Bigger Dickings
~Inspired by Danath <3
The ever-tired, seldom true idiom, "be careful what you wish for, it might come true" seems, to me at least; to be quite a noticable fallacy. Why would you wish for something you didn't want to come true? Wouldn't the granting of desires be at the very least comforting? I suppose many would have notions of unseen ramifications of the desire's materialization, but is anything without its drawbacks? Perhaps in time the negatives will become more present in this situation, but until that time arises, I think i'll rather enjoy what has come to be.
Surfity- surfity- surrrrf.
Point, click; news.
Point, click; drama.
Point, click; pronz.
Point, click; bwah?
Despite my initial bewilderment, what stood before me slowly fed upon my curiosity, drawing me from the internet's apathetic stupor. 'Twas a simple page, comforting ocean blue background, clear of frames, banners, and the like, bearing only three items.
Warning, Temptation, and Condemnation; the three apostles that guided my paw in this matter.
The message at the top of the page gave a gentle warning; "Be careful what you wish for". Below was a text field, and further below the submission button. Beyond the fact that i had no idea what the site's purpose was, i found it even stranger that i could not remember how i was led to it. Finally acquainting myself with the situation, my attention was drawn to a pop-under advertisement that had until now eluded my trigger-happy fingers.
"BIGGER DICKINGS! NOW!", the message read; and while i chuckled at the poorly worded, ill-conceived scheme to part fools from their money, the advertisement became my muse for a short period, and with a few strokes, the message was renewed within the formerly void text box. "I wish for BIGGER DICKINGS", was my retort to the enigmatic page, and with the click of the button my submission was completed, and the window promptly closed itself, leaving me to ponder what effect my actions had taken.
Hesitant to end my stay at the information super-highway, i hopped on the friendly neighborhood messenger service and quickly tracked down a few choice characters, most of whom were unresponsive, save one special marsupial, for whom i held a special affection. Surprised to see me active so early in the day, he was eager to tantalize me with the an offer of dinner; his treat. And who was I to refuse? Simply a lovestruck canine without the ability to "play hard to get". His enticing offer in itself was promised a good time to be had by both parties, but i knew that he was interested in a bit more than simply dinner, as anyone should be!
I agreed to meet him at a nice local place that evening, and resigned myself to getting to work, this early chat session putting me a bit behind. The subway was my usual conveyance of transportation, being the cheap bastard i am, and as i sat watching the endless stream of tunnel passing by through the opposing window, i let my mind wander.
That sexy 'roo, his soft, warm fur pressed up against my muzzle. I imagined his deep, piercing voice tantalizing me with promises of sweet, sweet love. "Does my little Dal' like what he sees?" I always loved what i saw of him. Is firmly sculpted abdominals, his agreeable, yet calculating grin. and most of all, the prize kept hidden below his waistline. Down below was the exotic merriment of unresistable temptations, the plump, pulsating furry sac dangling tantalizingly above his curved 'roohood, exposed tailhole just beneath overlooked hastily in favor for the well-endowed rod that lie above it.
Snapping back to reality, i realized i was painfully hard, in the middle of the crowded subway car. Mortified, i scanned the room quickly. It didn't seem as if anyone had noticed. I tried to shift my weight to make the bulge less noticable, but it seemed more difficult than normal. As the car came to a stop i rushed to the restrooms, still achingly hard. If my erection wouldn't subside on its own, i'd have to take care of it myself. I quickly unzipped my fly as soon as i was within the sanctity of the stall, whipping out the stubborn rod and beginning to stroke it hastily. As i worked the red-hot meat, i noticed it felt significantly longer and thicker than normal, my paw barely able to manage its girth. What was far more pertinent in my mind was the intense pleasure i received from stroke after stoke after stroke along the throbbing shaft. Pre-cum already leaking from its boiling tip, the shaft reciprocated my affection with the glorious sensation of self-gratification, causing me to slide down along the stall's wall, barely able to keep from moaning aloud as the pleasure wracked my mind.
Closer and closer i came to the climax of the ritual, my eyes shut solemnly to close off all sensation aside from the sexual extravaganza below. My maw hung open, tongue hanging from the side as the clear liquid oozed down over my shaft, staining parts of my partially-disrobed attire. Shuddering as i felt the furry orbs beneath me draw themselves inwards, the orgasm finally hit, brain-splitting euphoria plumeting me down a vortex of pleasure as the creamy seed erupted in intense glory, splattering across the tiled wall and obstructing the number of where to call "Jimmy" for a "good time". The flow continued, not letting up for a second as the entirety of my body sank into the almost supernatural bliss of release. In time the stream fizzled out of existence, leaving a puddle encompasing the entire stall in its wake, and one exhausted Dalmation drained and late for work.
Luckily it was raining outside, so i was able to douse myself thoroughly. and pass it off as lacking an umbrella. As i dashed towards the office i mentally reprimanded myself for making myself so late. But as irate as i was, i was more amazed at the sensations i had felt. Never before had i had an orgasm that intense, nor had my equipment been so eager to erupt. Even as i made my way through the cold rain, soaking wet and thankfully cleansed of the scent of musk, my throbbing prick remained ever-present, making me unable to concentrate on any thought for more than a few seconds. It's unreasonable girth weighed heavily on me, forcing me to adjust it by pointing down my trouser leg, the tip brushing past the edge of my undergarment.
Throwing open the exterior door, i rushed to the elevator, noticing that i wasn't the only one completely drenched from the torrential downpour outside. The stairs were closed for repainting, which made it troublesome for the whole building to use a single elevator. I made it inside just in time, but as the door was closing i noticed a heavyset rhino steadily approaching. I held the door for him, hoping that this measure of kindness would somehow ease my own frustration. He nodded his head at me and walked in to my left, tapping the button for the tenth floor, as i did with the ninth. He smiled absently as he stared at the closing doors, relaxing against the corner of the elevator as he stared off into space. In parody i did the same with the opposite corner, observing the rhino's more subtle gestures. His large frame seemed to be attributed to muscle bulk and not the obese girth i had assigned to him mentally. The damp suit seemed stretched over his figure, barely able to keep his muscles from ripping the fabric, especially in the lower areas. My gaze absentmindedly dropped to his waist, seeing a large, ankle-wide bulge snaking from his groin down nearly to his knee, seeming to pulse in rythym with an unheard heartbeat. My own erection pounded at the sight of his massive rod. I felt ashamed of my intentions, but until the elevator came to a stop, i was trapped with my attraction, unable to escape the crushing allure before me.
The elevator came to a slow halt, the third circle above the doors lighting up. As the doors opened, a line of furs filed into the eleavator. One after another they packed themselves in, barely any room left for liesure. I grimaced as the assorted men called to have their floors pushed, all of them seeming to be above my own. At the fifth floor we stopped again, another fresh batch of employees stuffing into the metal coffin. Packed like sardines, the lot of us pressed against each other, utterly deprived of space. Oddly enough everyone who had entered was male, and each of them seemed to be thoroughly hung. The smell of male musk was overwhelming, yet none of them seemed to notice in the slightest. I found myself grinding against the wall of the elevator, cock dripping heavily as the elevator crept slowly to my destination. Faster and faster i dry-humped the wall, my prick unwilling to be satisfied until i had made a lecherous fool of myself in public. Finally the doors opened on the ninth floor, just as my cock spasmed into climax for the second time that day, forcing me to moan audibly as i pushed my way through the crowd of aroused males, thrusting at each one i passed as my already wet slacks were flooded with Dalmation sperm, a solid trail forming at my feet as i made my escape. Yet no one in the elevator seemed to notice.
After a quick cleanup in the bathroom i headed to my desk, finding a stack of papers waiting for me. On top was a notice, proclaiming my second strike in the three strike system; my next late arrival resulting in a severe pay cut. I sighed and tossed the notice aside, finding a reminder that i was to meet with a client today, a stern ox named Kovok Lecci. He had amassed a reputation for being a sporty guy, rarely to be found away from a prestigous fitness club known as "Kogthwrocc", which probably means something in some dead European language. His entourage was known for weeding out weak business associates, and i wasn't sure if that meant they rejected bad offers, or beat down on puny businessmen. Either way, i felt pretty confident in my ability to persuade him.
A few hours into the workday, i gazed hesitantly up at the clock. It was just a bit over an hour until my scheduled meeting with Lecci. I had tried to subdue my all-consuming erection by keeping my focus on other things, which proved an unlikely task. Every little brush set me off, rewarding me with a painful throb against my leg as i tried to regain focus. So bizare was this undying erection that i failed to notice i had consumed an inordinate amount of coffee in just a short amount of time. I packed together some documents and made my way to the restroom before heading to the Fitness Club. The stalls were empty so I picked one right in the middle. As much as i would have liked to let my bladder empty, i couldn't shake my attention-hungry erection. The mammoth pole brushed up against one of the black spots of my bellyfur, and seemed much closer to me than it had ever been before. I groaned, feeling the pent-up tension that had been building in my unquenchable libido all day. I refused to pleasure myself again just to be able to perform a normal bodily function!
Jarring me from such abstract thoughts was the sound of the bathroom door opening. Hastily a figure made its way to the stall next to me and quickly plopped down upon the seat with an audible clank. I held my breath, fearful of my errection even though it was obscured from my neighbor. For the first time I noticed a small hole in the separating wall, made by the erosion of a screw, which lay rusting on the moist floor. Unable to resist my voyeuristic nature, i peeked through the hole, finding a average-build tiger sitting on the toilet. I grimaced, realizing he was my direct supervisor, and yet was unable to turn around, for infront of the feline stood an impressive meat, well over a foot in length, that bobbed and pulsed even as the tiger relieved himself. I stifled a mon, knowing I couldn't let myself be discovered as my paw started working at my own pulsating member, resisting my orders to cease and desist. Continuing to work the delicate red shaft, I wrapped a paw around the furry spheres below, supriised to find them nearly the size of tennis-balls. Had i not been so intensely driven by pleasuring myself, i would have taken note of the oddity.
The tiger finished up, his glorious cock being obscured from view as he rose, yet his tight rump was exposed, flowing softly behind him as he dressed. This was enough to send me over the edge, but i was able to clench down upon my meat, abating my orgasm until the tiger was gone a moment later. The stream burst forth even harder this time, and despite my efforts to try and contain it within the toilet, it thrashed about wildly, leaving me utterly helpless. I managed to stuff the cum-faucet beneath me, spraying my seed into the toilet bowl below me. WIthin a minute the semen rose up to touch my posterior, drenching my hind-end as i leapt from the toilet. Spraying a last few thick ropes at the walls, i panted, growling a bit at the overflowing toilet. In my moment of half-arousal, i managed to move to the other stall and do my business in peace before the monstrosity grew back to full size again, begging for more attention. I stuffed it back in my pants, finding it considerably more difficult this time. The bulge had the girth of a can, and ran down my leg a good ways. I stormed out of the bathroom, and, for fear of another incident in the elevator, made my way down the roped-off stairs.
It seemed that painting hadn't begun, but littered on the stairways were a handful of workers getting equipment ready to commence painting, each had donned an odd Nylon suit, most of which were spattered with assorted colors of paint. Approaching the ground floor i spotted a Husky who had just began painting the door to exit the stairwell. "Oh, sorry, Can you wait a minute while I finish up this door?" He asked, noticing my arrival. I nodded my head and he proceeded working, giving a fresh coat of paint to the door. I had a good deal of time before the appointment, but the painful reminder of my erection twinged again, focusing its lust on the husky before me. His tail wagged as he went about is work, slowly working from the top to the bottom of the door. The tail raised itself, black fur standing tall as it revealed the firm buttocks below. I couldn't help but stare, the perfectly sculpted rump obscuring all thought within me. I blushed as he worked lower, and lower, bending over to show the nylon-encased testicles swinging in motion with his brush strokes. Losing control of my self, I took hold of him around the waist, thrusting my captivated cock against his oh-so-inviting ass. nearly blowing my wad instantly as i pushed the meat bwtween his cheeks. He shot up in alarm, snatching the prize from out of my grasp, and quickly, made an about-face, acquainting me with his husky-cock, which pointed upwards in his suit, held firm against his body by the nylon entrapment. Even the knot was visible through the fabric, the swollen flesh agonizing my arousal.
Unable to even conceive the vulgarity of my own actions, I darted past him, leaving him speechless as i escaped the building, hailing a taxi to take me to the fitness club. I sighed, instructing the driver, a middle-aged llama, where to go, sitting behind him in hopes he wouldn't notice the amazingly large bulge, or the accompanying wet spot growing on my trouser leg. The vibrations of the road were soothing, and as we passed over a rather large pothole, my errection pressed against my leg hard, and i let out a soft "Yip" of pleasure, immediately embarrassed that i did so. The cabbie didn't seem to notice, and was more concerned with his driving, fortunately. The driver stopped just a block short of my destination due to a heavy traffic jam. I told him that was far enough and, paid him nearly double the fare since i didn't want to deal with change. Hastily i made my way down a back ally, away from the view of the public. I managed to position myself behind a vietnamese restaurant, away from prying eyes. I zipped down my fly, and didn't have to worry about the boxers, seeing as my cock seemed to have ripped a considerable tear in them, making them only wrap around one leg fully. I grasped the meaty monster and clenched it between my paws, resting atop a few unopened crates. Slowly i probed the sensations that the behemoth granted unto me, now nearly as long as my forearm, and slightly wider. An unearthed vein ran down the underside, accompanied by a deep, hearty throb in time with my heartbeat. I moaned, deciding that if i savored the masturbation this time, then the beast would have no choice but to behave for the remainder of the day.
My boxers slipped down and while rubbing the length of my cock, i reached a paw beneath me, leaning back to allow access to my tailhole. With one paw-digit i breached past the tight rectum, moaning once more as my cock surged with a new found pleasure. Smiling, i felt another batch of Dalmation spooge welling inside my mammoth sac, about to burst at the slightest addition of rapture. The nuzzle to my lower belly was enough to break that barrier, sending me over the edge yet again, hunching forward as my cock exploded with violent fury. The curious cat who had investigated the moaning in the alleyway was sent scrambling away in fear as ropes of hot cum were launched high into the air, some of them reaching over the top of the building, and others falling just short and splattering against the windows. I groaned, removing my paw-digit as my balls rumbled with untold fury. The blast continued for some time, convincing me to lap up some of the stray semen that had landed on my muzzle subconsciously. With the last thick blast leaving me, I fell down upon the crates, staring up into the clouds.
In the afterglow of gargantuan wad-blowing escapades, I thought about the situation. For some reason i was amazingly horny, constantly hard, and in deep need of satisfaction. My dick seemed much larger than normal. A plus, but still a factor to be considered as dangerous. Everyone else seemed to be amazingly hard too, and they all sported huge erections. I could only come to two possible conclusions about the situation. Either i had finally gone batshit insane, or the request i had made on the mysterious website that morning was granted via paranormal means. For now i would go with the later, and I quickly stuffed my erection back into my trousers before it got too large again, discarding my ripped boxers in a nearby trashcan. Just another block to the fitness club and i could get this meeting over with. After that i could be done with the public for the rest of the day.
As i approached the revolving glass door, I sighed in relief, seeing very few people in the lobby, and in seeing that it was only a story tall; no more elevator fiascos. In the reflection of the glass i noticed someone walking behind me. It was a tall, dark brown horse who stood nearly double my height. I gulped, hoping he would turn the corner instead of following me in. But of course he didn't. We both entered through the same section of the door, and i could feel him press up against my back. I gulped, hoping nothing would go amiss. But of course it did. A piece of bubblegum stuck to the floor jammed the door, none of it would budge, even as i pushed against it - hard. The horse behind me grunted, comprehending our predicament. I scolded myself internally, I should have known yet another situation like this would happen. I flattened my back, feeling a large bulge press against me, traveling from the base of my spine all the way to my neck. It had to be his cock. I knew it, his cock was pressing firmly against my back, taking up a good potion of my backside. I cringed, my own member throbbing as i felt his horsecock beat against my suit. I could feel a few drips of precum drip against my back. God, this guy had to be huge! Well he was a horse after all. I tried to turn around, but found myself pressed up against the door instead. It seemed he had had enough of this.
"Uhm, what are you doing?" I asked, my voice trembling like an acne-ridden teenager as i was pressed up against the glass by the horse and his gargantuan meat. He groaned and placed his meaty arms up against the door, pushing with all his might to get it to move, subconsciously grinding his huge horsecock against my backside as he did so. Thrusting up and down, the horse's massive member throbbed against me, making me pant heavily as my own cock begged me to let him enter my backside. I sighed in relief as the door finally became unstuck, nearly tumbling to the ground as the horse eagerly rushed passed me, leaving a small trail of precum in his wake. I proceeded to seek out Kovok once I regained my composure. Walking through the complex i gawked at one of the aerobis sessions. The males of the bunch, what few of them there were, all bore tight-fitting short shorts, some of them having their erections hanging out of their shorts entirely. Again, I was the only one who took notice, and chalked that up to part of the bizare scenario.
Across the complex, i spotted Kovok in the weightlifting room. He too donned the notorious short-shorts, but his bulge shot straight up, towering a good foot and a half above him as he bench-pressed a set of weights that looked larger than him. Sweating, he strained against the incredible force, each push of his muscles sending a vicious vibration through his loins. He grunted as he made one final repetition, pushing with all his might to lift the iron giant once more, and as he reached the apex of his lift, the strain on his shorts became too much, the fabric bursting as twenty inches of throbbing ox-cock sprang forth for all to see. Finally he dropped the humongous weight on its placement rack, exhaling deeply as his spotter recapped his progress. The black-furred wolf behind him, who's own erection had been dangling just inches from the oxen's forehead during his workout, spoke, "That's an improvement from last week sir, I still say you should compete professionally."
The oxen shook his head, wiping away his collected sweat with a nearby towel, ignorant to the massive member, jutting freely from his groin. "And again I'll tell you, this is for personal fitness, I'm no body builder. And if you will, please extend a proper greeting to Mister Bissum. He's been here a few minutes already you know." And with that the wolf nearly jumped across the room to greet me, wagging his erection back and forth as he extended his paw. "Mister Bissum, thank you for coming. Mr. Lessi has eagerly been awaiting your arrival." Nervously, I shook his paw, his confident yet subservient glare led me to believe that he was one of Lessi's yes-men.
Lessi himself came over to greet me, wiping his brow with a unused towel as he approached, his massive hard-on hanging freely, unrestricted by clothing as it throbbed vigorously in the air. "Sevi Bissum, You're a bit early, but if you don't mind, I'd like to get started right away." The mighty oxen stated, smiling as he handed his towel to the wolf absentmindedly. He escorted me to a lounge area, obviously meant for the more prestigous members of the Center.
The room was empty save for us, and upon entering, Lessi ordered the wolf to depart, wishing for some privacy. "Have a seat Sevi" he said warmly, sitting down across the table from me, his cock hanging over the tip of the table as he reclined in his chair a bit. Trying not to stare I conversed with the shrewd negotiator. The rumors were quite true, he had a keen ability to cut through lies and half-truths. My own persuasive ability was limited severely unfortunately, due to the massive ox-meat laying on the table before me. Every time my mind developed a poignant counterargument or witty rebuttal, the sight of his lightly throbbing member washed it all away, reducing me to a gibbering fool as I struggled to keep myself from leaping onto the meat and suckling at it.
In the end we came to an agreement on the business transaction, but for a far lower amount than I would have normaly been able to negotiate. I accosted myself silently as I left the building, sighing as I thought about that giant prick of his, and how I had been so close to it. Able to smell it, able to almost taste it... And with that thought my own member pressed hard against its entrapment, springing free as it ripped the fabric of my pants. I sighed, looking down at the undulating canid cock as I walked, the massive head bobbing down infront of me. Since nobody took notice, i resigned myself to just leave it be. Passing several people in the hallway, i noticed most of the males suffered the same fate, massive pricks dangling for all to see, and none to take note of.
Despite the trials that they day had bestown upon me, i still looked forward to dinner. Dinner with my 'roo that is. By the time sunset rolled around, i had forced myself into a stupor of ignorance, choosing to adopt the sight of those around me; the sight that does not see. Soon i found myself across the table from Rock, the beautifully sculpted kangaroo. Despite the calm, controlling air he always seemed to have about him every time we had met, he seemed nervous, more so than i was, when he sat down to the table. Removing myself from the self-afflicted haze was a simple task, seeing as the two of us bumped dicks as we sat down across from eachother at the table. I gasped softly, feeling his massive roo-hood pressed up against me, and to my surprise, he seemed genuinely surprised as well. Both of us hesitant to mention the discomfort, we avoided eye contact, hoping something, anything could break the silence.
"May I start you gentlemen off with a drink on this lovely night?" The waiter, a sleek doberman dressed from head to to in a pristine restaurant uniform, aside from the rip in his crotch where a good seventeen inches of canine meat hung softly, pushing against the edge of our table. We ordered a couple of glasses of wine, I forgot what i had selected, my mind enraptured by the gargantuan cock pressed firmly against me underneath the table. As the waiter returned, he set down my glass, and then the other across the table. "Are you gentlemen ready to order? Tonight's special is a fresh Kalamari dish served with..." The waiter kept talking, but his words were lost on the audience as I stared at his cock, which oddly enough had landed itself right in my wine glass, a few drops of precum leaking out and contaminating the drink. I shuddred, taking a mental note to avoid drinking that. When the waiter ceased his ramblings, we concluded that we weren't yet ready to order. I still avoided eye contact with Rock, despite how desperately i wanted to confide in him. Nobody knew this was going on, and the knowledge of it was tearing me up inside. I needed someone to talk to, but I didin't want him to think i was crazy.
"Sevi..." he said at last, after a few moments silence. My gaze rose to meet his. His eyes seemed vulnerable, as if searching for answers. "Sevi, can you see it too?" He asked, his deep voice sounding almost frightened by his own words. He grunted slightly, his cock throbbing hard against me. "Sevi, please tell me you can see it too..." Slowly, realizing that I did indeed have a kindred spirit in this struggle, I nodded.
"Rock, I..." i trailed off, unsure of what to say to him. How was it that we were the only ones not ignorant to the changes everyone had undergone? "I think it's my fault Rock, I think I'm the one who made everyone this way..."
"Of course you are, that's why you can see it." he admitted wistfully, seeming relieved as he leaned back slightly. "You found the website, right? And you made your wish. This is the result of it."
"But Rock, it's my wish, why are you able to see everything as it is?" I asked, baffled by his sudden comprehension of the incomprehensible situation.
"I made a wish too. I guess once you see the world change as a result of your actions, you can see it clearly when someone else makes a change." he said, looking deeply into my eyes. "In all honesty, Sevi, I think you made a pretty nice change." He grinned, his smile unnerving me despite his encouragement.
"Rock, this isn't normal! I've gone and made everyone into freaks now! How am I going to fix this?" I asked, nearly working myself into a frenzy.
"You can't fix was isn't broken, pup." he retorted, calling me by my submissive nickname. "Why not just enjoy what's come to pass, it isn't that bad now is it?"
Through dinner I thought long and hard about the situation. Rock's encouragement only went so far. But eventually I came to accept this change, even though it felt as if it hadn't stopped yet. After the meal we discussed the topic further. For the longest time we had both been interested in.. well, hyperphallia as it were. "How about we give these things a test drive, eh?" Rock suggested, pawing at my cock from under the table. Unable to refuse i relented to his advances, and soon found myself back at his place, the deeds of the day washed from my memory by the intense lovemaking i saw before us.
We both undressed hurriedly once inside, eager to remove ourselves from our ripped entrapments. Before me stood an incredibly sexy 'roo, slightly taller than me marveling at the two-foot schlong that he cradled in his arms, jutting from underneath the humongous furry ballsac that lie above it. I stared in awe, my own canid member rock hard, but not nearly as impressive as the roo-meat before me. "It'so beautiful, Rock." I stammered, patting up and down the impressive shaft. He moaned softly, and I could tell he needed to relieve it badly. I wanted that behemoth inside of me, and i wanted it badly, but there was no concievable way it could fit. Or so I thought anyway.
With a zombified look in his eyes, Rock let go of his massive prick and grabbed ahold of my sides. I could tell he wanted to mount me, and despite my growing fear of what that monstrosity could due to me, my rational thoughts were being blocked by the unwavering need for release building within me. I let him have his way with me, of course. What else would a good puppy do in my situation?
Pressing my hard against the sheets of the bed, the roo thrusted his meat against my back, rubbing the sensitive flesh against my backside, causing me to whimper slightly. I needed him inside of me, regardless of the pain, I NEEDED it. Rock seemed like he needed to be inside me just as much as i needed him to be, the redundancy of the word 'need' weighing heavily on my mind. Slowly, I felt him move lower, positioning the wide head of his roo-dick under my tail, which had lifted itself long ago. Slowly he pushed into me, the soft flesh giving way effortlessly to the invading shaft, despite how impossibly large it was. Rock groaned deeply, grasping at my sides as he held me tight, anchoring himself to me as he washed away in a sea of pleasure. The cock throbbed vigorously as it moved upwards, eventually hilting as it found its home within my backside, two feet of delicious man meat held tightly inside of me. I whimpered, unable to even comprehend the full pleasure of the moment, I was lost in the euphoria of male on male lovemaking, the gargantuan member beginning to pound into me as Rock lost control of his body, surrenenering his movements to the hunger that filled his loins.
It seemed like an eternity that I spent in his loving embraces, pounded long and hard, filled with his meat, my body an extension of his for as long as he kept thrusting, harder and faster, until the time came when the pressure inside of him came to its boiling point, his massive testicles drawing inwards as the flow of 'roo goo began. In an instant, hot 'roo semen flooded my insides, the warm cum penetrating even further than the massive cock could, filling me with the most delightful feeling of warmth as my own orgasm hit, spraying the bedsheets with slick dal' spoo. I shouted out in agonizing pleasure, howling madly as the two of us met with release. Rock collapsed atop me, his soft bellyfur pressing against me as his cum rocketed out of my tailbase, soaking both of us in his seed. He moaned softly and continue to hold on to me, exhausted as his orgasm came to an end at last. My own eruption came to its end shortly thereafter, leaving me panting as the 'roo above me hugged me tight.
"Rock, I can't believe it fit so well.." I managed to say between breaths. Hes responded, "You're an incredible wisher, pup". I smiled, relishing the feeling of that massive prick inside of me, still hard despite its release. It felt so good, making me feel as if i was whole for some reason. I wanted to keep it there, for now atleast. as the two of us lay exhausted on the bed, I though to ask something.
"You wished for something too didn't you?" I asked, squirming a bit to feel his rod move around inside of me. "That I did, pup" he responded, grinning as he petted my belly slowly. "What did you wish for?" I asked curiously, tail wagging a bit above his scrotum.
"Well pup, I'm not sure you could imagine how things were before, but that's probably for the best." As I thought about his words, he spoke once more. "You have such beautiful fur, you know."