Two Meals are Never Enough~

Story by Blondie709 on SoFurry

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Fox McCloud and Wolf O'Donnell are from Star Fox, owned by Nintendo© Gintaro is from Gingitsune, Jon Talbain is from Darkstalkers, and Wolf Link is from The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess, owned by Nintendo© Andrew is my own character


Andrew's eyes fluttered open, a great yawn escaping him as he attempts to fully wake himself up. He looks through the curtains of his home, the entire place adjusted to accommodate for his muscular, hyper-genitaled form. He gaze at the inevitable morning wood, the shaft dripping pre still tinted with the slightest hints of blue and orange from last night's meals, Jon Talbain and Fox McCloud. Andrew chuckled to himself as he remembered their squirms. He looked forward to when they reformed so he could do it all over again. But today was a new day, and new prey was out there waiting to become part of him.

So he didn't even bother taking care of his erection, because he knew it would feel so much better after devouring more muscular males. He sat up, the bedframe creaking under the power of his balls, cock and muscles. He stood then, grabbing only a speedo to put on after his meals were locked away in their rightful place. He then began his walk down to the sauna. Today was men only day, and he planned to take full advantage of such a deal.

After only fifteen minutes he arrived at the steamy sauna, his musk growing stronger the more that he sweat. The wait staff, a fox and a dragon, eagerly attended to him, both of the small males clearly intoxicated by his godly musk. With a devious smirk, he shoved them into his maw, the two easily swallowed and sent into his large gut. They barely made an imprint, which disappointed Andrew. But he knew that much larger males were already in the sauna, as he could smell their musk. So he made his way rather sneakily into the larger pool area, but to his surprise only three males were there. When he saw the three males each with a swollen belly and ballsack, he realized why only three were there. Two of them he recognized, the green and white wolf known as Wolf Link, and the gray and white wolf known as Wolf O'Donnell. He had devoured both of them before, on multiple occasions.

The third, however, was an unknown. A large white fox with red markings. He seemed to be strong, even otherworldly. But Andrew had devoured even the gods before, and he knew this would be even simpler. So he waited, listening, wondering how the three males would interact.

"So Link," began O'Donnell, the toned wolf having a deep, rich tone. "I haven't seen you in quite some time. Save any more princesses or are you over that business?" Link gave a small chuckle, rolling his eyes a bit. "Ever since I realized how much better it was to be with a man, I've been letting Zelda fix her own problems with her magic. Besides, she couldn't handle my animalistic form, which I don't like." Wolf laughed a bit, slapping Link on the back. "Atta boy! I always told you she wasn't the one. And how about you stranger? What's your name and occupation?

The white fox looked up, wisdom of ages in his eyes. "My name is Gintaro, and I am a spirit fox. I guide those seeking help from the gods." Wolf shrugs a bit, as it seems to go right over his head. "Sounds interesting enough. Anyways, I think I will go dry off and head back to my ship. I got enough meals for today." He pats his belly and stands, the water dripping from his fur. He grabs a towel and begins drying off as he walks towards the exit, precisely where Andrew was.

The moment he turns the corner he is pinned to the wall by Andrew, whose cock is hard and throbbing. He opens his mouth to try and yell, presumably to warn the other two, but he instead finds his head trapped inside of Andrew's musky cock. "Say hello to McCloud for me, will ya~?" Andrew says as he pulls Wolf slowly into his cock and balls. About two minutes later, Wolf is swimming unhappily in a pool of blue, orange, and emerald cum.

Andrew then uses the phone he nicked from Wolf to text Link. He sends a message asking for a hookup. Link, eager to be fucked once again by the space wolf, leaps out of the sauna and dashes out to where he saw Wolf leave. However, the moment that he turned the corner, all he saw was a gaping cock maw. With his momentum, he practically dived unintentionally into the white-and-emerald cat's balls. After dropping in fully, he saw that the cum was tinted with blue and orange, but was mostly emerald with large spots of gray. He realized what had happened to Wolf, but his realization was short lived as he too was broken down by Andrew's powerful balls, large patches of forest green cum spattering the already colorful cum.

With the two new meals, Andrew's cock had grown by nearly a foot, his balls each as large around as two basketballs. He then strides confidently into the sauna, the sound of his balls churning up the last of Link alerting Gintaro to his presence. But even as Gintaro looks up he finds himself being sucked rather quickly into Andrew's musky cock. Struggle as the powerful spirit might, he cannot escape the powerful grip that Andrew has on his body. "For a spirit, you feel awfully good sliding down my shaft like the others~"

With those last few words, Gintaro is fully dropped into Andrew's balls, the inside even muskier due to the excess cum. Andrew takes his time with digesting Gintaro, taking in total thirty minutes to turn Gintaro into white and red cum. After he is fully melted, Andrew takes his cock into his own mouth once again. He deepthroats himself, bobbing his head eagerly as he tongue-fucks his cock slit. Five minutes later, gallons of rainbow cum are shot down his mouth and throat, right into his belly. He moans at the muskiness of his own cum, and after a full two hours of cumming he finally stops, his belly swollen larger than before as he sighs in satisfaction. His cock pops out of his mouth, finally beginning to turn flaccid. Andrew forces himself to stand, finally slipping on that speedo he had brought. It did nothing at all to hide his massive junk from the world, and it jiggled impressively with every step he took on his back home, as did his swollen belly.