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Everyone was in agreement, this was going to be the feast of the year.

There were already a lot of Pokémon in the house, and though usually they tended to eat on their own schedules, it could make organized mealtimes a chaotic affair. But when guests were around, it was almost obligatory for everyone to get together and eat...and when there were this many guests who were this large, that made it much more of a crazy time. The entire massive central room of the house had been turned into an almost palatial dining room, with big tables for many Pokémon, or just a couple of especially large Pokémon. And there were plenty of those, as their guests today were a herd of Mudsdale and Mudbray, the former of which ranged from enormous to one fantastic titan who was the boss of them all. With so many big Pokémon around, even the enormous central room felt a bit crowded.

And the food prep was just as chaotic, with so many Pokémon and such large appetites, the kitchen workers were being put to the true test. Oliver the Serperior and the Pokémon he'd managed to recruit were rushing back and forth to refill the dishes, replenish the plates, and serve up food to the Mudsdales and Mudbrays who didn't have the normal means to serve themselves. Their plates almost seemed like enormous troughs, except a lot more organized, not just a huge pile of messy food. The poor snake was starting to look pretty ragged as the meal wore on, leaning more on his helping hands to keep pace.

"I love when it gets this crazy." Milo the Zorua was sitting and chatting with one of the Mudbrays, grinning widely. "Everything's going nuts all over, it's so easy to get lost in it all. I'll bet you rarely get a chance for everything to get so busy, eh?"

"Eh...I dunno..." The Mudbray was definitely on the older side, looked to be close to evolving, but seemed to be a bit on the reserved side. "I mean, when the herd is migrating, it's...usually kind of busy and stuff."

"Maybe, but it can't ever be like this! "

"Uh...well, yeah, I guess, there's a lot fewer people and a lot less talking usually."

"Exactly! It's not like anything you've ever...ah...hang on..." Milo had to pause both eating and talking as his hands became occupied with gripping the head nestled against his crotch. Slurping over his cock was Rowan the Snivy, who was taking the whole length of Milo's cock with ease, moaning and suckling eagerly. Milo started to huff and puff a bit as he pushed into that tight snake throat, letting out a soft cry as he felt his climax coming on fast. "F-fuuuck...you're so goddamn good at this, eager little cockslut..."

In response to that, Rowan began to hum a bit, sending another extra buzz through Milo's cock before squeezing down harder, letting that thrum resonate through the entire shaft. That proved to be too much, Milo cried out louder as he began to pump his cream into Rowan's throat. The snake latched on tight and kept swallowing, not letting a drop of the fox's seed escape him, despite Milo's best efforts to jerk and thrust and try to pull out a bit. His arms gripped Milo's hips tight, keeping himself firmly flush against the furry crotch until he felt the last throbs of that dick and the end of his rush of seed. Only then did he pull off with a wet slurp, panting a bit as he got some fresh air.

"Damn, that's a good job, bitch. Now, why don't you help this guy out? I know he's been getting hot over hearing and seeing you." Milo pointed to the blushing Mudbray, who did indeed have a very obvious boner hanging under him. With no hesitation, Rowan crawled over underneath the Mudbray and started to lick and slurp over his long, thick shaft. Milo snickered as he took the sight in; the Mudbray was significantly bigger than he was, but Rowan had more than amply demonstrated his snaky stretchiness since agreeing to be Milo's part-time slave. There was no way he wasn't going to hilt that sucker before he was done.

It was hardly the only activity around. The Buneary siblings, Victor and Violet, were up to their usual tricks not far away, with a large stallion being the center of their attentions. Violet was kissing and stroking his face teasingly. "Poor guy, I can just SMELL how pent up you are. Must be hard getting the right amount of attention with all of these other big boys all around, isn't it?"

"Ah...I...ah..." The Mudsdale was finding himself rather tongue-tied, partly because of the extremely arousing scent coming from the bunny on his face and partly from the fact that her anthro brother was currently slurping all over his erection. That tongue might have been small, but it was expert, making the stallion pulse out precum over and over again. A good bit of those spurts were gushing out onto his face and body, making him nice and wet all over as he jerked himself off to the treatment.

At the end of the table, Milo's mother, the Lopunny Laura, was engaged in deep conversation with an absolute mountain of a Mudsdale, a good couple feet taller than her just at his shoulder. It almost felt like the earth shook whenever he spoke, certainly some of the tableware did. "I see that Gilbert and Harry are growing up quite healthy."

"They're quite darling, David," Laura replied with a giggle. "Always so eager and energetic. They certainly take after their father, if the fun we had making them was any indication."

"I'd say that matches the description of their mother quite well, too," David said with a knowing smirk.

"Oh, you! Truth be told, I wonder sometimes if I'm slowing down a bit. Perhaps I should pick up the pace while I'm still in my prime..."

"Even for a rabbit, you take multiplying to a new level."

"Well, we all have to have our hobbies...and I'm just so in love with my family here, how can I not wish for it to grow?"

Milo's gaze traveled down the table towards his brothers. Will the Riolu and Nick the Buneary, laughing and joking with another pair of Mudsdales, one of whom looked annoyed and the other playing right along with them. Also involved in that part was Alex, the Azelf and probably what he would have to call the patriarch of the family - no one else really fit that role. What was really surprising was that Alex was there and yet no one was getting stretched out by something twice the size of their torso - remarkable restraint for the Azelf, but that surely wouldn't last. He was considering calling over and trying to get them involved, but another appearance distracted him from that.

Rose was walking towards them, hopping a bit on her shorter legs as she made a beeline for Milo. One of her vines was extended and wrapping around the collar of his father and slave, the Zoroark Daniel. He couldn't help but grin at the sight, his pet was being as dutifully obedient as he had ordered, and the disparity between him and the fairly tiny snake Pokémon made the sense of subservience all the more potent. "Has he been a good bitch?"

"He's been good, yes," Rose replied, sounding a bit giddy and uncertain all at the same time. She turned her head back as she took a seat, eyes on Daniel's even expression. "Why don't you go get us some food, if you think you can eat anything without losing room for what you're doing later."

"Yes, miss Rose." The vine uncurled around the Zoroark's collar and he went off to find Oliver and fill some plates.

Rose's gaze turned back to Milo; beyond him, she could see her brother going to town on the Mudbray, who was squirming and whining as he was building towards a serious climax. Rowan was adorned with a collar too, similar in style to Daniel's but a different color. "Have they been at that long?"

"Long enough. I would've thought he'd shoot by now, but either the slut's really milking it or he's got a long fuse." Milo shrugged. "Not my problem."

"I bet. So, uh...I think you forgot something yesterday when you left the 'dungeon.'"

"I was wondering why my bed was so empty last night. Will and Nick just aren't as quick to jump in and lick my balls on command."

"There's a shock." Rose giggled a bit, but then her expression turned more serious. "Really, though...why'd you leave him for me?"

Milo's eyes glanced away briefly. "Eh? Well, it was just whoever was gonna be down there, that's all. Sometimes I need to give him a nice reminder where his place is."

"C'mon, Milo. Everyone was getting ready for today. You knew that there wasn't going to be much traffic through there. And you knew I needed to help move things to Daddy's room with the Buns, and heaven help me if I can get them to focus for ten seconds before they're banging again. Who else was going to run into him?"

"Yeah, yeah, okay. You got me. I expected it to be you. But really, there was nothing suspicious about it...I think you've got a lot of potential."

"Potential?"

"Yeah. As a dominatrix. You always like to be in control, and you're really determined to get what you want. You could have guys wrapped around your finger like...well, your vine around a dick." Milo smiled, in an oddly shy way. "I gotta say, my cute little sister wasn't the one I thought would have that kinda streak, but I see you and I think, 'she's gonna be a total vixen as a Serperior, no one will be able to resist her.' And, well, why not get a little bit of a head start on a well-used slave? Someone who knows how to take whatever you dish out and does it well, so you don't have to worry about the whole thing getting messed up by a bad experience."

Snivy was quiet for a moment. "Bad experience...you mean, like, really hurting them or something? Or doing something that's, uh, too much for them?" She couldn't help but remember what Daniel had sounded like when they talked about what he would and wouldn't want to do. That could definitely sour the mood.

"Yeah, exactly. There's all sorts of ways it can go wrong, but it's so much fun when it goes right! Heh, I'm sure you already know the feeling, though. But you're gonna be a great one if you're already keeping that in mind, sometimes you get dominant types that don't give a shit about what the subs like, and that can get pretty messy."

"I hope you don't know that by experience from anyone here."

Milo shook his head. "Nah. Alex's the most dominant one here and you know he keeps things in check. I've heard stories, though. You gotta be careful. But you also can't be too careful because that's not good either, sometimes you have to push the boundaries - just enough that it's good for them rather than bad."

That sounded risky to Rose, but Milo said it with such confidence...and, well, he WAS the experienced one. "How do you know it's good?"

The Zorua grinned. "Look, subs, they don't know what they want most of the time. They're so...ah, what's the word for it? They keep everything shut up inside, they're scared to push themselves or go outside what they know. That's why they want doms, they want someone who forces them to do what they've always wanted to do but never had the guts to do themselves. Heh, just take a look at Rowan here, if you can find him." He motioned towards the anthro Snivy still going to town on the Mudbray. "You think he'd be doing this if I hadn't ordered him to? No way, he was shy as fuck, it was a pain getting him into anything on his own. And he knew it too. He loves getting stretched out by big dicks and pushed into performing at a moment's notice, but he couldn't do it himself. You know that's why he came to me, he knew I could get him where he wanted to be."

She had to admit, Rowan always was a much more reserved individual in their family...Rose knew he wasn't as regular a participant in the fun unless goaded into it. "So others don't really need something like that?"

"Definitely not, and that's how you can tell most of the time. You can't just make anyone sub, dominant-types even if you get in their ass they're still not submissive, they know what they want and they make sure it happens by their own choice. And sometimes there are people who can usually go out and take what they want but sometimes like to let others push them, switches they're called. They don't really make good pets because they rarely stay satisfied with just subbing all the time, but they can be fun for someone who likes to act on those kinda urges only now and then."

"Unlike you."

"Hah, yeah, something like that!" Milo flashed a grin over at the Mudbray being endlessly fellated. "Hey, what are you? What's your preference?"

"Ah...ng...ha...I...ah...I d-dunno..."

The Zorua snorted in amusement and turned back to Rose. "He's totally a sub. When they don't know, 99% of the time they're subs. Doms always know they're doms, switches may need to experiment around but they'll talk a lot more about what they do and don't know about themselves. When you get an answer like that one, though, you know you've got a potential pet."

"Uh...what if they don't want to be?"

"Heh, one thing you'll learn: they DO. They may not even realize it themselves, but they totally do. You just need to find the right way to get them to accept it. Like Rowan...he told me he only wanted to be a pet part time, that he wasn't sure and was still exploring. But this cockhound's barely had a hint of resistance to anything I've demanded of him. I know he's accepted that this is what he wants, I realized it before he even did, at least all the way. Some sluts, they need a bit more convincing, but you can always get there with the right approach. And you're gonna be great at it." To Rose's surprise, Milo pulled her into a tight hug. "You're gonna be the best dominatrix ever, I can already tell. They'll be lining up to serve you!"

"Ah...thanks..." Rose was flushing a bit at the compliment, though it also seemed kind of out of nowhere. Milo was behaving a bit oddly...maybe he'd gotten into some of Oliver's 'special concoction chocolates,' everyone tended to act funny after those. But the arrival of Daniel and food put those thoughts to the side for the time being, as her hungry stomach demanded the attention.

Just as they starting digging in, a bray from the Mudbray signaled his climax. Milo and Rose looked down to see Rowan's throat contracting around the dick, gulping down the heavy load of seed that the young male was producing. It was a long process, the bucks from the Mudbray coming over and over as he smacked into Rowan's face, feeding him more and more seed. When it finally ended, the Mudbray looked like his legs were wobbly, struggling to stay upright as Rowan pulled off, his face tinged with crimson.

"Holy fuck, bitch, that took forever," Milo remarked. "I hope you're not losing your touch."

Rowan's face darkened further. "I was, uh...edging him, sir. Wanted to really make it count..."

"Hah, just couldn't give up your suckling point, could you? He had a damn gusher, I could tell, maybe we should just make that your meal."

"Hey, Daddy said everyone has to eat, he's making way too much food already and doesn't want it going to waste," Rose declared.

"Bah, of course he'd say that. Fine, bitch, go get your plate filled, but you'll be back on duty after you've scarfed some, so you'd better leave room for more cum in there. Hah, might have you deep-throat this guy's pops, if he's around, see you stretch so thin we can see his dick through you..."

Rowan nodded, not looking at all worried about the threatened activity as he headed off to get his plate - he, at least, didn't look at all the worse for wear after all the activity. Milo couldn't help but snicker a bit. "It's so tempting to see how far I can get him stretched. You snakes, made of damn elastic, I'm almost jealous."

"It is a pretty good property," agreed Rose. "Though, it does invite certain people to test us..."

"Says the girl who got fucked silly on her father's hemis."

"And I still needed Alex's help for that! So there's still limits."

"Right, right. Don't worry, I won't break him. I might come close, though."

"That's fine." Rose turned back to her meal and continued eating. It was definitely a feast, her father made such good food, and so much of it! Being stretchy might do her good there, too...as she was eating, she heard a loud moan, and couldn't help but to look in that direction. Of course it was Violet, getting a nice thorough stuffing from the Mudsdale that she and Victor had been teasing. The Buneary was stretched completely out of proportion as that enormous staff was slowly being worked into her, Victor making sure she stayed stable on the bench and that the cock was being fed into her without added difficulty.

"Looks like the show's starting," cracked Milo. "Did she even eat?"

"I don't know, I wasn't here until after they started playing with the horses. Clearly, though, snakes aren't the only stretchy ones around here."

"True, Victor's probably gonna take him next. Or maybe someone else if the growing crowd is any hint." Indeed, there were several Mudsdales who had sauntered up to the action, looking very interested and starting to get aroused. Victor's attention was definitely gotten, though he was still working on the one going into Vi...but there was someone who could help. Rose turned towards Daniel with a sly smile, the Zoroark shyly meeting her gaze.

"I think you have some stallions to service, pet."

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On his knees under a huge horse was exactly the position Daniel had expected to be in before long. Getting that enormous horsecock rammed into his throat was exactly what he expected to be doing in that position. Well, not JUST his throat...and he was starting to wonder when they were going to start working the rest of him over.

Daniel had been stretched out nice and thoroughly in his ass to prepare him for this event. His throat hadn't received any such attention...not that it was that significant in terms of just the stretch, this wasn't the first time he'd had to deep-throat something pretty big. But after three in a row, he was starting to feel the strain just a bit - this was a lot of Mudsdales to take in a row. Granted, if they all wanted to do this and only this, he would do it, he'd just be feeling it in the morning. A part of him wondered if that wasn't the plan...

The thick tool pounding away at his face was making some slobber and precum leak out of the corners of his muzzle. It was far too big for him to make any effort to keep his teeth out of the way, but the rugged flesh was entirely unbothered by their presence, in fact it might have made things better, he couldn't really tell. He tried to swallow as best he could around the intruding pole, though he couldn't add much that those thrusts weren't overpowering - he was so stretched that he was wrapped pretty tight around the Mudsdale's tool anyway. Yet, even on his fourth horse, he was still pushing into those thrusts a little bit, making no effort at all to get away from it and every effort to keep it going. He had a job to do, after all...and his own leaking boner between his legs, barred from any contact with his claws for the entire event, would hopefully get some satisfaction of its own.

He could feel that thick staff start to throb in his throat, and braced himself for the coming rush. Of course, it was hard to be ready for that kind of volume...a loud bray erupted from the massive stallion, and Daniel's eyes shut tight as he felt huge gushes of thick grainy semen pumping almost right into his stomach. A stomach already rounded a good bit by several previous loads...it didn't seem like it could take much more, but Daniel knew he'd take exactly as much as he needed to, Alex would make sure of that. The Azelf was watching, almost certainly had been from the start, and it was at least a small comfort to know that he would ensure anything that needed to be done could be done. So he moaned and tried to keep tightening down for the Mudsdale, his throat hugging the imposing dick tight to keep any seed from escaping. Each shot felt like a light punch inside him, though he was familiar with that by now - the horses weren't the only high-horsepower hoses he'd had humping him.

"Oof...fuzzy little bitch feels like he's trying to milk me for stud..." rumbled the Mudsdale as he pulled out of Daniel, giving the Zoroark a little bit of time to breathe and spurting a couple final shots on that dark fur, painting it with a bit more off-white. "I'm gonna be looking forward to the next crack I get..."

"Hey, my turn next!" said another one, as he tried to trot forward, jockeying for position with another.

"I was the next one up!"

"You left the line, you can't just come back in!"

"Hey, no fighting," rumbled the titanic David from nearby; he was getting a nice tonguing in his urethra from Victor at the moment, being kept nice and prepped for his round, which he'd graciously been putting off. "Spit 'em if you both are that impatient."

Both Mudsdales looked at each other apologetically. "Right...sounds like a plan to me," said the first. "I'm taking that muzzle, though."

"Fine by me. Hey, bitch, get ready, you're gonna have to work for this one."

Daniel nodded, rising up and walking the short way over to the two. They would have to rise up their forebodies to get close enough to spitroast him, which meant that he'd be off the ground and he'd have to mount onto those poles for himself. He was kind of looking forward to it, though, he'd been inhaling Mudsdale musk for the last half-hour and he was throbbing hard, at least a cock in his ass would probably milk an orgasm out of him...if he wasn't robbed of that by Alex. He wouldn't put it past the Azelf to block him up...

As the two Mudsdales stabilized themselves in an upright position, their cocks were jutting awfully close together. It was a bit of a squeeze to get between them, the Zoroark's dick brushing against that rough surface and spurting a dollop of pre onto the grass. A quiet mewl came out of him, hopefully that didn't break the rules...no one seemed to be chastising him, though, so he just got his ass lined up against that blunt head and used the Mudsdale in front of him to brace himself as he pushed back hard. Even though it hadn't been commanded, he knew that keeping any of his masters waiting was a bad idea, so he tried to hilt himself on that cock as hard as the Mudsdale would if he had full range of motion...at least he got close, as he felt his balls get smacked against the much heavier and thicker orbs of the equine, making him wince again as he felt a mild ache jolt through him. Nothing he hadn't felt before, though...

He had to tilt the other Mudsdale's cock up to his muzzle to get it in without compressing his body too far too handle it. But as it got into his mouth, and then pushed down his throat, he lowered down, more and more until he was essentially hanging between the two horses. His limbs could only barely reach the ground if he reached, but that wasn't even comfortable, so instead he raised them up to wrap onto the flanks of the two Mudsdales. Hanging between them with no way of getting those cocks out of him until they decided to pull back...another throb from his own dick, another gush of pre staining the ground, betrayed the excitement he was feeling at that, despite being a bit too worn out to show it.

As the two Mudsdales began to hammer into Daniel, experimenting to find a rhythm that worked for the pair of them, Alex was floating nearby and watching it all with a hungry look in his eyes. That training appears to be paying off...but I'm still gonna have to make sure a third gets in there. Hm, might need a bit of a proof of concept for them...and I think I see exactly the proof I need.

He grinned as he spotted a Mudsdale watching from the side, not in the line to have a go at Daniel. He looked a bit more awkward - perhaps he'd just recently evolved, that was a time that could futz with someone's head a bit. Fortunately, the Azelf had just the solution for that, as he floated up to the horse. "Like what you see?"

"Uh? Oh, uh...yeah, all of it..." Alex followed his gaze, he was as interested in Victor pleasing his titanic alpha and watching Will and Nick make out while frotting against each other on the ground as he was with the herd pet's reaming. A brief peek into his head confirmed that he was horny as all get-out, in fact a bit too horny to process what he actually wanted to do. Something he could easily fix.

"Well, it's more fun to take part than to just watch, don't you think? Lucky you, I have a hungry ass today, and it wants something nice and thick. But I don't want to be missing the show myself, so why don't you turn over and raise that stake up where I can sit on it properly?"

"Turn over? Wait, you mean..." The Mudsdale looked a bit stricken. "I can't do that! I can't even push myself that far, and lying on the ground, we're not gonna be able to get back up!"

"Oh, please, like I'd make you do something without making sure you weren't stuck that way. C"mon, just get down there, I'll show you!"

The Mudsdale was hesitant, but apparently the prospect of getting actual sex rather than just a show was enough to convince him that Alex was sincere. Which he was, but it was good to get that out of this horse's system nice and quickly, someone much more evil could take such advantage of that. As the Mudsdale reached the ground, laying on his side, he activated a little trick...suddenly, with a surprised whinny, the horse was rotated onto his back, and locked into place. He was clearly a bit confused, but Alex didn't care - he had his prize where he wanted it, the thick horsecock erect and needy laying against his body. Of course, it needed a bit of reangling to get to where he wanted it...with a snicker, he floated over and grabbed the thick tool, bending it up until it was pointing skyward, and then holding it in place as he sank down on it. An eager moan escaped him as he felt that intense stretch work through his body, though it was much easier than it would have been for anyone else his size - he needed no assistance getting just as stretchy as he needed to be at any time.

He moved slowly up and down his perch, not in any hurry to rush through things - after all, he didn't have anyone waiting to bang HIM. His action had the intended effect, though, as the other horses were taking notice that one of their own had been safely inverted. A fair bit of excited nattering started between them, but one was doing more than talking - he was trotting towards the impaled Zoroark, who looked like he was adjusting to his position as a Mudsdale cocksleeve pretty nicely. "Hey! You think I could get in on this?"

"How?" grunted the one in Daniel's ass. "Ain't any more space around us."

"Get that little psychic to help! He can do some neat tricks!" The Mudsdale was already going to the ground in demonstration, and Alex very helpfully made sure he got flipped over. The other two were shocked to see it, but the implication was fairly obvious at that point...and they were hardly about to say no when things were already in position.

Daniel could feel them moving around, but he couldn't really see much from his position - stabbed to the brim with two horse dicks that felt like they were trying to reach each other inside him, muzzle and ass both pressed against this powerful bodies. Finally, they pulled back a bit, but then he felt something else poking at his rear...of course they'd gotten a third in there somehow. He really should have seen that coming. The only real problem was that he wasn't in position to try to stretch himself so that the other could get in easily, which meant he was almost certainly going to go in the roughest possible way...his eyes closed tight again, Rose had made him practice this but it had never really gotten easier, that first forceful stretch was the hardest. He just had to try to brace for it as he felt that cock work to get in position...

There was really no being ready for when it rammed against his body, demanding entry with the other stretching him so tightly around it. Still, his body wasn't going to refuse anyone who was in charge of him...somehow, a little space was made, and then that cock punched partway in, making him yell out around the one in his muzzle, giving it a good buzz. His claws at least found purchase beneath him, on the third Mudsdale's body...a more stable position, and he hoped he wasn't hurting the horse with the death grip he had on him. If he was, there was no audible indication, a good thing because that would surely get him punished.

It got a little bit easier from there, at least - once the cock was inside, he could handle the rocking a little more easily. The two in his ass started to hump at different speeds, the one on top could move a lot more easily than the one on bottom, but they were all going and rubbing his insides ferociously. If he had been tight before, he was on the verge of breaking now...this had to be about his capacity, at least without additional help. Though, it was still more than he had been able to handle before...at least his Masters would be pleased.

With the impossibly intense ordeal coming into full fruition, he couldn't hold back his climax any longer. Daniel felt bursts of his seed pulse out of him, his crushed prostate releasing everything it had and overstimulated balls emitting fierce jets onto the Mudsdale below him. He felt a reddening in his face, making such a mess on one of their guests, he'd surely have to clean them up later...fortunately, the Mudsdale wasn't sounding upset about it. "Damn! That bitch really loves being fucked beyond full. Think we can milk him dry?"

"If we can't...there's plenty of others ready to try," chuckled the one in Daniel's muzzle. "He's gonna try do to the same to us, though...ngh, gonna be hard to last much longer at this rate..."

"Hold out a little while longer, I wanna try to get all three of us shooting in him at the same time," said the one on the ground.

"Sounds good to me...but you'd better get them going soon, I don't know how long I can keep this slut from draining me!"

Hearing this, Daniel tried to do his best to make it easier for the horse fucking his muzzle, suppressing his moans and trying to tighten down less, though it was still hard to keep from moving at all with his body being so forcefully rocked. The two in his ass were grinding against each other and rubbing his walls raw - it was so tight that any precum was just going inside him rather than lubricating him, giving him the full friction experience with those rough dicks. It felt like he was on fire back there, but he was already leaking again, his erection hadn't come close to dying down. All he could do was keep himself in position and let the horses use him until they couldn't handle it anymore...

He wasn't sure how long it took, he'd rather lost all sense of time in the overpowering fucking, but apparently he'd made them succeed at their goal - that throbbing set in at the same time, and almost like they were in lockstep (maybe Alex had helped them, it seemed awfully perfect timing...), the three Mudsdales began unleashing their respective loads into his body. Considering he had four inside him already, this was going to be almost as much as he had handled in total up to that point...and he could feel it, the powerful gushes battering him from inside, making the swell in his belly increase even further, pushing out enough to almost rest against the horse he was kneeling on. Every emission went deep into him, no space for it to try to escape while they were still inside him, and it seemed that was their goal, to make sure every drop stayed inside as long as it could. He'd been through a lot of stuff in his experiences as a pet, but he wasn't sure that he had ever felt THIS full before...was there any space in his body that wasn't packed with cock or cum?

When it finally ended, there was another round of awkward shuffling as they all tried to get out of him. The one in his muzzle extracted himself first, allowing Daniel to get some time to catch his breath, and moan out here and there. He hadn't cum a second time yet, but it wouldn't be long into the next round before he did...and seeing a group of three approaching, he knew that it was going to be the same thing. Well, he'd handled it once, he'd do it again...he was a lot more tired than before, though, so it was going to put him to the test. He winced a bit as he felt the other one on top pull out, leaving just the one on the ground. And that was something he'd have to take care of...wearily he pulled himself up and drew the horse cock out of him, tightening down to try to keep as much of their seed inside him as he could, to avoid spilling it all over the Mudsdale. A last quick jerk at the tip, and he faceplanted on the ground, holding back just long enough to make sure that everything that gushed out of him soaked the ground. There was a good bit coming out, even though plenty of seed remained inside him...and that amount was only bound to grow, as the next trio started to work on getting into position. And that meant he needed to as well...

And it continued the same way from there. Three was the limit of what he could handle, but he had to handle it several times in a row. About the only difference was whether he was on his hands and knees, or flipped over and hanging limply face-up as they buried their cocks into him. The former was definitely a more comfortable position, but the latter took a bit less energy out of him, welcome considering he was completely out of that. It also meant that when he came, the mess was on himself rather than a Mudsdale, which was a preferable position for him...he was a total mess of seed before long, there wasn't any part of him that wasn't soaked in some flavor of jizz. And they were indeed running him quite dry, his loads had gotten more pitiful with each release, and he wasn't sure if he had anything left in the tank by the time the herd was starting to thin around him.

The last trio had just pulled out of him, and he was flopped on the ground, panting hard. His limbs felt like rubber, his ass was leaking and not tightening down anymore, and his throat was hoarse from being reamed dry by cock after cock. It seemed like it was over, though...until he saw a massive shadow over him. Oh...he'd forgotten about the last one. The biggest one. David.

"You'd better not conk out before I've had my go, bitch."

Daniel rocked his head to the side wearily, and then turned over onto all fours and offered himself. David was at least as thick as two Mudsdales, so he was going to be put to the test again...at least he appeared to be on his own. "Go...ahead...sir..." he managed to rasp out, hoping that he could hold out for it. As he felt that blunt head position itself against his rear, he felt his limbs locking in place...well, Alex must have known he was in a rough state and taken pity on him. In a sense...

His mouth opened in a silent cry as he was brutally rammed into by that massive cock. Not just thicker, longer! It pierced deeper into him, right into that thick pool of seed that was resting in his gut. His claws scratched the ground as he felt himself orgasm again, though it was bone dry, not even a tiny dribble of seed left in him to escape. There would be plenty of that out his other end, at least...but it was going to take some time, even the endless teasing by Victor wasn't bringing a quick end to this romp. He could only stay there as he was pumped, over and over, by that massive stallion dong...each thrust was making him dizzy, it was starting to be a challenge just to stay alert. But he'd promised he would hold out long enough for David...

The strain was starting to wear on him, his body was aching all over from the constant use, and even though he remained hard the arousal was starting to feel a bit painful. His jaw shut tight as he willed himself to last out this round, at least he'd be done for a while after this...maybe. The thrusts rocked him around, making his gut lurch here and there as the massive glut of seed inside him actually sloshed around. He had to fight to make sure it stayed in there, it sure felt like it wanted to be pushed out and there was only one end it could go at the moment...that was NOT an experience he wanted to face.

"Still nice and tight after all my herd...a very nice treat." David sounded quite pleased with him, at least...he might have been tempted to say anything would be tight for him, but he wasn't opening his mouth for anything now. His moans could come through his closed muzzle just as easily...

The dizziness persisted, he was only halfway attending to the action as the other half focused on not letting him pass out. So he was completely caught off-guard when David blew, his eyes shooting wide open as he felt another gargantuan gush of seed race into his body. That monster was productive enough for ten! And it was making him swell out even more, his gut resting against the ground and even pushing it a bit as he was filled well beyond any reasonable capacity. And David was shoving in, snickering, making sure he had to take it all...it was so much, too much, he was sure he couldn't handle this all...

Mercy came, in the form of David pulling out and letting loose the rest of his spunk all over the Zoroark's body. It wasn't even possible to tell what was gushing out of him with all the load that was painting him, making him look more white than black. Daniel felt himself collapse finally, released from service as he was plastered with a seemingly endless cascade of horse semen, forced to drink in that musky scent as he gasped for air.

"Not bad, whore." David's voice sounded farther away than it was. "But you'll have to take me again when you're fresh, I want more of that tight hole you offer..." Daniel couldn't respond, but David didn't seem to need one as he trotted off. "Where's that Buneary, I wanna see if she stretches like her mother..."

From the table, Rose shuddered again as she vined herself to another climax. That had been such a wild sight! It looked like her work with the Zoroark had paid off, he'd taken so much cock and managed to get through it awake...though, he didn't look like he would be for much longer. "You should probably check on him, Milo...eh?" She looked over and saw empty space in the seat next to her. Where had he gone? She knew he had been watching, too...it definitely wasn't like him to lose interest. But maybe there was another reason.

To her left, Rowan was sitting, having just finished eating his food after finally getting a break from blowjobs and banging himself. "Hey, Rowan...can you help Daniel to his room?"

"Eh? Uh, sure, I guess...you're not going to?"

Rose looked back over to the room; Violet was laying on a table, Alex trying to guide David's beast of a cock into a hole that looked smaller than his urethra. "No way I can miss this."

---

"You sure you're all right?" Rowan was a bit concerned, considering how much Daniel was leaning on him as they made their way inside. He'd seen the Zoroark go through some rough trials before, but he'd never seen him this worn out - enough that he needed to lean on the young anthro Snivy just to walk. Thankfully all that working out was enough to make sure he could handle Daniel's weight - twinky as he might still have looked, he could hold his own.

He got nothing from Daniel other than a mumbled 'fine' that didn't exactly set him at ease. Still, although Daniel was walking gingerly, he didn't seem to be in visible pain, just wiped out. So hopefully leaving him in his room to sleep it off wasn't going to be a problem...no one else seemed to be worried, least of all Alex, and Rowan knew he would get involved if there was any reason to worry. At least, that was what the Snivy believed...it was how it usually seemed to go, anyway.

Soon enough they arrived at the doorway to Daniel and Milo's room. Rowan managed to get the door open for Daniel, and the Zoroark pulled himself up by the door frame and stumbled inside on his own. Rowan closed the door behind him, letting out a bit of a relieved sigh. With Milo having left and his escort duty done, he was off the hook with everything now. He could do whatever he wanted, no one was there to dictate to him or order him around. An odd sense of freedom, he'd rather thought the day would be spent almost as busy as Daniel, but he'd just had to bend over for a few Mudbrays on either end. Milo had even seemed a bit distracted, though for what reason he couldn't fathom...

His fingers went to the collar around his neck, rubbing it a bit. It was free to come off at any time when he was off-duty, and his fingers brushed the clasp, hesitating on it for a bit. Then he let go, leaving the collar in place.

Even if it's on my own terms...I kinda want to see if I'm as stretchy as he says I am. Let's see if I can find a dominant Mudsdale to go hard on me...

---

It was dark inside the room, and Daniel was stumbling around a bit. Granted, that wasn't because he couldn't see - his eyes were as keen in the dark as they were in the light, if not better - but more because his legs were so wobbly that it was hard to stay upright. The stretching and reaming had been intense, pleasurable, but had left his muscles like jelly, especially his legs and ass. If he was going to do this again, a lot of rest time would be highly preferable...but even with that considered, he wouldn't be hesitating much.

A movement from the other side of the room made him look up, and he gasped quietly. It was the last thing he expected to see - another Zoroark! For a moment, he was flummoxed and worried, thinking it was an intruder...but the scent that hit his nose was far too familiar for that to be the case. "M...master?"

"Shhh." The Zoroark stepped up to him, holding a claw up to his muzzle. That look in his eyes...Daniel was sure of it, it was Milo. He looked the spitting image of himself, almost...slightly less bulky, a bit thinner and taller by a smidgen, but very similar in appearance to him. Maybe that made sense, given that Milo was his son...and it was only just sinking in that Milo had evolved.

He saw Milo slip out of the room, and while plenty of questions were still on his mind, the fatigue was making it too hard for him to mull them over at the moment. He'd have to think more about it after he'd rested up...as he slumped onto his bed, though, his last thought was if he was just imagining it, or he'd noticed a collar around Milo's neck...one that looked just like his...

---

Night had fallen, but that didn't mean the fun had ended. Quite the opposite, people were still plenty active, whether it be frolicking or doing something less sexual. Milo's eyes were wandering over the different areas - one where Oliver was chatting with some Mudbrays on the couch; one where Victor was getting reamed by a Mudsdale while slobbering all over Gabe the Garchomp's dick; one where his brothers were playing a chase game with a couple of other Mudbrays; one where Rowan was using a mounting stand to take a rather aggressive-looking Mudsdale (and looking rather insistent about egging him on - a rather unexpected intensity from the Snivy, he'd have to investigate that further later); and then there was Laura handling the titanic David, while Alex and another Mudsdale were watching and stroking themselves.

Where he went would decide what happened to him. Relative safety, or...swallowing hard, he glanced between the different areas a couple more times, but in his mind he was pretty sure he knew where he was going to go, it was just working himself up to it. Eventually, though, he headed towards where the orgy was happening, his eyes darting between the various cocks that were hanging out ready for use. It wasn't long before he noticed Alex looking at him as he approached, almost scrutinizing him...then, he grinned and floated up to him, still looking him over. "Why, Pet, you're back already? That was a nice quick recovery, I'm impressed...you're really getting better at this!"

Milo kept his mouth shut and nodded, feeling his face redden a bit. He had to be careful, Alex could easily break the façade if he figured things out, and keeping this hidden this long had already been monumental...a sound did escape his mouth, a yip when he suddenly felt Alex's hand roughly play with his tailhole, jerking and pulling at it a bit before curling his hand into a fist and pounding it in.

"Ooh, nice and tight, too, you've really been doing your muscle exercises! I'm sure the others are going to appreciate that, heh..." Alex worked his arm in and out, focusing on tweaking the Zoroark's prostate and making him yip more, getting him nice and aroused. It didn't take long before Milo's cock was at full mast from the treatment. "And those endurance exercises Milo's been putting you through are really paying off, too, getting hard so quickly after all those orgasms!"

"Is that bitch back?" Milo's ears twitched as he heard one of the Mudsdales coming closer, the scent of earthen musk getting much stronger. He looked over, flushing a bit, it was definitely one of the ones that had been fucking Daniel before. "Hot damn, I was hoping to get another go at him. You done prepping him yet?"

"Oh, I don't need to do any preparation with him, he's all good to go," replied Alex with a grin. "But I do have something I want to try with him...how about you get down on your back, we'll let the bitch do the work this time."

"I like the way you think." The Mudsdale flashed an aggressive grin at Milo before getting down and rolling over, grunting a bit as his body was locked into position with his cock pointing straight up in the air. Alex gave him a look, and Milo nodded - he didn't need any extra explanation to figure out what was demanded of him. But he wasn't getting any help here, and that was a daunting cock for an asshole that hadn't taken anything since he'd evolved...

The Mudsdale was big enough for him to stand on, a good thing as he needed a nice solid foothold to get himself lined up on that horsecock. The flat head pressed against him, he had to clench his jaw to keep from crying out as he pushed it in, feeling himself stretch viciously wide...it felt different from when Azelf helped him stretch, this was so raw and powerful that it almost made him see stars. Oddly, though...he wasn't finding it painful, at least not more than trivially so, and once the head had parted his hole and sunk in he knew he was more or less home free - the flare wouldn't be that much harder to take.

Down he went, further and further, feeling the distension of his gut quite starkly. Never reaching the point where he couldn't handle it, but he felt it more clearly than he could remember feeling it as a Zorua, at least outside of those times where Alex had made sure he was stretched beyond normal. He could see the outline of the cock when he looked down...normally he would have needed some help to take that much, but here he was doing it more or less fine on his own. That was curious, but he wasn't complaining, not when he knew this was going to likely keep happening for a while...

Eventually he got as close to the base as he could while squatting down, panting a bit as he rested up for a moment. Oh, he felt so full, it had been a while since he'd felt like this, but it was good, very pleasant, and his twitching erection was proof enough of his own enjoyment. Still, it was intense enough that he needed to hold on for a second before starting to ride that dick...and that was apparently the cue for Alex to appear next to him, stroking that bulge. "My goodness, you have gotten to be a true expert at refreshing that tightness of yours. To think, after all those Mudsdales earlier, you could come back like you never got a finger up there in your life...Milo must have trained you QUITE well to accomplish that!"

Again Milo kept his mouth shut, desperately trying to keep his mind from betraying the reality. Though, Alex seemed to be awfully suggestive with the way he said that...but before he could dwell on that, the Azelf spoke again. "As impressive as that is, though, I have some other tricks that are even more incredible up my metaphorical sleeve...and now seems like the perfect time to try a new one out."

"Huh? A...new trick?" The voice that came out was a bit strained, which Milo hoped would obscure the difference in the tone compared to his father as he accidentally let his voice slip. Well, he had moans coming anyway...

"Mm, yes...something I've been working on, and wanting to try out now that I've gotten the first part of it down. Heh, I think you'll enjoy it, though you might question that at first...don't worry, I won't do anything I can't undo...when I'm good and ready." Alex moved his hand from that bulge to his side, and quite quickly Milo felt an odd discomfort in his gut, not related to the thick cock currently spearing him. It felt like something was twisting and reshaping in there, though he couldn't figure out what on earth Alex was doing that was related to that, he'd never done anything like this before...

A sharp sensation pulsed through his gonads, making him look down. Shock hit him as he saw what was happening - his cock and balls were shrinking! He felt something like a pull and pressure on them, dragging them inward and compressing them, making them get slowly smaller and smaller while he watched helplessly. This definitely wasn't something he'd ever seen Alex do before, or even hint at doing...but out of his mouth came not an objection, but a moan as his cock went flaccid and shrunk down even more quickly. The feeling, while uncomfortable, was flooding him with arousal, making his heart pound against his chest, making him NEED this somehow...

He wasn't the only one observing as his cock shrank away to nothing, and another twisting began. Milo's jaw clenched tighter and his eyes screwed shut as he felt something hot start to happen inside him, the changes being properly fulfilled and making him feel more lusty. He felt something parting between his legs, immediately felt a dripping that he momentarily feared was blood, but as he opened his eyes, he saw something very different, an opening in there that was trickling with wetness. The math was quickly done in his brain. A...a pussy? He...he turned me into...

Now it was clear. Alex had altered him according to his whim, taken away his dick without even asking, given him a cunt that could do nothing but take all the dick it could handle, and done so without providing the slightest hint of when or even if he would reverse the process. It was crazy, it was way beyond extreme, it was...the HOTTEST fucking thing he ever could have imagined. His body seemed to think so, too, he was twitching and convulsing in utter bliss, clutching that dick in his ass and making the Mudsdale snort and moan as his fat staff was massaged. Shaky moans were escaping Milo with each breath, he felt like he was on the edge of exploding and he hadn't even gotten anything in his new orifice.

"Oh, that's so perfect...nice and sensitive, and as smooth a process as I dreamed of!" Alex chuckled as he looked over Milo's alterations. "Truly I am a master. A pity that I can't make you fertile yet, that requires some more...active experimentation. But I can at least make sure you get pumped full enough to LOOK fertile..."

"Did someone suggest getting stuffed until they look like they're carrying an entire herd?" Milo's heart skipped another beat - David, the enormous Mudsdale leader of the herd, was coming forward! He could see his mother Laura laying with gluts of seed pouring out of her, having just been finished...and the look in David's eyes suggested he definitely hadn't had his fill of pussy yet. Ready or not, he was about to know just what his mother had felt like, except he hadn't had the fortune of years of experience taking huge honking dicks like that. He gave a nervous glance over at Alex, but the psychic was doing nothing to indicate he was going to help out.

This was going to be a hell of an introduction to vaginal sex. If he survived it.

"Ah, perfect! I was hoping you'd be the one to break in this new trick!" Alex patted David's side, grinning as eagerly as Milo had ever seen him. "After all, what better way to start with the gift I promised you during your stay? One of ours to use at your leisure for your entire stay, with a special trait you've perhaps rarely if ever come across before..."

"You did promise something exotic. This wasn't what I would have expected, but I can't think of much better. But I think I'm going to have to destroy that pussy you worked so hard to create before we can truly accept him...after all, I wouldn't want to find out he couldn't handle us."

"You and I are of very like minds, hehe. He's all ready for you...show him just what he can come to expect."

Milo gulped a bit as he saw the huge horse start to walk over him, tall enough that he barely had to lean back to avoid getting his head bumped. The enormous equine erection was coming towards him like a cannon in his face, and even more daunting since he knew it was going to go into a much more sensitive spot than that. Still...the way his heart was racing, it wasn't all fear. Maybe even mostly NOT fear, if the heat and wetness in his nethers was any additional help. He had a chance to speak up, say something to perhaps put a stop to this or at least get some aid, but somehow he found himself averse to that - the only action that seemed right was to lean back and spread himself as much as possible, using his own claws to stretch his cunt lips for entry. Considering he still had a sizable Mudsdale cock in his ass, that was easier said than done, but as that titan lined up, he was as open as he could get. He trembled slightly as the head lined up with him, still quite a bit larger than whatever opening he could make.

"Try not to scream too loud, bitch, I don't want anyone getting the wrong idea."

Before Milo could even think to respond, David bucked, slamming several inches of massive horsecock into that tight hole, the difference in size more than overcome by the sheer force applied. Milo slammed back against the Mudsdale he was laying on, mouth wide open but silent as he felt a cascade of reactions, pain then wild discomfort then unfathomable ecstasy as he hit an immediate climax. His twat tried to gush out its fluid, though it was all trapped by the enormous cock that had taken up residence inside him. Now free, his hands grabbed onto the Mudsdale below him, clutching tight as he rode out the wild, bizarrely unfamiliar orgasm.

Before he could even come to his senses, David pulled out a bit and thrust in further, making Milo's body swell quite visibly. The force of the entry shunted some of Milo's cum around that dick, even the tightness being no match for the pressure applied by that flat head. Once again, Milo's world crashed down in wild ecstasy - this was just the initial entry and he was cumming like crazy! Was this part of Alex's trick too?

There was no way he would find out, given that his mind wasn't about to get any breaks. David's mighty thrusts began to get more frequent, his cock pounding inevitably deeper into Milo every time, claiming that fresh cunt as his own. Other Mudsdales and other members of the family were starting to watch with interest - this was something quite different, and the way the Zoroark was reacting was quite enticing. If they were aware that something seemed different about the Zoroark than what they were familiar with, no indication of that was made.

It was almost as torturous as it was fantastic on Milo's end - never in his life had he even thought it possible to cum so quickly one after another, yet the sheer power of those redoubling peaks combined with the incredible stretch was almost too much. He was bucking and rocking insensibly, his body trying to twist and turn around that massive invader and accomplishing only the smallest of shifts that made that rough-surfaced horsedick light him on fire again and trigger more insane pleasure. It had quelled a bit from every thrust sending Milo over the edge again, but it was still too fast for him to come down from one pinnacle before he was sent to the next.

"I think the slut likes it," David rumbled in deliberate understatement. "Let's see what he thinks of this..." He reared back, and then suddenly plunged in harder, driving the last several inches inside and hilting in the Zoroark's snatch. Finally, Milo's voice found life in a breathless screech that no one would have mistaken for tormented, so laden with bliss that it sent a shiver of arousal through some of the onlookers. And from there the cries rang freely as David relentlessly slammed in and out, using most of the length of his dick to distort the fox's body over and over, reveling in the high-pitched cries squeaking out of his new toy as he drove the air out of him over and over...

Milo's mind had gone into full haze - all he could process was the unending pleasure and pressure, overwhelming him fully and completely. He was utterly insensible to anything going on around him or inside him...so when the throbbing from that thrusting staff started to pick up, he was in no way registering what that would mean. Only when it hit did it create another reaction - suddenly, Milo felt an enormous gush of potent Pokéseed punch into him, and his eyes rolled back as his body triggered yet another climax, even more powerful that the previous ones. The gush of fertile male essence sent him into an overclocked thrashing as his body tried to milk the male, though his tightness made any clenching all but impossible. All he could do was buck up and down with the parts of his body that were mobile, a repetitive cry of mindless euphoria squeaking out of him with what little air he could draw in as his midsection ballooned out drastically, making him look like he was pregnant with at least one full-sized Mudbray.

It didn't stay that way once David finally pulled out - a large amount of that cum came rushing out, unable to stay locked in with the sheer pressure it put on him. Not that David seemed to mind, as he nickered in amusement. "Even a self-emptying slut, just can't wait to be filled back up again. He's gonna be a lot of fun."

"My pleasure to provide!" Alex said with an expressive bow. "He's yours to use freely. If his master needs him for anything, I'm sure he'll come and find you...but I think you'll be just fine using him how you want as much as you want."

"Oh, we will. We certainly will." David admired his handiwork, the bitch was completely blown, swollen belly still feeding some seed out into the open, pussy stretched wide open yet still clearly not to the point where it was loose enough for a Mudsdale. "Why don't we play with our toy, boys? Let's see how well he handles a herd..."

---

Three days later, early in the morning, Alex got a rather welcome gift - a well-used Zoroark slut dumped in front of him. He had clearly had no shortage of activity, even that morning, with fresh spunk coating him and leaking from his cunt and ass.

"That was a boatload of fun." David was grinning as wide as that long face could grin as he bid Alex a parting nod. "Hope he's ready for more the next time we get the chance to come around. But I'm sure you can take care of that."

"Of course! I'm always happy to arrange the entertainment. Don't be strangers, now!" Alex bowed to the herd. "Our pastures are always open to you!"

"Oh, we'll be back around eventually. So, until next time..." David started off down the road, with his herd of Mudsdales and Mudbrays following in time, several of the other family members waving after having said their own goodbyes. Alex watched them off for a bit before using his psychic force to lift Milo to his feet. The fox looked pretty blissed out at the moment, like his brain hadn't quite rebooted yet, giving Alex a little snicker. With deft puppeteering, he maneuvered Milo inside, towards the Azelf's room.

Just as they got to the door, he heard a moan and felt Milo pull away a bit. "Mmph. I'm awake...I can walk."

"Oh, good. I was worried I'd have to get your brain backup, that they might literally have fucked them out of you."

Milo huffed, and Azelf grinned wider; there was that old attitude coming back through. "That would have been your fault for leaving me alone with them. Did you really have to leave me with them for all three days?"

Alex giggled. "No...but I wanted to. And don't try to tell me you weren't having a blast, I could feel your ecstasy from afar the entire time."

"I...well, it was...that's not the point. What makes you think I would have wanted to do that much? Or like...this?"

"Because, if you really didn't want it, you could have said so. You're not my pet, I had no rule that said that you couldn't refuse. And yet, the moment I started to play with you, I picked up on this sense of utter helplessness, total subservience to my commands...you imposed that limit on yourself, you removed your own will to resist. Such a total inner understanding of what makes a pet a pet, you had to know you were doing it."

Milo was quiet for a moment. "Well...I guess it was pretty fun. Even if I wasn't expecting it. But, I might've thought again if I knew that was what was going to happen..."

"Hee hee, really? Because I think you would have done exactly the same thing. You were gloriously willing to submit, even more than I expected...that was like heaven, feeling that aura from you. Oh, the possibilities..."

"Don't think I'm gonna be like this all the time," Milo remarked with a bit of tightness. "I'm still a dom...most of the time. Just because I liked this...that is...I don't want to do it all the time, just...sometimes."

Alex snickered at Milo, unfazed. "Such a fun attitude. You're huffy and reluctant now, but you were as eager a bitch in the heat of the moment as I've ever seen. You're going to be a lot of fun, maybe even more fun than your father."

"I dunno what you mean, he's still gonna be a lot more submissive."

"No, he's going to be submissive a lot more often. You, though, you're going to OWN it when you are. Maybe you're not going to be often, but when you get that urge and give yourself to it...oh, you'll do anything anyone wants, and with a smile on your face the whole time. You may posture before and after, but it'll be obvious to anyone that you love it...just like it's obvious to me that you loved every bit of what happened."

"I'm not sure I agree about the part about being the bitch the whole time..."

"Oh, I think you do. Because you didn't protest for a single moment, you didn't try to break away at any moment even though you weren't restrained, you just spread yourself wide and got stretched out like a good bitch. And..." Alex's fingers reached down to tweak Milo's clit, making him inhale sharply. "Despite the fact that you've had plenty of opportunity talking to me here, you've yet to ask for your cock back."

"Ah...th-that doesn't mean I don't want it back!"

"Of course not. But it is pretty telling...it shows the extent of your submission. That you can't fight the desires of those who dominate you. You aren't asking for it back because you're not allowed to...you have to wait until I decide to return it to you. And the best part is, this isn't anything I did to you...you imposed those rules on yourself, because that's exactly the way you wanted it." Alex's fingers continued to rub the clit and pussy lips, as Milo tried to be as neutral as possible but was unable to hide all his moans and breaths. "An interesting sign of maturity..."

"M-maturity?"

"Evolution is something that happens with age, but also with other events...life experience, training, special things like happiness or affection with some Pokémon...almost everything, though, involves some sort of maturity. And sometimes it's the mental maturity that does the trick best. I heard about your little thing with Rowan, how he asked you to dom him and own him sometimes. Letting himself be pushed into what he wanted...always appeared to just be totally submissive, but there's another side to him, one that's coming out more as he gets a little bolder. I wonder...was it just the new experience of having a new sub that brought you to this? Or...was it that you realized, and understood, that you could submit on your own terms, just like he did, and it wouldn't change who you were? That it didn't have to be forced on you...and that you could have that and still have your dominant urges as well? A mental maturation like that could certainly do it...perhaps it was both, shooting you well past your peers, I don't think I've ever heard of a Zorua evolving so young. I wonder if Rowan won't be far behind, with his growth from this as well...and the others, perhaps, are probably getting closer by the day as well."

Milo squirmed a bit. "Maybe...I...don't really know."

"Well, it's only speculation...and not important right now, it will happen when it happens. We'll have time. Mm, and speaking of having time, you're going to have a LOT more with me...I'm going to give you a taste of what I've showed your father over the years, only sometimes I'm gonna make sure you have this extra hole to get all that attention." He gave a little tug down there, making Milo yip slightly. "I'm glad you picked a collar like his...it looks good on you."

"Hmg...couldn't really...keep up the illusion if...it was different..." Even as it slipped off his tongue, Milo wasn't sure anymore if it was the illusion to others, or the illusion to himself. "Ah...y-you...did you...really...were you gonna do this...to dad?"

Alex snickered again, just the tiniest bit. "Not at all. I could sense it in him, the discomfort with the idea of that sort of thing...I knew he wouldn't enjoy it, and I wasn't going to do something to him that I knew he wouldn't like. You, though...not just no complaint, I don't think I've ever sensed such excitement from you. Perhaps not all from the act itself but partly from being pushed so far so quickly...and I know you won't object to hearing that it's a part of you for good...anytime I wish, I can swap you out, and you'll just have to stay that way until I switch you around again. And I won't make you stay this way, but you'll definitely get used to being in this form, since I have a lot of testing to do to make you fertile."

The fox's heart skipped a beat. "F-fertile?"

"Mmyes...does that make you nervous? Or maybe it makes you excited...the thought of me pumping you hard and seeding you with my spawn? Or maybe I'll tie you down, get your father riled up, and have him breed you relentlessly, I'm sure you'd both enjoy that. Or perhaps I'll have to give you some time alone with Gabe...after handling the Mudsdales without help, I'll bet you could take him to the hilt just fine, and maybe pop out some dragon whelps for him..."

A shudder crept up Milo's spine. It was hard not to envision it...his father and the Garchomp, using him like a breeding toy, flooding him full of their seed, fertilizing egg after egg and making him carry them...he felt a tingling and moistness down below, and winced slightly. That was so intentional...Alex was getting him all hot and bothered, knowing that he wouldn't be satisfied getting his cock back until he had that taken care of. And there was nothing he could do about it now, now that he felt that need pulsing through him.

Alex snickered again, and his hand finally left Milo's pussy, instead taking a light hold of the collar around his neck. "Well, let's go inside...I think I'd like to get some initial tests done, some baseline information."

For a moment, Milo contemplated telling Alex that he could walk just fine on his own, didn't need to be led around...but the slight pressure on his neck, it had an effect on him, one that quelled that snap reaction. And...he was okay with that. He could save that for when he took control again, right now it was more than okay to give in...and so with silence he let Alex lead him inside, where he knew without a doubt that he'd get plenty more experience with his new cunt before he went back to normal. Or at least the new state which was now his normal.