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I try and stifle another moan as I slide my fingers deeper into me, pumping my swollen member furiously as I kneel on the floor. It was too good to be true, I must have been the luckiest fox in the world.

On the closet floor, through the small crack, I could see clearly the titanic, throbbing member spurting out gobs of precum in amounts some guys shot out when they finished. I shiver as he lets out a low moan, his giant hand gliding up and down the massive thing.

It was so hard, so very very hard living alone with an actual dire wolf without wanting to jump his bone at every second. Lord knows he's teased me at every avenue, freeballing with those basketball shorts, walking around in a towel all the time, spreading his legs while we watched T.V. together, his softened member still long enough to snake down a pant leg; there was only so much I could take!

I groan as he takes out yet another toy. A pink fleshlight, the very same one I had stuffed his tongue into when the wolf had fallen asleep after fucking load after load into the poor thing. Honestly, that day I could have licked the floor, licked the wall directly behind the wolf's bed, the stained sheets, but hey go big or go home right?

It was amazing. The taste of his bitter-sweet jizz coating my tongue, I had cum in my pants, biting down on my tongue to keep from squealing like a common bitch. Though I guess I wasn't exactly the most dignified fox, so overcome by lust I'd hide in my roommate's closet, perving on him like some stalker.

He brings the toy to his muzzle, giving it a tentative sniff before giving a long slurp to the silicone hole. A long shiver runs down my spine as I imagine I was that toy. The long, slimy appendage teasing at my hole, each long and powerful stripe threatening to enter until- I gasp. With a loud schlllluurp, his fat tongue plunges in, drool dripping down the sides of his muzzle as he lubes it up in preparation to fuck it raw. I finger myself harder, pressing down on my g-spot as a weak attempt to imagine what it would feel like.

Saliva begins to drip from the other end of the toy, and I can see his tongue just peeking out. I bury my face in the closest thing to me. I take a breath to calm myself down. And then another breath. That overbearing, earthen musk that filled the room . . . it was similar, but tinged with the more potent, virile scent of cum. I pull my head back, and suddenly want to weep for joy. An old jockstrap, just under the shorts in the messy pile of dirty laundry.

I take the jockstrap, pressing my nose and taking a deep huff as I turn back to the show. The musk was dizzying, more than enough for me to cum from. Hell, I jerked off from huffing his old bath towel before. But he's gotten the toy down to the tip of his cock, and I'm not missing it for the world.

There's no ceremony as he plunges it down on his cock, the tip poking out from the other end as it only sinks down half his hardened length. Even only partially covered, he still leans back, moaning as a thick stream of pre shoots out, landing temptingly close to the closet. He begins to jack himself off with the toy, the wet squelching almost deafeningly loud as he pleasures himself to an unknown audience.

I can't help but imagine myself, or any other faceless bitch handled like that. Gripped, and forced to ride that giant cock. He's brought plenty of people home, and he wasn't subtle at all about making them scream out in ecstasy, cries of "too big!" and "won't fit!" soon melting into "don't stop!" and more garbled nonsense. Of course he always got bored of them. They'd pound at our door, begging in front of neighbors even for a taste of his cum. One last fuck. Hell, they'd settle to just lick his feet. Lucky whores didn't even know how fortunate they were to get picked up in the first place.

Would he get bored of me? Would he use me like a cumrag until I stank so much he'd throw me out? Before looking for another roommate that he'd eventually fuck?

I cum. I had stopped touching myself a while ago, too busy with the jockstrap and trying desperately to relieve that itch deep inside me. But I can't help but moan hard, going cross-eyed as I cum on his closet floor. I writhe on the floor in the cramped space as my whole body curls and convulses in what was a truly soul-shaking orgasm.

But I'm interrupted as the closet doors fly open, revealing a towering dire-wolf, silver-gray fur glowing as he looks down on me. He smiles down devilishly, and I feel a hard ball of fear form in the pit of my stomach.

"Already cumming, huh?" He says, smirking as he grabs me by the shirt with one hand, the other still working the fleshlight tirelessly. "Too bad. Was gonna aim my first load on the ground. See if you'd finally come out and lick it while you waste your bitch cum."

He throws me onto the bed effortlessly, bouncing hard but dead center. He only needs two steps to get back to me. "Pretty big load for such a subby slut. Too bad that baby batter's never gonna breed anyone."

I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. And what would? What excuse? I was mid-climax while high on his old underwear. But he really doesn't care, laying his larger member right on top of mine, displaying the sheer difference as slimy streaks of pre seep into my fur.

"Nah. The only thing you care about is getting this cock into you now, ain't that right?"

"Y . . . Yes." I say weakly. He smiles widely.

"Good. I need a new toy."

He lifts up my legs, each paw big enough to just about fully encompass each thigh. He lets his cock slide against my crack, thrusting a few times, god he was so big. A foot? It had to be more than that. He pulls back, and I can feel his tip catch on my hole before he starts to press into me.

"W-Wait!" For his credit, he does stop, an inch inside me, the sudden stretch burning my hole pleasantly. But he looks disappointed, maybe a bit exasperated.

"Jesus Christ, don't be a bitch. It'll fit. I've fucked tighter guys, and you've heard how they all scream. So man up and take it like the bitch you are." He says, pushing in another inch, drawing out a sharp cry from me. God, he got so thick so fast, and I would be lying if I said it felt like anything other than heaven.

"W-Wai, hah haaaah, I-I wanna-"

"What, wanna what."

"I-I wanna . . . touch you."

There's a heavy silence, but then the room fills with the low rumbling of the wolf laughing. "Damn, you've been holding out for months. Jerking off to dirty underwear, sweat stained socks, and cumming to the sound of me reaming other sluts, and you don't wanna get fucked silly?" He snorts. "Alright, go crazy."

He pulls out of me, and I feel my hole still slightly gaping just from the second he had his tip in me. I get up quickly as he sits down next to me, the bed groaning as his full weight rests on it. I straddle him, even in his lap my head only reaches his wide chest.

I take a moment just to admire him up close. A dire wolf, towering above seven feet, with the body and cock to match it. He looked lethal, chiseled but each muscle carefully trained and tightly wound around him. Even with his thick pelt of fur, there was no doubt he was chiseled. Past that, he's absolutely drop dead gorgeous, his features sharp and contained.

Almost subconsciously, I reach for his chest, my hands comically small in comparison as I massage the soft muscle. He flexes for me, his pecs turning rock hard for a second as my fingers dig into his thick pelt.

A thick hand wraps around the back of my head, and before I can even resist, he pushes me into his chest. "Heh, like my tits, eh? Man of good taste." He says as he thrust me into his massive chest. My nose fills with his scent, earthy and musky, the faint scent of sweat of sex making me dizzy. I inhale deeply, letting my tongue fall out and take a wet lick. He lets me kiss and lick him, moving my head wherever he pleased. He gives a pleased growl as I bite down, another when I take his hardened nipple into my mouth.

He keeps moving my face to the side until I was just next to his armpit before letting me go, leaning back and raising his arms for me. I feel my pathetic dick rise up valiantly at the sight.

I thrust my face into that musky pit, the heat overwhelming and the scent ten times stronger. I make out with it wetly, slobbering as I his sweat and musk coats my tongue, the heat actually making me light headed, though that only made me push in harder.

He suddenly grips my head and pulls roughly. I take a gasp of air. I'm not sure if I was being suffocated, but my whole body is tingling, dick leaking onto him. I can't think about it for long though, because he nudges me to the second pit, and again I dive in.

"Damn bitch, never had someone enjoy my BO." I'm pretty sure if I wasn't Frenching a sweaty pit, my face would be red from embarrassment. "You know I didn't take a shower after my workout, right?" I definitely know. And am infinitely grateful. "Heh, nasty slut."

I lick the other armpit clean, my whole muzzle by now damp with his scent. I move up, lapping up at his arm until I'm kissing his bulging bicep. Before I can do much else though, he grabs me again, turning my head before he mashes our muzzle together.

It's a punishing kiss, his tongue plunging into my maw, cheeks bulging with how big it was compared to my own diminutive body. I moan loudly into his muzzle as we make out, his slimy saliva pushed into my maw. He pulls back, strands of drool still connecting us before snapping.

"You stink." He says, smirking and growling lowly. He pushes me back down onto the bed, lifting my legs up again and throwing a pillow to support my lower back. "When I'm done with you though, you're gonna stink a whole lot more."

He lines his cock up to my hole again, and starts thrusting in shallowly.

"Things are gonna change around here, kit." He says, four inches in and punishingly thick already. "You get home, you get naked. My dirty jocks at most. I want access to your ass at all times." Another two inches sunk in. "When I get home from my work out, you're gonna lick me clean." He thrusts in hard, cramming in another three inches, god he might break me. "Then I'm gonna fuck you stupid." He pulls out to the tip, and rams back in, making me go cross eyed as he brutalizes my prostate. Another inch.

"If I bring someone home, you'll eat the cum out of their hole after licking my cock clean. I'll fuck you after, don't whine." Two more, god he's so big, I can feel my stomach bulging! "You can fuck whoever you want. Though I don't think any other cock can fuck you like how I'm gonna." He grips my hips and grinds in the last bit, his swollen knot resting on my hole.

I'm grinding my teeth, body shaking violently as he leisurely saws in and out of my body, behemoth cock pulverizing my prostate and just about every other nerve ending to oblivion. My whole body is convulsing as white-hot pleasure shoots up my spine, it was like a never-ending orgasm, hell I might have already have came, who knows.

He leans down over me, his entire body radiating heat, his scent suffocating. "Now I got one question." He presses his muzzle to mine, intimately. "Ready for me to breed your pussy full of pups?"

I was wrong. I curl inward to myself as I come hard onto my chest, letting out a soundless scream as my mind goes blank from the sensory overload. The dire wolf above me groans. "That's what I'm talking about!"

He pulls out of me before thrusting in violently, his pace absolutely feral as he rails my poor tailhole. I can barely hold onto my consciousness as his hips slam into mine before I even stopped shooting my own load. I'm a mess, gripping on the sheets and yelling out what I hope is "don't stop!" and not just gibberish. He was fucking me deeper, harder, and faster than anyone else ever had, I felt like I was either gonna cum again, soil myself, or blackout.

He leans down for another kiss, sticking his tongue all the way down my throat this time, and I figure out it's the first one.

Without much care for my own comfort, or even well-being, he continues his brutal pace for what seems like hours. He turns me on my back, to my side, forces me to ride him as he pulls me up and down like some sort of fleshlight, every single position I could possibly imagine, he was using. I had lost count of my own pathetic climaxes, my balls aching and my dick shooting blanks over the both of us, but at this point I was more worried about staying conscious until he finished.

"Damn, never fucked a bitch this hard before, you're gonna be real fun from now on." He growls out. "You ready for my knot?" I nod and try and mumble out a yes, but it's rhetorical anyway.

He slows his pace, but each powerful thrust into me is followed by him grinding his knot into me, the bulge in my stomach obscene. He goes again and again, each time sinking in just a bit further, my hole stretching just about as wide as it could without tearing in two.

He pulls out entirely, my ass gaping and leaking out thick gouts of pre. He grips tight on my shoulder, and he throws his entire weight against me as his cock rams itself back into my hole, knot slamming against the rim before slipping in with a deafening schllurp.

I throw my head back and scream as I'm thrown into another cock throbbing, toe curling orgasm, despite being able to shoot out nothing. His knot, like a bowling ball, is crushing my prostate, the pressure alone was way too much to bear, my vision was getting dark and blurry.

He throws his head back and howls loudly as I feel his entire member throb inside me before shooting molten hot cum into me, my stomach quickly bloating as he filled me to the brim. Thick rivers of cum slowly dribbled around his swollen knot as he continued to thrust in and out of me, shooting so much of his virile seed into me I was sure I was gonna end up pregnant. I certainly looked like I was.

He looks down at me, smirking. "Not a lot of people can take this knot you know." He rubs my swollen belly, lovingly. "Now you're gonna take it. Every. Single. Night."

And with one last blank, I black out.

Epilogue

"That wasn't too much, right Tony?" The dire wolf, Lukas, says to me from behind, still rubbing my belly. "Got kinda nervous when you blacked out."

"Nah, nah, that was . . ." I let out a content sigh. "That was amazing."

Months of teasing, a week of slow dating, and an even longer time just trying again and again with the wolf to be able to take all of him had culminated to the best night of sex in his life. He was pleased with himself that he didn't even need to ask for a break.

"Still, warn me if you're really that out of it." The wolf says, leaning down a nosing the top of my head. "Sex is fun with a _conscious_partner, babe."

"Haha, yeah sorry." I say, cuddling back into him, and immediately groaning as his still knotted cock shifts inside me. "So . . . think you'd be into actually making those rules a thing?"