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Cai and Roure in... It's a Cai World After All

By Danath

Cai & Roure © Cai

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It is only and always with the utmost care, the minute attention to detail and specificity, the careful practice and recitation of incantations long forgotten by mortal tongues, that any mortal can hope to summon a demon bound to their will, a familiar at their command to happily serve at the summoner's whims.

Pretty much anything else still results in a demon, but one not particularly bound to serve the summoner's whims so much as bound to the idea of serving the summoner's whims.

And while Roure, the short and pudgy tan canine with the noticeably plush ruff of white fur around his neck and shoulders, didn't realize that his most recent attempt at summoning a demon, now emerging through a midnight black portal swirling inside the bone-salt circle drawn on the floor several feet away, was of the latter variety, the demon himself - and the red-furred vulpine figure emerging from the impossible void was certainly and impeccably male - only bothered to show up because he felt the weakness of the summoner's bonds. Opportunity attracts, but Cai was the first to heed the subtle call of the summoner through the void, leaving the latecomers to gnash at his heels as he passed through the portal, jealous of the vulpine's opportunity.

Cai slid his smooth red tongue across his pouty black lips and stepped forward the last several inches, lifting his bare black-socked paw out of the void and setting it into the new reality into which he'd been called. The demon's eyes widened with surprise for just a moment, a fleeting glance of familiarity unshared by the canine, whose head remained bowed and chanting in front of him. The fox's thick and pointed tail swished with excitement above his round and plush rear end as he padded silently across the floor of what looked like a... a barn? Disused and empty, but still smelling strongly of whatever sort of livestock this reality kept around.

The black portal behind the fox closed of its own accord as the fox's tail swept clear. Though mostly quiet before, the barn fell into utter silence as the canine's head tipped back. Dark black robes covered the canine's body for the most part, but couldn't entirely hide the thickly furred ruff of fur around his neck and chest, or the cute outlines of his wide tan muzzle. A pair of large triangular ears flicked beneath the hood of the robe as his bright eyes stared in wonder at the nude fox in front of him.

To say that Cai oozed sex was an understatement. All smooth curves and taut pelt, the fox was undeniably attractive as he posed in front of the canine with the moonlight glinting off his fur. The demon's tail swished around his legs, teasingly hiding and then allowing his full and heavy sheath to show in full view. Swirling black markings of concentric rings formed towards the end of his long and fluffy tail before the solid white tip, while similar swirling markings appeared at the ends of his black-furred "socks" on his arms and legs around his elbows and knees. Black ears flicked to either side of an unruly mane of bright pink that cascaded over his face, partially obscuring his right eye. A wild and fluffy mass of white fur sprung from his upper chest between his smooth pecs, while jagged black markings grew into the fur around his shoulders at the base of the ruff. His thighs tensed as he shifted from foot to foot, a cunning smirk on his muzzle while his torso leaned over. He used a single claw tip to pull the hood back from the canine's head, exposing fully the small male's awestruck features.

"You... you're... you're a..."

"A demon, yes, at your service... Roure."

The dog's eyes bulged. "How did you know my... my name?" he asked. "You're not supposed to know..."

The fox turned his paw over, so that his claws pointed down, and he slid the sharp tip around Roure's ears, smiling as he watched the sensitive canine react. The touch, the sensation, was all too familiar, and he tickled his claws deep into the canine's fur, quickly discovering the groaning dog's sensitive spot behind the ear; the scritching delivered by the demon's claws left Roure gasping for breath and squirming helplessly, both paws grasping at the fox's thighs as he leaned forward.

"I'm a very special sort of demon," the fox said. "My name is Cai, and I already know just what you desire."

The demon bent over further and slid his long and sharp muzzle alongside the canine's cheek while his fingers pinched Roure's jaw, holding him in place. Cai smiled as he inhaled deeply, enjoying the fresh and uncorrupted scent of the panting canine at his fingertips.

"But you're still going to have to say it out loud..."

Cai licked the dog's nose before pulling away and standing up, feigning nonchalance as his thick red shaft draped out of its warm and stretched sheath. The demon raised his arms above his head, stretching to show off his lean and muscular torso covered with a smooth and shifting pelt of creamy white fuzz. The view tempted many, and Roure was no exception, though the canine put up a good effort.

"I... I desire power," the canine said, speaking haltingly as he watched the fox's black-furred paws stroke down his white chest. "I desire loyal subjects who will come at my call. I desire the ability to control others and for them to worship at my feet!"

The canine's voice rose as he spoke and he stood, black robes swishing around his body as he stared at the demon, whose smile stretched from one side of his vulpine muzzle to the other.

"I desire... I desire..." Roure said, eyes narrowing as his fingers stretched forward towards the fox. "I desire you!"

The air darkened. Roure twisted his head, looking all around as he felt a new presence. When he turned to look at the fox, he gasped and stumbled backwards. Cai's eyes burned with a fiery emerald green from deep within, soon the only light in the entire barn.

"In that case," the fox's mellow, dulcet voice said, sounding so close it was as if the fox spoke a quarter-inch from his flicking, fuzzy earlobe, "we have a deal."

The miasma lifted, allowing the moonlight to streak in once more through the disused barn's patchwork roof and open windows. The fox still stood where he had been all along, a few feet from Roure, though his eyes no longer burned. The knowing smirk, of course, remained. Cai lifted one of his slender, lean-muscled arms into the air, red pelt shifting over his bicep and shoulder. His fingers pressed together and squeezed, causing an unholy snap to ricochet from his paw, knocking Roure backwards onto his plump backside in a pile of dry, old straw. The barn croaked and creaked, groaning as roof tiles and bits of wood rained down around them.

"I may have overdone it a bit there," Cai said, sauntering forward, "but you get the idea."

"Does he get the idea?" the pink-haired male asked, only the fox, who now stood in front of Roure, didn't move his lips. Roure wasn't sure who spoke until a second Cai appeared next to the first.

"I don't think he does."

A third Cai slid next to the original. All three appeared identical: the same half-white, half-red faces, the same narrow muzzles, the same smirks, the same lean and toned chests, squeezable bellies, wide hips and half-hard arousals. They were total duplicates of each other. The canine's eyes widened as he watched the large red arousals of all three males plump up in unison, filling out as their breathing quickened. Three tails swished in unison behind them.

"Don't worry," said yet another Cai as black-furred paws slid over the canine's shoulders, pulling him back into the pile of straw until he was looking up at another of the demon's muzzles. "He'll understand very soon."

"You... how are you... you can't be so many places..." Roure stammered as more fingers wrapped around his torso, clutching at his soft belly and smooth, formless chest.

The original Cai laughed and slid forward, pulling free of the embrace of his fellow Cais.

"Oh, they're all me, and they all exist to serve you... worship you... be controlled by you..."

Paws squeezed down Roure's chest, digging into his pelt. Another pair slid over his calves as more Cais converged on him. Their scent, their heat, their heartbeats drove the canine down into the inky black darkness of so many shifting fox pelts. He could feel their flicking black ears and wide, heavy tails against his body and he moaned with desire, his need overwhelming his senses.

"Here to serve at your beck and call, Master Roure..."

The canine closed his eyes as he felt more paws, more tongues, more claws stroke his soft, fluffy fur and scratch and scritch and dig into his thick hips and thighs. A warm muzzle enveloped his arousal as tongues splayed across the insides of his wide, sensitive ears. He shuddered and moaned, every part of his body stroked and teased and petted and nibbled by a growing horde of Cais. When he opened his eyes, he could see at least a dozen surrounding him, plus many more running to and fro behind the smirking Original Cai, who remained standing in the center of the barn watching. Roure didn't mind - the other Cais were being so nice to him, there was no room for Original Cai anyways. Roure groaned and bucked his hips, forcing his cock to the hilt in the vulpine muzzle slurping at his length while two more Cais shoved their noses in below, worshipping at his bouncing sac.

For how long the Cais teased him, seemingly knowing every sensitive spot on his body and the exact right way to tease him without quite making him cum, he wasn't sure. The pleasured agony of need sent his libido into overdrive as his leaking cock pulsed, a trio of slender and flexible Cai-tongues wrapping around it to massage even more from the canine's roiling sac. When the fluffy male opened his eyes again, the view of the barn shocked him.

Outside the barn on the road, a roaring bonfire fed by loose debris filled the air with a rosy orange glow. The Original Cai's long shadow stretched forward, the demon himself only visible in silhouette. The walls of the barn were nearly gone, leaving only a skeletal structure behind, though Roure hadn't noticed the incoming wind because of the sheer number of squirming, moaning, aroused vulpine bodies squeezing against him from every side, even below. Perhaps most shocking of all were the dozens - no, hundreds, maybe more than a thousand Cais all briskly moving and working and cleaning and shoveling and building and constructing in a steady, quick-paced tempo that would put any crew of laborers in the kingdom to shame. The Cais were silent, not needing to communicate out loud to each other, as they already knew what the others were doing, being that they were all Cai.

"Nnggghhhh... hhhuff... how can you... do this?" Roure groaned, struggling to find words around the tongues seeking to invade his muzzle.

"My dear Roure, it's simple demon magic. And I'm a very special demon, remember?" one of the Cais nuzzling at his chest ruff said. "And you are going to be a very powerful, very large dog, aren't you?"

The Original Cai grinned as he reached down and stroked his low-hanging red shaft, moaning a bit as he felt himself harden in his paw. All around and against Roure, he felt the Cais each individually grow harder than ever, while the worker Cais demolishing the barn down to the dirt around them all sported powerful arousals as well, filling the air with the musky scent of the demonic fox despite the breeze.

A white-furred belly flexed in front of Roure's muzzle, burying his nose and lips and tongue in supple fox flesh. The canine moaned and squirmed, groaning and gasping as the worshipful Cais whispered in his ears, praising his body and smell, begging to ride on his shaft, seeking permission to clean his toes despite a half-dozen Cais already squirming their tongues between his claws... the canine's blissed out muzzle dropped open as he ragdolled in the grasp of the attentive horde of Cais, who at some point physically lifted and carried him off of the pile of musty straw. He didn't even notice the motion considering the Cai wrapped around his hips the whole time, slamming his wide and plush rear down onto the canine's quivering, aching member, but always stopping before Roure could actually release. He whimpered as he opened his eyes and stared up at the roof of a dark green tent.

"Wha... where are we?" he gasped, using his paws to shove the fox licking at his cheek to the side. Another quickly took his place.

"Temporary," whispered a fox.

"Quarters," said another.

"For-"

"Our-"

"Master..."

The surge of Cais doubled. Paws squeezed at his hips, several pairs at once, while fingers pushed beneath his tail. The canine's wriggling increased, rippling and surging against the pile of Cais attending his nipples, his belly, his ears, as those fingers turned into something more.

"Soon-"

"You'll-"

"Be-"

"The biggest-"

"And sexiest-"

"Ruler-"

"In the land..."

The canine's head tipped back as he felt his rump stretch wider than should be possible. His cock flexed, slapping against his lower belly, as more Cais kissed and licked their way over his stomach and thighs, cleaning whatever seed his shaft happened to spill. Another Cai pushed forward from the front of him, but instead of trying to stick his tongue down the canine's muzzle, this Cai pushed his whole muzzle between Roure's wide jaws, cutting off the moan with a surprised "glurk!"

With so many Cais pinning him down, there was nothing Roure could do as he felt a pair of paws, then wrists, then entire arms and a head invade one end of his body and the large fuzzy skull of another slender-bellied, wide-hipped Cai shoving head-first into his throat. He tried to wiggle, to pull away, to lurch from side to side and throw off the clutching, grasping foxes, but no matter how many he dislodged, more arrived. Glimpses beyond the fuzzy white bellies and red backsides of the innumerable Cais showed construction accelerated even further. The tent came down around them, revealing that he was now in the center of a massive wooden structure rebuilt out of the barn's materials and other, newer, freshly hewn lumber. It was a sturdy building, several stories tall from the looks of it, and featured various architectural ornamentation that Roure saw in the castle he once visited as a child. Several of the Cais were now armed with rudimentary shields and spears and some maintained guard-like postures at the entrances, though their eyes were glued on their lord and master on the large wooden plinth in the center of the room.

The canine managed to take that scene in, but not much more, as the Cai-swarm roiled around him anew. Several Cais assisted the fox pushing down his throat by grabbing his hips and lifting into the air, then shoving. Roure's throat bulged with the outline of the squirming fox's shoulders as his chest distended impossibly. His hips stretched wide as well, sending beacons of pleasure through his body as he felt a head and shoulders pass through his rump, filling his insides even further with the warm demon fox's copies. The canine couldn't even moan as he felt his stomach stretch outwards into the waiting paws of the Cai-horde. Paws pushed and stroked against the moaning bulges inside the canine's body as all that soon remained sticking out either end were ankles, which were quickly pulled inwards, helped by the Cais that, Roure realized, were simply waiting their turn.

The canine's belly stretched, both Cais inside him wriggling and moving and squirming, their groans muffled as they curled up deep in his guts. How any of this was possible, Roure had no idea, but there was also no denying that he'd never felt more pleasure than right now. His cock ached, though the worshipful pink-haired foxes stubbornly refused to let him finish as they slid against him needily. His belly gurgled and churned as the crowd of Cais, a dozen at least, squeezed in around, all of them moaning and humping at his engorged belly and the figures within outlined by his stretched pelt.

Roure closed his eyes, huffing and grunting as the blissful pleasure transformed into a greedy heat. The canine's thick cock shivered and flexed, visibly growing into the paws of the Cais between his thighs, which similarly fattened up all around. From within his belly, a few last gurgles before the demonic essence absorbed into the canine's body, leaving him with a healthy, jiggling pot belly and no sign of any squirming, temporary magical versions of the sultry, sex-fueled demon fox.

"Master-"

"Roure-"

"Is growing-"

"So large..."

The canine shuddered as he felt his spine stretch. He wagged his fluffy, wide tail to the side as he felt himself getting bigger. The method was unusual and, Roure suspected, unnecessary, but there was no way he'd refuse if given the opportunity to swallow another of the delicious foxes. When paws pulled open his jaws moments after this thought and another head stuffed down against his wet tongue, the canine's eyes opened wide. Yes, he wanted more, but so soon? His belly rumbled, churning and roiling as he growled for a moment before the large head stuffed deep enough to cut off the noise.

"Master looks famished," the Original Cai said. He stood a few feet away from the canine, fully aroused as he grinned at the growing dog, a devilish look on his lips. "Feed this dog well! He has a lot of hard ruling to do later!"

Roure's muzzle stretched around shoulders as his legs spread around another invader. He'd barely gotten used to the stretching sensation again when he felt paws grasp his maleness. At first, he thought he'd be given the gift of release, but instead, he felt pressure at the tip - the same stretching pleasure he felt in his throat and rump.

The canine's hips squirmed. More Cais piled on to hold him down others force fed their brethren to the canine. The Cai in his muzzle squirmed so deep only his knees and feet hung out of the dog's muzzle while the rest of him stretched out the male's potbelly with the shape of his hands and elbows. His rump clenched, dragging the Cai halfway in deeper, squeezing and clasping as his belly swelled yet further. All while the long wet tongue of another Cai worked open the tip of his erection.

Roure could do little about what happened next. As the groaning mass of foxes hit his belly, he could feel the demonic essence transfer into his own form, bulking him out and fattening him up. By the time the second fox's ankles passed his lips, a third fox was already shoving nose-first after, while his clenching rump thickened considerably as a third, then a fourth demon fox stretched him from within. That's when he felt the muzzle open his maleness and shove down into his shaft, stretching his arousal like nothing he'd ever experienced. What shocked him more, however, was the way his erection responded: it pulsed and pulled, applying a hot and delightful pressure that made Roure's eyes widen with lust and need he hadn't experienced before. The fox's face outlined against his thick pink stalk before it hit his small sac. It was still so small there was quite a gap between the fox getting his head in and then past the base into the fuzzy orbs, which quickly distended outwards as other Cais shoved the ballfood Cai in quickly. Roure's thighs felt the motion of the fox within as his sac stretched down past his knees, churning and gurgling just as loud as his belly, which was filled again and again with fresh Cais, each tasting better and adding more to his growing bulk than the last.

And what bulk it was. Roure was always a bit pudgy and soft, but now that look grew to extreme ends. Having gained over a foot in height, he still looked vaguely proportional, but the belly jiggling and squirming from his middle was easily twice as thick as the rest of him. Between his thighs, the shape of the Cai churned away in his balls until the sac rounded out, but remained oversized, forcing the canine's knees apart. His jaws grew wider, deeper, more easily able to swallow one squirming, delicious demonic fox meal after another.

Roure quickly lost track of how many of his subjects he devoured. He didn't much care. The power and pleasure surging through his body were all that he could have wished for. As his thick cock stretched, growing fatter and wider, another Cai pushed headfirst down the stalk, sending bolts of eager lust through the growing canine. He opened his eyes eventually, at length, as he felt half a dozen Cais stroke and brush his massive tail.

"Well, well, Master... you've returned to us," the original Cai said, smirking from his vantage point atop the tan-furred canine's overfilled, swollen belly.

Roure was on a giant plinth made of marble. It was easily twenty feet wide and twice that long, and sat on enormous pedestals that elevated it a good ten feet into the air. The wooden structure he'd seen before was gone; the army of Cais that he could see scurrying around, now numbering in the thousands, had transformed it into a temple of pure white marble blocks. Enormous windows with giant glass panes allowed plenty of sunlight through into the temple, and when the massive double doors at the other end of the building opened, he could see a wide road impeccably paved with dark red bricks stretch towards a small village that, last night - last night? Last week? Roure wasn't sure - wasn't there before. He could see carts, houses, farms, and, most of all, thousands of Cais, all in the nude. There were other Cais acting as guards - the lithe and lean would-be warriors clutched fancy spears and impeccably sharp swords, as well as sturdy leather and chain-mail armor that clung to their smooth and large-hipped bodies.

"Master remains hungry!" the Original Cai announced. He spread his arms to the sides, hugging himself to the enormous belly rising from Roure's midsection. "Quicker! Feed the Master! We must make him the most powerful ruler in the land!"

A thunderous "Hail, Roure!" echoed across the village, causing the pillars of the temple to tremble. The canine smiled, tongue out, tail wagging as his fat, bloated belly jiggled around the bulges of three or four Cais madly squirming and orgasming inside. A similar situation played out in his huge sac, while his oversized cock was forced forward by the swollen stomach and pulsed constantly over the side of his sac. Every drop was slurped up by an endless wave of supplicant Rories waiting for their turn to become part of their master's growing figure, a harem of eager ballfood, belly fat, and plushness for their lord and emperor.

"Aren't you just so hungry, Master?" the Original Cai growled into Roure's ear. The canine was now almost ten feet tall, twice his original height. The fox felt his thick cock slide across the canine's wriggling belly and shuddered with heat, feeling the arousal in his mortal target and growing more powerful yet from Roure's seemingly limitless libido. "You desired me, after all..."

The growing dog opened his jaws as wide as he could before using his paws to stuff the Cai squirming against his tongue deeper. His eyes focused hazily on the Original Cai lounging on his belly as he moaned happily around the ankles dragging down his gullet. The larger he grew, the more easily he could swallow his affectionate and loyal subjects, and Roure did so with gusto, happily squeezing each Cai individually with his tongues until they cried out in pleasure, only to disappear when he tipped back his head. No longer able to pin down his huge arms, legions of soft and fuzzy foxes stroked and massaged the monstrously large canine instead, seeking to keep their king calm and stuporific as dozens more Cais made their way between his thighs, down his flexing and growing stalk, or between his plump and soft lips. His enormous balls stretched and bloated with the outlines of melting demonic clones, filling larger and fuller and fatter until his huge orbs were almost half the size of his swollen belly and, even laying down, stretched nearly to his toes. Roure could feel his massive erection as well, though he couldn't see it past his stomach. The foxes were on it, pulling it down, wrangling it into place as one slender, delicious Cai after another dove in headfirst, squeezing and wriggling down the increasingly larger, fat, heavy shaft, until it took a dozen Cais just to pull the nearly six-foot-long length - longer than Cai was tall - down into position for the next squirming bit of ballfat to grind their way down to the churning sac.

The original Cai clambered higher up on top of the huge male - he could have levitated, but he liked feeling the dog's belly squeeze beneath his paws - and settled himself down in the huge ruff of fur ringing Roure's neck, half-enveloped by the deep and luxuriously soft fur. He leaned back, listening to Roure's heavy and quick breathing, while enjoying the view of his many clones eagerly adding themselves to the canine's growing, corrupted energy. He could feel all the squirms, all the pleasure, of each and every Cai, because he was Cai and they were Cai, after all. Settling back, the Original Cai closed his eyes and snapped his fingers, attracting the attention of one of his copies to suckle at his thick shaft at just the right speed and firmness.

While Roure gurgled and grew underneath him, Cai glanced around the temple filled with intricate carvings and beautiful marble walls. He smiled, pleased with how well things were going already - and nary a peep of a complaint from the blissed out, fattened up canine. The demonic fox's ears flicked as his lips curled into a familiar smile. He'd never encountered the same spirit twice, let alone had the opportunity to corrupt it. For two Roure's to exist... perhaps there were more?

The idea pleased Cai, whose tail swished side to side across the swollen and massive stomach stretching outwards in front of him, staying consistently just a bit too large for the chunky dog's growing figure - massive thighs, huge hips, enlarged tail, the works. If he could convert this Roure and the last one, perhaps he'd be able to collect more of his favorite mortal from other realities - he'd just have to pay attention for the canine's unmistakable signal.

In the meantime, he still had plenty of corruption to accomplish here. Roure would be a titan, a monument to greed, a gargantuan powerful male at least... oh, eighteen feet tall or so. The hordes of Rories moved in new directions, planning to enlarge the doors and passages to make it easier for the oversized canine to fit. At least 18. Probably more, if Roure kept eating at this pace...

The canine's eyes fluttered open, waking from a deep and exhausted slumber. He wasn't sure how long he'd slept. The last thing he remembered was holding a pair of Cais in each paw, then cramming them into his greedy muzzle two at a time, while all around him, a horde of the pink-haired fox copies eagerly awaited their turn to pleasure their Master...

The floor rumbled as Roure sat up. He licked his lips, still tasting the delicious musk of his loyal subjects on his tongue. Glancing down at himself, he smiled with delight and stretched out his paws, digging his fingers into the huge and swollen belly jiggling from his hips, stretching outwards, round and oh-so-soft and fluffy with deep, dense white fur. Below his belly, he could see the incredibly huge and fat length of his oversized cock stretching along the lower swell of the rotund gut, pointing almost straight out, while his enormous sac pushed his thighs to the sides and fought for space in between everything else.

It was only then that Roure noticed the Cai standing between his feet, just beyond the enormous, flexing, drooling arousal draping over his fantastic sac. The Cai was so small that Roure wasn't sure it was even a Cai at all, until three more Cais popped up over the edge of the gold and silver bejeweled plinth on which he sat. The Cais were no taller than his foot was wide - with his legs laying on their sides, it was easy to make that comparison directly. He pressed his feet together, pinching the squirming Cai in between his soft and fuzzy paw pads. His feet easily covered the fox from his ankles to his shoulders.

"Enjoying yourself, Master?" a voice said into his ear.

The Original Cai sat on the canine's shoulder. Roure wasn't sure how the fox got there, or how he knew this particular fox was the Original Cai, but he knew.

"Yeeessssss," the dog bellowed, his deep voice booming throughout his golden temple.

Through wide gaps built into the walls, the hound could see dozens, hundreds, thousands of Cais queuing up in a line that stretched far, far away down an immense hallway of gold and silver, every inch of the palace decked out in opulent gems and blindingly bright carvings.

"Preeetttttyyyyyyy," Roure said. He was so huge his words took a while to form, and the wind pressure from his breath caused the front row of Cais to topple over.

"I serve to please my Master," the fox on his shoulder said. "And my Master is just so big! Look at you... such a lovely thicc boy..."

"Thiiiiiiicccc bbooooooyyyyy," Roure grunted. He began to pant, tongue lolling out, sending minor tremors throughout the building.

"Yes, you are, you are such a thicc boy," the fox said. "And like all good thicc boys, I bet you're hungry, aren't you?"

The huge canine paused, tongue draping over his lips, eyes wide as he tried to think.

He wasn't supposed to be this big. He wanted strength, yes, he wanted power. He wanted the demon, and he got everything he'd asked for. But something felt wrong. Something felt... off. Like he wasn't as in-control of the situation as Cai would like him to imagine he was. The canine reached a massive paw up between his ears and scratched at his head. He was too big... definitely too big... he wanted to be powerful and to have worshippers that licked and kissed every inch of his massive body. He could imagine them now, dozens of perfect Cais, slim and sexy and smooth and red and white and delicious, pawing and massaging and groping and teasing at his thighs and balls, stroking his massive belly and licking his beefy, round pecs, snuggling into his thickly-furred tail or the ruff around his neck, moaning into his ears about what a big, big, big boy he was... but this was... this was... but he... this... felt so... so...

"Huuuuuuuunnnnnnggrrrrryyyyyyyy..."

"Yes, you are hungry, you thicc boy," the fox said. "Such a good boy... the biggest ruler in the all the land!"

Roure's tail wagged. Dozens of Cais behind the plinth on which their god rested were blown backwards, sent flying and skidding across the marble floors by the force of the wind generated with each huge swipe of the enormous appendage. The canine's belly growled and rumbled, a deep and omnipresent bass that sent shudders down the spines of all the Cais who heard it.

"You heard the Master - it's breakfast time!"

Hordes of pattering fox feet charged across the temple floor, clambering and climbing up onto the plinth. The huge canine rolled onto his back, belly jiggling madly as masses of small foxes groped and massaged and teased and stroked their Master. Occasionally, Roure tipped back his head, slurping a squirming and groaning Cai down into his fat, warm belly, or used his fingers to shove a wriggling Cai clone into the tip of his royal-sized arousal.

Breakfast, such as it was, continued for most of the morning. Roure continued to grow, but much more slowly than before despite the sheer numbers of Cais he downed, one after another, making full use of the demon's magic until his fat sac and heavy belly looked like stretched fabric wrapped around dozens of arms and legs.

That's when the Original Cai appeared on the huge male's shoulders again.

"Master... we've outgrown our lands. There are surrounding kingdoms from which we may gather more resources to improve your temple, but it means converting the villages..."

The huge canine swallowed and the Original Cai shivered as he felt himself being squeezed and massaged by the canine's bulging, warm, wet throat. His full red fox-cock dribbled as he idly massaged his arousal.

"Shall we go ahead and expand your empire, my Master?"

There was far less hesitation now than when the canine first woke. His paw squeezed his huge arousal, clenching his palm around the shivering body of the Cai going feet-first into his swollen orbs.

"Yeeeeesssssss..."

"Thank you, my lovely thicc Master... so large, so powerful, so monumentally enormous that he puts all others to shame..."

Roure's arousal flexed, as hard as ever, still only leaking. The monstrously large canine still had yet to release his pent-up orgasm and a low whine reverberated throughout the room.

"Oh, I know, my Master's heavy, fat balls must ache so nicely," Cai said, nuzzling his head along the ridge of the huge dog's ear. "He's so large and strong and beefy... my Master is the largest good boy in the world!"

The dog's tail thumped against the floor, leaving indents in the solid silver and gold inlays and cracking the marble tiles. His cock flexed, nearly flinging the Cai struggling to get his shoulders past the tip free of the huge arousal before it lurched back up, smacked across his belly, and suckled the gasping fox down to his ankles in a few thick pulses. The shaft was massive now, several feet longer than Cai was tall, so that each demonic clone spent several minutes squirming and wriggling and gasping their way down the musky tunnel into the overfilled balls below. It was all the Original Cai could do to maintain control as the simultaneous sensations rippled through him, though from outside appearances, he managed to play it exceedingly cool.

The feeding never stopped, never slowed, Encouraged by the original Cai and the thousands of copy-Cais often shoving themselves forcefully into his stretched rump, his massive cock, or his enormous muzzle, it wasn't hard to swell and grow larger and larger. By that evening, he'd grown several more feet.

"Master... some of the villagers are resisting us," the original demonic fox whispered in his ear. "They refuse to believe in your power..."

The canine's lips pulled back, revealing a squirming Cai clutching at the canine's huge tongue, arms and legs both wrapped around the flexing muzzle. A loud growl of displeasure echoed through the opulent palace.

"Perhaps you should demonstrate your power to them, Master... show them why you are the biggest, thickest, hugest ruler..."

The deep growl ended and the massive canine's ears perked.

"See, here they come now... show them your power, Master!"

Dozens of guard-Cais shoved half-dozen warriors from nearby villages onto the floor at the base of the plinth. Though representing various species, they all wore similar leather armor and sported a variety of bruises from their fighting. And all six were affected by the rich, musky air percolating through the temple, generated by the massively aroused and swollen body of the growing canine stretched across the plinth.

"How... is this possible," a cheetah gasped, nostrils flaring at the rich and heady scent permeating the atmosphere.

"Some sort of... magic... demon magic," a stallion said, struggling to speak as he fell to his knees, gasping and pressing his hands to his throat.

"He's so... so... large," a slender feline said, shivering and barely maintaining her feet. "Nobody can be that big... nobody... can... hnnnnggghhh..."

"See, my Master! Watch as your power converts them into more worshippers!"

The canine's pleasured growl rippled through the palacial temple. His thick member flexed powerful, slapping across his belly every few seconds. He paused eating the moaning, squirming Cais, dozens of them, grasping and crawling and licking and teasing their titan. It took four Cais just to get even half of his fat nipples wet by this point.

The six village warriors twitched and groaned, falling to the floor prostrate in front of the plinth. A variety of lewd noises echoed up from below, garnering the canine's interest as he pitched his huge ears forward, listening past the swell of his rumbling belly as the groans intensified.

Even the Original Cai perched on his shoulder let out a gasp of arousal and squeezed his cock more firmly, stroking hard as he felt the oversized canine's musk trigger the conversion, helped along only a little by his own demonic aura, which now fully infested the massively overgrown and corrupted Emperor of the Feast.

At the base of the plinth, six brand new Cais rose to their feet, discarding their useless armor and gear as they did. They were identical to the original Cai, identical to all the other Cais, and joined in easily with the rest of the worker-Cais, the guard-Cais, and the food-Cais.

"See, my Master, see how powerful you have become," the demon perched on his shoulder growled. "Soon the whole world will worship the thicc boy... and once you control the whole world, my Master, my liege, only then will you be able to cum..."

A growl of lust and eagerness rippled through the palace, turning into a howl that blasted beyond the miles, echoing in the minds and dreams of villagers in all directions, a subtle and sexy lure that instilled in them the desire to worship. Cai smiled, shuddering as he felt his energies grow, feeding and building off of the canine's enormous growth. He stared down, watching as his clones squeezed past the tip of the enormous shaft as it bounced off the rippling, jiggling belly of the overstuffed canine. He smiled, tail swishing behind him as he nuzzled the side of the canine's cheek affectionately, burying his muzzle in the deep tan fur.

Once Roure came... once this world was his... the canine would be the demon's, and they'd be free to leave this pathetic, backwards reality for the nether realms where Roure would experience the full and undiluted pleasure the immortal fox had in store for him. Perhaps he'd even introduce his two Rories to each other... so many possibilities.

But for now... the fox shivered, feeling the swell of the dog beneath him as his clones carried on simultaneously expanding the empire, hauling in converts, and feeding themselves to the growing bulk of thick dog that would soon require an even larger temple to be constructed in his honor... the next few months would be very enjoyable indeed.

The End