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Ravager

By Danath

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"That's it, slut! Go on and squeeze those cheeks for me!"

"Oh, yes! Ahhhh!"

A smack perked up the squirming wolf's ears as a huge paw glanced off his pert, round rump. The paw came back down almost immediately, spreading fingers across the wide tush and digging in until the dark gray pelt of soft fur dimpled, eliciting another groan of desire from the wolf facedown across the metal desk. The wolf's hard maleness fired off, splattering a weak stream of jizz across the floor, as the other paw wrapped around his bulging belly. It dragged him backwards as muscular hips drove forward, spreading his cheeks apart and driving a massive shaft between them. The onyx length glistened, wet with seed dripping around the large veins, rising from the damp white fur of the lupine sheath.

"Nnnnngghh... fuck, yeah... here comes the third load, slut, just like I promised!"

The wolf's belly bloated and his eyes squeezed shut as a fountain of jizz sprayed from his muzzle and nostrils. The enormous, powerful paws wrapped around his hips and stomach, squeezing mercilessly as the thick onyx shaft plunged in over and over, accompanied by a fountain potent seed each time.

"A little more... ought to do it... and turn your sorry ass into a permanent... fucktoy - and I didn't even have to knot ya!"

The wolf's eyes popped open and he wiggled again, ears flipping up and down, tail smacking at the impossibly large forearms of the sand-colored fox. They bulged with muscles, clenching with each tug-and-thrust, so that the fat knot at the base of the onyx shaft teased the twisting wolf's rump with its size. Gasping and spluttering, the wolf's urgent wiggles changed pace. His eyes glazed over as he came again, his lips parting to plead for more despite himself.

"Daddy, please!"

Was that his voice, the wolf wondered? So high-pitched and desperate? Had he always been like this? No... no, there was something else...

The wolf's eyes gazed past the desk and around the room as his whole body lurched forward with every slam of the vulpine hips up against his own. There were posters for ribald films on the walls and old filing cabinets covered in dust. In the center of the room, past the metal desk, was a poker table. The chips were scattered across the floor thanks to the presence of a skinny, thick-hipped raccoon, who was currently trembling and moaning as a steady flow of unmistakably potent fox cum leaked out of his backside. His arms draped over the edge, one batting against the muzzle of spotted snow leopard sprawled across the floor in a similar state.

"Four times? This slut can't get enough of me!" the fox growled, eyes bright despite the shadow cast across his face by the single hanging bulb behind his head. "In that case, let's switch things up!"

The fox's hips pulled backwards, dragging the thick shaft free. The round tip flexed upwards as it released a spray of seed that splattered the wolf's backside up to his ears. The canine's muzzle opened in a whine as huge paws grasped his hips and shoulders, dragging him over and flipping him around, before the enormous tip plugged his lips and muffled the eager moans.

"Nnfff... that's right, wolfy, open that slut-muzzle wide and show me what a cockhungry little twink you are," the fox grunted, flexing his biceps as he dragged the wolf down his shaft, stretching the male's muzzle to its very limits as a visible bulge squeezed deeper into the upturned lupine throat. "And don't worry about all that size you lost. It's being put to much better use growin' my dick! Hah!"

The wolf's eyes bulged and his claws scraped over the metal desk to either side of his hips as the wolf's knot surged against his muzzle, forcing his lips to stretch and draw tight. The fox's dark black paws and forearms curled lower, caressing the wolf's distended torso and neck, as the gurgling male's belly bloated with just the first few pumps of raw, forceful cream.

The fox's hulking shoulders squeezed in around his neck as he licked his lips, a lustful smile plastered across his face. The giant towered over seven and a half feet tall with sprawling boulders for shoulders that more than matched his height. His pecs formed deep crevices, two ballooned up mounds of muscle jouncing and lifting as the fox's body trembled with the pleasure of satisfying his oversexed body in such a happy manner.

"Fuck... you sluts are even better than the Shellis Clan was."

The wolf's eyes popped open at the mention of his bitter enemy.

"Oh, still awake?" the wolf grunted, his thickness still impaling the wolf from tip of his muzzle to his belly, with another foot or more still throbbing beyond the twink's stretched lips. "Yeah, don't worry, wolfslut. I fucked my way through their entire gang first before dicking yours like a bunch of cockhounds. If it makes you feel any better, it's 'cuz I thought you'd all be tougher, so I wanted to beef up first."

The wolf's belly expanded further as the fox's muscular body jerked, twitching, still erupting deep inside. Two solid, unending drizzles of cum flared the lupine nostrils, sending twin arcs of hot, white spooge across his own chest and belly like a fountain. The fox grunted one last time and, breathing hard, began the arduous process of dragging his immense maleness free of the wolf's twitching throat. A welling up of warm seed followed, flooding over the wolf's face as he gasped and spluttered, chest heaving as much as his belly wobbled.

"Now on to my last stop of the night," the fox said, grinning as he let his shaft dribble above the wolf's head, adding just a bit extra onto the overwhelming mess. "You might hate them even more than I do. Granite Forest Club ring any bells?"

The wolf's large eyes opened as he panted, tongue hanging over the side of his muzzle. Seed dripped from every hair on his head and neck as he swallowed hard, trying to keep down the massive load sloshing around his belly. Full, dark lips formed into a pout as he lifted his paws, stretching them forward to stroke the enormous sac draping over the fox's rigid thighs.

"Nnnggh... Daddy... please... one more..."

"Sorry, slut. Time for Daddy to disappear. S'about time for the cops to show up."

The enormous fox turned and squeezed his way out of the door to the seed-soaked office and trio of well-abused twinkboys, keeping his half-hard length squeezed down against his rippled thigh and bulging calf.

"Hey! Hold it right there! Police!"

The fox stopped, shoulders bunching momentarily, before turning slowly. His fat maleness slapped against the wall and slid along with his wide, turning hips, leaving a wide, drooling drizzle of cum on the faded off-white paint. He grinned down at the short police officer in full uniform brandishing a pistol, and bounced his pecs.

"Evening, officer," he said, his deep and rumbling voice bouncing off the walls, past the open door inside which the trio of crime bosses turned twinks lay gasping for breath. "Don't mind me, just passing through. Found some fellas inside with a whole lotta drugs. You might wanna check it out."

The rabbit's ears pitched forward as he took a few steps closer to the open door. His weapon didn't waver from the center of the fox's chest as he took a quick peek inside, though his eyes widened even further and he took those same few steps back even quicker.

"What... what did you do?" the rabbit asked, his voice a gasp. His nostrils twitched as a powerful musk seeped deep into his brain.

The enormous, muscular fox's thick maleness trembled, bouncing slightly off of his thighs and pumpkin-sized sac, which dropped to just above his knees and kept the length from laying flat. A spurt of seed drizzled out of the tip and between his huge feet.

"I just made sure they'd be an easy capture for the city's finest," the fox growled. "Now, officer, if you'll excuse me, I've got one more visit tonight before my work's complete."

The rabbit's knees went and he landed shoulder-first into the wall in an attempt to remain upright.

"Wha- what's thisss," he slurred, ears drooping over his pale brown fur.

"Oh, you got a nose for it, huh?" the big musclebound kit grunted. The fox reached down, wrapping his thick fingers around the onyx pole, squeezing the glistening flesh from tip to base for the rabbit's unyielding gaze. "It works especially well on the sluts who like this sorta thing from the get-go," the fox continued, lips curling into a twisted grin to show off all of his fangs. The rabbit moaned, and a wet spot appeared in the front of his uniform issue pants. "Be seeing you, officer."

"No, wa- wait! You're under ah... un... unngggghhh..."

The rabbit pitched forward gasping as another orgasm triggered. He tried to hold himself up with a paw as his gun clattered to the floor and reached instead for the radio on his shoulder.

"Backup! I need ba-backup! Four-oh-nine Watercress - and bring a clean uniform!"t

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"Hey, listen - Shellis was wiped out."

"No shit?"

"No shit. Boss is calling all hands in. Gonna be a busy night."

"Why's he getting excited?"

"New territory just opened up. Wants to claim it first."

A tall and broad-shouldered lion in a well-worn leather jacket reached out a gloved paw and knocked on the heavy iron door, a relic from a bank someone installed years ago. A red light on an intercom set next to the door blinked.

"It's us."

"Shard?"

"Yeah, me 'n Thom."

"What's the password?"

"Fuck you, is the password. It's us. Let us in."

"Fuck me? Nah, fuck you two. Boss's orders. No password, you ain't getting in."

Shard, the lion, glanced at Thom, an equally tall and intimidating stallion. A flickering lime-green neon light spelling out "Granite City" above the door cast a glow on their upper bodies, illuminating the small area around them, while the rest of the street was cast in complete darkness.

The stallion shrugged.

"Well, fuck."

The lion dug into the pocket of his leather jacket and pinched out a phone. Tapping the screen with the tips of his fingers, he fired off a text and then waited.

"Yo, what's the password, Shard?" the voice on the intercom asked.

"Go fuck yerself."

The red light continued to blink.

The lion's phone buzzed.

"Marble fruitcake. The fuck is marble fruitcake?"

The door made a few noisy clanks before swinging open, revealing a lanky cougar on the other side. He wore a pair of blue jeans and a black shirt. Several piercings glinted in the corners of his ears, but the most striking accessory on the lean feline's body was the large revolver tucked into the front of his pants and held up by the belt.

"It's the password, fucko," he said.

Shard and Thom regarded the cougar as they passed, nodding their heads as the slightly shorter feline did the same, and headed through a short, dark hallway. It opened up into a large bar, and while it would normally be the scene of considerable drunken rowdiness, at the moment, only a dozen or so of the biggest and toughest members of the "social club" were on hand, along with the boss, who made the rest of the rough crew look like high school kids.

"Thank fuck, Shard and Thom have finally graced us with their fuckin' presence," the boss said. A pair of huge green nostrils flared as the equally massive head to which they were attached tipped down, a few specks of foam still hanging on his lips. "Now we can fuckin' get started."

"Sorry, boss," the late duo said in unison. Neither wanted to get on the bad side of the enormous dragon who was already reaching for another glass provided by the loutish weasel hanging out behind the bar.

The dragon's black shirt clung to his impressive torso, outlining the bulk of his pecs and biceps as he stretched backwards, draining the second mug as though it were a mere sip. He slammed the glass back on the counter and whipped his long, heavily-scaled tail behind him.

"Alright, you all know your jobs, so get out there while I explain it all again to these fuckheads."

The crew shuffled off to their various postings as Shard and Thom glanced at each other again. Eventually, the lion spoke up as the dragon reached for another cup.

"What's going on?"

"Shellis got wiped out."

"We heard. Ain't that good news?"

The dragon paused, glass halfway to his muzzle, and turned an eye towards the lion, the brow of which curled down disdainfully.

"Good fucking news, oh, it's wonderful fucking news, you fucking idiot," he growled, before tipping back the glass. "No, of course it ain't good fucking news!"

The lion stared at his feet as the dragon stood up, bearing over the feline and equine henchmen alike at well over 9 feet tall.

"You didn't let me finish. Shellis got wiped, and so did South City."

The stallion spoke for the first time since entering the room.

"Oh, that's bad news."

The dragon's skull turned slowly towards the horse, a ghastly grin revealing an assortment of sharp white fangs.

"See? This fucker gets it!"

The lion glanced at Thom, who shrugged. "We could have split Shellis if it was between us and South. But if South got wiped too, there's a bigger player in town."

The lion's eyes widened. "And we're next?"

The dragon laughed and leaned back, waving to the weasel behind the bar to bring him another.

"He finally gets it! Congratu-fucking-lations. You're a genius."

"So what are we doing?"

"What can we do? Gotta sit here and tough it out. Got our best guys here, and our runners spreading the word fast as they can to hide the shit and keep everything on the lowdown until they get word."

The lion's grimace made the dragon laugh even louder.

"Yeah, you're right," the boss said, grabbing the handle of the next drink. "We're fucked, aren't we?"

A huge hole appeared in the wall behind the bar. The weasel went flying as a cloud of dust and debris rained outwards. Shard, Thom, and the boss remained on their feet, watching in disbelief as a figure emerged from the wreckage of the wall.

"Oh, you're fucked, all right."

The voice boomed deep and masculine. Instant shivers rolled down the spines of the three males as a cloud of pheromones and musk blew into the room, filling the air and raising the temperature inside the bar by several degrees. The outline, an impossibly huge and muscular silhouette, revealed finer details as the immense figure stomped forward, led by the terror-inducing girth of a fully-aroused maleness as long as the behemoth's forearm and twice as thick. Jostling back and forth across taut hamstrings rolled a pair of orbs each as big as the muscular fox's black-socked fists put together. It flexed upwards, huge veins straining across the warm, musky skin, raising the tip past his bulging pectorals before it dropped, releasing an oozing burst of thick white seed as it did, much of which rolled down the thick shaft to drip from the plump, cream-furred testicles stretching larger by the moment. His abdominals creased, dragging his deep white fur into the intersections criss-crossing his torso, while both arms lifted and curled, squeezing his awe-inspiring biceps to the point he could barely get his fingers to touch his ears.

Despite his size, he was no slouch in speed, though the dazing effect of his incredible masculinity helped as well. The fox grunted, appearing in front of Shard in a few lunging steps. The force of his motions swung his cock like a bat at the side of the lion's head. The feline's eyes snapped open as the warm, heavy stalk flattened across the side of his muzzle and cheek, obscuring his vision as his head sunk into the wet and firm flesh. The smack as the huge cock recoiled echoed through the air, followed by a crash and groan. The lion, flung backwards, landed across a table and rolled into another, bringing down what little furniture was left in the dimly lit dive bar.

Without stopping, the fox's hips swung around. A huge splatter of seed flung in an arc as the fox growled, coating the boss in a load several times what even he could produce. The boss stared, dumbstruck, as the fox's incredible arousal glistened, flattening against the side of the stallion's head and producing similar results.

With no henchmen left to call on, the boss narrowed his eyes, glancing side to side as a pair of groans turned into gasps and wheezes.

"Who the fuck... are you?" the dragon snorted, trying to maintain his composure as the glare of the fox's eyes turned on him.

"Me? Oh, I'm no one important," the fox said, looming over the dark green dragon, who, despite his own size and strength, shrunk in front of the fearsomely muscular vulpine pecs twitching a foot from his face.

The thick onyx shaft curved upwards and slapped against the black t-shirt squeezing in around the dragon's chest. A splurt of seed soaked across his shoulders and sides, drizzling down his arms as he gaped in amazement.

"You... wiped out... Shellis..."

"Uh huh."

Throb.

"And South."

"Guilty."

Throb.

"And now... now... us?"

"Got it in one," the fox grunted, leaning over until the dragon's long muzzle squeezed into the mounds of his pecs, while his shaft slid upwards, a warm weight pushing the scaled male away.

"Hnnnngghhhhh," said the dragon, clearly on the verge of losing any sense of what he was saying, "why?"

The fox's large black-furred paw swept around, cradling the back of the dragon's head, forcing the muscular dragon to inhale the waves of musk emanating from his oversexed body.

"Because I was told your three gangs were the strongest. Now, shut up and get to work, slut."

The dragon's eyes were different when he finally pulled himself free of the fox's chest. They glistened, wider and brighter in color than before. His claws stretched out, groping at the fox's belly and pecs as a large wet spot grew in his jeans. His claws groped lower, finding the massive arousal pressing against his torso and belly, and he hugged it against his chest, shuddering as the tip squeezed into his neck and delivered a thick blast of what was turning out to be an endless supply of the best smelling, tasting, feeling jizz he'd ever... ever...

The dragon's chest heaved as he shook and trembled, another orgasm making his knees quake. He dropped in front of the titanic fox, whimpering as he pressed himself in against the superior male's thighs, unable to help but prostrate himself as the muscular titan's claws grasped his hips.

"Good boy. I could tell you'd enjoy this."

The dragon's muzzle opened and a high-pitched groan squealed from his outstretched tongue. He clamped his lips shut, but couldn't contain the need to vocalize himself for more than a few moments. The fox's lips twitched, curling into a fangy smile as the whimpers and moans reached his ears. Before the dragon knew it, he was held aloft, hips pointing back towards the tip of the fox's oversized shaft.

"The last two bosses were small fry, but you... mmmmhhh..."

The fox paused, taking his time to rip the black shirt and jeans off of the quivering dragon with his teeth.

"You've got meat on your bones. I'm glad I saved you for last, dragontoy," he continued. As he spoke, he ground his impossibly thick tip under the muscular dragon's tail, while holding the boss's arms tight to his sides. "Now just let yourself go, and become the mindless boytoy you were meant to be!"

The dragon's belly bloated as his cries of eager passion grew louder, interrupted on a dwindling basis by the return of his formerly low and commanding voice. The tip of the fox's arousal spread him open, filling him more than full as the ridge of thick flesh distended his belly outwards, the shape and size clearly visible beneath the shifting scales and muscles. The fox grunted as he picked up the pace, his biceps bulging as he lifted the dragon higher, both hands clamped around his prey's hips, before dragging and pushing him down, working more and more of his oversized maleness into the wriggling former crime boss each time.

The seconds turned into minutes, by which time the fox set up a steady pace. He kept his legs spread, huge balls swinging below, as he leaned his lower back against the bar, using his arms to fuck the steadily bloating dragon instead of his hips. Gradually, as the fox forced his giant arousal ever deeper into the grunting, moaning, orgasming dragon, he also forced upon the powerful boss a few more changes. The hard-cut abdominals on the smooth, scaled belly melted away as his hips and shoulders shrank, forcing his softer and plusher belly to distend even further. His rump expanded, both cheeks filling and swelling as his hips grew wider to accommodate. His lips puffed out and his scales softened, tightening up and drawing in around his smooth chest and arms. Though hairless before, a long mane of dark black hair sprouted up and draped down to obscure his face, while the sharp spikes on his tail turned into similarly lush, silky locks of black.

Wrapping his fingers into the new strands of smooth, glossy hair, the fox growled and thrust in harder than ever, moaning as he came, though the incredible pleasure of feeling the shuddering figure of the enhanced dragon did little to stop his tense thighs and calves from driving his hips forward again and again, until the dragon's stomach slide across the floor and thick white foxcum dribbled out of his muzzle and nostrils.

"Oh, yeah, now that's the stuff," the fox groaned. His huge paw slapped across the dragon's round, plump, smooth-scaled backside, sending jiggles through the clenching boytoy's cheeks. "Good boy, just like that..."

The dragon's eyes widened as the fox dragged himself free, leaving the squirming male gasping and coughing as his body drained, a flood following the massive tip flexing out and soaking the skinny male's backside in a fresh splatter of spooge.

"Nnnnghhhh... oh, daddy!" the dragon moaned, completely changed from the hardnosed gangster from before. His tail flicked up, exposing his abused hole, as he wiggled back and forth, inviting the fox for another round despite the sloshing in his belly. "Please, oh, fuck me hard!"

Another smack echoed through the room, hard enough to make the dragon's whole body shiver and a squeal to tear from his throat.

"Tempting, but first I think I oughta deal with your friends over here," the fox grunted, swinging his enormous body around as it grew even taller, adding the stolen muscle and power from the former boss. The hulked-out male grinned ferociously down at the woozy Shard and Thom on the floor as his huge sac dropped past his knees, fatter and fuller than ever with the boss's former masculinity now converted into so much fox-spooge.

The now emerald green femboy dragon watched with an obvious mask of envy on his muzzle as the lion's throat stretched first around the fox's enormous maleness, then the stallion's hindquarters, turning both into moaning, squirming, sex-craved bimbos with full, plush hips, narrow bellies, and thin chests. Their need for cock, for a big powerful male to pound them into submission, to worship and lick and kiss every inch of the enormous fox overwhelmed their minds, leaving them empty but for the thoughts of thick cocks and powerful biceps dancing through their brains.

Surveying the carnage of the room - ankle deep cum, destroyed furniture, and the broken bar where his hips cracked the wood - the fox was perhaps most proud of his work destroying the trio of dripping males surrounding him. The lion, in particular, looked especially tasty with his long mane puffing around his face, parts of it slicked back with seed, leaving his muzzle half-open and eyes half-lidded. There'd be no more need to worry about that one committing any crimes anytime soon.

"Alright, girls, time for me to go," the fox said, his impossibly deep voice causing the stallion to cum at the sound. Ignoring the whinnies of pleasure, the massive, muscular vulpine crimestopper stomps towards the exit. "You sluts be good little dicksuckers now, and maybe one days I'll be back to fuck you whores proper again. Ha ha ha!"

* * *

The fox glanced around, twisting his enormous upper body left and right before jumping down the side of the embankment next to the road. He slid over the grass and leaves, down past a cluster of trees, and squeezed his way through. He had to guide his immense shaft with his paws, but each touch sent a cluster of orgasms through his hypersexed body. Eventually, he made his way down to the bank of the river, where a small gravel beach greeted him. Ignoring the trail of pungent, musky seed marking his passage, the fox trotted onto the gravel and plopped himself down. His huge hips made an indent in the beach as he sat and leaned back, allowing his shaft to stretch out and bob in the cool night air between his knees, bouncing off the fat white-furred sac spreading his thighs apart. Steam rose from his throbbing arousal as a steady pulse of seed dribbled onto the rocks between his outstretched feet.

"Ahhh... nothing like relaxing after a good night's work," the fox grunted, grinning as he reached forward and wrapped his huge paws around the tip of his erection. "Gonna take hours to work this load out."

The fox shuddered as he pulled his paws down, gripping his fuzzy black paws tight into the shuddering onyx skin of his incredible shaft. An immediate orgasm pumped a load of several gallons out of his flexing shaft over the next minute or so. Load after load splashed into the river as he pumped his paws, gasping and flexing, moaning as he began the arduous process of emptying his overfilled testicles.

He didn't notice the rustling in the trees behind him, or the figure approaching him from behind in the darkness. It wasn't until the black rabbit was pressing himself against the fox's side that the bigger male noticed.

"Well, hello, officer," the fox grunted.

The rabbit didn't respond. His eyes were wide, fixated on the fox's arousal, and a growing wet spot in the front of his dark uniform pants revealed he was already suffering the same crippling need he'd felt earlier in the night.

"Followed me all the way out here?"

"H... how?"

"Dunno how it works, but the more big, tough guys I fuck, the more I grow. And the more I grow, the better it feels."

"Name - your... name..."

"Me? I've got a name, but it's not for slutty cockwhores like you to know. For now, just call me Ravager."

"Huff... huff... yes, Ravager..."

"Good boy."

Silence from the rabbit aside from a slightly smothered squeal as he came again.

"So, officer," the fox prompted, pulling his massive cock upwards so it bounced against his awe-inspiring pecs, "you here to arrest me?"

"Arrest... you..."

"That so?"

"Under... under..."

"Sorry, what's that, officer?"

"Why... why those gangs?"

The fox grinned and pressed his cock to the side, smooshing the onyx length into the rabbit's silky cheek fur.

"Because they deserved it. Do you deserve it, officer?"

"Deservered... what?"

"Being fucked so hard your brain melts and you turn into a slutty little sextoy who'll roll over for any male with a pulse?"

The rabbit's paws stretched around the huge shaft pulsing against the side of his head. His nostrils flared as his wide, glassy eyes stared at the fox's impressive chest.

"Deserve... it..."

"Oh? You do?" the fox said. "You sure about that? Seems like you take your job pretty seriously."

"Serious... ly..."

"Or is it you ain't listening a word I'm saying 'cuz the smell of my cock's already got into your brain?"

"Hhhhnnngggggh..."

The fox wrapped a paw around the rabbit's hips and picked him up with ease. The paw carried the rabbit to his lower belly before pushing him into place, legs draping over the sides of the fox's abdominals as he faced the enormous shaft, both arms already stretching out to hug it as the pulsing member fired off another huge load.

"Mmmff... that's it, officer... do your duty," the fox growled, lips pulling back as the moonlight glinted off his fangs, "and tell me all about the other gangs holed up in this city."

The rabbit squirmed, gasping as he humped his hips into the base of the fox's shaft, cumming through his clothes over and over. His muzzle dropped open and, between worshipfully slathering his tongue across the onyx arousal, he recited names, addresses, and known associates. Everyone and every detail he could remember. The fox's tail flicked side to side behind him as he realized the list of criminals was long. Far too long to take care of in a single night, or a week, or even a month.

"Well, officer bunny boy, looks like you and I are gonna be partners. You're gonna feed me all the info I need, and in return..."

The rabbit's eyes clenched as the huge fox pushed his muzzle higher, lifting the small male onto his feet. The fox's palm surrounded the back of the cop's head before shoving it against the pulsing, drooling tip of his maleness, dousing the rabbit in seed.

"In return, I'll let you rub my cock afterwards just like you're doing now. Maybe one day I'll even fuck that cute little ass of yours and make you into just another of my cute toys. Sound fair?"

"Hhhhnnnnggghhhhhh..."

"Heh. Good boy."

The end