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Michael awoke in his bed, his head was buzzing as he noticed a few things. This first being that he was nearly nine feet tall and muscular. The second thing was that he was covered in deep red-brown fur that was spotted with cum stains around the crotch. He sat up off of the floor and noticed that his bed was broken, and that there was a midnight black demi-god using a few books to balance the bed.

"So last night wasn't a wild fever induced dream?" Micheal said.

Ras looked up from the still ruined bed. "If you don't remember what happened. You simply tasted a bit of my power and smashed your bed into splinters. I had no involvement."

Michael smiled at the little lie. Their connection prevented any real lying between them. Micheal sensed that his master- His God- well he wasn't sure what to think of Ras but he could sense that the divine being wanted to enjoy more of the city.

"Come with me." Micheal said, he flinched at how deep and imposing his voice rumbled.

"How are you liking the body?" Ras said as he climbed on Michael's left shoulder.

The larger canine didn't have an answer, he felt like he had always been like this. It was something like an instant puberty rather than a transformation. He shrugged and allowed Ras to ride him out of the door.

Iron Haven Village wasn't a village but a sprawling city with millions of people and monsters dwelling together. Michael exited the door dressed in only a sheet wrapped into a loincloth. All of his other clothes would never fit his form, Ras was wearing one of his shirts like a robe. He sniffed the village air and took in the smell of the various smelters and furnaces that the city was known for.

"So we are going to tour the city. Where do you wanna go first?" He asked.

"I should announce that I'm protecting the place. You said my brother was a shut-in. I want the citizens to know that I'm open and I have appointed a second guard." Ras beamed while kicking his small legs out.

The pair traveled from the rustic residential areas through the furnaces. Michael's nose picked up every scent from the hot coals to the spicy scent of magic being worked into fine metals. The smell should have been overwhelming with his nose. Instead, he found that he could pick out every smell and location with ease. Even several miles into town he could still smell his carpet at home.

The townsfolk paused and bowed to the pair as they traveled past. Some of the youth took to tossing black roses to the pair as a sign of favor to the wolf. Michael blushed at all the attention but sensed that Ras carried the feeling of pride in his tiny chest. As they entered the town center, a powerful flash of rage pressed down on Micheal like a weight.

He swiveled his gaze to a large twelve foot tall porcine woman with a dead deer slung over her shoulder. Michael recognized her immediately and raised a hand to calm his master.

"Oh that's just-" Michael began, but Ras shot out like a bullet.

"Boar God lackey." Ras shouted as shadows pulled from every location to his palm.

The porcine woman only managed a half turn before Ras' palm made contact with the only area his hand could reach. He struck her ass with enough force that nearby humans were blown off their feet. The glass of all the buildings from the surrounding area were blown inward from the pressure wave and the shadows became a column of flame burning silently around the woman.

The porcine woman let out a squeal and rubbed her butt as she dropped to her knees. Her clothes burnt to ash and the deer on her back carbonized. She looked up with blood in her eyes till she met Ras' confused gaze. "Oh. The new wolf."

She calmly stepped through the flames and sighed. "Well... you owe me a deer. I also think you owe the church an apology." She crossed her arms but a smile was still on her face.

"Ras... You just slapped and disrobed the head chef of the Wolf Church." Michael said sheepishly as he stood beside the pair.

Ras paused his hand still cackling with flames. "Michael, I'm pretty sure that is one of the Boar God's creations. Last I checked we were at war with them."

The woman held out a hoof-like finger and wagged it. "You should get with the times. I am not a creation, I am Deb World-Eater. The Boar Goddess, you won the war two centuries ago. Rather than fade away, I simply bowed to the wolf and begged for mercy. My worshippers still exist but I'm a demi-god in your pantheon. Technically, Your divine attack does little to me because I'm of the wolf. The ass slap still stings..."

She turned her attention to Michael, "Oh my. You are looking like a snack. Ras has some good tastes in men."

Michael blushed at the nude porcine woman as she poked at the dead deer. "We need to announce ourselves as the new protectors could you send out the notices to the town?"

Deb snorted, "Sure but I expect you both in my kitchen tonight. My little pigs haven't seen a real wolf son outside of the temples. They don't believe my old war stories."

"How many of your kind live here?" Ras said dumbfounded.

"All of them. I'm just as doting on my former servants as you are. You should come see them. Also bring a deer when you do. I am feeding your worshippers after all." Deb smiled and gave the pair a playful squeeze on the rump.

Michael picked up his master and smiled, "We will Miss Deb. Thank you for inviting us."

Ras blushed his entire fur color turning red, "I'm sorry. Blessing upon you." He waved his hands and she was now dressed in a black chefs uniform with Ras' crest on the hat.

"May the wolf guide your hunts and your hammers." She left while rubbing her sore bottom.

The pair reached the main temple, a skyscraper built into a tree that was almost a mile high. The front of which was a massive courtyard where public events were held. As they walked inside there was an immediate rush of people. Most of them bowing and praying to Ras.

"Get back and show some decorum. This is a God that stands before you, not some upstart bard." A man's voice called out before a woman dressed in robes began moving the crowd by hand. She lifted them and moved them away as if they were nothing but fussy kittens.

"Lord Ras and... well I am not sure how to address your position Michael but you are welcome as well." The Head Priest, Larkin, spoke with smooth even tones.

"Greetings, Larkin and Gasha. I wanted to announce my acceptance of your sacrifice and the protection of your lovely super village." Ras hopped off Michael's shoulder with a flourish.

"I'm honored that you would know our names. Shall we take you to the anointing chambers so we can prepare you for the announcement? We can have it as early as tonight." Larkin bowed with a fist across his chest. A large wolf tail swished behind his human form.

"Tonight will be perfect. please announce Michael as one of the guardians." Ras said as he tilted his head in Gasha's direction.

"Is there something wrong?" Gasha brought her hand up to her wolf patterned mask.

"No. I just wondered why you have a mask." Ras said.

Gasha snorted then remembered her place. "I don't have an intimidating face so I wear a mask that strikes fear in your enemies." She removed the mask revealing a homely female face with a slightly squat nose and cauliflower ears.

Ras nodded as the pair were led further down the tree-like tower into rooms built into the very roots. A pool filled with shimmering water greeted them. Servants darted around adding various oils and minerals into the pool. A giant wolf's head furnace churned out heat to keep the pool warm.

Larkin instructed them to sit inside the water. The pair did as they were instructed. Michael sighed as the warm liquid felt like getting a full body massage. Ras sat next to him and nuzzled his side. The first attendant to appear was a nude male carrying a massive basin filled with various cleaning supplies. Larkin stepped out of the room as the male began to clean Ras' body.

Ras leaned into the man as his hands scratched between his ears. The man was almost overcome with emotions as he cleaned one of the many lesser gods of the Great Wolf Spirit. Ras said nothing as skillful hands massaged and cleaned him with expert care.

"So is your job just to clean people here?" Ras asked curiously. His paws taking in the feel of the fabric of the cloth still in the bowl.

"Only those of lord Larkin's standing or higher. I have never touched a God before. Am I doing a good job?" The man spoke while he was washing Ras' crotch.

"I am enjoying it but I notice that you keep gazing at Michael. Something wrong?" Ras teased noticing the man's gaze flicking to between his servants legs.

"I hope I'm not scaring you." Michael said in a whisper that came out like a snarl.

"If I can speak freely. I've just never seen such a well endowed male. The previous Guardian would take advantage of his position with the sanctified bather. I fear that I might not survive the experience if you decided to do the same." His voice was soft.

Michael gave a deep laugh, "Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt anyone. The only male I've ever done things with is my Master." Michael caught himself at how easy it was to think of Ras as his master.

"That was after so much crying. Oh no! Please don't violate me great lord Ras." Ras teased and splashed water on the massive male.

"Hey. It was you that was squeezing my butt and talking about 'doing my duty.' I expected to get murdered, not sodomized." He countered.

"Even as a human you were way bigger than me. My dick isn't arm length like yours. I think you would like it anyway." Ras chuckled.

Michael could sense that his master desired to take him in that way. Rather than repel his will Michael teased at their connection that he would not reject his master. His body was saturated with warm pleasure. It felt like a powerful runner's high mixed with a pleasant meal.

The bath attendant let out a small laugh then covered his mouth. "I feel that I may come to look forward to our meetings." He began to work on Michael's body. His hands steadier and more confident than before.

Once they were bathed, oiled, and ready. The pair stepped out to the courtyard again. Larkin insisted that Michael should remain nude to 'show the virility of the wolf.' Most of the city was gathered to see their protectors. This was the most people either of them had seen in one place. Groups devoted to the Great Wolf Spirit stood side by side with the followers who dedicated themselves solely to one of the lesser pantheons. People held signs and made gestures of faith. Ras stepped on the stage that was prepared for them.

"My beloved people I-" Ras stopped as he noticed something descending toward them.

Michael's ears rang as something crashed into the stage. Standing before Ras was a creature as large as a building and covered in black fur. An equine face wreathed in pure radiant light, the creature stood over the populous and snorted a gout of white fire. A single black horn jutted from the center of its head like a lance. Michael's heart sank as he stared at a greater unicorn.

"I have seen what your souls are like and I judge you unworthy. Fornicators and murderers. Some of you even cross the street without looking. I shall leave for the price of ten virgins. Female virgin! I do not want a repeat of the last village." The unicorn bellowed.

"Um Ras." Michael said. "Those are dangerous."

Ras nodded, "You can probably take him but I'll do it this time."

Ras stepped off the stage and approached the unicorn. The unicorn's own shadows reached up and wrapped around his balls. They pulled down violently. The unicorn slammed into the ground with a squeal. The shadows bound the unicorn to the cobblestones. The creature brayed and slammed its cart-sized hooves against the shadows.

Ras climbed across the unicorn while it's muzzle became wrapped in shadow. It could do nothing more than look fearfully at the crowd. All sense of power crushed in the face of a minor god. Ras patted the unicorn and looked over the crowd.

"What should we do with this invader? I leave his fate in your hands." Ras announced to the people.

The crowd seemed to shuffle awkwardly in an effort to get a closer look. Their fear gave way to curiosity and that gave way to boldness. Already some of the villagers were usings knives to cut away bundles of valuable fur and mane.

"Do not kill me. I-" The unicorn let out a squeal as a shadow slapped against his tender nutsack.

"Your fate is in the hands of my father's people. Do not plead for my mercy. If you die today it was because they chose it." Ras gestured to the crowd.

"Heh. We could use some unicorn fur. This stuff makes great robes and wonderful potions." An elderly woman spoke up.

A man dressed in a green cloak stood up. "He didn't say he planned to kill us."

"Why not make him a part of the city. He obviously wants to get laid so do something where we both benefit. With his personality I can see why the fella has to resort to threats to get a lady." An elven woman covered in furs said.

Murmurs of agreement rose from the crowd. Ras nodded and his shadows began to work on the unicorn. It's body shrank and it's hair began to bloom outward until it was an anthro unicorn covered in a mane so long it could warp around itself multiple times. A shadow lashed out and cut the main short leaving a pile for the townsfolk to pick through.

"For ten years you will come to the village and offer your mane to the church. The church will provide it to those in need. Once this is done I will restore your form." Ras said while turning to the crowd. "This monster is to be treated fairly and welcomed in the town as any other merchant."

A few men helped the unicorn to his feet and pulled him to the nearest bar. Micheal scooped up Ras amid the cheers and mad rush to get the mountain of valuable fur. Returning to Michael's home. Rather than take Ras to the ruined bedroom, Micheal stepped through Ras' door into the twilight beach. The sands felt like heaven on his paws.

Ras grinned as he felt his companions emotions whirling around him. They were so jumbled that he struggled to pick out a source of the emotions. "It's just us here. What's on your mind?"

Michael nodded, "I'm happy you didn't kill the unicorn. The previous lord was known for violently ending anything he was called to deal with. That unicorn would have been cut into steaks by now."

Ras shrugged, "I like hunting but that doesn't mean I have to murder everything I catch. That unicorn was silly and didn't understand all that power. If he was smarter he would know that mares would come out of the woodwork if he simply remained near a barn."

The pair sat together watching the sea lap against the sand. Michael finally broke the silence after an hour. "Can I try something?"

"Of course. I'm shocked you haven't tested your powers yet." Ras giggled and patted Michael on his nose.

The larger male used his massive hands to push Ras on his back, he crawled over the smaller male and peered down at him. Nervous energy rolled off of him in waves but he lowered his head into the minor God's belly and sniffed. The smell was intoxicating, it was like smelling strong wood and power. Someone so small and fragile looking yet the scent told the truth. This was a covering for something so far beyond him that he felt comforted that he was loved by such a being. His muzzle drifted down from Ras belly to his sheath.

Michael lapped at it, his new canine muzzle took some getting used to. Small hands rose to his ears and began to rub them as he continued to lick. The fuzzy sheath gave way to a black shaft that matched his small size. He shouldn't feel intimidated by something so small but this was more to Michael than a simple act of sex. This was worshipping the wolf, truly.

Ras moaned as his cock finished sliding out of his sheath and fully inside of Michael's mouth. Rather than guide the canine through his first blowjob, he watched the first of his servants lap at his cock like some treat. That large maw pressed against his crotch and licked from the back of his testicles to the tip of his cock. The emotional turmoil in his servant resolved itself into a genuine desire to please. The technique was simple but the eagerness more than made up for it.

"That feels nice." Ras said.

Michael blushed, the insides of his ears turning deep pink. "I'm glad I'm um... doing it right." He lowered his head back down.

Rather than trying to speed up, he began to lick slower. Drinking in the scent and the taste of someone that loved him. The cock twitched in his mouth with every touch of his tongue. He could taste the drops of salty pre-cum on his tongue. It was strange, he never expected to have a male in his mouth. Most of all he never expected it to feel so right. Michael pulled his muzzle away, fluid still dripping from his chin.

Michael scooted away and raised his hips in the air. His ass was up while he faced the soft warm sand of the beach. He waited for his master to enter him. After a while Ras moved over to his ample bottom. Rather than take him there he rolled Micheal on his back with all the effort of turning a page. Their size difference did not matter to Ras.

"I want to look in your eyes. We can rut like animals later but this is special to me. You are special to me." Ras spoke with a blush of his own.

Michael rested his massive legs on each shoulder of Ras. Rather than enter him immediately Ras leaned in to place his muzzle over the bright pink cock. Michael sighed in pleasure as he felt that small muzzle slide his entire tip in.

Ras continued to suck as he pressed his cock against the large puckered hole. His size made entry smooth but he still heard his lover grunt in adjustment. They shared a smile as Ras began to slowly pump his hips, his eyes locked on Michael as his mouth and hips worked in tandem. While he pumped away strong hands dug at the sand on each side of him.

"You can go harder. I think I can take it." Michael whispered.

"Enjoying it, lover?" Ras gave a wink.

Michael nodded. Ras increased his pace the sound of rhythmic slapping of flesh contested with the murmurs of waves hitting shore. Ras put a little of his power behind each thrust. His smaller cock sliding deep as possible before pulling out just to the tip. He watched as Michael put his hand into his muzzle and bit down. He was sensitive and his mind was rolling with praises to his lover. Ras pulled his mouth back as his lover neared his limit.

"Why does this feel so good?!" Michael whined.

Ras fucked him in earnest, a few dozen more thrusts and Micheal came like a fountain. Thick ropes of cum launched into the air landing on Michael's chest and face. Ras pressed in, rolling Micheal back till his ass was facing the sky. He growled in his cute voice as he came inside. His knot swelling inside as he filled his lover with every drop of his seed.

"Did you just get stuck inside of me?" Micheal gasped trying to wipe his own fluids off and only succeeding in spreading it around his fur.

"Yep." Ras said proudly before picking Micheal up by his hips. He rolled back so that Micheal was sitting on top of him.

"I'm pretty sure you should be flat under someone my size." Michael said while moving his hips back and forth.

Ras winked and closed his eyes. He rode the emotions of confusion as his lover teased the knot inside of him. The poor male didn't know what to do with his current enjoyment of holy communion. Ras didn't need to sleep but he wanted to enjoy that moment with his companion even as he was pressed deep into the sand.

"Ras?"

"Yes Michael?"

"Is it weird to say that I love you? I mean I can feel that you love me for me but I've always prayed to your kind as something distant but caring. I don't know how to feel, but I think I love you like a dear friend or a wife. I don't know... I just know I feel something strong." Micheal mumbled, still rocking his hips.

Ras reached up and massaged the stomach fur of the larger male. "I love you too. I'm happy I didn't eat you."

Michael cupped a hand of wet sand and tossed it at Ras face. "I'm trying to be all emotional. I'm not used to this."

Ras giggled, "I'm not your God any more. Not like before, we are a part of each other. We are closer than a man and his own body. I know you love this city, and because of that feeling, I love this city too. By the end of my service I hope that you will come back and see my father's lands. I want to show you what I love too. I will change because you are part of me. You will change because we are a part of each other. That is love. I love you, completely."

Michael stared at the sand covered being and for the first time since they met eyes : He felt like he was standing before something deeper than a human. He didn't want to grovel or meekly bow before Ras. He wanted to uplift and stand beside him. He felt protective of the small being but he also felt protected. He wanted everyone to feel this way about his God, his friend, his lover.

"Ras. Thank you."

"You are welcome."