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This story was a commission done for Blondie709(On FurAffinity) This was a very fun story to work with, I enjoyed playing around with an Ancient Egyptian-esc theme. This one is a bit spicy so yeah, here are all those fun content warnings. As always there is a pdf version. Word count: 4011

Luke and the Emerald family belong to Blondie709 (On FurAffinity)

and Sadiq belongs to me :3

CW: Multiple prey, Willing prey, M/Many, CuntStud, Cock vore, Digestion, Excessive Cum, Sex, Hyper, Creampie, Oral vore, bulges, A God(non-christian), Family vore, masturbation

Within the sandy depths of the desert, few places are home to much of anyone. From the deep gusts of storms to the frigid nights, the searing heat, it isn't precisely what an individual would call cozy, at least for most. Yet a lord, perhaps against his will, lives within the very heart of the desert. The building looks much more like a regal palace, adorned in vibrant painted hues, rocky pillars holding up a gargantuan roof that sprawls across the entire building. Atop the various pillars are bulbous spheres tapering with a pointy tip. The bird that lives within such a refined building, the walls proudly display a sense of Egyptian decorum from artwork to carvings and various furniture fit only for a god to rest on, yet, a mortal man stands there with a writhing stomach. The bird stretches out his wings while his sagging belly bounces with rotund abandon.

The vulture's white hands stroke over his massive throbbing shaft. Within his squirming balls is a white-furred feline, Andrew Emerald, his sleek and slender figure cramped within the sticky muck and mire of the ballsac.

"Mmm, Andrew, you seemed a bit eager to join me. Are you writhing to pleasure me?" His fingertips ran over the lumps in his left sac. The right sac is squirming just as violent from that deep cooing voice, a red bunny with black spots on his thigh and a pink strip of fur that ran to his cock and balls as he stews away in the right sac.

"Mrrphh, you said Luke is coming too! So why did you bring up this place, Andrew!? Did you want us to feed this guy?" Berry bellows out with the walls of flesh that are softening out the rabbit's voice. "Oh, another one of you, Emeralds, are coming beside this mouse? Do tell. I could use some more cock fodder." The two bulges in his balls writhe once more with life as his stomach squirms in unison. The grey mouse is standing there in stunned, blushing silence as the vulture's attention focuses more on his feisty food.

"I mean, I heard that there was god within the heart of this place, and I had to check it out! It isn't so bad. Getting squeezed into nut sludge by a god feels rather nice, don't you think so, Berry?" The feline bellows out with a muffled voice, the red panda curling up in the compact gut as he churns away into bird fat, listening to his family eager to be part of this stranger, though a blush sprawling across his face. That reddish-orange bushy fur, his fat tail reduced to fat within the hungry gut, his body mainly on the verge of fully digesting.

The vulture tips his fingers over the weakening squirms against the bubbling cauldron of his sagging potbelly. "Oh, Crimson, you mentioned Luke too, weren't you? A jackal, I bet he will add nicely to my cock, extra inches on my massive member, padding out my balls like your other two family members are. Well, I say you are lonely, yes? I think it is time the mouse joins you." Those squirms are growing more energetic from those teasing coos as they rumble through his ears, those blue eyes looking up toward the sphincter as if wondering if the ravenous vulture is merely bluffing due to how girthy the panda is. He couldn't imagine that mouse not making the vulture sick to his stomach from overeating.

However, the bird never bluffs about what he is eager to scarf down, watching the mouse become a blushing mess, seemingly keen to enter that hungry curved beak as his hands push into that opening maw. Those red eyes are peering into the gullet before the vulture lunges down, engulfing him in the slimy black wetness.

His heavy moans are muffled as the mouse with a voluptuous figure is inching down that bird's gullet. The fluttering black wings of the grey mouse clutch together as his flailing body sinks, that fat hard cock throbbing and a spurting against the beak, the heavy balls swaying like pendulums.

A stranger enters the vast palace, those doors veering open as a jackal enters the building. The black fur glistens in the light's golden hue that shines down on his presence. No chorus could sing a more ceremonious arrival as his light feet tap across the floor's tiles. Perhaps it is the mere bird's imagination, but he felt a familiar sense from the individual entering. The feeling is akin to a link between the jackal and the prey hopelessly squirming about in his nuts and fat gut. However, seeing the appearance of the jackal is no surprise to the bird as he notices his next meal from afar while the mouse glides down his gullet.

The jackal doesn't bear a hint of fabric on his naked figure, reaching the bird after walking a little more. The large cunt on his body, his chiseled form, musclebound, a green ankh above his right pectoral, the eye Ra tattoed on his left. That ankh, much like the black one, stretched out on the vulture's bouncing and writhing stomach.

"Y-You're eating my husband!" The jackal's expression is not of shock, but a sheer display of arousal as his cunt becomes wet, glistening from the warm light. The vulture seems almost offended his delicious meal is being interpreted by some horny canid-looking fellow trying to talk to someone with a full maw!

Rapid gulping sends the mouse wings and all ballooning out that stomach as the bird lets out a proud belch. The vulture's curved face is smugly satisfied as his stomach fills out with that misshapen bulges. Those outlines filled with feisty and fighting vigor fruitlessly thrashing against the fleshy walls. Drool dripping from that beak as he huffs and pants from intaking such a massive meal so quickly. He crosses his arms. The vulture looks at the jackal as he stands there in stunned horny silence.

"Ugh, so rude! Couldn't you see I was eating!? Now, what was it you were saying, jackal?" If a heart could sound like a thunderstorm erotically crashing in the sky, the jackal's is akin to such a beat, utterly flustered that the vulture was so preoccupied with devouring his husband that his words might as well have been put on mute.

"You ate my husband!" Those words are speeding out of his mouth like rocket-propelled by sheer arousal, panting between breaths as fluid drips from that wet cunt of jackal.

"So what? I probably ate your entire family. I feel like one of them was talking about you. I don't usually introduce myself to food, but my name is Sadiq! Remember it fondly when you finish what I need to consume for the day! After all, I need quite a good bit of nourishment." The jackal's ears flatten to his head as his tail thumps back and forth, almost like a loyal dog as he whimpers with sheer delight.

"I am L-Luke! Uh, wait a moment! I am sorry for my impotence. I couldn't sense a godly aura from you. However, I can tell now you have the uh grace, beauty, and behavior of a lord beyond mortal sense. It should've been obvious that you were a god with a palace like this. Anyway, I can serve in a more useful way!" The bird looks almost foul at that moment, his face ready to recoil in the jackal's presumptuous words. However, the offer of services sounded nice enough for the vulture to overlook the god's lack of grace. That once golden glow feels more like a flashy facade to the vulture as his red eyes scan up and down the jackal's attractive-looking body. "Very well, Luke, what services can you provide me, no more speaking, act, serve, if you believe me to be a god, treat me like one."

The god moves over to the vulture's throbbing cock and glides those toned hands across the extensive length, his fingers feeling against the bulging shapes as a moan escapes Sadiq. The daft hands have skill behind each gentle stroke. Despite the hands having muscles, they feel as soft as silk. Pre-cum drools from his cock as the balls softened with each hand's eager rub. The vulture thrusts into the jackal as more drops of pre-cum fly free before he pins Luke to the ground. A yelp of sheer surprise comes from the god as he falls so quickly to the floor from the mighty bird.

"Mmm, you know, your husband feels lovely inside my gut. So you really shouldn't feel bad about joining him. I am sure that you would make a beautiful addition." His soft words feel akin to velvet within the aroused jackal's mind as he feels that stomach squirm against his muscled body. "Sadiq, please have patience. I want to serve you at my pace! I promise you that you can fuck my cunt if you are patient with me! I am not r-ready. I know I will be bird food when you are done with me."

The vulture nods and goes back to his throne, sitting down, seemingly respecting Luke's wishes despite the raw power the Sadiq can display. Then, whining with delight as he moves back to the bird's throbbing member, Luke begins to lap at the massive shaft. That slick tongue dancing around the enormous pink meat.

"I have changed my mind, Luke. Your skill is far above a mere layer of pudge on my stomach. Mmm, you and your lovely hands are getting an upgrade. You're going to be cock heft and padding on my nuts." Those hands suddenly move faster at those teasing words getting the bird's cock throbbing violently with each gentle touch. Those lips kissing and tongue licking alongside the rubs send the vulture into a euphoric daze.

Attentive to the tip, his lips begin to suckle on the head of that fat bird cock. Of course, the jackal has more control over the scenario, but with each slip, Luke can't help but imagine himself squirming in those tender balls, to be a hot load for the bird to spew out. It sounds so lovely in the god's mind, the promise of being part of a greater god. Also, something about the bird's presence commanded even more than Luke could offer. Perhaps it is this sense of domination through presence alone.

"Luke, think about it. Let me breed you. I want to bury this fat cock in you, make you my bitch. You can serve your god far greater than mere rubs and kisses. You can help ease out some of those trapped within you. Get a nice fat load of bird seed pumping you to the brim." Luke moans with a sense of submission, those words becoming too much for the poor jackal as he knows his entire family is in there, so many consumed by a greedy vulture. So it is only fitting that he joins them and becomes part of something greater. "Mmm, I think your husband agrees with me!" The bird's stomach lets out a bellowing growl of hunger as that stomach has grown very still from all the action. Luke moans out again, lays down on the ground, and spreads open those legs, that dripping wet pussy in full view of the vulture.

Sadiq gets on top of jackal with a broad smile on his curvy beak, finally getting what he wants, that beautiful, godly, wet, and needy pussy. That natural smell makes the vulture's cock bounce violently. "You might want to grit your teeth for this. I am going in now." That girthy member pushes into the folds of that wanting vagina. The cock slowly inches into the jackal, grunting in pleasure as that warm member invades his sex. Sadiq pumps more of that girthy rod into the muscular god and watches as that dick bulges inside. The bird huffing from the sight of those bumps. Hot pre-cum drools into the depths of the wet flesh as that rod continue to push inside the clutches of the jackal. The full-length hilts inside deep into that godly pussy, and it felt divine in every sense to Sadiq. An expression of bliss couldn't correctly describe the satisfaction of feeling his cock massaged by the flesh, kneaded with silky smooth wetness. Luke could share such a feeling from a massive girth invading his flesh so effectively, each thrust making his body quake as he clutched to the ground pivoting his hips back into that throbbing beast of a shaft. "Y-Yes FUCK ME! Oh, yes, my god, fill me! Make me yours, pump me with your godly seed." Luke's euphoric howling bellowing out while Sadiq rolls with it. The idea makes the bird surprised that the god hasn't realized that the bird was a mere mortal. Perhaps it is a kink, his mind quickly wandering back to breeding such a sexy god. Sadiq watches that bulge bolting back and forth into the god's depths, making his cock quake, ready to blow his load into that needy sex to fill up the jackal with ropes of cum. "Mmmm fuck Luke! You are getting me so fucking close!"

Luke thrusts his hips rapidly into that behemoth of a cock, feeling it ache deep within his walls, finally hitting his orgasm, his toes curling up, eyes rolling, that warm wet liquid spewing over that thrusting member. Sadiq knew an orgasm when he saw it, and it made that bulbous beast burst deep within the fleshy walls of jackal as he felt the tight clenching around his member. That pussy milking each rich drop, spurt, and shot of cum as that deluge of liquid splashes around each crevice in a now vast sea of lusty seed. The ground gets a fresh white coat of paint as some of that cum floods onto the floor, the two panting in the euphoric afterglow of that intensely passionate session.

Panting heavily, the jackal finally catches his breath."Lord, did I do a good job? Perhaps I can stay a loyal breeding bitch for you to fill up. I don't need to be cock food, right? I can serve your seraphic body in all its grand splendor. I can do a better job than any mortal. You saw only a fraction of what I can do for you!" Some denial is still running through the jackal's mind as that rush of adrenaline giving back a slight sense of survival instinct still rearing its head around to try and prove that jackal could surpass his family and last at least a day longer by the godly bird.

Sadiq scratches the tip of his chin as the jackal seems eager to serve the bird longer than today. The vulture sees the promise in such a sexy and slutty god, yet that cock felt so hungry after unloading such a heavy batch of batter that sense of hunger won over the thoughts of a helpful servant. "You know, Andrew told me that you would look excellent as cock food or something like that should be honored that you are adding to my lovely dick. I think Berry acted upset that he was churning away into the batter, but I could feel his pulsing cock against my sac. I knew he wanted it, and so do you. Due to the way you are blushing, I can tell that you know no better fate than padding out my hefty balls. So you can finally reunite with your family as something better!"

That whimpering whine coming from the jackal is a familiar sound, more like a chorus to Sadiq, that needy, horny, beautiful sound bellowing out as that blush accords such a handsome cuntstud. "Mmm, sir, I think you know what's best for me. Just do it, make me your cock food. I want to be splattered against your walls, just another stain." Those rapid words are hurrying out in marching order into an exquisite booming howl of lust as they twist and wind around the bird's already much made-up mind. It was all the encouragement that Sadiq needed to continue what he would do regardless.

Seeing those feet on the ground, the vulture grabs those big paws and slips them inside the yawning slit of his ravenous shaft, huffing as they sink into that warm flesh. That sensation of a meal entering his member was always such a satisfying sensation for Sadiq, his moans aching out as that ravenous flesh swallows down those thick legs inside inch by inch. That look of satisfaction of finally achieving his hunt, capturing the last of his food for the day. Nothing could wipe away the expression from his beak as those glistening red eyes looked down at the moaning jackal slithering inside that hungry penis.

Moaning with delight, the jackal watches as that meat slobbers over his sex with such ease. Luke puts his hands close to his body to be a more leisurely snack for the bird. Sadiq cracks out moans as he feels the jackal's arms slip into his shaft, watching that muscled body vanish so quickly due to his greedy phallus. With each slimy slurp dragging in more of that jackal, nothing but the head remains, and Sadiq pushes down, grunting and moaning as the last of the jackal vanishes into that rod.

That right sack is ballooning out with musclebound god as he splashes into the warm pool of cum bubbling around his figure. The hot seed feels warm to the touch as the jackal massages around the pulsating walls of the balls. The inside scent is pleasant to the jackal as his body sluggishly softens down into ball batter. Sadiq's hands start to massage that heavy sac as he feels his meal already churning into that warm load of batter as it exudes and sloshes around in his fat nut. The bulges make Sadiq moan in sheer indulgence from the sensations that sensitively send the bird laying on the wet ground as his wings spread out.

That warm heat fumes around the jackal as he squirms around to rub each fleshy crevice kneading his soft hands into those tight and pulsating walls, feeling each wet splash make that once godly strength into more of the vulture's seeping hot cum. The damp seed sluices around as the vast sea of semen melt the legs of the cuntstud, making him start to slowly feel numb as it eats up his legs into more padding and seed. Luke is seemingly unbothered by losing the feeling of his lower half, perhaps due to the sheer ecstasy and satisfaction of adding to such a lovely bird.

"That's it, Luke, let yourself get lost to my balls just like your other family members did. Close your eyes and let yourself sink into that white ocean. Let the calming waves of my cum wash over you." Luke shudders at those rumbling words. That calming voice gives a sense of auditory orgasmic sensations as it coos gently. The invitation to sink into oblivion makes his muscled body relax into the vast waves of cum. The jackal's eyes begin to close as his body grows numb to the warm and wet fluids. Eventually, that god is reduced to nothing more than a fresh batch of batter ready to be used for whatever Sadiq sees fit.

His hands rub those heavily padded balls as he sighs with pleasure and relief, knowing that the Emerald family he is aware of is part of his now thick figure. His body has grown to around ten feet, and his wings are increasing from the pudge. The vulture's arms, ass, cock, balls, tailfeathers, and the entire body became far more girthy befitting of one so eagerly called god. Admiring every last thick inch of his figure while he finally stands up from the pool of fluids he was laying in, unbothered to be covered in some of the cum of the once godly jackal. Kneading over his soft feathered gut and balls continuously, the vulture cooing softly with delight. "My, you Emeralds know how to shine so brilliantly and beautifully on a far more significant figure. So much more beautiful now as nothing more than bird padding. What you have added is far greater than any riches or mere tokens of worship. Your contributions won't be forgotten so easily. May your souls rest easy amongst the depths of this vast desert. May they find tranquility within having added to a worshiped bird. You will likely be treasured by whoever else may come my way, adored as your superior new shape."

Realizing how long he had prattled onto himself over this newfound admiration made the bird blush as he knew they could no longer hear his teasing words. His hard cock throbbing once more from this feeling of addition, from that raw sensation of being so much greater with this new shape that his body has, it makes him whine as his hand stroke his meat. "Mmm, sorry, Luke, I know it is a bit of waste to use you like this, but god, it feels so fucking good, all these new inches. I need release again!"

Panting and whining with delight, the bird's hands move across his enormous shaft, his hands sliding up and down the vast girth with rapid intent. That spark of lust rumbles through his entire body as his clawed toes tap against the floor's tiles while his body stretches and aches out, humping into his heavy hands as pre-cum drools out of his cock.

That seeping liquid is vast, creating a lake of fluids washing over the tiles as passion drives every vigorous movement of the bird's daft hands. The vulture's cock spurting more of that rich pre-cum as his hands massage each aching corner of Sadiq's freshly padded cock. Each inch of new girth feels like the first time the bird has ever touched that thick meat, like a brand discovery of euphoria, of raw, uninterrupted pleasure as his hips rock forward. Lust drives each wild thrust forward as he pants with delight feeling his cock aching, ready to blow out that fresh load of batter.

Sadiq whines and whimpers as his fresh load of seed start gushing out of his fat cock, that slit becoming more like a wild fire-hydrant as that geyser of cum comes spewing out of that fat cock. That wet liquid is not even coming in ropes as so much of it is set free from his member. Then, grunting as he can no longer control his wild orgasm as the vulture makes a tumultuous series of incomprehensible words that verse into heaving breathes.

That floor gets a fresh white coat of liquid paint as it splatters and splashes against the ground as it shoots and spurts a vast distance. The cacophony of moans, grunts, and whines humming out as the bird puts on a rather embarrassing display of succumbing to his insatiable desires.

Eventually, that vast sea of cum ceases, flooding from his thick member as the bird lets out a series of huffs, that exhaustion making him weary. Sadiq's body wavers back and forth as that powerful orgasm dies as he lays down, running out of energy from the enriching high of having had so much pleasure in a single day. Each sluggish pulse of his new member makes him huff in satisfaction as he begins to feel tired from the exhausting day. All his energy is finally expended to its full extent as he takes deep breaths. Sadiq's red eyes start to close as he rests peacefully on the floor. Despite the rough texture, his feathers made it equivalent to relaxing on a slightly more bumpy bed as he sleeps on the ground. No longer able to move from the sheer feeling of exhaustion, the bird falls asleep, resting peacefully with his newly added girth likely to be appreciated by worshippers to come and visit the ever-insatiable vulture.