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"Bitey ? Where are you?"

I had been walking around the park for a good fifteen minutes now, after my Arcanine, Bitey, had just up and disappeared. Being a Lucario, I wasn't too tired from running around, but I was gettingpretty annoyed. The only thing I remember were two beautiful Glameows walking past us ; nothing too special at a park, but I had noticed one of them giving a smug side-eye to my Arcanine. I had thought nothing of it then, but looking back, she must've had something to do with it, because after watching them leave, Bitey had disappeared from my side. I had been looking for him this whole time since.

"Bitey, I swear..."

But the Arcanine wasn't going to show himself. Not yet, anyway.

Hiding way out of the normal path of the park, behind some bushes and out of view, he had propped his front paws up against a tree. His breaths were long and loud, his tongue lolled out. The poor canine was way too ashamed to come out. He dared to look down, once more : his erect length hung painfully between his legs, throbbing uncontrollably and leaving trails of precum all over the grass and on the bark of the tree. He dug his claws into the tree, gritting his teeth. These stupid Glameows and their smug look, their smell of heat, and the way they flashed their pussy at him. He couldn't help it. His body couldn't help it. The reaction had been instantaneous and he could swear the scent was still in his nose. He was waiting it out, too ashamed to show himself to his Lucario friend. Sure, he'd probably be able to help him with this but... H-he just couldn't do it. It would end on its own, right ? The Arcanine whimpered, his rock-hard erection and inflated knot seemingly telling him otherwise. Just another ten minutes, probably.

"Bitey?"

The Arcanine's head turned to his left instantly. Oh, no.

I had stumbled onto quite the scene. Bitey's massive member, longer, thicker and heavier than most Arcanines could even dream of having, an onyx black rod of pure pleasure, was throbbing like crazy, pumping hefty globs of pre under him as he had his front paws up against the bark of a tree, propped up so as not to make a mess of his own fur. I raised an eyebrow, walking close as I noticed the deep red blush on the Arcanine's face, and heard his growls.

"Jeez, you should've told me about_this_ problem," I began, giving a gentle poke to his pulsating length, which made him flinch and growl harder. "Come on now, what brought this on?"

He was panting far more heavily since I had brought my hand closer to this monster. I kneeled, running my finger lightly on the side of his shaft, that slight stimulation already making him buck his hips. The scent of a male in full rut reached my nose and it took all my concentration not to swoon myself.

"It couldn't have been just me that caused this, I would've known. Was it the Mightyena we saw ? The Houndoom ?"

Bitey was breathing hard as I brushed his cock ever so slightly. He was completely paralyzed, trying to focus, grunting and gritting his teeth as the grass and tree were getting constantly soaked. He didn't even notice when I scooted my way behind him, still kneeling, but now facing his backside : enormous, plump Arcanine balls which sagged visibly with each pump of the transparent liquid, painfully full and looking oh so delicious. I cupped one of those melon-sized monsters and fondled it while my other soft hand caressed his knot with the lightness of a feather. The canine tensed up as I watched his sack pulse once more, giggling all the while.

"It couldn't possibly have been the Fidough, right? She was way too small for you..." I said with a dramatic tone. However, that got some effect. The growl and throb I got from that were definitely a little stronger than the rest, and my ear twitched.

"Mmmhh... I'm getting close, aren't I?"

I wasn't going to make it easy on him. It was all fine and dandy kneeling behind him and gawking at his looming rear, his plump balls, feeling his knot pulse against the palm of my paw... But I was teasing the hell out of myself, too. That backsack just looked far too delicious to wait any longer. Cutting out my questions for a bit, I buried my muzzle between those two monsters, sighing deeply as his scent hit me strongly. Bitey was torn between humping my palm and grinding his sack against my face, his legs shaking as he settled to sway his hips and push them back, whimpering. So sensitive that the gentle kisses and suckles I gave him made his whole body twitch.

"Geez, big guy... I bet you could cum just from my sucking them, huh?" I whispered, almost to myself.

As if to test my own theory, I brought my lips to one of his testicles and took as much of it inside as I could. Considering the size, the most I could do was to tug at its warm, soft skin, but that was enough to make the canine buck his hips even harder. I made sure to be as noisy as possible as I slurped all over them, just so he could hear me. They were so huge I could've hugged them... But instead used both my hands to fondle at his knot, applying the slightest bit of additional pressure. It was almost intoxicating, having such a massive canine completely under my (relative) control. Every touch, every suck, every word was making him a weak, shaky mess. I couldn't see, but I could imagine the enormous mess he was still making. He'd usually have no problem taking over and pushing me down... but right now, I was holding his knot, and worshipping his sack, and making him all desperate.

When suddenly a flash of genius hit me. The image of those two Glameows walking by right before his disappearance.

I lifted my muzzle from the massive sea of fluff that were his nuts just to say :

"It was the Glameows, wasn't it...?"

Now that got the reaction I wanted.

Bitey growled loudly and stomped his leg hard on the ground. I felt a massive throb run through his knot and even heard it : I leaned to the side to check, thinking he had begun to orgasm, but incredibly, that had only been precum as well. A huge, second-long glob of it, but precum nonetheless. Needless to say, I was impressed at his control despite the situation... And endlessly amused at what I had just learned.

"So the big, mean doggie wants to stuff small kitties with his monster cock ? How lewd...!"

The deep growls, shaking, and the humps I got from those words confirmed I had gotten it right. Giggling, I went back to slobbering on his sack, sucking every inch I could reach and tugging at it, before letting it pop out of my maw and bounce between his legs. I spared him my teasing words, holding his knot tight while he humped, his left leg lifted. He seemed incredibly close to a release... And so, obviously, I had to let go of his knot. He barked, frustrated but still unable to move as my hands, which had been massaging the most sensitive part of his huge rod, were now idly petting his thighs and rear. The only stimulation he got from me was the thorough, eager worship I gave him. With no other option, he began to hump backwards : pushing against my face insistently with deep growls to boot. I had to scoot back a little so as not to fall on my back - which would've been _very_bad considering how horny he was -, letting the desperate canine drag his sack all over my face. I couldn't help but murr and shiver, the warmth and heft of it making it difficult to pull back...

Bitey really, really was trying. Every fiber of his being, all of his instincts were screaming at him to turn around and breed that Lucario until he was utterly destroyed and oozing cum from both holes. The images and the scent of the Glameows repeating endlessly in his mind as he stood as perfectly still as possible, knowing if he moved even an inch, he would pounce on his friend to fuck him in an instant. This was his friend. Bitey knew better. He could hold on. He stomped and barked, the light squeezes around his knot driving him mad, deep snarls making his lips curl and his fangs shine. The Lucario's suckles on his balls, tugging at them and making them bounce, only adding to the utter torture he was going through. He didn't even realize he was grinding them against the smaller canine's face and dragging them all over his snout. He needed a release. Now.

...But I did, eventually.

"Ahh... You know they were far too small for you to cum into, right?" I asked.

I noticed Bitey's near-constant growl rising in intensity at the word "cum". I almost felt a little bad. He was clearly incredibly pent-up, at his absolute limits when it came to controlling himself and not just going feral on me. I gave one last kiss to his balls, before finally going under him : kneeling so that my knees were on each side of the puddle of pre, although that quickly became useless as thick jets of it instantly landed on my body when I grabbed his length.

So as to take the canine by surprise, the strokes I gave him were harsh and fast near instantly. Paws slapping against his knot, licking my lips in front of his cock as it pulsed and flexed. The canine stomped once more. He wasn't going to last long at all... But I didn't mind.

When his growls and groans reached their peak, I began to suck on his tip. Just his tip, swirling my tongue around it and suckling on it as I would a lollipop, while my hands thoroughly jacked the huge dog off. It didn't take more than a few seconds before an enormous orgasm erupted inside my maw, the size of which was expected but still overwhelming.

The first shot lasted probably more than a second. Thick, warm cum filling my maw and bloating my cheeks. I didn't have the time to gulp twice before the second glob shot out of his tip. And I couldn't avoid my maw completely overflowing by the time the third pump hit.

Cum poured out onto my neck, chest, down to my crotch and thighs in less than ten seconds. The quantity was utterly absurd. I kept taking big gulps, the taste hitting me strongly since he was orgasming directly on my tongue, but it made no difference. My paws slid easily along his shaft to give him long strokes, but I knew my doggie. With what little focus I could gather, I squeezed his enormously thick knot as hard as I could and let him just pump away.

He had lifted his leg and was panting into the air, sounds of pure relief and happiness which were all too familiar to me. And thankfully for me, his orgasm seemed to be more of a massive burst than a long one.

A bit faster than I thought, the globs became jets became squirts, and the canine finally let me swallow enough for the cum to stop pouring out. Moving one of my paws to the underside of his fat monster and letting it dangle, I finally pulled off his tip, cheeks all full, and took one big gulp before breathing some much-needed air.

"Fiew... Sorry about the teasing. Looks like you desperately needed it."

I caressed his length and kissed it gently before looking at myself. I got out from under him and spun around, sighing as I noticed the thick trails of white goo covering the front side of my body. Bitey got off the tree, but I barely even noticed it. Barely even noticed when he walked up behind me.

"I'm completely dirty, thanks to you... Well, I'm not sure how I'm gonna c- OOF!"

Barely even noticed when a large paw hovered above my right shoulder, and suddenly pushed down : I leaned back as Bitey's claws dug into my chest and my legs slipped from under me. I fell on my ass, and with more pressure, ended up lying on my back.

My breaths became shallow and erratic in an instant. Looking up, the looming shape of the Arcanine's body hiding me in its shadow, and there was the canine's cock, far above my head as he was still standing. Still fully erect, and still throbbing. I opened my mouth to talk, but he was already moving, having barely given me a second to hear his growly breaths and to see his body was shaking. He stepped forward slightly, his back paws heavily hitting the ground next to my head, while he pushed down on my legs with his front paws for some balance as I saw him spread his legs, his crotch approaching my face dangerously fast. He got in position to sit down, his sack and length swaying slightly as he found just the right angle. I tried to move my hands up to push him away, but I might as well have tried to stop a truck. As casually as one would sit down on a chair, I found myself pinned under the canine's enormous balls, everything becoming muffled as my vision turned to black and the only sense left to me was the ability to smell him, the intoxicating scent making my head spin in an instant while he had already began to grind down against my face.

More. He needed more. One orgasm wasn't enough. The squirming little Lucario under him was only making him more excited, his length throbbing back into a full erection as he reveled in the sensation of the small male twitching with every grind and push. Bitey dragged his sack up and down, left and right, practically dragging the Lucario's face along with every motion. The Arcanine wasn't thinking clearly anymore. Going fully on instinct, it was akin to a perverse need to punish an insolent breeding mate : telling them they were meant to be below him, and hammering that point in with a thorough humiliation. He lifted his hips slightly, revealing the silly expression on his face as the Arcanine's balls hovered a few inches above the Lucario's muzzle. He swayed his hips, the smaller male's cum-stained maw half-opened through shallow breaths. There was twisted pleasure in playing with his toy's weaknesses, with something so simple as burying his face in massive balls. Bitey felt his heart beat hard in his chest, overcome with a feral need to torture and break. He let his hips down, his sack plapping against the Lucario's entire damn head. Then he lifted his hips again, the expression having become even more lustful, if that was even possible. The tiny canine's arms sprawled out on each side. Then Bitey sat again. Bouncing his far-too-enormous package on the face of a slut who was enjoying this a little too much. Dropping as much of his weight as he could with every plap without hurting his victim. If victim was even a word that could be used, considering the muffled whimpers that escaped from under him, and the twitches he could feel from the frail body that wasn't even resisting anymore. And when he got tired of teabagging the little toy, he went back to dragging his jewels on every part of his Lucario's face, including his maw, too small to take anything in, too weak and broken by lust to even kiss or suck.

But the canine's length was screaming for another release. A bigger one. Screaming for a thorough breeding. And it just so happened that the closest, most easily available hole was an impossibly small maw.

With a low snarl, the Arcanine dragged his monstrous, pulsating cock from the Lucario's chest to his maw. His knot, almost as thick as the smaller male's head, went from resting against his neck, to pushing against his lips, to being replaced by endless inches of dog meat, sliding across his lips until the tip finally found the hole it needed. A few more pulses made pre ooze into the Lucario's maw, which he swallowed weakly. Bitey growled. Of course, the slut was still into this.

He didn't even think of holding back. When he pushed his tip inside and felt the shy suckles around it, the warm tongue slowly swirling around while the Lucario gulped all the precum he was being fed, Bitey readjusted, moving his massive body at just the right angle for a good pounding...

Despite what he felt was a moderate pace, the canine still shoved the entirety of his two feet long cock at a speed that was far too much for the little male. Bitey growled hard and humped powerfully, slapping his knot against the Luu's lips with a few needy thrusts, just to hammer in the point that he wasn't going to stop anytime soon, despite the loud gags and the squirming he could feel under him. That Lucario's throat was far too tight. And felt so good. So warm. He needed to breed it. Over and over. Knot it and pump his toy full of cum. For hours. Bitey knew his toy had plenty of experience sucking his enormous dick. Today wasn't going to be any different.

Loud, sloppy noises of sex filled the little thicket in which the two were fucking. Or rather, in which the Arcanine was relieving his stress and pent-up lust on a twitching, gurgling Lucario. The thick shaft stretching his throat and filling his whole body, the huge knot sending spit flying as he gagged and made a mess. Strings of saliva hanging between the knot and the Lucario's face, Bitey's balls swinging and hitting his toy's muzzle and face heavily. And god, did those balls bounce, turning the mess into a raunchy and drippy scene like none other, the sticky, spit out saliva bubbling out of the Lucario's nose and coating Bitey's sack as it swung and bounced over and over. The Arcanine had basically no desire to slow down.

How... How had this happened ?

My mind was struggling to catch up as I was gripping onto Bitey's thighs, gurgling loudly and coughing as his massive dick was being shoved deep inside my throat. I couldn't even see anything, as his sack swung against my face and prevented me from getting any bearings. When had I lost control of this ? It all happened so fast. And now I was having my maw stuffed full of dick, with nothing to do but squirm under a male who hopelessly overpowered me. The best I managed to do was to relax my throat, letting my experience help me in taking the canine's shaft : the panicked gags turning more and more into gulps and sucks, going along with each thrust, massaging Bitey's cock. If I was to be mawfucked like this, I might as well have done a good job.

The change didn't go unnoticed, as I felt him tense up, his front paws, which were pinning me down right up until now, leaving my legs and being planted firmly on the ground next to my body. Bitey grinded his knot insistently against my maw before slowly slipping his shaft out of my maw : suckling on it the whole way through created quite a sloppy noise while saliva oozed out of my stuffed maw, stopping at the tip. Finally, a moment to see and breathe a bit more-

Cut short by the entire weight of the canine slamming down on my face, my throat full of cock once more with my lips kissing at the canine's knot. I gagged hard and twitched, clawing his legs, tearing up a little. F-fuck, that was a lot. I may have been insanely turned on by the size difference, but this was so rough. And I had to just take it when Bitey did it all over again, pulling out slowly and then slamming down, letting his balls bounce heavily on my face. Once, twice, again and again. I... I probably deserved this, in hindsight.

But it didn't change the fact that so much spit and precum were spilling out and that my face had become a complete and utter sticky mess. I couldn't help my squirming, as if there even was a way out for me. I couldn't even moan, instead constantly having to gag or suck him off. I was dizzy as hell. A-Arcanines' size doesn't come with no consequences, I guess. But holy shit, was this a lot for me. I couldn't have asked for a better spot, stuck under a big canine's crotch and forced to be his little mawsleeve, but the way he suddenly picked up the pace, once again fucking my throat as if he were just breeding another female, got me gagging way more than I usually would.

His knot was so thick, and I became aware of how insistently he was pushing it against my lips with each thrust and bounce. He was growling loudly, his whole body curled and tensed up, focused on breeding the shit out of me. A puddle of spit and pre had formed under my head, the same liquids dripping from his nuts, as Bitey's humps became shallow and deep. I... I shouldn't have been surprised that he was trying to knot my maw. My body moved on its own. I wasn't even thinking, yet I was sucking him in, relaxing my jaw for the inevitable... Perhaps even enjoying this a bit more than I would admit. With the full force of his hips, Arcanine grinded and grinded, the bulb already so thick. He would hump hard, frustrated, making it slap some more against my maw. Like a train trying to force its way into a tunnel half its size. My grip on his thighs tightened. Maybe I was even pulling him in a little.

Then it started sliding in. Reaching that point of no return, painfully slow, before a wet "SCHLK~" punctuated the knot finding its way inside my tiny maw, bloating my cheeks, hefty balls now resting comfortably on my entire face.

Feeling him be somehow deeper inside me, feeling that enormous, throbbing piece of meat fill my cheeks, was nearly enough to make me pass out. I couldn't see anything. My face was buried in his sack, which I could feel sagging. Bitey still somehow gave a few thrusts : he was thoroughly locked inside me, but that didn't stop him from humping harshly, making his nuts bounce and slap loudly on my face and forcing me to suck around his knot far more, edging him on. I felt the entire buildup to his orgasm : his body shivering, his sack sagging, and then his length inflating as a huge glob of cum traversed it before exploding into a massive orgasm deep inside my belly. My head was spinning, my mind stuck in a lustful haze as I swallowed, and swallowed, and swallowed. It didn't take long for cum to start spilling out of my maw, and bubbling out of my nose...

Bitey had lifted his head, groaning and huffing into the air as his orgasm shook him to his core. Finally, a release. The tiny maw and throat milking his cock were pushing him into shooting massive globs of cum, and he couldn't stop himself from humping the Lucario's face with each throb, the slaps of his sack becoming wet and sloppy with all the thick sperm that was pouring on them. The little male's gulps were loud as well, but quickly overtaken by the sounds of everything that was spilling out.

Each throb was like a pulse of electricity in the canine's body : he was huffing so hard, so tensed up that fire was coming out of his nose and through his clenched teeth. He grinded his hips against the Lucario's maw, rolling them just to make sure he understood to keep sucking. Bitey wasn't sure if those sounds were moans, or if his toy was struggling, or whatever else. It was like playing with a squeaky toy. Except he was breeding the hell out of this toy, and he wasn't even close to done.

The orgasm kept going. And kept going. The Lucario's belly inflating. And when it showed signs of dying down, the throbs weakening, a sense of pure frustration washed over the huge canine.

No. More.

He bit down on the Lucario's thigh, and began to fuck his face all over again. The tiny male under him barely had any strength to squirm anymore, reduced to nothing more than a limp, tight hole to breed : Bitey growled, and suddenly tugged hard, letting his fat knot slip out of the tiny maw. But before the Lucario could even react, the Arcanine had pushed down again, and with more sloppy noises, knotted his slut all over again. The overstimulation of a second knotting sent powerful shivers down the Arcanine's back, who gritted his teeth and barked as his shaft suddenly inflated with a far, far more massive shot of cum, his orgasm reinvigorated. Hefty balls, and powerful hips slamming down against the Lucario's face, sending the thick gooey liquid flying everywhere in large spurts that covered quite an area, bigger than before. Thick jets that splurted out up to 4 feet away from the Arcanine and soaked his entire crotch, bubbles and globs of cum pouring out.

Bitey was paralyzed by the pleasure of what felt like a second orgasm in the middle of his first. He had to stay still for the first time, his thighs shaking like crazy around his Lucario's face while more gooey cum flew everywhere, his balls producing insane amounts of it. The quantity he was shooting out into his small toy was almost painfully huge, maddening pleasure mixing with the effort his body exerted to pump this absurd amount, which far exceeded what a male would need to impregnate a female.

Bitey realized every muscle in his body had been tensed up when the ridiculous explosion of cum that followed the second wave of his orgasm gave way to more "reasonable" (if that's even a word that could be used for this dog) spurts. He lifted his back leg, finally riding out his orgasm, whose amount was still big enough to spill out onto the Lucario's face. The canine's feral, snarly face had turned into a relaxed and almost silly expression, tongue lolled out, panting while he finished emptying his balls...

The fog of his impulses, which had obscured his mind, finally lifted. Bitey shook his head, and blinked. Oh, no! He looked down, seeing his Lucario friend still swallowing near endless amounts of cum, his hands weakly petting his thighs. Oh, thank gosh he hadn't passed out. Oh boy. The Arcanine looked around, seeing the explosive spurts of cum behind him, having stained the grass up to an incredible range. He had never orgasmed quite so hard. He wasn't thinking at all! He tried to tug and tug at his knot, growling with a desperate and apologetic tone, but he was tightly locked...

I had noticed the change. I was nearly K.O.d from the insane orgasm Bitey had just had, and at this point it felt like every cell in my body had just been replaced with cum. But the little growls that I was hearing now, as well as the attempts at tugging his knot free, indicated he was back to his normal self.

W-well. I don't know if I had deserved all of that.

**

It took several more minutes before Bitey's knot was soft enough to slip out. It did so with a little wet noise, followed by the rest of the canine's length which finally exited my maw, making more cum spill out until it popped out. I gasped for air, so glad that I finally allowed a few breaths, while Bitey looked back worryingly, letting his length press against my cheek.

"H-holy shit," I just panted, looking around and seeing the absurd mess around me through my blurry, exhausted vision. "G... get off me, you big dumb mutt."

He obeyed, with a little whine. I saw him sit down wherever there wasn't a puddle of cum, which was a few steps away. I sat back up, and the whole world began spinning. Ha. Haha! No one had ever told me having an Arcanine friend would be like this. Holy shit. If even a sweet boy like him could go so fuckin' feral, I had to be extra careful.

He walked back up to me as I was rubbing my forehead, and gave a few worried licks to my hand and face. I didn't even want to imagine how I looked. I could feel the thick mess covering my face.

"Alright, alright Bitey... I'm... I'm fine. Or, uh, as fine as I'll ever be after being filled with an explosion of cum," I retorted, making him whimper again. I sighed, and petted his cheeks gently.

"Let's, uh... Let's find a way to clean up."