Muscle Magic
Muscle Magic
By Danath Skarlath (C) his player
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Skarlath smiled at the massive equine and handed the big male an ice cream cone. The red wolf, no small fry himself, turned back to the ice cream stand and picked up his own cone.
Skarlath was visiting this realm again. He'd found it quite interesting last time, and so he'd found the equine and met him at the beach, which Skarlath had not yet seen.
"So the tides are controlled by the moon?" the red wolf asked, taking a lick of his ice cream cone.
He looked fairly ridiculous, he realized. At 6-foot-4 and 450 pounds of muscle and fur, daintily holding an ice cream cone between his claws did little for his image.
He was mollified that the stallion looked even more ridiculous. The equine was over seven feet, closer to eight, and weighed almost 800 pounds. He was wearing a t-shirt that stretched taut over his chest and abs, and his thighs were thicker than Skarlath's hips.
Roan grimaced as he tried to lick the ice cream cone. The entire ball of frozen desert came off and stuck to the stallion's large red tongue, so he quickly pulled it back into his muzzle. He snorted as he swallowed, then popped the waffle cone in and chewed a few times.
"Yeah, the moon determines the tides here," he said. His heavy hooves shook the wooden boardwalk as they walked side by side, taking up most of the walkway.
"Crazy," Skarlath said, shaking his head. He followed the equine's lead and popped the ice cream cone into his muzzle hold and chewed a few times, then shivered as the cold food slid down the back of his throat.
"But you didn't come to visit me just to talk about the waves," Roan said. The black stallion snorted again and slid his hand down Skarlath's backside, over the red wolf's lower back, then squeezed the canine's rump firmly.
Skarlath grinned up at the equine as only a wolf could and licked his lips.
"Am I that obvious?" he asked.
Roan smiled and squeezed his fingers again, crushing the red wolf's rump under his large fingers. Skarlath moaned and stumbled a little, tail automatically lifting for the equine.
"How about I take you back to my place?" Roan said, finally releasing the muscular wolf's bubble-rump.
Skarlath nodded quickly and adjusted his tight blue jeans - his bulge was threatening to pop up past the waistband.
They walked to the stallion's apartment, drawing stares as they went - it wasn't everyday more than half a ton of muscle walked past, after all.
Roan opened the door to his apartment and motioned for Skarlath to enter first. The wolf was barely inside before the stallion closed the door and pinned him against the wall.
Skarlath shuddered as he felt the massive male's hot breath on his ears and he whined without realizing it. Roan's hips shoved forward, grinding the stallion's bulge against his rump. The horse was wearing a pair of baggy exercise shorts - or at least, they'd be baggy on anyone else. On him, they wrapped tightly around his muscular thighs and outlined his hard rump, which flexed as he thrust forward against the wolf.
Skarlath's chest squeezed against the wall as the stallion leaned into him. The wolf groaned as his cock swelled in his pants; the thick tip pushed out of the waistband and pressed into the fur on his belly as the horse's hands squeezed his shoulders. The big stallion's musk filled Skarlath's nostrils and he whined again, a ridiculous noise coming from a near 500 pound male.
Roan turned him around, then pressed forward again. Skarlath's muzzle tipped up and the horse was there, muzzle opening against his. The wolf shivered as Roan's firming bulge slid into his belly; he could feel the male's enormous testicles pressing over the long bulge of his own erection.
Roan's fingers stroked gently down his sides, but when they got to the wolf's rump, the horse was rough. Roan squeezed hard, bruisingly tough, and the wolf clung to him eagerly, gasping for breath between kisses. The stallion enjoying Skarlath's rump, and Skarlath was more than willing to give the equine anything he wanted.
The stallion's black skin slid over Skarlath's thick red pelt as they pressed together tightly, massive chests sliding against each other. Their arms bulged as they flexed, hotly trying to outdo each other when it came to their sizes.
Roan pulled away, panting heavily, and pulled off his shirt. Skarlath licked his lips and moaned, unable to help himself when he reached forward to draw his palms down the equine's massive chest. The wolf felt over each pec and crevice, teased down the sharp valleys of his abdominals, and traced his fingers over the deep cuts leading to his crotch. The red wolf's tongue slid across each of the stallion's thick nipples; Roan groaned and cupped the back of the wolf's head, pulling him forward firmly.
Skarlath's paws tugged at the equine's shorts, dragging them down. Immediately, the stallion's massive prick jumped up between them. Almost two feet long and eight inches thick, the feel of it grinding between his chest and Roan's made Skarlath hornier than he thought possible. The scent of the equine's musk made him growl and he leaned down, slathering the mottled pink head of the flaring shaft with his tongue.
Roan sighed and leaned back, gripping his cock at the base and pushing it forward. Skarlath's paws ran up and down the length, feeling the thick veins pulsing under the pink-splotched skin, and kissed the flared head before dragging his tongue down the urethra. Thick pre-cum dribbled out the tip and Skarlath happily licked it up as the equine watched, eyes blazing.
"On the bed," Roan growled.
Skarlath nodded and turned, pulling off his shirt and shorts as they finally got out of the hallway. The wolf leaned over the bed, hips out, tail raised, displaying the tight pucker between his cheeks for the stallion, who was following close behind.
Roan nudged the tip of his flared shaft against the canine's rump and, without much preamble, thrust forward.
Skarlath howled with pleasure as he felt his ass stretch around the muscular equine's cock. It was thick enough that the horse didn't even need to hold his hips as he slid forward - the horse could just lean in and pin the wolf down with cock alone.
The red wolf whined again and wriggled, glad his magic allowed him to take such a massive cock. He knew Roan appreciate their time together too - the horse didn't have any other partners who could handle his erection.
Roan's hips thrust forward as the stallion planted his massive hooves against the floor. His legs and thighs went taut as he forced himself forward, grinding his thickness heavily into the sexy red wolf underneath him. Roan leaned down, pressing his massive chest into the wolf's back, and clamped his teeth down around the canine's twitching ears.
Skarlath yipped and clenched his rump as his paws shot forward, grasping for the bed covers and pulling them close. His cock was pointing down at the floor, having been pressed to the side of the bed. He could feel it throbbing and spurting onto the floor, and the stallion's thighs grinding closer, squeezing his balls, which had pushed back between his legs.
Roan's hands grasped the sides of Skarlath's muscular rump and squeezed again, forcing the thick flesh around his shaft as he pumped forward heavily. The red wolf cried out and wriggled, tail wagging furiously against the big stallion's chest, and pushed backwards eagerly.
Roan moaned deeply and thrust hard and fast, grunting as his cock stretched the smaller male. He saw the wolf's cock and grinned - it was spurting thickly onto the carpet, leaving a thick pool of white seed.
The horse reached forward and wrapped his arms around Skarlath's belly and chest, then pulled the male up until he was standing.
Skarlath cried out and gasped as his legs dangled a few inches off the floor. Roan's arms squeezed him powerfully, compressing his chest and belly, and the horse thrust upwards thickly, bouncing the red wolf up and down. Skarlath's erection shot up and down, wagging as much as his tail had moments before.
Roan shuddered as he felt his cock expand inside the wolf's rump and he pressed his thick lips to the back of the wolf's neck.
"Oh, you naughty canine," he gasped, eyes squeezing shut as he felt power surge through his body.
Skarlath moaned, but managed to laugh as the stallion's arms thickened considerably and his legs dangled farther from the floor.
Roan's cock swelled thicker and thicker, until it was over a foot and a half in width and almost four feet long. His head scraped the ceiling and his biceps were as thick as the wolf's chest. The stallion grunted as he drove his cock into the squirming, panting canine and grinned as he lipped at the back of his neck.
Skarlath did enjoy using his magic, especially to make Roan even more buff and spectacularly thick than he already was, and the horse didn't mind one bit.
The red wolf's belly rippled as the flared head of the stallion's erection drove deeply into his body. His red ears flicked and his light purple hair twisted side to side as he panted and groaned, sucking in deep breaths when he could - the stallion was squeezing him hard, grinding him back to the massive pectorals that now sat to either side of the wolf's head. He could feel the ridges of the stallion's abdominals and kicked his legs as the huge male pulled him down heavily.
The canine's knot, long since inflated to it's full size, began to jerk back and and forth, pulling the rest of the cock with it. Skarlath's paws were at his sides - the stallion had his arms around them, along with the rest of his body. He moaned and leaned his head back, feeling the thick muscle of the horse's chest surround his ears and tipped his muzzle back. He howled loudly as he came uncontrollably, spraying thick jets of white wolf-cum across the bed, the wall, and the floor.
Roan moaned hugely as he felt the squirming wolf cum - the canine's body clenched around him and the massive stallion, well over 11 feet tall now, shifted his grip to the wolf's hips. Pushing down hard, the stallion hilted inside the wolf and gasped as his thick head flared hugely, stretching the muscular wolf's chest and belly.
Skarlath gurgled when the first shot of cum hit his insides. By the third, cum was trickling out his nose and mouth as the stallion pulled on his hips, forcing him to stay tight around his cock. The big red wolf jerked, cock shooting even harder, but he found himself unable to move, impaled as he was on the stallion's massive erection.
By the tenth spray of cum, Skarlath's muzzle was leaking almost as much cum as was spraying out of his own massive cock. His stomach had lost most of its definition as his whole body inflated with the amount of cum the horse was forcing into his over-stretched rump. Skarlath's eyes rolled into the back of his head as, for what seemed like hours, jet after jet of thick horse-cum flooded his body.
In fact, it took only two hours for the horse to finish. The male's balls hung past his knees as they relaxed, and Roan's grip loosened around the wolf's hips.
As his cock softened, Roan pulled back slowly, grunting and moaning as he did. Skarlath was twitching and crying out, hypersensitive to the stallion's shaft as it was pulled from his ass. When the flared head finally popped free wetly, Skarlath moaned and flopped onto the bed, holding his belly in both arms.
"Mmmmm.... why did I think that was a good idea?" the red wolf groaned. His rump closed up tightly as he used his magic to clean himself up; soon his stomach was back to its normal muscular state. He sneezed a few times, clearing his nostrils of horse cum, and grinned at the now much-larger equine who was panting hard as he stood next to the bed.
Skarlath laughed and rolled over, eyes traveling over Roan's incredible chest and stomach. The horse's neck was mostly gone, disappeared into the hulking mass of his shoulders. The black stallion grinned broadly and flipped the wolf off.
"You're gonna put me back to normal, right?" he asked, glancing around. Taking a step back, the floor creaked dangerously beneath his hoof, which was as big as a television. "Otherwise we're gonna end up in the apartment below!"
Skarlath rolled his eyes. "You're no fun... fine..."
The stallion felt his body shrinking and nodded. "Good... but... hold on!"
Skarlath laughed as the stallion was reduced to his normal sub-eight foot height, but his cock remained unchanged.
"Oh, now you're gonna get it," Roan said, reaching out to try and cuff the wolf's ears playfully.
Skarlath smiled. "Only if you can catch me, and with that swinging around, I don't think you'll be able to do much running!" The wolf hopped off the bed and ducked past Roan's arms.
"C'mon, Roan - I want to see if your swim trunks still fit!"
There was a crash as the horse threw a book at the wolf, then heavy pounding as Roan chased him, then howls of pleasure when he caught the wolf.
Skarlath's tongue flopped out of his muzzle as the horse mounted him from behind in the middle of the kitchen.
Magic, he decided, really was wonderful.