Breaking in the New Pet
This is my first commissioned work.
All characters belong to Nyn... Er... Their owners.
This is even more adult than the last one!
This is a sequel to "C'mon... He doesn't bite. Hard." Commissioned by Nyn because he wanted to see what happened next.
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Tristan awoke to a soft licking at his chin. He groaned and a husky voice chuckled, "Wakey Wakey, my little bunny..."
His eyes snapped open and he found himself looking at Punk, who was lying on the hare's chest. The folf seemed so much bigger than before. Either that or the bunny was smaller. Either way, everything below his shoulders was covered in the soft fur of the grey and red folf. The next thing he noticed was that his body was actually curled up in some sort of canine bed. He looked around and found he was in a bedroom. He looked back at the normal bed and saw Jizzal and Nyn grinning. He was about to say something when Punk started to affectionately nibble at his neck, which he had unwittingly exposed when he looked around. He murmured softly.
The grey wolf chuckled, "Aww... Poor Tris." He threw an arm around his mate as they watched the folf teasing their bunny friend.
Jizzal nuzzled softly at Nyn before speaking to Punk, "You know, Tris isn't gonna be able to walk for a while if you keep his legs pinned like that.
Punk looked at Jizzal with a grin, "Why do you think I'm on him?"
Nyn laughed and sat up, stretching with a groan, "Mmmm... Punk, let him up. I wanna make sure he knows he's safe."
Tris had been in a state of half awareness for the whole conversation, first due to the nips and licks all over his neck, then the grinds from that big folf cock that was pressed to his upturned rump while the folf responded to his Masters. "Nnn... You'll lemme have him back, right?"
Nyn sighed, "Yes Punk, now let the poor bunny think."
Punk grumbled and slid off of Tris as Nyn stepped off the bed. Jizzal sat on the edge of the bed, watching his Mate reach down and scoop Tris up by the crook of his armpits. The skunk grinned as he saw that Tris had been reformed a bit younger than he was before, which is where the size difference had come from.
Nyn held him until he was steady enough to support himself, at which point he walked around the little hare to his front. "Now, Tris. I want you to know that yesterday Punk swallowed you whole and digested you into pudge for his body. He remade you a body so you could keep living. Do you understand?"
Tris blinked softly, attempting to take in that information, before he nodded softly, "I-I think so..."
He looked over at Punk, who indeed was not quite so svelte as he remembered, then looked back to Nyn, "Y-Yeah, but why am I so small?"
Punk chuckled, coming around behind the hare, "Because you're so much easier to snuggle this way..." He felt forepaws rest on his shoulders as the folf reared up, before his ear got nuzzled and whispered into, "And I love to snuggle my little bunny." He shivered softly, blushing.
Nyn chuckled and went to sit over with Jizzal. The skunk swayed his tail, amused, aroused, and also glad that his plan was going so well. He hadn't been sure that Nyn would go along with it at first. He kissed Nyn softly and leaned against him, watching Punk idly.
The folf whispered in Tris' ear, "Mmmm... lean forward, bunny. I'll tell you when to stop..."
Tris blushed and bent forward, the folf keeping his paws on his shoulders as he did so, until he felt the folf's member poke against his tailhole. He shuddered, and grunted softly as Punk decided to let his forelimbs hang over his shoulders, causing the folf's body to flop onto his back, nearly knocking him foreward.
"You can stop now, Bunny." Punk whispered, before he ground his length again, "Do you want me to mount you again, little Bunny?"
Tris nodded softly, "Please..."
"Good bunny." Punk grunted as he pushed into the hare's tight tailhole once more was spread by his lancing folfdom. Tris panted, and could feel his body reacting to his rump stretching, his own loins rising to erection. He noticed it was a lot easier to take Punk's shaft this time and figured the folf had done something when he remade the bunny. He stopped thinking about it when Punk nibbled his neck softly, starting to relax.
Punk thrust into Tris for a few minutes, making sure not to go so hard as to knock the bunny over, before he gently pulled off, leaving Tris confused, cold, and with a stretched rump.
He turned, wondering what was going on, and found himself looking up at a very dominant male wolf. He blushed deeply, and looked to see Punk had gone over to nuzzle and lick Jizzal on the bed, before starting to mount him. He looked back up at Nyn, "Everything Punk owns is mine too, bunny..."
Tris blushed deeper and Nyn rubbed the back of his head, bringing it close to his swollen sheath. The bunny got the idea pretty quickly and started to lick at the lupine sheath. Within moments Nyn's shaft started to emerge, and Tris started to lick along its firming form, causing the wolf to groan deeply and rub over Tris' ears. Tristan started to chuur softly as his sensitive ears were rubbed, the vibration from his chest working into his tongue and enhancing the sensations he was giving Nyn.
The tall wolf was soon fully erect. He gently lifted Tris away from his shaft and sat on the edge of the bed, before he set the bunny's rump atop his saliva coated spire of malehood. He shuddered and groaned, tail raised high as Nyn lowered him down gradually onto his meat. Tristan panted, and looked over to Jizzal, who simply grinned at him.
The skunk was on his back, with Punk pounding his rump at a mile a minute. He groaned softly, and winked at Tris, making the bunny blush.
His rump meeting Nyn's lap brought him back to reality. He blushed deeply, looking up at the wolf as he felt Nyn's knot forming against his tailhole, a familiar urge forming in the bunny to be tied. Before he could push down and take it while it was still unformed, the wolf had hefted him up a bit, as if anticipating his urges and doing exactly what he needed to do to tease him. It worked, and Tristan whined softly with need, bucking his hips a little.
Nyn chuckled, "Aww... Poor lil bunny needs a knot?" He began to thrust, careful not to let the knot do more than brush the hare's rump. He angled his shaft in to hit very specific pressure points inside Tris, enough to drive him mad but not enough to get him off. He writhed in Nyn's embrace as the assault of pleasure continued on.
Meanwhile, Punk had turned Jizzal over, and mounted him under tail, humping happily with his tongue lolling out. Jizzal groaned happily, stroking himself with one paw as the other kept him from face-planting into the bedding. Punk was licking at the tip of Jizzal's tail, playfully nipping it between pants and licks.
Tris mewled softly as he felt Nyn thrusting harder and harder into him, the knot starting to bounce off his pucker, spreading it a bit more every time. Finally it popped into place and Tris cried out, starting to cum hard.
Nyn just kept thrusting, not quite done with the bunny yet. He raised his left paw to Tris' muzzle and the bunny blushed. He had caught all of Tris' orgasm on his paw. "Lick it clean, Bunny."
Tris bushed deeply, "Y-Yes Sir..." He managed between pants, and started to obediently lick the paw free of his own seed. He chuured softly at the taste as Nyn started to rub his ears, the thrusts in his rump reduced to a gentle rocking. The wolf was apparently in no hurry, just riding the tight rump he had in his lap.
Nyn leaned down to kiss Tris' forehead softly when the bunny finished cleaning his paw, and looked to see that Jizzal had moved to be on top of Punk, the folf blushing at his Master. Nyn grinned and looked from Punk to Tris, and licking his lips suggestively. The folf seemed to get what Nyn was implying, and nodded, panting happily. Nyn stood, nothing but his cock holding up Tristan, and keeping him upright as he turned to face Jizzal and Punk.
Tristan murmured softly, eyes shut in afterglow. He felt his legs dangling, before they were on the bed, between Nyn's own. He vaguely wondered what was going on, before he felt hot breath on him. He opened his eyes to see Punk grinning at him, looking very pleased.
"Hey lil bunny..." Punk rumbled lustily, licking his lips. "Ready to be mine again...?"
Tris blushed deeply, then thought about how soft it was inside of Punk... He nodded softly.
"That's a good bunny..." He gaped his maw open, and he felt Nyn raise his head. His vision became nothing but flesh for a moment, then he was in the dark heat of Punk's body.
Nyn rumbled happily as he watched Punk's lips reach Tris' shoulders, waiting for the folf to adjust before he pushed forward with his hips, starting to gently force-feed Punk his bunny.
Punk closed his eyes, growling happily as his tongue tasted over the bunny's shoulderblades, letting his Master thrust the bunny deeper by a few inches every second or so, a nice leisurely pace to enjoy the hare in his maw and throat, even as his tailhole was being pleasured by Jizzal's own member.
Jizzal was grinning brightly at the sight of his mate feeding his friend to his pet, and leaned in to kiss Nyn softly. The wolf responded by wrapping an arm around the skunk and they started to tenderly make out, getting closer to each other every time Nyn thrusted Tris a little deeper. Jizzal started to suckle on Nyn's tongue, working his lips against the wolf's, reaching down to playfully tease Tris' spent shaft where it lay on his belly, Punk's snout nearing it.
Tris groaned from his position somewhere in Punk's chest cavity as he felt a paw playing with his oversensitive orgasm drained loins. His ears were filled with the by now familiar sound of the folf's heartbeat, which he was starting to find strangely soothing. He felt his head push up against a tight ring of flesh, and then it loosened, letting his muzzle through. He inhaled and coughed a little, realizing that he was about to enter the stomach again. Moments later his whole head was inside, and he realized that Nyn was starting to thrust harder!
Nyn moaned into Jizzal's mouth, holding the skunk tighter as he felt his orgasm approaching, wanting to fill Tris with his seed before he was tucked away inside the hungry Folf completely. He groaned, as he felt that Tris understood his need, because the bunny's rump started to flex and massage around his shaft and knot. He clenched his eyes shut, feeling Punk's tongue on his balls, before he broke the kiss and howled in orgasm, starting to pump his load deep into the bunny that was hips deep in Punk.
Tristan groaned softly, his shoulders with him in Punk's belly now as he felt Nyn's knot thicken and the burning wolf seed rush up inside him, filling up his insides rapidly. The peristaltic motions of the folf caused his shoulders to scrunch up, since the wolf's knot was holding him firmly in place, and he noticed his ears were now in the belly with him fully. He felt his arms being bent, and a few moments later his paws popped out of the throat and his arms were in the belly too. He started to rub around the walls, before he belched suddenly. He felt at his belly and realized it was swelling! He whimpered softly, confused before he belched again, tasting cum on his breath. He whimpered, his mind filling with images of his tummy filling with so much seed, and he found that his member was hard again, the thoughts and feeling of the peristaltic motions arousing him once more. He blushed, even though no one could see it, and belched again. This time some seed sprayed out of his mouth.
Nyn panted softly as he stopped cumming into the bunny, although Punk's insistence on slathering over his nuts the whole time kept him going longer than he expected. With a grunt he pulled his swollen knot out, hearing a muffled grunt from inside the folf. He chuckled and kissed Jizzal again as Punk started swallowing again, his tongue sliding in to plug the bunny's rump as Nyn's shaft slid all the way out. The wolf then walked on his knees around to snuggle more directly with his mate, who was still idly thrusting into Punk.
The folf growled happily as he reared his head back, working the bunny's thighs into his thoat, feeling his meal start to have to curl up around his own swollen belly inside the snug elastic chamber that held him. He chuckled softly as he felt Tris starting to masturbate, and gulped his knees in. He slathered his way along the hare's calves, closing his eyes at the flavor of the bunny, until he was left with a couple big bunny feet left outside. He started to lick them idly, not letting the bunny slide in any deeper as he teased them. Tris wriggled around, making his belly jerk and sway. Punk kept this up for another half a minute, before he decided to work those paws into his muzzle, and close it up behind them. He suckled happily, before with a loud gulp he sent Tristan back into his belly.
Tristan cried out, his shaft starting to spasm and shoot his seed in his paw as his feet entered the snug throat. The hare panted, riding out his peak, and when he came down his legs were folded up neatly under his belly.
Punk rumbled happily in his chest, before he opened his eyes. He found himself staring into Nyn's throat! He yipped in surprise but Jizzal's cock in his rump prevented him from backing away. He whimpered a little, and his muzzle was wrapped in thick wolven throatflesh. He wriggled weakly, his tail lashing about against the skunk's belly, before he felt Jizzal starting to thrust him forward into Nyn. He whiiined softly as the same technique to fill his belly was being used on him...
Jizzal grinned down at Nyn, reaching to rub over the wolf's head as he thrust harder, watching the folf's shoulders and ribcage get pressed into his mate. He kept thrusting, not quite ready to cum just yet. Jizzal got an idea and reached to rub Punk's hindquarters, before taking hold.
Punk groaned as he felt his belly start to get squished by the advancing maw on him. He belched from the pressure, wrapping up Tris tight inside, before he noticed that Jizzal was doing something with his hind legs. He wriggled a little bit, but he found his legs were folded up alongside his belly, and his hindpaws were getting drawn into Nyn's maw. He whined softly, feeling Jizzal thrusting harder and harder into him.
Tris murmured softly as the stomach got tighter again with that belching sound, but he wondered why Punk kept whining so. He got his answer when he started to feel pressure from outside the folf, and blushed, realizing that Punk was getting eaten in turn. He panted softly, and was already feeling drowsy from the warmth and lack of air, so he rubbed his paws out against the wall of the belly.
Nyn growled happily as he felt his meal's occupant rubbing out against his tongue and licked firmly back at the bunny's paws. But soon his muzzle reached Punk's crotch, and his throat had nearly ghostly bulges of the curled up bunny's rubs due to the double layer it had to travel through. He started to teasingly lick over Punk's loins as Jizzal kept thrusting eagerly, and then he gulped firmly, pulling the cock into his throat, reaching a paw to rub that very different bulge as he was left with a tail and Jizzal's cock in his muzzle. He suckled his mate's shaft tenderly.
Jizzal moaned out, feeling himself reaching the edge, Nyn's tongue combined with the folf's tail sliding alongside his black shaft made it too much to bear. Jizzal cried out, his paws tencing against the back of Nyn's head. He started to cum as Punk's tail slid in fully into Nyn's muzzle, splattering the tip of the furry appendage with his skunky seed.
Nyn waited for Jizzal to be done with his peak and gulped loudly, sending the skunk's load and the folf all the way into his gut. He sat back, licking his lips and letting out a belch as he slapped his massive gut. Jizzal murred and scooted over to cuddle alongside his mate, rubbing the belly full of folf full of cream-filled bunny. Nyn kissed Jizzal softly and rubbed his back, "Mmmm... All mine."
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