Research Butt Buddy

Story by WordCaster on SoFurry

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A bored gaze from a horny alligator at the blick, black sky, shimmering with countless stars, a moon laminating the desert below; a serene and peaceful night in this dry wasteland. Trigger, the Bandit King, the ruler of the harsh desert is in need of a mate. The gator sitting pantless on a small heap of boulders, gently rubbing his green, hard shaft, simulating his cock with long strokes as he sighs with mild pleasure. A drop of pre-cum escapes the pink tip of his breeder and drips down his staff. His balls ache for to release its seed into someone, begging not to paw and instead dominate and claim a tailhole as its territory.

"I got to breed someone. Tonight." Due to his last hiatus in the previous town he is once again on the run. Fleeing from bounty hunters and lawmen, turning back to the closest town is a bad idea. The next stop is a day's walk away. He looks down at his throbbing hard shaft and starts to paw off, occasionally caressing his balls, mentally telling his penis to accept being jerked and wait another day to breed a behind.

But then, he notices a bright light reflecting on the rocks in front of him. Sure enough, behind the bandit king a fire, a camp fire. "Who lights a fire this late? It's way past dusk." The gator stops pawing and pulls his pants up. "What luck, it's probably some stupid traveler. Looks like I get to mate tonight after all." The alligator carefully and slowly stands then walks slowly to investigate the light source.

Taking each step lightly, he comes across a humming sound. Sitting at the camp fire was a little chubby brown boar, legs sprawled out and wiggling his toes back and forth, stretching them? Who is this kid? The bandit thought. The swine gets out a book and starts reading. This is too easy. A trap? Only one way to find out.

"Shouldn't you be in bed kid?" The alligator stands firmly with his arms crossed at the chubby boar. The boar panics at the sight of the gator and quickly scurries to a leather camping bag.

"Get back! I am warning you!" He says as he frantically goes though the bag. As I thought, a foolish traveler, the gator smiles at the boar, back turned, still going through his sack to find whatever weapon he has. The alligator pulls out his gun, not loaded with bullets mind you, in the wasteland desert there are some of the toughest animals that will endure the power of hot speeding metal. Out here you need poisons, tranquillizers and muscle relaxants. His gun has darts designed to put his meals to a deep sleep.

"Still searching through your bag kid? Why don't you give up, when I breed my prey I rather them be awake." The chubby boar pauses, sweat drops down his face.

_"B-breed?"_He questions in fear as he turns to see the bandit, towering over him.

_"Of course, I'm horny as hell tonight and ready to fuck rough and hard. Brace yourself kid, I hope your tailhole can handle a rough pounding. Why don't you just give up, drop your pants and bend over for me to breed you all night."_The bandit grabs his crotch, showing the boar a slight bulge. The boar looks back into his bag petrified.

"You're not going to breed me," The alligator braces himself to tranquillize the chub, hoping he is just fluking. Alright traveler, I dare you, try to use your weapon on me, as soon as I see the glistering of your guns barrel I'll shoot you and fuck your unconscious body and when you wake up, I'll breed you again and again! You're tailhole will be leaking, hot, slimy alligator cum like a river when I'm done with you. The boar takes a deep breath and readies himself.

"Take this!" The chub throws ... a flower? The gator looks down at the flower, drifting slowly to the ground by his boots.

"What is this?" Asks the gator, dumbfounded and confused.

"That would be a Tifold Elatiflower. It's only found here in the desert, the stem has little thrones coated in poison that slows the reactions of nerves. I have a bag filled with dangerous plants! That was just a warning throw." The boar responds with confidence.

"Who are you little piggy?"

"Call me Wild Dude! I am a doctor researching these desert plants." The alligator sighs at this brown, chubby boars' pathetic and lame attempt to scare him off, who the hell does this guy think he is? Wild Dude? So he's not telling me his real name to protect himself or something? Wild Dude, you might want to consider changing your nick name to Sex Toy.

"My name is Trigger, I own this desert. It is my property and you Wild Dude is on my property." He stomps the flower, crushing it to the ground with his leather boots. "Last warning, step away from the bag, pull down your pants and lift that butt or I'll breed your unconscious body so much it will to walk." The gator kicks the flower into the campfire, making a Flumph sound.

The boar stands in fear, his feet pigeon toed, in a matter of moments, he was going to get raped. His anus will be deflowered by this bandit who keeps his gun pointed at him with a devious smile. His other hand is massaging his groin. It's pumped with needy seed and a penis, hard, ready to breed. The boar unbuttons his pants, allowing them to fall, revealing his flaccid penis. A little on the small side but to Trigger it just makes him cuter.

"Not a shower but definitely a grower." The bandit remarks on his preys' penis. "Don't worry; I'll force you to spill your seed for me." The bandit starts to sweat, his tongue rolled out and panting. I am so turned on by him, after I cream his hole I'm taking him with me on my trip so I can mate whenever I want. So very ... turned on?

"You okay?" Asks the boar.

"Huh? Why are you asking me if I'm okay? You're the one who is going to be raped and be my fuck toy for the next couple days." The bandit removes his pants, revealing his hard cock and needy balls.

"Just that, you're panting and sweating." The bandit examines himself, he... he is right... my arms and legs are feeling weak. What... what the hell is going on? The gator collapses to his knees. "You kicked the Tifold Elatiflower into the fire and then breathed in the fumes." Explains the boar, pointing at the campfire.

"What?!"_The alligator panics as his strength quickly leaves him as he falls onto his back. _"I can't move!" All his muscles feel like thousand pound weights, any small movement feels heavy and exhausting. He lays there naked, next to the fire, exposed and vulnerable. What is worse is the boar he was going to rape is now the one towering over him. The chubby boar hovers over the paralyzed rapist, angry and cross armed.

_"What you going to do? Turn me in? Go ahead, lift me and carry me for eight hours."_The alligator mocked. _"You think you caught me? I've been captured before, it all ends the same, with me escaping and fucking the tailholes of everyone who messed with the king of bandits."_Says the gator who is just inflating his ego.

"No, what I am going to do is mate you." Says the chubby boar.

"What?!"_Shouts the gator. _"You're going to breed me? Do you think some little fat piggy has the rights to breed me?! I am Trigger, the king of bandits!" The boar leans down and starts stroking the bandits shaft. "Let go! I will not cum for someone like you!" The gator growls, he is at the mercy of his prey.

"I don't have any lube, do you think this will do?" The brown boar points his penis at the chubby alligators' tailhole.

"What are you-" A steady stream of pee comes out of the boars shaft onto the alligators pucker, washing around his fat tail to the ground below. "Gah! No please! My hole will smell like I've been claimed by a boar! It will take weeks before the smell goes away!" The boar leans in, still urinating and pushes the tip against the pucker of the gator. The hole gives way to just the tip, washing his innards with the yellow stream. The gator whimpers in humiliation as his rectum was filled with golden water, it didn't smell much at all, in fact the alligator can barely smell the stench of the piss. The problem is his behind won't smell like alligator musk.

"Sorry, I'm new at this. You need lube right?" Explains the boar.

"So the first thing that came to mind was to piss inside my tailhole?" The boar nods to the gators question and pulls out which allows the pee to leak out onto the desert floor. "I cannot believe it. I was marked by a fat pig." The boar only giggles at the remark. He couldn't help but admire the situation. A prideful, villainous alligator completely at his mercy. Just moments ago he thought he was going to be raped but now the tables have turned. He was going to have his way with this bandit. Sure enough, the boars' cock hardened, ready to mate.

"I wanted to lube you up."

"Then spit you moron!"

"But isn't that worse? Pee is made up of mostly dead and useless cells. Spit has enzyme pepsin, it's not dangerous but compared to pee it's the safer choice." The boar is a doctor after all; at least, he claims to be.

"Again, you pissed inside my tailhole because you thought it was cleaner?" The alligator sighs. _"Just breed me, get it over with. I already smell like your musk you might as well seal the deal."_The boar giggles to the bandits defeat.

The boar leans down, aims its tip at the gators reluctant pucker and pushes in. The alligator closes his eyes and clenches his teeth as he is violated. The chubby boar moans and hilts his mate, stretching his insides around his staff. The alligators' anal walls are unwillingly hugging the invader, happily trying to milk the cock and accept its seed. The boar starts slowly thrusting in and out, the gators insides caress his cock sending waves of pleasure to boar. His cock quivers are the touch, insides the anus of the bandit is like softly rubbing his cock the alligators stretched pucker is tightly gripping the invading shaft.

The combination made the boar in heavenly bliss. The anal ring has a firm grip while the insides gentle rubs. "Are you done yet?" Says the gator, dammit, he's pounding my prostate, I'll be damned if I cum for him. The gator is starting to panic, his body feels heavy and his cock stands throbbing, ready to happily blow. He squirms weakly underneath the boar, whimpering, trying his best to avoid cumming.

"So close." Says the boar, thrusting in and out, his balls churning the seed inside, ready to claim its mate. The boar hilts the paralyzed gator and releases his seed, shooting as deep inside the hole as he could. Coating the walls white with sticky, warm spooge. After several seconds, his balls has complete emptied themselves, his seed claimed his mate and now his tailhole smells like boar musk, any passerby will know his butt has been claimed and breed by a boar. Trigger takes the seed, blushes in humiliation, he almost blew his load when the boar came and he won't give the boar the pleasure of making him cum.

"Alright, pull out, if you want me to smell of your sex musk you've done enough." Begs the alligator.

"But don't you want to cum too?" The boar strokes the alligators cock. The gator clenches his teeth from the sudden jolt of pleasure and start wiggling what little he can viciously.

"No! I won't cum for you. You can breed my tailhole again but I won't cum for you pig!" The chubby boar giggles, still hilted inside the gator, his cock pulses around the creamy mess it made. The boar proceeds to caress the alligators balls with one hand and stroke his cock vigorously. "What?! No please! Stop! Don't do that!"

The gator begins to pant, edging ever so closely to orgasm. His butt plugged and filled while being jerked hard and well. It's a losing battle, the gator, utterly defeated, cums. Spraying his white seed all over himself, this is wrong; this seed belongs in a tailhole, not splattered all over myself. Yet, his cock and balls rewarded his submission. He coats his lime green scales white. Panting heavily, he just lays in bliss and humiliation.

The boar pulls out, allowing the trapped seed to leak out and flow downward. "Now I'm done." He smiles. "You live here right?"

"I live wherever I please." The gator growls.

"So you know anything about these various desert plants?"

"Yeah, why?"

The boar grabs another Tifold Elatiflower and tosses it into the campfire and wraps his muzzle with a cloth. Coating the air with the muscle relaxant.

"What are you doing?!" shouts the alligator.

"You're going to be my research butt buddy."