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Dakota was alone in the heart of the forest, clutching an obsidian dagger, its surface etched and carved with arcane symbols that would glow in the darkness. The feminine shaped anthro wolf had been studying the forbidden old texts in the privacy of the forest, away from the other villagers that would shun him or worse if they knew. All of this was for the purpose of summoning. The summoning of a partner from the infernal realm to fuck.

The wolf’s voice, kept at the point of a whisper, echoed through the empty clearing of the forest, putting together the ancient incantation. He could feel the power each syllable held and the more he spoke, the greater this uneasy feeling was becoming. But he kept going for the sake of bringing about a creature of exquisite beauty, a seductive temptress with eyes that would burn like red embers, just as the texts described.

Still speaking the incantation, Dakota said the last word. The air around himself suddenly became thick. He could feel it, his fur rising and there was a sudden shortness in his breath for a moment. The candles that had been lit in a light circle had all suddenly gone out. In the center of the circle was that carved dagger. The words etched into it and the blade as a whole were all glowing more intensely. That same light crawled to the ends of the formed circle.

Groaning from the amount of brightness, Dakota looked in the circle and realized that it was a swirling portal and it was turning into a blazing red. A deep, guttural growl ripped made him jump. Pulling itself from the portal was something far beyond the mortal brown furred anthro’s expectations. He was monstrous, a hulking beast with dark grey fur, eyes that were as fiery red as the portal, and fangs that glinted menacingly.

Already this wasn’t what he was expecting. The size and the powerful frame made it clear that he hadn’t summoned the slender attractive being he intended to. It was a hulking hellhound, standing tall and radiating a raw, primal energy.

The hellhound’s expression sent a wave of unease crashing over Dakota. Their gaze, cold and predatory, settled on him. A shiver of fear ran down his spine. To his increased horror, the hound’s massive form began to flex and stuff, a throbbing bulge appearing beneath the loincloth the creature was wearing.

Dakota stumbled back, his heart pounding in his chest. “I... I didn’t mean to summon a male...” he stammered. In response the creature let out a low, rumbling growl, its blazing eyes fixed on him with hunger.

Before the anthro could even try to slip away, the hellhound reached out and grabbed hold of him. The hard grip and the claws sinking in made Dakota wince. It was just short of piercing his skin. Yanking his arm away or letting the hound grip harder would leave him with deep, painful wounds.

“Please. What do you want from me?” Dakota asked. He got his answer when the beast used his other hand to rip away his loincloth, revealing his long and thick knotted canine cock. Just looking at it made his blood run cold. Another hand was grabbing him but it was being used to rip his own clothes away, quickly getting the worried anthro nude.

With both hands on him, the hellhound lifted Dakota’s body. His knot popped out, meaning his cock was fully exposed and throbbing. Pulsing with strength, a nearly two foot long shaft was poking against Dakota’s hole. The claws were still just short of digging into him, and not just on one side. With another low, threatening growl the beast prodded his cocktip to the unprepared hole. Precum was leaking out, getting all over the rim.

“W-wait, I’m not-”

His plea was ignored as the creature started to push it in. The tip started to spread the anthro’s hole, making him whine and cringe from the strain of being made to take something so big with practically no preparation. Gripping his body harder, the hellhound was applying more pressure, making Dakota groan and whimper even more. The strain was becoming an increasing discomfort and then pain.

The tip got in but there was some further resistance from Dakota’s ass. It wasn’t letting any more in but the hellhound wasn’t giving up. Instead he seemed to be getting more irritated with the lack of progress. Pushing with greater strength was making Dakota shake. Tears were welling in his eyes as he felt his ass being stretched further than it was ever meant to be.

Snarling, the frustrated beast fully dug his claws into Dakota, driving his claws into the skin beneath the fur. Dakota yelled from this and then yelled even more, his voice laced with agony from the sudden further stretching and ripping of his tailhole. The hellhound’s cock was forced into the passage, barreling painfully into Dakota’s guts, being shoved all the way down to the throbbing knot. Dakota wasn’t sure if the warmth inside of him was precum or blood...

Another low growl came from the hellhound, his claws were still stuck into the anthro’s skin, becoming red from the blood seeping from the wounds. Having no care about how the smaller male felt, the horribly pent up infernal creature’s goal was to make up for lost time.

He pulled back and then pushed back in, using his own strength to power through the strong clenches meant to keep him out. Doing so forced another pained cry from Dakota. A series of blinding stings were felt underneath his tail, not helped by the salty precum that was being expelled from the plunging shaft.

It didn’t get any better; his hole was further stretched by the huge maleness and slathered by the hot, irritating precum. Slowly, the thrusts were getting faster, becoming a series of hard pumps that kept the aching rim stretched wide. Every time the tip was shoved in deep, the smaller male’s stomach would be stretched as well, forced to endure the pointed tip’s poking.

The loud and wet smacks were getting even louder as the knot was repeatedly slapping against the rim. It was becoming red and tender from the continued abuse, not helped by what else the bigger creature was doing to him.

Dakota was yelling out again as the claws were starting to drag down his body, ripping and tearing through more of his skin. Tears were streaming down his eyes from the pain but the hellhound wasn’t swayed by his reactions, truly only caring about his own feelings and pleasure. The wracking pain made it hard for him to form words to call out. Even if he did it was unlikely anyone would come to his help. He had come out this far not to be caught summoning by the other villagers.

Even the stimulation to the walls and the prodding to the prostate wasn’t enough to offset the blazing discomfort; the stings, aches, and jolts from the cuts being constantly irritated. The hellhound’s growls and his victim’s shouts were echoing across the sleepy forest. Also coming from them were the mixed smells of sweat, blood, precum, and musk. The thick sweat clinging to the hell creature would seep into his cuts and make them hurt even worse.

From the pent up, swinging balls was a near constant flow of thick and hot precum, it was gushing out with force, filling up the anthro’s anal passage. There was so much of it that the fluid was being forced out with each thrust, gushing out from the overly-spread rim, splashing into the grass beneath them, spreading the scent of unwanted sex and making it more intense.

Dakota’s body was being rocked by the force of the intensifying thrusts but he was still kept close and in the grip of the bigger male that wasn’t letting up. When his body would lurch those claws would snag, either digging in deeper or tearing his skin further, either way he was given nothing but searing pain while the beast was gaining further pleasure from his body. He could those fat balls smacking into him, the knot bashing against his rim relentlessly

The strength was just increasing when it came to the thrusts. Dakota was being used as a toy for the other male to get off with. The rutting had been relentless in pace and power but finally it was starting to slow. Dakota was hoping for even just a bit of relief but that of course didn’t come. Instead, the speed was exchanged for pure power and that power was being used to keep pushing that knot against his already overworked rim.

The pushing would gain greater strength, and so would the hellhound’s growls. Dakota felt his body was already at his limit but the bigger creature kept trying to force the huge bulb in. With the pain only increasing as the rougher humps kept coming, Dakota wasn’t sure how much his body could take anymore...

Coming right before the greater spreading of his hole and the painful forcing in of the knot was the sudden snarl and hard bite to his shoulder. Dakota’s eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat from the lightning strike of pain. It flared through him and he didn’t scream. The anthro just shook and gasped as he felt the teeth serrating his flesh, being so close to reaching the bone of his shoulder...

Half of the knot was inside of him at the same time, the rest kept out from his body being pushed to its true limits. The aching muscles of his hole were clenching down on the hard bulb of flesh. But it did no good; with another hard shove, the hellhound jammed the whole of his knot in, making Dakota scream out. A heated grunt came from the hellhound as the entirety of his cock was swallowed up and kneaded by the smaller male’s passage.

Dakota was stuffed further beyond what should have been possible. His body was shaking from the intensity. His entire anal cavity was spread wide and overfilled. Then the shaft inside was throbbing and swelling. Shooting from the fat tip were thick lines and powerful spurts of seed, blasting all of it into the pit of the smaller male’s stomach.

Being marked by the other male’s seed was making those knicks inside of him burn even more, adding to the overall discomfort he was already feeling. The sperm just kept coming in large amounts, quickly increasing the smaller male’s body heat and filling him up. The knot was keeping it all inside, making sure that not a drop was spilled. That meant all of it was going into the wolf’s guts, making his stomach swell out further and further, making room for the invasion of searing and heavy seed.

Everything was so overwhelming. The knot keeping him painfully stretched, the overfilling of his insides, and the hard bite on his shoulder that was still persisting. He could feel his own blood trickling down from it but then his focus was pulled away from that again. Instead Dakota took notice of something even hotter pouring from the tip again. But it wasn’t as thick as the cum.

Pissing freely inside of the already seeded and inflated anthro, the hellhound proceeded to mark his new toy. Still having no care of how they felt about it, the bigger creature was letting his flow come out strong and hard, spraying his almost boiling liquid waste in the bowels that he had already forced to take his cock. Ignoring the sounds of pain that came from his toy, the hellhound also treated himself to the blood that was trickling from the bite wounds.

His stomach further inflating, gaining weight and warmth, Dakota wasn’t sure how much more of this he could take. He could feel himself growing weaker, still feeling the teeth and claws in his skin and the flow still going strong before he went unconscious...