Date at the park

The alarm clock rang louder and longer that morning for Hayley, though she had the impression it was the same as always and it was just her that was on the wrong in that moment. She got up groggily, grumpy after a bad night of sleep, topping the past two weeks since she had been dumped by her boyfriend. Her heat had come and it had been hard, but her father was always ready to help her and she had pulled through it just fine. Hank had taken her several times a day and sated her cravings for the whole week of heat, spending close to fifty or so condoms, without counting anal or oral sex. Now she was ready to get back with her boyfriend but he had not yet replied, hence the bad night of sleep.

Slow as a snail, she made her way to the bathroom and closed the door behind her, forgetting to turn the lock and turned on the faucet on the sink, washing her face in an attempt at waking herself up with little effort. Seeing as it had little effect, she slumped on the toilet and rested her elbows on her knees, to lazy to check her phone at the moment. Mark walked in a minute later, as she was still sitting on the ceramic bowl, either asleep again or too busy trying to relieve herself.

"I need to use the toilet..." He said, but she didn't reply, or rather, mumbled something that might have been a coherent string of words in another universe. Her brother huffed and grabbed her mouth, putting it at lever with his crotch and letting himself grow out of his slit, but she snapped it closed as her head slipped from the support provided by her arms. "Hayley? Are you there?" Another mumble. He sighed, thinking for a second and pondering whether to go downstairs and relieve himself there but the urgent need in his bladder wasn't going to wait that long.

Gripping his cock, he let out a sigh of relief as his urine hit his sister's chest and splashed around, trickling down her body and falling in the toilet below. Hayley seemed to wake up a little and put her head right in the middle of the golden stream, enjoying the warm shower her brother was giving her, lapping at the rivers dripping from her snout. Mark smirked and grunted as his stream picked up in intensity, a virtual waterfall of acrid water bathing his sister, pooling at her feet and only in part in the place that had been designed to hold it.

Bit by bit she was starting to wake up and opened her mouth just enough for him to aim at it and hear the sounds of his waste hitting the amount that was collecting inside. A couple seconds later she closed it again, cheeks bulging with it and swallowed the whole load in one wet gulp, just as the several minute long stream was abating. Now awake and covered in piss, she got up, stretching her sore legs, mentally thanking her brother as she opened the shower and turned on the water, lever almost completely to the red side of the spectrum. Finally, she felt her own need build up in her bladder but Mark had now taken hold of the porcelain throne and took out his phone, checking Mabel's messages that arrived the night before. With a grunt, she relieved herself standing in place, her own urine coating her thighs and scales with a different scent. Mark smirked and inhaled deeply, feeling his foot pads getting increasingly wet, splashing them a little like a kid in the pool.

"Kids... really?" Hank poked his head through the door and saw his daughter soiling herself and wetting the floor right next to the toilet, tongue lolling out in pleasure. "There's a thing called toilet you know?" His nose and eyes wandered on her wet and smelly scales, not to mention the dirty floor.

"She started it... Wouldn't keep her mouth open." Was his defence.

"He sat on it when I wanted to go." Was hers. Hank scoffed and entered the bathroom himself, surprising his children.

"Mom's getting ready for a meeting in our bathroom and I really needed to go myself." He felt his feet splash in the warm puddle and momentarily turned the handle of the shower down, since Hayley was not planning on getting in at the moment. "Are you planning on getting up anytime soon, boy?" Mark looked at his father from the low of his squatting position and saw his cock already hanging out of his slit, half hard and clearly in the need to let loose a significant amount of waste himself.

He put his phone in a plastic case and shook his head. Hank smirked and aimed his tapered tip at his son, grunting as he peed on him with some amount of excitement. The previously small puddle grew significantly under Hank's contribution, and the tiles on the walls got a good dose as well, not to mention the poor male himself, forced to shield his eyes from the hose like stream that was hitting him. Hayley's eyes gleamed and she dropped on her knees, grabbing her father's cock in her hands and directing the stream all over the place before placing her mouth on it and let it fill her stomach.

Hank smiled warmly and grabbed her head, pushing it closer to his groin until she was wit her snout pressed on his scales and his cock was practically emptying his bladder directly in her stomach, which was now very bloated with urine, both his and his son's no doubt. A few minutes later, even Hank was done and now the entire bathroom reeked beyond any normal means and Hayley's breath even more that that, but the blissful expression on her muzzle told a lot about her situation.

"Come, let's get in the shower." He said, slowly removing his cock from her mouth, throat showing each ridge as it moved out of her, tongue lashing and collecting every last drop of musky fluid from the still dripping tip and hardening flesh. "You too young man." Mark groaned but obeyed and entered the shower with his father and sister, getting a little less pissed when the hot water hit his scales and began washing the stink of the older male from him. At least the shower was big enough for all of them.

Hayley took the scale lotion from the shelf in the shower and squirted a hefty amount in her hands, rubbing it on her chest and putting on a show for the two males near her: pressing her breasts together, massaging them as she spread the lotion, pinching her nipples and running her hands on every inch of her body that she knew would arouse them. The plan was clearly working since both were getting harder and harder, letting the two meat poles touch her scales and drip with pre already. Hank smiled and thrust his cock forward a bit, getting it very close to his daughter's face one more and she happily took it in, suckling on the sensitive tip as Mark did the same on the other side and was met with her soft hands. She slowly stroked her brother's cock while sucking on her father's, a rare thing these days, given the lack of time for both of them to be together long enough for their needs to align. Luckily, today was such a day and she was sure to enjoy it.

A minute down the line, she swapped cock and filled her mouth with Mark's. Hank was a little disappointed but the careful touches on his ridges were more than enough to make him forgive her, though he had something else in mind. After a week of heat, he had taken her many, many times, but not once had he been allowed to go raw inside her, much less fill her up instead of a condom, now though... she was over it and ready to go.

With one smooth movement, he made her face his son with her head and claimed her vent for himself, not wasting a second to bury half his length in it, relishing the hot water on his exposed cock and the warm flesh of her insides. Hayley's eyes rolled in pleasure and doubled her efforts on the cock in her mouth as the one in her vent began going in and out along with her father's hip breaking thrusts. Her breasts swayed without a rhythm under the furious pounding, vent stretched thin around the massive pole, ridges further distending her lips and stomach sloshing with their combined waste.

Hank smirked as he grabbed her waist and pulled her up, making her legs latch onto his back and tail around his neck, thrusting harder. Mark was quick to follow and took her arms and secured her to his shoulders and increasing his own pace.

Hayley was now lifted high on the floor, holding on two males as they ravished her holes with little regard to her own opinion, which coincidentally was the same as theirs, letting herself be used and just making sure she'd not fall on the ceramic basin under her. Mark was panting a little under the assault of her tongue which coiled around his length and slithered in his urethra, collecting pre before it even had the chance to come out and Hank was not in a better position himself, gritting his teeth and suppressing his orgasm in order to draw out several from the female attached to the hole he was using. Hayley had a weak spot for this kind of play and came several times in a short span of time, a mix of musk, taste and a good raw pounding making sure that she'd be very pleased by the end of the shower.

Mark howled as he slammed his crotch against her in one last thrust, spilling shot after shot of thick seed in her stomach, bloating it even further than before. The orgasm wracked her one more time and the chain of pleasure reached her father, who howled as well, cock expanding with each shot he sent in her chamber, still thrusting. The seal formed by his member was continually broken and more and more seed was sent on the ceramic basic, washed down the drain, but most of it was still inside her. Hayley came with each shot and thrust, overwhelmed by the flurry of sensations she was experiencing for all the five minutes the two filled her up like a balloon. Eventually even that flow of sticky deluge abated and she was carefully placed on the floor, bloated and still shaking in the aftermath of an epic session of sex. The two males were just as pleased but still ready to go for a couple more rounds probably.

She belched and the scent of urine and cum filled her mouth, making her shiver once more at it and filling the two with pride.

"Shall we go for one more dad?" Mark asked, stroking his cock and letting the few last drops fall on his feet, quickly lapped by his sister. Hank shook his head as he looked at the time on his waterproof watch.

"I've got to go too, sorry. Maybe another day." Hayley pouted and crossed her arms in protests, breasts squished together.

As time was running short, Hank finished cleaning himself in a few minutes and then rushed to dry his scales, soon followed by Mark and Hayley once he reminded them of the running water and the extra their little fun was going to cost him. After that, the two kids stopped to clean the bathroom just enough to make it decent to walk in, though the overpowering scent of sex and piss remained, but that was not their concern and would hardly be in the future anyways.

Since school was over for the moment, they had nothing else to do and thus ended up both sprawled on the couch, bodies leaning on each other as a B rated movie aired on tv and blasted the living room with bad audio and visual effects. Mark was obviously chatting with Mabel and made sure to let his sister know, just to hit her in that sensitive area and get some fun out of bothering her for a while. Pissed, Hayley was quick to leave, getting dressed in one of her less revealing outfits: a somewhat large hoodie and a pair of short jeans, barely reaching her knees and highlighting her ass and hips.

Phone in hand and wallet in the pockets of the jeans, she went out in search of something fun or even remotely more interesting than a day at home with her brother, who was clearly in the mood to make fun of her. Taking the first bus headed downtown, she watched the streets and building move around her, ears conveniently plugged by earbuds in the middle of the vehicle. Her mind wandered off and eventually found itself thinking about her boyfriend and how shitty he had been not to reply to her after so long. Surely he had seen her messages by now, the app told that he had received them so why was he taking so long to answer? He wasn't really dumping her, right? He couldn't have... She was better than any other girl after all, faster, more athletic, funnier, sexier and

gave better blowjobs...

Annoyed, she barely registered the man behind her that was pressing his groin against her buttocks, her cheeks parting slightly against an ever growing bulge in his pants. It was only when his hands reached for her breasts and pinched her nipples that she looked back at the wolf that was currently silently grinding his groin on her. He seemed to be somewhere in his twenties, well built with dark brown fur and green eyes, wearing but a pair of baggy pants that were now tented and stained at the very tip, coupled with a somewhat dorky t-shirt of a cartoon that Hayley knew well. A silent agreement was sent through their eyes, clearly they were both thinking the same thing, both young and both with an itch to scratch. Hayley had the thought of her boyfriend, which she wanted gone as soon as possible and the wolf surely had something on his mind too.

Hayley turned her head, looking out of the window as he casually pressed closer against her and nestled his bone in between her cheeks, the public around them barely noticing the two and their less than proper intentions. She let out a silent growl as more of the wolf's cock came in contact with her: he was well hung, maybe as much as her brother, maybe even more, and the prospect of a thick knot in her vent was not that bad for her, even though she had received quite a lot of attention from her family barely a few hours earlier. Maybe she was beginning to see why she had been dumped: her ex was always too tired after one round or two and his production always felt... lacking, compared to the two absolute studs in her life. She couldn't be blamed for having high expectations and a high stamina, given her pedigree and this wolf seemed to just be enough, even if just in size.

He pressed even closer to her, one lone hand slowly reaching for her pants and slithering inside the front, quickly finding her slick vent and plunging one thick digit in her warm passage. Hayley had to suppress a moan as a second and then a third were added, easily sliding in and out of her, shocking the wolf with her capacity and self-control.

"You seem like you enjoy these things a lot... am I right?" She nodded silently. "Do you let strangers fuck you on a public bus often?"

"N-no, only if they have big cocks." Her ass pressed harder against his crotch and the wolf's pants seemed to struggle with keeping his cock inside. "Jesus... just how much is stuffed in there?"

"More than you think, I'm quite... special." Hayley's mind tried to imagine what he meant: was he still not fully hard? If so, how big was he really? The thought was too much for her to bear and she turned around, getting eye to eye with the brown wolf, breasts squished against the broad chest. Contrary to his words, he looked a bit nervous and the dorky shirt gave him a goofy air that contrasted nicely with the erection that was now between her thighs, two flimsy layers of cloth away from a moist and willing vent "Hey, uhm, I don't think it's a good idea, I was just joking and..." whatever attempt at weaselling out he was trying to make was immediately shut down by a forceful kiss on her part, tongues wrestling for control in their mouths. A few long moments later, she removed her lips from his, still connected by a lone strand of saliva and looked down at his crotch, finding with extreme pleasure that his cock was bigger than before, getting through her thick thighs easily and then some more, almost poking the next woman's ass with the tip. The dark spot was now more of a large wet patch of sticky slime, dribbles dropping on the metallic floor of the bus.

"Damn." She tried squeezing her muscles and move a little, coaxing a grunt from the wolf and a large glob of pre that shot through his pants and splattered against the woman's expensive looking skirt, staining it likely forever unless she went to a washer immediately.

With her throat dry, she let her hand move on its own and plunge deep inside his pants, immediately met with the incredible warmth radiating from the canine cock. She felt the sheer size of the wolf's member, slick and hard, with no knot in sight just yet, still hiding within the obscenely stretched sheath, nestled upon a pair of balls the size of melons, large ones at that. No wonder he used baggy pants, anything less than an XXL size would have made him show his assets to the world, which was both a shame and a good thing for her. He shivered as the relatively cold hand felt up his assets and stroked his cock near the sheath, making his oversized balls churn and shoot another glob of pre, larger and thicker of the poor woman's skirt.

"Y-you like it?"

"Hmm, I'd need a whiff of it first..." He shivered. "Then, maybe a good hard taste, preferably getting all of it down my throat." The wolf clearly whimpered, ears twitching. "And then a good long fuck that will end with your knot in my vent." The bus stopped in that moment and soon all of the passengers began to get down, ignoring the two still locked together. The driver had to wake them up as he was getting down, mumbling something about couples and love when the new driver got on board. "So? Care to follow me?" He nodded meekly, whimpering again when Hayley grabbed him by his cock and dragged him out of the bus.

As if affected by some miracle, the wolf was still growing in his pants, leaving her hard pressed not to stop in the middle of the road and fuck him right in front of at least a few hundred people. Good thing that the public park was near and she knew just the right spot to be naughty. He followed her quietly, letting out a couple of low growls when she gripped him harder and turned around or made a change of direction, pre running down his pants and on his legs, marking the trail with more wet spots, drenching her hand and backside whenever she was in the way.

Soon she stopped, placing herself right in the middle of a small clearing in the artificial forest built decades ago by the mayors of the city, far enough from the rest of the crowds but not so far that the chance of getting caught was null. He stared wide eyed while Hayley undressed, removing the thin pieces of cotton and jeans from her body and stood naked, vent dripping with arousal.

"What are you waiting for? Get undressed..." She urged him to get moving but the wolf seemed to be stuck and petrified by her.

A glint passed in her eyes and she slowly made her way forward, kneeling in front of the gigantic tent that were his pants now, licking the large patch of wet cloth with her tongue over and over, shivering at the salty taste of his pre. By now he must have spurted at least a couple of litres of the sticky stuff but it gave no sign of stopping at all and even increased intensity. The wolf muffles something that could not be understood by any mortal means as she removed his pants with agonizingly slow movements, revealing more and more of that red pole they were hiding until only the tip was stuck within. When even that was freed, his cock surged forward, bouncing up and down, spurting pre in globs large enough to be called full loads for the less endowed males, making them rise high in the air and splashing down with loud wet noises, hitting a couple of trees as the titanic cock found some semblance of balance.

Hayley gasped and felt her heart thrum in sight of the mammoth she was looking at, close to a metre of pure red cock, thicker than her arm by a good measure, in fact, maybe it was as thick as Mark's muscles, hands not even enough to get a good grip on the slimy skin and even less able to meet halfway due to its girth. The most shocking thing though was that he still seemed to have more to hide within that ridiculous sheath, knot just now getting visible at the base. She drooled and took a lick of the real thing: her pupils slitted at the mere taste, so salty, strong and deep, she had to struggle and suppress an orgasm just from that and the smell, god, the smell of that thing...

"Just... who are you and, fuck me, where have you been hiding all my life?" She had no idea where he had popped up but she was more than happy to have found him. The wolf gave her a wry smile and moaned as more and more pre was shot through his pole, coating the nearest tree in sticky spunk.

"I'm... ehm, Bryce, n-n-nice to meet you..."

"Hayley..." her left hand ran over to the tip and began massaging it, caressing the opening and spreading the pre over the entire length, or at least what she could reach with her arm while the other cradled his balls that, and she was sure of it, were audibly sloshing in her palm and growing.

"I think... I think you should stop... it's, it's not safe for you." Bryce seemed genuinely worried by this whole situation but she was too far gone, engrossed and enslaved by his tool.

With a light push, the trembling wolf was sent on his ass, back resting against a pine tree, legs spread wide. Hayley smiled and lowered her head bit by bit, kissing the mammoth and getting closer to the root of it all, nose going wild as the scent thickened near the sheath. A lone finger reached for it and slid inside, coating it in a clear slime that was concentrated so much it stuck to her scales, but her aim was different, still stroking him, she lifted the now full metre of cock and put her head below it, nestled in between the pulsating meat and those humongous balls, snout pressed against the soft fur. She inhaled deeply taking in as much as she could without losing her mind, the overwhelming musk was too strong though and she found herself wracked by the first orgasm of the session, vent twitching in need and splashing her share of fluids on the dirt around them. Bryce took a deep breath himself, suppressing a loud moan when he felt a warm tongue lap at his fur and two careful hands cradle his balls. He threw back his head and howled, gripping the roots of the tree behind him for support.

The large melons contained within his sack sloshed with need, visibly growing and at a pace that was not naturally possible, getting close to small watermelons, which made Hayley burst out in a fit of mad desire and make out with them, delivering sloppy kissed and inhaling even more scent. The incredible feeling of someone slathering his balls with saliva and warm breaths was evidently too much for the nerdy wolf and a second howl, much louder though still suppressed, broke through his lips. His cock throbbed with the prelude to his climax and his sack tightened, testes going into overload and churning unholy amounts of seed as they grew and grew and grew, releasing the first shot of seed. The shot ran through his plumbing with painful contractions, pushed by the others behind it and when it reached the tip, it slammed loudly against the tree in front of his tip, litres immediately splashing around it and coating the entire slither of land in between the wolf and the trees with pearly white seed. Each shot was enough for a dozen men if not more, and in the short minute he had been cumming, more than ten litres had been dumped all over the place, cock surging forward inch by inch. His knot grew to be visible, pushing and spreading his sheath until a wet pop signalled the full release of his member from the confines of the wolf's crotch. Hayley came yet again, just by licking the sheath fluids and smelling the scent of seed in the air, brain short-circuiting all the while. The two found themselves lost in their climaxes for several minutes, at the end of which she was a wreck of shivering wet scales, still snorting his musk instead of clean air and he was panting, stroking his metre and a half cock with both hands, legs spread to accommodate the prized watermelons that were his balls.

"I warned you... now, now, we're both fucked." He sighed and slumped back just as Hayley sloppily made her way to the very tip of his cock and began sucking on it, coaxing the last few drops from the inner plumbing. "Y-you're not scared?" He asked meekly.

"Why in my right mind would I ever be?" Was her response, once she had gathered enough seed and swallowed it in loud gulps. "You got more in those puppies?" She pointed at his balls, clearly sloshing with even more seed than he had wasted a moment before, her feet resting on top and kneading them gently. He nodded. "Oh, fuck me..."

"I'm... I'm a hyper..." Her tail stopped wagging happily and she removed her eyes from the yawning slit in front of her, promptly avoiding a new shot of pre. "Yeah... weird, isn't it? We're far and few in between." Hayley's mind wandered off to Mabel, maybe she was a hyper too, now that she though of it, given her massive breasts and production of milk. "Sorry..."

"For what?"

"Well, now that I'm hard, it's going to be impossible for me to, ehm... you know." He blushed heavily, cock throbbing once more with need. A lone thought passed in her mind.

"Are you a virgin?" He blushed some more and her jaw fell. "Really?"

"Too big for any girl, or guy, to take me. They all run after they see... the monster in my pants."

"They are dumb as fuck..." Hayley diverted her eyes from the dumbstruck face of the nerdy wolf and hugged his cock with all her frame, virtually cheating on the owner for a moment. "With this you could become the greatest porn star in the world." He scoffed angrily.

"As if my cock is the only thing of value that I have." A small hint of guilt appeared on her face, realizing she had committed the same mistake as many did with her father. She knew better than that and removed herself from the titanic cock and kissed Bryce as a form of apology. "Ehm..."

"Sorry, it was stupid of me." She paused. "So, the confidence in the bus, was it fake?" He scratched his neck, ruffling his short brown fur.

"Kinda... I took inspiration from a video I watched yesterday." Her eyes shone again but she waited for the right moment. "I saw you looked cute, willing and I decided to try my luck, though I was sure you'd get off once you saw more."

"Didn't expect me to stick around for the full show, did you?" A finger ran back and forth his pole, caressing the underside and the half engorged know at the base. "You like public settings, hmm? Like imagining girls licking you cock in a public restroom, maybe letting you coat them and everyone else in your baby batter?" Bryce whimpered and shot a lone glob of pre on the poor tree, still dripping seed from a minute before. "I'll have you know, I love a good, hard, long fuck and I love big cocks the best..." He swallowed his saliva, staring silently as she got up and dropped on her knees in front of him, tail raised. "Any way they can make me squeal and come over and over." She swayed her hips for him, flinging a lone drop of her arousal on his nose with her tail. The scent of a willing female, one that was oh, so very willing, was new to Bryce, completely uncharted territory, incredibly arousing to the point he wasn't even that worried about her wellbeing. He got up, legs shaking just a bit and made his way over to her, nose taking in her flowery scent, tasting it in his tongue in one long and wet lick. "Damn, just fuck me already." His tongue was pleasurable indeed but the need she had was on an entirely different level altogether.

Bryce looked at her, resting his cock on her back, the pole almost as all tall as she was, heavy and throbbing hard, which was the one thing stopping him from taking her. Hayley scoffed, tired of his meekness and gentle attitude: she wanted his cock and she was going to have it as deep as possible. In one fluid motion, she scuttled forward and used her tail to point his tip towards her vent, jerking him off with her long appendage, making him moan and close his eyes for the one instant she needed to move back and let enough cock for two normal men enter her. He inhaled sharply and grunted, holding her hips as support as Hayley rolled her eyes back, vent quivering and spasming over the thick girth that was but a mere fifth or even less and yet it was already stretching her like her father. The orgasm had made her sensitive enough to make her feel the individual shots of pre he was spurting quite directly in her chamber, filling it already as her old boyfriend's load on a goo day... and he had not even moved. If the sight in front of her was a sign and the watermelons pressing against her feet were another, she'd come over and over without end for the next hour at least.

Bryce gathered enough mental strength to grip her hips harder and push his cock a little deeper, stretching her a bit more, and then some more and then again, her vent lips but a thin layer around a cock that was still barely a fourth in. Her father was big and long, by her standards, thick too, but this wolf.... God, he was like three men at the same time and maybe that was being on the low end of what he was able to do.

Slowly, he took out the portion of cock already inside and admired as the delicate vent returned to normal proportions and filled the gap that his presence had caused, only to plunge inside and stretch her again, more of his meat pole pushed in, forming a bulge in her stomach. He started thrusting in and out, a good quarter sliding in and out all the time, but it was clear that unless he wanted to hurt her, her vent had reached her limit. Hayley, though, she was not of the same opinion and started pushing back herself, as much as she could between her climaxes, helping him to get more cock within her passage. His pre had began overflowing outside her, pooling at her feet in a growing puddle of sticky mess, making Mark pale in comparison, the amount already inside her causing her chamber to feel bloated as if he had cum inside several times. She finally managed to take a third of cock inside, full beyond capacity, vent aching from the strain...

"Fuck, you're... barely half, no not even that.... Fuck." Bryce still pumped in and out, waiting to get some breath to answer her between her moans and his grunts of pleasure. She was way too tight, even for someone who could take that much of him at the first go.

"We... we can stop like this, I'm already close, and I-I think you came a lot... aren't you satisfied?" Sure, she had come at least seven or eight times, maybe even more, surely in the double digits now that she though about it, but if there was one thing she hated, was letting any amount of cock outside her body. "Hayley?"

"My-my tailhole... now." He stopped thrusting for a moment, puzzled. "Come on." Her expression was not one that allowed anything like a comeback or a refusal and coupled with his still mounting arousal, the scent of sex and lust sticking to his fur, the need to release the pressure within his balls, now big enough to sit on them, were getting past any last shreds of restraints.

He removed the good eighty centimetres of cock buried within her, cold air filling in the massive gape left by his presence made her shiver visibly, but when he aimed his tip and the oozing slit at the top towards her moist backside, slick with the fluids splashed by her and him, she felt the warmth of his pre coating her soft hole, lubing it. With a deep breath, he pressed the tip in, standing out so that the pre pumped inside could further ease his entrance and then leaned over, taking hold of her sides again, leg muscles brazing and claws digging into the soil to gain traction.

An instant later, he began pressing against her tailhole with strength, stretching it more and more, easily accommodating his cock for the first fifth, the resistance far less and the feeling far better than her vent. Hayley moaned loudly, powerless against his larger frame, now that he had gotten some balls to go with his cock, loving how he kept filling her with cock. He whispered something softly but she lost in as she screamed in pleasure, Bryce forcefully thrusting in and out, picking up the pace. Each thrust meant more cock inside her, more pre, more orgasms, making it exceedingly difficult for him not to come.

Bit by bit, inch by inch, he buried half of his mammoth length inside her, her flesh more like a pulsating cock-sleeve than a person attached to it. Still, his instincts and years of lack of sex took hold once more and with a feral snarl, he pushed with more strength, barely waiting between her orgasms and just moved by the drive to bury his knot in that fat ass and warm depth. Her stomach was bulging outwards even more obscenely than before, pre filling her intestines and making her feel so bloated she thought she had eaten already or just very, very pregnant.

His knot was now thick as a bottle of coke, the two litres kind, thick and bound to get thicker once it was inside her, sealing her for good and likely a few hours at least. Another snarl and ten more centimetres were forcefully pushed inside, his tip clearly visible beneath her taut skin and muscles, his shots of pre making it stretch around it. Hayley swore she could taste his pre with each breath from within herself. The extreme girth had hit her bladder a while ago but the next push did the job and a stream of urine splashed between her legs, joining the enormous puddle of pre and her fluids on the dirt floor and further wetting his balls. The shock received made them churn harder with seed and Bryce knew he didn't have much time, immediately resuming his trusting in the attempt to get himself fully inside by the time he was coming. His balls dragged on the floor, slapping against her bloated stomach and his very own tip from the outside, the sheer weight almost like someone was punching her in the guts.

As his climax approached, he got more and more desperate with his thrusts, one rougher than the other, flesh spasming without end around close to all of his length in a symphony of moans, grunts and wet slaps of fur of scales. Now his knot was the only thing left and Hayley seemed to have lost consciousness in the process, still coming all the while and soiling herself like a kid, but he was not done, not yet. Howling once more, he did his very best to push his knot, thicker than the whole of his girth, in her, engorged meat slapping against a ring of flesh so thin he could barely see it. From inside, his tip had reached her very stomach and was unloading directly in it, globs of pre so big and thick they felt like rocks pooling around. With one last titanic thrust, howling in pain and pleasure, he finally got his knot to force its way in her tailhole. He lasted about one more second before he came.

His balls tightened, hardening in the attempt to send all of the seed contained within out in one shot, but the limit of physics had reached Bryce as well and he almost blacked out by the pleasure coursing through his cock. Had it been outside, he could have seen his flesh distending around each spurt, likely surpassing the litres easily and with more to come after. She tasted his seed on her tongue and felt it shoot out in two thin jets out of her nostrils, followed by a large stream out of her mouth, until his hand reached it and snapped the opening shut. Now sealed, his seed began to collect inside her, bloating her and going through all of her plumbing until it reached his knot and found another obstacle. Hayley lost consciousness for real, her body but a sleeve to a cock so big it went right through her, having grown even more in the process of filling her up.

His tip was now poking from her throat and even Bryce could not hold his flow in anymore, his balls barely half empty. He let go of his hand and her mouth was forced open by yet another blast of seed, deciding instead of focusing on his own pleasure. From her open mouth, he spurted litres and litres of come, coating metres of greenery in white seed, likely reaching the people passing on the lone road if they did their way.

Hours seemed to pass as he came again and again, engrossed in the feeling of warmth around his way more than one and a half metres of cock and the insane amount of spunk he wasted outside. Hayley regained consciousness halfway through and resumed her streak of orgasms, causing Bryce to come harder, exhausting the hundreds of litres of seed faster than before.

Once his balls had returned to melons, only then, the flow stopped to a slow trickle and then to nothing at all, after having wrecked who knows how much public property in his pleasure. Around them was a lake of spunk, several centimetres thick, cooling and sticking to his fur and her skin. Still locked together, he two shared a passionate kiss, making out together and with his tip at the same time.

Three hours passed before even one of the two was anywhere near the condition of getting up, much less in the mindset of removing the know from her abused tailhole or even less, leaving their little corner of the world. The day was turning to evening and that was the one thing that forced them to get on their feet and leave, well, on Bryce's feet. They found out that he was still hard inside her and the knot was not going too go down for a couple more hours.

Carefully and with Hayley still strapped to his cock, he walked out of the park, taking lesser roads and still getting weird looks from the 'normal' people watching them run. She was still coming from time to time, which made the return trip to her home harder than it needed to be and very much longer. The scent of sex stuck to their bodies like glue and caused more than a few boners and shows of public nudity as they passed in busy places.

Once they finally reached Hayley's home, it was full evening, and her family had already eaten dinner, not that she'd need to get anything, with the dozens of litres of protein shake in her stomach. With as much silence as they could muster, she led Bryce to her room and then shut the door behind themselves, finally free to catch some breath and crash on the bed together. They fell asleep on the spot, him spooning her with affection and keeping her warm with his fur as she did the same with his receding cock within her body. Night passed fast and in the morning they found out with a great deal of happiness that his know was finally ready to be taken out of her abused hole.

Making sure that they'd not be discovered, they sneaked to the bathroom and got in the shower, grunting softly as Bryce tried to slowly take his knot out. Hayley had to slam a fist in her mouth to keep herself shut and not give away their secret actions, eyes watering when he, at last, sloppily took out the knot, letting a waterfall of seed splash with strength in the shower. The noises attracted the sleeping family members from their bedrooms and made them walk in just as Bryce was pressing his large paws on Hayley's stomach and pushing a few dozen litres down her plumbing and coating his metre of cock that still refused to get back in his sheath.

The three draconids stared wide eyed at the mammoth cock and the insane amount of seed, wondering how in the hell had she managed to even fit half in her ass.

"Hello..." He said, meekly, putting down Hayley and removing the sticky t-shirt from his frame, tossing it on the floor where a good five centimetres of spunk was backlogging the drain system. Hank snorted, somewhat displeased at the sight of the mess the two young ones were making but far more pissed at the idea that his daughter had found someone far bigger and thicker than himself.

"Kids these days..." Was the one thing he managed to say as he went down for a good coffee and sporting a raging erection of his own, dripping with pre already but clearly still inferior to the young man. Anna saw this and made sure to get his spirits up while Mark, lazily went back to bed.

"Does this mean he's fine with this?" Bryce motioned at the mess in the shower and groping the gaping hole left in the wake of his cock.

"I think he is... boyfriend..." she kissed him again and ran a hand over his balls one last time before turning the shower on and making him yelp in shock at the ice cold water.