The next day wasn't too difficult, since Tinker managed to come up with a good method for controlling his body's hyperactive reproductive system. He spent most of the day at his computer, but with a catch- every hour, Tinker ran to the bathroom to work himself through an orgasm, flooding the drain with glowing, slippery timberwolf cum before he returned to his computer. He didn't even bother to use the shower until the very last round, which he followed up by throwing himself into bed to try to sleep.

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The next night, Tinker woke up with a gasp, his bed creaking from the force of his sudden movement. The first thing he noticed was his matted fur- he was soaked in sweat, his entire body warm against the bed. There was a tent in the covers as well, and as Tinker yanked them away, he hissed from the sensation of the sheets dragging against his fully hard, sensitive, throbbing cock. His cock was huge. The first night, his cock had thankfully entered a state of dormacy overnight, letting him sleep. But this time? His balls were large enough to force his hind legs apart, his cock nearly as thick as his tail, and as he watched, it throbbed, firing a fat gush of precum directly onto his neck, making him flinch.

It was close enough for him to taste it, and while he tried to resist the urge, Tinker did. He worked himself through an intense orgasm, the climax of which resulted in the dragonpony soaking his entire front side with thick, glowing cum. Before he could even consider getting into the shower or just saying "fuck it" and going back to sleep, Tinker heard a faint howl from somewhere in the forest, a timberwolf howl, and it sent a shudder through his body. His cock twitched hard, sending another gush of precum into the air. He whimpered, ears going down as he remembered the full moon, but...

He knew what he had to do.

An hour later, Tinker was nervously walking into a clearing, his ears down, his wings gently twitching, his cock drooling an endless stream of precum onto the ground. By this point, the line between precum and cum was getting blurry. His cock wasn't just drooling, it was throbbing, pumping out precum as if he was cumming already. It felt good, but Tinker had more important things to worry about. Every howl helped him locate the wolves, but it also sent waves of arousal through his body, and yet, he couldn't bring himself to sit down and try to stroke himself off.

Once he neared the center of the clearing, he heard a new howl from right in front of him, and he squeaked, shrinking down as pairs and pairs of eyes opened in the fog all around him. Almost in sync, fifteen timberwolves walked out of the mist towards Tinker, making his eyes widen as he realized what he was getting himself into.

Directly in front of him stood one much larger than the others. It was tall enough that Tinker could see underneath it, and see... the heavy, plump set of... teats, between her hind legs. Like a pony. Actually, she... she had fur, too. And only one glowing eye, paired up with one pony-looking eye.

"A-Are you..." Tinker whispered, but she only flashed him a smirk as she backed up, then laid down at the edge of the clearing. Watching.

Tinker nervously gulped, looking around him at the remaining Timberwolves. Each one was sporting a throbbing, dripping, glowing erection... and one of them nudged him, growling a little, and Tinker stumbled a bit before he nervously sighed and said "F-Fine, I'll... f-fine...."

He took a deep breath, and he slowly laid down near one of the trees, rolling onto his back. He couldn't help but feel a tiny rush of excitement as the first wolf approached...

Like before, the wolf stood over Tinker, grinding their cocks together, soaking Tinker's shaft with the thick precum that sent heated, tingling sensations through his cock, making him weakly whimper with arousal as his already pent up balls twitched slightly.

With all his exposure to Timberwolves and the precum constantly gushing from his cock, Tinker didn't need any time to stretch, and it wasn't very long before the wolf nudged their cocks together, fitting its tip inside of Tinker's on the first try. Tinker groaned as it smoothly sank inside, one of his hind legs twitching as the wolf slowly filled his cock with its own. When the wolf's knot met his flare, it pulled back, then it pushed its cock back in, thrusting down into Tinker.

The dragonpony could only shiver and moan as the wolf began to thrust into him, sending those same dirty sensations through him as he panted and dug his claws into the ground. Thankfully, the wolf didn't take very long to hit its orgasm, but when it did, it rammed its cock to the hilt with one rough thrust, and it began to grind against Tinker as it fired a thick shot of glowing cum deep into his cock. Mid-orgasm, the dragonpony's shaft had loosened enough to take the knot, and the wolf growled as it firmly hilted, burying its tip deeper within Tinker as it rode out the rest of its orgasm. Tinker could feel every pulse of cum as it shot into him, first the bulge traveling down the wolf's cock, then the sloshing as it gushed into him, then the swelling of his balls as it filled them even further...

The wolf didn't need much time to cum, but he also wasn't alone. As soon as his orgasm had ended, he pulled out, backed away, and went to rest as the next wolf took its place. Tinker didn't have any time to protest before the next wolf was holding him down, stuffing its cock into his own, making him moan and weakly grind against it as it began to thrust into him. Over and over, Tinker would have to endure the same treatment.

One of the wolves would plunge its cock into his, buck into him until they hit orgasm, then they would knot him, grinding into him and growling as they milked their orgasm, pumping his heavy balls with yet another load of cum. As time went on, the sex grew sloppier and sloppier. By the 7th wolf, Tinker's cock was able to fit the wolves' knots on the very first thrust, and from that point, each cock-fucking was also a knot-fucking, sending his arousal even higher as he helplessly squirmed below the wolves. Any resistance was met with hostile growls or snarls, each one cowing Tinker into submissiveness again. By the time the 14th wolf approached Tinker, Tinker was sweaty, panting, soaked in cum, and struggling to contain himself. Thirteen timberwolves had pumped his balls full of their glowing, thick cum, and he hadn't cum once.

The 14th wolf was the largest, and much like the female wolf, it sported tufts of fur, a snout vaguely like that of a pony's, but lacking any other features. It didn't seem to have a pony's intelligence like the female did, because when Tinker impulsively tried to shove it away, it snarled, suddenly pinning him to the ground as it pressed its cock against his. Tinker let out a squeaky whimper, but he didn't fight back. He felt almost ashamed, submitting to yet another timberwolf, held down to the ground, soaked with sweat and cum...

...Okay, whatever. At least the wolf wasn't smart,, right? But as it ground against his cock, Tinker realized there was one more thing. This timberwolf lacked a knot, instead having a thick, drooling, stallionhood. It was easily as large as his own cock, before it was tainted by the glowing cum, and now it was supposed to fit inside his? Sure, his cock was much larger and stretchier and throbbing and sensitive and... Tinker nervously whimpered at the sight of it, making a weak attempt to pull away, but the wolf ignored the noise, keeping him held down. Tinker's cock wasn't gaping, but after so much edging, Tinker's cock had grown much larger, and it was loosened enough after the fist thirteen wolves that the last one was able to stuff his cock into Tinker's without much struggle.

The flare was the hardest part. The wolf's cock repeatedly slipped off of Tinker's, resulting in the wolf growling as he wasted a few thrusts grinding against Tinker's cock, then he pulled back for another attempt. After a few failed tries, Tinker groaned, and he finally submitted to his arousal as he reached down, gripping both cocks and holding them in line as the wolf pushed again. This time, Tinker felt the tip of the cock pop into his own, and he shuddered as he let go of their cum-soaked shafts.

Despite the assistance, since Tinker had decided to resist him earlier, the wolf wasn't gentle with him. He rammed his cock to the hilt with one hard thrust, and Tinker sharply gasped as he felt the wolf's cock plunge deeper than all the others, the flare lodging inside his prostate, gushing precum almost directly into his balls. As the wolf ground into him, Tinker arched his back and cried out with pleasure, his cock throbbing strongly and squeezing the wolf's cock as it prepared to rut him.

This timberwolf wasn't going to be gentle, either. One snarl was all the warning Tinker got before the wolf began to fuck him, stuffing its cock inside his again and again, shoving it to the hilt each time, its heavy balls swinging inwards to slap against Tinker's massive, overstuffed balls. This round was much worse than the others, thanks to the constant stimulation of Tinker's prostate. On every thrust, the timberwolf's thick flare roughly massaged Tinker's prostate from the inside, sending Tinker's arousal higher and higher as his balls rocked and twitched in response to the stimulation.

Eventually, the wolf began to flare, and that made it much more intense. Tinker began to loudly moan, bucking his hips and squirming, but he couldn't escape the cock plunging repeatedly deep within his own. Before the pleasure could intensify to the point of being painful, the wolf snarled, rammed its cock as deep as it would go, then it came, making Tinker's balls bulge visibly with each powerful gush of cum that it pumped into the dragonpony, stirring the gallons of cum contained within each of his over-full nuts. This timberwolf had enough cum in his heavy balls to equal two of the other timberwolves, and Tinker was helpless to do anything about it as his overstuffed nuts were packed even more full of thick glowing cum.

After its orgasm was finally over, the wolf licked Tinker's cheek, making the brown halfbreed angrily growl back at him. The wolf ignored the growl, then it slowly pulled out, making Tinker shudder and squirm at the sensations. The wolf's flared cock popped free, making Tinker whine, but there was no wolf to replace him. Finally, it was over. Tinker could feel his cock bulge, growing in size, demanding that he orgasm, but Tinker stumbled to his paws instead, hoping to (somehow...) fight off any other wolves before he could endure any more painfully kinky ball-stuffings. But there was only one wolf in the clearing with him now- the female Timberwolf, and she was walking towards him. To his surprise, she turned, spread her hind legs, and presented to him, slowly bending over and placing her chest on the forest floor.

She was the most beautiful creature Tinker had ever seen. Her flanks were plump, round, as perfect as Celestia's. She had a marehood, puffy, soaking wet, glistening in the moonlight, dripping onto the ground. Between her legs hung two beautiful, heavy teats, her nipples firm with arousal. Tinker watched as she spread her legs for him, and her pussy winked... for him. For Tinker. She was his. That is what everything was leading up to, all of the pent up arousal, all of the cock-fuckings. In that moment, something snapped inside of the dragonpony. Dragon greed was an extremely rare thing in dragon halfbreeds, but sometimes, it could briefly manifest in times of extreme lust for something, be it money or power or someone.

The female timberwolf, the pack leader, she was Tinker's reward for being cock-fucked by 14 male timberwolves in a row, and nothing was going to stop him from taking his prize. The only problem came with mounting her. Tinker was tall, but he wasn't as tall as the huge female timberwolf, and his balls were so large and bulging that they were brushing against the grass between his legs, which were spread open wide to make room for them. His cock was starting to approach his chest, swelled and throbbing with need.

But then the greed kicked in. Tinker began to grow. His cock bucked beneath him as he groaned, and magic surrounded his body as he suddenly grew in size, his muscles bulging and his skeleton creaking as the magic welled up from deep inside of him. Again and again, Tinker's body shifted, growing in spurts of a few inches at a time, his cock increasing in size as well. Thankfully, his body grew more than his cock did, and he approached the size of the female Timberwolf, then surpassed it, then he took a few steps towards her. At the same time, the female looked back to see what was going on, and one of the males returned, lunging for Tinker because it thought that he was going to harm the female.

He was, in a way, but the wolf had no chance of stopping him. With a roar of his own, the dragonpony swiped at the now-smaller wolf with a paw, sending twigs and logs scattering into the forest as the magic creature collapsed from the force of his strike. Then, he looked back to the wolf, shuddering as the final spurt of growth surged through his body. By now, Tinker's cock was much closer in proportion to the rest of his body, throbbing powerfully as it fired off spurts of thick precum. The glowing fluid gushing from Tinker's cock would put a normal stallion's orgasm to shame, and yet, it was only precum.

Shuddering with lust and power, Tinker slowly turned in a circle, confidently smirking, and he hissed a quiet "Anyone else~?" as he challenged another timberwolf to just try and fight him. Thankfully, none of them stepped forth, though Tinker was pretty sure he could spot sets of eyes in the murky darkness beyond the moonlit clearing.

For the first time in multiple seasons, the female timberwolf felt herself blushing. When Tinker turned back around to look at her, she quickly looked away, hoping he didn't spot her deep red blush. She could only shudder as Tinker pounced, mounting her, pinning her to the floor as his massive, throbbing cock squished against her soaked marehood. Sparks of arousal and excitment shot through her as she felt his weight,sweat and cum dripping onto her from his messy, soaked fur. As he settled onto her, Tinker spent a moment grinding against her soft marehood, just to be sure he was in the right spot, then he rammed his hips forwards. Both of them cried out as Tinker's cock popped inside, flooding the wolf's pussy with fat gushes of precum as he smushed the flaring tip of his cock against her loose cervix. His medial ring squished against her outer lips at the same time, and Tinker lustfully smirked as some part of him registered just how deep he was about to fill this wolf.

He pulled back, his cock flaring further, then he rammed himself forwards. For a moment, the wolf whined as she felt her body giving way, then Tinker's flare popped inside of her womb, his medial ring finally sinking into her. Next, Tinker's knot smushed against the wolf's entrance, and he firmly thrusted forwards, stuffing it inside of her as well. Finally, as Tinker's wide flare pressed firmly against the far wall of the female timberwolf's womb, their hips slammed together with a loud slap. And in that moment, Tinker came. Tinker not only moaned, he looked upwards, releasing a massive plume of dragonfire into the air, singing leaves and branches above them as his cock began to bulge inside of the wolf. The bulge traveled deep into the wolf's body, all the way to her womb, then Tinker finally let loose his first powerful gush of cum into the wolf, strong enough that he could hear it sloshing into her womb as he flooded the deep chamber to "capacity" instantly.

Of course, he didn't care. As Tinker came, he ground and bucked against the wolf, relentlessly trying to shove his already-hilted cock deeper into her, milking his orgasm as he finally rode out the pleasure he'd been wordlessly and literally begging for all night long. The female wolf struggled to hold herself together, but with Tinker's rough grinding and the powerful jets of cum bulging out her womb, she couldn't stop herself from hitting an orgasm as all of the sensations became too much for her. The wolf's tight clenching only served to increase the length of Tinker's orgasm, and by the time he finished cumming, her belly was hanging below her, like a mare pregnant with twins and nearly ready to give birth.

But Tinker wasn't done. His balls hadn't shrank very much, and he wasn't done punishing this wolf for all of the sexual tension and frustration he'd been through for the past week. His body was still in lustful overdrive, producing endless amounts of timberwolf cum, and he needed to drain his balls faster than they replenished. He bit down on her neck, hard, and he began to fuck her. From the way the wolf loudly cried out, as he bit her, some part of Tinker happned to wonder if she'd ever been with a dragonpony, but even then, one that had grown.

Tinker wasn't gentle with the wolf as he began to rut her. With every thrust, he pulled back until his knot escaped her tunnel and his flare popped out of her womb, then he roughly rammed his cock back inside of her, stuffing his flare into her womb before his knot popped into her tunnel as well. Glowing timberwolf cum began to splash back out of her as Tinker rutted her into the ground, but Tinker's next orgasm fixed that little issue as he roughly stuffed his cock into her again, blasting her womb with more and more thick, mixed cum.

Tinker kept going for hours. Over and over, he rutted the wolf until he hit orgasm, then he ground into her as he rode out the climax, enjoying every single delicious second of orgasmic bliss after all the buildup from earlier. After countless rounds of stuffing the mare with cum, Tinker pulled out all the way, shoving the wolf onto her back. He was actually feeling just slightly tired, so rather than rest for a moment, he spent a few minutes putting his massive tongue to use as he began to lewdly slather her teats with his tongue, showing off the fully prehensile organ as he thoroughly tasted the soft mounds. He plunged his tongue to the hilt inside of her pussy, wriggling the tip of his tongue all the way into her womb, and the taste of all that mixed and glowing cum sent shudders through him. His arousal started to flare hot and powerful by that point, so he mounted her again, this time with a mating press, then he pinned her down and kissed her.

The wolf let out a squeak, but she couldn't stop the dragonpony as he mashed their lips together, stuffing his cock into her once more as he moaned his pleasure into her maw. For the first round, she fought back, pushing against his tongue with her own, but when Tinker hit climax he shot his tongue down her throat, bulging it out, making her shudder and groan as she submitted to him even further. It wasn't until she was approaching her own orgasm that she realized he was doing this now because soon her overstuffed womb would be too large to allow him to keep her in the press.

Tinker continued rutting the mare for a few rounds, making out with her throughout. Every time he hit an orgasm, he would ram his tongue down her throat, reestablishing his total dominance over her as he flooded her with cum below and tongue-fucked her above. Between orgasms, their kiss was more heated and sensual, tongues slithering together as the wolf repeatedly ran her paws up and down Tinker's body, feeling up all of his muscles as they flexed and worked to fuck her. No, to breed her. Eventually, her belly did indeed grow too large to allow Tinker to stay on top of her, and then he pulled out once more.

Tinker gave the mare a shove, and she moaned as she slowly rolled over onto her belly, shudders going through her as her cum-filled gut sloshed beneath herself. The moment she managed to obediently bend over for him in the proper position, he was on her again, breeding her with the mixed cum from her entire pack over and over. With each orgasm, his balls would get closer to a normal size, and far above them, clouds began to encroach on the full moon. It couldn't last forever, and soon, after shuddering his way through an orgasm, Tinker shuddered as he began to feel even more magic well up from inside of him.

All of the timberwolves in the clearing let loose various grunts and pants of pleasure as they all hit a shared orgasm all around Tinker, even the wolf he'd shattered, since it had time to reassemble itself. One by one, the wolves came, shuddering through waves of delicious pleasure as the magic residing within them finally discharged the pent-up sexual fires they'd been carrying since the beginning of their mating season. One by one, the wolves' glowing cocks went dark, their constant erections softening as they went back to normal.

But Tinker? Tinker still needed to make use of that magic. As he adjusted his pose overtop the female wolf, Tinker noticed green flames flickering up his legs, though the fire felt cool rather than hot. He groaned as he felt the magic sinking into him, and his cock lurched inside of the female as his balls swelled, glowing brightly, full of the remainder of the powerful breeding magic.

The female wolf shuddered as she realized that the final round of rutting was still to come, and somewhere even deeper within her mind, she thanked her past self for being an overly curious filly who just happened to get far too involved in a spellbook she didn't understand.

Then, Tinker bit her. Snarling ferally, Tinker sank his teeth into the wolf's neck, using the extra grip for leverage as one final growth sport racked his body. Since the pack leader's womb was squished against the ground far below her, the only limits on how much cock she could fit came down to how much she was able to stretch, and thanks to the curse's magic, the glowing cum she was soaked in did wonders to let his cock plunge as deep as he wished.

By the end of Tinker's growth spurt, his knot was filling much of the mare's tunnel, and as he ground against her, he popped his medial ring into her womb. The tip of his cock was immersed deep within her massive cum belly, but when Tinker pulled back to make his first thrust, she felt it slosh backwards until his flare squashed against the entrance to her womb. Not only that, he was pumping precum into her as if he was already cumming. His cock was repeatedly throbbing inside of her, and each one brought with it a bulge in his length, and each bulge exploded in her womb with a splurt of fresh, warm, glowing cum.

Then, after a moment of enjoying his new level of precum production, he rammed his cock back inside. The wolf screamed her pleasure into the air as Tinker began to fuck her again, ramming his cock inside of her with every ounce of strength he had, his knot mashing her clit on every thrust before it lodged itself inside of her and flattened her g-spot. As he rutted her, Tinker's thrusting steadily grew more and more... feral. He began to snarl just as much as he moaned, he tightened his grip on the wolf's neck, and his thrusts grew less rhythmic and more shaky, some thrusts gentle but fast while others shook her entire body as he bucked into her with all his strength.

The mare-wolf couldn't handle his rough treatment for very long, and she soon felt an orgasm rising up within her. She tried desperately to resist, closing her eyes, pawing at the ground, clenching around him, but nothing could stop it. Another scream of pleasure escaped her as her climax racked her body, and her limbs tensed up as she tightly clamped down around Tinker.

Just like all of the other wolves, the magic suddenly welled up inside of Tinker, and while he couldn't see either of them, his cock and his balls both shimmered brightly with the green magic, and he cried out onto the wolf's neck as he helplessly plunged into an orgasm, closing his eyes tightly as he gave her one final, mighty, hard thrust, shoving his cock to the hilt one final time. His medial ring lodged itself within her womb, his knot popped into her clenching tunnel, and the ocean of cum inside of her swirled around his sensitive flare as his orgasm began.

His cock bulged inside of her as the first surge of cum traveled down his length, and as Tinker coiled his tail around one of her hind legs to keep himself hilted, his cock bucked within her, firing off a powerful jet of his brightly-glowing cum directly into her womb. Immediately afterwards, it was followed by another jet of cum, so powerful that if his cock wasn't immersed within gallons of cum, it would probably hurt.

Tinker was helpless to do anything other than shudder and moan onto the wolf's neck as his intense, magically-enhanced orgasm overwhelmed his senses, each clench from his balls and his cock showering his nerves with white hot pleasure. As he rode out the orgasm, much like the wolves, the glow in his balls began to fade, as the magic, the curse, and the timberwolf cum gushed out of him, pumped deep within the moaning timberpony's womb. Eventually, Tinker pumped the final drops of glowing cum into the pack leader, and as his most recent orgasm began to collapse, he felt the pent up warmth of afterglow crashing into him, and he struggled to keep his legs straight as he weakly hugged onto the wolf. Tinker moaned as he felt the greed finally dissipating, and he began to shrink.

Slowly, Tinker shrank back down to his normal size, still knotted inside of the wolf. They were both soaked in sweat and cum after the frenzied rutting, though the green glow was gone. They both reeked of sexually-charged musk, enough to get a changeling drunk on smell alone. The female let out a shaky little sigh, and she slowly laid down, though she had to keep her hips off the ground to make room for her massive, glowing belly. It allowed Tinker's hind legs to find the floor again though, and he weakly ground into her with a shaky little noise of pleasure and happiness. At his usual size, Tinker's cock was just big enough that the tip of his shaft was just inside the wolf's overstuffed womb, keeping it plugged as her cervix slowly began to tighten back up around him.

The wolf was happy as well, and she made a short little bark. Tinker didn't know what it meant until he heard rustling behind him, and he squeaked as he felt one of the timberwolves mount him. Mount them. He tried to glance back, but the wolf was already on top of him, squishing him between itself and the female as she leaned her head back to nuzzle it. Tinker's cheeks reddened as he felt the dripping, twitching tip of the pony-cock nudge against his backdoor, and he realized it was the almost-halfbreed wolf. Its cock wasn't glowing anymore, but it was still impressively large.

The wolf ground against his ponut, and Tinker gasped quietly as the tip popped inside of him, making his own cock twitch. Slowly, the wolf sank inside of his ass, and each time it felt resistance, it would wait until its cock pumped a fresh gush of precum into him before it made another little thrust. It kept its slow pace until their hips met, its cock hilted deep inside of Tinker as its heavy, wet balls pressed close to Tinker's.

The wolf briefly ground into him, then it slowly began to thrust. Tinker couldn't help but moan, but he was too tired to move his hips, only able to weakly grind into the female wolf as she clenched tight around his cock. His balls were hard at work filling themselves with cum, his own cum, and the wolf helped them along as it repeatedly thrusted over Tinker's prostate, sending shivers through the dragonpony.

The wolf took its time this round, pumping into Tinker steadily, just fast enough that their balls satisfyingly plapped together on every thrust, but slow enough that Tinker could enjoy every thrust as it rocked him against the female. When the wolf began to flare inside of him, Tinker was already close, but the flare's repeated brushing against his prostate sent Tinker into one final orgasm, followed shortly by the Wolf as well.

The female wolf happily cooed as Tinker hit orgasm, his cock flaring, lodging itself inside of her womb as he began to pump his thick warm dragonpony cum deep inside of her, where it joined the ocean of glowing timberwolf cum inside of her womb and mixed together with it. It was a far cry from the powerful, sloshing splurts of cum that he'd been pumping into her earlier that night, but she could still feel the pulses of his cock as it pumped his seed into her. Meanwhile, inside of Tinker, the wolf hilted as it came, pumping strong gushes of its slippery, warm, normal cum deep inside of Tinker, filling him with more and more of the warm, sticky goo.

Tinker's orgasm managed to outlast the wolf's by just a hair, both of their cocks letting loose their last gush of cum at almost the same time. As Tinker's afterglow slowly overwhelmed him, he went limp on the female wolf's back, panting weakly as more sweat ran down his glasses, which he long ago gave up trying to see through. Slowly, the wolf pulled out of him, making Tinker shiver and weakly clench around the thick shaft as it left him, his own cock twitching hard inside of the female wolf. The last thing he could remember was the female wolf smiling back at him, giving his snout some affectionate licks.

"Until next time, my handsome halfbreed mate....~"

Tinker woke up with a snort, sending leaves flying as he struggled to sit up. Mate? He had a mate? A timberwolf? It was cold, windy, and the sky was cloudy, so Tinker wasn't sure if it was 9 in the morning or past lunchtime already. He groaned as he felt the sudden soreness in his hips, and he looked down to his gently twitching morning wood.

Thankfully, his balls looked- and felt- normal again, as he gently fondled them with both paws. His cock felt normal as well... was it bigger than before? Were his balls bigger? He couldn't tell, but It didn't seem as stretchy or sensitive as it was before, and Tinker allowed it to soften as he slowly stood up on shaking legs, shivering as the cool wind blew across his shaft. He looked around the clearing, wearing a warm blush as he thought about the night before.

Part of him wanted to assume it was all a dream. And yet... his hips were sore, his fur was matted and sticky, there were still claw marks all over the ground, and blackened branches and leaves overhead where he'd singed them with fire. He couldn't help but blush, recalling the frenzied events of the night, and he couldn't help but feel sad that it was over. He actually felt a little dumb, for missing the female wolf. But she was so beautiful... a halfbreed, just like him, only a timberwolf rather than a dragon.

Thankfully, all of the twigs and logs from the wolf he'd smacked aside were gone, so he assumed that it'd managed to reform itself and leave with the others. He couldn't help but wonder where they'd gone, and as he began to slowly walk home, he thought about the pony halfbreed some more. The way she looked at him, the way she moaned... what if she was... sentient like him? What if she could talk? Hadn't she said something to him after it was all over? He couldn't remember, but maybe she would want to be friends, if he could find her again. Maybe she'd want to... rut like animals in the moonlight again.

He also wondered about the giant belly of mixed cum she had, which timberwolf would end up being the one to actually get her pregnant. Such a weird ritual, seducing a pony to effectively mix all of their cum into, then having them stuff it into the leader to decide who gets to breed her... and he'd pumped a load of his own cum into her, too. Sure, it was one orgasm among gallons of glowing wolf cum, but what if...

Well, nah. That wasn't gonna happen.

Right?

Author's Note

gee I sure hope the big sexy timberwolf mare doesn't break into Tinker's house to demand another halfbreed on halfbreed fuck session

naaahhhh that probably won't happen

cause like I dunno if I'll ever write a sequel for this of all stories but who knows

can I please stop thinking about this now I miss when the only fetish I had was tentacles