Timberwolves reproduce HOW, exactly!?
Tinker didn't even see it coming. He'd been on a late night walk through the woods, when he happened to wander too close to the everfree. Not usually a problem, but sometimes, strange creatures from the everfree would do strange things....
And Tinker was a strange pony, which perhaps made him somewhat of a target for creatures who knew enough to stay away from ponies, but not hybrids. It hadn't even taken long for a curious Timberwolf to hunt Tinker down, and while the dragonpony had been able to outrun it for a short while, his stamina ran out pretty fast. He had stamina, yes, but not for running.
Tinker whimpered as the timberwolf finally pinned him to the everfree forest floor, and he nervously looked up at the snarling beast. It was bigger than he was, it was stronger, and his magic refused to function near the creature. Not even breathing fire at the wolf was enough to scare it off, and it was made of wood!
As the timberwolf growled at him, Tinker shuddered, and due to his panting, he began to pick up an odd scent from the wolf, vaguely like that of flowers at night. It wasn't until he'd breathed in quite a lot of it that he realized it reminded him of the scent of a mare in heat, making him horny, and he blushed like mad when he realized his cock was spilling from its sheath, hardening beneath the wolf.
Then he felt something wet splat against the underside of his cock. He looked down, and with wide eyes, Tinker noticed the wolf's cock, throbbing and dripping onto his own shaft underneath itself. It had a knot just like Tinker's cock, and to Tinker's surprise, the wolf began to grind down against him, rubbing their cocks together. He felt an additional little rush of panic as he noticed the wolf's balls, massive and glowing, hanging so low that they totally covered his own balls as it ground against him. Not to mention the green glow its cock emitted, bathing their hips in an odd shadowy light.
He tried to push on the wolf, but it only snarled at him again, scaring Tinker back into staying still. The strong musk was getting worse, and in addition to that, the timberwolf's cock was gushing precum, and it had already soaked Tinker's cock along with the rest of his crotch. Not only that, it burned. It didn't burn in a painful way, but Tinker was helpless to do anything about his arousal as it grew stronger and stronger, as if he was getting further and further pent up but couldn't cum. His cock also felt different somehow, as if he was still getting hard. It was uncontrollably twitching, and each twitch felt pleasurable as a smaller gush of his own precum joined the mix. Had his cock gotten bigger as well...?
The dragonpony was rapidly approaching an orgasm, but before Tinker could actually cum, the wolf reached down with a paw, and it pushed Tinker's cock back towards his own, angling it in line with his leaking tip. Then, he mashed the tip of his own cock against Tinker's, and Tinker was too confused to make an attempt to stop him. Of all the ways to grind against him, why this? He could feel the tip of the wolf's cock push ever-so-slightly into the tip of his own cock, and he squirmed as an odd sensation hit him, the feeling of the wolf's glowing precum gushing inside of his cock.
After a few minutes of his cock being slowly filled with the wolf's enchanted fluids, the wolf began to push. To the dragonpony's alarm, the timberwolf's cock actually began to slide inside of his own! He expected pain, but as the tip of the timberwolf's cosk slowly sank inside of his own, there was nothing but pleasure. It was an intense, pleasurable feeling that made Tinker arch his back with a hiss, but with a cock sinking inside of his own, Tinker could no longer reach his orgasm, his flare starting to shrink once more as the incoming climax faded.
Ignoring Tinker's whimpers, The wolf continued to push, his cock smoothly disappearing inside of Tinker's, gushing precum into him that only served to drive his arousal higher and make it even easier for the wolf to fit inside. It pushed deeper and deeper until his knot pressed against Tinker's flare, where he stopped to blow a puff of warm air over Tinker's snout. Thankfully, the timberwolf's cock was thinner compared to Tinker's, but it was just as long. The tip of the timberwolf's cock actually sank past Tinker's knot, bulging out the full length of his cock. Its knot squished firmly against the tip of Tinker's cock as it ground down into him, the tip of its cock buried so far down Tinker's cock that it was inside of his body, something that Tinker had never felt before. As soon as it was hilted, the wolf pinned Tinker against a tree, snarling down at him to ensure that he didn't even attempt to escape. Tinker let out a nervous squeak (followed by a pleasured whimper), and he let out a proper moan as the wolf ground against him.
Then, it started to thrust. Tinker sucked in a shaky gasp of air as the wolf pulled back and thrusted inside for the first time, but he was helpless to do anything about the burst of pleasure other than squirm and moan as the wolf continued to fuck him. The wolf's cock began to throb and twitch harder and harder inside of Tinker, and it also began to be slightly rougher with Tinker, thrusting into him hard enough that his heavy, glowing balls rocked forwards to slap against tinker's cock.
Right as Tinker's pent up arousal threatened to push him enough to fight back, the wolf growled, and then it came. Tinker only had a moment to panic as the wolf's cock bulged within his own, and then he shuddered with hot, guilty arousal as he felt a strong gush of cum flood his insides, gushing through his body into his balls. The wolf let out a pleased growl, grinding into Tinker, and it continued to pump hot spurts of cum deep inside of the dragonpony's nuts. Tinker could feel the timberwolf's cock bulge as it pumped a gush of cum down his length, followed by the sloshing sensation as it splashed down into his balls, which twitched each time the wolf pumped a fresh gush of cum into him.
As the wolf rode out its orgasm, Tinker couldn't help but notice the pleasure he felt in his balls. He had no way of knowing it, but the wolf and its magic were hijacking his balls, bringing his own cum production to a halt as the glowing wolf cum overwhelmed his own, overriding his body's natural process and coaxing it into producing more timberwolf cum. Not only would he begin producing timberwolf cum, but it would not stop until the wolves allowed it. Surely endless production of thick, glowing, arousal-inducing cum wasn't going to be a problem, right?
Thankfully, the creature's knot was too large to pop inside of Tinker's cock, but that didn't stop it from continually grinding into Tinker as it came, flooding his balls with thick, warm, glowing cum. Yes, glowing. Tinker noticed the glow when he glanced down, just barely able to see the the glowing liquid seeping out from around the creature's bulged knot. He didn't know if it was the musk or the special properties of the beast's cum, but... he found it hot. And of course the damn thing had glowing cum, what else would he expect when its cock and its balls were glowing?
The timberwolf's orgasm lasted a long time, and Tinker began to worry that it was going to fully empty its balls into his own! And yet, he wasn't so sure he was afraid of that option anymore. Eventually, after Tinker's balls were heavy, bulging, and softly glowing, the timberwolf's orgasm began to wane, its cock pumping smaller and smaller gushes into Tinker's. Finally, it stopped, and after a few moments to rest, the wolf slowly pulled out of Tinker. Tinker hissed as the wolf's cock finally popped free from his own, his cock twitching powerfully as it shot a gush of precum into the air. He flinched as the wolf licked his snout, and he held still as it moved its head below him, nudging him. He hesitated, which annoyed the wolf, and it growled at him briefly as it shoved him, knocking him away from the tree.
The dragonpony rolled onto his belly with a grunt, then he slowly stood up on shaking legs, not really thinking about escape at the moment. He let the timberwolf walk behind him without watching what it was doing, and therefore, he was taken by surprise as the beast pounced on him, landing on Tinker's back. It pushed at the backs of his front legs, and Tinker yelped as they collapsed, then he grunted as his chest hit the soft grass of the forest floor.
He felt the wolf settle into position on top of him, and he spread his legs open wider as he felt the drooling tip of its cock squish against his backdoor. After a moment, he realized what he was doing, and he had a sudden slew of second thoughts as he squeaked out a nervous "H-Hey, wait!"
The wolf did not wait. Grinding against Tinker, it began to work its cock inside of him, just like it did with his cock. The wolf's gushing precum filled Tinker's plot much like it did with his cock, and Tinker helplessly moaned as he felt his plot not only stretching to allow the wolf inside, but also the strong pleasure as the wolf's cock plunged inside of him. By the time the wolf's knot pressed against Tinker's ponut, the enchanted cum had allowed him to stretch enough that the knot easily popped inside, and Tinker hissed as the large timberwolf firmly hilted itself, its cock thobbing deep inside of him.
In drawings, Tinker had never liked the way that timberwolves were always drawn with their cocks being worryingly skinny after the knot, but the real thing? Nope. Its cock was just as thick behind the knot as it was in front, and Tinker couldn't help but grind back against the wolf with a shaky moan as it ground forwards into him, its cock bucking and throbbing as it pumped more of its precum into Tinker.
Slowly, Tinker reached back to his own cock with one paw. His cock was still swelled and sensitive, his balls heavy with glowing timberwolf cum, and he was desperate to cum. Once the wolf had settled into position, however, it bit down onto Tinker's neck, pinned him properly to the forest floor, and started fucking him. Tinker let out a strangled cry of pleasure as the wolf suddenly bit him while pulling out, but when the creature roughly stuffed its cock, knot and all, back inside of him, the dragonpony cried out as he returned his paw to the ground and dug his claws into the dirt.
He had no choice, he needed to keep all four paws on the ground to stay stable, but even though he didn't get the chance to touch his cock, he didn't need to. The timberwolf's savage knot-fucking was more than enough to throw Tinker almost directly into an orgasm, his cock flaring beneath him as he struggled to keep quiet in the face of the hard rutting. As the wolf rammed his cock past Tinker's prostate on a particularily hard thrust, Tinker felt the sexual tension snap, and he sucked in a breath before crying out as his orgasm overwhelmed him, and he clamped down tightly around the timberwolf as it continued fucking him.
Tinker's cock bulged as the first fat gush of cum was pumped down his length, and it splatted into the grass as the wolf rutted him, followed by another spurt of cum a moment later. Unlike his usual orgasms, this one was slower, his cock taking its time pumping out the thick, glowing, tingling cum as his balls twitched to help pump it out. Tinker's orgasm lasted much longer than it normally would as a concequence, and the timberwolf didn't slow down at all throughout, roughly massaging Tinker's prostate to milk his orgasm for as long as he could.
Despite Tinker's clenching, the wolf's cum made it easy for him to continue knot-fucking the dragonpony, and when the wolf hit climax, it snarled loudly onto Tinker's neck, bit down harder, and slammed its hips against his, holding tightly onto the stallion as the first powerful gush of cum shot deep into Tinker. The dragonpony could only helplessly moan as the wolf's orgasm forced his own to continue, his cock bucking underneath him as it soaked the grass in thick, glowing, musky timberwolf cum.
After the wolf and Tinker had both ridden out the courses of their orgasms, the wolf slowly released Tinker's neck. It began to slowly lick him, and shivers ran through Tinker as he felt the bite grow cold and tingly, before the pain slowly melted away as the bite was healed. The wolf popped its knot out of Tinker, then it pulled the rest of the way out, ignoring Tinker's shaky groan as it dismounted from him.
Tinker tensed up nervously as he felt the timberwolf's snout press against his balls, which didn't seem much smaller than they did before. Hell, were they bigger? He tried to shoot the wolf a glare, but it shook itself, licked his flank, sniffed the air, and bounded away into the woods.
It had just... left, as if it hadn't just put Tinker through the strangest, roughest, and most arousing (in some ways) sex in his life. Tinker was exhausted after
He managed to find his way home, at least, and he went to bed without any issues. Safe to say, Tinker slept like a ROCK.
Author's Note
This was originally a .txt file I wrote in an attempt to get this dumb fetish out of my head
it didn't work lol
Timberwolves reproduce HOW, exactly!?
The next day was a mess, however. No matter how many times he got off, Tinker wasn't able to sate his new, strong, addicting arousal. Ever since the timberwolf encounter, Tinker's boner had refused to go down. No matter what, he couldn't get his erection to soften, yet it was already "soft" in a way. His cock was much larger than normal, as well as his balls, but it was also somewhat squishy, stretchy enough that he was able to fit a few of his toys inside of his cock.
The odd squishiness of his cock brought with it intense pleasure however, because Tinker's cock was much more sensitive, and bringing himself to orgasm was much easier than normal. That was a good thing, because Tinker soon discovered that his cock was not only producing timberwolf cum, but it was doing such constantly. Try as he might to resist, eventually Tinker's balls and even his cock would grow too big, heavy, and sensitive, and he would be forced to stumble into the shower and milk repeated orgasms out of himself until his equipment went back to "manageable" size...
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Panting heavily, Tinker shoved the door to his bathroom open. Without even bothering to close it, he stepped into his shower, grunting as he sat down in the corner of it, his massive balls slapping wetly against the ground. Hissing with pleasure, Tinker glared angrily down at his cock. He'd tried to ignore it for a few hours, and in return, it had grown much larger than it ever was to begin with. The tip of his cock, gushing an endless stream of tingling precum by now, was just below his snout, reaching past his chest. His balls were equally massive, each as large as his head, resting on the floor and softly twitching as they worked to produce their cum.
He was frustrated, he was angry, but Tinker's urgent need to cum was stronger than anything else. As his wings flared open on either side, he attacked his cock, squishing the thick flared tip of it into his maw as he wormed his tongue deep inside of his own cock, shudders of delicious, naughty pleasure sparking throughout his body. With his paws, Tinker began to roughly stroke his cock, massaging the thick flesh from both sides as he began to buck upwards into his own maw. He also began to fondle his own massive balls, rubbing them, squishing them together, caressing them before he returned his paws to his cock to firmly massage his knot or squeeze his medial ring.
Tinker only lasted minutes before a powerful orgasm overwhelmed him, and the pressure of his first gush forced his tongue out of his own cock, then flooded his maw and even his throat with cum before he could pull off. Rather than gag on it, Tinker hungrily swallowed down the thick fluid as he pulled his head away, then he loudly moaned as he began to milk his orgasm, stroking himself off as he milked fat gushes of cum out of his cock. Each gush audibly splurted into the air, each fat spray a half gallon of cum that fell back down onto Tinker as a thick glob of cum that soaked his fur even more.
By the time his intense, wing-cramping climax had ended... Tinker's balls were still too big and heavy to allow him to walk properly. He was already in the shower... already coated with glowing cum... so why not just keep going? In the end, it would take hours to milk his balls enough that they went back to normal, and by that point, Tinker had not a single complaint left in him.
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While it was fun spending the entire day working through repeated orgasms, Tinker... couldn't handle it forever. He had responsibilities, a shop to run, friends that he couldn't even begin to explain his predicament to. The next night, Tinker found himself slowly walking into the forest, his fur standing on end as he crept towards the area he'd found the wolf last time. In anticipation of finding the creature, Tinker's cock was somehow even harder than usual beneath him, drooling a constant stream of glowing precum into the grass as he walked. Despite constantly watching the misty darkness around him for the glowing green eyes of timberwolves, the creature somehow managed to sneak up on him.
Tinker let out a terrified squeak as something sniffed at his neck, his wings flaring as he spun around with wide eyes. His cheeks began to turn a hot red as he realized what it was, another timberwolf, radiating the same sweet, arousal-inducing scent that Tinker couldn't help but deeply breathe in. The wolf stepped closer, giving Tinker a quiet growl, and Tinker nervously shrank back a little bit, before slowly laying on the grass, lounging against a tree on his back with his hind legs hanging spread open. The wolf seemed to approve, and it stepped overtop of Tinker, copying the actions of the first one as it began to grind its shaft against Tinker's, giving him a fresh coating of the slippery, tingling precum that Tinker's own cock was endlessly gushing.
After a while of grinding, the wolf stopped, and it paused as Tinker reached down with one paw, pointing his own shaft downwards to aim it towards the wolf's. Seemingly pleased, the wolf pressed its cock against Tinker's, and Tinker couldn't help but watch as the tip slowly sank inside, making the dragonpony moan a little bit as his own cock firmly twitched in response. Unlike the first wolf, this one hilted itself with one deep thrust, making Tinker moan even louder as it filled the full length of his cock with its own.
Then, it began to thrust. The suddeness took Tinker by surprise, the dragonpony gasping as the wolf pulled back, only to pump its hips forwards again and thrust back in to the hilt. That was all the warning Tinker got before the wolf started properly thrusting, pulling back until only the tip was inside of Tinker's cock before pushing back in until the knot mashed against his flare. Tinker's knot was a tighter portion of his cock than the rest, and the wolf clearly enjoyed it, making sure to hilt itself on every thrust and bury its tip within Tinker's body.
If he was thinking straight, Tinker might be worried about how he couldn't even see how deep the wolf was getting, but he didn't care. He could only focus on the pleasure of its cock pumping into him, and he even began to weakly thrust back as the wolf sped up somewhat, comfortable with its position. Like the wolf before, it didn't take very long for this one to hit orgasm, which Tinker was thankful for since he still struggled to handle the intensity of being cock-fucked. On every thrust, the beast's huge, glowing balls swung inwards, brushing against Tinker's balls and plapping against his cock.
As the wolf hit orgasm, it growled, thrusting hard into Tinker as its cock fired a thick gush of hot, glowing cum into him, cum that splashed back out around its knot... and it kept pushing, even after its knot mashed against Tinker's flare. Since it was Tinker's second round with a timberwolf, his cock had gained enough flexibility to stretch even further... and to his mixed surprise, terror, and arousal, the knot suddenly popped inside. Tinker sharply gasped as the thick bulge sank inside of his cock, but it was followed by a moan immediately after as the tip of the wolf's cock sank even deeper inside of him, into his prostate, where it then blasted his prostate with its next strong gush of cum. Tinker's worries rapidly melted in the face of this new type of pleasure, even as the wolf ground itself against him, mashing his flare against its sheath as it growled above him.
Tinker could only shiver and moan as the wolf rode out the rest of its orgasm, pumping his heavy balls even bigger with its cum. There was a dirty sort of pleasure that Tinker got from the sensations, how it felt to have a different cock buried inside of his own, swelling with every gush of cum as it flooded his balls. It didn't last forever, and the wolf's orgasm eventually stopped, its balls having shrunk while Tinker's were much larger. Tinker hissed as the beast pulled its knot free from his cock, and he moaned as it pulled the rest of its cock free, dismounting the tree and shaking itself. Tinker's cheeks turned a hot red as the wolf gave him a few affectionate licks, and he waved limply at it as he grunted "y-yeah, yeah, g-go on..."
But it didn't. Like the wolf before, this one wasn't done with Tinker, and it nudged at him with his snout. Blushing hotly as he recalled the rough rutting he'd gotten last time, Tinker began to nervously stand up, but the wolf had other plans, and it pushed him over onto his back, laying in the grass. Tinker meekly started to say "W-What are you-..." before the wolf backed up overtop of him, and Tinker nervously gulped. The wolf crouched, pressing its cock against Tinker's face, and it ground down against him as it threateningly growled at him.
Tinker let out a shaky, shuddering sigh, and he leaned his head back, resting it on his horns as he opened his maw. Without hesitation, the wolf plunged his cock down Tinker's throat, making the dragonpony glad that he'd... practiced before as his throat was bulged out by a long, glowing timberwolf cock. To his shameful delight, the wolf did the same- it opened its maw, then it dragged its slippery, wet tongue all over the tip of Tinker's cock before it stuffed the fat length into its maw, setting to work fitting it down its throat. As the wolf began to suck his cock, however, it began to thrust into Tinker, and the dragonpony helplessly moaned as he weakly tried to rub his tongue against the cock that started to buck into him. Like before, the wolf rammed its knot into his maw with every thrust, and Tinker had to struggle not to bite it as the wolf pleasured his own cock.
Neither of the lust-filled creatures could hold themselves together for long, and the wolf was the first to cum, ramming its cock down Tinker's throat one last time as it erupted with a strong spurt of thick, glowing cum. As Tinker squealed and swallowed around the cock, his own fired off a powerful spray of cum, and the wolf only made it through the first third of Tinker's orgasm before it was forced to pull away and give up on containing it. Instead, it went to licking Tinker's cock, all while it ground into the dragonpony's throat to milk its own orgasm.
By the time their orgasms had ended, Tinker was struggling to breathe, but thankfully, the wolf smoothly pulled out of him, pumping a thick gush of cum all over his snout on the way out. The creature gave Tinker's cock a few more licks, one of which delved deep inside of his cock, then it pulled away, and it stood up. Shaken and worn out from the rough 69, Tinker grunted, rasping a weak "f-fuck off..." as he closed his eyes and let himself go limp.
As if it was listening, the wolf indeed left, disappearing into the mists. After the powerful orgasm, Tinker's balls had only shrank back down to the size they'd been ever since his encounter with the first wolf. Tinker would have complained, but after such an intense round, he didn't have any thoughts left in him other than how much he needed to get home and sleep. Though, as he walked home, he couldn't help but feel a bit nervous about the next night's full moon... but maybe timberwolves didn't actually care about the full moon?
They did, though. They cared a lot. And while he didn't know it yet, Tinker was going to be the special guest in the forest the next night, when the timberwolves gathered together to mate underneath the full moon. All night long.
Author's Note
Oooohhhh boooyyy he bouta regret that joke he made about 14 werewolves
Timberwolves reproduce HOW, exactly!?
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
