You shuddered when you noticed the head of your shaft was poking out of your warm, furry sheath, exposed to the cool air. The simple, whimpering vulpix somehow reminded you of the gorgeous ninetales vixen you were mates with briefly last spring. You could only be together for a few months before you had to part ways… and you haven’t felt the touch of another since. You had never really done anything so deviant before, but… after all the months of frustration, the idea of just forcing someone to do anything you want seemed incredible. The more you considered it, the more appealing the possibility appeared. “Y’know, actually, that gives me an idea…” You said, a devious look dawning on your face.
You sat on your haunches, placing one of your huge paws on the vulpix’s back and tugging him closer. He looked confused… until he looked forward and noticed the huge, vibrant pink rod poking halfway from your sheathe. “So here’s what’s going to happen; you’re going to get me off. I don’t care how you do it, long as you make me cum. If you don’t, I’d be happy to find other uses for ya,” you say, the look on the vulpix’s face only exciting you further. You loved the knowledge that you could do anything to the tiny fox, and he’d be powerless to resist. Not like you were a sadist or anything; you weren’t going to torture the poor guy. Just have some fun.
He stares at you in shock, a thousand thoughts flying through his head. He could immediately tell how helpless he was, but he could also tell you weren’t as demented as some other predators. Perhaps he could make it through this alive after all. “If I… please you…” He says, his expression unreadable. “Will you let me go?”
“Maybe. I’ll think about it,” you say, dismissively, before leaning back against a nearby tree, letting your dick hang out in front of him. “Now get to work.” After a moment of silence, the vulpix takes a few tentative steps forward, wide-eyed as he stares at your shaft, wondering just what to do with all of it. He definitely takes his sweet time deciding, but you decide to be patient with him, a devious grin on your face as you savor his reaction to your sheer size. Eventually, he works up the courage to send his tongue up along the front of your shaft… and before you knew it, he had his paws wrapped around your shaft as he licked at it with increasing vigor.
“Heh. You didn’t need much persuading, did you?" You chuckle. For the vulpix, this didn’t seem as bad as he expected. To be honest, some part of having such a huge, powerful predator lust after him seemed exciting, in a strange way. He was always a bit of a submissive type… but he tried not to forget the fact that he was in danger. He just needed to ‘please’ you as fast as possible, and then hopefully he’d be able to leave. Still, the sheer size of your manhood was as enticing as it was intimidating. Just when he thought he’d seen it all, more and more of it continued sliding from your sheathe, until he found himself wrapped around the full eight inches in all its glory. As he lapped his tongue along every inch of your huge dick, he himself started growing aroused.
You chuckled when you noticed just how pathetically tiny his shaft was compared to yours… but you were glad he was getting into it, at least. He seemed to have completely forgotten the danger he was in, practically hugging your shaft as he practically worshipped it with his tongue. Still, you weren’t that impressed. You considered this foreplay, but the vulpix seemed to laboring under the delusion that his tiny little tongue would be enough to satisfy you. “Pfft. I appreciate the enthusiasm, but I hope you don’t honestly think that’s going to be enough to do the job,” you frowned, looking down at the fox.
He suddenly turned his attention up from worshipping your cock, as if woken from a daze. He looked up at you, wide-eyed, remembering the danger he was in. “W-what do you want me to…?” He asks, almost in a whisper, his voice dwindling off.
“Well...” You grin, contemplating all the possibilities. You considered having him suck you off, but you’d probably choke the poor fox. No, you had your mind set on something else… and you made it known by reaching around the fox, and grabbing his surprisingly plump, curvy cheeks with both forepaws. Before he could respond, you lifted him up by his haunches, before setting him down on your lap. He whimpered as he was pressed between your soft belly and your rigid cock,. “Remind me… what was it mentioned earlier? I think it’s slipped my mind…”
He looked up at you, horror in his eyes as he realized what you wanted. This… thing pressed up against him was almost half his height! You couldn’t expect him to take it all, could you? “Y-you can’t be serious…” He whimpered, though you could feel his own erection press up against your belly.
“Oh, don’t worry. I might not look it, but I can be real gentle when I want to be,” you said, the feeling of power intoxicating. “Besides, you know what will happen if you disobey.” You leaned over and yawn open your mouth, giving the vulpix a good view down your cavernous throat. The view of your maw was horrifying, and yet he couldn’t bring himself to look away. You could swallow the entire fox in a single gulp, no problem! Just as he had this realization, you clapped your jaws shut with a snap!, pulling back to see his reaction.
“... o-okay…” He eventually managed to nod, deciding to grit his teeth and obey rather than face digestion.
“Good boy. Don’t worry, I’m not gonna hurt ya,” you smirked, lifting him up with your paws. He shuddered when he felt the tip of your wet shaft press gently against against the hole beneath his tails. Of course, realistically, an insertion like this would probably end up killing the poor fox, especially going in (mostly) dry… but Pokemon are supernaturally ‘elastic’. Hell, how do you think anal vore’s possible? This vulpix could theoretically fit a charmander up there, so he should be able to endure this no problem. Of course, it probably won’t be too ‘comfortable’ for him, especially as this seems to be his first time… but you’ve always been a bit of a ‘selfish’ lover. “You ready?”
“Mm…” He grunted softly, which you took as a ‘yes’. He squirmed and wriggled involuntarily in your grip as you press against his tailhole with greater and greater pressure. The sphincter was clenched shut as tightly as possible, desperate to deny you entry… but with your immense strength combined with the force of gravity, his tailhole slowly spread around the tip of your manhood. “... ooh… ooooh… aah! Aah! Oh, oh, oh…” He grunted and squealed quietly as he felt you enter him, but didn’t seem too uncomfortable. You could’ve just forced yourself inside in an instant, but for his sake, you move as slowly as you could, feeling the tight ring squeeze down your shaft as you patiently worked your manhood into his warm, tight colon. “Mmph… mmph…” He panted as he was stretched beyond what he thought possible. He didn’t feel any sharp pain, exactly, but the feeling of some foreign object probing around inside his body was very new to him.
Slowly, once he got used to the feeling and stopped tensing up so much, you were able to slide in with greater and greater ease. Eventually, you’ve fit most of your manhood into the vulpix’s tight ass — not all of it, of course, as you wanted to spare the poor little fox your huge knot. He looked surprised when you stopped working your way deeper into his ass, and finally opened his eyes, getting used to the feeling of the huge cock inside him. He even smiled a bit when you sent your tongue along his forehead a couple times to comfort him. “There you go. That wasn’t so bad, was it?” You grin down at him. You’d never really ‘mated’ with a male before, and while you didn’t find him as attractive as you found, say, the ninetales, he was certainly a lot tighter.
Once he had gotten fully accustomed to the feeling (and actually started enjoying it, to an extent), your grabbed him by the haunches again. “Alright, going to get moving now. Alright?” He clenched his eyes shut and nodded, and like that, you slowly lifted him up, partly freeing your manhood from his ass, only to bring him back down again. Gradually, you slid your shaft in and out of him faster and faster, until you were practically bouncing the small fox up and down on your lap. Despite himself, he couldn’t help but pant and squeal in pleasure every time you thrusted into him, burying his face against your fluffy chest as you fucked him with gradually increasing vigor. You knew he was enjoying this to a degree, but you were surprised when you were able to accidentally make the vulpix cum hands-free, a couple pathetic, meager streams of hot jizz shooting out all over your belly while you were mid-thrust.
Hearing the vulpix’s squeals of ecstasy, it wasn’t long before you came yourself, slamming him down and roaring as you flood the fox’s ass with a prodigious stream of cum. Once your climax subsides, you grin smugly when you notice the vulpix basically half-conscious in exhaustion, painting laboriously as he went limp in your grip. You could tell you’d probably given him the best fucking of his life. He wouldn’t be walking right for days. With a chuckle, you slowly lift the fox up off your shaft, his tailhole still dripping with your cum, though most of it was buried deep inside of him. You almost did a double-take when you realized the vulpix’s fluffy little belly was bulging and round now, sloshing with your jizz, and you realized you’d filled the poor fox up to the brim with your cum.
You chuckled as you laid him on the ground, pondering what to do with the fox...
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