[This log was played over the course of two long sessions recently. I have to say it was a blast to play. Thanks to the other player for allowing me to share it. Contains: Herm on Male, Sheath vore and cum digestion. - Terris]


Vivial (2:01:28 AM): *The �sune returns with a sudden flash!*

TerrisThreads (2:03:59 AM): *The wolf yelps with a startled jump and climbs a tree in fright*

Vivial (2:04:28 AM): *With sudden interest, she stalks around the base of the tree, snarling*

TerrisThreads (2:06:27 AM): *He climbs to a higher branch of the tree to keep out of reach of the creature below, shivering with fear.* Hey!

Vivial (2:08:20 AM): *It did not quite look like Vivial that stalked to base of the tree... It had the same fur colorings and even her eyes, but her body was that of a taur, sulking around and snuffling at the air with a broad, wolfen-like muzzle.*

TerrisThreads (2:12:12 AM): *He peers down at her through the leaves and growls back a little, trying not to lose his balance on the branch* You meanie. Taurs are huge!

Vivial (2:14:52 AM): "Exactly!" she growls, the tails of the 'sunetaur swishing rapidly behind her. All she had to do was walk her front half up the treebase with her forepaws for her to be able to reach halfway up the tree to where you were already. The mass of her bulk shook against the flimsy foliage, both branch and tree alike swaying from the force behind each push.

TerrisThreads (2:17:58 AM): He yelps as the tree shakes from her weight and he clings to the branch for dear life, as it sags beneath his own weight. After a few heavy shakes, he starts losing his balance, scrambling with his paws to keep it, only to find himself sliding over the edge and thumping down onto a branch just a few feet lower and just above her reach. He holds onto it for dear life and peers over the edge at her looming close below, "Nice uh... fox taur creature. What do you want with a scrawny wolf like me anyway?�

Vivial (2:25:49 AM): The eyes of the 'taur seemed as if to glow, but were you to get a better look as those orbs pierced up through the leaves, you might notice that 'glow' was actually a constant flickering of what appeared to be lightning flickering through her pupils. She'd gasp excitedly at your loss of footing, the eager shift of her weight forward sagging the tree a bit beneath her bulk, but it otherwise does not give. "Many things come to mind", she muses, swiping her paw upward to test just how far she had yet to go. "... but the main thing on my mind is entertainment and dinner." She'd let her tongue lull out the corner of her lips as she panted in an almost playfully mocking manner, the heat of her breath felt even from where you were... heavily scented of rosemary and clover. From her way her jaws parted with each panting breath, it gave an unnerving view at the glistening purplish folds of quivering gulletflesh... an opening easily wide enough to claim your head.

TerrisThreads (2:30:51 AM): "Entertainment?" He gasped... Not being a creature used to climbing trees, it was all that he could do to hold on to the branch upon which he clung as she shook the tree once again. His claws marred the back as they dug in and he peered down at her, his tail drooping quite a bit as she opened her muzzle so wide below him. He whined and then decided it might be best to try to climb higher once more. Tentatively, he began backing towards the tree, reaching out an arm to grab at the trunk..."What sort of entertainment?" He stammers down at her, just as he starts to lose his balance, arms wheeling around until... he falls from the tree with a crash to the leaves below, right in front of her, a bit winded and stunned. "Ooof"

Vivial (2:42:07 AM): Eyes followed your fall eagerly, the 'taur whurfing out in glee as you bounced to a halt on the ground in front of her. Footpaws the size of your calves thump heavily on either side of your body as the bulk of the 'taur drops down from the treebase... There was no longer a need to climb it, as her quarry had literally landed at her feet! A gurgling, quiet growl reverberated through the throatpelt of the 'taur, Vivial looming above the fallen lupine like a proud predator over newly caught prey... In essence, it was not too far off from the truth. Tails swished rapidly behind the large tauric form, actually brushing up a breeze through the foliage behind her. Leaning her front half lower, another pair of paws press into the ground... One set near your legs, the other near your shoulders, the looming visage of the 'taur grins a toothy smile down at you. "I see you have a fear of heights, hrm?" From your position, it gave a clear view along the underbelly of the large figure, the fur soft and fluffy along the underbelly, but it was what was nestled between the hindlegs of the 'taur that might've caught the most of your attention. It seemed she was not actually a 'she' at all, but rather a 'shi'... The heavy swell of a sheath lead to a hanging dome of furred flesh, behind which, though out of view, the female bits of the herm, a pinkish slit hidden amongst fluffy, though now quite damp, fur.

TerrisThreads (2:49:39 AM): For the moment, the wolf lay on the ground in something of a daze, trying to catch the breath knocked out of him by the fall. Of course, the sudden thump of her paws around him was enough to bring him out of his daze and make him blink up at her noticeable chest... er... and then her grinning muzzle and rather large teeth. He blinked then shook his head to clear it, lifting it to look through her legs at her underbelly. His eyes slid along to her sheath, not comprehending at first, seeing as he'd already identified her a quite female... but... wait... was that a sack? Noooo... couldn't be... Finally, he drops his head back onto the ground and looks up at her, "Er... F...fear of heights? Not me... I just don't climb trees that well. Erm... Yeah... uh. I should probably get going now. It was nice to meet you..." He starts to sit up, trying to scoot back from her at the same time, his eyes forced to look at her underbelly despite himself... Was that a sheath? Nooo... she had breasts!

Vivial (3:03:33 AM): It seemed the demeanor of the 'taur was beginning to change, albeit slowly. From the way her growl ebbed away and the tails began to swish behind her, at was as if she was becoming a bit... playful! "Get... going?" At first she made no move to halt your retreat, even allowing you to scoot out from between the large forepaws of her tauric lower half, but as soon as it appeared that the oversized okamisunetaur (Only time I'll type that by the way :P ) would allow you to actually leave, she would show just how surprisingly quick she could be despite her size. Claws dig furrows into the ground as the large 'taur darted forward. In almost an instant you find yourself going from gazing at that underbelly and what lay beneath, to have it hovering right above you. There would be a few seconds to react, to view that large swell of sheath swaying from the quick movements, and the hanging orbs nestled safely within the protective furred pouch of a sac, even begin to detect the distinct female scent in the air mingled with a more masculine musk, before all of it would come crashing down atop of you. Vivial let her weight drop down atop of your form to hold you in place, pinned against the yielding fur of the 'taurs bellypelt... but it wasn't the only thing now pinning you down. The weight of those swaying orbs lay atop of your thighs, the thick swelling of wrinkled, drooling sheathlips rest gently atop of your chestfur, the odor of her musk now permeating through the air and into your senses. "I think you've gone far enough, wolf, and now I am in need of my entertainment... Which you will give me."

TerrisThreads (3:13:58 AM): The wolf, thinking himself somewhat clever for having thought of such a easy way to extricated himself from his rather uncomfortable situation, really wasn't expecting her to react as she did, though perhaps the movement of her tails, which frankly seemed more cat-like than fox-like, would have been a warning had he actually been paying attention to such things. Instead, her movement startled him and he yelped in surprise, falling back onto his back, as her entire body covered over him. He stared up at her underbelly and the sway of her heavy sack for a moment only to have it come down atop of him as she crouched, the warm soft barrel of her sheath pressed to his chest, hints of something inside evident enough against his fur. The novelty of the situation wore off quickly as his nostrils flared from the scent of sex. He raised his head to look up, only to be confronted with the reality of her tubelike sheath near his muzzle and the sensation of something... or things sagging over his legs. "Wha... Hey... What are you do... doing?!" His paws raised up to push on her underbelly, his head raised a bit to stare at the parting lips of her sheath... The scent of female musk was there too, and he couldn't help but react in a predictable male fashion... his own sheath thickening...

Vivial (6:10:11 PM): "Churrr..." Her jaws worked as if she were attempting to speak, but the length of her tongue dangling from the corner of her mouth prevented any attempt she made. A trail of stringy drool connected the elongated muscle to the ground below, the viscous fluid forming a pool in the grass just above your head. The musky scent of her sex was nearly overwhelming, damping the very air with its aroma near your head. The wrinkled, ebony lips of the sheath leaked a tingling drool out against the fur of your chest, running over your shoulder and down along your neck to collect beneath you, soaking into your fur, basting your body in her masculine and female scent. "I already told you... You are my entertainment, wolf. Now..." Trailing off, the head of the 'taur loomed inward to hover just above your own. That tongue, idly dangling, now leaps to life by slathering a bit of her own musky fluids from your chestfur, running the smooth, wide surface up along your neck and chin, giving a clear view down its pebbled length. Just enough light crept into the muzzle to illuminate the surrounding flesh, glistening pink and ebon surface mottled like the stars of the night, all leading back to quivering purple throatflaps guarded only by a moist dollop of hanging flesh, her uvula, guarding the undulating tunnel beyond. "Or... you'll find yourself adding to my bulk."

TerrisThreads (6:16:43 PM): The wolf, not quite sure of himself now, tried to push up against her chest to get her off of him, feeling something wet beginning to drip onto his chest. He got a slightly disgusted expression, a paw dropping down to touch it and try to wipe it off. What... His eyes drifted to that wrinkled sheath, then as he felt her moving, up to the large muzzle that dipped down towards him with it's extraordinarily long tongue dipping down at him. He could see the hunger in her look, and lust... the scent of which was evident enough, his nostrils flaring from breathing it in and his own member thickening in its sheath beneath the weight of her own sack. He made a sound of protest as she licked his head, covering him in wet drool. He tried to move his head away, paws pushing at her chest roughly and vainly as the weight of that strange barrel on her underbelly and the fleshy weight on his thighs kept him pinned even as he squirmed against them to try and get free. "I... You wouldn't eat another canine!" He sounded shocked and a little worried, "What are you anyway? What did you want me to do to entertain you? Dance? Sing a song?" He licked his chops, trying not to stare up into her gullet. Meanwhile, his predicament and her scent have helped draw out his own cock, clearly far smaller than that of a taur... the tip of it emerging slowly to poke against her sheath lightly.

Vivial (6:38:32 PM): Her ears perk... she was surprised to find just how tasty the lupine had actually tasted. How much she wished to taste more... but she was not finished with the wolf just yet. The smile the creapt along the glistening lips of the 'taur might had betrayed her thoughts, but it would not matter with your form pinned beneath her... You were hers, now, to do with as she wished. The weight of the taur shifted along top of your body, the barrel of her sheath inching up along your chestfur, the pliable flesh remaining in place at first before, with a wetted splatch, would pop upward with the rest of the taurs bulk, splashing your facefur with a bit of the drooling musk, before that wrinkled opening bumped against your chin. The heat of her insides radiated from every inch of her flesh, soaking into your own skin, hot enough to make you sweat. As close as the tubelike membrane was, the view of the pinkish insides nearly made up everything you were able to see. But when it seemed as if that flesh would continue to crawl upward and claim your muzzle, it would begin to retreat, the heavy swell of her sac below rolling back down along your legs until the sheathtip were are your waist. A reverberating rumble echoed throughout the body atop of you, the sheathtip slipping back up along your body, the soft fur brushing along your own arousal on its return... The taur was grinding herself against your body. Her pace was slow, but each time she rubbed herself upward, the pliable wrinkled opening of her sheath dabbed against your chin, sometimes claiming the front of your muzzle into the slickened beginnings, only to retreat, and repeat. "Oh... gods... I want you." Her voice was quiet at first. "I need you!" It was beginning to build into a growl. "I want you to FILL me!"

TerrisThreads (6:52:27 PM): The pinned wolf couldn't do a lot to stop her for the moment, his paws still trying to push her off of him with no success. He really was trapped underneath her body and between her paws, a worried squirming wolf turned a sort of unexpected prey. But if he'd been worried before, his worry turned to confusion and dismay, feeling her body begin to shift and move, grinding against him in a way that could only be described as sexual. His muzzle lifted slightly to look down at that strange wrinkled opening of her sheath just in time to have it nearly claim his muzzle inside its wet tubelike opening, her precum wetting his fur and matting it. He jerked his head away just as she pulled back. He could feel her weight shifting, her heavy sack sliding along his legs, the weight of her balls evident enough. He tried to squirm out from beneath her as her sheath slipped down to his waist, only to groan softly as her fur rubbed gently against his emerging member on its travel back up his body towards his head, "No... Please..." He stammered at her, wiggling against her sheath as she continues her lustful grinding against him. He had to get free. His voice was hoarse, even as his tapered cock poked against the flesh of her sheath in her movement, "You said all I had to do was entertain you! You didn't tell me how! I don't want to be eaten!"

Vivial (7:09:21 PM): She could feel every move you made beneath her, every breath and squirm of protest, but it only helped to fuel her desire. Despite, the heat and the alluring scent of sex both in the air and tingling against your fur, from the way the large creature panted above your body as she ground her sheath over your form, by now the full length of her arousal should by tapping you against the chin... they, time after time the wrinkled folds would dab its wetted, satiny softness against you and nothing could be seen snaking up through the pinkish, inky insides. At the sound of your protests, the 'taur would chuckle softly, the bellypelt bouncing against your form. Then, all at once, everything would stop... An eerie silence fell, the piercing eyes of the 'taur leering down at your body, a soft smile spread along her broad muzzle. "Silly wolf... The entertainment for me is to devour you." As soon as the last word was uttered, the large forepaws of the 'sunetaur wrapped roughly around your shoulders, pinning your arms back down to your sides, forcing you to remain still as her lower tauric half shifted below. The furred sac of her balls twinged, the fur bristling, as they rolled down your legs, the dribbling sheath leaving a trail down your chestfur and belly, even dampening your own arousal with her juices on its downward trip. What she had in mind would become all too clear as the weight of her barrel-like sheath thudded against the ground beneath your footpaws. It almost looked like a morbid, toothless maw... The way the flesh splatched audibly as the wrinkled chasm gaped open to reveal the crimson, veiny inner membrane beyond, rivulets of her pre interconnecting the quivering walls as deep as your eyes could see before disappearing into an eerie inky blackness... a slight curve upward just before the light could no longer reach. Vivial laughed softly as she thrust herself forward, the sheath scooping up your footpaws with a wetted squelch, enveloping them in the steamy wetness of her nethertube.

TerrisThreads (7:25:48 PM): The wolf was somewhat clueless at first as to what that wrinkled sheath was exactly, his mind addled by the sound of her voice and her clearly feminine attributes otherwise. It had never quite occurred to him that a creature could be both male and female at the same time. Yet, the rhythmic movement of that flaccid wrinkled sheath up and down his body, combined with the heavy swing of her sack and the scent of malehood began to make him think. Indeed, by the time she began to chuckle at his question, he'd stared down the tube of her sheath into the inky blackness, wondering despite himself, whether or not she had a malehood. It had to be a sheath, that thing threatening to cover his muzzle... but wait... no! She was female! He raised his paws to try and push the sheath away from his head on her last grinding stroke, then blinked when she stopped suddenly, his eyes drifting up to her grinning face and leering eyes. Her words struck him and he shuddered and whined, "No... Wait! There's got to be a better way for me to entertain you! I'll uh... pleasure you... make you feel good. I'll uh... rub you down and..." His words were cut off suddenly as her paws gripped him roughly and she shifted her weight, drawing her wicked oversized sheath down his body, drooling her precum all the way. He looked like a mess, fur all matted by her sexual drool. When it was free of his waist, he got a good look at it and her dangling testicles for the first time and if he could have blanched, he would have... "You're not a girl fox!" He said in a hoarse accusing tone, finally getting it into his head even as she dipped her hips and let her sheath thump to the ground by his feet, gaping open like some obscene mouth. My now, he was fully erect, his wolfie malehood fully emerged and poking into the air, dwarfed by what must have been held in her own sheath. He whimpers as she dips her hips and tries to scoop up his feet with her, then starts to squirm to try and pull his arms free, legs kicking a bit to impact the inside of her sheath, getting wet with her drool. His eyes widen, "Nice foxy! What are you doing...?"

Vivial (7:42:12 PM): The 'sunetaur only shuddered as your legs pistoned inside of her sheath in an attempt to wriggle free, the audible squelch of yielding wetness your only reward for the efforts. No matter how much your footpaws wriggled, they only met more of the stretchy membrane waiting for them, the walls feeling as if pressing inward in a morbid massage. The large forepaws of the taur lived up to their wolfen inheritance, easily dwarfing your arms in their powerful grip. She would have to adjust a few times, but only from the fact her grip loosened on accident by the waves of pleasure that emanated through her loins. Inch by achingly slow inch, your ankles sank into the frothing folds of sheathflesh, pre dribbling up along your legs and thighs to help further coat your passage inward. The breasts of the 'taur sway teasingly above your body, each mound tipped with an ebony nibble hardened by lust. Even through the haze of pleasure assaulting her mind, the 'sune could hear your words, the corners of her drooling jaws curling up into a smug grin. "Why, eating you... Hurrrrr... my little wolf. You'll be claimed by my body... Dragged into my testicles" Here she'd pause just long enough to walk your body a bit further inward while, below, the wrinkled thick lips of her sheath 'nibbled' up along your calves and lower thighs, the stench of sex nearly replacing the breathable air. "... You'll be broken down, wolf... Into my cum... I'll mate the next fem I see, you know." Her laugh is cruel at best, the large paws shifting upward to grip atop of your shoulders, while below the steamy slickness of her insides teased over your thighs, the wet lips halting just below your sac. "You'll fill her with your body... your creamy, bubbly body."

TerrisThreads (7:57:13 PM): The wolf continued his kicking despite the strange feel of the interior of her sheath and the hot wetness it covered his feet with,. Her sheath bulged with the impact of his struggles, the air, already saturated by the scent of her arousal and her moans now included the sounds of his whines. His own tail was slightly tucked between his legs as he watched in morbid fascination as her hind legs simply walked her sheath towards him, pushing it higher up his body, sliding beneath him, past his ankles and higher toward his knees. The heat of it made him shudder beneath her big paws, forced to watch that fleshy maw climb up towards his own dwarfed member. He glanced up at her, watching her breasts, her arousal at his predicament quite obvious. In other circumstances, as a breast wolf, he'd have put his muzzle on them, nibbled at them and... well... but now, they served only to taunt him of her strange nature. He pulled his eyes from her breasts to her face, only to see pure lust and hunger. His ears dropped as she began to speak, eyes widening in clear horror, muzzle dropping open in shock..."No... You... You can't do that!" He stammered between her pauses, grasping at straws as if he was trying to convince himself. "You're... female! Females don't have cocks or balls. Let me go!" His arms twisted and pulled against her paws, body heaving, his hips thrusting up into the air, cock swaying mockingly as a reminder of how much his fate had aroused him, as he tried to get loose. Really, it was only helping her sheath swallow him as his limbs impact the inside of her sheath, bulging its walls and covering his fur with her drool.

Vivial (8:18:35 PM): There was no need to explain herself any further to her meal. Upon your words, the taur would simply laugh, her mirth felt even in the walls massaging around your legs. Her short break was over, meant only to allow your mind to grasp that there was no way out of the situation, that you were hers even if you did not yet accept it. The tensing of the paws about your shoulders gave only a second or two of a hint that she was ready to continue, a gasping howl of a moan reverberating through the tauric body above. "Oooohhhhnnnggg... Wriggle harder, my toy... Squirm for your life! Who knows... it might help you. Or you might break down faster in my balls..." Those very orbs she referred to were nearly twice the size that she had began with, each easily large enough to hold your body inside, their weight alone and, no doubt, the sloshing contents on the inside causing the furred scrotum to drag along the ground as, again, Vivial's hindpaws walked her body onward. The thick, slobbery lips nibbled over your sac, crawling up over your shaft, hot flesh massaging at every inch of your engorged member as soon as it was beyond the velvety opening of her dribbling sheathlips. Pre coated the walls, slick and pulsing, kneading in smooth waves to feed you inward. Already, the bulge you made in the furred barrel of her sheath began to disappear into the thicker parts of her body, angling towards that now very threatening swell of her balls. "Welcome to ME, Terris...," The satiny warmth of the lips slathered her drooling opening over your belly, inching upward along your chest... tapping softly against the underside of your chin. "... your new," Her head leaned forward to follow your progress inward, eyes leering lustfully, lips snarling and wet with ropes of drool. "... and final," A large paw came to rest atop of your head, shielding your vision of the mocking gaze. Slowly, and forcefully, the paw pushed down against your head, the veiny inner membrane slobbering into the corners of your vision... "...home." Kneading over your muzzle, light peaked in through the slitting opening, you gaze able to watch the outside world disappear an inch at a time by the gurgling, thick folds of her sheathlips, the 'maw' like opening winking closed with each powerful swallow around your form.

TerrisThreads (8:36:33 PM): The wolf's desperate struggles continued for the moment. There was little else for him to do as she giggled and mocked him with her mirth. It did not occur to him that perhaps the very struggling that he was using to try and get free were simply helping to urge her on to need him even more, giving her pleasure. Well, until she turned that very aspect against him with her words, "No!" He cried at her, eyes looking up at her pleadingly, desperate to perhaps appeal to her feminine nature and compassion. Instead, he got her moan and more of his body forced into her hungry swallowing sheath. He could feel the strange swallowing suction on his feet now, his feet pressed together. His head raised once more, staring down at her sheath, just in time to watch it mouth over his waist and over his canine cock. He gasped hips arching at the warm wet feeling against it, instinct taking over for a moment at the sensation. Could it be that she would make him cum during his own devouring. His struggles slowed as the thought came to him, but still, his hips could not help but thrust needfully at the warmth teasing his cock... "Come on!" He whined as her hot tube-like sheath swallowed his waist, the belly and higher, her mocking voice in his ears. "You're female! You can't do this! Let me out and I promise I'll pleasure you. I'll make you feel good! Nice foxy!" He was a wiry creature, well built, but even he could not escape her strong paws and the cocoon-like embrace of her sheath as it nibbled up over his paws and arms, swallowing against his chest, the suction on his legs now quite apparent. Her promise of a new home inside the balls of a herm along with her paw pushing down on his head to force him into them was the ultimate humiliation. He was being forced to feel her sheath nibble up his back and over his neck like it had its own mind, and feel her literally forcing his head into it so that it hungrily swallows him whole. It's hungry wet slurps echo in his ears and he gives one last desperate plea in a soft whine as her sheath nibbles up his muzzle, "I'll pleasure you! Just let me go!"

Vivial (8:50:43 PM): "Female? ... Terris, you fool... I am both." The last view you'd see of her was the upside down smile just as the folds of her sheath winked closed, entombing you within the heat of her body. However, she still was not done. Just along the membrane at your waist you felt a paw pressing upward, kneading up along your cock, massaging the velvety inner membrane into the pulsing lupine arousal. Forward and back she'd massage, the pre of the tube building up around your form, soaking your fur in her sex juices and further lubricating your spasming shaft. With each squeeze of her paw on the outside, however, you would sink deeper and deeper into her body. The sounds of the outside world were replaced with that of her insides, the audible squelching of the swallowing tunnel all that you'd hear in the turmoil of being devoured. Claimed by her sheath, you were nothing more then a bulge in her body, now, but even that was slowly disappearing in an upward curve. Below, your footpaws pressed up against a blockage in the damp darkness... The puckered opening began to swell and spread, parting to allow your feet passage, and this seemed to be all it took for the sunetaur. The walls undulations squeezed powerfully around your body as, above, Vivial howled into the night air. The surrounding membrane filled with thick, viscous cum that searched for every inch around your body to escape by. The puckered opening around your ankles both yanked and pushed at your legs, rapidly pulling your body inside of its embrace up to your waist. There, you'd experience both ends of an orgasm... Your legs were assaulted by the wrinkled walls of the inside of her testicle, pushing and kneading to squeeze her juices around the intrusion, while your upper half was coated by the passing jets of semen, clogging every inch of fur and crevice alike with the super heated fluids. Outside, the bubbling froth of her orgasm spilled out in ropes of cum onto the ground where you had once laid, Vivial squirming and writhing in pleasure, the velvety folds of her female lips spilling her lust just as much as her sheath, damping her own flank in the process...

TerrisThreads (9:09:45 PM): The poor wolf whines at her last words, his hopes finally crushed as the full impact of what was going to happen to him struck him, his eyes locked on her mocking smile until his vision was completely closed over by the wet pink of her sheath and his body was completely swallowed up, the only sign that he ever even existed, the wolfshaped bulge in her sheath, making her fur ripple and bulge as it wiggles and squirms desperately, trying to somehow squirm out of it's hot wet prison. He whines, ears full of the wet slush of her sheath around him and the gurgle of her balls. His desperate struggling served to tease his precum covered cock. His whines devolved into humiliated groans as it sucked and scraped against his shaft. "No! Oh..." He felt himself pulled downward, and all his struggling couldn't stop it... but what made it worse was her paw, suddenly feeling at him through her own sheath, like he was her cock hidden there to be masturbated. He groaned in humiliation as her paw rubbed so tight against his malehood and pushed him deeper into her. Could she know how much she�d humiliated her unwilling prey? Not only had she captured him, she'd made the virile male into her plaything, and soon, into the very stuff he would have bee proud to pour into her sex if he could have. He felt something block his passage far below, his footpaws pressing to something. Maybe he would be saved? It wouldn't let him further! Yet, his hope was crushed after a moment as it opened and his body was suddenly squeezed and his ears filled with the soft muffled sound of her howl of pleasure. He couldn't know what was happening until there was that odd rush of wet heat at his feet and the scent of male pleasure. "No... No!" He cried out against the slick wall by his muzzle, feeling himself pulled downward while that hot wet stuff, bubbled and rushed up against his body with terrible force, forcing up into his anus, over his arms and legs, over his chest and even into his muzzle so he was forced to taste it. He felt himself sinking, pulled in as his body was drenched, coated by her thick potent semen. He could not see her writhe as cum splashed out of her sheath, but he could feel it, her paw tight against him through the sheath as she quivered. "Mmmmf!"

Vivial (6:42:44 PM): Deep within her sheath, the 'taur could feel the bubbling of your protests. Every struggle felt beneath the membrane of the drooling, engorged barrel coaxing her paws below to dig deep furrows into the ground while her orgasm wrecked her body. It was beyond anything she could had imagined, claiming the lupine as her own in such a means... She meant to live up to her claim, to find the nearest fem to use her newest load, but first things first. Her orgasm contorted the veiny softness, cum-soaked walls against your body whilst the puckered ring around your middle pulled and nibbled. The combined efforts claimed your body in seconds with a wet 'splortch' of tightening sheathwalls and relaxing muscles, spilling your body into a now empty chamber. On the outside, the lips of the 'taur curled up into a smile as her eyes watched your progress, paws following your every inward slide, until her paw is cupping her testicle. She gave a testing squeeze, feeling the bulge you made inside of her, the weight of your body settling inside of one of the enlarged orbs. Inside, the walls dribbled ropes of cum from the surrounding pulsing flesh, each wrinkle inside holding its own reservoir of the viscous spunk, the precarious pools spilling with every shift of a muscle, and every movement you made. Panting softly, Vivial rolled onto her back, admiring the swollen furred balls.

TerrisThreads (7:00:44 PM): Her climax covered him in her cum as it rushed by to spill out of her sheath and he was pulled downward by the sphincter below him. It was an experience the wolf did not much relish, his fur matted and coated with her gooey white seed, the stuff covering him head to foot like some obscene plaything, even dripping from his rear and his muzzle as he tried to spit it out. He could feel the sway and shudders of his captor outside the wet tube he struggled in, and the eager, needful pushing against him from the outside by the taur's paws. He couldn't know she was watching his bulge slowly disappear from her sheath, or that she had such lustful pride in such an act. When the sphincter below him finally gave way, pulling and sucking on his body so that he slid into one of her swollen balls, he let out a low whining yelp, paws trying to grip onto anything to stop his inward plunge. But... the hungry pull of her testicle was too strong and in a unpleasant moment, he slid wetly into his new "home" inside her hot damp cum-maker. He lay there for a moment, forced to curl up in the confined space, then he tried to wipe the cum from his eyes and feel around. He couldn't... Where was he? His paws stretched out to touch the dripping veiny walls with a paw, only to have the walls squeeze in on him as she felt him from the outside. He whimpered with humiliation as her cum pooled around him, his own member still stiff and aching, urged on by the strong scent of male/female musk. He swallowed, the pushed against the walls of his prison, trying to stretch out, forcing her ball to bulge and deform as he mover, "L... let me out!"

Vivial (7:14:41 PM): The pushing upon the walls resulted in an audible, though muffled, murring to reverberate through your surroundings. A few moments of silence passed, the gurgling churn of the hungry pliable walls around your body the only movement you felt from the large 'taur, even her paw lifting away from the massive girth of her balls. Chuckling to herself upon your words, Vivial groaned while rolling up to her paws, a shiver sparking down her body as the swell of her sac rolled up along with her to sway its wetted girth, dampened by her own cum. The surrounding lingering cum swashed around your body with the movement of the 'taur, shifting and swaying in what could only be described as movement, bouncing with each step the tauric Vivial took. Time would pass.. How much, one could not tell inside the wetted musky depths of taur testicle, yet the gentle sway continued now at a quicker pace. Just where the 'taur was headed might become all too clear at the sound of a scream, both male and female alike, when your surroundings jolted as the 'taur pounced on some hapless figure.

TerrisThreads (7:35:30 PM): Her captive did indeed fill her ball, swelling it obscenely with his size. He struggled and pushed, bulging her ball with his arms and legs, unable to break the walls that contained him in the fleshy prison in which he was forced to curl. His struggles slowed as her felt her paw slide away from where it had rested, cupping and stroking her testicle. He whined and struggled a bit, feeling the movement of her body, the active motion and then the feeling of dangling in her sack as she moved and walked. She was going somewhere... He looked down at his paws, trying to wipe the cum away... He wasn't melting it seemed... he was just covered in it, more cum, than his balls would produce in all of his life. Maybe she was just teasing about his fate? Lying to him to frighten him? He whimpered and began to explore his cage, paws feeling at the veiny, crevices of the walls, feeling for the sphincter that had admitted him in the first place. "Come on Nice Foxy?" He called out hoarsely, pushing upward, "Let me out! I'll do nice things for you, find you pretty fems to fuck...." He found it after a time, sealed up tight, goo from her hungry ball, dripping down on him with ever sway of her body. It lulled him after a time into something of a daze... that was abruptly broken at the sudden sharp movement and sounds of muffled cries of terror. He perked up and began to beat on the walls of his prison, hoarsely trying to call out to whoever it was... perhaps they could help? "Let me out! Help!"

Vivial (7:58:00 PM): Vivial rumbled in what could only be described as a seductive purring, the muffled screams of unseen furs continuing Though her occupant could not see it, nor did his eyes ever fall onto the seemingly missing arousal of the 'taur, the heavy girth of the speckled flesh now swung free from the sheath of Vivial. But the muffled cries turned to whimpers, none of them sounding as if attempting to flee. Just what was takening place outside of your musky prison, who could tell... There was no other movements of the body around you for a few minutes. That is... until you heard the rumbling voice of another, a male, getting closer. "So tell me, my love... who is it you have nestled in there?" The wrinkled walls around you bulged inward as another paw kneaded along the outside, Vivial cooing softly as her hindpaws writhed. This time it would be the voice of Vivial that rumbled seductively. "No one of your concern... not anymore. All you need to know is that you are going to get fucked... Hard." The body around you shifted as the taur repositioned... It seemed she was at her home, and those screaming voices were just those trapped by the morbid pair, perhaps being held for later. "Now show my that ass of yours..." You heard the second body, no doubt another 'taur, shifting along with the movements of the one you resided in, the testicle's movements angling upward as Vivial climbed up onto the flanks of her life partner. Though you could not view it, the speckled glistening flesh of her arousal swung heavily beneath her, its length easily large enough to had claimed your body had it showed up during your consumption. Now, it seemed, it would be the pathway to your new designation, as the angled tip tapped at the wrinkled bead of the male taur's anus.

TerrisThreads (8:12:06 PM): The wolf's cries for help fell silent after the sounds of whimpering began to travel to him through the wet walls of his prison. Though he could not see it, he could feel something happening outside as the sack in which he curled seemed to tighten a bit with the emergence of her taurhood. He tried to wipe away the cum that drooled on him with a paw, his heart hammering in his chest as he listened hard for any sign that help might be coming, instead forced to listen to the gurgle of her balls as her excitement rose once more. He was not prepared for the voice of a male, muffled as it was, grumbling and hard to make out... but he felt the touch on her sack and reacted violently, trying to jerk away, this paws hitting the walls of her ball, "No! Help! She has me in here! Help!" But the male either didn't hear him, or ignored him as he squirmed listening to her voice promise a fucking... , The wolf's eyes widen in shock and dismay... "No!" He tried to curl around and began pushing on he sphincter that had once admitted him to his prison, his slick cum-covered paws sliding over it's wet surface in vain, "I don't want to be cum! Please foxy!" He whined, feeling her move... Feeling his prison sway and swing as she pivoted her body and prepared to mount the male... his horror and humiliation, mixed with utter shame at how hard his whole ordeal had kept his cock... "You said a female! You promised a female!"

Vivial (8:33:36 PM): The amused laughter of the pair might had been from something they had done themselves, or from the protests of the lupine within her ball, but whatever the case the giggling, they knew, would sting the wolf within her hard. The kneading of her walls as you struggled only coaxed the walls the tighten further still, the gooey strings of cum now beginning to trickle in copious amounts from the various fleshy folds. However, where ever the viscous fluids touched your fur began to tingle, the pliable walls hugging inward to churn about your body. There was no amount of wiping that could clear your body of her seed, now, while the distinct sound of yielding flesh could be heard when your surroundings swayed forward. Muffled moans could be heard of both parties, now. Your surroundings began to rock, the wet sound of flesh squelching around flesh mocking your ears with the sound of their love making. Just beyond the puckered exit of the testicle, you knew lead to the rectum of another male, whose body rocked against the forceful grunts of the taur who thrust against him. More and more the tingling would work at your body while your surroundings sloshed and splashed with her thick musky, hot cum. Each forward thrust bounced your prison against the other 'taurs rearfur, the force of each shuddering impact bouncing your prison in a violent rhythm. You were forced to go along with the ride, listen to the sounds of their sex as her shaft pistoned into the rear of the other taur, feel the tingle of her cum working at your body, more and more of your form beginning to lose its original shape and lose itself in the surrounding shuddering turmoil. "Yes... Yes oh gods yes... Melt into my cum... Fill my lover with your body!"

TerrisThreads (8:48:16 PM): The wolf was unprepared for the slow tightening and kneading her testicle began to assault him with. Surely, on the outside, he struggles would be clearly evident, her ball squeezing and bulging as it began it's horrible task of consuming her hapless canine prey. As her walls tightened, he struggled harder, his fur already coated with her cum from before, now getting another dose as he was squeezed and moved in her ball... The knowledge that she was growing more and more excited by the fate of the wolf only made thing worse for him. Before long, as his paws seemed to lose traction on the walls and he found himself kneaded and squeezed between heavy swings of her sack with each of her hard thrusts. His skin tingled through his fur oddly and it seemed to him that it was melting. He opened his muzzle to beg again, only to have it filled with the goo dripping from above. He began to whimper, that strange sensation also on his cock combined with the weird kneading of the walls, ... drawing him towards release. He tried to push the walls away, his hips jerking against his will at the strange sensation, paws seemingly more and more useless as her voice reached him, muffled and mocking. He was going to cum... in her ball... as he melted into the very stuff he was about to release... "Please! Foxy!" His voice was muffled and wet as more cum drooled over his muzzle and head... The sharp tip of his member poking against her interior walls...

Vivial (9:46:41 PM): The churning of the surrounding walls began to quicken with the pace of the thrusting of the 'taur, gurgling musk drooling in thick ropes from the fleshen folds that ground up against your body. The tingling of the cum only helped stimulate your engorged arousal, the silken walls massaging at it as your surroundings swayed to the rhythm of the mating taurs. The more you would struggle, the more you would notice that your body no longer had its normal coloring, its hue whitening with every passing second and every shuddering thrust. Vivial drooled from the corners of his lips, rocking her flank into the tight clench of her mate, the lust filling her mind painfully aching at her testicles for release, but she fought to hold herself back. However, the sensation of the poking arousal within her sac tipped the taur just the last inch she needed to go. For your body, it was a bit too soon. You still felt everything around you, but the churning turmoil had taken its toll. It was as if you were a pliable mass of spunk, fully aware of what was to transpire as the balls quaked and spasmed, the walls kneading inward while, above, rivulets bubbled out of the opening sphincter where you had originally entered. A load of cum pushed you along with it, jetting your body up along a pulsating tube of heated flesh. Light finally could been seen at the end of this fleshy tunnel, but what it revealed was no savior... The wetted anus of the male taur lay just at the end of what you knew now to be her cock, poised at the entrance of his drooling speckled pucker, one last teasing glimpse of where your final resting place would be, before her cocktip would dip back into that male tunnel to shadow your vision once more in darkness. Wave after powerful wave of heated spunk pistoned your pliable body upward, squirting your melting body through the slitted tip of her pulsating cock head and into the insides of her male lover. The walls spasmed with glee at their first taste of spunk, pistoning inward to clench at your body. Somewhere in the darkness, a howl of pleasure echoed around you, while the walls churned and clenched, suckling both at the cock from which you came and mashing your musky body around the various folds and membranes of the rectal walls.

TerrisThreads (10:01:07 PM): The wolf's breathing comes in quick wet gasps as his captor continued her hungry heavy thrusts into her mate, the mashing and swaying of her sack combined with the pulsing, kneading of his member drove him higher into needful pleasure even as his body slowly dissolved and transformed into the white creamy bubbling stuff surrounding him. He no longer had any fight in him left, his body feeling odd, wet and strange. Yet, his poking member, despite the fate of the rest of his body still carried it's sharp point, pressing against those walls, the poor wolf completely oblivious tot he fact that it was his needful, humiliated humps against the kneading walls of her ball that set her off. At first, he felt the churning and pressure and then... even as he neared his own peak, he felt the pull of her orgasm, his body limp and weak, pulled head first upward through the sphincter that had doomed him, member sliding against those walls that had entombed him, and then, even as he was sucked up into her shaft, pulled by strong orgasmic muscles, he began to cum. He shuddered inside her, his movement weak and faint, his hips jerking his cock against her flesh and his own canine seed spilling out to mix among all of the other cum propelling him upward towards his fate. There was nothing he could do to escape or stop it, his cum blurred eyes forced to watch the slick long tube of her cock as he oozed upwards towards her cumslit, and then the puckered opening of her mate. He tried to struggle, but there was little left in him, his body softening further on it's last trip, his mind slowly fading as he watched that pucker disappear into darkness and felt his body jetted out into somewhere impossibly hot and unpleasant... Even as his gooey fate consumed what was left of his consciousness, he heard the howl of the Fox at her victory over the wolf... his humiliation utterly complete...

Vivial (10:13:52 PM): She felt a miniscule movement inside of her shaft... one last twinge before your bulge left her cockslit and found its new home within the rear of her lover. Vivial sighed contented, her body quaking its final spasms of her orgasm before she relaxed inside her lover. Idly she licked at his ear, whilst he rumbled in a purr, though you had long since lost yourself and could not feel the vibrations. Parts of your body leaked to the ground below as her retreating, softening arousal slinked back into the safety of her sheath, a thick rivulet of cum still dribbling from the wrinkled lips while the rest of your bubbling body pooled within the confines of the male taurs anus. She had spent you like she had any other load, nothing but a plaything of her desires, and now nutrients to be absorbed by her partner. Looking down at the mess she had made of you, Vivial chuckled softly... "I tend not to keep my promises..."