In a vast emptiness of a forest, a young hiker was travelling at a sluggish pace. The area was surprisingly gloomy despite it being amidst a landscape of greens and blues, and the fact that the current time was only 1:45 pm. James, a typical red fox, trudged along a fairly beaten and seemingly unused path. It was anyone’s guess as to how old it was and when it was last used. This curious fact did nothing to deter the fox as he kept navigating the darkish path through the woods. As he walked, he could feel himself growing weary and decided he’d look around for a place to set up camp for a few hours, if not for the rest of the day and simply continue as he was tomorrow morning.
 
 
  James soon found a small alcove consisting of several trees and, for the most part, flat and dry ground on which he could construct his tent. He began doing just that, setting down his bag and getting out all of the necessary components of it and then got to work, constructing the tent in record time, according to his stopwatch which he had started just as he had began setting the stakes and pitching the tent. James then crawled inside, pulling in his bag after himself and unpacked his sleeping bag and pillow, setting the two items in a corner off to the side of the tent’s interior so that he had a slight increase of privacy, should anyone come by, discover his tent and attempt to peek through the screen. James soon stripped to his underwear and maneuvered into his sleeping bag and carefully placed his head in the center of his pillow. Within moments, the fox drifted into a peaceful slumber.
 
 
* * *
 
 
The ever curious coyote toiled away with her experiments, each of them designed to modify DNA and the body as a whole, through certain enhancements or by splicing said DNA with that of another being, giving one abilities they would never have naturally. Such experiments often required a participant of sorts, whether they were willing or not was entirely up to them, but either way, Ariana had her ways of persuading her test subjects to cooperate. The coyote was in dire need of another subject to test her newly manufactured formula’s effects. She had designed it to ramp up the production of testosterone which could be used for myriad of things therefore after.
 
 
  Naturally, Ariana wouldn’t test the concoctions she made on herself, but being particularly curious on this particular day, she decided that, for once, she’d be her own guinea pig to start off the experiment, the rest would need a “volunteer” which she had planned to look for later on in the day. At least, this is what was planned. What actually ended up happening was that, once Ariana had removed the bubbling mix of chemicals and substances from its hot plate, she let curiosity get the better of herself and drank it. What followed was a tremendous sensation of pleasure along with a resounding RRIP! Ariana didn’t know what caused the latter occurrence as she fainted from a sudden exhaustion. When she came to, which was almost about an hour later, she was understandably more than shocked, and somewhat impressed, with the male genitalia she had given to herself. What’s more is the fact that it seemed to have been larger, much larger compared to the average male’s package. Whatever else shad incorporated into the mix seemed to have the effect of causing an overpowering lust.
 
 
  Now, more so than ever before, did Ariana require what she deemed as a volunteer, however, her recently acquired gift had a slight drawback, that being that her range of mobility was greatly reduced. She couldn’t walk properly, and, with an ever growing tingling sensation resonating within her lustful member, she didn’t really have much of a desire to so either. She had to fight with her body, tooth and nail, to take a single step. In the process of trying to do so, as desperately as she was, Ariana had knocked over several beakers, all of which were empty. Now all she had to do was figure out how to pick them up without causing any more collateral damage.
 
 
  After standing still for about a couple minutes, just thinking and still twitching in immense pleasure, Ariana thought to pick up the mess in a different, albeit more permanent way. She slowly thrusted her hips forward toward the closest beaker, allowing the tip of her cock to settle over it. What followed was exactly what she had hoped for. Her reflexes in that area kicked in, causing her massive member to flex and pull in the object. Within moments, it vanished into the coyote’s cock and was sucked into her eager and churning balls. She then repeated this process with the other beakers that had tumbled to the ground, adding them to the mix that was quietly bubbling in her sack.
 
 
  After cleaning up her mess, and forcing herself to refrain from orgasm, she had decided to move on to finding a volunteer. After getting used to walking around with her oversized member, she left the confines of the lab and began her search.
 
 
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James had awoken to the sounds of birds and other creatures rustling in the bushes and trees. He yawned quite obnoxiously as he proceeded to get up. The ground he had slept on was rather unforgiving, but this was to be expected, as James had learned from previous camping excursions. He soon started to pack up all of his belongings, finishing off with the tent.
 
 
  As James tucked the tent away in his bag, he heard a feminine sounding hum and steps coming in his direction. He looked around and spotted Ariana almost immediately, and she spotted James in the same way with a grin quickly growing on her face. James looked the coyote over with a quite noticeable blush and with genuine intrigue and curiosity.
 
 
  “Can… Can I help you, ma’am?” James asked as his gaze was quickly fixated on the coyote’s magnificent, and obnoxiously obvious groin.
 
 
  “Actually, yes you can…” The coyote eagerly responded, her grin only grew more and more. As for her member, that started growing too. She realized this and planned accordingly by bringing along a miniature notepad to document her “research.” The coyote begun visibly twitching in pleasure once again. James, who had been watching this happen, cautiously stepped closer, a mistake that he would realize in a matter of moments.
 
 
  “A-all I need you to do… Is stimulate me…” The coyote stuttered, fighting her body and the pleasure it had experienced just by how it was in this still new state. James looked at the coyote skeptically and promptly returned his gaze to her cock.
 
 
  “H-how…?” James curiously asked as he took yet another step forward. The coyote, however didn’t respond, she was too overwhelmed in her blissful pleasure. James tilted his head and gently took hold of the coyote’s massive, and quite unnatural, member, gently stroking it and applying minimal pressure, just to be safe. This was more than enough to send a massive wave of pleasure over the coyote. She let out a moan and a sigh involuntarily, as her body couldn’t react anymore than it already was. Seeing, and hearing, the coyote’s pleasure signified that James must have been meant to continue, and he did, applying more pressure and speed into his rubbing of Ariana’s member.
 
 
  This went on for only a brief period before Ariana bucked her hips forward suddenly. James had no time to react to the movement as his head was, rather quickly, enveloped by Ariana’s tip. Another sigh of pleasure escaped her as she readied herself to take notes.
 
 
  “MMMF!” This was the only sound James could make, of course, he was screaming profanities and pleading for this to stop as quickly as possible, but Ariana’s cock flesh was thick enough to effectively muffle these cries. Ariana then allowed herself to flex, thus, pulling James deeper into her cock at a very slow pace which sent even more waves of pleasure through every fiber of Ariana’s being. James was left to squirm as he did not yet know what fate had in store for him at the end of the dark, pulsating and tight tunnel that he was slowly being sucked into.
 
 
  Within minutes of James’ squirming and Ariana’s moaning and shuddering, James reached a very slightly more open space which he could only assume was the coyote’s eager and greedy sack. Even when he was forcefully dropped into place, James would continue his squirming, how long it would last was completely dependent on his captor who was moaning even louder and squirming even more with her “comparatively smaller test subject” right where she wanted him to be. Because of this development, what with the fox now being a hinderance due to his placement, Ariana couldn’t really go anywhere. So, she decided she’d sit down and wait for new developments to surface themselves, and that did not take very long. James’ constant squirming and desperate, yet futile, struggles for freedom forced Ariana’s sack to begin lubricating itself, thus, this brought the onset of the introduction of seminal fluids. Though this was understandably unnerving for the desperate fox, he quickly dismissed it, believing he was safe. Meanwhile, Ariana had managed to get herself accustomed to her prey’s struggling and calmed down quite a bit. She gently caressed her oversized sack as she watched it jerk due to the kicks they absorbed, quite effortlessly at that.
 
 
  “Let me out, please! I don’t wanna be a part of this anymore! PLEASE!” James cried. Ariana ignored his desperate pleas and continued rubbing herself which only allowed her swelling balls to fill even more with her seed. At a certain point, if any outsiders were present, they would think someone was drowning in all that fluid. While this was certainly plausible, James was spared something so cruel, however, he was in store for something arguably worse, or better, depending on how an outsider would view the situation, as Ariana’s balls finished filling themselves, leaving the top of James’ head above the thick white surface of the coyote’s seed. And then came a certain tingling sensation which the fox would recognize and grow increasingly nervous, to the point of utter terror.
 
 
  “Wh-what’s happening…?! Why is there a tingling sensation?! H-HELLO?!” James was delirious at this point, casting out every sense of emotion and mentality for fear, and fear only.
 
 
  “My best guess is that, in my current state, I can do some rather interesting things… Not only can I devour people with this wonderful cock I’ve gifted to myself, but it seems to act as a sort of stomach as well. It seems you don’t have very long darling, which also means I will have to seek out another ‘volunteer’ very soon… But, I will thank you for the wonderful time, my dear fox.” Ariana shuddered at her words as she started feeling James’ presence starting to wane and fade within her enormous balls. James, of course, began thrashing about in every possible direction, desperately seeking to slow the process. But every movement he made seemed to stir the churning mix he was in, thus, speeding up the process of his inevitable degradation into coyote spunk.
 
 
  Minutes passed as James continued in his terrified protests which only served to deliver pleasure to his captor. Ariana shuddered with great pleasure feeling the desperation with each and every movement, despite the increasing weakness in them.
 
 
Several more minutes passed before James was completely reduced to more coyote semen. Ariana kept shuddering as her balls sloshed and rolled from the momentum behind her prisoner’s earlier struggling. She then remembered she had intended to take notes, so with a shaky hand, she jotted down the things she experienced, such things as “immense pleasure” and “extremely increased sensitivity.” Everything else that had occurred during the coyote’s experiment was pretty much given and forever etched into her mind. She snickered, almost in disappointment in how the event was so short-lived. As the coyote sat alone with her massive, swollen orbs that were her testicles, she slowly concluded that more work and testing needed to be done, thus, another volunteer would need to be selected.
 
 
The coyote would soon attempt to stand, only to fail and cause herself to expel the “remains” of her experiment, a hefty batch of her own seed which was added to thanks to her ingestion and subsequent breakdown of the fox. She was visibly pleased in her moment of flared pleasure as she regained her composure and began to make her way back to her secluded laboratory, all while wearing a more than satisfied grin.