Part of the Pack

 

"Come on... Just... One... More..."

Saliva erupts in a fountain from your lips as you sputter through your last rep, the grips of the metal bar indenting in the skin of your hands. With one last burst of energy, you manage to push the barbell up off your chest and onto the rack before collapsing on the bench, sweat dripping from your face. 

"One hundred thirty five pounds... Finally hit one plate!" you sigh to yourself, rolling off the side of the black cushioned bench and stumbling to your feet. After a brief stretch, you make your way to the bucket of sanitary wipes in the corner and grab a few, stopping in your tracks as the front door of the gym opens. The wipes in your hand begin to drip down your arm as you stare at what appears to be a werewolf girl strolling through without a care in the world, gym bag slung over her shoulder. 

"Hey, all!" she calls out, tossing her bag to the girl behind the counter and weaving between the workout stations. Turning your head, you see a group of muscle bound young guys clear out the squat rack for her as she makes her way towards it, the tallest one beginning a chant while pumping his fist. 

"BUFFPUP! BUFFPUP! BUFFPUP!"

The girl's tail wags profusely as she steps up to the bar, the boys around her stacking plate after plate onto each end until they run out of weights. With three 45 lb weights on each side, the whole barbell must weigh well over three hundred pounds, but she hoists it onto her shoulders with no issue and steps forward. The group continues chanting as she lowers her hips, squatting slowly until her rear nearly touches the matted floor then rising back up without so much as breathing heavily. You find yourself chewing on your lip while she repeats the motion nine more times, watching her thighs bulge and tense as she squats and stands back up, her following cheering ecstatically once she releases the bar back onto the rack.

"Thanks for the warmup, boys!" she remarks, waving with one massive paw before moving on to start her own routine. Even though you had just finished your workout, you trail behind her in awe as she easily triples your max weight for her first set on bench press. Staying a few machines away, you go through the motions of each exercise while your eyes remain fixed on Buffpup, marveling at her strength and realizing how weak you really are. The longer you watch, the more intense the pounding in your chest becomes, your heart working overtime until you're almost panting just from doing the minimum weight on a leg lift machine.

You swear you can see her glancing in your direction every so often, but you look away too quickly to confirm it. Finally, after twenty minutes, you get too nervous to be caught staring and run off into the locker room, washing your face off with cold water. 

"Hey, you get a good enough look?"

Spinning around, you see Buffpup standing behind you, paws on her hips and a smirk on her face. Her black leotard clings to her damp skin, and you can see beads of sweat rolling down her abs.

"Yes, I mean, no. I'm sorry I was staring. You're really strong..." you mumble, completely red faced from shame. 

"Yeah, I know," she replies confidently, stepping forward and pinning you between the sink and her body, "You like what you see?"

Staring into her eyes, you try to say something but your throat dries up, leaving you open mouthed and gasping for breath as her hips brush against yours. One clawed finger traces its way up your arm as you stammer uselessly, when your body suddenly reacts in the worst way possible, by sprouting an erection through your gym shorts.

"Oh my god, are you getting hard?" Buffpup exclaims, pulling away and looking at your crotch before bursting into laughter.

"Sorry, I'm just gonna... I'm sorry..." you sputter, covering yourself with your hands and running to the door. 

"Not so fast, we're not done here," she giggles, catching you by the arm, "You're into me, huh? You want all this?"

Pushing you back against the sink, Buffpup flexes in front of you and watches in amusement as you openly stare, a thin line of drool hanging from your bottom lip. 

"I guess we'll take that as a yes," Buff whispers, closing your hanging jaw with her finger, "But if you want to get in my pants, I have one condition."

"Con... huh? Okay... What is it?" you mumble, your brain completely fogged over as she rubs your chest with her paw.

"Oh, nothing extreme. Biggest dick tops."

Nodding reflexively, you frantically pull off your clothes and you're standing naked in front of Buffpup before her words completely register in your brain. Does that mean?...

"Oh, that's cute," she remarks, flicking your penis with her finger before grabbing a pawful of your ass, "But it looks like this is gonna get more use than anything."

You still don't know exactly what she means, but it soon becomes clear as she pulls down her shorts and you watch her large red shaft bounce into view, the pointed tip already dripping.

"W-what's that?" you ask, your limbs turning to jelly as it rises up to meet you. 

"Oh, this? This is my bitch maker," she replies, lining it up beside your own pathetic erection, "Yup, you're not even half as big. What are you, about four inches? Looks like you're gonna get a lot better acquainted with this, then."

The tip of her massive cock jabs into your pelvis as she measures it against yours, the heat of her skin and the fluid leaking from it almost burning you as it drips down your thigh. In the presence of such a superior specimen, your cock starts to fall as you go soft beside her, finally hanging completely limp after a few seconds of struggling to remain upright. 

"Good to see you know your place. You don't need that little thing, anyway," Buffpup hisses, pulling you against her body and pressing the length of her shaft against your lower stomach, another spurt of hot pre making you gasp.

Gripping you in her powerful arms, Buffpup presses her soft lips to yours and kisses you roughly, your eyes rolling back in your head as her tongue invades your mouth. You can feel it swirling around past your lips, fighting with your own before she pulls free and lets your weakened body drop to the floor.

"Come on, then. You wanted me, right? Show me."

Stepping back, Buffpup takes a seat on the locker room bench and spreads her legs, her crimson shaft pointing at the ceiling. You watch her foot creep forward as you sit back on your knees, and by the time you collect yourself her right paw is pointed at your face.

"You want me to..."

"Kiss it."

Leaning forward, you take her foot paw in your hand and plant your lips against the ring on her big toe, looking up for signs of approval.

"I didn't say stop," she whispers, and you continue kissing up her fur covered appendage. Gradually, you make your way up her calf and past her knee, your tongue dragging up the smooth skin of her thigh as you inch ever closer to her pulsing rod. The already terrifyingly large tower of cock seems to swell further the closer your face gets to it, and you hesitate momentarily when your lips reach the top of her thigh. It's just... so big. Bright red, pulsing, and slick with pre, you can't even imagine what she plans to do with it.

"What are you waiting for? Get in there," Buffpup orders, placing a paw on the back of your head and pulling you into her crotch. Her fur covered balls brush against your cheek as she mashes your face against them, and the faint scent of wet dog fills your nostrils. You spend a good thirty seconds smothered by her large fuzzy orbs before she pulls you by your hair up to the main event, the pointed tip of her cock staring back as you look down at it.

"I don't know if I can... Maybe we should just-"

Before you can finish your sentence, your mouth is forced down onto Buffpup's length, a splash of salty precum landing on your tongue as it glides down her strange shape. You try to pull yourself free, but Buff's grip is too strong. All you can do is pound uselessly at her thighs as she guides you along her cock, choking and spitting helplessly when the tip jabs against the back of your throat.

"Come on, you gotta relax your throat," she encourages, watching you struggle to take her down with amusement, "This is what a real dick feels like."

After a minute of fighting, you eventually tire out and submit to the werewolf girl's whims, her grip on your head relaxing as you begin to bob along her shaft without any assistance. With a heavy sigh, Buffpup releases you completely and leans back on the bench, admiring your amateur efforts at pleasing her. The taste of her pre doesn't bother you any more, in fact, you barely notice it at all, your tongue having been coated in it so many times. It does  continuously fill your mouth, though, and you catch yourself swallowing it down more often than not. 

Minutes pass by in the empty locker room, the only sound echoing throughout it is your throat squelching around her cock as you gradually take her deeper. It seemed impossible just moments ago, but you can feel your neck starting to swell as you angle yourself to accommodate her, forcing yourself down until your nose is buried in her orange bush.

"Dang, you're a fast learner! Keep going and I'll give you a present..." Buffpup moans as you swallow her completely. 

Your jaw is already stretched to accept Buffpup's size, but you can feel it starting to open even further as the base of her cock begins to swell. It quickly becomes painful, but you manage to pull off of it before it locks your mouth in place.

"What is that?" you gasp, a mixture of saliva and pre smeared across your lips.

"Oh, that's just my knot. Really makes my bottoms squeal," she replies nonchalantly, "Don't worry, you'll be getting better acquainted with it later. Now get back to work."

Pushing your mouth back onto her spit shined cock, Buffpup stands up from the bench and keeps you on your knees, her hips starting rock slowly as she begins to fuck your face. You do your best to keep yourself relaxed as she slams forward, your eyes crossing as they lock onto the massive bulb ramming against your lips. It doesn't take too long until her thrusting becomes a bit erratic, and a brief shudder in her thighs is your only warning before your mouth is flooded with thick werewolf seed. 

Holding on to Buffpup's legs, you do your best to swallow down the unending river of cum flowing from the tip of her cock but you can only gulp down so much at a time, and the remainder spills from your lips before splattering across the floor. You can hear her moaning as she holds your head in place, and eventually the pressure dies down, only a small dribble of white leaking from her shaft onto your bottom lip as she pulls free.

"Whew, that was a hell of a first blowjob you gave," she sighs, sitting back on the bench again, "Be a dear and grab my shorts, will you?"

"Wait, what about me?" you ask, still swallowing the last of her sperm.

"Oh, you wanted to get off too? Doesn't look like it, you can't even get it up."

Your cheeks sting as they flush pink once again, your gaze dropping to the floor in embarrassment at her response. 

"Please... I want to cum..." you whisper, trembling anxiously on your knees.

"Alright, you asked for it."

Raising her leg, she places the pad of her foot against your chest and pushes you to the floor, leaving you flat on your back. Taking care not to scratch you with her claws, she then rests her foot on your flaccid cock, rubbing it slowly back and forth.

"This isn't exactly what I had in mind..." you murmur, confused. You were hoping for reciprocation with her mouth, but that doesn't seem to be in the cards. Though, her foot stroking against your soft penis does feel kind of nice...

"Maybe if you were bigger I'd play with you a little differently. But this is what you get," she hums, mashing your cock against your pelvis. A strange tingle starts to build in your loins as she continues rubbing you with her foot, but it's not the usual sensation of building orgasm. Your hips start to jerk involuntarily as the tingling spreading throughout your waist becomes almost unbearable, and your soft cock begins to spurt clear liquid all over Buffpup's toes.

"Yeah? You like that? You cumming for me?" 

Buffpup eggs you on like a dog as you writhe beneath her, the pad of her foot never once leaving your limp cock as she drains you. Groaning desperately, you ride the wave of the strange orgasm as it sends lightning shooting throughout your body, your waist turning numb. Her paw keeps massaging your dick until it stops leaking, and she finally lifts her foot away to let you catch your breath, leaving you a trembling mess on the locker room floor.

"You got my paw all dirty! You better clean this up," Buffpup giggles, waving her foot in front of your face as you try to keep the room from spinning. When you don't answer, she simply lowers her big toe into your open mouth, smiling as you suck your own pre off her fur. She repeats with each toe, then leaves the bottom of her foot in front of your face until you begrudgingly lick her clean.

"What a good boy! You satisfied now?" she grins, removing her foot from view and pulling you back up.

"Uh, I guess," you mumble, unsure of how to feel, "Maybe? I'm not sure..."

You're pretty sure you came, but you still feel that itch. 

"Oh, I know what you need," Buffpup nods, her crimson shaft rising once more, "Stay right here."

Taking a seat on the bench, you watch Buff run off deeper into the locker room and come back with a black cushioned mat, throwing it flat on the floor before motioning for you to get on it.

"Um, how should I..." you mumble, crawling onto the mat on your hands and knees.

"Stay just like that, perfect!" she replies, drool falling from her mouth and cock simultaneously. Her heavy paws clap against your rear as she adjusts herself behind you, and it dawns on you why she calls her cock the bitch maker. Staring down at the mat, your arms shake as Buffpup pulls your cheeks apart and spits on your defenseless hole, the pointed tip of her cock beginning to prod at the entrance.

You whine nervously as her hot precum squirts onto your hole, coating your skin in slippery liquid before dripping down your sack. Considering how difficult it was to take in your mouth, you really don't think there's any way it could fit in the other end. 

"Don't be so nervous! I know just how to break in cute little bottoms like you," Buffpup remarks, watching your hole tense with a hungry grin. Resting her shaft between your cheeks, she gives a few thrusts to let you feel just how long it is while covering herself in the slick fluid. You wonder if it's too late to back out, and when you feel Buffpup's paws close around your waist, you know the answer.

"Take a deep breath and relax," she whispers, the tip of her cock finding its target and pushing forward. You manage to keep it out for a few moments, but her slimy pre combined with the constant pressure wins out, and you can feel your anal ring opening up for her. 

"Wait, I can't-..." you gasp, but your words get caught in your throat as she slips the first few inches inside, her cock squirting the heated liquid directly into your bowels. Your hands ball into fists as pain radiates from your backside, your hole bearing down instinctively around the intruder and forcing it out. Your respite only lasts for a second, as Buffpup pushes back inside your hole as soon as it relaxes, deeper this time so you can only squeeze helplessly around her shaft.

"Breathe, cutie pie. I know it hurts right now, but that's normal. As soon as we get you properly stretched out, you'll be moaning like a slut."

You hear Buffpup's words as she leans over to whisper them in your ear, but you're too stressed to properly comprehend them. Unfortunately, you can't do anything but stay in place as she begins to run her paws up along your chest, crouching over your body as you bear down on her red rocket.

"It's... It's so big!" you manage to blurt out between sharp breaths, sweat pouring from your face. It might be your imagination, but you swear her cock grows even larger when the words leave your mouth, and you can feel the wind from her tail wagging behind her. The pain and cramping in your rear eventually subsides as Buff continues to rub you all over, and you even begin to relax around her length, though not completely.

"There you are, getting all loosened up now. Time to take my dick like a good boy..."

Buffpup's soft murmurs become lost inside your head as her hips start to move, and you groan in mild discomfort as you realize she hasn't bottomed out yet. You start to feel more and more full as she drives the rest of her length into you over the next few thrusts, and you let out a low moan when she finally pushes in completely, her fuzzy sack resting against yours.

Gripping your shoulders, Buffpup begins to slowly pull her hips back until just the tip of her cock remains inside you, then pushes forward just as steadily. You try to keep quiet as she repeatedly impales you with her length, but you can't help yourself from letting out quiet grunts every time her waist claps against your backside. A thin string of silver hangs from the tip of your slowly hardening cock as Buff speeds up, and you watch it grow longer with each thrust, a small drop forming at the slit before joining the glistening thread. The same strange tingle from before starts to build again inside your waist, and you drop to your elbows as it spreads throughout your limbs, making you weak.

"Oh, you're feeling it, huh?" Buffpup chuckles, reaching below your waist to catch the string of pre swaying from your cock, "You wanted to cum, so I'm gonna make sure you get it all out."

Whining from the overwhelming mixture of pleasure and discomfort, you claw at the mat as she changes the angle of her hips and digs into you slowly. Her paws move to your waist, holding you still, and she pants happily while crouched behind you, fucking you steadily. The pressure of her cock against your prostate keeps you submissive and shivering, and without any warning at all, a jet of white erupts from your half erect length onto the mat. 

"Oh, good BOY!" Buffpup exclaims, feeling you tense around her shaft as you stain the black vinyl covering, "Give me one more, come on."

Now that she knows you're on the edge, Buffpup's pace increases to keep you from coming down, and with a few more thrusts she has you applying a second coat of white to the gym mat. Too distracted by the werewolf cock currently buried in your rear and the multiple orgasms it's forcing out of you, you forget to keep your voice down and soon the whole locker room is filled with your moans.

"Yeah! What'd I tell you? Everyone who gets a taste becomes my bitch!" Buffpup laughs, hammering away at your prostate and burying herself balls deep as you cum on the end of her dick once again. You can barely hold on to consciousness by the end of your third consecutive orgasm, but that doesn't slow your monstrous domme any. On the verge of blacking out, you snap awake when you feel something swelling inside as Buffpup pounds you. By the time you remember the knot, it's already too big to pull free, and you grit your teeth as it stretches you further still, pulling against your already sore ring. 

"Here comes your present, get ready!" Buffpup grunts, her hips shaking. You take a deep breath to prepare yourself, but it's immediately knocked from your lungs as steaming cum fills your bowels, painting your insides white and marking you as owned. Hunched over your back, the werewolf girl humps in shallow thrusts as she seeds you, ensuring every last drop is deposited where it belongs, inside her new bitch. Your own partial erection drips uselessly as she claims you, another milky glob of pre mixed with seed falling between your knees. 

"Oh, yeah... That was fantastic. Top five, for sure. Not much in the dick department, but you have one hell of a breeding hole there."

You can't tell if she's complimenting or insulting you, but your cheeks turn red all the same as she whispers softly in your ear, her waist still tied to yours. Unsure of how long it'll take before her knot goes down, you try to pull free with no luck. As if your luck wasn't already bad enough, you start to hear voices coming from the entrance of the locker room, and you think you recognize a few.

"Oh yeah, let me just grab a quick protein shake and I'll meet you guys- Holy shit."

One of the voices comes your way and you pray to any and all gods that he doesn't turn the corner, but they're either not listening or too busy laughing at your predicament.

"Guys, get over here! Buffpup nabbed another one." the tall musclehead from before calls out, the rest of his group soon crowding around the two of you on the mat.

"Goddamn, you really knotted him good, huh."

"Hey, you remember when she got you?"

"Oh yeah. I uh... I topped. Yeah."

Being on full display, naked and dog boned in front of a bunch of strangers, you feel like if anyone was to ever literally die of embarrassment, it would be you, right here. 

"Oh, stop lying. You were an even bigger bottom than this one," Buffpup laughs, kneeling behind you and patting your rear, "In fact, not one of you ever managed to top."

Still too ashamed to look up, you hear the group grumble to themselves as they make excuses on why they couldn't rise to the occasion. 

"But hey! Does this mean we're getting another gym buddy?" the tall boy exclaims.

Leaning over once again, Buffpup wraps her arms around your torso before whispering quietly, "I don't know, does it?"