Thread: Complication alpha [Daltin x Crazedwriter]

Yes, just as the leader of this group had claimed, the children had been taken hostage and MaryLou had been given enough treatment to send her mind to a place where she couldn't be concerned with the real threat this men presented. However, while she enjoyed herself, the men in the backroom were trying to ignore her sounds of pleasure once the surprise of her change faded. It had to be a strange sensation after all, first the chemicals and nanobots triggered the pleasure receptors in her brain. Euphoria, a word hailed for its weight in the realms of pleasure couldn't even begin to describe what would wash over her body. This was a key part of the design, with every nerve in her body only translating pleasure, her bones could grow inside of her, muscles that wrapped about them tearing and mending over and over again with the rapid growth. This increase in overall height was actually bringing out the most true and pure qualities of her genetics, a similar event that Rachel was going through in the locker room. Breasts swelling out bigger than any other living things but holding firmness and a strange, sensual beauty that defies reason with it, coming an almost maddening pleasure. With every fraction of movement the giant mounds of supple, molding flesh would sends shocks of pleasure through her, as if every hair's receptors were as intense as her clit. Ever wonder if what they are feeling is as good as the doctors claim it would be? One of the dark clothed stallions spoke in a curious tone. A youthful nature filled his voice, as well as a curiosity to what was going on. The second male standing by the door was not so inexperienced. His eyes were waited by wrinkles from many years of harsh life. Tight lips pulled back over his large, flat teeth in a grimace at her sounds. An attractive sound for most males, but he was a gelding, a trait of the King's most personal guards. They had to have no attachments to the opposite sex or any sex for that matter. Complete and total devotion to the crown is all that mattered. Contrasting to the younger males light fur, his hard grown into a dark grey no longer holding the vibrant color of his youth. Ignorance was not a favored trait to the older male. If these things interest you, than perhaps you are not fit for the King's guard, words filled with ice for anyone who wishes to truly be loyal to the King must give up everything. Yet, I will tell you what I know of what they experience. Catching a shocked look, he knew that his knowledge was a surprise to the young blood. I was told all about the effects as a test of my surgery and to know what to expect. In her, and likely in the other as well, their body is being overrun by a more primal need. Flesh and lust is one thing, but the pleasure they are experiencing now, the pleasure they will experience forever is almost a torture. They will never find even a moment's peace or release until they give in to the design of the specific nanobots in them. That purpose was more than obvious, but MaryLou couldn't have known the aching need she really had was not for many males, but for one that was as big as all those in her mind combined. Almost like slavery, if not for the fact that these mares were not just picked for their amazing size, but for the fact that feelings for the wolf already existed. I was told, it is like the sensation of them rubbing their clitoris while having something banging into their deepest g-spots, except across their breasts, lips, along their neck and arms, a pleasure so intense that rubbing their breasts together could drive them to an orgasm intense enough to make them squirt. The fact that he could speak so plainly of things was obvious proof to his lack of sexual desire, but the poor young stud was showing signs of interest in the large female. She could likely crush him to death under her weight in riding him, but that didn't seem to matter at all to his healthy, young horse shaft that was swelling out a large mass down his left pant leg. Glancing into the main room, he watched her as she slept. A hand had slipped down to her large slit and seemed to fight just to stay inside of her tightness, a subtle sucking sound with every furious move of her smallest digit. The other hand was exploring the expanse of her still swelling breasts, moving fingers about her nipple and tugging firmly. She wouldn't even know... Stow that talk. I would kill you before you ever got close to her. You are on this mission to learn that the King demands complete loyalty and I wouldn't think twice about throwing you and your whole family from an air lock. If those words weren't convincing enough, the bitter stare from his glazed over eyes would. Those orbs were like daggers stabbing at him before the young stallion stood back at his guard. The two actually weren't alone, there were at least three other stallion in this bedroom. It would have seemed cramped in any normal room, but this room belonged to a macro mare. It was a little humbling to say the least, much of the furniture made them feel like colts again, except for her husband's that was more their size. One of the other men piped up with a curious smirk. The King said no fucking her, but he didn't say we couldn't give her more of this stuff. I kind of want to see if that mare could soak every inch of that couch in her juices. I mean, she smells pretty fertile right now, but man bet we could make her have more eggs than a reptile. These words were met with a firm, metallic click. The old stallion had raised his weapon in agitation. I am about done with these idiotic comments. There is no pleasure to be had from what we are doing. These mares are beautiful and extremely rare we are making them even more perfect for the soul purpose of throwing them to a dog. Or have you forgotten the reason for scaring these children. These mothers will break the wolf and take his seed, through them, an army will be spawned. Like a flood of power and speed, they will fill cities and planets in a way we never could. But if you want to make her ovulate more...do what you want. Just don't talk about it as some kind of accomplishment. Daniel's heart had been hurt a bit, but after stripping down in the shower room, he left the warm water burst from the ceiling onto his body. Due to massive range of species, the conventional showers of the past had to be replaced by a system that fell from above. The sensation against his fur was calming and allowed his mind to think on what just happened. She had been completely right in her anger, but it also made him sad that she only paid attention to the sexuality of his writing and what was in his drawer. She didn't mention finding all the photos he kept inside. He found himself looking at them more than anything else, pictures from before the change when he was normal. The first and last image in the set were of him, holding each of her's and MaryLou's kids after the birth. MaryLou's husband hadn't actually been there for the children or her at their birth. Daniel had been the one to stay by her side and encourage her and when he held that huge child in his arms, he fell in love. The same happened with Rachel's but it wasn't until after she and her mate had held their child. Looking into those young eyes, feeling the grip and rub of each tiny hand and even the gentle kick of soft hooves had burned into his memory. At the same time, it filled him with sadness, because it was something he couldn't have. If she had, she might have noticed his writings were from before he met the huskies, or better put, they found him. I should have known I was a fool. It doesn't matter that I have the one missing piece I lacked than. I am still just a wolf, not worth the time of such big, perfect females. His thoughts were still on the mares, even though his mates were close to giving birth, but to be honest, things were slowly coming into his mind. The huskies coming for him, was so close together from that day where he almost threw away his pride in that vile rape scene. It was only a few nights later when they came to his room at night with their amazing curves and sexual power. He had a girl friend at the time, but even than no one made him feel as happy or proud than when he was with Rachel and MaryLou. The water almost felt like time washing over him as he continued to look back. Daniel had been there for every first word of the children, he played with them, taught them about wolf and horse culture. A small smile spread across his face the day he had got one of Rachel's kids to say a few things in the wolf language the response their father had was one he would never forget. That small mouth had tried so hard before finally getting the deep growl to rumble through his throat. It wasn't much more than a number to be honest, but Daniel felt pride in that moment regardless. Of course, his mind couldn't focus on the sweet things of their lives together these last several years. So many times he had seen them out on the synthetic beach, nothing but a bikini that was far too small for their bodies, but they seemed to love their bodies and didn't see anything wrong with showing off all their beautiful features. They lied back on enormous beach chairs, their fur slightly more brown from the tanning lotion they had worked into the skin underneath their fur. The slick fluid left shimmering paths across their bust and curving around the tight core of abs as well as their giant thighs. That day had been so hard for him he had to spend most of the day with his waist underwater and didn't actually leave until the night shift had begun. However, he spent most of that time trying to fight his urges to look up on the beach and at their glorious faces, beauty so intense it out shown the sun. I could have loved her more than anyone in the universe... From behind him, the constant hiss of the water broke to the sound of hooves harshly scratching against the floor. A large stallion perhaps, but the slow rumble of the floor was way too big for any species of stallion he knew of. Whatever was making the sounds in the bath with him was much bigger. Yet, it didn't seem to bother him, he was too focused on Rachel's face, how he memorized every curves and line of her beauty. The sensation had his long, thick cock out of his sheath. The coloration was alien to a canine, unlike the normal red the tip to halfway down was a molted brown and pink, ending at the thick ring around his shaft before coming completely brown to the base where his knot would swell out. It was large for a wolf easily, but small compared to the larger species. His mind was brought back into focus when he heard the ping of the rings hitting the ground. That was slightly more curious than the walking creatures. Hello?...wait Rachel?! His eyes were closed to keep the water out and slowly began to wipe the water from his fur before turning around just as Rachel had gripped her outfit and tore it from her flesh. Strands clung to her body until she grabbed those as well, pulling them from her now naked form. The only response he could have was complete shock. She had just almost slammed him through a metal locker and punched him across the muzzle, and now she was standing naked before him. But, god, her breasts were a lot bigger than before...well, all of her was. Her entire mood and feeling had changed, but he couldn't help glancing down as she slipped her hands across the expanse of her breasts that were being pelted by the water. Each strike had to have been sending spike of pleasure across her skin, hundreds upon hundreds of jolts of pleasures all over her. Somethings wrong, I think someone did this to... His words were cut off when she rushed forward. In a flash he felt the cold of the wall against his back, it had been enough to knock his breath away but was much less violent this time. Her hand had gripped his wrists together in her great might, holding them above his head. This wasn't the first time he had seen such an intense transformation of body and personality. She was acting much like the huskies had before, except, there was something more in her eyes. The Nanos he had come to know, enhanced everything in you, including feelings for someone. They can't work unless the feelings are already there, and the gaze he saw in those dreamy, sensual eyes was more than just lust for him. Rachel...listen to me. It was a strain to his focus to try and speak, but he was more concerned with her safety and who did this to her, than his own need, his own love. That is, until she said what she did. The moment she mentioned the condom again, that she was wrong about it, he felt his cock straining against her wandering hand until he felt her finger tips brush against the ring. She knew about the ring's effect on him? How do you know about that? I never wrote about the rings, who told you about them? Trying to focus his mind was almost agonizing as he felt her fingers trail around the thick, bell-shaped head, trailing across nubs and bumps before slipping back down. With one hand she could probably swallow his entire length at this size, but he found his cock pulsing and straining against her gentle grip with every touch. A strong gaze wavered as he glanced up at her swollen lips, the thicker bottom lip looked a little pink, as if she had been gently chewing it in anticipation, puffy and pouting. However, his attention shifted as she leaned down more, pushing those enormous breasts closer to his face, her warm, sweet milk being thinned by the water rushing over her body. Yet, he could still see each swell of milk as it forced its way out of all those little holes, coming together in a stream that ran down her engorged nipple and then down the great expanse of her bust before falling to the shower floor. God...he could have her, trully have her. He knew if she was foolish enough to suck his cock, to taste his cum, she begin wanting more, wanting to suck him to the hilt and make him cum over and over again, just so she could selfishly swallow it down all for herself. Tearing his eyes from her nipples, he looked back up into her eyes, love pumping through his heart, lust clouding his judgment. Years have gone by sense they first met, sense he felt the tingle of love at first sight fill his chest to the brim a feeling that only grew as he got to know her more, a love that didn't care if she was taken, it would not be denied. Now, that same love was trying to make him stop mentioning the things he noticed, his concern, just demanding he stare at those giant lips he has dreamed of kissing for so long. The love wanted him to look into her eyes and search for the love behind her lust, was it trully there, did she love him just not admit it? Working with his love, his lust and pride were smacking at him from both sides, the smell of her heat so intense it smelled like she was carrying enough ovum for a village of colts. She had thought the huskies looked huge with pups, she would put them to shame. A snort burst from his nose as he looked up at her and smirked. Won't know unless you have the guts to take it off?