Darryl suddenly sprung back awake, his entire body jerking and convulsing as life returned to his body. It felt like he had died for a few minutes and had to adjust back into the earthly world, trying to regain all of his senses and frantically make out the situation he was in.


A strong gust of warm air entered him through his mouth and filled up his lungs like a balloon, making him gag and cough it right back out. He felt that a wet, slimy mouth was locked around his lips, smelling an awful lot like a dog’s maw- a suspicion that was soon confirmed as the head leaned a little further upon realizing that the dying weasel was breathing on his own again. It was the familiar face of Kasper, riddled with concern and panting for air as he tried to catch his breath. His expression softened a little bit as he saw that the little guy was slowly gaining back his consciousness, though he still watched attentively for a little while to make sure that everything was fine.


After the overwhelming thirst for air began to calm, and his vision slowly came back again, Darryl took a look around the room he was in. It seemed to be some kind of a hospital ward, but it too was inside the factory, judging by the familiar logo on all the equipment. The owners really did go a long way to avoid their so-called volunteers exiting their building, even if they were on the brink of death. Lying on a generic-looking hospital bed, the weasel was wearing nothing, given he was still dripping with water. Only a thin plastic blanket was pulled over the lower half of his body to keep him from cooling down too much.


“What the… Hell…” The weasel grunted between two coughs, still trying to put the puzzle pieces together. The taste of the German Shepherd’s saliva still lingered in his mouth, along with a bit of tight pain in his lungs. The last thing he remembered was getting into a nice, warm shower before everything went black, and he was transported to this strange room with the dog giving him CPR. “I didn’t know you were also a… doctor?”


“Well, I’m really not… It’s just that we’re kind of understaffed at the moment and we didn’t have anyone else to fish ya out of that tank.” Kasper explained, uncomfortably scratching the back of his fluffy head. “That was a gnarly sight, not gonna lie…”


“That tank…?” Darryl asked with confusion, before suddenly, a painful feeling struck into his chest. He was reminded of the terrifying feeling of the cabin filling up and leaving him to fight for his life, and his muscles subconsciously tensed up as he remembered his final breath leaving his mouth under the surface. He shuddered, trying to shake the awful memory out of his head. “Oh. That.”


“Yyyeah, really sorry about that. I should’ve been there to look out for you, sweetie.” Kasper replied with a deep, regretful look in his eyes, gently stroking his hand along the side of the weasel’s pumping chest. After a moment of silence, he spoke again. “I’ve been tasked with figuring out if you were in a good enough condition to go back to work-”


“Of course not, are you kidding me!?” Darryl raised his thin, raspy voice and tried to sit up before weakly falling back onto the bed, enraged by the corporate greed that followed him even to his weakest moments. “In fact, I should be out of here in a real hospital! Do you know how dangerous it is to inhale water? You can’t keep doing this to me!”


“Do you think so?” Kasper asked calmly even after the outburst of the patient whose life he’d just saved. A strange smirk appeared on his face, an expression yet unseen on the innocent-acting officer before his hands crept up to the single button that kept his leather jacket together.


After undoing the button and letting the jacket open up and spread out on either side, his skintight, shiny latex top was revealed, highlighting his lean, yet remarkably sturdy physique. His smoking hot abs and the wide pecs on his chest were perfectly showcased with his two perky nipples clearly visible as they poked into the thin rubber. Every little flex and contraction could be clearly seen beyond the thin layer with every little movement and breath the German Shepherd took. The weasel froze and blushed deep red just from seeing the well-built form of the man he’d only seen under a loose military coat before, but the detail that caught his attention the most poked out right under the innie belly button of the dog: a massive erection, around 8 inches in size formed a throbbing bulge under the top, clearly visible with all its veins, retracted foreskin and a round head resembling more humanoid than canine anatomy.


“I think I could do a favor for you… Do you think you could do a favor for me?” He asked gently and quietly like he didn’t want anyone to hear his offer, rubbing his gloved hand along the impressive length of his member as he spoke. He pressed a button on the hospital bed that made it slowly sink, bringing the squirming weasel down to the shepherd’s hip level.


“I… Don’t know what you’re talking about…” Darryl tried to deny the obvious, crossing his legs uncomfortably and trying to look anywhere but the bulge despite his eyes being attracted to it like a magnet. A slight erection appeared behind his fluffy crotch fur too as he was undeniably aroused by the sight- but the gigantic size of the dog’s penis made him second guess if this really was the way he wanted to lose his virginity.


“Of course, we don’t HAVE to do it.” Kasper shook his head and stepped back from the table as if a sense of doubt and regret had swept over him for trying to bribe his helpless employee into having sex with him. “In fact, I shouldn’t have offered it in the first place. It would be unfair towards you, and unfair towards Kate, to get her most hard-working employee out of work-”


“Wait, no!” Darryl panicked, his mind torn between having to be impaled by a girthy cock or going straight back under the supervision of his sadistic boss. He looked at Kasper desperately, seeing betrayal and hope all at once in the man he considered his greatest ally. An ally he couldn’t afford to lose.


He spread out his legs and raised them slightly, before placing his palms on his buttcheeks and shyly spreading them apart, revealing a puckered, pink butthole beneath all the fluff that grew on his soft bubble butt. With wide, pleading eyes, he looked at the man whose boner still hadn’t softened one bit, whispering a quiet plea he hoped sounded right. “Please… Please make me yours…”


“Good boy~” Kasper’s pitiful expression disappeared in a blink upon hearing the magic words from his little employee. His ears perked up and a lustful glow appeared in his eyes as he walked closer to the bed, grabbed onto his boner through the latex, and began to stroke it up and down. “I’ll make sure to treat you well~”


“Just please, be careful! I’m a virgin…” Darryl whimpered as his short, thick thighs were grabbed and squeezed by the horny shepherd, whose erection only seemed to grow larger from the innocent little heads-up.


“Don’t worry little guy, it won’t hurt too much… I’ll make sure to get you addicted~” He replied in a tone that sounded more akin to hungry growling than the soft, sophisticated speech that was usual from the officer. He put one of his knees up on the bed and soon followed it up with the other, without breaking eye contact with the puckering tail hole of the weasel for a single moment. The hospital bed creaked as it struggled to hold the weight of both men at once, almost knocking over several pieces of equipment on the side from how much it swayed.


Darryl tried to stay calm and relax his muscles; he’d never done anal before, not even as much as shoving one of his fingers in to massage his prostate. What better way to begin, than with the larger member he’s ever seen- he thought, although the cock was still covered by the latex top and the faux leather pants. He wanted to do his best at getting the shepherd even more turned on, and even though every movement felt strange and awkward, he couldn’t not notice the pleased, lustful growls of the dominant every time he pulled his cheeks a little further apart and revealed more of his invitingly wet hole.


The shepherd finally couldn’t contain himself any longer. He slid his fingers under his latex top and pulled on it. The fabric clung so firmly and tightly to him, that the muscles in his arm and hands visibly flexed hard just to get it off his body. After a bit of struggling, he finally managed to free his member from under the rubber, and after also getting rid of his pants, the full length of the furry cock was finally visible.


It looked so perfect and impressive, one might have thought it was only a well-made plastic sheath manufactured to look like an idealized version of a real cock, but the pulsating veins and the precum dripping from the tip made it all the more obvious that this was the real deal. The dick stood perfectly straight without a curve, rock hard, and twitching violently: just the perfect treat for an eager virgin ass. The fuzzy pair of musky brown balls hung like two kiwis under the imposing instrument, visibly begging to release their loads. The unmistakably intoxicating smell of a sweaty crotch filled the room, which probably had plenty of time to develop under the airtight layers of latex and leather, and was now set free to linger and tickle the lewd pair’s noses.


Although Darryl wanted to be over this as fast as possible, he didn’t want to hurry the shepherd who seemed to be taking his sweet, sweet time admiring the weasel’s body all over. He climbed on top of the bottom, grabbing onto the fuzzy chest beneath him with both of his hands and tickling Darryl’s sensitive nipples, making him uncomfortably giggle and shift around on the bed. A long, slimy trail of saliva was left all the way from the weasel’s shaft to his neck as Kasper’s big, slimy tongue painted along the length of it.


“You have a stunningly beautiful body~” Kasper teased, forcing a few awkward smiles out of his partner, making him blush redder than a cherry in the process. He’d never received so many kind, sexy compliments in his life before, and his body had never been worshipped so eagerly by anyone, but he still couldn’t get his mind off the huge German Shepherd cock that continued to drip with precum all over him and begged ever more impatiently to finally get what it wanted.


The pent up canine couldn’t contain himself for much longer, and after a last couple of affectionate licks all over the flustered weasel’s face, he finally leaned back and began to jerk his cock as his hips moved closer and closer to the inviting ass. Darryl, soaking and dripping with smelly dog slobber, puckered his hole extra tight upon feeling the sizeable tip push against his hole, and even though he knew that he should be doing exactly the opposite, he couldn’t possibly convince his brain to let any foreign object into his tight rectum. Not without putting up a fight, anyway. He squirmed loudly as the girthy member made its first attempts at entering him, only getting the tip of the head in at first, but already causing some discomfort.


“It’s okay sweetheart~” Kasper cooed in a calming tone, affectionately stroking the belly of his stressed out partner. “Just relax… You can hold my hand if you want~”


Without saying a word, Darryl grabbed onto the dominant’s rubbery hand and held it tight, closing his eyes and trying his very best to relax himself down there. He thought of the freedom that would await him outside of the factory, he thought of all the nice things this horny shepherd had done for him. He owed this to him.


After a few more patient, but increasingly horny attempts, Kasper finally managed to get a reasonable length of his penis into the tail hole. It was probably the tightest anal he’d ever experienced, which wasn’t surprising considering the size difference. In comparison, it was like he was trying to shove an entire baseball bat into his ass, and that was something he definitely wouldn’t be able to do. The weasel visibly struggled; even if he managed to completely relax himself for a few seconds, the size difference simply made it impossible for him not to feel too tight, but he still heroically managed to get more and more of the shepherd’s length into his body. Soon enough, they were already halfway there, and although it hurt a little bit, it wasn’t nearly as bad as he imagined it to be.


They held each other’s hands tight as another few centimeters made their way into the tail hole. For a few seconds, Darryl had to clench his teeth to get through the initial discomfort of having his guts expanded more than ever before, when suddenly, his eyes opened and his lips slightly parted in what felt like a heavenly revelation. The tip of the penis had reached his small prostate and rubbed gently against it, filling his entire abdomen with a strangely pleasurable feeling that he’d never felt before in his entire life.


Pain mixed with pleasure is something he never thought he would enjoy, but the mind works in mysterious ways. Another inch down, the weasel finally released the hand that he gripped so tightly and slowly lowered it down to the bed. He didn’t say a word, only panted out a couple of airy moans as he looked at the shepherd’s face with emotions that he could not fully understand. But he didn’t need to understand anything. The pleasure started taking over the pain.


The weasel’s tight hole squelched beautifully as Kasper explored the depths of the tight, virgin guts that had never seen and would probably never see such girth inside of them again. The warm, wet feeling sent shivers up his spine and the occasional little clenches around his length made him have to pull further out just to prevent an early orgasm. Once the shepherd reached a depth in the ass that he was comfortable with, he began to thrust back and forth, watching with a wide smile as his small partner finally let go of his stress and gave himself entirely to the pleasure. Quiet, careful moans left both of their mouths, synchronizing with each thrust in and out. Every once in a while they made eye contact, before closing their eyes again to let the pleasure take over all of their senses.


Plap, plap, plap…


The German Shepherd’s lap slapped loudly against the weasel’s ass every time his cock dug deep into the tight, virgin guts. They were at full length now; he couldn’t shove his member further in if he tried, and his sizable balls were already slapping away at the furry butt. Admittedly, Darryl’s hole got a little less tight over time as his insides relaxed and began taking up the shape of the girthy cock, but that didn’t curb the pleasure of the shepherd one bit. He grabbed onto the hips of his bottom and put his whole body weight on it, and watched as a very slight, yet certainly visible bulge was starting to form on the wall of the belly right where the dick went in and out of his body.


As he slowly managed to relax his muscles, Darryl started to enjoy the session even more. The anal started off with a lot of pain and a little pleasure, but as time went on, those roles seemed to be drastically reversed; though he still hissed up in discomfort after a particularly strong and unexpected thrust, he couldn’t help but moan louder and louder from the overwhelming pleasure that flooded his dizzy, disoriented mind every time the penis rubbed against his prostate.


It didn’t take very long for his own little member to start standing up too. Although laughably small compared to the canine’s mighty instrument- even taking their overall size difference into account- it still boasted a nice, hard erection, its red tip poking out from under the fuzzy fur coat of the excited little weasel. It too dripped heavily just like his partner’s, painting his crotch and belly with a shiny, slimy coat of salty pre-ejaculate.


Darryl began to feel the kind of exciting, heart-racing tingling that he felt every time he jerked off alone in his bed. He hadn’t ejaculated in any other way in his life before- didn’t even think it was possible to do so without his penis rubbing against something- yet the intoxicating sensation of being pushed towards the edge flooded him, just like it did when his hands sped up and he prepared to shoot his load. This time, it was a little different: it seemed to originate from the depths of his ass and only seemed to get stronger when his swollen, eager prostate was rubbed by the girthy cock.


“Oh, oh fuck…” He panted out, feeling as every single muscle in his stomach contracted at the wonderful feeling. It wasn’t only a different kind of pleasure… It was better. He wanted to grab onto his penis and stroke it until he orgasmed, but the shepherd gently guided his hand back onto the bed; this was something he had to experience without the hands.


“My gaaaaahhdd….” He moaned out louder than either of them had moaned leading up to that point, watching in awe as his tiny little penis stood straight up and began squirting a big, watery load all over the two of them. It felt amazing, making his head spin and his whole body run out of breath. He grabbed onto the sheets beneath him and closed his eyes, opening his maw wide and letting his brain melt away at the overwhelming pleasure of his first hands-free anal orgasm.


Needless to say, the pent up shepherd only got hornier at the sight of his partner’s full body orgasm. He sped up his pace, grabbing tightly onto the weasel’s hips to help him keep up with the pace. He panted and grunted like a maddened beast, clenching his teeth together before the familiar, floaty feeling of cumming took over him as well. He howled blissfully at the feeling of filling up his small partner’s insides with delicious, thick cream, and it just kept coming for several more thrusts, as if he had unlocked an infinite fountain of cum inside of his balls.


Darryl’s head slumped down onto the pillow with exhaustion, and Kasper leaned against the bed to keep his balance after the disorienting experience. He kept his member in for as long as it kept any sort of an erection, only pulling out once it was soft and limp and no longer leaked out leftover semen into the invitingly gaping hole. He rubbed his soft penis against the weasel’s fluffy feet to rub off any excess semen before putting up the battle with his unnecessarily tight suit to get his instrument back under the company-issued latex uniform, which was admittedly a lot easier to do now that his cock was only a fraction of the size it was before.


“Thanks for that, darling~” He looked at his partner with an affectionate smile on his face and massaged the bottom’s thighs for a little bit to help readjust his insides after the heavy session. “I’ll do everything that I can for you.”


“Ugh… Thanks~” The weasel said his first words since the moment he lost his virginity. He was still trying to process what just happened and felt as his gaping hole slowly shrunk back close to its original size, though it would probably never be as tight as it once was. He smiled back at the shepherd- this time with a genuine smile.


He didn’t know if he was more thankful for the session, the promise of getting him out of there, or simply the fact that the smoking hot man just called him his darling but one thing was for sure: he was starting to fall in love. Although the pleasant waves of his orgasm had already worn off, the butterflies in his stomach still remained, and his face was just as bright red as it was when his virgin hole was first touched by the tip of Kasper’s dick. He silently mouthed the officer’s name as he watched him leave the room, followed by a pained sigh upon watching him close the door. He didn’t care if it was possible, or even real love at all, but he didn’t care anymore; he knew he would fall asleep that night thinking about the dog’s face, the dog who saved his life.