Housepets! Afterdark	
- Chapter 4 -	

	

	

 Do you know that feeling when you wake p and have no idea where you are, or what is going on at all? That was exactly how Joey felt when he lazily opened his eyes, staring at the unknown ceiling above his head. He didn’t remember his doghouse looking like that, nor could he explain the heavy, thick smell in the air that somehow made his crotch itch with irresistible feeling of need that just wouldn’t go away.
 Trying not to think about the irritating, but mainly awkward sensation, his eyes desperately searched the room for a reasonable distraction. His tired hues finally met something he knew, or rather, someone – the small, fuzzy and incredibly cute looking grey mouse, Squeak, was resting on his chest, still wrapped around in the imaginary blankets of sleep. She looked so innocent and adorable in her sleep, it was as if her subjective beauty multiplied when she was calmly coursing through the sea of dreams. As he watched his unusual partner, memories finally started coming back to his lazily awakening mind, the thick, confusing fog slowly retreating down as if following the damp waters of sleep that he had evicted from his mind. The soft sofa which almost acted like an parody on soft sands, sucking him in almost as effectively as the hazardous surface would grew vaguely familiar as his awareness gathered as much of his returning memories as it could.

 The charred wicks peeking out of the sweet smelling wax formed into small candles didn’t look all that unknown anymore either, let alone that peculiar round bulge on that small, black silk covered table. He didn’t even have to look out of the window to know that a gentle sight of awakening nature would greet him, and that attractive thought only pushed his freshly awake body off of the couch.

 Or rather, it would push him off if he wasn’t so helplessly sunk in that he could barely move. The mesmerizing, thick and strangely awkward air worked against the awaiting forest behind the window, urging him to stay in the delightfully comfortable position and do something about that thickening, hardening flesh that was rising to attention between his legs. 

 Joey was a rather eligible, but mainly shy Hound dog, but the enthralling flavour filling his nostrils was overpowering his manners rather quickly. Before the poor male even knew it, his hand was sneakily inching towards the forbidden nether region, his fingers extending, reaching for that pulsing warmth that almost screamed for attention, fuelled by the treacherous pheromones causing havoc within his inner self. His fingers were mere millimetres away from the dreaded goal, they were almost touching it – and then the mouse on his chest wiggled.

 The distraction flew through his mind like a bullet, shattering all the sensations, feelings and needs he felt a second ago, all of which crumbled into the cold shock that brought all of his attention on the almost too late distraction. Squeak opened one small eye, before curiosity sparkled in the small orb and the other lid lifted as well, the small rodent sitting up and staring onto his dumbfounded expression.

 “Good morning.” she said with a high pithed voice, a streak of humour in her tone as she didn’t quite understand the reason for his shocked expression but explained it to herself in some sort of a funny way. Even if the dog was forced to say just how much he was glad that she didn’t investigate the reasons behind it further, he would never find enough words to come even near to how he felt. Awkwardly, he put on a stupid, warm smile and covered his rather chilled centre of lust with his fluffy appendage that normally flailed around as it seemingly had nothing better to do. At least it served a very important purpose now, to him at least.

 “Morning, honey.” Joey then said in his sweetest voice, painfully slowly pushing his way back on track – and clumsily at that. “Slept well?” he added, desperately pushing the conversation forward to give his restrained maleness time to retreat back to where it belonged. Thankfully, Squeak once again proved that she was quite tolerant, or she was just either very sleepy still, or in a very good mood, as she followed in his act and swiftly responded to his demarcated question.

 “I slept great. How about you? What is it like to sleep on a sofa made of quick sands of cloth?” she asked jokingly in return, grinning up at the dog with a sheepish smile. He laughed and grinned as well, his look toothy and much more relaxed than before. He was almost back there again! “It was… Very comfortable.” he then told her, pausing for a little bit while he spoke to find the right word. “It is so comfortable in fact that I don’t know if I’ll manage to ever get out of here, though.” he then added with a laugh, sticking his pink, wet tongue out at his lover.

 “Well, you’d better start trying right now then, we have a great adventure in front of us.” she reminded him, pouting in return. As if he had forgotten! She then sniffed the air a bit and looked around, her gaze stopping as she looked off to the left. “And the air here is so heavy that I will probably suffocate if we don’t leave soon enough.” she then added playfully, with a barely noticeable hint of dismay in her voice. Or might it be jealousy?

 It wouldn’t be without reason if it was. After all, the source of the troubling scent was no one else that the female Labrador retriever, their trusted companion who was unfortunately in heat at such a critical time. And since her mate, the large Grey Wolf had decided to apparently help her with her problem while the others were asleep, the scents of their play hung heavily in the room. They still were in a rather outrageous position, though thankfully all of the naughty bits were covered by nothing else but their own bodies. As he looked at the two again the pheromones of a female in the heat had hit him at their fullest again, and suddenly he found himself wishing that the air would be as – and only – choking as Squeak had called it.

 “Yeah, let’s go outside – I wanted to look how an awakening forest looks like anyway.” he agreed with her with masked sourness in his voice, hasting the leave as much as he could, before that lust fuelled monster rises again.

***
 He was expecting something pretty, but the sheer gorgeousness they were greeted with by far exceeded anything that he could even picture in his mind. Astonished, he just stood in the doorstep, his partially widened irises scanning the beautiful sight, trying to memorize the fleeing image the best he could.
 There weren’t words to describe the magnificence of the awakening forest. The healthy leaves on the trees, the strongly brown branches, the deeply green grass and the freshly coloured flowers – they all were sprinkled with water that the morning dew offered, the tiny drops shimmering like small diamonds under the gentle, orange light with which the sun stroked the forest, as if gently coaxing it out of its sleep with its warm light.

 Birds, nestled high in the crowns of the trees were celebrating the beautiful morning with their cheerful, melodic singing, even an occasional squirrel jumped from a branch to branch, looking like a blur of orange and brown fur between all the profound green. An amused smile had played over his lips as he wondered if it possibly could be the same squirrel from yesterday, but there were surely more of them around than just that one single little critter.

 Absorbed in the stunning nature, the city dog walked a few steps from the house, sitting down on the wet and slightly cold grass growing all around it. It seemed to him that the grass was just as soft as the comfortable cushions he slept on were, though that most likely was just due to the amazement that had held him in its hold ever since he opened the wooden door.

 Squeak, still nestled atop his head, was in a state much similar to his. She just stared at the wonderful surroundings that seeped with welcoming aura, enthralled by the whole atmosphere surrounding them both. They just wanted to sit there forever, watch the sun rise and then carefully climb back down into hiding once again. They wanted to see the light hit the colourful word from every possible angle and with every possible shade, but alas, there only was so much time to watch the sunrise.

 “Beautiful, isn’t it?” a voice suddenly came from behind them, forcefully tearing them out of their trance. Blinking, Joey looked over his shoulder, only to meet the black furred feline with his gaze. He didn’t know how long she stood behind them because he didn’t hear her come at all, and she had apparently managed to be this sneaky even with a tray full of cups with coffee and bread with honey.

 The dog just smiled weakly to her, not even bothering to ask how she managed to get behind them like that, he had just blamed her soft legs and cat nature for it – it would probably be the answer he’d get anyway. “It is gorgeous.” the mouse then suddenly replied for him, smiling up at the cat with much more energy. “I haven’t seen anything like this before either.” Joey then finally spoke as well, watching as Sabrina sat down next to them and laid the tray beside them on the ground.

 There actually were just two mugs filled with the richly smelling liquid. When the feline caught his confused expression, she had looked back at the house knowingly, turning back to him with a grin. “I want to give those two one more hour of sleep, I’m pretty sure that they’ll need it.” she then explained with a laugh, playfulness resonating through her tone, perfectly matching the flavour of the matter that kept them still in bed in the first place. “And no one likes cold coffee in the morning.”

 “True.” Joey agreed, his cheeks flushing a bit as the feline so delicately danced around the shameful matter. He took a slice of bread and stuffed a bit of it into his maw, as if using it as excuse to stay quiet. He wasn’t good at talking about something this awkward to him. Sabrina liked things her way though, so she just blatantly ignored his gesture and continued the discussion with an intrigued smile.

 “So, how long have you been together?” she asked with a grin, leaning forward a bit as she held her mug between her paws. Luckily for him, Squeak took care of answering that, as he was still chewing on his bread. “It’ll be three years soon.” she said with a somewhat proud smile – and so the classic girls’ talk begun, though to Joey it seemed more like an interrogation in disguise. It seemed like that there was a tiny bit more of interest in Sabrina’s expression than it was healthy, and even though her questions were still quite common (“Where did you meet?” was amongst the ones that followed right after the first one), he couldn’t help it but think that she was asking for a bit different reason than just out of curiosity.

 It almost seemed like she was jealous about some part of their relationship, or that she might have known him even before they had met here – but that obviously wasn’t possible! She was just too supportive, and he was looking at from the wrong angle. Joey smiled and listened to their chatter, having convinced himself about the feline’s intentions. He just finished his bread and sipped on his coffee, sharing both with the mouse with drastically smaller requirements.

 The discussion had ended as abruptly as it had begun. When they were almost done with their breakfast, the door to the house opened – and this time, Joey heard it clearly. Maybe it was because they weren’t moved by a cat, but by a groggy, large wolf.

 “Morning!” he told them and grinned, Daisy’s head poking from behind his shoulder with a grin. She had greeted them all as well, to which they all happily replied – Joey did so maybe too happily, all this talk about relationships was a bit out of his comfort zone.  Sabrina took off with a warm smile to prepare breakfast for the late couple as well, and she was soon back, treating them both with the same meal they had a moment ago. Thankfully, they didn’t talk much while they ate, so the Hound dog could return to watching the nicely lit forest once more.

***
After the light breakfast, Sabrina took all the dishes and headed into the house to get ready to leave, letting the party outside enjoy the last moments of the beautiful morning. They all just sat there and watched the nature with wide smiles, Daryl and Daisy leaning against each other with their arms wrapped around their shoulders. Joey was left with just his beloved Squeak on the top of his head, though he was used to it – and besides, it will probably be all different as soon as they get their task done.

 When the black feline returned, she was accompanied by the mighty Pomeranian. She gave them all a big smile and wished them all good luck on their journey – and then, they all departed. With Sabrina on the front as she knew the way, Daryl and Daisy followed close behind, while Joey took the point. It might not necessarily be his decision, but he never was the leader type of a dog.

***
 It didn’t take that long and the journey had gone from a relaxing trip through the forest to climbing steep hills and trying not to fall down from cliffs that would result in a certain death. Suddenly, Joey was very glad to actually be the last one in the group, and Squeak was even gladder to sit on top of his head than walk that herself.

 “So, is this what the Spirit Dragon meant by the dangerous adventure?” the Hound dog asked from behind, he had to almost yell so his voice would reach the cat in the very front of the group – it was windy a lot, which didn’t help them keep their balance at all.

 “No! This is nothing compared to what we will have to go against when we actually get into Jinx’s hideout!” Sabrina replied, pretty much crushing Joey’s hopes. His ears drooped a bit and he started to question if he can even make it, but Daryl turned around and gave him a big smile.

 “Don’t feel bad. I am used to long walks and such, but this is far harder than a trip I’ve ever took part of.“ the large wolf admitted, carefully turning his gaze to his feet as he followed the agile feline close behind. He was used to a lot, but not climbing along mountains. And indeed, his motions were careful and a bit clumsy, and Daisy had quite some problems as well. Only the cat still walked steadily and in her elegant, almost nonchalant fashion.

 It turned out that the path wasn’t going to get any less dangerous; in fact, it pretty much kept getting worse. Since they had to take it slow, they’ve decided that they won’t stop for small breaks, to get to the hideout as soon as possible. Luckily, despite the relative haste, no one was unlucky enough to fall.
 Abruptly, they came to a dead end. The path had finally widened into a small plain instead of being just that small path along the mountain they were used to, but all they’ve seen was a large bush to their right – and a seemingly infinite pit to the left, which made the trees on the ground seem like tiny pins.

 “Are you sure we went the right way?” the wolf asked the feline, rubbing the back of his head and looking around the desolate place. Daisy sat down on the ground and looked around as well – she wished there was at least wonderful nature to look at like in the forest, but the hilltop looked desperately empty, save for the yellowish grass on the grounds that didn’t exactly lift the mood of the place much either.

 Joey laughed though; finally it was time for him to do something useful as well! Grinning, he walked to the bush, followed by everyone’s confused gaze. He spread the thick branches and stepped between them – and then he was gone. Sabrina was sitting as she thought about what she did wrong as well, though she jumped back to her feet just as soon as the dog and mouse disappeared, alarmed by his sudden absence. Was he okay? Were they already in Jinx’s territory after all?!

 Joey’s brown head poked out of the bush moments later though, and he gave them all a wide grin. “Just as I thought, the cave is hidden behind the bush! So primitive.” he said proudly, again thankful to his D&D sessions, which surprisingly enough taught him stuff he thought he’d never use. Who believed in dragons, or evil magicians hidden in secret caves, anyway?

 The feline suddenly blushed, looking away from him. “Of course! I was just about to say that.” she commented, desperately trying to secure her position as the leader. Before she could even say anything again though, both Squeak and Joey were gone again. Sighing, she shrugged to the others and gave them a nod, signalling them to follow her through the bush.

***
 The cave was dark. Of course, that was not much of a problem for the party, though it did leave Joey blind for a moment. He stopped, and unable to see anything, he just waited for his eyes to adapt. As he stood there motionlessly, the bush behind him rattled as another person forced her way behind him – and as Sabrina emerged from the tangle of leaves and branches, she had accidentally bumped into him.

 Yelping, he stumbled forward – and his eyes finally gathered enough light, just in time for him to notice the small ceiling and protect his head with his paws. The entrance was not only narrow, but it was also really small. “Sorry!” the feline then apologized with a worried look, before she pushed him forward since there was nothing else she could do to get forward. As they went deeper into the cave, Daisy slipped in the next, leaving the large wolf for last. He had the most trouble with fitting in, though he managed – and to his relief, the tunnel widened drastically as they went onward.

 They must’ve been on the top of the mountain, because there were some places with holes in the ceiling, letting rays of light slip through – or was it just Jinx’s work? Maybe they weren’t that high at all. Be it how it was, the light didn’t reveal a pretty sight. Daisy shuddered as she saw countless spiders fleeing into the darkness as they sensed them come, most of the ceiling and walls covered with thick webs. There was some beauty to the stalagmites, but all the web and moss made it hard for them to admire. The overall coldness, dampness and a mysterious, somewhat menacing noise coming from afar made them rather anxious than anything else.

 “Careful!” Sabrina suddenly warned, once more taking the lead as soon as the cave had allowed her to get in front of the dog. She was now standing completely still, with her right hand held up, as to signal them to stop as well. Joey’s curiosity was raging within him since they entered the cave though – he could probably be more curious than the feline alone - and instead of following her suggestion, he walked right next to her – and nearly fell straight into a black pit.

 Gasping, he took a step back. His eyes were wide as he looked into the bottomless chasm that was opening in front of him like an enormous maw of a threatening monster. It was so big that it forced them to continue left instead of going straight – and then it was the cliff climbing all over again. Lined up, they walked on the thin path, listening as the booming hum was getting louder with each step. And when they turned a corner, they saw an enormous waterfall that could very well compete with the gorge it flown into with its size.

The seemingly dark water just fell down into the pit; he couldn’t even see it hitting the surface of the river below. Now that he thought about it, they saw a smallish river on their way up, just from a distance – but he had no idea it would have such a colossal spring, let alone it would be situated in the cave they needed to get into.

 “I told you to be careful.” the feline repeated with a hint of malevolent satisfaction when she saw his shocked face, her tail moving from side to side as a grin played over her lips. Joey grumbled and pouted back at her, so she just patted his back to show that she didn’t really mean it. The rest of the group was much more careful than him, so they thankfully managed to stay on the ground.

 The only sign of civilization in the cave was a long, weary looking rope bridge with the other side disappearing somewhere into the darkness. Though that wasn’t much of a convincing sign either, as it looked so old that it could fall apart any minute – and they couldn’t even see where it ended. The canines all looked at each other, but Sabrina was already on the bridge.

 “Stay here, I’ll go look if it is safe.” she said devotedly, stepping from a plank to another with her light feet, the old, rotting wood covered with moss barely even making a sound. Graciously, she sneaked into the darkness, and since the bridge wasn’t even moving from her weight, they didn’t even know if she was still there or not.

 Just when they were getting worried, her voice came from another side, with numerous echoes closely accompanying it. “I am on the other side! Make sure to cross the bridge only one at a time, the wood doesn’t look like it can take much!” she warned them. She didn’t say anything about the ropes though – and they almost looked even worse.

 Then they looked at each other again, before they all scanned the untrustworthy looking bridge. The more they looked, the more tiny cracks they saw on the wet, decaying planks that made the base. And the jagged ropes… No, they didn’t want to walk on that alone, in complete darkness on top of that. But Sabrina’s words seemed rational, so Daryl pushed Daisy forward a bit, planting a kiss on her forehead before he let her go.

 “You go first, love.” he said and smiled, giving her one last push. Unwillingly, she made a worried face at him, her tail motionless by her leg. She then looked at Joey and Squeak still nestled atop his head – that was right, they were here for their friends! And they weren’t going to back down now! Not even if it meant crossing a very dangerous looking bridge.

 Encouraged, Daisy nodded with a faint smile and took the first step, gripping the rope on each side tightly. The wood creaked and the ropes groaned under the pressure, but they held out – for now. Holding their breath, all of the friends on the shore watched the female Retriever carefully take one step after another, the cranky bridge swaying from side to side with each small motion. The wood looked bad, but it didn’t break. The ropes looked even worse… but they didn’t break either.

 Daryl felt his heart beating somewhere in his throat as his beloved mate disappeared into the darkness, the only signs of her still walking being the creaking of the wood and ropes. Her hasty, scared breath was audible all the way on his spot, and it made him painfully anxious. He felt so helpless and afraid – and then it happened.

 The wood broke with a loud crack, followed by a shocked, high pitched yelp. The bridge swayed violently from side to side, the ropes protesting with their weak noises, some of the tiny fibres it was made of tearing apart right in front of his very eyes.

 “Daisy!” he yelled, scared out of his mind. He didn’t know what to do. The bridge certainly didn’t look safe enough for him to run across, let alone walk – and he didn’t hear Daisy hit the water either, thankfully.

 “I’m okay!” she suddenly yelled, the bridge swaying again as she apparently climbed back up somewhere in the darkness. “One of the planks broke and my leg fell through. It’s okay.” she reassured them with a shaky voice, the creaking noises returning with a similar pattern as before – and they all hated it already.

 The wolf sighed in relief a bit, but he truly relaxed only when the Labrador called again, informing them that she was safely on the other side as well. “You’re next.” Daryl then suddenly said, patting Joey’s shoulder. “Be careful and watch your step.” he told him, Daisy’s scream still echoing in his ears.

 Joey gulped and nodded, inching closer to the bridge. He didn’t trust the structure at all before, but after what happened to Daisy, he was afraid even more. Still, he would see this through – and something trivial like an old rope bridge won’t stand in his way!

 And it didn’t. One step after another, he started the anxious journey. And the sound was back again. Creak, creak, creak. He wanted to hold his ears so he wouldn’t have to listen to it, but holding onto the ropes seemed like a much better idea. Creak, creak, creak. Then he suddenly fell through the hole that Daisy left there.

 It wasn’t like he wouldn’t listen to Daryl’s advice, but it was hard to look down when all that separated you from a neck breaking fall was a plank of wood that could break any minute. And on top of that, he had just discovered that he hated heights. Still, it wasn’t as bad as that sound clawing at his nerves; it was back as soon as he managed to step over that gap. And again, and again – he was sure that the sound will haunt him in his nightmares for at least a few nights to come.

 Finally, the shore had emerged from the darkness, and the anxiously waiting Daisy and Sabrina on it. Sighing in relief when he stepped on the nicely solid stone, he turned around and called to Daryl: “I’m on the other side too! Now it’s just you!” he told him, and they all patiently waited. Listening to that damn sound. Creak, creak, creak.
 The sounds stopped for a while as he had to make a larger step over the gap – and instead of the hated sound’s return, another loud crack took its place. There was a gasp and a thud – and the bridge swayed like never before.

 “Daryl!” Daisy cried out, about to jump on the bridge, but Sabrina held her back, holding the flailing and wiggling Labrador close. She screamed and did her best to get free, but she wouldn’t let go. Even Sabrina didn’t have four arms though, and before she could even say anything, she had Squeak on her head and Joey was already running across the bridge. Running across the very bridge that broke even under the gentle and careful walk.

“What are you doing?! Stop!” the feline yelled, but it was too late, Joey was gone already. The bridge shook, and at least three more planks broke under his feet as he ran – but he never stumbled enough to fall. When he reached Daryl, he saw the wolf hanging from the bridge, holding only onto the rope by the side – the planks were completely gone. He leaned closer and grabbed his thick arm, trying to pull the large wolf up – and then the protesting ropes broke.

***
 Daisy’s ear tearing cries still resonated in the dimly lit cave. The feline was struggling to keep the dog in check; she was flailing so hard that they would fall into the pit both if Sabrina wasn’t careful enough. Slowly dragging her away from the edge, she tried to soothe her with her words, but the canine just wouldn’t listen. Her soothing was made much harder, since she had a mouse on her head that was in a similarly raving state, calling out for Joey with her high pitched, squeaking voice. She thankfully didn’t try to jump off the head though; she knew full well that she wasn’t able to swim.

 Daisy just wouldn’t listen to anything she said though – until the cat stilled down, and after a little moment, gave her a reassuring, warm smile. The canine slowed down a bit, focusing all her attention on her with a hopeful look, thrown off tracks by her warm expression.

 “They’re both fine, don’t worry. They aren’t even hurt. They fell into the water and it must’ve washed them out on the shore.” she said with absolute certainty in her voice, Daisy finally stopping her mad flailing as well. She looked at her with her teary, yellow eyes, her ears perking up to the extent the floppy extensions could.

 “H-How…. How do you know?” she asked shakily, looking back at the broken bridge with a horrified expression. She was shaking; the thought of losing her mate shocked her to the core. Sabrina just wrapped her arms around her in a gentle, consoling hug, stroking over her back for a while to make her better.

  “I can detect life, and I feel both Daryl and Joey are fine, with no injuries. They’re just unconscious, but since they’re on the shore, there is really no risk…” she started, but even before she was able to continue, Daisy wiggled herself out of the hug with surprising energy.

 “We have to hurry then! We have to get to them before someone else does! …Like Jinx!” she exclaimed, running straight into the dark cave that was the only way forward from their point. Sabrina sighed, her tail swishing a bit in irritation – but she ran after her to catch up. She was right, they had to hurry. Who knew where Jinx was hiding? Squeak couldn’t take sitting around anymore either, and with a large leap, she landed on the ground and ran right beside her – she was surprisingly fast, for her small size.

***

 And here was that feeling again. Waking up to confusion wasn’t all that unusual to Joey anymore, but this seemed like something on a whole new level. Sure, opening your eyes only to find out that he was in a house he didn’t remember was odd enough, but when what he saw wasn’t another unknown ceiling, rather than wet stone, he knew that something was seriously wrong.

 Humming was filling his ears from a distance, reminding him of the waterfall that was near the bridge. Near that stupid bridge that broke. He cringed at the horrid memory of falling, now that he thought about it, he had no idea what had actually knocked him out. It surely was not the landing into the water, he was able to remember that – but after that… there was nothing.

 “Daryl?” he asked quietly, with worry shaking his voice. He hoped his wolf friend was okay, after all he went through it would surely be deserved – but he had no idea this was just the beginning. Just then he realized that he was sitting on the ground, with his hands behind his back. How could he possibly fall asleep like that? He tried to move, but to his horror, his limbs wouldn’t respond. They not only were somehow really weak, but they met incredible resistance on their way to move, staying locked in place next to each other. Just then he had looked down and noticed his legs tied with a thick rope, it was immediately clear that his hands were tied like that as well. And that he didn’t fall unconscious on his own, but someone had knocked him out.

 “Daryl!” he tried again, his voice a bit stronger now – but still, the strange dryness in his throat made it difficult to speak for him. Shaking, he tried to wiggle his way out of the bindings, but it was no use, they were so tight that the blood circulation was nearly cut off. He wanted to scream, but he couldn’t. He felt like he’d tear his lungs apart if he did. How could he end up like this, after they all got so far? So close to their goal?

 “I’m here.” a familiar voice tiredly responded, calming the Hound dog at least a little bit. He sighed in relief and twisted his head in the wolf’s direction – even that action hurt for some reason, his muscles were sore as if he was working out the whole day. It was even worse because he never did that even for five minutes.

 At last, he was able to catch a glimpse of the large canine in the corner of his eye. Wiggling himself on the ground, he was able to turn at least enough to get better view at his friend. He sat on the ground much like he did, with his arms tied behind his back. He struggled as well, his muscles tensing under his thick fur, but it was all in vain. He was clearly exhausted and sore too, what had happened to them both?

 When the wolf realized that trying to tear the ropes won’t solve anything, he looked at the dog. His expression was tired, worried and frustrated all at the same time. “You okay?” he then asked, still trying to break free, though he knew already it wasn’t going to work.

 “Yeah… I don’t think I’m hurt in any way. I just feel really… beat up, for some reason.” he said, drooping his ears a bit. “Could be from hitting the water, that hurt pretty bad, didn’t it?” he said, attempting to laugh – but only a pained gasp came out, as his muscles were so sore to do even that.

 “You poor little thing.” a bitter comment came in response, though Daryl’s maw didn’t move one bit. The voice didn’t sound like it belonged to him either, it was much more feminine – and it wasn’t someone he knew. It didn’t come exactly from his direction either, though it wasn’t far. It was actually scarily close, as if the unknown person was right next to them the whole time.

 And indeed, the shadows seemed to stir a little bit, and a silhouette emerged forward. The first thing that they could make out were the large, pointy ears and a feminine figure. The ears were so long that there was no way it was a feline, so it was safe to assume they were looking at a female canine. As she stepped forward, the dim light had revealed her attributes. She was covered with silky, really good looking dark brown fur from head to toe. Her long snout fit the ears perfectly, making it clear that she had to be a jackal.

 Her proportions were almost ridiculous, in a way that was by no means funny. She looked so gorgeous that it was almost surreal, her hips were large and round, and her chest was twice as much of that. To Joey’s shame, he found his eyes soon slipping down from her face to the much more attractive parts of her body, there was just something about her that made it impossible to look away. And she looked so good…

 He felt his mind quickly clouding with mesmerized thoughts, sudden and unknown lust and pleasure seeping somewhere into the mix as well. And that was just by looking, she was so sexy that it was intimidating. By the time his eyes went over her rather powerful belly, he was so lost that he didn’t even think it was weird that she sported a pair of balls between her legs, with an inconspicuous shaft above them. The balls were everything but that though, they were much larger than Daryl’s – let alone his – by a lot. He could only imagine how beautiful and large her member must be, if she sported such assets already. And while the remains of his fragile mind screamed in horror and flailed at the unthinkable course his mind was taking, his body was already showing excitement from the gem amongst gems standing in front of him. He had completely forgotten about Squeak, or about his wolf friend next to him, who was in a state very similar to his. He didn’t even notice that one of the small flasks on her collar was missing. He didn’t even notice the strange smell filling the air, because he was overtaken by it already.

 Jinx looked down at his dreamy expression, a victorious grin spreading her lips as arrogance burned in her unusually coloured eyes. It was one of the side effects of the potion that she took, but a strange eye colour was something she was willing to trade for the pheromones that were irresistible to anything male nearby.

 “That’s much better.” she said in a sweet, seductive tone when she reached down, pulling his head up with only a single finger against his chin. “Much better than that sad, sad look.” she commented, examining his face for a moment, his eyes wide and full of amazement. She then crouched in front of him, giving him a wide, heartless smile – and the same smile looked like a loving expression in his horribly confused mind.

 “Now, tell me, sweetheart. What brings someone as cute as you here, hm?” she asked sweetly, leaning forward to him a little bit, almost whispering the words into his ear. He shivered at the sensation of her hot breath against his face, and he was immediately wishing she’d lean even closer, so he could touch her lips… “With a large wolf following you around on top of that?” she then added when he wasn’t responding, knowing too well that they both could hear her more than well enough.

 “We were…” Daryl sighed out, breathing heavily as if he was inhaling as much of that mesmerizing scent as he could. He was jealous of Joey, so jealous… Why didn’t someone as gorgeous as Jinx crouch close to him instead? He clearly deserved it more than that weakling. “We were exploring the cave.” he then tried to gain her attention again, thinking about something interesting he could say. “We heard that there was something very interesting here.” he then added with a hopeful grin, not even realizing that he was actually avoiding the truth, which was a good thing. He did it just because this sounded more likely to impress her than the fact that they went here to help someone.

 Jinx gave him a long, hard look, slowly shaking her head from side to side. “Bad wolf.” she said like a disappointed mother, Daryl’s grin quickly dropping from his lips. “Didn’t anyone teach you that you shouldn’t lie?” she added, turning her attention back to the Hound dog, who was feeling luckier and more superior than before. He was getting so much attention!

 “I can clearly smell a certain cat on both of you.” she continued, her beautiful face frowning with dismay. “Is Sabrina with you?” she then suddenly jumped to the point, scaring poor Joey away a bit. He didn’t like that frown on her face, it looked intimidating, and it didn’t suit her at all. He tried to put a smile back on her face, providing an answer.

 “She asked us to…” he started, before his voice gave out.  He felt like his tongue got stuck, and for some unknown reason, he wasn’t able to say what he was planning to. Instead, other words came to mind, and a distant sensation of someone else he supposedly loved flashed through his mind. He didn’t understand at all, he was confused.

 “Go on, dear.” the jackal encouraged him, rubbing him over his head with gentle motions. All the confusing thoughts of an unwanted mouse went away from his mind, and he was able to speak again. He didn’t even remember what he wanted to say though – so he just said what stayed in his mind the last.

 “She asked us to explore this cave.” he said in his dreamy tone, ignoring Daryl’s jealous growls. The astonishing jackal was so close to him that he could lick her if he leaned forward, but he was sincerely afraid that she might get mad at him if he did so and go to Daryl instead. He couldn’t let that happen! Instead, he decided to say more to stay more interesting.

 “The cat sent us to spy on you, Miss…” he continued, his voice slow as his breathing, his eyes still wide and delighted to the brim. Something had stirred in him again, and he decided to lie once more. Someone as wonderful as the jackal didn’t need to know that the pesky cat was here, what if she went off to search for her? Leaving him alone? He wouldn’t be able to live if that happened. And that petting…! “She didn’t go with us though. She was probably too afraid of you, M-Miss…” he then added with a wide, admiring smile, laughing quietly as he suddenly found the made up cowardice of Sabrina amusing. She was nothing in comparison to the jackal in front of him!

 Jinx laughed, amused by his praise. The potion was working better than she expected, and she got a rather satisfying answer out of him as well. She rubbed his head for a while longer, before her eyes slipped down on his hardening length. Yet another giggle slipped from between her lips, dragging her tongue over them right after that as the sight of the delicious flesh stirred the already waiting lust.

 Her petting hand slipped down from his head, going straight between his legs with sure motions. She gave his throbbing meat a tight squeeze, causing the dog to gasp and shudder in response. He looked at her with a hopeful expression, but his eyes drooped when she saw her pout and disappointed look. “Tch. So tiny…” she commented, stroking over the meat a little bit, before she let it go as she lost interest. “You’re cute though. I won’t discard you just yet.” she then added with a playful laugh, feeling the heat building up between her legs. It was time to play, and the sheer thought excited her more than anything else.

 She grabbed Joey by his collar, standing up and dragging him along with him. He had his eyes only for her, so he didn’t even react to the dragging in any reasonable way. Tugging him to the front, she managed to get him to his knees. If he was by his senses, he might be able to notice how scarily easily she had lifted him up with just one hand like he was a plain doll, but he was so deeply enthralled that he thought it only made sense she was so powerful.

 As he was kneeling in front of her, his head was right in front of her glorious balls, right in front of the beautiful view. A dark red canine head poked out of the shaft. It was large and thick, and that was only the bare tip! The cock emerged forward, climbing inch after inch proudly, thick as Joey’s fist at its base. It quickly outgrew his pathetic little member, standing proudly more than twice of his size. The ludicrously large dick was almost reaching to her equally over-endowed breasts, which wouldn’t be able to fit into any of the regular bra’s he knew the humans wore.  The pulsing, enormous meat was right in front of his snout, and the rich scent was almost better than the one in the air already.

 “Come on, cute boy. Don’t make me hurt you.” she said in such a sweet tone that her threat almost sounded like a compliment. He opened his maw hungrily, dragging his tongue across that amazing length from the very base to the tip, slurping all the generous pre that was already dripping down from it. He had swiftly followed her orders, unable to believe how lucky he was to lick something so tasty. It was so good that he immediately wanted more. It was as if the sweet scent had condensed into a taste that had its effects multiplied by ten. It was wonderful!
 Jinx had grabbed him by the fur on each side of his head, holding him steadily as he dragged his tongue over her beautiful shaft than she loved more than anything or anybody else, giving it at least a parody of the treatment it deserved. No, that certainly wasn’t enough, but she left him a bit more time to improve. All he did was just lap the pre though, licking over the hot flesh like it was some kind of an oversized popsicle.

 Sighing, she gripped his head more, pushing her round rump backwards. She waited for him to open his maw again in an anticipation of another lick, only to force her ridiculously thick tip right between his jaws. She didn’t even get halfway through and he was gagging already. Pushing back and forth, she at least rubbed against what she could; she didn’t want to outright choke him with her own cock, so she didn’t push it any further. It wasn’t like it would fit in his throat either anyway. He just wasn’t worthy of tasting her love to the fullest.

 “I am disappointed, sweetie.” she said, pulling her length out of his mouth and letting him breathe for a little while. “This isn’t working at all. And I was so looking forward to some fun.” she said with a sad voice of a child that didn’t get their toy, her ears drooping a little bit. It was all just an act though, after all, she was a master at that. She then shook her head slowly, sighing in mocked pity. “You can’t do anything right, you’re just not good enough.” she said, but just as she was about to throw him back to the ground, she got an idea.

 “But don’t worry, cutie. You’ll fix that in a minute. You’ll make sad Jinx happy again.” she told him, and surprisingly enough, he looked so delighted and hopeful that it was clear something as ridiculous was exactly the only thing he wanted. To make her happy. To be close to her again. To be close to that ludicrously nice cock. His delighted mind stumbled a bit when he heard her name for the first time, a dark stain making its way into the cloud of happiness. The name seemed bad for some reason, like there was something he had to do… But he couldn’t be bothered with something as trivial as that. He needed to make her happy. And he pushed the ugly stain out of his mind.

 And she was dragging him like he was made out of rags again. He just let her do so with a delighted expression, he was honoured to be carried around like that by her, even if it was by his collar. She brought him to a stone table in the middle of the room, pushing him onto it face first. The top was right in his waistline, so she had bent him over perfectly, pushing his chest against the stone as she had her hands on his shoulders. She grinned widely, looking at his tail that was already curling out of the way. The pucker revealed looked so tight…. Oh, that will feel great for her pretty love. At least the dog’s smallness was good for something.

 And she didn’t wait to imagine the tightness. She bluntly and outright just pushed forward, her enormous tip pressing on the virgin tunnel until it finally slipped in. Gasping, Joey groaned loudly and shuddered, the extreme tightness in his butt being something new and extraordinarily painful for him. As the shaft covered with all the saliva and pre slid mercilessly further, his mind became clearer in all the pain that had crashed onto him in waves, his clenching muscles trying to push that huge flesh out again. He suddenly felt much better, despite all the pain. He didn’t feel so sore anymore, and for some reason it seemed like there were no ropes anymore. He started to move. Jinx was right on top of him, she was so close! He had to catch her! But then, the pleasure from all the spreading came, and it was powerful. Much stronger than all the pain – and his mind was all but clear again.

 The worried look on Jinx’s face as she saw his hands moving a little had vanished, a pleased smile growing on her muzzle instead again. It felt so good, and so tight! She bathed in the wonderful sensation around her shaft as she forced more and more of it in, until her balls met his. It only showed how pathetically small they were.

 Joey was gasping, squirming – and moaning. He had already forgotten all the pain, and the remains that he was getting were easily overpowered by the insane pleasure that was driving him crazy. He moaned so loudly that he was almost screaming, begging for more. He wanted that beautiful length to move again, and the even more beautiful jackal with it. She stopped though, so he just enjoyed the feeling of being incredibly full like that, his muscles trying to adapt to the hugeness the best they could. The pheromones that were all around helped as well, they reduced the pain a lot. But it would come back later; he won’t be walking straight for some time for sure.

 Jinx looked over her shoulder, a pleased expression still residing on her cruel, but pretty muzzle. She loved the feeling of being gripped so tightly, and the thought of her ‘raping’ males with their own equipment made the whole thing so hilarious to her that she loved it even more. There was no one better than her, and if anyone thought otherwise, she will just literally fuck all the common sense into him. Her plan sounded so exciting, and the fact that she was already carrying it out made her even happier.

 “You, big guy.” she then called out to Daryl, who sat broken at the spot he was left at. He was ashamed and defeated that he was left alone while Joey got all the attention. If only there were no ropes, he would show him…! And he’d show the amazing jackal just how much better he was while he’d be at it as well!
 “Yes, you, wolf-butt.” Jinx repeated with a grin when he looked up, hope and excitement shining in his eyes when he heard her. “Come here, now.” she commanded, somehow managing to do so with her usual, sweet voice. “You’re going to make me happy as well. Oh so happy.” she said, lifting some of the illusion of his mind as she spoke.

 The mind was always like a toy to her. It was so easy to play with, and mostly, it was so much fun! She might not be the most powerful magician, but when it came to illusions, she had no match. Especially now that she had the collar, everything was going how she wanted it. It all worked so flawlessly that it made her laugh.  When she knocked those two fools falling from the broken bridge unconscious with her spell, she not only dragged them into this room, but she started to wrap their minds in a delicate web of deception and illusion. Sure, her gorgeous body was the same in reality, which was the result of her magic experiments – and which she was so proud of – but nothing else was. The overpowering pheromones were the work of the potion she drank shortly before they awoke. The ropes weren’t real either, they were just illusions.

 The mind was so easy to fool, the trick was just to know how. And she knew that all too well, and she had tons of practice. She convinced both Joey and Daryl that they were tied up and sore, and since they sincerely believed it, it was true to them. Their mind thought that the limbs couldn’t move because they were tied – so they couldn’t move. The muscles were told that they were weak, so they were. It was so easy… She could just as well make them believe their heart stopped beating, and it really would – but where would be the fun in that? This was much more entertaining, and enjoyable.

  Blinking in confusion, Daryl looked at his legs, moving his arms in front of himself. And just as soon as he realized that he wasn’t tied anymore, he sprung to his feet, running straight to the not-so-female jackal waiting with her cock wedged in his friend. But instead of the intent to capture her, his face was full of lust and pleasure. Friend? Joey wasn’t his friend. He took the beauty away from him for so long, of course he wasn’t his friend! But now, it was his chance. And just as soon as he saw Jinx’s tail lifting, and her encouraging wink, which was in a way an order as well, he ran right behind her, slamming his pre covered, hard cock between her dripping nethers.

 She let out a gasp and a groan, Joey yelping and moaning in response as the ludicrously enormous cock was moved around within him. Then Daryl groaned as well, because his own flesh was griped so hard that it almost seemed like her tunnel was made out of steel. She pouted a little at him, shaking her head.

 “You’re all so tiny… But this is a bit better than the cutie here, at least.” she said, pulling out of Joey a bit and pushing back into him with force, as if to motion to him in a very lewd way. The wolf within her was nothing amazing, but it would have to do. And it will, it will just take some time. A lot of time… One day might not be enough. It won’t be enough.

***

 The girls hurried through the dimly lit cave with one clear goal – to reach their lost friends, who had fallen down as the bridge broke. They didn’t know for how long they were running around in the labyrinth of sharp turns, dead ends and forking paths, the disorienting place completely robbed them of their sense of time as well. The only thing they knew was that they were taking long. Too long for Daisy and Squeak to be comfortable.

 Huffing in frustration, the canine in the front of the small group was taking turns left and right, having given up at trying any possible pattern long ago. They always ended up in either an empty room or a bunch of heavy rocks blocking the way further – so she thought it would make no difference if she turned at random. And her patience was already wasted; she’d rather break through the stone walls if she could.

 Sabrina didn’t have a chance to use either her magic or delicate thinking to their advantage, since the Labrador was running so fast that she didn’t have a choice but to follow her, getting separated in this maze would be probably the worst thing that could happen. When they reached the same room for the fifth time already, Daisy had just had it.

 “How is this even possible?!” she exclaimed, looking around the all too familiar narrow space. There was still enough light for them to see relatively well, even though the last source of sun they could remember was the one at the waterfall. The dim light in the corridors didn’t make much sense, but to Daisy, the whole labyrinth didn’t make any sense at all either.

 “We’ll find them eventually; we just have to find another way. We were walking in circles for the past… hour or so.” the feline said with the best soothing tone she could muster, taking a step towards the agitated female. She put a hand on her shoulder and looked into her eyes, but the dog just pushed her away and started pacing around again.

 “Another way?!” Daisy snapped, turning around in a circle as if she was looking for one right now. Her voice was shaking with stress; Sabrina’s attempt to calm her down had the exact opposite effect on her. She walked over to the nearest wall, breathing heavily. “There is no another way! We were everywhere!” she shouted, punching the stone with all the strength she had left, ignoring the fact that this would only hurt her.

 The odd thing was that it didn’t. There was no pain – and there was no resistance either. Yelping, the canine stumbled forward, pulled by her own kinetic energy as her fist literally went through the stone as if it was made of thin air. Unable to stop herself, she fell face first right onto that same spot, but before she could even put her hands forward to brace herself for impact, she just fell right through it.

 Sabrina just stood there, staring at the quickly disappearing dog as she fell through a rock solid wall in appearance, dumbfound to the point that she couldn’t even react. Surprisingly, Squeak was the first one to recollect herself. She was quiet most of the time while they ran through the confusing complex, and she didn’t let her anxiety show that much – so if it wasn’t for the little weight on the feline’s head, she’d forget all about her.

 She sprung from her resting spot, calling out for her female friend as she dove through the wall as well, and just like Daisy before her, she flew through it like it actually wasn’t even there. And much like the yelling Daisy, she was squealing soon too.

 Sabrina finally grabbed a hold of herself, but when she did, the two high pitched sounds were rapidly weakening, as if the both were getting further away. Fast. It took her a while to realize what was going on, but now she knew. The wall was just an illusion, and a very good one at that. She was afraid that there might be a pitfall right behind it, but when her friends were at risk, she didn’t care. More so, if there actually was a pitfall, she’d jump in even faster. She took a step back, and after closing her eyes, she dove forward as well.

***
 While what awaited her on the other side wasn’t a fall to her death, it was something very similar in nature. The floor under her feet was so steep and wet that she had no chance of a safe landing, even with all the rumours that were surrounding her and her feline cousins. A high pitched yelp rang through the unknown space for the third time as her feet slid and she hit her rump, through even that wasn’t enough to stop her dangerous fall. She was sliding down into the darkness as if she had jumped on some kind of a natural waterslide, her motion climbing to such speed that she hoped it would never end – she was sure that she wouldn’t survive the impact with the stones that were probably waiting for her at the bottom.

 Thankfully, the uncanny waterslide had no bumps that would try to break all her bones right on her way, and the mixture of the water and moss made for a relatively comfortable surface to slide on – though she’d probably prefer dying right now than to slide on something as disgusting as this was to her. Yelling, she sped through the tunnel, completely deafening herself with her own voice. Her heart was beating somewhere in her throat, and she was just waiting for a horrible end to this unwanted attraction.

 What came though was something much more reassuring. She saw a dim sphere of light that marked the exit of the crazy tunnel, and while mysterious and impossible like the lights in the labyrinth above, it was welcomed more than anything else. Well, the changing angle of the slide was probably reassuring even more, as it constantly grew more bearable, and before she was even ten metres from the almost blinding exit, her speed was decreased to something comparable to a relaxed sprint.

 She saw Daisy picking up the mouse and scrambling out of the way just in time for her to land. It was close, and if the Labrador took even a second more, she’d end up on her head instead. Still shaking, she put Squeak on her head as well and looked around. Sabrina didn’t think that the slide was that bad, but then she realized that Daisy must’ve slid through it head first. She shook just at the thought of that as well.

 “W-What…” the canine started, but she had to stop and take a deep breath to calm herself down. “What the hell was that?” she then asked, looking at the feline with a helpless expression of someone who experienced things defying the definite laws of nature. The cat picked herself up from the ground, trying to smear as much of the moss off of her fur as she could, her tail swishing from side to side in discomfort. She then gave up though and focused on her friend, there were more pressing things at hand than the look of her body.

 “That was an illusion.” she said, surprised by how shaky her voice sounded. She thought that she had managed herself better than that. “We might have just as well stepped right into a trap, but at least it proves one thing – we’re at the right place, this was definitely Jinx’s doing.”

 Daisy just looked at her as if she had told her some kind of a bad joke, but before she was able to say something, Squeak was again the first one to actually react to the new situation. “This doesn’t look like a trap. I doubt there would be so much open space and a river at that – and look, there’s a corridor leading somewhere.” the mouse said, looking behind the couple. Daisy turned in her direction and—

 “This is the river below the bridge!” she exclaimed, noticing a plank lying on the ground, as well as recognizing the distant sound of a large waterfall. Her bad mood was suddenly all but present, as she knew that they finally were going the right way. “Let’s go!” she encouraged the feline, running through the corridor like there was no tomorrow. Sabrina, having resigned on her function as a leader after about five minutes in the canine’s company, swiftly followed her lead.

 And indeed, after a bit of walk on the suspiciously wet stones, they reached a promising door in the wall. There was just one problem – they wouldn’t open, no matter how much Daisy pushed on the handle on rammed the actual wood the door was made of. Growling in frustration, she punched the door as if she hoped to fall through them again – but the only thing she got was even more upsetting pain in her fingers.

 “Locked?! But… But there’s no lock!” she then realized, looking under the handle with a confused expression. She shifted her eyes on the thoughtfully looking feline, awaiting her answer. To her surprise, she didn’t even have to start pacing around to get one.

 “This has to be it. Jinx’s hide out is probably right behind the door… and I’m afraid that Joey and Daryl are with her, I wasn’t able to sense their presence anywhere near the river, and the barrier holding this door is preventing me from seeing past it.” she said with a regretful voice and paused, but as she saw Daisy’s anger building up, she quickly continued. “Don’t worry, I can most likely open the door – but only enough for you to slip through. You’ll have to find Jinx and eliminate her, no matter how – the barrier will be broken then. I’ll then join you and we’ll go search for Joey and your mate together.”

 And indeed, as Sabrina pulled on the enormous handle, the doors started to open. She was panting loudly and pulling with both hands, yet the door opened painfully slowly, millimetre by millimetre, as if there was an incredible force holding it closed. “N-Now!” she groaned, holding the door the best she could. It was clear that she won’t be able to open it any further, or hold it much longer for that matter. Daisy nodded, and with Squeak still on her head, she squeezed herself through the narrow gap.

***
 She was expecting a lot of things, but a room filled with thick scents of arousal and pleasured groaning and moaning noises certainly wasn’t one of them. For a moment, she thought that they have entered the wrong room, that this wasn’t Jinx’s hideout after all – but then she recognized the unmistakeable scent of her mate. And not only the pleased growling, but the somewhat pained, but very delighted moaning was very familiar as well. Bot her and Squeak called out for their mates at the same time – and just then they had finally noticed the source of the commotion, it was right across the room, by the edge of a large stone table. Or rather, they.

 She couldn’t believe her eyes. Joey, Squeak’s beloved Hound dog was bent over the table, with his chest and face pressed against the stone surface, but instead of pain and horror, his expression was full of happiness and delight. Most of the loud moans were coming out of his gaped mouth, his pink tongue was lolling out of its side as if he was losing all the strength thanks to enormous amounts of pleasure hitting him hard in short intervals. And as her eyes went further, she found out it was exactly the reason.

 The cock sliding into him was indeed ridiculously enormous, and it was hitting fast and hard as well. That alone was already quite hard to get over, but the fact that the ludicrous member was attached to a jackal, who couldn’t be anyone else than Jinx made things way beyond ‘worse’. The fact that she looked absolutely female, except for her pulsing, huge maleness, which wasn’t even missing a pair of equally large balls, surprised her a lot, but it definitely didn’t shock her as much as the whole scene. After falling through rock solid walls, this seemed like an interesting rarity.

 As if Jinx pounding all the life out of the poor male and that he seemed to enjoy it like nothing else wasn’t enough, her large wolf wasn’t missing in the steamy action either. And while Joey’s fate at least looked like it was against his will, Daryl’s looked the exact opposite. He was fucking the very person that they came here for! His large – but paling in comparison to the one in front of him – member was thrusting into the perfectly feminine looking folds of the villain, which only caused her to hit the poor Joey even harder. Well, poor… He looked rather excited.

 Just when Daisy started to realize that he was probably tricked by Jinx in some nasty way and that he wouldn’t be doing this if he still had a firm grip on his own mind, it was too late. She was already running towards the intimate party with a rock in her paw that she found on the ground – and an angered roar echoing from her maw. The only thing she could do now was to redirect her violent outburst towards a more logical target – and now that she thought about it, she had no idea why she even ran like that at her dear mate. Even if he was cheating on her with the whole damn word, she was sure she wouldn’t hit him… it must’ve been the air! There was something seriously wrong with the air that made her thoughts all fuzzy.

 Jinx was so sincerely amused by her play that she noticed the screaming female at the last moment – but the magic wards she had put around herself were too weak to defend her from the assault. The impact of the stone was mostly dulled by her hasty protection, but while it saved her from harm, and perhaps even death, it didn’t protect her from the earth shaking force behind the blow at all. Hit by the kinetic energy, she gasped in shock – and that was about the last thing the mighty illusionist Jinx did, she was unconscious a moment after that.

 Daisy breathed heavily, while the air was still thick and arousing thanks to all the male odours, the mesmerizing tint to the unknown one that no doubt belonged to Jinx’s male parts vanished. Daryl blinked in confusion as the spell started to wear off, staring at his mate as if he had no idea what just happened. And perhaps it was for the better that way.

 “What are you doing?” Sabrina asked, having slipped through the door as soon as Jinx was out cold, watching the canine pulling the large wolf off of the jackal and dragging him away without even leaving him a chance to look at who he was so viciously humping the whole time. Daisy just gave her a wide, incredibly happy grin that she wouldn’t expect from her after all that had happened at all, as she headed towards the door on the opposite side of the one they used to enter. “He still looks rather… spellbound.” she said and looked at his large member that wasn’t going to just go away. “I’m going to deal with that.” she added with a joyful laugh, opening the door and slipping out of the feline’s sight.

 She couldn’t help it but laugh as well – and Squeak, who had thankfully stayed behind, giggled too. She then hopped onto her head, watching as she pulled the unnaturally endowed hybrid off of her partner. He just moaned more and mumbled something when Sabrina finally managed to pull that massive cock out with a loud pop, the Hound dog whining and squirming a bit on the table as he was slowly enough coming back to his senses.

 “Let’s just wait for Daryl to get back… Joey doesn’t look like he’ll be able to walk back.” the feline said with a bit of humour in her voice. Squeak grumbled a bit, feeling offended by her odd timing for jokes - but the cat just smiled and patted the rodent on her head gently. “Don’t worry, we’ll get him all fixed up as soon as we get back.” she reassured her, before she went to look for something she could use to tie Jinx up.

***
 To say that the journey back to the home hidden deep in the forest was hard would be a sour understatement. It turned out that when Daisy was done with her ‘spell-breaking’, Daryl wasn’t really fit to walk back, let alone carry Joey with him. But, they had to manage – so they walked in short intervals, taking a break every ten minutes or so. One of them nearly fell in the morning on their way up – now they had to catch each other else they’d experience a not so happy end to their journey.

 Joey insisted on walking alone, but after the first step and falling face-first onto the ground, he found out that Sabrina was right the hard way. It hurt. He had no idea how he could’ve liked what was happening to him back in the cave and he tried to tell himself it didn’t really happen, but unfortunately for him, the pain wasn’t going away and Jinx was giving him those humiliating winks as soon as she woke up. At least she was tied up and without her collar – yet she seemed to be the most energetic and cheerful one from their party, despite the unsettling head trauma she was given earlier. And if Daisy wasn’t too busy tending to the exhausted wolf, she’d gladly give her one more right on the other side of her head – and knock her off the cliff while she was at it.

 But just when they thought the situation couldn’t get any worse, the malicious jackal’s good mood was well justified. Just when they were taking one of their necessary breaks (they were almost halfway down the hill, though!), something swept down the sky, and before any of them could even react, Jinx was gone. Joey claimed she was rescued by a giant bird, but he was probably still delusional from what he went through some hours ago. The important thing was that Sabrina had the collar safely back on her neck, which was what they came for in the first place. Frankly, everyone was more than happy to see the troublesome, not-so-female dog gone.

***
 When they finally were back on the oh so comfortable sofas, their returning journey seemed to them like nothing more but a bad dream. They did it! Jinx or not, they got the dangerous collar back – without it, the jackal will get back to just being a bit more than pesky, she won’t be conjuring up magic walls and plotting evil plans anymore. Hopefully.

 “Well, that should do it.” Tarot said with a sigh, giving Joey a pat on his shoulder. “Feeling any better?” she then asked, just to be sure – and he gave her a grateful, delighted nod. Being able to sit and walk again felt like the greatest relief to him, he couldn’t believe there were even more good things waiting for him. For him, and mainly for Squeak. He smiled warmly, petting the mouse on his head. She was exited and anxious ever since they got the collar off the dog, and he couldn’t blame her – he felt the same way, though it was a bit hard to express with such a pain he had to go through.

 “But now, let’s not keep the Spirit Dragon waiting. I’ll go on ahead to deal with some things, finish your tea and then come meet her. Sabrina will lead the way.” the Pomeranian then told them, giving Sabrina an important nod as if the two were plotting something – and then she was gone. The cat just smiled in a knowing way and took her cup of tea as if they still had a lot of time to spare, despite what they were just told – so the rest of the party just followed what she did. Even though Joey and Squeak would like to go already, they would get lost in the complex right at the first crossroads. Why does the building have to be so complicated?!

 Just when Joey and Squeak almost couldn’t sit in one place anymore, Sabrina suddenly got up, as if she just received some sort of an unknown signal hidden to everyone else. “Well, let’s go, shall we?” she asked with a broad smile.  She had her old collar again, Jinx’s one was safely back in Tarot’s possession. Everyone almost literally sprung to their feet at her words – it actually was possible even from the extremely soft cushions, though it took a bit of practice.

  And then they were walking through a maze again. Left, right, left… then left two more times and right again – Joey forgot the way by the tenth turn already. Daisy didn’t really even bother to try to pay attention to it, she was just happy there were no illusory walls like in the cave – and more importantly, no crazy waterslides hidden behind them. She had enough of these to last a lifetime.

 After what seemed like forever of turning, they finally reached the familiar room that seemed to extend into eternity. Even though they already knew what to expect, they still got that anxious feeling of a hideous, majestic presence hidden somewhere in the darkness in front of them. And just as much as they’d like not to, they once more jumped when they saw the enormous green muzzle appearing in front of them – save for Joey, of course, he looked as excited as ever.

 “Welcome back.” the great dragon greeted them, and they all instinctively bowed their heads. Her voice, while soft, seemed to boom through the whole room, overpowering everything else. The sheer energy of her washed over their bodies, instantly making them feel refreshed as if they didn’t just go through a journey of their life.

 “Tarot told me you were successful.” she then continued, the corners of her huge maw curling up a little bit in a hint of a smile – the best a lizard of her size could make, while avoiding showing them all the sharp teeth. “You’ve accomplished a very difficult task, and you’ve done an outstanding job at doing so.” she continued, her head lowering a bit towards them, her eyes slowly focusing on Joey and the tiny mouse on the top of his head.

 “You’ve kept your end of the bargain, and I will keep mine.” As the dragon talked, Joey’s heart nearly pounded its way up into his throat, his anxiety was rising with each word that resonated through the room. The mouse on the top of his head was shivering a little bit; she probably had to do her best not to stop jumping all over the place in anticipation.

 “Squeak.” the Spirit Dragon then said, her large, sapphire orbs staring right at the tiny rodent. The mouse froze, unable to look back into the powerful eyes for longer than a second. “Please, step forward.” the mighty creature then instructed her. She nodded, and a bit shakily, she ran down to Joey’s shoulder and then jumped down on the ground, standing between him and the dragon. She looked so incredibly tiny compared to the lizard that she wasn’t even as big as one of her claws – maybe one of the tips. Maybe.

 When the gigantic head moved closer to her, she had to muster all her courage to stay at that spot and not to run away. She was waiting for this moment for her whole life, but now that it came, it was a bit scary. She didn’t know what to expect – and the toothy maw in front of her didn’t make it much easier. Yet, she had the reassuring presence of her partner right behind her, and she was sure that what was to come will be the greatest thing that will happen to her in her entire life. The menacingly looking maw opened a little bit, just enough to reveal the rows of incredibly large teeth. The mighty dragon then simply let out a soft breath.

 The fact that this was no ordinary breath was made obvious by the mysterious, shiny and a bit sparkling mist flowing out of her maw instead of the usual, invisible air. Squeak could feel the warm magic vibrating with sheer power wrapping all around her, before it sunk right into her tiny body – and then miracles started to happen.

 At first, none of them could see what was happening, since the little mouse disappeared in the cloud of the shimmering power that had covered her. For a little while, it seemed like nothing was happening, but then, the cloud of sheer might started to grow taller. When Joey looked really carefully, it seemed like there was something moving inside of the mist. It was really hard to make out, it looked like just a shadow – and it was certainly much, much larger than the little mouse he knew. What looked large as ten Squeaks standing on each other only elongated even further, the cloud elevating with the silhouette, always keeping it safely hidden from their eyes. All they could tell that something inside of it was growing and changing shape rapidly – but there was nothing exact to be seen.

 Everyone just stood there and watched in complete silence, enthralled by the mesmerizing look of the mysterious, shimmering mist that just wouldn’t stop growing taller until it was a little bit taller than Joey himself. Squeak was completely silent the whole time, so he could only assume that the growing shapes within the cloud were actually her. As crazy and impossible as that sounded, he believed it with all his heart. After all, after seeing a real dragon with your very eyes, finding enormous hidden caves in the mountains and experiencing a rather… awkward moment with a jackal that was neither female, nor male, it felt like everything was possible. He just watched the swirling shadow in awe, almost forgetting to breath as he was caught up in the moment.

 The gentle motions stopped as smoothly and mysteriously as they had started, and the haze started to slowly descend. The first thing that greeted them was a furred top of a head. The fur was a lightly brown, gentle and soft just by the look. Next followed a pair of unmistakeable canine ears, the falling mist revealing an elongated muzzle right after them, which only confirmed the dog outlook. And it was beautiful. If the cloud wasn’t descending further, Joey would just stare on that gorgeous face forever. She was so beautiful, so different – and yet, something in her surprised, and somewhat bashful expression had Squeak written all over it.

 Her features were amazing, to say the least. As the magic substance slowly disappeared, it revealed her beautifully round chest, only to follow on her nice belly, all the way to her plump hips. The dragon certainly wasn’t holding back when it came out to giving out beauty, the slightly blushing Hound do g that now stood in front of him was surely the most gorgeous being he had ever seen in his entire life. And the thought that it was Squeak – his Squeak – only escalated her beauty even further.

She opened her maw as if to say something but closed it again, covering herself up the best she could, with her blush only growing a bit redder. She wasn’t used to being so big. So pretty. So… revealing. Blinking, she couldn’t stand everyone watching in awe anymore and leapt against her mate as if she hoped he’d save her from all those looks, forgetting how large she now was and that he wouldn’t be able to catch her so easily anymore.

 Still stunned by her mesmerising beauty, he wrapped his arms around her in a tight, warm hug – stumbling back and almost falling down on the stone floor. The Spirit Dragon must’ve had some sense of humour at least, since Squeak was now a bit taller than him, which made the memories of the tiny mouse rather funny. He just held his mate close and tight, the female Hound dog wrapped all around him with her head buried into his shoulder with that cute, bashful expression still all over her face. He smiled broadly; he’ll need to get her a collar.

  They just stood there and hugged each other for what seemed like eternity, and they would certainly be able to do so for much longer if their magic moment wasn’t interrupted by the very being that gave them such an incredible gift. “I’ll need you to do one more thing though, Joey.” she said, leaning closer with her enormous head once more.

 He looked up at her with a delighted expression, having to hold back tears of happiness that tried to roll down his cheeks. “What is it?” he asked, his voice filled with happiness he hasn’t experienced before. “I’ll do anything, even if it’ll be much, much harder than what we just went through!” he said, giving Squeak a tight squeeze and smiling widely. The dragon just laughed and shook her head, grinning once more. “No, it won’t be anything nearly that hard. It’s just one very simple task.” she assured him, before she leaned so close that her maw was almost pressed against his ear.
 
“Wake up.”

***
 Joey was once again slowly making his way through the fragile threads of sleep, something he seemed to do again and again in the past day. Of course, waking up in the morning was quite normal, but what followed after it wasn’t normal at all. Caves and falling bridges were still quite believable, but did he really wake up tied in a room with his friend and a striking woman, who was actually stuck somewhere in the grey area between both genders? Did he really then wake up again only to go talk to a dragon? Did Squeak really…?

 “Squeak?” he asked carefully, his voice still rather dreamy, his eyes barely even open. Of course, when he did look up, he saw the not that familiar, but certainly at least a bit known ceiling of their new rebuilt dog house. Of course, they worked on it with Daryl, after that little…. incident. He squirmed at that awkward memory of bodily fluids dripping onto his face, doing his best to hide the growing blush on his face – but there was no one to question his sudden expression. Of course, there was no stunning female Hound dog lying next to him. How could he believe in such crazy dreams? Meeting the Spirit Dragon? Exploring the lairs of evil mages? Maybe he should lay off Dungeons and Dragons for a little while; it was starting to affect his sanity.

 What was much worse and what not only disappointed, but flat out scared him even more was that he didn’t even hear that familiar, high pitched voice. There was no mouse on his chest. She wasn’t even next to his head, or by his feet. With his heart pounding somewhere in his throat as if it wanted to jump out of his maw in fear, he frantically searched the newly built doghouse – but his beloved partner was nowhere to be found.

 “Sque--!” he wanted to call out for his mate, but his throat clenched in despair. His voice failed him. Where could his loved, tiny mouse go? His other half? He breathed heavily, looking around so fast that he nearly broke his own neck, but no grey rodents came out of hiding with a grin on their face. She was gone, she wasn’t anywhere near him!

 No… That couldn’t be right. Maybe she was just outside, getting some fresh air? Yes, that has to be it… Why else would she leave? It wasn’t like she’d stop loving him out of the sudden. True, they had some… problems lately. But were children really a reason for her to leave him? He thought that they worked that out. But of course! They talked about it with Daisy and Daryl, just after they fixed the doghouse! And then they…! Visited a dragon. Yeah… Did anything of this even happen at all? The house surely looked new inside, or was he just imagining things? Was Squeak even real?

 “Joey, are you awake?” a familiar voice suddenly came, disturbing the dog’s thoughts that were starting to sound crazy even to himself. He stilled, his ears standing up the best they could in their floppy state – but the voice didn’t belong to his mouse. It was one he knew very well too, though. It belonged to his dad. “Can you come out for a moment? We’d like you to meet someone.” the familiar voice continued.

 Joey’s fear was eventually forced out by his own curiosity. Meet someone? Did someone new move into the Babylon Gardens? And why would his dad want to meet that person, this late in the evening? He surely could do so in the morning… But he was too curious to refuse now, and he could go for his partner while he was outside as well.

 He put on the best smile he could muster in his current condition and started to get out of the house. He was in no rush; his eyes first met the cheery orbs of his owner. His smile widened a bit and became a tiny bit livelier at the sight of the happy expression; it must’ve been someone they really liked! Unable to wait any longer, he shifted his gaze to the left.

 And then he saw her. Standing right next to his dad, blushing a little bit and squirming as if she was still a little bit uncomfortable with people looking at her - as if a dog was without his or her collar. But the reason for her bashfulness had a different origin entirely. After all, the beautiful, heart-warming female Hound dog had a nice, red collar around her neck. Squeak had a collar around her neck. And everything that happened moments ago wasn’t a dream at all.

 “She’ll be a part of our family from now on…” the human started talking again, but the rest of his explanation was lost to the young male. His eyes widened in surprise, and the ruefully fake smile on his muzzle first changed into a wide, beaming expression of pure joy, before his maw just hung open in complete and honest admiration.

 The gorgeous female darted from her spot just as soon as she saw him, throwing herself onto him with such a surprising fore that he stumbled a few steps back, and he would surely fall onto his rump if it wasn’t for the dog house right behind him. She hugged onto him so tight that he almost couldn’t breathe for a moment, hugging the female dog that was slightly taller than him the best he could in return. And she wasn’t just any female dog. She was the most amazing female dog there was. She was his Squeak.

 Joey’s - and now Squeak’s as well, which was the only thing Joey caught from his speech – owner laughed, showing them a cheerful smile. “Well, it seems like you two will get along better than I expected!” he exclaimed, amazed by their reactions. Of course, he had no idea who he just had reunited, so the sight of a to him random, beautiful dog pouncing onto the silly and slightly antisocial Joey he knew seemed even more amazing than it actually was.

 “Well, now that the introductions are dealt with—“ he continued, oblivious to the fact that Joey ignored pretty much everything he said before, “I will leave you two alone. Just don’t break the doghouse again, okay, Joey?” he then added with a laugh, causing the already slightly red faced male blush even further. He then turned around and went back home, happy with how smoothly the whole thing went.

 “S-Squeak! I almost thought that… that…!” he started, his eyes still wide and almost full of tears as he held onto his beloved mate. She just grinned at him and tilted her head. “What, thought I was gone?” she asked cheerfully, leaning so close that he could feel her hot breath against his own muzzle. She then suddenly grew a bit unsure, giving him a cute smile, her cheeks suddenly getting deeply red as she fluttered her eyelashes at him. Just when he thought she was going to just blink at him like that forever, she leaned even closer – and pressed her lips against this.

 She looked unsure about herself, not quite sure how things worked – let alone felt in her new body, which caused her motions to be slow, wary and a bit reserved – but as her lips shakily met his, it turned out that she was still coping with the whole situation much better than the surprised male.

 He still didn’t get used to the wonderful idea of the new Squeak – after all, he didn’t even have enough time to cuddle properly with her – so when an incredibly hot, stunning and cute canine kissed him right on his lips, he almost lost it. Shivering, he did his best not to flail at the spot – but he couldn’t help it but squirm wildly in the hug. Squeak broke the short lived kiss seconds later, her cheeks still deeply red in shame – though it was nothing compared to the male.

 “Am I… Am I going too fast?” she asked worriedly, her ears noticeably drooping a little bit. She looked so irresistibly cute when she looked at him like that! He loved Squeak with all his heart when she still was a mouse, but now – not even five hearts would be enough to capture all his love.

 “N-No!” he quickly responded, still squirming in her soft embrace. He didn’t know who was feeling more awkward from them at the moment, but the delightfully soft breasts pressed against his own chest were so new to him as well that he almost felt with her. “Let’s just… ah… L-Let’s just go into the dog house… o-okay?” he then added, stumbling over his own tongue. He knew her for a long time, that was for sure, but… This was all so new…! He thought it would be a bit easier! “I-It would be a bit weird if Dad saw us ki… k-kissing r-right after we… ‘met’.” he then tried to explain, his maw refusing to cooperate.

 Squeak couldn’t help it but giggle at his expression and cute behaviour, placing a quick smooch onto his cheek, to the dog’s panic (and lots of flailing!). “Okay, you’re right.” she then agreed and smiled, taking his hand and pulling him into the dog house after her. He followed her, still unsure about his each move, his heart pounding against his ribcage like it was about to explode with pure love and awkward need.
 “You know, it’s a good thing Daryl and Daisy broke our house that day.” she said, Joey gasping at her remark, to which she responded with an even larger, somewhat seductive grin. Her growing confidence almost scared him – but he loved every single bit of it. She was so different, yet so similar to her old self – it was unmistakeable that it was his old Squeak, just with a different look. Okay, a very different look that now allowed her to do things she previously couldn’t.

 “All I meant was that we at least now fit here both without any trouble, honey.” she then explained, her grin changing back into a warm smile. It wouldn’t be her though if she stopped so easily. “It seems like you were thinking about something entirely different from that moment, hm?” she added with a laugh, causing Joey to squirm and blush even more.

 She then pressed her hands against his shoulders and pushed him down onto his back, carefully climbing onto him. He couldn’t help it but watch her large, swaying breasts as she did so – and when she lay down on top of him, she could clearly feel that pulsing shaft sandwiched between them. The exact thing he was trying to hide the whole time.

 She suddenly blushed, squirming a little bit as well. She gave him that cute smile again; the wiggling on top of him only causing her breasts to press against him more, which only fuelled his arousal he felt so awkward about. “Hey, it isn’t easy for me either.” she told him with a small pout, before she leaned closer to his face again. “And you don’t need to hide things like that from me, honey. We’re mates, aren’t we?” she asked with a sweet voice, catching his gaze with her beautiful eyes.

 He calmed down a little bit as he almost got lost in her soothing look, giving her a large smile and a gentle nod. “Of course… It’s just… All so new.” he told her warmly, wrapping his arms around her and stroking down her soft back. She leaned onto him further, closing her eyes at his soothing motions – and then their lips met once again.

 This time, Joey was prepared. His mind was already clear, and it was full of love and affection. Kissing his mate was something he always wanted to do, and now that he got the chance, it felt so wonderful. So sweet, and so soothing. He pressed his lips further against hers, pushing his tongue against hers a little bit to get some more of her sweet taste. It all suddenly felt so natural, so easy, so… delightful.

 She responded to his tongue with a happy murr, the sound sweetly resonating through her maw. It was the first time Joey heard it, and he loved it already. She parted her lips a little bit, allowing his slippery tongue entry. After a momentary hesitation, he pushed it further, past her lips, brushing against the tips of her teeth – the feeling sent shivers up his spine, and it felt wonderful. He was quickly getting lost in the affectionate feeling, brushing his tongue against her teeth and maw, as if he was determined to memorize it entirely – and she was soon doing the same to him.

 They just lay there with their maws tightly locked and eyes closed shut, their canine tongues brushing against each other and exploring each other’s maw. He felt closer to his mate already than he ever did before, and he couldn’t get enough of that remarkable feeling. It was as if he had just discovered a part of himself that he was missing his whole life – and the thought that it was all only going to get better filled him with joy – and a bit more blood in his cheeks.

 Seconds became minutes, and those flew by one after another as well. When they finally, carefully and slowly broke the kiss, the smiled at each other with warmness literally glowing from their faces. They kept the kiss long enough for Joey to have his whole jaw – and some of his neck – covered with saliva, but he could care less about that now. Besides, it was his mate’s – so he wouldn’t mind even If he was covered by it from the brims of his ears to his toes. In truth, he would even like it… it was Joey after all.

 “If you keep poking me for any longer, I might just as well take care of that problem for you.” she then suddenly said with a large grin, wiggling against his hard shaft a bit – causing him to gasp a little bit and squirm with a tiny blush. He then laughed and smiled as well, it was all so much easier when they joked around. It made it all that much more fun too… and helped the awkwardness a bit.

 “Are you sure?” he then asked her with a laugh, but his expression soon changed into a loving, and serious look. “I mean… Are you ready?” he then added, the blush returning once more, his tongue starting to rebel against him as well. It was so much easier when they joked around!

 “Are you?” she sued their effective tactic, grinning and giving his snout a loving peck. She then shook her head as well though, before she just smiled and gave him a gentle nod. “I think so… I mean, I am.” she told him lovingly, lifting herself up a little bit. She then reached down, and with her cheeks growing red like his, she wrapped her fingers around his throbbing meat.

 He gasped and shuddered a little bit, but the pleasure coming just from that one gentle squeeze put his awkwardness to a quick end. He gave her a reassuring smile and nodded to her. His mate smiled back at him and lowered down slowly, the head of his shaft pressing against her labia, poking at them with gentle pressure. He felt a bit more reassured that she was on top for this part, so she had all the control over what she did – and he couldn’t do anything wrong. Though from how she continued, it seemed like it would be pretty much impossible to do anything wrong even if he was on top.

 She just continued pressing forward as soon as her nethers were parted and the meat slipped between her folds, a quiet, gentle moan escaping her lips as more and more of him disappeared within her. She slid slowly down along him, but probably much faster than he’d dare to push in. She gave him a big smile, and before he even knew it, she was sitting on top of him again, her soft hips pressed against his thighs. “Mmmh- I thought this would be good, but this…” she started, trailing off with a dreamy, pleased expression. “This is better than what I expected.” she admitted with a blush, wiggling on top of him a little bit – which coaxed yet another moan from her lips as the shaft moved around within her, Joey groaning a bit and breathing heavily from the whole experience himself.

 “It’s… It’s wonderful.” he agreed, the remains of red slowly fading away from his cheeks. She then leaned over him again and pressed her hands against his shoulders, starting to lift herself up, only to push herself back down afterwards. Her motions were accompanied by cute moans as his rod prodded her walls, Joey unwittingly following suit as his meat was squeezed by those incredibly tight walls. It felt so good that the border of delightful was broken once again in this beautiful evening.

 From that point, everything went smoothly. Their bashfulness was all but present, and soon Squeak was hopping on top of him as if that was something she did each evening. She did that with love and lust, 5the both feelings mixing so well together that they created something new entirely. Joey stroked over her back and hips as she moved, even daring to give her curvy shapes a teasing grope – to which she responded with a playful squeak, showing that her name still fit her well enough like it did before.

 This particular place was really honoured with steamy, loving moments often. First the couple outside of the dog house just barely two days ago, and now a couple right inside of it? Luckily for them, no one seemed to notice – and despite they tried to keep it quiet, the experience was so new and so intense that they soon weren’t quiet at all. Loving moans and groans spread through the small house, which was already full of their thick, wonderful scent. But they just kept going, and even if someone heard – or smelled them – they wouldn’t care. All the outside word just ceased to exist to them; the only thing that they knew was each other. And they loved each other like never before.

 Up and down, in and out – the exact thing that Joey didn’t even dare to think about and made him extremely red when he did felt so amazing that his views were changed entirely. He participated in the loving intercourse as much as he could, despite his position – and indeed, his hands did quite some work. The more tired they were getting, the closer they felt to something great. And it felt wonderful.

 “Ooooh, Squeak… I…” he started, but before he could even finish, the female pressed herself down onto him so fast and hard that he was flung right over the edge he was sitting on. Crashing right into his orgasm so hard that he couldn’t even hold back the delightful groan that accompanied the anticipated finale. His whole body shivered and he gripped onto her rump a bit harder as he started to fill his love with his warm, thick seed.

 “You what?” she asked teasingly, but her voice was a bit shaky. Just as soon as that started happening, Squeak hit her peak as well. Moaning louder than ever, she shook on top of him considerably more than he did under her, her walls clenching onto his creaming cock so tight that he probably shot out even more than he normally would. And there was surprisingly quite a bit of it, filling his mate with a warm, satisfying feeling. Satisfying unlike anything she had experienced before.

 Collapsing on top of him, she let out a quiet “Oof!” – though her fall was mostly muffled by her amazingly round, soft chest. She giggled and kissed him deeply once more, and as they explored their maws lovingly yet again, they became one. The knot inflating, they were tied together like true mates. Joey felt closer to Squeak than ever before already, but this was almost like they had just became one being. They just embraced each other in a loving hug, kissing and licking each other as they cuddled on the ground. And it was the best moment they have experienced in their entire life.

 “I love you.” Joey said when he licked over her lips, smiling from ear to ear. Squeak just kissed him again and smiled as well.

 “I love you too.”