Warmth.

That was the first thing to enter Derrick's mind as he was pulled from the  comforting embrace of sleep. Warmth. Not crushing, overwhelming, stuffy warmth. But loving, nurturing, and satisfying warmth. His eyes slowly started to open as dim light hit his pupils, shapes taking form as his senses came back to him. The second thing to come back in full force, was the incredible pleasure he felt. That hit him pretty hard, and quickly jolted his sleep-muddled brain back into action. His whole body was tingling with pleasure, and the warmth just made it better. He moved his head to the side as a voice softly filtered into his ears.

"He's waking.. girls, he's waking!"

That pleasure suddenly doubled, and his brain figured out why. There were multiple girls kissing, nuzzling, and sucking on his fat, fluffy balls. As they'd done for the previous few nights he'd been here. Derrick smiled and reached out a paw, cupping a girl's chin and scritching her softly. As their faces and bodies came into focus, his already erect cock gave a happy, hard throb, to the delight of the girls down there, who greedily started sniffing up all his potent musk, forcing it down their throats and letting it barrel through their feeble little minds. More and more heads were appearing, 4, 5, 6.. and he realised the warmth he felt around him was the body heat of other girls who'd curled up on him, next to him, around him. They still slept, but a few were waking now. 

Not for the first time, and certainly not the last, Derrick thanked the universe for giving him such a blessing. 

The girls taking care of his oversized balls giggled a little more before returning to their duties, sucking on those overfilled puppy factories, planting wet, sloppy kisses all over, and leaving behind colourful lipstick marks. He could feel a few more out of his vision, as his balls took up such a large amount of space, multiple girls could hide themselves behind them. They were, for all intents and purposes, utterly massive. A trio of girls couldn't even fit a single testicle in their paws, needing a large group just to tend to a single one. The same goes for his cock, a massive overgrown shaft that, even when limp, could barely be stuffed into custom-made stretchy pants. Most of the time, those break too. Especially considering nothing could contain his erection, which he had practically all day. The girls kept sniffing too, drawing deep breaths into their maws. Derrick couldn't blame them, as his musky scent filled the entire bedroom, and he knew that the girls were permanently addicted to it now. It was much, much too potent for a girl to handle. Even a tiny whiff was enough to set their legs trembling, pussies gushing warm love juice down their legs and thighs.  The very first day he set foot in this new home, the girls who greeted him practically dropped to their knees there and then, the moment a wave of that potent, powerful scent hit their nostrils. He smiled in amusement as he remembered how they tried to squeeze their legs together and hide the fact that their pussies had started gushing copious amounts of warm arousal. No girl had ever lasted even a fraction of a second the moment they had a single whiff. It's like a switch turned on in their heads, turning them into slutty-bitch mode, making them crave more and more, to give him any pleasure needed for even the tiniest chance of another sniff. 

Derrick looked around at his new bedroom for a moment, having not really bothered.. instead, he spent most of his time here, balls deep in some new girl's snatch, blasting her womb with way too much spunk for her to handle, oozing out of her wrecked love-tunnel and straight down the throats of the girls on their knees servicing his balls. His virile sperm gang-raping every egg in a girl's ovaries, ensuring he'd pass his superior genetic code to any girl who came into his sights. Even better was when one had a boyfriend to take care of his pups. After all, it's not like their offspring would make it in this world. Only pups from his balls were good enough for a girl today. He was in a communal home, in a brand new city. He'd grown accustomed to this. Over his 16 years of life, he'd moved from city to city to city, all across the country. This was mandated by the government, as he was classified as an extremely rare, and extremely valuable, species. This meant that his whole life was taken care of, he'd never go wanting for anything in the world. Everything was taken care of for him. Leaving him to enjoy every pleasure he saw fit. And how he enjoyed them indeed. 

He thought of his mother for a moment, hopefully happy in her zoo exhibit with his father. Well, he knew she was happy.. and cared for, too. His mother had been quite the striking wolf, with a ravenous bust that made guys drool in seconds. But she never paid any attention to them, and their silly ways. Instead, one day, she took a stroll through the woods, where she met Derrick's father. He didn't have a name, and he wasn't capable of naming himself. His father was a werewolf, an ancient species that was on the brink of extinction. Thousands of years ago, as evolution took hold, there were two distinct families of animals. The Wild, and The Civilized. The Civilized became smarter, used tools, and could think bigger and better. They formed societies and families, and they invented the world we know today. They spread out over the planet and harvested its resources to further their lives. Now, the world was a utopia for them. In recent years, they'd started to branch out into the stars and explore new worlds, hoping to continue to live in harmony for an eternity.

Unfortunately, this world was built in expense of The Wild. Evolution gave them the strength and speed to live in a wild world, but as that world changed, evolution left them behind. For years, they'd been killed by The Civilized to make room for cities, infrastructure, resources.. and now, they were all but gone. Thankfully, The Civilized realised the historical importance of The Wild.. and, much too late, started  conservation efforts. Some species of The Wild were permanently lost, never to resurface. Others would hopefully continue to live in captivity. But their numbers were pitifully small. And any chance to breed them would be welcomed with open arms.

This came back to Derrick's mother. He didn't know the real story, and she wasn't telling. But there was countless speculation. Some like to say his father forced himself on her, after years of blue-balling.. others say she gave herself up, thinking of the fame and fortune that a cross-breeding would bring her. Others, and this was the most popular theory, just say that his mother was a freaky little slut who wanted the fuck of her life. And so, she got it. She wasn't heard from for over a week, before eventually she dragged herself back home, cum dribbling from every orifice, and her womb filled with a werewoofs virile seed. This seed turned into Derrick, a very special boy indeed. He inherited almost every positive aspect from his father.. namely, his reproductive system. Over time, The Civilised men's sexual prowess and capability began to dwindle. Their organs had grown smaller, less productive, with fertility falling dramatically. Naturally, this had caused some alarm.. mainly from the men themselves, having seen how their places in the world were coming up second to those of the females. For their part, the females didn't  care much. Reproduction was still possible, and there were always sperm stores. But the possibility of their civilization coming to an end was still in the back of their minds.

Thankfully, the coupling of Derrick's mother and father posed a solution to this problem, in Derrick himself. Having been born with sexual organs over five times the size of even the largest known male, he was instantly recognised as a hero, of sorts. He'd been taken in by the government after birth, with no qualms from his mother. She knew her son would be taken care of. And besides.. she needed to live with his father now. And she was more than happy to accommodate. His father had been captured and sent to a wildlife reserve to live out his days.. now, accompanied by a mate to enjoy. And mate they did.. thousands upon thousands of videos and pictures were available online for anyone who wished to see the werewoof mating.. and a very happy wife. 

Derrick spent most of his young life hooked up to a milking machine. Not designed for breast milk, as was most common, but to extract the most sperm possible from his balls. This, however, proved a challenge. As he was so productive, he filled the tanks assigned to him in minutes. Even larger and larger vats and tanks were assigned, and yet they all ran out of space before the day was up. This came with the added complication that Derrick would continue to output ludicrous amounts of fertile stud-sperm, causing any and all receptacles to burst and flood the milking room with his seed. No matter what they hooked him up to, he'd overfill the container to the point of bursting, coating every surface and any staff present in the room. The final straw came after an entire grain silo burst, with his addictive sperm coating the female milking staff. It was decided to scrap this process, on account of its unviability and the fact that the process could harm Derrick's development as a cub as he grew older. The next plan was to assign him to any willing female from the government, perhaps The Administrator herself. This proved easy, as almost all female officials wanted to adopt Derrick. However, he would be shuttled between all the female officials over the next few months, on account of their inability to keep off his cock. It seemed Derrick had such a powerful allure, in all manner of ways, that even the most up-tight and professional woman could not resist mounting Derrick and fucking him raw for hours at a time. This left all female government officials pregnant, and unable to work for a short duration as they nurtured Derrick's young. An additional problem was their.. addiction. Officials could not carry out their workload after spending time with Derrick, as they devoted all time into attempting to get back on his cock and take another hard blast of his love inside them, to feel that massive shaft stretch them apart and drown their insides in his stud-love. Any girl assigned to look after him would end up being knocked up again, and again, and again. Their bellies swelling to sizes that made it difficult to move, fit through doorways, and certainly not to work. His young were extremely energetic in their mothers womb too, kicking and wriggling and demanding more and more. This proved to be quite the orgasmic experience too, and all broodmothers spent their pregnancy term in a state of near constant orgasm until they finally delivered Derricks pups. Of course, the whole ordeal only fuelled their addiction to him. So, this plan was scrapped.

However, this taught a valuable lesson. Even at a young age, Derrick could impregnate any girl he wishes. His sperm had been tested, of course, and multiple experiments were run on him to determine his health, viability and to determine any effects of crossing a werewoof with a civilised canine.. and the results were all clear. Derrick would live a healthy life.. one that was extremely productive and fertile. Just what the world needed in a time where panic could rise over falling fertility levels. The decision was clear from then on, Derrick would be sent around the world with the aim of solving the fertility crisis. Of course, that's just what the official paperwork and decree said. What they, and everyone else, knew was that Derrick's sole job was to be a stud and knock-up as many girls as he could lay his eyes on, in more crass terms. This came with no restrictions whatsoever for a girls age, relationship status, official standing.. no matter who she was, Derrick had the legal right to force her into being his personal broodmother bitchslave. To host as many of his puppies as he deemed her worthy of taking. Naturally, it was more beneficial to knock-up girls with partners, as they would be forced to take on his spawn as their own and would be held to all parental responsibilities such as child-care costs, housing, feeding, education.. 

Which led back to here, in Derrick's communal room, with multiple girls of all ages currently devouring his balls, some starting on his cock-head. Poor girls were standing on the bed and could barely reach his tip.. although they were doing their best. Already his precum was dribbling down and coating their fur with his sticky, fertile love. Even just a single drop of his pre-cum could invade a womb and coat all a girls eggs in countless virile stud sperm, and all of them had already received numerous loads of his fertile seed into their ovens, their eggs swamped and flooded with billions of virile sperm, all of them stuffing themselves inside their eggs and guaranteeing their bellies to swell to an incredible size with his young, as proven time and time again. Derrick couldn't even begin to count the number of pups he'd produced. He was sent a weekly report on the number of his offspring, which had now reached over five digits. That always gave him such a big sense of satisfaction. Of course, this number was only counting girls he'd fucked himself. Not girls who'd swarmed their local sperm-bank after he'd had a visit, as he does every weekend. He still kept up the practice of donating his seed to as many places as he could, and they were always extremely grateful to him. They'd finally figured out a way to milk him without blowing all their storage tanks.. but there was always a horde of female workers on hand to help clean up the mess he made. Not that he minded, of course.. spending the weekend with his cock being milked by a horde of lust-crazed, sex-mad, pleasure-starved bitches was never something he'd turn down..

Today was Monday, and Derrick was supposed to be taking an orientation at his new school. Of course, orientation for regular students was pretty simple, show the classrooms, meet some people, meet the staff... basic stuff. Derrick had that.. and more. Or, well, he was supposed to be treated just the same as the others, but very quickly everyone learned that Derrick was a whole lot more special than any other guy. And a whole lot more desirable, too. But, in order to actually get there, he needed to get up and out of bed. It was already a fairly difficult task with such a heavy set of balls and a massive cock to deal with, but now the problem is added to with having multiple warm bodies pinning him down and giving his gigantic fuckrod the attention it deserves. Thankfully, he has a solution.

"Alright sluts, it's time to get off. Daddy needs to get up now, and his faithful servants need to help, with one of you pup-sluts making him breakfast downstairs. Ashley, that's your job, you fucking bitch. Get off, now. The rest of you, gather up my clothes and help get these cumtanks off the bed."

The instant he stopped talking, all the girls currently awake sprang to attention. Ashley, the nominated breakfast bitch, tore downstairs and quickly got to work. Some of the girls grabbed Derrick's freshly cleaned clothes from the wardrobe and helped to dress him, leaving his gigantic cock exposed for the rest of the horde of sluts to deal with. They carefully cradled those massive puppy-factories and his gorgeous shaft and helped lift it off the bed for Derrick. Of course, he could easily do this himself, as his body was more than strong enough. But it was always amusing to see these little bitches in their place. They swarmed around his shaft, huffing at his musk as their legs dripped with their arousal. The ones that had dared put on a pair of panties around him quickly learned that there was no point, as the fabric was utterly drenched from their constantly leaking cunts. Derrick smiled at the cockwhores around him and pulled them close as he left the bedroom and started down the stairs. The girls who were awake filed down after him, some sitting at the common room table to eat their own breakfast, but the majority of them scurrying under the table and dropping to their knees in front of Derrick's chair. The moment he sat down, fat cock swinging under the table, he felt their hungry tongues licking over every inch of his member. Of course, most of their pretty muzzles were focusing on his tip, and the endless river of precum dripping from it, greedily gulping it all down as fast as they could, their faces being coated in his sticky love. 
Ashley came running from the kitchen with a plate of bacon and sausages, coated in a white, sticky sheen. She placed it down in front of Derrick and beamed at him, her smile so very very wide. 

"All done, Daddy Derrick! Just the way you like it! I coated the whole plate three times in my pussy juice, just the way you like it~! I hope you enjoy Daddy~!" She cheered, her eyes were alight with love and lust. Derrick smiled back at her, giving a soft grunt as the girls under the table intensified their good girl behaviour on his cock. They all fought for the front position in front of his cockhead, right where the tasty treats were dripping from. Derrick tucked into his meal, devouring that food in seconds. He picked up the plate, and making direct eye contact with Ashley, dragged his tongue across the juice-coated plate multiple times. Ashley wobbled for a moment, before a hard blush hit her face and her legs trembled. She'd just experienced a very powerful orgasm that soaked the floor below her, and her knees couldn't keep her steady anymore. Derrick grinned, giving a few more licks to the plate before he felt his own cock start throbbing a whole lot harder.

The girls below the table on their knees intensified their licking a whole lot more, identifying the signs of an approaching orgasm. Derrick leaned back and spread his legs a little further, girls trying to shove their maws over every open space, their tongues gobbling up his juicy musk as much as possible. With a slight groan, his balls twitched hard, and cum shot through his overgrown shaft and showered the girls beneath. They squealed in delight as his musky, thick, potent cum was sprayed over their faces and bodies, coating them in his beautiful love. They rubbed all that warm cream into their fur and faces, their eyes burning with passion for him as they all took a turn in front of the waterfall. Derrick's orgasm lasted for a while, and every girl was completely covered in his semen. You couldn't tell them apart now, the only colour besides white was each of their eyes. The floor was a mess, and many girls dropped down to gobble up the remaining cum from the floor, making sure to clean it up like they'd been taught too. Derrick rose from the chair with his balls swinging down, hitting a lucky slut right on her cheek. She quivered and couldn't stop herself from moaning. 

With a smirk, Derrick turned and made his way to the door. Ashley came up to him and smiled, gently reaching out to touch him. Derrick stopped, grabbed onto her paw, pulled her close, and kissed her. He kissed her so very hard, his tongue grappling with hers and dominating it instantly, exploring her maw. Ashley wriggled and moaned into his mouth, before he broke their kiss with a wink. Just as he turned away to leave the shared house, his paw came around and slapped down hard onto her massive, plump ass. Ashley squealed hard as an even more powerful orgasm ripped through her entire nervous system, frying her brain and shutting it down for a moment. She sank to her knees as her pussy twitched and throbbed, copious amounts of her juice flowing down her legs. 

Derrick smiled at her as he reached out and opened up the front door, stepping out into the warm sun. Ashley remained on her knees, unable to muster enough energy to move. Derrick took a deep breath of fresh air, and proceeded to head to his new school for orientation. Thankfully, he lived just two homes away from the school, and only needed to walk for 10 seconds to get to the front door. His cock swayed about in the open air for anybody to ogle at if they so wished, but those 10 seconds were the rare few times that there wasn't a girl fawning all over him, that he'd grown accustomed to. 

As he reached the front gate of the school, he turned into the grounds and was greeted by a busty teacher of some sort. She turned to look at him, and her eyes practically bulged out of her head as she eyed his massive unobstructed cock. She stood there, rigid and bound to the spot, staring with her maw wide open. It took a cough from Derrick for her to come back to attention.

"I-.. Uhm.. you must.. be Derrick, the new.. boy.. uhm.. I'm Miss Palms.. I was asked to escort you in and show you.. around.. for your.. stay.."

What a cute lil' girl, thought Derrick. Pretty too. With gorgeous tits to match, hips perfect to bear pups.. what a very perfect girl indeed. He was entirely sure what species she was, definitely a type of canine, but he could never remember all the breeds. But she was beautiful, with silky-looking black fur  mixing with grey stripes across her body. Both her breasts had white fur peeking out from her shirt, which was straining with effort to keep them contained. Definitely a good catch.

"Sure thing, sugar tits. Show me around and try not to get distracted." He replied, with a wink and a soft thrust of his hips, causing his cock to jiggle about lewdly. Miss Palms blushed and started stammering again, her nose wrinkling as she took deep sniffs of that musk that was permeating through the air..

"I think.. y-you need p-pants D-derrick.. the h-headmistress won't a-allow you to be n-naked down there.."

"Oh, really? Why don't we go take a visit to her then? I'm sure we could come to a compromise.. maybe you could join in, too~" he fired back, gleefully watching her easily lose focus. Miss Palms gulped and appeared to weigh her options, before nodding. Derrick stuck out his paw, and she took it daintily, leading him into the school and through a few corridors. He saw her glancing at his cock constantly, so much so that she nearly walked into a few objects. Silly lil' girl. Before long, they made it to the head mistress's office, and Miss Palms gently knocked on the door. Derrick crossed his arms with a smile as the door opened and revealed an utterly lavish Hyena woman, clearly a lot older than Miss Palms, with an air of hard authority. She stared at the both of them, her eyes darting to his exposed cock for a brief moment before she cleared her throat. She pointed at Derrick with a paw, her finger stiff and unamused.

"You, in here, now. Haddie, you wait out here."

Miss Palms nodded and took a seat while Derrick simply grinned wider, and made his way inside. The headmistress's office was very clean, very orderly, and it carried quite the imposing look despite being fairly minimal in decoration. A few chairs, one clearly for her own use, a simple painting, and a window-sill plant were all that really adorned the room in terms of furnishings, coupled with the usual filing cabinets of files and documents, and her own computer for admin work. The headmistress took her seat and Derrick took the one closest to her, cock stiffening as his gaze travelled her MILF body. Large, soft-looking tits. Gorgeous, fluffy thighs. Hips that will undoubtedly sway with every step she takes. Tall, imposing, and not to be messed with. In a simple word, perfect.

"You will wear trousers if you wish to participate in this school during your week's stay, Derrick." came her voice, sharp and authoritative, not to be messed with. She sat up straight and stared him in the eye, being the first woman to resist openly staring at his member since he arrived in this city. That never lasts, though, as demonstrated time and time again in the past.. especially once the room started filling with his addictive musk. 

"Sorry, Miss... well, you never introduced yourself, so I suppose I'll just call you Miss Sexy. Well, Miss Sexy, trousers and pants for other men simply don't fit me, as they're fitted for men without prime assets such as mine." he responded, cradling his fat cock in both his paws, softly stroking up and down the impressive shaft, and aiming it in her direction.

The headmistress ignored his actions, instead seeming more offended by his naming of her, as she quickly retorted: "My name is Miss Thomasson, Derrick. I will not tolerate your juvenile behaviour in this office. I'm sure there's at least something that fits you, as I do know the government subsidised your clothing to fit your.. large reproductive organ." She seemed to have trouble finding the right word to refer to his gigantic cock, and retain the persona of a strong woman who wouldn't bow to Derrick. 

"Well, Miss Sexy, I'm a growing boy, and those lower clothes no longer kept my cock hidden after two days.. and the fabric ripped pretty easily. This happens every time I'm giving pants and trousers.. so they stopped bothering. Sorry if you weren't updated on that fact. I'm exempt from the rules of nudity that bind weak men, so you'll just have to deal with it. Unless you want me to complain to the Administrator~" he teased, staring deep into her eyes. She took a moment to process that. She knew of his.. position, in society.. and she knew he wasn't bluffing, as he had direct communication with the Administrator after he'd lived with her for some time..

With a huff, she closed her eyes and her voice was clearly filled with anger and defeat...
"Fine, then. But I hope you understand that I won't tolerate the sort of.. behaviour here, in my school, as you do in others. I'm more than aware of what you do.. and I'm not going to allow it. I don't want this school ending up online like all the others, my female students being subjected to all those derogatory comments as their intimate moments are blasted online for the rest of their lives.." she broke off, taking a deep breath that was tinged with musk. Unfortunately for her, her body was heating up from prolonged exposure, and she was losing some of her composure..

Derrick tried not to laugh, he really did. But, of course, he failed. A chuckle came from his maw and he gently rose to his foot-paws and started moving closer to her, his cock throbbing happily in the air as his balls bounced with every step he took.
 "Oh Miss Sexy.. I'm sorry to say, but it's not exactly something you have control over. Your time of control will be relinquished while I'm here. I'm the new owner of you, the girls, your staff.. your school. And I think the first video going up online will be of you~" he said, advancing on her as his words dripped from his maw. 

"P-please remain seated, Derrick.. s-stay away.." she said, finally looking down at his cock with obvious fear in her eyes, battling the natural desires of her body as they started rising and swamping her brain.. with Derrick coming closer, his cock closer still, almost about to prod against her belly, which felt hot and tingly and twitchy..

Sorry, bitch, but you're mine~" came that deep, threatening voice.

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Miss Palms sat outside the headmistress's office, legs crossed, as she tried to force away the tingling in her pussy. She was failing, hard, and the chair was starting to soak. Those feelings had only started getting worse and worse over the last few minutes. Ever since the noises had started..

Schlp. Shlck. Shlmk. 
Plap.. plap... plap.. plap... plap...

She huddled her arms tightly to her chest, squishing her ample bust tight. It got worse as loud moans came from the office, unmistakably those of the headmistress. She was.. loud.. very, very loud. And as an obvious orgasm crashed over her, she became louder still. There was so much noise in there.. even the receptionist came down the hall to take a look. Miss Palms tried to wave her away, but she knew she was still listening. She could see her shadow, anyway. There was a momentary lapse of noise from inside, and her phone buzzed. She opened it up to see a notification from "DerricksDailyDickings", a newsletter she subscribed too.. already knowing what might be inside, she opened it up to be greeted with the naked, cum-soaked tits of the headmistress. There was a fat, throbbing cock that was all-too familiar stuffed inside those breasts, with the caption: "Best tits from the last few days. Loving this city.. who can do better?"

She tried her best to stay still, but her legs couldn't stop themselves from opening.. her paw from sliding down.. from rubbing and burying itself into her tight snatch.. a new notification, a new video as the noises started up again from inside.. no, not a video, a live-stream. Of that beautiful, gorgeous cock burying itself balls-deep into a tight looking cunt.. the moans she heard from the office coming from her phone speakers too.. 

She only hoped she'd get to experience the same, soon.. 

Her paw suddenly shot up as the door opened, and Derrick came out with a satisfied smirk on his maw. A soft moan followed him from a figure lewdly crumpled on the floor.. and he gave Miss Palms a wink, closing the door behind him. 

"She told me to ask you to show me around, as I'll be here for the next few days. That's not too much of a bother, right milk-tits?" he asked her, placing both paws on her bust and squeezing with lustful energy. She barely managed to stay standing as pleasure rushed through her chest, and she gave as much of a nod as she could. Her legs trembled and wobbled as she gently took Derrick's paw off her bust and held onto it, blushing madly the entire time as she led him through the school. Her voice was trembling as she listed off all the rooms they passed. A few classrooms they poked their heads into, watching the class. Derrick was happy to see a large majority of girls over boys, as that meant he could do his job a lot more... effectively.

As the tour came to a close, with Miss Palm's pussy gushing an endless stream of warm arousal down her thighs with how close Derrick was to her.. how his paws kept feeling and fondling her body.. how he kept making filthy, disgustingly perverse remarks to her or about her colleagues.. the pair finally wound up back at the head mistress's office. The door had  a new "keep out" sign displayed on the front, but that didn't stop Derrick from barging his way in, with a cut-off protest from the headmistress. Derrick's voice came from the room: "You miss me, you sexy bitch~!?", followed by a loud, lewd slap of paw-on-ass. Miss Thomasson yelped and moaned, and Miss Palms could easily hear her voice respond.. "Y-yes.. dad.. daddy.." 

There was another slap and a yelp, before Derrick stuck his head out of the room and beckoned Miss Palms inside. With quivering legs, she followed like a good girl does and shut the door behind her. She took a seat and watched. Watched as Derrick bent the headmistress over her desk. How matted her fur came in his thick, warm cum. How much dripped and drooled from her abused pussy, her womb no doubt full and impregnated. She watched the light die from her boss, replaced with a lustful shell of the powerful woman she knew. How she submitted to his every whim, every position, every single humiliating picture and promise, and demand. 

Her paws were itching to rub at her cunt. It felt like it was on fire, burning with so much pent-up lust and need. So, so much of it. But Derrick had made her promise. No masturbating while he puts on his show. It wasn't allowed, and it wouldn't happen. And Miss Palms knew she couldn't disobey. No good girl disobeys their orders. And so, she watched. And watched. And internally, she cried out for her own stimulation.. and never received it. As hours drew by and the light outside dimmed, Derrick finally gave the headmistress a final spank, Miss Palms a little kiss, and left for his own home. Miss Palms was left to clean up the mess.. and try to help her boss back to her paws. But that would take quite a while, and they would both return home late. Miss Palms to her apartment, and Miss Thomasson to her husband, who was no doubt very, very worried..

As for Derrick, he returned to a welcoming mass of female flesh, naked and desperate. With some warm food lovingly prepared for him, he chowed down and got to work filling up any barren wombs with his copious, fertile, perfect seed. And they begged for more, all through the night. Even as he fell to sleep, they continued to ride on his gorgeous fuck-rod, desperate to feel more of his love..

The next day started the same as the last, as had almost all previous days since then. Derrick didn't mind. He loved it. The girls loved it. Everyone was happy. Today, however, Derrick had a plan. It was the same plan as he'd used in the last 20 or so schools he'd been assigned to. That's why he was allowed to travel so much, after all. Why every whim of his was catered to too. Derrick was very, very special. And so he was always looked after. For he was likely the key to keeping current society.. well, thriving. Years of decreasing fertility and sexual compatibility of regular males had led to crisis talks about the future of civilization. And Derrick posed the solution.

Already, weeks before Derrick even arrived, posters had gone up at the school advertising his visit. Speeches, assemblies, and official visits. It was all very formal, and important. Tuesday was the day that all single girls needed to attend a mandatory meeting in the school's assembly hall, where Derrick would be waiting for them. In a side room from the main hall, there would be a bed, couch, and refreshments. Derrick always enjoyed this part. And on Wednesday, too.. which was when all girls with their boyfriends would attend, too. 

But, one day at a time. Derrick made his way into the hall where a horde of girls were already assembled, from all years. Younger ones, older ones, all perfect. Today was the day that they would all be impregnated, doing their part to keep civilization running. It was quite the important date, and all the girls knew it. They'd been educated for years of the importance of their wombs. And especially in recent days, the drastic importance of their coupling with Derrick. He smiled at the assembled crowd as his cock gave a massive throb, thick globs of pre-cum dripping onto the floor. All the girls blushed, and a few gently stroked their bodies in anticipation. His musk  wafted over them in great clouds, their noses twitching and drinking it that gorgeous smell. 

A teacher coughed and looked at a clipboard. All the names of the girls in the hall were contained there. Derrick understood what was about to happen, and slowly walked to the side-room, cock flopping around as most of the girls eyes zeroed in on it. The teacher raised her voice and called the first name, ordered alphabetically. The girl whose name was called trembled slightly as she made her way through the crowd. Most of the girls were supportive, but a few were jealous. Her legs wobbled in anticipation as she made her way closer and closer to the room Derrick was in. She pushed open the door and entered, to a few cheers from the crowd.

The sight she saw would be burned into her memory forever. Derrick lay out on the bed, candles burning, the musk hitting her nose like a truck. His gorgeous, overfilled, proper stud-cock throbbing away as he held his legs out wide for her to admire every single inch, every little throb of his balls. She gasped and almost fell to her knees. Derrick grinned at her, with such a satisfied smile on his muzzle. 

"Come on lil' sweetie, we don't have much time. There's a whole crowd waiting, too~"

The system was devised down to perfection. Derrick had a set amount of time with each girl. For him it was more than enough to cum, probably twice. And the girls would reach their orgasm in seconds anyway. The most important part was for his warm, fertile seed to be stuffed as deeply into the girls wombs as possible. For each jet of his spunk to pummel her fertile ovaries into submission, for her eggs to be swamped and drowned in billions of virile swimmers. Fertilisation was the goal, and Derrick was the ball. He hammered into each and every one of those fertile breeding bitches with rampant lust, unloading his over-productive, hyper-fertile balls endlessly. 

The crowd of girls that were eagerly awaiting.. or, for some with enough mental resistance, dreading their turn with Derrick were constantly bombarded with the sounds and smells of the ones before them. The loud, echoing moans and screams of pleasure. They rippled through the crowd and no matter how hard some may try to cover their ears, it could never be blocked out. Neither could the constant, rythmic, hard thrusts of Derricks wonderful manhood. His pure stud-like virile baby-batter factories. The slapping and plapping would be drilled into the minds of every girl that stood, or sat in the hall. As more and more were called in, the floor beneath their paws would grow sticky and wet as warm cum leaked from the side-room. Both from Derricks sheer production, and the drolling wombs of the girls who left.

They were always so fun to watch. Most watched in awe. Some in fear. They'd leave the room and hardly be able to walk. Some needed help from the teachers. Their legs were numb, unable to support their weight. Their fur was plastered and caked in sticky stud semen. Their wombs were bloated and full, their love tunnel dripping all that warm love over the floor as they were escorted away. Most girls couldn't stop their paws from wandering between their legs as they waited. Many orgasmed before they even saw him. Many more orgasmed again the moment they laid eyes on Derrick at his bed. Time slipped by, hours and hours, yet the breeding continued. No girl that day left that room without being properly fertilized. Their eggs were surrendered for the greater good, and they left with a healthy litter being grown in their oven. 

By the end, Derrick stretched his limbs and got to his paws. Despite the mammoth breeding session that day, his energy knew no bounds. His balls didn't even feel like a quarter of their contents had been emptied. He was insatiable, unable to be tamed or drained. No matter how many girls were thrown his way. And this endless lust was only increasing as he grew older. His fathers genes really did combine well with his mothers. 

Although the day had been very, very productive in all manners, it wasn't his favourite activity. That honor was for the next day. At first it may seem the same, girls gather in the hall, Derrick relaxes on his bed in the side-room. But this one was different. The hall had a mix of girls and boys, this time. The reason being.. the  previous day, only single  girls were subjected to Derricks talents. Today, girls with partners would receive the same. As the number of girls with partners was drastically lower, that meant Derrick could spend a whole lot more time getting to know each girl. And, of course, their pathetic partner. Derrick always made sure to rub it in. Their pathetic cocks that dwindled in size with every new generation. The lower and lower fertility of their pathetic little nutsack. The fact that nowadays, boys could barely even get their girls wet with their pricks. 

Seeing a boys face fall as Derrick took the love of his live, claimed her as his own, pumped her full of his own superior spawn.. it was intoxicating. And Derrick made sure to savour every moment. The best part? It was remembered, too. This time, there was a camera watching the action. That camera paid special attention to the girls partner, and streamed it live to the world wide web, on Derricks special website. The Cuck Cam. These streams were watched by millions, live, and billions later on as each video was archived. Everyone could point and laugh at these pathetic boys as Derrick broke apart their hearts. 

Perhaps what was even better, was that those boyfriends were forced, by law, into supporting Derricks cubs. Even if they left their girlfriend, which many didn't, since who else would want them. The moment Derrick blasted the girls womb and his sperm swarmed her egg, that boyfriend was the legal supporter of the cubs. Of course, they'd never be recognized as the legal father. That was all Derrick, more numbers to his knock-up count and cub-count. It was very, very satisfying. 

At first, Derrick invited the girl in by herself, and really got to deeply know her, in and out. The poor boyfriend was stuck out in the hall with the rest, and could only listen. Most of them cried, showing just how pathetic they were. Some of the other boys would comfort him, while dreading the moment their own girlfriends would be called. But then the boyfriend would be called, and he'd weep his way into the room. There, he'd be treated to such a lustful display of carnal love. Derrick utterly pounding his love into the bed, her legs spread, her pussy filled entirely with his oversized shaft. He could do nothing but watch as Derricks gorgeously overfilled balls slapped into her body again and again, watching them pump and twitch as he would unload so many virile loads into her. He'd have to listen to her squeals, moans, hear her begging. Begging for more and more. Begging for Derrick. He'd laugh, ask her if she loved him. They'd always say yes. He'd ask if they hated their boyfriends for never being able to satisfy them. Every time, the answer would be yes.

This would break the poor boys heart over, and over again. He'd slump down into a chair, unable to stand any longer. But Derrick didn't stop. He didn't want to. He'd claim these little sluts for himself for as long as he wanted. Their moans and screams of pleasure was a beautiful symphony to his ears. He'd look back, admire the tears from the boyfriend, and make out with the girl beneath him. 

When he finally decided he'd tired of her flesh, he'd tell the boyfriend to lead her out and call the next couple. The boyfriend tried his best to help his girl.. but they'd never wanna leave. They'd struggle. Beg to go back to Derrick. They'd snarl at their boyfriend and demand him to let her go back to her REAL boyfriend. Their minds were shattered, completely infatuated with the pleasure Derrick gave, his musk filling her nose at all points so she'd never forget.. 

And then it would happen again. And again. And again. As time ticked by, and the floors were coated in Derricks cum, the last few remaining couples would await their turn. Or, more like, the girls would be anticipating their turn, and the boys would be dreading it. As the sky turned dark outside, the was only one couple remaining. The pair before them came out of the room, and called them in. 

The boy watched as his girlfriend practically ran inside. She'd been huffing down all the copious musk that was leaking from the room. It was running through her brain, making her legs weak, her pussy gush in anticipation. It hadn't even taken a second before her moans could be heard, echoing through the hall. The boy sat down and cried. Her screams and groans and moans were all he could hear. He was planning to marry her once they left school. He still would. But he had hoped to spend their first night as husband and wife in bed together. That dream was shattered now as he listened. A teacher called his name and told him to go in. He did.

He'd never get that vision out of his mind. Of his girl bent over the bed. Derrick pounding away into her. Her whole body was covered in his virile cum. He could smell it. She was begging him to go harder. Telling him how much she loved him. Telling Derrick he was her owner, her master, her daddy..

He didn't know how long he spent in that room, watching the two of them breed like animals. It felt like an eternity. Perhaps it was. At least, for him. An eternity in hell. For Derrick, it was heaven. For the girl.. well, super-heaven, if such a place really exists. By the end of it, her mind was practically comatose. Barely able to function. Derrick smirked at her before quickly picking her up and slinging her over his shoulder. He stared at the cucked boy sat on the chair.

"Hey, Cuck, clean this up, thanks. I'm taking your girlfriend home. You'll probably get her back. No promises."

The boy stared at him. A tear fell from his eye. He felt so ashamed, so pathetic, so.. just, worthless. "M-my name isn't c-cuck, it's j-ja-"

"I really, really don't care. Now, clean up. Bye."

Derrick cut him off and walked out of the room, leaving the boy there. He had no idea how to clean up all the mess. The cum that coated the floor.. wall.. even the ceiling. There was so much. It was leaking into his shoes. He felt like falling asleep and dying, right there. He didn't know how long it took him, but eventually he grabbed the sodden bed-sheet and started scrubbing.

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That stolen girlfriend was kept in Derricks bedroom until the weekend, as a.. trophy, of sorts. She was well looked after by the rest of the girls in the communal home. Before the weekend, however, Derrick still had a day or two to enjoy the rest of the school. And he already knew what part he wanted the most. It was always his favourite subject in school, better than any of the others.

That subject was swimming. Derrick was addicted to it. Not because of the actual swimming, although he did enjoy it. The water was nice to relax in, and it supported his oversized cock very well. But, no, the real reason Derrick enjoyed swimming?

Swimsuits.

He adored girls in swimsuits. His eyes watered at the sight, practically drooling over any girl he saw in one. They were just perfect. Tight, stretchy fabric over a girls frame. Seeing it glisten as it got wet. It's texture in his paws as he stroked or carassed a girls body. It was perfect.

He spent the remaining time he had in the schools pool. It was quite sizeable, really. And he was suitably impressed for once. He might even return to this school at some point in the future, although he doubted that he'd have time. Instead, he enjoyed himself. He strode into the girls changing room and stripped off his shirt, although it took him an hour to actually leave the changing room and get into the pool, on account of the girls in the room not letting him leave. Not that he cared much about the delay. He never passed up an opportunity to give a girls womb another battering of love-cream. These girls already had his cubs growing in their bellies, but they would always want more from him. He left them in a tangled mess of limbs, fur and cum before he made his way to the pool.

His cock, although practically always hard and throbbing, was still capable of showing extreme arousal at certain things. This was evidenced by a little harder and faster throbs of his shaft, as his heartrate increased and thus the bloodflow through that massive rod. Already, seconds into entering the cool water of the pool, he could feel himself grow more aroused. Only a few girls were here, but their swimsuits excited him. He watched them move closer to him, taking in how tightly their suits hugged their curves. Their waist, ass, groin, chest.. it was beautiful. He called out to them, bringing them closer: "Mn.. come on you gorgeous sweeties.. let me have a feel of those bodies, hm~? I promise you'll get to have some.. one-on-one time.. and everyone else will be jealous~"

Even through the water the girls could smell him. It was such an overpowering musk that seeped through their brains, enticing them in, calling for them. They reached Derrick and gently placed their paws on his shaft, softly stroking that gorgeous flesh of his. They could feel the power in their paws, each throb growing more and more intense. He reached out to them in turn, caressing their bodies in his grasp. Running his paws across their midsection, around their waist, cupping and squeezing their ass. The texture was amazing, and he felt himself slipping into a lustful wild state already. The girls he groped giggled, leaning up against him as other girls gathered around the tip of his cock-head, softly humping against him, or turning around and grinding their plump asses against his tip. Derrick let out a little grunt, and humped against them in turn.

"That's right.. right there you sexy slut.. fuck, that feels so wonderful.. I can't get enough~"
The girls giggled, and one whispered loudly: "I think he likes it girls.. look at that face~"

From there, the situation quickly devolved into some rough, lustful fucking. It was a beautiful sight. The pool room had wonderful acoustics which really amplified every little noise they made. From the moans, to the slaps. More girls started to turn up, as others spread the word through the school that Derrick was in the pool. More bodies joined the water, trying to fight their way to Derrick. The water was quickly becoming white in colour, and the girls were bathing in it happily. 

Derrick didn't want to leave. He couldn't even leave, at first. There were too many bodies pressing around him, holding him their as primal needs took over and the girls let themselves go. The time ticked by, the pleasure only growing and growing. It was heavenly. No matter where he looked, where he reached out, he'd find a beautiful swimsuit-clad body. They wriggled and changed, giving him all sorts of new experiences to touch and feel and admire. It was beautiful.

Although he wished to remain in this heaven forever, life still continued. Time still passed. The weekend arrived, and the school, including the pool, was closed. A pity. However, even days later once Derrick had left, the pool still contained an incredible amount of his sperm. It was so virile and fertile, that even days later, any females who took a swim would soon find their eggs fertilized and their wombs swelling with young. Derricks genetics were so strong, that this phenomenon would continue for over three weeks. Of course, the pool itself saw quite the influx of visitors during this time, all female. Whether they donned a swimsuit, or didn't, as most of the girls did, they'd all end up leaving with a contented womb and the promise of new life in their womb.

But, it was time for Derrick to perform his final duty in this area before the week was up, and he was moved to a new town or city. That final duty involved spending the weekend at the sperm donation clinic.

He had to say goodbye to the girls at his communal home, as he'd be spending the night at the clinic. That goodbye took much longer than it really should. The girls there had grown so very addicted to him, they did not want to let go. Eventually, after pacifying their eternal lust, Derrick could finally leave. Just before he got into a state-gifted  car to be driven to the clinic, he stopped, and turned around. He surveyed the adorable faces that were watching him leave, most of them crying. He found the one he was looking for. He spoke to the team around him, singling her out, and they nodded at his request. It was rare to happen, but Derrick could always take a personal toy at his leisure. 

Todays toy was Ashley, one of his favourite girls at the home. When her name was called, and the crowd parted, she was almost knocked-out on the spot. Her legs trembled as she started to walk forward, a cheer going up around her. Sure, everyone else was jealous.. but they were happy for her, too. She reached Derrick and he took her in his arms, and kissed her. It was deep, long and loving. She couldn't contain herself, and her legs almost gave out as she experienced the most mind-numbing orgasm of her life. Derrick giggled into her mouth and pulled her into the car, slamming the door behind the pair.

The drive to the clinic didn't seem that eventful on the outside. But anybody who looked at the  car would be very confused as to why it was bouncing and rocking so hard. Perhaps some sort of busted suspension. The windows were entirely blacked-out so the passengers couldn't be seen. If they could, well.. they'd be very jealous. 

The car pulled up at the back entrance of the donation clinic. The front entrance was out of the question, as a crowd of women had already gathered there. There had been an advertisement campaign letting them all know about Derricks visit.. and since practically every female on the planet capable of understanding communication had heard of Derrick before.. well, they all wanted to be here. So, there would be no way of him getting through to the building. This back entrance was heavily guarded, however, so he could make his way inside.

The inside was quite similar to all the other donation facilities he'd been to before, at least, these public ones. They were all owned by the same company, so they weren't that different in design and decor. The only ones that were different were the state-created milking facilities that Derrick was frequently taken too. They'd changed a lot since he was a young cub. They'd made improvements, mainly to the storage facilities. They didn't want to flood rooms anymore. 

The staff here had been given ample mental training to try and withstand him, although he could still see them struggling. Their legs were the biggest giveaways, trembling anytime they looked at him. They breathed a little harder and faster too, and although their faces were partially obscured by medical masks, her knew they were panting and their tongues were lolling about, desperate to latch onto his milk straight from the tap.

Derrick was led to a spacious room filled with TV screens, and the milking apparatus in the center. He knew the drill by now, and quickly stepped up into it. The staff attached most of the electronics, and with trembling paws, inserted his massive cock into the milker. They really, really had to try their best not to stuff that cock straight into their maw already. They would get the opportunity, but this was serious business here. The world NEEDED Derricks sperm. And although there were millions of gallons of it already in storage.. it was important to get more. A whole lot more. Derrick was the future, and that meant he was valuable. 

Once everything had been attached, the staff left, as much as they didn't want to. Derrick relaxed into the machine. It acted as a sort of standing-chair, comforting and cushioning every part of his body. The machine fired up, and he grunted in satisfaction as it started it's work. It was very, very intricate. Of course, there was the main suction to remove all his seed once he'd orgasmed, but there were also a host of small pleasurable arms that would stimulate his cock. Some were brushes coated in sensitivity gel, some mimicked paws that would jerk his fat meat. Others were tiny little needles that would prick his most sensitive areas, injecting a host of pleasurable chemicals into his bloodstream, as well as keeping up his fluids. As for food, he could request some at any point.

There was an optional VR headset for his own use, whether that was for actual entertainment, or some of the more adult kind. But for starters, he picked up a remote and flicked on some of the TV screens. He wasn't disappointed. The staff here had been recording hours of arousing footage of themselves, meant for his personal enjoyment. Strip teases, pole dancing, nudes, dildo riding from a copy of his cock.. he always loved seeing what these lustful girls would dream up for him to enjoy. 

The first video he enjoyed was of a stunning cheetah girl. He recognized her from the staff, too. The spots on her  face were an obvious giveaway. He'd noticed how much she had stared at his cock-tip, of the pre-cum drooling and dripping from there. He saw the need, the want, the desperation in her gaze. And he found it adorable.

Derrick would spend the whole day and night in that room, being waited on and pleasured to his hearts content. His cock was endlessly milked, his balls and shaft and tip getting a whole lot of robotic love. And he certainly didn't dissappoint, barely going a second without giving up a massive stream of cum. That cum was pumped away to the storage rooms, where there was a whole lot of work going on.

First, his was was pumped straight into massive fluid-trucks, which would distribute his seed to more rural areas and communities. There was a massive line of these trucks, and their size was like that of a commerical airliner. However, it didn't take long at all for that line to be filled and on it's way. Next up were the vast storage tanks underground. These were mind-bogglingly vast, extending miles deep underground. The clinic was lucky, as they'd built straight over a vast and extensive cave system which was quickly co-opted into a storage tank in preperation for Derricks visit. Despite Derricks prouctivity, this sheer size was going to take some time to fill. And it did. Filled right to the top. Next up were the smaller tanks. Smaller than the cave, sure, but still vast. 

In order to try and mitigate some of his production even slightly, multiple workers decided to drink straight from the tap, in a literal sense. There were taps dotted about the pipe-system for the workers to.. entertain themselves with. With a simple twist of the valve, any worker could happily gulp down all that warm, virile goodness. It was scientifically proven to be very, very healthy for a female to ingest after all! There's no downside whatsoever. The woman who drank the most even received a pay bonus at the end of the week, so of course, there was a lot of competition.

The only problem was that it was very, very hard for the workers to pull their maws away from these taps. Once a drop of Derricks cum had entered their mouth, they craved more and more and more. Even as their bellies bloated from over-filling on that wonderful, tasty goodness.. 

This continued throughout the rest of the evening as the sun started to touch down. It couldn't come fast enough. The clinic workers were down to the emergency barrels, having filled everything else. Every drop that spilt was an incalculable loss, one that could not be allowed to happen. Unfortunately for them.. well, they ran out of barrels. A cry went up and the workers freezed for a moment, before quickly rushing to action. They had been prepared for this, thank god. It was always a possibility, due to Derricks extreme productivity. Hoses were brought out of storage attached to the pipe system and a team of workers stood by as the final barrel was filled. The second they shut off the flow to the barrel, the workers quickly stuffed the hose-end between their legs, and waited. They watched as Derricks cum travelled through the hose, bulging it out from the sheer volume, before they all moaned in unison as cum burst into their wombs. Their wombs quickly started to bloat, and the effects were obvious as their bellies started to swell, their clothes becoming tighter and tighter... this was an emergency process, but thankfully they only needed to hold on for a few minutes. The milking machine was set to run until the sun went down, and glancing off to the horizon, it seems they only had a few minutes to go. Fresh workers quickly rushed over to take their own share, as the others wobbled off with their newly bloated stomachs. The moans and squeals of delight were audible throughout the building as they received their own helping of Derricks cum..

It seemed like the third and final team were needed, and they started to rush forward before an alarm went out, and the flow of cum finally ended. The workers looked out and watched as the hovering orb of the sun was finally swallowed by the horizon. A cheer went up as Derrick's assigned worker rushed in to take off the milking apparatus. 

He smirked as she came hurrying in, stretching his arms and legs to make sure his muscles wouldn't cramp. He let out a huff of satisfaction as the machine was disengaged from his engorged member. He'd had a good day today, and he made sure to let the worker girl know how much he had enjoyed himself. His paws invaded her tight shirt and fondled those cute, plump, squishy tits of hers. He pulled her closer and smirked, watching as she trembled. 

"You get first dibs tomorrow, honey. Well done~"

The worker almost collapsed at that, barely managing to stay on her foot-paws. Lucky girl! She nodded and took Derricks paw in her own. It was quite tender, really. And adorable. She led him to his room, where Derrick was treated to the sight of Ashley laid out nude on the bed. His massive cock, despite all its work today, was already back to full mast the second he laid eyes on her. The worker bowed to them both before leaving, and shutting the door behind her.

That night, nobody really got much sleep throughout the whole building. All they could hear was passionate, lust-filled love making. The bed partially broke only an hour in, so the noise was amplified by the springs of the mattress. Not that anybody cared, much. The workers who slept in the building, nor the horde of women camping in front of the building. Their paws were working themselves hard as they listened in to the love session going on inside. Imagining themselves in the girls place. Wishing that they could have Derrick all to themselves. Well.. that last part, was going to become a reality when the sun rose in the morning.

Sunday dawned, and the doors flew open. Women pushed and shoved each other to be the first in line. Workers did their best to restore order, succeeding after 15 minutes or so of utter chaos. While all this was going on, Derrick kept his word to the worker from the previous day. She'd taken him from his room that morning, bringing him to the public session room before pushing him back on a couch and mounting that cock with burning lust. Derrick was very delighted to see that the woman he'd chosen was in fact the Cheetah girl from the first video he watched. Now he could enjoy that lavish body that he'd been drooling over to his heart's content. 

She certainly lived up to her species assumptions, riding his gorgeous rod at a speed that not many others could achieve. And it felt good. Derrick clasped her thighs tightly in his paws, squeezing hard as he bucked his hips to really hammer all those good spots deep inside her. He felt her insides twitch as she came again, and he couldn't help but praise her. "You're such a very good girl, aren't you, pretty kitty? You're certainly my favourite girl who works here.. maybe I'll come back!"

The cheetah girl leant down and kissed him, and Derrick could feel her cum yet again. The poor girl was going to pass out at this rate if she kept up. Not that he minded. It was always adorable to feel their strength leave them, slumping against his body as he unloaded more of his genetic code inside them. 

Unfortunately, their love-making had a deadline. Derrick still had to serve as many of the hordes of women of all ages in the building's lobby. With a hard ass spank, leaving behind a bright-red paw mark on her plump rump, his balls unloaded their creamy treat inside her burning womb, quenching it's desperate need if only for a moment. She could barely walk, instead hobbling to the door and blowing Derrick a kiss before she left, hitting a button on the wall. 

That button activated a light in the lobby, which turned green, signalling to the horde that their treat was ready. Some wide double-doors that had been locked, let out a small buzz before the locks disengaged. There was an electric energy passing through every desperate female body in the room before they surged for the doors, all rushing to their end goal: Derrick.

As they swarmed the door and entered the public session room, Derrick was waiting with a wide smile on his muzzle. "Heya, Ladies. Come get some~" he teased, both paws slowly stroking his cock. 

The best way to describe the rest of the day would be to say that it was an utterly lust-crazed, sex-filled harem. Derrick relaxed as countless bodies tried to get closer to him, or more accurately, his cock. Tongues licked and tasted every part of him, maws trying to drink up his pre-cum while others did their best to shove his cock inside them. Once a girl was lucky enough to do so, the rest were delegated to ball-worshipping. Those massive orbs were so heavy, so very full. They could all hear the sloshing inside them, all that warm, sticky seed that was ready to turn them all into mothers. Their wombs cried out for him, for his sperm. After an hour or two of manic jostling for their chance, order started to establish itself, with Derrick at the lead. Although it was fun to watch them all fight for him, he also wanted to make sure that they all got their turn. And, of course, they would listen to him. 

Soon a line formed around the room, out the door, through the halls and lobby, and outside. Derrick stretched out as another woman clambered onto his bitch-breaker. This one was an obvious MILF, mature yet utterly drop-dead gorgeous. She even had a ring on her finger. "Guess the hubby will be happy to see your belly swell with more pups, huh honey~?" he asked her, smirking. Her face went bright red as she lowered herself onto his cock, moaning in ecstasy. 

"Y-yeah.. well.. he'll never be able to give me a p-proper litter.. s-so I n-need you~"

A few other women in the room cheered and lifted up their paws, showing off their rings too. Derrick smiled at them all. It felt good to be the only one able to give these girls what they needed. And everyone that day would leave with a belly full of potent sperm, invading their ovaries and enslaving their eggs. He was so fertile that it could take days for all his sperm to finally work their way through a girl's system. Days and days of that spunk caressing a girl's eggs, making her into a mommy.. no wonder they were on the brink of orgasm constantly. 

The line of girls seemed to never end. Young girls. Older, mature girls. Any and all species. They all descended upon that one room, desperate for Derrick. They may never get another chance to receive actual, orgasmic sex. Their boyfriends and husbands just.. couldn't perform. They certainly could never conceive together. They needed Derrick. And this was their one chance. Once the day was up, and he moved on, they'd have to use his stored cum for reproduction.. and that wasn't as fun as the real deal.

Derrick made sure to give every girl that day exactly what they wanted. Mind-shattering, bed-breaking, pussy-destroying sex. And every girl that day left with a full womb, entirely fertilised. A 100% success rate. As the sun dropped once more and Derrick left the clinic, escorted to his vehicle convoy, Ashley's paw entwined with his own, he looked out over the city and smiled. This place was happy, and it was time to move on.