Balto watched as Steele and Jenna walked down the street without a care in the world. They looked like they never knew what the word “trouble” even meant. The wolf dog hybrid watched the “lovers” walk in the crowd, smiling to himself as he watched the two of them playfully nipping at one another's necks. As usual, no one in town wore anything short of a scarf and only if the need was desperate.


Balto and Steele’s feud has been going on for as long as they were pups. Steele was called out for being a bully to the hybrid and they both managed to control positive looks from the rest of the town but that didn’t stop either of them from constantly being at each other's metaphorical throat. They’d compete in just about anything and everything; running, eating contests, who can hold their breaths the longest, etc. Despite both males being well into their adult years, neither of them knew when to give it up. Besides is genuine good looks, Balto already had the sore malamute beat down stairs. 


Even now, it wasn’t uncommon for any passerby’s make a bet on who'd win whatever crazy competition it was. Little to say that both males have made a lot of people a lot of money over the years. Plus, the town had to give it to them for their level of creativity.


This reached a head when Jenna, the object of both their affections, finally gave into Steele’s constant begging and decided to give him a chance before Balto. Balto always treated her better than the malamute ever did or would but he respected her initial decision. For the hero of the city, it was almost torture. Almost as bad as the time both of them lifted weights with their fat balls. Balto enjoyed it but gave in when Steele convinced him that since his are as big as beach balls and go down to his knees he needed more weight.


Pride wasn’t the wolf-dog’s thing but just that once, he took the challenge.


Steele would flaunt her around as they walked around town like a trophy. Chest puffed up, teeth gleaming with a sinister smile, a proud stride in his step with his free swinging balls slapping his thighs and Jenna just dealing with him. For her part, the husky showed an immense level of patience, crossing her arms and just doing her best to not show too much contempt for her choice. She wanted to see if there was a more gentle canine under all that burly black and white fur; a true sweetheart that could have surprised her.


But nope; the same big headed pig in dog’s clothing.


Balto would have taken her out of his clutches but it was her decision to give him a shot. He wasn't gonna storm in and pull her away like some lug head. He’s a gentleman afterall. A gentleman who wants to take her away from the overconfident bully. 


To sweep her off her feet! Care for, love and have a big family with her! 


Balto wanted her more than anything else in the whole village.


The whole world even! 


Boris, his father knew the cub he cared for wanted the sweet warm coated young girl. And even as a young cub, the boy packed a fat cock that would put most males twice his age to shame. Even while in his sheath, it could easily drag across the snowy ground when he stood up. He raised him up to be a good, strong wolf with morals. That’s the only reason he’s not as much of a blow heart like Steele. 


Or why he wasn’t the town stud with a little every month, if not every day from a harem of beautiful women. Girls of all shapes, sizes and ages would always try and get the wolfdogs eyes on them. But the proud wolf knows what he wants and he wouldn’t, nay COULDN’T be tempted by any of them no matter how hard they tried. Even when they all went into heat and basically threw themselves at his feet, they didn’t stand a chance. 


Steele on the other hand… Whenever the girls that couldn’t control themselves needed a male, Steele was ready to pounce. He’d managed to breed two or three girls before they left town, embarrassed that their stud turned out to be the former head musher rather than the big dicked hero of the town. Not that the malamute had any problems with that. Just “sowing his wild oats”, as he liked to put it whenever he got the chance to brag about it. 


The whole town watched the normally patient Balto slowly lose his usually calm and collected edge as the months dragged on. As the weeks passed, they noticed the tame wolf-dog change, physically. His fur began to darken slightly, his already golden eyes became brighter, seemingly as if they glowed in the dark. Boris noticed his son changing but instead of being worried, he wanted his boy to get riled up. He knew the wolf in him wouldn’t let this insult stand. 


To watch his lover, his mate be taken by someone or anyone that wasn’t him.


By the time of the second month, Balto looked like a twisted, bigger version of himself.


Darkend brown-gray fur that had thickened considerably. Anyone, male or female, couldn’t help but admire the thick winter coat. Muscles brimming with power and hidden underneath. Whenever he spoke, his hushed, gentle voice came out deeper than normal. Whenever an unsuspecting young canine girl heard his voice rubbing into her ears, they were always left squirming and their minds eagerly imagining themselves under his power.


The final change that everyone in town would whisper about was seeing how much bigger Balto’s already hyper balls had grown. Already the size of beach balls, the stud didn’t have any kind of shame or care as he did his day to day. Mushing, running, working out or even hunting for food for the local lodge; it was as if he needed an outlet for the raw sexual energy that never seemed to have a limit. As if he was preparing for something.


That something turned out to be Jenna’s heat.


Balto’s body knew it was coming. Hearing and knowing that Steele, had had sex with his mate was what jump started the minor transformation. The wolf blood in him boiled as it readied him to claim his woman. Every mile he ran, every moment his muscles flexed and strained was to take and give his Jenna the night she deserves from the wolf who loves her.


        “Don’t worry Jenna… In due time…” He muttered to himself, a dark smile crossing his lips. 




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Day in and day out, Jenna more or less built up a routine as she dealt with Steele’s antics. Almost everyday, he’d take her out and would just gush over her like a flower in the spring. Telling her how much he loved her, how gorgeous she is and complementing the softness of her winter coat. He never talked about what she liked, what interests she held or anything that didn’t involve her physical attributes. 


It was the same especially when they became… Intimate. The moment he saw her body, he was like a pup seeing his first stake. Her exposed breasts, her firm yet plump rear and every curve was being molested by his wandering cold eyes. The malamute made no effort to hide his leering as he ordered her to dance to get him in the mood. If there was one good thing the husky could see in him, it was his decent package, at the very least. He filled her out good but…  


It wasn’t a good fit. 


His thick pink dick did a good job but his actions were far from satisfying for her. No build up, no kissing, nothing romantic. Just pure sex with no spice to it. Even as bland as it was, he was also unwilling to even give her a decent orgasm. In the ten or so times they had sex, not once did she get herself off without the need of one of her manty hidden toys when she was sent home by him. One of her favorites being closer to a soft scale model of a certain wolf… 


She was thankful her heat hadn’t come on yet but it was approaching and she knew it. No thanks to the lunk head of a dog humping her day and night trying to get lucky and accelerate it. Jenna knew she didn’t have to worry about that happening. She’s just like her mother and knew that only when she’s in heat that she’d have any chance of getting a big litter of puppies being put inside her. 


A month and a half in and she wakes up an hour early, expecting Steele to come around any moment. 


        “God, why did I think he’d be anything more than what he is?” She asked herself as she looked at herself in the mirror. After fluffing and drying her fur out after a nice shower, she wanted to relax and let herself have some peace before another day with the moppish malamute. “Just another few weeks…”


**DING DONG~!**


After just one deep breath, she flinched at the sound of her own doorbell. She knew it was Steele but he usually knocked on the hard wood to get her attention. After a few moments of silence, she heard another doorbell ring.


        ‘Ugh…’ 


Gathering some strength of will, she was able to pull herself up from the chair she was lounging on and went to the front door. After making sure her fur was properly placed before beginning another “date day”.


Standing in front of her, instead of the usually black and white fur with icy blue eyes, stands a familiar yet different figure. 


The Balto she knew wasn’t afraid to hold his head high as he walked around and just a head taller than her. 


The wolf standing before her seemed like he grew at least a few inches in height. Enough to be a notable difference. His signature dark brown, gray fur had darkened considerably. Whenever the two of them had a free moment in the day to talk, she couldn’t stop herself from getting in close to breath in the gentle yet potent scent he gave off. She’d heard through whispers in town that Balto had grown bigger but seeing it for herself is a far different experience than only hearing about it. In the dark of early morning, his dark yellow eyes gleamed in the early morning darkness as he looked at her. 


Behind those ember eyes, she knew the same friend she’s known since they were pups is still there. Only grown up.


        “B-Balto!” She gasped. “It’s so early! I didn’t expect to see you! Umm…” For the first time in the past month and a half, she felt a deep spark go off inside of her. Subconsciously, she puffed out her own chest, showing off her ample breasts to the pent up beast. 


        “I just wanted to see how you’re doing and make sure Steele isn’t bothering you too much.”


Her ears trembled at the deep baritone his voice had taken on to his normal tone. Jenna wasn’t sure where she should look. Craning her neck to look up at him, looking at his thick chest or glancing down at the massive sheathed monster hiding down along with his hyper sized balls. Standing so close, she wasn’t sure what would have been easier; trying to hold herself back or trying not to bury herself into his chest and confide to him just what kind of mistake it was to give the walking headache, Steele, a chance. 


She expected him to just stroll right in. To ravage and take her right then and there. 


Instead, the half-blooded wolf-dog simply wanted to talk to her. Not about anything in particular but… Just talk. It was nothing more than a friend coming to check in on another friend. She invited him in for some coffee and everything just felt normal. Throughout their little talks, she had to bite her tongue to stop herself from asking him why he hasn't tried anything. Especially with Steele snooping around her.


Not only would it be rude but insulting that she’d even come to that conclusion.


Day after day, night after night.


He would come over and simply talk to her about anything and everything. No intimate touching, no kissing or flirting. Jenna felt herself being driven crazy over the amount of self control he was displaying. Even when Steele, in a bold move, kissed her right in front of him. Hand on her bare waist, physically claiming her as his.


        “Like what you see, mutt?” Steele flashed his canine’s, hoping to get a rise out of the bigger, newer Balto.


With only a smile on his face, he waved the two of them off, dragging his heavy nuts across the snowy ground and simply laughing off what had happened. The malamute was baffled but quickly pulled himself together and took the two of them off to some other part of town. 


Interactions like this were becoming more and more common through the last weeks of Jenna’s trial with Steele. It agitated the black and white dog but he wouldn’t allow himself, or his pride, to be swayed. To him, victory was all but guaranteed. 


Finally, Jenna’s heat had finally started.


In the middle of the night, she woke up to every part of her body feeling hotter than normal. Her breath felt short and an ache inside her seemed to come up from nowhere. 


        “Oh god…” She whispered to herself as she let one hand slide down between her creamy white fur lined thighs. A hiss escaped her maw as she began to play with her lips, pulling them apart gently and teasing a finger as she enjoyed the sensation of her heat’s first hour. With no one else around, Jenna allowed herself to be liberal with her voice; moaning wantonly as she called out the name of the wolf who has haunted her dreams. 


The wolf who has left her feeling lonely and hungry for his touch.


        “I’m right here Jenna.”


In the darkness of night, Jenna’s ears picked up the strong yet tender tones of his voice. A gentle knocking at the door of her room and there he is.


His imposing figure would look threatening to anyone else but the powerful mutt didn’t need to look threatening. Thanks to her natural night vision, he looked like a gift from the gods, sent down to give her exactly what the poor, heat stricken Jenna needed. 


        “H-how did you know?”


        “I could pick up your sweet smell a mile away. I’ve known you since we were pups. I could tell it was coming. Just a matter of when.” He stated. “God, you smell so good.”


Jenna knew he wasn’t lying. When it came to the two of them, there’s no need for things like secrets between very close friends.


        “Balto… Did you only hold back because of me?” She walked up to the imposing wolf, looking up to meet his gaze. “You could have taken me anytime. Why did you wait?” Jenna braced herself for whatever he was about to say.


        “Because, I wanted you to know I’m not Steele. I wasn’t going to take you away from him because it made me upset. That your judgement matters more than my own. So I waited and bidded my time, knowing you were going to go into heat. And…” Balto stepped forward, pulling her into a deep hug. “I wanted to smother out any hint of that weakling's scent on you and claim you the moment your heat came through.” The final sentence came out as a deep growl as he tightened his hold on her. 


It was time. 


Time to give in and let nature take its course.


        “Oh Balto!” The young husky woman wrapped her arms around his thick chest. “Please claim me! I’m so sorry I betrayed you and gave him a chance!”


In the darkness of night, Balto pulled her closer for a kiss. Jenna felt like snow, melting into his hug. The husky woman could already feel his throbbing monster waking up and poking her stomach. The kiss felt like it lasted more than it really did. As if she was washing the taste of the malamute out of her mouth. Every little hair on her body stood on end as they separated and Balto slowly kissed his way down her neck.


        “Feeling better?”


        “You’ve already beat Steele in more ways than one, just now.” Jenna’s own hand went back to her lover's backside and without warning, gave it a good hard slap. Loud enough to break through the silence of the night.


        “Mmmh, yeah Jenna…! Rev me up real good!” Because there are no secrets between them, including Balto’s favorite fetish; getting spanked. 


Turning the light on, Jenna got a good look at the fat ass of her lover. The usually gentle woman had a devious grin on her face as she ran her hand over the thick mound. With him leaning on the bed, showing his rear end off to her, the sight looked too good to resist. With one hand on his squishy, left cheek she raised her paw high and gave him another hard whack. Again and again, she didn't hold back as she let loose a flurry of strikes on him.


Each cheek jiggled and earned a grunt of satisfaction from the big wolf. He begged her again and again to hit him, telling her to imagine it’s Steele she’s hitting. While still behind him, her hands went down to the big balls, patting them down and feeling the thick loads brewing inside them. 


        “You gonna breed me big boy? You gonna stuff me full of your puppies with these?” While still holding them, she leaned forward and whispered into his ear, biting it ever so gently. “Give me all that seed you’ve been hiding away for months?


        “You won’t be able to walk when I’m done with you.” He growled back. She could see his gargantuan cock hitting the bed, spurts of pre-cum soaking into her bed sheets thanks to the assault she gave his plump rear end. 


Making her way to the bed, she turned to see the monster face to face. His coc was easily bigger than his forearm, reaching up to the size of a horse on an assortment of breeding steroids. The knot alone looked like it would be bigger than a ripe grapefruit. She licked her lips seeing the thick veins throbbing all across like a show before the party.


Jenna jumped onto the bed, wiggling her ass before him. The waiting beauty didn’t need to wait long until she felt the fa end of his length make contact with her. Her heart felt like it was ready to burst as he pushed further and further until finally, Jenna felt every inch being stuffed inside her! Her eyes lit up, her voice vanished as she felt her eager womb being filled up by the blunt end of the thick, onyx dark cock. 


        “B-BALTO!” She finally called out his name, gripping the sheets as the bulge of her belly seemed to grow bigger from hearing his name being called. “H-harder!!” She needed this. She needed to feel her lover stuff her insides and use her until they were both satisfied. Unlike with Steele, she enjoyed every split second of pleasure.


Gone was the innocent and proper young woman in need of love. Now with her true mate, Jenna loved degrading herself to being Balto’s one and only. The cock lusted after so many other dogs around town by the wolf-dog half-breed she loves with all her heart. It’s all hers after months of patience!


        “J-Jenna, you’re so warm!”


Balto didn’t give her any time to rest. His hips were a blur as his fat balls slapped her ass as payback for before. The bed creaked and rocked as her insides were stuffed beyond capacity with her womb sucking on the end of his meat like a sucker. The bed sheets took her clawing as she tried to hold herself together but failed at every moment. Jenna simply barked and whined as the fire inside her sent climax after climax through her with every thrust. 


Each one for every failed orgasm Steele couldn’t get out of her.


After making sure he’s seated nice and deep inside her, Balto let go of her hips and perched himself right on top of her back and his head right by hers. He humped her as hard as he could, barely giving the girl a break to catch her breath from the assault. Her moans and whimpers became music to his ears as he listened to every last one. His clawed paw gently wrapped around her neck, tracing across her throat. The feeling of danger and love mixed together for them both as they both felt themselves nearing their end. 


Balto slowly grinds his knot in, desperate to fit it inside. Her already snug and wet tunnel held onto him, daring not to waste any amount of his potent gift to the already soaked bed sheets. 


        He asked her,“Who’s my girl?” 


        “I am!” She whimpered. 


        “Who?” He growled, gritting his teeth as he finally stuffed in his fastly expanding knot.


        “J-JENNA! JENNA’S YOURS, BALTO!!”


Balto gripped the bed as hard as he could along with Jenna as he lurched forward. With an audible ‘pop!’ The big stud is finally, fully inside of his one true love. His already bloated balls felt like they were going into overdrive as they tightened up. If watching his woman with another man wasn’t enough, he didn’t dare waste one drop and stopped himself from masturbating. Nearly 2 months of puppy seed ready and on the way.


Jenna felt him grow bigger. 


And Bigger.


And bigger.


Finally! The piping hot seed erupted inside her like a volcano. Tears of pleasure and happiness came out of her eyes as her already occupied and stuffed belly slowly filled up with the thick, white protein shake. Very unlady-like sounds came out of her hoarse throat as her belly was forced to expand to keep all of her mates seed in her. She trembled, gushing around his monster cock and covering him in her cum as he kept filling her up. She clenched her muscles, trying to keep it all in until Balto placed a hand on hers, kissing her neck. 


        “Mmm… You smell so good. That pup’s musk is gone without a trace.” He ran his free hand on her bloated belly. “And we have some pups of our own coming in now.”


No matter how much would spill out now, she’d be a mommy and he’d fill her right back up.


She relaxed and felt a river of cum pool between her legs, kissing her lover on the lips as he kept pumping her full. If she looked at herself right now, she knew she’d look like she’s expecting a liter of 6 or even 10, easily.


Excellent practice for the future. 


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2:47 PM


After waking up late, Steele strolled down to Jenna’s home as if he didn’t have any worries in the world. He laughed as he snubbed at people and waved at all the girls in town. Some of them were nice and waving back while others sheepishly tried to ignore him. He didn’t care. He had his woman.


He knocked on her door, expecting to see her gorgeous figure.


Instead, the malamute came face to face with a cum soaked Jenna, her stomach stuffed full of primal wolf seed. His nose, assaulted with the unmistakable stench of Balto. It was so overpowering that it made his eyes water. Standing right behind his defiled flower is the mutt of his nightmares. Arm around her shoulder and a smile on his face.


        “Heya Steele. Looks like you came a little late.”