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Untamed Spirit Bringer
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Gabe feels the tug of the leash on his collar as he’s pulled forward by his master.
“Ah~! Sir, are you sure?” He asks, looking down at the wolf’s backside.
“Did I stutter? If you’re going to be a proper sub, you better be prepared to serve your master any way they desire!”
“Y-yes, sir!” Timidly, he aims his cock under Argus’s tail and sinks inside. Having never seen the werewolf bottom, Gabe is surprised at how welcoming and tight it is. “Ah! I-I’m inside!”
“Well? Don’t just sit there admiring the scenery!” Argus gives the leash another tug and growls, “Get to work!”
The mouse nods and starts thrusting, trying to remember his training and pace himself. He pants and squeaks with each slap of his hips, having grown unaccustomed to topping while in Argus’s service. His cock, already leaking pre, works in and out, doing a surprisingly good job at filling up the werewolf.
Confused but not daring to stop, Gabe looks down at his master. “Ah~ sir, forgive my question but: did-did you get, ah-, smaller?”
“Finally noticed, eh?” Argus replies, looking back over his shoulder. “New moon is coming up. It’ll be a bit before I’m back at full strength.”
“You change size, -ah-, with the lunar cycle, master?”
The werewolf chuckles, “Remember when we first met? I was still pretty skinny from the previous month. I usually take a nice moon-bath in the ring to bulk up, but the rock you three gave me charged me up more than I’ve felt in years!”
Gabe falters as he realizes something. “Wait, new moon? Master, you mean it hasn’t even been half a month?”
“Hah! Feeling tired already? I still have plenty more spots to fill in my gallery!” He pushes back into Gabe’s thrust and huffs, “Now pick up the pace! I'm gonna end up falling asleep if you don’t start putting some muscle into it!”
“Ah~ yes, sir!”
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