title: Thirsty aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [MWBlueWolf] id: [22685146] date: 星期三, 十月 26日 2022, 3:52:49 下午 modified: 星期三, 十月 26日 2022, 3:59:45 下午

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Thirsty

Author: MWBlueWolf Source: Thirsty

Commission for Banryu "Thirsty" Story by MWBlueWolf uploaded by Banryu

Banryu sighed softly, the wolf grinning to himself as he typed up the rest of his text. He had found another sub online, the eager rabbit on the other end practically begging to be taught his place. The bunny had no idea what was in store for him. It was certainly a welcome way to relax after a long day, the canine’s rough soles damp with sweat, recently released from the confines of his old sneakers. The wolf’s phone lit up with a ding; the rabbit had agreed to meet up at the next con. A sly smile spread across Banryu’s lips, his toes digging into the carpet as he tried to tally the count. Was it six toys he had collected so far? Seven? He had lost a few along the way—the worthless things that couldn’t keep up with his demands and had to be disposed of. But those that he kept became his permanent worshippers.  

One such toy was at his feet, tugging at the thin chain that kept him tethered to the wolf God’s ankle. He couldn’t have been more than an inch or two tall, his fur still damp with sweat after being smothered in that sneaker all day. Drake, as he had been called before being down-sized, was an obedient pet, the kangaroo’s body showing some wear from the wolf’s playtime with him. The orange and blue dyed locks in his hair were matted with dried cum and sweat, and his body was rich with the scent of the dominant male. Since the wolf had arrived home, Drake got to work as usual, servicing those broad paws until his master decided what to do with him next.

After some time, Banryu's toes twitched slightly. Something was off; those dutiful strokes and licks against his sore paw pads were becoming few and far between. He cast his eyes down, smirking at the pathetic sight below. The tiny kangaroo's body was slouched over slightly, his tongue still hanging from his mouth as he gazed at that paw as if in a daze.

In truth, Drake hadn't had anything to drink all day, the only taste on his tongue being the salty musk of Banryu's toes. The pet was beginning to feel weak from dehydration. The kangaroo smacked his dry lips, his gaze slowly wandering up to his master's impatient frown. When those lips pulled back in a snarl, the micro's heart leapt to his throat. The voice that followed was powerful, coarse, dominant—everything Drake had come to expect from the god that loomed high above.  

"What is it, you little fuck? Thirsty or something?" Banryu taunted, the male at his toes trembling with every syllable. Drake bit his lip, slowly nodding his head with what little energy he could muster. He was terrified by his master's tone, but each word made his cock throb harder against his stomach. There was something intoxicating about the wolf above, and it was more than just his masculine musk. No, the wolf seemed to radiate it. Drake was completely at Banryu's mercy, and the wolf God knew it. This time, he showed the micro an ounce of his favor. "...here, then. Drink up."

It began as a froth at the tip of his tongue, the white orb bubbling against his lips as he leaned forward so that the brown runt at his feet was clearly in sight. The wolf had always been a good shot when it mattered, his tongue peeking out from his pursed lips mere seconds before slipping backwards and launching what must have seemed like several gallons of wolf drool to the floor. His aim was dead-on.

That thick wad of spit splashed against Drake's body like a cannon-ball, knocking the wind from his lungs as he threw up his paws reflexively. By the time the kangaroo caught his breath again, the viscous liquid had already begun to pool at his back, soaking him from head to toe in the scent of his master's maw.

With a trembling pant and a girlish moan, the kangaroo brought a paw to his lips, his tongue sliding against his fingers as he licked up the wolf’s slobber, replacing it with his own. It slid heavily into his stomach with each gulp, the flavor sending shivers down the tiny pet’s spine as he remembered the last time he had tasted the wolf’s spit. Drake had been sure he intended to swallow him whole back then.  

The kangaroo’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a shutter, a blinding light flashing over his entire body and making him wince at the sudden burst. Banryu smiled from his perch, his fingers tapping at the screen of his phone, which was followed by another flash. “You should see how pathetic you look,” the wolf sneered as he continued his impromptu photo shoot.

One of Banryu’s massive forepaws slid along his inner thigh, coming up to grip the impressive bulge forming in his front. Seeing the micro in his proper place always did seem to stir the wolf’s sense of superiority, among other things. He rolled his thick cock around in his pants through the fabric of his shorts, his eyes still locked on the tiny worshipper silently savoring his saliva. A smile crawled across his lips, his fingers squeezing just a little tighter until a bubble of pre began to push through his underwear. “I hope you saved your appetite,” the wolf growled, “you’re having cum again for dinner!”

Drake flinched a bit at these words, his stomach growling softly. He slowly nodded his head, gulping down another mouthful of his master’s spit, and gasped for air. He knew he would have plenty to eat if that were the case, and another soft whimper of pleasure crawled from between his lips. The wolf smirked before returning his attention to his phone.

Banryu flipped back through his photos, admiring the shot he had just taken. The micro kangaroo's body glistened with saliva, his tongue hungrily lapping at his spit-drenched fingers. Banryu chuckled; the folks on the macro message boards were going to love this.