The night was dark, the skies were clear, and the stars sparkled like little pinpricks on the eternal veil of blackness. Hugh stood on the narrow balcony and stared into the never-ending abyss. The large dubwool sighed because today was just another long day after another long, exhausting week. Since his size and his brawn were his only defining features, he had become a dock worker. Transporting crates and carrying construction materials, that was his life, even though he was so fed up with it by now. But there was nothing else he could do. His mood was terrible, but at least he lost himself a little looking at the stars. It made him sleepy and allowed him to forget his worries for a bit. The ram languidly counted the tiny, sparkling dots. There were far too many to count them all. Usually, he tried to get as far as he could before he eventually stumbled into his bed and fell asleep.

He hadn’t even counted to a hundred when a sudden flash caught his interest. A very narrow bright line stretched all across the sky, a shooting star! Hugh tracked it excitedly and quickly remembered to make a wish. The dubwool closed his eyes and softly murmured his deepest hope to the sky. No one was supposed to hear it, except the distant, shimmering shooting star, which had disappeared behind the horizon already. He clenched his fists and grumbled. The ram immediately regretted his superstition. What could a faraway shooting star do for him anyway? Great, now he had destroyed that illusion too and couldn’t look back into the evening sky without feeling exceptionally stupid. Not even the usually so comforting black veil could help him relax today. The dubwool turned around and angrily dropped into his bed. The mattress groaned as his heavy body landed on it. Hugh was a towering mountain of muscles, which was the only thing others needed from him, he thought unhappily. No one cared about the man behind this facade. Then he heard a strange ringing from the window.

He turned around and spotted a bright, glowing something standing there on his balcony. Startled, he jumped up and went into a defensive stance. ”What?” he muttered aghast. The incredibly bright glow dimmed, and he began to recognize a shape in it. It was a small creature with a curiously large head. The image of it cleared up more, and Hugh’s fear turned into pure awe once he recognized it. The new arrival had a white, softly glowing body and wore half of a star on its head. Hugh rummaged through his mind trying to remember the name of this mythical figure. ”Jirachi!” he blurted out stupidly. The little guy brushed glittering dust from its skin and looked up straight into the ram’s eyes. Large black pupils and a narrow turquoise iris, its eyes were as mesmerizing as the night sky, the dubwool thought.

”Well, yes, I’m a jirachi. However, I’d prefer it if you called me by my name. I’m not gonna call you dubwool either, am I?” the tiny figure spoke with an enchanting voice. It sounded loud and silent at the same time, was crystal clear, but like a fleeting whisper, urging but soothing. ”Now, we should get acquainted first. My name’s Bella. Tell me yours, person who called upon me.” 

Hugh stepped back and stumbled into his bed. He had called upon her? When had this happened? Wait, the shooting star, he remembered. ”It is Hugh. Hugh, that’s my name,” he croaked with a dry throat. ”Are you- are you the shooting star I just saw?”

The jirachi’s laugh jingled like a bell. ”No, my dear Hugh,” she chimed. ”What you saw wasn’t me. But it was what called me here.” 

The dubwool breathed nervously. This situation overwhelmed him. He didn’t know what to do or say, and he was still debating whether this was real and not just a hallucination. He rubbed his eyes, but the warmly radiating figure was still there. ”But, why?” he whispered. The ram watched the ethereal, little person as she strode through his room inspecting everything he had. Each of her steps made a soft, ringing sound as they hit the wooden floor. She elegantly turned on her heels and gave him a beautiful smile.

”Luck and potential, Hugh. That’s what brought me here today. I felt your incredible sorrow and was compelled to visit you,” she chimed. ”You uttered your deepest, most desperate desire against the sky, and I listened. I am here to help you find a new life, my dear.” 

Hugh still sat there, clutching his bedsheets tightly and close to crying. To him, this all felt like a dream. A nightmare that teased him with what he would never achieve. Once he awoke from this, he would be reminded of the harsh reality, and then he could only hope to forget this dream as soon as possible. Not even in his sleep was he safe.

As if she had read his thoughts, the little jirachi exclaimed passionately, ”This isn’t a dream, Hugh. Let me show you!” She stepped closer and gently brushed her hand over his leg. Her touch was wonderfully warm and soothing. 

”But why?”

”I stumbled across you just by chance. You’ve been lucky. That’s why I am here. Does this answer your question?”

”Why me?”

”Look, I’m here to grant you your deepest wish. The deeper reason for this? I honestly don’t know. I just did what I felt like doing,” the otherworldly figure rambled indignantly. ”However, this is gonna take a while. I mean, sure, I live forever, and what do I care whether I spend a minute, a year, or a hundred years somewhere? Nothing’s free, though, not even this. So, let’s talk straight here. I offer you my powers to help you find a profession that you actually like, but I want something in return.” 

The dubwool stared at her blankly, opened his mouth, and closed it a few times before he managed to utter a few words, ”What could a god like you possibly want from someone like me?” 

Bella laughed again. Her bright voice echoed through his small, dark chamber. It sounded so otherworldly and beautiful that the dubwool couldn’t help but smile a little. ”First of all, I’m flattered that you think of me as a god. I might be powerful, but I am no god. Secondly, I’ve got a simple request for you,” she tinkled. ”You’re big, you’re powerful, you’re a beautiful, handsome man. The only thing I ask in return for my services is that you fuck me. At least once every day I spend helping you.” 

”Pardon me?” the ram mumbled dumbfounded. ”I’ve heard about jirachis granting wishes, but never of such a thing. So you want something in return?” 

”Well, people tend not to mention that part,” she purred hotly. ”Granting wishes for free? As if! Now, is it a deal?”

It didn't take Hugh very long to consider her offer. This was a complete win-win situation for him. He got the help of a powerful, mythical creature, and her only request was that he had to have sex with her? He didn’t understand why and hoped there was no hidden catch, but he didn’t care anyway. This was new, this was exciting! Convinced, he said, ”Yes, it’s a deal.”

”Good decision, boy,” she chimed and gave his leg another pat.

”Now, move your blanket aside and let me see what you’re hiding.” The small jirachi climbed up onto his bed and over his leg. For someone as delicate as her, someone like him was gigantic, and she visibly struggled to get over his limb. Hugh moved his blanket aside and slowly spread his legs for her. Bella rejoiced with a gleeful cry before she clumsily dropped right in front of his crotch. Next, she crawled towards his engorging shaft that gradually emerged from its heavy sheath. ”You never tell anyone of this, you hear me?” The dubwool raised his paws and shook his head. Challenging a super-powerful creature was the last thing he wanted to do.

The jirachi grabbed his cock with both of her tiny hands. Her grip felt incredibly warm and soothing while she caressed his swelling manhood. ”Ah, this is just perfect! Hung like a beast and smells like one too!” Bella sensually pressed her pudgy body against his throbbing meat and rubbed it with her full size. Now that her glow had finally faded, the dubwool could see her actual appearance. She was plump and soft with a big bottom and massive hips. On her chest, there were two pointy, adorable bumps. The jirachi’s eyes burned with desire, her little tongue darted out and wandered all over his massive endowment. With wet, noisy slurps she greedily took in his taste. Worshiping his penis was all she needed right now. The supposedly innocent, sublime creature cursed and groaned with unbridled lust. ”Fuck, this tastes amazing!” she sang raunchily. 

Her chubby arms were too short to embrace his entire girth. Hugh never considered himself to be overly endowed. But being a dubwool meant that he was packing quite some meat, and their obvious size difference made it even more apparent. The jirachi stood upright on the mattress, her warm body pressed against his pulsating rod, and she still looked minuscule compared to his cock. Bella barely managed to peer over his flat glans, her little, round chin constantly bumping against his flesh as she moved. She dragged her mouth over the ridge of his bloated cock, caressed every single bump of the ribbed rim. Next, she pulled her tongue into the center, right over his urethra, and pushed it into his sizable cumslit. The jirachi briefly looked up and gave him a naughty grin that he didn’t know to interpret yet. Her little tongue extended into his urethra and just kept going. The ram felt it twirl and twitch inside the sensitive tube. Somehow it went all the way to the base and even beyond, implying that this tiny creature’s tongue was longer than her entire body.

The sensation got even stranger when the slender muscle became stiff and began to convulse rhythmically. Bead by bead, her prehensile tongue coaxed out his pre and gulped it down with exhilarated moans. Bella gently set her foot onto his enormous sack and massaged it with her little sole. Another squirt of his clear preseed spurted straight into her eager mouth, while the tip of her tongue tickled an indefinable, sensitive spot deep inside him. Hugh couldn’t help but giggle when the sensation became too much for him to handle. Once she considered herself satisfied, the jirachi quickly pulled out her extremely elongated muscle and licked her lips. She gave his cock a smack and groaned, ”Shit, that was delicious! I can only wonder what else you’ve got in store for me, big boy.” The jirachi dropped onto her knees and stroked each of his balls individually. ”What a potent, warm load each of these fuckers gotta contain!”

Her body started to glow again, and her chubby shape began to float. ”I hope you’re hungry as well. Because I’ve brought you something. And if you’re really lucky, I’ll even give you a treat afterward,” she snickered while she splayed her legs. Her pussy was massive compared to her size. A pink hole surrounded by two pearly white, juicy, and swollen lips. She was already sopping wet, oozing her sticky juices all over her bosom and down her thighs. Her rear looked similarly ample and luscious. Her asshole wasn’t just a little opening, but a thick, delicious donut, for lack of a better description. Hugh began to salivate from her delectable display alone. Everything about her just looked so plump and juicy.

”Hey, stop dreaming and get to work!” 

Torn from his trance, the dubwool grabbed Bella’s voluptuous thighs and pulled her closer. He dug right in, embraced her heavenly pussy, and wrapped his muzzle around her entire, little crotch. She cooed with delight as he brushed his tongue over her swollen nether lips. It was a very sloppy and messy affair. The jirachi was constantly leaking juices. Hugh swiftly stroked his tongue over her entire crotch and licked up all of this excess liquid. Sure, it was a hopeless act, and her little body already replenished what he had licked off. The dubwool didn’t care. He just wanted to have a taste of her, just like she had gotten one of him. Her supple skin and her viscous fluids left a warm, cozy sensation on his lips and tongue. Bella tasted rich, a little sweet, and wonderfully savory. Hugh swallowed this special treat, and it run down his throat like heavenly honey.

After he had had his first taste, it was time to give the little woman some attention. He started at the very top, rubbed his tongue against her hardened pleasure bud with determined force. She endorsed every stroke with exalted cries of pleasure. Her tiny hands reached for his large muzzle, fruitlessly trying to pull him closer. The ram let his muscle twist around her stiff clit. He closed his lips around it and gave it a lustful suck. He then ran his tongue down into her tight, little love channel. The tiny jirachi groaned raunchily and screamed with bliss as her body was shaken by a powerful orgasm. Her entire body tensed up, and her intimate organs bestowed him with a generous load of her delicious honey, which the dubwool was just overjoyed to receive.

Hugh rammed his big, girthy tongue back into her vagina, penetrated her with his wet muscle. Bella just didn’t stop climaxing, and his intense approach made her squirm and squeal. The ram worked her pussy as hard as he could, and she rewarded him with renewed cries of ecstasy and squirts of her yummy juices. Her generous output quickly filled his muzzle and overflowed, spilling on his chest and entire front. The large male kept going until he induced a second climax in the tiny woman, sending her into a state of blissful cries and moans once more. She stopped him with a breathless whisper, ”Hold on a second, champ! I need you inside me right now! I need you to fuck my brains out and make me forget I exist!”

Hugh backed off and licked his lips. Bella told him to get out of his bed, and he complied immediately. The jirachi gracefully hovered over to him, her little body aligning itself with his massive, throbbing erection. The dubwool huffed aroused when her dripping cunt bumped against the tip of his swollen rod. Whatever she wanted to do, it looked impossible right now. His flat dickhead was almost as large as her whole big rump. Her pussy was loose and ready, lubricated by copious amounts of fluid but it was not even nearly large enough to take him. ”Don’t worry about the limitations of the physical realm. Just grab me and stick it in. You’ll see what the cute, little body of this jirachi is capable of,” she chimed with a needy smile and pointed at herself. ”And you have to promise to not hold back, like, at all. You hear me? I want to feel the raw strength of a big, randy hunk desperate to breed. I want to forget that I’m a supernatural being! I’m your toy and don’t forget, you cannot break me, no matter how hard you try.”

The dubwool was very skeptical about her request, but she was right. She was a powerful being. Her body didn’t comply with the same mundane rules as his, like, she was floating in front of him right now, defying gravity with her chubby body. Hugh grabbed her tiny chest. His paw was almost big enough to reach around her entire torso. He felt the soothing warmth that emanated from Bella’s wondrous skin seep into his fingers. She felt surprisingly sturdy. Soft and tender on the outside, but inside her was something, probably her spine, that was exceptionally resilient and allowed him to get a good grip of her. Suddenly, the dubwool felt how she got heavier, and her limbs dangled limply from her sides. She had turned off whatever magic kept her afloat, and now she was nothing more than a glowing puppet in his huge paws. He was in full control now.

Still hesitant, he pushed his tip against her tight entrance. It seemed so incredibly stupid to even attempt this, he thought, but he didn’t anticipate what happened next. Casually, almost unnoticeably so, her outer lips made way for his bloated shaft, backed away, and opened up to embrace his massive girth. He pressed his cock against her with gentle pressure and her body did the rest. Hugh was truly stunned as he watched his turgid length slip into the tiny jirachi’s body. Then, intense warmth and pleasure embraced his mind. He felt a switch flip inside him, his restraint and hesitation vanished and he craved for more. His body developed a mind of its own and he started to thrust. It still took time to claim her magically stretching pussy, she was still ridiculously tight. A few moments later, Bella’s tiny, chubby figure was grossly deformed by his maleness, he didn’t penetrate her, he wore her like a sleeve! Her elastic, smooth skin stretched thinly across his swollen cock, but never showed any sign of wear. Hugh pushed on and kept pushing with a deeply pleasured groan until he had pushed as far as possible. As soon as he looked back down again, he realized that she had taken his whole cock, all the way from the tip to the bottom. What a strange, unreal sight, he thought for a moment.

”So, and now you go and have some fun,” Bella’s melodious voice jingled. ”Come on, fuck me! Use me! Break me!” 

A wave of lust clouded his mind, the dubwool grunted and began to thrust. It was a simple positive feedback loop. The faster and deeper he fucked her, the better he felt. The jirachi took him with no problem whatsoever. She cried in delight while he rapidly stepped up his pace. She was still as sopping wet as before, and the sounds made by her drooling, ridiculously overstuffed little cunt riled the large ram up even more. His grip got tighter and he pounded her with no consideration at all. The dubwool didn’t care about whether this was safe, or even possible, he just wanted more of this addictive pleasure. He became a slave to his lust and desire, but he didn’t care. He grunted loud and passionately, and the jirachi added her screams of enjoyment. Never did he wonder whether anyone else would hear them. Never did he spend even a single second thinking about anything else but making love to Bella’s superb pussy. The tiny, powerful creature made sure that there was nothing to worry about.

Hugh was still lucid enough to notice his first orgasm. It hit him harder than ever before and made him roar like a beast. The dubwool grabbed both of the jirachi’s stubby legs and filled her with his cum. Bella’s ridiculously overfilled belly seemingly had no trouble whatsoever with sucking up his big, wet load. Not a single drop of his potent sperm washed back and dripped out of her, she sucked in every bit and added it to her swelling belly. It formed a heavy, sloshing bulge on top of the crass distension his gigantic shaft had already caused. His climax eventually subsided, but he felt ready again almost immediately. No, the desire to breed this mythical creature had somehow gotten even worse! The ram tightened his grip and hammered his shaft back into her heavenly channel.

Time lost its meaning, everything merged into a hazy mist of sex, grunts, and sweat. Hugh never got tired, he was never worn out and never felt the need to stop. A victim to his own magically enhanced and twisted libido, he just continued pounding the little jirachi. Bella controlled him and he wouldn’t stop unless she said so. And she didn’t want to stop him. She enjoyed every second of this unbelievable, dreamlike fusion like a thousand years.

It felt like waking up to him. The dubwool thrust his last thrust, he blew his last load, and just like that, his entire need, his lust, they were gone. His mind cleared and he felt fully refreshed. Hugh glanced fleetingly at the window and noticed the orange glow of the rising sun. Hours must’ve had passed since the beginning of this, he realized. His massive rod went limp and slowly withdrew itself into its sheath. The ram took a seat on the edge of his bed and collected himself. The tiny jirachi was still floating in the air, huffing and trembling, still charged with the sexual energy of their nigh endless encounter. As if like nothing had ever happened, her body had regained its original shape, completely oblivious to the almost two feet of man meat that had been inside it until a few moments ago. But she persistently held on to the ram’s gift to her. The huge male had filled her over hours of sex and his countless orgasms blessed her with a hulking belly. It was big enough to hang down her sides with the liquid filling he had given her.

”Dear gods, that was wonderful,” she sighed with an enraptured smile. 

The dubwool swallowed and got back up. ”Um, it has gotten day, you know?” he whispered warily. 

Bella nodded and chimed happily, ”I know, time flies when you’re doing something you love. And, fuck, did I love this!” 

”I mean, I haven’t slept and I have to go to work in less than an hour.”

”Oh, don’t worry about sleep. I’ve made sure that your body is just as refreshed from our session as from a good night’s sleep. That said, I’m looking forward to doing it again this evening.” 

”Goodness,” the ram whispered. He wasn’t quite so sure about their deal anymore. This cute, mystical being was hiding a character more lustful and libidinous than any mortal could ever be. 

”Alright, you should get ready. I’ll take the morning to come up with a plan on how to deal with your situation while you’re gone. Don’t worry, you’ll still carry my blessing with you so nothing bad will happen to you,” she encouraged him. The dubwool stumbled to his dresser and dressed clumsily. He was completely at the mercy of an otherworldly, frightfully powerful being and he didn’t quite know how to feel about it right now.

Just before Hugh went out the door with a slice of old bread in his muzzle, he uttered a muffled ”Thank you.” at the jirachi. Sitting on his bed and musingly stroking her sloshing, inflated belly, Bella waved goodbye to him. This was just the beginning, the dubwool thought, what else did this curious being possibly have in store for him? Maybe he really should stop worrying. After all, he felt better and more alive than ever before, and that had to mean something, right?