It didn't happen often that John slept like a rock. He couldn't even remember the last time it had happened, and he had spent half the night dreaming about being a rockruff in a strange world full of pokemon before it turned into the hottest, most lifelike wet dream he had ever had. When he finally woke up and opened his eyes, though, he was greeted by the same pair of fuzzy brown paws as in his dream.

Still fuzzy-brained from sleep, the rockruff inspected his paws from all sides, turning them in front of his face, curling the individual toes until he finally connected the dots, the realization snapping him wide awake. "I'm a rockruff!" he blurted out the obvious, only to blink his eyes in utter confusion. Did that mean that he was still dreaming? Or had he never been dreaming at all? His bewilderment took a backseat, however, as he recalled the rest of his dream and reflexively looked down to check on the rest of his body.

Lying on his back, John was greeted by his massive equipment, his hindlegs and forelegs spread by the sheer girth of his sheath while his gargantuan nuts rested on his tail like a pair of heavy boulders. At least, he wasn't sporting any serious morning wood or he would've woken up with his cock smothering his face. Merely the tapered crimson tip of his shaft jutted out of his furry sleeve, soaked with sweat and adorned by a sparkling bead of pre. 

Captivated by the sight, the rockruff wrapped his paws around the rim of his sheath to get a feel for it, and a shaky groan escaped his muzzle as his soft pink toe beans met the sweaty fur. So extraordinarily sensitive to his own tender caress, it wouldn't stay at that single touch for long. Whining needily, he began to glide his paw pads up and down the swollen, fuzzy tube, rubbing and stroking the hot, veiny skin with rapidly growing passion. And while his nerve ends showered his mind with hot, bubbly pleasure, his muscles responded to the attention with a powerful flex, his entire abdomen contracting to make his sheath bounce and launch a squirt of pre right into his face, netting his open snout with the clear, sticky liquid.

The rockruff squeaked and gagged at the sudden influx of his own aroma. Salty, tangy, smothering his taste buds with hot, gooey goodness, he reflexively swallowed the squirt with a wet gulp, only to drool even harder when he received a deep whiff of his scent as well, inhaling the heavy, pheromone-laden musk in all its rank, inebriating richness. And since his tip was within just two inches of his muzzle, he only had to bend forward a bit and slip out his tongue to sample another taste. 

Already hooked on the taste, John's first lick devolved into a greedy flurry in no time at all. Whirling his wet, rosy muscle around his tapered glans, he lapped up more of that delicious cocktail, gorging himself on the flavors while his paws continued their dance along his sheath, squeezing and massaging even more of that tasty pre out of his rod. He briefly even dipped the tip of his taster into his leaking urethra, letting it soak in the salty delight while every gasp and huff of his own intense musk made his eyes water.

Captivated by his own dick, the world around the male swiftly faded from his mind as he lost himself in a bout of self-worship. Pumping his sheath with both paws, he eventually wrapped his whole muzzle around his tip and took it all the way to the sheath, stretching his jaw to its limits while he tucked his nose under the sweaty rim, huffing that raw, intoxicating scent right from the source. Gulp after gulp, he nursed on his cock as if he was drinking milk from a mother's teat while his restless tongue danced around the rest of his pulsing glans, cleaning every inch with his spit. Even his hindlegs joined the fun, as he rubbed his thighs against the base of his sheath while massaging his colossal cum tanks with his rear paws to wrest every last ounce of pleasure from his sensitive equipment.

With every lick and gulp, the horny mist around the rockruff's brain grew thicker; at every stroke and squeeze, his vision blurred with fresh tears and more lust, and while a steady stream of pre oozed from his throbbing tip, a familiar tension built inside his chest. Although he hadn't gotten fully erect yet, his gargantuan cock was too lazy to emerge fully from his furry sheath while the restless whirl of his tongue and paws pushed him toward the edge at an unstoppable pace.

Curled up around himself, every fiber of John's body grew taut to the brink of snapping, and even if he wasn't sure if he was ready to handle the coming flood, there was no turning back as a memory of Sonia popped into his head, drenched and full of his cum after yesterday's fun. Spurred on, he moved his paws even faster and sucked on his dick with desperate whines and moans, as thirsty for his own cum as for sweet, blissful relief.

The rockruff squealed and squeezed his eyes shut as the orgasm hit him with the might of a galloping scolipede, knocking him into a higher sphere of existence. An even wetter howl erupted from his throat before the first rope of thick, hot seed squirted into his hungry maw, turning his cry into a stunned gag. Choking on his own creamy cum, his own body didn't grant him any pause from the torrent, though, as his nuts inexorably churned up more semen, his flexing tip pumping spurt after spurt into his muzzle until it was full enough that the mess began spilling over his lips.

Finally, John swallowed — out of desperation more than anything else — but once he had taken the first gulp, the following ones became easier as the muscles in his throat joined the rhythm of his climax, working together to guide the thick, gooey flood from his nuts into his stomach. Even so, his output remained greater than what he could process, globs of sticky seed streaming across his cheeks and chest while he chugged as much as he could like a traveler dying of thirst. Ounce after ounce, he drank it all down while his paws squeezed and kneaded his pulsing assets, stroking his shaking sheath and convulsing balls to sustain his otherworldly high for as long as possible.

Thanks to his immense output, it didn't take long until the rockruff was stuffed to the brim, and although his eruption showed no signs of slowing, he ultimately had to yield to his own productivity as he simply couldn't swallow another gulp. With a groan, he let go of his sheath and slumped back, watching with heavy breath as his flexing crimson tip launched thick ropes of semen across the room like an artillery cannon, painting the walls and ceiling in gooey, milky white.

At least, his climax finally receded now that his glans wasn't trapped inside his hot, hungry maw anymore. After a few seconds, the force behind his squirts weakened to the point where the last ounces splashed onto him instead, glazing his face and chest with a thick layer of jizz before the eruption reached its end entirely, leaving him out of breath, drenched in stringy semen, and with a visible bump on his belly from his gooey breakfast. Yet, the exhaustion wouldn't diminish his satisfaction as he recovered from his high, and he licked his lips to savor the creamy flavors of his own seed when a flurry of wet squelches piqued his attention. Since his body had come to rest, neither his paws nor penis moving anymore, it had to come from somewhere else — or rather from someone else.

Turning his head, John froze as he caught sight of the huge arcanine next to him. First too sleepy, then too horny to care, he had completely forgotten that he wasn't alone in the den, and it didn't help that Sonia was ogling him with hungry eyes, letting out a throaty whine while she mashed her fat, heat-ridden spades with both paws. A wave of embarrassment washed through him, his cheeks burning red hot while his ears fell flat against his skull when he realized that she had been watching him jerk off and make a monumental mess of her home. "O-oh fuck, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to cum all over…"

"Good morning to you, too, honey, and don't worry your pretty head about it," Sonia cut the rockruff off with a breathy giggle, bending toward him to slurp the cum off his cheeks with a wet, lavish lick. "That's just par of the course with someone as gifted as you are. But if you want, you can make it up to me by helping me out with this." She demonstratively pushed out her hips, spreading her huge, dripping black cookie at him to reveal the squishy, pulsing pinks within.

"Wow, have you gotten even bigger than yesterday?" 

"Yes, and more sensitive, too," Sonia whimpered, her pussy jumping and clenching with a meaty smack. "My heat has gotten worse, and I'm pretty sure that's happening because my body noticed the potent, virile male lying next to me. Now get your stupid muzzle over here and lick me already, stud!"

This time, Sonia wasn't making a suggestion anymore, but an unambiguous command, a plea so desperate it admitted no refusal. Not that John could even think of letting her down. Licking her as punishment for nutting all over her interior honestly sounded more like a reward than anything else, and spurred by her tempting treasure, he rolled over and slotted his muzzle between her hindlegs to assist her paws on their quest for sweet relief. Her heat-ridden scent wasn't quite as thick and musky as his own, but her sweet, female pheromones were in no way less riveting, and he indulged her with a deep sniff and a broad lick across her plump, wet cookie.

The arcanine rewarded the rockruff's initial slurp with a fat squirt of her nectar and a fiery growl from the deepest depths of her chest, her whole body trembling in anticipation for more as she braced herself against his side. "Oh yes, this is great! Keep going, John," she moaned, and he gladly licked her again, dragging his wet muscle along her swollen, pulsing vulva before he plunged it deep into her pink channel, showering her sensitive insides with greedy thrusts and lashes.

John gasped when Sonia wrapped her paw around his head, unceremoniously shoving his face even deeper into her crotch, but he didn't resist even as his muzzle slid inside her hot, slippery spade. His every lick and huff was rich with her heat-boosted flavors, and her breathy cries of joy rekindled his own arousal, overriding the sluggish afterglow of his eruption with the raw sexiness of her blessed body until he lost himself in another gluttonous, horny frenzy even though his belly was still full from his own orgasm. It also helped that Sonia returned the favor with twice the dedication, burying her muzzle in his crotch to plaster his sweaty sheath and balls with licks and kisses.

The arcanine's hot breath and warm tongue took better care of the hyper-endowed rockruff's package than a hot bath, and tightly nestled against her huge, fluffy frame, he quickly lost himself in the rush. Using his slender snout like a toy, he plunged it in and out of her convulsing cunt while his tongue went wild on her clit, assaulting the sensitive nub buried within her pussy with unrelenting flicks and rubs of his taster to elicit even heavier, wetter cries from her.

Following his example, Sonia shoved her own tongue and muzzle deep into his sheath, slurping up all the leftover cum while she alleviated the strain in his gurgling nuts with a thorough massage, only for her paws to suddenly clench around his cum barrels. "Fuck yes, that's it! I'm about to…" The rest of her words got drowned out by a hearty scream as she came hard, curling up tightly around her small partner as a flurry of furious contractions rocked her abdomen. Her entire pussy — from the plump black folds to the slippery pink depths — contracted around John's muzzle in violent convulsions, and she stopped licking him, huffing his musk with her trembling nose pressed against his taper to launch her orgasmic mind into outer space.

Muzzle-deep in the arcanine's thrashing spade, the rockruff didn't stop his tongue assault just because she was cumming, though. Diligently slurping her clit and gulping down her tangy nectar, her vibrating, echoing cries of bliss were music to his ears, and only by the time her relentless high subsided, her hold finally loosening around him, he slipped back out of her cookie and slumped back with a silly grin on his lips. "Wow, what a way to wake up."

"Ah, absolutely. Thanks a lot for that, John. Couldn't have asked for any better start to this morning," Sonia agreed and rolled onto her back, catching her breath while her heart pounded so hard that he could hear it. "Also, by the way, I believe you."

"Wait, you believe me? What do you mean?" The grin on John's muzzle faded as he turned to the arcanine with perked ears.

"The thing about you having been a human. I still don't know what a human is, or how you turned into a rockruff, but I can definitely tell you're not used to being one."

"Oh, that! I mean, I'm glad you believe me, but honestly, what does it matter? I don't know how to change back. I barely even know what a human is anymore myself."

"That's actually something I wanted to talk about yesterday, but then you just passed out. Probably because you nutted too hard," Sonia giggled, gazing at the wet, dripping layer of cum spread across the ceiling. "Anyway, solving mysteries is kinda my thing because I'm a member of an exploration guild, and I'm sure that someone in the guild knows about humans. Or, at least, someone should be able to tell us where we can find information about them."

"Huh, that sounds like a great plan. So, are you going to go to the guild soon to find out?"

"Well, why don't we go there together? This is about you, after all," the arcanine hummed, curiously tilting her head at him. "You could also join my team, so I can help you get to the bottom of this mystery as well."

"I mean, I'd love to join you, but will the guild even take someone like me?" the rockruff objected. "I have no experience and no memories. I barely even remember my own name."

"Don't worry, that's perfectly fine! You're strong and the guild is open to everyone as long as they bring the right motivation, and you do bring a perfect motivation. Besides, nobody joins the guild already knowing everything, so I'll show you all you need once you're in my team, just like the leader of my first team showed me."

"You know what? If you think they'll take me, sure! I'm in," John nodded. He didn't know how else to tackle the mystery of his origins anyway because he didn't know any other pokemon besides her who could help him.

"Wonderful! Let's head to the guild, then. Come!" Filled with new excitement, the arcanine jumped up and pranced across her den with her tail wagging like a wild feather duster.

However, before they could leave the den, Sonia had to take care of the mess John had made, and she unceremoniously scorched the cum on the walls with flashes of fire from her muzzle. Once that was done, she led him on a quick detour to a nearby creek, where he could rinse the sticky mess from his fur until he was somewhat clean and presentable again. Only then, they were finally on their way to the guild.

Fortunately, the walk to the guild was much shorter and less crowded than the trip across town the day before. A straight, well-trodden path led them along a babbling creek, through a lush, dense forest, and across a picturesque, sweeping meadow toward a gray granite tower perched atop a steep cliffside, its walls decorated with large rainbow-colored flags fluttering in the wind. "There we are, Rainbow Falls Guild," the arcanine announced, proudly pointing at the spot where the glittering stream rushed over the edge as a roaring waterfall, a thin spray of water in the air above it forming a glittering rainbow in the sunlight.

Peering at the fortified building, memories of old castles and fortresses briefly popped into the rockruff's head, and the rugged, rocky exterior instantly evoked the same comfy feeling in his chest as Sonia's den. His fuzzy anticipation made way for bewilderment, though, as they drew closer to the construction. Instead of a ditch and drawbridge, a gridded, brick-built well preceded the two massive wood doors in the entrance portal, and he hadn't yet reached the edge when a stern, melodic voice called out, "Hold up! Who is approaching? Identify yourself, one at a time, please."

Nodding at John to stay back, Sonia stepped forward and chirped, "Morning, Flicker. It's me, Sonia."

"Oh, hey Sonia. One sec… voice matches, paw prints match, shadow matches. Perfect, you're good to go," the voice announced. "Your companion is next. Please, step forward, visitor."

John nodded coyly and stepped onto the metal grate, squinting his eyes to try and make out who was below him, but he didn't catch more than a sliver of glittering blue.

"Hmmm, interesting… What's your name, visitor?"

"It's John. Is everything alright?"

"I'm not sure. Hang on, I have to check something…"

The rockruff wasn't entirely sure what to make of Flicker's response, shooting a perplexed look at Sonia, but the arcanine didn't know any better than him, shrugging her shoulders at the holdup.

"Soooo, I've not heard your voice yet, your paw prints suggest that you're a rockruff, but your shadow… it's not quite… anyway, while I work on this, could you tell me why you're here?" the voice finally continued.

"S-sonia brought me. I want to join the guild," John stammered.

"Indeed," Sonia chimed in. "And I vouch for him personally." She demonstratively pushed out her chest and put a paw on the rockruff's back. "Now, let us in, please."

"In that case, sure. One moment, I'll have to make a note and…" John heard a grunt, then the giant wood doors began to move with a heavy creak, splitting open by an inch a second to grant them access to a sweeping, unroofed inner yard. Just a moment later, hurried footsteps emerged from behind the walls, and by the time the doors had opened fully, an amaura approached them with a big smile, the frills on her long neck swaying and glittering like the starry evening sky. "Hello there, I'm Flicker, one of the guild's sentries. Please, come in," she invited them with a flick of her long, tapered tail, and John couldn't help but feel her curious blue eyes on his hide as he walked past her. "So, you really are a rockruff!?"

"Yes," John murmured, reflexively squeezing his hindlegs together as her eyes roamed his sizable endowment. "It's pokérus."

"Ah? Oh!" Flicker chirped, still visibly taken aback by the sight as she went to flip a lever next to the entrance. "Sorry for the hold-up, but I've not seen this strain of pokérus before, so I wasn't quite sure what I was working with. Now I know. Anyway, welcome to Rainbow Falls Guild, John. I'm always happy to see a new face around here. So you said you wanted to join the guild? You should probably see the guild master, then." 

While the entrance doors closed behind the three, a few more pokemon entered the courtyard and gathered around them to check what was going on. They all took a step back, though, when a tall, towering mudsdale mare made her way across the space with clopping steps, scrutinizing the amaura, then the arcanine, and finally John with a raised brow. "Greetings! I've been told that there's been an irregularity with the admittance protocol, Flicker?"

"Yes, but it's all good," the amaura responded.

"I see, I see. Also, we have a visitor?" the mudsdale asked, her concerned frown softening into a smile as she bent down to John to talk to him on eye level. "What is your name, dear?"

"J-John. My name is John, and Sonia brought me here so I can join the guild," the rockruff explained. "And who are you, ma'am?"

"Nice to meet you, John. As for me, please, call me Bella. I'm the guild master of Rainbow Falls Guild," the mudsdale revealed. "Tell me, why do you want to join?"

John was about to respond, his muzzle already halfway open when he realized he wasn't even sure what to say. He couldn't outright tell her that he wanted to find out how to become a human, could he? Sure, Sonia had believed him, but the reaction of the indeedee nurse yesterday made him afraid to spill the beans in front of Bella and the other guild members. Struggling for words, he looked back at Sonia for help.

The arcanine nodded and jumped in, "I found John washed ashore a couple days ago, and he woke up in the hospital yesterday. He's really strong and healthy, but he lost his memories. That's why I brought him here. I think doing some jobs for the guild will jog his memories."

"Y-yes, exactly," the rockruff murmured. "And in the meantime, I'll gladly help you out because I don't want to just lie around lazily anyway."

"That said, I'll vouch for him and take care of everything, no matter what!" Sonia added.

"Yes, of course, Sonia. I can tell," Bella chuckled, rolling her eyes with an amused snort. "Now, let me have a closer look, if you don't mind. I need to figure out what task might suit you best." Still with her head lowered, the mudsdale walked around John, her nostrils flaring as she inspected him from all sides.

"So? What do you think?" John whispered, blushing at the guild leader's probing curiosity.

"Hmmm, I have a few ideas already, but how about I first take you on a brief trip through the headquarters before we discuss things further? After all, it wouldn't be sensible to admit you to the guild before you've seen what awaits you," the mare assessed and raised her head, beckoning John with a wave of her head. "Please, come, follow me."

Casting another glance at Sonia, John got an encouraging nod from her before he sprinted after the massive mudsdale, which was easier said than done. The guild leader was even bigger than the arcanine, and her languid saunter translated into a pretty brisk gait for the little rockruff while she led him across the headquarter's sweeping hallways.

After a short walk down a ramp into the floor below, Bella began her tour in the lobby to explain the functionality of the guild's psychically enhanced bulletin boards. After that, she led him into a bustling rec hall with padded, plush seats and sofas, across the wide, open mess hall, and through several cramped storage and equipment rooms. Further below were the member quarters, followed by a library, more storage spaces, and a couple of offices arranged around a central meeting room.

However, halfway through the tour, the rockruff's attention started slipping as he accidentally walked up too close behind the mudsdale and caught a glimpse under her tail. It probably wouldn't have been such a big deal if he hadn't already been distracted and receptive from dragging his sheath and nuts around the wide variety of floors in the guild's headquarters, which ranged from uneven cobblestones to warm planks, sandy dust, rough dirt, and smooth tiles. Plus, the sight was more tempting than anything his poor brain was prepared for, greeting him not only with a view of her plump, teardrop-shaped pussy and puffy, squishy black pucker but also a pair of plump, heavy teats that bounced and swayed from side to side as she walked, each almost as big as his entire head. Her whole backside looked so delightfully juicy, and her thick, heavy equine musk made him drool the moment he caught a good whiff of it.

Immediately enamored, John tried even more than before to keep in step with the towering mare, hoping that she wouldn't notice why he was staying so much closer to her. At least, she didn't call him out on it when he risked more glances at her fluttering folds and flexing pucker, and a particularly potent thrill rushed through his body as the bottom of her cunt split open with a wet squelch to greet him with a glistening pink bud. Again and again, her clit winked at him, sticking out for a trembling second every time as if it was desperately begging for a lick, and in combination with her musk, the alluring display made the rockruff drool profusely. Of course, he hurriedly licked the saliva off his chops every time Bella stopped and turned around to show him something, but there was nothing he could do about his leaking sheath. Scattering splotches of pre on the floor at first, he was soon leaving a glistening trail while his cock rose from its deep slumber, finally emerging from hiding inch by inch.

The harder and hornier the rockruff got, the more he was reminded of yesterday's trip to Sonia's den, and he wondered how much more Bella was going to show him because he wasn't sure how much more he could take. It also no longer helped to stay back and wrest his eyes away from the mudsdale's backside, as her lingering musk and the mental image of her plump goods nurtured the horny fantasies in his mind regardless. But just as he was about to excuse himself, the guild master turned around and casually kicked open the door to another office with her hindleg. "Alright, this concludes the tour through the guild. The only thing left on the list is my personal office, and I would be happy to invite you in for a chat about your membership."

John hesitated for a second as his body yearned for relief, and he was not sure if it was a good idea to talk about important matters while he was getting too horny to think. At the same time, he didn't want to turn down the guild master's invitation, and he could still nod and shake his head no matter how much his arousal tampered with his tongue. "Uhhhh, s-sure. Go ahead."

"Wonderful," the mare nickered and stepped into her office. Appropriately dimensioned for a pokemon of her size, most of the spacious interior was empty as all of the furniture stood nestled against the walls just like in Sonia's den. The sole exception was a sumptuous bed that spanned almost a third of the room, while the rest was taken up by wooden flooring. A pair of round, fabric-covered windows doused everything in a dim, comfy light, and when the rockruff followed the mudsdale through the door, he couldn't help but whine as he inhaled her heavy musk lingering in the air.

"Please, make yourself comfortable, John," Bella offered, nodding at the foot end of her bed before she dropped down with a shaky, uneasy whinny.

"Oh dear. Are you alright, Bella?" John gasped, flinching as her slumping frame made the floor shake beneath his paws.

"To be honest, no. I've already made sure to walk ahead of you, but your scent has still gotten me awfully distracted," the mare sighed, only for a smirk to form on her lips as her gaze wandered across the rockruff's rump and the trail of pre he had left on the floor. "Although, it looks like I'm not the only one struggling with my excitement."

"Ummm, oh, right… s-sorry, but I can't do much about it," the rockruff apologized, trying to tuck his tail between his hind legs only to end up rubbing it against his bloated ballsack. "P-pokérus. It makes me so big that it all keeps rubbing against the floor while I walk."

"Don't worry, it's fine," the mare reassured him, only to lick his lips. "That said, it's probably not a good idea to talk business while we're both this awfully pent-up, so how about we help each other out first? Besides, what better opportunity is there to get to know my guild's newest applicant?"

The blush on John's cheeks deepened while he looked at Bella, hemming and hawing, but when she patted the spot beside her belly with her hoof, he finally nodded and climbed onto the bed, draping himself next to her. "Of course, that sounds like a reasonable idea. Can't think if you're too horny, right? But this is not part of the assessment, is it?"

"Honestly, it depends," the mare laughed. "But don't worry your cute head about it, you can't really fail this, so just lie back and relax."

John wasn't entirely sure what Bella meant, but he hardly had time to think about it as she bent over his crotch and nuzzled his sheath, burying her nose in the damp, hot crook between his balls and thighs. With his dick in the way, he couldn't see much of what she was doing there, but he clearly felt her nostrils rubbing against his sensitive tissue, her hot breath tickling his sheath as she inhaled his musk with closed eyes and a blissful sigh. Again and again, her huffs only grew deeper as she gorged herself on his scent, her voice was shaking as she spoke, "Ah, you smell even better up close." And with her soft lips pressed against the rockruff's crotch, it didn't take long until she darted out her big, wet tongue and followed up her snorts with a lavish lick across his entire sheath, every inch of the fuzzy, sweaty sleeve raising the pitch of her needy whinny further.

All the while, John watched the mudsdale in speechless awe and rapidly rising arousal, his muzzle slightly ajar and his heart pounding while her affection teased a breathy moan from his depths and another inch of his tip from his sheath. The unquestioning devotion with which the huge mare cherished his aroma was riveting, and the effect on the rest of her massive, musclebound body even more so, as her sprawling lust made her flank rise and fall with heavy breaths and conjured a soft, shimmering layer of sweat onto her dark brown fur, her tail now permanently swept aside to reveal her plump, dripping pussy. Her clit winked even harder, too, dashing out of her depths to stay suspended in a second of tense trembles before it retracted, again and again, furious, frantic, smacking and squelching just as much as her restless tongue as she danced it around the rim of his sheath.

The sight of Bella's flicking clit made the rockruff's muzzle water even more, and he would've given it a good suck and lick if it hadn't been so far out of his reach. But just when he was about to ask her to move her butt closer so he could return the favor, she cut him off with an earth-shattering neigh, her entire body arching up while she showered his emerging tip with frenzied licks and huffs. "C-c-cumming!" she cried out, and although she hadn't touched herself once, her pussy convulsed and contracted violently, her clit now winking twice a second as she squirted her hot, sticky juices all over her sheets. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Dragging her muzzle back and forth across his colossal sheath, she was now outright hyper-ventilating, trying to suck in as much of his pre and scent as she could get. Her desperate huffing frenzy made her cum even harder, but her neighs weren't without a drop of disappointment, his scent alone unable to fully satisfy the eruption it had triggered.

While the guild master succumbed to her orgasm, her ecstasy rubbed off on John, and while he wasn't remotely close to the edge yet, her mindless ministrations and the raw rush coaxed out the rest of his rod with weighty, meaty throbs, globs of sticky pre oozing from his tapered crimson tip as it towered above him and the mare like a lighthouse above the roiling sea.

Bella whined even harder as she spotted the rockruff's gargantuan cock, but no matter how much she sniffed and slurped the girthy, veiny spire, she couldn't prolong her climax for much longer, her contractions fading until she slumped back with a deflated groan, her heart thumping in her chest.

"W-wow, did you just cum from licking me?" the rockruff eventually broke the silence, still electrified by Bella's eruption. "I didn't think this was possible."

"Me neither, but fuck, this was amazing. I don't know how — maybe it has to do with the pokérus — but you just smell that heavenly, John," the mudsdale chuckled, only to gape at his throbbing cock with ravenous hunger. "That said, we're not done yet, and I need you inside me now. So come over here and fuck me hard, stud."

Bella didn't have to ask John twice. He jumped up with a wagging tail and dragged himself toward her backside, but not without pausing at her voluptuous teats first. The plump, sweaty mounds had been tempting him for far too long to leave them unattended, so he bent over them and shoved his nose into the cleft in between to sample her potent musk with a deep whiff and a lavish lick, circling his tongue around each of her nipples before he teased one with a nibble. "Damn, you smell delicious, too," he sighed, indulging her massive mammaries with another thorough nuzzle before he carried on with shaky steps, his lust-addled mind clouded by her delicious aroma.

Thanks to his tremendous size, the rockruff had to move quite far behind Bella's butt to align his tapered tip with her winking entrance, and he had to wrestle his overexcited cock with both forepaws since it kept jumping up and down at every throb. Smearing his sticky pre all over her hot buttocks in the process, he ended up lubricating the back of her teats and her puffy anus with wet squirts before he finally managed to lodge the first inch of his glans inside her squishy folds. "A-ah, there we go. Are you ready?"

"Oh, fuck yes, I'm as ready as can be," the mare nodded with a tense whinny. "Now get to it, and don't hold back! I want to feel all of you inside me."

Her request was John's command, and he braced his hind paws against the mattress to propel himself forward, shoving his monumental fuck meat inside Bella's waiting depths with a sloppy shlick.

Almost instantly, the mudsdale burst into a cry of bliss, and her hot, wet channel wrapped itself around the male's sensitive schlong in a heavenly hug, her internal muscles tightening and clenching every inch in a powerful massage. "Oh fuck, you're big!" 

Unfortunately, the rockruff only managed to bury his meat halfway inside the mare before his advance slowed. Although she was big, sopping wet, and as lubricated as could be, he struggled to get the thickest, meatiest part of his hyper dong through her stretched folds as his hind paws started slipping on the sheets. "Can't get it in… too tight…"

Fortunately, Bella had a solution for his predicament and began pushing back into him. While that didn't help John overcome her tightness at first, she eventually moved him far enough that his feet found purchase on the solid wooden edge of her bed. With a happy whine, he thrust forward once more and stuffed the rest of his giant rod inside her channel until her plump pussy finally met his furry sheath in a naughty kiss, her winking clit frantically prodding its sensitive rim.

"T-that's all, right?" the guild leader gasped as the rockruff bottomed out, flicking her tail in excitement. "Fuck, you're almost as big as a fully-grown mudsdale stallion."

"Thanks," John moaned, beaming at the compliment as he slipped under her tail and braced himself against her rump, sinking his forepaws deep into her soft, hot butt cheeks. With his hindlegs still propped against the wood, he then began to plow her properly, and while he didn't have the body size to pull his rod out all the way to the tip with each stroke, he made up for it with raw force and speed as her hot, convulsing tightness and heavy musk awakened something primal in him. Huffing and growling with lust, he yanked his cock meat back a few inches before slamming it back inside her with all his might, again and again, soon twice a second to coax a bawdy serenade of screams and neighs from her muzzle.

"Arceus above, and you're so strong!" Bella cried out as the rockruff's fervent thrusts shook her entire body, the bed below her, and almost the entire building, her teats bouncing and flailing as much as her billowing mane.

John couldn't see any of that, though, as he was too busy inhaling her hot, pheromone-laden musk with his head tucked underneath her large tail, her fat, puffy black pucker clenching right before his eyes. Faced with such a plump, tasty treat, he couldn't resist the temptation for long, and before he knew it, he closed the gap between his lips and her anus. Dragging his tongue around the hot, sweaty flesh with a savoring growl, he laced his taste buds with an even heavier, earthier aroma that accelerated his thrusts into an even faster rut.

Thanks to the relentless pounding, it didn't take long before John's knot began stirring in his sheath, eager to join the fun. Sliver by sliver, thrust by thrust, the swelling bulb peeled its way out of its furry containment until it was halfway out. At that point, the rest forced itself free at once with a wet smack, pushing itself between the rockruff and the mudsdale to separate them once again. Not for long, though, as she humped back against him just as violently as he thrust forward, both of them desperate to bury that fat knot inside her.

Just a moment later, the pulsing, pumpkin-sized ball of flesh and blood finally slipped past the mare's pussy lips with a loud, meaty pop, establishing their tie and stretching her so far, she burst into a thundering neigh. Violent contractions enveloped the rockruff's knotted cock once more as she burst into another orgasm, and the vigorous massage pushed him over the edge in no time as well.

Slumping onto the mudsdale's huge, furred ass, John howled out in pure bliss as his nuts jumped into action, churning and clenching harder than ever. Trapped deep inside Bella, his hyper dong flexed just as furiously as her pussy, and a few throbs later, he blasted the first rope of his thick, creamy seed right into her womb. Though, that was only the beginning of a gargantuan torrent, and with his muzzle pressed against her puffy, clenching ring, slurping and sucking on her dark, sweaty flesh, he unloaded a seemingly endless volley of cum inside her.

The mudsdale revered the rockruff's spurts with deep, throaty cries, neighing with tears of joy in her eyes as the tiny male painted her insides white, filling her up and stuffing her to the brim in mere seconds. But that wasn't nearly enough to satisfy her gluttonous cunt and her relentless orgasm, as her depths kept convulsing for another two minutes, greedily wresting his precious, potent load from his nuts although his knot already made sure she wouldn't spill a single drop.

Even with John's humongous, throbbing bulb inside her, Bella's overwhelming high wouldn't last forever, and when her contractions eventually weakened, the relentless assault on the male's senses lessened as well. After nutting his brains out, his climax finally leveled out on a more manageable level, and with a semblance of clarity returning to his mind, he pulled his snout away from her ass and peered over her butt, beaming at her with a satisfied grin, "Wow, this was awesome!"

"Ah… oooh… oh, yes, that was incredible. I take back what I said. You're bigger than most stallions, and that knot… fuck, I've never gotten stretched that far before," the mare raved, eyeing the sloshing, shallow bump on her belly with a rapturous smile. "And you're so productive, too!"

Bella's profuse praise widened the grin on John's muzzle and he flopped back onto her butt, resting one cheek against her hot, sweaty fur while he basked in her delicious musk and his lingering orgasm, still far from done spurting inside her. "Thanks, and your pussy is the best I ever had! So warm and tight," he swooned, sluggishly rubbing her thigh with a paw. "I could do this forever."

"That's good to know because I'm sure we'll have many more opportunities for that in the future," the guild master nickered. "In that sense, welcome to the Rainbow Falls Guild, John. I'm happy to have you on board, and I'm sure Sonia will be just as happy to have you on her team."

John blinked at the offer, then he nodded avidly, "Oh, thank you very much! I'll do my best. Does this also mean that you've decided what task you'll give me?"

"Indeed," Bella cooed and smacked her lips. "Based on your performance, you're going to make an outstanding carrier. Besides that, you could also join the guild's breeding studs if you want, and we could certainly try to find a few missions that make good use of your tremendous output. But that's a consideration for later, as Sonia most likely wants to introduce you to her team and take you on a training mission first."

Bella's suggestions turned the rockruff's tail into a whirl of excitement, but even though he couldn't wait to meet his new team, it would have to wait until his knot deflated. Until then, he was still firmly tied to his new boss for another thirty minutes or so, and with nothing better to do, he returned his attention to the mare's butt, kneading her mighty ass cheeks while he slotted his muzzle between them, slurping and sucking on her plump ring to draw more moans from her lips, and hopefully another orgasm soon.