"I Think I deserve a pretty little bitch of my own don't yah think?" Asks Garp.
"Whatever floats your boat pal." The wolf says in an exasperated tone, now more focused on a lovely female fox sitting on his lap.
Garp grumbles at the wolf's seeming lack of interest.
"Whatever, forget him, I got you as a new plaything now." He picks you up and starts massaging his foot and a half long cock. You look even further down and see that his balls are absolutly massive, nearly reaching his knees, how could he even walk with those monsters? "Hm, I wonder, how should I take you. In fact, what should I mold my conquest into? How about a slutty little husky bitch, or maybe that's too vanilla, how about a twinky bitchboi poodle to rub it in. Should I do the dead out here where everyone can see, or something a little more private? Maybe I should make you into a full blown baby factory, ive always wanted puppies. Hmm, decisions decisions"