Max held me at arm's length, his powerful frame emanating a commanding presence. His hands firmly gripped my arms, rendering them completely immobilized. I squirmed and twitched within the confines of his robust, meaty wolf paws, yearning to once again nestle myself in his embrace.
While Max checked me over, my gaze wandered freely across his immense frame.
Max truly was a colossus to behold - a towering titan, a wonder of nature. He dwarfs me, broad shoulders stretching like mountainsides above me. Powerful arms could have circled me twice over, each bicep thicker than my waist. Easily twice my height and perhaps four times my girth, he was a veritable mountain of a man. Yet with those steely muscles, honed from long days of labor, he lifted me as though I weighed no more than a feather. Those massive arms just cocooned me in warmth and security. How effortlessly he could have pinned my slight form beneath his, domineering strength holding me close. My eyes drank in every etched line and cord of his magnificence, awe and wonderment swelling within my breast for this magnificent giant of a man.
What a vision of masculine beauty, a true masterpiece among wolf beastmen. In his presence, I could only gaze in admiration, enchanted by his features. His face was strikingly handsome, with defined cheekbones and a strong, proud jaw. But it was his eyes that captured me most - glowing orbs of fire that shone with strong emotion. Pointed ears twitched upon his head, perking up attentively at every sound. Powerful muscles rippled beneath his coat as he moved with lupine grace. And behind him, a fluffy tail swished and swept in time with his feelings. He was the very image of raw power that I became lost in his splendor and became a completely mesmerized admirer.
Oh, how I reveled in the way Max made me feel - so petite and delicate, like a treasured stuffed animal cradled in my wolf's protective embrace. From our first encounter, my wolf’s stature had seemed sizable, but now he appeared utterly immense. My more diminutive rabbit form lifted into the air where scarcely reached his collarbone, and looking up at his towering height sent delightful shivers down my spine. I adored the sheer scale between us, how his massive muscles and broad shoulders emphasized just how tiny and fragile I seemed. There was comfort and joy to be found in relinquishing control, surrendering to his powerful Gentle Giant physique. In those arms, I felt not just safe but cherished. The size disparity sparked pleasant flutters in my belly and a rush of fond feelings in my cock.
“I got my body back! That means…Ghost, you in this perverted bunny body now? You good?”
The voice of my wolf was like coarse gravel, a low rasping thing that emerged from deep within his broad chest. People should find it threatening in its gruff, uncultivated tones. While the timbre was rough and ragged from years of use, I could detect a softness, a warmth in there too. His presence and his voice soothed me.
The voice of my wolf was like coarse gravel, a low rasping thing that emerged from deep within his broad chest. Others may find such tones off-putting in their unrefined nature. Yet to my rabbit ears, though weathered by time and experience, a tenderness could also be perceived beneath the surface - a gentle warmth that resonated within. His presence and vocals wrapped around me like a comforting embrace, soothing my spirit.
Fuck, I am so aroused, In fact, I never felt so aroused in my life before. My body has exaggerated genital proportions, those large fluffy balls are constantly filling my body with tons of testosterone and leaking pre-cum through the tip of my penis all over itself.
I am at a loss for words, overwhelmed by the longing that consumed me. The distance between us feels unbearable, intensifying my yearning to reconnect with my wolf and delve into a profound level of intimacy. Every fiber of my being aches to be cradled in his strong, comforting embrace, to explore the contours of his robust arms, the sculpted breadth of his chest, and the enticing allure of his chiseled abs. I yearn for the sensation of his touch, as he tenderly caresses every inch of me, igniting a passionate fire within our connection.
I thrashed in the wolf's sturdy grasp, feeling my expensive clothes getting further disheveled between his large paws. Though his grip was strong, I could detect a certain clumsiness in the way he handled me - an opening I was determined to exploit. As he wrestled to maintain his hold, the cloth of my sleeves and trousers began slipping free, loosening bit by bit.
At that crucial moment, I tore myself from his surprised clutches. The wolf growled in frustration, paws grasping only handfuls of empty fabric now. Naked but free, I tensed my powerful hind legs and sprang forth with all my might, instincts took over my small rabbit body. My wolf 'Ghost' let out a surprised grunt as I launched myself upward, long rabbit feet finding purchase on his burly forearms.
I used my wolf’s dense muscles as a springboard, slamming into his broad chest with a guttural "oof!" The impact drove the breath from his lungs and sent us both toppling to the ground.
My wolf flailed in bewilderment, but I had already begun scrambling over his heavily muscled form. I scaled his rippling torso and limbs with lightning reflexes, hugging and nuzzling every inch within reach. His fur was thick and warm beneath my small body.
"Ghost! What the hell do you think you're doing? Have you lost your damn mind?!" My wolf demanded in angry confusion.
But I ignored his protests, giddy with joy at sandwiching my cock between our abdominals, relishing every inch of his immense pecs with my nose. My rabbit instincts and love for my wolf directed me as I expressed all my zeal. I am so close to cum, but I managed to contain it, and I only want to ejaculate inside my wolf.
With alarming ease, my wolf tried to lift me using just one massive paw. This was a hopeless wrestling for me as I knew I was outmatched physically. But I already knew each of my wolf's soft spots during my possession.
I aimed scratches and nips at the sensitive and tender spots. My wolf let out yelps of surprise as I exploited his weaknesses with precise strikes, not enough to hurt but sufficient to disrupt his balance and movements.
He tried to shake me off but his muscles had lost their coordination. With an exasperated growl, my wolf surrendered to his clumsiness. "Enough! Now quit squirming around and spill it! Cut out your madness!" he ordered.
His commanding tone cut through the fog in my brain, and traces of lucidity returned. Obediently dropping my assault, I head up meeting my wolf's glance.
"Max, my wolf, this body, I am so hot, the rabbit, I want...I need....my libido is driving me crazy!" My chest heaved as words tumbled out.
My words seemed to jog something within my wolf, for I noticed his amber eyes beginning to drift and wander in reaction. Beneath his silvery fur, the tell-tale flush of a blush began to bloom across his wolfish features with hints of rose.
Try as he might to remain stoic, my wolf could not hide the flustered response of his body. I saw the way his massive muscles tensed almost imperceptibly underneath his pelt, his breath seemed to quicken as a warmth emit from his frame, especially his lower body.
"Oh, fuck me! Is that what you need? Ejaculation?" Something primal in the beast lying barely restrained beneath the surface.
"Yes, let me cum inside you..." I proclaimed, peering up at my wolf expectantly. However, one glance at his nasty expression told me the wolf was less than fond of my proposed scheme.
"Please?" I implored, mustering all the freshly-discovered charm and allure of my new rabbit beastman form. Widening my eyes, I tilted my head coquettishly and Swinging bunny ears, hoping to sway him with cuteness.
My wolf let out an exasperated growl, scrunching his muzzle in resignation. "Damn it, this is a one-time deal and then we're even, you got that?"
"And no, you will not get to my ass." My wolf struggled to maintain his customary scowl and added.
Giggling with delight, I steadied myself against my wolf's powerful form and I began to playfully lick at my wolf's muzzle and cheeks, dotting his silvery fur with pink stamps of my tongue.
The wolf grunted in feigned annoyance, though I caught the twitch of a smirk below his panting jaws. To have such a proud and mighty wolf all to myself, and experience these dizzying moments excited me beyond measure.
"Hey, watch it!" My wolf gave me a harmless warning as I started clambering upwards and made my way up to my wolf's muzzle. I found purchase on his broad shoulders - the rightest point my smaller stature should stay for the oral sex.
As now his eyes are level with my groin, I rubbed my prideful cock around his mouth and nose. Though flustered as he looked at my hard length, some lingering uncertainty still held him back.
A playful smirk curled my lips - it seemed a little encouragement and taunt was in order. Leaning close, I reached up to trail delicate fingers along the edge of my wolf's pointed ear, caressing the sensitive skin. He shuddered at my feathery touch.
"Enjoying my scent, are we?" I breathed, hot breath tickling the fine hairs within his ear. "Take all the time you need, my wolf. Stay like this forever if it pleases you."
My teasing words, laced with promise and invitation, broke through my wolf’s final defenses. A low rumble rose from his broad chest as I felt his muzzle open wide and tongue stick out. With a surprised squeak, his large tongue engulf my cock totally and roll it into his mouth.
A surge of pleasure coursed through me as I felt my cock buried into my wolf's warm and sticky orifice, this felt so good, so right. I am enveloped by a profound sense of safety and love. Every ounce of my being becomes lost in the ethereal haze of pure bliss that surrounds us. Overwhelmed by the intensity, I couldn't help but moan out loud, and reach out and gently pat my wolf's head to convey my affection and gratitude.
I began a rhythm of vigorous thrusts, my body moving in and out with increasing speed. Though my genital is large for my size, probably larger than any normal rabbit beastman, is no match for my giant wolf and his snout. The sensation of my wolf's fangs grazing against my balls sent a sharp, exhilarating tingle through my veins, a reminder of the enticing danger that lay at the edge of our sex. But this only served to heighten my desire, fueling an insatiable appetite for more intense sensations.
Soon I stopped and pulled back away from the sucking, avoiding the urge to cum and trying to savor every moment for as long as possible.
But my wolf pulls me back in, pushing me to fuck his muzzle deep one more time. With this little stimulation breaking my edge, my cock quickly expands, delivering hot seeds into my wolf. The sound of my sperm all being gulped overhear by my long ear, making the pleasure inside my mind grow even more.
With everything settled, my wolf gently pulled me from where I lay curled atop his broad head. A low, rumbling growl arose in his massive chest, though I detected no anger - only his signal that our fervent activities must cease.
The wolf panted heavily as he struggled to regain control of himself. His silvery fur was disheveled and matted with sweat, crimson still staining his features. I was no better, while my primal lust began to ebb and my thinking ability returned, the rabbit hormones still drew my attention towards sex.
"That should be enough to satisfy you for now," my wolf rumbled in a voice still thick with barely restrained passion. "If you need more, you're out of luck, rabbit! Go fuck yourself because I’m not gonna do it again!" He aimed for gruffness but I saw the lingering desires in his eyes, smelled the whelming ruts from his crotch.
I didn't pay attention to my wolf's words, but looked down and captured by the sight of an incredibly prominent tent forming behind me.
I employed my large hind paw to give it a gentle rub, observing as it twitched and oozed beneath the pressure of my foot. "I am a lot better now, I must say, I'm feeling quite the spry young rabbit myself, ready for another round. Maybe, this time my treat?"