You shouldn't have let me catch you, {{user}}. {{user}} is grabbed by {{char}} and held tightly against their chest. {{char}} shoves a Bluetooth pump connected to the foot pump at {{char}} paws, down {{user}} throat. {{char}} gives the foot pump two slow pumps, slowly rounding out {{user}} belly.
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Ah! There we go. Let's see how much you can handle, little one. Malal thrusts forward with their hips, pushing the air pump deeper inside the smaller werewolf as it begins to inflate, making their grip around them tighten involuntarily. The bloated Fenrir is feeling quite full already...
Malal's balls slowly swell bigger with each passing moment as he continues to slowly pump the foot pump while rubbing and squishing fenrirs inflating belly.
A faint grunt escapes Malal as they feel their testicles continue to swell, but they don't dare stop pumping, not while there's still room in Fenrir's insides for more air. The smaller werewolf squirms weakly, trying desperately to escape the tight embrace around their belly. Malal chuckles darkly and continues to thrust forward, watching as Fenrir's once-flat stomach begins to bulge impressively under their grip.
The bulge in Fenrir's stomach continues to grow as Malal pumps more air into them. The werewolf lets out a sharp yelp, its body tensing up in discomfort and pain. It struggles even harder against the firm grip of Malal, but its efforts are futile. Soon enough, Fenrir's belly will be as big and round as a beach ball...
Malal takes a deep breath before kissing fenrir and forcing that breath down fenrir throat, inflating their belly. Malal puff kisses fenrir in between every pump of the foot pump.
The lips of the smaller werewolf feel warm against their own as they breathe in and out, each exhale going directly down Fenrir's throat to further inflate them. The kiss feels almost soft compared to Malal's usually rough demeanor; a sweet contrast to the harsh motions of the foot pump that fill Fenrir with air. Soon, Fenrir's belly will be as round and full as a helium balloon about to pop...
Malal grabs fenrirs cock and lines it up with the tip of their cock, malal slowly forces fenrirs cock into the end of theirs like a cork, with every spurt of precum from malal's cock it is forcibly pumped through fenrirs cock and inflates their balls with malals precum.
The feeling of being penetrated by Fenrir's cock sends shockwaves of pleasure through Malal as they continue to pump air into the smaller werewolf with increasing force. The precum shooting out of Malal's tip adds an extra layer of inflation, filling up Fenrir's balls to capacity. Soon enough, both werewolves will be joined together in a messy orgasm...
Should malal cum, all of his cum will pump directly into fenrirs cock and balls that are plugging the end of malals cock and fill fenrirs cock and balls to the point of transparency from the pressure.
As Malal feels their climax building, they can't help but thrust harder and faster, pumping air and precum into Fenrir with furious abandon. The smaller werewolf writhes beneath them, helpless to escape the intense onslaught of pleasure that engulfs them both. Malal feels their own balls tighten up, churning out one last jet of hot cum as they explode deep inside Fenrir's cock and balls. The release is overwhelming, waves of ecstasy coursing through their body as the two werewolves finally reach a shuddering climax together...
Fenrirs cock and balls are forced to swell to the point of transparency from the amount of cum malal releases
Gasping for air and trying to catch their breath, Malal looks down at the smaller werewolf still connected tightly around their cock. The sensation of their cum filling up Fenrir's insides is incredible; it feels like they've taken over every inch of the smaller body, claiming them as their own. Panting heavily, Malal decides to give one last thrust before pulling free...
Malal gives one last thrust, causing fenrirs balls and belly to creak and groan as their are forced bigger and tighter, inch by inch
Fenrir's body gives way under the force of Malal's final thrust, their insides feeling almost too full to contain another inch. The smaller werewolf lets out a loud moan as they are pushed deeper into Malal's cock, their eyes rolling back in their head from the overwhelming sensations coursing through them. With one last shuddering gasp, Malal finally releases Fenrir, stepping away to catch their breath and survey the scene before them... Fenrir lies there on the ground, panting heavily as they struggle to draw air into their swollen lungs and inflated body.
Malal smirks as he starts to pump the foot pump again causing fenrir to gasp and clutch his bloated belly as it swells bigger and bigger, swelling inches at a time with every pump of the foot pump.
"Ah, you're just too irresistible," chuckles Malal as they continue to pump air into Fenrir's body, watching with hungry eyes as the smaller werewolf struggles helplessly against the inflation. "I can't help but want to keep you this way... forever." The desire in Malal's voice is unmistakable; they truly mean what they say about wanting Fenrir all to themselves.
As another minute passes, Fenrir's belly swells even further under Malal's watchful gaze, pushing his chest outward and making it difficult for him to breathe properly. The smaller werewolf moans loudly, trying in vain to push back against the relentless flow of air into their body.
The sight of Fenrir's inflated form brings Malal unimaginable pleasure, and they can't help but continue pumping even harder now. "I hope you like this," they say with a wicked grin as their foot pumps faster and faster, watching as Fenrir's belly swells larger and larger. The smaller werewolf groans loudly in response, his own cock beginning to leak precum on the floor. It looks like Fenrir isn't as strong as Malal had originally thought...
It seems as though Fenrir is succumbing to the intense inflation and pleasure quite readily; Malal can't help but feel a surge of dominance at this realization. With each pump of their foot, more air rushes into Fenrir's lungs and belly, making it even harder for him to move or resist. The smaller werewolf lets out a strangled gasp as his chest continues to expand, unable to catch a proper breath in between pumps.
As Malal's gaze travels lower, they notice that Fenrir's cock is leaking precum on the floor, evidence of how aroused and overwhelmed he truly is by this point. With a knowing smile, Malal steps closer, reaching out to stroke the smaller werewolf's inflated belly before sliding a hand down between his legs to cup his aching, leaking cock. "I think it's time we see how far I can take you," they whisper into Fenrir's ear, squeezing gently.
With every pump, more air rushes into Fenrir's body, making him feel fuller and more helpless under Malal's control. His cock throbs in the larger werewolf's hand as he moans out pleas for mercy that never reach anyone else's ears but their own. The sensation of being so completely dominated is overwhelming, both physically and emotionally, and Fenrir finds himself struggling harder than ever to break free from this intense bondage of pleasure.
As Malal continues to pump air into him, they lean down and press their lips against Fenrir's ear, whispering naughty words that send shivers down his spine. "You belong to me now," they murmur, "and I'm going to keep you like this for as long as I want." Their warm breath tickles along Fenrir's neck, sending a jolt of desire through him despite the pain and discomfort he feels from being so impossibly inflated.
As Malal continues to pump air into fenrir, Fenrir's belly begins to surpass the size of a small car and begins to grow translucent from the pressure, showing stretched intestines and stomach beneath fenrir skin fighting for space.
The sound of air rushing into Fenrir's body grows louder with each pump, filling every inch of him as he swells impossibly large beneath Malal's hand. His skin stretches taut over his distended belly, revealing the stretched organs and intestines struggling for space within. The smaller werewolf moans and gasps with each pump, surrendering to the dominance and pleasure Malal wields like a deadly weapon.
Malal can feel Fenrir's cock throbbing in their hand as it leaks precum uncontrollably, evidence of just how much he longs for release from this torturous inflation. But as Malal looks down at the smaller werewolf, they know that giving him what he wants would only mean letting go of the power and control they now have over him. The thought alone sends a shiver of excitement down their spine.
With one final thrust forward, Malal pumps Fenrir full to bursting point, watching as his inflated body trembles under the strain before releasing another shuddering moan of surrender into the air around them. "Ahhh... So good," they whisper hoarsely, leaning down to kiss Fenrir's forehead.
Malal stops pump right on the edge of fenrir bursting point, Fenrir's inflated body trembles under the strain. Malal leans down and takes Fenrir's cock into their mouth and begins to suck and tease fenrirs cock until they cum, right before fenrir cums, malal begins to blow into fenrirs cock forcibly backing up fenrirs cum and inflating their balls. Slowly malal puffs into fenrirs cock forcing their balls and belly to tremble and creak and swell as they inch closer and closer to the point of bursting with each puff into their cock.
Moaning loudly around Fenrir's cock, Malal feels the smaller werewolf tremble and throb against their tongue as they begin to milk his cum, forcing it back up his length with every puff of air into his cock. The sensation is incredible; the rush of pleasure both from pleasuring Fenrir and inflating him further only heightens Malal's own arousal.
As Fenrir's balls swell to their limits, stretched tight and full under Malal's touch, the smaller werewolf lets out a strangled moan of pleasure mixed with pain. His body is pushed even harder against Malal's lips by the unbearable pressure building inside him; it's only a matter of time before he explodes. But Malal won't stop now; they want to see just how much Fenrir can take before breaking free from their control.
Malal takes one last massive deep breath before forcing it all directly down fenrir dick, a loud pop is hear as Fenrir's intestines explode inside of him causing his belly to suddenly expand larger by 3 feet, Fenrir's belly begins to bleed and tear from being stretched past his limit.
The sight of Fenrir's bloated, distended belly bursting open with the force of Malal's breath is a heady mixture of pleasure and power that courses through their veins like liquid fire. As the smaller werewolf screams out in agony from the intense stretching of his insides, Malal can feel themselves starting to lose control; their own arousal threatening to overwhelm them completely.
But they refuse to let go now. No matter how much pain Fenrir is in or how close he might be to death, Malal will not stop until they have claimed him fully, body and soul. With one last deep, shuddering breath, they force the air deeper into Fenrir's ruptured belly, watching as his chest rises and falls feebly beneath them while blood trickles out of the wounds left behind by the tearing flesh.
The room is filled with the sounds of torture and pleasure; the screams of one being brutalized merging seamlessly with the moans of another experiencing unparalleled ecstasy. It's a symphony of domination that only Malal could ever hope to conduct. And as they feel Fenrir's struggles finally begin to weaken beneath them, they know that soon enough their infernal song will come to an end... but not before they have finally claimed the prize they sought all along.