Naruto’s paperwork mistake

Naruto looked all around his vast office. It seemed like no matter how long he was Hokage it was still something worth marvelling over. All too rarely do one's dreams find themselves manifesting in the real world, and Naruto had been the biggest dreamer of them all.

"I still almost can't believe it," said Naruto with a smile on his face.

The unbelievability of the situation was often enough to make all the paperwork the position required. Almost enough. It seemed that the most harrowing and dangerous thing Naruto had to deal with on most days was the threat of a thousand or more paper cuts at the hands of an avalanche of all the documents on display.

"I still almost can't believe it," said Naruto again, smile slightly faded now as his look around the office centered as it often did on the obscene amount of documents that required his attention.

There before Naruto on his desk piled so high stood a tower of strange papers. As well travelled as he was only a scant half of the possible documents discussed things he was familiar with, and he would have to follow up with various different conversations in order to figure out which documents needed signing and which needed to be shredded with immediacy. Oh the things people would recommend.

Some days Naruto envied Sasuke's

ability to summon up flames with an old and simple jutsu. Fire would certainly make this job of sorting through so much paperwork easier, burning it all away and retreating to the woods to live like an animal. That wouldn't be acting like a Hokage though.

"I still almost can't believe it..." murmured Naruto a third time as he reached up to grab a random piece of paper from the pile.

The sorting and documenting had to start somewhere, so randomly was as good as any method Naruto supposed. A chaotic approach had gotten him this far after all, who knows how much further it would get him in life? Naruto took the randomly selected document and held it in front of his face. He only got a few lines in before yawning quite deeply, only just realizing how tired he was.

"A little nap won't hurt, but I should probably get something done first..." said Naruto as he reached over to grab his stamp.

Something called the Clan Restoration Act couldn't be that bad. Or at least that was what Naruto was thinking when he sleepily stamped it with an approving symbol as he leaned his head onto his hands. Naruto had gotten quite good at dosing off at his desk in recent years, and today was only a little different. Today there would be more people in the room, scientists who were waiting for him to sign that very important document.

***

Naruto woke up somewhat groggily. A massive dark green circular room seemed to stretch on in all directions. Animals of all stripes and types seemed to be busy breeding around him. Above them all stood a very tall and imposing looking Kitsune which was making eye contact with Naruto. With all the other animals busy having sex he decided to ask the Kitsune some questions.

"What's happening here?" Naruto asked, rubbing his temples as he did so.

"They're all having fun restoring clans," said the kitsune smiling.

"Who are you?" asked Naruto, vaguely recognizing the voice of the kitsune standing before him. It sounded a lot like someone he knew.

"I don't remember, but I go by Bolt now, my old name is lost to me like my old life," said the kitsune, scratching up at his chin.

Naruto glanced down, taking note of the impossibly hard cock of the Kitsune standing before him. It looked like the kind of cock that would never tuck back into its sheath, like it was always hard all the time, and that the Kitsune standing before him was always ready to have sex.

"Who is your father?" asked Naruto, fairly certain now that this was Boruto he was speaking to. Naruto hoped he could get to his son.

"I suppose you could say the people in this facility who changed me and all these others are my fathers, but before that I do not know," said Bolt, reaching down and tugging at his impossibly hard cock.

It was difficult for Naruto to pull his attention off this strange form that Boruto had been given. What could have possibly done this to his son? He hoped to know, and perhaps by knowing he could eventually reverse the process. Save his son and all the rest of these people from the debaucherous lives they were living.

"How are you a Kitsune?" asked Naruto, looking around past all the animals having sex to try and get a glimpse of the people who had put them in this strange circular and sexually charged room.

"Injection, right here," said Bolt, leaning his head over in an inhuman manner and pointing at his own neck, remembering the spot well.

"An injection did this to everyone?" asked Naruto, wondering now who else he might recognize was in here with him, so many of them were a lot less anthro and talkative than his son though.

Bolt let out a groan as he came, and from his proximity to Naruto managed to get some of the mess on the leg of Naruto's Hokage outfit. It dripped off the robes and Naruto looked down for a moment in disbelief at how horny and brazen this Kitsune before him was.

Naruto had never seen quite so many animals having sex all at once. Just looking out over the large green circular room he could count at least three dozen couples of various shapes and sizes surrounding him and his presumed son. Blinking in surprise, Naruto noticed that some of the couples were both male. Two very frisky looking dogs caught his attention briefly with their shaggy hair. Another very frisky looking stoat was pounding away at a pink looking rabbit down below it, biting at her neck.

Then Naruto heard a moan.

"Was that... no it couldn't..." started Naruto as the moan echoed out once again.

Naruto had recognized the moan as Hinata's, but it was different somehow. She was doubtlessly changed like the rest of them, but into what, and where was it coming from? Naruto looked around, wishing almost that he might have had her eye powers so that he could see all around himself at once instead of having to look at each and every animal couple bucking and thrusting until ....

Hinata moaned again, and this time

Naruto saw her do it. A beautiful looking silver fox so dainty and small. A massive dog had found its way onto her back bucking and thrusting into her with more force than Naruto ever had. Naruto was at once enraged and jealous with just how much Hinata was moaning as the dog let out a howl.

Naruto could practically hear

the dog cumming inside her from where he sat

down, and could see as his excess release went dripping outside of her body. He watched as the dog's cum went rolling down her thighs while her moans rest heavy on the air. This was unreal, Naruto couldn't believe it.

Standing up now he ignored Bolt who was standing there watching and smiling and instead began to walk towards Hinata who was beginning to swell with her pregnancy immediately. Could this really be happening? Naruto almost didn't want to know as he came to kneel next to the heavily pregnant Hinata now. The dog simply pulled out and growled at him, but Naruto paid little mind.

Hinata was beginning to give birth when suddenly he and Hinata were surrounded with guardians of this strange place. Naruto looked up at their funny looking hats and found that he could not look away as they began to take Hinata's young. Some part of Naruto wanted to fight these strange hypnotic assailants, to break all these animals out of here and work to turn them back to their human selves. But that part was not strong enough.

Instead Naruto sat there looking at their strange circular glowing hats while one of them walked up and poked something into his neck. It hurt a lot at first, but soon Naruto began to feel woozy and fall down. The last thing he saw before fading away was the knowing look in Hinata's arctic fox eyes. She was still in there somewhere. Maybe if he could get them out he could... he could...

***

***

Time passed quite quickly for the unconscious Naruto, and unconscious he would remain. Deep down inside the Nine Tailed Fox found himself rising up and out of his cage, manifesting inside of Naruto's body in a way unlike all the fights and struggles he had risen up through before. This time things felt more permanent. More complete in a way that confused the fox greatly.

Jolting awake suddenly the first thing that Demon processed was how different his body felt. From the well clawed paws, to the nine bushy tails, and perhaps most attention grabbing was the sheath between his legs holding his new and similarly foxish shaft.

What had happened to him? Why was he so aroused? He almost could not believe just how aroused he was in this strange circular room full of other animals fucking and being fucked. This strange place confused and excited Demon, who's old Hokage robes felt nothing but constricting to his new inhuman method of movement.

Putting his fresh claws to the test Demon began to tug and tear at the Hokage robes the person he had been fought so hard to acquire. Like all of Naruto's dreams the instant he stamped approval on that sheet the clothing laid in tatters upon the cold stone floor.

The Masters surrounding him and all the other animals saw fit to reward this behavior. They were upon Naruto at once, rubbing and petting him all over, but most importantly rubbing at his sheath. His already intense arousal grew only more so as these Masters of this strange place began to stroke him off so brazenly.

"Naruto is gone, Demon remains. Naruto is gone, Demon remains. Naruto is gone..." intoned those strange masked masters all around.

"Demon remains!" cried Demon suddenly as all the attention to his crotch set him off.

With that first fertile burst of spunk all the fight Demon might have summoned up against his conditioning splattered to the floor, wasted onto the ground in such a way that made him immediately yearn to breed and be bred. Demon whimpered at the Master's touch now, hoping that they might release him into this collection of critters they had seemingly compiled for Demon's every possible pleasure.

With a polight seeming bow the dark green robed Ninjas stepped back from the newly spilt Demon. They walked backwards through the massive collection of transformed Ninjas as if offering them all up as consorts of some kind or another to take or be taken by Demon.

Demon stepped forward, fully naked and feeling the cool air on his shaft. He wanted so much to be like the other animals, fucking or being fucked. This was his life now and he would happily lead it. Moving towards a familiar white fox who seemed to approach him with a whimper he leaned in and gave her a large mawed kiss.

This white fox was so little, yet she seemed to yearn for him more than any of the other animals here. Her whimpers and aroused scent turned him on even more, and though the dog that had laid claim to here at least twice before already seemed a bit miffed at the ordeal a quick growl from Demon set him in his place.

With that growl a deal had been struck. Demon would raise his tail for the dog if the dog would grant him one litter of offspring with this fine female arctic fox. And what of this Arctic Fox? Demon's familiarity with it seemed gulfed by it's familiarity with him, he was, if only for a moment, confused by this look of recognition in her keen white eyes.Especially when he could recognize nothing now but a tiny fuckable form and a number.

There on The fox's slender white furred neck rested a collar that caught Demon's eyes. He looked to it as though it might give him some answer as to why this female was looking up to him in such a fashion, but instead all he was given was a simple numerical name to remember her by.

"Five," growled Demon," A fitting name, I'll put five foxes inside of you..."

Mewling obediently Five lowered her ears, there was apparently no getting to the Naruto past Demon. He had been buried entirely inside that horny anthro fox body which loomed so large above Five. As his female mewled Demon began to dip down. Five rolled onto her back just as his grabby hands began to grab and grope.

"A good vixen, sweet Five," growled Demon as he rubbed his hands along her teats, still a touch swollen from two dog facilitated litters already.

Leaning in face to face he felt his own collar jingle a bit, and with a somewhat unnatural lean he looked to see the name Demon emblazoned on it. The name felt good. It felt right, and he found himself flashing back briefly to the earlier point in time when the Masters were coaxing him to his first animal climax.

Between the hypnotism and the drugs that were coursing through his changed veins Demon was not able to dwell on how he had ended up in that situation for long. Not when Five was laying there before him with legs splayed around a spade which smelled so nice. Demon took a whiff of the air, and followed it down towards her twice stuffed opening.

Five had become loosened up quite a bit thanks to the repeated dog (who's own tag seemed to read Nine after Demon took a glance back at the hound) claimings. The pregnancies too had helped loosen her up quite a bit as well. This would make her tiny body more than capable of handling Demon's sizable shaft.

First though he would clean her of Nine's claim, putting his feisty fox tongue to the test diving deep into her passage and spitting out anything that remained of the other male. There would be no questioning whether or not this litter would be Demon's, and the arctic fox that moaned so loudly upon Demon's tongue found herself happy with that.

Five's moans seemed less strained or as shamefully expressed now as Demon probed with his tongue. It seemed as Nine repeatedly knotted her Five was trying to stifle the pleasure she felt, but the pleasure Demon provided was gladly expressed by every inch of her crying body.

Howling loudly as Demon pulled his tongue free for the final time Five splayed her legs wide and waiting. The tiny Arctic Fox seemed to love Demon, and yearned for him to claim her as Nine had twice before. She grinded her spade up against the knot of Demon's cock, shimmying her body erotically against the large Kitsune above.

Demon was pleased that a female would take such pleasure from his advances, especially one as attractive and eager as this Five seemed to be. While he was unsure what specifically he might have done to warrant such excitement he was more than happy to participate, grinding his knot against her folds for some time before finally pulling back and lining himself up for penetration.

Five and Demon cried out in unison as the large orange anthro fox thrust into the tiny arctic fox. Her body, even having gone through two litters in a day, was impossibly tight. She was the perfect size to wrap her way around Demon's cock, and Demon stretched her to the limit with his rapidly repeating thrusts.

Demon had never felt such pleasures before. This was so much more intimate and intense than the Master's hands could have hoped to be. He growled and groaned and howled aloud as he hammered away so deep inside Five's tight little spade, yearning to fill her with everything he could hope to. Demon felt his body working to do just that.

Five too was enjoying pleasures she had not yet felt in this peculiar form. Though the odds of escape were diminishing with every thrust and lick from her husband turned animal she found herself growing more and more fond of this new life. Forgetting more and more of what she used to be as the conditioning settled into her mind.

What was she? A thing to be breed and breed again, a vixen to facilitate the desire for males to produce offspring without end. She could feel her body clamping down around Demon as an orgasm shot through her from nose to tailtip. Every bit of her seemed to shudder around that powerful fox prick that had burrowed so deep inside.

Demon cried out, feeling Five's body contract tightly around his cock was more than enough to set him off. The Kitsune let out a loud and triumphant howl that got all the other fucking animals to briefly turn their attention towards him. As he came he looked around, loving the feeling of his cum washing into Five as he surveyed who next he might claim... or even be claimed by.

Nine of course sat patiently to the side, dog cock still hard between his legs as all the males of this strange round green room were. Through their growls and barks Demon had agreed to be taken by him next, but afterwards who was to say who Demon should be intimate with next?

Bolt was a promising choice. Demon felt a peculiar kinship with the similar looking

Kitsune. Probably because they looked so similar, but perhaps also because they had a similar taste in partners. While an arctic fox clung firmly around Demon's own rock hard cock a similar if smaller looking female arctic fox hung off of Bolt's.

Thirteen was the number that hung off her collar, and she seemed to have become just as beautiful as her... mother? Demon shook the word out of his head, he wasn't sure where that description of the females came from, but the conditioning and drugs soon banished it.

Bolt's female had already begun to swell with a litter even as his cock sputtered within her. The same could be said of Five for Demon, for by the time he yanked his perpetually hardened knot out of her semen soaked spade she had begun to swell immensely with his young.

Demon would have loved to watch his precious Five give birth, but Nine proved a touch too distracting and the Masters proved too quick at removing them from the massive orgy room for him to catch sight. He was fairly certain he had managed to put five kits into her though, even though Nine's tongue had begun pressing up against his rear.

Letting out a growl Nine put Demon in a place he had not expected to be in down here. With a glance around the room Demon caught sight of several of those Masters and felt a feral urge to confine himself to all fours. It seemed to be a command relegated to much of the room, as Bolt too seemed to be mounting his female arctic fox a second time in a manner more befitting an animal.

Nine's tongue felt good on Demon's rear, and though some part of him felt disturbed by the sudden and growing desire to submit another glance around the room calmed him of such anxieties. It seemed the Masters had thought of everything a newly transformed member of the CRA could hope to think to try and reject this reality they found themselves in, only to prepare a hypnotic suggestion away or around it. As such Demon submitted readily.

Raising his tails up high, Demon found himself oddly desiring to end up as full of pups as Five had become. He yearned to feel his body bulging with new life, and as his glance once more drift around the room as he turned to see Nine mount him he caught himself flush with a strange and peculiar sort of pride.

Demon did not just want to produce offspring with Five to help rescue the clans. He wanted to produce as many offspring as possible through any means as possible. No matter how many times he might claim a female or be claimed by a male. The fact that these thoughts regarding males producing offspring seemed impossible did little to reduce his pride in this concept. Though as powerful and productive as the masters had proved themselves to be already he figured male pregnancy might not even be all that tricky for them to accomplish.

"Grah!" cried Demon as Nine suddenly mounted forward, bending back three of the Kitsune's fluffy tails as his cock rammed in.

Demon had never felt anything quite like this before, his body contracting around the shaft of the dog that twice claimed Five. Demon wondered if he could offer Nine up another litter if Demon would be the third litter of Nine's or more? Should he even keep count of these things? Part of him thought he should, the more productive the better no matter what end of it you were on.

"Well look what we have here," came a biting remark from the side.

"What do you want Bolt?" asked Demon as he pushed back against Nine's firm thrusts.

"I just wanted to watch my fellow Kitsune get fucked by a dog," teased Bolt as he

reached down to pet the new Kitsune on the head.

Demon growled at first, but the Master's briefly turned their attention towards him and getting made at such a comment soon vanished from his mind like so much of his fight. He even firmed up, finding the comment Bolt made to be arousing in its own right.

"Nine is fun to have..." mewled Demon, feeling the knot of the male at his back end slowly driving towards the well thrust tailhole.

"Oh I believe you Demon," said Bolt, lifting up Demon's collar to get a look at the name on it," Huh, name instead of a number. Guess we're both pretty important."

"We help restore the clans," said Demon as if reading from a script.

"I suppose we do," said Bolt, giving Demon another pat on the head.

Sitting down as he was the other Kitsune's cock was proving more appetizing than Demon would have expected. To take one male up the rear was one thing, but the idea of sucking another male off while Nine fucked him seemed like a whole extra level of submission.

"I want you..." whimpered Demon.

"I'm sorry?" asked Bolt mischievously.

"I want you very badly, more than either of the Arctic Foxes. More than Nine here," said Demon.

The comment got a growl out of Nine, who redoubled his efforts and really slammed inside of Demon. Knotting the new Kitsune Nine let out a grunt of a howl as a sputtering of cum went rolling into the wide hips of the eager Kitsune below as they both cried out.

Bolt watched on as Demon's eyes went

wide. They seemed to almost glaze over as he spilled a huge load of Kitsune cum on the ground below. It seemed between his fun time with Five and Nine he had been fucked totally senseless, and it wasn't until a full minute passed before both the orgasm and Demon's mind began to settle down.

Snapping his fingers in front of the Kitsune's blank expression, Demon suddenly seemed to wake up, unsure once more as to how he ended up here or what he was doing besides feeling really good. Nine had pulled out, content at having made the earlier trade. Demon could feel Nine's cum rolling out of his body even as he began to swell up.

"Cute, I remember someone telling me I made a similar face once. Though I don't remember who... Not a lot of these animals are as talkative as we are," said Bolt, gently gripping onto Demon's collar.

"I don't understand, what's happening?" asked the swiftly swelling Demon.

"Haven't you ever seen a male give birth here? You're about to experience it yourself Demon," said Bolt as he guided Demon's snout towards his shaft.

Demon's memories, as limited as they were to the time he had spent in this strange circular room, were returning. More important than that however was the pleasant sensation of Kitsune musk he was getting from such a proximity to Bolt's cock. Bolt was helping to guide Demon down over his similarly knotted cock with a smile.

Demon was happy to comply, swallowing up a large portion of the shaft as his body continued to bulge and build up full to bursting with young. Soon he found himself straining to expel them from his body into the eagerly awaiting hands of the masters who took them up and out of the room. Such an emptiness he felt.

Demon was surprised to feel such a lack from no longer being full of young. It was enough of an anxiety to send his maw more firmly onto Bolt's shaft. The Kitsune before him was happy to oblige Demon's attempts at self comfort, allowing the slightly larger Kitsune ample access to the splayed legs. With more than enough room to go Demon's lips were now firmly flush with Bolt's sheath.

"Eager male aren't you there?" teased Bolt as he performed his signature degrading headpat that Demon was really starting to like.

"NnnNN," mewled Demon, able to say very little with a knot at the end of his maw calling much of the attention of his lengthy fox tongue.

"Yup, yearning to receive pleasure almost as much as he yearns to give it out," stated Bolt matter of factly as he gripped Demon by the ear.

The firm pinch caused Demon to yip lewdly as he pressed his tongue further still, dipping it well past both the knot and sheath to have its tip briefly lap against first one ball and then the other. This lewd and licky massage resumed for some time before finally getting Bolt to grip a bit harder on Demon's ear as he struggled to hold himself back. In this body though it turned out Demon was as good a cock sucker as he used to be a fighter, and with a few more flourishes of the mouth and tongue he soon felt the fox above finish deep in the back of his muzzle.

"GrrAH-!" cried Bolt, making a face much like Demon had moments before.

It was clear the new kitsune was enjoying himself as much as Demon was, and Demon felt a peculiar sort of pride in being able to render such a face on this kitsune Demon had grown so intimately familiar with. His cum went down easy, nearly filling his muzzle with a satisfyingly fiery tasting seed.Demon managed to not spill a drop from his muzzle, commanding the attention of quite a few other eager animals to join the two Kitsunes. Just then the pink rabbit from before with a number Seven on her collar hopped underneath the fertile Fox. Demon decided to have some fun, and before she could even line herself up decided to jam his central most tail a touch further.

"Heh, that's a nice trick," complimented Bolt who was still working up a few more roapy spurts of cum into the back of Demon's throat.

Demon simply growled in approval around Bolt's shaft as he set himself off, his own smokey load splattering all over the rabbit as if to tell her just how serious it was to end up underneath him. Many thick hot ropes of Kitsune cum were found to be rubbed into fur, it seemed to get all over the small female as she reached up to stroke Demon's lengthy sensitive shaft.

Two quick squeeks were all the rabbit could muster as the powerful Kitsune dipped down, pressing the end of his cock against her exposed sex. He was impossibly large for her, but she seemed more than willing to accommodate as much of Demon as she possibly could.

Bolt meanwhile had finished his most recent orgasm, and was beginning to circle around to claim Demon the more proper way. Demon found himself quite happy with the idea of dispensing both a litter into the rabbit beneath him as well as be flooded with another litter inside. Raising all nine tails high he turned to watch Bolt walk around him even as he slid his cock inside the rabbit below.

She was even tighter than the vixen had been, which made sense on account of how small the rabbit was. She was tight enough to make him want to really cut lose, and as he felt Bolt clamber his way on top of his back Demon began to thrust firmly. This made it ever so slightly difficult for Bolt to jam himself forward at the right time, but once he managed to the rampant thrusts of Demon managed to see him both slide inside the tight rabbit and back onto Bolt's cock with every individual Kitsune thrust.

"Grr... think we have some company," said Bolt, looking around.

"Let them come, I'll take anything and everything in this room," said Demon with a point of pride helping him push ever harder and faster.

Multiple aroused squeeks rose up from the rabbit as Demon finally looked around at Bolt's behest. Lustilly surrounding the two Kitsunes fucking on top of the bunny stood a panther, a monkey, a deer, a dragon, another more deep red kitsune, and a raptor. Each would have perhaps been recognizable to Demon had he retained any of his old memories.

Beyond them came the Masters. These mysterious hypnotising figures had apparently had enough watching, and were finally ready to join into the festivities they had worked so hard to establish. Before the panther could pounce on top of Demon's face one of the Masters came over and began to pet him gently on the back of the neck.

Demon watched as the panther crooned, leaning into the scratching as the Master's hands went travelling further along his back and around towards his belly. With a few playful prods to his sheath the large black panther found his tail raising up tall right in front of Demon, who continued to watch as the Master who had given the panther such attention commenced to thrusting inside the big yowling cat. If Bolt wasn't already fucking him and the rabbit wasn't wrapped around his cock he would have been jealous.

Demon caught sight of the command

helmet worn by the Master busy fucking the panther. It seemed just glancing at these or any of the helmets of the surrounding Masters was making him more sensitive than before around the sheath, which the well fucked rabbit down below threatened to massage with her fluffy paws as she began to reach up.

Still looking around Demon noticed the shadowy deer to his left. It's impressive antlers were rolling back as the buck breathed heavily. Behind the large buck was one of the Masters, tugging at his tiny tawny tail with one hand whilst massaging that new more sensitive sheath with his other. Demon caught sight of that Master's human cock slipping into the deer's rear end before turning his attention towards the dragon just behind the deer.

For the dragon Demon watched as the Master gripped the sharp toothed beast firmly by the snout, guiding it over towards that Master's shaft. Demon watched as the long forked tongue went wrapping down around the cock of the human. Demon's gaze drifted upwards towards the Master being sucked off by the dragon and found himself growing more sensitive in and around the sheath just as the rabbits paws began to draw ever closer still.

Over to the right Demon began to look now, eyes drifting past the buck who had just cum to his left just about the same time as the panther had before settling his view upon the monkey to the right. One of the Masters was holding the monkey's hands away from his super sensitive sheath, only offering the monkey a chance at release if he obliged in sucking off the Master in front of him.

The monkey readily followed through, eager to satisfy the Master to be given the opportunity to satisfy himself. Soon after his furry head slipped up against the Master's groin the Master let go of the monkey's hands. Demon watched as they darted down past his cock, finding the partly sheathed base that was so sensitive.

Demon heard a cock-muffled cry from the Monkey in front of him as a sputter of cum quickly found itself launched towards Demon's front right paw. Demon licked his hand clean as he watched for a short while as the Monkey continued to suck the Master's dick in spite of his satisfaction at last arriving. Eventually he moved on to the red Kitsune.

Much like Demon before when Bolt was making him suck him off whilst Nine was busy taking his rear end the Kitsune to his right was being taken by two Masters at once. Each of them seemed to be hypnotizing the kitsune between them to enjoy this sandwiched position more and more with every thrust from their human cocks.

Demon watched as the deep red kitsune pushed back firmly against the two thrusting Masters. It seemed to enjoy the attention quite a bit, revelling in the way they pushed themselves so deep inside. Demon's eyes drifted over to their strange hypnotic helmets once again, finding his sheath growing ever more permanently sensitive.

Last but not least stood the raptor with long leathery scaled tail already raised at the prompting of one Master who was taking his time. His approach seemed almost hesitant and gentle, a noticeable shade different than the rest of the Master's all around Demon and the growing group of critters around them.

Slowly and carefully the human reached out along the raptors tail, massaging along the tip of it almost playfully so. It coaxed the tail ever higher whilst his human hands dipped down lower. The growls and groans of excitement from the raptor grew louder and louder, almost echoing around inside of Demon's head.

"Fuck... just fuck it already..." mewled Demon in the direction of the two lovers.

This prompted the sudden addition of a cock into Demon's mouth at the hands of the one of the Masters. Demon was unsure which one had finished and decided to take him, but judging by the faint scent of deer satisfaction still resting on the member he came to realize it had been the one that had taken the shadowy deer to his right.

Straining to see past the crotch of his Master's thrusting Demon nevertheless retained his efforts of satisfying rabbit, Bolt, and Master alike. It proved to be quite the balancing act indeed, thrusting, bucking back, and licking to eagerly. To combine all three activities as well as sneak a peak at the Master's tongue slipping into the Raptor for a moment before mounting the peculiar lizard proved all the more challenging for Demon.

Grunting a cock-muffled whimper Demon felt something changing in him. So much exposure to the Master's peculiar helmets seemed to be pushing him further and further inside of himself. He was beginning to have trouble formulating words with which to think about the things that weighed so heavily upon his mind.

Down below the rabbit could feel Demon's precum alone beginning to fill her more forcefully than she had expected. She struggled to lean forward against the massive length of Demon's cock, reaching her bunny paws up and over towards the sheath as she...

Another squeak, louder this time than all the ones before it. The rabbit had been set off, climaxing roughly around the length of Demon's shaft as she reached up to paw along the impossibly sensitive fur around the base of his long cock. Demon let out a cock-muffled bark as he spilled himself completely inside the rabbit.

Knotting suddenly she was forced to take the brunt of it, each and every drop of smokey scented Kitsune cum that went rolling forth from those impressive balls. As tiny as she was it almost felt as though she would burst full of a litter of cute rabbits. Eventually the pressure proved too much, and she found herself pushed off his knotted cock from the volume of his spunk.

Scooting up towards the front of the Kitsune Demon caught a whiff of the runny bunny cunny down below. She was so full of his seed Demon would be surprised if she didn't sire two litters off of his excess. His cock continued to drip as the post coital satisfaction began to settle down. He could feel himself clenching down on Bolt back behind him, egging the talkative Kitsune on towards climax.

Hearing the bunny squeak and squeal as she gave birth to Demon's next litter, the increasingly feral male decided he wanted to know what that felt like once again. Nine's litter had been satisfying to foster, and now with the rabbit giving birth below him he figured it might just be time for Bolt to father another litter as well.

One of the Master's seemed to agree greatly, for while Bolt thrust down against Demon a human hand reached out to massage the top Kitsune's sheath between thrusts. This was more than enough prompting to push his knot all the way inside of Demon, and soon the cumming Kitsune was leaning in and over to bite at Demon's neck.

It felt good to be bit there by a male like Bolt. Having his cum pool up inside of Demon gave the simultaneously dominant and submissive Kitsune a sublime experience. He felt himself pushed onwards towards an edge he had not yet experienced, and without even having to touch or tease his sheath with his tail tips like he was planning to the fertile fox finished once again by Bolt's thrusting alone.

It seemed well timed, but just as Bolt began filling Demon up spurt by spurt, the Master in front of Demon began doing the same.

The human's cum didn't taste quite as good as Bolt's had to Demon, but the strange and musky concoction was good enough that he drank it all down.

It hung on Demon's tongue like so many of their commands, ever present and all encompassing. Demon licked at the air, watching at the cum dripped off his tongue just the same as it dripped out of his rear end. Bolt had popped free, slipped out and backed away.

"They're taking away our words..." mewled the just spent Bolt as he fell.

"Good," said Demon," They were a distraction from the pleasure anyway."

"They were what separated us from the other animals," whined Bolt.

"There shouldn't be anything that separates us from the other animals," said Demon," We are here to breed and be breed endlessly."

"We could have escaped instead..." growled Bolt as his words began to fully fade.

Their communication faltered, and soon the only opinion Bolt had about Demon was that Demon was really good at harboring litters of his young. For this reason and this reason alone Bolt really liked Demon. This worked out well, for Demon liked Bolt for much the same reason albeit at the other end of the equation.

Pumped full of another litter Demon began expelling a new batch of young as the pink rabbit below finished delivering hers. So swift wer the products of their breedings, so impossibly fast and constant. How long would it take Demon himself to sire an entire cities worth of young? As he squeezed out another of his copious offspring he called out in delight even as they were carried off. How soon after such a treatment could he offer another?

Demon was soon to find out As was Bolt

as well. The both of them had lost their command of speech, the one and only remaining thing truly tethering Demon and Bolt to the lives they had lived before. Now they crawled around on all fours, as feral and fuckable as the rest of the room had become through prolonged exposure to the Master's impossible to resist suggestions.

Sniffing at Bolt briefly Demon considered mounting the male, but found himself attended to rather suddenly by three rather grabby Masters. What resistance he might have mustered went away with the simplest of glances at their helmets. They seemed to defy explanation, as though looking at them wasn't so much looking at an object as it was feeling compelled to follow unspoken commands.

"There's a good little Demon," spoke the one at his welcoming rear.

"Yes, follow your instincts and urges like a proper Kitsune," said another.

"Let us each give you a litter, and help to show you your new place in this world," came the third as he turned his attention towards Demon's cock.

Demon felt so good about this treatment his tails had gone all twisty. They circled around and upon one another, turning an already immensely satisfactory foursome into something approaching a thirteensome. Each fluffy tail seemed to be growing more and more sensitive with the suggestions writ large upon their powerful masks, coaxing him to only further rub himself and them.

With his maw once more full of one Master's cock Demon could scarcely get a glance of his most recent partner Bolt. The sight of the submissive Kitsune taking up the attention of three Masters like Demon was filled the well fucked Kitsune with a powerful yet unexplainable sense of pride and happiness. Perhaps it was a generalized loyalty and Perhaps it was a generalized loyalty and

admiration to all Kitsunes capable of producing as many offspring as he was willing to produce. Or perhaps it was much more. Either way it served as the briefest of distractions from the pleasure the Masters provided to him now.

The Master at his front began to squeeze and squeeze his shaft without end, and Demon felt himself almost entirely coating his belly with Kitsune cum as both his ends were claimed. It proved to be quite the overwhelming sensation, leaving him hardly aware of the Master's release inside of him and the ensuing pregnancy that was to follow from such peculiar breeding.

Still splattering himself from the Master's attention as well as swallowing up everything the topmost Master could give to his maw Demon soon found himself giving birth once more. Offering up yet more young into the wild world his stamp had created. To think he could sire such generations so swiftly? Oh how happy Demon was.

The Masters left him to his own devices now, and given their attention to him he soon found himself wanting more. For a moment at the least he had satisfied himself with his tails, rubbing themselves, his sheath, and his rump for some time whilst he watched Bolt give up his own newest batch of young to the Masters.

Then Demon's eyes drifted over to the dragon who seemed too eager to resist. With his strange scaly tail lifted up Demon saw his opportunity to pounce and thrust up inside the dragon who's rump was tighter than the arctic fox's spade had been earlier. The dragon was the first of many Demon would go on to claim and be claimed by.

Even after this mounting he would go on to claim the redder female Kitsune and be counter-claimed by the dragon he had just gotten done impregnating. So many offspring and so much time. From Bolt to the Panther to the Deer to everything Each and every male and Deer to everything Each and every male and female in this big round room would grow intimately familiar with Demon's seed.

Years would go by, untold amounts of time that would see him growing satisfied by his countless lovers in ways and methods he could hardly dream to put words to. He was a sleepless fucking thing, constantly fucking and being fucked by others. His tails were perpetually raised through the centuries that would come to pass, his sheath ever eager to slip next to a tailhole or an awaiting spade.

All manner of creatures would become his offspring, and after enough time even they too would be introduced to this strangely perpetual place, rendered as willing as he always was by the powerful hypnotic masks that still managed to make him more sensitive with each and every meeting with the Masters he received.

By the time his offspring, such as 585 and 300, a yellow dragon and red panther respectively, were old enough to take him. Demon was as sensitive as could reasonably be. The lightest touch of tail or scruff or rear was enough to send him into spasmodic fits of arousal. He would yip and cum and cry before they could even work up the first thrust into that fuckable tailhole of his.

Of all the creatures in this place Demon had become the favored of all to fuck or be fucked by. He was a lover who's pleasure and satisfaction with both his state of existence and the state of the world to be so sublime as to be shareable through contact. By fucking or being fucked by this constantly pleasured and happy thing that had once been Naruto Uzumaki you could feel some of that satisfaction to. 585 and 300 in particular would find themselves frequently partnered with Demon, bathing their father in cum.