The door parted slightly, casting a harsh ray of high-noon sun across the dorm. A patch of laundry strewn floor and bed were briefly illuminated as a figure slinked into the door and shut it tightly, casting the room back into the dim. Lit now only by the faint blue glow of a sleeping  PC, the thin shadow that had entered sighed and tossed a  bookbag limply onto the bed. 

With little fanfare they plopped themselves into a butterfly chair and kicked their shoes off, raising their kneesock clad feet to rest on the table to one side of their keyboard. 

In the black mirror of the monitor  soft features were reflected, a feminine face with thin features and a sleepy golden gaze. Long unkept black bangs framed his face, leading up to a pair of tall shapely jackal ears replete with gold piercings. While one hand suppressed a yawn the other clacked a password into the newly awoken computer, black fingernails mirroring the awakened light from the monitor.

[Welcome, Nil]

Quickly summoning a desktop adorned with a highly patrician  anime wallpaper, Nil contemplated his options for a moment before opening Kemochat and perusing his friend list. 

He smiled to see Fumi had gone straight home from class as well, and started a video call. After a few seconds his room glowed slightly for the image of Fumi's bright face.

"Nya! Hey Nilly~!" the catboy chimed, reclining similarly in his newly donned pajamas. 

"Hey Fufu~."  Nil replied liltly, having already been in his since the night before; a pair of black kneesocks and a baggy white t-shirt. 

"How was class?" Fumi asked, leaning forward and brushing a hand through his feathery white hair and deftly tying it back with a hairtie. 

Nil crossed his arms and sighed. "Boring, just more healing junk again. I can't wait until next year to learn conjuration to do fun stuff like you do." 

Fumi giggled and leaned back, rummaging through unseen objects offscreen, "Speaking of fun stuff, I actually dabbled with a little last night. I thought about what you said before and got you something special in the works!" 

Nils ears perked slightly as Fumi leaned forward and tilted a small plastic container into the camera for him to see. The clear box came into focus and so did a literal handful of figures braced against its presented side. Miniscule but perfectly rendered were several of the 'humans' which Fumi had discovered during one of his planar escapades.

They were unlike the ones he had first shared with the other students of the school, which were so small that even under magical magnification they could barely be made out. These little beings were about a centimeter tall, still puny but infinitely more recognizable for what they were than the civilized dust mites Fumi'd first shown him.

Fumi had apparently brought whole cities of them from their native plane to his own; 'along for the ride by mistake', whatever that meant. Scholarly bemusement were set aside though when Fumi let his circle of friends in on the perverse pleasures he had discovered in their plane. 

Less than a month later Fumi was producing whole continents of these humans in his dorm and handing them out to the other boys and girls of the school like a drug dealer. Within just a couple weeks the school was consumed with perverse experimentation of this new erotica. 

Nil had been Fumi's friend since the first magic aptitude exams, and despite his withdrawn ways, Fumi was someone he felt comfortable sharing intimacy with, as well as his latest projects. 

"It took a lot of work to get them this big," Fumi seemed to snicker a bit at the word 'big', "but I think it's what you wanted. Look, you can even see their little faces! Their little ears are silly, right?" Fumi tapped a fingernail against the lid, knocking the humans inside onto their rears and outraging a few of them enough to clearly shout at him.

Nil simply stared with parted lips, then blushed. "Fufu, you didn't have to do that for me."

Fumi smiled. "I feel like you were right when you said they were just a bit too small to have some intimate fun with. I've thought of them the whole time as just the sum of what you can use their little worlds for, but this seems like it might be alot of fun, nya." he mewed playfully.

Nil had joined Fumi and a few others early on in experimenting with the humans in their far more diminutive size. The game, he was told, was to use the little patches of landscape as sex toys or simply to exert thrilling sway over so many little beings. 

Fumi had taken a continent and placed it beneath his cock on the bed, slowly stroking himself until a thin strand of precum dripped onto it, flooding the diminutive cities and bowling over mountains like a deluge.

It was interesting, different for sure, but Nil hadn't really understood it until Fumi explained how much of a thrill it was to know so many little beings existed solely for your pleasure. That much he understood, and he felt his loins stir at the idea that any one of their most fleeting thrills would become the entire world to the tiny humans. 

That being said Nil didn't think such tiny beings could have much effect, but the other boys seemed excited by such expressions of dominance over a tiny civilizaiton. The rest of the night was a blur of lischevious play, but Nil couldn't shake a nagging sense that the humans would be much more fun if he could play with them more intimately. 

He had told Fumi as much the next morning, nervously though, at risk of sounding unsatisfied with his discovery. On the contrary Fumi was excited to hear Nil's idea. Apparently when he had arrived on their plane he had been smaller than when he left, and he found it lamentable he hadn't spent more time playing with them at that size. Fumi commited himself to the experiment and promptly drafted Nil as tester for this next project. 

Nil was seeing the fruits of that project before him, humans that Fumi promised would be in his hands the next day for him to try out. "Any particular type of humans you want me to get you Nilly?" Fumi inquired.

Nil pondered for a moment before answering coyly, "Uhm. Cute guys I guess."

 "Ha, you're so predictable! Alright, I'll have a bunch for you then if I get to work."

Nil nodded smiling fondly at Fumi and all the effort he had put into his suggestion.
"Thanks Fumi," He replied warmly, at which the two waved goodbye and ended their chat. 

Nil spun his chair about and tossed himself onto the bed, his fluffy tail swishing thoughtfully between his legs. He turned over and stared at the ceiling in the dark, blushing as he thought of what he might do with these humans, fantasies both soft and cruel swimming in his mind.

The new days light suddenly sliced through the familiar dimness for just a moment before Nil once again slinked in and closed the door behind him. He carried himself to the bed with strides of his rainbow-patterned thighhighs and brusquely tossed himself into the mound of pillows atop it. 

He wasted little time removing his backpack and removing a single item carefully, tossing the satchel aside. Bringing his knees to his chest and leaning against the backboard, Nil held the plastic container to his nose, the deep golden pools of his eyes examining the dozen minuscule humans within intently. 

A small smile crossed his face, under any other circumstance a soft and attractive visage, but for the humans within a jarring introduction to their new owner. 

"H-hey there little humans," Nil whispered, adopting a soft demeanor as not to scare them too badly,"you really are weird little people, huh?" 

They looked somewhat like Nil's kind, but with tiny flat ears and no tails. They were much more square in their features; not one of the dozen or so in the container seemed nearly as pretty as either Fumi or himself, but they were cute enough to satisfy his request. 

Nil felt his heart thumping in his chest as he paused for a moment with his fingers on the lid of the container. It had been one thing to play with one of Fumi's cities, he hadn't really been able to appreciate them as real beings, but these humans were big enough that he could see them stagger away from his fingers as he cupped the plastic that separated them from the much larger world.

His hesitance lasted a long moment before he popped the edge of the lid open carefully, and picked out one of the humans as gently as he could. 

The little figure he chose as his first tried to duck as his fingers closed on either side of him, and Nil could swear he heard a little peep as he lifted him out. He replaced the vented lid with his free hand and placed the rest of the humans on his nightstand, covering it with a discarded sock as to have some intimacy with his chosen partner. 

Then it was just the human and Nil, who leveled his pale palm, holding the minuscule man in front of his chest and watching to see how he handled his introduction to his new owner. 

---

Gene slowly removed his hands from his head and raised himself from the warm surface of the softly swaying hand beneath him. 

It was just his luck to be plucked out of their transparent prison over any of the other captives. His city had been founded inside a petri dish, one of a hundred stacked atop one another in that damnable white-haired cats room.

The giant worked his way through the stack of cities, handing some out to other giants and giantesses like himself for god-knows-what until their turn came. 
Instead of being sacrificed on the altar of lust like so many others had been, their city was offered a deal. A few hundred of them would be taken from their otherwise safe-enough petri dish city and the rest would be spared the dick, in so many words. 

It was Gene's luck that the city was so enlightened as to choose the victims by lottery, and he was called up to be taken. Taken up on the end of a giant q-tip to be scrutinized under microscope and subjected to magical experiment after experiment. 

He supposed he was lucky, and was of the later batch to be around for the spells success, rather than the ones that had ended up even smaller, or been 'accidentally' lost below the catboys desk as he worked. 

His enlarged form was set aside in another dish with a dozen others and he had experienced a long ride in total darkness within a backpack after the catboy had handed him over to this new tormentor. Now he figured his jig was up, and he was going to be eaten or miserably experimented on by this new presence. 

Yet the colossal boy, seemingly a dog or jackal if the previous had been a cat, simply stared at Gene passively. Gene almost thought his bearer was  a female for a moment, but a closer look dawned the perhaps unfortunate reality that he was a very deliberately effeminate, gracile young man. 

He was staring straight at him with golden eyes that were deeply ringed with the signs of  insufficient sleep and too much monitor gazing, and his skin was pale as alabaster.

"Nzah. Pesh vzo?" The colossus softly whispered, a gust of cinnamon scented breath blowing over him with his unintelligible words. 

Gene hesitated for a moment, this one didn't speak their language, and it sounded like a question that prompted an a thoughtful answer. 

"A-are you the same as that white-haired fellow?  You're not going to do anything regrettable are you?" He asked, failing to sound dignified.

The slender jackal ears twitched notably, and a faint, sharp-toothed smile crossed his face. Gene thought he'd either done it and bridged the gap with the alien, or really gotten himself in trouble.

"Ah, tezeke~!" The jackal chirped excitedly, a faint blush reddening his pale cheek, which he held a manicured hand against. With a flourish he extended a fingertip beside him, softly prodding the skin of his palm and sweeping against Gene with what seemed like a gentle prod, which nonetheless dropped him solidly onto his back. 

Gene coughed in surprise as the excited prodding turned him about  and plucked him up deftly. Ferried towards the jackals face and suddenly assailed with a string of unintelligible questions, he couldn't help but be overwhelmed. He could only see thin lips and the flashing of canines if he looked forward, and only narrowed golden eyes if he looked up. 

---

"Ah, you can talk~!"

Nil instantly plucked up the little figure and held him closer to his face so he could hear his faint squeaks better.

"Did you talk to Fumi? He's really fun right? Do they do fun stuff on your plane?"
He could hardly resist being verbose in his excitement, he hadn't even thought about how cute their talking would be.

"I'm not sure what to talk about with a little tiny human..." 

The human seemed to just squirm impatiently and uncomfortably inbetween his fingertips.

"Erm. I didn't mean to be boring. H-here, we can play!" Nil tried to be nice and changed the subject as if he was pressed.With his free hand he deftly removed his loose t-shirt, revealing the smooth, svelte body beneath. 

Nil leaned against the mound of pillows behind him and gently placed his still adamantly protesting friend onto the soft roundel of his nipple. 

Even sprawled out as he was, the human was barely tall enough to stretch across his nipple. He seemed to lie dazed for a moment, before realizing he was on the sheer, smooth cliff of Nil's sloping chest and clung direly to the soft bump in front of him. 
Nil couldn't withhold a slight giggle, both at the humor of the little man's frantic movement and the sensation it illicited. 

"Mn, you're really desperate huh?" 

Teasing him with his words and his fingers, Nil pinched both sides of his pink nipple and gently pulled it upwards, teasing the human into it as he struggled to make headways against it. 

"Just keep doing that, ok," he instructed, suddenly standing up from his bed and walking towards his bathroom, "hold on too."

Feeling about in the dark of the bathroom he quickly found the medicine cabinet and removed a single bandaid from it's cartridge, peeling off the backing and gently placing it over his little attendant's body. 

Fitting it snugly he adhered it in place, giggling at the feeling of the tiny bodies' struggles intensifying fruitlessly against his heated skin. 

---

Gene wasn't prepared for the sudden reintroduction of gravity, and clung for his life to the bed-sized nub of the immense nipple. He pressed his face firmly into the yielding skin, scrambling for any hold he could maintain to avoid falling  to his death down the length of the jackal's body.

Even terrified half to death he couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the sheer smoothness of his skin, the warmth radiating from beneath it, and the soft scent of sweat emanating from all about him. 

He almost jumped off in surprise when he felt a heavy padded surface spread across his back and wedge him tightly between it and the chest in front of him. 
He loosened his deathgrip for just a moment before feeling himself slide slightly downwards and scrambling feverishly to regain his grip.

Despite the tight binding he felt that if he were to slacken he would still slip out and fall, so he found himself constantly having to kick up the yielding surface and scrabble at it with his hands to stay astride the slowly stiffening edifice. 
He groaned in frustration, the only way he could survive was to stimulate the collossal pervert exactly as he wanted. That he was getting slightly excited against his will made him even more frustrated.

---

Nil grabbed the box of bandages and strode back to his bed, settling comfortably before turning to the sock-draped container again. Without lifting the makeshift cover he pried open a corner and blindly chose another human to play with. Pinching him softly he brought this one up to inspect before his face.

This human was shorter and younger than the other, and seemed to really dislike being handled, as he flailed about and smacked at his fingertips with his tiny little hands, the little flip of his hair bobbing about as he did. 

Nil stared at him for a long moment, watching to see if he would give up in his resistance for what little good it did him. When he saw the fair-haired little figure failed to yield at all in his squirming he bore a fang in a smirk, and promptly bound him to his other nipple with another bandaid, sighing at the even more enthusiastic resistance this one put up beneath the elastic strip. 

Immediately snatching another one out of the container he took pause when he looked this human over and noticed just how soft and attractive his features were. Out of all the ones he'd been given this one looked the most like one of his own in all their beauty. 

Immediately a flush came to his cheeks, though his expression betrayed little other than slight abashedness. 

'You're really cute,' he managed to murmur softly, cupping the tiny figure as supportively as he could. 

The little human just stared up at him, clearly not understanding him but somehow seeming to gather he wasn't about to get eaten. At once he sat forward and grabbed hold of one of Nil's fingers, which was as wide as a car to him, clinging to it and returning Nil's increasingly averted gaze. 

Nil looked away and brought a fingertip to his lips. To be effected by a little human like that seemed somehow embarrassing, but he couldn't ignore the warmth spreading through his belly.

He abruptly lowered the human down to his waist, clad as it was in just a pair of shimapan which hugged his ample hips tightly. Already from beneath the fabric his arousal had stirred, stretching in a thick ridge along the line of his pelvis. 

Nil began to slowly brush the now slightly wiggling human along his fabric ensconced shaft, his trailing fingers feeling just how dampened with sweat he'd become from handling the humans he'd spent all week thinking about. 
Again and again he passed the tiny who had deigned to stir some shyness in him over this length, watching as it slowly rose against the confines of it's striped prison.

Vel closed his eyes and let out a quiet cry as the world around him quickly swept aside, the immense youth with the ears and eyes of a jackal handling him as if he were a grape, pinched as such between two fingers and a thumb. 

Instead of being carried up to his mouth as he had feared, he was instead swept over the curved field of his belly to the feminine underwear which circled his waist. Immediately as he drew close his nostrils filled with the warm scent of his sweat and the subtle tang of his arousal. 

His whole form was pressed into the white silk of his garment, and immediately this warmth and sweet scent was imbued into Vel's skin, as it was utterly soaked into the fine fabric, which felt as if it had been worn several times over. Before he had a chance to even cover his nose the fingers which wrapped about him began to slowly brush him along the length of what must have been the hidden length of the giants privates. 

"S-stop, please. I'm not a toy!" Vel tried to cry, barely releasing it as a mutter in the face of the pressure on his chest and the heated air which flooded his lungs with each breath. 

The rubbing and the environment was having an effect however, and Vel could feel himself grow aroused in turn, though it defied every other instinct of fear and resistance he felt. Beneath the thin layer of fabric he could feel the jackal stirring, the previously soft bulk beneath him stiffening slightly and beginning to rise beneath him, pressing ominously against the silk confines of his panties, as if an obelisk was being raised by his frictional efforts. 

He could only groan and try to save some composure as he saw before him the pale skin of his captor's penis as it grew to part it's silk cover like snow sloughing off a roof. 

---

When the pink circle of his glans emerged from beneath his panties Nil resisted the urge to imemdiately begin masturbating with his tiny human in hand.

He didn't want to smash one so cute in such a brutish way anyway.  It was enough of a thrill to compare the tiny human to the ever-increasing size of his penis. Besides, there would probably be disobedient ones for that later.

Nil was thin and soft, shy and not phenominally smart, but he was exceptionally well endowed. Among the erotic circle that gathered around Fumi, he was teased for having the most prodigious hardware, a smooth cream-colored shaft which even half-soft and ensconced in foreskin was almost a foot long and nearly as thick as his wrist. 

His aesthetic of a shimapan and a t-shirt hanging baggily over it was a testiment to how innocuous he could look in public, always gambling that any arousal he might feel could at any moment raise his shirt or poke aside his thigh. He would have to introduce some humans to this game later.

For now his attentions were on the human he had in hand, who was still passively assisting him in his sensuous rubbing.

"You've got me real worked up, you better take responsibility for all this," Nil chastised him, something like a smile returning to his face at what felt like a restoration of his power over the humans handsome little form. 

Nil moaned softly as he slid the tiny one off the silk that stood between him and his bare skin. Holding one hand to his mouth demurely, he lifted one leg and let his warm girth rest vertically against the horizontal stripes of his thighhighs.

Nil deliberately  pressed the human into the soft crease where his shaft met his smooth testicles, the starting line for a race up his towering shaft, and finally over the slight cleft of his frenulum, where his foreskin joined the bright pink tip of his glans. 

Nil could hardly stop from sighing in pleasure, endlessly circling his tiny playmate about his most sensitive spot.

---

All Vel could smell, taste, and feel was the Jackal boys cock, its hot skin sticking slightly to him every time he changed direction. These merciful respites ended as he was lowered down atop the yielding pair of balls that shifted beneath the giants increasingly absurd length.

He shouted for respite, beggeing to be put down at least so that his humilation could be on his own terms. It didn't seem to do him any good, and instead he was swiped up the full length of the towering cock, every inch of movment further innundating Vel with the essense of the jackals manhood. 

It seemed to go on forever, indeed it was lengthening as he ascended it slowly, until finally the terrain wrinkled and he found himself pressed over the folds of what must have been his retracted foreskin.

Here the tang of the air became truly unbearable, wrapped as his cock had been all day in the summer heat. Vel cursed loudly as he realized this was to be his destination, as the giant began to rub him softly in a circle about the underside of his glans like he was a living vibrator.

He had the wherewithal to be somewhat thankful he was being used like this, and not any other way such a title would call for. His thoughts were interrupted when he felt something thick and viscous roll over his shoulder and streak across his back, instantly soaking him to the core with the most powerfully cloying scent imaginable. 

He cried out in outrage when the immense hand suddenly pushed him through the stream of precum like a slip-and-slide, and his mouth was filled with salty transparency.

---

Nil let out a quavering moan as the tip of his glans became coated in shining translucence, smeared across the tip and underside by the circling motions of his human toy. Bead after bead of precum rolled out of his urethra, only to be rolled over by the adamantly wriggling pet and brushed over every inch of his comparatively monolithic cock. 

His manhood was a needy one, and took a lot of work to bring to satisfaction, acclimated as it was to hours-long masturbation and sensuous play with Fumi. So he turned his little human over and over his increasingly eruptive cockhead, the bottled pleasure in his groin growing ever closer to release.

By the time Nil felt his climax rising his entire immense cock was painted with precum, and his human feather was lathered hopelessly in his emissions. Nil's bucking and writhing made the pair still bound to his nipples resist ferverently, only adding their to the fog of pleasure which rolled over him.

As he reached his crescendo he brushed his toy human tantilizingly softly against his frenulum, until he felt himself overcome with bliss. 

Nil moaned indecently and his hips trembled with the passion of his release, one finger curled effeminitely in front of his mouth while the other hand kept the source of his pleasure in place. 

Spurt after spurt of thick pearlescant jizz leapt upwards, arcing heavily for just a second before draping over his attending hand and pooling atop his balls or trailing over the curve of his thighs. 

"Hahh... Hah. Nnh," Nil struggled for words in the fugue of his first blissful experience with his newfound human toys. 

Nil reflected for a time, simply resting with his hand still cupped over the end of his softening length, cum oozing slowly between his slender fingers.

When it finally suited him to consider his tiny pleasure-bringer he lifted his sticky hand from his crotch, giggling slightly at the sight of his little human pasted to the side of his glans in the mire of sperm he had released.

He seemed to be totally spent, simply lying flat against the pink background with no sign of resistance remaining. Nil smirked as his fingertips went to work gently peeling him off, a transparent strand trailing beneath him. 

"You weren't too bad little human," Nil had to concede. "don't get any ideas about making me feel horny again, unless you like this sort of thing." 

The human seemed to look at him in surprise, but didn't betray much else with his exhausted response. Nil found another little container on a nearby shelf and gently placed him inside it, making a note to keep any especially fun or obedient toys seperate from the still concealed newcomers.

He didn't want any of them having their coming work spoiled prematurely. Nil threw himself back against the cushy stack of pillows he had prepared and finally turned off the lamp on his night stand, sighing deeply and drifting into post-coital bliss.

---

It took a long time for the stirring beneath Liam to settle into the steady rising and falling of sleeping breath. Lying atop the slowly softening nub of the giant's nipple, he could finally feel the pressure on his back yield, and the first cool air he had in hours passed under it. 

"Damn, finally," he muttered, drawing the first easy breath in hours.

Though they came easily, these breaths were tinged with the scent and warmth of the giant jackalboy's youthful sweat. Wiggling slowly, not wanting to illicit any unconscious itch, he slipped backwards from under the collossal bandage and stood unsteadily on the springy ground beneath him.

The room around him was totally dark, and he could only make out the rolling landscape of skin around him by the dim moonlight filtering in through the drawn curtains. Liam couldn't see the full extent of the room about him, but the vast cavernous space was disorienting just to try and contemplate. It didn't help that this voluminous realm was some effeminate nerd's cluttered college dorm, merely scaled up to preposterous size. 

He shook his head and turned to the task at hand, escaping the immense jackal-faggot that had toyed at his expense for hours. In front of Liam a 'slender' neck tapered up towards a placid sleeping face. The giants fangs were just visible inside the parted arch of his mouth. 

Liam was obviously not going that way, so he turned his back and surveyed the other horizon, taking care to stay quiet in considerationn of the great pair of slender jackal ears which twitched atop the giants head.

At first he opted to climb down his arms, but their constant shifting, scratching, and grasping would surely be his end. Thus he had to try his luck further down the immense sprawling vista of the god-like jackal boy. 

It was slow making headway across the immense plain of the jackals abs and stomach, which were sticky with sweat and occaisonally more suspect fluids. The skin sometimes clung to his feet at he raised them, and he fell more than a few times crossing the rising and falling ribs.

Liam had his eyes on the pair of immense thighs crossed before him when the warm landscape stirred slightly and tossed him off his feet. He rolled several feet and suddenly felt the skin beneath him curve away sharply. Gripping at barely tractable groud he was able to halt his descent at the edge of a steep-sided crater, what he realized at a glance was a navel.

"Are you serious? Damn this giant tart." He muttered quietly, struggling to pull himself away from this treacherous hazard.

Resuming his soujorn hastily he continued towards the waist, realizing just what the nature of all that jostling had been earlier in the night, as he encountered the long trailing strands of semen left from the jackals throes of passion.

"Who just cums and then falls asleep like that? These giants are savages." He mulled, taking care to step around the still warm mires he had helped to create.

It had been the same with the white-haired one too, though he was even less delicate with the unfortunates Liam had seen used so.Finally he came across the offending member, the jackals girthy penis, soft but still poking out from his silk panties.

It was immense, clad as it was in thick foreskin and still glistening in the moonlight with sweat and precum. Liam turned away and quickly made away from the sickly-sweet atmosphere of the jackal's groin, towards one of the pale thighs that stretched off towards the bedsheets which covered his legs.

The covers he figured were the key to escaping. What he'd do once he managed to get down from the bed was less clear. Perhaps there was something in this room that could guarentee his safety, or bring him to match the size of his effeminate enslavers, after all he had seem them working actual magic the white-haired ones dorm.

Once he was their size they'd learn to regret treating him like some kind of toy. 

Suddenly the yielding skin beneath his feet jumped, the entire thigh raising like an iceburg turning over at sea. His momentary lapse of attention left him unprepared to grip either the skin or the nearby bedsheets, and he was tossed abruptly back towards the gap between the jackals thighs. 

He let out a cry, thinking the fall alone would be his end, but at his scale he was safe from this hazard if nothing else. Instead he tumbled across the creamy skin of the inner thigh and passed under the white rim of the jackals immense panties. He suddenly impacted a yielding, spongy surface, scrabbling about in the dark. He barely had a moment to ascertain where he'd landed before the giant shifted again and his collossal thigh slapped atop him with its impossible weight.

Liam would have let loose a string of curses had the breath not been robbed from his lungs by the sudden unbearable pressure. Instead his slight, laboured breaths were filled with the hot heady scent of the jackals masculinity and the salty tang of his sweat. The surface beneath him was remarkably smooth and firm, though it seemed wrapped in loose, sticky skin which evaded all of his efforts to free himself, not that the atlas-like burden which rested atop him would have allowed it.

He could scarcely move, other than to grip his hands, kick his legs faintly, and try to make millimetric advances against the clinging skin all about him.His feverish wriggling instead merely illicited an itch and another roll of the hips from Nil, which abruptly piled the weight of both hefty testicles atop him as well as that of the alternate thigh.

The thought that this was too much to bear scarcely lasted a moment before Liam was reduced into a red spot on the side of Nil's perky balls, this even swept into obscurity by the next sliding movement of his thighs. 

----

Nil awoke, stretching his arms as his ears and tail twitched widly. Rising to his feet he brusquely adjusted his naughty bits, trying in vain to tuck his peeking pink glans under the silky shimapan that patently failed to constrain his morning wood. 

After savoring this for a few moments he gave up on the futile task and instead strode to his bathroom, eyes still closed in near repose, and stripped his panties past his slender legs.

With a flick of the wrist he tossed them onto the floor behind him then gazed through heavy eyelids to gaze at the mirror. His black hair was a scrambled mess of feathery bangs, ears jutting crookedly from beneath. Nil immediately took notice of the fact that one of the bandaids clinging to his chest had fallen off in the night.

His fingers prodded gently at the exposed nipple, turning it over in the mirror as if there was anywhere for it's tiny passanger to have hidden. 

"Huh, where'd you go? Did he run away, or did I drop him?" Nil glanced about the floor and peeked back into the laundry strewn floor of his bedroom.

"Eh, I'll find him later probably," He huffed dismissively, instead turning to the one remaining bandage. 

With a poke he pushed the tiny passenger which still rested beneath it out the top. The human seemed to have been awoken when Nil had, and now scrambled slowly up the slight curve of his chest atop his prodding black fingernail. 

"You're still there? D-didn't run away huh?" Nil peeled off the bandage painlessly with a minor incantation, tossing it in the trash.

With a slight tilt of his chest he deposited the human onto his awaiting palm and cupped him in safety as Nil turned on the shower and stepped into the cone of hot water. 

"Cute, I guess you deserve a reward."

---

Gently deposited onto the built-in alcove, Gene found himself flanked by a swimming pool sized bar of soap and towering bottles of shampoo. He sat with his back against the cool tiles as melon-sized drops of water plopped heavily around him. 

His fear of this immense cavernous space was tempered by his desire to wash himself of the scent of passion which the last night had utterly coated him in.

Reaching his hands into a single bead of oversized water he began to bathe himself in tandem with the immense jackal boy beside him, after regarding him with a few soft but indecipherable words had lathered himself in lavender soap and gently rubbed a washcloth into every corner of his pleasantly curved body. 

Gene couldn't help but admire the creme colored taper of his slim, fit waist into the shapely jiggling butt that framed a now soaked canine tail. Black toenails clacked against the porcelain what seemed like miles beneath him. 

Every time the giant turned in his direction his vista filled with the streams of sweet floral water cascading from his long hair about him in gently effervescant beads, across his chest and down towards his-

Gene practically slapped himself and backed against the tile again. He couldn't believe he was ogling this colossus who had degraded him just a few moments before as if he was a tender lover. This obscene imprisonment was getting to him, and he resolved to turn his back away as he finished his bathing.

His willful avoidance was met after several minutes with a sudden plucking from his vantage to be carried out of the shower in cupped hand. Brought as he was into the bedroom the towel-wrapped jackal carried him to the cabinet beside his bed and promptly deposited him in a small container alongside the unfortunate from the night before, who simply looked up at him with a dissatisfied look.

Gene looked his new companions still seed-coated form over for a moment before muttering thoughtlessly,

"So uh, that was you last night I guess?"

Vel glanced up at him with eyes like daggers.

"Yeah, what was your first clue?"

Four Days Later:Light tumbled in narrow streams through the drawn blinds and spilled across the landscape of Nil's room, draping across the pale skin of his slumbering body. No alarm stirred Nil's rest, only the slow migration of thin beams of sunlight across his face. Nil's eyes opened narrowly, a relieved expression immediately crossing his face. Saturday.

Nil wasted no time, and after a few yawning stretches and flicks at his ears rolled out from beneath the sheets and tumbled into the sprawling butterfly chair that sat in front of his PC.

[Welcome, Nil]

Nil was ready for Saturday. To one side was his minifridge, which he promptly cracked open and withdrew a carefully saved iced coffee. To his other side he slipped the lid off a waiting plastic container, his golden eyes glancing inside at the myriad of humans that woke from their own slumber. 

"Wake up bad-boys~" Nil slyly cooed, jostling the container lightly.

These were the uncooperative ones, the humans who had run away from his hand when he plucked them out to play with. Even worse, some had bit or struck at him in futile outrage, or even gotten into fights with each other over who would he would play with next. 

Nil had no patience for that and promptly rescued whoever had been offered as a sacrifice. He had played with them all the same, but he made sure they were ok, mostly. 

Those and the cooperative humans were in the 'good-boy container', sitting besides his bed and well provided for.

These humans on the other hand he was ready to be far less tender with.Nil took a brief moment to choose from among those within, opting to pluck up the one that seemed most active, a taller red-head who was circling around the edge of the container trying to avoid his prodding hands. 

Instead he found himself plucked out specifically and brought, struggling, in front of Nil's scrutinous gaze. This tiny human was broad shouldered and looked like he was older than Nil, gruff stubble circling his face. 

"You'd be pretty big if you weren't so puny~. He chimed, turning the human over in his fingers a few times, considering where to start.

He'd spent all week thinking of games that he wouldn't dare to try with his well-behaved humans. 

As he pondered the tiny gripped the edge of his fingernail and pulled at it, frothing with vitriol as if his centimeter long form had enough muscle to even pluck out one of Nils hairs. Huffing indignantly, he stuck his long tongue out and gingerly pushed the human through the tight hole of his tongue piercing.

He glanced at his reflection in the still dark monitor, smiling crookedly and prodding at his slimy tongue as his human jewelry struggled futilely with his arms at his sides, his head and arms barely poking up from the pink muscle. 

Nil closed his mouth and lolled his tongue about lazily inside as he logged into his PC and then into his KemoArc Online account. His character, a curvy Snakewoman Assassin greeted him, as did the dozen or so players that appeared on his Guild Friends list. 

A little microphone icon flashed green next to LizDonk211.

"Hey Nil, you're on early. Wanna do a little lasssst minute grinding?" A quiet lispy voice inquired.

"Yep, me and Tanuki spent all last weekend grinding for arcana potions so all I need are focus gems." Nil replied, his voice imperceptibly lisping as his coffee scented breath passed over the tiny human on his tongue. 

---

Everything around Devon was a sloshing sea of glistening pink wetness.

Saliva rolled and dripped about him, made sticky by a copious amount of sugar and imbued with the essense of bitter coffee. 

He kicked his feet, trying to lift his arms above the tight groove he had been thrust into, but the twitching musculature of the tongue around him showed no signs of yielding. For his troubles the tongue instread pressed him against the roof of the giant jackal's mouth, pressing his face into the squishy warmth beneath him. He could taste the coffee himself and gritted his teeth, groaning and yelling in futile rage.

"Take me out of this and fight me like a man you big faggot!"

Instead he felt himself sucked on him like a hard candy, only given occasional sight of the sizable fangs that framed his prison when the giant twink spoke and cast light about him. 

---

The Krokalia Marshes were yielding up their focus gems nicely, and it only took Lizdonk and Nil an hour to fill their inventories. 

The living stud in his tongue was amusing, but it was more satisfactory in concept than feeling. Without regard Nil plucked another human from beside him and wordlessly slid his fingers past the rim of the spats he'd spent the night sleeping in.

He didn't really try to place him anywhere, he just let him go atop his crotch and let the elastic snap shut behind him.

"Hey LizD, call everyone and ask when the raid is." He asked unphased, smirking to himself as he felt the human fumble about on him.

The slight tickling of his hands and feet trailed across the upturned tip of his penis, whose smooth bulge was outlined against the tight black fabric. 

"They're ready to go if you are!" Nil's friend chimed up.

"Nice, let's do it." Nil replied, leaning forward into his monitor and taking a long sip of coffee.

---

As soon as he slipped past the tight waistband of the spats and into the dim humid confines beneath, Lee was assaulted by the hot and muggy scent of the immense jackal's cock.

He felt himself roll uncontrollably, then press face-first against the unseen bulk beneath him, his cheek resting against the almost too-hot-to-touch skin and sticking to him slightly with perspiration. Desperate to pull away from it on his hands and knees he instead found his arm pass into a narrow slippery hole, swallowing him up to the shoulder and dipping his head directly into the most potent source of the heady masculine smell that already encompassed his prison.

Squirming in protest and trying to dislodge himself only seemed to enliven the member beneath him, which slowly throbbed itself erect, giving him no footing to make his escape with. Instead the slit his arm had been captured in flared wider, and his kicking feet caught the edge of what must have been the giant's foreskin. There wasn't much recourse as his other arm slipped into the chasm as well, his foot now caught hopelessly under the heavy wrapping of skin. 

He thought he felt a momentary opportunity as his other foot caught a grip and he began to lift himself away from the enveloping darkness of the giant's urethra, when he felt the sudden pressure of fingers through fabric press into his back and slide him bodily up and forward into the heated maw before him.

---

Nil's quiet smirk turned into a barely audible moan as he brusqely shoved the human headfirst into his penis, feeling his arms and head pass in snugly before softly gliding his legs in until he felt the full length of the centimeter long plaything slip into his throbbing cock. 

"Say something Nilly?" One of his guildmates chimed in, as they queued up outside the dungeon.

"N-no, I'm ready!" Nil replied,  giving a final ensuring rub of his spats-ensconced shaft, feeling its girth and noting the slight bump of it's occupant on the underside of his glans.

Pulling his fingertip away from the now slightly damp tip of his prodigious bulge, he turned his attention to the raid. Focusing on the game is difficult with the building sensation within his pants, but his muscle memory and skill carried him through the raid well enough.

After a few slain waves of mobs he felt his cock pressing hotly against his thigh, straining the fabric of his spats and leaving a trail of warm stickiness against both it and his thigh.

For a moment he worried that the trickle of precum would overwhelm his little sounding human, but it seemed to just lubricate his squirming and slip him even further into the sensitive organ. 

Nil's clan slashed through the first ten levels of the dungeon easily, his assassin skills not exactly carrying his friends, but working its magic in the background the whole time. All the better that his full attention wasn't needed, as every few seconds his waist writhed in the cushions of his chair at the sensations coming from within his now fully erect member.

One wasn't enough though, he thought, he was having it too easy. 

Nil took advantage of a lull in the fighting and dipped his hand into the plastic container, plucking up several tiny humans. Wordlessly he withdrew a small wrapper from his desk drawer and bit the corner off. 

With the handful of tiny men still trying futilly to escape he withdrew a sizeable pink condom and brusquely plopped the humans into it's rubbery confines. Working the rubber past the hem of his spats he quickly covered the already sticky glans with it, pinning the struggling prisoners against it's hot surface.

With a quick slide of his hand he unrolled the condom down his prodigious length. Even being the largest size of available rubbers it only made it about halfway down Nil's swollen shaft, leaving the humans pinned helplessly against his member.

He felt them pressed into the ticklish wrinkles around his frenulum and jostled his cock about, lost in his enhanced pleasure, biting his lip and trying to preserve his composure for his fellow guild-mates. 

"It's good I'm not streaming today," He chimed quietly. 

"Why's that Nilly?" Donk replied suddenly, restoring Nil's focus for a moment.

"O-oh, j-just not on my best game today Donky~" he recovered, leaning his waist forward and grinding slightly against the seat of his chair. 

---

The jackal's hand had only missed a single human when it stole away the other five of them from their glass prison. The men were suddenly pressed against one another and hemmed in by the three gripping fingers, which held them in place with the weight and force of industrial equipment but the softness and warmth expected from manicured, unlaboured fingertips. They squirmed innefectually under the golden gaze of their possessor as he casually tore open a condom and then held them over it. 

Slipping into it's hammock-like center, their weight pulled it down and trapped them against it's lubricated and translucent pink walls. With a jarring motion the giant pinched the top closed and lowered them into sudden darkness.

Then in a moment too fast to react to their hanging prison was flipped upside down and pulled taut over something round and massive.

A cloying scent and sweltering heat accompanied their sudden deposition on the slippery and sticky surface. All of them were pinned against the softly throbbing pillar of flesh, pulled by the forces involved onto various parts of the jackal boy's penis. 

One was spread flat against the glans itself, face pressed against the precum soaked skin and body rubbed sensually against the spongy dome with every movement of it's wielder. 

Another found himself flipped about and pushed headlong into the loose fold of foreskin that surrounded the exposed cockhead. Here the scent and heat was most overwhelming, the precum which had been trickling down from the glans above collected in the crease of skin like a gutter in a rainstorm, leaving the tiny human totally mired in it.

The remaining three were flattened at various spots against the side of Nil's girth, pressed against a throbbing vein here or flush against the smooth pillar of skin there. 

None of them stayed restless in such a condition, struggling wildly to escape. Even as such an escape became apparently impossible their constant jostling and the maddening scent, heat, and stickiness drove them to their fevered resistance, which only increased the arousal that kept them imprisoned.

---

An hour later the last NPCs outside of the bosses chamber went down easy enough, even as distracted with pleasure as Nil was. As Nil and the rest of the clan popped their buffs and healed up his free hand fondled his painfully rigid shaft through the taut fabric of his spats.

He'd been edging himself the entire duration of the raid, and by the end he had to go to some length to surpress his moans and pants of pleasure. 

"Nng- not quite buffed enough~." He muttered over his mic, illiciting a few laughs and assisting spells from his fellow clanmates. 

For his own 'buff' he removed a small teal egg vibrator from his desk and pinched up the last remaining human with the same fingers, pairing the two toys together and letting go a thick strand of sugary drool from his tongue to lubricate it aptly.With a quick push Nil pressed the vibrator and it's passenger past his plump butt into the soft pucker of his anus. 

He bit his other knuckle demurely as he slipped the human and it's accompanying sex toy deep inside his tight hot confines, withdrawing his finger only reluctantly to flick the switch that trailed on a cord out of the leg of his spats.

The surpressed hum of the vibrator filled the air and at once Nil's expression betrayed the warm melty feeling that flittered in his belly. 

"What's that hum? Nil is your mic open?" One of his friends inquired as the clan began the rush into the boss room.

Nil had to compose himself for a long moment before his voice was steady enough to hazard any reply.

"Y-yah, it's just the GPU fan, fuu~" He lisped out.

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Will was the last one left in the container, the others were dropped into a condom and wrapped around the huge jackal boy's cock like mere accessories to his masturbatory pleasure. He'd feverishly tried to scale his way out of the container, despite hours of the same attempts proving futile the night before, but he was driven to the hopeless task by the newfound fear of being used as mere sex toy.

The hour seemed to drag on forever, with the scent of the giant femboys arousal and summer sweat filling the air, carrying the muffled moans and breathy sighs of his hidden pleasure. 

Without warning his turn came, and Will felt himself carried weightlessly into the air and pushed against a smooth plastic shell the size of a small car. From above he was suddenly drenched in thick liquid, cloudy and scented of coffee and sugar. 

He didn't have long to decry this humiliation before the disorienting lunge of movement thrust him down below the two wide hills of the jackal's pale butt. Will scarcely realized his special purpose before he was already face-to-face with the soft, mocha colored wrinkles of the feminine jackal's immense anus. 

His face was softly pressed into the steaming hot skin of the giant's intimate spot, the cloying musty scent filling his lungs immediately. His arms jolted forward to resist the penetrating intent of his captor, but his arms slipped between the tight wrinkles and only served to guide him in with greater ease. 

There was only a moment of introduction before he felt himself pushed past the tight entrance and pinched from all sides against the vibrator by the clenching walls of skin. He tried to push himself away from the sphere behind him, but each prod of his arms found another crease or fold of skin to catch itself in, and merely seemed to pleasure the immense jackal, whose smallest clenches squeezed Wills entire body like a vicegrip.

Then the vibrator turned on.

---

The boss of the Krokalia marshes was a huge crocodile demon, unsurprisingly. It wasn't the hardest of bosses, but Nil found the fight far more difficult with the myriad of pleasures he had distracting him.

He was assaulted with sensations from every angle, from the still faintly wriggling human that had worked his way to the base of his cock, to the troop of tinies who scrambled for release from their tight latex prison. 

The tiny in his butt practically didn't need the vibrator, his squirming was so intense, but it certainly didn't hurt to have both. Even his human piercing was revived into tickling his tongue, as the pleasure from elsewhere had him lolling his tongue about lewdly with each rolling wave of warmth that rose from his loins. 

Nil strained to answer his teammates prompts for help or queries for buffs or healing, at times having to mute his mic or cover it with his hand as a quivering moan rose irresistably from his breast. 

The toys in his condom were totally saturated in his precum, and it was a small miracle the one plugged so tightly at its source hadn't drowned yet. He was close, it was a race between his DPS and his sexual endurance. 

He leaned forward, taking advantage of the momentary surpression of squirming, and thus pleasure, that squeezing his cock between his thighs would offer, to unleash a blistering salvo of attacks on the dungeon boss that finally together with the coordinated attacks of his clan brought it down.

As the cheers and congratulations of his clan began to pipe up he removed his headset and muted his mic, unable to hold back any longer.

His hands scarcely needed to lift the hem of his spats to release the eagre pillar of his cock, which sprung up well past his navel and swayed heavily atop the swollen orbs of his balls. Likewise his soft fingertips needed only to stroke against his penis slightly before he felt the delayed pleasure from his prostate and glans released in a blinding moment of ecstacy.

Nil shivered and moaned loudly as his condom surpressed the wet spurting sounds of the long series of cumshots that filled its resevoir to the brim in an instant.Had his eyes not been lidded over in chest-tightening pleasure he may have noticed the slightest delay as the first cumshot launched his cock's prisoner into the condom before erasing him in an obliterating barrage of thick, cloudy sperm. 

The condoms prisoners were lost in an instant in the absurd amounts of cum that Nil's hefty balls released, the product of hours of edging and teasing. If that hadn't been enough his already swollen and throbbing cock constricted them fatally against both the unyielding walls of the condom and the gripping warmth of his hand.

The slight pink tinge that his sperm took on was unnoticable beneath the already pink rubber of the straining condom.

He felt his orgasm run deep, rising as it did both from his cock and his prostate, and the clenching of his anus wrapped around the vibrator so tightly as to leave little doubt that his human toy there would be a sacrifice to his pleasure. 

Only once he had released his load a dozen times and coated his mouth probing fingertip in drool did Nil finally open his eyes and begin to restrain his post-coital mind. The condom hung ponderously off his cock, having barely been sufficient even before it was balooned to brimming with jizz. He prodded the squishy resevoir a few times, revealing no trace of the humans that should have been inside of it.

"N-naughty adventurers," Nil whispered as he slowly peeled the condom off his sperm-coated cock, and withdrew the now unaccompanied vibrator from his ass. 

"I guess I'm better at dungeon raiding than you humans, fu~" 

There was a gentle rapping at the door and the body-length mirror suspended on the inside quivered just slightly. Fumi turned to face his reflection in the jostled panel, a sly smirk crossing his lips. He spared a brief glance at the bathroom door, the hissing sound of a shower and faint effeminate giggles from within distracting him for only a moment before he opened the front, a smile on his face showing the eagreness with which he had awaited Sunday.

Nil was standing outside, lit from above in the pale golden light of the nighttime fluorescents, his black-furred ears shimmering above the dark cloth of his hoodie, his expression one of nervous relief to have reached his destination unbothered.

Fumi leant forward with an impish buck of his hips, his hands clapsed behind his back.

"Hey Nilly. You got my last text?"

The catboy stepped aside as Nil shuffled in past him, closing the door gently behind him.

"Yeah, I was a little confused but I left all my humans at home. Did- did you not wanna use mine?" He inquired, his hands fiddling about in his deep pockets.

Fumi smiled warmly and curled an arm under Nil's elbow, leading him on towards his bed.

"I figured you would be fond of most of them, you're just too sweet Nil. You know how those two get," He said with a tilt of his head towards the bathroom, "I figured it'd be better if I supplied the toys tonight."

"Oh? Vel and Cor are here?" Nil raised a sleeve-covered hand to his chest, feeling the slight warmth that rose within at the thought of the last time the four of them had come together.

"Yep, ever since you came up with the idea I've been giving them these new tinies too. They're really excited to play with the genius who came up with it." He chuckled, pulling Nil to sit beside him on the hem of the mattress. 

The jackal-boy glanced about Fumi's room, which had been transformed since the time of his expedition into a veritable labratory on the subject of humans. Dozens of vivariums lined the shelves along the walls, miniature landscapes sprawled along their bottoms. Piles of smaller petri dishes rose in any space not occupied by the larger tanks, some filled with continents, others filled with cities grown to a larger scale.

More than a few rustled with countless humans from the barely visible to some as large as his own. Most had labels on them with the name of some fellow student or teacher from the arcane college emblazened, awaiting their delivery to uncertain fates.

Nil blushed slightly, letting Fumi help him slip the dark hoodie off of his shoulders, revealing the loose t-shirt and shimapan he wore beneath. Fumi himself wore his white hair tied into a long ponytail, and about his shoulders he simply had a sweater on, barely extending past his waist, which Nil peeked were unclad in any undergarments.

"These humans are really popular, huh?" 

Fumi nodded and smiled smugly, "You could call it a bit of a craze if you wanted to flatter me," He said casually, "even I'm surprised how many people got a hold of me after class to get some. I've gotten a whole bunch of studends' and teachers' numbers and more than few late night visits from this." Fumi grinned slightly, closing his eyes in satisfaction.

"That's really cool Fumi," Nil replied, curling his hands on his now bare lap, "I bet you can get all the way to being a master sorcerer someday from this." Fumi waved his hand casually and leaned against Nil's shoulder,

"Naw, I don't wanna deal with teaching anybody. I'm just happy making some gold and getting to mess around with my friends whenever I want." The cat-boy began to rub his hand softly against Nil's chest, lifting his t-shirt above his head and gently tossing it onto his chair. Nil felt his face flush red again, and a slight stirring shifted the stripes of his panties along his inner thigh. 

The doorknob of the bathroom clicked, and swung open to a puff of warm steam and the echoes of mischevous whispering within. From the shower-heated tiles stepped out the other half of the night's company.They were a pair of foxboys from the class below Fumi and Nil, who had joined with their circle through a poultice-making class they had all taken together.

They clung to one another about the waist and sauntered out to reveal themselves as if to a waiting, eagre audience, which in all fairness they had in Fumi.

On the left was Vel, whose blonde hair was trimmed short, two soft bangs hanging and looping below his pert ears, where they joined there was a tied-up bun that trailed a long green ribbon onto his slender shoulders. His face was soft-featured and childish, but his eyes were emerald pools that displayed an unmasked hunger.

On the right stood Cor, his head crested with long pink locks which draped about his neck in sheets of still-damp silk. His countenance was more intense, his chin narrow and his lips thin and perpetually prodded at by an exposed fang that squinted one sky-blue eye in a mischevious glare.

Both of them had dark skin the color of mocha, shimmering with dampness across the soft and slight proportions of their bodies, which even more than Fumi or Nil were feminine in their suppleness. Behind their full hips a pair of vulpine tails waved serenely, each turning about and shimmering in the wheat or rose hue of their respective owners hair.

The two shined with the dew of their recent shower, and their skin was ensconced in fishnets, which wrapped them from the tips of their toes up to their slender necks, biting gently into their skin where it met the soft plush of their thighs, butts, and chests.

"Oh, if it isn't Nil, the one we have to thank for our pleasure. We're very thankful, aren't we Cor?" Vel cooed, a fingertip tracing across his partner's chest, playing with a loop of his webbed attire.

"It's the very same one," Cor replied in a velvety tone as he strode forward, Vel in tow, "You're really made us look quite dull by coming up with your idea before us. Usually Fumi or one of us would be the innovators in matters of- entertainment." 

Nil could feel himself growing stiffer still at the sight of their swaying forms, the smell of honeyed soap and vulpine arousal that wafted about them.

"Th-thanks Cor, Vel. I-it's not really just me though, Fumi was the one who came up with how to do it and everything." 

Vel and Cor at once leaned forward, letting out a simultaneous, "That's not fair at all!" Cor picked up immediately, "Take a little credit for that wonderful idea that was born inside your pretty head," He said, smiling his mischevious smile,

"Give Fumi credit for the magic, and perhaps-" The boy trailed off, looking expectantly at his fellow fox.

"Perhaps you could give us credit for being the avant-garde of amusements for our little human toys." Vel finished, the two suddenly stepping forward until they stood knee-to-knee with the sitting Fumi and Nil.

Nil looked to their faces expectantly, before movement at the corner of his eye turned him to the bellies that stood before him.His eyes widened as he realized that in every join of thread of the two boy's fishnets there was a human, twisted into the fibers and wriggling adamantly against them. They were the same size as those Fumi had given him last weekend, but that was still small enough that they might be missed even from just a few feet away, were the viewer not drinking up the form they were held tightly against.

"Wh-woah." Nil muttered, feeling as Fumi pulled against his shoulders softly, the two scooting backwards to the spread of the bed as their friends crawled onto it themselves.

Nil twinged a bit as the myriad of humans that adorned the two foxes legs were pressed into the soft bedding beneath their full weight, but the feeling of concern he felt was overriden by a deeper stirring at the sight of so many handsome little figures struggling against their supple curves. His own request to supply only the cutest of the humans' men seems to have been repeated by the two foxes.

"Fun, huh?" Fumi asked, interrupting Nil's contemplation with a perky glance, "It took a while to get it working, but I think people are gonna love these. Didn't think I'd get to use that old arcane seamster book." 

Fumi leaned forward and brushed his hands over Vel's thighs, snickering at the futile frustrations of the many humans that his slender fingers passed over. The foxboy lifted his legs, revealing the veil of populated lingere that clung to every fold of his crotch, holding back his half-soft penis, cradling his smooth balls, and gathering beneath to be pinched between his plump butt.

Nil suddenly gave a gasp of surprise as a pair of warm feet settled on his thighs, and he turned to see Cor's teasing smirk and squinting eyes attendant on him, as he hoisted himself up to sit between the jackal's ankles. 

"Do you like my jewelry?" He asked teasingly, brushing his human-ensconced feet against Nil's waist, dexterously curling his toes around the hem of his shimapan and slowly drawing them downwards, over the hefty bulge of his prodigious cock.

Nil's penis revealed itself with a soft slap against Cor's feet, which immediately curled about it's heft, pressing dozens of entwined figures against the warm member. The foxboy's feet were dainty compared to the Jackal's length, even before it had risen to it's plump fullness between the gentle rubbing of soles.

Cor let out a little little purr and began to lift Nil's considerable manhood up, caressing it all about, pulling and prodding at the thick foreskin that ensconced it, making sure to push the ensnared humans into every fold and span of his penis.

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The humans wound in the silky fibers of Cor's fishnets had been subject to their imprisonment for hours, having been magically snared there beneath the piercing red gaze of their felid conjurer. They had hung on the towel rack of his bathroom until their true gaolers had arrived, the pair of slinky foxes who had excitedly fawned over their situation as Fumi offered them as a gift to the pair.

The steam of the showers quickly fogged the room into an indeterminable fugue, only the unbearable heat and the sounds of boyish giggles and wet slaps grounding the hundreds of hapless accessories. It was not until the two had chosen their respective outfits and slipped them about their still damp and heated limbs that the true fortune of each human was made clear.

Some merely found themselves held flat against the foxes forms, bound tautly against the gentle curves of their chests, bellies, arms, or backs. Others were pressed into less hospitable conditions, held fast on threads which gathered in the creases between the boys butts and thighs, pinched to the stuffy undersides of their arms or bound to the tops of their feet.

Then there were those whose mere location made every moment a struggle to endure, those wrapped about the perpetually aroused intimates of the foxes, drawn tight about their buttocks, or perhaps most intensely those pressured beneath the boys full weights beneath the arches of their feet or about and between their ever-wriggling toes.

Now the foot-bound found themselves truly the least-fortunate, as their captor found it fit to put his soles to the task of pleasing the blushing jackal boy across him. The sweet soapy scent of the fox's skin was suddenly joined by the rich, sultry pall of Nil's manhood, which marked the humans as they were forcibly brushed about it. The skin that buffeted them from both sides grew warmer and warmer as the two entangled themselves and their erogenous zones became flush and alive.

The humans who were bent between the crux of each vulpine toe were cupped over the jackal's bright pink glans, rolled about in the first glistening emissions that their play had brought forth. Dozens of squirming humans pushed against Nil's plump tip, ushering forth even more syrupy precum to coat the fox's carefully ministering digits and its passengers.

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"Tsu~ You're getting them all sticky Nilly." Their captor teased at their expense, his other foot joining its partner and brushing at the sensitive frenulum.

The cock clasped between Cor's feet throbbed heavily as he hastened his strokes, until a sudden moan came from above. Nil's face squinted as his penis jolted, spurts of white leaping upwards and then draping across the fox boy's toes as he sneered joyously. 

The jackal's sperm rolled over dozens of humans, oozing slowly down the threads of the fishnets and invariably covering those tinies held in place by them. Cor held his fingers to his mouth and snickered daintily, flexing his feet and watching the struggles of those bound them bemusedly.Nil exhaled satisfactorily, giving a slight smile in reply to Cor's pleased gaze.

Fumi let out a moan of release beside him a moment later, and Nil turned his head to watch his cat-eared companion cum between Vel's soft thighs, whose soft soles pressed against the catboy's face, the curled toes of the fox even with Nil's white ears as they twitched pleasurably. Nil blushed again watching the generous load pool across Vel's belly, filling each square of his fishnet callous to the humans now mired in the cloudy release.

"Fu, you shot so far Fumi!" Vel cried in a sing-song voice, the green portals of his eyes narrowing as he brushed up a gooey strand with his manicured fingertips.

Fumi for his part gripped at the yielding skin of the foxes hips, squeezing them together to tease the last trickle of white from his still throbbing arousal.

"Ngh, hah. I think you two are teases, you know that?" He replied breathily, "How about you show Nil and I how you really feel about us?"

Nil scarcely had a chance to express his curiosity before he felt a petite hand wrap around the back of his neck, and the abrupt weight of Cor pulling himself forward to sit on his lap. His penis had just begun to soften when the sudden brush of Cor's belly against it restored it to throbbing fullness in an instant. His length was again made all too conspicuous, as it both dwarfed the fox boys own cute penis and stood from his waist up to just below his partners chest, eclipsing all the humans snared across that stretch of warm skin. 

Cor rested his fingertips below the still foreskin clad tip of Nil's cock, pushing it softly into his stomach and breathing out a whisper onto the sensitive pink circle atop.

"Pfffuuu~ You're really way too big Nilly. You're spoiling me," He smirled toothily at the frustrated wrigglings of the tiny figures that he had pinned against it's prodigious girth,

"And all our cute little guys too."

The foxes leant forward at once, each pressing flat against their respective host. Nil peeked aside at Fumi and Vel to avoid the rapacious stare gazing up at him. Fumi seemed far more at ease, his black fingernails sinking deeply into Vel's plump butt, clapping them a few times at the expense of the jiggling tinies that bounced along with it.

Fumi didn't act it all the time, but he had a sexual appetite and reppetoire that was strangely advanced for his age, Nil thought as he watched him savour the ripe fruit of his efforts.

A shiver of pleasure brought him back to attention, and he turned back to behold Cor who was rubbing against his length sensually, tracing the tip of his stiffness into the puffy swells of his areolas. Nil swallowed, trying and failing to avoid wearing the nervous countenance that the foxboy's attentions ilicited.

Nil was not a stranger to intimacy, but his encounters with the foxboys in the past had taught him just how lewd the pair were, especially when supplied with 'toys' and a prompt by Fumi.

Cor stuck his tongue out slightly as the first glistening bead of precum slipped from the substantial manhood that his slight hand could barely wrap about. One of the humans twisted about in his fishnets rested atop the soft pink hill of his nipple as if sprawled over a sacrificial altar. The fox chirped gleefully as he pushed the nipple, captive included, into the tip of the wrapped glans beneath him, annointing both of their skins in the slippery fluid, to the delight of the greater and the disdain of the lesser.

Nil bent his legs up, feeling the warmth of Cor's rhythmically slinking hips between them. The fox boy tended to the jackal's substantial length, pushing and rubbing it softly between the sensual folds of his lithe body. The touch of his navel, chest, armpits, and the teasing of his breath and lips on its wide tip brought Nil to throbbing fullness, his foreskin finally rolling heavily below the glans.

"Hey Cor, Fumi says he wanted to try our idea we had with our big friend." Vel added, lying across Fumi's lap and swaying his feet behind him playfully.

Cor replied, not turning away from his the slow strokes he was keeping Nil at full-mast with, "He'll be perfect for it. Fumi do you have our lucky participants somewhere?" 

Fumi let Vel turn onto his side, then strode to his desk where he produced forth a small plastic container and returned to the bed. With a slight pop Fumi opened it, and Vel and Cor promptly took hold of it, staring into it with smug hungry expressions.

Nil swallowed and glanced between the two of them nervously as they each took a position astride his waist, lying face-down on the bed with their faces both framing his cock that stood at attention between. With an exhuberant "Hya~" the two fox boys tilted the plastic container onto Nil's crotch just above his penis, depositing dozens of humans onto the smooth pale skin below his navel.

The troop of nude toys stagged to their feet uneasily, dusting themselves off before turning fearfully to the two immense traps whose heads gazed down at them bemusedly and the throbbing obelisk betwixt. 

"Fumi said we should let the humans have a little race." Cor announced, pursing his lips playfully. 

"We wanted to do it really, really bad, but we couldn't think of a good track until you came Ni-Ni." Vel added with a point of his pink fingernail at Nil's face, winking one eye sassily.

Nil leaned back slightly and let out an audible "Eh?" The two foxes both giggled mischeviously in their own way, before turning their eyes downwards at the unsure selection of 'competetors' they'd found for their games.

"Right, so little humans, you're gonna have a race to see which of your tiny legs are the fastest and which of your little arms are the strongest!" Vel instructed, sweeping a palm behind the crowd and herding them towards the base of Nil's shaft.

"You have to climb all the way up Mount Nil~" Cor lilted, setting a slender fingertip onto it's 'peak', "and whoever wins gets to go home with Nil rather than with us." He added with a knowing snicker. 

Nil's expression betrayed a bit of confusion, but the humans seemed to immediately understand the opportunity, and seemed practically eagre to throw themselves at his waiting stiffness, only a wiggling of Vel's finger keeping them held back.

"And remember, don't fall!" Cor said with a wide smile, his teeth and tongue glistening. Vel passed his own tonguetip over his fangs,

"And don't be too slow, that's boring!" The humans hesitated for a moment, shuffling in place, before Vel withdrew his finger and gave the slightest whisper of, "Go." 

Nil felt the strange sensation of dozens of feet stampeding across the smooth skin of his groin and then the sudden tingling of the humans scrabbling to find handhold at the base of his penis.

He would have assumed his shaft was too steep and smooth to climb, but he watched, jackal ears twitching curiously above his head, as the unwilling participants found purchase. Their tiny hands were able to take hold of the relatively soft skin, and the few veins that brought his vitality to the throbbing shaft offered purchase.

Nil covered his mouth with a hand, both because the presense of so many humans desperate to scale his penis brought a flush of embarassment to his face, and to veil the slight smirk that the sight of such a desperate race on his privates ilicited. Their desperate scrabbling was pleasant, but not very marked, and their going was slow with the first to reach him making it scarcely an inch or two up the plump member before falling off or clinging to it tightly as it twitched beneath them.

Vel suddenly leant in with a rapid lunge of his slender neck, his looped bangs snapping against it as his soft lips suddenly closed around one of the humans who held a few inches back from the challenge put before them.

The foxboy slinkily lifted his head back, the miniscule figure between his pursed lips struggling for just a moment before the bright tip of his tongue curled about him and pulled him within.

"Oh yeah, and there's a time limit!" Cor spoke for his muted partner, who suckled with relish on the disqualified human, his verdant eyes squinted at the rest in unspoken threat.

At the first display of the consequences of failure the difficulty of the human's climb seemed to diminish, as the scramble of their feet and hands suddenly saw them bounding past one another, feverishly scaling up the girthy pillar.

Nil watched with his mouth slightly ajar, scarlet splashed across his cheeks and nose at the sight of so many tinies desperately clinging to his penis, framed on both sides by the bemused and ravenous faces of the fox boys. Once most of the humans had made it at least an inch or two into their climb the mischevious pair introduced the real danger to their game, both setting their petite tongues to sensuously licking at the base of Nil's cock, doing as much to please him as they did to drive forward their involuntary competetors. 

They gave little regard to fairness, the men who were brushed against by their noses or lips were equally punished as those who fell of their own accord, each greedily lapped up and swallowed with relish in turn.

As the competition thinned their task became all the harder, the fullness of Nil's penis finally being realized, sprung rigidly to it's prodigious length. Sitting as he was, the goal of the humans race twitched just below Nils chest, the flared pink glans proving one final and nearly insurmountable obstacle to the climers.

Nearly half of them failed to even take hold of it, tumbling either straight onto the waiting palettes of their vulpine judges or below onto the pale plain of Nil's crotch, where they were a mere bend of a slender neck away from the same fate.

Finally, only three of the humans remained, each just barely having vaulted the edge of the jackal's bellend. Their struggles across the hot sensitive tip made it jolt beneath their grasp, flinging one off the bed entirely, lost into the depths of a laundry basket.

The last two paused atop their finish line looking to one another then up to the curious stares of their pursuers, who rose up now above them to evaluate the results of their race, trails of spit glistening between their scarcely avoided tongues and the base of Nil's glans. Nil watched them shyly as well, his lips parted slightly in anticipation, as unsure of the results as the two participants.

"Ooh? Two winners?" Vel pondered, resting a hand on his cheek, "that's not how a race works, is it Cor?"His parner shook his head vehemently, his bangs swaying.

"Nope, can't have two!" Cor replied cheerily, "And it really wouldn't be fair if we picked one ourself." He added, giving Vel a sultry glare. 

With a sudden lunge Cor's tongue lapped across the tip of Nil's cock, leaving it stripped of the two humans before it could so much as twitch in response.Nil and Vel gasped in surprise, looking confusedly at the fox who turned to face him, cheeks pleasantly puffed as he savored the last two climbers for a moment before swallowing loudly.

Cor licked at his lips before his countenance suddenly wore regret, his eyebrows raising sympathetically."Woops! I robbed Nil of his prize!" He said with muted lamentation.

Cor pushed a palm against his cheek, sighing softly. "You're so selfish sometimes Vel!"

Vel closed his eyes, his ears hanging in shame, "They're really tasty when they're all worked up from trying to get away." He whined, as if it was an excuse.

Nil became aware again of Fumi, who had sat attentively and silently during the human's race, stroking at his own impressive penis and watching the happenings with a smug look of satisfaction

."You're just both helplessly excitable cuties. Maybe you should make it up to poor Nil and the audience though?"

Cor and Vel looked to one another slyly, each bearing a toothy grin and slowly pairing off with their opposite pair, Vel matching with Fumi and Cor suddenly swiveling his ample hips to push his butt towards Fumi's chest.

Nil blushed, his hands instinctively gripping hold at the foxboy's soft thighs, watching the mocha colored cheeks jiggle before him, framing the darker pucker between them, which twitched slightly beneath the curtain of ensnaring fishnets.

His erection became unbearably hard at the sight before him, the soft curves of Cor's balls leading upwards into his puffy taint which tapered beautifulyl into the darker skin of his welcoming anus, all criss crossed by the most desperate of his human accessories, who looked as if they had been soaking in the undried shower water and aroused perspiration that seeped from the foxes skin.

Fumi proved amply prepared, plucking up a second container from the bed and plucking out a handful of tinies, before handing the rest to Nil, who cradled them nervously in his palms. Nil looked between the anxious offerings and the altar to sex before him, which wiggled back and forth with each tempting sway of Cor's hips. His face was unbridled lust as he bit his lips and narrowed his eyes.

"Come oooon~ I want all of you inside me." He swooned teasingly, tapping his butt against Nil's hands.

He yielded slightly, his wrists tapped by the soft bump of the hips, sending one of the tiny humans tumbling off his pinky and onto the tight crease of Cor's anus.

The human seemed stunned for a moment before trying to lift himself up, only to have his arms slip between the plush wrinkles of the foxboy's rear. Even though the dark crease was much larger than its passenger, it was clenched tightly, sparing the human from falling further within until Cor desired. He jiggled his waist bemusedly, the little man jostling wildly, his arms held firmly in place. 

"Nnf, I love how they feel there. I've been practicing a whole lot Nilly, watch." Cor teased.

Without parting the mocha colored folds suddenly twitched, and the human was pulled further in, until his face pressed roughly against the hot skin. He didn't seem to appreciate it, and struggled to free himself, only managing to get his legs caught as well. Cor softly sighed as his anus pulled the human further down until he dissapeared within the soft press of flesh.

Nil looked incredulously at the sight before him,sparing only a moments glance at the humans gathered in his hands before smiling shyly and arraying them in one hand while plucking them up with the other to feed into the foxes eagre butt. Cor purred triumphantly at Nil's cooperation, and rewarded him with more of the same display, sending more humans deep within him by rhythmically rocking his hips, spreading his thighs slightly, or simply gulping them down with his butt alone. Nil satiated his own amusement and the fox's pleasure until only a few humans were left desperately clinging to his fingers. 

"Put it in Nil, all these guys are lonely without you." Cor implored with a husky moan.

Nil obeyed dutifully, dropping the last few humans atop the waiting anus before letting a long stream of spit bathe it and it's unwilling satisfyers. He lifted his hips and gently pressed the tip of his girthy cock against Cor's hole, feeling the intense heat of vulpine arousal wash across it. He guided his length in gently, opposing the resistance of the clenching muscles within and gasping at the strange sensation as his penis shoved past the humans within, pinning them between Nil's thick penis and the hugging walls of Cor's butt.

With a soft slap Nil pushed his length deeper, pressing into his yielding rear and illiciting a loud breathy moan from the recieving fox, who wrapped his slender ankles around Nil's back and pulled himself in desperate thrusts of passion. The jackal watched his lover's body writhe pleasurably, the humans tied up across his fishnets being pinched, caught, and rubbed against by every teasing pull or push that Cor gave his nipples, thighs, and navel.

Nil had rarely found partners that could take his full length, but he grunted softly with pleasure each time his cock slipped to the base into Cor's anus, which gripped at him greedily unlike any he'd had before. Vel was pleasuring Fumi just as well beside him, the catboy slapping his waist against the eagrely raised butt of the wildly giggling foxboy.

The two pairs of boys thrusted and rubbed against one another, their skin shining with sweat and the air filled with lewd slaps and the faint sounds of dozens of humans caught in their orgiastic passion, muffled by smothering sheets and skin, or overlayed by the boys' own moans and whispers. 

Nil's sight became clouded and he squinted as his pleasure reached its peak and he could feel tightness rising in his loins. Cor suddenly let out a gasp and his cock twitched wildly, the wiggling of so many humans and the pounding of Nil's immense penis at his prostate pushing him into climax, his ejaculation leaping across his belly.

Nil gasped a moment later, feeling the tight confines of Cor's butt clench around him, the humans within jostling about with the movement of his deepest muscles. He cupped his hands beneath Cor's plump butt and lifted him up slightly, giving a few more heavy thrusts before spurting his load into his depths. The tremors of their shared pleasure shook the bed, and Cor wrapped his arms around the jackal's neck, pulling himself against Nil's chest and gasping breathily into his ears.

Feeling the last of his release milked by the gentle rocking of vulpine hips, Nil sighed softly, feeling his partner's lips brush against his neck and cheeks. Cor tried to rise to his knees, but the width of Nil's cock kept it firmly wedged between his thighs until it had softened enough to slip out with a wet slurp. 

The humans who had 'shared' in their pleasure were nowhere to be seen, seemingly flooded even deeper into Cor's belly. Nil slouched back against the stacked pillows on the bed, with his foxy companion lying atop him, his soft and fragrant hair and ears just below his chin.

He watched as Fumi's back arched and he filled Vel in turn, strands of white dripping between their thighs before the pair fell back, still tangled in one another's arms and legs, tails swishing in dreamlike repose.Fumi sat mutedly for a moment before opening his eyes and looking to Nil, to whom the fatigue of afterglow had settled heavily. 

"Mm, I should listen to your ideas more often." Fumi sighed with satisfaction, smiling with a strange warmness at Nil.

He felt himself part his mouth in surprise, before a blush came to his cheeks and he smiled in return. The two foxboys had already dozed off, their soft bodies curled up against the two friend's chests. The humans who had endured the tumult of their lovemaking even seemed exhausted, most of them slouching in their fishnets or lying themselves against the hot skin of the boys they clad. 

Nil extended his hand and took hold of Fumi's, the two savoring the tenderness of their partners and eachother as they drifted into blissful sleep.