An anthro raccoon guy named Nelson and his roommate/best friend, who was an anthro leopard named Brendon, were forced to temporarily flee their home for about a week while it was being fumigated for a termite infestation. An anthro wolf with dark gray fur named Damon who Nelson and Brendon barely knew, had offered to allow the two to crash at his house for free, until it was safe for them to return back to their own home.

Nelson and Brendon were unsure about staying with Damon, as their girlfriends had told them he was a rather eccentric individual, and Damon had tried flirting with the women and making them feel uncomfortable despite knowing they had boyfriends. Still, the raccoon and the leopard couldn’t turn down a free place to stay, and they decided it was worth putting up with someone they didn’t care for too much versus paying to stay at a crappy motel.

The two men drove to Damon’s nice-looking house, bringing with them a few suitcases full of things they had packed up before the fumigation process had started. The wolf cordially greeted them at the door and allowed them inside. As Damon led Nelson and Brendon towards the living room to begin the tour of his house, the two men realized their girlfriends had completely undersold how odd and eccentric Damon really was.

Alongside all the walls in Damon’s house were massive propaganda-style posters plastered all over depicting a photo of his huge cock proudly pointing upwards as a perfectly erect monument to his masculinity. Every poster had a hypnotic-looking black-and-white spiral positioned perfectly behind the cock, with the cock head eclipsing the center of every spiral. Right below the cock on each poster were different sayings such as “bigger is better,” and “manly men have huge cocks.”

Nelson and Brendon exchanged odd glances at each other as Damon continued walking towards the living room, seemingly oblivious to the confused looks on the raccoon’s and the leopard’s faces. Once they caught up to the wolf in his living room, Damon turned around to address the stunned men. “Alright guys, do you have any questions before I continue giving you a tour of my house?”

“Um… yeah, where to begin? I’ve got several questions. Let’s just address the huge cock- er, elephant in the room, shall we?” Nelson quickly corrected his little freudian slip. “Why do you have so many posters of your dick all over your walls?”

“Yeah man, you have to admit that’s a little fucking weird, right?” Brendon chimed in. “I get some guys like boasting about the size of their cock, but this seems a tad excessive. Especially with the strange propaganda angle your posters are going for.”

“Excessive? Try insecure.” The raccoon quietly muttered under his breath.

Damon chuckled a bit when he heard what Nelson had said. “Well, I suppose you make a fairly valid point there.” Damon admitted. “I haven’t had much luck with keeping long-term relationships with women, so I surround myself with multiple reminders of my strongest asset to help boost both my self-confidence and self-esteem.”

“You’d probably have better luck with the ladies if you didn’t obsess over your own damn cock so much.” Nelson exasperatedly sighed. “Seriously dude, most women don’t really give that much of a shit over penis size.”

Damon ignored what the raccoon had said this time, in favor of continuing to walk him and the leopard throughout the rest of the tour. Every time the wolf led Nelson and Brendon into all the other rooms in his house, the men’s eyes kept getting constantly bombarded with more of the same bizarrely designed posters of Damon’s cock.

Despite what Nelson had previously explained to Damon, he had to admit to himself that all the posters were doing a rather good job at making him feel small and insecure when compared to how massive Damon’s dick was. Everywhere he turned, a dizzying array of posters assaulted the raccoon’s entire sight. Nelson felt every spiral background printed on the posters pounding against his mind, and he could’ve sworn the spirals were twisting and turning in his eyes.

When the men stepped into the kitchen, Damon started prattling off about something that Nelson and Brendon weren’t paying attention to. The raccoon leaned in closer to his friend to whisper to him. “Dude, I’ve seen so many posters of this loser’s cock, that I swear it’s all I can think about right now. It’s like all of my other thoughts are getting squeezed right out of my mind to make room for Damon’s penis. It almost feels like he’s brainwashing me or something.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean.” The leopard whispered back. “It’s really difficult for me to think of anything else right now.”

“Dude, I’m serious! I think Damon’s cock has made me already forget our girlfriends’ names!” Nelson worriedly hissed.

“Ok, I think you may be overreacting just a smidge.” Brendon admitted. “Besides, our girlfriends’ names are… uhhh… hmm…” The leopard could’ve sworn their names were on the tip of his tongue. “Eh, that’s not super important right now. I’ll look up their names in my contact list later.”

Damon brought the two men back into the living room to finish the tour. Brendon looked over at his friend and was shocked to see the raccoon had a very dazed look on his face with glazed-over eyes.

“B-bigger is better…” Nelson quietly and mindlessly murmured out in a monotone voice.

Feeling concerned for his friend, Brendon raised a hand near one of Nelson’s ears and loudly snapped his fingers several times. The raccoon immediately broke out of his brief trance, and rubbed his forehead to get rid of the groggy, mental haze that was clouding his mind. “Thanks man. I owe ya one.”

Nelson turned his attention over to a wall and noticed a large framed photo of a naked Damon taking a selfie, with his fully erect cock hanging out at full mast. A caption was printed near the bottom of the framed picture that read “King Damon.” Nelson would’ve normally thought this was absolutely ridiculous, except this time the large picture was making him feel strangely submissive towards the wolf. He even briefly thought about wanting to get down on his hands and knees so he could respectfully bow in the presence of Damon’s picture, though he just as quickly brushed off that strange intrusive thought from his mind.

Brendon thanked Damon for the tour of his home. He and Nelson started unpacking the bags they brought in, though Nelson was mindlessly stumbling around on his feet in such a daze, that Brendon had to hold onto the raccoon’s arm to keep him from falling over onto his own face.

“Manly men have huge cocks…” Nelson droned out one of the many phrases he had read on the phallic posters.

“Get a hold of yourself, man!” Brendon yelled while shaking Nelson a bit. “Our girlfriends don’t care about that kind of thing like you told Damon earlier, remember?”

“W-we have girlfriends?” The hypnotized raccoon slurred out.

Over the next few days, the two men were settling in fairly nicely to their temporary living situation with Damon. It had been a while since Nelson had accidentally fallen under the wolf’s sway, and he was relieved his normal thoughts were beginning to return to his mind and was able to remember his girlfriend again. Though he often had to shut his eyes tightly every time he entered a room, to prevent the posters of Damon’s penis from penetrating his mind. Even that only worked so well, as the raccoon’s sight continued getting bombarded by thick wolf cock with every little step he made.

Damon wasn’t helping matters at all every time he belittled Nelson and Brendon’s penis sizes whenever they talked about their girlfriends. Every time Nelson called the wolf out for saying hurtful things like that, Damon argued that he was only joking, and rudely told the raccoon to lighten up.

One night, Nelson laid down on his back on the couch in the living room, and pulled a blanket over himself so he could fall asleep. He was tossing and turning over the couch cushions struggling to go to sleep due to the massive deluge of intrusive thoughts of Damon’s dick swimming throughout his mind.

Nelson focused his gaze on one of the many posters of the wolf’s cock that was perfectly positioned inside a hypnotic spiral. He was feeling so tired and exhausted, he could’ve sworn he saw the spiral spinning and enticing him into sleep, even though he knew that shouldn’t even be possible. He slowly closed his eyes shut as he imagined the spiral getting bigger and closer, swallowing him up in a hypnotic embrace and bringing him down under sleepy surrender.

Nelson dreamed that the spiral he was spinning around in soon transformed into a spiral made entirely out of multiple copies of Damon’s massive cock put together. The raccoon glided down the cock spiral on his stomach with his arms stretched out in front of himself, as if he were going down a slide. The spiral changed shape into an infinity sign, while Nelson continued sliding around in a double loop of Damon’s dick.

Nelson abruptly found himself standing on a stage in front of a live audience. Four strings suddenly cascaded down from above and wrapped themselves around the raccoon’s wrists and feet. Nelson started getting paraded around like a marionette puppet. He looked up at the ceiling and noticed four clones of Damon standing on a high platform, with the other ends of the strings tied around their cocks they were using to control the raccoon’s every move.

The live stage transformed into a theater room, with Nelson now sitting in the audience in a front row seat. He had to crane his neck up to get a good look at the screen. The movie depicted his naked girlfriend, who was an anthro skunk named Beth, passionately sucking on Damon’s dick.

Once she finished lubing up his cock with her tongue, Beth turned around on her hands and knees happily presenting her bare ass for Damon to admire. Damon crawled down where the skunk was and squeezed his cock up her ass while pulling her into a firm hug. Nelson felt absolutely heartbroken seeing how much pure pleasure was etched into Beth’s face as she felt the wolf ramming his cock in and out of her ass. He desperately wanted to reach out and yell for this nightmare to stop, but something was in the back of his mind preventing him from doing so.

Nelson shut his eyes tight hoping to block out the horrible film from tearing through his sight. He started to panic a bit when he sensed Damon slowly stepping behind his theater seat. The wolf suddenly reached down and pulled up on the raccoon’s eyelids with two of his fingers, forcing Nelson to watch every single second of the movie.

The movie changed into a rapidly moving slideshow, depicting several slides of Damon’s propaganda-style posters of his massive penis, interspersed with pictures of Beth moaning out in unfathomable pleasure over how good the wolf’s cock was making her feel. Nelson wanted nothing more than to close his eyes and wake up from his nightmare, as Damon held a death-like grip over the raccoon’s face refusing to let go.

The screen abruptly changed into a vision of a massive grassy field, as Nelson soon realized that he had somehow teleported into the scene inside the movie screen. He looked over his surroundings hoping that Damon was nowhere to be seen, and then locked his sight onto his girlfriend Beth who was standing far across from him.

Nelson and Beth started running towards each other across the field, desperately wanting to hold each other in their arms and reassuring themselves that everything would be alright. Right before they were just about to embrace, a massive earthquake began rumbling under their feet. The field started tearing right in half as a giant version of Damon’s cock that was the size of a windmill suddenly rose up high out of a gargantuan chasm, proudly pointing upwards towards the bright blue sky as the ultimate pillar of penile perfection.

Since Nelson had been trying to lean in to kiss his girlfriend on her lips, he had smacked face first into the shaft of Damon’s huge penis rising out of the ground. He peeled himself away from the cock with his lips accidentally leaving a surprisingly big kiss against the shaft. He mindlessly fell over backwards into the massive chasm left behind by Damon’s dick, sinking into the swirling abyss of hypnotic spirals made out of the wolf’s cock.

As soon as the raccoon tumbled into the center of a giant cock spiral, he immediately woke up to find out he had fallen off of the couch onto the ground. He slowly got up on his feet while rubbing his tired, groggy head. He looked over at the wall clock and realized that even though he actually got a decent amount of sleep, he felt like absolute shit due to the weirdly erotic nightmare he had experienced.

Nelson stumbled into the kitchen where he found both Damon and Brendon sitting at the table. Brendon was eating some eggs and bacon he had fried up earlier, while Damon was simply drinking a small cup of coffee. Nelson opened up the pantry door to grab a box of cereal. After he took a couple trips to the kitchen table carrying over the cereal, a bowl, a spoon, and a carton of milk, the raccoon sat down in a chair next to his leopard friend across from Damon.

Nelson opened up the cereal box intending to pour some into his bowl, until Damon suddenly and rudely swiped the box out of his hands. Nelson glared at the wolf in shock as Damon filled his own bowl with some cereal. “What the hell did you do that for?!”

Damon filled his cereal bowl with some milk. “Well, if you must know, the man with the bigger cock deserves first dibs on whatever he would like to eat.” He casually explained as if it were the most normal thing on earth.

“Oh, you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.” Nelson wasn’t going to take any more of Damon’s nonsense, especially after the bizarre dream he had that was fueled by all the phallic posters that were still plastered over every wall. “Newsflash buddy, the people you’re trying to impress with the size of your dick don’t really give a shit, and find you completely insufferable.”

“I don’t really see what the big deal is.” Damon reasoned. “It’s kind of like how the player who rolls the bigger dice in a board game gets to play first.”

“You can’t be serious.” Nelson slapped his own forehead. “That’s the dumbest and most disingenuous comparison I’ve ever heard in my life, and you know it!” Nelson yelled at the wolf, who seemed unfazed. Nelson got up from his chair and somewhat aggressively pushed it in towards the table, before gesturing his hands towards several of the posters. “You have to be the most insanely insecure person on the planet to think this shit’s gonna get a bunch of hot women crawling all over you!”

Nelson started heading towards the front door. “I’m going back home. Brendon, you can come with me if you’d like.”

“But Nelson, it’s not safe to go back home right now. The fumigation process hasn’t finished yet.” The leopard explained.

“Thanks for the concern, but I think I’d rather die by getting suffocated by toxic fumes, instead of having to put up with another single second of the toxic bullshit Damon keeps spewing.” Nelson started turning the doorknob to leave, but was stopped when Damon tapped him on his shoulder.

“You can’t leave now!” Damon exclaimed.

Nelson took his hand off the doorknob to turn around and glare at the wolf. “Oh yeah? And why not?”

“Because…” Damon leaned in close to Nelson’s face while shooting him a smug smile. “…you are not immune to cockaganda.”

Brendon gasped out loud in shock when he noticed Nelson’s face immediately become slack-jawed. The pupils in the raccoon’s eyes quickly shrunk to the size of tiny pinpricks. Brendon jumped up from his chair to run over to his friend, desperately snapping his fingers in the vain hope of waking up his brainwashed friend. “C’mon pal, say something!”

“Bigger cocks are better… thicker cocks are better…” Nelson droned out in a monotone voice.

Brendon turned to Damon with a horrified expression on his face. “What the hell have you done to him?!”

“The exact same thing I’ve done to you, as you are also not immune to cockaganda.” Damon evilly laughed when he saw the leopard’s face loosen up and become as slack-jawed as Nelson’s face. Damon tore off his clothes until he was standing naked in front of the men. Nelson and Brendon’s eyes instantly flicked downwards to get a good look at his penis. Damon could’ve sworn he saw tiny slits near the tops of the men’s shrunken pupils, making their pupils resemble tiny cock heads.

“Oh, what a little phallic propaganda and some bedtime brainwashing can do to feeble minds like yours…” Damon mischievously chuckled, remembering how he slipped pairs of headphones over the men’s ears as they slept, and pumped hypnotic audio recordings into their minds.

Damon snapped both his fingers to get the men’s attention, and turned around so he could lead them towards the living room. “Follow me boys, and recite your mantras.”

Nelson and Brandon lifted their arms in front of their bodies and obediently followed Damon closely behind like hypnotized zombies. “We follow the man with the bigger and better cock.” The raccoon and leopard recited in perfect synchronization. “We follow the man whose big cock is the ultimate expression of his manliness.” The men all entered the living room.” “We follow the man who will lead us down the right path into accepting male superiority.”

Damon commanded his new servants to help him push and shove the couch until it was facing away from his naked framed portrait. Damon crawled onto the middle couch cushion until he and his massive cock were directly facing Nelson and Brendon. The raccoon and leopard looked up at the huge portrait that read “King Damon.” They shifted their gaze down to look at the naked wolf in the flesh, impressed that the sheer girth of his penis looked exactly as thick as on his posters and portrait.

Damon posed himself in such a way that exactly matched his portrait, and made the couch he was perched upon resemble a king’s throne in Nelson and Brendon’s eyes. The two subservient men instantly sank onto their knees in an act of deference for their new ruler. “King Damon…” Nelson and Brendon respectfully bowed their heads, with their foreheads mere inches from the shaft of the wolf’s cock.

The raccoon and leopard lifted up their faces to smile at their king. Damon reached down with one hand to wrap his fist around the base of his cock. “I appreciate the submissive spirit, boys. But now it is time to reeducate you two on how the hierarchy works around here.” The wolf started slowly waving his cock back and forth like a hypnotic pendant.

The living room fell very quiet as Nelson and Brendon’s eyes obediently followed every movement of Damon’s swaying cock. The only sound was the ticking of the wall clock, with the ticking sounds perfectly synchronized with the constant movement of the raccoon and the leopard’s pupils darting left and right in their eyes.

“Now at the very top of the hierarchy, or as I sometimes like to call the food chain, the superior well-endowed man, or the alpha male, sits upon his royal throne.” Damon began explaining to his servants, who were slowly nodding their heads up and down in mindless agreement. Nelson and Brendon imagined a large graph in their minds where they pictured Damon sitting in a throne on top of the world, ruling over everyone with an iron cock.

“Next on the hierarchy below the alpha male, are all the women who serve the alpha.” Damon continued. “The women serve in many different ways, such as worshipping every inch of the alpha’s body, wanting to relinquish all free will to the alpha’s control, letting the alpha screw their sexy bodies whenever and wherever he pleases… you boys keeping up with this?”

“Oh yes, King Damon.” The two men simultaneously saluted. “The superior alpha male with his awesome thundercock controls the world. The women are below the thundercock that they love to serve and obey.”

“Excellent boys, you’re learning fast.” Damon praised his servants. Nelson imagined his girlfriend Beth sitting on the floor next to King Damon’s throne tightly hugging onto one of his muscular legs. Brendon imagined his girlfriend, who was an anthro deer named Emily, sitting in front of the throne with her ass raised towards Damon’s cock. Damon leaned down to squeeze his massive cock up her ass and dicked her down hard in Brendon’s fantasy.

“Far, far below the women on the hierarchy, are the inferior men with smaller cocks at the bottom of the pole, such as you two.” Damon continued his explanation. “The inferior males also serve beneath the alpha male, albeit in a different way than how the women serve. They stroke the alpha’s ego by showering him in constant praise, they view the alpha as the perfect and flawless manifestation of manliness they could never hope to achieve, their knees buckle in the presence of their masculine alpha king…” Damon whipped his cock back and forth a little faster to further hypnotize the men. “Boys, you must recap all these definitive truths that I have taught you.”

“King Damon luxuriously rests on his throne on top of the hierarchy with his awe-inspiring thundercock out on full display for everyone to admire.” Nelson and Brendon obediently recited in monotone voices as if it were the truest statement they had ever said in their lives. “Our girlfriends shall serve far beneath our superior alpha male king and his glorious thundercock in the hierarchy. Us inferior males with smaller cocks serve far below our girlfriends, and below our manly king and his beautifully stunning thundercock at the very bottom of the hierarchy.”

Nelson and Brendon had become so deeply and thoroughly brainwashed by their deep-seated desire to revere who they believed was the most masculine man in the universe. Their eyes became so glazed-over that Damon could see his own cock head reflected in their glassy eyes, slowly arching back and forth above their shrunken pupils.

The raccoon and the leopard’s ears perked up in rapt attention when they heard the wolf snapping his fingers. “You’ve learned so much on the path to getting indoctrinated into my alpha male-worshipping cult. Now the next important step is to bask and grovel in the glory of my thundercock!” Damon snapped his fingers again, instantly causing his servants to crawl onto the ground with their arms stretched out in front of their bodies in worshipful poses.

“We’re not worthy… we’re not worthy…” Nelson and Brendon repeatedly chanted as they slowly bowed their upper bodies up and down right in front of Damon’s ginormous cock. Their hands at the ends of their outstretched arms were perfectly framing both sides of the wolf’s cock as if it were a golden trophy. “We’re not worthy to be in the presence of a real man’s breathtakingly big and perfectly crafted thundercock like yours.”

“Arise, my loyal servants.” Damon used a hand to lift up his cock a little bit, mischievously chuckling as he watched Nelson and Brendon obediently get back up onto their knees in a respectful way, their sight helplessly glued to the head of his cock. Damon waved his cock past the right of Nelson’s face. “Now let’s make one thing perfectly clear…you guys are attracted to women. The thought of rubbing your face over their soft breasts turns you on so much. You know this… I know this… am I right?”

The raccoon was leaning himself a little to the right on his knees, with his face perfectly following the swaying movement of Damon’s cock. “Yes, King Damon…” Nelson mindlessly admitted with his mouth slightly agape.

Damon waved his hypnotic cock far past the left of Brendon’s face. “And there are many other things you really like about women. The way their soft hair looks, feels, and smells. Their cute, pretty faces. The curviness of their enticing bodies. Still right, men?”

Both Nelson and Brendon were leaning so far over to their left on their knees to obediently follow the arc of Damon’s penis, that they almost lost balance. “Yes, King Damon. Everything you say is always right, King Damon.” The leopard chanted.

“Well, I’ve got a secret for you boys.” Damon let go of his cock and let it snap back into its’ usual position. Nelson and Brendon suddenly shifted back onto their hands and knees perfectly balanced on the floor, their shrunken pupils lightly vibrating in their eyes in their struggles to keep up with their alpha male king’s brain-bending penis. “It’s a secret buried deep within the hearts of all straight men such as you and me.”

“Please tell us your secret, King Damon. We hang onto every word you say, King Damon.” The raccoon and leopard obediently chorused together.

“Come closer…” the wolf softly said as he traced the tip of his index finger around and around his cock head. Nelson and Brendon leaned their faces in extremely close to the hypnotic sight unfolding before their eyes.

“The secret?” Damon briefly paused for dramatic effect. “Your platonic appreciation- no, your platonic obsession with an alpha male’s big cock completely eclipses your lust for women.” Damon noticed that Nelson and Brendon both looked a little confused.

“Please allow me to explain. A big cock on an alpha male is a status symbol. Women love to worship the alpha males who are on the very top of the hierarchy, so it stands to reason that your girlfriends would love to fawn over me and my amazing thundercock instead of you two. If you two inferior males can’t hold onto your girlfriends anymore, then the next best thing for you is to grovel in the presence of my thundercock that you envy and adore in equal measure.”

Damon wrapped his fist around the head of his cock and rubbed his thumb up and down the slit, making his whole cock bob up and down in front of the men’s mesmerized eyes. “A big, thick, meaty cock such as mine can easily squeeze itself into any one of a woman’s holes and bring her unfathomable amounts of pure pleasure. It is truly nature’s most perfect organ. You don’t even have to be attracted to men to acknowledge that truth.”

“Nature’s most perfect organ…” The raccoon and leopard slowly drawled out in dazed voices.

“Boys, your new main mission in life will be dedicated to appeasing my thundercock, your new god.” Damon stroked his cock head a little faster. “You’ll be gathering up enough women for me to fuck as I please. You’ll even sacrifice your girlfriends to appease your new god. With your help, my cock shall have the biggest body count of any man in the world!”

Nelson and Brendon started sinking into worshipful bowing positions on their knees once again. “We will help gather so many women for you… we shall sacrifice our girlfriends… anything to appease our god.”

“You will carry your newfound obsession to helping me achieve my mission to your graves, until your last dying breath.” Damon was hypnotically waving his cock back and forth even faster. “You will do anything as my cock commands, for all eternity!”

This had become a touch too far for the hypnotized raccoon, who had started to snap back out of his deep trance. “N-no… I won’t… help you…” Nelson was struggling to get back up off of his knees hoping to free his friend so they could both bolt out the door and never return. Nelson’s efforts were all for naught when Damon shoved his cock head against Nelson’s forehead, and slowly forced him back down onto his knees.

“Oh, yes you are…” Damon evilly chuckled. Nelson succumbed to falling under Damon’s rule just as quickly as he had tried to resist him.

“Of course, King Damon. I will help you in every which way I can, King Damon.” A new fantasy had crossed Nelson’s mind as he bowed in the presence of his king. In his mind, he imagined himself and Brendon wearing tightly-fitting swim shorts. They were both holding onto the long handles of feathery fans, while the naked Damon was luxuriously relaxing on a big beach chair by a pool. The wolf was holding his hands behind his head with a sexually satisfied smile growing across his face, basking in his own post-orgasmic bliss.

In Nelson’s imagination, Damon had just finished fucking their girlfriends by thrusting his massive cock in and out of their asses. The wolf pointed to his own freshly-used cock that was dribbling a couple extra globs of seed that were staining his crotch. “Fan me, men!”

Nelson and Brendon obediently leaned down near Damon’s crotch so they could start waving their fans to cool down his cock, to help prep it for whenever the wolf got hard again and fucked their girlfriends some more. The raccoon and the leopard pulled away their fans so they could take turns blowing over the tip of Damon’s penis with their mouths to finish cooling it off.

“We’re not worthy… we’re not worthy…” Nelson found himself back in the real world on his hands and knees next to his best friend Brendon, continually chanting his new favorite mantra for his virile king. Damon snapped his fingers right before pointing to his cock. “As the final step into accepting your new stations in life, you must plant a few platonic kisses against the tip of my cock while expressing verbal gratitude towards me.” Damon noticed that his hypnotized slaves looked a bit confused once again.

“C’mon men, don’t be shy. I don’t have all day. It’s not gay, just think of it like you’re showing your appreciation for the raw, intense masculinity emanating from my awesome thundercock.” Damon explained, as Nelson and Brendon rose up onto just their knees so their faces were staring right at his cock.

The raccoon leaned his face in closer so he could plant a delicately platonic kiss on the tip of the wolf’s penis. “We will help you and your thundercock in your noble quest to enslave every single woman that you so rightfully deserve to fuck, King Damon.” Nelson praised, right before leaving another small kiss on the tip of Damon’s cock. “No homo.”

The leopard leaned in to also plant a soft platonic kiss against the tip of the wolf’s penis. “We will gladly sacrifice our girlfriends for such a worthy cause, and forever fuel your thundercock as the perfectly well-oiled machine it is, King Damon.” Brendon hailed his king, right before kissing the tip again. “No homo.”

“The alpha male is always on top.” Nelson left another platonic kiss on the tip of Damon’s dick. “The women are always in the middle beneath the alpha male.” Nelson planted a kiss on the middle of the wolf’s shaft. “Inferior males like us are always at the bottom, King Damon.” Nelson kissed both of Damon’s big balls. “No homo.”

Brendon gingerly kissed the tip of Damon’s cock. “You, my good sir, are nothing less than the master of manliness, King Damon.” He kissed the wolf’s cock head again. “No homo.”

Nelson and Brendon continued taking turns kissing Damon’s cock heaping words of praise onto their king, until he pulled his cock away from their lips. The raccoon and leopard seemed completely stunned by this gesture at first, until Damon snapped both his fingers and pointed to either side of him on the couch. The two men obediently climbed onto the couch on both sides of their king, patiently waiting for their next instruction.

“Now that your new subservient personalities have settled nicely inside your docile minds, I shall wake you two from your trances so you can be reborn as loyal knights for your alpha male king. One… two…”

Damon put his clothes back on and suddenly clapped his hands together and abruptly woke the two men from their deep sleep. “Three! Awake!”

The raccoon and the leopard were rapidly blinking as they stretched their arms and yawned. They both turned to look at Damon and flashed him mischievous grins. “How about we throw a pizza party at your place so we can invite as many women for you to fuck as humanly possible.” Nelson suggested. “It’s what an absolute king like you deserves.”

“We wanna help raise your body count!” Brendon admitted. “We’re so jealous and yet immensely impressed by the stunning sexual prowess of your thundercock.”

“Oh, you flatter me, boys. You really do.” Damon pretended to sound humble. “But I think we should start out small at first. Like oh, I dunno… how about you invite your girlfriends over for a party, so I can screw them silly all night long?”

Both Nelson and Brendon reached out to firmly shake Damon’s hands. “Deal!”

Nelson, Brendon, and their girlfriends Beth and Emily had stuffed themselves with slice after slice of pizza at the party the two men were holding at Damon’s house. The two women were a little apprehensive about coming to the party they were invited to due to how much Damon creeped them out, but since their boyfriends would be there helping to set up the party, they assumed that Damon would be on his best behavior.

Beth dragged Emily into the kitchen while Nelson and Brendon were both deep in conversation with Damon. “You know what, I’m honestly kinda surprised our boyfriends are getting along with Damon so well. Considering how everything we’ve told them about him made them not like him very much, I kind of thought he was going to drive them insane from how insufferable he can be.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean.” Emily admitted to the skunk. “I was going to offer to let them crash at my place if things didn’t work out well with Damon, but it seems I don’t have to do that with how surprisingly well they’re hitting it off with each other.”

While the skunk and the deer continued their conversation, Nelson and Brendon entered the kitchen to address their girlfriends. “Hey guys, what’s up?” Beth kindly asked.

Without saying a single word, Nelson and Brendon pulled their phones out of their pockets. They both showed Beth and Emily a video that Damon had taken of himself swinging his large cock back and forth like a hypnotic pendant. The two women were extremely confused as to why their boyfriends were showing them this, but before either of them could question the boys, both Beth and Emily started falling under deep trances watching Damon’s cock swinging back and forth in front of their eyes.

The raccoon and the leopard led their mindless girlfriends back into the living room where Damon was patiently waiting for them all. “Alright man, our girlfriends are ready for you now.”

“Excellent!” Damon stripped off all his clothes in front of the whole group, and then pointed towards his own cock. “Beth, why don’t you get started by sucking me off?”

Despite the fact she never even liked him only a few moments ago, Beth happily dove towards the floor on her knees so she could blow the wolf’s cock to her heart’s content, as if she had been wanting to do so for years. She was slowly dragging her tongue up and down on all sides of his shaft. Every time the skunk noticed a little glob of pre-cum ooze out the tip of his cock, she lapped it up and plugged the slit with her tongue to prevent Damon from blowing his load too early.

Damon started thrusting his cock more quickly in and out of Beth’s mouth, making her gag on his large rod when he pushed it further down her throat. The wolf was starting to work up a sweat, so he looked right in Emily’s glazed-over eyes, and pointed a finger towards his ass.

The hypnotized deer girl got the hint, as she stepped behind where Damon was standing and sunk to her knees. She lifted up her face and licked her lips at the sight of the wolf’s sweaty ass, and then shoved her muzzle over his asshole and took in a big whiff. Emily shuddered in delirious pleasure from the scent.

When Beth and Emily started getting really turned on by Damon, the wolf commanded the two to tear off their clothes and to join him near his couch. When Emily stepped near the couch, Damon held his arms tightly around her waist and shoved her onto the middle cushion. Damon knelt down in front of his couch so he could easily worship her pussy, while Beth knelt behind the wolf so she could sniff his sweaty asshole. The two women would often switch positions so their pussies got an equal amount of loving licks from Damon’s tongue.

Damon crawled onto the middle couch cushion and snapped his fingers, and ordered both Beth and Emily to kneel down on the floor near either side of his cock. He was slowly swaying his cock left and right in his hand to make absolutely sure the women were still deeply hypnotized. The skunk and deer both lunged their faces forward to playfully fight over the huge cock, happily swirling and tracing their tongues over every single inch.

Nelson and Brendon were mindlessly staring at the erotic display with an increasingly feverish fixation on how much raw pleasure Damon was bestowing onto their girlfriends. They stripped off their clothes and knelt on the floor in absolute admiration for the wolf’s large penis, gripping onto their own cocks with their fists as they masturbated themselves watching their girlfriends worshipping their alpha male king.

“All hail King Damon, the most masculine man in the universe.” The raccoon and the leopard both reverentially chanted. “We shall help his glorious thundercock to bring pure pleasure to every woman in town.”

As soon as Damon came all over Beth and Emily’s faces, both Nelson and Brendon squirted out rope after rope of hot sticky cum all over their hands. They slowly fell onto their sides on the floor in post-orgasmic bliss as they watched their girlfriends excitedly lick Damon’s semen off of their own faces.

Damon was still sitting on the middle couch cushion with both of the women sitting on the floor on either side of him. Beth and Emily had mindless doll-like smiles plastered on their faces while possessively clinging onto Damon’s muscular legs with their arms, and were even planting several kisses up and down his legs. Nelson and Brendon were still staring at Damon’s cock in absolute wonder on their knees, as even though the wolf’s cock had deflated into a flaccid state, it was still so much bigger than the other men’s members.

Nelson and Brendon were both repeatedly bowing up and down in awe of Damon’s thundercock with their arms stretched out in front of their bodies. “We’re not worthy… we’re not worthy…” They continued chanting over and over again. “Our alpha male king on top… women below our superior alpha male king… us inferior males on the bottom… all of the town’s women shall fall under your sway…”

Damon was affectionately stroking his fingers throughout the hair on the backs of Beth and Emily’s heads and making them mewl out in pleasure. “Perfect…” He evilly grinned. “Soon I will have cuckolded every man around.”