On one of his exercise adventures Kyani came across Zaruko, another Lucario, who volunteered to be his training partner. For the days subject they opted to employ an uninhabited living compartment among a forest’s trees. Until the evening Zaruko learned the length he had to go, if he were to follow his friends lead. With unsteady feet Kyani carefully carried the unconscious Zaruko, still stuffed to the brim with Kyani’s massive member, back to the weathered couch. A massive bulge was distending the slender Lucario’s belly and a steady stream of cum was dripping continuously from his filled butt. Kyani could only hope he didn’t strain his friend’s capabilities to bare his size as well as enduring the daylong endeavour. Lying down on the aged cushioning of the old couch Kyani was bedding the already sleeping Zaruko on his belly providing support with his paws where his swollen erection, buried deep in Zaruko’s body, didn’t give his friend’s body enough stability. He could feel his friend softly nuzzling his chest as he was drifting off to sleep.
The thick morning fog crawled slowly through the gaping holes, that used to be windows, as the sun rose on the horizon. It didn’t take much sleep for Kyani to be wide awake again. His altered biology didn’t need a lot of down time to recover. In turn he was looking after his sleeping friend on his belly. Zaruko’s chest spike under his hoody poking on Kyanis chest. He had to keep Zaruko from rolling off to the ground every once in a while or keep him from sliding into the mess that dripped onto the cushions underneath them, after Kyanis massive mast slid out of Zaruko’s warm embrace. As the first rays of the sun pierced through the treetops in the still early day the sleepy Lucario on Kyanis belly slowly came to. Through Zaruko’s aura he could feel the smaller Lucarios oddly empty insides and how the well-used anus was a sore mess. It took Zaruko a moment to piece together what was going on before he passed out, but he remembered a fair bit of the day. The mute grumbling, the blurry colours, the pleasure, the orgasms, the way he felt so immensely full and how he came so much he finally passed out, but above all of that he couldn’t make sense of that total lack of pain. He had trouble walking right for days after he was railed by jocks packing less, than that monster he took the day before. And yet, his butt barely felt sore. How was that possible? “Good morning, princess.” Kyani said softly to attract his friend’s attention. Zaruko’s finger dug deep into the long fur he was lying on, as Kyanis words pierced through his thoughts. The smaller Lucarios mind was a whirlwind for a moment and as they slowly settled he realized, that he was holding onto his friends chest fur. “How do you feel?” Kyani tried to give his friend some guidance to order his thoughts. A pause followed that prompted Kyani to give Zaruko a wide gentle smile as he was looking into a blank stare, that matched the Lucarios empty thoughts. Realisation manifested on Zaruko’s face momentarily and his thoughts awkwardly clumped together forming a blurry “perfect.” Kyani couldn’t tell how honest that was, Zaruko still wasn’t thinking straight. On top of that he could feel how exhausted his friend still was. If it wasn’t for his friend’s lack of stamina and Zaruko’s mind still in disarray, Kyani would be more convinced. Instead of talking Kyani tried touching his friend’s thoughts directly, going around the long waiting time for him to answer, and caressed them with comforting affection. It worked, one moment Zaruko was caught in a worried loop and in the next his mind cleared up a bit. The sensations of Zaruko’s sore behind and his oddly itching dick resurfaced and drove the Lucarios libido into overdrive. “Can we go again?” He happily asked. Kyani had to stifle a laugh before urging his friend to get off of him, so they could get out of there and grab a bite first. Zaruko was constantly swinging between patiently waiting next to the couch and eager anticipation to have another go on Kyanis magic dick. Kyani smiled wide and lowered his voice to an erotic low growl. “We should grab some decent breakfast first.” As Kyani turned to leave the shack Zaruko finally noticed that their auras where still connected. Kind of sick of the crumbling ruins Kyani gave Zaruko’s thoughts a slight pull with his aura and together they travelled further into the woods.
----- A nice ending to the saga I started over a year ago. I originally debated if I'd go ahead and paint this fifth picture. When I have written the Story I suddenly needed the description space to end the entire thing properly without leaving it at an awkward note.
The story as a whole leaves some questions about Kyani, that I intend to answer in a comic, I plan to start writing in the future. I 'll just squeeze another comic in for practice.
Zaruko belongs of cause to Zaruko Kyani belongs to Nirassas me, naturally
