Chapter 0 - The story

The day had finally arrived. The official release of not only the new, state of the art, VR Master 7, but also the most anticipated game of the year along with it. Celebrating such an occasion could only be done with a good friend, and lucky enough for Shrapnel, he happened to be bunking with one of those already. The rain seemed to be pouring down outside, something of a mild annoyance for the saberwolf, as it brought the possibility of their long-expected packages being delayed, and that was the worst thing in the world, at least, at this moment. His massive paw patted impatiently upon the wooden table as he stared out into the rain, the thumping something that could be heard all the way through the home.

Wiggle soon descended the stairs at such a sound, the shox yawning and getting a bit of a stretch in himself. His barely suitable night-wear was a nice sight to watch, generous male package bouncing with each step he took down the stairs, joining his friend at the table in staring outside. "You don't have to be so anxious. Isn't it their job to deliver it in even worse weather than this?" He asked, yet the wolf still shook his head and kept watching with equal anxiety. It was then that he decided to take matters into his own paws, literally, bapping the wolf on the nose and obscuring his vision with one of them, bringing a deep blush to the wolf's cheeks.
Before things could escalate much further from that though, much to the wolf's great relief, the doorbell rang out. "Great j-job, you made me miss them drive up" He huffed back in feigned annoyance, the shox only smiling knowingly and allowing Shrapnel to quickly make his way to the door. It took a bit to open it, the knob was usually a little bit of trouble but nothing that they hadn't learned to manage.

It went about the same as many of the I interactions they had with others. An average wolf stood at the door, dressed in his postman attire, of course, gazing upward with a momentary slack jaw, dwarfed so fully by the saberwolf in the doorway, an effort made not to let his eyes rest on Shrapnel's also fairly pronounced bulge. "I've got a couple of... Packages for you." he sheepishly announced, eyes catching the shox in the background, only further fuel for the blush on his cheeks, handing the packages to Shrapnel. He was so flustered it was barely a moment before he had disappeared, though not without a bulge and more than a few thoughts on what he had just seen.

Wiggle excitedly approached his friend and the couple packages he had received. It only took some carefully administered claws to open them, leaving their headsets unboxed before them soon enough, and more cardboard scraps than they'd really want to acknowledge right now. "And the unlock timer for the game hit zero last night, think you're ready for this?" Shrapnel challenged, an air of confidence after sending the mailman off in such a way.

"I've been following the news since the beta went up, Ive been ready." Wiggle responded, sticking his tongue out and holding the headset in between his paws, looking so tiny in comparison. "On your go, Mr. King and alpha male." he playfully continued, spending time figuring out just how to get the thing on his head as he waited for his friend to do just the same, the both of them getting comfy in their spacious living room as well.

"Just get it on with, I'm not in the mood to wait anymore. Lucky I didn't already tackle the mailman." he replied, the two of them donning their headsets, clicking on without their input, much to their relief. A simple welcome screen showed, as well as a "Please stand still while we scan your body" as well, indeed doing just that for them both to enter a virtual space with an exact replica of their own body floating within it, the home menu. A few things hovered around the digital play space, a beach ball, snow globe, simple interactables. But the rest were floating icons, like settings, a few basic applications, and most importantly, the game.

"Breed RPG is a little simple and on the nose huh?" Wiggle stated, getting a little grunt of agreement from his friend, already opening the game without the need for chatter. "Please wait... Generating character data" was displayed on the screen, the model of their body being examined by the game as various parameters popped up rapidly, filling out their stat sheet, finishing as a bright light filled the screen.

A surprising spark of the equipment brought a yelp from the both of them, it didn't hurt that much... "Probably nothing" Shrapnel shrugged, with the shox inclined to agree, the light beginning to fade as the world bloomed around them. An open field, with beginner monsters all about, they could even see each other, donning what seemed to be barely fitting pieces of cloth, the most basic of armor. This led to both of their bulges being so much more pronounced than they already were. "Beginner's quest: 0/1 wolves mated. " popped up before them, indicating their objective clearly already, much to Shrapnel's eager grin.

Their objective couldn't have been simpler, and they both set out to do just that, a stirring in their loins both in and out of the game as they chose their pick of the pack apiece. The wolves had a nice frame, with rather exaggerated plots for their feral bodies, but that only made it so much better. "They look so damn real too... this really was worth the cash mmh?" Shrapnel smiled, the two throbbing spires of meat of the two friends standing high, corresponding to a notch on the lust meter in game as well.

The interface changed to battle mode, stacking up their stats against their current targets apiece, the difference surprisingly large. "The playtesters said this was difficult, had to grind at the wolves for a while, think they changed that?" Wiggle asked, the two of them simultaneously pinning their prey down and penetrating them, unknowingly starting to rut the couch's cushions at the same time. "And they... feel so real..." He continued, shivering as their toys in game could do little else than moan and squirm. Seemed they were fully sentient too, not that it meant saved them at all.

As they started to stretch the wolves all the way with several feet of cock in game, emptying so much digital pre, they absolutely soaked the couch cushions all the way through with their lustful juices. They let out their moans with increasing abandon as they did so, matting their own fur down with their own pre all too soon in their fit of lust. And when it seemingly couldn't get any better, they hit an explosive climax, turning the wolves into full bellied condoms, not able to do anything but wobble after that, the both of them completing their quest and receiving a few level ups, as well as the stat bonuses.

"Are these stats? CKL? CK#? seems a little vague, nothing I've... ahhhh...!" Wiggle gasped, his friend equally taken aback as their shafts rapidly pushed up past their muzzles, still drooling with so much seed both in and out of the game. Their real members matched them as well, smearing those juices over the front of their headsets. The musk only served to help clog their minds that much more, leaving them half dazed, barely even noticing the sacks full of so much more seed hanging between their legs, large enough they nearly reached their ankles. It was definitely something of a source of hindrance in their movement, not that they couldn't, they just had to walk in such a way that those parts swayed all the better.

"Maybe we should've read the manual... rrrr..." Shrapnel replied, their screens being updated with new info soon after. "Dungeon Quest 1: Defeat the Wolf Broodmother. Reward: Free roam + ???" Only something of a growl of excitement coming from them as a new item, a glowing cube, appeared in their paws... which seemed a fair bit larger. Obscenely so, really, large enough to still encompass their cocks when used together, curiously playing one apiece over their members as they searched out their next target.

It wasn't entirely certain where they were to go. All around them was an endless field full of nothing but the wolves they had already encountered, and while some were stronger and more endowed than others, none of them fit that description. The cube in their paws seemed to vibrate insistently, a bit of a wonderful mistake to have been holding them too close to their cocks at that moment, one last strong gush of fluids spelling the end for the couch they had rutted into oblivion. The cube floated in their paws as they looked at them, text displaying "Lair of the Wolf Broodmother" hovering over them upon closer inspection, with a button simply labeled "Use" hovering in front of it. Shrapnel hit that button faster than he felt he'd done anything in his life, disappearing and leaving a surprised Wiggle behind.

The shox huffed and playfully bapped at his friend blindly with his paw, smooshing against that cock of his and causing a cry and another messy splurt of juices. "H-aaaa-hey! What was that for?" He huffed, appearing in a seemingly empty lair at the moment. "Players in party: 1/2" It read, rewarding the wolf for his excited impatience with waiting as his friend went to finally tap the button for his own.

And finally the two stood together, the text changing to reflect they were both here and turning green, a gate at the end of the hall opening up with a massive gush of air. Was it just them or could they actually smell the scent of feminine lust hanging like such a dense fog in the air. And that was before their eyes fell on the source of it all as well.

Her massive breasts hung low from her torso, practically the first thing they saw because of the magnetism they produced, easily drawing their gaze. They wobbled and leaked copious amounts of milk with each and every step, distended teats dancing with the jostling of her body. She gave a large, toothy smirk at them, and even for their large stature, they barely stood shoulder to shoulder to her. "So you're the ones making a mess of my children. What, was I not enough for you?" She sighed, breathing naturally seductive words into their ears, sweet, soothing voice droning on and resonating with them. "Let me give you a real look at what you're missing out on." She continued, pressing forward, the two of them backing into the wall behind. With nowhere left to run, they were forced to bear witness to the backside of the seductress, her rear so large it could completely smother one of her children with ease. And with the folds of a snatch so blatantly overripe and overflowing with pheromone-laced juices, it was only natural for the two of them to whimper with need for a few moments.

But the sabrewolf wasn't one to be teased or taunted, soon gripping that massive, soft rear with both hands and thrusting himself inside defiantly. The broodmother moaned and gasped aloud, falling to her haunches as she was so quickly taken, teats being smooshed against the soft carpet of the room, spilling milk in high pressure gushes as Shrapnel claimed her well. "Here, I can help" Wiggle smiled, the broodmother no longer cornering them, allowing him to make his way forward and encapsulate her maw with those massive paws as he thrust inside to fill her from both ends.
What they didn't see or feel was the poor coffee table that had both of their massive members stuffed underneath it, far too small to really take the length of them as they grinded up along the underside of it. Their massive paws pumped frantically over their lengths, mimicking the pace of their thrusts into and out of those virtual holes. Pre poured profusely from both of them as well, coating the floor in their juices and even the other's member as they unknowingly grinded right against each other.

Their virtual cocksleeve was subject to all the worse though, heavy sacks colliding with her rear and chin roughly with alarming speed, messily pouring their fluids from either end with each time they pulled out. She gasped and moaned, gurgling on it all as it just kept coming, the neither of them the least bit merciful in supplying plenty of it. The chamber had long become soaked in a puddle of their collected juices that she laid in, and it was only going to get worse.
The shox was far too close to the finish line, but so was his friend, the both of them giving a few final thrusts before their hefty sacks pulled up, cum roaring through their members to start filling the wolf bitch. And it did so, spurting out of her holes and yet filling her and filling her, the two of them wracked with intense bliss and clinging onto their cum dump for dear life, even as she pushed up higher and higher above them due to the most intense filling she had ever been given.
Meanwhile, the coffee table had actually outright shattered from the force and power of the both of them climaxing simultaneously, being washed away in thick musky cum as they had fallen against each other in their blissful reverie, adorably holding the other close as they coated themselves and the entire room around them it layer after hot layer of cum. It clung to them and made the air an intensely powerful musk, and it just didn't seem to end either. Inch after inch added to the floor until they were ankle deep in a white world of their own making, breathing heavily as the occasional gob would fall from the ceiling onto them now and then.
In game, they found themselves quite cozily stuck against a condom of a broodmother. "Quest Cleared + Party Bonus!" flashed on the screen, new pleasures coursing through their exhausted bodies. Their parts burgeoned larger even still, matching them in size with ease, but it didn't even end their, new members jutting up beside the originals, pouring a constant stream of messy love even now. With paws that could smother themselves to boot, it was only natural for them to wonder. "This is... just the tutorial?" They questioned, slumping to the floor against each other as they were finally teleported to the main game. 


