Meg’s penis was badly swollen and a little discolored, like a bad bruise, for quite some time. Unfortunately, this meant she couldn’t do much for a few days, and ended up bedridden, legs spread wide to accommodate her enlarged package. How lewd the chubby girl must have looked, nude, splayed out in the bedroom of her cabin, big, bruised penis in a state of near constant arousal. It was difficult for her, but she masturbated quite a bit over those few days, her imagination running away with her. She kept thinking about how close she came to losing her penis, and that got her harder than any experience she’d ever had before.

All the while, as she layed there, alternately masturbating or relaxing, her great dane Rusty would plod in and out of the room, casually watching Meg pleasure herself. Perhaps it was the recent events that had Meg preoccupied with testicles, but for the first time she noticed just how BIG Rusty’s were. They were like baseballs between the huge dog’s hind legs.

Meg found herself staring quite a bit, watching them bounce around as he walked. Eventually, curiosity got the better of her. Donning a pair of shorts and a tee shirt, Meg led Rusty outside, tying him to a post behind the cottage. Sitting down next to the huge animal, Meg nonchalantly slid a hand down his side, under him, and finally, to those big nuts, cupping them. Rusty didn’t seem to mind…so Meg continued to fondle them, feeling the large organs inside his sac jiggle and bounce.

Not surprisingly, Rusty’s sheath began to swell, and his red length of dog meat began to poke out. Meg’s eyes grew wide, watching it grow…and grow…and grow! The huge, red shaft hit a full 14 inches before stopping! Meg was awestruck by the massive appendage between her dog’s legs, wondering how she’d never noticed the monster before!

Meg’s curiosity was on a roll. She bit her lip, pushed her glasses up on her nose, and grabbed it. It was hot to the touch, and moist, throbbing in her hand. She’d never felt anything quite like it…it was a powerful penis, alright. Rusty seemed quite proud of it, standing bolt upright as she fondled him, her hand beginning to drift up and down the knotted red organ. Before long, she was pumping him hard and fast, his meat nearly as thick as her arm. She found herself wondering how he walked with it…and glad she hadn’t gotten him fixed.

She continued to pump him for quite a while, Rusty getting more and more anxious and fidgety…Meg figured that meant that his orgasm was approaching. It wasn’t until a rustling in the bushes caught her attention that she realized Rusty was antsy for another reason. Three wolves leapt from the brush, teeth bared, snarling, grey and black fur standing on end. Rusty returned the growl, Meg letting go of his throbbing dog cock, the rigid length bouncing between his legs as she backed toward the house.

It happened fast. The wolves were on Rusty in a matter of seconds, and despite his size, he was simply unable to fend off three of them, especially tied to a post as he was. A writhing mass of legs shot up into the air as Rusty was rolled onto his back, his fourteen inches of red meat jutting upward like an obscene flagpole. As Meg watched, mouth agape, one of the wolves leapt in, it’s teeth clamping down on Rusty’s massive cock! The wolf pulled backward, tearing at it, but released suddenly as an explosion of white goo filled it’s mouth…Meg had left Rusty so close to orgasm that the slightest touch set him off!

Rusty whimpered pitifully as his bloody penis sprayed cum everywhere, and the wolves moved in again. This time, a wolf took hold of his balls, wrench it’s head from side to side, even as Rusty’s last ejaculation went on! The wolf pulled furiously, growling, tearing, finally ripping that big sac open, Rusty’s balls falling onto the dirt, held on only by the chords. With a snap, one of those big, round testicles was torn free. Rusty cried out, and again his penis was lodged into the mouth of an attacking wolf. This time, the wolf bit down, hard, the red canine meat turning purple almost instantly, blood spattering. With a sickening wrench and a cry of terror from Meg, Rusty’s massive cock came free, devoured almost instantly by the wolf who’d stolen it.

Meg ran inside…she didn’t see the rest, but couldn’t find Rusty after the wolves had left…they must have dragged him somewhere…

Even after witnessing what she had, though…between her legs, her own flagpole refused to subside. Meg fell asleep that night splattered with her own cum, imagining it was her penis instead of Rusty’s…