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The air is humid and causes your shirt to stick to your skin as you make your way through the jungle, exhausted. What started off as a simple training exercise to practice your magic in a secluded area has left you the way you are now, drained and sweaty as you keep trekking on through.

It doesn’t take you long to find a somewhat shady area, with a clear spot for you to sit and catch your breath. You are in no position to decline this perfect opportunity, so you head over and sit down, leaning your head and back against a nearby tree and rest for a bit hoping to restore your mana.

Unfortunately, your rest doesn’t last long when you hear loud howls coming from deeper into the forest. You can feel a shiver running through you, they’re raw and you can barely imagine how much pain whatever making them is going through. You immediately get up and start rushing toward where you think the howls are coming from, as you take a moment to catch your breath you notice a small trail of slime leading the direction the howls
come from.

“Baron Nashor…” You mumble to yourself. You had fought him before, he and his tentacles almost enough to overwhelm you even at your strongest. You continue following the slime trail, practicing more caution than before, not wanting to get caught.

The slime leads you to another clearing, where Baron Nashor's tentacles are all bunched together. They seem to be gathered around something, so you find a nearby tree to hide in and observe as they back away.

You immediately recognize the furry creature making those blood-curdling screams. That striking gray and blue fur, the canine ears and teeth, and those golden eyes only belong to one champion you know. It’s the Uncaged Wrath of Zaun himself, Warwick.

Only, he doesn’t look very “Uncaged” right now. His arms and legs are restrained by the tentacles of Baron Nashor on each side, holding him up in the air. He kicks and thrashes against them but the tentacles’ grip is too strong. He’s helpless.

You watch as more tentacles get behind Warwick. They come out and latch their mouths onto his nipples, which makes him let out another howl. He keeps thrashing against them but it’s no use as the tentacles begin to suck. His howls have stopped and replaced themselves with whines, until finally, the tentacles remove themselves leaving bright red marks behind, hidden underneath his fur.

You feel a rush of heat rise to your face, and then immediately fall to your crotch. You double-check to make sure that neither Baron Nashor or Warwick can see you before slightly pulling down your pants to stroke your erect cock.

Baron Nashor's tentacles make their way down to Warwick’s crotch as well, shredding off his pants and revealing his own cock. You stare in awe at his 10-inch cock, how it fades from a dark blue like his fur to a light pink tip. You wish this scene could last longer but it’s quickly over when one of Baron’s tentacles quickly devours his cock, taking it all the way to the base instantly.

The mouth moves up and down, and you find yourself stroking yourself in pace with it. Before long you can feel the buildup, and look to Warwick to see if he’s as close as you are. Warwick’s howls and whines have completely turned to moans and whimpers and his breathing is hitched. You can tell he’s close and can feel the pure buildup of ecstasy before you let out your release into your hand.

You watch as Warwick’s face relaxes, and watch as the tentacle removes itself from Warwick’s cock, leaving only a string of fresh white cum to connect the two. The tentacle retracts back towards Baron Nashor, leaving Warwick’s cock twitching.

Warwick’s post-orgasm calm doesn’t last long though, as Baron Nashor’s tentacle begins to poke at his rear, forcing its way inside. He tries forcing his way out of Nashor’s grip, kicking and thrashing and whining like a poor hurt puppy. With one final forceful thrust, the tentacle is all the way inside, causing Warwick to let out the loudest most terrifying howl yet.

He is quickly shut up by the second tentacle forcing itself down his throat, moving in pace with the one fucking his ass.

Sweat and tears begin to fall down Warwick’s face as the tentacles keep thrusting, slowly increasing their pace. Warwick pants and moans as his hole gets stretched out. His cock rises once more and he cums almost instantly. The tentacle in his mouth slowly withdraws itself and makes its way to join the second one behind Warwick’s back.

Warwick’s eyes roll back and his cock twitches once more as the tentacle releases something inside Warwick. It thrusts a bit more before pulling itself out, allowing the second tentacle to enter. Similar to the first tentacle, it forces its way in and thrusts until it releases into Warwick.

The other tentacles release Warwick, causing him to drop and slump to the ground. He moans and whines like a bitch in heat, too exhausted to even try to take the opportunity to run away and instead just slumps over with his ass in the air.

His hole gapes open, finally free from Baron Nashor’s tentacles. Despite the multiple releases inside him, his hole appears dry and empty with no semen dripping out.

So what did Baron Nashor release inside of him? You wonder to yourself. You don’t get a lot of time to think about it though, because now his other four tentacles want a turn with him.

One-by-one they take their turns entering Warwick, with much more ease than the first two due to how stretched out his hole has become. Warwick can’t even bring himself to fight against it anymore, and instead just takes it all in, whining and moaning in ecstasy.

They release inside him just like the first two, and then begin to fuck deep into him. As each tentacle enters, releases, and thrusts inside, Warwick gets more and more sensitive, to the point his cock can’t even stop spurting out anymore.

Finally, the last tentacle removes itself, and Baron Nashor uses a single tentacle to give a solid slap on Warwick’s ass, causing him to completely fall forward before wandering back into the jungle.

You decide to wait for a bit, to make sure Baron Nashor is actually gone before approaching Warwick. He makes an attempt to sit up, but howls in pain and falls back again. He doesn’t make another attempt to get up, at least not one you can see.

Despite already finishing into your hand earlier, the sight of Warwick’s face lying in a puddle of his own semen is enough to get you to rock hard again. He barely takes notice of your approaching figure until you bend down to get a better look at his defilement.
You wipe a small tear away from his eye before moving around to his backside. Upon getting a closer look you notice that despite being stretched out, his hole looks the same as it did after the first tentacle, in that there are no traces of semen inside it.

Curious, you reach inside in an attempt to figure out what Baron Nashor was releasing. His hole easily accommodates your whole hand and pulses around it. You can feel something hard deep inside but are unable to grab it.

It’s round? You try to reach for it again but only just push it in deeper, causing Warwick to twitch back to consciousness. This only results in you getting even harder on your end though. You begin to pull your hand out, but have a harder time as Warwick clenches around you.

Even in this state, Warwick’s grip is exceptionally strong, but that doesn’t stop you from ripping your hand out. When you finally get your hand out you realize that it wasn’t just Warwick’s anal grip giving you a hard time, but rather your hand is slightly bigger than it was before. Your fingers are almost a full inch longer than the ones on your left hand and your palm is an inch wider. Your hands are coated in a light clear slime, the same slime that Baron Nashor secretes.

So the slime makes things bigger? You ponder, thinking about how large the objects felt inside his hole and how they didn’t appear that large when Baron Nashor was inserting them.

Warwick’s whimpers bring you out of your thoughts and back into reality. He’s completely given up on trying to get up, and instead just continues to lay there. His hole twitches and pulses again, and your erection has yet to go down.

His head slightly rises to look up at you and you feel bad leaving his poor hole all alone. You look back down to your hard cock and decide you simply can’t hold back anymore, and before you even think you find yourself fumbling with your belt, and immediately pulling down your pants.

You line yourself up behind him and with one quick thrust push yourself inside, closing the gap between the two of you as you can feel his fluffy tail caress your outer thigh.

God this is so much better than watching. You think as you continue to thrust inside of him, starting slow but quickly picking up pace. You bring your hands to his sides and slightly pull in an attempt to get Warwick on his knees.

“Good boy,” You moan into his ear as you reach toward his cock, giving it soft strokes. You feel it harden in your hand, and use that as your cue to start going faster. His cock feels much smaller now that your hand is noticeably bigger, allowing you to bring your thumb up to rub over his slit.

Using your free hand you reach towards his chest, feeling how soft and sturdy his pecs are. Burying your hand into his fur you find a nipple, and begin to caress it.

“I think you deserve a treat,” You whisper into his ear as you speed up your conquest inside his ass. By this point, you can feel the objects inside touching your tip, and with one last thrust, you push them all forward, causing Warwick’s whine’s to turn into full-on howls. You can tell he wants to finish but can’t, your thumb is covering his slit. “If you want me to let you cum then roll over and spread your legs like the bitch you are,” You can see tears forming in his eyes once more but he obeys, and you quickly pull out to reposition yourself.

Now laying on his back, Warwick uses his arms to hold his legs apart, completely exposing his swollen hole to you. You get a proper look at your cock as you line it up to go back in and are surprised to find it a whole 4 inches longer than usual. I guess I was right about that slime being able to make things bigger. You push yourself back in and don’t even get a chance to reach for his cock as clear fluid shoots out, Warwick’s moans and whines turn to sobs as the liquid pools on his stomach, wetting his already dirty and matted fur.

You lean forward to observe the liquid, it’s not semen, but it’s not urine either. For a moment all you can hear are Warwick’s sobs as he finishes squirting. You begin to pull out, but are stopped when you hear the sound of footsteps coming your way. You look up only to find Baron Nashor is back, probably drawn in by the sound of Warwick’s sobs.

You freeze as Baron Nashor gazes down on you, but instead proceeds to ignore you, drawing its focus towards Warwick, still sobbing through his orgasm. You half expect Baron Nashor to try to attack you, and when he draws out his tentacle you flinch, but instead, he sends it towards Warwick’s cock, and it instantly takes him all in, causing him to howl.

Baron Nashor gives you a look that says “keep going” so you go back to thrusting, making sure to observe Warwick’s face as you make every movement. You look down at his cock, expecting the tentacle to be moving up and down on it, but instead it is deadly still, simply warming his cock. You check Warwick’s face once more to see that he is drowning in ecstasy, tears running down his face. You take the queue to keep going and continue thrusting. Worried that Warwick’s gotten too used to your cock alone you begin to work your hand, slowly massaging the puckered rim as you pound aggressively, each time feeling the objects fuck deeper and deeper inside of him as your cock slowly continues growing.

Warwick’s hole tightens one last time as he spasms, his eyes roll back and he lets out one final howl before his whole body goes limp. You look back down to his cock hidden inside Baron Nashor’s tentacle to see traces of yellow piss dripping through, though the tentacle does a mostly good job of sucking it all up. You can feel your cock welling up and getting ready to release your own, and with one last push, you feel it all shooting out of you and deep into Warwick’s stuffed hole.

As you ride out the last part of your orgasm, you watch the tentacle let go of Warwick’s cock, leaving it much redder and swollen than it was before. Barely a trace of piss or cum is left on it, the tentacle mouth worked hard cleaning it. You begin to pull out your cock, despite Warwick’s clenching against it, and find yourself staring at all your semen spilling out.

For the first time since you walked into the clearing does Warwick’s face actually look calm, and he looks ready to pass out. You begin to pull up your trousers and look towards Baron Nashor, who is simply staring at Warwick, or more specifically, his hole. You look towards it as well to see your cum gushing out of it. It looks less like simply dripping out and more like something is directly pushing it out.

Warwick’s calm instantly ends and he begins howling in pain. His stomach begins to bulge and his hole starts pulsing. As this goes on a round object begins to push out against his hole, trying to force its way out. As Warwick keeps howling and crying the object keeps pushing. As it gets closer to coming out it appears to be slightly wider than Baron Nashor’s tentacles.

So this is what the size-changing slime was for. You realize as the object finally makes its way out that it’s an egg, larger than both your fists together. Before long another one starts forcing its way out, slightly easier than the last due to how loose his hole has become.

Baron Nashor sends two tentacles onto Warwick’s chest, just as a white liquid begins to shoot out of his nipples, and quickly catches it inside his tentacle mouth. A third egg comes out, followed by a fourth until finally, six eggs lay by Warwick’s feet.

Warwick’s hole stops twitching suggesting that he’s done laying eggs, and he finally passes out, not aware as Baron Nashor uses two final tentacles to scoop up the eggs and wander off, leaving you alone with the cum covered wolf beast.