This is what happens when you don't obey your gator masters.

Alec groaned helplessly as that fat reptilian cock sank deep into his warm ass, the wolf's walls molding perfectly to the rubbery green dick that would be his undoing. Despite his attempt to resist, as inch upon inch of that womanizing organ filled him beyond what he could have ever thought possible, his own, obviously smaller, obviously inferior, little cock began to inflate as the scaled brute half thrusted, half tugged Ale onto his awaiting erection. Again. And again. And again, until Ale's body quivered, his cock twitching frantically from the pleasure of that bloated tool wedged beneath his tail. His thighs dangling over his would-be lover's tree-trunk like legs, one last tug had Alec squealing like a girl, shooting his thin watery load as the vile gator grunted beneath him and gushed his potent semen into the wolf's hot melty interior. The gator snickered and toyed with Alecrast's recently pierced nipples, the jade jewels that dangled from each signifying his place amongst their breeding stock. His head swam with lewd thoughts as pints of tar-thick gator seed teased his insides, each new tingle of warmth in his belly erasing decades of masculinity and replacing it with an inescapable need for more of that dominant reptilian dickmeat.