Bed bound

When you finally come to, you find yourself alone in a bed in a dank, sparsely furnished, room. You try to get up but quickly realize your arms and legs are chained to the bed. "Hello? Is anyone around?" You call out but to no reply. After a few tense minutes of wondering what to do, the door across from you opens up and Prince Brynn squeezes his way through. "Silence, -Bruarp- pet." he spits as he slowly lumbers closer to the bed. "-wheeze- Your pathetic -Uuarp- length isn't nearly enough to serve me..." All you can do is lay there indignantly as your shaft starts to go hard again from the degradation. "But, I sampled the sad little load you came on my glorious fur earlier," His fattened face creeps into a hungry smile as he wraps his meaty paw, well lubricated with his own sweat, around your shaft and starts to stroke it. "And I need more." He growls hungrily as he continues to stroke you off faster. All you can do is squirm and moan helplessly beneath him, you know this is wrong but you don't want him to stop. It isn't long before you groan as your cock shudders and spits out a few thick ropes of cum onto the tiger's paw. Brynn growls with anticipation as he lifts his cum covered paw up to his mouth and slowly licks it clean right in front of you. He purrs with contentment, the first time you've ever seen him actually happy with something, but it's short lived as quickly his face settles back into his usual scowl of greedy discontent.

"But this isn't nearly enough for your king..." He rumbles as he traces his bloated paw up and down your flabby naked body "you have to grow much larger before you're a proper cow." He licks his lips as he gropes your pillowy moob and draws a small vial of yellow liquid from one of his folds. His paw feels its way up your chest to your mouth where he coaxes it open. You whimper a bit as you see the predatory lust in Brynn's golden eyes peering down at you and he growls. "Don't disrespect my generosity. Most pets don't even get their own bed, let alone their own room. Be grateful for my boundless charity" He chastises you as he removes the stopper from the vial and forces it into your mouth. You grimace as the oily liquid touches your tongue. It tastes awful, like salty metal, but you have **** to swallow it all. You try your best to get the taste out of your mouth but it stubbornly lingers on your tongue. "Get used to it, pet, because from now on you'll be drinking one of these potions every day." Brynn comments with morbid enjoyment. Soon, you feel a hot sensation spread through your body, as if your whole body were being roasted in an oven, and your cock begins to grow in size. The growth feels euphoric, stimulating your cock until it's rock hard again. You feel like you're going to cum again but sadly you seem to be tapped out for right now. When it's all done your cock is over twice it's original size. "Hmph, a decent start but there's still a long way to go until you're a proper size, cow." Brynn says as he puts the empty vial away and picks up a dingy bucket with a large wooden spoon in it.

"Of course, you have to grow more than just your little prick." He says and gives your belly a harsh shake. "The other pets will take care of your feeding but today I'll see to it personally." He stares down at you expecting some sort of response but you're at a complete loss for words at the moment. Brynn growls impatiently "Show some gratitude, Cow, your king is blessing you with his personal feeding."

"T-thank you, my Lord!" you blurt out without thinking.

Brynn purrs and gives you a toothy smile, "Good, you're learning to be a proper pet. Now open wide." He demands and you comply as he scoops up a big spoonful of the thick pale yellow slop from the bucket and forces it into your mouth, getting it all over your face in the process. It's some kind of mixture of sugar and lard, buttery and sweet, it's surprisingly palatable. You can't help but let out a moaning "Mmm" as you swallow and Brynn's predatory smile seems to deepen. "Enjoy it, Cow, because this is all you'll be eating from now on." He remarks as he takes another giant spoonful and feeds it to you. Scoop by scoop he pushes more into your maw and you find yourself eating it voraciously, not caring as it gets smeared around your face and spilled on your chest. Eventually it's all gone and you're left moaning with your stomach feeling like it's about to burst. "Good Cow, if you keep eating like this, you'll be a proper cow in no time." Brynn says as he rubs your painfully overfull belly, causing you to groan before a loud belch erupts from your sloppy mouth.