The Dogwarts Dildo

(css: "font-size: 150%;")[The Dogwarts Dildo] ''Ship:'' Treebark ''Characters:'' Ren, Martyn, Cleo, Captain Sparklez ''All Route Tags:'' Crack Treated Seriously, Puppy Play, Dildos, Praise Kink ''Route 1 Tags:'' N/A ''Route 2 Tags:'' Plushophilia, Magic, Pirates, Fairies, Pirate Fairies, Alternate Universe - Pinocchio Elements, Milking, Transformation, Webkinz Milk Cat, Catboys (BB Theme), Remember to Hydrate (BB Theme) ''Route 3 Tags:'' Plushophilia ''Route 4 Tags:'' Anal Sex ''Route 5 Tags:'' Knots, One Part Slime-Based Mold Where A One Part Slime-Based Mold Should NOT Go, Anal Sex, Wet & Messy, Remember to Hydrate (BB Theme) ''Route 6 Tags:'' Oral Knotting A gift from me, (link: "RedstoneBug")[(goto-url: 'https://archiveofourown.org/users/RedstoneBug')] to you, (link: "Medusa")[(goto-url: 'https://archiveofourown.org/users/antimony_medusa')] ^^(Sorry I'm not good enough with Twine OR HTML to figure out why I couldn't link your full user)^^ [[The first thing a marketing team needs is... a plan->Planning]]

And with that, the dogwarts dildo was never made. THE END (Good Ending)

"Fuck, Martyn, //my Hand//," Ren panted, his dick wet from Martyn's mouth, and from the cum pouring down his throat. Martyn didn't let up. But it's //knot// like he could. Ren's knot expanded to fill Martyn's mouth completely, and he had to breathe through his nose to make sure to swallow everything. Ren pet his hair in one hand, and wiped tears away with another. "You're beautiful. I lov–" THE END (Knot an Ending)

The night was clear, in terms of mobs, the sky, //and// Ren's plans. So, he did what any good doggy would do, and devised a plan to take over the world... or something of that nature. He called Martyn into the basement with a holler. The poor guy probably thought they'd be playing, due to the hard-on he sported when he came down. "What's up, puppy?" "Not now, me Hand. We have important matters to discuss..." Ren trailed off. "Like what, m'lord?" Martyn asked with bated breath. "Like the future of our kingdom... Our empire, Martyn! Imagine all the things we could sell! Dogwarts t-shirts, dogwarts pride flags... you name it!" Martyn considers this, before tuning into the watchers and listeners. "Well, what about [[marketable plushies]]? Or hell, I dunno, [[dildos]]? Or we could just [[not make anything->Good Ending]]. That's a very real possibility."

"Plushies! A wonderful idea, me Hand." Ren pulled out his communicator and dialed Cleo. "Cleooo! You sew, right?" "Yes? Did someone's arm fall off or something?" A tinny voice came from his device. "No, no, it's just... Martyn and I had an idea! We're thinking about creating plushies for our empire. Would you be interested?" Cleo barely gave it any thought, and replied, "You know I wouldn't do it for free, right?" "Of course not! Just come on over and, I don't know, work your magic! We'll split the profits equally." "Fine," Cleo replied, clearly packing up whatever they were doing on the other end. "I'll be over in a day or so with mockups... Are you thinking about a [[Martyn plush]] or a [[Ren plush->Plush Ending]]?"

Ren blanked. "What did you just say?" Martyn sighed. "Dildos, my liege. You ever hear of them?" "Now now, Martyn, I know what dildos are. I just... I can't //fathom// the possibilities! They're endless!" Ren's tail started wagging uncontrollably. "We could have red ones, we could have white ones, we could have ones with a dogwarts banner pattern... Hell, we could even have [[knotting ones]], and [[ones that shoot cum]]! "What do you think?"

"What do I think?" Martyn was flushed head to toe, like some vtuber model. "Well, it's a great idea for starters... I just think the knotting ones would be particularly fun." Ren smirked. "You just want a piece of me to take with you once the series is over, huh?" "Well..." "It's cute!" Ren rushed to explain. "We're going to need [[a mold of me]] though... [[Would you do the honors in preparing me]]?"

"Well, ones that come sound delightful... I'd love to be filled up like that, my liege." Ren smirked, a playful look crossing his face. "So... would you like to give me a test ride? Just to compare and contrast? I know you're all pent up, I'm sorry for that." Martyn leaned down and gave Ren a kiss. "Please." So Ren got the lube out, and poured a bit onto his hands, fingering Martyn quickly and thoroughly, before [[sticking his dick inside him->Cum Ending]].

"A mold of you? What, you want me to pour slime on your dick and wait for it to harden? Then what?" Martyn asked, confused. "...Then we can lavacast it." "That sounds rough to play with, my liege." Ren chuckled, "Well? If they think that, they can just get some of the real thing." Ren whipped it out, and asked Martyn with a heady look in his eyes, "Would you do the honors of [[getting me ready for the mold->Wet Ending]]?"

"Y-yes of course," Martyn rushed to look through their many chests for slime. While he watched Martyn, he stroked himself hard and fast, enough for his knot to form. Martyn brought over the slime balls with a spring in his step, and, with little debate, popped one open, letting the goo spill from the outer film holding it together. "Are you ready my liege?" Martyn asked. Ren growled in response. "Don't touch me more than necessary. I will come if you do." "Got it, boss." Martyn spread the slime onto Ren's cock clinically, leaving it there to harden. Now cold, Ren opened his arms for Martyn to rush into, but he didn't choose to follow. Not this time. Martyn laughed. "Boss, I have slime all over my hands." "Not a worry, come here," Ren made a grabbing motion to Martyn, who, after not much debate, went into Ren's arms to warm him up. Martyn's slimy hands reached around Ren, hugging him from the side. Ren could feel his cock perking up at the feeling of the slime covering him, despite the cold. "Do you think I could fuck you like this?" Martyn moaned into his neck. "Like what?" Ren rutted up into Martyn's thigh, spreading the slime on it messily. "With me hard and dripping with slime. I could fuck your pretty little hole full of it." Martyn ground backwards, his pants growing damp from the contact with the slime. "Yes. You could, my liege," Martyn panted. "I'd like that very much." "Get undressed then," Ren spoke into his ear, and Martyn quickly followed suit. "Good boy..." Ren admired him for a moment, before Martyn spoke, "Please, m'lord. You're already dripping, I'm sure I don't need any prep." "Mmmyes, I'm sure you don't..." Ren trailed off, grabbing Martyn's hips, and thrusting himself in. The slime had already formed a bit of a film between his cock and the air, so it almost felt like he was fucking Martyn with a condom... a very wet condom. But it felt good nonetheless. He reached his hand around to Martyn's cock, tugging at it a few times to watch him squirm. "I'm going to knot you. Alright?" Martyn nodded shakily, so Ren did, thrusting himself in even deeper. He nearly came on the spot. "//Fuck//, my liege, please come in me, I'm close, I'm–" Ren spilled, filling Martyn up with slime and cum. However, when the slime finally hardened enough to peel off, Ren noticed many holes in the mold. They'd just have to do it again, he promised himself. THE END (Remember to Hydrate Ending)

"Yes, my lord," Martyn knelt down and grabbed Ren's cock in his hand, pumping it clinically and methodically. Yet, his words did not match his hand. "You're doing so good for me, puppy..." Ren's tail thumped behind him. "Am I?" "Of course," Martyn said. "Will you still be good if I..." Martyn went down on Ren, all the way to the base of his cock. While Ren knew his cock wasn't all that long, he made up for it in girth, especially when his knot formed. He whimpered, wondering what Martyn was planning. Martyn licked along the shaft as he pulled off a bit, before going back down on him with vigor. Ren could feel his knot forming, and he tried telling Martyn, but he wouldn't let up. Surely, Martyn couldn't take Ren's knot... not in his mouth, at the very least. Ren shuddered, and prepared to knot Martyn's mouth. He thrust a bit himself, Martyn taking it beautifully. Just needing a bit more stimulation and– "[[Ah!->Knot an Ending]]" Ren cried.

A/N: Below is a poem I crafted for this choose your own adventure! Enjoy! Roses are red, Violets are blue, Treebark is canon, Now have a link too.

Seeing as there wasn't water nearby, he had the wonderful idea to start lapping up the semen inside the Martyn plushie's hole. He licked up in broad stripes, and started to thrust his tongue inside, licking everything he could out. It wasn't until he saw the plushie //itself// come that he figured something was up. "Martyn? Is that you?" No response. Obviously. But the plushie's cock spurted a few more times, and Ren wished for Martyn to return. With a hint of stardust, Martyn appeared in his arms. "//Fuck// Ren, that was so hot..." Martyn groaned. "But next time, I want to do it to you, yeah?" Ren just chuckled. "Noted." THE END (Milk Sog Ending)

Martyn butted in to say, "I think we'd like the Martyn plush" before Ren could say anything contrary. "Got it," Cleo stated. "I'll start trying out some things, and I'll be over soon." "Thank you Cleo! You're the best!" Ren's tail stayed flat, and Martyn sighed. "Sorry, were you hoping to have a plush of yourself?" "Yes, but," Ren started, and didn't finish. "No, go on," Martyn said. "We could do both once the series is over. Hell, maybe we'll have new designs to work with at that point." "Mmmyes, maybe." Ren considered this for a moment. "I do wish for you to be a plushie, me Hand. I just wish to have a plush of my own even more." In his Red King accent, he tried to infuse comedy into the situation, but... [[something strange happened]].

"A Ren plush, of course," Ren replied. "I am the king after all." Martyn watched as Ren's tail thumped back and forth across the chair he was sitting on, and smiled. "As long as I get my time with my puppy, I'm happy." He scratched Ren's head, kissing him on his crown. Ren leaned into it, accepting the attention and heard Cleo clearing their throat on the call. "Ah, sorry Cleo!" Ren perked back up. "No worries," they said, deadpan. "So I'll work on drafting up a Ren plushie design. How does that sound?" "Perfect! Love your face. Mwah!" Ren kissed the communicator, and hung up. "You'll have a new toy to play with soon, me Hand. How does that sound?" Martyn kissed him again. "Perfect." THE END (This Ending Could've Been Better, but I was Plushed For Time)

"It's me!" A sparkly pirate fairy fell from the sky. "Captain Sparklez, at your service. I heard you wanted a plush of your own?" Ren blinked, looking over at Martyn, who just shrugged. "Yes...?" "Wish granted! Have a nice day :D" the pirate fairy, or Captain Sparklez as he called himself, flew off. And [[Ren was left looking at a Martyn plush]] in his wake.

Ren inspected the plush, turning it around, wondering where Martyn went. "Martyn?" he called. No response. But as he turned the plush over, he noticed a damp spot on the plush's pants. "What..?" he muttered, pulling the pants down to find a soft, plush hole and cock. He chuckled to himself. He supposed the fairy granted his wish, his deeper desire, which was to fuck Martyn. Granted, he'd done so many times before this, but it didn't hurt to try again... And when Martyn came back, he was sure that this catboy plush of Martyn would turn on the //real// Martyn enough to fuck him too. Ren undressed, and worked his way inside the plush. "//Fuck// you're tight, aren't you?" he laughed, and stilled once he got all the way in. "Why am I talking to a plush..." He fucked himself into it, using it like a fleshlight, and came quickly with a shout. He thought him shouting would alert Martyn to come down but... no dice. So he did it again. And again. And again, until he started to get dehydrated, so [[he took a breather->Milk Sog Ending]].

Ren shot his load then and there, leaving Martyn thoroughly dissatisfied. So with Ren's cum dripping down his thighs, he scooped it up, and thrust it into Ren's hole. "Martyn!" Ren howled from overstimulation. "Shh... I promise I'll go slow, puppy." Martyn lined his dick up to Ren's hole, and slowly moved inside. It was too much, and yet... not enough for Ren. He needed Martyn to fuck him like he meant it. "Come on, come on, come on Martyn," Ren panted. "You want it?" Ren nodded quickly, so Martyn did just that. He pulled out, and thrust back in, deep. "Good boy, you're such a good boy for me..." "Am I?" Ren whined, and Martyn kissed his tears away. "You are," he told him and with one final thrust, Martyn spilled inside Ren. Ren panted. "We're going to have to model this dildo after you I think." "Why's that?" "Just... look," Ren spread his legs, thick cum trailing down his legs. "You filled me up good." Martyn kissed him again. "I see. Well, I'm glad we decided on it." And with that, our story has... (Cum To An End)