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Life aboard the Rhodes Island landship could be...interesting at times given the occupants' wide variety of backgrounds and personalities. This is but one story of their proclivities.
Operator Enya Silverash, codename Pramanix, wakes up with a sleepy and half hearted yawn. Shes missed her alarm (again), but it's fine since she has nothing important until later. With that she snuggles back into the covers, content to just lie there for a while. A rumble from her belly reminds her otherwise…the beast must be fed. Her comfy pillows and blankets try to persuade her to stay and snuggle until later but hunger motivates her. So she slowly dresses herself, wonders why she still bothers, and leaves to start her day.
To her this stay at Rhodes island is sort of a vacation. Her life at Kjerag as the Karlan Saintess tended to be incredibly stressful and at times terribly frustrating. But here, despite the risk of a catastrophe, she was pleasantly relaxed most of the time.
In the mess hall she heads straight for the line to grab some food. A few crepes, fruits, toast, an omelet, buttered toast, milk and some juice accompany her to a table near a wall where she sits spread legged. The breakfast rush had filled the room a few hours before, but now maybe twenty sit and dine. While she eats her thoughts drift to what she might be doing had she been back home. Perhaps leading in prayer or performing a ritual. By themselves she doesn't mind her duties, but at times they add and add to seemingly endless tasks. Due to this she had to find a way of destressing.
That happened to be...well masturbation. Now given her layers of clothing to combat the harsh cold back home one would think she could discreetly pleasure herself without hassle. This isn't the case for the Karlan priestess.
With her belly full she sighs in pleasure and happily swishes her tail, preparing to go back to sleep before she feels a familiar tingle in her loins. Licking her lips she blushes while bringing her left hand down, slowly brushing her fingers across her soft dress until it touches sweaty blue panties. Underneath her beast lay across her left leg. Despite liking the warmth and comfort that came with her undergarment, its tightness could bring discomfort when she was “in the mood”. Hooking her finger under the elastic band she slowly peels the moist fabric from the side of her penis, allowing the sweaty thing a taste of fresh air. When the moist fabric finally reaches the end it pulls on her foreskin until it’s freed with a wet “schlick!” as her dick is finally released. It flops down and splatters the ground with thick drops of precum which adds to the haze of lust spreading quickly.
Next the priestess focuses on releasing her sweat drenched testicles. As she peels her panties away her left testis is first to slide out with a wet “plop!” onto the seat followed by its twin in a similar manner. Finished she lets out a loud sigh of contentment.
Sitting across from the white haired circus of masturbation is her reluctant trainer, Dobermann. Many times she had explained that public masturbation is generally frowned upon. But after the seventh impromptu orgy she decided to just try and mitigate the damage where she could. Sighing she sips her tea and settles in for the show while her left hand slithers down her pants to rub her aching clit while she focuses on the Silverash’s fat dick. Her tongue brushes across her lips leaving a slick trail of saliva as she imagines herself choking on Pramanix’s cock. Breakfast wasn’t planned so this caught her by surprise, but despite how aggravating the menace could be…she did bring excitement to the landship.
Before getting started Pramanix teases her foreskin, pushing and pulling the sensitive flesh until her pink mushroom tip is revealed. The slow flow of syrupy, sweet smelling slime oozing from her urethra has increased and slightly widened as the stuff pushes out. It flows down to her squishy lemon sized balls that pulsate and churn in preparation of releasing a heavy load, then floods around and down to the seat then floor where it accumulates. Dobermann watches intently at the base of Enya’s girlcock, swelling as it pushes untold amounts of salty precum, then she imagines what the Silverash’s asshole must look like as it twitches next to her pulsing taint.
Jealousy wells up within the trainer as she imagines what it must feel and taste like. Her fingers begin to furiously rub her clit as her panties moisten and butterflies dance in her stomach. Suddenly she grits her teeth, arching her back as intense waves of pleasure cascade though her. After several intense moments she regains herself and breathes deeply the pheromone heavy air. The first of many orgasms has wet her panties while her cunt clenches on an imaginary dick. Dobermann stares lewdly, breathing in Pramanix’s potent scent and falling deeper into the spell. She hasn’t noticed the drool on her chin or the fact that operator Lappland has taken a seat next to her.
Pramanix’s breath quickens as her first messy orgasm approaches and aims her penis ahead oblivious to the fact it’s towards the center of the cafeteria, where the other operators sit. A powerful tug pulls her balls towards her crotch and pumps sperm into the base of her cock. Jizz erupts in a long gooey stream across the room, slapping the floor and splattering against Dobermann’s table and its occupants. As the first orgasm fades another starts, draining Enya’s balls and slathering the floor with baby batter.
A powerful, murky tide of musk has overtaken the room. Dobermann, still trying to remain somewhat in control, drags her tongue across her plate where the white slut’s sperm fell. In her mouth she smacks on and swishes around the thick oily load, slowly savoring the taste before swallowing and concentrating on the feeling of the thick load load as it settles in her stomach. But she’s taken away from her thoughts to the sound of Lappland alternating between shoveling cum into her mouth and taking long, loud slurps on white stained table. The lupo groans in pleasure after each delicious taste while infrequently wiping face and getting cum in her left ear and eye. Momentarily Dobermann chastises herself for not doing the same sooner before regaining a sliver of control and continuing to enjoy the Silverash’s essence. Then the duo’s eyes meet.
Lappland sneers and licks with her wide slobbery tongue across the table leaving a trail of spittle and sperm before sucking up a small syrupy puddle, taking pleasure in Dobermann’s obvious envy. The perro’s pride fights with her desperation for a better taste before eventually losing. Slowly after breaking eye contact, Dobermann leans down to take a tentative lick, followed by a deeper tongue stroke to relish the sweet flavor and aroma. This time she notices when a new operator arrives. Aurora almost takes a seat in front of Dobermann before a growl changes her mind.
Now with the first load out of the way, Enya breathes deep and with a lusty smile begins again. Still holding her slick sloppy cock she waggles it a bit, sending globs of white goop to the ground. Wiggling her phat ass to try and find a more comfortable position her scrotum slides from the seat, dangling lewdly as a mixture of sweat and semen slide off. Then with delicate familiarity her left forefinger slides beneath her foreskin and swirls around the glans making it twitch.
Delicately she bites her tongue and remembers something she forgot. Quickly her right hand slides back into her dress to fondle herself. Roughly she handles her left breast, thumbing her nipple back and forth. But she needs more she realizes and an idea strikes her. With her right hand she grips her dick, slathering it with fuck sludge as her cock drools it’s contents. Now properly lubed she guides her hand back inside her dress and wipes it across her tits.
Before her nipples had poked and shown through her dress as she doesn’t wear bras. Now it's drenched in musky sweat and lotion-like semen, clunging stickily to her breasts. She pinches and fingers her bright pink nipples, sliding between both and rubbing her slippery body. When she spread thin her lube, she returns to her crotch to fondle the fertile warm and frothy broth steaming the air around her crotch. Before returning the hand to her chest she brings it up and sniffs it deeply, shuddering in delight before wiping her breasts again.
As she pinches and prods her breasts she also gropes and squeezes her slippery cock. By now it was engorged and tall, though still soft to the touch. Slipping up to grasp her foreskin she pulls it down while her grip massages the entire length of her cock down to the base. Reversing her pull she grips harder on her way up unleashing a massive dollop of precum that washes over her hand, then penis and drips down her sack. Her fingers swish and swirl on the bulbous head of her cock. She brushes a finger over her overflowing dick slit several times before inserting her finger down with a fluid squeak past her second knuckle. Shivers travel through her and she shudders in delight. Next time she may start with that she thinks as her second orgasm begins.
This time she angles her cock towards her face and opens her mouth. Her tongue lulls out its full length of six inches, half the length of her cock, and drips her slobber down onto her already wet breasts. Once again her body reflexively pumps rope after rope of fertile sperm, bathing herself in juicy seed and clinging to her hair. Plump testicles crunch themselves and squeeze into her groin as she ejaculates and drinks in her slutty fill. Her fluffy tail swishes in delightful yet manic twitches, unable to figure out how to express itself.
Across the cum stained floor Dobermann lays belly down on the bench where she had sat, burrowing her tongue deep inside Aurora’s cunt. Her nose rubs against clit and soft snowy pubic hair as she flirts with the woman’s womb entrance. Above Lara holds onto the perro’s head almost for dear life as she shivers and shudders, racked by another orgasm that shakes her melon sized tits sending girlcum all over the woman deep inside her vagina. Behind Dobermann, or rather on top, Lappland has wrapped her arms underneath and cradles the bottom’s breasts as she animalistically humps her. The half-crazed lupo whimpers low as her hips give quick little thrusts, breeding with the Perro, trying her hardest to get her pregnant. Wet slippery squelches slurp themselves out each time Lappland’s hips slap against her partner’s bubbly butt, drenched with a foamy mixture of sweat, cum and saliva. Deep within the perro the lupo’s cockhead kisses a squishy womb, already gushing with seed inside, and spurts a powerful length of sperm. Aurora, seized by momentary clarity, blushes as her right hand slides down past Dobermann’s head, sliding against Lappland’s face and beneath her shirt to feel a stiff nipple on her palm. Then slowly she lifts, annoying the lupo until they meet face to face. Grinning cockily, Saluzzo licks her fat sloppy tongue across Lara’s face, smearing it with saliva, then into the ursus’s mouth and down her throat. Aurora surrendered almost instantly, rolling her eyes back as shes dominated. Before the intruder reaches her stomach she retreats leaving globs of spittle between them. With a last wink the lupo bends down and goes back to bucking her hips into the moaning lady underneath her.
Back at Enya's table both hands now occupy her penis. Her left strokes, pulling her foreskin back and forth in a blissful cycle of ecstacy. Occasionally she'll pinch the end and pull to bully her cock until her grip slips. With her right she rubs her glans with soft touches from her fingers. Precum forms an endless stream that trickles and tickles down to her dangling ballsack. A puddle of love juices leak to the floor surely to be the cause for a premature ejaculation somewhere in the future.
She's not unaware of her affect on others. She views the aftermath of her many sessions as a "blessing" to those around. Some even see it that way given that a few pregnancies are a result of her being around. Others, like Doberman, view her public displays as unnecessarily lewd. Much to her chagrin when it happens.
Continuing to pleasure herself, Pramanix frees her left hand to grope her slippery breasts. Roughly she presses her palm against her breast and swirls, then tweaks the nipple devilishly with all her fingers making her gasp and moan. As she moves to the other soft slick fabric brushes against her pert nipples adding a new sense of relief. By now the Silverash was nearing her limit. But she still felt a bit as if her current method to reach orgasm was...inadequate.
Releasing her dribbling girlcock she takes a few moments to appreciate the scene. Several operators were either several knuckles deep in their cunts or stroking themselves (Sometimes both) with their precum or sometimes another’s. A few noticed her noticing them with varying reactions.
Dobermann, now sitting while fingering Aurora, starts to growl but is cut short as the Ursus begins knuckle fucking her tight hole, making the perro bite her tongue and tremble in pleasure. As the trainer slumps over in ecstasy, Aurora then lays back on the bench with her shorts at her left ankle moaning loudly and masturbating. Her left hand two fingers deep and massaging her slick inner walls while the opposite hand furiously rubs her abused clitiris. Lappland takes this time to crawl on top of, then inside Lara as they both sloppily orgasm. A bit more controlled the time, the lupo brings her muscular ass back to just the tip of her pale length, then plunges inside, squirting sperm out from Aurora’s vagina. Each thrust she ejaculates just a bit, howling her pleasure occasionally as she pretends to fuck Texas. The other operators were in various sexual positions while voyeurists pleasured themselves.
From lack of attention, Enya’s dick squirts a fat glob of fluid straight onto the priestess's cheek which she dutifully licks up. The taste is slightly salty, but that gives her an idea. Leaning down she's thankful she has such a long penis as her glans is close enough for her to feel her own breath. Her breasts squish out and around her girth as she admires herself. Starting with a gentle kiss she presses her soft lips against the tip, savoring the smooth texture of her own lips. Her tongue slowly snakes and slimes its way underneath her foreskin to taste her own intense flavor. She and swirls getting lost in the sensations. Teasing her urethra always causes a healthy amount of her fluid to squirt in or around her mouth. Below her towning phallus both hands squish and knead her soft, chunky orbs. Each squeeze forces out more musky gunk from the top of her mushroom cockhead. Pramanix frantically laps the top of her penis like a thirsty cat, awkwardly sticking her tongue inside her cock when an urge takes her. Flicking her tongue against the delicate flesh drives her further down as she continues flexing the muscle left and right, bulging her cock lewdly as her viscous liquids spew out her urethra, making the white flood slosh along her cheeks.
She can tell she won't last much longer as the deep warm fluttering in her chest can’t take much more. Before finishing herself off she takes one last look around.
Lappland still humps Aurora like a horny dog, but behind her Dobermann has procured a purple dildo from somewhere and rams it into the wolf bitch’s asshole. The Lupo doesn’t know how to feel as her prostate squeezes fat wads of spermy baby batter that erupts into the needy womb of the Ursus below her. Languidly the Saluzzo thrusts as Dobermann presses her g-spot causing her to thrust more. It feels good, but the submissive emotions confuse Lappy. Instead she licks Aurora’s cheek affectionately, slobbering her face with pent up happiness. The subby Ursus loudly pants, trying to help out her breeder by gyrating her hips in tune with the humps as she’s filled over and over, desperate for more.
Finally Pramanix decides that it’s time. Lovingly she laps her glans and swirls around, underneath and briefly inside her salty tip. Kneading her sensitive swollen nuts with her right hand, she gently strokes up and down her cock with her right, gripping just enough to feel herself until she can take no more and embraces the climax.
It starts when Enya’s groin guzzles up plump blobs of sperm from her twitching swollen testicles, packing her vas deferens with as much as it would allow and flooding the base of her cock. Her anus twitches in tune with the pulsing of her taint, her dick swells and pushes the most potent batch of seed yet out of Pramanix’s stretched dickhole. Visible lumps inflate up her penis as it stretches to accommodate the sheer amount of sperm surging up until the contents erupt out in a hail of fertility. Enya's orgasms are always messy with seemingly gallons of semen splattering out all over the place.
During the powerful nutting she can do nothing but ride out the experience. It usually lasts around three minutes but has gone until thirty after a lengthy period without touching herself. Until the climax is over she's only halfway aware of her surroundings.
This time her blissful session lasts five minutes. When she regains full consciousness the aftermath reveals the table and the area around her covered in thick ropes of cum. The aura of her musk now seems to cover the entire mess hall as it's been evacuated of anyone not currently touching themselves. A few groups still fuck away as enjoys the view. She smiles to herself as this seems to be a first. Looking down at her now half flaccid cock it drools seed still, as it will for the next half hour. Her dress is utterly drenched in her milky sweet smelling ejaculate, which she slightly regrets doing as now she'll have to get it cleaned. Or not...she doesn't mind the smell.
Satisfied, Enya gets up with her tray, noting that Aurora has passed out next to Lappland and Doberman has left. She drops the finished meal off and exits. Several operators pass her giving her questionable stares as their faces turn red and race off to hidden places. She smiles wider.
The doctor will probably hear about this but that's fine. They're the horniest person she's ever met and that's saying something. Without further ado Pramanix continues with her lusty musky haze to her room for a nap.

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Life aboard the Rhodes Island landship could be...interesting at times given the occupant’s wide variety of backgrounds and personalities. This is but one story of their proclivities.
Operator Semony, codename Gravel, in her off time found herself skulking through the landship in search of hidden alcoves or cubbies. She wasn't hiding from anyone, it was just a hobby of hers. That and looking for other places to hide.
Squeezing into one of her favorite spots she heaved a sigh of relief as this was somewhat difficult to get into. Totally worth it tho, she smiles widely after her brief respite then begins undressing. The reason this spot was so special was that it was one of her hidden cubbies she kept her "toys" in. Dildos, strap ons and vibrators of various sizes and sexual equipment of random shapes. Ever since she lost a single bottle of lube she decided it was necessary to create various caches for her lewd objects.
Anywho this particular little hidey hole happened to be where she kept her mini-vibes. Nice little pill sized vibrating capsules she liked to attach to her balls. But her collection could be bigger, though it would encounter a problem of hers. With a lick of her lips and a sigh of relief she removes her panties and laments the fact she can’t use a fleshlite.
Now you didn't misread. I said use. For you see this operator has a size problem. It wasn't that she was too big, but that she was a bit on the smaller end of the dick spectrum. Was she four inches? Maybe three? Nope! Operator Gravel happened to be the owner of a penis half an inch long. Part of it was covered by foreskin so half of her little pink cockhead was barely visible. From her own examinations, her testicles were of normal size. The head of her penis, which is all of it really, was probably only a bit below what the average head size of a cock should be. She slithers her right forefinger to swirl around under her foreskin in recognition of her genitals.
But that was quickly forgotten. Despite her size predicament she still liked it! The cute little nub still brought her loads of fun along with her precious sensitive prostate. It also made it really easy to hide an erection. Especially when she was around the doctor.
As she fantasizes about the hooded figure, shivering occasionally, she attaches little vibes to her balls in a mesh pouch. Just to test, she flicks a switch and gasps in delight. Her testicles felt tickled and sorta massaged with itty bitty precision. Perfect. Maybe she should get some vibrating panties and give the switch to the doctor, or better yet hide it on his person to where he accidentally activates somehow. A bit of precum escapes her tip just thinking of it.
But that wasn't the end. Just like her hair, she has a pink vibrating dildo that tickles her prostate just right. She creamed herself many times with it shoved up her ass, bullying her prostate into submission till it flooded her panties with steamy white cream. Once in her hands she admires the veiny silicone phallus. After kissing the tip she licks it, covering it in saliva then embraces it in her mouth. It easily touches the end of her throat a few times as she bobs her head, before she decides it's adequately slick before presenting it to her peach colored anus.
Normally she'd tease her slutty wrinkled asshole, then lube and prep herself for insertion, but she was feeling quite excited this time. Laying against fluffy white pillows she spreads her legs, lightly brushing the dildo against her ballsack until she lines it up against her squishy anus. With a push she punches past her sphincter and smacks into her prostate with the pink rod. A bolt of pleasure tingles up her spine as she grits her teeth. Her diminutive cock pulses, squirting seed out like a tiny geyser. Legs quivering, eyes shuttering, she smiles dumbly as she’s struck by waves of pleasure. Tiny aftershocks quiver her legs and clench her toes as she regains control of herself.. She smiles happily as spittle trails down her face, dripping down to her pert breasts. Thankfully she has pillows which keep her safe, her orgasms are intense which makes the small space a bit dangerous.
But as she enjoys the moment, her phone rings and with great annoyance she checks her messages to find she's needed for bodyguard detail. Apparently Shirayuki caught a cold or something, leaving her precious doctor completely defenseless! Okay it's not actually that dire but still how dare she! With a huff and a sigh she redresses and prepares for duty. But she leaves her anal toy inside just in case she wants to have a little fun.
~Later~
It's been hours but finally the paperwork is finished. Getting up the doctor groans and stretches his back, producing several pops echoing around the room. Gravel says nothing, but secretly plots against that bitch Kal'tsit for making her doctor work this late. Wordlessly, feet dragging every inch the doctor approaches a couch in the office's corner and collapses into a deep slumber. One would think them dead if not for the slow rising and falling of their chest. Gently the pink haired operator drapes a blanket over the sleeping one and turns the lights off save for a small lamp in the corner. She then takes her post sitting on a comfy chair across from him. For a while she's content with reading his books and playing phone games, but after a while temptation gets the better of her. After a full five and half minutes since he dozed off the knight decides to congratulate herself for her patience.
One of Gravel's other favorite past times is watching the doctor, along with smelling him and touching him. A problem she may have, she thinks, but cares not. Being with the doctor is one of her greatest joys. She only hopes one day they can be closer. Specifically with him on top of her, balls deep, spanking her and insulting her tiny little cock. She shudders with perverse delight, imagining the sight.
Oh no. Looks like she's horny now. Well there's an easy way to fix this.
Grinning impishly she retrieves the controls to her mini vibe and activates it on. Trembling slightly she pokes at her crotch while imagining what the doctor would do if he were to wake.
First he'd wake, slowly gaining awareness before he noticed a small buzzing before being startled by the audacity of his bodyguard. She’d feign surprise as she sat presenting herself while he gaped at her nakedness. Her little nublet would twitch and spurt a pathic amount of precum across her legs making her blush in shame. Then he'd contront and touch her, grabbing her breasts and kneading them roughly, feeling the nipples harden until he tore the spandex off leaving her exposed. His hood would come off revealing his soft features before gingerly suckling her tits. She'd sheepishly warn him of being caught, but he wouldn't care. His hands would begin trailing downwards, tickling her belly, making her quiver until he reached her crotch. "How lewd" he'd remark feeling the small vibrations on her sack as he groped her testicles. She'd blush, as he noticed how small she was as he smirks in superiority.
As he explored her, she'd do the same. Unzipping his coat would reveal his slim form, while not large he would still be big enough to dominate her. Removing his pants to find him without underwear would surprise her. "Good doctor, I'm not the only lewd one am I?" she'd say grinning as his hard member sprang forth. His seven - no screw it- nine inch cock would completely overshadow her tiny one.
Outside her imagination her eyes close while she moves her spandex covering aside to prod her nub. Her index finger swirls around her glans, coating it in a generous amount of her sticky precum. As her ears twitch while listening to her doctor breathing softly, she touches herself. She licks her lips and imagines what it would be like to kiss his penis. To breathe in his undiluted musk. One day, she tells herself, she'll have him all to herself. Until then, this will have to do, that and the shirt she took to smell on occasion.
Back in her fantasy they'd advance to her laying back on the couch, legs spread. His length would prod her ass, smearing it with precum, teasing her until she'd beg him to enter her. His gaze would pierce straight into her heart and he'd kiss her. Then she'd lose control, moaning into his mouth, tasting his tongue, uncaring when he would enter. He'd master and control her, grabbing her back and lifting her waist to better penetrate. She’d yelp, shudder and spit as she climaxes out of control and ejaculates a modest string of sperm. When she finally settles down her eyes would open to find him leering down at her, like a toy to be played with. To be dominated and used.
The deeper Gravel is engrossed in fantasy the closer she nears her limit, but as her daydream evolves the less attention she’s paying. She doesn’t notice the doctor's breathing slowly change from restful inhales to conscious breathing. Still waking up he isn't quite sure what he’s hearing as he turns on the couch to look around. Sitting opposite him, his faithful bodyguard lay with her legs spread over the couch’s arms, plump balls out jiggling as she fingers her foreskin covered dicklet, still with her eyes closed. "Wait a minute!" he thinks "Only I'm allowed to do that in my office!" before groggily sitting up and trying to figure out if what he was seeing was real.
Buried in her own little world, Semony imagines the Doctor mounting and pushing her knees against her shoulders, bucking his hips wildly to fuck her anal passage. Her shameless squeaks and brazen moans would echo throughout the landship, letting everyone know of the Doctor’s conquest. Loud fleshy slaps would fill the room as he drilled her, gyrating his cock against her puny prostate as she wailed her pleasure. Then she’d-
Suddenly her cute ears catch the stirring across the room, and Gravel's eyes shoot open. She freezes, witnessing the object of her affection gazing at her. Usually she’d notice his movements and cover herself up, but this time she overdid her daydreams. While she’s fine with him seeing her, she's not too sure how he’ll feel about this revelation.
"Uhm." The doctor clears his throat. "Are you the one that leaves the white stains all over my desk chair?" The silence that followed was tense. Mostly for Gravel since she was now growing angry since the couch was her territory! "Who the fuck dared to commit such lewd acts in her beloved’s office?" she thinks not noticing the irony.
"Do you need a tissue?" The doctor offers seemingly uncaring that his bodyguard was fapping right next to him. Anger quickly forgotten Gravel meekly responds yes before asking if he was mad as she covers herself. "Nah. I kinda figured I'd find you fiddling with yourself one day. Good thing it was me and not Kal'tsit that caught you." He shudders imagining the terrifying prospect of listening to the boring woman’s lectures.
Semony breathes a sigh of relief, taking the tissue. "Have you heard me before? Or seen me?" She asks, halfway wondering if she was losing her sneaky touch. "No. " Is the doctor's nonchalant answer. "I just figured that with the way you talk about me you'd end up spanking it in my office one day. You're not the first I've caught."
Mother fucker. A dangerous red gleam enters her eyes as she begins plotting against whoever dared to disgrace the doctor with their unworthy-
"Hey you okay? You're getting kinda red in the face. Do you need to finish?" The kindly man asks. Dumbstruck she looks at him wondering if she heard right. Was he okay with her doing "this" in his office? Right here next to him?
"M-May I?" She requests as her heart flutters in anticipation of his answer. "Yeah! I can't have my bodyguard stressed out can I?" He affirms.
Biting her lip she uncovers her diminutive penis slick with her precum, and resumes touching herself. Her legs wide as she places her thighs on the armrests once more, but this time to make sure he can get a good look she slides down a bit further. Continuing her lewd act she craves to hear him more.
"Are you surprised to see how small your protector truly is?" She asks, fingering her foreskin and pulling it to show him how truly little she was.
"Kind of. I was wondering why I hadn't seen your erection before."
"Pretty pathetic right?” Blushing and biting her lip she continues ” I bet I bring the landship’s average dick size down quite a bit."
"Of course not! It's unique and incredibly cute.” He cheerfully comments "I like it!"
"You don't have to humor me doctor. I know how pitiful it is." She chastises, hoping to lead him to verbally lash her.
"Don't beat yourself up like this! No one deserves to be made fun of based on penis size."
Cringing slightly at the Doctor’s outburst Gravel ceases her masturbation, unable to take such excessive positivity. Her lips purse as she prepares to ask an awkward favor of her protectee. "Doctor, I know I'm already pushing my luck here. But do you think you could…ya’know…insult me instead?”
His shoulders droop slightly but she's unable to truly tell what he's thinking as he sits hidden behind his visor. For several moments theres a tense weight to the air, before the enigmatic doctor sits up straight, placing his hands on his lap, and stares into her soul.
"Gravel, perhaps I should get a new bodyguard. One that won't disappoint me with how diminutive they are." He states with words dripping of venom. Halfway through she realizes his intention and he continues, "I bet I could flick your tiny little balls and you'd thank me, wouldn't you?"
"Yes please!" She squeals in excitement, giggly and clenching her toes. Her right index finger prods and rubs her glans roughly, spreading the foamy precum all over cochead, crotch and balls. Her left fondles and coddles her scrotum while she locks eyes at him. Her stomach fills with butterflies in anticipation of his savage words "Uh, maybe not this time...bitch." He responds, adding the last bit in to try and satisfy her masochistic desires.
Oh well. She's glad he's playing along as much as he is. She should've known he'd be too nice to do that.
Going lower with her left hand she pokes the toy buried in her mushy, bubbly butt and spreads herself further to make sure he can see every pink little wrinkle and crevice of her anus. Then as she narrows her eyes and licks her lips with a heavy, slobbery “slurp!” she grabs the end of the fleshy dildo and swirls it around, making her hips shake and shiver.
He fidgets some, clearly growing antsy with pent up desire, as she had hoped. Her breath is hot and heavy as she grabs the controls to her device. "Doctor, would you like to play with me?" She teases, waving the remote before her mischievous face. His thumbs twiddle and twee while he looks away but responds, "Maaaybe." Giggling she tosses the controls to him then bites her thumb and looks at him..
"Really making me work for it huh Doc?" She asks, flicking her tongue at him and grabbing her left breast. He shudders while his free hand goes between his legs where she can smell his lust, but he resists and continues.
"If you call making a mockery of yourself work, then yes please proceed. But I have my doubts you can even accomplish that much, especially with that feeble, tiny thing." His answers cut deep gashes of crude emotion and excitement surging through her, tingling her crotch and making her neck hairs stand. "By the way. You're not allowed to cum until I say so."
By now her climax threatened to release and splurt her sperm all over testicles, but she strains against it. Her anus clenches, and she bites her teeth as she forces all her willpower into holding her orgasm in. Only he was allowed to make her erupt, but he wasn't doing anything, not yet at least. A desperate sensation clawed at her, seeking him to turn on her vibrator to torture her prostate with raw pleasure and force her nuts to churn and pulsate. Another feeling, the former’s opposite, squealed madly in love with her mental shackles and the Doctor’s utter domination of her. The feeling was painfully gleeful as she watched him thumbing the controller that was withholding her release. Then torturously slow, he turns the vibe to its lowest setting. Tremors of unrelenting ecstacy rake and pulse from her ass, throwing her senses into a frenzy as her slender body squirms. Just a sliver away her orgasm waits, screaming and begging to be released but she holds it in.Tears well in her eyes as she silently pleads for his approval. But he only sits there unmoving, like a silent statue. So like a good girl she grits her teeth and holds on.
"Does the puny pink haired clit dicked bitch wanna cum?" He mocks cruelly with a monotone whisper, tilting his head as he awaits her reply. Words don’t come naturally as all her will is focused on her crotch and obeying his word. So she blurts out the first thoughts that come to her.
"Y-Y-YES! Fucking PLEASE just let me fucking cum fucking cum fucking CUUUM!" She screams through gritted teeth, pleading with a mixture of passion, pleasure and the primal urge for release. Her resolve crumbles bit by bit every second as she desperately holds herself together. No words come from him as he takes his time, watching her continue her struggle and succumb to her body’s nature desire as she edges herself into madness. He takes a look at a clock absentmindedly, ignoring the woman obediently listening for his smallest of words or signals.
For just a moment she thinks she has everything together, that she can hold out. Then without warning his thumb jabs the controller ramps to its highest setting. The dam breaks holding her nut back and her will completely shatters. She throws her head back, screaming silently as she splurts out her small slimy load, but still her nutsack crunches and leaks her sperm. Her entire body shakes, sloshing her perky tits and jiggling her nipples while her belly tenses and quivers from the power of her mind fucking climax. Pure lust fires through her nerves stimulating an intense warmth within her chest causing her body to tremble uncontrollably. She continues to shoot spermy slut semen until it simply oozes out, leaving her nuts sore and spent. Spittle slides out her mouth as she pants and shakes, trying to regain control and calm her recovering mind.
Throughout her ordeal the doctor had slowly lowered the vibrations of the dildo to make sure the Zalak didn't hurt herself until it was completely turned off. Now as she sat opposite him, tired and half conscious she seemed to be the one in need of watching over. Lifting her from where she sat, he brings her to where he had laid, then gently puts her down before sitting next to her and putting her head on his lap. Gently he pets and comforts her. Minutes pass as she returns to normal and lie there, just looking up at him and smiling. After a deep and fulfilling sigh she licks her lips, closes her eyes and speaks.
"Doctor, I couldn't wait it out." She remarks as he continues petting her.
He doesn't respond immediately, but looks down at her when he does and speaks gently. "Maybe. But I think you deserved it. Just don't tell Kal'tsit about this all, okay?"
"I won't." She promises and lays there in complete bliss. She promises herself that she’s gonna marry him one day...

(Note: Gravel is one of my favorite operators, this is not here to rag on her. It's just a story I wanted to write.)

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Life aboard the Rhodes Island landship could be...interesting at times given the occupants' wide variety of backgrounds and personalities. This is but one story of their proclivities.
Operator Hannah Jackson, Codename Indra, struck a punching bag with deadly force, tearing it apart and spraying the floor with synthetic fiber filling. Panting slightly and dripping sweat she resumes standing normally to examine her work.
"Well shit" she thinks, that's like the third one today, maybe she should take it a bit easier...Nah screw that! Rhodes Island just needs stronger training bags that's all! Other gym dwellers stare at the mangled remains of the bag in awe as the white haired pugilist walks away. Someone else could clean that up. It's the least they could do in recognition of her prowess.
Punching stuff can only keep her mind off certain "things" for so long though. Hitting the mess hall after showering lets her destress and chat with friends. Hours later she's full and the others busy themselves elsewhere. Alone again she tries to find a job needing done. Alas the power plants are watched, the factories overseen and the trading posts managed. The landship at the moment seems to be horribly well maintained. Frustrated Indra groans out loud and sulks slightly until she finds her way back to her room.
Why the sour mood? You’ll see…
Upon entering her room she mutters a curse and drops her pants. Normally a healthy pair of balls and twin dicks, yes two, would be minding their business hanging about. But after being caught spanking it rather furiously on a favored pillow, the white haired Feline's boss decided to punish her. A custom chastity cage made for two large penises was locked to the offender to wear until she was deemed fit to be free once more. Its durability was of course tested when the culprit tried to remove it, but given the sensitive area and tough material it has remained in place. The duo of imprisoned pricks weep their precum tears in futile attempts to be stroked while their owner complains loudly and searches for tools of relief. Fortunately, sort of, she was only denied jacking off, but not getting off! After finding that simply playing with her balls wasn't enough she had to try other stuff. Butt stuff.
It doesn't take a genius to figure out poking one's prostate feels nice and delivers hands free orgasms, but Hannah didn't expect to be quite so turned on by it. After her first anal orgasm she was hooked on it. It was embarrassing for her to find out what a bottom she was though. Masturbation became a guilty pleasure. So anytime the urge hit her (which was a-lot) she tried to find other ways to avoid it. Inevitably the urge became too great and she found herself needing release, which is where she is right about now.
In a locked box, in a locked drawer behind her room's locked door was her collection of prized dildos. A local connoisseur *ahem* Gravel *ahem* helped her to allocate them discreetly. Sometimes the big fat horsecock with fluid ejaculating features, rumored to be modeled after operator Nearl, was what she needed to stretch her needy self. Other times a gentle and small vibrator did the trick. Today she decided on a healthy medium. The seven inch red silicone multi-vibe dildo was to be today's toy. Bashfully picking up her "friend" and lube, she does one final check of her box’s lock before removing her clothes, rolling to her back on her messy bed and throwing a soft blanket atop herself, then finally spreading her legs.
A dollop of lube is applied to her left index finger before sliding it between her ass cheeks, then swirling around her rosy anus. Fingering herself has become one of her most favored parts of masturbation. Slowly she penetrates herself, teasing the fleshy entrance before entering herself twirling around inside. Her breathing slows while goes further to bully her prostate. Toes clench as she gradually inserts another, widening her wet and spongy anal ring, making her shake her legs. She wonders what her boss would think as she nips her tongue and pushes a third finger. Her soft cocks try to harden but only meet cage, where they press their spiky mushroom cockheads painfully into the prison. Precum leaks from both, splitting itself around her hairy balls and dribbling down to her tensing ballsack.
Grabbing and groping around her chest, her stiff brown nipples each plead for attention. Swirling her tongue inside her mouth she gathers saliva, then spits down on breasts and rubs her areolas. She doesn’t add more spittle since she likes a rougher sensation to torment and bully her tits. After pinching a nipple she squeezes it hard till she winces and pulls till the nub slips away.
Three fingers continue to finger fuck her tight ass but it doesn’t feel like quite enough, so it must be time. Removing her fingers makes a wet slurping sound, so she refucks her fingers inside and punishes her prostate several more times before reslurping her fingers out and grabbing her dildo. As she lines up the sexual mass to her winking anus she bites her lip in anticipation letting a fat glob of spit run down her chin, then rubs the tip on her loosened anal passage.
Her thoughts drift to her leader, pretending the fearless Aslan lay atop her staring down with primal lust. Siege would lick her lips, revealing dangerous sharp canines as she leaned down to nip Indra’s right earlobe, making her gasp. The real Indra blushes, embarrassed to have such thoughts but unable to help herself as it made her tremble and arch her back with delight. Then the lioness would mount her tigress, bringing their lips together for a deep, passionate kiss as she penetrated her lover.
In tandem with her imagination she drives veiny silicone tip into her anus, spreading her slutty anal ring lewdling making her groan with wild ecstasy. Once comfortably full, she jerks her wrist, pulling the dildo’s wide cockhead against her inner walls before jabbing the fuckstick back in with erratic and quick thrusts. Then deeper she pushes as she activates her vibrator, bringing it to it’s lowest setting making her tremble and grit her teeth. Resisting her carnal urge to ejaculate she slaps her nutsack, making it jiggle painfully as both her caged cocks squirt. Shuddering with masochistic joy she accidentally increases the vibrations throbbing against her prostate. Her eyes roll back into her head, struggling in vain to hold out but her nuts clench forcing sperm through both her vas deferens.
Oops.
Shaking, clawing at her bed and spasming all over she begins thrusting her hips involuntarily, throwing her blanket off and sending seed flying onto her breasts, down her neck, splattering onto her face and hair. But she doesn’t stop cumming, soon her crotch and her bed are soaked in gooey, white splotches. Aftershocks cascade through her tender nerves, sending a few more squirts out her cocks before her shivering finally stops.. Deep breaths fill her lungs while she recovers and clutches her bedsheets. The fake dick in her vibrates intensely until a shivering hand finally stops it. "That was a good one" she thinks, still laying down.
Her post nut clarity hasn't kicked in yet, not that she’s still fantasizing about something, but she isn't paying attention to her surroundings. The phone next to her bed had been ringing like an overly excited bell, a few times even. Knocking even came from her door, but in her defense it wasn't all that loud and she had been cumming her brains out when those things happened, but still. Her door handle jiggles before being unlocked. Right as it's opened she regains full composure.
There she lay covered with thick musky jizz, dicks throbbing in their cage with a fat, red dildo comfortably resting in her ass as her leader stands in the doorway. Embarrassment swells within her head while desire builds in her crotch. As if to add insult to injury, her cocks give a last squirt of semen, slapping the tigress’s left cheek. Wordlessly the door is closed, which Indra is silently and incredibly thankful for. Then a tense and dreadfully awkward silence reigns for a full minute before it's broken by Vina.
"Well...not what I expected." She shrugs, breaking eye contact and looking around the room..
"It's uhh, not what it looks like?" Hannah lies incredibly unconvincingly, not really sure why she even tried. Horrible quiet fills the air again while the two search for what to say. As leader it falls to Vina to break the silence once more.
"Can't blame you, I guess. Had to get your rocks off somehow. A month seems enough time." Siege searches for something more to say but finds nothing, but she feels in her gut whats needed. Looking back up, into Indra’s glistening yellow eyes, she feels something stir within, so she trails down to the creamy cum hanging from the tigress’s chin and her cum soaked breasts and the cute brown nipples still erect. Fat double dicks still strain in vain to splurt out their steamy, creamy fuck sludge. Her furry, musky balls churn and squeeze, begging for release. But the smell, the smell of sweet lust and heavy musk sets a primal urge within her loins, flooding her nuts with spunk and sending a flood of precum dripping through then out her cock.
Siege’s shorts tighten and strain against her growing bulge. She growls low, hastily stripping herself to free her fattening dick. Once out her sweaty balls flop down and her cock swings up it flings a fat dollop of precum against Indra’s lips. A quick comparison would reveal that while Hannah’s veiny, suckable cocks are longer Seige’s chode is shorter but fatter, with curiously soft feline spikes down her length, similar to Indra’s but thicker and less numerous. When the last shred of cloth meets the floor, she stands proudly, swishing her tail while exposing herself to her subordinate.
The pale tigress in her embarrassment can't meet her superior's gaze. Her lips press together as her face flushes a deep shade of red. Siege on the other hand ambushes her prey, leaning down and softly kissing the tigress. Her kisses quickly become ferocious as she begins licking Indra with her rough tongue across her face leaving an oily spittely trail. After her boss’s tongue brushes across her lips for several lusty minutes, Hannah opens her mouth and loses the battle for dominance as Vina pushes her tongue inside and past the tigress’s throat. Spittle connects their mouths when they finally finish their intimate kiss. A kinky idea strikes Vina and she helps clean the frothy cum off the brawler's face, tasting what she can reach. She rolls the ball of sperm around her mouth before snowballing it down to the waiting maw below before their tongues meet again and swish inside each other's mouths. Several minutes pass as they taste each other, wrapped in each other’s embrace until vina pulls away.
"Like I said, a month's about enough time." Siege says producing a key from...somewhere. Finally freed the twin dicks finally harden to their full eight inch heights. Gently the bottom's lengthy dick is toyed with achingly slowly, leaving the lower penis completely touch starved. Before long, Hannah lifts her and begins returning the favor. Vina's dick with such soft "spikes", more like vaguely pointed bumps, is caressed and rubbed its full seven inches until it spews sticky precum. They masturbate each other, getting slick and sticky with desire until the Aslan notices the dildo and grabs the bottom of it. She jiggles it, watching the white haired woman squirm and moan before tugging it out. The device is tossed away leaving an unfilled hole.
Licking her lips the lioness lifts the Tigress’s legs up and to her shoulders as she mounts her. Siege’s fat cock slaps on Indra’s twitching asshole and she lines herself up before looking down, smirking and asking, "You ready to be stretched?"
"Bring it on Bitch." Hannah says before Vina rams her cock inside.
There's no slow warming up for the sloppy ass fucking Indra gets as she wraps her legs around her top's waist. They pant, grunt and moan while the duo of dicks flop, squirt and slap each other's bellies. CLAP! PLAP! CLAP!!! Go Siege's nuts, slapping against cum slick ass. Their tails wreath back and forth wildly as they hump each other. Each thrust is more animalistic than the last as they battle for dominance. They twist their tongues around each other, almost attempting to throat fuck the other. Siege's thrusts begin to plap and slap harder. Sweaty bodies pressed against each other and hair thrown about, their "inside" voices turn to "bedroom" ones as they stop caring who their neighbors are.
“FUCking FUCK!!! Don’t stop! Don’t STOP!!! FUCk my ass…FUCK MY ASS!!! Hannah screams as Vina’s hips slam and hammer her tight asshole.
Siege on the other hand forces her tongue against Indra’s salty skin, slurping up glurps of cum over and over. Thick, salivary trails spread up her face and down Indra’s neck.
At some point Seige began ejaculating, forcing her testicles to squeeze vulgarly and pump cum to her cock. Her incessant licking stopped as she clenched her teeth and squeezed her eyes shut as she grunted and fucked Indra. Sperm fattened at the base until it stretched it’s way out.
White sludge continues to squirt and slobber its way out from inside of Indra’s battered, clenching asshole. Just as sensitive as when she started her cat-like squeaks and whimpers have only increased in volume and amount as she’s plowed. Her jiggly, almond tits flop and slop against her superior’s own perky pink breasts, flinging cum and saliva all over Hannah’s wet bed. The salty, creamy smell of sex and copious amounts of cock milk lay heavy and humid throughout the room. Hannah’s duo of long creamy cocks sliiirp and slide against and across each other, squishy and half hard, leaking out steamy cum all over her abs. Her fat, sloppy, furry nutsack throbs, churning slowly as it’s bullied and plapped against Siege’s cum stained body.
Without warning Vina’s chode pulls out with a flood of musky sperm, stilling leaking heavily without sign of stopping, leaving Hannah’s asshole gaping and clenching hungrily. But it doesn’t stay empty for long. The Lioness instinctively grabs and flips her beta over, face down ass up as she mounts again. Her fat testicles climb to her crotch as sperm bubbles up again and out of her widened cockhole. Vina slides her girthy, bumpy cock down Hannah’s cum flooded anus until her glans wetly slops into position. She bends down till her breasts squish against the Tigress’s back, then she spreads her legs wide and over Hannah’s legs. Her nuts hand right about her beta’s larger, hairier nutsack, until she begins to hump with quick, but short thrusts.
Like a big cat in rut she humps, eyes half closed as if in trance, mating. Hull tongue lulls out a bit as she sniffs Hannah’s hair, deeply inhaling her scent, nuzzling her neck afterwards. Drool drips from her mouth while she growls, gripping her mate tightly and thrusting her hips powerfully. Vina nips at Hannah’s ears and leaves slobbery hickies on her neck.
Indra on the other hand, didn’t slip into an animalistic side of herself. As her ass was stretched she listened to her boss smelling her hair and growling low. Despite her returning sense of embarrassment, her tail swishes and curls in delight while she’s dominated. Sperm still churns in Indra’s larger testicles, squishing cum out each time Siege fucks her against her bed. She curls her toes and grasps her mattress, squealing into her pillow as she’s flattened onto the bed, still getting fucked in her firm ass. The thrusting begins to slow down more, with Siege leaving her girthy cock inside Indra’s guts as she gyrates her hips, semen still burbles out her catlike cock, thicker now and more potent.
Hannah drools, content with being a penis hungry cock addict, when suddenly Vina removes herself with a long wet squelch before flipping her bottom over. Confused, Hannah tries to ask why but all that comes out is a low whimper as her boss straddles her and leans down till they’re face to face. Neither says a word as they stare into each other's eyes, until Vina leans down for a gentle kiss. Spittle connects them when they end and Vina begins crawling down, gulping and swallowing their seed with long drawn out licks. Their eyes meet and Siege doesn’t break eye contact as she leaves a slobbery cum soaked trail down her belly. Her tongue swirls around her belly button a few times before she begins lapping up heavy wads of white fuck sludge. Seed drips down the Lioness’s chin each time her tongue slides back up her mouth to savor the taste and swallow. Still she travels further until she reaches her destination.
Indra watches as her boss plants her nose atop her fuzzy, wet nutsack and takes a deep breath of her musk. Her eyes close as she lay there, smelling her beta’s larger, greater testicles. Her mouth opens and she sucks a testicle inside her mouth, sucking the semen from Indra’s gray fur til she tastes no more, then she switches to the other. When she finally finishes sucking her beta’s balls she releases them leaving them a foaming, saliva dripping wet mess. Her tongue slithers out her mouth as she takes her first lick of Indra’s larger penises. More sloppy slurps come out of Siege’s mouth as she drinks in more of Indra’s cock taste. Quickly the sloppy, frothy mess of semen leaves until the Alpha’s true prize, the taste of her Beta’s dick, remains.
Finally erect, Hannah’s proud duo of cocks receive a heavy facial. Her glanses are given velty soft strokes from Vina’s flexible tongue. Slipping into Hannah’s dickslit she fucks the stretchy, delicate hole down to the base before retreating and switching. As she enters a penis, she seems to push cum back inside, causing the other phallus to stiffen and ejaculate. Hannah notices the Lioness smiling, seemingly from the fact she can easily make her cum at will. Finally Vina’s tongue wriggles back inside and she leans down, taking the bottom cock’s head all the way into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around a few times before she starts bobbing her head down, going lower and lower. Thick locks of hair fall onto the Tigress’s belly as her twin dicks get some head. She can’t see it, but her furry testicles are getting fondled and playfully squeezed even as they tense and splurt out her potent white slime into her boss’s mouth. Her cat dicks, now incredibly sensitive, have sent Indra trembling in pure ecstasy as her testicles begin to ache from the contant orgasming.
The Lioness sense’s her Beta reaching her limit and her sucking becomes more relaxed until she lets slip a dick from her mouth. Hannah gasps and sucks in air, over-stimulated and exhausted. Vina too feels a thick blanket of tiredness wrap around her and she falls to the Tigress’s side, asleep.
After waking up, Hannah showers for the second time that day, this time with a friend. No longer was she embarrassed by her anal fixation now that she had a friend to help. She also learned her lesson this time and doesn't masturbate on her boss's pillow. Now it's the doctors from this time and onward. Indra thinks the hooded figure doesn't know, but he does. The kinky bastard likes it that way.

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Waai Fu, codename Waai Fu, was having an interesting day. She blamed that little shit Aak but he probably didn't mean for it to go this far (He totally did). It all started with her assisting the doctor…
He was overworking on doctor things as she arrived which kind of annoyed her. Multiple times she had warned him about the problems it could cause, he said he'd try to stop and yet he was still trudging on through paperwork. Gravel, who she had come to relieve, was under his desk making slurping noises. She poked her head up, drool covering her lips, annoyed she was about to be replaced. He requested Waai Fu remove the pink haired menace from her position as she had apparently been sucking for hours and refused to stop. Once the knight was kindly but firmly removed from the room the doctor heaved a sigh of relief. Waai Fu on the other hand was wondering how long she would have to wait since the selfish Kazimerian probably sucked all the good flavor from the doctor's balls. Before Waai Fu could take her position between his legs (Whether he liked it or not) he stopped her.
Apparently Aak had requested for her to pick something up at his lab, something very special. After promising to give him the sucking he deserved, causing him fearfully to shrink into his chair, the kung fu artist left the office.
The walk to Aak’s lab was uneventful as she simply made pleasant conversation with Hung before arriving. Aak was tinkering with some liquids that she was probably better off not asking about when he noticed her. His ever present grin widened as he greeted her, made some joke she didn't get, then finally pointed her to the package she was sent for. Folded neatly beside where she had entered was clothing that looked identical to what she was wearing. She glanced at him, scrutinizing his expression for anything that might lead to some mischievous outcome. But he looked how he always did, smiling.
"Yeah remember when I accidentally spilled my lunch on your dress? Here's a new one!" His cheerful proclamation is a bit unexpected, and he seems a bit too happy to give the gift. But he does owe her some new clothes so she accepts. This is where the interesting time truly starts. For whatever psychotic reason that floated through his head he decided to trip and spill some thick dark ichor onto her current dress. As she stood there dumbfounded by his actions he spouted something about being late for a meeting, pointing out a shower conveniently in his lab and making his exit.
That little fuck. He planned this didn't he? She vowed to kick his ass later before angrily showering herself and switching clothes. Her icky and sticky garb she left on his work area for him to clean later. She'd make him reimburse her if he couldn't...the little prick.
On her way back is when the second interesting thing happened. Operator Pramanix happened to cross her path. She hadn't noticed the white haired feline as she was still cursing the mischievous "accident" from before. Only too late did she recognize the woman before her. A thick, musky and feral scent entered her nostrils, probably the aftermath of another of the Silverash's public sessions. Behind her a trail of white puddles followed as well, dripping down from within her dress. As the priestess passed she greeted Waai Fu, who froze in a daze, then continued on her way.
Arousal stirred inside before flaring to life and causing an erection to tent the tigress's dress. Before rational thought could enter her mind and make her leave the area the third act of this play of depravity arrived. An odd unseen mechanism inside her attire released a chemical causing what she wore to dissolve. At the reaction's end she stood in the hallway with her bare chest exposed, her fuzzy white balls and red, knotty erection protruding from her furry white sheath. Had she not been so horny she might've tried to strangle Aak. No, all she could think now was one thing.
"SEX" she thinks, needing to either fill or be filled. Rational thought flees her mind as she takes to all fours and races in search of prey. In the back of her mind she hopes it's at least someone she knows to save herself a slightly less awkward conversation later. Zooming through the landship she catches a familiar scent that sends her scrabbling and scraping against the hall till she finds purchase and races that way. She's thankful that someone is still awake at this time of night, also that she recognizes who she smells. Within seconds she spots and pounces on her target.
Operator Ko Hei-sing, codename Hung, from Aak's advice heads to the curious lab of his friend. On his way there he thinks he hears racing feet, almost like all fours, before an orange blur jumps at him. He recognizes Waai Fu the instant before a knotted missile enters his mouth. Her legs wrap around his head as she thrusts her veiny red cock length into his mouth bringing him down to a sitting position, which doesn't hurt him but is surprising.
"I'm. Sor.Ry. But. I. NEEd. Thisss!" She apologizes while fucking his face. Like a good samaritan he throats her without question, sliding his tongue expertly along her cock as it enters and feels his soft slippery tongue. Every time she thrusts her sheath it smushes against his face and he tries to stick his tongue under the fluffy ring. Each successful slip into her furry dick cover makes her squeal and smile. As she masturbates using his mouth he cradles her fluffy ass, holding her up and finger fucking her with his middle digit. He flicks her prostate, switching between punch pressing against her delicate fuck button and gently swirling. She bites her lips and curls her squishy pink toe pads together.
Thrusting stops for a bit while she enjoys the warmth of his mouth, the gentle movements of his tongue smacking underneath her bushy cock covering and thick finger inside of her. Humming a familiar tune gets her humping again deeper into his mouth. As she keeps going he inserts a second finger, stretching her tight pink anus. Her eye twitches and her cock splurts out thick globs of precum all over his tongue.
She mews out her delight when he pushes too deeply against her slutty fuck button which sets her over the edge. Six inches of girlcock is shoved in his mouth as they both ride out her orgasm. She jerks her hips, squishing her knot onto his tongue. Waves of sperm pour out as her balls contract intensely and splurt her seed from her veiny, doglike cock. Cumming down his throat makes him gag some and snort out sperm, but he's a trooper and swallows most of it. A minute she lasts before she releases the poor fellow to his fill of air and she collapses to his lap. Her cock shrinks, slimely crawling its way back inside of her fluffy sheath.
He sucks in air and drools a bit while she gasps in post climax bliss, resting on his muscular legs against a wall in a hallway. For a minute or two they regain themselves, and then Hung gets a kinky idea. Gently he picks up Waai Fu and turns her over till she’s face down ass up. Her tail twitches and swishes in anticipation of something that will make her horny brain tingle with delight. She feels hot, moist air against her derriere, making her giddy and giggly. Her hips waggle a bit, making her furry nuts jiggle, sloshing around the Tigress’s potent sperm. A throaty rumble begins in her throat, transforming into a roaring purr.
Suddenly Hung licks her ass, smooshing his thick slobbery tongue against her soft anus. His tongue slips inside briefly, sliding saliva into her and over the fur covering her taint and ass cheeks. Waai Fu’s teeth clench and her legs tremble. Her dog dick dribbles salty sweet precum to the floor while drool falls from the corners of her mouth. From there Hung begins to just lap and lick against his friend’s back door. His licking changes occasionally from rough slobbery, squelching slurps to gentler drooling, slower licks. Slobber drenches her winking asshole, clenching against his tongue when he slithers it inside her and twists around. When he dances his tongue in her guts her waist twitches as she struggles to keep herself up, until Hung notices. He catches her weight, letting her relax completely as he enjoys himself.
Her purring has changed from orgasmic, roar purring to that of a house cat getting a hearty petting. Relaxed and in complete bliss, Waai Fu closes her eyes while Hung sticks his tongue in her guts and tongue fuck her insides. Unbeknownst to the Tigress, Komainu had been slowly positioning his right hand between her legs. Suddenly he smoothly grasps her girly dick, making her stop her purring as she gasps from his slightly cold hand. Slowly, delicately he slides his hand up to her drooling cock, taking a copious amount of her musky precum before gliding his slick, furry paw down her knotted hound cock. He masturbates her steadily, toying with her sensitive tip for a moment before strokes down and squeezes her knot.
Suddenly the Tigress starts squirting rich, thick globs of sperm onto the floor, creating sweetly smelly, jelly like mounds because of its consistency. Due to the thick and incredibly potent nature of Waai Fu’s powerful sperm, her testicles have to work twice as hard as regular duos. Her bushy white ballsack clenches fiercely, forcing her warm sperm through her houndish girl cock. Briefly Hung stops to toy with Waai Fu’s delicate pink nipples, making her squeal girlishly and clamp her asshole onto his tongue. He wriggles around inside her while her fluffy nutty pouch squelches out more viscous fuck juice.
Without warning his rough tongue returns to his mouth and she’s left empty with a drooling, winking asshole. He carefully handles her, turning her around until she’s laid onto the floor. He crawls around until his head is between her legs, then he leans down and sniffs deeply a few times. All the while Waai Fu’s cock slobbers thick wads of ball slop all over her fur. After he knows that he will never forget her smell, he moves up. His tongue drags slowly along her ball fur, to her sheath and up her penis. As he tastes her his right hand playfully teases her winking anus, poking and squishing her delicate fuck hole. Hung’s tongue washes and swirls around her shaft, bathing her with his slippery, slutty spittle.
Waai Fu squirms and mewls, kneading her breasts roughly and rubbing her nipples. Warmth, pleasure and pressure build in her crotch, sending her pearly while spunk to slosh around and fill Hungs cheeks. He swallows as quick as he can, but can’t keep up and spills her seed over her groin. But it’s only after wrestling the cum around his mouth, savoring its sweet taste, and Waai Fu has finished ejaculating, that he laps up any spilled seed.
For a few moments, Waai Fu enjoys pure bliss without a worry in the world. But the urge to actually fuck something kicks in and it’s right back to horn down with her. Her softening genitalia hardens once again, and she starts getting up. Hung had been licking her belly fur before she began to rise and push his head down. He sits there kneeling and hunched over as Waai Fu takes position behind him and rips off his undergarments. She grabs his waist and gives it a squeeze before slapping his ass. He “Barks!” involuntarily, blushing a bit, as she begins to lubricate her right forefinger. She swirls it around inside of her ass, collecting a plentiful amount of his saliva before bringing it around and swirling it around his ass instead.
As she finger fucks him he groans low, pushing into her hand and wriggling his hips. She smiles, then pulls out her finger, repositions her hips and rams her musky schlong inside of him making him yelp! Waai Fu’s hands grapple onto his sides, locking herself onto him as she pistons her veiny red dick sliding inside of him, slapping her fluffy fat nutsack against his smaller, furry balls. Hung pants like a dog, letting his long tongue hang out and dribble spit. Puddles of her cum surround him so naturally, he begins to lap it up as she fucks him. His shorter, flaccid five inch wang waggles and flings precum around in sync with his ass getting fucked. When he finally finishes the puddle of nut butter his moaning resumes. Occasionally he’ll clench his teeth when his domineer’s heavy, floppy balls “fwap!” into his weaker nuts, but he likes it.
When she finally smashes her bloated fuck lump past his tight, bullied anal ring her humping slows. She humps more deliberately, powerfully flexing her hips and pulling her knotted, red girl dick out. He clenches his padded toes when she thrusts suddenly, sucking his tongue when she slaps his ass and groaning when she starts fucking again. Her perky nipples poke against his firm back, jiggling with her breasts as her hips buck against him. Squelching and wet smacks slap into the air each time the Tigress flips her hips back, popping her beastial cock from the Perro’s tight, breedable fuckhole. Her tail twitches and stiffens when she flexes her back muscles, and curls each time her ass clenches. As suddenly as she had plucked her cock from his ass, she realigns herself against his sloppy soft fuckhole and slaps her hips to his. Her knot rams and throbs against his prostate, triggering his orgasm.
He shuts his eyes and clenches his teeth as his dick squirts cum onto the floor in several intense ropes. Drool falls from his lips as a smile begins to form. Throbbing still, his pale, uncircumcised cock drools seed and prepares to continue. Waai Fu hadn’t stopped pounding his boipussy as he came, she was too busy gasping for air and thrusting her bulging cock and domineering fat knot into her prey’s gaping anus.
Bloated clumps of sperm are ejected out of her balls and crunched into her crotch, driving loads upon loads of chunky seed clumps to spasm out her cockhead. Hung’s guts swell with Waai Fu’s overwhelming testicle contractions. She grabs onto his side and holds on tightly, unable to control the sheer intensity or her ejaculations might. Captive to the throbbing of her cock and the heavy tugging from her densely packed nutsack, she struggles to hold on. Eventually she goes limp, both from exertion and pleasure, still inside her friend and still pumping cum.
A few minutes later Hung, now sprawled upon the ground and engorged with cum, feels Waai Fu begin to stir. The once inflated fuck plug, now smaller and flaccid, lazily slithers out of him, dislodging a flood of semen from Hung’s ass. Strangely he burps a bit and tastes cum, before burping blobs of sperm. Shakily Waii Fu stands, urged on to keep plowing her red rocket into someone. She leans down and places a gentle kiss on his head before launching herself down the hall in search of new prey. Hung decides to take a nap, somehow forgetting his situation.
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Operator Wan Sheng-Sheng, codename FEater, paces the halls without even trying to see where she’s going. Seeking inspiration for a new short film, she concentrates hard. Maybe something a bit naughty...Okay definitely something naughty. But what could possibly give her an idea this late at night? Surely not some incredibly horny woman searching for a new hole to fill right? As she turns a corner, a fellow martial artist spots her from the corner of her eye and wordlessly pounces. The movie star finds her back to the wall, eye to eye with Waai Fu. "NeedToFuckNow!" The tigress spews out hoping that it made some sense. This ain't what she expected when she started walking around, but this is great material!
Right as Waai Fu is opening her mouth, FEater pushes her head forward and unrolls her long, rough tongue deep into the Tigress’s throat causing her to gag slightly. Surprised, Waai Fu takes a step back allowing the Ursus to grab her testicles, squeeze and suck on the Tigress’s tongue. As Wan fondles a fat handful of plump nuts, rolling them around her hand, she’s reversing her position with the Tigress.
When Waai Fu’s back hits the wall, she feels FEater’s tongue probe deeper, wiggling in her throat. The hand that isn’t pulling and pleasantly wringing her balls (The Right) presses roughly against her fuzzy breasts. Her legs tremble and shuffle, trying to keep her balance as she struggles to maintain any control of the moment. The Tigress’s penis slowly emerges from its bushy sheath, already drooling as it squeezes out and flops around.
Suddenly Wan’s right hand drops and grabs the nude woman’s bubbly butt, squeezing the wet fur and groping till she finds her prize. Her forefinger swirls around and masturbates Waai Fu’s velvety anal entrance. As the Tigress relaxes her ass, another finger enters her cum dripping asshole. Two fingers swirl around her walls making the nude woman moan around the tongue lodged in her throat, spilling white sludge as they adjust and slam themselves against her prostate.
Waai Fu, in an attempt to gain the upper hand, strikes towards FEaters crotch. Her hand slips around to the Ursus’s incredibly soft fluffy balls and clenches. Unfortunately the curly white, fuzzy fuzzles surrounding the Panda’s larger testes protect her and the attempt only makes her smirk and laugh. Rolling her eyes the Tigress places her hand atop FEater’s hand, the one around her sack, and gives it a big squeeze making her eyes water. She tries to hiss but gurgles and then clenches again around her squishy furry nuts, building up more precum that pushes up and out her erection. Waai Fu’s eyelids flutter while her tail swishes, slashing through the air as an orgasm builds.
Using arts to supply air, FEater’s tongue still throat fucks the cum soaked martial artist. Her own erection has grown out of her thick, furry sheath, pulsing strongly the musky, steaming dark gray cock pokes beneath her dress. Ceasing her crunching, she proceeds to spin the Tigress around, bending her over against the wall and slapping her thick fucking dick between Waai Fu’s furry ass cheeks. She begins to hot dog the woman’s slick ass, smearing her own dick slobber and staining the orange furred woman’s scent.
Waai Fu looks behind herself, her ass presented and her tail swishing, watching the Panda’s eye’s darken as she smiles and lines up her juicy, potent smelling cock. The Tigress watches and FEELs as she’s easily penetrated, her prostate is kindly punched making her squirt out more liquid bliss from her cock head. FEater grabs her tail and pulls, making the orange furred woman hiss and drool, then begins to roughly plow the Tigress. FEater leans over the girl, grabs and begins kneading both breasts as she slowly humps away. Needy pink nipples hidden in fluffy fur get squeezed and abused.

Quick, powerful pelvic thrusts with slow sensual backward motions. Waai Fu takes it like a good bottom, pushing her bubbly ass onto Wan and gyrating her hips.
The sounds of fucking attracts some attention, mostly from passerbys and perverts. Gravel the ever present vent traveler has been filming. Mostly for her private collection...also for the doctor...maybe. Pramanix sits nearby, masturbating, as she usually appears anytime some form of public affection is around. Hung made the mistake of looking for Waai Fu and now leans against a wall next to the saintess stroking himself as well. A few other operator's that noticed have stuck around, watching the sight or joining in.
Both martial artists near their end goal as Waai Fu's ass clenches desperately and FEater humps almost uncontrollably. With a final deep thrust the ursus clings to her bitch and floods her insides full of gooey sperm. White fluid seeps out sticking to both of them and all over the floor as they collapse.
"You're *gasp* pretty good at this." FEater coughs out still trying to recover.
"Y-yeah...but I'm not done." Waai Fu says, still somehow horny...or unfinished.
With great effort she heaves herself up as there's still one last thing she must do before she can rest. That doctor's dick ain't gonna suck itself! Within moments she recovers and is off rushing to the hooded man's office. She bursts through the door as the doctor is attempting to attach a chastity cage to himself. With a fierce strike she destroys the evil device and then tosses him onto a nearby chair. She pulls down his pants exposing his glorious cock and begins deep throating it like she was made for it. Within seconds he climaxes but she doesn't stop there, she keeps going.
Legends say he came ten times that day and that Waai Fu only stopped sucking because Kal'tsit started talking so everyone got bored and left.

Chapter Text

A Honse and a Snow Cat

Operator Nearl (Margaret Nearl) is a good trainer, everyone knows. Anyone that follows her to the training room emerge’s a better version of themselves. Humble and kind (Usually) she challenges her trainees and pushes them rigorously, running alongside their race for self improvement. Many of her pupils have spoken out about times when her training saved their lives or helped them save another. Legends even tell of her encounter with Kal’tsit where she was still standing after hours of listening to the cranky cat spew out philosophical crap. Yet now she sits anxiously awaiting her next and possibly last trainee. Rumors had spread of an operator that was next to impossible to train. Many had tried yet all had failed to this devious mastermind’s tactics. Desperate and in need of a last hope, the Doctor after having nearly died from another of Gravel’s attempts at bondage, reached out to Nearl in his time of need.
Cold air tickles her skin now as she thinks, rehearsing strategies and exercises in her head, keeping distractions of all kinds out. She’d planned this day for weeks. Hours spent creating a training plan, wardrobe, basically anything to keep things on track. Even now she combs through her mental warship for any cracks.
Then she hears…footsteps in the distance. Sweat forms upon the Margaret’'s brow as she steadies her resolve.
Operator Pramanix (Enya Silverash) wearing baggy jogging shorts and an even baggier t-shirt from some garbage indie band arrives. Her hair has been thrown into a loose, yet still braided, ponytail that sways with her steps. Sleep still clings to her eyes as she staggers towards the muscular pegasus before her. Scratching her eyes Pramanix gives a gentle greeting as her trainer stands up and stretches.
“Welcome”, Nearl says, going through her mental checklist one last time, avoiding eye contact, and heads towards the treadmill, “Let’s get started.” Pramanix stands somewhat confused, partially due to sleep, the other bit due to Nearl’s choice of attire. Sunglasses and a weird face-mask? Was she hungover or sick? Other than that the golden haired beauty had her hair in her usual style as well as baggy jogging pants and a loose gray long sleeve shirt.
Next to the running torture device Nearl stops and addresses a mirror, or maybe the inspiration poster of a clearly edited Doctor lifting weights, with her trainee behind her to follow along in stretching. Pramanix obeys and prepares herself for the oncoming ordeal. “Maybe ten hours of sleep isn’t enough” she thinks to herself as she stands and bends down stretching her hamstrings. In front of her Nearl leads through the exercise using the mirror in front to keep on eye out.
The reason for the precaution is the reason Pramanix is hard to train. Between her legs a thick, smooth and warm penis as long as her forearm rests. Despite being flaccid the bulbous cunt wrecker stretched the delicate fabric containing the beast. Her balls, cradled delicately below, churned and calmly swelled as they always do in their sweaty, musky prison. The priestess happens to be, as W put it, “The horniest bitch on the landship”. Everywhere she goes sex follows. Public indecency means nothing to her as she has an unfortunate habit of whipping out her cock and jacking it with zero regard as to who is around. Her musk then travels around throwing each and every person it contacts into a state of incredible arousal. Due to this effect and that sweating makes contact with her incredibly dangerous she has been able to skip most training sessions. The ones she does go to end up as orgies that leave everyone sore. (Which is actually a good team bonding exercise)
Nearl on the other hand knows this all. Her tacky sunglasses obstruct her view somewhat and prevent her from becoming horny when looking at her trainee. The baggy clothing they both wear with unarousing images prevent sexual assets from being outlined and observed. Her face mask, created by Aak, filters all pheromones to prevent any musk from being breathed in. The underwear they both have is soft, stylish and prevents pheromones from escaping their confines. This was also created by Aak who assured Nearl of his innocence and that he has no ulterior motives whatsoever. She also decided to try and limit conversation to prevent sexual thinking.
Anyways after several stretches and a grueling session of jumping jacks (for Enya) they finished their stretching. Nearl positively glowed as her eyes seemed to shine while Pramanix reminded herself of the consequences of leaving. (Night shift duty)
“Great job Enisa! Let's keep going!” praised Nearl who stepped onto a treadmill. “So we’re going to jog for thirty minutes okay? Make sure to keep your eyes ahead, focus on your form and don’t forget to stay hydrated. Now unless something is hurting we’re going to exercise in silence. Alright let's get to it.”
Enya’s response was a half-hearted smile that she really didn’t mean.
Margaret started with a jog that became a brisk run while Pramanix began with a light jog that stayed a light jog. Sweat fell from the panting feline who inwardly cursed at the fact that all her weight went to her thighs, fat ass and maybe her tail. The reason she didn’t like doing this was because no one knew the toils she faced on a daily basis. If everyone else knew what it was like to have to haul around an ass that fat they’d know additional exercise wasn’t necessary! In fact all the sweets and snacks she ate was to make sure she had the energy! (That last part isn’t really based on fact)
Despite being told not to, curiocity took over the cat and urged her to take a peak. Looking left revealed her partner gracefully running with her vibrant golden hair flowing behind as she barely broke a sweat. The jogging pants did their best to hide her ass yet there were times they failed miserably, showing the perfect outline of the bubble-butt underneath.
But! (Duh duh duuuh) Nearl had been watching her.
“Hey! Keep your eyes straight! We’ll do ten pushups if I catch you again!”
Snapping back to attention, Pramanix pushed herself a bit harder to jog faster which lasted only a few minutes.
The fans in the room created a pleasant breeze for the two and circulated the air nicely. But this was the start of disaster. Nearl wisely had a mask made for herself but hadn’t considered her effects on the cat. Despite the deodorant and additional precautions her smell made its way to Pramanix. All it took was a whiff of the champion’s scent to ignite the fires of lust.
A small blush painted the priestess’s cheeks as a stirring from her crotch blossomed. Down below her lengthy, sweaty cock throbbed, swelling to a half-chub. The tingle as her nuts clenched and sent a surge of precum out made her bite her lip. A small moan escaped her lips which broke Nearl’s concentration for the slightest second making her look over.
Nearls eyes widened as her focus completely shifted. Despite her lack of grace, Pramanix managed to make a sweaty half attempted jog look hot. Her half opened sleepy eyes and tongue that occasionally slipped passed her lips as she panted stirred the blonde’s loins. The shirt she wore had a neckhole that slipped down allowing for a side view of her breast. Her bra barely contained the thick creamy mound. Then Nearl imagined herself licking it. Then more.
She imagined starting at her hips, sticking out her full tongue and dragging it up. Drooling obscenely while she did it and grabbing Enya’s soft pale ass. Licking and re-licking, making sure to taste it all, she’d make her way up. Skipping a kiss she’d suck and slurp at the nipple making her bitch moan and squirm. Right about that point the slut would be ready to fuck.
Then Nearl snapped back to the present. Her pants were uncomfortably tight which isn’t something jogging pants should be. Looking down revealed her dick, specifically a fifteen inch bestial horse dick, stretching her clothing. Large leathery balls, slick and sweaty, slid back and forth as she pumped her legs. They made such lewd squelches each time her legs passed each other. The underwear Aak made seemed to have dissolved leaving a gooey, though pleasant smelling, light blue mess. It felt like lotion and tingled where it was spread. Her ass almost involuntarily clenched making her blush and her dick throb. The uncomfortably stiff and sensitive thing rubbed uncomfortably against her pants. It needed somewhere tight and wet to penetrate.
Then before she could reorganize her thoughts and focus it hit her. The stench of lust. Heavy and needy it entered her Nearl’s nose and filled her. She fought with it and retained partial control of herself. But she felt herself losing slowly. Stopping the treadmill she slowed and stood. The room felt hot, everything felt hot. She had to get out her clothes. Slipping out of her garments she stood dripping sweat and breathing heavily. She tried to stare past her cock and at her feet but she couldn’t. Mostly pink with a few dark gray patches it throbbed and begged for attention. Her dark ballsack dripped with sweat and smelled of pure sweet musk.
Catching her attention again, Nearl realized she hadn’t checked on Pramanix in a while. She rationalized that, since she was already horny as fuck, looking over wouldn’t really matter. Right? So peeking over she unthinkingly removed her sunglasses. Her jaw dropped.
Leaning against her treadmill’s armrests Enya panted and slurped at water which dribbled down her naked breasts. Her pants had shifted down revealing her half chub and part of her nuts. Fatigue seemed to have actually beaten lust for once, but she didn’t look any less appealing. Desperately she licked at the bottle’s lip for stray drops of water as her fluffy tail swished in annoyance. When nothing more came out she dropped the bottle and looked at Nearl. Hesitating, as if she forgot where she was, she focused on her trainer and smiled smugly.
Nearl realized she had lost before her base sexual nature came out. The bitch hunting, slut fucker that overtook the usually calm and rational person was on the prowl, ready to challenge what one had deemed the horniest. “That’s fine” she thought “Horny isn’t necessarily competition when it comes to filling wombs”. With that perfectly “rational” thought made, Margaret moved next to her trainee.
Looking down into the Silverash’s deceptively innocent eyes she momentarily thought about just gently making love with the girl. Sweetly caressing her cheek and gliding fingers through her avalanche of hair. Then her cavewoman brain decided that wasn’t very cool and that plowing the snow haired slut to the ground was more radical.
With a predatory grin the Radiant Knight leaned down, bringing her lips to the Karlan Priestess’s and kissed her. That turned into a passionate, desireful brawl between their tongues. Enya lost quickly, submitting and letting Nearl’s tongue slide down her throat. But as quickly as it started it stopped. Leaving behind a thick trail of saliva they separated. The priestess panted heavily as Nearl smirked above her. Below her veiny horsecock thumped against a shorter plump penis. Wet sloppy smacks came each time she slapped the smaller shecock.
“Bigger cock tops. Right?” Grinning, she continued to slap and motioned for the Priestess to turn around. Dreamily smiling Enya turned, knelt upon a thick carpet, bent down and shook her ass. Looking back she giggled as Nearl actually drooled a bit, though her haze faded shortly and she wiped it away. Quickly as if a beast she mounted the snow cat, grabbing her waist greedily and pushing her dick through soft pale asscheeks. Leaning down for a moment next to Enya’s ear she growled and bit her ear softly, making her bitch moan. Sucking on her right finger and licking till it was drenched, she brought it down to Pramanix’s puckered pink anus. Sloppily smearing her spit through the doughy mounds down to her taint made such lewd sounds. Momentarily she massaged there for a few moments before moving down to the Priestess’s fat nuts. She grabbed them and fondled almost roughly, taking pleasure in having total control over someone.
Enya moaned like a whore when her testes were gently squeezed and fondled. Precum had been leaking from her cock like she was a bitch in heat since her hands had hit the floor. After sucking in air she looked between her legs, past the bulbous head of her dick, to watch her balls get abused. Nearl would squeeze to the point between pleasure and pain before releasing and moving back to her ass where she toyed and teased the puckered ass. Closing her eyes now she felt her first orgasm approaching. As her ass was finally penetrated with a wet schlick she saw stars. Squeezing tightly her nuts clenched against her crotch. A bulge grew at the base of her cock, then traveled the length until she came loads upon the floor.
Nearl felt the intense clenching on her finger as the orgasm started. A pinch of jealousy hit her before she inserted one finger. Then another and another, playing with Enya’s prostate like a cat would its prey. With her left hand she pulled on the cat’s tail making her moan loudly and cum a bit harder. Not satisfied she brought her left hand back and with a mighty swing she slapped the bitch’s ass. A high pitched yelp echoed within the gym along with the smack that made it. Overloaded the shecat came hard with irregular spurts, flooding the ground. That made the knight smile and grab her cock.
With her left hand she held Pramanix’s cushy waist and with her right she guided herself to the fat inviting ass in front of her. Between the cushiony ass cheeks Nearl slid the sensitive flat head of her horsecock, listening for the low squelch it make as it slowly parted the pale white ass until it felt the soft inviting pink hole. With a gentle push she began trying to get inside the Silverash. The first two times she kept slipping away from the lubed up fuck hole. Then she finally held the tip of her hefty flat cockhead long enough for it to squeeze itself inside a couple inches. Enya sucked air in through her teeth before breathing out. She spread her legs more and lowered her head to the pool of cum covering the floor, facing to her left. Then she breathed in deeply, nuzzling the pool of her sticky seed and then tasting it with a long tongue. After a few test thrusts where she only went in a few extra inches she grabbed onto the pillow waist of the priestess and began hammering into her.
Enya moaned and squirmed on the floor. By now most of her body and hair was covered with cum, sweat and blue ooze. Wet noisy plaps echoed through the room each time she was penetrated. The sound when the knight’s leathery brown balls slapped and squeezed themselves into the pale warm taint made the priestess cum again, though by now it was a ceaseless stream of creamy musky girl jizz. Her breasts squished and slid across the floor below. Her overly sensitive cockhead pushed into the floor, teasing her urethra. Each time Nearl drove her horsecock, slick veiny inch by thick fleshy inch, Enya was forced to breathe in the stallion knight’s elegant aroma. Something brutish yet kind mixed with animal dominance. It drove the Silverash crazy with lust. She scratched and clawed at the floor, pushing her fat ass into the dominating cock plunging itself inside of her. Her own dick gushed sperm and flopped about, slapping Nearl’s legs and her own along with her slippery balls squished comfortably between them.
The Radiant Knight felt herself begin to change as well. Leaning down, pushing her breasts to Pramanix’s back she reached her muscular right arm under to pull the two together. With her left she grabbed the bitch’s right breast and roughly kneaded it. Her fingers alternated bullying the slick nipple. By now her thrusts had become slow pumps meant for breeding. More than halfway buried inside the soft Priestess she continued to buck her hips, as if attempting to impregnate something. Moaning quietly and low nestled next to Pramanix’s head she felt something inside coming.
Despite her sensitivity it usually took a while for Margaret to cum, though she loved that about herself. Starting with a tingling then the tensing of her anus, her dense nutsack clenched almost painfully, sucking the thick virile seed from within and sending it pumping out her flared head. Slowly Enya’s belly grew as Nearl squeezed her body against her.
Enya felt half in a dream as she blinked her left eye, the right remained closed due to the pool of cum. Her prostate felt smooshed, her dickhead kinda battered and her ass red and clapped. She felt tired but a good tired as she regained her breath, inhaling pure musk, and calmed. She could feel Nearl doing the same as her breath tickled her ear. The two remained locked in each other’s embrace for a while, not saying a word.
Normally this would be the end. They’d clean up and leave. But Nearl’s scent has a unique effect on Pramanix. Instead of being tuckered out and submissive it awoke a primal urge deep inside. A need to fuck Nearl and fuck her goooood.
Shakily and slowly but confident, the Silverash began removing herself from the sticky but lovely, and musky mess. She noticed the absence of Margaret’s breath on her ear and missed it, but she had a purpose. She rose with her waist still on its side and began to slide the obscenely thick and vein filled horseflesh still within her. Flared and proud it was slowly dragged. Enya’s tight insides cause Nearl’s fat cum covered balls to squeeze and shrink themselves again, forcing more cum inside the stretched belly of the Silverash. Halfway out she found herself stuck on the ring of Nearl’s dick. Slightly irritated she relaxed her ass which caused her to slide completely off releasing a flood of thick musky semen from her gaping ass.
Wearily she rose above Nearl, with her cock still stiff and pulsing. Her balls quivered and squeezed, dripping cum and other goo. Her tongue brushed across her lips and her pupils shrank to slits. A deadly feline smile crept across her face as she stalked the tired pegasus soaked in sweat and a gooey mess.
It wasn’t spoken aloud, but Nearl knew the little kitten from before had changed into a hungry leopard. Pramanix’s belly still bulged while her ass still squeezed out fat dollops of sperm, which would look comical had Nearl’s own ass not felt in danger.
“H-hey Enya. Watcha doing there?” The scared horse asked, drenched with her hair sticky and smelling of cum.
“Wondering how a stalking cat feels as they corner their prey, and if it would feel nearly the same as…” She trails off leaving her thoughts to Nearl’s worried, yet excited, imagination.
After circling around three times Enya found herself behind the tired beast and pounced. She sprang atop the knight where they wrestled for dominance. Pramanix had a major edge as she gained a second wind and was behind the still tired pegasus. After what felt like minutes Nearl relaxed and decided being lazy and seeing what getting fucked was like wasn’t such a bad idea. This confused Pramanix momentarily before she crawled atop the horse slut and grabbed the blonde’s perky breasts. Kneading and purring a bit she groped and grasped the slippery nipple. Below her erection poured slimy precum across her prey’s back until it overflowed over both sides. Slowly she crept down Nearl’s back tasting the fruits of her labor. She brushed away the soft tail and groped the toned ass of a champion.
Unseen by the Priestess the Radiant Knight blushed, a bit embarrassed by the position she found herself in. She felt even more so when her ass cheeks were spread, exposing her wrinkled ass. Almost involuntarily she clenched and nervously began trying to think of what to do next, when she felt Enya’s warm gooey tongue slide from the middle of her thighs to the bottom of her right ass cheek. There she licked around in a big sloppy circle. Then back at the middle she began wiggling her tongue around, prodding and tickling.
Slowly Nearl began relaxing, imagining what it must feel like to have her ass eaten out. Blushing deeper she wondered what would happen if the Candle Knight saw her like this. Even worse, what if all her fans saw her like this. The thought excited her and she relaxed more. Finally she felt an odd tickle that raced up her spine. She giggled and squirmed as her ass was licked. Her toes clench the first time Enya licked with her entire tongue, twisting it around and slurping loudly. Suddenly it stopped, and Nearl felt hot breath on her hairless pussy.
Normally that precious spot was for her only. But today, in the presence of a hungry predator, she decided to share.
Enya inhaled the steamy musk, allowing her mouth to water before giving her first lick. The stallion turned mare mewled in delight, pushing her toned ass back towards Pramanix’s face. While most of her fat tongue stroked the moist fuck hole, it sometime strayed and tasted Nearl’s sweaty, salty balls. For a mouth watering few seconds she pulled her head away with a wet “Plop!” for air. Below she could see the mare’s pink asshole winking at her, begging her to return. Above the bitch panted, her eyes begged for more but she was barely holding on as stimulated as she was. But Enya wasn’t satisfied…not yet.
Nearl watched as the Silverash took one long final lick before mounting her. Without waiting, Enya plunged her pale cock deep inside Nearl’s pussy. Almost immediately she came hard, blasting the defenseless womb with nutt butter. Growling ferally Enya hunched over the moaning blonde bitch, driving her veiny bitch breaker even as she came. They weren’t short meaningful strokes but powerful thrusts ending with tremendous, messy climaxes that splattered the ground around them.
Clapping and plapping were the only sounds in the room while the two fucked around in a slippery cum soaked mess. Pramanix hammered away at the thoroughbred pegasus, slapping her fat cum filled nuts against a fatter nutsack swollen with sperm. Enya growled, panted and moaned in a chorus of pleasure with Nearl. Nearl’s womb, now filled beyond capacity, flowed and spewed cum between her and the Silverash’s legs. They fucked like animals despite the flurry of perverse thoughts firing away in their heads.
Suddenly Pramanix unclasped herself, strings of various fluids connected the two’s bodies, and twisted the blond knight to her back. The cum smell intensified the moment she came from inside Nearl’s pink flooding fuck hole. Wetly smacking down on top of the mottled, musky horsecock was Enya’s sloppy white cock. Sliding down the sticky, frothy semen oozed down to meet and warm Nearl’s horsedick, then slid down to her toned abs. Despite being the powerhouse she is, Margaret hadn’t felt quite that small in a while beneath Enya.
Grunting the Silverash maneuvered her dick under Nearl’s fat brown balls and back to her cum filled pussy, then she grabbed around the slippery bitch and held tight. Once again Enya humped her breeding mare madly, driving her fuck stick deep inside over and over. At times she went into a mindless breeding frenzy, losing herself to the sensation of her nuts squeezing into herself and the tip of her dick being inside of someone. She felt every bulge slime its way from the base of her cock up through her urethra and spurting out. Bending down she licked Nearl’s right nipple, roughly pushing her tongue around smearing saliva, then slurped the tit into her mouth. Inside she gently bit down but went crazy licking and teasing nipple.
Then with one, final thrust Enya roared! Her balls squeezed themselves for one last mighty time. Their lust and energy now expended, the two collapsed and separated with a loud “Schlorp”! They caught their breath, rested a while, got up, and looked at each other.
Nearl’s cheeks were something redder than crimson as she thought about the state of things, as well as what she had been thinking. She promptly flooded the room with an aura of embarrassment and promptly exited to the showers.
Pramanix looked around at the mess fuzzily, wondering if she would bother showering, or even getting dressed for that matter. She was quite happy though. Her balls hadn’t felt that content in a long time nor had she cum that hard. Nearl would be on her radar now, a person to spend time with on extra special occasions. For now though she’d decided on a plan. It was time for lunch, and everyone had better prepare themselves.
Outside the training room door Dr. Kal’tsit watched from a window. Sighing, she took a sip from her coffee and walked away. Another champion defeated. One more victory for the Silverash she supposes. Until the day comes when someone (or perhaps something?) could defeat that horny bitch, she would continue her search for an answer to her most elusive question. Under her breath she whispered, “What the fuck is sex?”

Chapter Text

Jessica strode through the Rhodes Island landship with the ease of an ice cube through lava. It doesn't feel right, her being here amongst such intelligent and strong operators. Well, at least she thinks so. She doesn't believe it but most other operators see her as reliable if a bit anxious. She has some slight confidence issues, believe it or not. Issues that an instructor sees and has grown quite tired of and believes it's about time she got over them. Arriving at the office of her instructor Jessica sighs, says a prayer and enters.
"You requested to see me?" Jessica fidgets before operator Dobermann and gives an awkward salute. The instructor raises an eyebrow and gestures for her junior to sit.
"You can relax Jessica, you're not in trouble." Dobermann responds trying to put the younger woman at ease as she tries to relax on the chair. "I requested you to come here to speak to you about your...lack of confidence."
The feline guiltily sighs and shifts uncomfortably, she opens her mouth to speak but can't quite find the right words. How should she say that she feels scared all the time in combat? Or that no matter how hard she trains she’ll never be as good as some of the other operators!
Dobermann is certain that she understands the problem. With anxiety like the felines, it most likely would stem from penis size. Calmly the Perro operator gets up and walks to the twitchy younger operator.
"No need to worry, I believe I have a solution to your problem.” Casually the senior operator grabs Jessica’s crotch like it's a normal thing to do. She flexes her fingers and gets a feel for the size, the large size, of the younger operator who gasps and confusedly waves her arms around. "I-Instructor Dobermann what are you d-doing?" She blurts out unsure of what to do.
"Checking your size to see how well you'll fit inside me." Is the reply.
Several thoughts enter Jessica’s noodle such as “Is this real?” and “Oh god she’s touching my bawls!”s and “I wonder how tight she is?”. That last thought causes her to blush hard and grip her chair seat dramatically.
Dobermann casually tightens her grip around one of Jessica’s fat testes, giving the squishy thing a light squeeze to get it working. While the Feline’s legs shake, the Perro leans down and adds her other hand to gently massage the hardening member. Her hand brushes against soft pubic hair which she pets and touches. Leaning down a bit further, squishing her shirt-covered chest on the flustered girl’s face, Dobermann takes a deep whiff of the younger woman’s hair that makes her shudder. “It’s a confidence building exercise that’s all!” the Bolivarian tells herself as she strokes Jessica’s hard, tender cock and thumbs around the woman’s soft, hairy testicles.
Desperately trying to figure out what exactly to do, the panicky Victorian continues to tremble in confusion and bliss as her instructor slowly drags her long, slobbery tongue across her face. Drool slides down the Feline’s cheek to her chin when Dobermann finishes trailing spittle up her forehead. One hand leave’s Jessica’s crotch as the older woman pulls off her shirt and constricting bra, exposing large, milky white breasts and caramel colored nipples. The same hand then grabs the back of the younger woman’s head and smooshes it against creamy, heavenly scented tits that she can’t help but smell and taste. Timidly, Jessica pokes out her tongue for a delicate lick that turns to a smooch. Now desire begins to overcome her cowardice as she rubs her nose into her spittle between Dobermann’s breasts and jiggles them. She giggles a bit as she opens up her eyes and looks up. Staring down at her with glowing eyes of pure lust, the drill instructor licks her lips and smiles, revealing sharp canines. With one fluid motion she brings her lips to Jessica’s for a deep kiss as she sucks the younger woman’s tongue into her mouth.
Gritting her teeth as her eyes flutter and she shakes, Jessica doesn’t think she can take much more.The Feline’s cock is harder than it’s ever been, throbbing steadily and leaking precum constantly. Dobermann’s skilled fingers smear the slippery, fuck fluid down and up Jessica’s girthy, spiky cock down to her bulging knot also covered in pointy, velvety nubs. From somewhere the horny Bolivarian grabs a menacing cock ring and begins to slide it down the sheathless cock until she reaches the knot, which she can’t seem to get past.
After ensuring that the Feline’s swollen dick would be unable to cum, which the operator is too stimulated to complain, Dobermann feels that it’s time. With that she rips the crotch of her undergarments open, revealing her dripping labia before lowering herself onto the pulsing penis. Jessica, already overstimulated as it is, tries to cum and relieve the immense pressure building up from the tugging and clenching of her hairy nuts, but the sturdy cock ring prevents her from impregnating the woman riding her. To add more injury to the insult, a switch is flipped causing the ring to begin to vibrate. The timid operator’s spiky mushroom cockhead flares inside her instructor, dragging against the fleshy g-spot and causing the Perro to clench her vaginal walls and massage deeper. Wondering how she’ll react, the Perro gently places her nipple in the Feline’s mouth, where with nothing better to do she begins to suckle the small tit.
Dobermann smiles as her clit rubs against the younger woman's crotch and pubic fur. Her back arches, popping her squishy nipple away from Jessica’s tongue, as she flexes her hips. Tingling dances in her spine as she thrusts her hips harder. Her eyes close as she rides the bucking Feline’s barbed dick, squashing against the fearsome bulging knot and slathering it with girlcum.
Suddenly Dobermann grabs onto Jessica’s head with both arms her orgasm trembles her and quakes her hips and thighs. Then she gives into the urge and howls aloud, gushing from her lower lips and covering the Feline’s furiously churning nuts.
Jessica’s eyes water from the intensity of her pent up desire. Her dick throbs painfully, making her asshole clench and her taint throb. Still being gripped by warm pussy, her pointy glans flares and stretches out trying to cum so desperately. But the cock jail holds true, preventing a glorious eruption of jizz.
With her needs met, Dobermann rises off of her trainee’s straining dick and redresses with a fresh set of clothes. Jessica still trembles and drools a bit as precum leaks out of her cockhead. Intense need dwells within her crotch but she’s so perplexed she still sits unable to figure out what to do.
Now dressed the instructor sits opposite her trainee and begins pulling out paperwork and an odd pair of pants. “What I’ve just evaluated you on is your-” Dobermann blushes a bit and trembles, leaning on her desk she continues.”Ahem, I’ve evaluated and determined that you are an excellent candidate for Rhodes Island’s new breeding and relief program. Beginning today you are refrained from wearing articles of clothing that could conceal your genitalia. Operator’s that are so inclined as to be attracted to you are allowed to mount themselves upon you, with permission, and relieve themselves of sexual stress. You on the other hand are strictly prohibited from achieving orgasm in order to ensure your seed remains potent. Should an individual request impregnation, you are expected to appear before them within twenty four hours to breed with them. Am I understood?”
Jessica stares dumbfoundedly, wondering if this is some sort of elaborate prank. Yet her instructor looks at her as serious as she ever does, sliding some papers her way along with a pen.
“S-since when does Rhodes Island have a breeding program?” The panicked cat asks.
“Since last night when the Doctor decided that it would be, and I quote, “Pretty sweet!” Dobermann says with the seriousness of Mylnar when he reads a newspaper.
A few minutes pass as Jessica’s penis strains within its circular prison while she signs away papers barely reading them. When she finishes Dobermann ensures that her shorts are changed to a more work-friendly, crotchless version. Then with a twist and a slap on the rear she’s ejected from the office and into the Hallway…where she’s not alone.
“What the fuck…”Are Jessica’s very loud words.
Several operators seem to have heard the two’s loud ‘interactions’ and now mill around. Lappland snickers like the dickhead she is, rubbing her crotch as she walks away. Pramanix…was probably there due to the massive puddle of semen nearby, and Earthspirit…just stares at her.

Glacier Wegenie, Codename Earthspirit, stares at that hot piece of ass named Jessica. There she stands in her usual garb, except that her fat dick stands completely erect above some swollen, veiny testicles. Licking her lips, Glacier approaches the new relief officer and informally, but gently fingers the Feline’s glans.
“You’re a new relief officer right?” The Caprinae says gripping Jess’s cock slightly tighter. “You can help with my-” She licks her lips, “Urges…”
Despite how red her face had turned, despite how embarrassed she felt, Jessica couldn’t lie so she quietly said “yes”, thus sealing her fate.
Without a second of hesitation Earthspirit grabbed Jessica’s wrist and pulled her all the way to her dorm. The entire way there she got stares and whistles as her dick wobbled and bobbed, dripping precum the entire way. Once inside the geologist’s room the door is shut and locked, leaving the two alone.
Almost immediately after the door locks the room’s owner began to quickly strip herself of clothing. She then stands nude before her relief officer. Her breasts seemed the same c-cup as Jessica’s, though her areolas and nipples looked a darkish blue color. Below a neatly trimmed patch of blonde pubic hair hang a long, thin elbow length, bluish cock thickest at the base. At the tip its girth rivaled a pinky whereas its sheath’s thickness equaled a thumb. Her testicles on the other hand were each lemon sized, hanging down almost to her penis’s tip. Strangely, protruding from her cockhead’s tip happened to be a purple ring.
“I-I need you to pull on it.” Earthspirit says walking up to Jess. “T-the ring I mean. Gently.”
Embarrassed but unable to look away, Jessica watches as her hand reaches down to the Caprinae’s lengthy penis. Grabbing the ring she pulls up slowly, watching the long cock rise until she could see its underside. Reaching down deep, the sounding beads near the pale woman’s crotch.
Gulping the excited cat begins pulling, watching as precum begins to seep out as more beads spread the supporter’s thin urethral lips. Glacier’s shudders as her cock is reverse fucked, and her right hand grabs her schlong to feel as the last orb leaves her cock with a wet squelch and a flood of pre.
“Okay *Huff* I need you to lower your cock a bit.” Earthspirit says, stroking her hardening cock. The Feline’s cock has been hard for a while, unable to really bend, so the two get into a sixty-nine position.
From her view, Jessica can only feel when her penis is touched. Each time she inhales, she feels the geologist’s ballsack shift over her face. It smells kinda earthy with a rich musky scent. Sticking her tongue out she tastes the salty, sweaty sack, tracing her tongue between the two fat testes. When both orbs were nice and clean she sucked one in, tracing her tongue over every wrinkle and bump, until the other teste needed a tasting.
As Earthspirit’s balls were getting sucked on she decided to return the favor in a way. Shifting her weight to her elbows, she moved her hands till she could feel Jessica’s asscheeks, then she groped around till she found her goal. Swirling softly, she played with Brynley’s shy winking asshole, quivering as it tried to relax a bit. With her left hand she gently cradles the Feline’s velvety soft balls, moving them around with her fingers as she breathes against them. Inhaling softly lets her enjoy the pleasant, sexual aroma as she nuzzles her nose against them. After a few more seconds of letting balls get sucked, she decides it’s time to play and rises up.
Jessica could feel her urethra being played with. Poked and prodded, occasionally licked or touched by something slick, followed by a pinky or something. But too late did the Feline realize what was about to happen. With a quick thrust Jessica feels her cock being penetrated as something slithers inside.
Glacier’s thigh moves, pulling her slick teste out from Jessica’s mouth and giving Feline the slightest peek of her schlong getting fucked. The rich relief officer watches with wide eyes as her spiky cock is stretched and used each time the geologist thrusts her hips. Her reddish pink cock is held in place by a gripping hand that tightens each time more dick goes inside with a wet “Slurp!” and a grunt from Earthspirit. It stung a bit at first, but now that she’s gotten used to it, the Brynley feels elation everytime the thin shaft spreads her urethra’s fleshy walls.
Wegenie’s hanging balls slap and drag across Jessica’s face as she continues to fuck the lower woman’s weenie. The cat giggles a bit, hisses then raises her head and notice’s the taller woman’s dark blue anus. Now horny enough to return the favor, she raises her head and slurps her tongue across Glacier’s taint. Right after she hears a gasp and she starts tonguing and wiggling the dark blue anus winking away.
The Sniper feels the familiar warmth building up in her crotch, hoping that this time maybe she’ll get to cum just a little bit. Her nuts tug and her pointy cockhead flares to spew out hot liquidy goodness, but it never comes. The Caprinae above her doesn’t stop humping until she grabs the base of Jessica’s cock and thrusts forward. Somehow the tiny penis head slips beneath the constricting cock-ring. Then to the sniper’s dismay, she feels the supporter’s balls clenching up to her crotch. A river of sperm flows through Glacier’s cock, stretching the already sensitive wall’s of the Feline’s bullied cock and bulging at the ring. Somehow sensing a disruption the horned woman’s ass clenches and her nuts crunch harder, smooshing all the sperm it can to flood the poor Brynley’s schlong and relieve its own pressure.
Just as Jessica’s balls sag back down in defeat, she feels something squirting inside of her. Somehow, Earthspirit’s sperm was able to slip underneath the cockring to join and expand the Feline’s swollen nuts. Her eyes water as her burden grows heavier at her crotch ever more and her tail twitches and swishes irritably.
Smiling dumbly, Glacier empties herself into the smaller woman’s groin. Looking down, she watches the testicles swell and churn with frustration inside the Feline’s furry scrotum. She can smell her own musk being added to the already sweet aroma of the Brynley’s hairy sack, and wonders if her own seed would continue to live inside or if it would join when it was finally released.
When the last of her orgasm fades and her hips no longer felt like bucking Earthspirit pulls her hips back, popping her docile blue cock out of the straining one with a satisfying spermy pop. Jessica’s cock drools cum onto her wet shirt, though not her own, from its gaping entrance.
Glacier, now content, rises to her feet and redresses herself. When finished she helps clean her guest up a bit before bidding her farewell.
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Outside a door again, incredibly upset, and with a throbbing erection, Jessica wants nothing more than to fuck something, cry (Happily afterwards) and go to sleep. It’s only midday though so that may be a bit harder said than done. As she starts walking back to her room, she gets curious stares. Trying to stare at her feet, her face flushes red as sin while her cock bobs and swings precum around, there for everyone to see! Apparently word hadn’t circulated around to everyone pertaining to the “Relief Program” so several people commented on her “exhibitionist” status. Embarrassment happened to further the Feline’s arousal as her genitals began to stiffen again.
Before she loses hope she sees her room and rushes towards it! Her eyes tear in happiness, remembering something in the contract about the cockring coming off in her dorm, as her hand reaches towards the door handle. But right before her fingers coil around the cold metal, she smells something…Priestly…Then she hears her name.
“Excuse me…Jessica? Could you help me with something?” Turning around, the feline beholds Pramanix. Just like the smaller Feline her genitals are quite visible, though hers lacks the circular prison. Anger and jealous spark and ignite inside Jessica. Why was the Karlan Priestess allowed to walk around without a cockring! It wasn’t fair! She had to know why!!!
“P-Pramanix. Are you in the relief program too?”
“Huh? What relief program?” The Silverash responds. Okay this is just regular Pramanix, which makes more sense but doesn’t help Jessica’s situation at all.
“No. Me, Quartz and Midnight just wanted to know if you’d join us for a movie?” The Priestess answers innocently, uncaring that her penis dribbles precum out for everyone to see.
From somewhere behind the fluffy tailed feline operator Yoru, codename Midnight, and operator Quartz stepped into view. The Sarkaz radiated masculine charm and mystique, which was normal except for the lovely tent in his pants. The Lupo seemed to be incredibly horny, on account of her dry humping Midnight and staring into Jessica’s eyes.
The Sniper’s dick yearned for her to just say no and go into her room, but for whatever reason that didn’t happen.
“Yes.” Is what she says, betrayed by her dick’s need to FUCK.
Minutes later she’s introduced to Midnight’s room. The suave man opens the door for his guests allowing them to inhale its fruity, musky atmosphere as they enter. Once the door is closed, everyone but Jessica begins stripping until she stands there clothed and alone until she finally follows suit. When all four are nude Midnight gestures them to the massive bed where Pramanix flops onto, Quarts crawls over the nude Priestess to a comfy pillow and Jessica timidly sits down next to Pramanix. Midnight fiddles with a remote and begins streaming a popular RomCom that Jessica hadn’t seen before, before moving between the other two girls.. As the movie begins three of the occupants get comfortable and familiar with themselves.
Quartz lays back and rubs her outer labia, occasionally moving over to rub her clit and moan low. Midnight lounges beside her, between her and Enya, idly stroking himself and rubbing his balls. Pramanix lay back and against midnight, letting her long cock drape over the Sarkaz’s leg and drip precum onto the sheet. Jessica, now too horny to care, strokes her shaft erratically while her thighs quiver.
“Thanks for the movie Mid, I haven’t seen many movies ya’know?” Quartz comments, gingerly pinching her clitoris and pulling.
“It’s my pleasure to provide ma’am, and I do so love to pleasure.” Yoru replies to her left as his right hand brushes against the Lupo’s breast, slick with the priestess’s precum, making her skin tingle and her warm breath quicken. He traces his fingers against her side, slowly trailing his fingers up to her nipple where he flips his hand and grabs her nipple between his knuckles. His smiles, commenting on the movie as his hand raises to her ear and scratches. Quartz grits her teeth, flutters her eyes and shakes her leg a bit as he continues.
“I don’t know, I think it would’ve been more romantic if she sang for him.” Enya says, adjusting her long pale schlong over her breasts, slavering them with her girlcum. As she explains her point she bends down some, shifting her thighs and squishy balls until she could place her lips upon her glans, to liberally drink precum as she spoke. Sticky clear fluid drips from her lips and splashes down to her pillowy breasts.
Jessica watches it all, twitchy with sensitivity, waiting for them to start fucking. Her cock drips and swells, ready to fuck the first willing hole that she can.
“Ummf, they’re trying too hard to be funny. They *Ah* should space it out moooooOOREE!!!” Jerking her hips, Quartz spasms as Midnight’s hand flicks her clitoris. Warmth tingles within her crotch and dances in her chest. Twisting her hips she rubs her labia against the soft bed while midnight continues to rub her. Her bushy tail swishes as she shuts her eyes, squeezing them tight before she relaxes and breathes in.
“My my, that looked pleasant.” Enya dreamily relates, swirling her finger and poking inside her urethra as preslop bubbles up in goopy streams.
“I’m ever so glad I could be of service, please let me know if you need some water darling.” Midnight adds as he retracts his sticky hand, watching over the Guard as her breathing calms.
Wanting a better look Jessica begins leaning over Pramanix, drooling a bit, as she gets a better view and inhaling the scent of Quartz’s girlcum. As she nears the perfect view, stroking and squeezing her spiky nubbed cock, Jessica loses her balance slapping her cheek upon the priestess’s soft thighs, smearing spit and thick precum on her face.
Looking down at the silly cat, Pramanix tilts her head and watches the other Feline land face first on her lap right before her fat, fluffy scrotum. The Sniper slowly breathes in the pure, sweet pungenty aroma of the Priestess, then she moves her nose closer until it bumps against wet white fur. Popping out of her mouth, Jessica’s tongue swipes against Enya’s moist, furry ballsack until she opens her mouth and tries to suck it in. Sweet sweat and savory semen get sucked onto the Brynley’s taste buds while she closes her eyes to enjoy the flavor.
The shorter woman then notices what she’s doing, stopping several seconds after she gets uncomfortable with the staring. Nearly shameless, she finally asks the question that’s been trying to get out.
“So w-when do we fuck?” Jessica finally asks, still smelling Pramanix’s lower wet hair.
“Oh! Well whenever you’re comfortable I suppose. Would you like to start?” Midnight raises an eyebrow, politely asking the questioner and his guests.
“Of course.” Pramanix lazily smiles, leaning over and kissing the host allowing her long pale cock to slip down and her breasts to smoosh against him. He chuckles a bit as he begins stroking her slippery length down to her balls and massaging them. Quarts sits up and begins fiddling with something to her side.
Jessica breathes in the overwhelming scent of Enya’s cock, so close to her nose. Next to that she watches as Yoru’s dexterous fingers rub and prod the leopard woman’s thick nutsack. Pramanix gasps, whispering low and moaning softly as she kneads her left breast. With a horny glance, the two Feline’s lock eyes and the Priestess smiles kindly. Reaching down she grasps the smaller woman’s hand and raises it to caress her erect, pink nipple. Had she been able to, Jessica would’ve come right as her hand touched the gentle woman’s firm breasts. Instead her cock throbs pitifully, squirting out a meager wad of precum.
Unexpectedly Jessica’s tail strikes something, prompting her to look back. Quartz looks back at her, nearing the horny feline’s puckered asshole as she closes her eyes. Gasping, the Sniper feels the Lupo’s slippery tongue toying with her winking backdoor. She trembles with delight as her tight ass is tickled open, feeling herself be licked within as the wiggly foreign invader squiggles excitedly inside.
Twisting around, Jessica’s stomach flutters and she feels like she’s floating as if she on the cusp of something great. But the feeling never releases, and her tired nuts tug weakly in vain, trying to trigger an orgasm. Tearing up again, the terminally teased Feline feel’s the tongue exit her tingly anal ring.
Midnight amusedly watches Quartz remove her deliciously tactile tongue, and stands to reveal the strap-on she had equipped. Seven inches long, studded, ribbed, warmed, with several vibrating settings and realistic ejaculating features. It’s a marvel to sexual technology as it also fuck’s the user’s vagina with each thrust, vibrating along the inner labia and clitoris in tune with the dildo section. It happens to be a gift to the Mercenary that she occasionally ‘gifts’ to him. As the Sarkazian man sucks roughly against the Priestess’s neck, listening to the snowy haired woman’s excited gasps, he watches the smaller Feline get flipped onto her back. As the cat-eared woman wiggles on her back, legs spread, she is mounted by the silver haired Lupo.
Quartz drips lust from her nethers, raising her artificial cock above the unusually forward operator’s testicles underneath her. Then she looks into the Feline’s watery eyes, feeling her warm breath rise and smelling the pure lust about her. Looking down the mercenary watches the smaller woman’s belly rise then fall, and her breasts jiggle as her chest heaves. Gazing back into the Sniper’s eyes Quartz watches Jessica hiss and jump and the weighty dildo smacks her fuzzy testicles.
Everytime her swollen, needy testicles are dick slapped, the Brynley’s sounded cockhole spits out thick globs of musky precum. Every smack against her nuts makes the Feline smile, each lovely thump lets her forget about her desperate need to cum and the tight cockring.
After one final thwack, Quartz lowers her thick wang to squish it against the lustful Blacksteel operator’s warm, winking asshole. Licking her lips the mercenary fucks herself into the Feline’s guts, jiggling both operators breasts. Jessica yelps as she’s penetrated and moans, gasping when the vibrations massages her prostate.
Pramanix’s rosy gaze flows upon the couple in coitus, shivering vividly as her first orgasm pumps from her cockhead. Midnight licks the leopard woman’s blushing face, giving her a sloppy makeout when their lips meet. Saliva drips between the two and onto the Sarkaz’s delicate grip. He strokes the orgasming Priestess’s cum lumps, pulsing up the pale veiny shaft and out onto Enya’s face. The two pass salty, lumpy and sweet sperm into each other’s mouths for the other to taste. As her rich flavor envelops her thoughts, Enya can’t help but greedily swallow and gulp when Midnight tongues a fat portion into her throat.
The devilish man gives a fiendish smile, elated that he could satisfy someone yet again. His fetish is plainly obvious, pleasuring others and raising their passions. The Silverash was the only person he had ever met that was able to meet his own desires and more! Admiration floods through him, warming his chest as Enya strokes his tingling length before dangling her fingers around his smooth, tannish testicles. Yoru cherishes Pramanix’s cheerful, pleasant breath against his neck and the cum splattered over his chest.
Swirling her finger gently around his smallish pink nipple, the Silverash watches his cock twitch each time she flicks his nipple. Midnight groans low when she nips his ear, making his heart beat faster, and glides her fingers along his trembling inner thigh. She grips his cock lightly, feeling its pulse and the impending ejaculation, letting go right before he can reach his end. Yoru smiles, growling and lifting his hand to finger fuck the Priestess’s tight, gushing urethra. Enya gasps, locking eyes with him as the two play with each other.
Midnight doesn’t notice Jessica’s utterly climax deprived cock, straining against its lock and flaring vividly. As she’s anally plowed and mouth fucked by the dominate mercenary’s wide tongue, she tries to focus on anything but her puffy, sperm makers. Stretched with squirming, aggravated sperm the Brynley’s testicles churn painfully, screaming for release. Jessica squeezes her legs powerfully around Quartz’s waist, struggling to get the larger woman to fuck harder through her animalistic grunts and moans.
Trembling in her legs, the Lupo continues thrusting despite the furious vibrating inside the squirming damsel she’s fucking below her. As Quartz’s third orgasm approaches, she deepens her kiss shared with her Feline partner until their hips meet. With icy heat prancing through the wolfish sadist’s core, her vagina clenches as if in heat, activating the dildo. Purple synthetic cum pulses deep into orgasm deprived pussy-cat who lay straining, rubs her spiked glans as her ass fills with goo, frantically trying to cum. As her orgasm crescendos into its highest peak the mercenary gives a final thrust before falling beside her partner fast asleep.
Eventually Jessica realizes the futility of her dream to finally cum and with great effort, ceases her masturbation. Instead she slithers her hand lower to her sticky, furry balls and squeezes. Either delirious from her denied orgasm or adapting to stress, a goofy smile stretches across the Feline’s face as the secret masochist within is revealed. Squishing her nuts softly, experimenting with pressure, her eyes drift to the other two operators enjoying themselves.
Rhythmically breathing as she lay on her back, bathed in pillows, the Silverash relishes the loving, erotic caresses her lover gifts her. Yoru massages her glans, stroking the tip as she clenches her toes and drizzles her breasts in jizz. Scritching the back of her ear and dragging his tongue across her buxom chest he slurps up her ejaculate, pausing only to suckle her breast. Queerly she feels suckling against her thick, furry balls. Prompted to look down, she's overjoyed to see her fellow Feline gingerly licking her sack, squiggling her tongue between the Priestess's nut hairs for a saltier taste.
Pausing his jerking of Enya’s throbbing cock, the Sarkaz’s hand reaches down to scratch behind the Sniper’s ears and watch her. Edging herself fiercely Jessica jams her thumb around her glans, wiggling her fingers through her scrotal fur, as she continues fellating Pramanix’s fat nutsack.
This worries him and he thinks…maaaybe he should intervene.
Sighing gentlemanly, Midnight cease’s his sexual actions to dress himself and his jittery friend. Behind he leaves Quartz in good hands, as Enya just strokes herself like usual. Together, he and Jessica travel back to her room. As they travel, the Feline receives a moment of clarity. The contracts said she could finally orgasm once she’s back in her room right? She read that correctly right? RIIIIIIGHT???
“Oh fuck.” She says quietly, hoping her memory didn’t betray her and for the sweet Doctor’s mercy…