Erin stretched with a yawn and then proceed to scratch at her ear as she read the bulletin board. This late on a Friday, there was not a lot to do. The bulletin board was, thus, rather sparse. She scanned her eyes over the board again and made up a game plan in her mind. She also noted that there were very few zookeepers around – only two others, both friends of hers. She perked an ear as she heard someone approaching. She turned and smiled. “G’evening, Kendal.”

Kendal, a pretty clouded leopard, nodded in return, “Hello.” She approached Erin and stood alongside her as she too scanned the bulletin board. She chuffed, “Not a lot to do tonight. Gonna be a slow one.”

Erin nodded again, “Will be. I don’t mind that, but, I dunno what we’ll do all shift.”

The wolf cocked a brow, “Are you really saying that?”

The jackal giggled, “Yes, I am. I guess I don’t think before I speak, sometimes.”

Kendal shook her head, “Just… get your stuff done. I’ll take the aquatic sections. There’s always a lot to do there and I like water way more than you do.”

Erin shrugged, “Guilty as charged. I’ll see you later, then. Don’t enjoy your swim too much.”

 She did up the last couple of buttons on her shirt before leaving the main office and strolling down the pathway to the supply closet. The petite black-backed jackal heaved a cart out of its parking space with a few soft grunts and some growling before it finally rolled over the imperfections in the concrete and got going.

She hummed a little song as she walked along the deserted pathways. A departing janitor nodded in her direction and she returned the gesture with a small wave. The four foot four canine was hardly even visible behind the cart. She stopped first at the lion enclosure and stepped inside with little worry even as the male lion watched with idle interest. She greeted him with a small yip and he nodded in return. Joker loved being a zoo animal. He had a bit of an ego and that was perfect for being looked at all day, especially in exchange for a climate-controlled place to sleep and a wonderful diet of various meats. She checked their toys, inspected their shelters, swept up droppings, then departed.

It was tedium but pleasant tedium nonetheless. She talked to one of her favorites, the coyotes, then had a pleasant chat with their resident grizzly bear mother. There was no hurry, and it was nice to be talking to some of her four-legged friends. The air had a slight chill to it that was worsening with the falling light but her uniform kept it most of it at bay. Her thin fur coat did not do much to assist her in this weather. She looked around and enjoyed the scenery as she walked to the next section of the zoo. It was a very well kept facility. The pathways were clean concrete sidewalks with cut grass and trees lining the sides. She walked under the archway that led to the “African” exhibit area, where she had begun her cleaning duties. She had gone out in an arch around the various sections and was now looping back to her last and very favorite enclosure.

It was the African elephant enclosure, holding two female African bush elephants. It was also one of their biggest enclosures, shaped like a gigantic bowl that had an open plains area, some groves of trees, a stream, and even some rocky areas where guests could not see the two girls if they were feeling shy at any particular time of the day. There was also a large underground shelter area for really cold times or during a particularly harsh storm.

Erin used her keys to unlock the stairwell entryway and then took the worn stone steps downwards into the pit. She stepped onto the grass and sighed softly, looking around with a few idle twitches of her ears and her tail. She saw the younger of the two females, Turi, lounging under a tree. She trumpeted softly in Erin’s direction, and Erin waved back. She took out a net and went down to the creek to fish out any pieces of trash that didn’t get washed down the stream and into the filters. There was little, thankfully. A couple of wrappers and a plastic bottle were dragged out with a net and deposited in a bag.

Erin looked up as she felt the ground quaking slightly. It was the other elephant, somehow even more titanic than the already huge Turi. Aberash was a little over ten foot tall at the shoulder, whereas Turi was around nine and a half. The humongous herbivore made a soft chuffing sound and flapped her large ears, to which Erin yipped in a friendly way. She watched as the gigantic mammal dipped her long trunk into the clear water and then sprayed it into her maw, fascinated as usual by that muscular appendage. Aberash ejected the water twice into her maw and then once over her face. She shook it clear of the water, leaving her skin vividly defined by the residual moisture and cleaned of any dust that had accumulated. Erin caught herself staring. The elephant looked so majestic doing that… and the way the water made her skin so vivid… it was wonderful. She blinked and smiled as Aberash met her eyes. Not that the elephant minded the attention. She liked being in a zoo and liked feeling pretty, which was not hard when she was genuinely gorgeous. The larger beast asked in a soft tone betraying of her size, “How goes your chores tonight?”

Erin shrugged, “Simple. I’m pretty much done once I get those rocks cleaned off.”

The large mammal nodded her great head, “Its always appreciated, Erin.” 

Erin reached out, and Aberash rubbed her trunk over her palm in a very friendly way, getting a smile from the jackal. Erin petted over the idly swaying and twitching trunk, savoring the smooth but richly textured surface that was impossibly dexterous. Aberash wrapped her trunk around the jackal’s wrist before slowly withdrawing it. This elephant was a lot older than Turi, and she had some scars along her massive body. They were small but noticeable from this distance. All it did in Erin’s eyes was add to the female’s character. Erin asked her friend in a soft voice, “How’re you faring with the season change, sweetie? It's a bit chillier than usual.”

The elephant flapped her ears and twitched her tail, which was equal to a shrug, “It's not my favorite but I can get used to it. I’ll just have to be in the shelter house more often.” Erin nodded slightly.

They continued to chat for a short while as Erin checked some other aspects of the water and ensured it was fully cleaned. Then she said farewell to her friend for the moment and wandered across the gigantic enclosure to one quadrant of the “bowl”. She twirled the broom in her left hand and whistled idly, letting her thoughts wander as she approached the large formations. Erin hated to admit it to herself, but she was… feeling something approaching attraction to the giant creature. She knew she was a zoophile. She’d had that issue for a while with her job, and it had even gotten her caught eating out a lioness once. Of course, Kendal just giggled and moved on, but it still irritated Erin despite its total lack of consequences.

She tried to force her thoughts to something less sexual as she scrubbed at the wall. All she could do, though, was think about the elephant’s trunk, and other parts of her. What that long appendage might do between her legs… or maybe how the beast’s breasts would feel under her own hands… or even how she might taste between her gigantic rear legs, with the inviting snatch of hers.

Erin huffed as she felt a bit of heat growing between her legs. She kept trying but she kept fantasizing about the two beasts. She wasn’t sure what made them so attractive. For Turi, it was her bubbly nature, her smooth, clean skin, her bright brown eyes, and her smallish but pearly white tusks. She had a cute-in-a-sexy-way look to her. Aberash… Aberash had a sort of gentle nature about her, with a lot of wisdom shining behind her dark eyes. Her tusks were long and graceful if faded slightly. Elephants were rare things for zoophiles to go after because of their size but Erin adored them all the more for it. Being such a small creature, it was easy to be dwarfed, but being dwarfed as much as she was by the elephants was incredibly exciting. She had an image stuck in her head, of her own snout buried in Aberash’s nether lips and her tongue digging into that cavernous honeypot, struggling with the sheer quantity of all of it, while Turi pleased her from behind… or maybe using her mouth and tongue to worship either elephantess’ breasts, especially if swollen and full of warm milk. She’d seen Aberash’s breasts like that after she’d had a calf and she remembered the image vividly.

She huffed again and stopped her brushing. There was just too much heat, and it had to be released. She looked around. Aberash was relaxing near the outer wall and she couldn’t see Turi. She didn’t want the elephants to see her masturbating on the job, never mind know she was masturbating to them. She set the broom aside and frantically undid the button and the zipper on her pants. She dropped to her knees and spread out her legs in front of her. The grass was soft and cool beneath her knees, and the rock behind her let her rest on something if she needed to do so.

She was, unsurprisingly, soaked. She slid a hand down the front of her shirt before rubbing a finger over her outer folds slowly and sensually. Her entrance was a tight, neat slit with just a teasing flash of pink showing. Erin tensed up and shivered with a soft whine forcing its way out of her throat as her digits finally contacted the needy flesh. Her nerves were extremely tender from the sexual energy built up by her thoughts. She now used two fingers to stroke up and down over her went entrance, her tail wagging into a blur against the grass as she rotated her hand to tease her clitoris with the base of her fingers and her own pads.

As much as she would have loved to tease herself longer, she had to make this quick. The female curled one of her fingers and then slowly pressed it into her interior. She curled her toes tightly and gritted her teeth to keep the moan trapped in her throat. It was a sweet reprieve, but not true relief. She pushed the finger against the upper wall of her snatch and forcefully stretched and rubbed her textured interior. She soon pressed in a second finger as the need demanded. She curled them and pumped her hand in a desperate attempt to quench her flames. 

It was an intense inferno of pent up lust that was sparked by touching Aberash’ trunk and hearing her gentle voice. There were tinges of guilt for perverting simple friendly gestures, but right now Erin was far too close to her intense climax to truly care about that. She grunted softly and panted desperately as she worked her fingers deeper into herself. She was making a mess of her digits and it was a sloppy-sounding affair. It seemed to carry rather well in the cool evening air. She laid her ears back and sat onto her rump, fingering herself faster for the final push to her climax.

She used her second hand to rub over her body and massage over her breasts. Her bra dulled the sensation somewhat but it was still enough to get a delicious tingle from the sensitized nerves around that area. She began to hump her hips into her fingers and jumped as a knuckle rammed into her G-spot, sending a deep, almost painful shock throughout her body. The jackal made an awfully sharp yelp that was probably audible to anyone in the pen, but she was too annoyed to notice. She paused for a second and shifted before resuming with an irritated growl. It would take her even longer, now. Time that she didn’t have. She didn’t want to be caught. She built up the momentum once more, pushing her digits in and out of the wet mess of her snatch, starting to pant and shudder once more. She was getting close again.

Erin stopped with a startled squeak as she felt the ground vibrating beneath her. She scrabbled for her pants but hadn’t even gotten them buttoned again when Aberash appeared in front of her, skidding to stop and looking somewhat panicked. The elephant’s eyes found the jackal, and she froze. She stared at her zookeeper, looking almost confused for a second. Their eyes met for an awkward moment. Then Aberash glanced away. Erin panted out a quick apology. She started trying to button herself up again as Aberash responded in a flustered burst, “Don’t be, Erin. Sorry to interrupt you.”

She glanced back at the jackal. Her panties were back up and over her womanhood, at least. Erin bit her lip, “No, no… you’re fine… I… I’m sorry I was doing it in here, in front of you two...”

Aberash chuckled softly. She said, “Goodness, Erin. I know I’m pretty but you should restrain yourself.” She added a teasing note to her jest that made Erin feel a bit better. Her tail uncurled and even wagged slightly. The jackal knew that she said that as a joke, but perhaps feeling emboldened by the orgasmic chemicals still stewing in her body, she replied in a serious way.

“You are just too pretty for me to resist, I guess.” Aberash blinked and twitched her ears. Erin curled up her tail slightly and laid her ears back again. She met the giant mammal’s eyes out of the corners of her own. That was definitely the wrong thing to say...

Aberash appeared to think for a few moments before taking a couple of tentative steps closer. Softly, the quadruped asked, “What do you mean by that, Erin?”

Erin turned her head slightly towards her and swallowed the lump in her throat. She mumbled, “I… I know you meant that as a joke but… but… you really are… very pretty…Aberash. I think you’re beautiful.” 

Her eyes immediately broke contact with the giant creature’s gaze. The jackal hurriedly began to redo her buttons and was going to redo her zipper when the elephant’s trunk grabbed her wrist and held it in place. She looked up with wide eyes, meeting the elephantess’ gentle brown gaze. There was no anger there. Aberash even had a little smirk, “Don’t do anymore, Erin. Why are you so scared? You look like I’m about to gore you.”

Erin glanced at the two humongous ivory tusks that sprouted from Aberash’s face. She noticed Turin standing to one side with an intrigued look on her face. Erin then met the older elephant’s eyes again and explained, “...I… I kind of expected to get gored, A-Aberash. 

Aberash nodded, “Okay. Why did you expect me to do that? I’d never raise a tusk against you, Erin. You know that.”

The canine let a little smile peek through, then she swallowed again, “I… I know… but… but...”

Aberash waited patiently for the answer she knew to manifest but she quickly saw it wasn’t coming. Erin shook her head and flattened her ears against her head. Her stuttering was choked off and silenced. Aberash took another step closer and filled it in, “No, Erin. It's not gross. If anything I’m upset that we’ve had so many after-hours evenings together and you’ve never told me before.” She glanced down at the jackal’s open zipper, “You never did finish, did you?” Her trunk retracted and released the canine’s wrist.

Erin was staring at her with wide eyes. The elephant… actually reciprocated those feelings? And was happy to help her realize her fantasies? She managed to close her mouth after a few seconds and said with a beaming grin, “N… no. I was close, though. C-could I finish?”

Aberash got a little grin on her face. Erin didn’t know what it meant but it excited her. The elephant said, “Not at all, but you are going to have a little help this time around.”

Erin felt her heart skip a beat. She shifted around as she felt her heat coming back. In a hushed voice, she gasped, “Y-you mean… can… I’ve always… um… wanted to… you know… do stuff...”

Aberash was relentless, now that she’d gotten the zookeeper to admit her feelings. The elephant had always harbored a suspicion from how Erin touched her and looked at her. There was a reason that Erin got so many chances to look at her sex. She teased, “What kind of stuff, honey?”

Erin rubbed the back of her head as her cheeks burned. She managed to mumble, “E-eat you out… touch you… that… that stuff...” She smiled sheepishly at her larger friend, with this whole awkward admission out in the open.

The bigger elephant chuckled and shook her head, “Just eat me out? Just touch me? Look at how big I am, especially compared to you. You aren’t thinking outside of the box here.”

Erin frowned. She sat up a bit and asked her, “What do you mean?”

Aberash offered her trunk to help Erin stand, telling her, “Strip down and you’ll know.”

Erin took the offered trunk and was hauled to her feet. She leaned on it for a second to regain her balance before glancing around tentatively. There was nothing to worry about. No one could see them in this little gully and there was no one around but her friends at this time of night on this day. She let out a deep breath before starting to undo the buttons down the front of her shirt. She found herself giving the two watching elephants a bit of a strip tease. The canine grinned at Turi and Aberash, slowly removing the buttons and opening up her shirt. It did not reveal much, but her undershirt better hugged her body and was much better at accentuating her curves than the relatively baggy khaki over-shirt.

Turi and Aberash talked as the buttons came apart one by one. Turi asked, “So, our cute little zookeeper thinks we’re really pretty?”

Aberash giggled, “Really, really pretty. She’s really brave for saying she was jilling off to us. All big and mean like we are.”

Erin giggled as she pulled her shirt out of her waistband and undid the last button. The garment was tugged off and laid aside. Then she pulled down her shorts after fidgeting with the last button for a couple of seconds. Her toned legs and pleasingly curved rump were much more visible. Now standing in her white undershirt and her blue panties, the jackal slowly tugged the cutoff up and over her head before depositing it atop the clothing next to her. That revealed her modest but pleasantly shaped breasts hidden under a blue bra and her fuzzy white-furred tummy with its flat and toned shape. She was no weight lifter but she was a good runner, and it showed in her graceful form. She reached behind herself and intentionally fiddled with the latch of her bra. With her arms like that, it highlighted her breasts. Turi and Aberash looked rather pleased with the sights they were seeing.

She finally removed her bra. Her breasts came free, with their soft fur and black nipples. They were small, even for her size, but neither of the large animals watching her seemed to mind too much. Erin tossed aside her bra and turned around to bend over and tug down her blue panties. She kicked them aside and twirled around. The jackal did a small curtsy, then giggled softly, “Is it too weird that I just showed off for two elephants?”

Aberash shook her head, “I certainly enjoyed watching it, honey.”

Turi looked her over for a moment, “You are even more adorable without clothes...”

Erin blushed heavily and smiled at her. Then she glanced at Aberash as the elephant said, “I think you forgot something, Erin.” She pointed with her trunk to the jackal’s foot-paws.

The bipedal glanced down. She had left her white socks on. She looked up and laid her ears back, “I… I tend to get cold feet… c-can I keep them on?”

Aberash shook her head as she came close once again, “You won’t want anything on for this, Erin. You’ll be very warm, trust me.”

The jackal began to wag her tail in quick, short, concise arcs. She yanked her socks off one after the other and tossed them aside. She clasped her hands together behind her back and put on her best “puppy-eyes”, asking, “Can I know what we’re doing now?”

Aberash’s trunk slowly approached Erin’s midriff. She glanced back and forth between it and the elephant as said elephant teased, “It's a surprise, sweetie.” The jackal whined softly before gasping as the elephant’s trunk wrapped around her torso and up underneath her breasts. Skillfully, Aberash snaked it up between her boobs and gently coaxed her into standing up ramrod straight. Then she was lifted off of the ground and into the air. The jackal squeaked and yipped and shivered, both from the delightfully textured and wonderfully handled trunk that was securely holding her in the air and the fact that she was in the air, now seeing things from Aberash’s chest height.

She looked around as much as she could. Aberash cooed, “Turi...would you be a dear and present yourself?” The other elephant turned around and spread out her hind legs slightly. Erin wiggled in anticipation. Slowly, they approached the other animal. Each of Aberash’s footsteps swayed Erin gently and sent small vibrations through the elephantess’ trunk and into her small body. Her eyes were fixed on Turi’s rear end, which was getting larger by the moment. She looked oddly adorable with her butt up in the air… and her snatch looked amazing. It was a fleshy slit between her legs which had glistening moisture all around it. It was suitably large and Erin began to lick her lips at the thought of what it might taste like.

The jackal was squirming with anticipation and arousal by the time the two elephants were within reach of one another. Erin gasped and gripped the trunk a bit harder as Aberash descended gently and gracefully onto her knees. Deftly, the jackal was extended forward and then placed just in front of the younger elephant’s snatch. Erin gazed wide-eyed at the elephant rear end that now filled her vision. Then her eyes fell on her item of focus. The zookeeper reached out both hands and gently stroked them up and around Turi’s slit. She heard the younger elephantess making small, breathy sounds of anticipation and need.

She had always loved the texture of elephant skin, but this section was even better. She had to work up some courage before she moved her hands closer, coming within a hair’s breadth of brushing that elephantine pussy. She felt the wetness and the heat radiating from that section of her body. Erin’s tail was wagging itself into a blur as she smeared Turi’s honey onto her hands and then brought them up to her face. She sniffed at them a few times to sate her canine olfactory,  cooing and shuddering at the delightful scent before she started to lap at the wet stuff covering her hands. Her eyes fluttered as she tasted the elephant, realizing a fantasy she’d had for a while and also finding that it tasted even better than she had imagined.

She was brought even closer to Turi’s snatch as Turi wriggled slightly and jutted out her rear end eagerly. Erin giggled, cooed a soft apology for messing around, and leaned forward just slightly to rub her cold nose up and down the eager slit between the giant creature’s legs. A gentle trumpeting noise made the jackal perk her ears and grin. Erin could only bear to tease her for a moment before she extended her tongue and began to lap at the warm and delicious folds like a water bowl, feeling rather inadequate as even her intense efforts only made the elephant slightly wetter and extracted quiet noises of somewhat increased arousal. Erin wanted her to make more delicious noise, and she wanted her body heaving. The canine dug deeper and deeper with her tongue, exploring every inch of those cavernous depths she could with her tongue, digging into the nooks and crannies just inside of Turi’s entrance.

She had definitely forgotten that, sometimes, too much size difference was a bad thing. Erin just could not reach deep enough to get to the weak spots within her friend’s depths. She leaned back after a couple of seconds with a deep pant, “I… I’m too small… I’m sorry, Turi...”

Aberash giggled and squeezed her in her trunk, “Shush, little zookeeper. We’re just getting started.” Erin perked her ears and glanced back, curious what the elephant had in mind. Even both of Erin’s arms wouldn’t do much… they worked great for a zebra or a water buffalo but an elephant was another matter entirely. Turi herself shifted on her hooves and made a curious sound.

They both got their answers as Aberash skillfully squeezed Erin up out of the grip of her trunk. Now the jackal was gripped around her upper thighs, almost like she was sitting on Aberash’s trunk. Turi made another, louder rolling sound as the jackal’s soft, warm body was pressed to her sex, shivering in anticipation. Erin yelped softly in surprise and delight as she felt her entire front section getting moistened and deeply warmed by elephant snatch.  Aberash began to grind and rub her zookeeper up and down and around the other creature’s entrance, while Erin, after getting over the initial shock and sexual heat-wave this new and erotic form of play brought, began to use her tongue again while also massaging Turi’s vulva. 

Erin was completely out of control of how she was used. She was sometimes pushed harshly against the soft and giving entrance, while other times rubbed to the side to stretch the other elephant. The experience got wetter and wetter as time wore on and the play got deeper and more intense, amazed by the naughtiness of her elephants and delighted at the velvety and inviting texture that was being experienced by her entire front half. She had elephant honey running in rivulets down her front by now and soon she felt some dripping from her feet. Her panting breaths blew hot, steaming air against Turi’s snatch, while her ears were delighted with gentle and intensifying noises of pleasure from the elephant in front of her.

She could have done this for hours, getting massaged against an elephant’s snatch like a sex toy, feeling her roll her gargantuan hips and grinding right back against her torso. Then Aberash stopped and pulled the jackal away. Turi gave a slight gyration of her hips as she expected to feel a jackal pushing against her vulva but felt nothing. Erin whined softly and looked back at Aberash, asking her, “W-why’d you stop?” Outside of her field of view, Turi was also looking at her friend inquisitively, making a small, annoyed trumpeting sound.

Aberash had another one of her mischievous grins on her face. She tilted Erin forward so she was nearly laying down. The jackal reached out and braced her hands on Turi’s crotch instinctively. She laid her ears back and looked straight ahead into the younger elephant’s entrance. Turi flapped her ears and opened her mouth to ask what her friend was doing, only to be cut off as Aberash again pushed their zookeeper forward. Erin’s head was pressed against the center of Turi’s entrance… and then deeper. Erin let out a yelp and a gasp of surprise while Turi trumpeted loudly. There was a slight squish of honey and a bit of a pause because of Turi’s body resisting the penetration. Then the younger elephant relaxed, and the zookeeper suddenly slipped inside up to her shoulders with another displacement of fluid. Erin’s world was suddenly enveloped by intense heat and dankness. She could not see, but that let her more deeply savor the tactile, auditory, and olfactory sensations that enveloped her. She was not much of a challenge for Turi to take, but she was still satisfyingly filling and did stretch her nicely. The elephantess’ thick vaginal walls lightly squeezed and massaged over her body as her fur was soaked in nectar.

Erin kept going deeper at a rapid pace. Her shoulders vanished, and her torso was rapidly following suit. The shivering and moaning Turi gasped in surprise, “A-Aberash… you… you deviant…!” She hadn’t expected her friend to go this far. It was a pleasant surprise, though. As it turns out, Erin made a wonderful sex toy. Her texture was simply pleasing and it was also a thrilling fact that it was her zookeeper that was being used to pleasure her. Erin’s arms folded down and against her sides as her shoulders were squeezed inside, followed by her chest. Her nipples, hardened and sensitized by arousal, sent cool waves of erogenous fire into her nervous system as the rubbed against the satiny wall of the elephant’s pussy. She kept going deeper, up to her waist, where she felt Aberash’s trunk relax.

She was given a second to reorient and recuperate, stuffed up an elephant’s snatch with her tail and legs still hanging into the relatively cold air. She fidgeted against the massaging walls and managed to work her hand down to her crotch where she quickly stuffed a couple of fingers into her own heat. Erin knew she was very wet, but the elephant's moisture was so overwhelming that it felt like a drop in a raging river. All Erin could hear now was the squishing and sloshing of fluids in Turi’s entrance and muffled noises of pleasure from outside, further up the titanic body she was now inside of.

Erin then was pressed deeper, so deep that she felt the warmth wrap around her toes and her tail tip. There was now very little noise from the outer world. Erin furiously jilled herself off, grinding her crotch against the walls of the larger female.  She could sense Turi’s impending orgasm based on the strengthening rippling of the inner walls and the intensifying wetness. Erin herself would not last long… as she was pushed deeper, the sensation of those fleshy muscles sliding over her body almost overwhelmed her with intense lust. It was such a strange, taboo, but intimate act, being used like a vibrating egg by a couple of elephantesses. She could hardly imagine how deep she was as her head finally bumped against Turi’s gummy cervix, where she guessed correctly that she would not go any deeper.

Erin was suddenly pressed roughly against one wall and dragged downwards. She turned her head sideways and whined as she was smeared down the stretched muscular lining, feeling every bump and rough spot and textured area. She ground even harsher as she was slowly pumped up and down, getting smeared around the female’s interior, becoming intimately familiar with every texture and sensitive spot inside of Turi. Sometimes Aberash would run her into a sensitive spot, and she’d get a shower of elephant femcum and a deep squeeze as a reward. The jackal panted hotly into the heated interior, with her wagging tail brushing against Turi’s interior and further heightening her partner’s experience. Erin went so far down that it felt like her feet were about to feel fresh air again, then was pushed up so deep she nearly went into Turi’s womb. Feeling the two elephants moving in time to one another so Erin was worked into every sweet spot and sensitive area got Erin even more worked up.

As Turi was pushed closer to her climax there became less finesse and more raw speed and force. Her need dictated that the sensuality end and raw stimulation increase. Erin was thrust up and down and against what she guessed was Turi’s primary G-spot. There was a lot of sloppy noise and a lot of wetness getting pushed around by the living dildo. She moaned and panted and rubbed herself harder, building her momentum in time with Aberash’s and Turi’s. She relaxed her body and let herself be used, loving being a sex toy and panting in a desperate attempt to control her sexual heat. She had no problem breathing because of a lack of air, thankfully. it was surprisingly habitable in an elephant’s snatch. Erin was thrust mercilessly as Turi rolled her hips and Aberash pumped her powerful trunk into her friend’s wet cunt, holding onto her zookeeper tightly and making sure she wasn’t getting crashed into anything at a dangerous angle.

There was a final burst of speed and then Turi’s orgasm hit. It never did occur to Erin what it might be like to be inside of Turi when she came, but it was something Erin wanted to experience more often. There was a sudden release of sexual energy like a bomb. Turi’s walls squeezed down and rippled all over Erin’s forcing, forcing her fingers very deep and setting off Erin’s own orgasm. She humped and kicked against the squeezing, spasming walls as she yipped and yelped and groaned in an intense climax. It felt like getting hit by a tidal wave as she was drenched in elephant femcum. She opened her mouth and gulped it down as it washed over her, feeling her belly sloshing from the sheer quantity she took in. She couldn’t really move as she rode out the intense orgasm, her own wetness being swept away by Turi’s intense climax. She heard the younger elephant trumpeting and wailing as she rolled her hips in time to the deep throbs of passion.

It took some time for Turi to calm down and for the flow to slow down. The muscular contractions slowly subsided, and Erin slowly came down from her own high. Aberash’s trunk unwrapped from her thighs and snaked out of Turin’s cunt, leaving Erin sprawled in the slick birth canal, panting and blinking as she slowly came to her senses. It was a lot calmer in Turi’s snatch now that she wasn’t cumming. The muscles were faintly twitching and the wetness was a pleasant lubrication for the interior walls. Erin wriggled and squirmed to snuggle into the soft muscles, perking her ears as she listened to the panting and moaning outside. Turi had really enjoyed that, she felt. Erin sure hoped so, considering how much she had loved it.

It was a little over a minute before Erin felt the muscles gently pushing on her. She felt the cool air on her feet, then her legs, and then gravity helped and she was slowly extruded from the elephant’s wet snatch and dropped a short distance to the ground. Strands of thick and sticky elephant femcum snapped as the heavily lubricated jackal was released. She sprawled in the grass, still breathing heavily, grinning and whapping her tail on the ground. She stared up at the snatch she had just fallen from, feeling like she had just dived into a lake. Turi was lying on her knees so Erin wouldn’t have too much of a fall.

She looked down between the elephant’s legs and giggled as she saw Aberash, with a rather damp trunk. Aberash grinned back and cooed, “Did you enjoy your little ride, Erin?”

Erin nodded eagerly as she began to lap at her hands and her arms and any other part she could get too. The taste was absolutely addicting. Her tongue washed over her fur and replaced the elephant’s moisture with her own as her tongue became soaked in the juices. Aberash shook her head slightly with a slight grin on her face. “See what I meant? You have to be a bit more adventurous, Erin.”

Erin paused her feast to grin and teased, “I don’t usually think about getting used like a dildo… do you always cum that hard, Turi?”

Turi’s face wasn’t visible the embarrassment in her voice was palpable, “N-no… you just felt really good…”

Erin laid her head back with a soft sigh, “That was wonderful for both of us, Aberash. Thank you. Her pussy was so warm and soft.”

Aberash grinned from tusk to tusk, “anytime, sweetie. I hope you are ready for round two.”

Erin lifted her head as she began to blush, suddenly realizing that it would only be due course if Aberash got to use her next. She felt the dormant flame of lust flaring up again as she looked over the larger, older elephant, imagining herself deep inside of her birth canal. She glanced up as Turi stood and began to step off to the side. The big female was very careful in her movements and managed to turn around and scoop Erin off of the ground. Erin sat on her trunk as she was gripped by her upper thighs, now slowly wagging her tail as the older elephantess waited patiently for her turn.

Erin was taken around Aberash’s side in Turi’s curled trunk. The younger elephant lined herself up with her friend’s rear end and brought the jackal in close to the other female’s snatch. Erin admired the bigger elephant’s sex from up close. It was a larger opening for a larger elephant, with a lot of moisture already collected around it. It was less revealing than Turi’s, with fewer visible folds on the outside. Aberash spread her legs apart and Erin was brought in against her sex.

Erin let a soft moan breathe through her lips as she rested against the warm, soft, slippery snatch. She nuzzled against it and gave it a few kisses, almost worshiping it, to Aberash’s delight. The big mammal pressed her back end against Erin’s face, getting a small giggle and another few kisses. Then the jackal started to suckle and slurp at the older elephant’s snatch, drinking down her honey and digging her tongue along the top side of her inner canal. Aberash flapped her ears and made a delightful set of gentle noises from the pleasure the coyote was providing her.

Her flavor was delicious but unique, separate from Turi’s equally delectable nectar. She began to wonder what it might be like inside of Aberash. Probably a little roomier. Maybe Aberash would have stronger muscles, too. Erin’s hands rubbed and stroked adoringly over the elephant’s textured rear end as her mouth and muzzle worked over her sexual organs. She closed her eyes to enjoy the taste and the texture and the sounds the two beasts were making as they enjoyed their lovemaking with a very helpful third party.

Erin sat back for a breath of air, gazing over Aberash’s soaked snatch. She giggled softly and wiped her lips, only to whine as she was tilted forward, knowing full well what was about to happen. Aberash jutted out her rear end more as Turi pushed her trunk forward and began to slide Erin inside. Erin closed her eyes as she felt more heat and wetness enveloping her. Aberash’s interior was roomier, but with more texture to the walls. She could also feel that the elephant had stronger muscles. Despite the roomier birth canal, Aberash’s muscles pressed and massaged Erin in a very involved way.

She rolled her hips and kneaded with her feet and hands as she was pushed inside with relative ease. She perked her ears as she felt Turin unwrap her trunk and slowly withdraw it. Erin was only about halfway inside, up to her waist in Aberash’s snatch. She wasn’t sure why Turi was stopping. She could feel that Aberash had plenty more depth to her from how the walls weren’t tightening like they did near Turi’s cervix.

She felt a deep squeeze, almost a crush, of muscle. Aberash, being older and experienced, had muscle control beyond Erin’s wildest dreams. It felt like a reverse contraction, with a rush of displaced nectar washing over her as the walls gripped her and dragged her inside. She yelped in surprise and then moaned as her skin was enveloped in a rush of tactile sensation. Her legs went inside of the larger female’s heat, followed by her calves and then her feet. Again she felt the outside world vanish as she was dragged into the elephant’s snatch. There was another reverse contraction, and without gravity slowing her down, Erin was dragged much further into the elephantess’ depths. She let out a low, wavering moan as she spread her legs and let the texture of Aberash’s walls put an electric buzz into her nerves.

Aberash didn’t even need Turi’s help to take Erin all the way inside of her. Over the squishing and splashing of her nectar, Erin heard Aberash moaning and trumpeting. The jackal was constantly pushing at the walls and grinding her hips to stimulate her friend. There was a third contraction and this time Erin was pressed against the older female’s cervix. She grunted softly as she squirmed against the muscles’ power, before letting out a soft breath as they relaxed. Once again her hand found it’s way to her snatch. Two fingers slid in once more, starting to pump away as Erin massaged her foot-paws against the walls and rolled her hips to stimulate the elephant.

Turi was not exactly passive. Further below, Erin could hear Turi fucking her with her trunk, and Aberash was entertaining herself further by squeezing and massaging the zookeeper with her muscles. She was rolled and turned and squeezed up and down the vaginal canal by the older female’s amazing muscle control. Erin soon lost all sense of direction again, but such a deep and erogenous massage was far too enjoyable for that to matter at this point. It only got more vigorous and in depth as time wore on.

She was pushed downwards with several pushes of those muscles until Turi began to tickle her feet with her trunk. Erin kicked and squirmed vigorously against the sloppy, slippery massage while she both laughed and moaned. Turi grabbed onto her ankles and dragged her downwards and then thrust her upwards, starting to fuck her friend with the small jackal. Erin felt how inexperienced Turi was with her trunk, as she had less finesse than Aberash. She made up for it with her energy. She found that she was sliding along the “bottom” of Aberash’s birth canal on her back with the thrusts, sometimes pressed rather unceremoniously into the giving muscles. Not that any of this was dignified, though that just made it even better for the jackal.

After what felt like a long time of being used as a dildo, Erin was pushed upwards by Turi’s trunk and then released. Aberash then began to push Erin down even as Turi tried to keep her deep inside of her older friend. This sort of play-fighting made Erin giggle at the absurdity of it and also moan at the kind of pressures and textures that presented to her. She sometimes twitched and gasped as all of this movement forced her hand to move without her commanding it too, every once in a while ramming a finger into a sensitive spot. Aberash finally relented, and Erin was squished and pulled upwards to the back of her birth canal once more.

Erin found herself more and more pressed against her cervix, and she felt like it might have been opening up slightly. She didn’t think either of them wanted to take her any deeper than their vaginas, but it felt an awful lot like Aberash was trying to force her through that tight little tube. Because she was facing it, Erin started to lap at the tight little inner entrance like she had been lapping at the elephant’s main entrance. She found she could dig her tongue into it and even push her nose in slightly. That made Aberash even wetter and brought even more muscular movement and contractions, all of them compressing the jackal against the ever-more-giving inner barrier.

The jackal could feel the bigger female’s orgasm coming. She curled her toes and braced herself, hearing Turi thrusting her trunk faster and herself nearly thrashing in the older female’s birth canal. The dam finally broke, and a light yelp was forced out of Erin as the huge muscular wave that rolled over her forced her breath out of her. She was drenched in fem-cum, and that lubrication let the next massive wave stuff her into the tight, smooth, stretchy tube of her cervix. She was stuffed in up to her midriff, where she kicked and squirmed and then howled as her trapped hand managed to shove her into her own orgasm. Erin ground against her hand as much as she could, and then a third wave pulled her through into Aberash’s womb.

Erin felt her ears spring up as they were released and blinked her eyes with a slightly confused moan at the humid void she found her upper half to suddenly be occupying. A final wave of orgasmic bliss rolled through the trumpeting, shivering elephant, and Erin was fully pushed through save for her ankles. She pulled her ankles out of the cervix and laid out against the padded wall of Aberash’s uterus, blinking and shaking. Her chest heaved as she tried to recover from the intense sexual experience she just had, feeling like she had washed up on a beach after a shipwreck. She was dripping wet from head to toe and exhausted, but also buzzing with an immense afterglow. She let her eyes close again, imagining how deep she was, deep within Aberash’s round belly.

This was a very spacious chamber. The walls of Aberash’s womb were very thick and extremely padded like she was lying on an immense pile of pillows. Of course, this was a pillow fort that was deep inside of her best friend, heated by her metabolism and with the main ambient sounds being the gentle workings of her organs. She could only faintly hear the panting and moaning of the two females outside. She giggled softly and kneaded the pleated walls of the elephant’s womb, starting to recover somewhat. What a way to end her night, in an elephant’s uterus after having been used as a sex toy.

The elephant was not done with her yet, though. She felt the chamber getting wetter. Erin frowned and then sat up as she noticed that there was amniotic fluid slowly filling the chamber. She was going to drown in Aberash’s uterus. She began to kick and then shoulder-slam the walls, panicking slightly. She heard a soft snort of impatience and a little shift from Aberash, who said, “Erin, Erin, calm down and wait. You’re okay.” Erin was still worried but… hearing her voice from so deep inside of her was calming, so she let the liquid overcome her and suspend her inside of the quadrupedal animal.

She held her breath as it came over her head and then filled the rest of the chamber. A slight tingling began around her navel. She frowned slightly, then let out a burst of bubbles as an intense stinging pain burned her belly. She saw flashes of white in the darkness as she kicked and struggled. It felt like she was getting torn open. She did not like this so much, all of a sudden. She was starting to regret it when, quicker than it began, the pain faded rapidly. Instead, there was a soft, fuzzy glow of affection and tenderness. She let her entire body relax to the point of nearly being limp. Her lungs had also stopped burning like she could suddenly get air. Erin was confused since she was clearly not breathing the liquid.

She reached down through the fluid. She felt a large, fleshy cord, and followed it to her own fuzzy tummy. It was firmly rooted in her navel, connecting her to the elephant. Erin felt heat rise in her cheeks. She gently rotated and then curled up, feeling like it was a natural way to rest in here. She heard Aberash in her head, See? Not so bad, is it?

This was all very strange but… also very wonderful. She felt intimately connected to Aberash like she had never really felt to anyone before. She replied in her thoughts, It's… it's amazing, Aberash… but… I liked being a jackal… and people are going to miss me after two years.

She heard a giggle coming from her “mother”. Aberash told her in a soft and soothing voice, You’ll still be a jackal and I’ll let you out in a week. You are on a vacation this week, right? I hope I didn’t interrupt any plans.

She felt herself smiling. She could just… be here, enjoying being an animal’s baby, and not suffer any consequences? She began to think of all of the other animals she could fit inside of… I was just going to lounge around and watch TV… this is a way better way to spend a week… does it always hurt that much, Aberash? She could feel Aberash’s movement as a slight swaying motion in her liquid-suspended body. It was a soothing motion, like being rocked in a cradle. She heard some gurgling sounds and realized that Aberash was drinking water. The interior sounds of Aberash’s organs were filtered in an odd but pleasing way through the amniotic fluids.

No, Erin. It was your first time being unbirthed, and I am an elephant, so my umbilical cord is really big. Most first-time unbirthers go with something that has a smaller umbilical, so their navels are better adjusted. I am sorry it hurt so much, but if you ever wish to become my calf again, then it won’t be nearly as agonizing. Erin grinned slightly. Her calf. Aberash as her mother. She loved the sound of that. She wiggled slightly and kicked unconsciously.

I definitely will have to come here again… thank you, Aberash. She felt herself drifting off into a light slumber, being extremely safe and secure this deep inside of the gigantic land mammal.

Aberash chuckled softly and cooed her softly to sleep, looking forward to the next time she would be able to host her zookeeper. Turi nuzzled at her pregnant friend’s side, grinning slightly and swishing her tail. That had been a very fun thing to watch, and to participate in.

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It was next Saturday, six days after Erin had vanished into Aberash’s womb.  She trumpeted softly and walked behind the rocks in a different but still secluded area. It was after hours again, thankfully, as the amniotic sac was pushed through and into the elephantess’ birth canal. It was slid along with each deep contraction of the elephant’s labor. Aberash rocked forwards and backwards on her legs, trumpeting and flapping her ears as she strained to give birth to the jackal. She felt her coming head-first, probably as a part of her instincts from being a pup. It took a few agonizing minutes as her vaginal muscles pushed and strained to slide the canine down the path from whence she came. Finally, her head emerged. Aberash squatted down and huffed as she struggled those last few inches. She squeezed, and strained, and dusted a hoof before Erin finally slipped out of her vagina with a rush of fluid and a second gush as the sac broke on the ground.

Erin coughed softly as she started to breathe on her own again, coughing up fluid and then taking deep but controlled breaths of air. She slowly opened her eyes, careful to adjust to the light after six days in the total darkness of Aberash’s womb. Her belly button was a little sore, but she felt a deep tingling afterglow, being able to experience the joy of birth as a full grown adult and while fully conscious. She shakily sat up and began to realize how hungry she was. She crawled forward and managed to stand, leaning against one of Aberash’s thick front legs as she wrapped her lips around a swollen teat and began to suckle. The warm, rich milk flowed down her gullet to her empty stomach, with some of it spilling out of her lips and down her cheeks.

Aberash held still to let the jackal suckle, smiling and relaxing with some soft panting after the birth. It had been a while since she’d done this and she had missed the sensation. It took a minute or so for Erin to fill her tummy to her satisfaction. She slumped down onto her butt and then let out a soft, baby-like burp. She giggled as Aberash grinned, reaching between her legs and stroking her shoulder with her trunk. After a few moments, she softly told her, “Let’s go over to the creek and get you cleaned up, Erin.”

Erin liked the sound of that plan, being covered in fluids and such. She would have to do that whole unbirthing thing more often.