The pipe rattled as Saffron scurried through it, poking her head out the other end, her yellow eyes blinking. Barely able to see even outdoors, the slugcat hybrid instead sniffed at the air, sticking her head further out as her long antennae wiggled, sensing for any threats. The upper side of her body was the black of a lizard, with yellow spots around her neck and the side of her tail base, while her underside was the pure white of a slugcat.

Sensing no danger, she crawled out from the pipe entirely, the soft yellow spines on her back standing up as she left the cramped space. Her yellow and white banded antennae hung close to her back, and her short white claws scraped on the concrete. Tendrils of plants, some withered and others still alive, brushed against her claws as she walked, and she occasionally pushed past the leaves of the low-hanging plants choking what had once been some kind of industrial area.

Making her way across a mound of trash, she felt the subtle difference in temperature as she entered another indoor area, and raised her head to sniff around once more, glancing back outside at the sky. The darkening clouds and change in air pressure meant the rain was coming in – and if she was caught outside, it would be the end of her. The rain would either flood the area and drown her, or strike with lethal force if she was exposed to the sky, so she had to find shelter soon.

But at least one of her problems was soon solved: barely catching a sweet scent, she followed it and found a slender plant with bulbous blue fruit hanging from several of its stems. They were just out of reach, but with some determined jumps and a carefully thrown rock, Saffron dislodged the blue fruits and devoured them one after another.

Her stomach sated, she quickly hurried on, passing through a hole in the concrete walls and deeper into the structure. Alas, every room she came across had holes in the ceiling, unsuitable for her to take shelter in, and the urgency of the situation grew as she heard a rumbling sound as the skies prepared to open.

Dashing outside and crossing a pile of mangled machinery with careful leaps, Saffron rushed into the next ruined building, glancing up at the chains hanging from its ceiling. She heard the buzzing of insect wings above her, but had no time to investigate, and sprinted around between rusted metal hulks spaced within the dilapidated factory...

Catching the echoing sound of a hollow space nearby, she found an opening in the wall leading to a vent and hurried into it, her sleek body bending easily around the corner as she clambered down. The vent twisted and turned, but as she felt the very ground around her begin to shake, she realized that she was out of time, and she had to hope that there was safety nearby.

The vent came to a T-junction, and she turned, pulling herself through an open mechanical gate and out of another opening, collapsing onto the concrete floor beyond. The space was very small and cramped, yet it seemed to be still somewhat intact, the walls free from cracks. Strange painted lines and curves on the walls stood out to her, but she couldn't understand their meaning, as distinctive as they were.

Saffron walked to the other end of the shelter, preparing to settle in, when her antennae twitched reflexively as she heard a noise in the vent she had just passed through. Something else was coming. Turning around, she was able to smell the intruder before she could see the glowing bioluminescence of the yellow lizard that had also come in to seek shelter from the impending rains, and it pulled itself out of the same pipe she had just exited.

Her spikes and antennae wiggled as she quickly hid herself behind a fallen, rusted barrel, reaching out to the lizard telepathically. "Shoo, shoo! This is my space!" she sent to it, yet the intruder seemed not to care about her apparent annoyance; it sent back to her feelings of fear and a need to find shelter.

The mechanical door of the shelter sprung to life moments later, several metal blocks sealing the tunnel shut – both keeping Saffron safe from the rain, but trapping her with the lizard. She tried to discourage it with more telepathic messages, but lacking the ability to fully talk on the level she wanted, she only seemed to make it interested about its apparent companion.

Sniffing at the air, the lizard easily found the source of the telepathic signals, her own glowing spots giving away her position. Peeking its head around behind the barrel and staring at Saffron, it flicked out its tongue at her, regarding her curiously.

"Leave me alone," Saffron communicated to it, standing up and trying to look imposing – a challenge at the best of times, considering that she was only slightly larger than the lizard's glowing yellow head. The only thing that came back over the telepathic link was curiosity and interest; it certainly had little to fear from her. She only wanted it to back away, so that she could settle in and sleep until the storm outside ended, and she did her best to communicate that.

Mercifully, none of the emotions coming back from it indicated hunger, but regardless it approached, trapping her in the corner of the room. She waved her forelimbs at it, baring her teeth, but failed to intimidate it in the slightest as it wedged its snout up against her belly and sniffed, pressing her backwards as it inspected her. She was squished against the wall harmlessly, but she began to flail about, and leaning in closer she stretched out and bit it on the side of its neck.

The lizard hissed and recoiled; her tiny fangs had only barely broken through its scales, but her saliva had gotten into the wound and was taking effect. It crouched down in an aggressive stance and she prepared herself to fight, when she saw it backing away, regarding her curiously.

"You..." she heard in her head as the telepathic link strengthened, the lizard tilting its head to the side. "Strange creature..."

Saffron relaxed a little as it stayed where it was, the aggression fading from its stance. Its tongue flicked out and it continued to try and communicate over the telepathic link: "Lizard... but not-lizard also? Squishy soft jumper-thing."

The link gradually grew stronger as her saliva did its work. On most other creatures her bite was potent and deadly, but on a lizard, it seemed to be having an entirely different effect. Saffron sniffed at the strange scent she caught filling the shelter, one that seemed familiar despite her never having smelled it before, one that seemed to be exuding from the lizard itself...

...or himself, she realized, as she figured out the origin of the scent: the twin shafts slipping out from the lizard's slit between his legs, the difference in size between him and her making them quite imposing. The two ebony spires glistened with a slick fluid, both of them tapering off to a point, arranged one atop the other. His tongue flicked out again, and he began to draw closer to her. "You do not look like a female, but you smell like one," he told her with greater clarity over the stronger link, his arousal growing intensely as a secondary effect of her saliva.

"I am," she replied reflexively, then quickly continued to communicate, "But I'm not-"

"That bite did something," he thought to her, backing her into the corner once more, this time with amorous intent. "I must have you. Isn't that what you wanted? To join my pack? Isn't that why you bit me?"

Saffron shrunk down a little, wedged into the corner. Telling him it was self-defense would likely not end well for her, so she told him a different truth instead: "I don't want to be hurt."

"I will not hurt you," he thought back, "I crave a female. I crave you. I must have you." He was almost on top of her, but rather than nose at her again, he instead reared up on his hind legs. Resting one forelimb on the wall behind her and the other on the side, he loomed over Saffron as she stared up at him from the corner she was backed into.

The lizard's hemipenes were both right in front of her face, throbbing with an intense need. Whether it was due to her own desires or simply from the lizard half of her responding to the male's scent, she felt arousal of her own building up, her fear fading with the reassurance that he didn't want to hurt her. "All right," she said telepathically as she pried herself off the wall, "I will-"

Her thought was interrupted as the lizard pushed his hips forward, shoving the twin spires against her front insistently. Saffron felt the lower one throb against her and she reached up and put both hands on it, sliding her palms against the slick black flesh, feeling lower-level thoughts of pleasure reaching her across the telepathic link as she stroked up and down. "Yes, yes, more," he told her, and she opened her mouth, pulling his lower shaft downwards and giving it a lick.

"Yes!" he told her, pushing his hips forward again, sliding a couple of inches into her mouth. Her eyes widened in surprise but she continued to lick and stroke, sucking on the cock in her maw lightly, getting more of her saliva on his sensitive flesh – and only moments later realizing that doing so would only make him hornier.

The lizard sent more pleasured thoughts her way as she reached up with her hands to stroke his upper shaft, staring at the tip of it, able to make it out clearly since it was right in front of her face. Slick fluid began leaking from the tip and she tasted something salty on her maw at the same time as she worked him up more, a bead of his pre dripping onto her snout moments later. Bobbing her head forward and back along his length, she continued to suckle, and he shared a part of the pleasure with her telepathically as his cocks throbbed with desire.

"Your mouth... so good, I want more," he thought to her, pulling back and then forward again, shoving his upper cock against her mouth. Obligingly, Saffron switched which one she was tending to, licking and sucking on the tapered tip of his upper length while she lowered her hands to the other one and stroked it, making it drool preseed onto her front. Some of the sticky fluid ran down the underside of that cock and she began smearing it across his length, her tongue licking up what leaked into her mouth before swallowing it down.

As she bobbed her head back and forth over the erect flesh in her mouth and covered more of it in her saliva, Saffron felt his thoughts begin to grow more erratic. At first she thought the telepathic link was weakening, but as he began to buck his hips, she realized it was simply from the pleasure overwhelming him, her saliva only making him more and more aroused as it ran down his cocks. His thrusts pushed his upper length deeper into her maw, almost reaching her throat with much of it still outside her mouth, sliding the other shaft through the grip of her hands and splattering her front with bursts of precum.

"Almost, almost..." he managed to communicate to her, backed up by the increased flow of pre that spurted every so often onto her chest and into her mouth. Saffron groaned around his shaft as her own arousal burned within her, her legs pressed together, fighting the urges within her to beg him for even more. He pulled back and stuffed his lower cock into her mouth for a few thrusts, then swapped back to the upper one again, trembling above her as he held himself up.

A wordless thought full of ecstasy hit her across the link as the lizard reached his climax, shuddering and hissing in pleasure above her. Sticky cum spewed into her mouth from one of his shafts while the other splattered her front with more of his jizz, the thick fluid clinging to her body. Saffron groaned and gulped down what she could, but his potency, perhaps enhanced by her saliva, was too much for her and some of it splurted out of her mouth around his cock to drip down onto her front with the rest of it.

Pulling back in the final seconds of his orgasm, a final pair of strings of cum shot from his cocks and onto her, one splattering across her face. Saffron was left panting and gulping down the last of what was in her mouth as he slipped away, returning his hands to the ground to stand on all fours, his eyes closed as he basked in the afterglow, sending vague feelings of satisfaction and lingering pleasure to her telepathically.

Sliding down the wall, Saffron lay on her back and panted for a moment, feeling his cum sticking to her front. She paid it little mind, simply resolving to go find a pool of water to bathe in once she got out of the shelter, and rolled onto her front facing away from him. The sounds of the storm outside were distant and faint, muffled by the concrete walls and the ground around the shelter, and as much as the heat in her loins wanted her to do otherwise, Saffron wanted to sleep.

The lizard, however, had other ideas. She heard its claws scraping on the concrete as it drew closer to her, but failed to understand the significance of that until she felt his hand on her back, pinning her down to the floor. "Need more..." he told her, his thoughts getting more coherent again now that he had come down from its climax. "I am not done. We are not done. I can smell you. You have made me crave you – I need you!" came a rapid barrage of thoughts.

Saffron's antennae pricked up as she felt the twin tips of the lizard's cocks poking at her underside, and she wiggled in place, but was firmly pinned down by the much larger creature. He was easily able to shove her tail upwards with his shafts alone, still both throbbing hard from the effects of the aphrodisiac saliva, and he clumsily shoved them against her underside to try and penetrate her. After a couple of fruitless bumps against her thighs and undertail, he finally was able to line up correctly, one cocktip pressing against her backdoor while the other poked her pussylips lightly.

Any protests Saffron was going to make were lost as he began pushing into her, sliding in steadily as he mounted her, keeping her held down against the floor. Her tailhole resisted at first, but the tapered shape of his cocktip allowed him to penetrate without much issue, while her glistening pussylips spread much more easily around the lower of his two shafts. She moaned out from the double penetration, squirming as much as she could under his grip, and he took advantage of the position to push both shafts into her much more deeply than he had been able to stuff her mouth.

Saffron squirmed as both of her holes were stretched out, his tapered cocks getting thicker the more of them he pushed into her body, her anal and vaginal passages both clinging to him. When one tip nudged against her cervix, he finally stopped, but only for the briefest of moments before pulling his hips back and starting to thrust into her, sliding in and out easily from the combined slickness of his fluids and hers on his hemipenes.

"Yes, so good!" he thought to her, giving a pleased rumble as he drove his hips forward repeatedly, thrusting into both holes as far as he could go each time. Saffron had never had anyone or anything so girthy in either hole, nor anything that reached so deeply, and her toes curled as she moaned aloud, her already intense arousal only growing stronger. She tried to grip at the floor to hold herself steady as her fucked her from behind, his long tail lashing against the floor behind him while hers was pressed to his underside.

Each thrust he delivered stretched her out, her pussy covering his lower cock with slick juices while her anal tunnels clenched firmly around the shaft invading them, his precum leaking into both passages from the tips of his throbbing dicks. It was such an overwhelming sensation that before she knew it, she was shuddering and moaning out as her body trembled in climax, both of her passages squeezing around the lizard's cocks as her pussy squirted juices onto him and the floor below her.

"Yes, yes, more!" he told her, though her pleasure-flooded brain barely registered the outside thoughts coming to her. "My lizard-not-lizard loves this. We must have more, more for both of us!"

Stopping his thrusts, he took his hand off of her back and shifted closer, grabbing her hips and pulling them upwards, adjusting his position by putting a forelimb on either side of her. She panted for breath, but as quickly as he had stopped, he started again, now pounding into her more heavily with harder and more rapid thrusts, railing her tight ass and drenched pussy at the same time.

Saffron was barely able to hold herself up as the lizard continued to fuck her, shuddering against the ground, her open mouth drooling on the floor as he thrusted even during her afterglow. She sent her overwhelmed feelings to him over the telepathic link, but it seemed to only spur him on more; with thoughts of "Yes, you are liking this too, we need more!" he pulled back a little further and thrusted into her just as deeply, filling her front and back tunnels with his pulsing ebony spires again and again.

Her eyes rolled upward as he relentlessly drilled her, groaning aloud, her panting growing faster and her moans higher as her second climax followed the first. She clenched hard around the cock in her spasming anal tunnels, her pussy walls ripping around the lower shaft and giving it another coating of her nectar, even as he kept thrusting in and out. Again, she tried and barely succeeded in sending the overwhelming sensations she was feeling to him, but it seemed to only further fuel the lustful craze the lizard was in, making him hammer her faster with a flurry of vague thoughts about wanting more pleasure for them both.

His hips were a blur, smacking against her ass rapidly as he took a fast rhythm of short thrusts into her, going for his own finish as well. She felt the lizard's cocks throbbing deeply within her walls as his orgasm drew closer, the twin erect spires filling her up so much, her awareness of everything except for the lizard and his dicks fading away as the pleasure engulfed her mind completely.

The overwhelmed hybrid gave another groan several moments later when she was pushed to a third climax, moments before the lizard hissed and hilted into her clenching holes, shoving his lower cock deeply into her squirting entrance. Her own orgasm mingled with the ecstatic emotions the lizard sent her as he came, the two becoming almost indistinguishable in her head. Both of his cocks pulsed, firing blasts of sticky cum into her in tandem, the lower one pumping into her womb as the upper one flooded her guts with jizz, making her feel even more full than she already did.

He held her there, the pair finally unmoving, as he unloaded into her, while Saffron lay in the puddle of his cum and hers, unable to form any coherent words or thoughts. When he came down from his peak, the lizard waited a few moments, savoring the feeling of her around his shafts, before finally pulling out from her and slipping away.

Saffron slumped forward and sprawled out on her front, groaning wordlessly, her tail flopping onto the ground behind her, her antennae resting against her back. Completely immobile but for the rising and falling of her chest, she gasped for breath, still dazed and overcome from the hard pounding she had just received. The lizard's cum leaked from both of her holes, but she paid no thought to it, or to anything other than how tired she felt, ready to sleep...

She heard his claws scraping on the concrete behind her, and paid it no mind until she felt him nudge his snout against her side, hearing him sniff at her. She gave another small groan; did he really want more? She couldn't muster any strength to get up, let alone resist, and just lay there as he moved closer to her head, nosing and sniffing along the way, his snout nudging some of her spines and nosing her antennae, his forked tongue flicking out and licking at the side of her cheek.

Humming quietly, she kept still, hoping it was just a little sign of affection. "My lizard-not-lizard is cold," he thought to her, pressing his snout more firmly at the side of her neck.

"Yes," she managed to send back to him telepathically, barely mustering the energy to wiggle her antennae. "It is cold here on the floor. But I will be all right."

Again, his tongue flicked out against her head, and she squirmed softly, her eyes closed as she listened to him move around in front of her. The tip of his snout nudged hers, and she felt his hands grab her behind the shoulders; curious, she slowly opened her eyes...

...and found herself staring into the lizard's open maw, the glistening roof of his mouth before her like the ceiling of a cave, his black teeth like stalactites and stalagmites, his warm breath washing over her face. Her eyes widened fully immediately and she froze in place; fear gripped her entire body, her antennae pricked up, her soft quills stood on end, and in a subconscious reflex her bladder began to release, a golden stream of liquid gushing from her slit and pouring onto the floor under her.

But as she felt him tug on her, she began to struggle, trying to wrench herself free from his grip. It was futile – her entire body was the size of his head, and she felt him pulling her closer, unable to stop him from lifting her front half up off the ground and shoving her into his maw. Reaching out, she barely managed to grab onto his upper and lower jaws in one hand, struggling to hold them apart and keep herself from being pushed in any further, her head already within his maw. She kicked and flailed with her legs, trying to get enough traction on the ground to pull herself back, spraying urine all over the floor and her legs in the process.

"Stop! Don't eat me!" she pleaded telepathically as he adjusted his grip on her, lifting her feet off the floor.

"I will not hurt you," he replied, but she continued to struggle, finding his claim doubtful given the situation. "My lizard-not-lizard wants to mark this place as her own?"

Without her feet on the floor, she couldn't stop him from pushing her further into his mouth, his jaws staying wide open rather than closing around her. As her hands lost their grip on his mouth, she flailed around, unable to find something else to grab onto, her back half sticking out from his mouth. She spread her legs as widely as she could while the rest of her piss splashed onto the floor, staring at the back of his mouth where his throat waited to swallow her down.

"No, I-" she tried to tell him, letting out another squeak as he tipped his head backwards. Only her spread legs stopped her from falling straight down his gullet, but then she felt his tongue flick out, over her front, and between her legs, teasing across her pussylips. Reflexively, she pulled her legs together, and lost her hold, sliding forward and face-first down his throat.

What little light there was in the shelter vanished as she plunged downward, only her own bioluminescence lighting up the fleshy tunnel she was falling into. Gravity pulled her in, and the muscled walls on all sides of her pressed in against her body, squeezing her snugly. The clenching of his throat kept her arms pressed against her sides, flattening her spines against her back and pinning her antennae against her head and back. His throat muscles contracted and pulled down rhythmically as the lizard swallowed her with a gulp, sending Saffron down into his stomach despite her last-ditch attempts to wiggle.

She barely saw the end of his throat a moment before she was shoved through it and into his stomach, the tight passage she had just been forced through dumping her into a chamber that was much longer and just barely large enough that she was no longer being held against fleshy walls on all sides. The light she emitted from the glowing parts of her body cast a slight glow on the walls of his stomach, and she was able to push herself up onto all fours, feeling him shift around her as he moved.

"You will be safe and warm in there," he told her.

Her panicked breaths began to slowly calm; even though she had just been swallowed, the fluids on the floor of his stomach didn't seem to be hurting her, perhaps due to being part lizard herself. She struggled to keep her footing as everything around her shifted with each movement the lizard made, until she suddenly felt the 'floor' press up against her as the lizard lay down, everything tipping over when he lay on his side.

And he was quite right; somewhat surprisingly, his innards were pleasantly warm, certainly much moreso than the cold concrete floors outside. He gave a low rumble, one that she heard all around her, mingling with the faint sound of his heartbeat, all other background noise outside of his body too muffled for her to hear.

It wasn't as if she had a choice, anyway. Slowly, Saffron lay back down on her front and curled up, resting her head on her arms, leaning against the nearest 'wall' of the lizard. She felt him brush a forelimb against her from outside in a small show of affection, and her tiredness was quick to return. Closing her eyes, listening to the steady rhythm of his breath and the beating of his heart, she quickly drifted off into a long, deep sleep...

Dreams floated past her awareness, dreams of brighter places, warm sunlight, plants laden with fruit, and other friendly lizards. She dreamed of being part of a pack of yellow lizards, traveling together to new places, sheltering from the rain all together...

A very long time passed before she woke again, slowly regaining consciousness as the dreams faded away. She felt a cold, hard concrete floor under her, and lifted her head, opening her eyes to look around, wiggling her antennae. The rain had stopped; she couldn't hear it or feel the ground rumbling any more.

Slowly pushing herself up onto her feet, she tried to recall her memories, which were always a hazy fog after each time she hibernated through a rainstorm. Had the lizard been real? She tried to reach out telepathically, but found nothing, and she began to inspect the shelter, looking around to see if she could find any trace of him.

On the wall, she saw several painted lines and curves, forming some symbols or pictures or writing perhaps – the same ones she remembered seeing when she first entered the shelter. But as she got close to the entrance of the shelter, she picked up a scent; something sweet, familiar, and enticing. Her stomach rumbled in response, her belly very empty after her long sleep.

It didn't take long to find the source: a small pile of blue fruits, still fresh, clearly having been picked recently. With a smile, Saffron reached out and grabbed onto one of them, biting into it, sweet juice running down her chin as she devoured what was clearly a gift that had been left for her. She didn't know if she would see the lizard again, but she hoped that she would.
