Balros & Echoen Happy Valentines Day ❤️ LlunaBlue D'aaaawww, bless you and thank yooouuuu~! ;w; Huggles you real tightlyyyy!! Balros & Echoen Eeeee ❤️ Balros & Echoen Gently, lovingly strokes over your headfur and ears with his huge handpaw. LlunaBlue His handpaw is pretty much the size of her head, and you watch as her eyelids immediately begin to get droopy on first touch, and the more you give such loving affection, the more she's falling into you and the more she's falling under... Balros & Echoen The palm alone could be enough to cover most of your skull; the fur he's clad with and the soft roundness of his digits further encapsulate your braincase. He chrrs and keeps petting to hypnotize and induce you, watching the drooping of your eyes; eyes that are literally pushed lower as a second pair of larger, cartoonish Pony eyes open up to take their place. His hand caressing the new pair of pony ears that sprout beside your foxgirl ones. Skull gently expanding larger to fit the second, pony brain that sits fatly atop your foxbrain and soaks it in valentine love. Oddly, the growth occurs in one other place; your blue-furred fox butt expanding, pushing out the top of your pajamas to expose a second, juicy pony tailhole. The lap of your pants getting crowded with pony crotchboobs and a second pony pussy popping open next to your vixen cunt. LlunaBlue Her mind and vision is addled with warping colours that range from the soft pinks of Valentine's energy to the cute yellows and reds of a version somepony. They dance around, aggressive but soothing, forming heart shapes that throb so strongly she she can FEEL them... they reASSure her as her new butt throbs and enlarges to take on the same shape! She looks up to you, chin against your bellyfur, then gasps as her eyes suddenly snap wide, her pupils pulsing and taking on a heart shape too even while new eyes push them down. She's fully under your alluring, loving, heartily dominating spell, and ready for her floofer's phase B to begin coursing through her... Balros & Echoen There's absolutely nothing as sweet and savory as watching a foxgirl's eyes and vision lose focus as a new personality shoves down right on top of them, foxbrain flooded with the horny hormones of a too-frisky lil' fuckpony. He gazes into 'your' eyes with love and adoration until your 'new' eyes fully open and fill both brains with savory thoughts of love, lust, and the needs of both girls. The legs and arms of your pajamas begin to stretch as a pair of yellow pony legs sliiiide down into each of them, alongside your blue fox limbs. The strong scent of squirrel that you breathe in through his bellyfloof, just above the heavy cavern of squirrelsheath, spur the twin-linked fox-pony wombs within your belly to gurgle and your four fat ovaries to squirt with hormone-flooded estrus. His paws slide over your face and head to the rest of your small, curvy body, scooping you up to soon deposit you on his lap, seating right atop his sheath and the stiffening spire-slab of pink squirrelfuck. But rather than select a single hole to satisfy, you feel all -four- of your passages (two tailholes, two pussies) become -stuffed- with squirrelcocks. LlunaBlue If she were able to think clearly about all of this, the moment at which she's speared four times over would've made no sense to her... side-by-side pussies and one tailhole on top of the other all fucked at once... even amongst all of the other impossibilities going on, the mere physics of their fucking is even moreso at a baser level... but FUCK, she can feel it anyway! Whether it's one fat squirrelcock or four doesn't even matter, as being fucked in one feels like being fucked in all! You finally get to hear the sweet sounds of a moaning foxslut being overwhelmed by the pleasure you bring; moans which begin to harmonise somewhat unnaturally with those of her newly-Bloomed other half as her voicebox unmerges itself from its foxy equivalent too. And those moans only get louder as you watch her overall sluttiness just get stronger and stronger, and as she lifts her head up high she booms in twin voices, "FILL ME UP WITH FUCKING FILLIES, MY LOVE!!" Balros & Echoen Four passageways filled, four canals stretched, four pleasure centers -bludgeoned- by the size, growth, and pumpfucking motions of a squirrelbreeder. Too-virile pre slicks your passageways and forced growth pumps you larger to fit him. Both of your wombs fill up, become taut with the sheer volume of his cum as he unloads into you... so much that it even crams into your ovaries and forces foxes and ponies to get birthed from your ovaries into each womb, again and again. But, as your belly rounds massive and taut with pregnancies, your cunnies feel a twinge and a tightness. The two squirrelcocks within them begin to merge into one, forcing your pussies to do the same. Pulling your twin wombs together, pressing the growing ponysluts to the growing foxsluts; some with their eyes open can see their counterparts as they get closer, and closer. Your wombs themselves coming together to make them mingle. But the merging doesn't stop. Foxgirls and ponygirls, siblings swimming in squirrel spunk and estrus, shoved together. Pressing tighter. Eyes widening as they begin to -feel- each other, made to merge into foxponies just like their mommy. When he finally tugs all /three/ of his cocks from you, full-grown hybrids of you begin to shove out. The first girl spills out onto the carpet in front of you, completely merged blue and yellow except for her distinct heads. She looks into your eyes with her eyes, then starts squealing in frightened over-pleasure as her heads merge together right in front of you.