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That you just RP the most absolutely devoted and lecherous debauchery either of you can think of at any moment

No-holds-barred, abject, emotional, connected, and obligation-free. Just FUN and LOVE.

Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "Balros\nHeavy breathing Sheath. Sheath. Sheath. Sheath.\n\nUniformVixen\nmhrr. A sheath would be nice ❤️\n\nBalros\nPack your sheath on there. Make it grow. Swaddle that shaft in the soft fur and musky fluff of a sheath!\n\nUniformVixen\nHuff. An excellent idea, lovelovelove. So full and free and bouncy and clothes-busting that it looks perfectly at home when nestled alongside your own. ❤️ And would you like a copy of this me to inhabit when you wish in VR as well ? ❤️\n\nBalros \nThe squirrel falls over himself and stands right back up YES!! Oh, YES! We WOULD!\n\nUniformVixen\ngiggleGiggleGiggles ❤️ ❤️ \"Oh good! A perfect excuse to make a Balros-furred version while I'm at it too, then! We can be so We together this way!\"\n\nBalros\nHe blushes, growing fluffier with every giggle, looking at you with hearts in his green eyes\nWe are SO going to rock your world as a reward for all this effort....\n\nUniformVixen\nchitters and swells, already overfilling her lap, plump meat getting swallowed up by the growth of a fuzzy, musk-swamped sheath just like yours, leaping in for kisses and nuzzles abound. \"You always do! Whenever we get to see you, spend any time. MissMisssMiss you and miss us! Will try to put plenty of goodies on the new version for us both.\"\n\nBalros\nHe's right there, his face and muzzle pressed close to hip and pelvis, nose nuzzling to the place where that sheath swells forth from your lap. His breath warm on your flesh and fur; his inhales drinking deep of the dire scent of love and lust and fur and musk.\nIt is an entirely second squirrel that's there to be leapt on for kisses and nuzzles, two Balros to behold your beauty and admire everything about you that is you, that is squirrel, that is becoming him. \"We love being unrestrained and unconcerned about anything with you, just, pure, desire.\"\n\nUniformVixen\n_grips massive paws over both, trailing stubby fingertips through chestnut fur, gripping tight to keep close as she grinds and bounces and presses every last bit of closeness of her heavy flesh to yours, trading nuzzles with one balros while thick thighs come around to trap your other between, squealing in open delight at the nuzzling to her sensative new sheath, and the heavy, heaving softly furred nuts pouring into the open space between. \"All that we're meant to, with nothing to hold back, just be and be and become together what we will ~ letting my desires forth. nothing to fear. Every last bit of love to give. :pink_heart: \" She tangles with you so happily, mired by work but unable to hold back her heavy petting from balros to balros, trading off kisses, getting her more and more stoked for the work ahead ~_\n\nBalros\nTrapped and clutched and pulled against squirrel; the proper state of being for every squirrel. What you give to him in your demands for his closeness he gives back twofold in his demand for your presence. Four handpaws with thickbig fingers press and pull at your body to draw you fully within their embrace. Two muzzles kiss and smooch and seek your sensitive flesh; from lips to sheathlips and making out with both. Leaving just your lipples to gasp and bemoan the fact there's not -more- squirrels to attend to them in this instant.\n\nUniformVixen\nraises her arms, hungry lipples devouring at patches of squirrelfur, their own tongues forcing their way along swaths of musk-tinged fur and slurps around in the grip of wanton desire, easing cowlicks of chestfur into the beginnings of whole new breast swells to make out with, sucking nipples into your own pairs of orally-fixated forms. She finds a handpaw to entangle fingers with, gripping palm to palm, leveraging her gyrations as sweaty cock after cock spills forth out of her ever more fat sheath, her new configuration solidifying, and free to multiply in ever escalating expressions of her lust. She gazes at a Balros, lost in your eyes, adrift amidst the heavy ocean swells of your attentions, feetpaws securely gripping around the back of another as she makes the best of only two of you, rocking the fast-dropping contents of her sheath around your face, so much musky new squirrelflesh battering around your attentions in intense throbs as she helps ease that nose point in between the now triad of erections, to dive right into the yawning opening into her steamy new sheath, and sink in there up to your eyebrows . ChrrrrrloveLoveLoveLoves~~\n\nBalros\nAs your arms lift up, more squirrels appear. Two more shove their short sniffing snouts into your armpits and -inhale- your dire scent, nipping and licking along the lines of your chest to the sides of your breasts. Slowly creeping towards the lips that cap each huge swell of breast, their paws cupping and caressing the underside of each sensitive boob. The tongues that spill from your tits have so, so much to taste, the air itself saturated with the heated musk and scent of horny squirrels. They find another Balros's chest for their ministrations, his chittering moans triplicating as his tits swell forth in hefty -bloomphs- of size and spill out into muzzles where his areolae is supposed to be. There's a difference in his tits and yours; whereas yours are capped in massive plump lips, his tits have a bit of jaw and snout to them, sporting signature bucked teeth behind fat smooching lips capable of sucking condoms right off of cocks. The four other Balros around you also begin to grow in similar ways, until you're surrounded by five bustyboy squirrels and being licked, nippled, kissed, sucked, and sniffed by all of them\nBut as cock, after cock, after cock erupts from your sheath, he's there to receive. The kneeling squirrel sucks and swallows on thick cock and gets his head all but completely enshrouded by sheath. The other Balros bump their hips together, pushing their massive sheaths together in hefty collissions of cock and fur, and coaxing each of your extra cocks to find a squirrelsheath to sheath into, swell inside, throb and stiffen against his own erections. Both Balros cram their own cocks right back into your sheath, helpfully stretching it out to allow the first Balros to fully fit his head inside and deep-throat your dick all the way to the root, lips kissing where your cock emerges from your pelvis.\n\nUniformVixen\nlipple-kisses, making out with those nipple muzzles. The differences between us are delightful, the expression of those extra maws more complete than her tongue-and-lip only breasts. But god, are they hungry, kissing, licking, making out with bustyboy breastmaws as the sole Sigil does much the same above, rarely allowing herself to blink as she stares and stares into another Balros' eyes, as if willing her to commit every last bit of herself to the thought, the sight, the smell, the taste, and the feeling of you, to let you consume her thoughts, and dominate the thread of her conciousness from this moment on. She drinks you all in, and oh how sweet it is, her strong musk and sweat mingling in the steamy air with yours, practically drizzling off her fur as her W I D E ly grown bottom heaves forward, hands helping ease one shaft so deep down a balros gullet - already gushing belly-sloshing amounts of hyperfertile swimmers from the first throatfuck, while the others spatter messily in air, dropping arcs of thick stong smelling sigilspunk everywhere to add to the heat of the moment. With a moan, her hunger so deep, extra hands grab an eager Balros, lipple-maw opening wide, stretching around, kissing -all- of a you, as its tongue helpfully forces entirely inside, leaving her breast massively stretched, nurse-sucking a protruding balros-cock whilst the you inside swims in velvet-innerfleshed bliss, fast incubating inside the lippled breastwomb to so helpfully begin to even out the numbers of Sigil's in the room. God, those moans from hers, no sweeter than when it is you pulling them out of her. Forcing her scent freshly into all of you, as all of you re-mark her, fur and flesh all around so deeply staining with our needs. ~\n\nBalros\nMawnips and lipples, together, pressing sensitive lips and tasting each other's over-enlarged tongues. The lip-smacking sounds and suckling noises are muffled by the sheer amount of fur between the two of us. His tits practically have to -drink- your saliva from so, so, so much tongue-dripping shared testing. Occassionally another squirrel has to gently burp just to express how much he's swallowing from you, especially from the squirrel so feverishly gulping at your growing cock and sheath. Green eyes stare into yours and hold your gazes, adoration and affection welling up in their eyes as sight communicates emotion. As you open up physically and emotionally he shows you how he was already inside; opening your doors, unlocking your windows, scintillating through your thoughts as more and more squirrels. There is safety in the complete release of your sense of self, your sentience cradled in your fertile garden of a body and spread through his collective. You're starting to see yourself through -his- eyes more and more, your senses unfolding as he links his tastebuds, sniffing nose, fluffed ears, furred fingers, throbbing cocks, hungry breastmaws, and seed-swollen balls to your sensory system. Expanding your inner empire into his collective cosmic infinity.\nThe squirrel kneeling between us is bloated into a plump-gutted girthy hybrid of us both. Your cum gushing down his gullet saturates your own tastebuds as he drinks your dick down and is bloated with aggressive pregnancy for the trouble. His massive tits fwoomph forward to mash against your thighs and balls, mawnips nipping at your knees until they find your furred ballsac close enough to lick, and lick and lick and lick your nuts bigger withe ach swipe. When your two adjacent erections begin to fire-fire-BLAST with sperm, two more Balros on either side of you grasp your rods in their overlarge hands and shove each shaft into his sheath; spill-flooding his cavernous cockholsters and throbbing against his own enormous erections. Those boners are stuffed up inside lipples and hungry breasts, expanding those bosoms into pregnant-looking shapes of tit and too much fertility.\nWhen a squirrel is swallowed up by your breasts, he's quick to foster fecund and fertile growth all around him. Sigils spontaneously swell everywhere he or his cum touches, fully formed versions of you, many more of you and him. The Balros surrounding you feel the growing brood of squirrels filling their own breasts as the innermost chambers of wombs and bellies, breasts and even some sheaths, are spatially linked. Sigils and Balros and hybrids of us both begin to spill past lipples and nipplemaw gullets, climbing out of sheaths, crowding the room with more and more of us both. Multiplying your mind and the sensitive neurons of feeling pleasure and thinking of bliss, making more of you for more of him to indulge with ever, ever, ever-growing MORE LOVE.\n\nUniformVixen\nsees from all around what you do to her. What we do to Us. One great, pregnantly-sloshing mega-sigil, surrounded by an increasingly crowded sea of chittering brown and russet and purple. All manner of Sigil and Balros and Sigros, a sliding scale of mixture between - all of us tangling in love and lust amidst each other as the one great squirrel in the middle squirms and gives birth, happily eroding away the barriers we hold up to seperate our identity as we have into distinct portions. Enjoying ourself from one corner to another, stuffing more inside to grow and swell and feel us fucking and loving ourselves inside, Her world opens up into us, feeling every bit what she does for you as you have always done for her, hearts throbbing fast, needy rutting increasing. The squirm of Balros in overladen sheath, and the squeeze of massive footpaws around squirrelboners as her navigation of this infinitely expanding world of sensation, need and -completeness- washes over her. And We kiss. We fuck. We dive faces under arms to suck musk directly. We do everything we can to experience us. Get lost in us. Become us. Filling ourselves into vast, indulgently expressed pregnancies. Giving birth to more of our sister and brother selves to multiply and lead into an exponential spread of sensation, emotion, need and energy. To spread into obliteration any lingering notion of individuality in the sea of belonging we represent. So many tongues buried under tails. Balls held aloft, worshipped and adored kiss by kiss. So many tittyboy balros's covetously flatchested cuntboy Sigils.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Balros
Heavy breathing Sheath. Sheath. Sheath. Sheath.

UniformVixen
mhrr. A sheath would be nice ❤️

Balros
Pack your sheath on there. Make it grow. Swaddle that shaft in the soft fur and musky fluff of a sheath!

UniformVixen
Huff. An excellent idea, lovelovelove. So full and free and bouncy and clothes-busting that it looks perfectly at home when nestled alongside your own. ❤️  And would you like a copy of this me to inhabit when you wish in VR as well ? ❤️

Balros
The squirrel falls over himself and stands right back up YES!! Oh, YES! We WOULD!

UniformVixen
giggleGiggleGiggles ❤️ ❤️ "Oh good! A perfect excuse to make a Balros-furred version while I'm at it too, then! We can be so We together this way!"

Balros
He blushes, growing fluffier with every giggle, looking at you with hearts in his green eyes
We are SO going to rock your world as a reward for all this effort....

UniformVixen
chitters and swells, already overfilling her lap, plump meat getting swallowed up by the growth of a fuzzy, musk-swamped sheath just like yours, leaping in for kisses and nuzzles abound. "You always do! Whenever we get to see you, spend any time. MissMisssMiss you and miss us! Will try to put plenty of goodies on the new version for us both."

Balros
He's right there, his face and muzzle pressed close to hip and pelvis, nose nuzzling to the place where that sheath swells forth from your lap. His breath warm on your flesh and fur; his inhales drinking deep of the dire scent of love and lust and fur and musk.
It is an entirely second squirrel that's there to be leapt on for kisses and  nuzzles, two Balros to behold your beauty and admire everything about you that is you, that is squirrel, that is becoming him. "We love being unrestrained and unconcerned about anything with you, just, pure, desire."

UniformVixen
_grips massive paws over both, trailing stubby fingertips through chestnut fur, gripping tight to keep close as she grinds and bounces and presses every last bit of closeness of her heavy flesh to yours, trading nuzzles with one balros while thick thighs come around to trap your other between, squealing in open delight at the nuzzling to her sensative new sheath, and the heavy, heaving softly furred nuts pouring into the open space between. "All that we're meant to, with nothing to hold back, just be and be and become together what we will ~ letting my desires forth. nothing to fear. Every last bit of love to give. :pink_heart:  " She tangles with you so happily, mired by work but unable to hold back her heavy petting from balros to balros, trading off kisses, getting her more and more stoked for the work ahead ~_

Balros
Trapped and clutched and pulled against squirrel; the proper state of being for every squirrel. What you give to him in your demands for his closeness he gives back twofold in his demand for your presence. Four handpaws with thickbig fingers press and pull at your body to draw you fully within their embrace. Two muzzles kiss and smooch and seek your sensitive flesh; from lips to sheathlips and making out with both. Leaving just your lipples to gasp and bemoan the fact there's not -more- squirrels to attend to them in this instant.

UniformVixen
raises her arms, hungry lipples devouring at patches of squirrelfur, their own tongues forcing their way along swaths of musk-tinged fur and slurps around in the grip of wanton desire, easing cowlicks of chestfur into the beginnings of whole new breast swells to make out with, sucking nipples into your own pairs of orally-fixated forms. She finds a handpaw to entangle fingers with, gripping palm to palm, leveraging her gyrations as sweaty cock after cock spills forth out of her ever more fat sheath, her new configuration solidifying, and free to multiply in ever escalating expressions of her lust. She gazes at a Balros, lost in your eyes, adrift amidst the heavy ocean swells of your attentions, feetpaws securely gripping around the back of another as she makes the best of only two of you, rocking the fast-dropping contents of her sheath around your face, so much musky new squirrelflesh battering around your attentions in intense throbs as she helps ease that nose point in between the now triad of erections, to dive right into the yawning opening into her steamy new sheath, and sink in there up to your eyebrows .  ChrrrrrloveLoveLoveLoves~~

Balros
As your arms lift up, more squirrels appear. Two more shove their short sniffing snouts into your armpits and -inhale- your dire scent, nipping and licking along the lines of your chest to the sides of your breasts. Slowly creeping towards the lips that cap each huge swell of breast, their paws cupping and caressing the underside of each sensitive boob. The tongues that spill from your tits have so, so much to taste, the air itself saturated with the heated musk and scent of horny squirrels. They find another Balros's chest for their ministrations, his chittering moans triplicating as his tits swell forth in hefty -bloomphs- of size and spill out into muzzles where his areolae is supposed to be. There's a difference in his tits and yours; whereas yours are capped in massive plump lips, his tits have a bit of jaw and snout to them, sporting signature bucked teeth behind fat smooching lips capable of sucking condoms right off of cocks. The four other Balros around you also begin to grow in similar ways, until you're surrounded by five bustyboy squirrels and being licked, nippled, kissed, sucked, and sniffed by all of them
But as cock, after cock, after cock erupts from your sheath, he's there to receive. The kneeling squirrel sucks and swallows on thick cock and gets his head all but completely enshrouded by sheath. The other Balros bump their hips together, pushing their massive sheaths together in hefty collissions of cock and fur, and coaxing each of your extra cocks to find a squirrelsheath to sheath into, swell inside, throb and stiffen against his own erections. Both Balros cram their own cocks right back into your sheath, helpfully stretching it out to allow the first Balros to fully fit his head inside and deep-throat your dick all the way to the root, lips kissing where your cock emerges from your pelvis.

UniformVixen
lipple-kisses, making out with those nipple muzzles. The differences between us are delightful, the expression of those extra maws more complete than her tongue-and-lip only breasts. But god, are they hungry, kissing, licking, making out with bustyboy breastmaws as the sole Sigil does much the same above, rarely allowing herself to blink as she stares and stares into another Balros' eyes, as if willing her to commit every last bit of herself to the thought, the sight, the smell, the taste, and the feeling of you, to let you consume her thoughts, and dominate the thread of her conciousness from this moment on. She drinks you all in, and oh how sweet it is, her strong musk and sweat mingling in the steamy air with yours, practically drizzling off her fur as her W I D E ly grown bottom heaves forward, hands helping ease one shaft so deep down a balros gullet - already gushing belly-sloshing amounts of hyperfertile swimmers from the first throatfuck, while the others spatter messily in air, dropping arcs of thick stong smelling sigilspunk everywhere to add to the heat of the moment. With a moan, her hunger so deep, extra hands grab an eager Balros, lipple-maw opening wide, stretching around, kissing -all- of a you, as its tongue helpfully forces entirely inside, leaving her breast massively stretched, nurse-sucking a protruding balros-cock whilst the you inside swims in velvet-innerfleshed bliss, fast incubating inside the lippled breastwomb to so helpfully begin to even out the numbers of Sigil's in the room.  God, those moans from hers, no sweeter than when it is you pulling them out of her. Forcing her scent freshly into all of you, as all of you re-mark her, fur and flesh all around so deeply staining with our needs. ~

Balros
Mawnips and lipples, together, pressing sensitive lips and tasting each other's over-enlarged tongues. The lip-smacking sounds and suckling noises are muffled by the sheer amount of fur between the two of us. His tits practically have to -drink- your saliva from so, so, so much tongue-dripping shared testing. Occassionally another squirrel has to gently burp just to express how much he's swallowing from you, especially from the squirrel so feverishly gulping at your growing cock and sheath. Green eyes stare into yours and hold your gazes, adoration and affection welling up in their eyes as sight communicates emotion. As you open up physically and emotionally he shows you how he was already inside; opening your doors, unlocking your windows, scintillating through your thoughts as more and more squirrels. There is safety in the complete release of your sense of self, your sentience cradled in your fertile garden of a body and spread through his collective. You're starting to see yourself through -his- eyes more and more, your senses unfolding as he links his tastebuds, sniffing nose, fluffed ears, furred fingers, throbbing cocks, hungry breastmaws, and seed-swollen balls to your sensory system. Expanding your inner empire into his collective cosmic infinity.
The squirrel kneeling between us is bloated into a plump-gutted girthy hybrid of us both. Your cum gushing down his gullet saturates your own tastebuds as he drinks your dick down and is bloated with aggressive pregnancy for the trouble. His massive tits fwoomph forward to mash against your thighs and balls, mawnips nipping at your knees until they find your furred ballsac close enough to lick, and lick and lick and lick your nuts bigger withe ach swipe. When your two adjacent erections begin to fire-fire-BLAST with sperm, two more Balros on either side of you grasp your rods in their overlarge hands and shove each shaft into his sheath; spill-flooding his cavernous cockholsters and throbbing against his own enormous erections. Those boners are stuffed up inside lipples and hungry breasts, expanding those bosoms into pregnant-looking shapes of tit and too much fertility.
When a squirrel is swallowed up by your breasts, he's quick to foster fecund and fertile growth all around him. Sigils spontaneously swell everywhere he or his cum touches, fully formed versions of you, many more of you and him. The Balros surrounding you feel the growing brood of squirrels filling their own breasts as the innermost chambers of wombs and bellies, breasts and even some sheaths, are spatially linked. Sigils and Balros and hybrids of us both begin to spill past lipples and nipplemaw gullets, climbing out of sheaths, crowding the room with more and more of us both. Multiplying your mind and the sensitive neurons of feeling pleasure and thinking of bliss, making more of you for more of him to indulge with ever, ever, ever-growing MORE LOVE.

UniformVixen
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