UniformVixen
Oooh. That Echoen model is coming along so nicely ❤️

Echoen
Shi smiles brightly, presses hir bosoms to your face "And we're practicing dancing."

UniformVixen
drags her twin tongues up amidst your cleavage, nose buried into the inviting, scented warmth. She caresses loosely, leaving room for your free movement. "So glad to hear it, dearest. You are so beautiful in motion."

Echoen
The big bat's eyes flutter and hir long tongue lolls past hir supple black lips as your twin tongues twist and slide across hir sensitive teats, then deep into hir cleavage. Both of hir breasts -bloomph- bigger as they push around your head and face, hir heady girlmusk drifting from chestruff up your nose. "G-gods... we would so desire to dance for you to our songs, dance sets."

UniformVixen
bobs her head, nose nuzzling comfortably into the valley, before sweeping again to either peak. Gently kissing, plucking the barest touches of her silky lips to make those squirms intensify, the steady swell of flesh surrounding her face quicken. She smiles sweetly. "Then, keep up your practice, love. Dance for me, when you are ready, I know it will be as exquisite as every other moment of connection we have shared. " she paws gently around your enhanced breasts, still nuzzling into the chestruff plunging between.

Echoen
Hir scent is like a pressure on your sinuses, crawling up your senses and into your head to flood it with hormones and get you baked, drunk, high on bliss. The kind of stupor that precedes a mutation, the start of an unzippering of your snout and flowing up your forehead to push your skull into two sides; fully formed heads spilling out from one neck until it too stickily peels apart into two sets of throats and lungs, lust-addled brains and your pretty, pretty pairs of eyes; four to a face. Echoen curls hir muscled arms around each of the back of your heads and stuffs both of your faces down deep into hir cleavage again, a third boob pushing out between your maws to give each of your faces its own private cleavage delve. "I shall make... the best of efforts... to find the best time for you and us... and make it a -private- show..."

UniformVixen
swims in bifurcation. both of her love it, love you, love getting lost in all of you. Grippy, warm and inviting pawpads taking more authorative grasping of your frame, artfully cradling herself to the now dual-headed intentions she places upon you, each sporting ridged, playful dual tongues to weave through your cleavage and taste delightedly at your scent, relaxing at the touch of wings around. "So glad to hear it, love." One head says, the other rising to lock eyes up into yours. She lips around your nipple, nursing directly, tug-suckling its rim, tongues delving into the stretchable flesh, teasing open a whole mouth on that bouncing, energetic mound for her to make out with. Squeezing all of your glorious triplicate together amidst her happy attention. "We look forward to being so intoxicated by your dance we do -anything- for you. "  She smiles. "As though we wouldn't, already." She kisses amidst all three nipples, palms resting on your hips, helping them pace their sultry sway and swing.  It is bed time, but you do so fill her mind. <3