Minnie didn’t know what was worse. The fact that she’s letting some underage skunk toon have his way with her and that she likes it… Or the fact that she’s slowly agreeing to the idea of doing even more depraved things with him. 


Laying in bed, Minnie’s mind can only go around to what she’s been up to the last couple days. Thanks to her latest session, she’s calmed down but the memory is still there. Closing her eyes certainly didn’t help. Twisting and turning in bed, she tried to just focus on sleep but her mind would switch back to thinking about Pudding. The smell of his musk, the desperation in her mind as she relentlessly huffed it. That cock driving her crazy with every scrap of her insides. It was like stepping into a new world and learning she doesn’t want to leave it again.


Minnie’s tired eyes turned to a picture frame face down on her nightstand. Reaching to move it back up, Minnie’s presented with a picture of her and Minnie, both dressed up as king and queen respectfully. Instead of it being some royal photo, they’re happily laughing and eating mounds of cake by the handful while covered in the stuff. Mickey had prepared the cake himself with no help. He looked so proud but it was too big and it caused a huge mess and it wasn’t the best. With just the two of them, Minnie started eating it, followed by Mickey and the two just started laughing and throwing cake balls at each other. 


It was such a beautiful mess.


And here she is. Being a harlot because some kid waved his cock around in front of her and took her with ease. 


She was happy with Mickey… Right?


        “Of course I am!” She corrected her train of thought. “I still love Mickey. Nothing will change that.”


Minnie thought back to that special day. The laughs, the taste and smell of cake. The more Minnie focused on it, the better she felt. The memory eased her nerves enough to help her finally sleep and try to figure things out.


However, as she dreamed, the dirty corners of her mind perverted those pleaset thoughts. Minnie’s mind danced between the memories of Mickey and Puddin, trying to stick with one of them. In the haze of a rough night's sleep, the memories united into a dream became Pudding and Minnie, depraved smiles on each other’s faces. Instead of harmless home made cake, globs of thick cum lathered the two of them. Between the still hot load, the two would force feed the other palms filled with the stuff before engaging in another round of snowballing.


The slope became even more slippery as Minnie came from the sick dream.


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Minnie thought her worries over last night would be over for a while but the morning she woke up, Mickey arrived home. Her husband, her one true love, decided to drop all work and come stay at the castle a few days before getting back to whatever it is he’s doing.


The second their eyes met, Mickey gave her a hug followed by a big kiss on the lips. While she sunk into it, Minnie flashed back to the last time she had Puddin’s musty cock around her lips after he’d fucked her ass and she was worried all her brushing wouldn’t have been enough to get the smell and taste off. Thankfully, Mickey didn’t seem to mind at all, or even notice. He seemed to not mind it…


But their special guest noticed her worry as the couple turned to see the half dressed with only a towel around his waist. Hiding his fat ass and package from everyone and leaving Minnie with a near heart attack.


        “Why hello there!” Mickey said, offering the skunk a handshake with a warm smile. “Who might this little fella be?”


        “H-” Before Minnie could even get a panicked gasp out and come up with a convincing enough lie, Pudding happily shook the older mouse man’s hand with a wide smile.


        “Hiya! Name’s Puddin! I’m part of Minnie’s fan club and she invited me to stay for a couple weeks as thank you for being the president of her fan club!” Puddin hooked a thumb to himself, smiling proudly before sweeping his pompadour backwards, only for it to flop right back into position, even with all the water still in it. His chest puffed out, he looked incredibly proud of himself.


        “Well I just happen to be a big fan of Minnie to ya know!” Mickey chidded playfully at the young skunk boy. “I happen to be a super fan of hers myself!” Mickey pretended to whisper to Puddin but made it far too loud to be called a whisper. 


The act had the two men laughing, meanwhile Minnie was trying to hide the worry on her face. Both men had taken her in bed but Pudding was a far more impressive beast compared to Mickey. He did things that she’d never imagined doing. Things she couldn’t imagine herself doing with Mickey, even if he was on his knees, begging. 


At that moment, Pudding turned to look at her, a cunning smile on his face as he dared to blow her a kiss so openingly whie Mickey is still laughing. Minnie could pratically feel his big juicy lips hit her own, reminding her of what’s been going on between them over the last couple days. 


        ‘Have I really fallen so far…?’ Minnie asked herself.




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If Minnie thought the day couldn’t get any more frustrating, she didn’t know how far Pudding would be willing to go. Mickey decided to take their little guest around the castle in a grand tour, showing him things that most hadn’t seen before. By this time, Pudding had put on some proper clothing, including some baggy shorts that just barely covered the difficult-to-hide bulge of his flacid monster.


The excited skunk boy walked behind Minnie, making up some lie about “the king and queen needing to lead first” or whatever. The entire time Mickey pointed out objects and talked about their history, Puddin has his little hands on Minnie’s ass. Minnie could only close her eyes and try to bat him away but her resistance kept waning as the toon boy’s hands found her panties and started fingering her ass. She’d only done it a couple times but even now, having just some fingers up her gas box was enough to flip her switch. Minnie bit her lip, trying to keep a straight face. But this kept failing as Puddin’ used more fingers. The queen’s flushed expression was so noticeable, even Mickey picked up on it.


        “Minnie? Are you okay?” 


        “Oh! I-I’m just a little flushed from walking around so much is all! A-and I’m a little nervous about showing our guest our home!” Minnie quickly lied. She felt Puddin cuddle up to her, shoulder to shoulder while he still dug around in her panties from beneath her skirt from behind. 


        “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she’s extra safe!” 


        “Ah golly Pudding! I have no worries if it’s you keeping my Minnie safe!” With that said, Mickey turned to keep walking but Pudding quickly whispered to Minnie’s large ear.


        “Do what I want or Mickey finds out~” Pudding threatened, blowing a raspberry into her ear as the two hurried along behind the king. 


Throughout the tour, Pudding made sure to make Minnie work to keep his mouth shut. 


In the large dining room, Pudding and Mickey sat opposite to each other across a large round table. He wanted to have a small lunch since the tour had gone on for quite a while but Minnie excused herself to the ladies room. When Mickey wasn’t looking the Disney queen forced herself under the table, forced to service Pudding while he and Mickey talked among themselves. 


                ‘Come on… I’ve done this before,’ Minnie took a moment to sour her expression at admitting such a filthy act to herself. ‘It’s nothing more than a cock. A piece of meat. Nothing more or less. Focus…’


Minnie pulled his zipper down and immediately felt the hardening cock slap her in the face. The harsh musk is as assaulting as it is hypnotic. Minnie tried to remember that it’s just another part of his body but the aroma of such a potent stud made it hard for her to concentrate properly. Minnie took a deep breath, feeling her lungs worhsiping the scent before kissing it. She remembered Pudding enjoying the feel of her soft lips across the tip. Again and again, she kissed it, trying to pretend it was anything else. 


The bright pink tip felt so soft and squishy. And warm.


Minnie found herself sticking her tongue out, sliding it all across the tip as she worked the fat blunt horse cock into her mouth. She could feel him throbbing already. Was he excited at the idea of being serived while Mickey is right in front of him? She could hear him stumble on his words as she kept going. Minnie worked her mouth as best she could, remembering hearing Pudding’s compliments from her previous amateurish attempts.


        ‘!!!’


NO! She mustn't think of them like this! She’s a queen! Not some whore! She’s doing this to protect Mickey and keep Pudding from running his mouth! So hurry up and cum!! 


Her demands were well met as Puddin’s tip flared in her mouth. She tried to pull it back but it was too late! The flare had already locked itself to the back of her mouth, keeping her in place as another hot load of fresh Puddin brand cream filled her mouth and made it’s way down her throat. She grunted loudly, trying to free herself but that piece of meat wasn’t gonna let her go!


        “Did you hear something?” Mickey asked from the other side of the table.


        “Oh I think that might have been Minnie. She might have tripped on her way back or something.” She could hear the fake innocent smile on his face as he flexes his cock, trying to drain every bit from his balls. 


Pungent yet creamy. Even after cumming multiple times before and again, the skunk's plentiful balls didn’t seemto have any ending to them. Minnie tried to coax out as much as possible, sticking her tongue right into his piss slit but unfortunately, it wasn’t her call. Pudding stopped when he wanted with his nut, as she learned. After three of the longest minutes of her life, he finally softened in her mouth before falling out. He quickly stuffed his package back inside.


Minnie could feel the stuff sloshing around her gullet, something she hated she was slowly becoming familiar with as time went on. The defiled queen had to hold back a loud belch that was coming, doing it into her gloved hand and disgusted at the bits of cum that came out of her mouth.


As she tapped his knee to help her get out, he dared to patronize her with a thumbs up. The boiling anger inside her would have to wait as he called for Mickey to check on her, giving the hidden queen time to get up from under the table and sit right beside him.


        “Yummy taste, huh?” Pudding’s shit-eating grin made Minnie want to yell at him but it would just make her situation worse. Either he decides to spill the beans to Mickey or Mickey hears it and wonders why she’s so angry. So she bites her tongue and answers politely.


        “... Delicious…”


        “Yay!”


The torment didn’t end there. 


After lunch, Minnie had to explain to Mickey that she’d already eaten something “rather heavy”, in Pudding’s own words, before Mickey arrived. 


The trio traveled through the halls once again. Feeling bold, Pudding decided to lift up the Disney queen’s dress, blatantly oggling her panties and fat juicy ass while Mickey was completly unaware. With him up front, it was impossible to see the action going on. Minnie could only bow her head in anger as she heard Pudding making comments about her. Her thick hips, her fat ass and mentioning the kinds of panties she’d worn over the years. The information made the already angry queen more flushed as he went on in detail. Guards stationed around could only pretend not to see anything, on orders of being shipped out if they mention a word. 


        “Just try to make it to tonight. Try to make it tonight. Try to make it to tonight…” She muttered under her breath.


Pudding’s various comments stopped as the boy walked behind her, cock out and masturbating without a hint of shame. She knw just from the sudden musk that hit her nose. And unlike Mickey, her ears picked up the sound of his hand going up and down his length. It didn’t take him long to quickly finish his little session, nut butter covering her ass in thick strands that clung to them like bubble gum. It felt awful but she couldn’t say a word. 


All Minnie could really do is turn back to look at him, grimmacing while Pudding looked so proud of his “ass painting”, as he so crudly put it the last time he did this.


Finally the tour was over. For now anyway.


It was getting late and Pudding wanted to go to bed, surprisnegly enough. 


        ‘Maybe he had too much fun for once…’


For the next couple hours, after washing her backside off, Minnie was able to recompose herself and spend some time with her husband. A sigh of relief as things felt normal again. Mickey too was tired after showing their ‘guest’ around.


        “Boy oh boy, it was fun having Pudding see our castle! We rarely get visitors around so it was a nice change of pace! But I know it wasn’t what you wanted Minnie…”


        “Oh Mickey, stop being such a worry wart. I’m… I’m just happy it’s me and you now.”


Minnie had just stepped out of the shower, a towl around her body. Mickey on the other hand decided to wear some blue and white stirpped pajamas and is already laying in bed. Seeing his wife so close to being nude, Mickey could only blush. As Minnie sat on the bed, it was too much for the mouse.


        “Ah w-well it’s getting late and I don’t want to disturb our beauty sleep! Goodnight!!”


Minnie giggled as he quickly kissed her cheek before turning out the lights with a clap. And just like that, he’s out like a light. 


The now loan mouse gave a deep sigh of relief, happy to not have sex for once. Thought part of her did want to have fun with Mickey. But knowing her hubby works so hard and is right by her side made her feel safe. After so much going on it was a welcome change. For the first time in the last few days, Minnie felt peace.


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Lie.


Lies.


Lies…


LIES!


In the same bed she kissed her husband good night, in the same bed they consummate their love for each other. The same where they told each other “I love you” as husband and wife.


Minnie wouldn’t find peace as Pudding had her bent over a slumbering Mickey, forced to take well over ten inches of horse cock right up her pussy. 


        “P-plese no!!” Minnie cried, trying to keep her voice hushed as Pudding railed her. “Don’t wake him!” 


        “Then you better not scream, honey!” Pudding stifled a giggle as he raw dogged Mickey’s wife right in front of his sleep form. 


She thought she could get away from this, evenfor a night. That Mickey would wake up and brush him away for even just a few hours of peaceful rest. But no. Pudding, the mischievous toon skunk wasn’t going to let such a golden opportunity go by! Pudding snuck in while Mickey slept like a rock. He stripped down to nothing and stood in the bed. 


The first thing a waking Minnie sees is a familiar skunk boy’s horse hung cock coming into blury view. Followed by a spurt of hot pre cum that fully woke her up. 


“Please, not tonight! My husband’s-”


“Sleeps like a boulder underwater.” Pudding interrupted. “No way I’m missing this chance!”


Knowing what could happen if she refused him, Minnie got out of bed. Embarrassed that she’s in the nude while being checked out by a lecherus nude toon brat. 


“Too bad hubby couldn’t enjoy all this but I know I will!” 


 And here she is, being fucked right on top of her sleeping husband. While she’s dreaming of far nicer things, she can’t see the sight of Minnie over him, her fat tits swinging free while being fucked by some young stud meat. Minnie clenched harder than ever around Pudding. Feeling every vein hitting her insides and even the end of her womb taking a wet pounding as he dug out her insides.


        “Ah yeah, that’s the ticket…!” Pudding growled from behind. “Gotta get up in deeper in there!”


As if the humiliation wasn’t enough, Pudding decided to jump ontop of Minnie, making her bend over and take his massive fuck meat. All this was too much for her. Too stimulating. Before minnie could do anything, she felt herself cum! Hitting the bed and Pudding’s green gizmo with her juices. Her contracting cunt squeezed and pulsated, the added thrill of being caught simply being too strong for common sense.


The embarrassed and ashamed mouse tried not to scream but Pudding was making it difficult. The pint sized fucked used his small stature to power fuck Minnie. Riding her like a bucking bronco, he bounced off her back, all the while the new angle of his cock pushed her buttons harder than ever.


        “S-stupid! Stop before you wake him…!” She yelled at him in a loud whisper.


        “I’m fucking your guts and he’s barely made a sound! I’m not stopping until he wakes up or I nut in your guts! And feels like one of those is gonna happen soon!” Pudding, daring and beyond excited, enjoyed every moment. He used his full weight to come down onto Minnie’s back, slapping her backside with his bowling ball nuts and stuffing her pussy to the limit. He came to a stop a few times and sat there, grinding his cock in places that made her melt and tremble furiously. She tried to fight it but the more she did, the more intense the shock waves. 


Pudding moaned into her ear.


Whispering all sorts of nasty things.


“Your womb feel that? Fuck it’s so soft in there, I don’t wanna leave…”
“Mickey never gets this deep, does he?”
“Call me daddy, slut.”
“After this, you’re eating my butthole until I dump another nut!”


Every word hit her brain like an arrow hitting a bullseye. It painted images in her brain that she… That she…




“Minnie?”
“!!”
“!”


Below her, Mickey’s eyes slowly opened. Minnie could feel her blood run cold as she looked into her king’s dark eyes, half open and clearly dazed. 


        “I love you so much…!”


This is where Minnie realized he’s half asleep. She didn’t know what to do but her first reaction was to simply kiss her husband on the lips. Oblivious to the fact his wife is having rough, cheating sex pratically right on top of him! As soon as their lips separated, he fell right back asleep.


Feeling her heart calm down for a moment, Minnie was about to beg Pudding to get off of her again when she felt a familiar surge of throbs coming from his cock. She braced herself but once again, she couldn’t contain herself and neither could Pudding!


In the heat of being caught, cock stuffed balls deep inside of Minnie, Pudding couldn’t do anything but tighten his balls up and dump another ungodly load deep inside her. Minnie’s pussy struggled to contain the nasty nut better, growing ever bigger to contain the fountain load that never stopped. His cock pumped its stud load deep but whatever couldn’t fit inside, sputtereed and dribbled out with the nastiest plop onto the occupied bed. Minnie hopes that the stains can be washed out…


        “I love you so much Minnie…!” Pudding whispered giggling as he made himself sound like a still half dazed Mickey. The skunk boy flexed his still spent cock, making it pop out audibly while Minnie’s newly plumped guts held onto it.


… And here’s where Pudding made her cross another line.


As if being fucked in front of her sleeping husband wasn’t enough, Pudding made Minnie crouch over him, as he recorded her indecent and cheating act. She couldn’t say no because if she did, he could just wake up the slumbing Mickey…


        “If you do this, I’ll stop for a couple days!”


        “... You promise?” Minnie asked, trying to keep herself steady on the bed.


        “Cross my cock and hope for blue balls. Or in my case, green balls! Hehe…”


Minnie found herself crouching over a slumbering Mickey, pussy glazed with Pudding’s special creampie and trying her best to hold the impressive load from leaking from her insides. Her arms and legs already felt so tired from having to be on all fours. They were already trembling but it was due to die time. If she could get him off her back for just a few days…


        “Now shake those big tits for daddy!” 
Minnie did as she was instructed and began bouncing while crouching on the bed. She started slow, trying not to wake up her husband but Pudding insisted she go faster. It was here she’s thankfully he sleeps so deeply. Doing this while trying to hold in the fat load in her pussy was harder than anything she’d done before.


Pudding made sure to catch Minnie’s swinging tits going back and forth, capturing every drop of sweat that she’d worked up from their hard workout. She grabbed and squeezed them nice and tight, making them shimmer in the phone’s recording. She grabbed both of her tits and sucked on each one, holding the massive pillows for a moment before letting them slip out of her mouth. The only light source, the moon from the window, did a beautiful job capturing her dance of depravity for any potential viewers of the video.


        “That’s it mama. Shake’em good. Real good!” Pudding encouraged her to defile her marriage even further. She tried not to look at the camera, trying to preserve whatever respect she has for herself left.


        “Now… Let it out. All over his face!”


Minnie came to a halt and stared at the rauncy skunk in disbelief. She just couldn’t find the words. If being fucked in front of a sleeping Mickey wasn’t bad enough. Now Pudding wants her to dump that load of potent fermented cream right on him! 


        “If you don’t, I’ll sit on his face and rip the nastiest fart you’ve ever seen. And from a skunk like me, that’ll do more than wake’em up, hehe. So you? Or me?” Pudding turned around to lift his tail up, wiggling his juicy dumptruck to indicate that he’s not joking. She could see it flexing, ready to let off a bombshell at his command.


With no way out, she gave into his sick demand. The better of two evils.


Minnie hid her face as best she could from the camera.


The camera bounced and zoomed in on her covered face before going down her chest, her cum stuffed belly and stopping right where she’s crouched over Mickey’s face. It zoomed in on her crotch and captured the perfect frame of Pudding’s thick hot glaze ready to spill out from an overstuffed Minnie. 


‘I’m sorry…’ With another apology to Mickey, she grunted and pushed out the nasty mess out of her pussy as hard as she could. 


The sound was so noticeable that she knew any guards nearby could probably hear it if they strained their ears. It was like smacks of cold pudding hitting the ground. Or thick mayonnaise being sprayed on a sandwich. Or the sound of eggs landing into a bowl. Mickey’s face got a good showering of the warm goop, all the while Minnie could only beg for forgiveness again and again. Her stomach slowly shrank as she kept depositing the gunk/ By the time she was done, only Mickey’s ears could be seen from the warm pile of wasted spunk. Minnie trembled, successfully dumping enough to make her stomach look only half a month pregnant. She winced when she saw her husband yawning, a few stray shots and leftovers from the pile entering his open mouth.


        “Oh fuck yeah, this is too good…!!” Pudding’s excitement could barely be contained. “Now if you don’t want hubby to wake up to that, I suggest you clean it all up off him.” 


Defeated, embarrassed and a sense of delirium… She did as she was told. She carefully and slowly kissed and licked the toon boy’s butter off her husband’s sleeping face. Again. And again. And again. Her tongue on his lips, his cheeks and even a few stray strands of green pubic hair. All of it, recored and captured on Pudding’s phone.


Midway through, Minnie accidentally kissed Mickey on the lips and in his dream-like coma, Mickey reciprocated the act. Husband and wife, snowballing a hung boy’s nut on camera. Pudding felt so excited that without even touching himself a hot straw bullet fired from his cock. He pointed down to it and Minnie did as instructed. Licking the new shot right off the floor. 


        “This was so much fun! I can’t wait to have some more with you in a couple days!”


Minnie could only sit in the shower for the second time tonight, thankful that the nightmare would be stopped for a while. She felt like she was going crazy the longer it went on.


If only she knew that a certain canine had been watching the depraved act without anyone knowing…


TO BE CONTINUED