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for their assistance and support with this chapter.", "writing": "[center]The Erotic Adventures of Whitehair:\nYergi’s Punishment\nChapter 06: Orgy in the Park[/center]\n\nThe walk to Feral Park was uneventful and rather pleasant for everyone, including Yergi, thanks to the injections that Whitehair had given him. The only problems that anyone was really having was Yergi having a strong need to potty and being unable to due to having his anus temporarily glued closed two days ago during his torture and mutilation. The raccoon also needed to potty, but nowhere near as much as the stuffed and backed-up lion. Once the prospect of walkies was brought up Ristin had been saving relieving himself for the park so he could fully enjoy pretending to be a feral.\n\nThe converted house that was now Whitehair’s dungeon and business was rather close to Feral Park and hardly any time seemed to pass at all before they stepped off of the asphalt and concrete and onto dirt paths and fresh grass. The park itself was ancient, with a history that went back over 350 years. It was well-tended and maintained near the paths but there were sections of it that were almost wilderness. Some of the trees still alive and growing were estimated to be over a hundred years old back when the park was established.\n\nToday the park was mostly empty. This end of the park was nowhere near the modern residential areas so there weren’t any families or children about in this section. As for the average person working in the industrial section there was at least another hour or two before their shifts would be over, so they four of them pretty much has this section to themselves.\n\nRistin chirred loudly, bounded forward and tugged on the leash wanting to go in. This caught Foltchaín off her guard and she stumbled but caught herself. Whitehair snickered for a moment, then raised one eyebrow in mock disapproval. “Indeed,” he muttered with false indignation.\n\nYergi thought about bounding after Ristin, but he was still afraid of being punished, so he kept his enthusiasm inside and tried to play the well-behaved pet.\n\nThe raccoon lowered his tail and looked back with the universal hang-dog ‘I know I was naughty’ feral expression for the amusement of the two keepers and to try to encourage Yergi to join in the pantomime as a pet.\n\nFoltchaín whispered to Whitehair, “What should I do now, Master Whitehair?” Hoping that she would get the hint, Ristin gently tugged on his leash again, in the direction of the park\n\nWhitehair replied, “So long as they stay within sight, they can be off their leashes. Yergi is implanted with robotics that can give him quite a shock. I can set them to increase the intensity the further away from me he gets, so if he strays too far he’ll get quite the jolt. As for Ristin, he is really a free fur who is just being my slave in exchange for me taking care of him for a time, so truly, he can be set free without any worry at all.”\n\nWhile he said this Ristin crawled over and sniffed at Whitehair’s boots then nosed Yergi’s butt and sniffed. Whitehair held back an amused chuckle as he reached down and released Yergi from his leash. He then released Ristin and commanded, “Go play!”\n\nAt the sound of the command Ristin bounded off, working his stumps nearly as fast as a real feral, into the grass of the park. Ristin’s adaption to quadruped movement was a core element of Frynge Gridjumper’s design for rebuilding the raccoon due to the cybernetics need for recharging and periodic maintenance, and due to Ristin’s love of being a quadruped raccoon that he learned in the near year he spend as a quadruple amputee and nullo before the rebuilding.\n\nAfter smelling water Ristin had charged off full speed for the lake in the middle of the park and was exploring the shoreline. Checking the water was almost irresistible for a raccoon. He didn’t see anyone else there and was pretty sure he knew his way back to the others. Even if he didn’t he was sentient and knew he could check the maps and also get back through the streets to master Whitehair’s house. He wondered then if he should go back and rejoin the others or continue to explore and play. In the end he decided to explore and play a little first before going back.\n\nMeanwhile, Whitehair had adjusted some of the settings on his wristband and then looked down at Yergi, who was still sitting quietly at his feet. The wolf said, “If you can still see me, you wont get shocked. If you get too far, you’ll feel a slight tingling but it wont hurt. Much further and it will start to hurt. Too far and it will feel like your insides are being cut out with a knife. Now go play!”\n\nNervously, Yergi took a few steps away. He looked for Ristin, but the raccoon was already out of his sight, probably in bushes somewhere. A few more steps and the lack of pain in his stumps combined with the fresh air and natural scents of the park started to invigorate the mutilated lion. More memories of his childhood flooded his thoughts. In a flash he decided to see if he could find any of the places he remembered from when he was a kit. There was one place that he had crawled into as a child where three trees made a sort of fort and he liked to play under them, pretending that it was his own secret home.\n\nFoltchaín had watched the two bound off, noting Ristin’s enthusiasm and natural adaption to the surrounding. “I wonder what it would be like to go feral?” she mused aloud.\n\n“It has its good side and its bad side,” Whitehair answered without thinking.\n\nFoltchaín snapped her head over to look at the wolf. “You mean that, don’t you? You have lived feral, haven’t you?”\n\nWhitehair swallowed hard. He knew he was caught. He could probably come up with something that would be plausible, but probably not totally believable. Rather than lying to Foltchaín he simply answered, “Yes.”\n\n“Do you believe in magic?” the sheep asked bluntly.\n\nWhitehair turned and gave her his full attention. He stared into her deep green eyes as if he was searching for something. “That is an unusual question?” he sidestepped answering her.\n\n“Maybe, for the ‘historically insignificant’ as you called them, but not for people like us. We are much more than they are. Some people say that it is magic. Others say it is the touch of the Gods.” Foltchaín has sensed for some time that there was a lot more to Whitehair than he let on, but she had never before been in the right position to ask about it. Now finally seemed like the right time for such things.\n\nWhitehair replied mysteriously, “There is much more to the truth of the multiverse than anyone on any world in any reality ever truly realizes.” The wolf then smiled and added, “That was a quote by R’tik Shadow Wolf.”\n\n“Never heard of him,” she said.\n\n“Few people have. His was a rather obscure author from long ago. He did write some really kinky porn though.” The wolf laughed loudly, hoping to have derailed Foltchaín’s thoughts about magic.\n\nFoltchaín took a step back and put her hands to her mouth. “Oh my Goddess!” she exclaimed.\n\n“What?” Whitehair spun around and looked in the direction that Foltchaín was staring. About ninety feet away he saw a large feral fox poke its head out through the underbrush. \n\nIt was hard to tell how long the fox had been there, but its ears were swiveled in their general direction as if it had been listening without trying to be noticed. After the fox realized that it was noticed, it slinked out of the bushes and towards the two. The fox’s nose was raised high in the air, as if sniffing to see if the two were safe. It stopped about a dozen feet away, then crouched on the ground, ears swiveling in their direction again. The fox had an immediately noticeable aberrant trait; it had five more tails than your average fox would have. It wasn’t just a fox, it was a kitsune.\n\nWhitehair and Foltchaín started at the kitsune. Whitehair shook his head and blinked his eyes several times. There was something else about the kitsune that he was seeing but not seeing. Using his shapeshifting abilities, he slightly altered the properties of his right eye, adjusting how it perceived the world. In the ultraviolet spectrum he could see the residual glow of the kitsune’s antennae and butterfly-like wings. They were shifted slightly out of phase with this reality unable to interact with the world in their current state.\n\nThe wolf turned to Foltchaín to tell her what he was seeing and stopped dead, his jaw hanging open. With his altered vision she too had fairy-like wings that glowed in the ultraviolet spectrum. Like the kitsune’s wings and antennae, Foltchaín’s wings were also out of phase with this reality, explaining how Whitehair had been able to fuck her and carry her from his sitting room to the hall without having felt them against his skin.\n\n“Yes, I believe in magic,” he said to the obviously supernatural sheep in front of him. He then returned his gaze to the kitsune who curled its tails around itself for the moment, looking up at the wolf as if responding subtly to the scrutinizing look he was giving it. Then it pawed at the ground in front of it and tilted its head, yipping softly, as if a bit pleased it didn’t disrupt the conversation.\n\nRistin meandered back, sniffing at trees and foraging a little on the way. He saw the trio up ahead and trotted over and towards them. When he saw that the third person with Foltchaín and Whitehair was not Yergi he slowed and approached more cautiously. He did not want to spook the feral beast or freak-out the owner Ristin assumed it must have somewhere just out of his sight.\n\nWhitehair cautiously took a step forward towards the kitsune. He hadn’t noticed that Ristin had returned since the raccoon had stopped his approach before coming into full view. When the kitsune didn’t move or seem too skittish he took a couple more steps closer. Ristin approached from behind Foltchaín and nuzzled her calf to signal his return.\n\n“What do you make of that,” the sheep asked, crouching down to pet Ristin and subtly point at the fox-like creature.\n\nThe kitsune started to stand back up slowly, but not apparently to run in any direction. Instead its tails parted to its sides, as if it was expecting the traditional canine greeting of sniffing the anus. Its ears flattened to the sides expectantly, and it showed what appeared to be a slightly confused and nervous look on its face as it continued to sniff the air at the arrival of other folks.\n\nWhitehair recognised the feral gesture and he dropped to all fours before going any closer. The wolf’s kilt was just short enough that he could crawl on his hands and knees and not trip himself up on it. As he got closer, he started to circle around towards the kitsune’s rear so as to take it up on its obvious invitation. The kitsune arched upward a bit, helping its scents reach the wolf faster. Additionally it gave him a view of a set of balls right under a vulpine vulva. There was a slight blush from the kitsune as shi allowed hirself to be analyzed like this, but shi did not show any sort of objection as shi maintained the exposed stance.\n\nWhitehair sniffed the kitsune’s anus and then turned around and raised his tail and lifted his kilt up to expose his own backside, waiting to see if the kitsune followed suite. Without hesitation the kitsune padded around to the wolf’s rear and poked hir nose gently under Whitehair’s tail, sniffing. The wolf looked back at Foltchaín to see how she was reacting to the kitsune, but the sheep hadn’t moved, save for crouching down to pet Ristin who had come back sometime during the whole affair with the kitsune.\n\nBriefly catching sight of something odd out of the corner of his eye as he glanced away from Ristin, Whitehair turned his gaze back and looked again, inspecting the raccoon with his augmented vision. For a moment there was no sign what it was he had glimpsed, but then Ristin moved and when he did so there was an after-image, as though another raccoon were superimposed over him. It was almost as if he had two auras that were not quite in sync with one another. It was something odd, but was not a strong tell like he was seeing from the magical beings, Foltchaín and the feral kitsune. He wasn’t sure what the dual aura meant but as he strained to make out this hidden discrepancy Whitehair suddenly realised there was another oddity and had been hidden in plain sight. \n\nRistin’s aura wasn’t whole. Spiritually the limbs ended smoothly at the end of his stumps. A normal amputee like Yergi would show a phantom spiritual-limb extending past the physical stump. At first the phantom limbs would be fully formed and then later they would fade into intangibility. To someone who could observe such an aura over time it would best be described as the aura of the lost body part fraying after the amputation, but the process generally took decades. In contrast, Ristin looked as though he was meant to be this way, as if he had been born with more body than he was spiritually meant to have and the amputations had corrected that, pruning his body back to match his spirit. What those signs meant, Whitehair couldn’t yet say, but Ristin seemed to be oblivious to all of it. \n\nFor all the years on this world there had been nothing significant, nothing out of the ordinary, nothing supernatural, and then suddenly, in one day Whitehair was presented with three events at once. It was no wonder that the wolf had been drawn towards this location when he came to this word; there was something very special about this park. Perhaps the answer he sought from this world would be found here. The cold wet touch of the kitsune’s nose against his pucker suddenly shattered his train of though and snapped the wolf’s mind back to the situation at paw. \n\nAfter the kitsune was done sniffing the wolf’s anus, hir tails relaxed a bit, and shi seemed less nervous in general. Shi dared for a moment to give a gentle tongue press to the back of Whitehair’s balls, then returned to a place in front of him, laying on hir belly, then a moment later, rolling to hir side and allowing hir belly to be partially exposed, as well as hir slightly swollen sheath. It was a sign to everyone that shi was feeling safe for now.\n\nRistin moved forward cautiously and sniffed the kitsune, looking hir over without getting in Whitehair’s way. He wasn’t sure now if this was a feral or a sentient, and watched for any signs so he could be sure. Shi responded a bit hesitantly, hir nose pointing down to one of the front limb stumps, sniffing at it curiously, wondering what could have happened to the raccoon for this to have been the result. Shi started to lick a bit at one as if it was a wound needing tending to.\n\nRistin moved closer and licked at the kitsune’s closest forepaw, misinterpreting hir gesture. Shi didn’t seem to mind however, though he was able to see a bit of a red tint under hir white face-fur forming in a blush as shi stopped licking the stump and instead started to sniff around his neck and ears, nosing around curiously now. The signs indicated a degree of sentience but he still couldn’t tell how much so.\n\nThe raccoon moved even closer, sniffing his way along hir belly and scenting the mixed gender smells from hir. Doing that brought his own chest and belly within range of the kitsune’s nose. At first the kitsune seemed surprised by the display of trust but then shi leaned over to start to sniff around to show that shi wasn’t going to hurt anyone. Shi cautiously started to sniff hir way down his legs, noting an unexpected change of scent there.\n\nBlushing under his fur, Ristin flopped to his side and exposes his femsex to the kitsune. He leaned his head forward to give the kitsune a intimate crotch-sniff, nuzzling the sheath and balls and then her femslit.\n\nWhitehair raised up and gestured for Foltchaín to join them. He pulled back just enough to let the fox and the raccoon interact without him being in the way, observing the two of them almost like a scientist observing wild animals. When the sheep had gotten close he asked her in a quiet voice, “Aside from the tails, do you see anything strange about the fox?”\n\nFoltchaín looked and replied, “Well, first it’s a feral fox. I thought those were extinct. Second, it’s a herm, which is quit rare in feral animals. Third, it makes me horny looking at it. Oh, and it has two many tails.”\n\nThe wolf nodded. “Hir scent is quite arousing; that perfect mix of male and female pheromones guaranteed to send any gender or preference into a state of arousal. But is there anything else?”\n\nThe kitsune started to swish hir tails a bit, listening to the conversation, notable by the way hir ears were swiveled around towards it. The attention being paid to hir genitals was causing a wave of arousal within hir as well which in turn caused hir shaft to start to swell. Shi also hadn’t realised prior to this point that there weren’t any other foxes in this world, at least no feral ones. \n\nFoltchaín shook her head. “No, that’s it. Except that it is really starting to get me all excited. I wonder if it will fuck me?”\n\n“Get in mating position and see if you get mounted,” the wolf suggested, grinning. “I am sure something will penetrate you.”\n\nHearing that Ristin rolled back onto his stumps and smoothly backed out of the way, to make sure the kitsune could see anything Foltchaín might do. Whitehair raised his eyebrow at the raccoon then looked over at the kitsune. “Aren’t you the lucky little tease,” the wolf said, watching the kitsune’s reaction closely. “You have a male, a female, and a cuntboi all aroused and ready to pleasure you. Lets see what you do.”\n\nThe kitsune’s ears perked up to points on hir head and shi looks between the three, not accustomed to having hir choice of mating partners. Over the few minutes shi was out here with the three sentient fursons hir vulpine vulva had reddened to a bright red and hir shaft was peeking its equally red tip out of the end of its sheath. For a few moments shi was very still then shi wandered around to each of the three of them, sniffing Whitehair, Ristin, and Foltchaín in turn. Shi could only have two at once from hir reckoning and since it had been Whitehair and Ristin to approach first shi climbed on top of Ristin, yipping up at him and pressing hir shaft to his backside while flipping hir tails over hir own back, presenting hirself for the wolf.\n\nSeeing that he is to be the the lucky bitch to be mounted by the kitsune, he spreads his hind-stumps as wide as he could, presenting his sex for hir. Ristin looked back over his shoulder, and invited the wild kitsune to take him. In response the kitsune barked excitedly at the inviting raccoon and scooted further onto his back, starting to pant a bit and licking against his back and neck as well. Shi was not fully erect yet but it was apparent shi would be soon, as shi rubbed the tip of hir emerging member against the slick outer lips of the cuntboi.\n\nWhitehair covertly typed a series of codes onto the control pad on his wrist, grinning and wagging his tail. When the wolf hit send, Ristin immediately felt his arousal double and a burning need to have his empty cunny filled. Even though he had been fucked by the wolf earlier that day, he felt as if he hadn’t had a cock in him in months and the desire was driving him wild.\n\nThe cuntboi kept his tail to the side out of the kitsune’s way as he shoved himself back against hir to engulf hir firming cock. The kitsune started to pant even harder now. With the bone of hir shaft fully out shi pushed hirself into Ristin, yipping softly this time. Shi immediately started to thrust into the warm cunt rather briskly, giving no care to how rough shi might be penetrating the raccoon. Shi was now mating him in the feral fashion, grabbing onto the back of his neck with hir teeth to hold him there, as if afraid that he would try to get away.\n\nRistin realised suddenly that this was his first feral breeding in his pussy. It was also his first consensual feral breeding. Every previous feral breeding he had experienced had been because of master enjoying the site of a feral raping his tailhole. This time he was willing and eager and relished the quick feral breeding, feeling the kitsune’s penis jabbing fast into his pussy and stimulating the sensitive folds within. His tight cunt squeezed around the thrusting cock and stimulated it in return, while Ristin struggled with his stumps to keep pressing himself back against the wild kitsune fucking him.\n\nThe feral kitsune thrust even harder against him. At that moment if there had been any clue whether or not she was aware and sentient it was gone now. Shi growled and barked softly while holding the raccoon under hir, mating him hard and pushing hirself deeper and deeper into the cuntboi’s sex, treating him as if he was no different than any other mate-worthy creature shi might find in the forest. Hir forceful thrusts pushed Ristin a little forward each time, making his capped stumps slide across the grass with each frantic thrust. If Whitehair hadn’t been so aroused by the kitsune this would have caused the wolf to break into laughter as he watched them slowly scooting across the grass.\n\nTwo of the kitsune’s tails wrapped under hir belly and around Ristin’s back limbs, surrounding them in fur and trying to hold them in place. Another tail twined around Ristin’s tail giving him a bit of a comforting squeeze as if some small part of hir deep inside wanted to apologize for what shi was doing while the rest of hir mated him so roughly. At the same time, the knot at the base of hir shaft started to swell, and shi made it a point to thrust deep enough to ensure that when shi finally came there would be a firm tie.\n\nAt the other end of the kitsine’s powerful cock, Ristin grew wide-eyed as he was engulfed by the tails, but then the little gentle squeeze made him realize that he was in no danger. He didn’t fully understand what the kitsune was but could tell that the creature was not malevolent. Ristin forced himself to relax and let the creature take him, all the while struggling with his stumps to keep pushing back to help those wild thrusts drive as deep into him as they could. He nearly cried out ‘breed me’ but was just about to control himself, remembering Whitehair’s orders not to speak even if being bread. All he could do was pant and growl like a beast in heat.\n\nThe kitsune barked out in pleasure as shi started to throb inside the raccoon, the pressure building within hir, nearing her inevitable climax. It had been some time since shi had been able to mate with anyone and the buildup had been driving hir wild. For a brief moment hir conscious mind returned to the conversation about magic that had brought hir out of hir den to hide under the bush in the first place. It was that conversation that lead to hir mating the eager raccoon below hir. Shi fleetingly wondered if it the conversation would be finished later but then hir conscious mind again succumbed to the lust of the moment and was overwhelmed by the primal pleasure shi was experiencing. By now shi was thrusting several times a second and hir knot had started to flare out in response to the impending tie.\n\nGasping as he felt the knot filled him, the cuntboi finally felt pleasantly full. The plug wedged him wide open and he could feel every inch of his partner’s erection inside him. Since Whitehair had done something with the control unit for his cybernetics he hadn’t felt satisfied, no matter how hard the kitsune was mating him. But now he finally felt sated, feeling the kitsune deeply breeding him.\n\nThe kitsune thrust a few more times though the knot kept her cock from moving more than an inch inside of Ristin’s tight vagina. Unable to hold out any longer, hir knot expanded to its full width suddenly and the shaft throbbed hard as a wave of orgasm hit, sending jets of seed into the raccoon cuntboi. Shi held his neck in hir mouth almost painfully tight but without breaking any skin. Shi yelped and panted hard through hir teeth as shi filled the raccoon up. The feel of the kitsune’s burning hot ejaculation inside him and strong bite at the nape of his neck pushed the lust-ravaged raccoon over the edge as his orgasm ripped through him. His intense orgasm made the vaginal muscles around the kitsune’s cock tense and pulse, milking out every drop of seed he could from hir.\n\nWhitehair waited until the kitsune was tied in Ristin’s vagina before moving up behind hir. His cock was already stiff and yearning for more action from watching the two breed like wild animals. The wolf paused a moment to look across at Foltchaín, who was squatting with her crotch barely inches above the grass, her knees spread and her paw stroking her dripping pussy. The wolf thought about crossing over to her but the smells and energies from the kitsune were driving him wild. He felt pulled toward the herm’s exposed pussy, despite his overwhelming preference for males.\n\nIn a flash, the wolf decided what he was going to do as if there had never been any doubt. He raised up on his knees and scooted forward towards the kitsune that was knotted inside of his slaveboi. The wolf bent forward and inhaled hir scent deeply. Normally the scent of a female in heat was repulsive to him, but this one’s smell made his heart race and his cock throb. Whitehair leaned forward and licked hir wet cunt, instantly cringing at the flavour. No matter how good shi smelled, shi still tasted like a female. \n\nThe kitsune wriggled a bit at the sensations of contact behind hir, barking softly but needfully. The wolf’s touch made hir shudder in pleasure, and two mroe of hir tails started to surround the wolf, wrapping him lightly in the fur as she was doing with Ristin. Hir cunt started to drip with its pleasure juices and shi arched back repeatedly, tugging the raccoon underneath hir a bit each time shi did.\n\nWhitehair sniffed under the kitsune’s tail. Her ass smelled cleaner than he expected form a feral and since he saw no sign of mess he flicked his tongue across her pucker. It was no different than any ass he had licked before and from the taste Whitehair could tell that shi kept hirself quite clean, especially for a feral. He found himself licking it repeatedly, almost frantically. Licking hir ass made his hard cock throb and squirt precum into his belly fur. He wanted her and he wanted her now, but the wolf couldn’t decide which hole to take. Normally it would have been hir ass without question but something kept compelling him to put it in her pussy.\n\nHir tails reacted much more to the exploration of the vulpine anus than the rest of the kitsune’s body did. Instinctualy, they unwrapped and all lifted up and over hir back. The sensation from the wolf’s tongue was a pleasurable tickle, causing hir to throb and squirt even harder inside the raccoon cuntboi. Hir forelimbs wrapped around the coon to hold him tight and hard while hir body wriggled against the wolf. Shi could not help but thrust a bit inside of Ristin a few times as this was happening to hir.\n\nWhitehair lifted his kilt with one paw and with the other he pulled back his sheath, fully exposing his bright red lupine cock, which was already fully swollen. Even his knot has started to swell a bit from the sheer intensity of lust the kitsune was inspiring in him. The wolf aimed the pointed tip of his cock at the kitsune’s tailhole, squirting several jets of precum from it in his state of of hyper-arousal. Just as he was about to press forward into hir ass, shi lifted hir rear up more, positioning her needy vulva in front of the thrusting wolf. As shi did this, her knot pulled Ristin painfully up by his cunt, lifting his hind stumps completely off the ground. It had the effect shi desired as the wolf’s cock plunged into hir yearning pussy.\n\nThe kitsune yelped loudly, but it was clearly not a cry of pain. The walls of hir sex were already very wet from hir extreme arousal, letting the wolf penetrate hir with ease. Shi arched back hard against the wolven shaft, momentarily unaware that shi was still tied with Ristin as she jerked him backwards with hir. The sensation of both hir bits being pleasured at once drove hir into even more of a frenzy than usual, even for a feral. Shi bit down hard on Ristin’s neck, almost drawing blood as shi took turns between thrusting inside of Ristin and pressing back against Whitehair to draw him deeper into hir. All six of hir tails wrapped around Whitehair, feeling to him as if they wanted to pull him inside of hir. \n\nFoltchaín too was being driven wild by the kitsune’s pheromones, and her paw was not doing an adequate job to satisfy the burning lust she felt. The sheep pulled her dress up even more and scooted up so that she was right in front of Ristin’s head. She laid back onto the grass and scooted closer until she felt his hot pants against her pussy. “Use that wonderful muzzle of your on me,” she demanded.\n\nRistin nodded and eagerly started licking at her offered pussy. Foltchaín sex was soaked from her arousal and lust, and Ristin slurped up the flow of juices and worked her slit with his tongue. With the kitsune tied within him he couldn’t move forward so he was unable to muzzle-fuck her like he did the last time, but he was determined to do everything he could to pleasure the ewe.\n\nWhitehair had been shocked to feel vagina around his cock instead of ass as he had been expecting, but at this point he didn’t care. The wolf started humping the kitsune, grunting and panting with every thrust. He went feral much faster than normal and within seconds he was humping wildly, his cock a blur as it was slamming in and out of the kitsune, squirting precum the entire time. His orgasm was rapidly building deep in his fiery loins, yearning to explode inside of hir throbbing cunt. The pounding of the kitsine’s pussy by the lustful wolf was jarring hir cock in the raccoon’s cunt as well, making it feel almost like a second fucking for him.\n\nThe breeding was so intense that the kitsune was unable to hold onto Ristin’s neck anymore. Shi relaxed hir back legs to better take the wolf’s massive cock, hir tongue just hanging out of hir mouth as shi panted hard with each mind-blowing thrust. Shi instinctualy pressed back against Whitehair’s wolf cock, each hammering stroke making hir wetter and wetter. It ocured to hir that shi was being mated in feral fashion by an anthro, but the thought had no place to stay in hir feral state of mind. Shi pawed at the ground around Ristin not even noticing the sheep in front of hir that he was so intently licking. The double fucking was so intense that shi was unable to support hirself well anymore, practically laying on top of him as shi fucked him a second time. The sensations of both mating and being mated were causing hir to yip and bark wantingly at the two surrounding hir.\n\nRistin wiggled his stumps but with the kitsune on top of him he couldn’t get any traction to get closer to Foltchaín’s lovely pussy. The wolf’s thrusts continued to shove the kitsune’s drooling and tied cock inside of him, stimulating him again and again. It worked hir seed deeper into him. But through it all his mind was focused on seeking Foltchaín’s intoxicating pussy and servicing it with his eager tongue.\n\nFoltchaín inched a bit closer to the raccoon and the kitsune so that Ristin’s muzzle could better service her. She kept one hand down at her crotch, massaging her groin and occasionally reaching down and rubbing her clit while the eager raccoon licked away at her burning insides. The sheep’s other paw was up under her loose sundress and she was rubbing and squeezing her breasts and nipples, adding to her own pleasure and driving her level of need to be fucked through the roof.\n\nWhitehair barked back at the kitsune, his conscious mind completely subsumed by his feral self as he fucked the multi-tailed fox as hard and fast as he could. Between the kitsune’s pheromones and the empathic sharing of the excitement all four of them were experiencing, an epic orgasm was building deep within the wolf. His cock had been steadily oozing his fluids into the kitsune’s pussy long before his knot started to swell.\n\nThe kitsune arched back against the wolf even harder once shi felt his knot start to form inside hir. Instinctually shi wanted to get a good tie with the wolf, and shi dragged the raccoon underneath hir back a few more inches, hir tails unwrapping and swinging up over over hir back. Hir sex started to shudder around the wolf in preparation for hir own vaginal climax as hir own knotted cock started to throb as a precursor to a second time orgasm within the cuntboi. Hir own eyes closed; shi was so close now shi could no longer see straight, panting hard with hir tongue hanging out of hir mouth, saliva dripping from it as freely as her vaginal juices dripped from her snatch.\n\nThe wolf was completely acting on instinct by this time. There wasn’t a single conscious thought left in his mind. All there was was need, desire, and pleasure. He had never been driven to breed this hard with anyone or anything in his incredibly long life. When the kitsune arched back against him yet again he exploded inside of her with a loud feral howl, his knot immediately swelling and locking them together. The wolf’s cock was spurting cum into her steadily, almost as if he were pissing rather the cumming. His orgasm was so intense that it made his balls ache as they were drawn tightly to his body, but he still needed more. It was almost as if his life depended on it.\n\nThe kitsune gasped loudly as shi started to climax around the wolf. The walls of hir sex shuddered and vixen juices squirted out the sides around the base of his shaft, but nothing of what he put inside of hir was coming out past his grapefruit sized knot. Hir lower belly started to bulge slightly from the filling of hir as hir shaft exploded with a second orgasm of its own, filling the cuntboi under hir a second time. Shi seemed to loose all control with this wave of double orgasm as shi panted hard and tried to nip at the neck of the raccoon while shi arched back repeatedly, instinctively trying to push that wolf cock deeper into hir.\n\n“Please, please, yes,” Ristin moaned and murmured under the kitsune into Foltchaín’s pussy as more of the vulpine seed filled him. Speaking broke Whitehair’s earlier command but in the heat of the moment Ristin had all but forgotten about that. This was more intense than any previous breeding he had experienced, mostly because of the settings Whitehair had punched into the remote, but also because of the kitsune pheromones filling everyone with lust. He felt like he was being double-fucked by the pair above him, shuddering with pleasure from each movement of the kitsune or the wolf. \n\nFoltchaín whimpered in sexual frustration as Ristin had stopped working her cunt with his muzzle. She yearned for more than he had been giving her, but it was better than nothing at all which is what the fox and wolf’s double orgasm had left her with now. She tried to inch even closer to Ristin, but the double-bred raccoon was lost in the bliss of the sensations that were overloading his mind and body.\n\nAfter an unknown amount of time the kitsune started to come down from the double orgasm. For the first time shi consciously noticed what shi had gotten involved with. Even though shi kept hir eyes closed for the time being, still panting a bit and basking in the sensation around both hir sets of bits, shi did remember who it was that shi saw and why shi reacted like this. Shi thought to hirself how this all started out as just an interesting conversation between strangers that shi had overheard and wanted to add to. Shi also knew that shi was in season when shi came out of hir den, but shi did not expect to see a familiar face when shi poked hir out of the bush. Even though shi hadn’t immediately recognized it, the first face shi saw was the face of the wolf that shi would never be able to resist whenever shi encountered it, regardless of the world they happened to meet upon.\n\nWhitehair was so lost in the primal pleasure of the situation that he didn’t hear the device on his wrist beep. Nor did he hear the artificial voice report that conception was achieved. The kitsune hadn’t heard it either as hir ears were full of the pounding of hir own heart and the panting and growling of the wolf breeding hir. Ristin heard it too, but it was in the background submerged in a sea of lust and pleasure. It registered for a moment only in the back of his mind and then was gone from his memory. The pleasure between his legs and the scent of the sheep in front of him filled all of his thoughts. He returned to licking Foltchaín‘s clit, almost nursing it like he would a penis. \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
The Erotic Adventures of Whitehair:
Yergi’s Punishment
Chapter 06: Orgy in the Park


The walk to Feral Park was uneventful and rather pleasant for everyone, including Yergi, thanks to the injections that Whitehair had given him.  The only problems that anyone was really having was Yergi having a strong need to potty and being unable to due to having his anus temporarily glued closed two days ago during his torture and mutilation.  The raccoon also needed to potty, but nowhere near as much as the stuffed and backed-up lion.  Once the prospect of walkies was brought up Ristin had been saving relieving himself for the park so he could fully enjoy pretending to be a feral.

The converted house that was now Whitehair’s dungeon and business was rather close to Feral Park and hardly any time seemed to pass at all before they stepped off of the asphalt and concrete and onto dirt paths and fresh grass.  The park itself was ancient, with a history that went back over 350 years.  It was well-tended and maintained near the paths but there were sections of it that were almost wilderness.  Some of the trees still alive and growing were estimated to be over a hundred years old back when the park was established.

Today the park was mostly empty.  This end of the park was nowhere near the modern residential areas so there weren’t any families or children about in this section.  As for the average person working in the industrial section there was at least another hour or two before their shifts would be over, so they four of them pretty much has this section to themselves.

Ristin chirred loudly, bounded forward and tugged on the leash wanting to go in.  This caught Foltchaín off her guard and she stumbled but caught herself.  Whitehair snickered for a moment, then raised one eyebrow in mock disapproval.  “Indeed,” he muttered with false indignation.

Yergi thought about bounding after Ristin, but he was still afraid of being punished, so he kept his enthusiasm inside and tried to play the well-behaved pet.

The raccoon lowered his tail and looked back with the universal hang-dog ‘I know I was naughty’ feral expression for the amusement of the two keepers and to try to encourage Yergi to join in the pantomime as a pet.

Foltchaín whispered to Whitehair, “What should I do now, Master Whitehair?”  Hoping that she would get the hint, Ristin gently tugged on his leash again, in the direction of the park

Whitehair replied, “So long as they stay within sight, they can be off their leashes.  Yergi is implanted with robotics that can give him quite a shock.  I can set them to increase the intensity the further away from me he gets, so if he strays too far he’ll get quite the jolt.  As for Ristin, he is really a free fur who is just being my slave in exchange for me taking care of him for a time, so truly, he can be set free without any worry at all.”

While he said this Ristin crawled over and sniffed at Whitehair’s boots then nosed Yergi’s butt and sniffed.  Whitehair held back an amused chuckle as he reached down and released Yergi from his leash.  He then released Ristin and commanded, “Go play!”

At the sound of the command Ristin bounded off, working his stumps nearly as fast as a real feral, into the grass of the park.  Ristin’s adaption to quadruped movement was a core element of Frynge Gridjumper’s design for rebuilding the raccoon due to the cybernetics need for recharging and periodic maintenance, and due to Ristin’s love of being a quadruped raccoon that he learned in the near year he spend as a quadruple amputee and nullo before the rebuilding.

After smelling water Ristin had charged off full speed for the lake in the middle of the park and was exploring the shoreline.  Checking the water was almost irresistible for a raccoon.  He didn’t see anyone else there and was pretty sure he knew his way back to the others.  Even if he didn’t he was sentient and knew he could check the maps and also get back through the streets to master Whitehair’s house.  He wondered then if he should go back and rejoin the others or continue to explore and play.  In the end he decided to explore and play a little first before going back.

Meanwhile, Whitehair had adjusted some of the settings on his wristband and then looked down at Yergi, who was still sitting quietly at his feet.  The wolf said, “If you can still see me, you wont get shocked.  If you get too far, you’ll feel a slight tingling but it wont hurt.  Much further and it will start to hurt.  Too far and it will feel like your insides are being cut out with a knife.  Now go play!”

Nervously, Yergi took a few steps away.  He looked for Ristin, but the raccoon was already out of his sight, probably in bushes somewhere.  A few more steps and the lack of pain in his stumps combined with the fresh air and natural scents of the park started to invigorate the mutilated lion.  More memories of his childhood flooded his thoughts.  In a flash he decided to see if he could find any of the places he remembered from when he was a kit.  There was one place that he had crawled into as a child where three trees made a sort of fort and he liked to play under them, pretending that it was his own secret home.

Foltchaín had watched the two bound off, noting Ristin’s enthusiasm and natural adaption to the surrounding.  “I wonder what it would be like to go feral?” she mused aloud.

“It has its good side and its bad side,” Whitehair answered without thinking.

Foltchaín snapped her head over to look at the wolf.  “You mean that, don’t you?  You have lived feral, haven’t you?”

Whitehair swallowed hard.  He knew he was caught.  He could probably come up with something that would be plausible, but probably not totally believable.  Rather than lying to Foltchaín he simply answered, “Yes.”

“Do you believe in magic?” the sheep asked bluntly.

Whitehair turned and gave her his full attention.  He stared into her deep green eyes as if he was searching for something.  “That is an unusual question?” he sidestepped answering her.

“Maybe, for the ‘historically insignificant’ as you called them, but not for people like us.  We are much more than they are.  Some people say that it is magic.  Others say it is the touch of the Gods.”  Foltchaín has sensed for some time that there was a lot more to Whitehair than he let on, but she had never before been in the right position to ask about it.  Now finally seemed like the right time for such things.

Whitehair replied mysteriously, “There is much more to the truth of the multiverse than anyone on any world in any reality ever truly realizes.”  The wolf then smiled and added, “That was a quote by R’tik Shadow Wolf.”

“Never heard of him,” she said.

“Few people have.  His was a rather obscure author from long ago.  He did write some really kinky porn though.”  The wolf laughed loudly, hoping to have derailed Foltchaín’s thoughts about magic.

Foltchaín took a step back and put her hands to her mouth.  “Oh my Goddess!” she exclaimed.

“What?”  Whitehair spun around and looked in the direction that Foltchaín was staring.  About ninety feet away he saw a large feral fox poke its head out through the underbrush.  

It was hard to tell how long the fox had been there, but its ears were swiveled in their general direction as if it had been listening without trying to be noticed.  After the fox realized that it was noticed, it slinked out of the bushes and towards the two.  The fox’s nose was raised high in the air, as if sniffing to see if the two were safe.   It stopped about a dozen feet away, then crouched on the ground, ears swiveling in their direction again.  The fox had an immediately noticeable aberrant trait; it had five more tails than your average fox would have.  It wasn’t just a fox, it was a kitsune.

Whitehair and Foltchaín started at the kitsune.  Whitehair shook his head and blinked his eyes several times.  There was something else about the kitsune that he was seeing but not seeing.  Using his shapeshifting abilities, he slightly altered the properties of his right eye, adjusting how it perceived the world.  In the ultraviolet spectrum he could see the residual glow of the kitsune’s antennae and butterfly-like wings.  They were shifted slightly out of phase with this reality unable to interact with the world in their current state.

The wolf turned to Foltchaín to tell her what he was seeing and stopped dead, his jaw hanging open.  With his altered vision she too had fairy-like wings that glowed in the ultraviolet spectrum.  Like the kitsune’s wings and antennae, Foltchaín’s wings were also out of phase with this reality, explaining how Whitehair had been able to fuck her and carry her from his sitting room to the hall without having felt them against his skin.

“Yes, I believe in magic,” he said to the obviously supernatural sheep in front of him.  He then returned his gaze to the kitsune who curled its tails around itself for the moment, looking up at the wolf as if responding subtly to the scrutinizing look he was giving it.  Then it pawed at the ground in front of it and tilted its head, yipping softly, as if a bit pleased it didn’t disrupt the conversation.

Ristin meandered back, sniffing at trees and foraging a little on the way.  He saw the trio up ahead and trotted over and towards them.  When he saw that the third person with Foltchaín and Whitehair was not Yergi he slowed and approached more cautiously.  He did not want to spook the feral beast or freak-out the owner Ristin assumed it must have somewhere just out of his sight.

Whitehair cautiously took a step forward towards the kitsune.  He hadn’t noticed that Ristin had returned since the raccoon had stopped his approach before coming into full view.  When the kitsune didn’t move or seem too skittish he took a couple more steps closer.  Ristin approached from behind Foltchaín and nuzzled her calf to signal his return.

“What do you make of that,” the sheep asked, crouching down to pet Ristin and subtly point at the fox-like creature.

The kitsune started to stand back up slowly, but not apparently to run in any direction.  Instead its tails parted to its sides, as if it was expecting the traditional canine greeting of sniffing the anus.  Its ears flattened to the sides expectantly, and it showed what appeared to be a slightly confused and nervous look on its face as it continued to sniff the air at the arrival of other folks.

Whitehair recognised the feral gesture and he dropped to all fours before going any closer.  The wolf’s kilt was just short enough that he could crawl on his hands and knees and not trip himself up on it.  As he got closer, he started to circle around towards the kitsune’s rear so as to take it up on its obvious invitation.  The kitsune arched upward a bit, helping its scents reach the wolf faster.  Additionally it gave him a view of a set of balls right under a vulpine vulva.   There was a slight blush from the kitsune as shi allowed hirself to be analyzed like this, but shi did not show any sort of objection as shi maintained the exposed stance.

Whitehair sniffed the kitsune’s anus and then turned around and raised his tail and lifted his kilt up to expose his own backside, waiting to see if the kitsune followed suite.  Without hesitation the kitsune padded around to the wolf’s rear and poked hir nose gently under Whitehair’s tail, sniffing.  The wolf looked back at Foltchaín to see how she was reacting to the kitsune, but the sheep hadn’t moved, save for crouching down to pet Ristin who had come back sometime during the whole affair with the kitsune.

Briefly catching sight of something odd out of the corner of his eye as he glanced away from Ristin, Whitehair turned his gaze back and looked again, inspecting the raccoon with his augmented vision.  For a moment there was no sign what it was he had glimpsed, but then Ristin moved and when he did so there was an after-image, as though another raccoon were superimposed over him.  It was almost as if he had two auras that were not quite in sync with one another.  It was something odd, but was not a strong tell like he was seeing from the magical beings, Foltchaín and the feral kitsune.  He wasn’t sure what the dual aura meant but as he strained to make out this hidden discrepancy Whitehair suddenly realised there was another oddity and had been hidden in plain sight.  

Ristin’s aura wasn’t whole.  Spiritually the limbs ended smoothly at the end of his stumps.  A normal amputee like Yergi would show a phantom spiritual-limb extending past the physical stump.  At first the phantom limbs would be fully formed and then later they would fade into intangibility.  To someone who could observe such an aura over time it would best be described as the aura of the lost body part fraying after the amputation, but the process generally took decades.  In contrast, Ristin looked as though he was meant to be this way, as if he had been born with more body than he was spiritually meant to have and the amputations had corrected that, pruning his body back to match his spirit.  What those signs meant, Whitehair couldn’t yet say, but Ristin seemed to be oblivious to all of it.  

For all the years on this world there had been nothing significant, nothing out of the ordinary, nothing supernatural, and then suddenly, in one day Whitehair was presented with three events at once.  It was no wonder that the wolf had been drawn towards this location when he came to this word; there was something very special about this park.  Perhaps the answer he sought from this world would be found here.  The cold wet touch of the kitsune’s nose against his pucker suddenly shattered his train of though and snapped the wolf’s mind back to the situation at paw.  

After the kitsune was done sniffing the wolf’s anus, hir tails relaxed a bit, and shi seemed less nervous in general.  Shi dared for a moment to give a gentle tongue press to the back of Whitehair’s balls, then returned to a place in front of him, laying on hir belly, then a moment later, rolling to hir side and allowing hir belly to be partially exposed, as well as hir slightly swollen sheath.  It was a sign to everyone that shi was feeling safe for now.

Ristin moved forward cautiously and sniffed the kitsune, looking hir over without getting in Whitehair’s way.  He wasn’t sure now if this was a feral or a sentient, and watched for any signs so he could be sure.  Shi responded a bit hesitantly, hir nose pointing down to one of the front limb stumps, sniffing at it curiously, wondering what could have happened to the raccoon for this to have been the result.  Shi started to lick a bit at one as if it was a wound needing tending to.

Ristin moved closer and licked at the kitsune’s closest forepaw, misinterpreting hir gesture.  Shi didn’t seem to mind however, though he was able to see a bit of a red tint under hir white face-fur forming in a blush as shi stopped licking the stump and instead started to sniff around his neck and ears, nosing around curiously now.  The signs indicated a degree of sentience but he still couldn’t tell how much so.

The raccoon moved even closer, sniffing his way along hir belly and scenting the mixed gender smells from hir.  Doing that brought his own chest and belly within range of the kitsune’s nose.  At first the kitsune seemed surprised by the display of trust but then shi leaned over to start to sniff around to show that shi wasn’t going to hurt anyone.  Shi cautiously started to sniff hir way down his legs, noting an unexpected change of scent there.

Blushing under his fur, Ristin flopped to his side and exposes his femsex to the kitsune.  He leaned his head forward to give the kitsune a intimate crotch-sniff, nuzzling the sheath and balls and then her femslit.

Whitehair raised up and gestured for Foltchaín to join them.  He pulled back just enough to let the fox and the raccoon interact without him being in the way, observing the two of them almost like a scientist observing wild animals.  When the sheep had gotten close he asked her in a quiet voice, “Aside from the tails, do you see anything strange about the fox?”

Foltchaín looked and replied, “Well, first it’s a feral fox.  I thought those were extinct.  Second, it’s a herm, which is quit rare in feral animals.  Third, it makes me horny looking at it.  Oh, and it has two many tails.”

The wolf nodded.  “Hir scent is quite arousing; that perfect mix of male and female pheromones guaranteed to send any gender or preference into a state of arousal.  But is there anything else?”

The kitsune started to swish hir tails a bit, listening to the conversation, notable by the way hir ears were swiveled around towards it.  The attention being paid to hir genitals was causing a wave of arousal within hir as well which in turn caused hir shaft to start to swell.   Shi also hadn’t realised prior to this point that there weren’t any other foxes in this world, at least no feral ones.  

Foltchaín shook her head.  “No, that’s it.  Except that it is really starting to get me all excited.  I wonder if it will fuck me?”

“Get in mating position and see if you get mounted,” the wolf suggested, grinning.  “I am sure something will penetrate you.”

Hearing that Ristin rolled back onto his stumps and smoothly backed out of the way, to make sure the kitsune could see anything Foltchaín might do.  Whitehair raised his eyebrow at the raccoon then looked over at the kitsune.  “Aren’t you the lucky little tease,” the wolf said, watching the kitsune’s reaction closely.  “You have a male, a female, and a cuntboi all aroused and ready to pleasure you.  Lets see what you do.”

The kitsune’s ears perked up to points on hir head and shi looks between the three, not accustomed to having hir choice of mating partners.  Over the few minutes shi was out here with the three sentient fursons hir vulpine vulva had reddened to a bright red and hir shaft was peeking its equally red tip out of the end of its sheath.  For a few moments shi was very still then shi wandered around to each of the three of them, sniffing Whitehair, Ristin, and Foltchaín in turn.   Shi could only have two at once from hir reckoning and since it had been Whitehair and Ristin to approach first shi climbed on top of Ristin, yipping up at him and pressing hir shaft to his backside while flipping hir tails over hir own back, presenting hirself for the wolf.

Seeing that he is to be the the lucky bitch to be mounted by the kitsune, he spreads his hind-stumps as wide as he could, presenting his sex for hir.  Ristin looked back over his shoulder, and invited the wild kitsune to take him.  In response the kitsune barked excitedly at the inviting raccoon and scooted further onto his back, starting to pant a bit and licking against his back and neck as well.  Shi was not fully erect yet but it was apparent shi would be soon, as shi rubbed the tip of hir emerging member against the slick outer lips of the cuntboi.

Whitehair covertly typed a series of codes onto the control pad on his wrist, grinning and wagging his tail.  When the wolf hit send, Ristin immediately felt his arousal double and a burning need to have his empty cunny filled.  Even though he had been fucked by the wolf earlier that day, he felt as if he hadn’t had a cock in him in months and the desire was driving him wild.

The cuntboi kept his tail to the side out of the kitsune’s way as he shoved himself back against hir to engulf hir firming cock.  The kitsune started to pant even harder now.  With the bone of hir shaft fully out shi pushed hirself into Ristin, yipping softly this time.  Shi immediately started to thrust into the warm cunt rather briskly, giving no care to how rough shi might be penetrating the raccoon.  Shi was now mating him in the feral fashion, grabbing onto the back of his neck with hir teeth to hold him there, as if afraid that he would try to get away.

Ristin realised suddenly that this was his first feral breeding in his pussy.  It was also his first consensual feral breeding.  Every previous feral breeding he had experienced had been because of master enjoying the site of a feral raping his tailhole.  This time he was willing and eager and relished the quick feral breeding, feeling the kitsune’s penis jabbing fast into his pussy and stimulating the sensitive folds within.  His tight cunt squeezed around the thrusting cock and stimulated it in return, while Ristin struggled with his stumps to keep pressing himself back against the wild kitsune fucking him.

The feral kitsune thrust even harder against him.  At that moment if there had been any clue whether or not she was aware and sentient it was gone now.  Shi growled and barked softly while holding the raccoon under hir, mating him hard and pushing hirself deeper and deeper into the cuntboi’s sex, treating him as if he was no different than any other mate-worthy creature shi might find in the forest.  Hir forceful thrusts pushed Ristin a little forward each time, making his capped stumps slide across the grass with each frantic thrust.  If Whitehair hadn’t been so aroused by the kitsune this would have caused the wolf to break into laughter as he watched them slowly scooting across the grass.

Two of the kitsune’s tails wrapped under hir belly and around Ristin’s back limbs, surrounding them in fur and trying to hold them in place.  Another tail twined around Ristin’s tail giving him a bit of a comforting squeeze as if some small part of hir deep inside wanted to apologize for what shi was doing while the rest of hir mated him so roughly.  At the same time, the knot at the base of hir shaft started to swell, and shi made it a point to thrust deep enough to ensure that when shi finally came there would be a firm tie.

At the other end of the kitsine’s powerful cock, Ristin grew wide-eyed as he was engulfed by the tails, but then the little gentle squeeze made him realize that he was in no danger.  He didn’t fully understand what the kitsune was but could tell that the creature was not malevolent.  Ristin forced himself to relax and let the creature take him, all the while struggling with his stumps to keep pushing back to help those wild thrusts drive as deep into him as they could.  He nearly cried out ‘breed me’ but was just about to control himself, remembering Whitehair’s orders not to speak even if being bread.  All he could do was pant and growl like a beast in heat.

The kitsune barked out in pleasure as shi started to throb inside the raccoon, the pressure building within hir, nearing her inevitable climax.  It had been some time since shi had been able to mate with anyone and the buildup had been driving hir wild.  For a brief moment hir conscious mind returned to the conversation about magic that had brought hir out of hir den to hide under the bush in the first place.  It was that conversation that lead to hir mating the eager raccoon below hir.  Shi fleetingly wondered if it the conversation would be finished later but then hir conscious mind again succumbed to the lust of the moment and was overwhelmed by the primal pleasure shi was experiencing.  By now shi was thrusting several times a second and hir knot had started to flare out in response to the impending tie.

Gasping as he felt the knot filled him, the cuntboi finally felt pleasantly full.  The plug wedged him wide open and he could feel every inch of his partner’s erection inside him.  Since Whitehair had done something with the control unit for his cybernetics he hadn’t felt satisfied, no matter how hard the kitsune was mating him.  But now he finally felt sated, feeling the kitsune deeply breeding him.

The kitsune thrust a few more times though the knot kept her cock from moving more than an inch inside of Ristin’s tight vagina.   Unable to hold out any longer, hir knot expanded to its full width suddenly and the shaft throbbed hard as a wave of orgasm hit, sending jets of seed into the raccoon cuntboi.  Shi held his neck in hir mouth almost painfully tight but without breaking any skin.  Shi yelped and panted hard through hir teeth as shi filled the raccoon up.  The feel of the kitsune’s burning hot ejaculation inside him and strong bite at the nape of his neck pushed the lust-ravaged raccoon over the edge as his orgasm ripped through him.  His intense orgasm made the vaginal muscles around the kitsune’s cock tense and pulse, milking out every drop of seed he could from hir.

Whitehair waited until the kitsune was tied in Ristin’s vagina before moving up behind hir.  His cock was already stiff and yearning for more action from watching the two breed like wild animals.  The wolf paused a moment to look across at Foltchaín, who was squatting with her crotch barely inches above the grass, her knees spread and her paw stroking her dripping pussy.  The wolf thought about crossing over to her but the smells and energies from the kitsune were driving him wild.  He felt pulled toward the herm’s exposed pussy, despite his overwhelming preference for males.

In a flash, the wolf decided what he was going to do as if there had never been any doubt.  He raised up on his knees and scooted forward towards the kitsune that was knotted inside of his slaveboi.  The wolf bent forward and inhaled hir scent deeply.  Normally the scent of a female in heat was repulsive to him, but this one’s smell made his heart race and his cock throb.  Whitehair leaned forward and licked hir wet cunt, instantly cringing at the flavour.  No matter how good shi smelled, shi still tasted like a female.  

The kitsune wriggled a bit at the sensations of contact behind hir, barking softly but needfully.  The wolf’s touch made hir shudder in pleasure, and two mroe of hir tails started to surround the wolf, wrapping him lightly in the fur as she was doing with Ristin.  Hir cunt started to drip with its pleasure juices and shi arched back repeatedly, tugging the raccoon underneath hir a bit each time shi did.

Whitehair sniffed under the kitsune’s tail.  Her ass smelled cleaner than he expected form a feral and since he saw no sign of mess he flicked his tongue across her pucker.  It was no different than any ass he had licked before and from the taste Whitehair could tell that shi kept hirself quite clean, especially for a feral.  He found himself licking it repeatedly, almost frantically.  Licking hir ass made his hard cock throb and squirt precum into his belly fur.  He wanted her and he wanted her now, but the wolf couldn’t decide which hole to take.  Normally it would have been hir ass without question but something kept compelling him to put it in her pussy.

Hir tails reacted much more to the exploration of the vulpine anus than the rest of the kitsune’s body did.  Instinctualy, they unwrapped and all lifted up and over hir back.  The sensation from the wolf’s tongue was a pleasurable tickle, causing hir to throb and squirt even harder inside the raccoon cuntboi.  Hir forelimbs wrapped around the coon to hold him tight and hard while hir body wriggled against the wolf.  Shi could not help but thrust a bit inside of Ristin a few times as this was happening to hir.

Whitehair lifted his kilt with one paw and with the other he pulled back his sheath, fully exposing his bright red lupine cock, which was already fully swollen.  Even his knot has started to swell a bit from the sheer intensity of lust the kitsune was inspiring in him.  The wolf aimed the pointed tip of his cock at the kitsune’s tailhole, squirting several jets of precum from it in his state of of hyper-arousal.  Just as he was about to press forward into hir ass, shi lifted hir rear up more, positioning her needy vulva in front of the thrusting wolf.  As shi did this, her knot pulled Ristin painfully up by his cunt, lifting his hind stumps completely off the ground.  It had the effect shi desired as the wolf’s cock plunged into hir yearning pussy.

The kitsune yelped loudly, but it was clearly not a cry of pain.  The walls of hir sex were already very wet from hir extreme arousal, letting the wolf penetrate hir with ease.  Shi arched back hard against the wolven shaft, momentarily unaware that shi was still tied with Ristin as she jerked him backwards with hir.  The sensation of both hir bits being pleasured at once drove hir into even more of a frenzy than usual, even for a feral.  Shi bit down hard on Ristin’s neck, almost drawing blood as shi took turns between thrusting inside of Ristin and pressing back against Whitehair to draw him deeper into hir.  All six of hir tails wrapped around Whitehair, feeling to him as if they wanted to pull him inside of hir.  

Foltchaín too was being driven wild by the kitsune’s pheromones, and her paw was not doing an adequate job to satisfy the burning lust she felt.  The sheep pulled her dress up even more and scooted up so that she was right in front of Ristin’s head.  She laid back onto the grass and scooted closer until she felt his hot pants against her pussy.  “Use that wonderful muzzle of your on me,” she demanded.

Ristin nodded and eagerly started licking at her offered pussy.  Foltchaín sex was soaked from her arousal and lust, and Ristin slurped up the flow of juices and worked her slit with his tongue.  With the kitsune tied within him he couldn’t move forward so he was unable to muzzle-fuck her like he did the last time, but he was determined to do everything he could to pleasure the ewe.

Whitehair had been shocked to feel vagina around his cock instead of ass as he had been expecting, but at this point he didn’t care.  The wolf started humping the kitsune, grunting and panting with every thrust.  He went feral much faster than normal and within seconds he was humping wildly, his cock a blur as it was slamming in and out of the kitsune, squirting precum the entire time.  His orgasm was rapidly building deep in his fiery loins, yearning to explode inside of hir throbbing cunt.  The pounding of the kitsine’s pussy by the lustful wolf was jarring hir cock in the raccoon’s cunt as well, making it feel almost like a second fucking for him.

The breeding was so intense that the kitsune was unable to hold onto Ristin’s neck anymore.  Shi relaxed hir back legs to better take the wolf’s massive cock, hir tongue just hanging out of hir mouth as shi panted hard with each mind-blowing thrust.   Shi instinctualy pressed back against Whitehair’s wolf cock, each hammering stroke making hir wetter and wetter.  It ocured to hir that shi was being mated in feral fashion by an anthro, but the thought had no place to stay in hir feral state of mind.  Shi pawed at the ground around Ristin not even noticing the sheep in front of hir that he was so intently licking.  The double fucking was so intense that shi was unable to support hirself well anymore, practically laying on top of him as shi fucked him a second time.  The sensations of both mating and being mated were causing hir to yip and bark wantingly at the two surrounding hir.

Ristin wiggled his stumps but with the kitsune on top of him he couldn’t get any traction to get closer to Foltchaín’s lovely pussy.  The wolf’s thrusts continued to shove the kitsune’s drooling and tied cock inside of him, stimulating him again and again.  It worked hir seed deeper into him.  But through it all his mind was focused on seeking Foltchaín’s intoxicating pussy and servicing it with his eager tongue.

Foltchaín inched a bit closer to the raccoon and the kitsune so that Ristin’s muzzle could better service her.  She kept one hand down at her crotch, massaging her groin and occasionally reaching down and rubbing her clit while the eager raccoon licked away at her burning insides.  The sheep’s other paw was up under her loose sundress and she was rubbing and squeezing her breasts and nipples, adding to her own pleasure and driving her level of need to be fucked through the roof.

Whitehair barked back at the kitsune, his conscious mind completely subsumed by his feral self as he fucked the multi-tailed fox as hard and fast as he could.  Between the kitsune’s pheromones and the empathic sharing of the excitement all four of them were experiencing, an epic orgasm was building deep within the wolf.  His cock had been steadily oozing his fluids into the kitsune’s pussy long before his knot started to swell.

The kitsune arched back against the wolf even harder once shi felt his knot start to form inside hir.  Instinctually shi wanted to get a good tie with the wolf, and shi dragged the raccoon underneath hir back a few more inches, hir tails unwrapping and swinging up over over hir back.  Hir sex started to shudder around the wolf in preparation for hir own vaginal climax as hir own knotted cock started to throb as a precursor to a second time orgasm within the cuntboi.  Hir own eyes closed; shi was so close now shi could no longer see straight, panting hard with hir tongue hanging out of hir mouth, saliva dripping from it as freely as her vaginal juices dripped from her snatch.

The wolf was completely acting on instinct by this time.  There wasn’t a single conscious thought left in his mind.  All there was was need, desire, and pleasure.  He had never been driven to breed this hard with anyone or anything in his incredibly long life.  When the kitsune arched back against him yet again he exploded inside of her with a loud feral howl, his knot immediately swelling and locking them together.  The wolf’s cock was spurting cum into her steadily, almost as if he were pissing rather the cumming.  His orgasm was so intense that it made his balls ache as they were drawn tightly to his body, but he still needed more.  It was almost as if his life depended on it.

The kitsune gasped loudly as shi started to climax around the wolf.  The walls of hir sex shuddered and vixen juices squirted out the sides around the base of his shaft, but nothing of what he put inside of hir was coming out past his grapefruit sized knot.  Hir lower belly started to bulge slightly from the filling of hir as hir shaft exploded with a second orgasm of its own, filling the cuntboi under hir a second time.  Shi seemed to loose all control with this wave of double orgasm as shi panted hard and tried to nip at the neck of the raccoon while shi arched back repeatedly, instinctively trying to push that wolf cock deeper into hir.

“Please, please, yes,” Ristin moaned and murmured under the kitsune into Foltchaín’s pussy as more of the vulpine seed filled him.  Speaking broke Whitehair’s earlier command but in the heat of the moment Ristin had all but forgotten about that.  This was more intense than any previous breeding he had experienced, mostly because of the settings Whitehair had punched into the remote, but also because of the kitsune pheromones filling everyone with lust.  He felt like he was being double-fucked by the pair above him, shuddering with pleasure from each movement of the kitsune or the wolf.  

Foltchaín whimpered in sexual frustration as Ristin had stopped working her cunt with his muzzle.  She yearned for more than he had been giving her, but it was better than nothing at all which is what the fox and wolf’s double orgasm had left her with now.  She tried to inch even closer to Ristin, but the double-bred raccoon was lost in the bliss of the sensations that were overloading his mind and body.

After an unknown amount of time the kitsune started to come down from the double orgasm.  For the first time shi consciously noticed what shi had gotten involved with.  Even though shi kept hir eyes closed for the time being, still panting a bit and basking in the sensation around both hir sets of bits, shi did remember who it was that shi saw and why shi reacted like this.  Shi thought to hirself how this all started out as just an interesting conversation between strangers that shi had overheard and wanted to add to.  Shi also knew that shi was in season when shi came out of hir den, but shi did not expect to see a familiar face when shi poked hir out of the bush.  Even though shi hadn’t immediately recognized it, the first face shi saw was the face of the wolf that shi would never be able to resist whenever shi encountered it, regardless of the world they happened to meet upon.

Whitehair was so lost in the primal pleasure of the situation that he didn’t hear the device on his wrist beep.  Nor did he hear the artificial voice report that conception was achieved.  The kitsune hadn’t heard it either as hir ears were full of the pounding of hir own heart and the panting and growling of the wolf breeding hir.  Ristin heard it too, but it was in the background submerged in a sea of lust and pleasure.  It registered for a moment only in the back of his mind and then was gone from his memory.  The pleasure between his legs and the scent of the sheep in front of him filled all of his thoughts.  He returned to licking Foltchaín‘s clit, almost nursing it like he would a penis.

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