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"writing": "[b][u][center]A Most Pleasurable Donut\nKink-Vember 12\nBy Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nLotte heard the bell ring and groaned as it snapped her out of the self-induced trance of riding on a dildo. The raccoon shook her head, blinking the haze out of her eyes as her classmates did the same, brought back to the reality of their juices running between their legs, staining their thighs, and the heated strain of their thigh muscles from bouncing up, down, up, down, up, down for who knew how long. \n\n“[i]Fifteen minute break, then back to training,[/i]” the intercom said. \n\n“Looks like it’s time for a snack,” the raccoon muttered to herself. “Alright…one…two…mmmph!”\n\nThe soft ‘pop’ of the knot sliding out of her asshole was just as intense as she’d known it would be. Her anus felt like it was still gaping as the tip of the toy slid out of her, and that sent a little thrill through her. That [i]was[/i] part of the point of coming to this naughty little academy, after all. \n\nLotte joined the other women heading to the snack table, feeling the little jiggle that came with each step. She’d never had quite so much awareness of her rump before, and she blamed the food that the dragon master of their little school fed them. It went right to her hips, ass, and thighs, and she swore that she was getting more pear-shaped by the day. \n\nA long-bodied dragoness stood on the other side of the snack table, putting down new plates. Lotte waved at her, nodding with a smile. \n\n“Good stuff today?” the raccoon asked. \n\n“It’s fairly pleasant,” the dragoness admitted. “Some sweets, some fruits. The usual.”\n\n“And all enchanted, I’m sure,” Lotte said. \n\n“Well…”\n\n“Fine, fine, it’s Body-magic, getting our asses all nice and fat.”\n\n“Well, yes, yes, that’s most of it.”\n\n“Long as it makes me look sexy.”\n\nThe lavender dragoness blushed, rubbing the back of her neck. She looked about to say something, but Lotte didn’t have time for that. Fourteen minutes, now, and she’d need each and every one of those break minutes for the rest of her training. \n\nShe grabbed a plate of food, sighing to herself as she felt the little jiggle that ran through her hindquarters as she walked away from the table. The room was fairly sparse as classrooms went: no desks, and the only chairs around had dildos planted in the bottom of them, or were cut out for the rimming part of the curriculum. There was a screen on the far side of the room, one that was usually blinking and spiraling with color while they were riding the dildos, but it was turned off for the moment. Probably recharging or something after everything that they were…\n\nWere…\n\nLotte couldn’t remember what they were watching while riding, other than the fact that it was very colorful and it made her feel good. The raccoon knew that it was probably some sort of hypnosis spell, something to make the lessons easier to integrate or something like that. She wasn’t an idiot; she knew that they were being conditioned to be anal sluts, but that was the whole reason she was here. \n\nShe chuckled as she leaned against a wall, snacking on fruit and little tarts. A mare to her left passed her a water bottle, and the round-rumped rat to her right passed her a bit of lotion. She took both, holding the water bottle between her teeth as she applied the lotion under her tail. \n\n“Mmmph…mmm…”\n\n“Heh, getting sore there, bitch?” the rat asked. \n\n“You wish,” Lotte said when she could take the water bottle from between her teeth. “It’s still so good.”\n\n“Gonna make someone real happy when you get on my level.”\n\n“Yeah. That someone’s gonna be me.”\n\nSharing a fist-bump with the rat, Lotte chuckled. Some of the other girls had come to this little ‘Anal Academy’ for the sake of pleasing their partners. Some of them wanted to get better at anal – or even like it – because it was something that they knew that their partners really wanted to do with them. Too many females had a thing against it, and – to be fair – Lotte had been one of them on her first day. She’d thought this was overrated, just a favor of pain for their pleasure so that she could get something out of it. After all, women had the other hole that felt better, easier, so why would they want to go for the other one?\n\nUnlike some of her classmates, Lotte had felt differently in one crucial area: she wanted to understand the pleasures of anal for herself. All the other girls wanted to try it, learn it, for the sake of a boyfriend or a girlfriend that liked topping or something like that. Lotte wanted to find out what she was missing because she [i]wanted[/i] to be seen as this slutty thing, this eager little raccoon bitch, and until she got the anal thing down, she wouldn’t really be able to compete with the official, licensed sex workers out there in the city. \n\nBut now…\n\nShe idly teased her asshole, her tail high and her finger gentle as she worked it over the rim. Six weeks, and she had a puffy hole that wasn’t that different from the mare’s at her side. She was proud of it, too, just as proud as she was of the thickness that she’d taken on, and the way that her cheeks bounced and jiggled in a way that was [i]just[/i] fat enough to get the eyes on them, and just fit enough that they didn’t look too fat. \n\nLotte felt like she was finally starting to understand. It wasn’t that anal was necessarily [i]so[/i] much more pleasurable than vaginal (though she was starting to get a preference there), but rather that it was something that was naughtier. There was something almost ‘proper’ about getting fucked in the pussy, like she was fulfilling a bodily function and letting her partner do the same. Going for the ass, though, the ‘dirty’ option, the one that had no point other than pleasure, the one that ‘proper’ people didn’t do…\n\nThere were a hundred and one psychological reasons why it was the more fun hole to play with, but this school was doing more than that. It kept putting her in the right mindset, making her feel both absolutely filthy and surprisingly special for what she did, rewarding her for enjoying something she shouldn’t. She – \n\nClick. \n\nThe classroom door opened, and she and all the other students turned to the black dragon that stepped inside. His familiar gold coat and white eyes caught all their attention, and Lotte knew that she wasn’t the only one that felt a sudden clench under her tail as the headmaster of their little ‘school’ looked her in the eye. When she was able to shake herself from the sudden fantasy of him bending her over and fucking her until her ass was bruised, he’d already made his way to the middle of the room. \n\n“Sorry for the interruption,” the black dragon said, nodding at them as he turned in place. “I just wanted to come by and congratulate you on your progress. From what I’ve been hearing, you’re all well on your way to being good little anal sluts. Whether this is for your partners’ sake, or making yourself more marketable on the sex scene, or just a way of enjoying a new part of yourselves, you’re all doing very well. \n\n“I’ve seen the pictures and the videos, and I’m happy to tell you that you’ve all reached the point of a permanent gape. Ranging in size, of course, but even the least of you have a gape of half an inch when you’re not clenching.”\n\nThe dragon applauded them, and the class joined in. Even Lotte felt a bit strange to think of that as progress, but some part of her, deep down where the dildos had been nudging and scratching an itch she’d never had before, loved it. Just thinking about the way that she was ‘graduating’ from someone that was normal, if a little kinky, to something so obviously slutty that her ass jiggled constantly, that her hole puffed out and even gaped a little, inviting others in…\n\nIt was something. It was a big something. \n\n“Anyway. This is your halfway point. By the time that you graduate in another six weeks, half of you will have forgotten your pussy entirely – there’ll be piercers available for those of you that want to seal it off – but at the very least, you’ll have a preference. I like to encourage that.”\n\n“Sir?” \n\nLotte looked at the lavender dragoness from earlier as she spoke up. The headmaster turned. \n\n“Yes, Yana?”\n\n“Um…Just to check. Are you still planning to –”\n\n“Of course.”\n\n“And…are you going to tell them?”\n\n“…I was going to wait until week ten.” The black dragon chuckled. “Now I’ll have to adjust the screens. Why don’t you take a ride with them, hm? Your ass has been getting a little slender lately.”\n\n“…Yes, sir,” the lavender dragoness said, blushing. \n\n“And the rest of you.” The headmaster clapped his hands. “Break’s over. Back to riding the dildos, everyone. Lube up and get started.”\n\n“Yes, sir,” Lotte and the other students said. \n\nTossing her plate among the others at the table, the raccoon returned to the line of dildos. She paused at the lube dispenser on the wall, squishing a copious amount into her hands before rubbing them together and grinding three, then four fingers into her asshole. The slime was a comfort even with the lotion over her puckered donut, and she sighed as she walked back to the line of dildos – \n\nThunk. \n\nChunk. \n\nThey fell into the floor, the canine shapes replaced with moderately long horse cocks. The flare at the top made her rim tingle to look at, and she licked her lips at the thought of how that was going to feel to ride. \n\n“[i]Positions.[/i]”\n\nThe intercom’s command was followed by the line of twenty-some women squatting down. She spotted the dragoness out of the corner of her eye, slightly surprised to see a saggy sheath in front instead of a pussy, but she shrugged it off. She spread her legs a bit further, her pucker kissing the top of the dildo, and turned to the screen. \n\nAs it started spiraling, spinning round and round down to an anus at the very center of the screen, she started bouncing her hips again. Time for another couple of hours of fucking herself on a toy…for her own good…and pleasure…\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]\n\nSummary: A raccoon female goes through a bit of anal training and hypnosis, and enjoys every second of it. \n\nTags: F/solo, Class, Casual Sex, Anal, Dildo, Puffy Hole, Training, Gaping, Female Anal, Wet, Horny, Nudity, Docetri, Draconicon, ",
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A Most Pleasurable Donut Kink-Vember 12 By Draconicon
Lotte heard the bell ring and groaned as it snapped her out of the self-induced trance of riding on a dildo. The raccoon shook her head, blinking the haze out of her eyes as her classmates did the same, brought back to the reality of their juices running between their legs, staining their thighs, and the heated strain of their thigh muscles from bouncing up, down, up, down, up, down for who knew how long.
“Fifteen minute break, then back to training,” the intercom said.
“Looks like it’s time for a snack,” the raccoon muttered to herself. “Alright…one…two…mmmph!”
The soft ‘pop’ of the knot sliding out of her asshole was just as intense as she’d known it would be. Her anus felt like it was still gaping as the tip of the toy slid out of her, and that sent a little thrill through her. That was part of the point of coming to this naughty little academy, after all.
Lotte joined the other women heading to the snack table, feeling the little jiggle that came with each step. She’d never had quite so much awareness of her rump before, and she blamed the food that the dragon master of their little school fed them. It went right to her hips, ass, and thighs, and she swore that she was getting more pear-shaped by the day.
A long-bodied dragoness stood on the other side of the snack table, putting down new plates. Lotte waved at her, nodding with a smile.
“Good stuff today?” the raccoon asked.
“It’s fairly pleasant,” the dragoness admitted. “Some sweets, some fruits. The usual.”
“And all enchanted, I’m sure,” Lotte said.
“Well…”
“Fine, fine, it’s Body-magic, getting our asses all nice and fat.”
“Well, yes, yes, that’s most of it.”
“Long as it makes me look sexy.”
The lavender dragoness blushed, rubbing the back of her neck. She looked about to say something, but Lotte didn’t have time for that. Fourteen minutes, now, and she’d need each and every one of those break minutes for the rest of her training.
She grabbed a plate of food, sighing to herself as she felt the little jiggle that ran through her hindquarters as she walked away from the table. The room was fairly sparse as classrooms went: no desks, and the only chairs around had dildos planted in the bottom of them, or were cut out for the rimming part of the curriculum. There was a screen on the far side of the room, one that was usually blinking and spiraling with color while they were riding the dildos, but it was turned off for the moment. Probably recharging or something after everything that they were…
Were…
Lotte couldn’t remember what they were watching while riding, other than the fact that it was very colorful and it made her feel good. The raccoon knew that it was probably some sort of hypnosis spell, something to make the lessons easier to integrate or something like that. She wasn’t an idiot; she knew that they were being conditioned to be anal sluts, but that was the whole reason she was here.
She chuckled as she leaned against a wall, snacking on fruit and little tarts. A mare to her left passed her a water bottle, and the round-rumped rat to her right passed her a bit of lotion. She took both, holding the water bottle between her teeth as she applied the lotion under her tail.
“Mmmph…mmm…”
“Heh, getting sore there, bitch?” the rat asked.
“You wish,” Lotte said when she could take the water bottle from between her teeth. “It’s still so good.”
“Gonna make someone real happy when you get on my level.”
“Yeah. That someone’s gonna be me.”
Sharing a fist-bump with the rat, Lotte chuckled. Some of the other girls had come to this little ‘Anal Academy’ for the sake of pleasing their partners. Some of them wanted to get better at anal – or even like it – because it was something that they knew that their partners really wanted to do with them. Too many females had a thing against it, and – to be fair – Lotte had been one of them on her first day. She’d thought this was overrated, just a favor of pain for their pleasure so that she could get something out of it. After all, women had the other hole that felt better, easier, so why would they want to go for the other one?
Unlike some of her classmates, Lotte had felt differently in one crucial area: she wanted to understand the pleasures of anal for herself. All the other girls wanted to try it, learn it, for the sake of a boyfriend or a girlfriend that liked topping or something like that. Lotte wanted to find out what she was missing because she wanted to be seen as this slutty thing, this eager little raccoon bitch, and until she got the anal thing down, she wouldn’t really be able to compete with the official, licensed sex workers out there in the city.
But now…
She idly teased her asshole, her tail high and her finger gentle as she worked it over the rim. Six weeks, and she had a puffy hole that wasn’t that different from the mare’s at her side. She was proud of it, too, just as proud as she was of the thickness that she’d taken on, and the way that her cheeks bounced and jiggled in a way that was just fat enough to get the eyes on them, and just fit enough that they didn’t look too fat.
Lotte felt like she was finally starting to understand. It wasn’t that anal was necessarily so much more pleasurable than vaginal (though she was starting to get a preference there), but rather that it was something that was naughtier. There was something almost ‘proper’ about getting fucked in the pussy, like she was fulfilling a bodily function and letting her partner do the same. Going for the ass, though, the ‘dirty’ option, the one that had no point other than pleasure, the one that ‘proper’ people didn’t do…
There were a hundred and one psychological reasons why it was the more fun hole to play with, but this school was doing more than that. It kept putting her in the right mindset, making her feel both absolutely filthy and surprisingly special for what she did, rewarding her for enjoying something she shouldn’t. She –
Click.
The classroom door opened, and she and all the other students turned to the black dragon that stepped inside. His familiar gold coat and white eyes caught all their attention, and Lotte knew that she wasn’t the only one that felt a sudden clench under her tail as the headmaster of their little ‘school’ looked her in the eye. When she was able to shake herself from the sudden fantasy of him bending her over and fucking her until her ass was bruised, he’d already made his way to the middle of the room.
“Sorry for the interruption,” the black dragon said, nodding at them as he turned in place. “I just wanted to come by and congratulate you on your progress. From what I’ve been hearing, you’re all well on your way to being good little anal sluts. Whether this is for your partners’ sake, or making yourself more marketable on the sex scene, or just a way of enjoying a new part of yourselves, you’re all doing very well.
“I’ve seen the pictures and the videos, and I’m happy to tell you that you’ve all reached the point of a permanent gape. Ranging in size, of course, but even the least of you have a gape of half an inch when you’re not clenching.”
The dragon applauded them, and the class joined in. Even Lotte felt a bit strange to think of that as progress, but some part of her, deep down where the dildos had been nudging and scratching an itch she’d never had before, loved it. Just thinking about the way that she was ‘graduating’ from someone that was normal, if a little kinky, to something so obviously slutty that her ass jiggled constantly, that her hole puffed out and even gaped a little, inviting others in…
It was something. It was a big something.
“Anyway. This is your halfway point. By the time that you graduate in another six weeks, half of you will have forgotten your pussy entirely – there’ll be piercers available for those of you that want to seal it off – but at the very least, you’ll have a preference. I like to encourage that.”
“Sir?”
Lotte looked at the lavender dragoness from earlier as she spoke up. The headmaster turned.
“Yes, Yana?”
“Um…Just to check. Are you still planning to –”
“Of course.”
“And…are you going to tell them?”
“…I was going to wait until week ten.” The black dragon chuckled. “Now I’ll have to adjust the screens. Why don’t you take a ride with them, hm? Your ass has been getting a little slender lately.”
“…Yes, sir,” the lavender dragoness said, blushing.
“And the rest of you.” The headmaster clapped his hands. “Break’s over. Back to riding the dildos, everyone. Lube up and get started.”
“Yes, sir,” Lotte and the other students said.
Tossing her plate among the others at the table, the raccoon returned to the line of dildos. She paused at the lube dispenser on the wall, squishing a copious amount into her hands before rubbing them together and grinding three, then four fingers into her asshole. The slime was a comfort even with the lotion over her puckered donut, and she sighed as she walked back to the line of dildos –
Thunk.
Chunk.
They fell into the floor, the canine shapes replaced with moderately long horse cocks. The flare at the top made her rim tingle to look at, and she licked her lips at the thought of how that was going to feel to ride.
“Positions.”
The intercom’s command was followed by the line of twenty-some women squatting down. She spotted the dragoness out of the corner of her eye, slightly surprised to see a saggy sheath in front instead of a pussy, but she shrugged it off. She spread her legs a bit further, her pucker kissing the top of the dildo, and turned to the screen.
As it started spiraling, spinning round and round down to an anus at the very center of the screen, she started bouncing her hips again. Time for another couple of hours of fucking herself on a toy…for her own good…and pleasure…
The End
Summary: A raccoon female goes through a bit of anal training and hypnosis, and enjoys every second of it.