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The tiger that was out with the ulokar pack earlier. Behind him was the green and black ulokar that he and Ezra had gently fooled around with prior to Valencia showing up. He looked mildly panicked if a bit distracted by the image of Valencia straddling Ezra's hips.\n\n\t“Hey, Val? We have a very mild problem.” He said while the ulokar he brought with him sidled up next to him and rubbed its horns on his side. \n\n\t“What kind of problem and how bad is it. I don't suppose it can wait? I'm kind of busy.” Valencia answered while clenching her loins to tug and twitch around Ezra's member. \n\n\tRex ran his fingers through his hair. “Well it's hard to tell. After you two left and I took care of this lass here, I guess some pheromones flared up and the males of the pack started posturing for dominance and it's been slowly escalating ever since. They haven't begun fighting yet but I think they're going to be soon.”\n\n\tEzra just stared, blank-faced as the e-stim rod in his cock pulsed shocks through his member and into the conductive band around the base of his knot. That was pressure enough, but the gryphon toy was still fully firm and inflated in his pussy, so that was also distracting him. He heard what Rex was saying but didn't really process the meaning. \n\n\tValencia was more attentive and better at multitasking. She kept grinding and tugging at Ezra's knot, her clenching depths squeezing the rod in his urethra while the electricity coursed through her flesh at the same time. “You know how to fix that. Introduce them each a female and let them have their fun. They're trained well enough to share.”\n\n\t“Unfortunately that doesn't look like it will work. The females formed a herd of seven and are in a defensive formation. Not in the mood at all right now. That's just making the males act weird. You wanna scan the herd, see how to help?” Rex patted the ulokar next to him, mildly concerned. \n\n\tThere was a pause between all three of them before Valencia sighed heavily and flipped her head back. She kept a tight grip on Ezra's cock as she leaned into him, sitting as heavily as she could against his lower belly, squeezing his sheath in the process. Her weight, though relatively light, applied pressure down on the inflatable toy in his pussy, nearly pushing it out. “Fine.” she sighed, then grabbed the pump to the gryphon toy and let out all the air. After pulling it out of Ezra, she stood up so that his cock yanked out of her, leaving a trail of slime from her lips to his tip. “Let's go.” She offered Ezra a paw up, which was funny given how much taller he was than her. \n\n\tEzra had a hard time accepting her hand, since the constant buzzing of electricity coursing through his cock flesh was keeping him on the verge of climax. It wasn't until she used her toes to turn the device off and give him relief that he was able to roll to his feet with her aid. Slowly, he tugged the rod out of his cock and removed the conductive band from his knot, allowing his member to slowly retreat into his sheath. “So, did you get enough data, or-”\n\n\t“We'll have to try again some other time. Right now we need to focus on the ulokar pack.” She motioned for Ezra and Rex to follow as she hop-flapped her way out the barn, grabbing a couple potions on the way. A creamy trail of Ezra's mess dribbled out between her legs as she went. \n\n\tOnce they were all outside the barn they all got a good look at what was happening in the ulokar field. The four males were all circling around each other, snapping and growling and showing off their horns. Off to the side, the six remaining females – not including the green and black one Rex brought with him to the barn – were in a defensive position against the fence closest to the ranch house. \n\n\tAll the males were threatening to head-butt each other, lowering their heads, letting their long whiskers whip and snap at the air while their tails slammed the ground and all four of their paws were digging at the ground like they were preparing to charge. Their hackles were up, their scales were flared, and they were all on the verge of fighting. \n\n\tRex was clearly good at his job and knew how to handle the ulokar at the ranch but there were times when he had no choice but to stand back and let them work. They were known to be stubbourn, aggressive, and territorial when triggered and there was nothing he could do once they got like this. \n\n\tEzra wasn't as intimately familiar with the species as they were not too common and only recently gained some popularity in mating videos online so he'd only done a bit of research about them. It was enough to know he was grossly outmatched by their strength and power. There was a reason they were deemed the 'advanced' or 'master' level partners within The Ranch.\n\n\tValencia was not the same, though. Rex was a capable rancher and Ezra was a well-read lover of beasts but Valencia was on a whole other level. She showed no fear as she hopped over the fence and boldly approached all four of the moody males. She was the smallest of the three bipeds so she was presumably the most vulnerable but that was not the case at all. As a psychic she had a distinct advantage over anyone else, especially when dealing with living creatures.\n\n\tShe'd made a point to let Ezra and others know that she didn't care for using her abilities to invade minds or control people or manipulate situations but it did mean that with a bit of focus she could find the solution to virtually any problem. She could conjure the right words on a whim, anticipate any action, and even control others if she wanted. It made her a formidable force in most situations as well as a valuable asset. She put this skill to work to try to tame the four males.\n\n\tAs soon as she approached one of them lashed out at her, snapping his jaws and leaning in to slam her with his horns. She lightly sidestepped like she barely noticed, making the ulokar miss. She then raised her hand to another, putting him in sort of a trance while she focused. This calmed him but triggered the other three. Before any claw swipes or head slams connected, she widened both wings to make a shock-wave of teal burst around all four of them, temporarily stunning them and putting them in a semi-lucid state. The cloud of teal hovered and swirled between all four.\n\n\t“Get your tails in here. Now!” She commanded Ezra and Rex, wing hands still up to maintain the cloud of psychic magic she was using to tame the ulokar drakes.\n\n\tRex didn't hesitate but Ezra held back. “Uh, is that safe?”\n\n\tValencia nodded. “Yeah. Well, it will be. They need to get laid immediately or there's gonna be a fight, just like Rex said.” She shot Rex a look of approval. “Very good job, identifying the problem.”\n\n\tEzra was still hesitant, slowly climbing over the fence. “But the females are all right there!”\n\n\t“Consent is key here, remember? They're not in the mood, but the males are. This means we gotta find an outlet for them immediately or else there's going to be a fight. I'm sure they'd work it out but this is the better alternative.” She grunted a bit, straining to keep all four of the males under control.\n\n\tRex got near to her so she tossed him one of the vials of potion she'd grabbed on the way out of the barn. He downed it immediately and then leaned toward the nearest of the four drakes, pressing his chest to the scaled flank in order to make a connection.\n\n\tThere was a lingering sliver of doubt in the back of Ezra's mind but he knew enough to trust Valencia in this situation. He also knew that she wouldn't have asked him to do something he didn't want to do. Being used and ravaged by a beast was incredibly hot to him in fantasy, even if the reality was a bit scarier than he'd like to admit. He saw Rex take the potion and take action, so he decided to do the same.\n\n\tAfter taking only a few seconds to build up his courage he took the final step over the fence and jogged towards Val and the other three drakes. She tossed him a vial of potion, he downed it, and she smiled proudly at him.\n\n\t“I knew you'd want to help!” She said with a wink and a lick of her lips. “You've always been that kind of person. Now go! Make a connection with the drake of your choice, they'll temporarily bond with you and you can tame them. Part of the potion is that your body will smell like a ulokar female to them, so they'll see you as a viable mate without much in terms of hesitation!”\n\n\t“What about you? There are three of us and four of them!” Ezra asked right as he made contact with the neck and shoulder of the red and orange ulokar drake. “And shouldn't I earn their trust first? Isn't that how bonding is supposed to work?”\n\n\tRex purred gently against the flank of the ulokar he chose, answering for Valencia. “Ideally, of course. Sometimes in the heat of the moment some liquid help is needed.” \n\n\t“Ah.” It felt like a 'lesser of many evils' type of situation to Ezra. He always wanted to see what it was like to get mounted by such a rough and aggressive beast; with the aid of the potions he was going to be able to experience that without danger of harm. And if things worked out, he'd even bond with the beast after! Assuming all went well. Which he was confident they would.\n\n\tHe took some time to enjoy some fur to fur contact with the ulokar as he watched Rex and Valencia make their respective moves. Rex wasted no time whatsoever slipping a hand under the ulokar's belly, stroking the sheath and pulling it back to expose the beast's cock. The ulokar bucked into his hand, spraying a thin and incredibly musky precum all over the grass beneath him. Rex was sure to get to his knees and start nuzzling the sheath, purring to satisfy him all the while. Of course this meant his whiskers and snout got smeared in layers and webs of ulokar precum. A mess he happily licked up.\n\n\tAt the same time, Valencia was enacting a similar stroke, using one of her wing hands to tug the beasts sheath while her other hand remained outstretched to keep the fourth ulokar in a tamed state. This ensured that she could get to work on the third one without distractions. She actually took a vastly different route, though. She used some finger strokes and wing-hand motions to urge the one she was under to roll over onto his side and eventually end up on his back like a playful doggo, paws folded over his chest and cock slowly emerging from his sheath.\n\n\tShe wasn't shy at all. She straddled that ulokar and pressed her pussy up to his emerging cock tip, easily swallowing him up and grinding her way down until the knot popped into her. A bulge formed in her lower belly, one that expanded and retracted within only a few seconds of having the knot swell inside. Ezra didn't really know what this was but he didn't have much time to ponder before the fourth ulokar came over and started sniffing Valencia under the tail, his own member dropping.\n\n\tRex growled and grunted, yowling in pleasure as he positioned himself up against the underside of his ulokar. His tail was flagged high, his spine dipped for the best angle, and his cute little tail hole ready for ulokar cock. Much like Valencia his flesh parted with relative ease as the beast's member slowly expanded into him, the tapered tip popping in followed by the series of ridges along its length.\n\n\tEzra was in a half trance as he watched the other two so bravely handle such massive cocks with ease, idly stroking his own beast's undercarriage the whole time. It wasn't until his ulokar growled and clawed at the ground that he realized he needed to put out or bail. He was not as confident as the other two but he did eventually crouch under the beast, careful to stroke and caress its flank the entire time to ensure that his actions didn't startle him.\n\n\tThough the ulokar were all pretty aggressive in terms of their tendency to assert themselves, he immediately noticed that they were notably more gentle once physical affection was offered to them. Even though Ezra was mildly frightened of what might happen prior to slipping underneath the beast, once he was down there he actually got a bit of warmth and comfort as his back pressed to the ulokar's belly, a warmth that was further sweetened when the creature lowered its head to nuzzle Ezra from between its front legs, the long whiskers caressing him.\n\n\tWas this what it felt like to be a female ulokar? It was definitely something that made him shiver with delight as he felt that drake's cock expanding to probe him under the tail. He reached back to stroke and tug, eagerly helping to guide it to where it needed to be. Not his tail hole but his pussy, the one that had already been stretched out by the gryphon toy. \n\n\tSo when he felt that lightly textured, tapered tip spread his lips and ease its way into him he couldn't help but gasp and move back, wiggling his hips to have his depths swallow every last ridge along the beast's shaft. Even the knot gave little to no resistance despite being bigger around than both of his fists balled up and pressed wrist to wrist. Each ridge lurched into him one at a time followed by the deep, intense sensation of the soft knot popping in to give his lower belly a visible bulge.\n\n\tHe managed to breath heavy a few times as the cock inside him swelled up and grew firm, eventually turning rock hard. The pressure of that knot tugging on his insides was more intense than the inflatable toy by a factor of ten, and the shaft was thicker too so he felt more of the beast's cock features grinding against his silky walls. \n\n\tWhile he was trying to focus on the sensation of the ulokar filling him up, he noticed that Rex had just gotten his own knot in the tail hole, forcing him to let out a roar of delight. However, in response to his roar the Ulokar gradually bent all four legs, forcing Rex down onto the ground with the beast covering him. No hip thrusts, oddly enough. In fact, there was almost no motion between any of the four drakes. How peculiar. \n\n\tYet, as Rex was pressed to the ground, belly smooshed into the grass, the tiger's abdominal wall had a shifting bulge like he was being thrust into. \n\n\tValencia was in a similar position. She was on the third ulokar, who was laying on his back. She was knotted to that beast and the bulge in her belly kept shifting through her entire torso to disappear behind her ribs even as the fourth ulokar stepped over the pair of them, arching his back to press his loins up under her tail. Much like the third drake, the fourth's cock slipped into her with ease, the knot swelling just inside her tail hole while his shaft plunged through her depths.\n\n\tEzra was mixed between the bliss of having such a huge, well-defined cock knotted and tied to him and the confusion of how these creatures were thrusting into the other two without any hip movements. He got his answer mere seconds later as he felt the shaft inside his pussy growing and extending deep within him, stretching to three times its usual length and poking into his womb before pulling back out to be short and thick again.\n\n\tThe knot stayed in place, barely moving while the shaft's ridges extended and its length tripled again. This gave the ulokar's cock the sensation of thrusting without needing the knot to move or get dislodged. By extending and shortening, it was penetrating deep and hitting all the right buttons for Ezra, who was getting a very intimate, first-person lesson in ulokarian anatomy.\n\n\tSuch beasts were simultaneously aggressive and tender, depending on the situation. They were able to slip into their partners with little issue as their cocks started off thin and well tapered. Like a canine's cock. Only to then have the knot swell to tie them in place, followed by the shaft's ridges extending to have the tip plunge in deep and penetrate the cervix. The sensation of being thrust into while his partner was mostly just cuddling with him, slowly forcing him down onto the ground was exactly the sort of compassion he was looking forward to feeling again. \n\n\tBut then, right as he and his ulokar partner ended up cuddling on the ground both laying on their sides, Ezra felt a massive swelling deep inside him as the beast's flare exploded within his womb, locking and plugging his cervix at max depth, preparing him to have the load deposited. \n\n\tIt was mildly uncomfortable – the bulge in his belly was so pronounced he could count the bumps lining the ulokar's flare through his abdominal wall – but it was also insanely hot to simultaneously feel the warmth and comfort of a passive cuddle and the rough, aggressive thrusts of a proper mating at the same time. The pressure of the knot grinding against both his internal buttons and the sloshing swell of erupting ulokar seed within his womb quickly brought him to his own climax. \n\n\tHis own mess burst out over the grass, smearing all over his chest fur as his pussy lips felt the tug of the knot and the bulge in his belly slowly lost definition as his womb inflated.\n\n\t“See? That was fun, wasn't it?” Rex practically sang from under his ulokar. He was stroking it behind his head, purring throughout. “But don't let that get the better of you. Had we not had those potions and Val hadn't have used her psychic abilities to tame them, you could have been ravaged and clawed a lot more. A give and take.”\n\n\tEzra just nodded in between deep breaths as he let out a subtle whimper of delight. He rubbed his own belly to see if he could feel the bulge of the flare inside him. He could, but only barely. \n\n\tValencia was sandwiched in between the third and fourth ulokar, double knotted in both holes. Her torso was visibly rotund, inflated by two massive beast loads of cum. She looked like she was about to say something when the first of the females came over to nuzzle the drake's cheek and the others followed. \n\n\tNow that the drakes were all drained and satisfied, they were no longer in defensive mode and were happy to rejoin the pack, playing and licking and nuzzling the three who helped them out. They really were intelligent and were able to identify that Ezra, Valencia, and Rex were all instrumental in their consent not being violated. As a result they were happy to help all three of them clean up the resulting mess once the drakes pulled out and their cum flowed onto the ground.\n\n\tHe happily laid in the grass, chest down and ass up as the green and black ulokar – who had jumped the fence again to rejoin the pack – tongued him and made sure he was completely clean.\n\n\tAfter that, Rex collected some grooming supplies and the three of them spent much of the afternoon brushing and tending to the entire pack, one after another. \n\n\tSince the drakes were all satisfied and drained of their essence, they were friendly and affectionate in much the same way a pet dog would be to its person. They played, they gave chase, they pounced and pinned and licked, and even exposed their bellies for rubs. It was cute as could be, and it just endeared Ezra to the species even more. \n\n\tSure, they were aggressive and rough, but with the right compassion and preparation it was a mount unlike any other. Which was completely fine by him. He was happy to put in the extra work.\n\n\tPart of him wondered if this would in some way affect his relationships with Afearnia and the others but for the first time in a long time he just shrugged it off and assumed with confidence that it wouldn't be a problem. That the others would not only understand but encourage it.\n\n\tThe moment he thought this to himself, Valencia stopped what she was doing and slowly gave him a nod of approval. She clearly had felt his breakthrough from the other side of the pack and was clearly proud of him. \n\n\tMore importantly, he was proud of himself. He genuinely felt great pride in this feeling of self-satisfaction, knowing he was doing something that made him happy. Knowing he was at peace with that. Knowing he had more friends that saw him for him and encouraged it. The companionship of a ulokar partner was worth the risk and the effort. \n\n\tHe could see himself spending a lot more time at The Ranch. \n\n\t=====--=--=====\n\n\tTime was kind to Ezra but he found himself in a bit of a conundrum once the euphoria of the ulokar situation died down. The lingering pleasure of adequately ravaged loins was nice but it left him quite weak. Quite exhausted. His knees buckled every few steps and he had to stop to get his breath more than he felt was appropriate. He was used to being exhausted after a proper rutting but in the past he was usually the one on top, the one doing all the hard work. This time he was ravaged by that beast and he was even more worn out than usual.\n\n\tIt was actually something that was giving him a bit of extra appreciation towards the women in his life. Being on the bottom was quite a work out! He had to clench his core muscles, flex his legs and joints to keep in the proper position, and alternately clench and relax his loins to ensure his partner got the best mix of snug and relaxed sensations with each thrust. Far more work than he expected.\n\n\tBut this was more than that. This wasn't just a matter of him being weak from having to brace himself for the duration of a session. This was a case of having fragile joints and no breath after even the slightest physical labor. He was a tall canine so he was used to his joints being a bit more easily exhausted than most but this was different.\n\n\tStill, he couldn't help but present himself with a sense of pride as he toured The Ranch. The past weeks with Afearnia and the rest of the group mixed with his time at The Ranch gave him a sense of belonging that he'd wanted for years. These were his people. This was where he needed to be. The comfort of a quad beast was more pure than that of his anthro brethren, yet he couldn't help but feel equally loved by Afearnia, Fidget, Therris, Vvilfred, and every other one of the poly group.\n\n\tLove. Yeah, that was the word for it. He felt loved. Because he was loved. It may not have been that deep, life-altering form of love that bonds people until the day they die but it was still love. A new, developing love but he felt it to be true. He had an affection for Afearnia and the others that he hadn't felt with people before this. \n\n\tMaybe he was just not used to being with people who accepted him for who he was without need for compromise or the need to 'fit in'. So many cultural norms demanded people be stuffed into small, restrictive holes – not the fun kind – and that just felt so insincere. This idea that people had to love one person and only one person and that breaking that rule was immoral for some reason didn't make a lot of sense to him. Sometimes people fell out of love. Some people fell in love easily. Sometimes the love you had for a person fluctuates and that needed to be okay.\n\n\tLoving someone and being in love with them were two subtly different things. Some days he loved his friends, other times he wanted to be away from them. And that needed to be okay. Sometimes he felt intimate passion for a person, and other days he needed to be allowed to not be attracted to them without it hurting anyone's feelings or making anyone feel angry with him. Emotions fluctuate and that can be the same for love. Moreso, there was nothing morally uncouth about loving two or more people. That's why he felt so comfortable with the polycule that he'd been introduced to. It was nice to be able to express himself freely without worrying about hurting anyone or being hurt by jealousy himself.\n\n\tThat mixed with his experiences with the ferals of the ranch made him realize with growing certainty that he was a free spirit. He needed to be free to live as he felt, with people who at the very least understood him or accepted him. And this recurring thought process helped to blast more and more of his insecurities away. Those insecurities were borne of societal pressures that told him he needed to act a certain way and deviation would be met with scorn and judgment. Once those shackles were unbound and he was free, he didn't feel pressured or shamed. \n\n\tAnd that was magical. Above all else it helped him love himself. He wasn't broken, he wasn't nasty or deviant, he just hadn't found his tribe. Now he'd found his tribe and it made him want to be a better person not for others but just because he wanted to be. \n\n\tEzra found himself wanting to work at The Ranch, not for money but just because he enjoyed it. After the ulokar had all been satisfied and things went back to normal he had grabbed a shovel and started cleaning the pastures because he wanted to. He enjoyed the thought of helping to make this place feel homely. Because he wanted to spent time here, it felt less like work and more like self-care.\n\n\tThere was a world of difference between the things he did because he had to and the things he did because he wanted to. In a roundabout way that went for partners and lovers, too. Having to sleep with the same person every night was restrictive if he wanted to sleep with others some nights. Or maybe he wanted to sleep alone. Maybe he wanted to sleep in the stables and cuddle a hippogryph or something. Options were not a bad thing when it meant anyone had the opportunity to enjoy life without fear of being ostracized.\n\n\tThe feral beasts at The Ranch felt no shame. Why should he?\n\n\tAll of these realizations and thoughts went through his head and each time they resurfaced he got a wave of confidence and strength to keep going. To sling another bale of hay or happily cart the wheelbarrow across the field or brush one of the horse manes. He had limitless energy to help out and none of it felt like work. There was something special about that feeling.\n\n\tHowever there were also some drawbacks to his current level of enthusiasm. Every time he finished a chore he found himself having to pause to lean against the barn or take in a breath. And every time he did that a surge of arousal bubbled up within him, making him need to take care of it. There was a tingle in his loins that never went away even though he'd been thoroughly satisfied.\n\n\tMaking matters worse, the more he ignored it the more demanding it got. And the more he tried to take care of it the clearer it was that he was perhaps a bit too tender and sore to capitalize. \n\n\tThe first time he gave in and tried to use his fingers, he found that he was a little too tender to take care of himself. He had to be gentle. Since he was nude while working – The Ranch was clothing optional and it seemed strange to care about modesty – he leaned against the side of the barn and slipped a hand up under his balls while his other stroked his member through his sheath. The barbell in his clitoral fossa – the top part of the spade-shaped vulva – made him extra sensitive so he had to be very gentle. Striking the balance between being effective and being careful was hard but he did it.\n\n\tWith him huffing and heaving, one hand between his thighs and the other squeezing his knot, he found that he was hornier after he climaxed than before. And he was more tender.\n\n\tA problematic combination, to be sure. Satisfying himself was supposed to alleviate the need, not add to it. So once he was done with the first round, he was in an even worse position with loins that were even more sensitive and sore. The best solution he could imagine was to keep working and see if that was able to distract him.\n\n\tThis time he was carrying out a load of meat to the canine sector of The Ranch. All of it in a wheelbarrow. One that forced him to ride over bumpy trails and gravel and grassy knobs of terrain the whole way there. That was certainly a problem because the vibrations passed through the handles of the wheelbarrow, up his arms, and through his body to just barely tease him enough to keep him aroused. Making matters worse, most of the trails made him keep a narrow gait, like he was walking on a tightrope. This meant that his thighs were always squeezed very tight and grinding against his piercing.\n\n\tHe considered stopping to pleasure himself again but didn't want the good boys and girls to miss out on getting a pretty significant load of smoked meat. He persisted.\n\n\tThe Ranch's layout was pretty interesting. The entire property was in the crater of a volcano, with the ridges around the outside tall and steep to hide the happenings within. Well, not an actual volcano, it just looked like that. High cliffs on all sides boxing it in while the ranch itself was on a mostly flat plateau in the middle. It wasn't a bowl shape like other volcano craters. It was massive, though, the size of a small village.\n\n\tThe split-level house that Ilorek and Valencia lived in was in the middle and there were a half dozen different regions going out from the main area, almost like different segments on a dart board. The two closest to the drive way that granted access to the road were the horse pasture and the ulokar field. The horse pasture was mostly open with a few scattered trees and huts for the horses to seek shelter in if they needed it while the other side – the north side straddling the edge of the Vast Emerald Wood – was half covered in trees so the ulokar could live comfortably.\n\n\tNext to the horse pasture was the pair of aeries, which actually had a lot of hidden underground tunnels. These were both for the flying creatures like the gryphons and dragons and anything in between. The back region of The Ranch was a large, open savannah styled area meant for the felines while the remaining area that was probably a full quarter of the property – the feline and ulokar being of equal size while the horse, dragon, and gryphon areas were collectively about a quarter of the land – was the canine region. A rocky series of trails and cliff and forests and ponds.\n\n\tThat's where he was going. The far corner with the canines, where he was meaning to drop off a shipment of food to the den openings where many of the wolves stayed when they weren't out seeking companionship or playing.\n\n\tGetting into the paddock was easy. Wheeling the food over to the spot a full kilometer and a half away over uneven, deliberately natural-feeling trails was hard. Every step made him squirm. Every vibration of the handle of the wheelbarrow made him whimper to himself. But he did it. He persisted.\n\n\tEventually he made his way to the opening of the cave system where the one pack resided. There were dozens of canines, mixed between wild dog types, wolf packs, and random stragglers that came and went freely, all of which got along. As long as there was plenty of food and companionship to go around the different groups were able to coexist comfortably.\n\n\tThe moment Ezra dumped the meat outside of the cave, he heard the sassy chatting of one of the nearby wolves, not unlike a husky but in a deeper tone. Instinctively he got down to a knee and motioned them over, eagerly inviting the wolf over for some pets and cuddles.\n\n\tOf course, that wasn't what happened. The moment the wolf – clearly a larger, stronger one – emerged from the cave, it started side-pacing around Ezra, sizing him up. It was almost like hunting but Ezra knew none of them were like that. No, this wolf clearly was seeking something else.\n\n\tBut Ezra knew he really shouldn't give into that desire. His spade was sore and sensitive. The last thing he needed was some aggressive wolf mounting him. He didn't need it, but that desire kept bubbling up in his loins, so he wanted it. \n\n\tThe correct move was to grab the wheelbarrow and roll it out of there but instead he reached out, hoping the wolf would approach him. His other hand idly slipped between his legs, gingerly touching his piercing to send waves of pleasure through himself.\n\n\tAs expected the wolf bounded forward, ignoring the pile of smoked meat to shoulder tackle Ezra, nearly knocking him over while begging for flank rubs. Ezra happily obliged, giving long pets, butt scritches, ear massages, and even some belly rubs with permission. This only lasted a moment since the wolf immediately caught a whiff of the canine scent of arousal that billowed up from between Ezra's long legs, he buried his snout as close as he could get to the source. \n\n\tThis nearly knocked Ezra over as the wolf jumped up and pawed at him, eagerly trying to sniff and lick him. Ezra did his best to keep the wolf away, to keep him at arm's length to not agitate his desires, but he had very little in the way of will when it came to quadruped companions. His resistance was a mockery of self defense, as he playfully pushed the wolf and redirected him every time the canine got in close. As far as the feral was concerned, this was play and not resistance. Of course.\n\n\tAfter a few imitation attempts to keep the wolf from getting to affectionate, the quadruped reared up and wrapped both front paws around Ezra's raised knee, humping the air just out of reach.\n\n\tAgain, the proper response to this was to stand up and discourage the eager fellow while getting back to his self-imposed chores but he didn't do that. Of course he didn't do that. It mattered not that he was sore and tender, that every touch made it worse. What mattered is that this cute, playful wuff had some need to be taken care of and Ezra's instincts made it clear he was the bitch for the job.\n\n\tNot only did he not stand up or push the wolf away, he rolled over so he was on his knees, tail up and one hand bracing himself. He used the other hand to gently ease the wolf around so he was in the right position. Once he felt those paws around his hips, he got down onto his elbows and started panting excitedly, tail up high over his rump to keep it out of the way and legs spread just far enough to ensure his cheeks and thighs wouldn't obstruct.\n\n\tThe wolf was expertly trained. Experienced. He was also large enough that even Ezra's long thighs weren't enough to make it awkward. The wolf was huge. Larger than all but the biggest dogs. \n\n\tHe braced himself and lowered his head to the ground as the wolf started to wildly buck and slam him from behind. Ezra could feel the beast's tip emerging from the sheath to stab him along the taint, jabbing and grinding in between hip and thigh while he tried to find the right angle. Then, much to his surprise and delight, Ezra flexed a muscle in his pelvic region that expertly hoisted his spade up towards the underside of his tail, making it so that it was at an optimal height and angle while also minimizing the distance between his triangular vulva and tail.\n\n\tIt was perfect and within only a few thrusts and seconds the canine's tip found its mark between his lips. The wolf slammed himself in as hard and as deep as he could go the moment he felt Ezra's flesh swallow his shaft. As expected, it was hard and intense as the wolf arched his back and wrapped his paws even tighter around Ezra's waist, playfully snarling into the ear as he slammed his hips as deep as he could go.\n\n\tEvery motion gave Ezra the sensation of having his depths ravaged. Even before the knot formed, even before he started to swell, even before there was any texture. The deep red of a canine's shaft was slick usually, with little in terms of texture until the veins started to bulge; most of the appeal came from the taste and the pressure of the knot. But with his cookie so swollen and tender it felt like each thrust was tugging on his flesh from within only to slam it back in. And that was before the knot started to swell. Once that grew inside him and began to lock them together he was almost forced into a state of mental unrest as the sensations overrode his lucidity.\n\n\tHe twisted his wrists and hands, rolled his eyes back, let his tongue hang out, and nearly collapsed under the wolf as the pressure built within him. The knot inflated, growing larger and larger until it felt like he was gonna split in two. It didn't hurt but it was so overwhelming to his tender flesh. So much so that the pressure made him leak out the tip of his sheath. \n\n\tEzra's cock actually remained hidden within him, as only one of his sets of genitals were fully functioning at a time. All the blood was pooling in his spade, not coaxing his member from its confines.\n\n\tYet, that didn't seem to be doing its job. To his utter shock, even as he knew the knot was lodged deep within him, it popped right out! Mid-tie! The canine's cock was forced out of him like it wasn't meant to lock them together. He felt the lurch and the tug, the intensity of the pressure shifting, the sensations of the subtle friction, and then heard the schlick sound as his lips struggled to grip him on the way out. \n\n\tThis just left him leaking as the wolf's fully engorged knot bobbed between his hind legs, gooey trails of silky fluid escaping both of them. \n\n\tThe scent of seed once again nearly drove him feral as he scuttled around on all fours to get a taste. He gently cradled the wolf's member and wrapped his fingers around the base of the knot so that the shaft was spurting silky, thin seed all over his forearm. He was sure to lean down and wedge his tongue between the wolf's spitting tip and his wrist so he got to taste all the musky delight he could.\n\n\tHis loins remained tender, sensitive, and a little sore but now his arousal had found a new focus. Now that he was squeezing and tugging the beast's knot, his member could get a bit of attention and support form his loins, allowing the dark mauve tip to emerge and leak some of his own.\n\n\tHowever, right as he was about to take the entirety of that knot in his maw and feel the shaft spurting down his throat, a voice came from behind him atop one of the nearby cliffs. “You have a visitor.” She said. \n\n\tEzra turned with maw agape and tongue still cradling the wolf's cock tip to collect all the seed he could. It was Valencia, perched high and smiling down at him. He reluctantly pulled his tongue into his maw and gulped down what he could, sure to be slow and deliberate so the flavour coated him all the way down to the belly. “Oh?” Was all he could say. He didn't let go of the beast's knot; it was still idly spewing shot after shot onto his wrist where the fluid soaked into the fur of his forearm.\n\n\tIf nothing else the scent would persist. That would be nice.\n\n\tValencia smiled. “Yeah, it's Ceylon. Says she really needs to see you for something.”\n\n\tThat tone changed the mood. “Oh.” Ezra repeated, this time with less curious enthusiasm.\n\n\t“Oh, it's nothing bad! It never is. Even if something was wrong we can help. I don't know the details but she said to come get ya! So I'm here. I'm getting you!” \n\n\t“Thanks!” Ezra said with a grin and a nod. He was still holding the knot under the canine's belly but the wolf was getting bored due to the distraction and was now trying to pull away. He considered keeping a gentle grip with the knot between the beast's hind legs but the combination of being needed elsewhere and the fact he'd never want to do anything he'd see as holding a good boy against his will ensured he let go immediately. He then smeared the lube that had transferred from the knot to his palm all over his muzzle and licked the rest up. “I guess my friend is gone, so I'm coming.” \n\n\tComing, indeed. His own cock was still fully formed and trapped in his sheath. The knot was swollen, pressing taught against the furred flesh to form a clear and distinct bulge.\n\n\t“Good stuff! And, uh, thanks for helping out around here. You didn't have to.”\n\n\t“No, but I wanted to!” He said simply and with passion as his member slowly shrunk.\n\n\tShe grinned again and nodded. “Well, you're always welcome here if you wanna lend a hand. We always need a few extra paws and I get the impression that you'd accept your payment in...seed.” She bared a single fang while winking knowingly at him. “Anyway, she said to meet her in the horse barn! I've got some administration to cater to, so I have to go! See ya!” \n\n\tHad he still been the shy type he may have flushed. Instead he just grinned back at her as broadly as he could. “Alright! I'll head in.” He glanced over to see that the wolf had ran off back into the cave, having taken a few mouthfuls of the smoked meat. Disappointing he didn't get to be stuffed with that puppy batter or tied for a while but his flesh was extra tender and part of him was weirdly glad he never got tied fully.\n\n\tOnce Valencia flitted away, he grabbed the wheelbarrow and returned down the path towards the central region of The Ranch.\n\n\tThe trip back was much simpler and quicker. Without a load of meat to weigh down the wheelbarrow, there was very little in terms of resistance and vibrations so it didn't resonate within his loins. Kind of a shame but it made things a bit easier for him getting back.\n\n\tHe put the wheelbarrow where it belonged and made his way to the horse barn. Once he did he slid the door open and revealed an empty barn. No gryphon. No horses. No hippogryphs. Ezra was confused and was about to leave when he heard a voice calling down from the rafters.\n\n\t“Welcome back! Having lots of fun, I hope!” Ceylon greeted.\n\n\tEzra looked up to see the gryphon was perched on one of the beams over a horse stall and she was about the size of a large cat or small dog. Not her usual size which made many of the horses look small. He waved. “Oh! This is a different form for you.”\n\n\tShe fluttered down and landed on one of the nearby stall gates, tail swishing behind her while she daintily balanced on the wood. “Oh, I change forms all the time. Transformation is my thing. Aside from the cost, magic wise, the shifting is always fun. Sometimes I'm even a biped like you!”\n\n\t“I remember! You did your lecture on two legs!”\n\n\t“Oh right! Yes! I forgot about that. I mean, I spend most of my day on two legs for the public-facing image. That version of me has been on vacation since that lecture, actually. As far as anyone knows I'm-” Ceylon paused and laughed. “Okay, that's just me rambling. In this form I can come and go freely without anyone paying me any mind. To most I'm just a wild bird-kitty. Not me.”\n\n\t“Convenient.” Ezra said, then leaned against the nearest stall post. “So what's up? Valencia said something was important?”\n\n\tCeylon walked down the top of the stall door and got close to Ezra. She didn't rub her beak-cheek like a cat would but she did sway her hips seductively. “In a manner of speaking.” She started, then turned around slowly enough that her exposed vulva gave Ezra a show. “I think we're at that stage where you are just about done with the rasterization of your transformation and I believe you may be struggling a bit with that final step.”\n\n\tEzra nodded and gulped. Not out of bashfulness but because being reminded made him think about the tingle in his loins. “You could say that.”\n\n\t“Well, I'd like to give you one final checkup before I send you on your way.” She turned again, this time deliberately winking her clit to drool a single strand of fluid over the side of the barn door. \n\n\t“How so? And why are you teasing me like this?” He reached out to playfully smack upwards at Ceylon's clit. He knew it wouldn't hurt her so he wasn't gentle even if that'd be mean to others.\n\n\tIt just made her wink again, resulting in his palm being splashed with her fluids. “Because I know your arousal is at a peak but based on what Valencia told me about the little conflict earlier you may be unable to do much about it.”\n\n\t“Sounds about right.” Ezra confirmed. “Very soft and tender. Very sloppy and loose but plump? It's hard to explain but I got knotted earlier and even though I thought I was tied, he slipped right out!”\n\n\tCeylon's tail tip pointed down to a nearby bale of hay, one of the rectangular ones. “Yeah, that sucks. Sit. I'll have to take a look and see what touches I can add.”\n\n\tEzra did as he was told and sat on the bale of hay, knees parted since he knew that this was going to involve his pussy. “Like this? What exactly do you have in mind?”\n\n\t“Yeah like that.” Ceylon hopped down and landed on the ground in front of him. She looked up and got onto her haunches, rubbing her front talons together. “I'm just going to take a look to make sure everything's in order and you can be released into the wild without issue.”\n\n\t“What sort of issues would there be?” Ezra asked, gulping. He hadn't thought about that for quite a while. “I'm not going to-”\n\n\tCeylon backhanded Ezra's inner thigh. “Don't be so anxious. I just mean I want to make sure all the parts are working and that you won't get complications or that your bits stop working. Transformation magic is hard enough on my own body, I have to get it exactly right on others or I need to redo the process. It's not a problem, but worst case scenario I just take you inside and try again. I doubt that'll happen but there's a very slim chance it could.” She looked like she was about to lean into him when she stopped. “And don't go letting your brain default to assuming the worst. I got you.” She gave another slap to his other thighs to get him to part his legs.\n\n\tHe whimpered to himself. It wasn't kind of Ceylon to call him out like that but he wanted to be helpful nonetheless. “So what do I have to do?”\n\n\t“Just relax. This will perhaps seem a bit outlandish but I promise it will be fine.” She then scuttled in as close as she could and nuzzled her beak up under his ball sack, nudging it aside to expose his plump vulva. \n\n\tEzra gasped as even the subtle warmth of Ceylon's breath on his lips forced a wave of sensation to course through his body. He flushed a bit in embarrassment while covering his snout and averting his eyes. “Sorry, I-”\n\n\t“Never apologize for enjoying yourself. We've been over this.” Ceylon shot up at him with a warm smile. “Now, you're going to feel a bit of pressure. I assure you it is of no concern.”\n\n\tCeylon didn't give Ezra any time to brace himself before she lowered her head and hoisted up the canine's balls to expose his vulva. She kneaded his inner thighs with her talons to relax him and almost immediately moved inward to press down on the posterior lip of his spade. Since canine vulva had three lips – one on either side and one dividing it from the taint – this meant that Ceylon effectively slipped one of her tiny talons into him and stretched him downward.\n\n\tHe grunted to himself as he felt the pressure within him. He was already sensitive and Ceylon's talons were a bit more coarse than the wolf cock he'd dealt with prior. He considered asking her to be gentle but was interrupted by the sensation of a chilly tingle coursing through his flesh, alleviating the discomfort. He had no problems deciphering that this was some of her magic helping him out. Instead of whimper or whine at the sensation, he tried his best to relax by leaning back against the barn wall.\n\n\t“Ah yes, I see.” Ceylon commented from between his legs as she prodded at his loins. “That's not unexpected. I will have to get a better look, though.”\n\n\t“What is it?” Ezra asked while lightly panting. The more she prodded and examined him the more his arousal built back up in spite of the subtle numbing sensation she was applying to him.\n\n\tShe looked up at him, resting her chin on his ball sack while she continued to gently knead at the posterior wall of his vaginal canal. “Basically nothing. It looks like you just got overzealous. Your discomfort is not because of anything having gone wrong with the transformation but because your expected horn-dog behaviour resulted in you going a little too far.” She made a point to roll her wrist so that the palm was facing up; she balled up a fist and then curled upwards, grinding the knuckle against his anterior wall. Given his hermaphrodite anatomy this felt like the most intense knot-squeeze and tug.\n\n\tHis eyes bulged and he whimpered a bit as his toe claws curled into the hay and straw. He unconsciously grabbed the string of the hay bale he sat on and eased his entire body downward, practically grinding on Ceylon's forearm. \n\n\t“Yeah, that's what I thought.” Ceylon teased with a wink. She did another roll and curl of her wrist to massage his passage again, coaxing another whimper out of him. Given her pet-like size her entire forearm wasn't even as big as the wolf's shaft so it fit easily, his tender walls giving little resistance. “You're going to be fine, but try to stick to external pleasure for a few days while you recover. I know it's hard to not ravage yourself at every opportunity when you're in heat but you have to measure yourself. Indulge in moderation.” \n\n\tEzra idly nodded. “Mmhmm.” Was all he could say as he instinctively gyrated his hips.\n\n\tCeylon raised an eyebrow, noting how easily turned on he was. “Yes, this last heat cycle of your transition period will be the strongest. Like an essay. Start with your second strongest (Argument), make your way through a series of middling ones, then end with your strongest (Argument). You're going to be insatiable for a few days but you're also going to be extra sensitive. And with that ulokar having abused you, you might actually be out of commission unless you want to do real damage.”\n\n\tHe whimpered, ears flopping down. “But-”\n\n\t“No buts.” Ceylon chastized, entire forearm still buried deep beyond his spade. “I didn't give you this gift to ruin it. Well, okay I kind of did. But at least have the good sense to use a potion or something to help out.” While she spoke she kept eye contact and pressed her other hand flat against her forearm, forcing her fingertips into him next to her wrist. His flesh stretched with ease, likely due in part to Ceylon's natural transformation magic getting absorbed into him.\n\n\t“Then can you at least help me out? Fix up the tenderness a bit? I tried to just rub myself on the outside and it still was a little sore. It just made me want to go again, which was why I let the wolf have me.” He was slowly descending, his rump sliding off the bale of hay and gradually lowering towards the barn's floor. “Toss me a potion or something?”\n\n\tCeylon grinned up at him. “No need, I'm just gonna fix ya up real fast here, and when I'm done you should be able to be free and explore your options without worry.” She winked as her tail arched over her back like a scorpion's stinger, the bulbous head hovering between her head and his sheath. Slime eased out between the three pairs of lips onto his belly before all three jaws opened up to reveal the fleshy ridges and cartilaginous teeth inside. \n\n\tIt was not a new or surprising sight to him, he'd seen her tail maw before. But this angle, this lighting, and this proximity allowed him a clear view of all three parts. Each one was identical, looking like the upper maw of a snake with four rows of teeth along fleshy gums. Only, instead of needle-sharp teeth, each of them was lined by what looked like a perfect string of firm, fleshy barbs, not unlike a cat's tongue. He faintly recalled that Ceylon had mentioned that each one of the 'teeth' were extra sensitive when erect, like hundreds of tiny clitorises.\n\n\tHe barely managed to process that thought before the tail's three tips all converged at the end of his sheath, forcing its way into him with ease. The jaws all wedged in between his swelling cock and the flesh that entombed it, pulling his member out with a juicy squelch and wrapping each and every barbed tooth around his length. \n\n\tPerhaps it was Ceylon's magic transferring into him or maybe it was just the excitement of a new sensation but the gentle pokes of the firm-fleshed teeth gripping his member coaxed his knot to full girth almost instantly. He reached out to grab himself but was distracted when Ceylon eased herself forward, nuzzling her beak in the top crook of his pussy. Two paws on the bottom pressing down against his posterior wall and her curved beak nuzzling up inside him beyond his balls and cock.\n\n\t“O-oh! Shouldn't you warn me about that?” He managed to whimper in between huffs.\n\n\tThe tiny gryphon didn't answer. She couldn't with her beak snaking its way into him. She kneaded down with both talons while using her beak to grind against the roof of his canal. This stretched him out, leaving a notable gap between her forearms and chin, something that shocked Ezra. He was not that stretchy, usually – in fact he barely managed to let a knot in him despite that being what his canine anatomy was meant to do – so he couldn't help but stare wide-eyed as the gryphon eased her way in deeper.\n\n\tTo his shock, his pussy offered no resistance as she nuzzled and burrowed into him. The more she pressed and kneaded against his walls, the easier his flesh dilated and stretched to the point he would have been worried had it been anyone else. \n\n\tShe continued to caress him, massaging his pelvic floor in between extensions of her front legs one at a time to prod and loosen up the entrance to his womb. He felt a slight hint of discomfort when that happened but it dissipated quickly as her magic flowed into him and gave him the malleability needed to enjoy it without concern.\n\n\tHer head fully lurched into him at the same time she manages to extend both arms forward, his cookie sliding over her neck and swallowing her past the shoulder. Ezra could see the gryphon head shaped bulge in his lower belly, pressing out right beside his sheath while she burrowed in him. Her tail maw was still wrapped around his cock but he wasn't as focused on that given that she was forcing her way into him. With ease, even. \n\n\tDespite her size, which was about the size of a small dog or large cat, Ceylon was not struggling at all to squirm, knead, and force herself into him. At least not at first. Her beak, arms, and everything to her shoulders passed through his stretched flesh with ease but she reached a block when his lips slid down her back and got stuck at the base of her wings. \n\n\tShe used her hind legs to push, to try to force herself in while folding her wings tight to her back but it didn't work, her limbs just ended up sprawling out against his inner thighs. He tried to help her by pressing them down to her flank but he was worried he was going to hurt her so her stopped.\n\n\tCeylon paused in place, no longer squirming or nuzzling deeper. A few moment later her wing feathers started to melt and fuse into each other, retreating into each other and folding over on top of each other until they curled into nothing along her spine. A few moments later, the bulbous mass that was all that was left of her wing stumps flattened into her back and the rest of her swelled a bit inside him, amplifying the pressure.\n\n\tHe grunted in surprised, the sensation of her body inside his similar to that of a knot but notably more intense. Not as firm, somehow, but much larger. The bulge in his belly pressed out against his sheath, the overwhelming sensation of it dropping him off the side of the bale of hay to land on the ground next to it. \n\n\tShe felt this happening and dug her hind paws into the ground for leverage, sure to allow his weight to help ease her in. As he sat on her, she pushed up, her body passing through his lips all the way to her waist, leaving only her tail and hind legs sticking out of him, idly kicking at the air. Her tail, still arched up over her back, tugged on his length and wrenched it down like he was going rump to rump with someone. \n\n\tAbove all else he was shocked at how easily his depths and abdominal wall stretched to accommodate her. He was by no means a particularly malleable canine, nor was he exceptionally strong so his muscles were neither stretchy nor taut. Yet, in spite of this average build and capability, his belly was stretching and distending and shifting like a condom struggling to hold in a stallion's load.\n\n\tIt was honestly incredibly hot to see Ceylon's form distending him so easily. The mixture of the visual of his lower torso struggling to remain tight around the gryphon's body mixed with the sensations of her limbs, beak, head, and torso all grinding against his walls made his tongue hang out and every finger and toe curl in delight. \n\n\tBut that wasn't it. She wasn't done. With only her feet and tail outside of him, he could feel and practically see the distinctly shaped bulges of her body curling up deep within his womb, tugging the rest of herself inside. She extended a hind paw to his pelvic floor, used that for leverage despite her silken, well-lubed walls, and pushed forward as her haunches and both legs completely disappeared into him with a guttural squelch. This left only her tail poking out of his cookie, still arched and wrenching his cock downward for added pressure.\n\n\tThe image of her entire form curling up in his belly in a fetal position around the outline of his sheath was cute, in a way. The persistent pressure and friction of every subtle shift inside him kept him at the edge of climax without ceasing but even in that moment of near bliss he couldn't resist the urge to pet the gryphon on his lap. In his womb. \n\n\tIt was awkward at first, to want to pet a creature through his distended abdominal wall. It felt so awkward to caress the clearly defined bulges of her while he felt only his own slightly coarse fur. Still, as he stroked her, she shifted and nuzzled up against his touch, simultaneously showing her appeciation while also grinding her features against his wall. \n\n\tThis was when her tail maw finally released its grip on his member and got sucked up into him with the rest of her body. The final squelch and slick sound of his walls closing in its absence was music to his ears and the dull splat of his cock flopping up onto his belly and smearing his fluids onto his distended abdominal wall added some percussion to the mix. \n\n\tRight as his cock landed on his belly, his sheath threatening to swallow it up, Ceylon's shape reacted to it landing on her by swiping at it with what looked like her front paw. The bulge was not fully formed and Ezra could only vaguely guess at where her head was, where her arms were, and what position she was in but based on that it looked like she was reaching out and trying to hug his cock through his abdominal wall.\n\n\tJust the pressure and sensation of her shifting and squirming and playing inside his womb made him whimper and pant, but the tingling started to return to his vulva in the absence of her form passing through his vaginal canal. That need bubbled back up so he reached around his orbs once more to rub his clit again, tugging and caressing the barbell to do his best to tease his clitoral fossa.\n\n\tUnlike before, the added pressure of Ceylon in his womb which emulated a pregnant belly amplified the pleasure he felt along his inner length. This meant that he almost immediately heaved over in delight, a bursting climax erupting from between his legs and forcing every muscle in his body to tense up.\n\n\tHe hadn't really considered it, but he realized right as Ceylon's body shifted inside him that this full-bodied constriction was like a contraction. Instantly he felt her beak prodding at his descending cervix, a gush of his fluids erupting from between his lips to soak the floor of the barn. The orgasmic delight that buzzed throughout his loins kept his attention but he still was acutely aware of the sensation of her feathers and fur gliding in a twisting motion in his depths and descending through his cervix to slide down his birth canal. It just made him rub harder and squeeze tighter as the gryphon-shaped bulge exited his lower torso.\n\n\tThe moment Ceylon's beak breached his spade, it opened wide and gasped in air, chirping and trilling in delight before both her front paws emerged under her chin. She tugged on the posterior lip and pressed her elbows down on his pelvic floor before pulling herself out with one sloppy, messy lurch. Her entire body erupted from his depths with a flood of fluid as she braced herself and stretched her upper body, legs and tail sill inside his distended cookie. \n\n\tEzra shuddered in delight, fingers still on his clit as Ceylon's spine passed over his clit. The gryphon's hips were still inside him like a knot, since they and her hind legs were thicker and wider than Ceylon's belly and lower torso. Then, without any resistance, she pulled one leg out and arched her back to stretch before pulling out the other, Ezra's vulva sloppily stretching and tugging in all directions to accommodate her. \n\n\tShe pulled her second hind leg out of him with a gooey whorl of meaty belch as his gaping chasm closed in her absence. Then, to Ezra's pleased shock, his flesh returned to normal, his belly growing tense and defined, his depths no longer sore or tender. \n\n\tFor the first time in months he felt serene. He wasn't exceptionally horny, he wasn't sore, he wasn't tender, he didn't ache, there was no pressure demanding he alleviate it. He was just relaxed.\n\n\t“What just happened?” He asked after a deep, long exhalation.\n\n\tCeylon licked herself clean as her wings once again regrew, the flesh on her back growing and sprouting flight feathers rather quickly. “I basically did a womb reset of sorts. Kind of like turning you off and then on again. It was just a lot more fun to try it this way than to lay a palm on your belly. Going forward, this should be your final form.” She winked.\n\n\t“Final? What about-”\n\n\t“Yes, yes, you can still transform with potions but they'd be temporary. As for your body, it's fully functional. So you'd best be smart about your sexual adventures. You are in fact fertile and can hold a full litter if your partners is compatible, so play it safe.” She spread her wings, caressed his balls with her tail tip, then leapt with a flap to the rafters. “I'll be in touch but for now this is goodbye. You're finally in your ideal form. Have fun with it. Don't ruin it but...okay, abuse it a bit. You earned it!” With that, she leapt out the front door of the loft and was gone, leaving Ezra in a puddle of his own mess.\n\n\tHe barely had time to piece together what happened when the barn door slid open. It was Rex, the tiger that had helped with the ulokar situation. \n\n\t“Hey, we got another situation if you don't mind helping.”\n\n\t“What?” Ezra moaned. It wasn't that he didn't want to help, he was just so exhausted.\n\n\tRex grinned, revealing one of his canine fangs. He offered a hand to help Ezra up. “Come on.”\n\n\tEzra accepted the help and got to his feet, nearly slipping in the puddle of slime Ceylon had left next to the bale of hay. He was about to make a sarcastic comment about how his work was never done when he emerged through the door and saw Ceylon, Leera, Valencia, Ilorek, Talba, Vaulix, Afearnia, Fidget, Vvilfred, and about a dozen more all around a large buffet table with a sign over top that said 'Welcome to the Eternal Family!'\n\n\tIn unison, every one of them shouted at him. “Happy Unbirthday!” Before afearnia and Fidget ran forward to tackle-hug him to the ground.\n\n\tA wave of emotions overtook him and he let his feral puppy side take over as he nuzzled and kissed the two of them back and forth. He'd never been so happy, safe, or wanted. He was not going to let this go, not ever.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Art - Perita24
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The last story was longer so it flowed into this one, though other sites (SF/IB) allow longer submissions so it was already posted there.

This story has Ceylon giving the final inspections to an exhausted Ezra before setting him loose on the world!

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Tools of Self Discovery

\tIt was Rex. The tiger that was out with the ulokar pack earlier. Behind him was the green and black ulokar that he and Ezra had gently fooled around with prior to Valencia showing up. He looked mildly panicked if a bit distracted by the image of Valencia straddling Ezra's hips.

\t“Hey, Val? We have a very mild problem.” He said while the ulokar he brought with him sidled up next to him and rubbed its horns on his side.

\t“What kind of problem and how bad is it. I don't suppose it can wait? I'm kind of busy.” Valencia answered while clenching her loins to tug and twitch around Ezra's member.

\tRex ran his fingers through his hair. “Well it's hard to tell. After you two left and I took care of this lass here, I guess some pheromones flared up and the males of the pack started posturing for dominance and it's been slowly escalating ever since. They haven't begun fighting yet but I think they're going to be soon.”

\tEzra just stared, blank-faced as the e-stim rod in his cock pulsed shocks through his member and into the conductive band around the base of his knot. That was pressure enough, but the gryphon toy was still fully firm and inflated in his pussy, so that was also distracting him. He heard what Rex was saying but didn't really process the meaning.

\tValencia was more attentive and better at multitasking. She kept grinding and tugging at Ezra's knot, her clenching depths squeezing the rod in his urethra while the electricity coursed through her flesh at the same time. “You know how to fix that. Introduce them each a female and let them have their fun. They're trained well enough to share.”

\t“Unfortunately that doesn't look like it will work. The females formed a herd of seven and are in a defensive formation. Not in the mood at all right now. That's just making the males act weird. You wanna scan the herd, see how to help?” Rex patted the ulokar next to him, mildly concerned.

\tThere was a pause between all three of them before Valencia sighed heavily and flipped her head back. She kept a tight grip on Ezra's cock as she leaned into him, sitting as heavily as she could against his lower belly, squeezing his sheath in the process. Her weight, though relatively light, applied pressure down on the inflatable toy in his pussy, nearly pushing it out. “Fine.” she sighed, then grabbed the pump to the gryphon toy and let out all the air. After pulling it out of Ezra, she stood up so that his cock yanked out of her, leaving a trail of slime from her lips to his tip. “Let's go.” She offered Ezra a paw up, which was funny given how much taller he was than her.

\tEzra had a hard time accepting her hand, since the constant buzzing of electricity coursing through his cock flesh was keeping him on the verge of climax. It wasn't until she used her toes to turn the device off and give him relief that he was able to roll to his feet with her aid. Slowly, he tugged the rod out of his cock and removed the conductive band from his knot, allowing his member to slowly retreat into his sheath. “So, did you get enough data, or-”

\t“We'll have to try again some other time. Right now we need to focus on the ulokar pack.” She motioned for Ezra and Rex to follow as she hop-flapped her way out the barn, grabbing a couple potions on the way. A creamy trail of Ezra's mess dribbled out between her legs as she went.

\tOnce they were all outside the barn they all got a good look at what was happening in the ulokar field. The four males were all circling around each other, snapping and growling and showing off their horns. Off to the side, the six remaining females – not including the green and black one Rex brought with him to the barn – were in a defensive position against the fence closest to the ranch house.

\tAll the males were threatening to head-butt each other, lowering their heads, letting their long whiskers whip and snap at the air while their tails slammed the ground and all four of their paws were digging at the ground like they were preparing to charge. Their hackles were up, their scales were flared, and they were all on the verge of fighting.

\tRex was clearly good at his job and knew how to handle the ulokar at the ranch but there were times when he had no choice but to stand back and let them work. They were known to be stubbourn, aggressive, and territorial when triggered and there was nothing he could do once they got like this.

\tEzra wasn't as intimately familiar with the species as they were not too common and only recently gained some popularity in mating videos online so he'd only done a bit of research about them. It was enough to know he was grossly outmatched by their strength and power. There was a reason they were deemed the 'advanced' or 'master' level partners within The Ranch.

\tValencia was not the same, though. Rex was a capable rancher and Ezra was a well-read lover of beasts but Valencia was on a whole other level. She showed no fear as she hopped over the fence and boldly approached all four of the moody males. She was the smallest of the three bipeds so she was presumably the most vulnerable but that was not the case at all. As a psychic she had a distinct advantage over anyone else, especially when dealing with living creatures.

\tShe'd made a point to let Ezra and others know that she didn't care for using her abilities to invade minds or control people or manipulate situations but it did mean that with a bit of focus she could find the solution to virtually any problem. She could conjure the right words on a whim, anticipate any action, and even control others if she wanted. It made her a formidable force in most situations as well as a valuable asset. She put this skill to work to try to tame the four males.

\tAs soon as she approached one of them lashed out at her, snapping his jaws and leaning in to slam her with his horns. She lightly sidestepped like she barely noticed, making the ulokar miss. She then raised her hand to another, putting him in sort of a trance while she focused. This calmed him but triggered the other three. Before any claw swipes or head slams connected, she widened both wings to make a shock-wave of teal burst around all four of them, temporarily stunning them and putting them in a semi-lucid state. The cloud of teal hovered and swirled between all four.

\t“Get your tails in here. Now!” She commanded Ezra and Rex, wing hands still up to maintain the cloud of psychic magic she was using to tame the ulokar drakes.

\tRex didn't hesitate but Ezra held back. “Uh, is that safe?”

\tValencia nodded. “Yeah. Well, it will be. They need to get laid immediately or there's gonna be a fight, just like Rex said.” She shot Rex a look of approval. “Very good job, identifying the problem.”

\tEzra was still hesitant, slowly climbing over the fence. “But the females are all right there!”

\t“Consent is key here, remember? They're not in the mood, but the males are. This means we gotta find an outlet for them immediately or else there's going to be a fight. I'm sure they'd work it out but this is the better alternative.” She grunted a bit, straining to keep all four of the males under control.

\tRex got near to her so she tossed him one of the vials of potion she'd grabbed on the way out of the barn. He downed it immediately and then leaned toward the nearest of the four drakes, pressing his chest to the scaled flank in order to make a connection.

\tThere was a lingering sliver of doubt in the back of Ezra's mind but he knew enough to trust Valencia in this situation. He also knew that she wouldn't have asked him to do something he didn't want to do. Being used and ravaged by a beast was incredibly hot to him in fantasy, even if the reality was a bit scarier than he'd like to admit. He saw Rex take the potion and take action, so he decided to do the same.

\tAfter taking only a few seconds to build up his courage he took the final step over the fence and jogged towards Val and the other three drakes. She tossed him a vial of potion, he downed it, and she smiled proudly at him.

\t“I knew you'd want to help!” She said with a wink and a lick of her lips. “You've always been that kind of person. Now go! Make a connection with the drake of your choice, they'll temporarily bond with you and you can tame them. Part of the potion is that your body will smell like a ulokar female to them, so they'll see you as a viable mate without much in terms of hesitation!”

\t“What about you? There are three of us and four of them!” Ezra asked right as he made contact with the neck and shoulder of the red and orange ulokar drake. “And shouldn't I earn their trust first? Isn't that how bonding is supposed to work?”

\tRex purred gently against the flank of the ulokar he chose, answering for Valencia. “Ideally, of course. Sometimes in the heat of the moment some liquid help is needed.”

\t“Ah.” It felt like a 'lesser of many evils' type of situation to Ezra. He always wanted to see what it was like to get mounted by such a rough and aggressive beast; with the aid of the potions he was going to be able to experience that without danger of harm. And if things worked out, he'd even bond with the beast after! Assuming all went well. Which he was confident they would.

\tHe took some time to enjoy some fur to fur contact with the ulokar as he watched Rex and Valencia make their respective moves. Rex wasted no time whatsoever slipping a hand under the ulokar's belly, stroking the sheath and pulling it back to expose the beast's cock. The ulokar bucked into his hand, spraying a thin and incredibly musky precum all over the grass beneath him. Rex was sure to get to his knees and start nuzzling the sheath, purring to satisfy him all the while. Of course this meant his whiskers and snout got smeared in layers and webs of ulokar precum. A mess he happily licked up.

\tAt the same time, Valencia was enacting a similar stroke, using one of her wing hands to tug the beasts sheath while her other hand remained outstretched to keep the fourth ulokar in a tamed state. This ensured that she could get to work on the third one without distractions. She actually took a vastly different route, though. She used some finger strokes and wing-hand motions to urge the one she was under to roll over onto his side and eventually end up on his back like a playful doggo, paws folded over his chest and cock slowly emerging from his sheath.

\tShe wasn't shy at all. She straddled that ulokar and pressed her pussy up to his emerging cock tip, easily swallowing him up and grinding her way down until the knot popped into her. A bulge formed in her lower belly, one that expanded and retracted within only a few seconds of having the knot swell inside. Ezra didn't really know what this was but he didn't have much time to ponder before the fourth ulokar came over and started sniffing Valencia under the tail, his own member dropping.

\tRex growled and grunted, yowling in pleasure as he positioned himself up against the underside of his ulokar. His tail was flagged high, his spine dipped for the best angle, and his cute little tail hole ready for ulokar cock. Much like Valencia his flesh parted with relative ease as the beast's member slowly expanded into him, the tapered tip popping in followed by the series of ridges along its length.

\tEzra was in a half trance as he watched the other two so bravely handle such massive cocks with ease, idly stroking his own beast's undercarriage the whole time. It wasn't until his ulokar growled and clawed at the ground that he realized he needed to put out or bail. He was not as confident as the other two but he did eventually crouch under the beast, careful to stroke and caress its flank the entire time to ensure that his actions didn't startle him.

\tThough the ulokar were all pretty aggressive in terms of their tendency to assert themselves, he immediately noticed that they were notably more gentle once physical affection was offered to them. Even though Ezra was mildly frightened of what might happen prior to slipping underneath the beast, once he was down there he actually got a bit of warmth and comfort as his back pressed to the ulokar's belly, a warmth that was further sweetened when the creature lowered its head to nuzzle Ezra from between its front legs, the long whiskers caressing him.

\tWas this what it felt like to be a female ulokar? It was definitely something that made him shiver with delight as he felt that drake's cock expanding to probe him under the tail. He reached back to stroke and tug, eagerly helping to guide it to where it needed to be. Not his tail hole but his pussy, the one that had already been stretched out by the gryphon toy.

\tSo when he felt that lightly textured, tapered tip spread his lips and ease its way into him he couldn't help but gasp and move back, wiggling his hips to have his depths swallow every last ridge along the beast's shaft. Even the knot gave little to no resistance despite being bigger around than both of his fists balled up and pressed wrist to wrist. Each ridge lurched into him one at a time followed by the deep, intense sensation of the soft knot popping in to give his lower belly a visible bulge.

\tHe managed to breath heavy a few times as the cock inside him swelled up and grew firm, eventually turning rock hard. The pressure of that knot tugging on his insides was more intense than the inflatable toy by a factor of ten, and the shaft was thicker too so he felt more of the beast's cock features grinding against his silky walls.

\tWhile he was trying to focus on the sensation of the ulokar filling him up, he noticed that Rex had just gotten his own knot in the tail hole, forcing him to let out a roar of delight. However, in response to his roar the Ulokar gradually bent all four legs, forcing Rex down onto the ground with the beast covering him. No hip thrusts, oddly enough. In fact, there was almost no motion between any of the four drakes. How peculiar.

\tYet, as Rex was pressed to the ground, belly smooshed into the grass, the tiger's abdominal wall had a shifting bulge like he was being thrust into.

\tValencia was in a similar position. She was on the third ulokar, who was laying on his back. She was knotted to that beast and the bulge in her belly kept shifting through her entire torso to disappear behind her ribs even as the fourth ulokar stepped over the pair of them, arching his back to press his loins up under her tail. Much like the third drake, the fourth's cock slipped into her with ease, the knot swelling just inside her tail hole while his shaft plunged through her depths.

\tEzra was mixed between the bliss of having such a huge, well-defined cock knotted and tied to him and the confusion of how these creatures were thrusting into the other two without any hip movements. He got his answer mere seconds later as he felt the shaft inside his pussy growing and extending deep within him, stretching to three times its usual length and poking into his womb before pulling back out to be short and thick again.

\tThe knot stayed in place, barely moving while the shaft's ridges extended and its length tripled again. This gave the ulokar's cock the sensation of thrusting without needing the knot to move or get dislodged. By extending and shortening, it was penetrating deep and hitting all the right buttons for Ezra, who was getting a very intimate, first-person lesson in ulokarian anatomy.

\tSuch beasts were simultaneously aggressive and tender, depending on the situation. They were able to slip into their partners with little issue as their cocks started off thin and well tapered. Like a canine's cock. Only to then have the knot swell to tie them in place, followed by the shaft's ridges extending to have the tip plunge in deep and penetrate the cervix. The sensation of being thrust into while his partner was mostly just cuddling with him, slowly forcing him down onto the ground was exactly the sort of compassion he was looking forward to feeling again.

\tBut then, right as he and his ulokar partner ended up cuddling on the ground both laying on their sides, Ezra felt a massive swelling deep inside him as the beast's flare exploded within his womb, locking and plugging his cervix at max depth, preparing him to have the load deposited.

\tIt was mildly uncomfortable – the bulge in his belly was so pronounced he could count the bumps lining the ulokar's flare through his abdominal wall – but it was also insanely hot to simultaneously feel the warmth and comfort of a passive cuddle and the rough, aggressive thrusts of a proper mating at the same time. The pressure of the knot grinding against both his internal buttons and the sloshing swell of erupting ulokar seed within his womb quickly brought him to his own climax.

\tHis own mess burst out over the grass, smearing all over his chest fur as his pussy lips felt the tug of the knot and the bulge in his belly slowly lost definition as his womb inflated.

\t“See? That was fun, wasn't it?” Rex practically sang from under his ulokar. He was stroking it behind his head, purring throughout. “But don't let that get the better of you. Had we not had those potions and Val hadn't have used her psychic abilities to tame them, you could have been ravaged and clawed a lot more. A give and take.”

\tEzra just nodded in between deep breaths as he let out a subtle whimper of delight. He rubbed his own belly to see if he could feel the bulge of the flare inside him. He could, but only barely.

\tValencia was sandwiched in between the third and fourth ulokar, double knotted in both holes. Her torso was visibly rotund, inflated by two massive beast loads of cum. She looked like she was about to say something when the first of the females came over to nuzzle the drake's cheek and the others followed.

\tNow that the drakes were all drained and satisfied, they were no longer in defensive mode and were happy to rejoin the pack, playing and licking and nuzzling the three who helped them out. They really were intelligent and were able to identify that Ezra, Valencia, and Rex were all instrumental in their consent not being violated. As a result they were happy to help all three of them clean up the resulting mess once the drakes pulled out and their cum flowed onto the ground.

\tHe happily laid in the grass, chest down and ass up as the green and black ulokar – who had jumped the fence again to rejoin the pack – tongued him and made sure he was completely clean.

\tAfter that, Rex collected some grooming supplies and the three of them spent much of the afternoon brushing and tending to the entire pack, one after another.

\tSince the drakes were all satisfied and drained of their essence, they were friendly and affectionate in much the same way a pet dog would be to its person. They played, they gave chase, they pounced and pinned and licked, and even exposed their bellies for rubs. It was cute as could be, and it just endeared Ezra to the species even more.

\tSure, they were aggressive and rough, but with the right compassion and preparation it was a mount unlike any other. Which was completely fine by him. He was happy to put in the extra work.

\tPart of him wondered if this would in some way affect his relationships with Afearnia and the others but for the first time in a long time he just shrugged it off and assumed with confidence that it wouldn't be a problem. That the others would not only understand but encourage it.

\tThe moment he thought this to himself, Valencia stopped what she was doing and slowly gave him a nod of approval. She clearly had felt his breakthrough from the other side of the pack and was clearly proud of him.

\tMore importantly, he was proud of himself. He genuinely felt great pride in this feeling of self-satisfaction, knowing he was doing something that made him happy. Knowing he was at peace with that. Knowing he had more friends that saw him for him and encouraged it. The companionship of a ulokar partner was worth the risk and the effort.

\tHe could see himself spending a lot more time at The Ranch.

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\tTime was kind to Ezra but he found himself in a bit of a conundrum once the euphoria of the ulokar situation died down. The lingering pleasure of adequately ravaged loins was nice but it left him quite weak. Quite exhausted. His knees buckled every few steps and he had to stop to get his breath more than he felt was appropriate. He was used to being exhausted after a proper rutting but in the past he was usually the one on top, the one doing all the hard work. This time he was ravaged by that beast and he was even more worn out than usual.

\tIt was actually something that was giving him a bit of extra appreciation towards the women in his life. Being on the bottom was quite a work out! He had to clench his core muscles, flex his legs and joints to keep in the proper position, and alternately clench and relax his loins to ensure his partner got the best mix of snug and relaxed sensations with each thrust. Far more work than he expected.

\tBut this was more than that. This wasn't just a matter of him being weak from having to brace himself for the duration of a session. This was a case of having fragile joints and no breath after even the slightest physical labor. He was a tall canine so he was used to his joints being a bit more easily exhausted than most but this was different.

\tStill, he couldn't help but present himself with a sense of pride as he toured The Ranch. The past weeks with Afearnia and the rest of the group mixed with his time at The Ranch gave him a sense of belonging that he'd wanted for years. These were his people. This was where he needed to be. The comfort of a quad beast was more pure than that of his anthro brethren, yet he couldn't help but feel equally loved by Afearnia, Fidget, Therris, Vvilfred, and every other one of the poly group.

\tLove. Yeah, that was the word for it. He felt loved. Because he was loved. It may not have been that deep, life-altering form of love that bonds people until the day they die but it was still love. A new, developing love but he felt it to be true. He had an affection for Afearnia and the others that he hadn't felt with people before this.

\tMaybe he was just not used to being with people who accepted him for who he was without need for compromise or the need to 'fit in'. So many cultural norms demanded people be stuffed into small, restrictive holes – not the fun kind – and that just felt so insincere. This idea that people had to love one person and only one person and that breaking that rule was immoral for some reason didn't make a lot of sense to him. Sometimes people fell out of love. Some people fell in love easily. Sometimes the love you had for a person fluctuates and that needed to be okay.

\tLoving someone and being in love with them were two subtly different things. Some days he loved his friends, other times he wanted to be away from them. And that needed to be okay. Sometimes he felt intimate passion for a person, and other days he needed to be allowed to not be attracted to them without it hurting anyone's feelings or making anyone feel angry with him. Emotions fluctuate and that can be the same for love. Moreso, there was nothing morally uncouth about loving two or more people. That's why he felt so comfortable with the polycule that he'd been introduced to. It was nice to be able to express himself freely without worrying about hurting anyone or being hurt by jealousy himself.

\tThat mixed with his experiences with the ferals of the ranch made him realize with growing certainty that he was a free spirit. He needed to be free to live as he felt, with people who at the very least understood him or accepted him. And this recurring thought process helped to blast more and more of his insecurities away. Those insecurities were borne of societal pressures that told him he needed to act a certain way and deviation would be met with scorn and judgment. Once those shackles were unbound and he was free, he didn't feel pressured or shamed.

\tAnd that was magical. Above all else it helped him love himself. He wasn't broken, he wasn't nasty or deviant, he just hadn't found his tribe. Now he'd found his tribe and it made him want to be a better person not for others but just because he wanted to be.

\tEzra found himself wanting to work at The Ranch, not for money but just because he enjoyed it. After the ulokar had all been satisfied and things went back to normal he had grabbed a shovel and started cleaning the pastures because he wanted to. He enjoyed the thought of helping to make this place feel homely. Because he wanted to spent time here, it felt less like work and more like self-care.

\tThere was a world of difference between the things he did because he had to and the things he did because he wanted to. In a roundabout way that went for partners and lovers, too. Having to sleep with the same person every night was restrictive if he wanted to sleep with others some nights. Or maybe he wanted to sleep alone. Maybe he wanted to sleep in the stables and cuddle a hippogryph or something. Options were not a bad thing when it meant anyone had the opportunity to enjoy life without fear of being ostracized.

\tThe feral beasts at The Ranch felt no shame. Why should he?

\tAll of these realizations and thoughts went through his head and each time they resurfaced he got a wave of confidence and strength to keep going. To sling another bale of hay or happily cart the wheelbarrow across the field or brush one of the horse manes. He had limitless energy to help out and none of it felt like work. There was something special about that feeling.

\tHowever there were also some drawbacks to his current level of enthusiasm. Every time he finished a chore he found himself having to pause to lean against the barn or take in a breath. And every time he did that a surge of arousal bubbled up within him, making him need to take care of it. There was a tingle in his loins that never went away even though he'd been thoroughly satisfied.

\tMaking matters worse, the more he ignored it the more demanding it got. And the more he tried to take care of it the clearer it was that he was perhaps a bit too tender and sore to capitalize.

\tThe first time he gave in and tried to use his fingers, he found that he was a little too tender to take care of himself. He had to be gentle. Since he was nude while working – The Ranch was clothing optional and it seemed strange to care about modesty – he leaned against the side of the barn and slipped a hand up under his balls while his other stroked his member through his sheath. The barbell in his clitoral fossa – the top part of the spade-shaped vulva – made him extra sensitive so he had to be very gentle. Striking the balance between being effective and being careful was hard but he did it.

\tWith him huffing and heaving, one hand between his thighs and the other squeezing his knot, he found that he was hornier after he climaxed than before. And he was more tender.

\tA problematic combination, to be sure. Satisfying himself was supposed to alleviate the need, not add to it. So once he was done with the first round, he was in an even worse position with loins that were even more sensitive and sore. The best solution he could imagine was to keep working and see if that was able to distract him.

\tThis time he was carrying out a load of meat to the canine sector of The Ranch. All of it in a wheelbarrow. One that forced him to ride over bumpy trails and gravel and grassy knobs of terrain the whole way there. That was certainly a problem because the vibrations passed through the handles of the wheelbarrow, up his arms, and through his body to just barely tease him enough to keep him aroused. Making matters worse, most of the trails made him keep a narrow gait, like he was walking on a tightrope. This meant that his thighs were always squeezed very tight and grinding against his piercing.

\tHe considered stopping to pleasure himself again but didn't want the good boys and girls to miss out on getting a pretty significant load of smoked meat. He persisted.

\tThe Ranch's layout was pretty interesting. The entire property was in the crater of a volcano, with the ridges around the outside tall and steep to hide the happenings within. Well, not an actual volcano, it just looked like that. High cliffs on all sides boxing it in while the ranch itself was on a mostly flat plateau in the middle. It wasn't a bowl shape like other volcano craters. It was massive, though, the size of a small village.

\tThe split-level house that Ilorek and Valencia lived in was in the middle and there were a half dozen different regions going out from the main area, almost like different segments on a dart board. The two closest to the drive way that granted access to the road were the horse pasture and the ulokar field. The horse pasture was mostly open with a few scattered trees and huts for the horses to seek shelter in if they needed it while the other side – the north side straddling the edge of the Vast Emerald Wood – was half covered in trees so the ulokar could live comfortably.

\tNext to the horse pasture was the pair of aeries, which actually had a lot of hidden underground tunnels. These were both for the flying creatures like the gryphons and dragons and anything in between. The back region of The Ranch was a large, open savannah styled area meant for the felines while the remaining area that was probably a full quarter of the property – the feline and ulokar being of equal size while the horse, dragon, and gryphon areas were collectively about a quarter of the land – was the canine region. A rocky series of trails and cliff and forests and ponds.

\tThat's where he was going. The far corner with the canines, where he was meaning to drop off a shipment of food to the den openings where many of the wolves stayed when they weren't out seeking companionship or playing.

\tGetting into the paddock was easy. Wheeling the food over to the spot a full kilometer and a half away over uneven, deliberately natural-feeling trails was hard. Every step made him squirm. Every vibration of the handle of the wheelbarrow made him whimper to himself. But he did it. He persisted.

\tEventually he made his way to the opening of the cave system where the one pack resided. There were dozens of canines, mixed between wild dog types, wolf packs, and random stragglers that came and went freely, all of which got along. As long as there was plenty of food and companionship to go around the different groups were able to coexist comfortably.

\tThe moment Ezra dumped the meat outside of the cave, he heard the sassy chatting of one of the nearby wolves, not unlike a husky but in a deeper tone. Instinctively he got down to a knee and motioned them over, eagerly inviting the wolf over for some pets and cuddles.

\tOf course, that wasn't what happened. The moment the wolf – clearly a larger, stronger one – emerged from the cave, it started side-pacing around Ezra, sizing him up. It was almost like hunting but Ezra knew none of them were like that. No, this wolf clearly was seeking something else.

\tBut Ezra knew he really shouldn't give into that desire. His spade was sore and sensitive. The last thing he needed was some aggressive wolf mounting him. He didn't need it, but that desire kept bubbling up in his loins, so he wanted it.

\tThe correct move was to grab the wheelbarrow and roll it out of there but instead he reached out, hoping the wolf would approach him. His other hand idly slipped between his legs, gingerly touching his piercing to send waves of pleasure through himself.

\tAs expected the wolf bounded forward, ignoring the pile of smoked meat to shoulder tackle Ezra, nearly knocking him over while begging for flank rubs. Ezra happily obliged, giving long pets, butt scritches, ear massages, and even some belly rubs with permission. This only lasted a moment since the wolf immediately caught a whiff of the canine scent of arousal that billowed up from between Ezra's long legs, he buried his snout as close as he could get to the source.

\tThis nearly knocked Ezra over as the wolf jumped up and pawed at him, eagerly trying to sniff and lick him. Ezra did his best to keep the wolf away, to keep him at arm's length to not agitate his desires, but he had very little in the way of will when it came to quadruped companions. His resistance was a mockery of self defense, as he playfully pushed the wolf and redirected him every time the canine got in close. As far as the feral was concerned, this was play and not resistance. Of course.

\tAfter a few imitation attempts to keep the wolf from getting to affectionate, the quadruped reared up and wrapped both front paws around Ezra's raised knee, humping the air just out of reach.

\tAgain, the proper response to this was to stand up and discourage the eager fellow while getting back to his self-imposed chores but he didn't do that. Of course he didn't do that. It mattered not that he was sore and tender, that every touch made it worse. What mattered is that this cute, playful wuff had some need to be taken care of and Ezra's instincts made it clear he was the bitch for the job.

\tNot only did he not stand up or push the wolf away, he rolled over so he was on his knees, tail up and one hand bracing himself. He used the other hand to gently ease the wolf around so he was in the right position. Once he felt those paws around his hips, he got down onto his elbows and started panting excitedly, tail up high over his rump to keep it out of the way and legs spread just far enough to ensure his cheeks and thighs wouldn't obstruct.

\tThe wolf was expertly trained. Experienced. He was also large enough that even Ezra's long thighs weren't enough to make it awkward. The wolf was huge. Larger than all but the biggest dogs.

\tHe braced himself and lowered his head to the ground as the wolf started to wildly buck and slam him from behind. Ezra could feel the beast's tip emerging from the sheath to stab him along the taint, jabbing and grinding in between hip and thigh while he tried to find the right angle. Then, much to his surprise and delight, Ezra flexed a muscle in his pelvic region that expertly hoisted his spade up towards the underside of his tail, making it so that it was at an optimal height and angle while also minimizing the distance between his triangular vulva and tail.

\tIt was perfect and within only a few thrusts and seconds the canine's tip found its mark between his lips. The wolf slammed himself in as hard and as deep as he could go the moment he felt Ezra's flesh swallow his shaft. As expected, it was hard and intense as the wolf arched his back and wrapped his paws even tighter around Ezra's waist, playfully snarling into the ear as he slammed his hips as deep as he could go.

\tEvery motion gave Ezra the sensation of having his depths ravaged. Even before the knot formed, even before he started to swell, even before there was any texture. The deep red of a canine's shaft was slick usually, with little in terms of texture until the veins started to bulge; most of the appeal came from the taste and the pressure of the knot. But with his cookie so swollen and tender it felt like each thrust was tugging on his flesh from within only to slam it back in. And that was before the knot started to swell. Once that grew inside him and began to lock them together he was almost forced into a state of mental unrest as the sensations overrode his lucidity.

\tHe twisted his wrists and hands, rolled his eyes back, let his tongue hang out, and nearly collapsed under the wolf as the pressure built within him. The knot inflated, growing larger and larger until it felt like he was gonna split in two. It didn't hurt but it was so overwhelming to his tender flesh. So much so that the pressure made him leak out the tip of his sheath.

\tEzra's cock actually remained hidden within him, as only one of his sets of genitals were fully functioning at a time. All the blood was pooling in his spade, not coaxing his member from its confines.

\tYet, that didn't seem to be doing its job. To his utter shock, even as he knew the knot was lodged deep within him, it popped right out! Mid-tie! The canine's cock was forced out of him like it wasn't meant to lock them together. He felt the lurch and the tug, the intensity of the pressure shifting, the sensations of the subtle friction, and then heard the schlick sound as his lips struggled to grip him on the way out.

\tThis just left him leaking as the wolf's fully engorged knot bobbed between his hind legs, gooey trails of silky fluid escaping both of them.

\tThe scent of seed once again nearly drove him feral as he scuttled around on all fours to get a taste. He gently cradled the wolf's member and wrapped his fingers around the base of the knot so that the shaft was spurting silky, thin seed all over his forearm. He was sure to lean down and wedge his tongue between the wolf's spitting tip and his wrist so he got to taste all the musky delight he could.

\tHis loins remained tender, sensitive, and a little sore but now his arousal had found a new focus. Now that he was squeezing and tugging the beast's knot, his member could get a bit of attention and support form his loins, allowing the dark mauve tip to emerge and leak some of his own.

\tHowever, right as he was about to take the entirety of that knot in his maw and feel the shaft spurting down his throat, a voice came from behind him atop one of the nearby cliffs. “You have a visitor.” She said.

\tEzra turned with maw agape and tongue still cradling the wolf's cock tip to collect all the seed he could. It was Valencia, perched high and smiling down at him. He reluctantly pulled his tongue into his maw and gulped down what he could, sure to be slow and deliberate so the flavour coated him all the way down to the belly. “Oh?” Was all he could say. He didn't let go of the beast's knot; it was still idly spewing shot after shot onto his wrist where the fluid soaked into the fur of his forearm.

\tIf nothing else the scent would persist. That would be nice.

\tValencia smiled. “Yeah, it's Ceylon. Says she really needs to see you for something.”

\tThat tone changed the mood. “Oh.” Ezra repeated, this time with less curious enthusiasm.

\t“Oh, it's nothing bad! It never is. Even if something was wrong we can help. I don't know the details but she said to come get ya! So I'm here. I'm getting you!”

\t“Thanks!” Ezra said with a grin and a nod. He was still holding the knot under the canine's belly but the wolf was getting bored due to the distraction and was now trying to pull away. He considered keeping a gentle grip with the knot between the beast's hind legs but the combination of being needed elsewhere and the fact he'd never want to do anything he'd see as holding a good boy against his will ensured he let go immediately.  He then smeared the lube that had transferred from the knot to his palm all over his muzzle and licked the rest up. “I  guess my friend is gone, so I'm coming.”

\tComing, indeed. His own cock was still fully formed and trapped in his sheath. The knot was swollen, pressing taught against the furred flesh to form a clear and distinct bulge.

\t“Good stuff! And, uh, thanks for helping out around here. You didn't have to.”

\t“No, but I wanted to!” He said simply and with passion as his member slowly shrunk.

\tShe grinned again and nodded. “Well, you're always welcome here if you wanna lend a hand. We always need a few extra paws and I get the impression that you'd accept your payment in...seed.” She bared a single fang while winking knowingly at him. “Anyway, she said to meet her in the horse barn! I've got some administration to cater to, so I have to go! See ya!”

\tHad he still been the shy type he may have flushed. Instead he just grinned back at her as broadly as he could. “Alright! I'll head in.” He glanced over to see that the wolf had ran off back into the cave, having taken a few mouthfuls of the smoked meat. Disappointing he didn't get to be stuffed with that puppy batter or tied for a while but his flesh was extra tender and part of him was weirdly glad he never got tied fully.

\tOnce Valencia flitted away, he grabbed the wheelbarrow and returned down the path towards the central region of The Ranch.

\tThe trip back was much simpler and quicker. Without a load of meat to weigh down the wheelbarrow, there was very little in terms of resistance and vibrations so it didn't resonate within his loins. Kind of a shame but it made things a bit easier for him getting back.

\tHe put the wheelbarrow where it belonged and made his way to the horse barn. Once he did he slid the door open and revealed an empty barn. No gryphon. No horses. No hippogryphs. Ezra was confused and was about to leave when he heard a voice calling down from the rafters.

\t“Welcome back! Having lots of fun, I hope!” Ceylon greeted.

\tEzra looked up to see the gryphon was perched on one of the beams over a horse stall and she was about the size of a large cat or small dog. Not her usual size which made many of the horses look small. He waved. “Oh! This is a different form for you.”

\tShe fluttered down and landed on one of the nearby stall gates, tail swishing behind her while she daintily balanced on the wood. “Oh, I change forms all the time. Transformation is my thing. Aside from the cost, magic wise, the shifting is always fun. Sometimes I'm even a biped like you!”

\t“I remember! You did your lecture on two legs!”

\t“Oh right! Yes! I forgot about that. I mean, I spend most of my day on two legs for the public-facing image. That version of me has been on vacation since that lecture, actually. As far as anyone knows I'm-” Ceylon paused and laughed. “Okay, that's just me rambling. In this form I can come and go freely without anyone paying me any mind. To most I'm just a wild bird-kitty. Not me.”

\t“Convenient.” Ezra said, then leaned against the nearest stall post. “So what's up? Valencia said something was important?”

\tCeylon walked down the top of the stall door and got close to Ezra. She didn't rub her beak-cheek like a cat would but she did sway her hips seductively. “In a manner of speaking.” She started, then turned around slowly enough that her exposed vulva gave Ezra a show. “I think we're at that stage where you are just about done with the rasterization of your transformation and I believe you may be struggling a bit with that final step.”

\tEzra nodded and gulped. Not out of bashfulness but because being reminded made him think about the tingle in his loins. “You could say that.”

\t“Well, I'd like to give you one final checkup before I send you on your way.” She turned again, this time deliberately winking her clit to drool a single strand of fluid over the side of the barn door.

\t“How so? And why are you teasing me like this?” He reached out to playfully smack upwards at Ceylon's clit. He knew it wouldn't hurt her so he wasn't gentle even if that'd be mean to others.

\tIt just made her wink again, resulting in his palm being splashed with her fluids. “Because I know your arousal is at a peak but based on what Valencia told me about the little conflict earlier you may be unable to do much about it.”

\t“Sounds about right.” Ezra confirmed. “Very soft and tender. Very sloppy and loose but plump? It's hard to explain but I got knotted earlier and even though I thought I was tied, he slipped right out!”

\tCeylon's tail tip pointed down to a nearby bale of hay, one of the rectangular ones. “Yeah, that sucks. Sit. I'll have to take a look and see what touches I can add.”

\tEzra did as he was told and sat on the bale of hay, knees parted since he knew that this was going to involve his pussy. “Like this? What exactly do you have in mind?”

\t“Yeah like that.” Ceylon hopped down and landed on the ground in front of him. She looked up and got onto her haunches, rubbing her front talons together. “I'm just going to take a look to make sure everything's in order and you can be released into the wild without issue.”

\t“What sort of issues would there be?” Ezra asked, gulping. He hadn't thought about that for quite a while. “I'm not going to-”

\tCeylon backhanded Ezra's inner thigh. “Don't be so anxious. I just mean I want to make sure all the parts are working and that you won't get complications or that your bits stop working. Transformation magic is hard enough on my own body, I have to get it exactly right on others or I need to redo the process. It's not a problem, but worst case scenario I just take you inside and try again. I doubt that'll happen but there's a very slim chance it could.” She looked like she was about to lean into him when she stopped. “And don't go letting your brain default to assuming the worst. I got you.” She gave another slap to his other thighs to get him to part his legs.

\tHe whimpered to himself. It wasn't kind of Ceylon to call him out like that but he wanted to be helpful nonetheless. “So what do I have to do?”

\t“Just relax. This will perhaps seem a bit outlandish but I promise it will be fine.” She then scuttled in as close as she could and nuzzled her beak up under his ball sack, nudging it aside to expose his plump vulva.

\tEzra gasped as even the subtle warmth of Ceylon's breath on his lips forced a wave of sensation to course through his body. He flushed a bit in embarrassment while covering his snout and averting his eyes. “Sorry, I-”

\t“Never apologize for enjoying yourself. We've been over this.” Ceylon shot up at him with a warm smile. “Now, you're going to feel a bit of pressure. I assure you it is of no concern.”

\tCeylon didn't give Ezra any time to brace himself before she lowered her head and hoisted up the canine's balls to expose his vulva. She kneaded his inner thighs with her talons to relax him and almost immediately moved inward to press down on the posterior lip of his spade. Since canine vulva had three lips – one on either side and one dividing it from the taint – this meant that Ceylon effectively slipped one of her tiny talons into him and stretched him downward.

\tHe grunted to himself as he felt the pressure within him. He was already sensitive and Ceylon's talons were a bit more coarse than the wolf cock he'd dealt with prior. He considered asking her to be gentle but was interrupted by the sensation of a chilly tingle coursing through his flesh, alleviating the discomfort. He had no problems deciphering that this was some of her magic helping him out. Instead of whimper or whine at the sensation, he tried his best to relax by leaning back against the barn wall.

\t“Ah yes, I see.” Ceylon commented from between his legs as she prodded at his loins. “That's not unexpected. I will have to get a better look, though.”

\t“What is it?” Ezra asked while lightly panting. The more she prodded and examined him the more his arousal built back up in spite of the subtle numbing sensation she was applying to him.

\tShe looked up at him, resting her chin on his ball sack while she continued to gently knead at the posterior wall of his vaginal canal. “Basically nothing. It looks like you just got overzealous. Your discomfort is not because of anything having gone wrong with the transformation but because your expected horn-dog behaviour resulted in you going a little too far.” She made a point to roll her wrist so that the palm was facing up; she balled up a fist and then curled upwards, grinding the knuckle against his anterior wall. Given his hermaphrodite anatomy this felt like the most intense knot-squeeze and tug.

\tHis eyes bulged and he whimpered a bit as his toe claws curled into the hay and straw. He unconsciously grabbed the string of the hay bale he sat on and eased his entire body downward, practically grinding on Ceylon's forearm.

\t“Yeah, that's what I thought.” Ceylon teased with a wink. She did another roll and curl of her wrist to massage his passage again, coaxing another whimper out of him. Given her pet-like size her entire forearm wasn't even as big as the wolf's shaft so it fit easily, his tender walls giving little resistance. “You're going to be fine, but try to stick to external pleasure for a few days while you recover. I know it's hard to not ravage yourself at every opportunity when you're in heat but you have to measure yourself. Indulge in moderation.”

\tEzra idly nodded. “Mmhmm.” Was all he could say as he instinctively gyrated his hips.

\tCeylon raised an eyebrow, noting how easily turned on he was. “Yes, this last heat cycle of your transition period will be the strongest. Like an essay. Start with your second strongest (Argument), make your way through a series of middling ones, then end with your strongest (Argument). You're going to be insatiable for a few days but you're also going to be extra sensitive. And with that ulokar having abused you, you might actually be out of commission unless you want to do real damage.”

\tHe whimpered, ears flopping down. “But-”

\t“No buts.” Ceylon chastized, entire forearm still buried deep beyond his spade. “I didn't give you this gift to ruin it. Well, okay I kind of did. But at least have the good sense to use a potion or something to help out.” While she spoke she kept eye contact and pressed her other hand flat against her forearm, forcing her fingertips into him next to her wrist. His flesh stretched with ease, likely due in part to Ceylon's natural transformation magic getting absorbed into him.

\t“Then can you at least help me out? Fix up the tenderness a bit? I tried to just rub myself on the outside and it still was a little sore. It just made me want to go again, which was why I let the wolf have me.” He was slowly descending, his rump sliding off the bale of hay and gradually lowering towards the barn's floor. “Toss me a potion or something?”

\tCeylon grinned up at him. “No need, I'm just gonna fix ya up real fast here, and when I'm done you should be able to be free and explore your options without worry.” She winked as her tail arched over her back like a scorpion's stinger, the bulbous head hovering between her head and his sheath. Slime eased out between the three pairs of lips onto his belly before all three jaws opened up to reveal the fleshy ridges and cartilaginous teeth inside.

\tIt was not a new or surprising sight to him, he'd seen her tail maw before. But this angle, this lighting, and this proximity allowed him a clear view of all three parts. Each one was identical, looking like the upper maw of a snake with four rows of teeth along fleshy gums. Only, instead of needle-sharp teeth, each of them was lined by what looked like a perfect string of firm, fleshy barbs, not unlike a cat's tongue. He faintly recalled that Ceylon had mentioned that each one of the 'teeth' were extra sensitive when erect, like hundreds of tiny clitorises.

\tHe barely managed to process that thought before the tail's three tips all converged at the end of his sheath, forcing its way into him with ease. The jaws all wedged in between his swelling cock and the flesh that entombed it, pulling his member out with a juicy squelch and wrapping each and every barbed tooth around his length.

\tPerhaps it was Ceylon's magic transferring into him or maybe it was just the excitement of a new sensation but the gentle pokes of the firm-fleshed teeth gripping his member coaxed his knot to full girth almost instantly. He reached out to grab himself but was distracted when Ceylon eased herself forward, nuzzling her beak in the top crook of his pussy. Two paws on the bottom pressing down against his posterior wall and her curved beak nuzzling up inside him beyond his balls and cock.

\t“O-oh! Shouldn't you warn me about that?” He managed to whimper in between huffs.

\tThe tiny gryphon didn't answer. She couldn't with her beak snaking its way into him. She kneaded down with both talons while using her beak to grind against the roof of his canal. This stretched him out, leaving a notable gap between her forearms and chin, something that shocked Ezra. He was not that stretchy, usually – in fact he barely managed to let a knot in him despite that being what his canine anatomy was meant to do – so he couldn't help but stare wide-eyed as the gryphon eased her way in deeper.

\tTo his shock, his pussy offered no resistance as she nuzzled and burrowed into him. The more she pressed and kneaded against his walls, the easier his flesh dilated and stretched to the point he would have been worried had it been anyone else.

\tShe continued to caress him, massaging his pelvic floor in between extensions of her front legs one at a time to prod and loosen up the entrance to his womb. He felt a slight hint of discomfort when that happened but it dissipated quickly as her magic flowed into him and gave him the malleability needed to enjoy it without concern.

\tHer head fully lurched into him at the same time she manages to extend both arms forward, his cookie sliding over her neck and swallowing her past the shoulder. Ezra could see the gryphon head shaped bulge in his lower belly, pressing out right beside his sheath while she burrowed in him. Her tail maw was still wrapped around his cock but he wasn't as focused on that given that she was forcing her way into him. With ease, even.

\tDespite her size, which was about the size of a small dog or large cat, Ceylon was not struggling at all to squirm, knead, and force herself into him. At least not at first. Her beak, arms, and everything to her shoulders passed through his stretched flesh with ease but she reached a block when his lips slid down her back and got stuck at the base of her wings.

\tShe used her hind legs to push, to try to force herself in while folding her wings tight to her back but it didn't work, her limbs just ended up sprawling out against his inner thighs. He tried to help her by pressing them down to her flank but he was worried he was going to hurt her so her stopped.

\tCeylon paused in place, no longer squirming or nuzzling deeper. A few moment later her wing feathers started to melt and fuse into each other, retreating into each other and folding over on top of each other until they curled into nothing along her spine. A few moments later, the bulbous mass that was all that was left of her wing stumps flattened into her back and the rest of her swelled a bit inside him, amplifying the pressure.

\tHe grunted in surprised, the sensation of her body inside his similar to that of a knot but notably more intense. Not as firm, somehow, but much larger. The bulge in his belly pressed out against his sheath, the overwhelming sensation of it dropping him off the side of the bale of hay to land on the ground next to it.

\tShe felt this happening and dug her hind paws into the ground for leverage, sure to allow his weight to help ease her in. As he sat on her, she pushed up, her body passing through his lips all the way to her waist, leaving only her tail and hind legs sticking out of him, idly kicking at the air. Her tail, still arched up over her back, tugged on his length and wrenched it down like he was going rump to rump with someone.

\tAbove all else he was shocked at how easily his depths and abdominal wall stretched to accommodate her. He was by no means a particularly malleable canine, nor was he exceptionally strong so his muscles were neither stretchy nor taut. Yet, in spite of this average build and capability, his belly was stretching and distending and shifting like a condom struggling to hold in a stallion's load.

\tIt was honestly incredibly hot to see Ceylon's form distending him so easily. The mixture of the visual of his lower torso struggling to remain tight around the gryphon's body mixed with the sensations of her limbs, beak, head, and torso all grinding against his walls made his tongue hang out and every finger and toe curl in delight.

\tBut that wasn't it. She wasn't done. With only her feet and tail outside of him, he could feel and practically see the distinctly shaped bulges of her body curling up deep within his womb, tugging the rest of herself inside. She extended a hind paw to his pelvic floor, used that for leverage despite her silken, well-lubed walls, and pushed forward as her haunches and both legs completely disappeared into him with a guttural squelch. This left only her tail poking out of his cookie, still arched and wrenching his cock downward for added pressure.

\tThe image of her entire form curling up in his belly in a fetal position around the outline of his sheath was cute, in a way. The persistent pressure and friction of every subtle shift inside him kept him at the edge of climax without ceasing but even in that moment of near bliss he couldn't resist the urge to pet the gryphon on his lap. In his womb.

\tIt was awkward at first, to want to pet a creature through his distended abdominal wall. It felt so awkward to caress the clearly defined bulges of her while he felt only his own slightly coarse fur. Still, as he stroked her, she shifted and nuzzled up against his touch, simultaneously showing her appeciation while also grinding her features against his wall.

\tThis was when her tail maw finally released its grip on his member and got sucked up into him with the rest of her body. The final squelch and slick sound of his walls closing in its absence was music to his ears and the dull splat of his cock flopping up onto his belly and smearing his fluids onto his distended abdominal wall added some percussion to the mix.

\tRight as his cock landed on his belly, his sheath threatening to swallow it up, Ceylon's shape reacted to it landing on her by swiping at it with what looked like her front paw. The bulge was not fully formed and Ezra could only vaguely guess at where her head was, where her arms were, and what position she was in but based on that it looked like she was reaching out and trying to hug his cock through his abdominal wall.

\tJust the pressure and sensation of her shifting and squirming and playing inside his womb made him whimper and pant, but the tingling started to return to his vulva in the absence of her form passing through his vaginal canal. That need bubbled back up so he reached around his orbs once more to rub his clit again, tugging and caressing the barbell to do his best to tease his clitoral fossa.

\tUnlike before, the added pressure of Ceylon in his womb which emulated a pregnant belly amplified the pleasure he felt along his inner length. This meant that he almost immediately heaved over in delight, a bursting climax erupting from between his legs and forcing every muscle in his body to tense up.

\tHe hadn't really considered it, but he realized right as Ceylon's body shifted inside him that this full-bodied constriction was like a contraction. Instantly he felt her beak prodding at his descending cervix, a gush of his fluids erupting from between his lips to soak the floor of the barn. The orgasmic delight that buzzed throughout his loins kept his attention but he still was acutely aware of the sensation of her feathers and fur gliding in a twisting motion in his depths and descending through his cervix to slide down his birth canal. It just made him rub harder and squeeze tighter as the gryphon-shaped bulge exited his lower torso.

\tThe moment Ceylon's beak breached his spade, it opened wide and gasped in air, chirping and trilling in delight before both her front paws emerged under her chin. She tugged on the posterior lip and pressed her elbows down on his pelvic floor before pulling herself out with one sloppy, messy lurch. Her entire body erupted from his depths with a flood of fluid as she braced herself and stretched her upper body, legs and tail sill inside his distended cookie.

\tEzra shuddered in delight, fingers still on his clit as Ceylon's spine passed over his clit. The gryphon's hips were still inside him like a knot, since they and her hind legs were thicker and wider than Ceylon's belly and lower torso. Then, without any resistance, she pulled one leg out and arched her back to stretch before pulling out the other, Ezra's vulva sloppily stretching and tugging in all directions to accommodate her.

\tShe pulled her second hind leg out of him with a gooey whorl of meaty belch as his gaping chasm closed in her absence. Then, to Ezra's pleased shock, his flesh returned to normal, his belly growing tense and defined, his depths no longer sore or tender.

\tFor the first time in months he felt serene. He wasn't exceptionally horny, he wasn't sore, he wasn't tender, he didn't ache, there was no pressure demanding he alleviate it. He was just relaxed.

\t“What just happened?” He asked after a deep, long exhalation.

\tCeylon licked herself clean as her wings once again regrew, the flesh on her back growing and sprouting flight feathers rather quickly. “I basically did a womb reset of sorts. Kind of like turning you off and then on again. It was just a lot more fun to try it this way than to lay a palm on your belly. Going forward, this should be your final form.” She winked.

\t“Final? What about-”

\t“Yes, yes, you can still transform with potions but they'd be temporary. As for your body, it's fully functional. So you'd best be smart about your sexual adventures. You are in fact fertile and can hold a full litter if your partners is compatible, so play it safe.” She spread her wings, caressed his balls with her tail tip, then leapt with a flap to the rafters. “I'll be in touch but for now this is goodbye. You're finally in your ideal form. Have fun with it. Don't ruin it but...okay, abuse it a bit. You earned it!” With that, she leapt out the front door of the loft and was gone, leaving Ezra in a puddle of his own mess.

\tHe barely had time to piece together what happened when the barn door slid open. It was Rex, the tiger that had helped with the ulokar situation.

\t“Hey, we got another situation if you don't mind helping.”

\t“What?” Ezra moaned. It wasn't that he didn't want to help, he was just so exhausted.

\tRex grinned, revealing one of his canine fangs. He offered a hand to help Ezra up. “Come on.”

\tEzra accepted the help and got to his feet, nearly slipping in the puddle of slime Ceylon had left next to the bale of hay. He was about to make a sarcastic comment about how his work was never done when he emerged through the door and saw Ceylon, Leera, Valencia, Ilorek, Talba, Vaulix, Afearnia, Fidget, Vvilfred, and about a dozen more all around a large buffet table with a sign over top that said 'Welcome to the Eternal Family!'

\tIn unison, every one of them shouted at him. “Happy Unbirthday!” Before afearnia and Fidget ran forward to tackle-hug him to the ground.

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