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Well this is a different idea! Fun little personal story for the best art I have Fidget so far, only I ended up with a story that has an interesting ending!
See, as it stands, this is a satisfying end, climaxes all over and juicy bits with just enough to entice you to be curious what happens next. Problem is, I genuinely don't know which of two endings I want to write because I can't do both (They're both opposites).
So I can't decide between ending it here and calling, it, picking one of the two endings, or writing both endings and giving options! For now, I'll leave it as it is and decide tomorrow if I want either or both epilogues.
For now, Fidget gets stuck at The Ranch during the first snowfall of the season and gets to spend some alone time with Rex and Ocerre the shifting hippogryph!
CW: Vore/Endo, Unbirth, and Bestiality/Zoophilia implications
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Hiding From First Snow
\tFidget yawned and stretched in her bed under the covers. She leaned over to one side and gave Vvilfred a kiss on the top of his long equine snout, then she turned to the other side and did the same next to Therris's horn. It was getting chilly this time of year and she loved that she got to be kept nice and warm by the people she cared about.
\tNeither of her partners wanted to get out of bed yet, so she wiggled out from under the covers between them and then sat on the blanket, stopping them from snuggling. Right then, she caught a glimpse of Wrasir waking in his nest just outside their bedroom's entrance – they didn't have a door, there was no need for privacy – in his nook in the terrace overlooking the front porch. She motioned for him to join them in the bed before she had to get up and go to work.
\tKentanni and Wrasir were tiny little hippogryphs, both about half as tall as Fidget, who was in turn only a meter and a half tall at the tips of her ears! So they didn't share the bed with larger groups since all it would take was one giant stallion like Vvilfred rolling over to break a wing or smother them.
\tBut in the early morning, when Fidget was up, it was safer and more appropriate. So she motioned for him to join with the three of them; had Kentanni been there, she'd have invited her too.
\tWrasir leapt from the perch on the end of his nest and fluttered over to the foot of the bed, where he had to avoid being accidentally hoof-kicked by Vvilfred. The stallion was two and a half meters tall and Fidget liked to joke he was half as wide at the shoulders. It wasn't true, but drafters were huge with big fluffy ankles and wrists, so they always looked massive. Vvilfred was not an exception. Therris was not as tall but still over two meters with his glowing horn. So even though the bed was massive, the two massive studs in it took up a lot of room.
\tBoth of them completely dwarfed Fidget. She was petite but not weak. As a courier, she was physically active a lot and her life without magic meant she had to learn to adapt without it and in her case that meant lots of exercise and strength training. She was plenty durable on her own, and she had potions to accentuate her natural durability. Potions she was hyper sensitive to. So when she had a sip it'd affect her more than a gulp would in anyone else and it'd be more intense and last longer.
\tHer job that morning was to pick up some potions from NoThEn Labs and deliver them to The Ranch for clientele there. The potion was one she was familiar with, a constitution potion. Once ingested, the user would be temporarily nigh indestructible. Well, that wasn't entirely true, but it was essentially accurate. It was usually used for combat artists, athletes, and performers but it was a favourite among sex workers because it meant that smaller bottoms could handle larger or more aggressive tops without fear of getting hurt. It also protected against anatomical discrepancies.
\tAnd when a smaller bottom could be Fidget, a bunny-doe hyrbid, and the larger top could be a stallion like Vvilfred or a dragon hybrid like Therris? Well, not all cocks and cunts were made equal. She was born of races that had tapered, smooth cocks that went in deep and quick, but stallions had those expanding flares and dragons could have anything from ridges to spines to knots and anything in between or any combination of them. She was not naturally built for handling that kind of partner.
\tBut with potions, they all fit so well with minimal effort. Sure, she'd learned to love her partners without potions but it often took some prep work and she like being available all the time. She was part lapine, after all. Yes, that's a 'rabbits fuck a lot' joke.
\tShe was horny all the time, at least on some level. Then the cervine half of her went into heat, so it sometimes got even worse. She was always needy but able to control herself, but some times it was non-negotiable. This morning was not one of those non-negotiable times but she could feel a heat coming on so she was happy to invite Wrasir to the bed for some fun before work.
\tThe tiny hippogryph stud perched on Vvilfred's calf through the covers, feathers blossomed on his chest in pride and excitement. While he stood perched on the stallion's leg, his own stallion member slowly unfurled from his sheath to droop down to his knees. “Morning.” He said to her, wings shifting to maintain balance on his groggy partner.
\t“Come, I'd love to play a bit before work. You got a round in you?” She invited, leaning back to lay her head on the pillow, legs spread and knees resting on Therris and Vvilfred, exposing her plump slit. When she gazed down over her form, she huffed to herself, noting that she was definitely going into a heat. Usually her vulva was prominent but modest. On this morning her peachy pink lips were swollen and puffy, moist all the way from her slit to thighs. She rubbed her clitoral hood between the apex of her lips, the thin and pointed nub bright red against the lighter peach of her vulva, almost like it was poking out from under a blanket of flesh.
\tHe nodded and crawled up the bed towards her between the two larger males, stopping to rub the crest of his beak against her folds, smearing her arousal over himself. He paused to knead her where her thighs met her lips, prying her open a bit to expose her silky inner flesh while he lapped at her clit, tongue prying at the fold of flesh that partially covered it. His cock had completely unfurled beneath him, its rigid length resting on the blanket between her legs.
\t“Quickie, dear.” She cooed at him as she leaned down, cupping his engorged head in the palm of her hand. “I appreciate your dedication but I just want cock.”
\t“Right. Well I can help!” He trilled back at her, then crawled over her so that his member rested on her lower belly, the underside of his shaft dragging past her clit and peeling back the fold of her vulva. He grabbed his length and aimed his head at her opening, easing into her with ease. Her lips were well rounded and plump, guiding him deep into her snug passage.
\tShe loved that he wasted no time, and they had an understanding. He didn't bother with foreplay aside from slipping his finger between her plump lips to rub her clit as he first buried himself to the hilt. This made her smile and bleat at him, hand cradling his cheek to encourage him.
\tDespite him being about half her height, his member was bordering on hyper sized. It wasn't that big naturally, but he and Kentanni – his nearly identical in appearance wife – had a magical resonance that amplified their magic when near each other and they used that to give him a bit more size and her a lot more room. That meant that even though he was petite even compared to her, his member was as long and thick as her forearm!
\tFidget could handle a lot more but the estrus in her lips kept him snug and she felt every thrust, every barely controlled shudder, every throbbing swell of his engorged tip, and every beat of his fluttering avian heart against her. She loved that, which is why she wrapped her legs around his waist to hold him deep inside as his flare inflated deep inside her and he flooded her with hippogryph seed.
\tHe trilled at her, kleeting happily as he collapsed on her belly and chest fur, head nestled between her breasts as his cock softened inside her, pulling out with a plap.
\tShe grabbed his cheeks and forced eye contact. “You know not to make a mess in the bed without cleaning it up.” She commanded, implying exactly what he expected.
\tWrasir was not submissive. At all. But he did love keeping his partners clean and happy, so when she made such a passionate demand, he knew she was right and he was happy to help. He quickly crawled back as his cock folded back into his sheath, lowering his head to her plump slit with wings spread over her calves.
\tHe was more than prepared to collect any mess that leaked out; he already had his tongue prodding her and his beak was wide open. But she wanted more than that.
\tFidget grabbed him by the side of his fluffy neck and shoved his face into her flesh, her vulva guiding him beak first into her. She was firm but kind, forcing his head to slip into her fully, lurching and popping into her canal like a knot. He flailed for only a moment before relaxing, knowing that all was fine. He knew about the durability potion and she often mixed a brew of her own that also made it so he didn't need to worry about breathing when smothered by her flesh.
\tNot only did he not resist, he drew his arms in close to his chest and forced his hands into her next to his neck, aggressively kneading her walls to loosen her up. What little air was sucked in past him made a whorl and squelch symphony as her depths constricted and dilated rhythmically around is head and arms, a satisfying sound for him to hear enveloping him.
\tBeing that deep in her meant he had no choice but to swallow the cum he'd left in her as it cascaded over her inner folds; what didn't make it to his beak soaked into the plumage of his chest.
\tShe loved the sensation of his girth really testing the limits of her depths. The potion was still lingering from the night before when both Vvilfred and Therris double-teamed her, at one point actually holding massive hands inside her like her cervix was a ceremonial bonding ring and they were getting bound once again. True love. But it meant in her case that while she was snug for him at first, she was also pliable enough that when she flattened his wings to his back and both Therris and Vvilfred grabbed Wrasir by his rump cheeks, they were able to force the hippogryph in to Fidget in one powerful thrust. They had only just woken up and had to grab her shoulders for leverage but it worked!
\tWrasir slid through her passage, her flesh smothering him and wrapping fully around his entire torso, wings and all. She felt her lips swallow him past the shoulders, her clit glide down his spine and come to rest at the base of his tail, and her posterior crux distend under his weight. The pressure and friction of him was instantly orgasmic but she felt a peak in her pleasure as he squirmed inside him so that he was laying on his back inside her, beak pressed out against her belly and hands folded up on her chest showing a distinct bulge.
\tFidget huffed and rubbed her clit while gyrating her hips down on him, the sensation of his whole form churning inside her more than enough to keep her at that explosive climax for as long as she kept at it. The sheer size of him compared to her was plenty, but he seemed to know exactly what he was doing and he kept fluttering his fingers in waves right up against the inside of her lower belly where her most sensitive bits were.
\tShe could feel her flesh quivering around him as her walls secreted a copious amount of fluids to keep up with her lubrication needs. She leaked so much around his belly that she noticed a puddle forming in his sheath and soaking his hidden member. She didn't spare a second thought before reaching down and digging into his sheath to see if she could coax another round out of him.
\tHis member swelled in her palm and unfolded from his depths to land heavily on her belly, coming up from where the folds of her slit met his hips and groin so it looked like it was her cock that she was stroking.
\tIn that moment, she had a flash of self-actualization. The feeling of her with a meaty horse cock of her own draped over her belly felt right. Something she'd wanted to experience for years. It wasn't better than the sensation of having her pussy stretched to its limits or the subtle yet sharp pleasure of kneading her clit, but it was a new and exciting paradigm she'd like to explore more.
\tUnfortunately, with such a large penetration bulging her entire lower belly into the shape of Wrasir, she didn't last at long and neither did he. She'd maintained orgasmic pulsations constantly since he was forced into her by Vvilfred and Therris, which was exhausting. So when she managed to coax another spurt out of Wrasir's inflated flare right onto her belly, she was satisfied and willing to collapse.
\tShe breathed heavily with his seed on her chest and her body inside her pussy from the waist up. Every exhalation relaxed her abdomen, detailing the bulge in her belly that looked like his beak pressing out and his hands folded on his chest.
\t“Help me up.” She tried to say to Vvilfred and Therris but struggled thanks to the pressure on her lungs. They got the message and pinned Wrasir to the bed by his legs while grabbing her arms and pulling her off him, a wet and sloppy squelch erupting from her gaping pussy when it slid off Wrasir.
\tHe was left smiling on his back, cock now resting on his own belly as he remained wiggling in delight, eyes closed. His member leaked onto his chest, which Therris happily licked clean.
\tFidget had to adjust a bit as her walls closed in Wrasir's absence, the caught air sputtering through her natural fluids as she sealed back up. Luckily the potion also helped her body return to normal proportions once the invading penetration was gone.
\tShe cradled Wrasir to give him a kiss, unbothered by the fact that he was coated with the slick mess she'd secreted around him. She thanked him for his help, gave Therris and Vvilfred more nuzzles and kisses, then hopped out of bed to start her day properly.
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\tFidget didn't bother cleaning herself of the mess the others had left on and in her. She liked the gentle scent of them perpetually wafting up from her chest fluff and from between her legs. She didn't wear much in terms of clothes while working, only a simple skirt that didn't even go down to her knees and satchel slung over her shoulder that she used to carry potions and gems. Sometimes she wore a tank top or a fluffy vest depending on the weather. This weather was chilly enough that she wore it.
\tHer route on this day was straightforward. She had to go to the NoThEn Labs outlet in Klyneth, then she had three deliveries from there. The first was to the Vore House where she was delivering some gemstones for longer term potion effects. The second was a special ademane fertilizer for The Nectar Squeeze, since they specialized in ademane rich fruits so that potions didn't taste terrible. The third was that delivery to The Ranch, where she'd be delivering three dozen constitution potions for the patrons there so bipeds could handle the roughest quadrupeds.
\tAlmost immediately she wished she had brought a bit more in terms of clothes. It was not just chilly but outright cold. Before she even made it to NoThEn Labs, she was already slightly sluggish. Luckily she had some good cold resilience so she wasn't going to be freezing or losing fingers to the nip in the air but it was definitely colder than she found comfortable.
\tStill, she had a job to do and her primary selling point was that she would deliver any time to any place. She specialized in remote deliveries and working overnight, so this was less than ideal but nowhere near the worst job she'd done.
\tThe route was handled briskly, and she finished her pick-up and first two deliveries quickly without any issue aside from the cold. However, after dropping off the ademane fertilizer at the Nectar Squeeze, the last leg of her route got somewhat complicated.
\tKlyneth weather was pretty mild most of the time. Not a lot of extremes on either end of the spectrum. It got warm in summer but not what most would call hot. It got chilly in winter but not particularly cold. Which was why it was somewhat unexpected when it started to snow. And not just a light snow, but it went from mostly clear blue skies to a blizzard in the time it took her to walk to ten kilometers from her second stop to the third.
\tBy the time she reached The Ranch, she was ankle deep with snow as she hiked up the path next to the road. Still not more than she could handle but even with the chill in the air she didn't expect it.
\tThe Ranch was an interesting place. It was a ranch called The Ranch, where people could pay to experience a more primal need, either out in the wild or in more controlled sessions.
\tIt was built into the verdant crater of a long dormant volcano and surrounded on all sides by raised rock. This mostly sealed off the property from the outside world, because the business was one that some considered unethical. It was a brothel for ferals, which was contentious for obvious consent-based reasons. However, the fact that it was built into the crater of a once-active volcano meant that there was a lot of extra magic in a bubble that seemed to be mostly contained to the confines of the rock walls that mostly enshrouded it.
\tThere was a bit that extended out to the north, where there was a breach in the rocky walls and the Ranch's property extended into the edges of the Vast Emerald Wood.
\tMagic seemed to emerge from the hot springs to fill the crater with a mist that amplified certain types of spells, which was how The Ranch navigated the question of consent with ferals. The establishment was owned by Ilorek and Valencia, the latter of which was a certified psychic able to read minds and speak telepathically. Those were rare but scientifically proven. So as long as she or one of her trainees was on the property, all interactions between clients and the feral worker was monitored to make sure there was no coaxing or forcing, and if the beast rejected them that was the end of the interaction. Simple as that. The magic field emanating from the volcano made this regulation possible.
\tThere were a dozen different sections of The Ranch, not including the field in the middle where Ilorek and Valencia lived and housed much of their equipment. The dozen sections each housed a different species in their own custom-built habitats. The horses got a pasture that was open with lots of room to run, the dragons got a pit with caves and cliffs, the gryphon got an aerie with a high netted roof to fly, the ulokar got a rocky forest, etc. Most of the sections were static and didn't change, but a few were just there to fill space and be options if something exotic came through or changes were needed.
\tShe entered The Ranch's premises through a winding valley that went from the road to the middle section with the hot spring, the house, and the barns with all the equipment.
\tTo her surprise, there was less snow here than there was outside the rim of the volcano. Out there it was up to her ankles, in here it was little more than a light dusting that accented the grasses and plants of the different sections around her. Probably a result of the volcanic activity and magic bubble.
\tAs she walked by the horse pasture that was on the plateau above the entrance valley, she called one of the mares over to see if they wanted any attention. One of them happily trotted over to the fence and flanked it so that Fidget could reach through the slats and rub her belly. She seemed to like it, so Fidget made her way back to the mare's hind end and teased her round rump cheeks where they met the tail base. The mare raised her tail instinctively, exposing her pussy and ass without hesitation. When Fidget slipped her fingers to the meaty mare slit, she was shocked to feel the equine was soaked and soft and tender and loose.
\t“You just get mounted or are you always horny?” She asked, then gave the mare's clit a gentle rub before smearing the fluids onto her muzzle to keep herself smelling it for the foreseeable future.
\tShe gave the mare a parting scratch behind the air and a pat on her snout before departing to head towards the barn in the middle of the field. It was a three story barn, with stables on the ground floor, hay and supplies on the second floor, and a dozen or so motel rooms for guests to spend the night if that was something they were willing to pay.
\tSome of the ferals were nocturnal and more receptive at night.
\tThere was where she'd find someone to sign the papers for the potions. She saw a handful of clients meandering between the pastures and fields, and a few workers observing and managing the landscaping, but nobody she recognized as having authority until she saw a tiger that was literally twice her height. Rex. One of the high ranking people that worked here. He was one of the day managers.
\t“Rex!” She called out, waving as tall as she could. She picked up the pace to skip across the open field towards him.
\tHe saw her and his face lit up with excitement. “Oh! Hey! You must be delivering today!”
\tShe got to him and had to skid to a stop because she was running so fast. The activity warmed her against the chilly air. “Yeah! Got about three dozen of those constitution potions.”
\tHis eyes went wide. “Ah, yeah, they must be taking precautions after that last incident.”
\t“Incident?” Fidget's ears went up. “I heard of no incident.”
\t“Do you ever watch the site?” Rex asked. He was referring to the porn site The Ranch hosted where they posted videos of clients with the feral performers. With permission, of course. Some porn stars would set up shoots with the beasts for their respective pages, some were just clients with an exhibition fetish, and some were trying to break into the performance industry. The Ranch was permitted to post any videos they took to their site, but it was never candid. Always with permission.
\tShe shook her head. “Oh, sometimes but not in the last few weeks. Why?” She said, slowly letting the implications of the question dawn on her.
\tHe winced. “We were doing a shoot with a client who thought he could handle more of a stallion than he could. He was fine but he was hurting and we had to cut the shoot short. Posted the video of the incident as a 'this is what not to do when you're a tiny lizard and not stretchy like a snake' instructional video. Then we ordered a custom set of the potions as a rule for future clients who want to have a go at the bigger or more aggressive beasts.”
\t“You're going to force people to take potions?” The question sounded more forceful than intended. She was just clarifying but it sounded like an accusation.
\t“Never force.” Rex huffed, a deep rumbling purr coming from his chest. “But we're going to insist that first timers without proof of their capacity take a potion with them just in case.”
\tShe nodded. “Ah, yeah that makes more sense. I'd take a potion, but that's because I kind of have to. Body isn't naturally durable. Had to earn this.” She flexed, deliberately tensing up her belly so her abs showed definition. She had quite the athletic build overall, from her toned and strong shoulders to her thick thighs. Her bun-tail wagged happily under her skirt.
\t“Nice. Hey, let's go to the barn, so we can get that paperwork signed.” He motioned.
\t“Yeah, for sure.” She followed him.
\tOnce inside, she noticed the wind outside began to pick up, almost hitting them before they shut the sliding door behind them. She did a mock shiver thinking about it even if she could handle the chill.
\t“Not often we get the white stuff here.” Rex said as they went over the papers and he signed where he needed to for the delivery. “Definitely not gonna be a good day for any reptilians.”
\tFidget nodded. “Yeah, exotherms. Save on the groceries, pay in the heating.” She leaned against a stall wall. Behind her was a hippogryph she was familiar with. Ocerre, a shifter that was somewhere on the spectrums of male to female and bird to horse. Today they seemed to be a perfect half and half of bird and horse, with feathers and claws on a beak on the front but hooves and a horse tail at the back. From this angle she couldn't tell if they were mare or stallion, so they used the gender neutral name of Ocerre. Oceras for mare, Oceris for stallion.
\tOcerre reached over the wall of their stall to reach out and preen Fidget's neck fluff; this was funny because their stall had no door and the beast could have just walked out but chose to stay in the stall and extend their neck.
\tShe rubbed their beak to satisfy the hippogryph while addressing Rex. “On days like today I'm reminded why you guys still hire me when you could get a more traditional delivery service. You're right on a road, there's no need for special deliveries, but I'm not complaining. You pay very well.”
\t“We like your special touch.” He said as he put the final signature on the paperwork.
\t“You just feel special when I touch you.” She said, leaning in close and hovering her hands just to the side of his thighs without touching him. He crotch was just below her face.
\tHe purred and slid the paperwork away on the work bench. “It can be both.” He leaned in to flirt back when a sudden force rocked the whole barn, drawing their attention.
\tIt was just wind and snow, which Rex confirmed when he poked his head out the door. When he looked back at her, he huffed. “Sorry Fidge. I can't let you leave in this weather.”
\t“Hey, I'm done work for the day, I'd like to go home. It's not that bad, I've delivered to remote places in worse.” She protested, feigning indignation when in reality she wasn't bothered by it. Since she was done work and had no deliveries, her afternoon was open.
\t“I'm sure you have but I'd rather not risk it. Doesn't snow here often and people can't drive. I trust you but I don't trust people on the road. Nope, you're not leaving.” He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her in close, forcing her chest to press against his groin. He spoke under his breath. “If you don't wanna stay, say so now.”
\tShe raised both ears tall then let them fall to the back of her head. “Oh no, whatever shall I do all cooped up in this warm barn, protected from the elements with only a tiger and a hippogryph for company!” She crooned, deliberately not saying she wanted to leave. “I am trapped here and look, not only is there no bed, all I see is a pile and bales of hay!”
\tHe stepped into her, nearly knocking her over. “Well I guess you'd better make yourself comfortable.” He insisted, getting a strange and confused look from Ocerre, who still didn't realize they could step out of their stall at any time. It must have been comfortable in there.
\t“What kind of an invitation is that?” She gently teased. “If you want to make the prospect of me spending the afternoon here appealing you need to give me something to hold onto.” As she finished, she grabbed the front of his groin, cradling his balls and clutching his probing cock tip, which was stiffening up right below her face height. “See? Hold onto. Get it?”
\tHe purred and glared at her.
\tThen, before he could comment, she pulled him in close to press her cheek in between his sheath and thigh, then actually picked him up off his feet, swung him around, and laid him down on a bale of hay. Despite being half his height and a fraction his overall size, she packed a lot of strength into that tiny body of hers and had no issues throwing him around.
\tHe grunted as he was slammed down, but he laughed when he realized he was overreacting for dramatic effect. The pile of hay was soft, even though there was a fully wired bale in it. “Wait, this is all wrong, you're not supposed to-”
\tShe hopped up onto the bale of hay between his legs, perched and squatted there. “Excuse me, I think I just dominated you. You speak when I tell you to, or if you have something to say.” She winked and flashed her single fang with a grin, her other fang had chipped off before she learned she could use potions to fix the injury. She leaned over him, hands on his thighs as she brought one up to squeeze his sheath, forcing his red, barbed cock tip out. “See? Much better. Shut up and let me do the work.”
\tRex huffed to himself and folded his arms behind his head. “Okay. You do you, I guess.”
\tShe flicked the underside of his cock, making him flinch, then bent down to wrap her lips around his cock before he could say anything. The barbs were subtle, not like a feral feline, so she had no problem suckling on his tip and bleating at him through her stuffed maw. She made a point to look up at him with her large golden yellow eyes, flutter her eyelashes, then lean down so that she kissed his sheath with her lips while his emerging cock forced its way down her gullet. Then she ran her tongue in half circles between sheath and shaft.
\tThat was fun on its own, but she had more surprised for him. She pressed his thighs out away from her as she stepped down onto the ground next to the bale of hay without taking her lips off his cock. She used her shocking strength to hoist both of his knees up, then caught his feet and made sure they were both on the bale of hay and not on the ground. He didn't seem to understand what she was doing but took her guidance and dug his toe claws into the hay bale to keep his knees up high.
\tShe made sure he was in a stable position, laying on his back with knees up and hands behind his head, before she spat in er hand and smeared it all over his tail hole. He flinched and nearly lowered his knees, but she glared at him not to move, then put her lips back on his shaft and slipped a couple fingers into him.
\tFidget was brisk but efficient. She pumped a couple fingers in at first, dispersing the sput and his own natural fluids inside and out before adding a third, a fourth, and her thumb in quick succession. He was much larger than she was, with his pucker being as big as her palm or maybe even bigger, so her fist sunk into his flesh with very little resistance.
\tInside him, she balled up that fist and clenched as hard as she could, rotating her wrist to find the best place to milk him. The moment she felt his cock swell to its full girth inside her mouth, so big it nearly dislocated her jaw, she spat him out and gagged a bit, wiping her lips clean with the forearm of her free hand. She kept grinding her knuckles against the roof of his guts just under his balls and the base of his sheath, then she started stroking his length until he started to leak.
\t“See? That's more like it.” She cooed to him as a bead of precum forced its way out of his cock tip and dribbled down his shaft. Her tongue was out and ready to lick it up, but instead she slid her hand up his shaft to harvest all the fluid she could, then smeared it up under her skirt on her plump lips.
\tHe actually gulped and squirmed, toes curling into the hay and tail hole clenching around her wrist as she twisted and pumped into him.
\t“Nothing to say?” She joked, leaning over him so that she forced her entire arm in her to the elbow with his balls draped over her forearm. She avoided touching his cock with her chest or upper arm, then slapped the outside of his thigh to clean her fingers clean of the mess she'd collected from his cock and her cunt. “You know, for someone so very protective of me, you're not doing much to convince me I need protecting.”
\tRex's gaze went blank and he stared at her. “Is this supposed to be sexy?”
\tShe shrugged, the motion tugging her arm upward inside him to tease his guts. “I don't really do the dommy thing too often. Figured it might be fun.”
\t“It's a little hot, I guess, it's just not you.” He explained, then writhed in a wave as her knuckles hit the right spot inside him. More precum was milked out of him which she collected and casually smeared with the rest of what she's put between her legs.
\tShe leaned on his thigh, elbow near his knee, casually massaging his depth like she was at work. “How am I not dominant? I'm always in charge!”
\t“Being strong and being dominant aren't the same.” Rex explained, twitching as she nearly pulled out of him then punched back into him with a powerful thrust. He couldn't help but purr at her.
\tFidget slowly tugged her hand out of him, clenching her fist just inside the pucker so his flesh distended a bit and tugged outwards before her hand popped out. His tender hole constricted back into place, a little bit of lube trickling out that she actually leaned down and cleaned with her tongue, taking extra care to play with his rump folds before standing back up and grinning down at him.
\tRex got a wave of motivation. Now that she was no longer invading his tail hole, he got to his feet and swept around to behind her, bending her over the bale of hay, forcing her onto her belly with his cock laid on her rump cheek, the tip at the base of her spine. She was so low, he had to actually bend his knees and crouch just to make sure his member made contact. “Hey, could you hoist up a bit?”
\tShe glanced back at him, smirking. “I thought you were going for dommy to show me up.”
\t“Yeah but the bale is so low and I'm so big and tall!” He joked, grabbing the base of his cock to slap her rump with his length. He reached around her waist and pulled her skirt down over her thick, well toned legs while she peeled out of her satchel and vest; they both threw her stuff in a pile to the side. “So if you could make this a bit easier for me?”
\t“Hah, alright!” She crawled up so that she was on her knees on the bale of hay, face and chest pressed to the barn wall as the snow whipped up outside. “Is this better for you biggest, goodest boy?” Her little stumpy tail wagged excitedly back and forth as she swayed in place, dipping the small of her back to make sure he saw her plump tail hole and thick, wet lips.
\tHe rubbed his chin and grabbed his cock, hand barely able to make its way around his girth. “Huh. That is-” He trailed off, seemingly unable to think of what to say next or how to say it.
\tShe was a bit more bold than he was, so she kept wiggling her stumpy tail and reached back to grab his cock head, pulling him forth and aiming it right between her perfect tail hole and her meaty slit. She made him chose what he wanted to do next.
\tAfter a brief pause, he grabbed her thigh with one hand and aimed his cock with the other, lowering it so that his tip parted her lips as he eased into her.
\tShe threw her head back and smiled broadly, every strand of fur on her chest fluff standing on end, inflating her fluff mane as she felt his rod sink into her. Sure, she had an entire hippogryph in her earlier, but her body had returned to its basic state, so the thick cock of a large tiger twice her size still filled her excellently. She moaned a bit and struggled to not kick him with her hooves as her little tail wildly flicked back and frorth, each motion passing through her flesh to tease him a bit more, too.
\t“Oh, wow, you're so....snug!” He said, surprised. He gripped her thigh tighter and pushed into her until his sheathe kissed her lips, deliberately going slow to savour it.
\tFidget rocked back into him, eager to bounce on his cock. In between each thrust, she spoke one word at a time. “What did you think? That I'd be all loose and sloppy? Tiny little bunny doe?”
\tRex eased back so he could get more full thrusts out of her. As he pumped back into her and she twisted to look back at him, a little bulge formed in her belly that he could see, which encouraged him to go a little bit harder and a little bit deeper. He didn't answer his question, he just kept plapping into her, giving her vulva sheath kisses every time that made little trails of fluids between them.
\tShe turned to glance back at him, grinning broadly. As he was getting more and more into his bucks, she clenched as best she could so that her plump cervine lips gripped his shaft every time he pulled out of her and squeezed snug any time he pushed back in. She loved how that made her feel, for a girth so big to actually tug on her vulva so that it looked and felt like she was being knotted or some insanely ridged creature's cock didn't want to let her go. It was just the right amount of friction.
\tWhich was why she found herself clacking her hooves in delight as an orgasm rocked her. She bleated and muttered and grunted to herself as his cock coursed through her and warmed her from her core outward. Her passage constricted around him, squeezing so hard it nearly forced him out and would have had he not grabbed her thigh even tighter for grip to force himself in deep.
\tIt was clear he was right on the verge of his own climax, having just given her release, but when she looked back to urge him forward, she just about burst into laughter but stopped herself. Rex was hovering over top of her, eyes clenched closed as he focused on finishing. That was cute and she didn't want to distract him, but right behind him, Fidget could see that Ocerre had stepped out of their stall and were hovering over Rex's right shoulder.
\tRight as Rex looked like his thrusts were about to get erratic upon completion, Ocerre reached out and nuzzled him in the cheek from behind.
\t“ABUAH!” Rex yelped and flailed, completely taken out of the moment. He jerked his whole body, yanking his cock out of Fidget with an audible plap as he spun around and nearly back-fisted the massive hippogryph behind him. His chest heaved and he growled to himself as he stopped himself from enacting violence on this ambush predator. “Ocerre! What are you doing?” He didn't yell but is tone made it clear he wanted to.
\tOcerre seemed unphased by his outburst. The massive hippogryph was indeed a predator and not flighty prey. They just nuzzled Rex again, pointing beak towards Fidget's exposed cunt like they were urging Rex to continue.
\t“No, you ruined that, ya big doofus!” Rex chastised the beast, playfully.
\tOcerre raised their head high and shook off their feather mane. Indigniant.
\t“Oh don't start with that. You know what? Come here.” He said with fake force. “You owe me an orgasm.” He motioned for Ocerre to stand next to Fidget by the bale and pile of hay.
\tFidget rolled over onto her back, legs spread to make sure Rex saw the plumpness of her pussy and she even fingered herself and spread her lips to show the contrast of peachy pink on the outside and needy cherry red on the inside. “I'm right here, kitty. Nobody's making you not finish with me.”
\tRex hardly paid her any attention. He just reached over to find a stool from nearby next to Ocerre's stall. “No, this mare here stole an orgasm for me, she's gonna give it back.”
\t“Is that really necessary?”
\tHe huffed and got up onto the stool, then realized he was nowhere near tall enough to reach Oceras's pussy, which was so high it was still around his chest. He then swept the stool back in place with his foot, and motioned to the mare with a command. “Lay down.” He said to Oceras, then to Fidget, “Not necessary but why have just you when I can have both? Besides, Oceras knows she can tell me off any time. If she's not horny she just walks away. If she interrupted me, she probably wanted attention so I'm going to give it to her.”
\tShe narrowed her gaze. “You know how strange all that sounds, right?” She rolled off the bale of hay and kicked behind her idly as her tail flickered and a wave of orgasmic aftershocks made her flesh twitch. “But I guess if you got that consent thing, who am I to second guess?”
\tRex actually laid down next to Oceras as she flopped down in the hay between where Fidget had been mounted and her own stall. He nuzzled up under the beast's wings and massaged rump cheeks near her tail pinions. The mare naturally shifted so that her body was upright and her tail was flagged, legs wide to expose her massive pussy to Rex. “See? She's practically begging me. She knows I'll take care of her, she probably wanted a piece of me since she got a little jealous of you.” He then cradled her rump cheek from his place belly down on her, prying at her plump mare lips.
\tOceras threw her head back as her clit winked and Fidget could have swore the beast's gaping beak was a broad, smug grin.
\t“Yeah, you're a good girl, aren't you? But you are strangely silent when you want to be so you can sneak up on people and startle them. If I did that to you, you'd kick me, wouldn't you? Yes you would, you'd kick me clear across the barn, wouldn't you? And I'd deserve it, too! But no, you startle me and I can't ask for a bit of pussy?” He was cooing and purring into her, rubbing her under the tail to tease her ass and pussy back and forth.
\tFidget stepped up behind the pair of them to watch, shocked at a few things. First, the hippogryph mare's rump from tail hole to clit was pristinely clean. Clearly they washed their beasts frequently; either that or Oceras was naturally very clean. Second, the mare's pussy slit was gargantuan compared to her! If she placed her palm on the beast's butt pucker, Fidget's elbow wouldn't even make it to her clit! And the clit, every time it winked, looked like it was as big as both the hybrid's hands!
\t“Skies above she's huge!” Fidget marvelled.
\t“I mean, yeah, head and shoulders taller than other horses. What gave you the first clue?” He kept stroking her, sliding his fingers up and down Oceras's pussy slit, rubbing the clit in waves before dragging back up and prying her open for brief gapes before releasing and having her depths close with guttural plaps. She was so horny that her passage was open and eager to accept all.
\tAfter a moment tryign to calculate in her head, Fidget knelt behind them; when crouched she was only as tall as Oceras to the small of her back while Oceras was laying on her belly with hind legs splayed out. She leaned in close to get a better look at the beasts folds. “I could literally crawl into her! Dilate her a bit and I could dive right in. No magic or potions required.”
\t“Yep, done that.” Rex said. “But I'm bigger than you are. I did need a bit of liquid assistance.” He motioned that he drank a potion. “You wanna give it a try?”
\tFidget almost blurted out an enthusiastic yes, but stopped and balled up her fist in hesitation. “Uh, yes but no. I've done the womb diving thing before but never with, you know, a feral.”
\tRex shifted off Oceras's flank so that he was on his knees behind her, head resting on her one rump cheek. “That's fine, I think I want her for myself today anyway.” He stood up behind the hippogryph mare, then tapped her on the rump. “Butt up.” He said to her.
\tShe scuttled with her hind legs to raise her rump just off the ground so that that Fidget-sized pair of pussy lips was right at his midsection, then winked and spewed mess down Rex's inner thighs.
\t“Good girl!” The tiger praised, then started stroking his cock to get himself hard again. He bent down to bite down at the base of the hippogryph's tail, then took in a deep breath through his nose to not only sample her scent but practically taste the equine sweetness that billowed up from her raised tail. “Ah yes, that's the best. Come.” He motioned for Fidget to join him.
\tOf course she wasn't going to suddenly lose all her boldness now that Oceras was involved, so she leaned in and pressed her snout up under the mare's tail, tongue tentatively out as she considered tasting her. She was about to touch her tongue to winking mare clit when Rex playfully palmed the back of her head and forced her face first into mare muff at the same time the mare winked and spewed copious volumes of silky mess into her mouth and down her chest and chin.
\tNaturally, her first instinct was to gag and pull away, but the flavour and scent invaded her every sense and she felt almost immediately lost to the lust she felt for this beast. Pheromones were powerful, and apparently a hybrid like a hippogryph worked on Fidget because she felt her own loins get hyper sensitive like she was just flash-forced into her own estrus.
\t“Yeah, right? It's intoxicating, isn't it?” Rex gloated, still stroking his cock.
\tShe nodded slowly. “And you get t his every day?”
\t“Have you not been with a mare before?” He leaned forward to use his hands on Oceras's lips.
\t“I have. I've been with Oceras before a long time ago but it wasn't like this!” She felt drawn to those pillowy folds and the juicy clit and the depths of the massive hippogryph. She couldn't help but reach out, mouth open and tongue ready to taste again.
\tRex stopped her, though. “Ah, well maybe you don't wanna do that. If she's got this sort of hold over you it usually means she's on the verge of a cycle transformation. You don't wanna be inside her when that happens, you'll end up being used to impregnate some other mare when she's a stallion in rut.” He paused and rubbed his chin. “Or maybe you do want that. I'd like to see that.”
\t“Wait, what?” She was only half paying attention, she just wanted to bury her face in plump mare pussy. She wanted to feel those folds pass over her face and body like hers had done to Wrasir that morning. She wanted to feel mare flesh swallow and envelop her. She wanted to float in equine womb, where she'd stay until Oceras became Oceris and deposited her in someone else.
\t“Stop that.” Rex grabbed her to stop her from falling face first in the mare. “Trust me, wait until you've got your wits about you.”
\tThat was when her mind seemed to pick up on what was happening. She shook herself out of the funk. “Right, potions.” She said, muttering to herself. When she saw Rex was confused, she explained. “I'm sensitive to potions, if she's got that transformation magic in her and she's putting out estrus pheromones, it's probably affecting me like a potion would. So yeah, I really shouldn't.”
\tHe nodded and growled to himself. “I'll save you. Take one in your stead. I'll please her on your behalf.” He joked, then patted Oceras on the haunches and then aimed his cock tip to where her folds met rump pucker, easing into the hippogryph mare with ease. His facial expression melted into pure bliss as the hairs on the back of his neck stood up and he arched his back over her hindquarters, both hands on her hips for grip and leverage as he bucked with the intensity of a stallion.
\tFidget got to watch this, idly catching glimpses of the tiger's cock disappearing into those massive mare folds in between each thrust. The sound of plaps and squelches escaped between them, and she couldn't help but want to join in. And even though his cock looked massive compared to her, the sheer size of Oceras made his cock look quaint by comparison! Her vulva was so long and thick!
\tSo as Rex was taking his orgasm from Oceras, Fidget sidled up behind him and reached into that massive pussy between his legs, her hand disappearing between the folds to join his thrusting cock. She was crouched a bit so he didn't hit her when he bucked into the hippogryph mare but his inner thighs did brush her antlers and the tops of her ears, so she tried he best to minimize. He seemed to hardly notice her, and if he did he wasn't reacting to her.
\tDespite her being beneath him, hand extended to join his cock in the mare's roomy passage, Rex didn't slow down or change his pace. He needed that orgasm, clearly, so he kept ravaging the beast's pussy with all the vigour he could muster. The tiger's member kept pumping through the velvety lips to pass through the silken passage inside, the underside of his shaft rubbing Fidget's forearm to end up cradled in her palm at the depths of each thrust.
\tRex and Fidget double-teamed that mare's single hole, cock and fist both pumping and twisting seemingly in unison until Rex found himself on the cusp of climax once more. He paused to glance around and make sure there would be no further surprises before increasing his pace and slamming his hip's to the beast's.
\tThe slick inside walls of Oceras's pussy were smooth and perfectly textured for both of them, creating the perfect flesh to flesh friction on each and every one of Rex's thrusts. While the mare's pussy was huge, it was still snug, as Oceras was clenching tight around both of them.
\tSo when Rex bucked one last time and let out a roar to the barn, hips pressed to Oceras's, Fidget leaned in and pressed her lips to his tail hole and buried her arm as deep as it would go between the beast's fleshy folds. She squeezed and stroked Rex's cock inside, stimulating him further while he squirted shot after shot into her equine depths. Two loads worth since he'd been pent up from mounting Fidget on the bale of hay.
\tEventually, once he was spent, he slowly pulled out, his cock dragging up her forearm to soak her fur in his seed and the silky mess that pooled inside Oceras. When he stepped over and away from Fidget, this left her elbow deep in mare pussy as Oceras lowered once again to be flat on her belly.
\tAnd in that moment, an infinite fountain of possibilities came to fidget. The most prominent one was that, as she eased forward on her knees, she realized that there was so much more room in this monster cunt. She had only one arm inside Oceras, but she could feel the walls around her loosening, practically dilating away from her to suck on her limb; she could fit so much more. In fact, as she rotated and pressed out in all directions, she was certain she could crawl right in without potions.
\tThe hippogryph mare was legitimately so large that Fidget's tiny body would fit in that womb with ease. Skies above, Rex could almost fit in this beast if he lubed up first. The thought of this made Fidget melt and actually make a move towards plunging her second arm and face between those juicy, velvety pillows.
\tOnly when Rex pulled her away, yanking her arm out of the mare with a plap, did she once again regain her senses. “Th-thanks! Wow! That is powerful I was literally about to crawl into her!”
\tRex seemed conflicted. “Okay, I'd love to see that, I really would, but if what you say is true then it's not only unethical but against Ranch policy to let you make decisions for yourself and a feral while under any influence. Informed consent is enforced as best it can be.” He nodded with authority.
\t“But then who gives Oceras an orgasm? You gave me one, She gave you one, and now it's her turn. I didn't feel orgasmic quakes in her, did you?” Fidget was not an equine or avian biologist but she knew orgasms well, and Oceras had been left just short of climax.
\t“I should help her out with that, then. If you do, you'll get lost again. And I don't even know if she's in the midst of a transformation or not. By tonight she might be a stallion again.” He stepped away to open the sliding door just a sliver as the squall tried to force its way into the barn. “And you're stuck here until this stops so I guess we gotta figure out what we're doing with each other and her!”
\tFidget nodded and smeared the fluids from Oceras's depths all over her snout, basking in the scent. She didn't know what was going to happen but she did know that if Rex and Oceras were involved both would be fun options for her. Even if she was slightly worried that the mare's pheromones were having a mind-altering effect on her. That did concern her in the back of her mind but at the time she just wanted to smother every bit of herself in mare flesh and juices.
\tEither way, they were gonna see what happened with Oceras before deciding what to do next.