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Part 1 - https://www.furaffinity.net/view/63529379/
Part 2 -
In this story, Rex enjoys a pretty basic day on The Ranch, a Beasty Brothel (Affectionately known as a Heavy Petting Zoo) when he gets to introduce a prospective volunteer to the feral pleasures offered.
Very Anthro/Feral coded, this part is mostly setup with some briskly spicy scenes.
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Ranch Hand Duties
\tRex laid splayed out in his bed, limbs tangled in sheets and drool seeping out from the crook of his maw onto the pillow. No cocks crowed to wake him, no bells rang to yank him from slumber, and no alarms sounded to start his day. No, he gently emerged from his dreams and immediately found himself alert enough to get to work thanks to the subtly sweet scent of hay and horses and other beasts that permeated his quarters. He shot from his bed and got to his feet, stretching eagerly, ready to work.
\tHis last job would never have given him this sort of enthusiasm. That job was a soul crushing experience, draining all the life from him. The tiger was just doing it for money and he had no passion for any part of it. Just some coin for his time. Nothing more. This job was different. This job awoke something in him that made him quit that old job before he was even getting paid. He quit his old job for a volunteer position at The Ranch as a stable hand and he didn't worry one bit about it.
\tMost would admit that quitting a paying job to volunteer at a ranch would be an irresponsible, stupid thing to do. And most of the time that would be entirely correct. But in this case, the volunteer position came with a package of bonuses that made it appealing to anyone who had the time and dedication to do the work and passed the test of intent. Rex had both of those things in abundance.
\tThe Ranch, run by the husband and wife duo of Ilorek and Valencia, wasn't just any ranch that had horses and cows and sheep and the like; there was so much more to it that brought people like Rex to visit. No, it wasn't 'a' ranch, it was 'The Ranch'. Title and all. Because while it did have horses and other beasts housed in the various pastures and paddocks, their purpose was more carnal than any farm and more sensual than any other ranch.
\tIt was known as a beast brothel. Where people could come from far and wide to indulge the wildest fantasies they could imagine with ferals of all shapes and sizes. Obviously there are issues with consent with non-speaking creatures, which is where the 'test of intent' comes into play.
\tValencia, the canine-bat that was one of the owners and operators of The Ranch, was a certified psychic. Having mastered the ability to speak telepathically, read emotions and minds if she needed to, and even interpret the will and thoughts of feral beasts, she chose to use that skill to fill a niche among people who wanted to enjoy something more carnal and wild but were too meek to act on it. At The Ranch, guests could explore what it was like to be with a beast without worries of consent.
\tAll visitors, both workers and clients, would be interviewed by Valencia or one of her apprentices to ensure pure desires and no malice. At the same time, there was a magic ward that could detect if any of the beasty ferals were in non-consenting exchanges or were forced into things they didn't desire. It helped that most of the talent – the ferals that populated the various regions of The Ranch – were often large and dominant and not likely to be forced into anything against their will.
\tThis ensured that consent was never an issue on the grounds, but it didn't guarantee safety since they housed everything from canines to dragons and every compatible beast in between. There were potions for that. Not everyone could handle the barbs of a feline or the ridges of a dragon or the knots of the canines. One could get hurt if they weren't prepared. If the unique anatomy wasn't a problem, the sheer size of some of the potential partners could be. A fully aroused stallion was used to a similarly sized mare, not some petite twink with bigger eyes than guts.
\tWhen Rex started volunteering for the position as one of the stable hands, the benefits were pretty basic. He was permitted to stay in one of the rooms above the hay loft and had free roam of the property in exchange for his time and effort keeping the place running, be it cleaning stalls or feeding the feral talent or helping guests with preparing for fun in the paddocks and pastures.
\tIt was volunteer at first to test his resolve. Sure, he was given lodgings and access to food that all employees were granted access to at all times, but that didn't do much to pay other bills or cover life expenses beyond the clifftop ridges that surrounded the premises.
\tRex occasionally mused about how much that sounded like a cult but the thoughts passed when he remembered it was all done as a test to make sure that only the most dedicated employees got hired. Valencia had the ability to read Rex's mind, so she knew that he had passion for his job, but she needed to test him as a volunteer for a month before offering him an actual paid position. It was a risk that he was willing to take and it paid off.
\tNow, he got paid handsomely on top of having a job he loved and having free food and housing. For him, and anyone else who stuck with it for that first month, it was worth it.
\tThe best part was that for all intents and purposes this was his home now. Living on a ranch where he got to play with partners of all shapes and sizes while leaving the grounds was optional. If he wanted, he could just stay living in his quarters above the hay loft of the barn, clean stalls and occasionally work as a feral fluffer for the explicit videos they produced.
\tThat's actually where The Ranch got most of their money. Sure, it was a hotspot for kinky sex tourism, but not everyone could travel to the location north of Klyneth in the crater of a dormant volcano just to get mounted by a horse. So they also produced porn videos and had a website. Just like the paying guests and clients, the actors and actresses needed to be interviewed by Valencia before signing any forms but once they had that consent and confirmed positive intent, anyone was free to make videos under the banner of The Ranch as long as it was allowed on the website.
\tIt led to a boom in that sort of content, but The Ranch was one of the only produced of feral porn due to their unique psychic connections and wards. Such a thing wasn't really possible other places because a lot of it relied on the underground chamber of ademane that rested underneath the crater of the dormant volcano that housed The Ranch. That amplified magic auras and fields, making such a widespread spell meant to detect emotion and desire able to remain perpetual.
\tSo now The Ranch was the single largest source of that sort of porn, which meant it was as much a studio as it was a ranch or a safari for horny sex tourists. And Rex got to be involved in every step of that production from the tending to the beasts to the daily maintenance of the facilities, to the hands on (And sometimes hands-in) production of the videos.
\tThe best part was that he not only didn't have to pay to do any of it but got paid. Handsomely.
\tHe was living his best life and he knew it. Sure, it was messy and it was a lot of hard work but it was worth it. In his mind, the freedom and liberation that came with just not having to worry about food or lodging while also getting to explore his wild side was worth the work even before the pay.
\tAnd now he'd been doing it so long he was the senior worker on the entire ranch outside of both Ilorek and Valencia. He had authority, he had respect, and he had happiness. It was all he could ask for.
\tAfter doing his morning stretches, he got some leftover steak from the fridge and tossed it on a grill to quickly cook it with an egg on top before work. This was one of the benefits that he got to enjoy working The Ranch; free food within reason. Ilorek did nightly barbecues for any workers and guests that were staying overnight or had late shoots, and there was always spare meat and plenty of additional bits for anyone to eat at will. The money from the porn they produced kept them wealthy.
\t Right as Rex was about done grilling the steak to reheat it, he noticed a notification lighting up his phone screen. Even from half way across the room he could see it was a message from Ilorek.
\tHe slid the steak from the grill and onto a plate then grated some cheese on top and made a pattern of sauce on top. With that all on a board for his lap and both fork and knife, he sat on the chair next to his bed and picked up his phone to read the text.
\tIlorek had sent him a self-picture with himself and a cute little canine with peachy brown fur and spots. It came accompanied with a message saying, “He passed the Val test! So he'll be back later today to do a tour of the grounds if you wanna show him around.”
\tNothing else. No name. No explanation. That was normal for Ilorek. The hippogryph was a good guy and a great boss but his mind was often scattershot. He just sort of said things and figured Rex could keep up. Luckily, Rex had come to learn his mannerisms well and had no problem knowing what this meant. A new volunteer who was probably getting in over his head.
\tEyes bigger than his holes, as Rex and the other workers liked to joke about the cute ones. It was almost never true. The stereotypes about most bottoms being size queens was based in fact. Especially when concerning the most delicious meat of horse cock or dragon dick or gryphon shaft.
\tHis quarters weren't particularly large. Since he was in one of sixteen rooms in the barn above the hay loft, he really only got the basics. This included one single room that had a place to sleep, some room for entertainment, and a kitchen, as well as a second smaller room with bathroom amenities. That was it. A bachelor apartment in a barn with a few large windows overlooking a horse pasture. It really didn't get much better than that. He got to wake up to the smell of a farm permeating his room then got to get up and stand naked overlooking fields and forests filled with feral fuck partners.
\tRex took time eating his steak before replying to the message. It was early, barely past dawn, so he didn't actually have to start work any time soon. He got up and got to work because he wanted to and because doing so kept his evenings free for any kind of fun he could indulge, be it with guests or friends or helping with making videos. The porn actors usually worked evenings or nights.
\t“Sure. I've got you covered.” He responded once his plate was back in the sink. “What time?”
\tA response came back almost immediately. “Not sure, expected some time before dinner.”
\tThat gave Rex a lot of time to enjoy his day before he would be expected to take on the new guy. This cute little canine was either in well over his head or he was a ravenous little puppy. There was no in-between, Rex had found in time.
\tHe wore only a simple pair of shorts with big pockets on the thighs – good for housing treats and tools – and a button-up shirt that had more pockets down the chest. He didn't need to wear clothes, as they were fully optional at The Ranch and most clients and visitors preferred the primal, natural feel of nudity that was permitted but he had work to do and it was important to have those pockets.
\tIf he wasn't working, he'd be nothing but fur and flesh to the world.
\tThe tiger slipped out from his quarters, emerging into a hall that ran the length of the barn. He didn't bother locking the door. Everything in the hallway was monitored and Valencia's tests of intent ensured that there were no potential thieves or crooks allowed on site. It was a good thing that psychics were so rare even around these parts because while they had utility in a place like The Ranch, it was kind of terrifying to think one was unable to have their own private thoughts.
\tLuckily Rex's thoughts were the kind that got him the best job he could imagine.
\tDown the stairs he leapt, landing on the ground floor of the barn, which was lined by about two dozen stalls with an admin room for paperwork at one end and another filled with filming equipment on the other. There were only a few horses in the stalls today, with a single gryphon nesting nearby and a couple dragons in another. The gryphon was a hen, which got the nearby stallion excited. Horses loved gryphons and gryphons loved horses. Sometimes too much. Some gryphons ate horses. Other gryphons just liked to eat horses out. Luckily all the beasts at The Ranch were compatible. Mostly.
\tOn The Ranch, no creatures were coupled up if it couldn't be trusted. Psychic magic wins again.
\tRex joked a lot about how convenient yet terrifying the psychic abilities were that made all of this possible, but in reality he didn't truly know just how much effort it was to maintain the fields within the crater while also doing administrative work and mental-scanning everyone who came and went. That type of magic was incredibly rare for a reason.
\tAll he knew was that he appreciated it and had come to trust Ilorek and Valencia. Whatever they were doing worked flawlessly. No incidents as long as he'd worked there. The worst thing that happened with any sort of regularity was one of those twinks with bigger eyes than holes thinking they could present to a territorial ulokar – the dragon wolf hybrids – without potions or preparation. That often ended in pain.
\tTo be fair, it was pain they enjoyed and welcomed. But it was still pain and damage that needed potions to fix. Many guests factored that in and Ilorek was sure to factor that sort of insurance into the price of admission. It was considered and expected. For some it was the point. But no matter the circumstances it was something that was on everyone's mind.
\tRex interlaced his hands, raised both paws above his head, and stretched while leaning from side to side to loosen up his back and shoulders. Nearby, one of the stallions took note and nickered towards the tiger, leaning his head out and extending his neck to get close. Rex reached into the pocket of his shorts and offered a single sugar cube to the horse, palm up. The horse lipped his hand and chomped down on the treat as Rex stroked him between the ears and down his snout. “Good boy. Do you have someone coming to service you today?” He leaned over to glance and see of the stallion had dropped.
\t“Yeah he's got a date with a lovely lady tonight.” A voice called to him from the equopment room. He recognized the voice as Arnika, a white canine that filmed many videos on the ranch. She must have been preparing for a shoot that evening. “So don't you dare waste that seed of his.”
\tHe gave the affectionate stallion a pat and left to poke his head into the equipment room where he saw Arnika rifling through some hard drives next to the command centre. “I didn't know you were going to be doing any videos today. Nobody told me.”
\t“I'm actually not. Not this time. A friend wants to try it out and I said I'd guide her. I'm actually directing.” The white-furred fox explained, still sorting through the hard drives. She pulled out a card, then put it back. “I want to show her one of my behind the scenes videos so she can watch it and prep.”
\t“Makes sense.” Rex agreed. “Any potions involved?” He knew that females often needed a bit more help taking the large males. It wasn't that they weren't capable or willing or eager, but that vaginas had relatively limited depth without help compared to rumps. A stallion thrusting into a cunt had a lot less room to move than a tail hole.
\tArnika nodded, tail wagging behind the back of the chair as she smiled and triumphantly held a disc up. “Yes! This is the one.” She zipped up the disc bag and turned to Rex. “Yeah, got a special order that should be here around noon. You wanna help out?”
\tRex sighed and shook his head. “Can't today. I'm helping a prospective pup out tonight. If I finish up with him before you get to filming I'd be happy to lend a paw but I'm not sure if that'll work.”
\t“Fair enough. I always appreciate your help. Good to have a firm hand on the camera.” She winked seductively and sauntered past him, hips swaying and tail grazing his hip. “See ya later either way! The sooner the better.”
\tHe huffed to himself as she left the barn, eyes trained to her tail every step of the way. She sure knew how to flirt and knew how to get a rise out of him. He could feel the pressure in his shorts as his sheath swelled with his aroused member. “Later.” He said to himself, then went to the administrative room to get a good look at the chore board to see what needed to be done.
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\tLots of stalls needed to be cleaned, but that looked like it may have been something for later. There were too many stalls occupied at the moment, so he ignored that objective. The feline paddock had a few skeletons that needed to be collected and given to the ulokar to chew on. The pride had finished their meal and the bones and marrow could be salvaged. Canine paddock had a tree fall down near the entrance to the den in the deep wooded area. Simple enough.
\tHe noticed that there were notifications about clutches of eggs being laid in both the gryphon and dragon aeries but both had stickers on them saying someone else was already dealing with it.
\tGood. Rex had already mapped out a course of action. So he put his own stickers over a series of the tasks he intended to do, grabbed a wheelbarrow, a tarp, and a shovel and headed out.
\tHe wheeled his tools out from the barn between the canine and feline paddocks. Both of them were on the northwest quadrant of the crater, where the rim of the dormant volcano that enclosed The Ranch met the southern treeline of the Vast Emerald Wood. That meant those two paddocks were the ones with the largest swath of forested area, which in turn meant that they were the hardest to explore.
\tThis was not a deterrent to Rex, who had internally mapped the region a dozen times over. He knew where there were mossy rocks, ravines, creeks, the landmark trees, and the appropriate dens.
\tFirst on his list was that feline paddock. The pride had been off limits for the day to let them eat; the last thing anyone needed was horny bottoms raising tail to a hungry feline that was pouncing for food, not for mating. Such an incident had yet to happen under Rex's watch but it was always a possibility. Dealing with that many exotic and exciting beasts was fun but potentially dangerous. He liked to jokingly call it a heavy petting zoo.
\tMost of the creatures they held at The Ranch were domesticated but not all could be. Luckily, they were still trained to not see guests as competition or prey, so when Rex wheeled himself into the lioness fields to pick up what was left of the corpse, he found himself pausing to take in the warmth of the sun. It was still early morning but the feline paddock was relatively dry and arid closer to the barn and central hub. The farther out he went, nearing the edge of the property, the thicker the vegetation.
\tHere, he was just on an open field layered with knee-high yellow grass with occasional rocks and sparse patches of short, stubby trees and bushes. He knew better than to step near them, as the felines loved to pounce unsuspecting passerby. Sometimes he baited them into it so he could wrestle with the females but this was work time so he opted to not do that.
\tWhen he walked by one of the trees, he saw a dangling tail slowly curl up to hide. He grinned and huffed to himself, mildly upset he lost a chance to be ambushed by the sleek, spotted felines.
\tEventually he made his way to the place near the watering hole where a single carcass was left with only the slightest bits of meat dangling off the bones. It stunk, but to his feline nose it actually had an appetizing aroma. Sure, he knew better than to chew on it but he certainly felt the call of the snack.
\tHe pulled out gloves from the pockets on his pants and grabbed what was left of the carcass by the ribcage, hoisting it up onto the wheelbarrow. What remnants and bones he couldn't grab, he shovelled and scooped to ensure no bits of meat or marrow were left.
\tRight as he was about to start wheeling the carcass away his acute feline ears picked up a nearby rustling in the long grass. Slowly, he turned his head to the source of the noise and saw the telltale splotches of orange on yellow of one of the larger female felines in the paddock. She must have been watching her 'kill' for scavengers.
\tHis tail twitched once, triggering her. She leapt at him with claws outstretched and fangs bared, her body propelled a few meters from her ambush spot to Rex's location. He spun and hunched over t meet her, one leg back for support as her weight slammed into him and nearly made him fall onto his back. Had he not prepared, she would have pinned him to the ground and went for the kill already.
\tBut he was ready! He shifted his weight so that her claws missed his upper body, then he shouldered her in the chest, grabbing her torso and hugging tight before twisting her around and slamming her down. She used her catlike agility to rotate in air, attempting to land on her feet only to have him slightly overpower her in midair.
\tThe momentum of her pounce mixed with his redirecting had both of them rolling and tumbling over each other, ending with the feral feline on top of him, paws to his shoulders and bared fangs drooling just beyond his whiskers. She was about to lunge for the kill when he flexed his neck and licked her snout to distract her.
\tA brisk purr rumbled through her chest as she struggled to maintain an aggressive snarl over him. Her anger was completely shattered when he reached up and rubbed her neck just behind her ear. She leaned into it, teeth still bared to feign dominance only to have her composure falter as he hoisted himself up on an elbow and nuzzled into her neck, purring to match her growls.
\tShe tried to counter him and dominate him by pressing her weight down on him and digging her claw into her shoulder but it wasn't working. He was a bit bigger than she was, but quadrupeds had a lot more stored energy in those haunches so he wasn't actually stronger than she was. The only reason he was able to force his way out from under her was because she lacked conviction.
\t“Good girl.” He purred to her as he pushed himself away from her. He grinned, noting that her demeanour changed immediately. “Sorry I gotta take your treat. You got a meal out of it, now it's the dragon's turn.” He patted her head which was at waist height and leaning into his thighs.
\tShe rubbed her cheek into him and dragged her entire flank across his legs, tail up and flicking as she passed him, her deep purr resonating through his body.
\tA wisp of arousal washed over Rex as he saw her cute, little, furred pussy lips twitching, accented by the glisten of fluids that soaked her flesh. He huffed, allowing his instinct to take over, his hand reaching out to cradle her between the hind legs and press his palm to her mound.
\tShe raised her tail and lowered her chest, purring as she side-cocked a grin back at him. Her claws flexed and dug into the grass and dirt, every muscle in her body tensing to force herself back against his touch.
\tHe gave a gentle rub, his one finger finding its way between her folds. The moisture of her slit soaked his digit and helped guide him as he gently pumped in and out of her to the knuckle. He couldn't really get much deeper or do much more, felines were not known for being accommodating in that way.
\tThey weren't mares or gryphons.
\tAll he could do was gently ease a single finger in and out of her silky, tight passage as she growled and clawed at the ground, rump up and chest down. His member swelled in his pants but he knew he couldn't take advantage, he didn't have the time needed to loosen her up for his girth. Instead, he got down onto one knee and leaned over, pressing his lips to hers as he purred into her, tongue cradling her slit to tease her sensitive, barely detectable clit.
\tShe roared like she was fighting for dominance, leaning back into his face so hard that she nearly knocked him over from his position balancing on one knee. Within seconds of him purring into her, she did a full body shudder then promptly leapt away, head held high and tail flicking erratically as she pranced away back to the tree with the hidden felines in it.
\tThis left Rex kneeling in the grass a few meters from the wheelbarrow, muzzle wet with feline arousal. He licked his lips and got to his feet, shrugging and happily returning to work.
\tAs he walked his way back with the carcass he came to realize why the pungent aroma of it was pleasant to him. It was because he had an encounter like this every time he dealt with the feline's leftovers. Every time he came into the paddock to remove the remains of their meal, he got accosted by one of them and had to take care of them to get them to let him do his job. He wasn't sure if they had been trained this way or if it was a pleasant coincidence but it was quite consistent so he wasn't going to complain. It was too fun and a lovely distraction from his work.
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\tIt took about half an hour to get back out of the paddock and return to the central hub with the irrigation pond, barn, and equipment. There, he wheeled the carcass over to the dragon aerie and dumped it into the bin just outside. One of the dragon specialists would take care of it later. He could have dragged it in himself but he noticed in the other direction to the southeast that there was some commotion in the ulokar paddock so he parked the wheelbarrow and went to investigate.
\tRex knew of a complicated grid of cross breeds that used to be used as mounts in war that mixed and matched the four source species – gryphons, dragons, horses, and dire wolves – to make six hybrid species. Ulokar were a wolf and dragon hybrid. There were also Dryphons – more commonly known as cockatrices – that blended dragons and gryphons, kirins made of dragons and horses, hippogryphs made of gryphons and horses, and lupogryphs made of gryphons and dire wolves. There was a pairing for the horses and dire wolves as well but Rex couldn't remember the names of them.
\tUnfortunately, the ulokar were both the rarest of the pairings and one of the most temperamental of them most of the time. Wolves were loyal, Horses were obedient, and both Dragons and gryphons were hard to train but among the best to have by your side. So pairing the pride of a dragon and the pack mentality of a dire wolf meant that the ulokar were possibly the best mounts but the hardest to train. It also meant that they were highly sought at The Ranch for the challenge and unique anatomy.
\tIf any problems were going to arise, it would be in the Ulokar paddock, so Rex had to hurry.
\tHe jogged across the central compound towards the southeast of the property, nestled in between the barn and the entryway. He saw that there were a dozen Ulokar all snarling and roaring and circling around someone or something in the middle.
\tRex had a moment of hesitation. He wanted to help whatever was going on but also knew that if he got in the way of the beasts while they were being aggressive it would not end well for anyone. They were the size of large horses and as strong as a dragon while being as lean as a wolf. There was a reason they were sought after centuries prior when they were the only companions on a battlefield.
\tAs he got closer to the commotion his heart slowed and he relaxed a bit, recognizing the person at the center of the pack of a dozen of the ulokar that were all snarling and snapping like they were attacking them. It was a three toned brown and cream coloured canine wearing only jeans. He was standing tall as each of the ulokar took turns biting at him, but he was leaning into it and playfully biting back.
\t“Dammit Darryl.” Rex called, drawing the attention of each and every ulokar that spun and looked at him.
\tDarryl the brown canine poked his head through the shoulders of the two nearest ulokar to smile and pant at Rex. “Oh, hi! Didn't know you were working today.”
\tRex hopped the fence and paced towards the pack and Darryl, chest still heaving from potential concern. “I work every day. I didn't know you were coming in.” He motioned around. “And since when are you being so playful in public? I thought you preferred privacy.” The Ulokar paddock was a patch work of open green meadows and small groups of trees, with a perimeter of forest on the farthest edges, all lined by a modest wooden fence. They could hop the fence with ease but had been trained to stay inside, knowing they were treated best there. Same with the wolf pack on the other side of the property.
\tThe same could not be said for the feline paddock. That habitat was lined by five meter tall fences with inward tilting tips. The felines would absolutely escape if they could.
\tDarryl slipped out from the two ulokar nearest him, patting their haunches as they shifted away. “I do, but sometimes it's fun to get them excited first.” The nearest female bit him on the shoulder, making him wince and grab her horn, prying her off him.
\t“You're lucky. You know how territorial these guys can be.” Rex explained.
\t“Sure, but I didn't get the accustomed to my presence over the last few months for nothing!” Darryl leaned over to the affectionate female that bit him and cradled her cheek fins, pulling her in close to press his forehead to hers. She trilled and warbled at him, pawing the ground. The affection drew the attention of the smallest male in the herd, while the others all casually padded away.
\tRex interjected the male, giving him attention while Darryl was being cute with the female. “Yeah. Okay, I suppose you're right but it's still not smart to be out here on your own. You got any wingman or look-out?” He glanced around and saw no others within range of them in the ulokar paddock. “You just about triggered this fella's dominance instincts.”
\tDarryl shrugged. “I didn't notice. They all seemed to be having fun.” His expression shifted to be a bit more serious. “Come on, you know me better than that. I know what I'm doing.”
\t“I know. I know.” Rex took in a deep breath, then huffed a single laugh, realizing he was acting entirely too dramatic about what had happened. He leaned into the relatively small male ulokar and patted its flank, hand slipping under his torso to tease his belly scales between hind legs. “I'm just always a little on edge with the pack here. I know how aggressive they can be and I don't want anyone getting in over their heads and getting hurt. Especially not you.”
\t“You are definitely taking this way too seriously. It's fine. Come on.” Darryl patted the female on the neck and walked away towards the nearest patch of trees. She followed, her bushy tail wagging behind her as she trilled to herself.
\tRex was mildly conflicted. Part of him saw that it was just his buddy Darryl having some fun in the Ulokar habitat and that he needed to get back to work since he had things to do in the dire wolf paddock. However, another significant part of him could pick up on the subtle muscle contractions and intense gaze of the male watching the canine with the ulokar female. There might be some territorial issues at play that Darryl may not have picked up on.
\tSo he decided to stay, following his friend to the shade of the trees with the male ulokar in tow. There were no leads or bridles, the beasts at The Ranch were free to move without restraints unless it was absolutely necessary so he had to urge the male to follow.
\tDarryl found himself next to a tree trunk with a few bushes around him, nearly pinned to the bark by the Ulokar female who looked him in the eye and licked him with a flat yet forked tongue.
\t“She likes you.” Rex said, purring to himself and turning to pat the male. “But I imagine you knew that already.”
\t“Yeah.” Darryl leaned into the licks and kisses, nuzzling the ulokar and stroking her neck and chest. The scales of her front twitched against his touch and her tail flicked behind her, blowing the scent of her arousal towards Rex and the male.
\tAs expected, the male ulokar huffed and grunted a bit, clawing at the ground just beyond the shade of the tree that Darryl was under. Rex had to calm him by patting him on the neck and whispering into his ear. “Whoa boy, it's fine.” Rex tentatively slid his hand over the beast's shoulder, teasing his chest and belly from a position where he could still keep some of his body between them.
\tDarryl grinned and gave the female a hug, one arm around her neck and the other between her front legs. “What are ya doing? It's good when he gets huffy.”
\t“What?” Rex turned to Darryl. “That can be a bit dangerous.”
\t“That can be a bit exciting. She gets way more into it when she's putting on a show. Plus he gets to have her when I'm done. Told ya, this isn't my first time. I've teased them both a few times and he knows he gets some if he's patient. The more he huffs and gets agitated, well, the more fun it is.” He winked and shifted his weight down her flank, slipping a hand up under her tail while deliberately tugging on her rump cheek to aim her backside right at the male.
\tThe male ulokar's whiskers flicked and twitched as he peeled his lips back and snarled, nearly knocking Rex over as he tried to get to the female. Darryl raised a hand and stood tall, stopping him.
\t“Ah! No, you wait.” He said with authority. The ulokar backed off, still snarling.
\tRex was baffled. He huffed a bit, standing next to the beast with a single hand ready to slip under its belly. “Huh. You know, I've worked with these guys for a couple years now and most of the time that sort of thing just ends in either a scrap or someone getting a little too ravaged. Ulokar are not ones to share or submit, unless they know you well and know they'll be rewarded.” He cradled the beast's sheath, getting a spike of attention from the male. The canine style sheath was dripping with gooey, slimy precum that soaked his palm. “Which I guess you've done. How you did that without me noticing is a mystery to me.”
\tWhile standing behind the female, Darryl brushed her tail to the side to expose her thick, plump vulva between her rounded hips, the triangular lips so snug to her donut-shaped tail hole that it looked like the posterior lip of a canine spade. The moment his fingers brushed by her lips, she flexed her pelvic muscles to hoist it up, parting the flesh to reveal a deep mauve interior just beyond the black of her exterior. He took a single lick of her soaking folds while side-eyeing Rex. “Well, not a lot of people have the time or bravado to lose themselves to the pack. You know how dangerous it is, so most of the time you're off taking care of other groups, so I have plenty of time to get to know these two.”
\t“And you've used that time to train him to be cucked?” Rex joked, the girth of the ulokar member swelling in the sheath as he squeezed. “Impressive.”
\t“Just these two. Doesn't work with the others.” Darryl licked her folds again, making her tail flop down on her lower back with a distinct curl, her entire body shuddering in delight while the male snarled. He nuzzled under her tail and used his thumbs to part her lips, probing as deep as his tongue would allow. After a few laps, he turned back to Rex. “He's infatuated with her, and though she's small, she's pretty dominant. Really only likes to let me have my fun with her, then him once I'm done.”
\t“So this was her idea?” Rex gently stroked the sheath, using the furred and scaled flesh to pleasure the male manually. He could feel the tip oozing cum all over his wrist, but he didn't mind. The intense muskiness of it assaulted his senses but it made him even more excited to let them continue.
\tDarryl pulled away from under the female's tail and patted her on the haunches, a string of her fluids and his saliva bridging from her lips to his. She laid down on the ground, rump slightly raised but chest and belly flat to the grass in the shade. He peeled off his pants and let them drape over a nearby branch. “Kind of. She was teasing him for months, wouldn't let him mount. But then I got to know her and only after I finished did she let him have his way with her. So I guess, uh, yeah!” He rubbed himself, peeling his own sheath back to expose the length of his glistening member.
\t“So I'm really not needed here? You're not worried?” Rex leaned in close to the male, pressing his chest to flank while his hand continued to idly stroke the sheath. He could sense many of the subtle muscle twitches of a male on the verge of attacking but he knew to trust Darryl so he wasn't going to prod or insist any farther. “If you say so.”
\t“Yeah, promise. I know them pretty well. Even if he does have a problem with me, she'll deal with him me. I've really gotten to know her well, and she is very protective of me. Aren't ya, girl?” He reached over to stroke the fur of her back as he eased into her, his length disappearing into her folds and his hips pressed to hers. Her cheek frills twitched and twittered as he buried himself. “Just, uh, don't do too much with him before he's ready. Don't want to waste his potential, you know?”
\tRex immediately pulled away from the beast, soaked paw up in surrender. “Well alright. If you're sure, I can go about my day for now. I have a few more chores to get to before this guy shows up. That'll be fun.”
\tDarryl growled at the ulokar female and gave Rex a thumbs-up sign. “Sounds good! You can joi if you want but it sounds like you're busy so I'll leave you to it. Or you're gonna leave me to her. Whatever. See you around!” He moaned to himself as her tight confines clenched around him, her body once again shuddering in delight as he took her.
\tThere was another moment of hesitation in Rex before he conceded. He was naturally concerned for his friend and knew how Ulokar behaved but Darryl was confident enough and clearly experienced enough to know what he was getting into so he didn't bother protesting further. “Alright, message me before you leave. Might want to introduce you to the guy who's volunteering tonight. He might need your expertise if he's dumb enough to dive into the ulokar pasture.”
\t“You got it! Now either cum or stop distracting me. She needs a lot of attention and I'd best give it to her or I'm going home with bite marks.” Darryl dismissively waved Rex away jokingly.
\t“Have fun.” Rex nodded in agreement and left them be.
\tThey were pretty far from the fence, so he had a bit of time to pause and glance back every handful of paces, ensuring nothing was going wrong. To his delight, he saw the male with his head down, cock drooling, and tail in a submissive pose while watching Darryl thrust into the female. It was clear that his friend knew what he was doing so he didn't bother worrying about it any more. Once he got to the fence, he hopped over it and continued doing his rounds.
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\tMost of the afternoon was full of heavy lifting and mild errands. He had to clean messes, feed the herbivores in the fields and pastures, and got to do some general maintenance on the gryphon aerie. There was a lot of work to be done but the day went by pretty quickly since he just enjoyed working outside with the beasts, occasionally stealing glances and whiffs of their sights and scents. He didn't even mind picking up the messes they left, since he knew it was important and was a constant reminder of how much he loved his time at The Ranch.
\tHe rarely saw others, be they employees or guests. It wasn't that the Ranch was empty, but that it was quite large and the various enclosures went quite a ways out from the central hub. That and people loved privacy, so the vast majority of the time, anyone visiting tried to go as remote as they could to enjoy their time with the creatures housed at The Ranch. Which made sense. Rex and Darryl weren't shy but most people were, and even those who were brazen were slightly hesitant to expose themselves to others in such a taboo environment.
\tDinner came and went, with Ilorek and Valencia doing their daily barbecue for all visitors and employees. They also made a point to let people know that the meat and veggies were safe to eat for any of the beasts on their property so one could take a pile of sausage from the barbecue and share it with the canines or whatever they were here to see. Horses liked to eat apples. Wolves loved all meats. Stuff like that. Not only was it a good way to ensure none of the food that was cooked went to waste but it also helped guests and clients bond with the beasts before doing the deed.
\tDuring the meal, Rex noticed Darryl milling around with a grin on his face and an aura of satisfaction, all accentuated by a clear half circle of red spots around his one shoulder. Clearly something went wrong with the ulokar but he didn't seem bothered by it one bit.
\tAll the better for him. He knew what he liked and apparently a bit of roughness made him happier, which was all anyone could hope for.
\tOnce dinner was over and the guests and employees had once again dispersed, a small canine approached Rex with similar colours to Darryl but a bit lighter and with more spots and stripes between the various tones of brown on belly and back. He was a full head and shoulders shorter than rex, with a bushy, curled tail and wild, furry hair. He was panting and grinning. “I'm told I should seek you out?”
\tRex glanced around to see if there was anyone to confirm this with. “Maybe? Mind telling me who you are?” He was pretty sure he knew but needed to double check.
\t“Vin!” The canine held out a paw as his tail wagged behind him. “I was looking to do some volunteer work!”
\t“Ah! Yes, Ilorek told me about you! I'm Rex, pleased to meet you!” He took the paw and shook it. “So tell me a bit about yourself! What brings you here? What turns you on?”
\tVin blushed a bit and averted his gaze. “Oh, you know, same thing everyone else does, I imagine!” He gulped and tried to force a smile.
\tImmediately, Vin could tell the pup was in over his head. Must have gotten the idea he could come and visit The Ranch, have some fun with the beasts here, and then just move on with his life. It would have sounded sad and a bit concerning if that wasn't exactly what Rex did when he first joined the team. He, too, was just excited about the prospect of letting a horny stallion mount him with little concern beyond that. It took time for him to genuinely appreciate the job and his work beyond just the sexual opportunities it gave him.
\tSo instead of laying it out like that, he smiled and purred at Vin, nodding. “I see! Well, I'll give you a bit of a tour before we get to duties. I'm sure Valencia already did her thing with you, so this isn't an interview or anything. I assume you've been vetted already.”
\t“Yeah, when we were sharing some ribs. She asked for permission to read me. I let her. She seemed content and amused. Not sure what that was about but I guess I passed the test.”
\t“She would never have let you on site if you couldn't be trusted.” Rex motioned toward the barn. “So, I guess follow me and we'll start here.”
\tThe two of them left the picnic area and Rex slid open the door to the barn, revealing the rows of stables lining either side as well as the equipment room and administrative rooms on either end. “Have you been here before?”
\t“Just the once with a friend.” Vin answered, following Rex into the barn. He immediately took interest in the gryphon hen that was nesting in a bed of hay next to the horny stallion. He tried reaching out but she bit-snapped at him with her beak. He didn't seem discouraged, but he did know to not press.
\t“And what did you do?” Rex asked, leaning over the same stall door. When he went to pet the gryphon hen, she leaned into his touch and trilled at him.
\tVin's tail stopped wagging. “Uh, what do you mean?”
\t“What did you do? Did you partake in any fun times? If so, with what and how?” Rex was being stern but not rude. “I just want to see where you're coming from so I can know how to proceed.”
\t“Oh. Well, my friend and I, we went out to the wolf area. The, um, dire wolf paddock? I got to watch as my friend played with a bunch of them. Even took a knot. That was exciting.”
\tRex raised an eyebrow. “You didn't bottom for the wolf?”
\t“No, not that time.” Vin admitted. “I wanted to but they tied for a really long time and I, uh, finished while watching and another one licked me.”
\tThis gave Rex some information. “Oh, so you're not so much worried about getting mounted, you just want to help?”
\tVin went pink in the cheeks. “Well, I mean, I want that too.”
\t“I see. Well, if you want to help around here it's a lot of walking, it's a lot of carrying stuff, and it's a lot of hard work. You shovel shit, you gotta feed and treat them regularly, and there's so much lifting and carrying materials to and from the farthest reaches of the paddocks. You seem pretty small, so it might be a bit too much to handle if you're not fit.”
\t“I'm fit!” Vin declared. “I'm not as big as you but I have a lot of endurance. I'm plenty strong for my size, I promise!”
\tRex paused, then stepped away from Vin to lean over and grab a bale of hay that was as big as Vin's entire torso and tossed it at him. “Okay, catch!”
\tVin was nearly knocked off his feet but managed to grab the bale by the twine, holding it in front of him as he slipped on the dust that it shed at his feet. “This isn't that heavy.” He said. “Mostly just kinda sudden that you'd throw it at me, you know?”
\t“True.” Rex took the bale of hay back and stacked it where he found it next to an empty stall. The nearby stallion nickered at them, grumpy about not getting a treat. “But you gotta be on your toes at all times. Ever been kicked by a horse?”
\t“No, but-”
\t“Stomped on by a dragon?”
\t“Well, of course n-”
\t“Chomped on by a gryphon?”
\t“Yes, actually!”
\t“And how did you react?” Rex asked. He sounded harsh but he was trying his best to make sure Vin was prepared for most things. He wasn't gonna get a full crash course in an hour long orienteering session and site tour but it could serve as a good start. “What did you do?”
\tVin's eyes went wide and his gaze went blank. “I mean, the male was on top of me and biting my neck. Not really a whole lot I could do but take it. Sheared off some of my fur with his beak and teeth but I was fine.”
\t“Ah, bad example. I meant like, when out in a field with one. Or in the Aerie.” Rex clarified. “How do you deal with them in their habitat? And how big was the drake?”
\t“About as bit as the hen here. Maybe a bit bigger.” Vin motioned to the nesting gryphon. “Yeah definitely bigger. I think. Hard to tell with her lying down.”
\tThat was good to know. Rex knew that getting pounded was going to be on the canine's to-do list but it was nice to see that he could handle a gryphon knot. “Ah, so you're a bottom then. Okay, good to know, because the males here are a lot more aggressive than the females. Usually are.”
\t“Oh, yeah.” He blushed again, averting his gaze. “Bottom for sure. I can top if I need to but that's not what I like the most. Not why I'm here.”
\t“Why you're here?” Rex pressed. “Why are you here?”
\tVin gulped, like he'd been caught even though it was expected. “Oh, I thought it would be fun and I'd like to help a bit. You know, I like beasts, I like being around them, and I love outdoor work. I figure it makes sense to fill up some of my spare time here. And, you know, if I get to spend some alone time in between chores, it'd be fun.” He ran his hand over his ear and down his neck.
\tThis just made Rex chuckle. “Ah yes, same story we all give when we first show up. The allure is there, for sure. To be able to have some fun without having to pay. And it gives you a lot more time to get to know them, find favourites, and develop bonds beyond what casual visitors would get.”
\tHis eyes lit up. “Exactly! I wanted to spend more time here to form bonds and do something fun with my life! It's a lot more fun and meaningful when there's affection there.” He looked down, blushing a bit more. “Though sometimes it's fun when they're raw and carnal.”
\t“Oh you are gonna be fun.” Rex joked. “But remember, when here your duties come first. It is volunteer work and you should really only be spending your alone time if there are no chores that need to be done. We keep the place very clean and well maintained, if it goes into disarray the moral brigade will try to come down on us harder than a bitch in heat wanting a knot.”
\t“Yeah, I heard about that.” Vin huffed. “What a shame.”
\tGiven the nature of The Ranch, there were always going to be groups who seek to shut it down. In many groups, the issue of consent and corruption are key factors in their moral panic, saying anything from claiming that psychics aren't real (Which, to be fair, they are very uncommon and hard to verify), to that they're corrupt and lying (Which is also fair since it's hard to prove intent through simply assuring the world it's the case). So in order to best stave off those who would cause problems based on ethical objections, a lot of effort was put into making sure the facilities were always pristine and the beasts on site were regularly pampered.
\tIt was one of the reasons they had so many volunteers and employees. It was a popular destination that made a lot of money off the porn site, and the facilities needed to be large and well kept in order to ensure all the beasts were treated well. No tiny cages or restrictive environments. Ever.
\t“I wouldn't worry too much about it, but it's why we're so strict about this stuff.” Rex took Vin to the administrative room to show him the chore chart. “Every day, we have scouts checking the grounds and the cameras to see if anything needs to be done and they write it down on this chore board. Anyone can take the chores and take care of them, but also we can just do our own scouting. Which is what I did this afternoon. I just went around to each of the paddocks to see if there were any messes that needed to be cleaned. Any food or water reserves that needed to be filled. I'm sure a dozen others did the same but that's the nature of it.”
\tVin Saluted. “Aye! Makes sense.”
\t“So only when there's no work left to be done, or the remaining tasks have been claimed, can we really stop to enjoy ourselves. Which is fair.” Rex leaned against the counter, sizing up Vin. “We get a lot of people who try to 'volunteer' in order to get in free but just end up having their fun and never coming back. Valencia could probably find out your intent but she never shares it with me, since-” He paused, not wanting to go into detail about how it was partially his job to entice people to want to help and not just get laid. “Well, if you're here you should be fine.”
\t“Glad to hear it! So where do we start?” Vin was practically bouncing on the balls of his feet, tongue out and tail lolling.
\t“I'll take you around, show you the different paddocks. Come on.”
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\tRex had done this before. There had been many prospective volunteers who wanted to experience all that The Ranch had to offer and he was used to the process involved. Once he'd gotten to know them a bit, he'd give them a full, comprehensive tour of the grounds, sweeping through each and every one of the enclosures and paddocks to make sure they knew what to expect.
\tLike every other volunteer, he started just north of the entryway, where the horse pasture was fenced in and nestled right against the volcanic cliffs that wrapped around the property. There, he got to test Vin to see how he acted with the equines, testing him to see if he was too aggressive and spooked them or too meek to assert any authority. Vin proved to be right in the sweet spot, almost too meek but that was better than being too aggressive.
\tAfter that, he did another test, seeing if Vin was able to discern consent with something like a mare and a stallion. He got Vin to see if he could finger one of the mares, watching closely to see how both Vin and the mare reacted. If Vin knew when to proceed and when to cease movement. Luckily, the canine was a good student and was able to take guidance, nearly expertly proceeding when appropriate and knowing when they weren't in the mood.
\tAnd a point in his favour was when he admitted he wasn't really into mares but really wanted to have some fun with the stallions. That told Rex that Vin was willing to get his hands wet to help out a needy female even if he wasn't personally all that interest in being pleasured by a mare.
\tA Small victory but it was encouraging.
\tVin was a natural with the stallion. He knew exactly how to get close without coming off as aggressive. He knew when to reach out to stroke the horse's neck and flank, he knew when it was okay to slide a hand under the stallion's belly, and he knew how to use the mare's scent to encourage the stallion to drop sheath without being aggressive or rude about it. He even knew about the crump method where one squeezes the flare – the head of the horse cock while erect – to emulate an orgasming mare in order to coax a climax from him.
\tClearly he'd studied some of the videos on the website. Either that or he was a natural. Either way, it made Rex comfortable leaving the horse pasture to go counter clockwise towards the rest of the enclosures and their associated beastly populations.
\tFrom there, they enjoyed the bovine section that also had a population of oomin – pig-like creatures – where Vin needed to learn how to be more assertive. Bulls were territorial but willing to be sweet with the right partner and a firm hand.
\tNext was the feline plains. Vin got a first-hand experience being ambushed by one of the ladies who were napping in a tree. He panicked at first but when he learned he could play fight back, he was able to manage himself well. Contrary to popular belief, large felines don't invariably hate canines.
\tThey made it to the canine woods, where he was familiar with the dire wolf pack as well as the other packs that lived there and each had their own distinct territories. He didn't meed much guidance there. He was a canine himself and fit in with little to no prompting. It was true that unless wolves sought conflict they actually didn't fight much so having Vin show up in dire wolf territory was fine.
\tAfter they were done with those areas, they made their way to the aeries. Those were the domed and covered paddocks for the flying ferals. Gryphons and Dragons. There wasn't a whole lot to be said and done there since they were relatively small enclosures compared to the open pastures and paddocks of the free roaming beasts. It was unfortunate for them but it needed to be done or they'd just fly away.
\tThe gryphon aerie attracted a lot of attention when Rex and Vin visited, but the dragons were mostly bored and couldn't be bothered to say or do much of anything. This allowed Rex to give a proper tour of the underground caverns that formed a web of tunnels and chambers that connected the dragon and gryphon aeries. There were doors keeping them apart and there was a strange warmth underground that seemed unnatural but was linked to the hot springs from the dormant volcano that housed The Ranch.
\tBack topside, they finally made their way to the Ulokar enclosure, where Vin seemed entirely too eager to go and say hi to the pack. Rex had to stop him.
\t“Hold up.” Rex cautioned. “The ulokar aren't like the others. You really have to earn some trust before hopping the fence. You will get mauled if you're too aggressive.”
\t“O-oh. I mean, I've seen the videos, I know they're aggressive.”
\tRex shook his head. “I don't just mean when they're horny and mounting. They're aggressive and territorial in all aspects of life. Sex or no sex, if you're unwelcome for whatever reason we will need to get Ilorek to save your tail with a powerful potion concoction.”
\tVin gulped. “Oh. But, I could make that better by offering myself, right?” His tail wagged.
\t“Ah, I see.” Rex narrowed his gaze. It seemed that Vin may have been one of those twinks with eyes bigger than his hole. “Trust me, you don't want to do that unless you want to get seriously hurt.”
\t“I can handle it. Promise.” Vin stood tall, practically puffing out his chest.
\t“I'm sure you can. Have you ever been with a ulokar before.”
\t“Well, no, but-”
\t“Then we're going to be following my lead today.” Rex asserted. “I'm sure you're a needy little slut, I get it. I really do. But nobody's allowed in to offer themselves to the ulokar pack without us making sure they are welcome and-”
\t“Then invite them over! I'm sure they'll love me!” Vin interjected.
\tRex sighed. “Rules are rules. Even if they love you, we're not taking that risk today.”
\tVin stepped up onto the fence and motioned for some of the Ulokar to pay attention to him. He waved and made some cute rurring sounds, tail wagging. To his credit he knew when to stop making motions and relax once a group of three came over. “Just let me try, see if they like me, okay?”
\t“If you get bitten I won't feel an ounce of remorse. I'll still get you to the infirmary but I'll laugh about it. Deal?” Rex crossed his arms and leaned over the fence to watch.
\tThree ulokar, two male and one female, approached the fence where the two of them were waiting. A second female, a much larger one, remained behind, watching over the interaction. The nearest male reached out to sniff at Vin's outstretched hand and then reeled back, peeling lips back in a snarl as his long whiskers twitched in agitation. The females both followed suit, lowering themselves while their cheek frills waved angrily.
\t“Told you.” Rex huffed.
\t“It's fine, they just need to get to know me. Do you have any treats we can offer?” Vin insisted.
\t“I do but it doesn't work like that. If they haven't taken to you yet, treats won't help. It doesn't matter what you give them, it takes time, and they won't take the treat if they don't trust you.”
\tVin tried to compose himself for a retort but was unable to think of anything. “Aw, that sucks.”
\tAll Rex could do was shrug. “Probably better for you anyway. Even ifby some miracle they did want to hate-fuck you into the dirt, there's no way you'd be able to handle the aggression of a knot and pump action from them. They're not as well known and the porn is pretty rare, so I doubt you know what you're getting into.”
\t“I do. I know someone who got tied by one. Stuck overnight. Knotted and locked in place, and the shaft ridges extended, thrusting inside.” Vin made motions with his paws, balling up into fists and making thrusting motions. As he did this, the three nearest ulokar kept their defensive stances.
\tAdmittedly, Rex was impressed. “Okay, you know more than I thought you would, but it's time for us to go elsewhere for now. We cannot be antagonizing them like this.” He motioned for Vin to follow him back through the central hub to the barn.
\t“Aw, but I know I can take it. I'm quite the capable tail hole, you know.”
\t“I'm sure you are but we're not taking that risk with Ulokar today. If you're so needy, we're done our tour for now. I should introduce you to one of our biggest boys.”
\tVin's eyes and ears both perked up as they put distance between themselves and the ulokar fence. “Oh? How big do they get?”
\tRex just grinned, baring his fangs as he thought to himself how much of a shame it would be for this little bottom to have eyes bigger than his hole. “Well let me show you. We've got a hipposhyfter named Ocerre who will test your limits no matter who you are. Come. I'm sure they'd love to meet you.”
\t“They? There's more than one?” Vin seemed confused. He understood 'they' wasn't always plural but nonbinary pronouns were not often used when referring to beasts.
\t“Yeah, they. Ocerre may be male, may be female. Depends on the day. And if they sense you're a bottom, you're most likely to end up on the right end of a cock as big around as your thigh.”
\tOnce again Vin's eyes went wide and his maw gaped, tongue lolling out. “You have to introduce us!” His tail wagged uncontrollably with enough vigour to make his whole body shake.
\tRex nodded. “Alright. I hope you're as capable as you seem to think. First, we gotta get you some lube. Ocerre produces a lot of their own but you can always use more.” He guided Vin towards the barn, shutting the door behind them before heading out to find Ocerre.
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\tSun was setting as Rex trawled the far reaches of the wooded area of the horse pasture looking for the somewhat elusive hipposhyfter. Hippogryph shifter.