Warning: Contains interspecies (pony/minotaur) and watersports.

“For your homework, you will be expected to take a classmate home, and each of you will choose a different fetish from the list to experience with your partner.”

I looked over at Flivvy, and our eyes met again. Maybe now I could finally—

Aphin jumped right in between the two of us, bouncing and grinning. “You're mine tonight!” she squeaked.

Well she was sure starting to get bold, wasn't she? I tried to look past her, but Flivvy was already getting out of her chair and walking over to a group of changelings near the front. I sighed. It looked like Flivvy was going home with someone else tonight.

And I'd be stuck with Aphin. Looking at her, though, at the eagerness in her eyes, her cute little smile, and the way her rump wiggled back and forth behind her... Maybe being stuck with Aphin wasn't such a bad thing, though.

I made a show of sighing heavily. It wasn't difficult – I was quite tired from my performance so far today already. “Well, okay.” I shrugged. “Your place or mine?”

“My family's hive nook is only a couple tunnels away.” Her smile grew.

I nodded, still feeling exhausted. A shorter walk – and without transforming or pulling a hay cart with my little brothers inside – sounded really good right now.

* * *

Aphin was still prancing around energetically when I staggered in through her hive nook's entry hole behind her. At least the view of her bouncing tush was nice.

Inside, there was a whole crowd of other changelings – old, young, mare and stallion, all mingling and talking and trying to share the cramped space. My eyes went wide at the scene. I hadn't expected to see so many here.

“Meet my family, Buzzik!” Aphin grinned even wider, then started pointing out changelings and rattling off their names.

Even if I was feeling fresh and ready, it would have been difficult. As it was, I didn't manage to remember a single one.

Once she'd finished, Aphin stomped her hoof on the rock floor to get their attention – all of them stopped what they were doing for a moment and looked. “Everybody,” Aphin said, “this is my friend Buzzik from school. We're about to have some really kinky fetishy sex!”

My eyes went wide and I nearly choked. What happened to the shy little changeling who liked to disappear in the back of the class? I would never have guessed she was this forward with her family ... or had she grown this fearless everywhere now?

“That's lovely, Dear.” An old, wrinkled changeling mare hobbled over to us. She pinched my cheek and looked at me in a way that made me feel distinctly uncomfortable. “And he is quite a cutie, isn't he?”

Aphin blushed. “Mm-hm.”

The old matron smiled at us very knowingly. “Why don't you take him into the master bedroom? The two of you could get a little privacy in there.”

“Really?” Aphin asked. “Can we?”

Nodding, the old changeling mare turned away. “Anything for family,” she mumbled.

Aphin nearly dragged me through the crowded room to a small opening on the other side. It led into a little cavern barely big enough for the bed that filled it. The room was tall, though, which made it feel like it had more space than it really did.

A little privacy was right. The room had no door, and I could already see several faces – mostly younglings – discreetly peeking in through the opening.

Well, it was what it was. And it wasn't as if I'd never had sex in front of an audience before. Why, I'd done it just a bit earlier the same day!

“So...” I said, turning to Aphin. “What are we going to—”

Her eyes went wide. “Of course! I didn't even think about which fetishes to do. Wait right here!” She zoomed out through the door, scattering our little impromptu audience.

That left me alone in the room. Well, what now? Shrugging, I laid myself down on the bed. At least I could rest up a little.

Aphin was back in just a moment, holding her sex textbook up triumphantly. She cracked it open to the chapter about fetishes and held it up in front of my face, running her hole-speckled hoof down the list of contents for the chapter. “Which one are you going to pick?”

I just groaned. Really, I'd had enough today. I knew I couldn't dare shirk this assignment, but still, I couldn't even muster the will to choose. “You pick first,” I told her.

“Okay!” Taking the book back, she studied it closely, running her hoof up and down the page. She flipped a few pages, then a few more, reading for a few minutes each time.

Taking the moment to relax, I breathed deep. At least there was a bed. That was nice.

“Ah!” Aphin held up the book to face me. “I know what I want to do now!”

I propped myself up on my hooves so I could see the book better. It had a provocatively explicit picture of a pony mare peeing and the big, bold section heading read 'Watersports'. It seemed a little weird, but then again, probably everything in that chapter of the book would. I shrugged. “Okay, what do we do?”

She read a bit more, humming to herself. Then she looked at me and nodded. “I think it's okay if you just lay still, but we should probably get off the bed. It might be kind of messy, and I don't want to make my mom angry.”

Nodding, I rolled myself off the bed, then stood next to it. “So...?”

“Down on the floor, worm!”

My eyes went wide. “What?” I'd never expected to hear anything like that from Aphin of all changelings!

She looked away, blushing. “I'm sorry. It's just... the book said I was supposed to be dominating and degrading you.”

“Oh.” I stared at her for a moment, then laid myself down on the floor, but with my back leaning up against the wall of the chamber. “Is this okay?”

“Uh-huh.” She smiled, but then shook herself and scowled at me. “As if anything you could ever do would be adequate at all!”

She was beginning to remind me of Queen Chrysalis. And oddly, the idea of that connection was making my crotch tingle and bulge a little. Strutting over to me, looming over my body, she jabbed a hoof at my chest. “What makes you think you're good enough for me?”

“I... uh...”

“You're not!” Her hoof trailed down from my chest to slide over my bulging sheath and gently lift my balls. “You're nothing but dirt to me. Worthless!”

This was really weird, but my cock didn't seem to mind. It flopped happily out, lolling against my belly and twitching its way harder every moment.

“You think you're fit to lick my pussy?”

Should I play along, or should I fight it? I hadn't read that part of the book yet, so I made a hasty guess. “Um, no.”

“That's right!” Aphin spun around in front of me, deftly avoiding stepping on me as she turned her rump toward me, draping her tail across my face. She leaned back until her smooth, plump pussy lips were mere inches away from my face, the smell of her flooding my senses. “You're not good enough for perfection like this. You're not even good enough to touch it.”

I breathed heavily. That was all I dared to do, but she must have felt my breath on her, because she began winking madly in my face, her pussy dribbling its juices onto my chest.

“But maybe...” Her tail rose high, arching over her back and lifting away from my face, giving me an even better view of her steamy nethers. “Maybe you're good enough to be my toilet.” She looked back at me, peeking around the curve of her ass. “You think you're good enough for that? Huh?”

Gulping, I nodded.

Aphin's legs spread out even more, lowering her ass a little, just to the top of my chest. The soft skin around her pussy bulged outward a little, stopped, then did it again as she tensed up ... but nothing happened.

I closed my eyes, waiting for it.

Still, nothing happened. Aphin let out a squeaking little grunt and whispered to herself, “Come on, come on.”

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Shut up!” she barked. “It's just... I just, well, it's hard for me to go when there's someone watching.”

I couldn’t help it – I smirked up at her.

And she saw it. “Wipe that grin off your face,” she snapped at me, “or I'll— Unh...” Her pussy visibly relaxed, and out came a golden yellow stream, pouring out toward me.

It took the grin away from my face all right. I shut my lips tightly and squeezed my eyes shut as it splattered against my muzzle. It was so warm! And the smell of it ... even though I held my breath, the smell of it overwhelmed my nose with its sour-bitter tang ... but there was something else in the smell, some musk that went straight to the most primitive parts of me.

Aphin dipped lower, still peeing, and pressed her ass against my chest, making the piss spray in all directions, heating me deeply where it splattered first, but quickly cooling as it dribbled down my sides and between my legs.

What the heck was going on? Why was it turning me on so much?

Her stream was starting to slow now, simply pouring over my chest instead of spraying against me, and I felt bold enough to open my eyes and look.

We were both soaked in it, but what caught my attention was the look Aphin was giving me. Confident and triumphant, she smiled at me as if she'd just tricked me out of my life savings, all while her soft and unbelievably warm pussy dribbled piss onto my body.

Aphin scooched down again, planting her pussy up against my now-hard cock. “Ooh, you like it, don't you?”

Not even knowing if she was being in character or not anymore, I nodded.

Her stream of pee stopped for a moment, then her pussy winked and she let a little bit more out. “You're going to fuck me now,” she said, then reached down and grabbed my cock. Her entrance felt wet, but rubbery and not slippery when she pressed it against my tip. But as soon as she pushed it inside, it found her slick juices and slid all the way in easily.

As she sank down onto my shaft, the last bits of pee squeezed out of her, squirting out over the base of my cock and soaking into my balls.

Goddess, the place stank now, but I was beyond caring. All I wanted was to fuck Aphin's brains out. I slammed my hips up into her, pushing as far into her as I could go. She squealed and squirted a last few drops as I hit her too deep.

Gasping, she pulled herself up off of me and stepped away.

I clutched at her and tried to pull her down, but she'd caught me by surprise and managed to slip away.

“Aphin,” I cried, “please, I need to—”

“Okay, which fetish are you going to pick?” She smiled at me cheerfully over the rim of the textbook, holding it up toward me with her slightly-soggy hooves.

I stared at her, panting, my cock almost painfully hard and wanting nothing more than her wrapped around it. It was difficult to read, difficult to think. Just to buy a little time, I tried to wipe my chest clean with my hooves as well as I could. That helped a little.

“Come on!” She was almost bouncing in her excitement. “Which one?”

Forcing myself to focus on the list, I read down it. I wanted something that would get me inside her, but also something that wouldn’t tire me out even more. Age regression, nope; asphyxiation, no; alpha male, not enough energy for that; ball-busting, I blanched at the thought; biting, one look at Aphin's pointy teeth and definitely no; blood play, Goddess no; bukkake, not enough stallions... I shook my head skimming down the list. Nothing here would do!

“Buzzik, come on!”

My body agreed with her; this was taking much too long, and I wasn't getting any closer to what I wanted. But then my hoof caught on part of the list. Interspecies. With a flick of magic, I turned the pages to its section, finding a picture of a minotaur bull having his way with a pony mare. My brows rose.

Aphin looked down at the page I had it opened to, then back up at me. She smiled. “Looks like fun!”

I glanced back at the room's doorway, seeing plenty of faces peeking in. Well, might as well give them the show they came for.

When I looked back at her, Aphin flashed green, transforming into a blue and white pony mare just like the one in the book's illustration.

“You want to do it just like in the picture?”

She smiled.

Well, I could sure use the strength of a bull right now. It was going to be a tricky transformation, though. Minotaurs were very different in shape from the pony disguises I was used to making. But I could give it a try.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, called up my magic, then gave it a shot.

“Hey, that's not right!”

Wincing at Aphin's assessment of my efforts, I looked down at myself. She was right. I'd made myself more burly in the forequarters and given myself cloven hooves, but there were still four of them.

“You've just made yourself a pony with two horns.” She grinned and cocked her head to the side a little. “Try again and focus on that picture in the book this time.”

My, hadn't she gotten assertive? Maybe this class was doing wonders for her ... or maybe she just felt comfortable around me for some reason. Either way, she was right. Steeling myself, I gave it another try. This time, instead of squeezing my eyes shut, I stared intently at the image of the minotaur on the page.

Once I flashed green, Aphin gasped in appreciation ... from well below me. She stared up at me with glittering eyes and a big smile.

I looked down at her – she was scarcely half as tall as me now, and I suddenly felt very grateful for the extra headroom in this chamber.

Her eyes drifted downward, and she gasped. “Oh wow.”

In my new bipedal stance, I was on full display for her, and despite the change in body, I'd stayed completely erect. Whatever I had been expecting, though, I was a bit surprised. Despite how much bigger I was now, my cock was a little bit smaller and a lot thinner, rounded at the top and vividly pink against my new dark fur. I stared at it and blinked.

“I like it,” Aphin announced.

“You do?” It looked really weird to me.

She nodded. “Yeah, it's cute!” Moving in close, she nuzzled in below it, giggling. “And these are really neat, too!”

I had to lean over a little to see them, but when I did, my eyes bulged out at the sight of an enormous pair of elongated balls hanging ponderously low. How did minotaur bulls even manage to walk without kicking themselves in the nuts all the time?

It felt good, though, when Aphin brushed her pony muzzle against them, rubbing them across her cheeks. They hung so low she could – and did – drape them across her face and rub into them. It made me grateful she hadn't changed into a unicorn.

Soon, her tongue followed the thick cord of flesh that connected me to them, up the huge bulge above that, and then to the base of my throbbing pink and red cock.

I gasped when she touched it. How could it be so sensitive? Was it because of the transformation or just because she'd gotten me really pent up by now?

Winking up at me, she easily took the thinner, smaller cock deep into her throat, swallowing all of it until her lips touched the thick tuft of hairs at its base.

I instinctively grabbed her head and held it there, shuddering in pleasure. Only after a few moments of that did I realize just how good my new – well, they weren't hooves anymore ... my new hands? – were at grabbing things. Letting her go, I held one up to my face and wiggled the fingers of it. Weird.

Even though I wasn't holding her anymore, Aphin stayed right where she was, drooling onto the base of my cock as she began moving up and down just enough to keep me tingling.

I was starting to get some ideas about how these hands might be useful, though...

As Aphin bobbed her head up and down, I leaned over her, reaching over her back with my long, muscular arm until I could touch the warm, fuzzy curves of her rump. Oh wow, how awesome it felt when I could really grab and squeeze those round cheeks!

From the sound of Aphin's muffled moan around my bull cock, and from the way her tail rose even higher, it was evident that she enjoyed the feeling almost as much as I did.

Well, she hadn't seen anything yet! I had greater plans for these weird fingers at the end of my new limbs. Sliding them along the deep curve of her rump, I edged my hand between her legs until the soft fur gave way to warm, wet flesh.

Aphin moaned around her mouthful when I brushed against her entrance, but I had more than just that in mind.

I twiddled my fingers across her supple pussy and squeezed the plush lips together, wetting my fingers in her freely flowing nectar. Then I slipped a finger inside her.

Pulling her mouth off of me and flinging a strand of saliva upward, Aphin gasped. “Oh! Oh Goddess! How did you—?”

Slipping another finger inside turned her exclamations into mindless gibbering. I could feel her warm insides pulsing around my fingers, every detail of her was so apparent – these fingers could feel so much more detail than my cock could. Before, I could only rub the softest part of my hoof against a mare's entrance. I'd never been able to go inside like this. It was amazing!

Her clit winked against my knuckles, and she lowered her head back down, licking up and down my weird pink shaft. One of her hooves rose up and hugged my dangling balls.

As I felt Aphin's clenching around my fingers getting more insistent, I started jiggling them up and down inside her, letting my other two fingers brush her clit.

Aphin's mouth left me, though one hoof still clutched my massive balls. She yelped and squealed as her body began to convulse.

Her hot inner flesh clutched and writhed around my fingers, pulling them in a little deeper and squeezing relentlessly as warm liquid dribbled over them.

When Aphin fell away from me, my fingers slipped out of her. She flopped onto the floor, moaning. Her back legs twitched slightly.

“That good?” I asked.

She nodded, still catching her breath. I could wait a moment.

Once she rose, though, I took charge. Sitting down on the bed, I grabbed her around the middle and lifted her up bodily. The minotaur hands and strong arms were really amazing!

Aphin gasped and squirmed as I lifted her, then went rigid when I lowered her onto the tip of my bull cock. She glanced over her shoulder at me.

I smiled back and lowered her, groaning as her warm wetness slid down over my cock, easily sliding over it as my sensitive pink flesh disappeared into hers. In no time at all, I'd plunged my reduced length all the way into her, sitting her on the ridge in my belly it came out of. I could feel her pussy winking against me there.

Her hooves found purchase on my knees, and she lifted herself up a bit. When she let herself fall back down, she let out a cute little “Unh!”

Transforming into a minotaur bull had given me plenty of strength, but it hadn't really restored my stamina. I was perfectly happy to let Aphin bounce there on her own, holding her sleek sides more to stabilize her and help her balance than to keep her up there.

She didn't seem to mind doing all the work, bouncing up and down on my weird minotaur cock with abandon, her pussy getting tighter and tighter around me every time she rose up and her juices squishing noisily against me every time she came back down.

I groaned. She'd gotten me so sensitive! Or was it just that minotaurs always felt like this? “Aphin,” I gasped out to her, “I'm ... I'm going to...”

“Do it,” she said. “I want to feel what those big balls can do. What's it feel like to be filled by a bull?”

In just a moment I grunted, snorting heavily through my bovine nose and pulling her down onto my cock as hard as I could. And then she found out what it felt like.

It was a new feeling for me, too. I was familiar with the tingling pressure I felt as a changeling or pony stallion, but this was entirely different. A wave rolled through me, starting with my balls clenching up toward me almost painfully and then rushing up through my whole body in a surge of pressure that made me feel like every vein in me was swelling.

Aphin cried out as the first massive stream of cum flooded inside. Her pussy clenched hard against me, and I could feel the intense pressure of her orgasming inner walls squeezing the base of my shaft and massaging my tip.

The pressure she was putting on me was nothing to match what was on the way, though. Rather than pulses of cum, I could feel long rushes of it streaming through the inside of my cock.

Huge torrents of cum quickly filled Aphin's body, and with her clenching so hard around me, none of it could escape. Her belly even began expanding a little – I could feel it swelling against my hands as I filled her with more and more.

Her orgasm didn't last nearly as long as mine though, and her tightly squeezing pussy relaxed around me while I was still pumping into her just as hard as ever. Now that it could escape, a deluge of creamy cum poured out of her all over my still-pulsing balls.

And still, it kept coming. The thick streams coursed through me and sprayed deep inside her relentlessly as my huge bull balls gave her everything they had, burst after burst.

Eventually, though, even those enormous things began to run dry. The spurts tapered off from high-pressure streams to little squirts, then dribbles, then finally nothing at all.

I wanted to lift Aphin off of me, but all I could do was collapse back down onto the bed. Aphin fell with me, landing with her back on top of my belly before she rolled off of me, letting my cock slip out of her. It soon retreated back into the hairy hole above my groin where it had come from.

Aphin looked at me, my bull cum still pouring out of her pussy in a wide, gooey strand. “Woah.”

Looking back at her, I nodded. “Woah.”

“We've got to try it the other way around sometime.” She grinned at me.

The other way around as in her being a bull and me a pony mare, or as me being a stallion and her being a minotaur cow? Either way, I wasn't quite as keen on the idea. “Sometime when I'm less tired,” I told her.

She nodded. “Yeah. You know, since you're so tired, do you want to just sleep at my place tonight?”

But I was already drifting off to dreamland, still in minotaur form. My last waking thought was me wondering how Aphin was going to explain the well-sexed minotaur bull sleeping on their bed to her parents when they came home.

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