The two griffons walked along, topless and cum-covered, but still intent on making it through the day without being knocked up. However, the craziness of the day was taking its toll, becoming more and more noticeable as they made it through the day. Not only were they stuck topless and coated with cum that they didn't have a spot to wash it out at, they found themselves not really minding it. Not that they'd intentionally go topless anywhere if they had the choice, but they didn't mind it anywhere near as much as they felt they should have. However, what was dominating their though process, was the need to avoid being seen, as the two hyper griffonesses snuck their way through the alleys by the shadows of the buildings, trying to avoid being spotted from the main streets or the skies by the roving bands of males intent to pump them full of seed and claim their wombs - a fate neither griffoness desired.

Gilda and Greta had followed the alleys like their lives depended on it for so long, but they found themselves at a major street with no cover for a large distance, with backtracking not an option due to the trail of cum they were dripping from their last encounter with the group who 'kindly' relieved them of their tops. Glancing back and forth, left and right, the two took their chances and dashed across, hugging the walls on the other side once they got there and catching their breaths. Gilda found her eyes travelling down to Greta's heaving tits as her fellow griffoness struggled to catch her breath over the adrenaline, staring at their giant form for longer than any dweeb would be able to survive saying. Dragging her eyes away from their milky forms eventually, they looked to each other and nodded before moving along. However, that all changed seconds after they resumed, when a Griffon male dove after them and tackled them to the ground, yanking them into the smaller space between two shops.

"Looks like I found myself the grandest of prizes! Two bitches to stuff full~" the male said, his volume low to not attract any more attention so he could keep his catch. "You two will make fine mothers to my chicks, with how big your tits are~." The male fondled their tits, squirting some milk out of them as the two kept from squawking in fear and surprise.

Gilda took a moment to get her thoughts back together again, before she tackled the male and sat on his chest, pinning him down. Greta sat on his legs, while Gilda stared menacingly at him. "You're not fucking us today fuckboy, just because you got the drop on us. You'd better back off or we'll knock you out." Laughing softly, the griff called her bluff.

"All it'd take is one screech and every griff in the area would close in on this area. You've got no grounds there to be making demands. But if you're so insistent on me not fucking your wombs full, you better have a damn good suggestion, and you better have it fast." Greta pulled Gilda in and whispered in her ear for a few moments, Gilda's blush strengthening again somewhat, nodding periodically throughout Greta's suggestion. "How's about we give you a titfuck, and a makeout session between us over your cock?"

Nodding his head to their idea, the two slowly slid off of him and moved to either side of his body, pulling down his shorts and revealing what he was smuggling in there. A huge cock sprang up, one that'd reach all the way through even their huge tits, as it squirted a bit of pre as it bobbed up in the air. Stunned for a moment at his size, the two moved on with their plan before he began to have second thoughts. Smothering his pillar under a mountain of titflesh, they bounced and stroked their milkbags over his pole. The male reached out and caressed their asses as they worked, rubbing circles with each hand on the closest cheek to him. After a few rubs he slapped them, just as they leaned in to kiss each other over his cock for the first time. The surprise from the slap made them moan into the kiss with their eyes wide, but they simply melted into each other's beaks and took it in stride - yet another thing neither of them would have ever done mere months ago. Still rubbing their breasts over his cock and taking turns sucking him off before kissing again, the unnamed male maintained rhythmic rubbing and slapping of their asses, only occasionally breaking his pace to keep things interesting.

"Oh girls, your tits feel so smooth and good~ Keep it up and I'll cum soon~" the male cooed at them, as the two doubled their efforts to hurry and make him cum so they could keep moving on. A few more rubs and licks, and as they kissed again he came. Thick as glue and twice as sticky, his cum painted their chins, necks, and the top of their tits, barely sliding at all before seeming to seal itself onto their heads and funbags, making them look like four slutty glazed and cream-filled donuts. However, the male growled and slapped their asses again harder, angered.

"I said take your time, and you two sprint to the finish! The deal's off, I'm breeding you two!" Trying to grab them from his position as the two girls sprang up to flee from the angered male, his claws raked their thongs and shredded them, leaving them completely bare as they bolted away before the griff could stand up. Cursing his luck of only getting their clothing, the griff looked to the shredded and soaked thongs in his claws before taking a deep sniff, remembering that scent before stuffing them in his pockets and flying off.

A few alleys and one less line of sight later, the two girls finally slowed and caught their breaths once more, their glazed tits heaving and dripping milk like crazy. "Oooh that was too close, thank all we chose that position and not another one, letting us get up and move quick like that," panted out an exhausted Gilda. It was at that point she looked over Greta, noticing her lack of any garments at all. "Uhh, Greta? You're kind of missing - EEP!" A sudden breeze that worked its way between their legs alerted them both to their lack of underwear, as they quickly covered their pussies with their talons. "Shit, shit shit shit shit! How the hell did he manage to grab those!" panicked Greta, unsure how to handle her full nudity beyond her scarf. Gilda held her in place and slapped her in the face once, shocking Greta enough to not have a noisy nervous breakdown in the middle of the alleyway and attract undue attention. Taking another moment to catch her breath and calm herself down some, Gilda took the time to speak. "Get ahold of yourself girl! Do you want to give ourselves away to every male in the city with that noise! You're wearing more than me right now!" she exclamed softly as she pointed to Greta's scarf that she was still wearing. "Now, get a grip on yourself! Besides, we found ourselves in a stroke of luck. We found out about our... Situation, right next to a clothing store. They're going to be boarded up for the day, but let's see if there's something in there that might just fit us."

And with that, the two griffonesses walked into the store Gilda noticed and closed the doors up behind them, missing the group of males that flew in to check out the ruckus from the alley by only seconds. But neither was prepared for what they'd find inside the store...

Author's Note

Another chapter down, and another piece of clothing for the girls gone. What replacements might they find in the store, and what else might they do in there while killing time? Find out in the next chapter.