Chapters Author's Note
This is my first of what I hope to be an ongoing series. Feedback is appreciated to make my story better.
Tonight, you’re about to find out what real Puppy Love really is. And like all pups, it takes a lot to tire this one out.
And she loves to play with her toys.
Doggy
Welcome, lucky patron, to The Lecherous Pet Shop. Here you will dwell into desire unlike any other. But be careful. You will only have one session before you leave, never again to return; so do well to make it count.
As you first reach the lobby, you meat a young, white-skinned woman wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a short black skirt. She had brown eyes framed behind her black-rimmed glasses and her brunette hair tied in a bun.
“Good evening, sir, and welcome to the Lecherous Pet Shop,” the woman greeted with a small smile, “My name is Raven.”
Raven Inkwell: Receptionist
“I can only assume that you received our private invitation. After all, all non-VIP patrons can only be scouted or picked by lottery for even one night here.”
“I’m sure you’ve heard the rumors. Yes, you can fulfill whatever desire you may, with whichever partner you see most fit. In fact, let’s see what kind of request you had…” she looked down onto the clipboard, “Interesting. It seems you chose one Silver Spoon. She’s one of our newest additions,” she then looked back at you, “If you’re choosing her, that must mean you have a preference for toying with your partner before you get to business. That’s quite…a mundane taste for you. But then again, most mundane patrons lack the imagination our more-experienced patrons have,” she looked back down on her clipboard, then raised her eyebrows in interest, “Oh! It seems she’s been expecting you ahead of time. Well then, let’s not keep her waiting. Follow me.”
“Take all the time you need. When you’re done, come back to the lobby,” Raven said before closing the door.
You turn around and took a full-view look at the room you were sent to. First thing you noticed besides the light-blue walls was the bed, like all the guest rooms have. The only difference was the headboard, in the all-to-familiar shape of a doghouse, door gap and all. And more importantly, the girl lying on her side in the bed. But not just any girl. She’s one of those animal girls you’ve heard so much about; this one in the form of a dog.
Drawn to her, you stepped forward, only to suddenly trip over and fall onto the floor, then discovering that you’re sharing it with a wide variety of sex toys and plastic phalluses scattered about as far as the carpet stretched, even some under the bed. A loud yawn caused you to look up to the sight of the most beautiful canine you ever seen rising up.
She wore a thick, reflective fur of silver and white, from her pointed ears to her curled-up tail. Even when you imagined how a beastgirl would look like, it still couldn’t compare to the genuine article in front of you. When she finished rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she opened them up to show a pair of amethysts that soon found their way to you. What came next was a loud, sharp gasp.
“YOU’RE HERE!”
Suddenly the canine was right in front of you, and the sound of sniffles filled your ears as a wet nose prodded your face, before she pulled back and stared at you with those bright blue eyes.
“I’m so glad you came!” the dog girl chirped, her broad tongue then wagging outside of her ajar chops.
You pushed yourself up to your knees and the canine followed, revealing a set of petite breasts under a very thin coat of white fur. You also see a red leash attached from the white collar around her neck.
She then quickly leaned over and lapped her tongue all over your face, eventually finding its way into your mouth where it bounced around like a bull in a china shop.
Suddenly she pulled her tongue out and backed away, “Oh! Sorry! I forgot to tell you my name! It’s Silver Spoon, and as you can guess, I’m a Dog Girl!”
Silver Spoon: The Silver Husky
“Omigosh! Omigosh! I’m gonna have sex with my very first customer for the very first time!” she then panted and wrung her hands as she spoke to herself in the rapid-fire mannerism you’ll be hearing a lot of, “Okay! Okay! Breath, breath, breath…” eventually she calmed down and looked back at you, “Okay, okay, I should tell you what I like to do while having sex. They also tell me to tell you that ‘each girl have their own special talent when doing sex', and that means I have my own! Wanna see what it is?” when she was given a nod from you, she nearly jumped from her spot on the floor as she gave a sharp yip of joy. You could even hear the pitter-patter of her tail against the floor, “Yay! Then let’s get started right now!”
Silver scampered over next to the foot of the bed and, to your surprise, opened a drawer below the mattress where an excess of many different other sex toys popped out. As she dug deep inside, you were absentmindedly given a full view of her derriere. It had the curves and fullness her breasts sorely lacked. The fur over it was extra short as well so you wouldn’t tell it’s there. You could clearly see both of her back entrances, sealed and untouched, you’d figure, which could mean that you could really be the first to take this dog’s first time.
Silver then pulled back up and turned to you with a gaping smile and two arms full of what she’ll be using tonight, “Alrrright!” she yipped, emphasizing with that quick growl, “Let’s get started!”
A few minutes had passed when Silver had prepped herself, bent over on her messy bed with her backside high in the air, flagged by a lazily-waving tail. Next to her was her choice items she selected (all sterilized, of course), as well as a shallow bowlplate with lubricant filled at the bottom.
You yourself, clothes stripped off and thrown into a corner, was just as ready to start.
The first thing you picked up was a set of anal beads held together by a base, with a hilt on the end for easy handling. And the whole thing looked like a funny-looking silicone pink dagger. You dipped it into the lube and twisted it to apply it to every corner.
You closed in on Silver’s upturned butt with your newly-lubricated tool in hand. The quietest of whimpers from when you spread apart her cheeks, rose up an octave when you prodded with the beads her puckered orifice, and was replaced with a sharp whine when those beads penetrated that orifice. There was only a moment of resistance on Silver’s part before she eased herself and allowed those beads easier passage.
Silver was now filling the room with her canine whining; not out of despair or discomfort, but of joyful delight. Her tail said it all as those beads sawed in and out of her. You were careful not to go too fast or rough for fear that you might hurt her.
Eventually, she grew bored of this and said, “Let’s do something else! Give me the next thing!” you pulled out the beaded dagger and tossed it aside. That was when Silver scurried over to the bedpost and looked back over her shoulder at you, with a new toy trapped in her jaws.
When you joined her on the bed, you sat back against the bed post and tried to pull the toy out of her mouth. The way she growled as she tried to keep the toy in her teeth made her look adorable, but eventually she surrendered. As instructed, you propped this toy dildo over your own bare member, so that it was standing erect instead of yours.
Silver climbed ontop of you, straddled the toy below and let gravity do its thing. She whimpered as the false member sank deep into her, which was easy given it was drenched in saliva. After she bottomed out, she leaned against you in a moment of reprieve with tiny pants in your ear.
She then moved her hips, pumping herself up and down on what had been her chew toy a moment ago. Silver gave a sharp whimper each time she bottomed out.
“Could you please scratch my ears?”
You answered Silver’s whimper-filled plea. And when you dug your fingers into the back of her head, new sounds of pleasure escaped.
The tingling sensations she must be feeling caused the canine to intensify in her movements, thrashing frantically against the phallus while grabbing hold of your shoulders for support, loud yips and barks signaling her closing-in climax.
“Arf! Arf! Arf! Arf! Awooo, Awooo, AWOOOOO!”
At the same time Silver howl straight into your ear, you feel your hand holding the toy become drenched, even your lap was eventually completely swamped in warm liquid.
You now have a very exhausted husky girl slumped against you, puffing and blowing loud and heavy in your ear.
“That…was…amazing…” she panted, then taking your face into both of her paws so nothing could stop her from washing it with her tongue, and then surprisingly shoving it into your agape mouth. There was no was to fight it as that broad tongue thrashed about against your walls, your gums, your roof and even your own tongue, before finally pulling away. What’s left was a strange taste in your mouth and the silver husky panting giddily back at you like the playful dog she was.
“This is getting really exciting,” she cooed breathlessly, “Let’s move on to the next game!” And she reached over the bed for more of her toys.
You were focused on this special time you’re spending with Silver that you were surprised when the door opened up and a young woman presented herself.
“Did I miss the party?” she asked, with an air of haughtiness over her.
Silver's tail froze at the moment the door opened, only to go into overdrive when she saw for herself who it was.
“DIA!”
Silver hopped off the bed and scurried to the pink woman with curled purple-and-white hair, stopping to a frog-sit right at the woman’s feet. She leaned in as this new guest petted Silver on the head. That loud and energetic pounding you heard of the husky's tail against the carpet showed how much she liked it.
“Are you here to help, Dia?!” Silver squealed against having her ears being scratched.
“You know it,” ‘Dia' said before looking back to you, “You must be our special guest,” she then walked towards you, expertly weaving over the toys scattered all over. She wore her attire well, consisting of a halter-top/miniskirt combo, elbow-length gloves and knee-high boots, all black and all made of latex, “I’ll be here for this last hurdle of the night. Diamond Tiara, at your service.”
Diamond Tiara: Resident Dog Trainer
Diamond strode over to the foot of the bed with a service cart filled with the next assortment of playthings, with Silver ever by her side, “On the bed, Silver. I see our guest has a treat out for you.”
You followed Diamond’s gaze down to your member, erect from the excitement earlier. Noticing that, you reached for it without thinking.
“Keep your hands to yourself!” Diamond’s sudden snap made you pull away, “We don’t want to real the night ending so soon. Not before getting to the real fun,” she looked back down at Silver, who had crawled up onto the bed, and dropped right on her stomach.
Silver took one of her pawed hands around the erection right in her face. The feeling of her pads, combined with the soft brushing of her furry cheeks brought a sensation only she could give to your stiffening cock.
Silver’s lust-filled eyes found yours, giggling in delight as she felt you twitching against her, “Guess someone’s just as eager as I am,” she brought it a step further by slipping out her broad tongue against the surface of your length. This was her best pose for you so far: lying down with her ass hanging in the air, flagged by that fluffy, swinging tail, ready to chew into your boner like it was her new bone.
Diamond Tiara stood behind the two of you at the foot of the bed, ready to play her part. You saw her pick something up from the cart and, like you did, apply lubricant to it. Then with her free hand she took Silver’s tail to hold it still, so it wouldn’t get in the way for insertion.
Silver let out a sharp whimper when she felt something enter her from behind. Soon she was crooning in pleasure until she was eventually filled to the brim from behind, regretting with small whimpers that it could last longer.
That was until a few quick moments later when an even better feeling took her and gave a hushed howl as something wet and slimy slither into her, until it filled her innards as well. Silver’s tongue was hanging out as her inside were filled to maximum capacity.
“Now, turn around,” following Diamond’s orders, the eager husky girl crawled in a complete 180, her plump and furry ass now facing you, “Good girl. Now stay there,” Diamond then climbed onto the bed and straddled Silver on her neck. Silver’s head was now locked between the dogtrainer's thighs while her hindquarters were stuck swaying right in your face.
Diamond saw the look in your eyes, as hers were that of a predator’s. And with a black riding crop waving menacingly in her hand, she had let you know right then and there that this was about to get exciting. And it all starts when she reels her crop back clear over her head.
WHAP!
Silver cried out in a pleasured whine when her furry hindquarters was struck by Diamond’s crop.
“Hold it in, Silver.”
WHAP!
“You better keep it all in there.”
WHAP!
“We don’t want this to end too soon, do we?”
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
The pace of those quick strikes accelerated, making Silver’s barks of pleasure soon evolve into a twisted melody of whimpering howls, her hips swaying against those rough, lovely kisses from Diamond’s crop.
“Don’t worry, Silver! We’re almost done!!”
WHAPWHAPWHAPWHAPWHAPWHAPWHAPWHAPWHAP—”
“Ready?! Aaaand…”
Diamond pulled back and delivered one last powerful strike hat ended Silver’s song with a sharp, tantalizing howl.
And for lack of a better, more professional term, her ass exploded like a party-popper, unable to hold in the contents they were fed.
A series of rather large, colored orbs were squeezed out, one by one in rapid succession, while a thick, green strand of plastic shot out from her pussy and landed on your chest, slippery in its fluids. For a quick moment, you thought that thing was something alive shooting out to give you a kiss with its bulbous head.
And yet another obstacle had come and gone, ended with a tired, frazzle-furred canine bent over and at the mercy of her dogtrainer. Only the sound of her exhausted panting filled the room at this time.
“Well, that really tuckered the poor girl out,” Diamond said, stretching her arms, “But there’s one more thing left undone,” still straddling her canine partner, she leaned in and spread out Silver’s furry cheeks with both hands; her eyes kept on yours, “What are you waiting for? She’s all yours.”
You didn’t have to be asked twice as you soon found yourself looming over Silver’s hindquarters. You didn’t care where your erection would go so long as you could finally relieve yourself of the pressure. And you just so happened to stick yourself into Silver’s tailhole.
You suddenly felt the walls clench around you and you heard a suddenly, lively bark as her body stiffened. That mattered little to you as you began moving your hips. It took some effort and it would’ve been a chore if it weren’t for the help of the lubricant applied throughout the session. And that made it easier for your member to pump in an out of her, enjoying her ass sucking you back in as you try to pull out and her walls snuggling tight around you as you shove you way back in.
Diamond decided to freeing Silver from her hold and slip onto the floor on her knees, leaning against the foot of the bed to enjoy the show the two of you are putting on: the Silver Husky being mated in her favorite doggy style. And Diamond wants to get in on the action.
“Silver! Roll over!”
Before you knew it, Silver’s body had spun around until she was on her back, staring back at you with pleading eyes.
“Make sure to switch between her holes, will you!”
Taking her advice, you instantly pulled out and, before Silver could whimper from the emptiness, you shoved yourself into her lower entrance, giving instead a small howl of pleasure. Now you were driving against a different set of squirming walls more active than her anus. Not long after, you pull out and jam back into her ass, and then after a short while, you were back in her pussy. And Silver couldn’t be more vocal in her doggy noises about the pleasure she’s sharing with you.
“And for our last trick… Sit, Silver!”
As soon as you heard Diamond give such an order, Silver was planting her hands and feet against the mattress. She looked back at you with a carnivorous snarl for just a moment before you were suddenly launched to the other side of the Ben. Now you were the one on you back and Silver was straddled on top of you, smashing into your cock with more of her canine fervor.
Diamond had climbed back on the bed next to the two of you and started scratching between Silver’s ears. Silver stopped pumping into you but you could feel her walls moving more violently against you, as you heard high-pitch whimpers coming from the husky atop of you.
“Who’s a good girl?” Diamond cooed in Silver’s ear as she kept scratching.
“I am!” Silver cried out, “I’m a good girl!”
“Who’s a good doggy?”
“I am! I am!”
Diamond took it to the next level by using her other hand to scratch into the scruff of Silver’s furry neck, and through the dog’s shrieking howling, you were feeling pleasure like no other. Her walls were moving a mile a minute against you, and so was her tail, smacking against your stinging balls. And throughout all this, Diamond was teasing with the same sultry tone to the increasingly-unstable husky-girl.
“Who’s a fluffy puppy?”
“I’M A FLUFFY PUPPY!”
“Who’s a fluffy puppy?”
“I’M A FLUFFY PUPPY!”
“Are you enjoying that big, juicy bone—”
“YES! YES! YES! YES!”
“Are you getting close--”
“YEEEESS!”
“Are you gonna cum—”
“YEEEEEEEEESS!!”
“Then, my dear, fluffy puppy…”
Diamond then slipped behind Silver…
Grabbed both her wrists…
And pushed in her hips.
Silver Spoon herself erupted with an ear-splitting howl of ecstasy.
Her pussy exploded with a burst of clear liquid with the force of an emergency sprinkler.
And you were being crushed by those inner walls, taking away your last line of resistance as you unloaded inside those hot caverns.
Diamond Tiara leaned against her doggy girlfriend, resting her chin against Silver’s neck as she delivered one hard pump after another into her.
When Silver’s orgasm had finally worn out, she let gravity take it from there and fell atop of you, with Diamond all to happy to join in.
This smoldering sensation, like everything else you’ve partook in tonight, dwarfed anything you yourself could achieve. And being under a finally-spent husky girl, whose petering whines were being scraped out by a beautiful dominatrix grinding herself on top of her.
Speaking of whom, Diamond Tiara leered towards you, while still stirring Silver’s insides. You could feel the husky's inner walls squirm against you in reaction, and Diamond giggled from the face you were no doubt making in reaction, “This is the first time I’ve ever seen Silver all tired out. Not bad for a nobody,” she leaned in over Silver’s shoulder and entrapped your lips in a salacious kiss. You were well past having the strength to fight back and allowed her tongue to have its way with his own. He was soon pushed over the edge and he spurted out just a little bit more into Silver, who gave a small whine in return. Somehow you were forced to cum with just a kiss. Diamond pulled away, but not before giving you a long lick on the cheek, “Consider that a goodbye kiss; since Silver couldn’t be awake to do it,” the last thing you saw before dozing off, was the Diamond Dominatrix licking her lips.
After getting cleaned up and dressed, you made your way back to the lobby, where you were met with an unexpected sight…
Raven Inkwell was behind the reception desk on all fours, with a large, canine-like creature was no doubt shoving itself into her. And it’s not another anthrope, that was an actual four-legged beast doing the deed!
It was luck when she looked over her shoulder, and surprise overtook even her pleasure; but only for the moment, “O-oh! I didn’t see you there!” she tried to utter between the gasps and moans being pushed out of her, “I guess you’re done for the night. I hope you’ll come by another time—” she gasped when suddenly, the beast ontop of her stopped. His hips were seen shuffling, which caused Raven to stiffen and panic, “Wha—no. N-no no! Thunderlane, please don’t push your knot—”
There was a vocal pop, followed by a strained yell from Raven than filled the office.
Thus ends your night in the Lecherous Pet Shop.
Did you enjoy your stay, one would do well to. You may never get another chance…
Author's Note
ColossalGX: I also have stories for my Patreon. Eventually there will be more exotic clopfics posted there. Now on with the tale:
Taking care of cats is not as easy as you may think. They demand the highest maintenance and treatment fit for the queens they think they are.
Then again, the love they give in return could be worth the hassle; as you're about to discover...
Kitty
Welcome, lucky patron, to The Lecherous Pet Shop. Here you will dwell into desire unlike any other. But be careful. You will only have one session before you leave, never again to return; so do well to make it count.
As you first reach the lobby, you meat a young, white-skinned woman wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a short black skirt. She had brown eyes framed behind her black-rimmed glasses and her brunette hair tied in a bun.
“Good evening, sir, and welcome to the Lecherous Pet Shop,” the woman greeted with a small smile, “My name is Raven.”
Raven Inkwell: Receptionist
“I’m sure you’ve heard the rumors. Yes, you can fulfill whatever desire you may, with whichever partner you see most fit. In fact, let’s see what kind of request you had…” she looked down onto the clipboard. A flash of surprise overtook her features before turning her bespectacled eyes back to you, “This one is a special case indeed! I’m sure it’s safe to assume you’ve brought the required ‘additional fee’?” you nodded, bringing out a slender jewelry box and showing her the contents. Satisfied, she jotted down on her clipboard, “That’s good. Along with the establishment’s voluntary sperm donation, we’re all set. Now, follow me, please.”
When you entered the guest room, you were rather amazed at the fancy décor. You’d figured you’d be in a fancy room, but you weren’t expecting something like this. A moment of racking your brain later, the word ‘Victorian’ came to mind. Everything’s all dolled up to the limit and splashed with colors that make you fell like you were in those olden days. Even the bed, the room’s centerpiece, was decorated in excess, with heavy curtains shielding the bed itself on its four posters.
You were close to feeling sorry when you realized you’re about to stain that bed.
“Well, hello.”
You stepped back out of your thoughts by the feminine sound from the other side of the room, where your partner for the night came into view.
You feel yourself stiffen as you took in her appearance: a woman with blue eyes and purple hair styled in a large curl draped over her shoulder. Underneath that silky black miniature nightgown was a snow-white coat from head to toe. That pair of cat ears you saw poking out confirmed to you what animal form she took.
That catgirl persona spoke to you as she slowly strode towards you. The way her hips swayed, the way her steely slitted eyes stayed on you, and the way her fluffy tail swished behind her, all gave off that she was seasoned, mature and loved to be in charge.
She stopped right in front of you and spoke in a posh, English accent.
“I can only assume that you’re my client for the night,” the catgirl placed her hand over her heart as she introduced herself, “You may call me Rarity.”
Rarity: the Queen of Persians
“So, I take it you have what I asked for?” like you did with Raven, you brought out your jewelry box and opened it. You saw for yourself the intense sparkle in Rarity's widened eyes as she stared t it with passionate awe bordering on greed. She the quickly spun her back to you and moved her hair out of the way, “Well, go on! Don’t you dare keep a lady waiting!”
You took out the necklace and went to put it in from behind. When the jewels touched her fur, Rarity was in a slight giggling fit while her hips swayed and her fluffy tail brushed mindlessly against your groin. After the chain was fastened, you backed away and Rarity spun back to you staring fascinatedly at her new crystal sapphire-beaded necklace.
“Oh, you’re too kind!” the white cat mewled. Then, quick as a whip, she slipped in right in front of you, and moved in to give you a quick lick on the cheek, “I suppose a reward is in order,” she slipped over to the bed and opened the drawer next to it. Her fuzzy tail was swaying in full view in front of you while she was bent over in her rummaging, “AHA!” the turned away from the drawer finding just the thing she was looking for: a fancy-looking handbrush. Before you could ask questions, she beat you to the punch as she came over to you, “This is what you need to perform tonight’s duty,” after the brush made it from her paws to your hands, she moved back over to the foot of the bed before looking over her shoulder to you with her icy blue eyes, “Best not keep your queen waiting, darling,” she purred before slipping in through the thick curtains, her tail swishing away before disappearing inside.
You weren’t far behind as you were soon crawling inside after her.
If it weren’t for the dim lamps hanging inside the otherwise dark area, you wouldn’t have been able to be met with the sight of posh catgirl curled up at the side, her fur dyed a deep blue from the colored lamps, “Well, this fur won’t groom itself,” when she unfurled and repositioned herself flat on her stomach facing the headboard, you realize that she wanted her fur brushed, hence the handbrush she gave you, “Gentle strokes and not too rough, please. Oh, and please start from the feet up. We do want this night to last, after all.”
So it would be time you did your duty, as you crawled over to her side, close to her feet. You starting things off by giving tiny, light strokes over her lower legs.
“Don’t be shy, darling. Put a little pressure to it,” you press your brushes just a little bit harder, and harder, until a low growl of approval voiced her pleasure, “Juuust right.”
Now that you had just the right pressure, you could now properly fulfill your given task. By brushing her fine coat in just the right way, she gave thanks with a quiet string of moaning purrs. She also lifted her feet up, so you could also tend to her rough pads.
With her lower legs done, she switched positions so that she was on her back, her legs partially folded to give you easy access to her upper legs.
After her legs were properly groomed, next were the arms; outstretched and ready for their own brushing.
Eventually you were halfway through. With her limbs done, Rarity once again turned onto her stomach, giving you the okay to brush her back. While moving across her coat,
The grooming took a randier from that point onward. While Rarity’s feline body shifted from your brushes from time to time, but her reactions this time were more profound as you began sweeping down her back. As your brush moved across her coat, she pushes back to follow it. You’d never imagine any human body could move like that; just when you realized that a cat's spine makes them much more flexible than any human. You could hear the rumble of purring coming from her as she rolled her body with your strokes. The sparks in your loins grew into embers as you traveled lower. And when you crossed the small of her back, she pushed her stomach off the bed in a reactive arch, and gave a cute-sounding meow of pleasure as she ended this part of the grooming with a swipe of her fluffy tail against the brush.
Again, she rolled onto her back, presenting the best and last part to be groomed. Her body glided against your touch, giving mewling sighs of satisfaction as you travel down her chest, slide the brush around the curves of her breasts, and even dared to graze her budding nipples, causing a whine to mix with her miaow.
You notice her composure beginning to falter when you traveled down to her stomach, constricting and expanding on contact with the brushes, her meowing moans becoming more excited and erratic to the touch.
Rarity, becoming breathless from the sensation, managed to speak out, “Please stop…I said stop it!” you pulled away hearing those words, and was now looking at her willowy feline form sprawled in front of you, huffing and puffing with a smile on her face. After catching her breath, she said, “Oh please forgive me. You see, I’m sensitive under this fine coat and if we had kept going, well, we may have to cut this session short. Now, let’s see how well a job you did.”
Rarity rolled over to all fours slipped out of the bed through the side. You followed her out to find her in front of a table-mounted mirror, crowned with built-in bulbs brighter than the room’s dim lighting. She turned herself about, looking pleased at the sight of her pristine white coat as smooth as skin, even bending over to sway her tail in front of the mirror. Not a single split end in place.
When she caught you looking in the corner of her eye, she stood in place in front you, “For you first time, you did quite well. I think a proper reward is in order,” her smile grew to rival that of the fabled Cheshire Cat. Her eyes were warped to that of a killer.
You find that you couldn’t look away from that predator’s gaze as she gotten down to the floor. Her body seemed to press itself down, like a spring ready to be released. But the biggest red flag was that hypnotic, swaying tail of hers. Before you knew, you quickly find yourself back within the dark confines of the bed, being held down by the large feline staring back at you, ready to tear up her new prey. The scent vanilla and cinnamon was strong at this close a distance.
She lunged forth and sealed your mouth with her own furry lips, and soon her tongue made its way to yours. As she kept smashing her mouth into yours, her tongue was hard at work against your own, you shortly noticing how greatly they differ. The rough, grated surface of a cat brush harshly against you, its dexterity allowing it to swipe on you inner walls and the roof of your mouth before lunging back to your tongue after giving it such a short moment of reprieve. She would only separate for a brief gasp of air before sealing your mouths back together. By now the kiss became more wild from her. That, with the sound of both of your muffled moans had set your loins to bulge. Rarity had her tail brushing against it and must have noticed it growing. So she pulled away with a breathless gasp.
“I can tell by your little friend that my tongue has attracted the right attention yet again,” she panted, with and air of pride laced in her breath. Her lips then stretched into a devious smirk, “Let’s give it some direct attention.”
In a fluid motion, she slinked around so that now you were facing her crouch just as she was facing yours, your arms now pinned by a pair of feet hooked over yours. Your vision went dark when she sat herself on your face, now upright. You felt her dexterous paws undo your garments, like they were a present carefully being unwrapped; first your belt, then your pants. Your undergarments, lastly, were peeled away, letting your stiffening erection fold out and be exposed to the cool air. You know what’s gonna happen next when you feel the person on top of you bend down towards your member.
You feel the familiar texture of Rarity’s tongue run across you tip, you couldn’t help but spasm against its contact. Feeling that rough surface was unlike anything you were prepared for.
Rarity began swiping again and again across your dick, targeting mostly at your tip. The giggling you hear coming from her from time to time tells you she was enjoying the way you were twitching about from being toyed with in such a manner.
She then decided to snatch your tip up into her mouth. Now with no way to escape as her tongue kept licking against it, you could hear yourself audibly shuddering from her touch.
You were soon afraid you would cum without even being prepared for it. And you don’t want to be the only one to get off. You had to at least see how well your partner would orgasm.
So you reached for the fur-coated pussy to deliver the same treatment she’s giving you...
...Before it was suddenly covered over by another layer, her tail, so you couldn’t get at it.
Suddenly, you were then taken by the hilt. The vacuum of her suction wrapped you up in a warm blanket of flesh, especially with that grated tongue that slid up your length as the cat girl slowly and deliberately pulled out, only to fall back down to the hilt.
You were then taken in and out of Rarity’s feline mouth bobbing up and down on you. With nothing you could do to fight back, you were left only to squirm against her as growing moans were being forced out of you.
All the struggling caused Rarity to be more aggressive as she taming this cock in her mouth with her plethora of skills; brushing you tip against her cheeks, lightly scraping it with her fangs, twisting and twirling it around in her mouth while brushing it from many angles with her bristled tongue. Constantly coated in drool, you could even hear the audible slurps. And what turned out to be your favorite part was her purring. You constantly feel the intense tremor whenever she enters you in her mouth, sometimes holding the whole thing inside just to tease you with that special talent of hers.
Suddenly she pulled away with a final drag of her barbed tongue, ending the second round of advances. You dick felt the cool air due to the coat of saliva she left as her parting gift.
“Don’t pop just yet, my darling,” Rarity said through a sultry purr, “We still have one last thing to try out before the night is over,” as she crawled to face you once more, the cat creature presented a tiny wrapped package hat, when torn open, revealed something small and rubbery: a condom; and slipped it into her mouth. She began chewing it as if it were a stick of gum, even going as far as to blow a bubble of pink plastic before retracting it back inside. She repeated the process of chewing and blowing a few time more, teasing you with her piercing eye contact as her chin grazed the sensitive tip of your member, keeping it twitching and alert.
Suddenly she took back you cock and put it back in her mouth. You could not only feel the same rubbery substance slowly stretch over your length, but a slimy coat saliva in between. Rarity finally pulled away from the base to reveal you cock suited with the very condom she had between her teeth, glistening with its own outer coat of spittle.
The cat woman giggled, “Now we’re all set for the final act,” she climbed back on top of you, where she took aim with her swaying hips before lowering herself onto you, then pressing herself further until you felt a pair of lower lips take you inside. She let out a small, slightly bestial sigh from the penetration. It was a tight fit, yet slipped in easily.
Now back into her signature catlike position, Rarity got to work. You felt something strange brushing over you length. And it turned out to be a pleasant one.
“You’re beginning to notice, aren’t you?” Rarity purred, continuing as she grazed ever so lightly with her sharp nails across your bare chest, “This particular brand rubber is made with a special inner surface. A surrounding wall of bristles that are not unlike that of a feline's tongue. Impractical by itself, but prepare it with one’s saliva, and it makes for an excellent imitation. And it goes both ways as well, so we both get to enjoy its features.”
Now that you thought about that, you did read from somewhere that the genitalia of male cats are barbed, and was now impressed this place thought that far ahead to buy this kind of products.
Your thoughts broke when the giant cat on top of you increased her movement and in turn the volume if her moans, with yours soon being forced out as well. Those wet barbs combing across the skin of your cock did well to do that.
“Rrrraaaww . Rrrraaaww .”
Apart from the rumbling trills of her moans, another part that enamored you towards your feline partner was the way her beautiful facial features contorted to become more bestial through the pleasure. Her whiskers were twitching and her teeth were glistening against the reflective light of the lamp. She was so zeroed in on the rapture that she didn’t notice you looking.
You felt her padded paws suddenly grip your shoulders and pull back, as if to tell you to sit up. You did as she wanted, allowing you to slip her legs around your waist and then locked you into her grip along with her arms wrapping under yours, and you wrapping yours around her slim waist in return.
Rarity continued bouncing on you while you thrusted upward to meet her. You felt her rock-hard nipples graze your chest as the two of you grind against each other.
“Arrww-rarww-rarww-rarww—hssss-hsssssss! Rarwwwr!”
Her feral moans were loud right next to your ear. Even your own moans don’t come close to the harsh yowls she makes in one moment and the wet hissing through her teeth in the next.
When you soon feel her nails actually break your skin, you were afraid of what would happen if things got out of hand.
Rarity then pulled her head from her resting place and locked eyes with you. You could see her cute ears flatten against the sides of her head. Those sharpened sapphire-blue eyes seemed to be clear as day despite no light touching them. And those sharp teeth where quiet growls are pulsing through her small mouth. She now looked like an actual beast ready to kill!
At that moment, her moments surged in both speed and force. She was no longer pumping up and down; her hips were now rolling like a crankshaft and smashing hard against yours. Unable to match this new feat of strength and speed you were forced to let her have her way with you; all while having to face further embarrassment of moaning away in the locked embrace of the ferocious feline.
“Mrrrww , did you have fun tonight, my darling?” Rarity asked in a sweetened snarl, but your thoughts were too overtaken by her performance to full process a reply. You could only lament from the barbed walls clawing away at your tightened, embraced member, “Then you will be glad to know you’ll be leaving hear a very satisfied customer . Rrr ead?!”
For the last time of the evening, your slacked mouth was overtaken, sealed shut tight by a pair of furry lips and raped from within by a rough, slimy appendage. That kiss, combined with her pounding hips and clawing condom, did it for you; and you surrendered the last of your restraint and came.
Rarity, on the other hand, enjoyed the taste of her prey as her unbridled growls quivered into your mouth. Her hips stayed glued to yours as she milked you for all you’re worth.
It felt like forever as her walls smothered around you. For some reason, you can’t calm down. Not as long as those tiny claws continue playing with your cock. All this time, it truly felt like a mouse frozen in the time you were torn apart by a large cat.
Until finally, you felt your restraints unlock. Her legs folded out, her arms slipped away and her mouth released yours, allowing you to fall back to the mattress. All that was left was your member, which was then being slowly pulled out of Rarity's lower mouth as she raised her hips, with an engorged blob underneath the rubber that plopped out close behind.
Now completely separated, Rarity took the condom and carefully tugged it off of you with a rubbery snap. She held the cum-filled sack close to her face, its bulbous load dangling slightly between her eyes. She batted it with her paws to make it swing like a pendulum.
“Another satisfied customers…” she sighed to herself, sharp eyes following the still-swinging pendulum, “As well as another satisfied sperm donor,” she tied the rubber closed and placed it on a waiting plate on the nightstand.
She yawned, which showed off her pearly whites, as she slinked over to your side, and lied down next to your tired self, “If you’re up for another round, by all means; after a little catnap, of course,” she slipped her arms around one of yours, and brushed her furry self against you. You were all too ready to doze off with her, but not without feeling the tiny hairs of Rarity’s fluffy tail graze across your member, preventing it from softening (completely, at least). She continued through the sleep overtaking her, “But please, don’t make a mess… It’s a beast getting certain stains…out of the sheets…”
You lay there as Rarity finally slipped off to sleep, a quiet string of rumbling purring soon bringing you to join her…
The moment you return to the front lobby, a loud scream met your ears. But not of terror or pain, but of pleasure; as you found out when meeting back with Ms. Inkwell, her body sprawled across the mahogany desktop with her wrists tied over her head and fixed to the furniture.
There was another catlike creature not unlike what Rarity looked like. With a mane of the lightest shade mulberry and rose that obscured her face buried between Raven's wide-opened legs, which were also tied to the desk. You begin to approach, mesmerized by the sight of the receptionist thrash against the restraints as she was being eaten out. Her face was twisted by a crazed open smile, a waging tongue, these rolled eyes, and of course, a fresh shriek of ecstasy was forced out as her back was forced into an arch and her legs burst in a drizzling spray.
She began to peter out, now sobbing from the pleasure brought onto her.
Her feline dominator finally pulled away, revealing a face as beautiful as Rarity’s, even when plastered in Raven’s orgasm. You watch as she took this reprieve to groom herself, running her tongue over her paws and brushing her face to cleanliness.
Upon finishing, she opened up a pair of sharpened jade-colored eyes which soon made their way to your direction. Though widened in surprise at first, it was soon replaced in a familiar, sultry manner.
“I heard you had fun with my big sister earlier,” said the cat, toying with her twitching whiskers, “I might consider putting a word out so we could play around,” she glided her body across Raven’s, her bare breasts pressed against the receptionist's clothed breasts, now face to face to her when she continued, “But right now, I still have a little more fun to get out of this one,” in a quick motion, she ripped open Raven’s shirt, the receptionist barely reacting through her pleasure-riddled face, “I’m not object to a free show. It could give you an idea what to expect.”
As her paws were now fixed on Raven’s black lace bra, ready to rip it open like a Christmas present, and her lips just a breath away from the dazed Inkwell, she gave you one more hungry glare.
And from there, you could see the same eyes of a predator as you’ve seen with her sister.
Thus ends tonight’s tale in the Lecherous Pet Shop.
Did you enjoy your stay, one would do well to. You may never get another chance…
Author's Note
Remember, if you want more, I’ll be grateful to accept new ideas. Just PM me first. Now on with the latest installment:
The best thing about birds is that they don’t leave much of a mess and never have to leave its cage...and would do anything, anything for her master.
Birdy
Welcome, lucky patron, to The Lecherous Pet Shop. Here you will dwell into desire unlike any other. But be careful. You will only have one session before you leave, never again to return; so do well to make it count.
As you first reach the lobby, you meat a young, white-skinned woman wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a short black skirt. She had brown eyes framed behind her black-rimmed glasses and her brunette hair tied in a bun.
“Good evening, sir, and welcome to the Lecherous Pet Shop,” the woman greeted with a small smile, “My name is Raven.”
Raven Inkwell: Receptionist
“I’m sure you’ve heard the rumors. Yes, you can fulfill whatever desire you may, with whichever partner you see most fit. In fact, let’s see what kind of request you had…” she looked down onto the clipboard, “Oh! So you’re the one who ordered the two-for-one special. But according to this you want to…” she cleared her throat and looked back to you, “We did say nothing within reason is off-limits. Anyway, follow me…”
You weren’t expecting much, but you never expected to be taken not to a simple room, but to an underground monorail! You were given a pleasant ride, complete with snacks and beverages, until you reached your destination.
You new location was more disarming that the trip on the monorail. You were now walking on grass; real grass! Looking up to your surroundings, you could see a forest as far as the eye could see.
Your eyes followed those tall trees upward towards the top, and the awaiting sight was even more unbelievable. Light was piercing through the tiny gaps between the trees' greenery, coming from the sky itself! You were even more confused, remembering that it was well late into the night since you arrived at the Shop not too long ago.
You then realized that the sky itself was barred off by a cage-like outline, so you reasoned that this ‘sky' you’re looking at was only for show.
You walk further into the forest, looking around at the scenery, the sound of birds and bugs chirping alive in your ears. You ask yourself again what you’re doing here. This was nothing like you signed up for. There was supposed to a girl involved, yet not a single one in sight.
What happened next came by all to fast to process! First off, he definitely felt something grab onto his arms. Then he felt the ground disappear and the world around him passing him by in an instant green blur. When you got your head back together in what you assumed was seconds later, the trees you thought were over your head, we’re now below your feet.
That’s when you realized that you’re hovering in the sky over the forest! That explained the wonderful new view!
But you weren’t able to enjoy it for long as gravity suddenly called you back. As quickly as you were pulled up, you went plummeting back down, falling through the trees.
But thank goodness, there was a soft landing quickly waiting for you. You felt a cushion of straw and hay break your fall. Taking in your new surroundings, you soon realized that you were in a giant nest, big enough to be a king-sized bed. Skinny rays of artificial sunlight truly gave your immediately area this peaceful ‘great outdoors’ scenario that felt all too real. Actually, you don’t really mind staying here. All you needed now is someone to share it with…
THUD!
Your attention was grabbed as an audience suddenly appeared, which appeared to be two young women that descended from the sky, the straw rustling from their landing.
Both women have the same short, petite, and flat-chested build. Both wore stomach-revealing halter-tops and form-fitting bike shorts. Both had large, persian-blue feathered wings that took place where their lower-arms should be, and the lower legs of a giant bird. Both have long pale-colored hair that spilled down their back and both look at you with beautiful amethyst eyes. In fact, the only features distinct from each other were their hair. One’s was a light shade of wild cerulean locks with frosted white tips, while the other’s was a natural opal stream dressed with a pretty pink bow.
“Looks like we caught another live one, Flitter!” the wild-haired one said to the girl next to her, in a slightly-tomboyish voice.
“I can see that, Cloudchaser,” the bow-wearing girl chimed, her voice being sweet and feminine compared to the girl next to her, “Welcome to our nest, mister. Allow us to properly introduce ourselves. My name is Flitter.”
“And I’m Cloudchaser!”
The two girls then leaned against each other cheek-to-cheek, before saying in unison… “We’re sisters!”
Flitter and Cloudchaser: The Harpy Lady Sisters
“I don’t know about you, sis…” Cloudchaser began, “But I’m too tingly to wait!”
“Say no more, sister,” Flitter said with a wing gesture towards you, “You get him ready while I go get the supplies.”
“With pleasure!” as her sister flew off out of sight, Cloudchaser hurried over to you and tumbled down, purposefully landing between your legs which caused you to open then wide to provide her space. She shot a hardened glare towards you, “Well, pull it out!” she grunted, “I clearly can’t do it myself!” you did notice your covered crotch being kneaded into by her folded wings, then occurring to you that she doesn’t have opposable digits to do certain jobs. Seeing how impatient she’s getting, you undid your jeans. Cloudchaser didn’t even wait for you to take them off your ankle before she dragged her folded wings against the elastic band of your underwear and pulled them down, finally freeing that prized penis from its confinements.
The very next thing she did was an all-out attack between your legs. She was slathering her wide-opened tongue against both your shaft and your balls. She even bit into your sack; albeit lightly, and pulled back letting her teeth drag against your skin. All that roughplay she’s doing was somehow hitting all the right spots, causing you to get more and more erect.
She stopped altogether without warning and immediately plunged down over your cock. She stayed bottomed out at the hilt. You could only take a gander as you felt the walls of her throat spasming against you that she was swallowing more than she could, confirmed when she pulled back out with a life-giving gasp. But that didn’t stop her from swallowing you back down. This time, she was bobbing her head, pushing into your hilt with each rapid descent.
“Someone’s having fun,” your ears led you to the edge of the nest, where Flitter just returned with a hand-woven basket draped under one of her wings, “I’m sure you just realized, but roughness is Cloudchaser’s favorite and specialty. Speaking of, Cloudchaser, don’t go overboard and let me have a turn.”
With an impatient growl, the sister sucking you off tore herself off of you, leaving behind a glistening coat of fresh spit. Slightly out of breath from her effort, she replied with an annoyed huff, “Alright, fine,” before backing away from you.
“Now now, don’t be like that,” when Flitter walked over towards the two of you, she knelt down next to her sister and placed the basket down beside her, “It’s not really a fun time if he got spent too quickly. And besides…” she leaned in towards her pouting sister right next to her ear, “Did you forget we had a bet before this?”
Cloudchaser, hiding her blush from her sister held her breath before releasing it, before reluctantly replying, “Okay, I’ll play along.”
Flitter gave her sister a quick peck on the cheek, “I love you too, sweetie. Now scoot.”
Cloudchaser moved aside for her sister to replace her spot between your legs. Flitter looked you in the eye and flashed a big smile, “Make sure you do your part and don’t cum too quickly. Now then…” it was quick, but you felt a tiny peck against your length, causing it to reply with a twitch. A tiny giggle escaped her before she resumed her work on you.
Your member was soon being peppered with Flitter's small kisses, each spot tingling under the skin where her lips were contacted in a fraction of that second. How she managed to find all those weak spots you never knew existed went over your head.
Cloudchaser was literally right behind her sister, that rear end swaying smoothly even while she was pulling down those biker shorts by her teeth, revealing a pair of purple panties that soon join them. Cloudchaser was then reaching into the basket next to her with her avian feet. You guess that without hands, those would be the next best thing. And whatever she pulled out, it was then transferred into Flitter.
The girly harpy had to stop her own services for a moan to escape her. But that didn’t stop her from going right back. Her eyes remained glued to your dick in an effort to remain focused as she was kept being messed with from behind by her sister. Now she’s now only showering your member with instant kisses, but also swiping away with thin strokes of her tongue, and all while fighting back new moans.
She suddenly sat up just when your expecting release was reaching its simmer, taking a break with a breath of relief, “Just a moment; it’s time to take it to the next step…” and that’s when a glow emitted from the collar she touched.
The woman in front of you was no longer slender and svelte. You were now looking at a buxom bimbo who’s a foot taller than she was a moment ago. All of the curves were filled to capacity. Her thighs were plump and juicy and so were her watermelon-sized breasts, that were spilled out and pushing against her petite sports bra, hanging just over her nipples. You were now face-to-face with a gym patron milf.
“I’m sure you like the new look,” Flitter said, the voice of an experienced mother, “But it won’t be the last thing that’s new. Let me show you…” she reached into the basket and pulled out a handful of strange, glittery pink berries before taking them into her mouth. And while chewing them down, Flitter took that plush body of hers and started sliding her way up yours, making sure you feel every part of her slinking against you like a serpent.
When giant bust was resting against your chest and the two of you were eye-to-eye, Flitter wrapped her arms around your neck and pulled you in until her plump lips were wrapped around yours. You were all too happy to welcome in her tongue, as well as the mashed-up berries she was processing. Both you and her delivered soft, quiet moans as your tongues played with each other through the sweet juices the berries held. One you were done swallowing your food, she pulled herself away, but remained close enough that you could feel hot breath on you, “Did you like what mommy fed you?” you could only answer her sultry-toned question with a nod, which was rewarded with a sweet giggle, “Then be a good little boy while I spoil you some more,” she slinked back down your body, until your stiff member was hiding underneath her mammoth mother’s mammaries.
“Cloudy-sweetie?” Flitter sang in her matured tone, while holding her breasts together between her wing joints, “Could you help me out here?”
That’s when Cloudchaser hopped onto her sister’s back. As she leaned back, she flashed those shiny talons of hers and dug them into those breasts. It wasn’t long until your cock was swallowed up and caught in this talon-titjob. You feel yourself rolling about between the ever-molding walls of flesh, and even poke out occasionally to brush your tip against the fabric of Flitter’s sports bra, causing your simmering sensation rivaling her licks and kisses and even Cloudchaser’s sloppy blowjob.
But suddenly, Cloudchaser stopped, “One sec!” she spun around and reached back into the basket, only to return with a small jar in talon, “Just gotta get this out of the way first,” and there she ripped the miniscule sports bra to shreds, freeing the massive breasts to spill out.
Flitter pouted, “Was that necessary? I only have so many, you know.”
“It’s just gonna get in the way,” Cloudchaser harrumphed, when a sly smile suddenly grew, “That reminds me…” she touched her collar and underwent her own transformation. When the glowing light soon unveiled her, she now possessed the size and build of a girl just entering her teens.
You had to remind yourself, that’s still an adult in front of you, who simply altered her appearance by the power of the collar.
Cloudchaser, meanwhile, was using a honey dipper to pour a few glob of honey over her sister’s breast, before going back to work on them. This time, you were being treated by a valley of sticky, slippery flesh. As an added bonus, Flitter was treated with a honey-covered pole, licking and sucking it like a popsicle every time it slides out to the surface, while Cloudchaser keeps applying a new, thick coat of honey the moment it’d run out. The combined sounds of loud slobbery slurps and moans of sweet enjoyment with her mouth being filled again and again can be heard, and you could feel the slimy globs of saliva and honey spread about by a fondled pair of breasts sending your climax to a boil. Eventually all those sensations blended together and helped push your climax past its limit, as you used a loud moan being forced out of you as your only warning to the sisters.
The moment you exploded, Flitter swallowed you down to the hilt, and just stayed there while taking in your load. When you tapped out, she slowly pulled back up while dragging her lips up your skin, as a long, drawn-out slurp signified her making sure to leave nothing behind. She gave your tip a special puckering before she released you. Her lips were pursed into a seal to keep everything she caught. Not a single drop was swallowed.
Cloudchaser dismounted off her sister and slipped underneath her. Flitter slipped her wings around Cloudchaser’s tiny new frame and enveloped her into her own plushy curves, before taking her sister’s head and took her lips into hers. You were now watching Cloudchaser being fed by her own sister the very load she’s been holding, just like a mother bird feeding her young. And Cloudchaser was gladly gulping down her meal.
The two broke the kiss in a gasp of ecstasy between them. They broke their eye contact to look at you. Their smiles grew seeing the lazy aghast expression you didn’t know you were making. After giving each other another quick glance, the two avians changed positions. This new pose involved the lolified Cloudchaser resting back against her sister’s plump body, while her wings reached overhead to hook around her sister’s neck like a human necklace. The milf Flitter used her bird-like feet to first tear away her sister’s loosened clothes with her talons, before then taking her sister’s ankles to spread her legs wide open. This new position exposed both girl’s mounds to the elements.
“Time for you to return the favor,” Flitter purred, “Take your pick.”
You dragged yourself over to the harpy sisters already deciding where to start, and dove yourself face-first into the mound of Cloudchaser.
A sharp gasp came from the miniscule adult, followed by the first of many series of moans as you sucked against the skin-tight lower lips. You kept that up for a tiny while before penetrating her with your tongue, causing Cloudchaser to bring a new level of intensity to her moans.
“C'mon, use those teeth!” she manage to get out through her groan, “Make me work for it!”
You obliged by adding your incisors and scraped them against the foreign flesh. That was rewarded by Cloudchaser’s sudden squawk of pleasure. So now you were chewing up Cloudchaser’s cooch while stirring your tongue into her honeypot. Cloudchaser was now a thrashing, grunting mess pushing herself further against you for hopes of any additional scrapes of pleasure, which soon reached its peak and, with one last crow of contentment, she gushed right into your mouth. You took the spice-flavored essence as compensation before releasing your jaws and going lower, sinking you teeth into another, more juicer mound.
Flitter gave a surprised squeal when she felt those teeth raked her skin, followed by a moaning string of pleasure when something warm and wet slipped inside her. Flitter’s sweet melody filled your ears as you practically made her pussy your chewtoy. The intense cries came faster as she squirmed against you, until she herself suffered her sister’s fate and came, her payment stinging your tongue with the noticeably tangy splash of white grapes, which you gladly took.
When you pulled away, you could see Flitter’s exhausted smile plastered on her face after the recent round of sex you gave her. Meanwhile, Cloudchaser was still hanging around Flitter’s neck, squirming about against her sister’s grip in tiny whimpers, all centered at her swerving hips.
“I think we’re just about ready,” Flitter sighed, and reached yet again into the basket with her talons and brought out a clear condiment bottle with a violet tint of whatever’s inside it, “My sister’s loins are burning, but we’re not quite there yet. Apply this lotion on her. And while you’re at it…” as she turned Cloudchaser onto her stomach while still on top of her, Flitter then spread her own legs apart as far as she could, and gave a seductive pout, “Mind giving momma some attention as well?”
You took the bottle from Flitter’s talons and closed in on the two. You hovered the bottle over Cloudchaser and squeezed, dumping a generous amount of a gel-like substance onto her back. As you began spreading it across her petite body. Your hardened member was poking against Flitter’s pussy, until those very lower lips suddenly took you in and swallowed you. As you began pumping your hips, Cloudchaser was already squirming more intensely as her skin was becoming glistened with a new thin coat of moisture, and your fingers digging into every nook and cranny for extra measure.
The two harpies were moaning anew from each of their respective pleasures. Flitter moved her hips in sync with yours to add to her rapture, and suddenly she wrapped her legs over your back and pulled you in, pinning Cloudchaser between your larger bodies. Speaking of, Cloudchaser was writhing about so much that she was able to twist herself back around, her hardened nipples scraping against your chest. A thought occurred to you and took this opportunity to reach over and grab Cloudchaser by her tight little ass. She let out a blissful cry when you gave it a squeeze. And when you decided to go further and pierce your middle finger into her back entrance, it became a melodious scream.
“Oh, darling!” Flitter cried out through the pleasure, “I think it’s time we let you in on a little secret. Everything we’ve been feeding each other, are sexual enhancements. The crystal berries, the honey, even the grapes and cinnamon sugar you tasted down there , all made possible by our LPS gardeners and scientists. Even that lotion is made as a powerful aphrodisiac. Now Cloudy's skin is as sensitive as a newborn's. And the cinnamon’s side-effect made her all tingly inside. And there’s only one way to scratch that itch,” Flitter loosened her grip of her legs, but only to make room for your hips, “Go on! She’s ready to be served!”
Even though Flitter’s lower mouth had a tight grip on you, you managed to free yourself, only to put it inside another entrance. You met resistance as you pushed between those lips, like a locked gate fighting back a battering ram. But that defense eventually failed when put all your strength into one thrust. That suddenly forceful breech unleased a shrill screech laced with lust from the tiny little harpy. Unlike her sister’s soft cushions, her walls wrapped him in a tight seal that left no room to move.
This was an entirely new thing for you. You would no longer slip in and out like before. Below him, Cloudchaser flashed you a pearly-white grin, “What’s the matter, not as easy as you thought?” she managed to say with as much arrogance as she could muster up, “I’m not as loose as my sister here. And I got zero tolerance for limp-dicked losers. So you better fuck me like your life depended on it. Think you got the manpower for it?”
Your mind was being to far drowned in lust to think of anything other than what’s in front of you. Any and all attention went to your shaft, with Cloudchaser’s challenge forged into your head like a command from your jailbait master.
You put all your power into one point: your next thrust. And in an instant, your iron shaft smashed through and shoved itself inside. Cloudchaser's spine snapped back as another cry of pain and ecstasy escaped. While her sister’s walls were soft and squishy, Cloudchaser’s was a vice-gripped seal with no room to move. But that wouldn’t stop you, because you use an amazing about of strength to rip yourself out of the tiny cavern, save for the tip, before using massive force to shove yourself back inside with a excited shriek from Cloudchaser to welcome you.
Then, you did the same thing again. And again. And soon you managed to find your rhythm. You were now tearing into Cloudchaser's hot cavern like a raging beast with all your might. Your power was enough to drag the midget harpy on her back like a rag against the plump milf sister pinned under the both of you.
You watch the crazed, spaced-out look Cloudchaser was making while flailing about against your thrusting, “OOOHH FUCK !!” she managed to scream through her frothing teeth.
“Oh, please forgive my sister!” Flitter panted out, “She’s kind of a size-queen and likes to get it rough! That’s why she likes taking this form! But another problem is finding someone big enough to satisfy her savage urges!”
You suddenly felt two pairs of crows' feet before you got launched back away from the duo and crashed into the edge of the nest! You inspected the slick, stiff pole between your legs…
Something’s wrong. Have your eyes been playing tricks on you? Or does your tool resemble a large tree-trunk rather than what you thought you had…?
You were unable to notice a sun-blinding shadow coming right at you before it crashed right on top of you, taking the wind out of your lungs. You were now facing the sex-crazed look of Cloudchaser who was now sat ontop of you. She managed to steal a quick, tongue-filled kiss before turning over to perch herself between your legs. She pushed her lower body against you overstuffed sausage until she managed to plunge it inside. You felt the cramp cavity walls tightening around you, this time, with enough to crush you dick. Before, you had to fight off her vice-grip; but now you’re unable to take this new wave of crushing power that you could only cry out, in both pleasure and pain, against the harpy's hold.
Using the talons closed around your thighs as leverage, Cloudchaser dragged you out of her anal trap before shoving herself back down. She did this again. And again. And soon she managed to find her rhythm, pounding into you, growling and snarling like a possessed bird of prey; while you’re forced to lay back to add your whining and blubbering to the background. Cloudchaser’s the one in control now! How could such a small thing be overpowering you?!
“That’s where our special Crystal Cherries come in handy,” you could here Flitter say, “I’m sure you could see for yourself how it worked wonders for your little friend down there. The trade off is that it backs you up, meaning you have to do your damnedest to, well, unclog those pipes. But it looks like that add isn’t tight enough for the job.”
“Fuck you, Flitter!!” Cloudchaser screeched through her ass-raping, “If you think you can do better then GET YOUR FUCKIN' FAT ASS OVER AND HELP!!!”
You heard a sigh, “Okay, if you insist…” you were now being approached by the bigger sister, posing over the two of you with a radical accessory between her legs. It was long, phallic and huge , and topped with tiny little seeds.
Even Cloudchaser stopped spearing you into her. Even though her back was to you, you could tell her mouth was watering, “Are you really gonna fuckin' fill me up with that?”
Flitter giggled, “You never fail to drool over my infamous Beef-Jerky Birdfeeders. But I’m afraid I’m gonna have to give this one to our guest. Now…” she grabbed your ankles and took flight, pulling up your legs and then landed right on top of you. Now you’re pinned down with your legs folded against you and your ass pointed high in the air, while Flitter had her ‘Birdfeeder' poking against your own special place, “Time for the main course.”
You felt your back door being forced open as Flitter pushed her ‘Birdfeeder’ into you. She, too, pulled herself out just to thrust back in, again and again until she found her rhythm.
Cloudchaser twisted around with you still stuck to her ass, now facing you and helping her sister keep you pinned, and propped her wings against your chest for extra support before going back to business. While your dick was being sawed into the hard-working hips of a bite-sized bird of prey, you were feeling your own inner walls being scratched against a BBW bird constantly filling you, countless hard bits scraping your insides with that thick, creamy lubricant to make things smoother as she passionately bounces her hips on top of you, and her wings fanned out to keep her balance.
Being fucked by two beautiful girls while being pinned in a bizarre position with no control over the situation, you gave in with your own moans of submission to go along with the pleasure-filled commotion.
“Ah, he’s crying!” Flitter cooed, as she kept bouncing, “I can’t help but see him as a fresh young hatchling!”
“Fuckin' pussy!” Cloudchaser snarled as she kept smashing against you, “You’re supposed to be a man but you’re crying like a little bitch while a couple of girls are having their way with you!”
“Oh, look at that face! I just want to wrap him in my wings and comfort him forever!”
“Do you like it? Do you like having two girls raping and abusing you?!”
Both harpies picked up the pace as at this point lost their restraint. Their moaning and screaming filled the forest trees.
“Oh my God, it’s coming!” hollered Cloudchaser, “I’m gonna…I’m gonna--!!!” All she could do was let out a piercing shriek as she detonated in climax, her legs set off with hot juices spilling out all over! That last bit of crushing pressure from her tight ass was just enough to help reach your own limit. What happened next felt like an eternity as you unloaded yourself inside Cloudchaser, causing her screams to drag out along with it. A massive weight was literally lifted against you as Flitter released her grip and dismounted you, causing your legs to fold back out to normal but also causing Cloudchaser to fall over on her back, both your legs intertwined as her ass still held on for dear life to your still-unloading duck. Buried against the edge of the next due to all that action, you looked down at the exhausted Cloudchaser petering out with quiet moans as a bulge was growing in her belly, no doubt being filled to capacity with as much cum as it can carry.
Flitter came over and snuggled in against you, “You know, that was quite a bit of fun; but just one problem…” she opened her legs and you you see that her Birdfeeder has been torn off at the hilt of her strap-on. You then call to attention that stuffed feeling of fullness inside you, and then it all clicked. Flitter giggled at the sight of whatever expression you were making, “This is what my sister likes to look forward to whenever the Birdfeeder is used on her. But now you get to serve us. As soon as Cloudy gets her strength back, we’ll help you out before you leave. Until then...” Flitter then straddled on top of you, her super-pillowy curves spilling against out as she pushed her tits against your face, “I think mommy needs a bit more attention from her honorary baby boy.”
You obliged by sinking your teeth into the nearest fattened teat…
Even when you made it all the way back to the front lobby, you were still walking funny due to your back door left wide open from before. But other than that, you had a hell of a time. That was three months' salary well-spent.
You were expecting Raven to still be there as you passed by her desk. But instead, slumped against the seat with both legs wide open and hanging over the armrests, was a harpy with curly light-pink hair and dark-pink wings. Raven was indeed in the room, because you caught a glimpse of her under the desk with her face buried in the avian's crotch.
When the harpy locked eyes with you, she placed her feathers against her lips in a shushing gesture, pleading you to keep quiet as she brought her attention back to the woman between her legs, even using her other wing to push Raven further in, “Oh, that’s right, Raven,” she moaned, “Just a little more, and Miss Cheerilee will give you her reward,” the show taking place in front of you was bringing life back in your pants. You wonder if they’ll allow a free show…
Thus ends tonight’s tale in the Lecherous Pet Shop.
Did you enjoy your stay, one would do well to. You may never get another chance…
Author's Note
Have you ever wanted to have a magical adventure under the sea? Well, don’t forget that in the Lecherous Pet Shop, any dream becomes reality. All you have to do is prove that you’re man enough to let it go when it’s over.
Fishy
Welcome, lucky patron, to The Lecherous Pet Shop. Here, you will dwell into desire unlike any other. But be careful. You will only have one session before you leave, never again to return; so do well to make it count.
As you first reach the lobby, you meet a young, white-skinned woman wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a short black skirt. She had brown eyes framed behind her black-rimmed glasses and her brunette hair tied in a bun, “Good evening, sir, and welcome to the Lecherous Pet Shop,” the woman greeted with a small smile, “My name is Raven.”
Raven Inkwell: Receptionist
“I’m sure you’ve heard the rumors. Yes, you can fulfill whatever desire you may, with whichever partner you see most fit. In fact, let’s see what kind of request you had…” she looked down onto the clipboard, “Oh! I see you requested some time in one of the Aquatic circles. Follow me, please.”
As you follow Raven through narrow corridors adorned with intricate tapestries and dim, flickering lamps, you can’t help but feel an unquenchable thirst for intimacy. Raven finally stopped before a door adorned with an elegant brass handle. She turned to face you, “I’m sure you’ll enjoy the experience of a lifetime,” she said before opening the door.
What awaited inside was a lavishly-decorated chamber bathed in hues of blue and green, creating an underwater ambiance. The walls and ceiling were adorned with detailed paintings of various oceanic scenes, complete with shimmering light fixtures casting an ethereal glow on the room. In the center of the chamber stood a giant, circular pool, water having a glowing aura due to the fluorescent lighting from underneath.
The sudden sound of a shut door confirmed your privacy, meaning there was nothing stopping you from shedding your clothes, undergarments and all. Feeling a bit hesitant at first, you cautiously approached the edge of the pool. You decided to dip your toe in and are pleasantly surprised by the gentle warmth enveloping your foot. You took a deep breath and plunge into the inviting abyss.
The water feels comforting, cocooning you in a soothing embrace. As you swam farther away from the edge, a feeling of liberation overcomes you. You break the surface, gasping for air before diving back down again.
The pool's design creates a perfect replica of an underwater cavern, complete with rocks, shipwrecks, and an array of bioluminescent creatures swimming around you. The sensation of freedom overwhelms you as you explore the depths of the pool, feeling completely uninhibited.
Suddenly, something catches your eye: a luminous figure materializing just beneath the surface. You held your breath and dove in, propelling yourself toward the radiant light.
Sea Swirl: Gem of the Seven Seas
Your pulse quickened as you watched her navigate effortlessly among the swirling currents, her lithe form slicing through the water like a blade through silk.
Her gaze suddenly locked onto yours, and you couldn’t help but be entranced by the hypnotic power within those mesmerizing eyes. It's not long before you felt an overwhelming urge to touch her. To reach out and trace the contours of her delicate features with your fingertips.
As you mindlessly pushed yourself towards the aquatic beauty, she suddenly twists her body until her eyes met yours. No chance to process as the large distance suddenly closed between you and her. She embraced you, wrapping her slender arms around and her chest against yours, before you felt yourself being carried upwards to the surface.
Surprised by the strength in her grip, you tried to pry her hands off, but they remained firm. As your head broke the surface, you gasped for air, inhaling deeply and reveling in the sensation of wetness clinging to your skin.
You glance at the mermaid pressing her naked flesh up against yours, noticing her sweet smile, her teeth gleaming whitely against her lilac skin. Her long hair, which flowed with her in the water, is now clinging to her face and spilling down her shoulders.
“Did you have fun?!” she giggled in a bubbly tone. Her voice was soft yet confident, like the gentle hum of a serene melody. You feel one of her hands slide from your back, around to your chest, and travel down to the unprotected place between your legs.
That hand lightly squeezed your package, the pressure gradually increasing. This action created a tingly sensation, which quickly spread throughout your entire body. Your breathing became heavier, your heart raced, and your dick began to grow hard.
"Wanna get this party started?” Sea Swirl asked sweetly.
Unable to look away from her mesmerizing eyes, you could only give a squeaky, “Uh-huh,” as you knew that even if you wanted to protest against her bold advances, your body would betray you. The way she touched you made your heart race, and your cock throbbed in the mermaid’s grip.
"Okay! Let’s get this show on the road!” Sea Swirl excitedly chirped, tugging you along with her strong arm. As you reluctantly complied, you couldn't help but marvel at how effortlessly she moved through the water, leaving a wake of sparkling droplets in her path.
Once you arrived at the pool's edge, your back pressed against the cool tile wall, the mermaid pulled herself up onto the side of the pool. Her powerful tail muscles flexed with ease, revealing her incredibly toned physique. Sea Swirl then leaned in close, staring directly into your eyes while gently stroking your erection with her fingers.
The sensation was intense—your cock twitched violently in response, swelling even larger than before.
"How about we try a little something first?" she cooed softly, tilting her head slightly.
Without waiting for your reply, she released your cock and slid back into the water, disappearing beneath the surface. Panicking, you attempted to call out to her, but no sound escaped your lips. Then, just as abruptly as she vanished, Sea Swirl reappeared. She held a massive conch shell, its size dwarfing both of your heads combined.
Holding it high above her head, she expertly spun the shell around, aligning its mouth to point straight at you. Suddenly, the shell emitted a loud, resonant blast, filling the air with a haunting symphony of sounds. You couldn't make any sense of it, but somehow, it sent waves of ecstasy coursing through your veins.
"Ready for an encore, big guy?" she grinned mischievously, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
Before you could respond, she leaped back into the water, her tail kicking up a massive wave that drenched you from head to toe.
The bubbles continued to rise, enveloping you in a magical realm that teetered on the brink of reality and fantasy. Each burst of laughter and playful splashing echoed through the chamber, adding to the intoxicating atmosphere.
She dove underwater once more, only to emerge moments later, grasping another conch shell. As she blew into it, the haunting melody reverberated throughout the room, stirring your deepest desires.
Your cock grew harder with each note, throbbing in anticipation. Each bubble popped and tickled your skin, heightening your sensitivity. You were lost in a sea of pleasure, oblivious to anything else.
Sea Swirl paused her performance, her eyes locked onto yours. The bubbles dissipated, leaving behind a hazy fog hovering above the water's surface. She handed you the conch shell, gesturing for you to blow into it.
You hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to expect. But the sheer lust in her eyes convinced you to comply.
You closed your eyes as you put the conch shell to your lips, taking a deep breath and blowing into it. The haunting melody echoed through the chamber, resonating with a primal rhythm that stirred your innermost desires. As you played the instrument, you could feel yourself becoming one with the music, surrendering to the intoxicating sensations that enveloped you.
The melody seemed to ripple through the water, reaching out to Sea Swirl like a lover's tender touch.
"Who taught you to play such a lovely song?" she whispered, her voice barely audible above the soft susurration of the water.
In fact, how did you even know how to play? You were never much of a musician before now.
Of course, your confused thoughts were interrupted by the mermaid’s sudden bubbly laughter, “Just kidding! These conches are magic! They’re forged to play music automatically. They made them just for us girls who want to give a show,” Sea Swirl winked at you cheekily before tossing the conch shell back into the water.
You couldn’t help but stare at the majestic and playful mermaid standing before you with admiration. She smiled softly, seemingly reading your thoughts, and swam to you at the edge of the pool.
But as you were waist deep, Sea Swirl remained underwater, and dangerously close to your hardened dick. You did noticed how stiff and pent up you feel, and if it weren’t for the fact your lower half was submerged, you could’ve sworn your dick was bigger than it normally was.
Of the distorted underwater images, the one of Sea Swirl merged with your own, as you feel you cock becoming sheathed into the mermaid’s mouth. An involuntary moan escaped you from the sensation of those moist, warm walls. The mermaid's skilled tongue swirled around your shaft, making it throb with pleasure. Her throat constricted tightly around your member, causing you to groan in bliss.
You can't believe what was happening right now; a gorgeous mermaid was giving you a blowjob! It was beyond belief, yet there you were, drowning in a wave of carnal pleasure as the mermaid swallowed your erection whole, you could feel the suction around your shaft tighten. The sensation was exquisite, a heavenly rapture that transcended the bounds of physical pleasure. It was only a matter of time before she began sliding out, just to plunge your dick back in. Her mouth worked tirelessly, skillfully milking your swollen length.
You couldn't resist thrusting your hips forward, eagerly plunging deeper into her mouth. Your fingers found their way to her long, silky hair, tangling in the strands as you guided her movements. She stopped suddenly, to pull your hands out of her hair. Oops, looks like she doesn’t like that kind of rough play. Oh well, you could only prop your arms onto the cobblestone edge as you let Sea Swirl get back to work. Those soft touch of her lips, coupled with the intense warmth radiating from her mouth, left you panting heavily.
The combination of pleasure and anticipation was overwhelming, as she expertly swirled her tongue around your throbbing rod. or each several thrust you make, Sea Swirl responded with a satisfied hum, tightening her grip around your base. And each one was increasing longer than the last.
As she continued to bob her head, the friction was building up inside you, growing hotter and hotter. Your cock was throbbing, begging for release. The pressure was mounting, reaching a fever pitch. You couldn't take it anymore—you were about to explode.
But just as you were on the brink of climax, Sea Swirl abruptly disengaged, leaving you gasping for air. She swiftly replaced her mouth with her hand, pumping your cock vigorously. The change came as a shock, but the sensation was just as intense. Your orgasm was imminent, and the sight of Sea Swirl's slender fingers working your shaft was enough to send you over the edge.
The mermaid was swimming towards the floating cum, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. She open her mouth wide near the nearest floating dollop and popped it in. She didn’t even use her hands. She did the same with the rest, swimming around to slurp up every string and every dollop.
You were dumbfounded as she ate up all of your floating cum like an actual fish! You couldn't comprehend what you'd just witnessed, but you couldn't deny the thrill and satisfaction that coursed through your veins. As you watched her consume the remnants of your release, you couldn't help but feel proud and astonished at the same time.
Sea Swirl emerged from the water, her eyes glistening with satisfaction as she licked her lips, savoring the taste of your essence. The mermaid's slender form glistened with water droplets, catching the light from the crystal chandeliers above as she gracefully approached you.
Sea Swirl gave the sweetest smile as if to fight the flavor she must be savoring, “I haven’t had this good a man in a while!”
You felt a surge of pride and accomplishment, knowing that your release had been so satisfying that it was deemed worthy of consumption.
Sea Swirl, the mermaid who had provided you with such an unforgettable encounter, was nothing short of perfection. Her lilac skin, iridescent hair, and mesmerizing eyes were a testament to her allure. And her bubbly, happy-go-lucky attitude was the cherry on top of what’s no doubt the best woman you’ve set your eyes on.
There was nothing better than a horny fish girl who loved sucking dick and swallowing cum. That thought alone must have pushed your cock back to full mast, because you didn't even realize you were getting hard again until Sea Swirl moved in passionate kiss. Her tongue explored your mouth, dancing with yours, sharing the taste of your seed.
"You taste so delicious," she mumbled against your lips, "and you're so big again..." you were already feeling a pair of delicate hands gripping around your member, “I want you to fuck me raw."
Her fingers tightened around your erect penis, pulling you closer to her entrance. You could feel the smooth wetness of her slit, teasing you with hints of what lay within.
"Please?” she pleaded, her voice trembling with need, "I need you to take me…make me yours."
You nodded, unable to speak. The urgency in her plea, the sincerity in her eyes, made you lose control. You grabbed her aquatic fish hips and pushed her back against the cobblestone edge, positioning her in front of you. Your cock throbbed with anticipation, ready to penetrate her delicate folds. You had to take a second to admire the beauty of her nude form, her lilac skin glistening with water droplets, and her iridescent hair cascading down her back.
“I know I have a pretty face, babe…” Sea Swirl whimpered, her voice quivering with anticipation, "But don’t keep me waiting, alright?!”
With that, you thrust into her, the head of your cock parting her wet folds with ease.
The sensation of her velvety canal surrounding your already sensitive girth sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through your body. You begin to pump your hips, gradually picking up speed as you claim her with each stroke.
The walls of her pussy squeeze tightly around your shaft, massaging it with every thrust. You groan loudly, reveling in the sensation of being fully immersed in her warmth. Her lithe form bucks wildly against you, matching your tempo as she cries out in ecstasy, "Yes, yes…fuck me harder…"
Each thrust you give only drove her wilder, and you can't help but feel empowered by your ability to bring her such pleasure. You intensify your pace, driving your erection deeper into her tight, wet passage. Each thrust sends sparks of pleasure surging through you, and you can hear her whimpers of pleasure echoing through the chamber. The walls seem to vibrate with the intensity of your passion, amplifying the sensations tenfold.
Sea Swirl throws her head back, arching her back as her hardened nipples brush against your chest. She threw it back forth just to lock her eyes with yours, filled with a mix of desire and gratitude. "Oh god…oh god!" she moans, her voice hoarse with passion, "Fuck me harder, make me yours!"
You can't resist the lure of her pleading words, nor the magnetic force drawing you closer to her willing body. As you relentlessly pound her, you can feel the pulsating walls of her pussy tightening around your cock, squeezing it mercilessly. Each thrust pushes you deeper into her welcoming warmth, the friction increasing with every stroke. You hammer into her with reckless abandon, the walls of her pussy convulsing around your cock. The frenzied motion threatens to tear you apart, but you refuse to stop.
“I’m—I’m getting close!" she gasps, her body trembling in anticipation, "Please, fill me up! I want you to fill me up!!”
Obeying her pleas, you exploded inside of her, filling the insides of her pussy with a second barrage of semen without pulling out, Sea Swirl crying in ecstasy, arching her back as you refused to pull out.
"Thank you, oh, thank you!" she cried, her voice hoarse with pleasure. "I needed that so badly!"
After releasing your load, you decided to leave your dick exactly where it is, making sure all that you unloaded stayed inside that pussy.
“That, was, amazing,” Sea Swirl muttered breathlessly.
You glanced down at Sea Swirl, still sandwiched between you and the edge of the pool, your cock still plugged inside her. Her eyes are closed, her breathing heavy, and you can see a contented smile lingering on her lips, “I hadn’t had that hard a pounding in a long time,” she huffed, “I don’t think I could last another—“
That train of thought stopped dead in its tracks she felt something well deep inside her; that same something keeping you stuck to her. In fact, it seemed to be growing…expanding… pushing against her inner walls, straining for freedom.
“Uh, what’s going on?” she asked nervously, squirming underneath you as she felt whatever was happening inside her pussy intensifying. Sea Swirl looked up at you with a concerned expression, “Is that your…” you could feel that raging beast of lust within return for Round 3. That means only one thing coming to mind… “A-are you gonna do what I—WAAH!!!” Sea Swirl screamed in surprise as you hoisted her by the waist and the two of you crash back into the water with a splash.
The third round of fucking commenced.
As the two of you sank into the depths, you pounded away with at Sea Swirl with renewed vigor, driven by the memory of her earlier request—a request fueled by lust and desperation. Sure, the water resistance may pose a problem, but you were determined to overcome physics as you redoubled your efforts to pound into that cavern.
“AH! AH! AH! OH! FUCK!” Her screams echoed through the deafening water around them. Your cock pistoned in and out of her pussy, the sensation of her tight walls squeezing around your girth sending sparks of pleasure coursing through your body. You could feel the water around you churning, the ripples caused by your frenzied movements spreading outward like a tidal wave.
"HARD—HARD—HARD—!" she grunted, her voice barely audible above the sounds of water crashing against the pool's edge, "OH! MY! GOD! OH! MY—“ You could feel Sea Swirl's body shaking violently beneath you, her pussy clamping down on your cock like a vice. The sensation was overwhelming, the pressure building within you threatening to burst. You could only hold on for dear life as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you.
"I—I—I—" she stammered, her voice cracking with strain. "I! CAN’T! TAKE! IIIT!"
With a final, thunderous thrust, you exploded inside her, filling her pussy with a third and final load of semen. The sensation was indescribable, a tidal wave of pleasure that swept you away. You could feel the walls of her pussy convulsing around your cock, squeezing it mercilessly.
"UUUWWAAAAAAAHH!" her screams echoing through the water around them, her hot, stinging tears mixing with it.
Everything was a blur after that…
After what seemed like an eternity, you were staring blankly at the ceiling as your hand was being held by your mermaid beau, while both of you hovered on the pool’s surface like floatation devices. You felt completely spent, like a puppet with used up strings while you tried to catch your breath.
Sea Swirl broke the silence, “I take it back…that was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
You couldn’t help but chuckle at her confession, the sound echoing through the chamber with a gentle resonance. The mermaid's cheeks turned a rosy hue, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. Her iridescent hair floated around her face like a veil, casting an ethereal glow on her lilac skin.
"I've never felt so satisfied," she admitted, her voice soft and vulnerable, "And I’ve never been filled up this much ! Thank god I’m on the pill.
You couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought of having three kids with a fish girl, then remembered how you wanted to experience more encounters at this mysterious sex bar. Too bad you could only come here once in a lifetime.
Your heart ached at the thought of parting ways with the enchanting mermaid who had graced you with such an unforgettable experience. The prospect of leaving Sea Swirl behind pained you deeply, yet you knew that tomorrow brought new adventures and untold pleasures.
“Could you promise me something?” you hear Sea Swirl murmur, “Promise me that even if you never find this place again, you won't forget about me. If we’re lucky, we’ll meet each other in the outside world."
Your heart ached at the thought of leaving, but you managed to utter a quiet "I promise." And gave her hand a small squeeze.
"Thank you," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "That means a lot to me."
You float about, finally feeling your exhaustion wash over you. Maybe it would hurt to take a little nap.
You jolted awake, coughing up water as you struggled to draw breath. Your chest heaved, and your lungs burned from the lack of oxygen. Your body was wracked with convulsions, and you could feel the cold, damp stones beneath you.
"Oh god, Are you okay!?" a familiar voice asked, concern lacing her tone.
You opened your eyes to see a worried Sea Swirl. She was sitting beside you, her hand gently stroking your hair.
“We thought you’d never wake up, you know,” you looked to find Raven Inkwell kneeling beside you, wearing a lifeguard onesie, “I’d highly advise against taking a nap in a pool. You inhaled a fair amount of water.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t help you!” Sea Swirl cried, “I haven’t take my CPR class just yet!”
You couldn't believe that you had drowned in such a scenario. But hey, things happen, and at least you survived.
And while you still feel the effects of your near-death experience, there's no denying the bond you formed with Sea Swirl – or rather, the relationship you'd be able to establish. After all, you only live once, right?
“I’ll tell you what…” Raven said, “I’ve been considering giving you a free future appointment. If you promise to sign an NDA…”
You look at Sea Swirl, whose eyes you see glowing with Hope. Then, back at the receptionist…
“Fuck it; I’m down. Where do I sign?”