Heat Amongst Winterby zetasquadron94ChaptersChapter 1Chapter 2Gallus x OcellusChapter 1“Snowstorm warning,” The sign in the front hall said, even with what few students they had over winter break, they still posted announcements. According to Professor Dash, there were some unexpected atmospherics which meant a snowstorm would be hitting Ponyville sooner and stronger than expected. Not that the students were particularly concerned. Few had examined the poster very closely(besides a Hippogriff and a changeling) and they figured they'd be stuck inside anyway. In a classroom near the poster, or down the hall rather, most of the students were gathered for the last class of the day. Gallus held Silverstream's hand in his claws as he wrote down something in his notebook. He tried to concentrate on the board instead of her warm grasp. She was looking between the board and her notebook easily, seemingly not distracted at all. The griffin tugged on his collar, ruffled his head feathers a bit, and spared a glance around. The rest of the small gang was busy listening or pretending to. They sat in the front of a lecture hall, listening to Professor Pinkie Pie. Most of the lecture hall was empty, as it always was in a winter break class. Pinkie Pie was their professor today, demonstrating something Gallus didn’t follow or even understand but he wrote down anyway. As Gallus moved his gaze, he noticed with distaste the light from the windows contrasted sharply with the glow crystals of the lecture hall. It was a cold and snowy day, but the building itself was quite hot. Knew I should’ve worn just a t-shirt, he thought, as he stopped to take off his sweatshirt. The heating in the building came from a geothermal pump, but for some reason, it was malfunctioning of late. The professors said it would be useful, what with the coming snowstorm, in case it broke and no one could repair it for a bit, but it made the building sweltering. “...and that’s how Equestria was made the third time!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed, “It’s just like a cake, sometimes there’s layers to this stuff–” She paused abruptly, and looked at her watch. “Oh, phooey! That’s our time, everypony.” The gang got up, somewhat gratefully, and packed up their stuff. “Gallus! Silverstream! Let me speak with you please!” Gallus winced. He stopped and turned. He exchanged looks with his girlfriend, and both went to the professor’s desk. She was busy eating some confectionary products. “Uh, you wanted to see us, professor?” He asked. “I hope it’s nothing bad…” Silverstream said nervously. Pinkie sat up. “Oh, don’t worry! It’s nothing bad!” She grinned, then grimaced a little. “I wanted to speak to you… about…” She grimaced further. “Uh oh,” Gallus said aloud. “Don’t worry, it’s just a little hard to say!” Pinkie sighed, then clapped her hands together, “Look, if you’re going to use the pool for hanky panky, please clean up afterward!” She grinned. “What?!” The couple exclaimed. “I know, you think you're being subtle about it and all, but please, next time… please clean up afterwards.” “How did you know?” Silverstream gasped. “I have my ways,” Pinkie winked. “Just please be a bit more careful.” She gestured, “Speaking of which, I meant to fill up the free condom dispensary but I haven't gotten the chance. There's a closet with them a little way down the hall. Would you mind doing it, please? I have… something to do.” With that, she was away out the door. Gallus sighed, “Great. She knows, and she gets us to do her job.” Silverstream giggled, “I think she was giving us a hint.” “And making us do her job?” Silverstream rolled her eyes, “Come on.” They walked down the halls, Silverstream pulled him into a closet, “It’s this one.” It was a dimly-lit, yet fairly spacious closet. More of a storage area than a simple closet. Gallus squinted into the dark. He made his way to the back and found a white container. “Found ‘em.” Gallus turned around and stumbled. Silverstream had her skirt at her feet and was struggling with her shirt. “Here?! Now?!” He squeaked. His eyes went up and down, first hitting her vagina, then her slowly-exposed breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra. He felt a bizarre, yet delightful sensation in his gut, like nausea. He had the inexplicable urge to use the bathroom. Silverstream shrugged and went back to work pulling off her shirt. “Let's test them out, why don't we?” Gallus blinked as his girlfriend tossed aside her last article of clothing. Quickly, he yanked down his shorts. His penis bounced around it almost painfully. Were those feelings in his gut butterflies, as the ponies called them? It was one of the most powerful sensations he’d been feeling as of late. Yet his enthusiasm was tempered by fear. Silverstream jammed a tool under the door handle, assuaging that fear a bit, then went up to Gallus. She sized him up, running her hands up and down his sides. She loved feeling his chest and running her hands up the border between his yellowish underbelly and the rest of his blue pelt. “Mm, even in the dark your feathers are amazing…” “So are yours,” He whispered a bit meekly. There was a hollow feeling in his chest. Silverstream kissed him, “Hey, it’s okay, relax! We don’t have to–” “I’m not afraid,” He hissed quickly, “I’m just–!” They heard voices. The hippogriff spun about and pushed against Gallus, shuffling them toward a cabinet. Gallus went rigid in more ways than one. Silverstream let out a strangled gasp. His penis was caught vertically right up the center of her ass. They fell backward against the cabinet. Silverstream inhaled sharply. They were slid up back against a container in this closet, stuck together, and frozen. He realized how he was clutching her, how close she was. How his arms had come across her protectively, and how her arms had gone backwards to protect him. And he noted she was breathing real funny. The voices walked past. Gallus could only see her blueish mane, with that mixture of highlights. He felt her pink fur. His hands wrapped around her middle. Her body was surprisingly muscular for someone so light and so sweet. Yet she had enough plush on her body to make holding her a treat. She inhaled sharply as his palm came to rest on one of her tits. Gallus suddenly remembered where his cock was as blood began to pump again. His other hand went up to cup both breasts. Silverstream hissed and went on all fours. “Come on, Gallus!” She leaned forward and grinned. With that, he aimed… and hit the wrong hole. She swore and hissed, trying to stay quiet. “Well we don't need the condoms this time,” He mumbled. He grabbed her wide hips, wrapping his fingers around them. He pulled her close again. “Gallus…” She moaned happily. She pushed back against him. Her enormous posterior clashed with his hips. He grunted and thrust back. She pushed again. He thrust into her. She was so unbelievably tight. Her anal cavity squeezed him like a vice. Gallus rocked his hips into her again and she squeaked. “Oh…” “Yes…!” She thrust back. Back and forth, back and forth. Ever since that night at the pool, they’d been going at it whenever they could. Never where they could be exposed, this was the closest call they'd had. Gallus squeezed his eyes shut. They seesawed between each other over and over. Silverstream felt his body move like an accordion behind her. She was enthralled by his motions and continued pushing back. Gallus was equally enthralled by her body. He felt her breasts bounced up and down, or back and forth given how they were arranged. One hand slipped up to grab one and she bit one of her claws. He hilted inside her and pulled out. The griffin thrust in again. He grimaced, then kept going faster. Silverstream replied in kind. She panted, leaning back and sending ripples of pleasure through both of their bodies. While Gallus was laid back and snarky outside, in the bedroom he was surprisingly meek. Silverstream took the lead, always eager to explore new things, and far more willing to take risks than he was. Living in the rump state of a fallen empire versus being under threat from the Storm King had a way of creating different dynamics in this sort of situation. Silverstream rocked against him, hammering herself against his cock. Every impact rippled through their forms, releasing dopamine and splatters of sweat. She let out low growls each time, like a hawk or another bird of prey. Gallus alternatively swore and gasped, invoking various deities. Finally, Gallus’ eyes went wide. “Silverstream…I…” She squeaked. Her pussy spewed fluid under her. Her whole body shook and her ass squeezed Gallus’ penis like a machine. He yelped, covered his mouth, and exploded. White cum squirted out around his member as he kept thrusting into her rear, filling her up. They separated, leaving a trail of one another's fluids between them on the floor. They collapsed for a moment to collect themselves. Silverstream rolled over. “Phew!” Gallus panted and grinned. “Right?” Silverstream grinned back. She quickly grabbed up her clothes, and before the griffin could blink, she was already dressed. “We gotta get moving before the others get suspicious.” She threw him his shirt and unjammed the door. Silverstream exited the closet, took two steps down the hall, and then quickly adjusted her outfit. It wouldn’t do to have her shirt exposed like that! XXXXX In the library, their four friends heard Silverstream’s distinctive excited prancing echo in the halls. Though it was winter break, there were a few people left in the school beyond their group. But everypony seemed to be clearing out, or preparing for the snowstorm that was anticipated. Several ponies were busy picking up books for a few days inside. Sandbar’s attention was on that walk, however. He could hear Gallus’ bare cat’s paws clicking. He blew air through his lips. “Celestia, they are way less subtle than they think they are, aren't they?” He asked, leaning his head on his hand. Aside from Ocellus, he was the second shortest of the group. He wore pants and a long-sleeve shirt. Though he was starting to think it wasn’t a good idea. He was still sweating. “Tell me about it,” Smolder scoffed. She and Gallus occupied the middle space for the group, both about equally as tall, though Smolder was skinnier. She was wearing shorts and a tank top herself, though it may not have been the malfunctioning heating, she ran hot in general. She pulled a book off the shelves. “I swear, I've never seen anyone be that hot and bothered!” “Yaks have seen worse,” Yona held out a hand and waved it from side to side. She was the largest, if not the tallest member of the group. She wore Yak robes that breathed in the heat and kept the cold out. “Well, that's cuz Yaks are weird,” Smolder shrugged. “Ocellus, are Changelings like this?” Ocellus looked up from a notebook, and two bound books, and went red. She was built more slightly than any of the others, even Sandbar, and wore a skirt and a sweater. “I…err…” Smolder winced and looked away. “Dragon should know that better than anyone,” Yona grunted. “Fair point,” Smolder mumbled and grabbed another book. It didn't take long for the door to open. Silverstream entered, “Hey guys!” A chorus of greetings followed. “What’s everygriff doing?” “Eh, nothing much,” Smolder said, “Just finishing up the essays we got assigned.” “Really? I’m already done,” Ocellus said, “I was busy researching.” “Researching? Researching what?” Silverstream asked. She darted over. “Can I see?” Ocellus slammed the book she was reading shut. Nevertheless, Silverstream peered over her shoulder at the notebook, “Oh, interesting!” She frowned, “Not anatomically correct, by the way. It should go that way, not this way.” “Drawing more art of your marefriend?” Sandbar said with a grin. “No, as a matter of fact!” Ocellus said indignantly. “It’s a gryphon,” Silverstream said. The others chuckled. But Silverstream looked down at Ocellus and winked. The Changeling blushed and chuckled. Gallus walked in. His shirt was a little askew, but he was otherwise presentable. “Hey, guys,” He said. He sat down perhaps a bit too chipper. He realized everypony was looking at him. “What?” he asked in a clipped tone. “The broom closet? Really?” Sandbar asked. “What are you talking about, man?” Gallus asked, rolling his eyes and leaning back in his chair. “You and Silverstream just went into the closet to do it?” Gallus straightened up and all four legs on the chair hit the floor with a crash. His face was red and his beak twitched, “What? Ocellus and Smolder do it!” Smolder scowled at him and Ocellus went “Eep!” And shrank down. Sandbar glanced at them with his eyes but kept his face pointed at Gallus. “W-well… you don't have to be so obvious about it!” XXXXX The showers in the dorm rooms didn't have a tub per se, as much as just a lip to keep the water in. Silverstream walked in and took off her robe. She stretched and turned on the water. It quickly got warm. Even so, she felt her nipples hard as glass and smiled a little at the feeling between her legs. Her body was sleek and tall, not busty but she knew she had looks. She’d certainly been hit on by enough boys back in the Hippogriff lands. But right now, there was only one boy she preferred to think about… She reached down and felt herself quite wet. “Gallus…” She moaned. She rubbed her pussy lips and quickly slid her fingers in. She held one breast with her other hand, squeezing it tight. Her first hand played with her clit with her thumb, while her other fingers got to work. She thought of Gallus’ tough but narrow muscles. She liked how he wasn't too beefy, but not skinny either. Her fingers moved in and out, touching the spaces only she knew. There was a tingling sensation and an itch she had to scratch. She thought of his big paws, his fine blue coat, and his amazing ass. Ngh…! She felt a warm body brush up against her. “Hello,” Gallus said. “Whoa!” She grunted as her hands leaped from her body and against the wall. She felt his hard member between her cheeks. His strong form hugged against her wings. “Need help washing your wings?” Gallus asked. Then he added slyly, “We don't have mixed-gender bathrooms in the Gryphon lands.” “But boy, doesn't it make things convenient?” Silverstream said slyly. She turned around to see him getting moist under the shower head. They were about equal in height, but the showers were designed for creatures slightly smaller than they were. They leaned forward and began making out. Gallus fumbled for a latch, and a seat unfolded for him to collapse onto. The water spattered onto the soft polymer, the sound intermittently interrupted by their interaction. Now without risk of slipping, Silverstream straddled his lap and pushed her body against him. Gallus groaned, his cock was caught between them. “...That it does!” Silverstream felt something warmer and stickier than the water dripping out of her onto his thigh. She ran a hand up and down his member, “My word is someone excited!” “Speak for yourself!” He gasped, and a hand whipped to her crotch. She let out a squeak and batted him playfully. He grabbed her breasts and she grabbed his shoulders. She ran her hands over his sleek fur and feathers. “Oh, you're so darling…” “You know, you don't have to flick it about me, you can just ask,” He murmured, pressing his face into her neck. “I thought you were busy!” She whispered, then leaned into him, “Besides, what kind of Griff would I be demanding sex all the time?” “The one of my dreams?” He asked, giving a cheeky grin. She rolled her eyes playfully. This boy is so insecure. She grabbed her necklace. Her hands shifted their weight. She unwrapped a leg from around him only for it to smoothly join the other. Her wings lost much of their weight, becoming transparent. Her feet became her flippers, and her hands became webbed. Gallus blinked and stammered. Her mermaid-like body made him quite erect, no doubt about it. Something about the sleekness of her body without legs just… She saw a dribble of precum out of his dick. There was a shudder down his waist and a flutter in her stomach. He was quite impressive, and she got the sense her body impressed him just as much as he made her weak in the knees(which she did not currently have). Gallus straightened up, folded the chair back up, then slid to the bottom of the shower basin. “Ooh!” She cooed happily. He reached out quickly grabbed a condom from his pants and slipped it on. “That soon?”She blinked. “Silverstream, I'm gonna blow real quick.” She jumped on him then. He wrapped his legs around her and her flipper hands wrapped around his neck. They had been doing this at least once a day. He’d come in, she’d come in, whenever the other was showering. She lifted herself and dangled her clit against the tip of his dick. He grunted and tried to pull her down. Silverstream kissed him, then shifted her whole body back so her lower body was draped over his legs. Slowly, between the two of them, their parts interconnected. He slid into her silken interior with a hiss. She purred happily as his spear entered her vagina. She could feel his pulse inside. Her walls squeezed against him as her whole body tensed. Then she thrust against him. The first shot wasn't anything impressive but it drove him deeper inside. Silverstream kissed him again, and pushed her tongue into his beak. She had to turn her beak sideways to fit, but they managed. He ran her hands up and down her sides, feeling where her hips had been replaced with what he would sometimes describe as “blubber”. He pinched at the fatty tissue, and she moaned, “Yes!” For all his insecurities he was quite the lover. To repay him, she gave another thrust. They slid down the wall and found themselves flat in the shower basin. Silverstream leaned back a bit to catch her breath. Gallus’ eyes widened and he grasped her boobs. He pinched her nipples and tweaked the flesh. “The water bothering you?” “It's your slowness, G’!” She said seductively. She lifted herself up again, then down like a jackhammer. He gasped in shock but returned the favor. She kept going up and down, bringing her powerful hips to bear. His hands went to her blubbery hips(or where they should be) and matched her speed. He began working his hips in response, and with every downward thrust, he pulled her deeper inside him. The echo of the water was soon overwhelmed by their stifled groans and whimpers. Silverstream wrapped her tail around his legs as he went deeper and deeper inside. It was like they were made for each other, and somehow, every day, his spear remained just as stiff to see her. Her breasts were bouncing up and down, weighty and pert at the same time. They'd be a nuisance in most sports without a bra, but in this activity, they were a boon. She felt his claws squeezing her chest, so she rubbed his nipples in reply. Gallus leaned back, his eyes rolled up in pleasure, “Oh god… oh god…” “Yes, oh yes!” Silverstream replied. She counteracted his pushes as he wrapped his arms around her. She didn’t have wings in this form, but he rubbed where they normally were. Their sweat mixed with the water, and their juices coated what little wasn't covered in liquid. Silverstream thrust down into him. He was always such a gentle lover, always appreciative of her. Finally, she felt a mixture in her core, a tingling in her vagina. “G-G-Ga–!” She exploded, her cum erupting around his cock. Her own juices coated the condom. His eyes popped open, and then she felt it, a swelling in his cock. Cum exploded inside her, and she cried out. The sheer amount seemed to fill up one end of the condom, and both shouted their delight. Each of their squirts was matched with kisses, that devolved into a makeout session. Breathlessly they separated. Almost too quickly he pulled out of her, exhausted. Gallus gently lowered her to the ground. “Sorry if that was too quick,” He whispered. “Just gives us more time to cuddle!” Silverstream grinned. “We should probably shower,” He said apologetically. XXXXX They dried off and went into the common room. Just a dragon and a changeling were there, listening to the radio after dinner. “Where's Sandbar and Yona?” Gallus asked. “Eh, they were worried about the snowstorm,” Smolder said, “They decided to go into town.” “Not really, she thinks they're getting some privacy while the storm goes,” Ocellus said. “I do not!” “Oh, then you didn't make a joke about wishing we could all be snowed in together?” Gallus sighed, partly because he thought it was brilliant. It seemed like something out of erotica. Snowed in with your lover with nothing to do but… “Well, it figures. They get a private stay at a hotel to wait out the storm while we suffer here. I wish we could order room service.” He settled down on the couch next to Ocellus and happened to put an arm behind her. Consciously, he put an arm around Silverstream who snuggled up against him. Gently, almost incidentally, Ocellus leaned against him. Smolder got up to go to the bathroom. Silverstream leaned against him. His arm around Ocellus slid down to her shoulder. Gallus blinked. Two of the hottest girls he knew were leaning against him. The dragon returned. “Enjoying yourself?” Smolder grunted. “Shit, you can see–” Gallus looked down, then back up, “Ha ha.” “Made you look. Mind giving me back my girlfriend?” “She’s a freakin’ leech, get her off me,” He replied. Smolder scoffed and settled down next to Ocellus. “Maybe you’re just warm,” Ocellus said. “Says the Changeling.” The four settled down on the couch, enjoying the radio broadcast. Outside, the snowstorm got worse. The Everfree Forest occasionally influenced Ponyville's weather with the free-roaming magic it had. Some of that magic drifted over to the school…perhaps influencing those inside. XXXXX The next morning, all four slowly awoke. Gallus stretched and yawned, then grimaced. He held up his arm, “Yuck.” Smolder peeled herself off Ocellus, “Ew…” Silverstream uncurled herself from Gallus. Gallus pushed Ocellus off his side and handed her to Smolder, “Yours?” Smolder took her by the shoulders, “Celly, wake up,” She said deadpan. The Changeling finally woke up. She shifted suddenly into a smaller form, some sort of reptile, and hit the ground. She shifted back. “Why’s it so hot?” “Good question, look out there,” Gallus pointed. The windows were blocked with snow. Just pure white outside. “I don’t think anygriff is coming in to work today,” Silverstream grimaced. “I don’t think anygriff is going anywhere today.” “Or for the next week, for that matter,” Ocellus said. “So, we’re trapped in here for a few days? Well, that’s great,” Gallus sighed. He walked into the suite’s kitchen, “Anyone want any food?” “Sure,” Smolder followed him. “Aren’t any of you worried about this?” Ocellus asked. “What’s to worry? We’ve got the run of campus!” Silverstream exclaimed. Her eyes widened, “We’ve got the run of campus!” “Great, just me stuck with you three,” Gallus said dryly, though with a smile on his face. He went to work making food. “The only question is the heating,” Ocellus said, walking over to the thermostat by the window. “The thermostat outside says ‘freezing’. The one in here is a summer day in the desert.” “Oh, it’s fine,” Smolder called over, ”I'll fix it.” She went to the radiator near the window and kicked it. The machine groaned in dismay. As if to respond to the attack, a wave of heat suddenly poured from the vents. Gallus swore and rolled his eyes. “Nice job, Smolder. You made it hotter.” At that moment, there was a sound like wind chimes and a shower of purple sparks by the doorway. A letter fell out of the shower of sparks and hit the floor. Silverstream tilted her head and walked over. “Huh, Professor Twilight sent us a message,” She said. She opened the envelope. “...or Pinkie Pie did.” Ocellus stepped over and took the message. “From Pinkie Pie…etc… So funny story, there is an unscheduled snowstorm, and somepony, not naming any names here, accidentally left the heat on.” “Great. So it's sweltering in here and freezing out there?” Gallus asked. “Ah, here is a section from Twilight! If there are any problems, ask Ocellus to send a letter. The cables into town have been knocked out by the blizzard. Winds are quite high. Do not attempt to leave the building, you should be quite safe.” “So we do have the run of campus,” Smolder said in her gravelly voice. She shrugged, “Cool.” “It's still so hot…” Ocellus wiped her brow. Smolder sighed. She began to take off her shirt, “Anyone mind if I…” “Oh for god’s sake, Smolder!” Gallus exclaimed, putting up his hand and squeezing his eyes shut. “Pipe down! You see your girlfriend’s boobs all the time!” Smolder snapped. “Yeah, because she’s my girlfriend!” “I don’t mind,” Silverstream shrugged. Gallus opened one eye, “You don’t?” Silverstream grinned. “I mean… I do love you, but we’re not like… married, right?” Gallus blinked. “Well… I guess not.” He shrugged and went back to the frying pan. She stepped over, “Don’t go all frowny on me, Gallus! I still love you.” He grinned sheepishly, and hugged her arm with one of his, “Love ya too.” Almost automatically, he glared at Smolder, “Shut it.” “Didn’t say anything…” Smolder mumbled innocently. She took off her shirt. Gallus screwed up his face and tried to avoid looking at her delightful orange chest. He thought the eggs and bacon looked real interesting. “So what are we gonna do?” “Let's go to the pool!” Silverstream exclaimed. Chapter 2Smolder tugged off her pants, exposing her panties to the room. “You all ready to go?” Gallus wore shorts and a T-shirt, “Can't you wear something?” “I am! Don't tell me none of you are interested in this!” Smolder gestured to herself. Gallus blushed and looked away while Ocellus applauded. The Gryphon opened the door and began to walk toward the pool. It was less sweltering out here, but the whole building was surprisingly warm. He tugged at his collar and wiped the sweat off his sweaty feathers. He heard quick footsteps behind him, and their door slam. His hippogriff girlfriend caught up to him. “Hey, I hope I didn’t bother you…” Silverstream said. Gallus looked at her, then shrugged. “In Gryphon lands, we get pretty weird about this stuff. And I’m saying that.” “In the Hippogriff lands, we do have exclusive relationships, but we’re not quite as prudish about public nudity as you people are,” Silverstream snorted. “It’s not that…” Gallus muttered, “It… does it feel like cheating?” Silverstream looked at him. “No, not to me.” Gallus shrugged and looked away. “Looking at another girl’s boobs? Sounds like it.” Silverstream stopped him, “Hey…” She grinned, “She does have nice boobs, doesn’t she?” Gallus went red, even under his feathers. “We don’t have to be exclusive exclusive, you know? Like, I'm not experimenting cuz I'm bored or whatever, I'm just studying new things!” “That's one way to phrase it…” Gallus held his towel over his crotch. “The heart wants what it wants! I still love you,” Silverstream declared, “Even if our eyes wander, that doesn’t mean our hearts have, right?” She asked. She took his talons in hers, “We might experiment because we want to have new experiences, but we're still together unless we say otherwise.” “Y-Yeah…” He said, a bit sheepishly. He leaned in for a kiss and she granted it. He felt her tongue brush against his beak and he leaned his head back. “Wait, are you saying I could sleep with…” “I’m saying both of us can sleep with anygriff we want. But what we have?” Silverstream winked, “That’s something special.” Gallus nodded. “Mhm…” He said, his beak screwed up. Silverstream looked down. “Well, you definitely like the idea…” “Oh, bite me,” He grunted on reflex, holding his towel lower. “Maybe I will…” She teased, stroking some of his head feathers. “I mean, we're definitely not tired of each other considering…” “Hey, where are the others?” ~~ Ocellus sucked and wiggled her tongue like her life depended on it. Smolder snapped her head back, trying not to make noise. The changeling's tongue in her snatch was amazing. “I am going to blow you so hard when I get a chance– Aah!” Smolder felt herself explode across Ocellus’ face. The juices were like manna from heaven for Ocellus. She wiped it off and pushed it into her mouth as quickly as she could. “We should hurry before they realize we're missing!” ~~ The two couples met in the locker room. Gallus quickly went around to the larger Gryphon section and took out his swimsuit. As he pulled it on, he heard someone coming around the corner. His jaw dropped. Ocellus was walking around with nothing but a sheepish smile and a towel. She walked over to the stall beside him. He looked her up and down before he quickly turned away. My gosh, she's hot! Unlike Silverstream, Ocellus had a shorter and wider body. She had some wide hips, but she primarily had a rack like no one's business. Big and blueish and supple and– Gallus swore and squeezed his eyes shut. He turned off the water, swept out his feathers, then made a beeline for his locker. He struggled to pull his shorts back on over his titanic erection. Ocellus squeaked and wrapped a towel around herself. “Uh…sorry!” Their gazes met, and their eyes widened. Both of them looked toward the showers to see both of their girlfriends only in towels. And Smolder only had hers around her waist. Her very fine waist, with the kind of hips that made him swoon. She had a fine pair of shoulders and breasts that made– Gallus looked to the side, and Ocellus was screwing her eyes shut. His eyes widened as he noted a tent in her towel swiftly disappearing as Ocellus tried to reorient her Changeling body mass. Well, boobs that make you do that. His eyes snapped back to Silverstream. Her towel clung to her pink body like it was painted on. He wondered if she did that on purpose. Smolder had a funny look on her face. “Hey… we got a crazy idea… let's live like we do back in the Dragon Lands… if you know what I mean.” Ocellus went red. Silverstream's eyes widened. “No way,” Gallus said. “Oh come on, Gallus! Live a little!” Silverstream exclaimed. “I can live– ow! Hey!” With a struggle, she got his swim shirt off. “Bro, you can't say you're not liking the idea a bit,” Smolder said. Her eyes darted down. “What? I'm only a person!” He said, covering his groin. Silverstream stripped beside him and his erection only turned into titanium, “Oh god that's hot…” She dropped her panties and yanked off her top. Silverstream stretched and grinned. “Methinks someone had ulterior motives,” She tittered. “Maybe,” Smolder said. She reached over and yanked off Ocellus’ towel. “Wha–? Hey!” She covered her chest, but with her enormous assets, it was difficult to cover. Silverstream wasn't done stripping her boyfriend. She yanked down his pants. His erection was enormous, it practically hit her in the face. She felt her mouth fill with drool. “Hey, whoa–...” He stumbled back, hit the wall, and slid to the ground. Silverstream was on him but hesitated. “Do you want to stop?” She asked seriously. “What's your safeword?” Gallus opened his eyes. “Hell yeah. Let's go. Gout, that's the safeword.” With that, she smiled again and began to slide her hand up and down his cock. He fidgeted in place. “Oh gosh…” His hand came out and grabbed Silverstream's snatch. “Ah!” He felt her lower lips and used his thumb to caress her clit, then his main claws to reach inside her. She made a guttural sound and her lower body recoiled. Gallus’ face narrowed into a grin and he grabbed her hip with his other hand. Both were startled by Ocellus and Smolder banging against the lockers. Ocellus was on top, Smolder had her back against the wall. Yet she made out with her furiously. She yanked off her tank top and pulled the Changeling close. She jammed her tongue in her mouth. Ocellus whimpered and tried her best. Smolder's hand reached down and stroked her girlfriend's cock. Silverstream realized Gallus had been stimulating her this whole time. “Gyaah!” She exploded fem jizz all over his paws. He grinned at her. “Now who's easy to get off?” “Oh, that's it!” She pushed him against the wall with her back and yanked on his cock. He sprayed cum in a fair arc across the locker room floor. Then Ocellus gave a little scream. A hail of gooey cum sprayed in an arc around the room. And several beads caught the other two lovers. While the avians had split apart, Ocellus and Smolder were draped in a heap around one another. Yet as they raised their heads, they looked ready to go another round. Silverstream got up, then stumbled over. She helped Smolder to her feet, “Whoa, there. Need some help–?” Smolder kissed her beak. Ocellus pecked Gallus on the cheek. All four were in stunned silence. “Uh… so that was…” “Fantastic!” Silverstream exclaimed. “What next?” Smolder grinned. ~~ Gallus pulled back on his clothes. He always felt so insecure about himself, even if he just had the weirdest sex ever in this room. His insecurity was why he had such an attitude. They swam. Gallus loved to race with Silverstream, showing her the unique ways Gryphons swam even without her abilities. He realized he liked watching Smolder too. She had a rather sleek swimming skill. Ocellus was shorter, and a bit denser than any of the other girls, almost as the same build as Gallus but shorter. She doggy paddled along. Gallus wasn't paying too much attention, but he kinda noticed she was watching him. The Changeling soon sidled up to him. “So, uh, you and Silverstream?” “Yep,” Gallus said. “Oh… uh… well, it looks like the last of us paired off.” “You know, some days I wondered if you and Silverstream would get together before she asked me,” Gallus said. “I thought you and Smolder might,” Ocellus commented. “She says you're…uh… attractive.” “Well hey, don't sell yourself short, short stuff!” He nudged her playfully with his foot. She giggled and blushed. “Neither should you! I know how insecure you can be! Why not… uh… take off that shirt?” Gallus went very red. Both turned away, blushing and embarrassed. As they watched their marefriends playing another race, they both squinted in unison. They were quite playful, and they saw Smolder push Silverstream over. Silverstream popped up as a merpony, and bowled Smolder over. “You think they know how they look?” Gallus whispered. “Are they gonna start making out?” As they watched, Smolder's swimsuit was caught on something near the ladder. She tugged and pulled, and with one dramatic motion, her one piece tore away. Gallus’ jaw dropped. Ocellus squeaked, “Oh my gosh!” Smolder's entire orange body was on full display. She stretched and leaned back. The second biggest scaly boobs in their friend group stood out in the humid air of the pool. Gallus wondered why a dragon even had those. “Think we should– huh?” Gallus’ blushing grew wider. Silverstream put her hands behind her back, between her wings. She unhooked her bikini top and let it fall into the water. She felt Smolder's chest, and he heard her comment something about size. Then she undid her bottom too. Her bare ass was distorted at this distance from her bottom floating to the surface. His girlfriend was on full display for the rest of the girls in his friend group. Gallus felt a rock-hard boner in his trunks. Fuck, which part is turning me on? Ocellus turned to him. He opened his mouth to say something to clear the air. She bit her lip. Then leaned forward and pulled him closer to her level. “Yipe!” The Changeling kissed his beak. Gallus squirmed at the pleasant sensation, his eyes going toward Silverstream. He couldn't deny how good this felt, but was it right? Ocellus pulled him into her embrace. He gingerly returned it, getting more and more into it. Gallus picked her up, squeezing her, lifting her off her feet. Until he heard a sloshing in the water, and felt the waves push against him. Gallus and Ocellus broke apart, the latter still in the gryphon’s arms, to find their girlfriends standing on either side of them. “Uh… we can explain,” Gallus said quickly. Silverstream gave a smirk. “I know, I know! It's okay, Gallus! You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. And I won't stop you from experimenting.” Gallus looked at Ocellus in his arms. He felt conflicted. His relationship with Silverstream was special, but so was his bond with the others. What was the problem with a little experimenting? He chuckled a bit. Smolder took that as a signal. She grabbed his shirt and pulled. Riiiipppp! “Hey!” Gallus knew this was a disposable one, but it was annoying. The shirt ripped open, down to the holes for his wings. Silverstream zipped in and grabbed the front of his pants. She tore off the front, then yanked it further. His stallionhood jiggled out as Ocellus pushed off from him, and dipped in to rip off what remained of his clothes. He covered himself up, “Come on, you could've asked!” He felt his boner turn into a titanium rod. “Dang, bro,” Smolder said, “It's almost as big as Ocellus’!” Silverstream used one of her wings to block the view of Gallus’ lower half. “Sorry, he's a bit nervous.” “Especially when someone steals my clothes,” Gallus grumbled. “Sorry, they encouraged me!” Ocellus said with a cheeky grin. “Well, you got your wish of wanting my shirt off!” He snapped. Gallus went toward the steps at one side of the pool. He started to get out of the water. So did the others. “Gallus, we weren't–” “I'm not leaving, I just wanted some water!” He said over his shoulder. He tried to avoid covering himself but did kinda have to do it at the drinking fountain in a corner of the pool room. “Hydration is important,” Ocellus said. She sipped water from the fountain too. Smolder put her hands on her hips. Gallus fought to avoid looking too close. “Well, this gives me an idea.” She smirked.“You know, I think we should go swimming again. But this time, let's do something to help Gallus, and…” Ocellus squeaked and she gestured, “Help my marefriend out.” “We're naked in public. How can this help?!” Gallus demanded. Smolder put up her hands, “No one is gonna be here for a few days yet! So we've got this place to ourselves! This really hot, steamy place to ourselves.” “So…?” Gallus made a rotating motion with his hand. “Let's go through the building, and see who runs into who.” She winked. Silverstream gasped in excitement. Gallus's eyes were as wide as dinner plates. All three left traces on the floor that showed they were quite excited. “What, like… runs into somepony?” Ocellus squeaked. “If you're quick, maybe you can be my first lay,” Smolder winked again. “Gallus?” Silverstream asked. Her eyes were filled with nothing but concern for him. Gallus frowned. Then he grinned, “A chance to bang three girls? I'm in.” “Don't be a dick, bro, even with yours,” Smolder said. Then she pushed all three back into the pool. She sprinted for the doors, “First come first serve!” Ocellus altered her wing patterns to that of a dragonfly, for flight while wet, got out of the water, and took off. Silverstream crouched down to help Gallus out. “Shall we, my love?” Gallus x OcellusAll four creatures had lost track of each other almost immediately. The school seemed compact yet held a surprising complexity in its halls. The section of the building Ocellus walked through was a lower area, with dark green carpeting and oak walls. She guessed it was left over from some attempted renovations at the beginning of the first semester the school was in operation. The short Changeling walked through the hall, her emotions bouncing up and down. She came to a halt. Her ears twitched, and her head moved back and forth. On instinct, her wings went over her chest and her hands down. “Hello?” She called out softly. There was no reply. She flicked herself with a finger, “Keep it together, Ocellus…” She made no further progress, however, and paced back and forth in the hallway, feeling the air move around her form as she debated internally. She paused to look down at herself. Naked in school. She blew air out her cheeks. Changelings would frequently go nude for various roles but this was something else. She looked around, then back down, and moved her hips around. She had not considered herself attractive, at least, before she met Smolder. Ocellus’ exoskeleton shivered, and it flickered to various forms. Without Smolder around, this arrangement seemed a little less inviting. Is this cheating on her? Ponies are sometimes weird about this… I know dragons have different ideas but what would this be? What if someone finds out? She then sighed, You know what she would say. Ocellus looked around. Normally the hallway would have at least a few people here, but it was completely empty. And here she stood, naked as a bird. Ocellus looked down at herself again. She was shorter and wider than more traditional pony attraction demanded was “correct”, yet Smolder had told her again and again that that was what she liked about her. ‘And your enormous dick,’ Ocellus quoted mentally, and giggled. So, they were going to be having sex all over the school, were they? Ocellus grinned to herself. The idea of everyone seeing her like this was frightening and… exhilarating. They could do the deed in every inch of this place, and no one would ever know. Ocellus considered some of the smut her girlfriend had shown her. What would be the best way to attract a mate? The young changeling shook herself out for a moment, as if limbering up for gymnastics. She began to walk forward. Her hips swayed slightly, yet her most distinguishing feature that males tended to see were her boobs. She looked at them, and with a touch of magic, their silhouette shifted. They remained the same size but became more teardrop shaped; they would jiggle more easily that way. A trick Smolder enjoyed in their dorm. Ocellus frowned. She held out her hand, and little magic changeling sparks danced along her palm. I wonder what happens if our magicks interact… Her frown deepened, Oh dear, that's a nasty thought. What if I kiss Silverstream and it makes her necklace go wonky? Silverstream… Her thoughts of the other girl quickly drew to the hippogriff in her swimsuit. Then without. She's like the definition of hot, isn't she? Her ears twitched, and she moved her head again. “Nothing…” She murmured. And her hands went down. The bird girl didn't have Ocellus' bust, but she had all the right curves in all the right places. The right balance of bust and hindquarters, with an excellent energy. Ocellus perked up as she felt other parts of her anatomy doing the same. She remembered when she and Silverstream went out for a girl's night. Silverstream had dragged her into a trivia game, an easy feat for Ocellus’s brain. She kept up Ocellus’ morale, kept cheering even when she got a question or two wrong. When they won, she hugged her so tight Ocellus thought she might pop! It was nice to have a friend like her. If Smolder had been there it would've been the perfect night. The changeling’s hand wandered down to her crotch, and brushed against her genital slit. Then she thought about Silverstream and Gallus. She didn't want to ruin what they had, but this would be okay, right? “They are constantly sneaking off to do it, they should be great at this,” She murmured to herself. She looked around, “Then again, maybe that's why I can't find someone.” As she became aroused, Ocellus felt her genital slit opening. She glanced down, and a tannish member emerged. “Oh fudge…” She murmured. She was tempted to revert herself back to female parts, but with how nervous she felt, her powers were not acting right. Flexing her muscles, and her magic, she groaned in annoyance. It only made her changeling penis emerge faster. “Oh for Pete's sake.” Gallus's roguish build entered her mind. He didn't have great upper body strength, but Ocellus didn't prefer that; she liked a being who was big enough to hold their own, but slender enough to get out of a fight. And with his skills… woof. She remembered him helping with a purchase, making sure the shopkeep wasn't cheating her. Her hand slid around her member as she remembered his words. ‘Twenty bits for a salami? I wouldn't spend five on this!’ She smiled, his confidence and dry wit running circles around the shopkeep just as she was currently rubbing circles around her cock. Ocellus looked down. Her hand fully engulfed her dick. She couldn’t stand it anymore. She grabbed her cock and began to masturbate. “Gallus…” She moaned. She leaned against one of the oak walls, and little drips of precum hit her feet. Her ears twitched. Her head shot up. Her hand froze. She checked the labels of the room nearby. “Oh what the hay..?” “Teacher’s Lounge” was written on a sign post at the corner of the corridor. “Maybe some coffee will take some of the nerves off,” she mumbled. She walked toward it, trying not to leave a trail of precum. She went around the corner, and pushed the door open. Her ears twitched again. Her eyes narrowed. The lounge was a small affair; there were several in the building. This one had a kitchen area, a fridge, and mainly a place to sit and relax. Ocellus’ ears twitched again. Still holding her member she stepped around the island separating the kitchen from the chairs and couches. Ocellus blinked, and her ears twitched. There sat Gallus in one of the lounge bean bag chairs with his talons around his member. His naked blue body was the best thing in the world next to Smolder in her eyes. He held his long gryphon-y member and was groaning gently. Well that explains that… Ocellus thought to herself. She cleared her throat. He sat up at her entrance. He tried to cover himself with both hands, and tried to stand up. “I– uh…! Sorry, I didn't–Whoa!” The cool and suave gryphon fell flat on his face. Ocellus stepped over and crouched to help him up, “Sorry, Gallus!” Gallus rolled over and took her hand, while covering his dick with his other. “Thanks,” He said, “You got a camera? It’ll last longer.” Ocellus giggled, putting a hand to her mouth and blushing. “Sorry, sorry!” Gallus smiled a little, and blushed himself. He held a hand over his crotch, and coughed, “Uh, sorry you caught me…” Ocellus smiled sheepishly. “I mean… isn't that what the girls proposed?” “Old habits, sorry.” Gallus grinned. “You found anyone else?” “No, you’re the first,” She said. She tried to avoid looking at his arms, and tilted her head up. Her hands were still over her crotch. “You?” “Same. I figured…” He trailed off, and grunted. Ocellus looked back down to see him wipe one hand on his coat. “I dunno.” He grinned sheepishly, “Little overwhelming when your girlfriend tells ya to go start finding someone to bang. Ocellus grunted and winced. Then she nodded downward, and moved her hands away from her crotch. “Tell me about it.” Gallus’ eyes went to her tits, hesitated, then moved down. He blinked, and stared. “You got a big dick, dude.” Ocellus burst out laughing. She stepped past him, brushing against his shoulder, and went to sit on one of the bean bags. “Thanks. y-yours too.” Gallus went to sit on his bean bag. “Sorry again, you caught me at a bad time.” “You caught me!” Ocellus said lightly, “Here I was figuring I’d just get myself over with out in the hallway! I thought you and the others would…” “Probably find some kinky threesome? Yeah…” Gallus chuckled. They laughed, and avoided eye contact. Ocellus shifted her bean bag closer to him. She tried not to look at Gallus’ frame. He was tall, not as tall as Silverstream but taller than half the group. His lanky form reminded her of the queen, both hers and the equestrian one. In a good way. “Still pretty dang hot in here,” he said eventually. “Yeah.” Ocellus saw his leg out of the corner of her eye. Damn he’s got great thighs. Would… uh… bangin’ make it hotter?” Gallus looked back at her and her heart fluttered. “Couldn't hurt.” She felt his eyes on her tits again, but then they went lower. And stayed lower this time. “Well… do we wanna start? I mean, I don't want to cheat on…” “They're the ones who said it wasn't cheating,” Gallus said, then rolled his eyes, “The things we do for our ladies, right?” Ocellus giggled again. Tension seemed to flood from her body. “Yeah…” Gallus stood up and stretched. He looked down at her. His beak twitched, “Uh… not to gross you out or anything, but when I grabbed your hand, I may or may not have been using it for something else.” Ocellus looked at her hand, and sniffed it. She got the unmistakable scent of gryphon precum. Immediately, her boner turned into a steel rod. It practically rocketed to attention, and pointed right at Gallus. She groaned, and winced. “Tartarus, you’re ready to go,” Gallus murmured. He went to his knees in front of her. His eyes shifted up, half lidded. Ocellus made a small squeak. He crouched down and hovered over her pelvis. Suddenly, Ocellus leaned forward and kissed his beak. Their different faces should have made it difficult, but like any kiss, somehow it just worked. Gallus’ eyes widened. Ocellus blushed, “I… hope I didn’t cross any boundary…” “Nope.” The corner of Gallus’ mouth curled up and he bent down low. He looked at her cock, then leaned forward. “G-Gallus?!” His mouth closed around her cock. For a beak it was surprisingly dexterous. He wrapped his tongue around her head, and closed his yellowish beak around it. He made an odd “mm!” sound. “Oh, by her highness…!” Ocellus groaned. The warmth of his breath and tongue was indescribable, and she put her hands around his head. Ocellus she grunted, and hunched forward, pulling him deeper onto her cock. It filled his beak with meat, and immediately they brushed the back of his throat. Gallus’s face narrowed. He began to move up and down on her, hitting the back of his throat again and again, each time going further. “Yeah, Gallus… oh, gosh…” Within minutes, they hit a barrier of some kind. Not a physical wall in his body, just a tightness that rivaled Smolder's depths. Gallus tried to pull off, but Ocellus pulled him forward in frustration and they kept at it. He rolled his eyes, and gave in. She felt the barrier give way. Gallus moaned again. She tilted her head and saw one of his hands down by his side, and grab his cock. She could see him furiously working at it again. Ocellus grinned, and leaned back. Her mushroom head was swallowed up by the barrier, and she wrapped her legs around his head. “Gallus!” She called out. She leaned back and arched her back. As she thrust into his throat she felt an inexplicable sensation. She narrowed her gaze, and pulled his head forward again. Gallus grunted. He swallowed and the muscles gripped the end of her cock. The barrier seemed to disappear. Her eyes widened. Ocellus suddenly screamed. She didn't have much restraint, and had been worked up so much already. A blast of white cum went down Gallus’ throat. He flinched back and the next few shots entered his beak. She pulled him close again and he cried, “Fmgph!” As if trying to swear. At the same instant, there was a huge shudder through the bean bag and Ocellus felt splatters of liquid against her thighs. Gallus pulled off her cock and his face was coated in another handful of goop. As he hit the ground, he gave a yelp. His other hand was wrapped around his dick, and squirted cum in all directions. Ocellus aimed her cock, trying to keep it under control. Goop splattered across the floor. She leaned back. She panted, “Gallus!” The gryphon was lying on the floor. He groaned, continuing to jerk himself off. “What was that?” He gasped, coughing and choking around her seed. Globs of the stuff were lying on the floor, and poured from his mouth. The last of his poured to the ground. “Jeez, that felt so weird! And I’ve never done that, so maybe–” Ocellus’ head shot straight up. The magic! “I…” She blinked, her orgasm-addled mind working rapidly, “Changeling precum can modify a partner for compatibility!” She said quickly, “I completely forgot I'm sorry please don't hate me I–” He rubbed his neck, and stuck out his long tongue. Gallus shook his head, “Dang, you girls are freaky. So compatibility. What, I can deepthroat dicks now?” Ocellus blinked. Even she forgot how quick he could be. She gave a cautious smile, “Uh…yeah?” He sighed, and shrugged. “Well, what can you do?” he wiped some of the goop off his feathers, and with a distasteful expression, licked it off his talon. His eyes widened. “Holy shit… that stuff tastes good!” “Uh… Changeling… um… goop does tend to taste different.” She squirmed, expecting a threat at any moment now. Gallus looked at her, and tilted his head. “Hey,” said gently, and scooched closer, “It’s okay, just a mishap!” She shrugged, and tried to smile. “Okay…” “Right?” She nodded more vigorously. Satisfied, Gallus grinned sheepishly, “How about you taste mine?” “Sure.” Ocellus didn’t know these complex feelings going through her. He wasn’t angry? Hurriedly, she forced some of her magic energy into use. Her exhausted cock was replaced by a very different organ. Gallus watched her cock fold down. It shrank back to a small nub, and her body seemed to open an iris below it. A weeping pussy took its place. He looked down at his gryphon member distastefully. “Yeah, give me a sec, littler me tends to…take a while.” He trailed off as he felt his dick. “Did I scratch it?” Ocellus frowned, “lean back.” Gallus blinked, then sat down. Ocellus climbed off the bean bag, “Lie down I said!” He laughed, and laid flat on his back. Ocellus went on her knees, then rubbed at his lower legs with both hands. She moved higher. Her tits jiggled slightly. Her earlier spell was still intact. She slid upwards, feeling his thighs. He tried to sit up, and she pushed him down. Ocellus brought her boobs up, and positioned his weakened member between them. Taking a breath, she put her hands together. “Grr…” Gallus purred in pleasure. His cock was being squeezed between a pair of funbags he had admired but never felt worthy of. Why would someone as hot as her pick him? Within seconds, blood flowed to his member, and its exhausted nature was swapped with an iron rod ready to go. Ocellus looked down, blinking, at the blue/yellow member. Did it always go that fast? She looked up at his chest, lingered, then at his face. “Looks like it's back in action faster than you thought,” She said, trying to sound sexy. “Yeah…” He sat up slightly. “Weird.” He looked up at her. Then he grinned. Ocellus crawled up his body, brushing her lower body against his cock as she climbed to reach the mountaintop. His member dragged along her leg. For a moment, she expected him to go right at it.He took her hands gently, and brought her closer. They kissed. Ocellus felt fireworks going off in her head. His gentle grip clashed with her more clumsy one. She let her weight rest on him. His tongue slid into her mouth. Her eyes popped open, and she tried to look down. She felt her tongue slide past his. She licked at his teeth, concealed in his beak. His own tongue danced around hers. She pushed his tongue back, trying to resist, but his oral skill was fantastic. No wonder Silverstream loves him! He put his tongue between her lower lips and teeth, and she took the chance to dive further into his beak. Trivia about gryphon biology struck her horny mind. She could barely think beyond her lust and yet this info penetrated. His teeth were hidden, not quite retractable but to the layman, gryphons were toothless. Having studied, and even transformed into one, she knew they were recessed and would only come out on certain occasions. His hands squeezed her breasts. She moaned into his mouth. He grunted back. One hand left her breasts and felt her sides. She gave a small drawn out squeal as he felt her sides, her waist, her hips. She felt his muscles, ran her hands along the arms holding her up. She straddled him, putting her legs on either side of his hips, given their height differences. His legs kicked slightly, like they were searching for something from a taller partner. Then one hand left her. She shook her pelvis slightly. Their lips had not broken yet. She squeezed her eyes shut, as his blueish member was maneuvered into position. She felt it brush her clit, teasing her entrance. Come on! Tease! She didn’t know where that thought had even come from! She squirmed, but couldn't get her tongue free to demand he shove it in. She wanted it now! But he still wouldn’t go. He played around her passage, bumping his cock against sensitive areas. His hand went up to grab her free one, and restrain it. He wrapped his tongue around hers. Ocellus tried to lean back slightly and felt his other claw gripping her. She was stuck on him. Oh goddesses and those in universes yet discovered…! She felt a waterfall in her vagina. Then he coolly slid his cock to her entrance. Slick with both of their juices, and with her vag wet as a waterslide, he gently pushed it in. It was like a megaspell. They both cried out. Electric flares flew in all directions in their nerves. Their bodies were joined together and neither could control themselves. Gallus pushed his member into her, forcing her passageway larger and larger. Ocellus moaned and shrieked into his mouth. She had never been penetrated before, had never even done it with toys. Gallus held her steady, pulling her closer to his body. Her boobs squished against his hardened chest, and she moved an arm under him. Goddess, give me strength… She raised her pelvis up and brought it down. That brought immediate results. Gallus groaned, and lost his hold on her tongue. Ocellus tossed her head back; the changeling version of sweat went flying off her body. She brought herself down with gusto, and like a pile driver. Her vag swallowed up Gallus’ cock with ease, and with supreme tightness. He groaned under her and began to work in time with her. Their groans filled the room. Their bodies worked in perfect harmony as they squished and adapted to one another. There was a renewed bout of shouting as Ocellus finally got her lover hilted into her. Ocellus groaned, feeling even her deepest depths teased by his unique gryphon cock, and squealed. “Oh my… oh…” Gallus gave the incomprehensible groan of an animal or a very large cat, and shoved back up into her. A strange feeling overtook Ocellus. She had never done this kind of sex before. Always she was the one penetrating. Was this molding her vagina to his cock? Would she be able to find another partner, or was–? Ocellus coughed and gasped. She watched the gryphon above her, He threw his head back again and little beads of sweat dribbled against the floor. He's so hot… She thought. Even as she rode him, a doubt crept into her mind. She focused on her magic. Her whole body tingled with more than just sex. Sparks of green fire flashed around her. “Wouldn't you prefer another gryphon?” She gasped. Gallus stopped for a moment. “Wouldn't I sleep with one of them and not you?” He grunted. “Come on, Celly.” With renewed vigor he pushed up. Ocellus’ sex-addled mind buried that fear into her head. Here she was, having sex with the hottest guy she knew. What did anything matter? Her summoned magic dissipated. Yet as Gallus squeezed her boobs, there was an odd sensation. “H-Hey ‘cell, did you gain weight or something?” “No…no! Why?” She moaned back. “No reason!” He groaned. He came. Ocellus felt a monumental explosion, and then oscillation. She screamed out as what felt like a double orgasm hit her, electric impulses flooding through her lower body. Gallus continued thrusting upward and splash upon splash of cum fed into her womb. She felt it squirting again, again, and again. It was indescribable, like drinking water but an overwhelming sensation that she was personally squeezing every drop. His dick exploded into her, a fusillade of cum that threatened to overwhelm them both. He humped faster and faster. Ocellus pushed back with all her might. Gryphon baby batter filled up her insides. White hot magma poured into her, a roiling cauldron of cream and muck. Finally, the orgasms and juices came to an end. Gallus released her, and let Ocellus collapse on the ground next to him. Cum, saliva, and other juices poured off or out of them, and the pair laid there like they were the dead. They panted for air. Ocellus looked at his eyes. She loved Smolder so much… yet this gryphon was a close second. His eyes drew into focus, and he blinked slowly. “So, any…” He wheezed, “Any bets on who you got next?” Ocelus shook her head. As she did, she felt an odd jiggle in her chest. She looked down. Her boobs felt… weightier almost. Gallus lifted his head slightly. “Hey, can Changelings and Gryphons…?” Ocellus looked at him. She frowned. Then she laughed breathlessly, “No, of course not!”
Chapter 1“Snowstorm warning,” The sign in the front hall said, even with what few students they had over winter break, they still posted announcements. According to Professor Dash, there were some unexpected atmospherics which meant a snowstorm would be hitting Ponyville sooner and stronger than expected. Not that the students were particularly concerned. Few had examined the poster very closely(besides a Hippogriff and a changeling) and they figured they'd be stuck inside anyway. In a classroom near the poster, or down the hall rather, most of the students were gathered for the last class of the day. Gallus held Silverstream's hand in his claws as he wrote down something in his notebook. He tried to concentrate on the board instead of her warm grasp. She was looking between the board and her notebook easily, seemingly not distracted at all. The griffin tugged on his collar, ruffled his head feathers a bit, and spared a glance around. The rest of the small gang was busy listening or pretending to. They sat in the front of a lecture hall, listening to Professor Pinkie Pie. Most of the lecture hall was empty, as it always was in a winter break class. Pinkie Pie was their professor today, demonstrating something Gallus didn’t follow or even understand but he wrote down anyway. As Gallus moved his gaze, he noticed with distaste the light from the windows contrasted sharply with the glow crystals of the lecture hall. It was a cold and snowy day, but the building itself was quite hot. Knew I should’ve worn just a t-shirt, he thought, as he stopped to take off his sweatshirt. The heating in the building came from a geothermal pump, but for some reason, it was malfunctioning of late. The professors said it would be useful, what with the coming snowstorm, in case it broke and no one could repair it for a bit, but it made the building sweltering. “...and that’s how Equestria was made the third time!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed, “It’s just like a cake, sometimes there’s layers to this stuff–” She paused abruptly, and looked at her watch. “Oh, phooey! That’s our time, everypony.” The gang got up, somewhat gratefully, and packed up their stuff. “Gallus! Silverstream! Let me speak with you please!” Gallus winced. He stopped and turned. He exchanged looks with his girlfriend, and both went to the professor’s desk. She was busy eating some confectionary products. “Uh, you wanted to see us, professor?” He asked. “I hope it’s nothing bad…” Silverstream said nervously. Pinkie sat up. “Oh, don’t worry! It’s nothing bad!” She grinned, then grimaced a little. “I wanted to speak to you… about…” She grimaced further. “Uh oh,” Gallus said aloud. “Don’t worry, it’s just a little hard to say!” Pinkie sighed, then clapped her hands together, “Look, if you’re going to use the pool for hanky panky, please clean up afterward!” She grinned. “What?!” The couple exclaimed. “I know, you think you're being subtle about it and all, but please, next time… please clean up afterwards.” “How did you know?” Silverstream gasped. “I have my ways,” Pinkie winked. “Just please be a bit more careful.” She gestured, “Speaking of which, I meant to fill up the free condom dispensary but I haven't gotten the chance. There's a closet with them a little way down the hall. Would you mind doing it, please? I have… something to do.” With that, she was away out the door. Gallus sighed, “Great. She knows, and she gets us to do her job.” Silverstream giggled, “I think she was giving us a hint.” “And making us do her job?” Silverstream rolled her eyes, “Come on.” They walked down the halls, Silverstream pulled him into a closet, “It’s this one.” It was a dimly-lit, yet fairly spacious closet. More of a storage area than a simple closet. Gallus squinted into the dark. He made his way to the back and found a white container. “Found ‘em.” Gallus turned around and stumbled. Silverstream had her skirt at her feet and was struggling with her shirt. “Here?! Now?!” He squeaked. His eyes went up and down, first hitting her vagina, then her slowly-exposed breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra. He felt a bizarre, yet delightful sensation in his gut, like nausea. He had the inexplicable urge to use the bathroom. Silverstream shrugged and went back to work pulling off her shirt. “Let's test them out, why don't we?” Gallus blinked as his girlfriend tossed aside her last article of clothing. Quickly, he yanked down his shorts. His penis bounced around it almost painfully. Were those feelings in his gut butterflies, as the ponies called them? It was one of the most powerful sensations he’d been feeling as of late. Yet his enthusiasm was tempered by fear. Silverstream jammed a tool under the door handle, assuaging that fear a bit, then went up to Gallus. She sized him up, running her hands up and down his sides. She loved feeling his chest and running her hands up the border between his yellowish underbelly and the rest of his blue pelt. “Mm, even in the dark your feathers are amazing…” “So are yours,” He whispered a bit meekly. There was a hollow feeling in his chest. Silverstream kissed him, “Hey, it’s okay, relax! We don’t have to–” “I’m not afraid,” He hissed quickly, “I’m just–!” They heard voices. The hippogriff spun about and pushed against Gallus, shuffling them toward a cabinet. Gallus went rigid in more ways than one. Silverstream let out a strangled gasp. His penis was caught vertically right up the center of her ass. They fell backward against the cabinet. Silverstream inhaled sharply. They were slid up back against a container in this closet, stuck together, and frozen. He realized how he was clutching her, how close she was. How his arms had come across her protectively, and how her arms had gone backwards to protect him. And he noted she was breathing real funny. The voices walked past. Gallus could only see her blueish mane, with that mixture of highlights. He felt her pink fur. His hands wrapped around her middle. Her body was surprisingly muscular for someone so light and so sweet. Yet she had enough plush on her body to make holding her a treat. She inhaled sharply as his palm came to rest on one of her tits. Gallus suddenly remembered where his cock was as blood began to pump again. His other hand went up to cup both breasts. Silverstream hissed and went on all fours. “Come on, Gallus!” She leaned forward and grinned. With that, he aimed… and hit the wrong hole. She swore and hissed, trying to stay quiet. “Well we don't need the condoms this time,” He mumbled. He grabbed her wide hips, wrapping his fingers around them. He pulled her close again. “Gallus…” She moaned happily. She pushed back against him. Her enormous posterior clashed with his hips. He grunted and thrust back. She pushed again. He thrust into her. She was so unbelievably tight. Her anal cavity squeezed him like a vice. Gallus rocked his hips into her again and she squeaked. “Oh…” “Yes…!” She thrust back. Back and forth, back and forth. Ever since that night at the pool, they’d been going at it whenever they could. Never where they could be exposed, this was the closest call they'd had. Gallus squeezed his eyes shut. They seesawed between each other over and over. Silverstream felt his body move like an accordion behind her. She was enthralled by his motions and continued pushing back. Gallus was equally enthralled by her body. He felt her breasts bounced up and down, or back and forth given how they were arranged. One hand slipped up to grab one and she bit one of her claws. He hilted inside her and pulled out. The griffin thrust in again. He grimaced, then kept going faster. Silverstream replied in kind. She panted, leaning back and sending ripples of pleasure through both of their bodies. While Gallus was laid back and snarky outside, in the bedroom he was surprisingly meek. Silverstream took the lead, always eager to explore new things, and far more willing to take risks than he was. Living in the rump state of a fallen empire versus being under threat from the Storm King had a way of creating different dynamics in this sort of situation. Silverstream rocked against him, hammering herself against his cock. Every impact rippled through their forms, releasing dopamine and splatters of sweat. She let out low growls each time, like a hawk or another bird of prey. Gallus alternatively swore and gasped, invoking various deities. Finally, Gallus’ eyes went wide. “Silverstream…I…” She squeaked. Her pussy spewed fluid under her. Her whole body shook and her ass squeezed Gallus’ penis like a machine. He yelped, covered his mouth, and exploded. White cum squirted out around his member as he kept thrusting into her rear, filling her up. They separated, leaving a trail of one another's fluids between them on the floor. They collapsed for a moment to collect themselves. Silverstream rolled over. “Phew!” Gallus panted and grinned. “Right?” Silverstream grinned back. She quickly grabbed up her clothes, and before the griffin could blink, she was already dressed. “We gotta get moving before the others get suspicious.” She threw him his shirt and unjammed the door. Silverstream exited the closet, took two steps down the hall, and then quickly adjusted her outfit. It wouldn’t do to have her shirt exposed like that! XXXXX In the library, their four friends heard Silverstream’s distinctive excited prancing echo in the halls. Though it was winter break, there were a few people left in the school beyond their group. But everypony seemed to be clearing out, or preparing for the snowstorm that was anticipated. Several ponies were busy picking up books for a few days inside. Sandbar’s attention was on that walk, however. He could hear Gallus’ bare cat’s paws clicking. He blew air through his lips. “Celestia, they are way less subtle than they think they are, aren't they?” He asked, leaning his head on his hand. Aside from Ocellus, he was the second shortest of the group. He wore pants and a long-sleeve shirt. Though he was starting to think it wasn’t a good idea. He was still sweating. “Tell me about it,” Smolder scoffed. She and Gallus occupied the middle space for the group, both about equally as tall, though Smolder was skinnier. She was wearing shorts and a tank top herself, though it may not have been the malfunctioning heating, she ran hot in general. She pulled a book off the shelves. “I swear, I've never seen anyone be that hot and bothered!” “Yaks have seen worse,” Yona held out a hand and waved it from side to side. She was the largest, if not the tallest member of the group. She wore Yak robes that breathed in the heat and kept the cold out. “Well, that's cuz Yaks are weird,” Smolder shrugged. “Ocellus, are Changelings like this?” Ocellus looked up from a notebook, and two bound books, and went red. She was built more slightly than any of the others, even Sandbar, and wore a skirt and a sweater. “I…err…” Smolder winced and looked away. “Dragon should know that better than anyone,” Yona grunted. “Fair point,” Smolder mumbled and grabbed another book. It didn't take long for the door to open. Silverstream entered, “Hey guys!” A chorus of greetings followed. “What’s everygriff doing?” “Eh, nothing much,” Smolder said, “Just finishing up the essays we got assigned.” “Really? I’m already done,” Ocellus said, “I was busy researching.” “Researching? Researching what?” Silverstream asked. She darted over. “Can I see?” Ocellus slammed the book she was reading shut. Nevertheless, Silverstream peered over her shoulder at the notebook, “Oh, interesting!” She frowned, “Not anatomically correct, by the way. It should go that way, not this way.” “Drawing more art of your marefriend?” Sandbar said with a grin. “No, as a matter of fact!” Ocellus said indignantly. “It’s a gryphon,” Silverstream said. The others chuckled. But Silverstream looked down at Ocellus and winked. The Changeling blushed and chuckled. Gallus walked in. His shirt was a little askew, but he was otherwise presentable. “Hey, guys,” He said. He sat down perhaps a bit too chipper. He realized everypony was looking at him. “What?” he asked in a clipped tone. “The broom closet? Really?” Sandbar asked. “What are you talking about, man?” Gallus asked, rolling his eyes and leaning back in his chair. “You and Silverstream just went into the closet to do it?” Gallus straightened up and all four legs on the chair hit the floor with a crash. His face was red and his beak twitched, “What? Ocellus and Smolder do it!” Smolder scowled at him and Ocellus went “Eep!” And shrank down. Sandbar glanced at them with his eyes but kept his face pointed at Gallus. “W-well… you don't have to be so obvious about it!” XXXXX The showers in the dorm rooms didn't have a tub per se, as much as just a lip to keep the water in. Silverstream walked in and took off her robe. She stretched and turned on the water. It quickly got warm. Even so, she felt her nipples hard as glass and smiled a little at the feeling between her legs. Her body was sleek and tall, not busty but she knew she had looks. She’d certainly been hit on by enough boys back in the Hippogriff lands. But right now, there was only one boy she preferred to think about… She reached down and felt herself quite wet. “Gallus…” She moaned. She rubbed her pussy lips and quickly slid her fingers in. She held one breast with her other hand, squeezing it tight. Her first hand played with her clit with her thumb, while her other fingers got to work. She thought of Gallus’ tough but narrow muscles. She liked how he wasn't too beefy, but not skinny either. Her fingers moved in and out, touching the spaces only she knew. There was a tingling sensation and an itch she had to scratch. She thought of his big paws, his fine blue coat, and his amazing ass. Ngh…! She felt a warm body brush up against her. “Hello,” Gallus said. “Whoa!” She grunted as her hands leaped from her body and against the wall. She felt his hard member between her cheeks. His strong form hugged against her wings. “Need help washing your wings?” Gallus asked. Then he added slyly, “We don't have mixed-gender bathrooms in the Gryphon lands.” “But boy, doesn't it make things convenient?” Silverstream said slyly. She turned around to see him getting moist under the shower head. They were about equal in height, but the showers were designed for creatures slightly smaller than they were. They leaned forward and began making out. Gallus fumbled for a latch, and a seat unfolded for him to collapse onto. The water spattered onto the soft polymer, the sound intermittently interrupted by their interaction. Now without risk of slipping, Silverstream straddled his lap and pushed her body against him. Gallus groaned, his cock was caught between them. “...That it does!” Silverstream felt something warmer and stickier than the water dripping out of her onto his thigh. She ran a hand up and down his member, “My word is someone excited!” “Speak for yourself!” He gasped, and a hand whipped to her crotch. She let out a squeak and batted him playfully. He grabbed her breasts and she grabbed his shoulders. She ran her hands over his sleek fur and feathers. “Oh, you're so darling…” “You know, you don't have to flick it about me, you can just ask,” He murmured, pressing his face into her neck. “I thought you were busy!” She whispered, then leaned into him, “Besides, what kind of Griff would I be demanding sex all the time?” “The one of my dreams?” He asked, giving a cheeky grin. She rolled her eyes playfully. This boy is so insecure. She grabbed her necklace. Her hands shifted their weight. She unwrapped a leg from around him only for it to smoothly join the other. Her wings lost much of their weight, becoming transparent. Her feet became her flippers, and her hands became webbed. Gallus blinked and stammered. Her mermaid-like body made him quite erect, no doubt about it. Something about the sleekness of her body without legs just… She saw a dribble of precum out of his dick. There was a shudder down his waist and a flutter in her stomach. He was quite impressive, and she got the sense her body impressed him just as much as he made her weak in the knees(which she did not currently have). Gallus straightened up, folded the chair back up, then slid to the bottom of the shower basin. “Ooh!” She cooed happily. He reached out quickly grabbed a condom from his pants and slipped it on. “That soon?”She blinked. “Silverstream, I'm gonna blow real quick.” She jumped on him then. He wrapped his legs around her and her flipper hands wrapped around his neck. They had been doing this at least once a day. He’d come in, she’d come in, whenever the other was showering. She lifted herself and dangled her clit against the tip of his dick. He grunted and tried to pull her down. Silverstream kissed him, then shifted her whole body back so her lower body was draped over his legs. Slowly, between the two of them, their parts interconnected. He slid into her silken interior with a hiss. She purred happily as his spear entered her vagina. She could feel his pulse inside. Her walls squeezed against him as her whole body tensed. Then she thrust against him. The first shot wasn't anything impressive but it drove him deeper inside. Silverstream kissed him again, and pushed her tongue into his beak. She had to turn her beak sideways to fit, but they managed. He ran her hands up and down her sides, feeling where her hips had been replaced with what he would sometimes describe as “blubber”. He pinched at the fatty tissue, and she moaned, “Yes!” For all his insecurities he was quite the lover. To repay him, she gave another thrust. They slid down the wall and found themselves flat in the shower basin. Silverstream leaned back a bit to catch her breath. Gallus’ eyes widened and he grasped her boobs. He pinched her nipples and tweaked the flesh. “The water bothering you?” “It's your slowness, G’!” She said seductively. She lifted herself up again, then down like a jackhammer. He gasped in shock but returned the favor. She kept going up and down, bringing her powerful hips to bear. His hands went to her blubbery hips(or where they should be) and matched her speed. He began working his hips in response, and with every downward thrust, he pulled her deeper inside him. The echo of the water was soon overwhelmed by their stifled groans and whimpers. Silverstream wrapped her tail around his legs as he went deeper and deeper inside. It was like they were made for each other, and somehow, every day, his spear remained just as stiff to see her. Her breasts were bouncing up and down, weighty and pert at the same time. They'd be a nuisance in most sports without a bra, but in this activity, they were a boon. She felt his claws squeezing her chest, so she rubbed his nipples in reply. Gallus leaned back, his eyes rolled up in pleasure, “Oh god… oh god…” “Yes, oh yes!” Silverstream replied. She counteracted his pushes as he wrapped his arms around her. She didn’t have wings in this form, but he rubbed where they normally were. Their sweat mixed with the water, and their juices coated what little wasn't covered in liquid. Silverstream thrust down into him. He was always such a gentle lover, always appreciative of her. Finally, she felt a mixture in her core, a tingling in her vagina. “G-G-Ga–!” She exploded, her cum erupting around his cock. Her own juices coated the condom. His eyes popped open, and then she felt it, a swelling in his cock. Cum exploded inside her, and she cried out. The sheer amount seemed to fill up one end of the condom, and both shouted their delight. Each of their squirts was matched with kisses, that devolved into a makeout session. Breathlessly they separated. Almost too quickly he pulled out of her, exhausted. Gallus gently lowered her to the ground. “Sorry if that was too quick,” He whispered. “Just gives us more time to cuddle!” Silverstream grinned. “We should probably shower,” He said apologetically. XXXXX They dried off and went into the common room. Just a dragon and a changeling were there, listening to the radio after dinner. “Where's Sandbar and Yona?” Gallus asked. “Eh, they were worried about the snowstorm,” Smolder said, “They decided to go into town.” “Not really, she thinks they're getting some privacy while the storm goes,” Ocellus said. “I do not!” “Oh, then you didn't make a joke about wishing we could all be snowed in together?” Gallus sighed, partly because he thought it was brilliant. It seemed like something out of erotica. Snowed in with your lover with nothing to do but… “Well, it figures. They get a private stay at a hotel to wait out the storm while we suffer here. I wish we could order room service.” He settled down on the couch next to Ocellus and happened to put an arm behind her. Consciously, he put an arm around Silverstream who snuggled up against him. Gently, almost incidentally, Ocellus leaned against him. Smolder got up to go to the bathroom. Silverstream leaned against him. His arm around Ocellus slid down to her shoulder. Gallus blinked. Two of the hottest girls he knew were leaning against him. The dragon returned. “Enjoying yourself?” Smolder grunted. “Shit, you can see–” Gallus looked down, then back up, “Ha ha.” “Made you look. Mind giving me back my girlfriend?” “She’s a freakin’ leech, get her off me,” He replied. Smolder scoffed and settled down next to Ocellus. “Maybe you’re just warm,” Ocellus said. “Says the Changeling.” The four settled down on the couch, enjoying the radio broadcast. Outside, the snowstorm got worse. The Everfree Forest occasionally influenced Ponyville's weather with the free-roaming magic it had. Some of that magic drifted over to the school…perhaps influencing those inside. XXXXX The next morning, all four slowly awoke. Gallus stretched and yawned, then grimaced. He held up his arm, “Yuck.” Smolder peeled herself off Ocellus, “Ew…” Silverstream uncurled herself from Gallus. Gallus pushed Ocellus off his side and handed her to Smolder, “Yours?” Smolder took her by the shoulders, “Celly, wake up,” She said deadpan. The Changeling finally woke up. She shifted suddenly into a smaller form, some sort of reptile, and hit the ground. She shifted back. “Why’s it so hot?” “Good question, look out there,” Gallus pointed. The windows were blocked with snow. Just pure white outside. “I don’t think anygriff is coming in to work today,” Silverstream grimaced. “I don’t think anygriff is going anywhere today.” “Or for the next week, for that matter,” Ocellus said. “So, we’re trapped in here for a few days? Well, that’s great,” Gallus sighed. He walked into the suite’s kitchen, “Anyone want any food?” “Sure,” Smolder followed him. “Aren’t any of you worried about this?” Ocellus asked. “What’s to worry? We’ve got the run of campus!” Silverstream exclaimed. Her eyes widened, “We’ve got the run of campus!” “Great, just me stuck with you three,” Gallus said dryly, though with a smile on his face. He went to work making food. “The only question is the heating,” Ocellus said, walking over to the thermostat by the window. “The thermostat outside says ‘freezing’. The one in here is a summer day in the desert.” “Oh, it’s fine,” Smolder called over, ”I'll fix it.” She went to the radiator near the window and kicked it. The machine groaned in dismay. As if to respond to the attack, a wave of heat suddenly poured from the vents. Gallus swore and rolled his eyes. “Nice job, Smolder. You made it hotter.” At that moment, there was a sound like wind chimes and a shower of purple sparks by the doorway. A letter fell out of the shower of sparks and hit the floor. Silverstream tilted her head and walked over. “Huh, Professor Twilight sent us a message,” She said. She opened the envelope. “...or Pinkie Pie did.” Ocellus stepped over and took the message. “From Pinkie Pie…etc… So funny story, there is an unscheduled snowstorm, and somepony, not naming any names here, accidentally left the heat on.” “Great. So it's sweltering in here and freezing out there?” Gallus asked. “Ah, here is a section from Twilight! If there are any problems, ask Ocellus to send a letter. The cables into town have been knocked out by the blizzard. Winds are quite high. Do not attempt to leave the building, you should be quite safe.” “So we do have the run of campus,” Smolder said in her gravelly voice. She shrugged, “Cool.” “It's still so hot…” Ocellus wiped her brow. Smolder sighed. She began to take off her shirt, “Anyone mind if I…” “Oh for god’s sake, Smolder!” Gallus exclaimed, putting up his hand and squeezing his eyes shut. “Pipe down! You see your girlfriend’s boobs all the time!” Smolder snapped. “Yeah, because she’s my girlfriend!” “I don’t mind,” Silverstream shrugged. Gallus opened one eye, “You don’t?” Silverstream grinned. “I mean… I do love you, but we’re not like… married, right?” Gallus blinked. “Well… I guess not.” He shrugged and went back to the frying pan. She stepped over, “Don’t go all frowny on me, Gallus! I still love you.” He grinned sheepishly, and hugged her arm with one of his, “Love ya too.” Almost automatically, he glared at Smolder, “Shut it.” “Didn’t say anything…” Smolder mumbled innocently. She took off her shirt. Gallus screwed up his face and tried to avoid looking at her delightful orange chest. He thought the eggs and bacon looked real interesting. “So what are we gonna do?” “Let's go to the pool!” Silverstream exclaimed.
Chapter 2Smolder tugged off her pants, exposing her panties to the room. “You all ready to go?” Gallus wore shorts and a T-shirt, “Can't you wear something?” “I am! Don't tell me none of you are interested in this!” Smolder gestured to herself. Gallus blushed and looked away while Ocellus applauded. The Gryphon opened the door and began to walk toward the pool. It was less sweltering out here, but the whole building was surprisingly warm. He tugged at his collar and wiped the sweat off his sweaty feathers. He heard quick footsteps behind him, and their door slam. His hippogriff girlfriend caught up to him. “Hey, I hope I didn’t bother you…” Silverstream said. Gallus looked at her, then shrugged. “In Gryphon lands, we get pretty weird about this stuff. And I’m saying that.” “In the Hippogriff lands, we do have exclusive relationships, but we’re not quite as prudish about public nudity as you people are,” Silverstream snorted. “It’s not that…” Gallus muttered, “It… does it feel like cheating?” Silverstream looked at him. “No, not to me.” Gallus shrugged and looked away. “Looking at another girl’s boobs? Sounds like it.” Silverstream stopped him, “Hey…” She grinned, “She does have nice boobs, doesn’t she?” Gallus went red, even under his feathers. “We don’t have to be exclusive exclusive, you know? Like, I'm not experimenting cuz I'm bored or whatever, I'm just studying new things!” “That's one way to phrase it…” Gallus held his towel over his crotch. “The heart wants what it wants! I still love you,” Silverstream declared, “Even if our eyes wander, that doesn’t mean our hearts have, right?” She asked. She took his talons in hers, “We might experiment because we want to have new experiences, but we're still together unless we say otherwise.” “Y-Yeah…” He said, a bit sheepishly. He leaned in for a kiss and she granted it. He felt her tongue brush against his beak and he leaned his head back. “Wait, are you saying I could sleep with…” “I’m saying both of us can sleep with anygriff we want. But what we have?” Silverstream winked, “That’s something special.” Gallus nodded. “Mhm…” He said, his beak screwed up. Silverstream looked down. “Well, you definitely like the idea…” “Oh, bite me,” He grunted on reflex, holding his towel lower. “Maybe I will…” She teased, stroking some of his head feathers. “I mean, we're definitely not tired of each other considering…” “Hey, where are the others?” ~~ Ocellus sucked and wiggled her tongue like her life depended on it. Smolder snapped her head back, trying not to make noise. The changeling's tongue in her snatch was amazing. “I am going to blow you so hard when I get a chance– Aah!” Smolder felt herself explode across Ocellus’ face. The juices were like manna from heaven for Ocellus. She wiped it off and pushed it into her mouth as quickly as she could. “We should hurry before they realize we're missing!” ~~ The two couples met in the locker room. Gallus quickly went around to the larger Gryphon section and took out his swimsuit. As he pulled it on, he heard someone coming around the corner. His jaw dropped. Ocellus was walking around with nothing but a sheepish smile and a towel. She walked over to the stall beside him. He looked her up and down before he quickly turned away. My gosh, she's hot! Unlike Silverstream, Ocellus had a shorter and wider body. She had some wide hips, but she primarily had a rack like no one's business. Big and blueish and supple and– Gallus swore and squeezed his eyes shut. He turned off the water, swept out his feathers, then made a beeline for his locker. He struggled to pull his shorts back on over his titanic erection. Ocellus squeaked and wrapped a towel around herself. “Uh…sorry!” Their gazes met, and their eyes widened. Both of them looked toward the showers to see both of their girlfriends only in towels. And Smolder only had hers around her waist. Her very fine waist, with the kind of hips that made him swoon. She had a fine pair of shoulders and breasts that made– Gallus looked to the side, and Ocellus was screwing her eyes shut. His eyes widened as he noted a tent in her towel swiftly disappearing as Ocellus tried to reorient her Changeling body mass. Well, boobs that make you do that. His eyes snapped back to Silverstream. Her towel clung to her pink body like it was painted on. He wondered if she did that on purpose. Smolder had a funny look on her face. “Hey… we got a crazy idea… let's live like we do back in the Dragon Lands… if you know what I mean.” Ocellus went red. Silverstream's eyes widened. “No way,” Gallus said. “Oh come on, Gallus! Live a little!” Silverstream exclaimed. “I can live– ow! Hey!” With a struggle, she got his swim shirt off. “Bro, you can't say you're not liking the idea a bit,” Smolder said. Her eyes darted down. “What? I'm only a person!” He said, covering his groin. Silverstream stripped beside him and his erection only turned into titanium, “Oh god that's hot…” She dropped her panties and yanked off her top. Silverstream stretched and grinned. “Methinks someone had ulterior motives,” She tittered. “Maybe,” Smolder said. She reached over and yanked off Ocellus’ towel. “Wha–? Hey!” She covered her chest, but with her enormous assets, it was difficult to cover. Silverstream wasn't done stripping her boyfriend. She yanked down his pants. His erection was enormous, it practically hit her in the face. She felt her mouth fill with drool. “Hey, whoa–...” He stumbled back, hit the wall, and slid to the ground. Silverstream was on him but hesitated. “Do you want to stop?” She asked seriously. “What's your safeword?” Gallus opened his eyes. “Hell yeah. Let's go. Gout, that's the safeword.” With that, she smiled again and began to slide her hand up and down his cock. He fidgeted in place. “Oh gosh…” His hand came out and grabbed Silverstream's snatch. “Ah!” He felt her lower lips and used his thumb to caress her clit, then his main claws to reach inside her. She made a guttural sound and her lower body recoiled. Gallus’ face narrowed into a grin and he grabbed her hip with his other hand. Both were startled by Ocellus and Smolder banging against the lockers. Ocellus was on top, Smolder had her back against the wall. Yet she made out with her furiously. She yanked off her tank top and pulled the Changeling close. She jammed her tongue in her mouth. Ocellus whimpered and tried her best. Smolder's hand reached down and stroked her girlfriend's cock. Silverstream realized Gallus had been stimulating her this whole time. “Gyaah!” She exploded fem jizz all over his paws. He grinned at her. “Now who's easy to get off?” “Oh, that's it!” She pushed him against the wall with her back and yanked on his cock. He sprayed cum in a fair arc across the locker room floor. Then Ocellus gave a little scream. A hail of gooey cum sprayed in an arc around the room. And several beads caught the other two lovers. While the avians had split apart, Ocellus and Smolder were draped in a heap around one another. Yet as they raised their heads, they looked ready to go another round. Silverstream got up, then stumbled over. She helped Smolder to her feet, “Whoa, there. Need some help–?” Smolder kissed her beak. Ocellus pecked Gallus on the cheek. All four were in stunned silence. “Uh… so that was…” “Fantastic!” Silverstream exclaimed. “What next?” Smolder grinned. ~~ Gallus pulled back on his clothes. He always felt so insecure about himself, even if he just had the weirdest sex ever in this room. His insecurity was why he had such an attitude. They swam. Gallus loved to race with Silverstream, showing her the unique ways Gryphons swam even without her abilities. He realized he liked watching Smolder too. She had a rather sleek swimming skill. Ocellus was shorter, and a bit denser than any of the other girls, almost as the same build as Gallus but shorter. She doggy paddled along. Gallus wasn't paying too much attention, but he kinda noticed she was watching him. The Changeling soon sidled up to him. “So, uh, you and Silverstream?” “Yep,” Gallus said. “Oh… uh… well, it looks like the last of us paired off.” “You know, some days I wondered if you and Silverstream would get together before she asked me,” Gallus said. “I thought you and Smolder might,” Ocellus commented. “She says you're…uh… attractive.” “Well hey, don't sell yourself short, short stuff!” He nudged her playfully with his foot. She giggled and blushed. “Neither should you! I know how insecure you can be! Why not… uh… take off that shirt?” Gallus went very red. Both turned away, blushing and embarrassed. As they watched their marefriends playing another race, they both squinted in unison. They were quite playful, and they saw Smolder push Silverstream over. Silverstream popped up as a merpony, and bowled Smolder over. “You think they know how they look?” Gallus whispered. “Are they gonna start making out?” As they watched, Smolder's swimsuit was caught on something near the ladder. She tugged and pulled, and with one dramatic motion, her one piece tore away. Gallus’ jaw dropped. Ocellus squeaked, “Oh my gosh!” Smolder's entire orange body was on full display. She stretched and leaned back. The second biggest scaly boobs in their friend group stood out in the humid air of the pool. Gallus wondered why a dragon even had those. “Think we should– huh?” Gallus’ blushing grew wider. Silverstream put her hands behind her back, between her wings. She unhooked her bikini top and let it fall into the water. She felt Smolder's chest, and he heard her comment something about size. Then she undid her bottom too. Her bare ass was distorted at this distance from her bottom floating to the surface. His girlfriend was on full display for the rest of the girls in his friend group. Gallus felt a rock-hard boner in his trunks. Fuck, which part is turning me on? Ocellus turned to him. He opened his mouth to say something to clear the air. She bit her lip. Then leaned forward and pulled him closer to her level. “Yipe!” The Changeling kissed his beak. Gallus squirmed at the pleasant sensation, his eyes going toward Silverstream. He couldn't deny how good this felt, but was it right? Ocellus pulled him into her embrace. He gingerly returned it, getting more and more into it. Gallus picked her up, squeezing her, lifting her off her feet. Until he heard a sloshing in the water, and felt the waves push against him. Gallus and Ocellus broke apart, the latter still in the gryphon’s arms, to find their girlfriends standing on either side of them. “Uh… we can explain,” Gallus said quickly. Silverstream gave a smirk. “I know, I know! It's okay, Gallus! You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. And I won't stop you from experimenting.” Gallus looked at Ocellus in his arms. He felt conflicted. His relationship with Silverstream was special, but so was his bond with the others. What was the problem with a little experimenting? He chuckled a bit. Smolder took that as a signal. She grabbed his shirt and pulled. Riiiipppp! “Hey!” Gallus knew this was a disposable one, but it was annoying. The shirt ripped open, down to the holes for his wings. Silverstream zipped in and grabbed the front of his pants. She tore off the front, then yanked it further. His stallionhood jiggled out as Ocellus pushed off from him, and dipped in to rip off what remained of his clothes. He covered himself up, “Come on, you could've asked!” He felt his boner turn into a titanium rod. “Dang, bro,” Smolder said, “It's almost as big as Ocellus’!” Silverstream used one of her wings to block the view of Gallus’ lower half. “Sorry, he's a bit nervous.” “Especially when someone steals my clothes,” Gallus grumbled. “Sorry, they encouraged me!” Ocellus said with a cheeky grin. “Well, you got your wish of wanting my shirt off!” He snapped. Gallus went toward the steps at one side of the pool. He started to get out of the water. So did the others. “Gallus, we weren't–” “I'm not leaving, I just wanted some water!” He said over his shoulder. He tried to avoid covering himself but did kinda have to do it at the drinking fountain in a corner of the pool room. “Hydration is important,” Ocellus said. She sipped water from the fountain too. Smolder put her hands on her hips. Gallus fought to avoid looking too close. “Well, this gives me an idea.” She smirked.“You know, I think we should go swimming again. But this time, let's do something to help Gallus, and…” Ocellus squeaked and she gestured, “Help my marefriend out.” “We're naked in public. How can this help?!” Gallus demanded. Smolder put up her hands, “No one is gonna be here for a few days yet! So we've got this place to ourselves! This really hot, steamy place to ourselves.” “So…?” Gallus made a rotating motion with his hand. “Let's go through the building, and see who runs into who.” She winked. Silverstream gasped in excitement. Gallus's eyes were as wide as dinner plates. All three left traces on the floor that showed they were quite excited. “What, like… runs into somepony?” Ocellus squeaked. “If you're quick, maybe you can be my first lay,” Smolder winked again. “Gallus?” Silverstream asked. Her eyes were filled with nothing but concern for him. Gallus frowned. Then he grinned, “A chance to bang three girls? I'm in.” “Don't be a dick, bro, even with yours,” Smolder said. Then she pushed all three back into the pool. She sprinted for the doors, “First come first serve!” Ocellus altered her wing patterns to that of a dragonfly, for flight while wet, got out of the water, and took off. Silverstream crouched down to help Gallus out. “Shall we, my love?”
Gallus x OcellusAll four creatures had lost track of each other almost immediately. The school seemed compact yet held a surprising complexity in its halls. The section of the building Ocellus walked through was a lower area, with dark green carpeting and oak walls. She guessed it was left over from some attempted renovations at the beginning of the first semester the school was in operation. The short Changeling walked through the hall, her emotions bouncing up and down. She came to a halt. Her ears twitched, and her head moved back and forth. On instinct, her wings went over her chest and her hands down. “Hello?” She called out softly. There was no reply. She flicked herself with a finger, “Keep it together, Ocellus…” She made no further progress, however, and paced back and forth in the hallway, feeling the air move around her form as she debated internally. She paused to look down at herself. Naked in school. She blew air out her cheeks. Changelings would frequently go nude for various roles but this was something else. She looked around, then back down, and moved her hips around. She had not considered herself attractive, at least, before she met Smolder. Ocellus’ exoskeleton shivered, and it flickered to various forms. Without Smolder around, this arrangement seemed a little less inviting. Is this cheating on her? Ponies are sometimes weird about this… I know dragons have different ideas but what would this be? What if someone finds out? She then sighed, You know what she would say. Ocellus looked around. Normally the hallway would have at least a few people here, but it was completely empty. And here she stood, naked as a bird. Ocellus looked down at herself again. She was shorter and wider than more traditional pony attraction demanded was “correct”, yet Smolder had told her again and again that that was what she liked about her. ‘And your enormous dick,’ Ocellus quoted mentally, and giggled. So, they were going to be having sex all over the school, were they? Ocellus grinned to herself. The idea of everyone seeing her like this was frightening and… exhilarating. They could do the deed in every inch of this place, and no one would ever know. Ocellus considered some of the smut her girlfriend had shown her. What would be the best way to attract a mate? The young changeling shook herself out for a moment, as if limbering up for gymnastics. She began to walk forward. Her hips swayed slightly, yet her most distinguishing feature that males tended to see were her boobs. She looked at them, and with a touch of magic, their silhouette shifted. They remained the same size but became more teardrop shaped; they would jiggle more easily that way. A trick Smolder enjoyed in their dorm. Ocellus frowned. She held out her hand, and little magic changeling sparks danced along her palm. I wonder what happens if our magicks interact… Her frown deepened, Oh dear, that's a nasty thought. What if I kiss Silverstream and it makes her necklace go wonky? Silverstream… Her thoughts of the other girl quickly drew to the hippogriff in her swimsuit. Then without. She's like the definition of hot, isn't she? Her ears twitched, and she moved her head again. “Nothing…” She murmured. And her hands went down. The bird girl didn't have Ocellus' bust, but she had all the right curves in all the right places. The right balance of bust and hindquarters, with an excellent energy. Ocellus perked up as she felt other parts of her anatomy doing the same. She remembered when she and Silverstream went out for a girl's night. Silverstream had dragged her into a trivia game, an easy feat for Ocellus’s brain. She kept up Ocellus’ morale, kept cheering even when she got a question or two wrong. When they won, she hugged her so tight Ocellus thought she might pop! It was nice to have a friend like her. If Smolder had been there it would've been the perfect night. The changeling’s hand wandered down to her crotch, and brushed against her genital slit. Then she thought about Silverstream and Gallus. She didn't want to ruin what they had, but this would be okay, right? “They are constantly sneaking off to do it, they should be great at this,” She murmured to herself. She looked around, “Then again, maybe that's why I can't find someone.” As she became aroused, Ocellus felt her genital slit opening. She glanced down, and a tannish member emerged. “Oh fudge…” She murmured. She was tempted to revert herself back to female parts, but with how nervous she felt, her powers were not acting right. Flexing her muscles, and her magic, she groaned in annoyance. It only made her changeling penis emerge faster. “Oh for Pete's sake.” Gallus's roguish build entered her mind. He didn't have great upper body strength, but Ocellus didn't prefer that; she liked a being who was big enough to hold their own, but slender enough to get out of a fight. And with his skills… woof. She remembered him helping with a purchase, making sure the shopkeep wasn't cheating her. Her hand slid around her member as she remembered his words. ‘Twenty bits for a salami? I wouldn't spend five on this!’ She smiled, his confidence and dry wit running circles around the shopkeep just as she was currently rubbing circles around her cock. Ocellus looked down. Her hand fully engulfed her dick. She couldn’t stand it anymore. She grabbed her cock and began to masturbate. “Gallus…” She moaned. She leaned against one of the oak walls, and little drips of precum hit her feet. Her ears twitched. Her head shot up. Her hand froze. She checked the labels of the room nearby. “Oh what the hay..?” “Teacher’s Lounge” was written on a sign post at the corner of the corridor. “Maybe some coffee will take some of the nerves off,” she mumbled. She walked toward it, trying not to leave a trail of precum. She went around the corner, and pushed the door open. Her ears twitched again. Her eyes narrowed. The lounge was a small affair; there were several in the building. This one had a kitchen area, a fridge, and mainly a place to sit and relax. Ocellus’ ears twitched again. Still holding her member she stepped around the island separating the kitchen from the chairs and couches. Ocellus blinked, and her ears twitched. There sat Gallus in one of the lounge bean bag chairs with his talons around his member. His naked blue body was the best thing in the world next to Smolder in her eyes. He held his long gryphon-y member and was groaning gently. Well that explains that… Ocellus thought to herself. She cleared her throat. He sat up at her entrance. He tried to cover himself with both hands, and tried to stand up. “I– uh…! Sorry, I didn't–Whoa!” The cool and suave gryphon fell flat on his face. Ocellus stepped over and crouched to help him up, “Sorry, Gallus!” Gallus rolled over and took her hand, while covering his dick with his other. “Thanks,” He said, “You got a camera? It’ll last longer.” Ocellus giggled, putting a hand to her mouth and blushing. “Sorry, sorry!” Gallus smiled a little, and blushed himself. He held a hand over his crotch, and coughed, “Uh, sorry you caught me…” Ocellus smiled sheepishly. “I mean… isn't that what the girls proposed?” “Old habits, sorry.” Gallus grinned. “You found anyone else?” “No, you’re the first,” She said. She tried to avoid looking at his arms, and tilted her head up. Her hands were still over her crotch. “You?” “Same. I figured…” He trailed off, and grunted. Ocellus looked back down to see him wipe one hand on his coat. “I dunno.” He grinned sheepishly, “Little overwhelming when your girlfriend tells ya to go start finding someone to bang. Ocellus grunted and winced. Then she nodded downward, and moved her hands away from her crotch. “Tell me about it.” Gallus’ eyes went to her tits, hesitated, then moved down. He blinked, and stared. “You got a big dick, dude.” Ocellus burst out laughing. She stepped past him, brushing against his shoulder, and went to sit on one of the bean bags. “Thanks. y-yours too.” Gallus went to sit on his bean bag. “Sorry again, you caught me at a bad time.” “You caught me!” Ocellus said lightly, “Here I was figuring I’d just get myself over with out in the hallway! I thought you and the others would…” “Probably find some kinky threesome? Yeah…” Gallus chuckled. They laughed, and avoided eye contact. Ocellus shifted her bean bag closer to him. She tried not to look at Gallus’ frame. He was tall, not as tall as Silverstream but taller than half the group. His lanky form reminded her of the queen, both hers and the equestrian one. In a good way. “Still pretty dang hot in here,” he said eventually. “Yeah.” Ocellus saw his leg out of the corner of her eye. Damn he’s got great thighs. Would… uh… bangin’ make it hotter?” Gallus looked back at her and her heart fluttered. “Couldn't hurt.” She felt his eyes on her tits again, but then they went lower. And stayed lower this time. “Well… do we wanna start? I mean, I don't want to cheat on…” “They're the ones who said it wasn't cheating,” Gallus said, then rolled his eyes, “The things we do for our ladies, right?” Ocellus giggled again. Tension seemed to flood from her body. “Yeah…” Gallus stood up and stretched. He looked down at her. His beak twitched, “Uh… not to gross you out or anything, but when I grabbed your hand, I may or may not have been using it for something else.” Ocellus looked at her hand, and sniffed it. She got the unmistakable scent of gryphon precum. Immediately, her boner turned into a steel rod. It practically rocketed to attention, and pointed right at Gallus. She groaned, and winced. “Tartarus, you’re ready to go,” Gallus murmured. He went to his knees in front of her. His eyes shifted up, half lidded. Ocellus made a small squeak. He crouched down and hovered over her pelvis. Suddenly, Ocellus leaned forward and kissed his beak. Their different faces should have made it difficult, but like any kiss, somehow it just worked. Gallus’ eyes widened. Ocellus blushed, “I… hope I didn’t cross any boundary…” “Nope.” The corner of Gallus’ mouth curled up and he bent down low. He looked at her cock, then leaned forward. “G-Gallus?!” His mouth closed around her cock. For a beak it was surprisingly dexterous. He wrapped his tongue around her head, and closed his yellowish beak around it. He made an odd “mm!” sound. “Oh, by her highness…!” Ocellus groaned. The warmth of his breath and tongue was indescribable, and she put her hands around his head. Ocellus she grunted, and hunched forward, pulling him deeper onto her cock. It filled his beak with meat, and immediately they brushed the back of his throat. Gallus’s face narrowed. He began to move up and down on her, hitting the back of his throat again and again, each time going further. “Yeah, Gallus… oh, gosh…” Within minutes, they hit a barrier of some kind. Not a physical wall in his body, just a tightness that rivaled Smolder's depths. Gallus tried to pull off, but Ocellus pulled him forward in frustration and they kept at it. He rolled his eyes, and gave in. She felt the barrier give way. Gallus moaned again. She tilted her head and saw one of his hands down by his side, and grab his cock. She could see him furiously working at it again. Ocellus grinned, and leaned back. Her mushroom head was swallowed up by the barrier, and she wrapped her legs around his head. “Gallus!” She called out. She leaned back and arched her back. As she thrust into his throat she felt an inexplicable sensation. She narrowed her gaze, and pulled his head forward again. Gallus grunted. He swallowed and the muscles gripped the end of her cock. The barrier seemed to disappear. Her eyes widened. Ocellus suddenly screamed. She didn't have much restraint, and had been worked up so much already. A blast of white cum went down Gallus’ throat. He flinched back and the next few shots entered his beak. She pulled him close again and he cried, “Fmgph!” As if trying to swear. At the same instant, there was a huge shudder through the bean bag and Ocellus felt splatters of liquid against her thighs. Gallus pulled off her cock and his face was coated in another handful of goop. As he hit the ground, he gave a yelp. His other hand was wrapped around his dick, and squirted cum in all directions. Ocellus aimed her cock, trying to keep it under control. Goop splattered across the floor. She leaned back. She panted, “Gallus!” The gryphon was lying on the floor. He groaned, continuing to jerk himself off. “What was that?” He gasped, coughing and choking around her seed. Globs of the stuff were lying on the floor, and poured from his mouth. The last of his poured to the ground. “Jeez, that felt so weird! And I’ve never done that, so maybe–” Ocellus’ head shot straight up. The magic! “I…” She blinked, her orgasm-addled mind working rapidly, “Changeling precum can modify a partner for compatibility!” She said quickly, “I completely forgot I'm sorry please don't hate me I–” He rubbed his neck, and stuck out his long tongue. Gallus shook his head, “Dang, you girls are freaky. So compatibility. What, I can deepthroat dicks now?” Ocellus blinked. Even she forgot how quick he could be. She gave a cautious smile, “Uh…yeah?” He sighed, and shrugged. “Well, what can you do?” he wiped some of the goop off his feathers, and with a distasteful expression, licked it off his talon. His eyes widened. “Holy shit… that stuff tastes good!” “Uh… Changeling… um… goop does tend to taste different.” She squirmed, expecting a threat at any moment now. Gallus looked at her, and tilted his head. “Hey,” said gently, and scooched closer, “It’s okay, just a mishap!” She shrugged, and tried to smile. “Okay…” “Right?” She nodded more vigorously. Satisfied, Gallus grinned sheepishly, “How about you taste mine?” “Sure.” Ocellus didn’t know these complex feelings going through her. He wasn’t angry? Hurriedly, she forced some of her magic energy into use. Her exhausted cock was replaced by a very different organ. Gallus watched her cock fold down. It shrank back to a small nub, and her body seemed to open an iris below it. A weeping pussy took its place. He looked down at his gryphon member distastefully. “Yeah, give me a sec, littler me tends to…take a while.” He trailed off as he felt his dick. “Did I scratch it?” Ocellus frowned, “lean back.” Gallus blinked, then sat down. Ocellus climbed off the bean bag, “Lie down I said!” He laughed, and laid flat on his back. Ocellus went on her knees, then rubbed at his lower legs with both hands. She moved higher. Her tits jiggled slightly. Her earlier spell was still intact. She slid upwards, feeling his thighs. He tried to sit up, and she pushed him down. Ocellus brought her boobs up, and positioned his weakened member between them. Taking a breath, she put her hands together. “Grr…” Gallus purred in pleasure. His cock was being squeezed between a pair of funbags he had admired but never felt worthy of. Why would someone as hot as her pick him? Within seconds, blood flowed to his member, and its exhausted nature was swapped with an iron rod ready to go. Ocellus looked down, blinking, at the blue/yellow member. Did it always go that fast? She looked up at his chest, lingered, then at his face. “Looks like it's back in action faster than you thought,” She said, trying to sound sexy. “Yeah…” He sat up slightly. “Weird.” He looked up at her. Then he grinned. Ocellus crawled up his body, brushing her lower body against his cock as she climbed to reach the mountaintop. His member dragged along her leg. For a moment, she expected him to go right at it.He took her hands gently, and brought her closer. They kissed. Ocellus felt fireworks going off in her head. His gentle grip clashed with her more clumsy one. She let her weight rest on him. His tongue slid into her mouth. Her eyes popped open, and she tried to look down. She felt her tongue slide past his. She licked at his teeth, concealed in his beak. His own tongue danced around hers. She pushed his tongue back, trying to resist, but his oral skill was fantastic. No wonder Silverstream loves him! He put his tongue between her lower lips and teeth, and she took the chance to dive further into his beak. Trivia about gryphon biology struck her horny mind. She could barely think beyond her lust and yet this info penetrated. His teeth were hidden, not quite retractable but to the layman, gryphons were toothless. Having studied, and even transformed into one, she knew they were recessed and would only come out on certain occasions. His hands squeezed her breasts. She moaned into his mouth. He grunted back. One hand left her breasts and felt her sides. She gave a small drawn out squeal as he felt her sides, her waist, her hips. She felt his muscles, ran her hands along the arms holding her up. She straddled him, putting her legs on either side of his hips, given their height differences. His legs kicked slightly, like they were searching for something from a taller partner. Then one hand left her. She shook her pelvis slightly. Their lips had not broken yet. She squeezed her eyes shut, as his blueish member was maneuvered into position. She felt it brush her clit, teasing her entrance. Come on! Tease! She didn’t know where that thought had even come from! She squirmed, but couldn't get her tongue free to demand he shove it in. She wanted it now! But he still wouldn’t go. He played around her passage, bumping his cock against sensitive areas. His hand went up to grab her free one, and restrain it. He wrapped his tongue around hers. Ocellus tried to lean back slightly and felt his other claw gripping her. She was stuck on him. Oh goddesses and those in universes yet discovered…! She felt a waterfall in her vagina. Then he coolly slid his cock to her entrance. Slick with both of their juices, and with her vag wet as a waterslide, he gently pushed it in. It was like a megaspell. They both cried out. Electric flares flew in all directions in their nerves. Their bodies were joined together and neither could control themselves. Gallus pushed his member into her, forcing her passageway larger and larger. Ocellus moaned and shrieked into his mouth. She had never been penetrated before, had never even done it with toys. Gallus held her steady, pulling her closer to his body. Her boobs squished against his hardened chest, and she moved an arm under him. Goddess, give me strength… She raised her pelvis up and brought it down. That brought immediate results. Gallus groaned, and lost his hold on her tongue. Ocellus tossed her head back; the changeling version of sweat went flying off her body. She brought herself down with gusto, and like a pile driver. Her vag swallowed up Gallus’ cock with ease, and with supreme tightness. He groaned under her and began to work in time with her. Their groans filled the room. Their bodies worked in perfect harmony as they squished and adapted to one another. There was a renewed bout of shouting as Ocellus finally got her lover hilted into her. Ocellus groaned, feeling even her deepest depths teased by his unique gryphon cock, and squealed. “Oh my… oh…” Gallus gave the incomprehensible groan of an animal or a very large cat, and shoved back up into her. A strange feeling overtook Ocellus. She had never done this kind of sex before. Always she was the one penetrating. Was this molding her vagina to his cock? Would she be able to find another partner, or was–? Ocellus coughed and gasped. She watched the gryphon above her, He threw his head back again and little beads of sweat dribbled against the floor. He's so hot… She thought. Even as she rode him, a doubt crept into her mind. She focused on her magic. Her whole body tingled with more than just sex. Sparks of green fire flashed around her. “Wouldn't you prefer another gryphon?” She gasped. Gallus stopped for a moment. “Wouldn't I sleep with one of them and not you?” He grunted. “Come on, Celly.” With renewed vigor he pushed up. Ocellus’ sex-addled mind buried that fear into her head. Here she was, having sex with the hottest guy she knew. What did anything matter? Her summoned magic dissipated. Yet as Gallus squeezed her boobs, there was an odd sensation. “H-Hey ‘cell, did you gain weight or something?” “No…no! Why?” She moaned back. “No reason!” He groaned. He came. Ocellus felt a monumental explosion, and then oscillation. She screamed out as what felt like a double orgasm hit her, electric impulses flooding through her lower body. Gallus continued thrusting upward and splash upon splash of cum fed into her womb. She felt it squirting again, again, and again. It was indescribable, like drinking water but an overwhelming sensation that she was personally squeezing every drop. His dick exploded into her, a fusillade of cum that threatened to overwhelm them both. He humped faster and faster. Ocellus pushed back with all her might. Gryphon baby batter filled up her insides. White hot magma poured into her, a roiling cauldron of cream and muck. Finally, the orgasms and juices came to an end. Gallus released her, and let Ocellus collapse on the ground next to him. Cum, saliva, and other juices poured off or out of them, and the pair laid there like they were the dead. They panted for air. Ocellus looked at his eyes. She loved Smolder so much… yet this gryphon was a close second. His eyes drew into focus, and he blinked slowly. “So, any…” He wheezed, “Any bets on who you got next?” Ocelus shook her head. As she did, she felt an odd jiggle in her chest. She looked down. Her boobs felt… weightier almost. Gallus lifted his head slightly. “Hey, can Changelings and Gryphons…?” Ocellus looked at him. She frowned. Then she laughed breathlessly, “No, of course not!”
