Heat Amongst Winter

All 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!”