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EXPLICIT - Pineapples for Breakfast

Mar 21st, 2020
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  1. With a small, content sigh and a flop onto her bed, a female bear with a rather indicative skeleton-esque set of markings lays on her back. As nude as the day she was born, and with a rather fake-looking member between her legs, her legs dangle off the side of the bed. Moments earlier, she had just gotten out of the shower with a dear friend, now known to her as her boyfriend… She smiles and shakes her head at the thought of that. Her, with a boyfriend - that’s a phrase that she’d never thought to say aloud, much less in her own mind.
  2. “Piney, you gonna be alright out there?” She lifts her head and calls out towards her door, the member between her legs still standing tall… For a moment, she lets her mind wander back to what had happened moments prior in her shower stall - she and her friend had the most fun as they’ve had in a while, as well as having an intensely filling experience. Her cheeks darken at the feeling of the results of their antics - her tum being distended with searing hot, rather tingly seed.
  3. “Yeah, I’m alright. U-Uh… you mind if I come in?” A voice, this one coming from a male, echoes back through the door towards the bear. The bear simply smiles, chuckles to herself, and heaves herself up from her soft seat onto her feet.
  4. “Noooope! I’m still changing in here, and I wanna surprise you! You just wait out there until I say you can come in!” And like that, the bear starts to make her way towards another set of doors near the corner of the room, these ones hooked onto a rail that keeps them nice and neat when folded open.
  5. “Oooh, fine… just hurry up, would you, please? I wanna get to Crepe Suzette’s before the big breakfast rush!”
  6. “Piney, if you keep acting like that, I’m gonna have you go sit in the living room with nothing but your cock in the air! Now, have some patience while I pick something out!” The bear turns her head back towards the now-open door, and lets out a sigh… Now, what to pick… It was entirely too early in the day to dress up in something more formal, but she certainly didn’t want to seem too lazy… Then again, it was the weekend, so she could relax a little bit… She puts her hand to her chin in thought… A second later, she shrugs her shoulders.
  7. “Fuck it.” And like that, she reaches over towards the side of those open doors, grabs the small knob that was sticking out from the front, and pulls it towards herself, causing the doors to close on themselves. A second later, she makes her way towards the side of her bed, leans down towards the floor, and grabs a piece of fabric before straightening herself once more. The purple fabric in her hands rumples for a moment or two before flumping itself towards the floor.
  8. With another smile on her face, she bends down once again, pulls open that purple fabric, and sticks her foot through one of its holes. After her foot reaches through and touches the ground, she shifts her weight, and places her other foot through the accompanying hole before pulling that fabric up towards her waist, the elastic band in her hand keeping it placed right below her bloated gut.
  9. “There we are… Now… uh… shirt. Shirt shirt shirt.” And like that, the bear turns around towards the closet once more, opens it up, and reaches in with one of her free hands. With barely another sound, she pulls out a bundle of red cloth before unfolding it - a nice (somewhat ragged) t-shirt. With a bit of a grunt, she lifts it over her head, pulls it down over herself, and lets out a small sigh… While she’s at it, she might as well figure out which one of her toys to use today. After all, why not go for broke?
  10. With that thought in her mind, she turns off to her right towards a large black fabric-lined dresser next to her bed. Without another word, she grabs a small white cord from the front, twists it around a small post that was jutting out from the side, and quickly pulls it open to reveal what she had been wanting to see - a veritable treasure hoard of rubber phalluses in every size, shape, color, and firmness…
  11. “Let’s see… I could try… Tesla? No, no… maybe Johann? Eh… maybe...” With each of those names she spouts out, she pulls out a member from that dresser, and turns it over in her palms. Each one squishes and deforms in her hands before springing back to its normal semi-curved shapes. Though, different as they all may be, they all have one thing in common - the large bulb that was jutting out from behind the base of each of those rubber peens.
  12. “Ah, there we go… Yeah, today’s a Skoll kind of day.” And like that, the bear pulls out one more of those rubber peens from that dresser, this one being more canine-shaped and translucent than any of the others. Surprisingly, though, on the bulb at one end, a hole juts its way into its length, giving it the appearance of a long, dark stripe going through the green material.
  13. Without another word, the bear sets that member off onto her bed, and quickly pushes her pants down just enough to expose her crotch - as well as the red, semi-turgid member that was dangling itself near her knees. Without another word, she quietly grabs the base of that red member, and sits herself down onto her bed. With a sharp “pop!” sound and a gasp that escapes her throat, the bear quickly pulls out that red member before pushing that green peen in her off hand into her entrance, her face screwing itself up for a moment in pleasure.
  14. “Hnn… hah… hah… Okay… That… Yeah, there we go…” And like that, she shivers before lifting up her hips, grabbing the waistband of her pants, and pulling them up over her hips. With that done, and with some newfound color on her cheeks, she quickly stands herself up, and braces herself against the side of her bed. “G-Guh… forgot how big Skoll is… I-I’ll have to get used to it. Now, uh… Pine. Pine Pine Pine.” And with that, she starts towards her door.
  15. “There you are! Uh… you, um… You ready to go, or…?” The male voice from before speaks out, its owner now in view - a rather flustered-looking deer with a small bit of tape wound around one of his antlers. He quickly gives the bear a down-up look before speaking again. “I-I… uh… p-pajamas?”
  16. “You don’t mind me being comfortable, do you? Besides, I don’t think we should go all out for our first date, now, should we?” The bear leans in towards the deer, and plants a small peck onto his cheek before righting herself
  17. “N-No, no, it’s not that, uh…” And like that, the deer leans towards the bear, grabs the hem of her t-shirt, and pulls it down towards her waist. “Your, uh… Your stomach’s showing, Skil’.” At the deer’s words, the bear blinks, blushes a bit brighter, and keeps her hands on the edge of that fabric.
  18. “O-Oh, uh… sorry, Piney. Let’s get going, alright?” The deer presses a small smile onto his face to mask his nervousness before holding out his hand towards the bear. She smiles a smile of her own, grabs the deer’s hand, and starts to make her way towards the front door with the deer in hand. Before long, the bear reaches out to the wooden door leading outside, grabs the knob, and gives it a turn before opening it and gesturing for the deer to head on through. The deer smiles, walks through, and quickly makes his way down to the bottom of the stone steps that lead to the sidewalk before stopping at the bottom. Once there, he waits for the bear to make her way down before grabbing her hand once again, and starting to walk down the path.
  19. “You know, Skilly, I didn’t think that anything like this would ever happen, but, um…”
  20. “Buuut, you thought things over and decided we’re a thing?” The bear grins towards the deer for a moment or two before continuing alongside him, each step causing the fluid within her gut to slosh and press against her insides… More than once, she slows down, adjusts herself as discreetly as she can, and catches up with the deer a split second later.
  21. “U-Uh… yeah, yeah, um… you okay?” The deer looks to his right, the bear’s blushing face right there next to him. “You’re looking somewhat… uncomfortable?”
  22. “No! Noohhnnn… I-I’m fine! I’m fine, really!” The bear smiles as wide a smile as she can towards the deer, her emotions and perceptions riding higher and higher with each passing step - every half-sided glance and every little slosh inside her gut were sending her nerves on edge… And, oh, she was liking it. “Hnnn... Piney? You, uh… y-y-you don’t mind if we get in something quick when we get there, do you?”
  23. “Huh? You mean… wait- are you sure you’re okay?” The deer turns his head towards the bear for a moment or two, worry starting to form on his face. The bear reaches up towards her head, and grabs the tip of one of her curling horns, the feeling sending some semblance of comfort into her system.
  24. “Y-Yeah! Yeah… uh… just uh… I-I-I wanna spend a little more time with my Piney is all.” She lets out a small chuckle, a particularly quick step causing the fluid in her gut to slosh against a particularly sensitive bundle of nerves. “Nnn…” The bear bites her lip for a moment to keep any sort of moan in - after all, she didn’t want to make her new boyfriend worried, did she? Nevertheless, the two of them quickly make their way down the path, soon stopping in front of a rather sleek-looking building with a small sign hanging right above the door - the words “Crepe Suzette’s” glowing softly on the dark background.
  25. The deer quickly grabs the handle, opens the door, and gestures for the bear to make her way into the building. She does, and soon the deer follows suit before letting the door go. Immediately, a small sign on a metal pole in the middle of the lobby greets them, the words “Have a seat, we’ll be with you shortly.” in rather elegant-looking cursive pressed into the small metal sign.
  26. “Nnnh… w...where do you wanna sit, Pine?” The bear looks to the deer for a moment, her cheeks awash in a bright blush. The deer furrows his brows and quickly gives the area a once-over, his eyes soon landing on a small corner booth out of sight. Perfect for privacy, if nothing else.
  27. “See over there?” The deer points a finger towards that booth. “Let’s sit over there. I think it’s out of the way enough.” He smiles and softly grabs the bear’s hand before leading her over towards the corner booth. Once they get there, the two of them take a seat, the bear letting out an audible moan once her rump hits the padded vinyl under her. At once, the deer’s brows furrow once again.
  28. “Are you sure you’re okay, Skilly? You’ve been acting kinda strange since we left, you know…”
  29. “P-Pine, I need you to fuck me.” The deer’s eyes widen at that point, a quick blush blazing itself across his cheeks.
  30. “I-I-I’m sorry, what-”
  31. “P-Pineapple, I need your gods damned log of a cock in me right now. I-I’ve been on the edge all morning and i-it’sssssssnnnh…” The bear quickly covers her jaw with her hand, and looks towards the wall, her face positively glowing with her arousal. The deer simply sits in his seat, his mouth agape in shock, arousal, and a bit of disbelief.
  32. “I… y-you… what-”
  33. “I-I-I want you to take me right here, Pineapple, oh my gods, please…” Just then, though, a rather petite-looking dragon girl wearing an apron with a small patch on the hem makes her way towards the table, a small pad of paper in hand.
  34. “Goooooood morning! I’m sorry for the wait! My name is Pepper, and I’ll be taking your order! What can I get you two to drink?” The dragon girl smiles and looks towards the deer.
  35. “U-Um… w-w-water’s fine. T-Two waters, actually.” He smiles for a moment before looking to the bear across from him, her face positively beet-red.
  36. “C-C-Coffee, please. W-W-With as much s-s-sugar and c...c-c-cream as you can get, please.” The bear rubs one of her horn tips, the throbbing within her loins causing her to squirm and shiver in her seat. The dragon girl smiles, quickly scribbles something down onto her pad of paper, and nods.
  37. “I’ll be right back, then! You two sit tight!” And like that, the dragon girl quickly makes her leave towards the other side of the room. In the meantime, the bear has pressed a palm between her legs, and has been rubbing herself as discreetly as she can manage. The deer blushes for a moment or two before putting a palm of his own onto the back of his neck, his nervousness starting to get the best of him. At the same time, he uses his wrist to rub the now-turgid member between his thighs...
  38. “S-Skilly, are you sure you want this…?”
  39. “P-P-Pineapple, I swear to every single deity that m-m-might or might not exist, you’re gonna fuck me s-s-senseless by the end of the day or I-I-I’m gonna have to fix this myself.” The bear speaks through her gritted teeth, the blush on her face getting more and more purple by the second.
  40. “I-I-I know, I know, but… h-here?” The deer leans in towards the bear for a moment or two, his length starting to bead up with his own clear pre-cum. He was starting to get on edge himself… Just then, though, the dragon girl from earlier walks back towards the booth, a small platter in hand with a pair of glasses resting on top alongside a ceramic mug.
  41. “Alright, so… Water for you…” She places those two glasses of water in front of the deer. “And coffee for you…” And the ceramic cup is placed in front of the bear at that point. The dragon girl quickly reaches into her apron pocket, and pulls out a mass of paper and plastic-wrapped fluid before setting it down in front of the bear. “I’ll be honest, I just got a handful of creamer and sugar. If you need more, you let me know, alright?” And like that, the dragon girl smiles before pulling out her pad of paper once again.
  42. “T-Thank you, miss.” The deer gives the dragon girl a small smile before turning back to the bear, the blush on his face still going strong and the stiffness in his pants starting to tent itself up through his clothes. The bear, on the other hand, was busy with trying to dump packet after packet of sugar and cup after cup of creamer into her coffee.
  43. “Sure thing! Now, what would you two like to eat this morning?” The dragon girl smiles for a moment more before pressing the tip of her pen against the top of her pad of paper. The deer opens his mouth to speak, but is quickly put to rest by the bear’s sudden words.
  44. “F-Four eh… e-e-eggs in an omelet, please, w-w-with ham, spinach, extra cheese, and a double order of hashbrowns, please.” The dragon girl quickly scribbles everything down as best as she can into her booklet before turning towards the deer.
  45. “And for you?”
  46. “U-Um… I-I-I’ll have an omelette and a stack of strawberry crepes, please.” The deer smiles, and looks to the dragon girl for the time being, his eyes shifting back towards the bear every so often… He could feel her eyes on him, sizing every single bit of his figure up in her mind.
  47. “Allllright! I’ll get your food out as soon as I can, you two just sit tight, ‘mkay?” And like that, the dragon girl stuffs her pad of paper back into her apron, and twirls in her spot before taking a step… She stops, however, and turns towards the bear. “Oh, um… miss? I was wondering something! Do you, um… mind if I ask how far along you are?” The bear turns towards the dragon for a moment or two, a brow raised at the sound of her words.
  48. “B-Beg pardon?” At that, the dragon quietly points towards the bear’s gut.
  49. “Well, uh… I couldn’t help but notice, but, uh… I was wondering how far along you are! You are pregnant, right?” The dragon girl gives the bear a small smile at that point. The bear, however, simply sits there for a moment, her eyes wide.
  50. “U-Um… uh… n-not very far along, y-y-you know?” She lets out a small chuckle at that point before slowly putting her palm to her swollen gut, the fluid that was sloshing inside causing her nerves to twitch and shiver. “I’mmmm… H-Hehe… Um… o-o-only a few months along. N-Nothing bad so far!” At that point, the dragon quietly places a palm to the bear’s shoulder.
  51. “Oh, honey, don’t you worry - it’s gonna be easy once you get in a routine! Though, I’d suggest getting some maternity clothes when you get the chance, you know?” She smiles a moment longer before leaning towards the bear’s ear. “It’s no surprise you’re gonna get bigger, so you might as well be proactive, okay? My sister has a few kids, and she ended up having to get some extra sets after a few months in.”
  52. “R-R-Really? That’s… i-i-interesting.” At that point, the bear gives a blush-infused glare towards the deer, who quickly averts his gaze and blushes just as brightly, if not more than her. The dragon quickly stands up straight once more, and smiles.
  53. “Yup! Anyway, I’ll be back soon, you two just sit tight, and I’ll have your food out as soon as I can!” And like that, the dragon smiles towards the deer and the bear, and starts to make her way towards the kitchen once again. The bear quickly places her hands on the table, a pair of her fingers coated in clear self-made lube. The deer blinks, and quickly turns his eyes to those two fingers, his mouth a bit agape.
  54. “P-Pineapple, I have two tests for you to help me with, do you feel up to it?” The bear quickly uses her other hand to press against the back of her neck, her blush glowing on her cheeks the entire time.
  55. “I-I, uh-”
  56. “W-We’re both going to be test subjects, and you know it, so j-j-just say ‘yes’, pleaseeee…” And like that, she quickly brings her hand up to her mouth before letting out a sigh of need into her palm. After a second or two, she pulls it away before squirming in her seat. “F-F-First test is gonna be an output test. C-Cum as hard as you can, and cum as much as you can for a round, and we’ll s-s-s… ssssseeeeeh…” She places her hand against her face once more for a second or two to catch her breath. “S...See how much you can put out, yeah?” The deer quickly gives the bear a nod.
  57. “U-Um… r-r-right, right.”
  58. “The n-next test is gonna be for me. I-I-I wanna see how much I can stuff inside me before I end up bottoming out. See if I can work on i-i-it.” And like that, the bear’s mouth curls into a grin, her cheeks awash in a light purple blush. “W-What do you say, Piney?” The deer, on the other hand, is squirming in his seat with one of his palms pressing against his shaft through his pants.
  59. “W...W-Well… Um… I-I-I dunno…”
  60. “I-I-I’ll take you to that nice bakery for dessert tonight. P-Please? F-For your little teddy bear?” The bear quietly puts one of her palms back onto her neck before trailing it up to one of her horn tips. “Pr...Pretty please?”
  61. “Y...Yeah, okay.” The deer sits there for a moment or two before pressing his palms to the edge of the table in front of him. The bear quickly smiles, and stands up from her seat - a rather large wet spot starting to form on the seat of her pants. She was so pent up, that it wasn’t even funny at this point.
  62. “Great! Wait a minute, and meet me in the L-Ladies room.” And like that, the bear gives the deer a quick wink before quickly darting off towards one of the corners of that restaurant. The deer simply stays in his seat for a moment or two longer before the dragon quickly makes her way over towards the table.
  63. “Your food shouldn’t be taking too much longer, sir. Can I get you anything while you wait?” She smiles for a moment before the deer returns with a grin of his own.
  64. “O-O-Oh, um… I’ll be alright. Um… uh… maybe a new bottle of ketchup or something like that? E-E-Ehehehe…” He lets out a small nervous chuckle at that point before turning towards the small condiment caddy off to his left - the various bits of salt, pepper, and the various condiments all waiting there, including a nearly full bottle of ketchup. “Oop-, uh… ehehe… a-a-another glass of water, then.”
  65. “Uh… right. I’ll be back with that in a bit, then.” The dragon raises a brow for a moment or two before quietly heading off towards the kitchen once again. Almost as soon as she leaves, the deer gets up from his seat, and starts towards the bathrooms in one of the far corners. He quickly stuffs his hands into his pockets along the way, though, just to make sure that his member wasn’t making too much of a presence on his way there.
  66. After quickly making his way into the small alcove that led to the restrooms, a quick glance causes him to go towards his right - the door in that direction having a very basic stick-figure of a person in a dress. The women’s restroom. With a bit of trepidation, he slowly opens the door, and peers his head inside. Almost immediately, the sight of the far stall door being slightly ajar with a pair of panties hanging from the latch meets his eyes, causing him to step in without another word. After closing the door as softly as he could, he makes his way over to that stall, peers inside, and spots the bear sitting on the porcelain throne in the corner, her pants down around her ankles and her green rubber member in hand.
  67. “C’mon… c’mon… Pine, where the hell are yo-” She quickly turns her head to her left, the sight of the deer’s antlers poking their way through the gap in the door causing the corners of her mouth to curl up into an eager grin. “There you are…” She keeps that smile on her face, and quickly stands up from her spot before turning towards the tiled wall, her palms pressing against the cold linoleum and her head turned towards the deer.
  68. “S-Skilly? Um…”
  69. “Pineapple, come on in, latch the door, and don’t make a sound, do you hear me?” She smiles once more before the deer nods, makes his way into that stall, and latches it with a sharp “ker-chk” sound before turning himself towards the bear, his member tenting itself against his pants once again. “Gooood… now, fill me up, big boy.” And with that, the bear tugs on her rubber member, and pulls it free with a quick “POP!” sound, and the sound of fluid dribbling against the floor under them both… The deer quickly looks down towards the floor, and spots a puddle of white - his own cum from before.
  70. “H...hehe… P-P-Part of the Capacity test, n-n-now fuck my ass like it’s gonna save your life, Pine.”
  71. At the sound of the bear’s words, the deer nods, and quickly closes the distance between the two of them, his thumbs looped around his waistband. A quick push-down of that fabric causes his member to spring itself forth from its cloth prison, the tip dripping with clear fluid and running down the underside of his length. After quietly lining himself up against the bear’s entrance and shivering from the warmth she was giving off, the deer smiles before pressing himself into the bear’s folds.
  72. “Hnnnn…!!!” The bear tenses up for a moment or two at the deer’s sudden entrance, and lets out a content sigh… She needed this since last night, after all. The deer lets out a small sigh of his own, his length twitching and shivering within the bear’s folds. After a moment or two of keeping himself there, he quietly pulls himself out until only the tip was the only thing left within the bear’s entrance. “P...P-Pine, fill me up, please?”
  73. The deer smiles for a moment, leans over, and wraps his arms around the bear’s waist before pressing himself in once again, this time causing himself to nearly meet the bear’s crotch with his own - an inch or two of peen keeping them from meeting. At once, the bear tenses up around the deer’s member, and clamps her walls around that throbbing length. “Nnnh~! Hah… Hah… Th… That’s one. K-Keep going.” The bear smiles for a moment or two before turning her head back towards the wall - she could let the deer have some fun for the time being, couldn’t she?
  74. Nevertheless, the deer smiles, and pulls himself out until only a few inches of himself are left inside the bear’s folds… And like that, he starts to pump his hips, each press forward causing his length to disappear into the bear’s entrance. In and out, in and out, over and over again, sometimes fast, and sometimes slow… Each time, though, the bear lets out a shiver from each slide inward - She was enjoying herself, to be sure.
  75. “Hah… hah… hah… hn… guh… fff… fuck… fuck, Pine…” The bear smiles for a moment or two before clamping down onto the deer’s length once again, the deer pausing for a moment to let the bear’s orgasm die down… The entire time, a smile is plastered onto the deer’s face. Suddenly, though, he leans forward, sweat starting to drip from his brow.
  76. “S...S-Skilly… g...g-g-getting close here…”
  77. “Hnn… hah… C...Cum inside… p-p-please…” The bear’s eyes cross for a moment from the sheer pleasure before the deer quickly presses every single inch that he can into the bear’s crotch. Almost immediately, the deer’s eyes roll back before a torrent of his own searing hot seed to rush out of his member and into the bear’s folds.
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  79. Glorp… Glorp… Glorp…
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  81. “Uhhhgn…” The deer lets out a shivering moan into the bear’s ear at that point, each pulse of his throbbing member sending another jet of his potent seed into the bear’s gut. The bear, though, was struggling to keep herself standing at that point. Her knees were shaking and shivering from the sheer amount of pleasure she was feeling, as well as the fatigue she was dealing with… In no time, the deer lets out a small sigh before pulling himself free from the bear’s walls. Almost immediately, his seed starts to gush its way out from the bear’s folds.
  82. “N-Nhh… H-hang on…” And like that, the bear reaches over towards the green translucent member off to her right, and quickly jams the bulb back into her snatch. Immediately, the dribbling stops itself. “Th… There we go…” And like that, the bear stands up from her spot against the wall. An audible sloshing sound echoes against the tiled walls before the bear turns around.
  83. “I… W...W-Woah…” The deer’s eyes widen for a moment or two at the sight of the bear’s gut, now distended and bloated with the sheer volume of his seed. The bear smiles for a moment or two before leaning back against the wall, a sigh escaping her lips. A moment later, she quietly reaches for the hem of her shirt to pull it over her distended gut - a grunt or two later revealing that the most it will go down is just over the top of her now-stuffed tum.
  84. “Y-Yeah… I-I-I’d say that it’s a good… g-g-gallon? Gallon and a half? S-S-Somewhere around there. You certainly don’t disappoint, Piney.” She smiles once more, leans back up from her spot against the wall, and quietly places a kiss onto the deer’s nose before heading towards the door to that stall - making sure to grab her panties from the small railing on the way. After quickly unlocking the door, she turns her head to the deer. “W-Wait a little bit before coming out, t-t-that way, no one will be suspicious.”
  85. “G-Gotcha, um…” The deer rubs the back of his neck at that point, his blush growing brighter by the second.
  86. “Hm? Something on your mind? Penny for your t-t-thoughts?” The bear looks towards the deer for a moment or two - a brow cocked in confusion.
  87. “U-Um… r-r-round two? A-After we eat, I mean.” The corners of the deer’s mouth turn upwards into a small smile, of which the bear returns.
  88. “Hehe… w...we’ll see, okay?” And like that, the bear pulls the door open, and heads out from the bathroom with a dull “THUD-thud” from the outside door… The deer quietly lets out a sigh before making his way over towards the toilet paper dispenser near the toilet - a wad of paper soon finding its way into his hand. At once, he gets to cleaning himself up and cleaning things up around him as best he can.
  89. Once he’s all done, he quickly washes his hands and makes his way out towards his table, the bear waiting patiently for him. He quietly sits down right as the dragon girl comes back with a large platter of food in hand.
  90. “And here we go… Omelet for you, mi-... miss.” The dragon stops herself for a moment at the sight of the bear leaning back in her seat - her shirt pulled down enough so that only her breasts were covered. Nevertheless, the dragon smiles for a moment, and places a plate in front of the bear, her meal steaming hot and rather delicious-looking. “And for the gentleman over here…” She places a few plates filled to the brim with food in front of the deer at that point, a hint of a blush starting to form on her face.
  91. “T-Thank you, miss.” The deer gives the dragon a small smile at that point before picking up his knife and fork from their napkin-cocoon. The dragon gives a small smile and a bit of a grunt at the deer’s words.
  92. “Of course, of course. Now, you two let me know if you need, ah… anything else?” The dragon smiles once more, tucks her platter under one of her arms, and gives a sidelong glance towards the deer for a moment or two. The deer nods for a moment before the dragon turns her gaze towards the bear - a quick down-up look telling her everything that she needed to hear. The bear, on the other hand, was shoveling food into her face as politely as possible, but stops to give the dragon a small nod before turning back to her meal.
  93. At that point, the dragon quickly makes her leave, making sure to tear off a slip of paper from her notebook, and placing it on the table before heading out. With that, the deer and the bear quietly get to eating their food, small bits and morsels of food disappearing down their gullets. In no time, though, their plates and platters are cleared, and their cups are drained of their contents. The bear ends up sitting back in her seat, and lets out a sigh.
  94. “Hah… there we go… You get enough to eat, Piney?” She smiles for a moment before looking across the table to the deer. He was busy wiping his face with his napkin when the bear speaks, and quickly sets it down when she starts.
  95. “O-Oh, uh… yeah, yeah, I did. It was actually really good, you know?” He smiles at that point, his hands in his lap.
  96. “Good… How about we get out of here, and we can go have ourselves a little fun, yeah?” The corners of the bear’s mouth turn up in a grin before sticking her hand into her pocket, and pulling out a small wallet. With the distinct RRRRIP of velcro tearing itself apart, she reaches in, and pulls out a single bill before placing it on the table. With that, both the deer and the bear stand up from their seats, shimmy out from on top of the vinyl cushions, and start to head towards the door. The entire time, the bear is keeping her hands around the hem of her shirt, and tries her best to keep her gut covered…
  97. The deer simply walks behind her, with one of his hands pressed against the small of her back. After quickly making their way out, the two of them take themselves down the path once again, the feeling of concrete pushing back under their feet and a soft smile on both of their faces.
  98.  
  99.  
  100. Pap… pap… pap… pap…
  101.  
  102. The sound of flesh on flesh meets the air as the deer stuffs himself into the bear’s folds once more. The two of them had ducked into a nearby alley a moment or two before, and were busy with keeping themselves quiet as they can while trying to get as much relief as possible. The bear in particular was busy with keeping herself propped up against a brick wall while trying to control her senses… After all, she was getting pounded back there!
  103. “Hnn… Skilly… Skilly… sssss… so good…” The deer tenses up for a moment or two before pressing his length as far into the bear’s folds as he possibly can, his member twitching and spasming with every single bit of warmth he feels. In time, though, he pulls his member out before getting back to pumping himself faster and faster into the bear’s entrance. The bear, meanwhile, was standing there, bent over with her palm pressed over her mouth.
  104. “Mmph… mm… ffah… mmph… mm…” Over and over, with each inch of that deer’s girth spreading her open like a flower… She felt like she could lose her mind right then and there, and she’d probably think it would be worth it! She closes her eyes, and does her best to concentrate on the feeling of the deer stuffing himself as much as he can into her… There we go… almost there…
  105. As if on cue, the deer slams his length into the bear’s rear end, his rod twitching and spasming with need while spewing out globs upon globs of seed! The deer tilts his head back at that point, and lets out a small moan into the air…
  106. “Ahn…!! Hnn… G...Gah…!”
  107. “P...Pineapple?” And like that, the bear’s eyes open at the sound of a new voice echoing its way out from the alley’s entrance. The deer shivers for a moment, and shakily turns his head towards his right - his view of the street becoming blocked by the sight of a shock of blond hair with a bolt of purple woven into those locks. “Oh my God, Pineapple!” And like that, a rather nicely-built otter starts to make his way down the alley.
  108. “Hnn… Hnn… R...Rozzh…?” The deer slurs his words, his mind addled by the sheer amount of pleasure he was feeling.
  109. “Woooah… Pine, what are you doing down here? And, uh… who is…?” The otter points a finger towards the bent over bear, her gut now ballooned outward from the sheer amount of fluid within her gut.
  110. “Hah… hah… Hah… Hnn… Hh… hello… I-I’m Skilly.” The bear shakily turns herself around, her face awash in a purple blush. Her gut sags below her hips at that point, the amount of fluid sloshing around in her guts being downright audible by now. The otter raises a brow at the sight of the bear, confusion in his eyes.
  111. “Uh… hi, yeah. Um… When were you going to tell me you had a girlfriend?” The otter puts his hands to his hips, his head cocked to the side in confusion. “I mean… nothing wrong with that, but I thought we would tell each other when things were gonna happen, ya’ know?” At that point, the otter turns his mouth upward in a grin. He soon turns his head towards the bear. “Uh… you are his girlfriend, right? I’m not wrong in assuming?”
  112. “U-Uh… yyyyes! I am! Ehehe…” The bear smiles and reaches up to rub the tip of one of her curling horns, her folds dripping with pearly white fluid. Without another word, the bear reaches a hand between her legs, and slowly slides her toy back into herself, the small “slll-pop!” sound and her immediate reaction afterward telling volumes.
  113. “Uh… nice to meet you then. Name’s Rozz. Pine and I go way back - isn’t that right, Piney?” And like that, the otter turns towards the deer, who’s member was currently standing tall and dribbling pearly cum out from its tip onto the ground.
  114. “U-Uh… Yeah! We, uh… we used to go way back- why are you here?” And like that, the deer’s brows furrow in confusion and embarrassment. The otter simply smiles for a moment before speaking.
  115. “Well, I thought I heard someone grunting like a wild animal back here, and uh… well, can you blame me if I said it sounded familiar? Heh…” Almost immediately, the deer’s cheeks glow with a bright red blush. “Besides, when were you gonna tell me you had a girlfriend? A pregnant girlfriend at that!” And with that, the otter places his palms to his hips once again. “What am I gonna do with you, Piney?” The entire time, a grin is plastered onto the otter’s face.
  116. “U-Um… I-I’m…” The bear opens her mouth to say something, but closes it when the otter looks to her.
  117. “Hm? Something wrong? Did I say something out of turn?”
  118. “U-Um… I-I’m… uh… not pregnant, actually.” The bear quickly puts on an embarrassed grin, her cheeks positively glowing from the sheer blushing she’s doing. The otter, on the other hand tilts his head in confusion once again.
  119. “Huh? If that’s not right, then how do you ex...plain… Oh. Oh.” With each word that passes his lips, the otter’s eyes widen more and more. “Hah. Uh… no shit, huh?” He crosses his arms.
  120. “I-I-I know… u-um… t-t-think of it as um… a-a-a test? I-I-I, um… I-I-I wanna see how much he can put in me before nothing else will… E-E-Ehehe… O-Oh, this looks kinda weird, doesn’t it?” And like that, the bear covers her face with her palm, and turns her head to the side. Though, a second later, the otter speaks again, leaning in towards the bear’s ear…
  121. “Ooooh, it’s alright, darling. Nothing to worry about. Hey, secret about Piney over there?” He jabs a thumb towards the deer. “I did to him once what he’s doin’ to you, so don’t think that any of this is weird to me, yeah?” And like that, the otter smiles and rights himself with his arms crossed.
  122. “I… w-w-wait, really?” The bear quickly turns her gaze from the otter to her boyfriend, the deer… And, for a moment, her thoughts race trying to picture said deer with a bloated-out gut. “That… I… wha…”
  123. “You loved it, didn’t you, Piney?” The otter puts on a wry grin at that point, and simply looks to the deer. The deer blinks for a moment, one of his palms on the top of his length.
  124. “H-Huh? What? I wasn’t listening. What are we talking about?”
  125. “Oh, you know, me stuffin’ that cute little butt of yours to the brim! You liked that sorta thing, right?” At that point, the deer’s cheeks quickly turn beet red with another blush.
  126. “I-I… w-w-well, um…”
  127. “Oh my god that’s fucking hot.” The bear speaks out at that point, causing the deer’s mouth to close with embarrassment. “Piney, pull your pants up, I wanna try this out on you when we get home.” And with that, she turns towards the otter. “Would it be alright if I ask you to come back with us? I want to test a few things out with you, too, if possible.” The ends of the bear’s mouth are curled up in a smile, and her cheeks are essentially blazing at this point - looks like she’s ready for another round or so.
  128. “Question - will I be fed after these tests are performed?” The otter raises a hand and paints a wry grin onto his face. Without missing a beat, the bear responds.
  129. “I-If you like chili, then you will be. Now, please come with m-uh…” For a moment, the bear shivers before placing her hand to her gut… Every little bit of its contents were sloshing about and starting to get to her. “U-Um… Uh… how about this - you two go on and stand guard outside the alley, and I’ll catch up with you in a little bit.” And like that, the bear quickly waddles her way off towards the back of the alley, each step she takes sounding like someone is shaking a jug of water around.
  130. Without another word, the deer quietly pulls up his pants, stuffs his turgid member into them (causing those pants to present a damp bulge to the world), and quietly takes the otter with him towards the front entrance to that alley. The otter simply smiles for a moment or two before following along, a bulge of his own starting to form within his own pants…
  131. “I think that today’s gonna be a really good day, don’t you think so, Piney?”
  132. “Y-Yeah, um… I-I-I think it is, too.” And like that, the deer places one of his palms to the back of his neck.
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  135. Soon enough, the bear makes her way out from the alley, her shirt and her pants now fitting rather loosely about herself. She places one of her palms against the deer’s shoulder before quietly stepping around her boyfriend, and onto the sidewalk proper. Almost immediately, both the deer and the otter’s eyes widen at the Bear’s new size.
  136. “I-Is… I-Is that how much I gave you, Skilly?” The deer places one of his hands onto his neck at that point, a blush starting to blaze itself onto his cheeks. The otter simply smiles and crosses his arms before he speaks.
  137. “Well, now… I think it’s safe to say that Piney here can put out a lot more than you think, can’t he? Hehe…” The bear simply stands there with a blush on her face and a pair of somewhat damp-looking pajama pants.
  138. “I-I-I mean… can you blame me? He’s, um… r-r-really good at it- oh my god, I can’t believe I just said that…” She quickly places her fingers up to her horn tip, and starts to rub it like she would a worry stone. The otter quickly reaches up to the bear’s horn, and grabs her hand, gently moving it away a moment or two later.
  139. “I don’t blame you… Besides, I know first-hand about what this guy can put out.” And like that, the otter wraps an arm around the deer’s shoulders before pulling him close into a sideways hug. “So, uh… should we get going? I don’t uh… really know where you two’s home is, so, could you be so kind as to lead the way for me?” The bear simply stands there for a moment or two before she quickly turns around - her face contorting with a mixture of sheer embarrassment and a deep-set need…
  140. “H-H-H-H-Hahahahokay, let’s get you home! O-O-Oh gosh...” And like that, she turns back to the deer and the otter, grabs their wrists, and starts to pull them towards her home. A quick turn or two and a few nervous seconds of waiting for stoplights to change later, the three of them arrive at the stone steps that lead up to the bear’s apartment. Once they all gather there at the bottom of the steps, the bear lets out a small nervous sigh before climbing up to her door, each step causing her to feel a mix of embarrassment and need…
  141. “S-Skilly? You gonna be alright up there?” The deer looks up towards the bear, his brows furrowed from worrying about his girlfriend.
  142. “I-I’m fine! Just gotta… where’s the key- ah, here we go.” And like that, the bear turns the knob on her door before pushing it open. She turns towards the deer and the otter, and gives them a small smile. “C-Come on in! I’ll be, uh… I’ll get something ready for us.” And like that, she ducks herself inside. The deer and the otter quietly shrug their shoulders, and soon follow after her with the otter closing the door on the way in. Within seconds, they spot the bear’s pajama pants tossed off to the side of the hallway, as well as a bit of dribbled fluid making its way towards one of the various rooms.
  143. “D-Do you think she-” The deer is quickly hushed by the otter’s words.
  144. “Yeah, let’s go give her a nice time, Piney.” And like that, the two of them make their way through the halls, and quickly duck into a room with a wooden table, a few chairs, and a bear laying on top in nothing but her fluff. At the moment, she’s breathing rather fast and looking like she’s ready to bust at any moment - the green member in her hand getting tugged over and over and splattering fluids from its tip onto the table top.
  145. “P-P-Piney, Rozzie, p-p-please fuck me until I can’t walk…? P-P-P-Please? Pretty Please?” The bear looks towards the deer and the otter, her face awash in a deep purple blush. The otter and the deer, however, simply smile, look at each other, and quickly start to pull themselves out of their clothes. In the end, the deer is the first to get between the bear’s legs. He quickly tugs on the bear’s toy, and slips it out of her with a wet “schl-pop!” before lining himself up, and pressing his tip in.
  146. “Hnngh… Hah… N-Never getting tired of this, Piney…” The bear smiles for a moment or two while the deer gets himself accustomed to his new position. Meanwhile, the otter has finally gotten his pants off, exposing himself to the open air. While he may not have the length of his friend, the one thing that he does have to make up for it is production - evidenced by his massive pair of otter nuts dangling below his member.
  147. “Oh, Pine-Tree… I think I’m gonna have a little bit of fun with you first, okay? Keep doing what you’re doing - I’m gonna have some fun with this cute little butt of yours.” He smiles once more, and quickly closes the distance between himself and the deer. After quickly lining himself up against the deer’s rear end, he presses himself in as slowly as he can.
  148. “A-A-Ah, R-Rozz, please be c-c-careful…!” The deer quickly turns his head towards the otter, the blush on his face glowing brighter and brighter with each passing second. The otter, on the other hand, simply smiles, and pats his palm against the deer’s cheek before pressing himself in a bit deeper. At once, the deer’s member twitches and shudders from the sudden rear-ward intrusion.
  149. “H-Hah… R-Rozz, do me a favor a-a-and rock Piney’s world, would you please?” The bear blushes for a moment longer before clutching at her chest, where her hands meet her soft breasts… The otter, on the other hand, smiles once more, and lets out a sigh.
  150. “That, I can do. Been wanting more Venison as of late, anyway… So, my answer to that is ‘yes, MA’AM!’” And like that, the otter presses every bit of his member into the deer’s rump, causing both himself and the deer to press forward against the bear’s entrance.
  151. “HAHN~!!!” The bear lets out a moan into the air, quickly followed by a shivering gasp - the amount of deer cock that was stuck inside her felt like it would split her in two! The deer shivers as well, his head tilted forward to keep himself from blowing his load right then and there.
  152. “Hehe… Hope you don’t mind me keeping things going, Pine-Tree.” The otter smiles for a moment, whispers into the deer’s ear, and pulls himself out of the deer’s tight hole for but a split second before pressing every inch of himself back in with a dull “thud” sound…
  153. “Hhhngh…” The deer shivers in delight from the feeling of something filling his hole once again. The otter simply smiles, and continues to pump himself in and out of the deer’s rump… All the while, the deer starts to finally pull himself out of the bear’s folds. After a moment or two, the otter tilts his head.
  154. “Hm… Piney, tell you what - I have an idea. I’m gonna keep where I am, and judging from her being cock-deep around you, I think she’ll enjoy this too - all you gotta do is move your hips - have some fun, yeah?” The otter lets out a small chuckle before leaning in and planting a small kiss onto the deer’s cheek. He leans back after that, and presses his hands to his own hips. “Your call, Piney. You willing to do some work here?”
  155. “U-U-Um… I… Y-Yeah… P-P-Please…!” And like that, the otter smiles, and lets out a sigh.
  156. “Well, get to it, then, Pine-Tree.” With that, the deer lets out a sigh, and slowly pushes himself back against the otter’s member, his own peen slipping out from the bear’s folds… A second later, he lets out another shaky moan into the air as he presses himself back into the bear’s folds, the member within his rear twitching with each inch that slips its way out. Over and over, in and out… Soon enough, the deer’s eyes cross from the sheer pleasure, his member soon splattering the bear’s insides once again.
  157. “H-H-H-Hahn~!!!”
  158. “There’s a good boy… let it all out… fill her up for me, would you please? I wanna see this for myself.” The bear covers her face at that point, her gut quickly starting to bulge and pulse outward with its rather thick, searing hot contents… “Heh… wow, you weren’t kidding. I can’t believe that you’ve got this much in you, Piney.” The otter presses his chin against the deer’s shoulder to see the “fill-up” process. “Though, uh… I think I’ve got you beat by a wide margin, you know?”
  159. “H-Hah… hah… h-hah… w-w-wait, what?” The bear looks up from her spot on the table, her eyes looking a tad glazed over from the experience she just had. The otter simply smiles, and lifts his head back off of the deer’s shoulder.
  160. “Hehe… you curious now, darling? Lemme show you what I can do to, ah… top him off for you? Hehe…” And like that, the otter grabs the deer by the hips, and thrusts his member back into his tight hole. Almost immediately, the deer lets out a small moan into the air, another pulse of his member filling up the bear all the more.
  161. “H-Hah… R-R-Rozz, p-p-please don’t stop!!” The deer quickly leans over against the bear, his face pressed against her now-stuffed gut. Meanwhile, the otter is simply going to town on the deer’s rump.
  162.  
  163. Pap pap pap pap pap pap pap pap pap pap…
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  165. “Hrrf… so… good… Isn’t it, P...Pine…?” The otter smiles for a moment more before quickly pressing himself into the deer’s rump one last time. He quickly tenses up and lets out a shiver before a torrent of pearlescent otter seed rushes its way out of his member, and splatters itself against the deer’s guts. The otter suddenly grabs the deer around the chest, and pulls him upright. As if on cue, the deer’s gut starts to expand and deform from the sheer volume of seed that was flooding his system.
  166. “Hah… hah… wh… what the…? I-I… wha…” The bear’s eyes start to widen with each passing second - the deer’s gut was just getting bigger and bigger! The otter pokes his head out from behind the deer’s body, a slightly strained but rather content smile on his face.
  167. “Hngh… wh… w-w-wha… what do you think, darling? Good enough for you?” The bear’s eyes simply stare at the otter’s own orbs for a moment or two before she lets out a sigh of her own.
  168. “I-I-I’m gonna need to test you soon, too. Would you submit to a-a-a… o-o-oh, f-f-fuck it - you mind f-f-fucking a breeding stock and filling up a condom for s-s-science?” The otter simply stares at the bear for a moment or two before bursting out laughing.
  169. “HAAAAHAHA!! Oh, wow, that’s… pffft-... That’s the funniest thing I’ve heard today!” And like that the otter simply lets out a sigh before pulling his member out from the deer’s rump, a gout of searing hot otter seed following him on the way out before dribbling onto the floor. The bear, on the other hand, simply reaches up and rubs one of her horns…
  170. “W-Well, uh… all you have to do is say-”
  171. “Sure thing.” The bear quickly blinks at the sound of that.
  172. “I-I’m sorry?”
  173. “Yeah, I’ll fuck something like that, as long as I get my rocks off. Besides, with how much I put out, I gotta drain myself every so often, otherwise it starts to hurt, you know?” The otter puts one of his hands on his neck, and starts to rub it for the time being.
  174. “I… well… yeah, okay, I can deal with that.” The bear smiles for a moment or two before reaching off to her side and grabbing her green phallus from its spot on the table. “Would you be so kind as to take Piney over to the couch while I get us all something to eat?”
  175. “Sure thing. Anywhere good? Just the couch fine?” The otter smiles, and pulls the (rather pleasure-addled) deer out from the bear’s folds, the gaping hole being quickly filled by the knob on the bear’s toy.
  176. “Hnngh… y-yeah, yeah, anywhere’s fine. Just make yourself comfortable. You like a-anything extra in your chili?” The bear shivers for a moment before standing up from her spot on the table, her gut dropping a second later with its new liquid load. She quickly puts a palm to her gut to steady herself as best as possible, and starts to head back towards the kitchen.
  177. “Extra cheese for me, please!” The otter picks up the deer as best he can, and starts to make his way towards the couch, flopping his rump once he gets there. The deer was still speared right onto the otter’s member when he’s moved over, and judging from the lack of a sloshing sound, the otter was at least gentle enough to bring him down as slowly as he could. Soon enough, the bear makes her way back through the kitchen door, her arms full with three bowls of a dark, chunky, deliciously meaty concoction. After making her way towards the couch with those bowls in hand, she passes one to the otter before taking a seat.
  178. The entire time, the bear looks to the deer, his eyes half-lidded from feeling so much pleasure…
  179. “U-Um… is he gonna be…?” The bear points a finger towards the deer, her gaze centered on the otter.
  180. “Oh him? Yeah, he’ll be fine - he did this the last time we boned. Give him a bit, he’ll be fine.” The otter chuckles for a moment or two at the sound of his own words. As if on cue, the otter lets out a sigh before letting out a shiver… Immediately, his nose perks up.
  181. “Hnngh… ch...chili?” At that, the bear smiles, and presses her palm against the deer’s knee.
  182. “Welcome back to the world of the living, Piney. Did he hurt you at all…?” The bear tilts her head for a moment, her brows furrowed at the thought of something happening to her boyfriend… The deer, on the other hand, simply smiles for a moment before reaching for one of the bowls in the bear’s hand.
  183. “N...Nah, I’m okay. Just, uh… i-i-it’s always a lot, you know?” And like that, the deer turns his head towards the otter, a blush starting to creep onto both of their faces. “T-That, and uh… I can’t usually feel my legs for a few minutes afterwards, so, um… t-t-thanks, I think, for uh… bringing me over to the… couch?” The deer looks down to his bloated gut for a moment.
  184. “Hehe, Skilly, I told you I could fill ‘em up!” The otter simply smiles at that point before looking over the top of the couch towards where he left his pants, now crumpled and sitting in a pile by the kitchen table. “Now, uh… if you wanted to keep it in, that’d be another story. Didn’t I give you a plug a while back?” The bear blinks for a moment or two at that point, her thoughts thinking of the “last time” the otter and deer did something together… In her head, all she could picture was the otter pumping the deer up like a balloon or a condom… She shakes her head a moment later to clear her thoughts.
  185. “R-Right, uh… I actually think I saw a plug like that when Piney visited the night before last. You, uh… that was his, wasn’t it, Piney? The one with the red base on it?” The bear looks to the deer for a moment or two. The deer, though, reaches up to rub the back of his neck.
  186. “U-Uh… yeah, yeah, that one’s his. You let me borrow it, right? U-Um… a-a-after you, uh…” The deer’s face quickly turns as red as a tomato before he shuts his mouth. The otter lets out a chuckle at the deer’s reaction and looks to the bear.
  187. “Yeah, but don’t worry about it, Piney. I’ve got something else in mind for the time being. Darling, would you mind filling me up before I go? Just for the hell of it… Besides, I don’t think I’ve had anyone fill me up with a toy, you know?” And like that, the otter gives the bear a small wink before patting the deer’s thigh. The bear, though, simply sits there for a moment while the otter’s words process through her head.
  188. “U-Um… I… yeah, okay, I can do that.”
  189. “Great… Now, you get that cock of yours ready, and fuck my ass raw, you got that? Piney, hows about you go clean yourself up… No, better yet, you get to watch me get stuffed. How’s that sound? You just sit right there, and enjoy the show, hehe…” And like that, the otter lifts the deer off of himself, causing a bit of a splatter from the sheer amount of seed that was roiling around in the deer’s gut. After quickly setting him off to the side to minimize any sort of stain that might be forming, he looks to the bear.
  190. “A-Are you sure about this? I-I don’t know if I made this thing right for what you want…” At that, the otter stops in his tracks.
  191. “W...Wait, what? Huh? You… made that monster? Hehe, all the better! Fill me up, girlie!” And like that, the otter turns himself around so that his rump was facing the bear, his bloated sack dangling between his legs. The deer, by the way, simply looks on at the otter’s antics, his member hardening itself against his bloated stomach. The bear simply smiles and stands up from her spot, her bowl placed off to the side for the time being. She lines up her translucent member against the otter’s rear hole, and wraps her arms around his tail to keep herself balanced.
  192. “Alright, uh… Deep breath in…!” And like that, she plunges her turged green member into the otter’s rump, the pressure from slipping it in sending shivers running up her spine. The otter, in the meantime, simply grins and closes one of his eyes to keep himself focussed on the immediate pleasure.
  193. “Hnnngh… there we go.. Go to town, girl! H-Heh…” And like that, the otter turns his head towards the deer, a smile soon forming on his face. “You getting off on this, Pine-Tree?” True to the otter’s words, the deer had his length in his palm, and he was pumping his hand up and down at a rather slow pace…
  194. “C...Can you blame me? T-T-This is really hot…” The deer simply smiles, and presses a palm to his neck, the other busy with its current ministrations. The otter gives the deer a smirk before turning to the bear behind him.
  195. “Light me up, please!” And on cue, the bear nods, and starts to press her rubber length into the otter’s rump, the entirety of that green member disappearing after a moment or two. The bear’s eyes widen a bit at that point, but she soon smirks before pulling herself out just enough to leave the tip in. A second later, she presses it in again, her hips meeting the otter’s rather firm rump. “Ooogh… that’s the ticket.”
  196. “You like it that m-m-much? J-Jeez, I’m flattered!” And with that, the bear starts to pick up the pace - the sounds of slick impacts soon filling the air.
  197.  
  198. Pap pap pap pap pap pap pap pap pap pap pap…
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  200. “Hnngh… Hah… c’mon, I know you’ve got more than that in you, girlie! Make me sore when you’re done!” The otter looks off to his left, to the deer. For a moment or two, he smiles before blowing a kiss to his new-found voyeur. At that point, the deer’s eyes widen before his hand starts to pump itself faster and faster along his length… Though, soon enough, he leans himself back against the couch, his cock twitching and throbbing in the open air… However, the only thing that dribbles its way out of that log-like tip was just a drop or two of pearly cum - nothing at all like his previous loads.
  201. “H-Hah… hah… W-Well, I think we found Piney’s limit.” The bear smiles for a moment before quickly upping her pace once more… “I-I-I think… i-i-it’s just… a-a-a few times a day for him before he’s… s-s-shooting… BLANKS!” And like that, the bear slams into the otter’s rump one last time, the fluid within her gut starting to dribble and pulse its way out through the opening within that turgid green member. As if on cue, the otter’s eyes widen before relaxing immediately afterwards, the relief and the feeling of warm cum flooding his insides causing him to let out a sigh…
  202. “Hah… th… there we go… fff… fill me up, please…” The otter simply sits there while the bear continues to pump more and more warm cum into his rump. Soon enough, though, that flow comes to a dribbling halt.
  203. “Hngh… hah… t-t-that’s… t-t-that’s like the fifth time I’ve came today, y-y-you know… you… y-y-you better be happy about that.” The bear smiles for a moment before pulling her length out from the otter’s behind, the translucent green member sticking out from her crotch now sporting a white “stripe” of sorts down its length. “Phew… I-I’m… I-I-I’m gonna sit down… R-R-Rozz, are you okay?”
  204. “Mmmnh… Jusht… fine…” The otter smiles for a moment or two before flopping off to his side, the couch cushions catching him. “I-I-I’m, uh… gonna pass on the chili. I’m full…” The deer looks over to the otter for a moment or two, his member now flopping lazily against the couch cushions.
  205. “R-Rozzie…? R-R-Rozzie, are you good?” The deer’s brows furrow for a moment or two at the sight of his friend flopping onto the cushions. The otter, however, simply gives the deer a smile, and sits up in his spot.
  206. “I’m… alright. I’m gonna get dressed, though. Gotta catch my… what time is it? Eh, I need to go, anyway… I don’t think I’m gonna eat until tomorrow, anyway.” The otter’s words cause the bear’s brow to raise in confusion.
  207. “H-Huh? Uh… d-d-did that, uh… s-s-session? C-C-Can you call that a session, even…? U-Uh… d-d-did I do something wrong?”
  208. “Noooo no no no, you’re fiiiiiiine, darling… I’m just, uh… tired… I don’t usually go multiple rounds like you two lovebirds, hehe… I-I-I’m gonna take my stuff, cut my losses, and head on home for now. Th...Though, uh… how do you two feel about having fun another day?” The otter looks to the deer and the bear for a moment, his eyes still somewhat lucid-looking. The bear tilts her head for a moment at that point.
  209. “U-Um… a-a-lright, well, uh… you’re welcome anytime, isn’t he Piney?” She looks to the deer at that point, who quickly nods his head.
  210. “U-Uh, y-yeah! Yeah! Um… f-f-feel free to call us up and w-w-we’ll clear our schedules, y-y-you know?” The otter simply smiles, leans over as best he can, and gives both the bear and the otter a small hug before shakily standing himself up from his cushioned seat. Almost immediately, droplets of cum start to dribble themselves onto the floor. The bear’s gaze quickly shifts to the new puddle that was slowly starting to form on her floor…
  211. “Yeeeeah… I’ll, uh… I’ll see you two cuties later, ‘mkay?” And like that, the otter starts to make his way over to hsi crumpled set of pants on the floor, pulling them on as he starts to make his way through the kitchen, and to the front door… After he’s out of view, the bear lets out a small sigh before standing up from her seat.
  212. “S-Skilly?”
  213. “N-Nothing’s wrong, just gotta clean s-s-something up.” She disappears into the kitchen for a moment or two before returning with a wad of paper towels in hand. With that, she leans down to swipe up the small droplets of cum that were staring her in the face. Once she’s done, she lets out a sigh, and sits down next to the deer, reaching over to grab her bowl of (now-cooled) chili from the table. She leans against the deer’s shoulder, and lets out a sigh… “P-Piney… Rozz is... he’s fucking hot.”
  214. “I-I know, isn’t he?! L-Like… w-w-wow, we need to bring him over more often.”
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  217. Meanwhile, the otter lets out a content sigh as he ambles down the sidewalk. His rump was full and his senses were a bit clouded, but otherwise, he was doing absolutely fine with everything. Soon enough, though, he stops in front of a sign post, the words “BUS STOP” printed in bright white lettering on its face. A moment later, though, he lets out a shiver at the feeling warm running down the inside of his leg… A quick pat later leaves him with a rather damp-feeling palm. He closes his eyes for a moment or two before the sound of a large bus pulling up to his spot causes him to open them again.
  218.  
  219. KSSSSSHHHHHH…
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  221. The telltale hiss of the bus’s suspension lowering itself brings him back fully. After quickly stepping onto the bus, he walks his way back down the aisle, thankful that there aren’t that many people on board.
  222. “Hehe… I think I’m gonna like this Skilly girl… Yeah… I’m gonna like her a lot.” And like that, the otter takes a seat, his mind turning towards the experiences he had but twenty minutes prior. Even then, his hand presses itself against his quickly-hardening member through his pants… He’ll have to take care of it when he gets home.
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