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• Here’s another fresh prompt by the mighty Jeeves, this time a sequel to the story André’s Neighbors. Now it’s time to watch as André the Ferret meets more apartment dwellers, all of who are very happy to be as lewd as possible with him. Remember, please follow Jeeves on SoFurry, or FurAffinity, and maybe donate to his Patreon. Swell fella.

André's New Neighbors Part II

“Fuck, your tits are hot. Do you like them being played with? Sucked? Bitten?”

It had barely been more than two weeks since André had moved into his new apartment, and yet if the ferret from less than a month ago had been able to hear himself now, he would have barely been able to admit it was his own voice speaking such bold and shameless words.

“Mmm, you can do what you want with them, pretty boy. In fact, if you want, I can give you even more to play with, see?”

André was, at that moment, in a hot tub. Or rather, his neighbour had called it a hot tub when she invited him over after they'd made eye contact while working out at the gym just a few doors down from the apartment complex in which they both lived. In fact, it was more of a heated indoor pool, though rather than occupying the bathroom or an outdoor terrace, it appeared to be present in what might well have been the leopard seal's bedroom, occupying a good eighty percent of the floor space. The neighbour in question was Mera. She was tall. Buff. Her breasts were gorgeous and obviously sizeable even when seen contained within a tight fitting sports bra, oh, and she was clearly some sort of supernatural entity.

That too should have shocked André to his core, but somehow, after everything he'd already experienced in just the last couple of weeks with Alexa and Karl and Martha, the ferret wasn't just more openly confident and kinky. He was more laid back. More willing to just go with the flow if something sounded or looked like it was going to be fun, or hot, or even better, both. And thus, when the already big titted leopard seal cradled André's head as he nuzzled and suckled on her breasts, darting back and forth between the two firm, stiff nippled peaks as he stood before the taller, older woman while she leaned back against one side of her personal pool, he just groaned in bliss as he felt those already gloriously ample breasts start to swell and physically grow right before his eyes and against his hungrily slurping maw.

“Fuck... ohhhfuck, that's so hot...”

André groaned as he nibbled on one of Mera's thicker, larger nipples and heard the leopard seal growl in her own bliss, one strong hand clutching hard at the fur of the back of his head and stuffing his muzzle into the pillowy, still swelling flesh of her breast as though urging him to be rougher in his treatment of her. In response he lifted both hands and began to knead and grope at her breasts, tweaking whichever nipple wasn't occupied by his muzzle until each individual breast was larger than his head, at which point Mera grabbed his face more forcefully still between both of her own hands, and wrapped her legs around André's waist as she pulled his head entirely into the now expanded valley of her breasts.

“I can do more than just that, y'know. Ever wanted to fuck a celebrity?”

André's head span for a moment, as though something was happening to the fabric of reality before his eyes that his brain simply wasn't attuned to process, and then, with a gasp of surprise and lust, he found himself standing in the embrace of a beaming, mature fox with soft, slightly drooping tits and a captivating smile. The actress who had played none other than Maid Marian in the Robin Hood movie he'd grown up watching as a kid. The actress he'd had the biggest crush on as a result. Suddenly right there before him. Naked, and looking at him with a delicate, adoring smile that made him believe with all his heart that she loved him as much as Marian had loved Robin.

Another split-second though, and a different form burst into being before André's eyes. Smaller, slightly firmer breasts upon a rounder, more plump and motherly body. Motherly was right though, because the form in question was none other than that of the ferret's very own mom.

“Were you a momma's boy growing up? Did you wish you never had to give up these?”

Mera's voice escaped André's mom's mouth, and she giggled as she felt the ferret male's already rigid cock pulse against her crotch. Or rather, against his mom's crotch. Another instant later though, Mera was Mera again, and her breasts were back to their usual though still generous size. Even as André shuddered and gasped though, breathless not with embarrassment but with raw and unhinged lust after what he had just been exposed to via the leopard seal's clear and powerful magic, he realized that while Mera had most definitely returned to her true form, it wasn't the same form he had witnessed at the gym, or on the walk home, or even as they'd stripped off their clothes and slipped into the steaming pool together. From the waist down, Mera was now a mass of writhing, reddish purple octopus limbs. Limbs which wrapped around the ferret's legs. Limbs which encircled his waist and grabbed at his firm buttocks, and which, as one slippery, lean tipped, suction cupped limb began to wriggle its way between his cheeks and probe at the pucker of the ferret's asshole, pulled André tighter still against Mera where those many tendrils converged not on an octopus like beak or any sort of mouthparts, but rather, to reveal the submerged but still somehow hotter, wetter opening of the leopard seal sea witch's pussy.

“Mmmmhh... that's it. Fuck me.”

Mera groaned as she pulled André's face against her chest again, and probed deeper with her wriggling tentacle, flexing its muscular length against the ferret's prostate and provoking an uncontrolled lurch of his hips that drove him instantly to the hilt inside her pussy, his cock twitching rapidly as it was swallowed up and squeezed by that irresistible embrace.

“Yeah. Ohhhhyeah, that's it. Don't hold back, cutie. Give me everything. Show me that you want me, that you'll cum your brains out with me in this body... and then once you've had a little time to recover, we can figure out whether you want to cum with Marian, or mommy, or someone entirely different screaming your name next.”

André grunted blissfully into the leopard seal's breasts. He bucked his hips without shame, without restraint as her many lower limbs held him entangled against her. But even though he was rising rapidly towards the point of no return, thanks in part to the writhing tentacle probing his prostate but more generally just due to being balls deep inside such a hot, buff woman as Mera, André was still able to lift his head, and grin through his obviously rising rapture as he met the woman's own shamelessly horny gaze.

“Don't get me wrong, I'll fuck any hot body you want to look like, and I'll fucking love every second of it. But, Mera? I know it's still gonna be you, no matter what you look like. So... if you're just that horny, and you wanna get me to fuck you in a bunch of different forms so you can get off over and over again? Don't hide it. Don't try and act like you're not excited to slut it up for your new neighbor. Just tell me you want to use me like a fuck-toy until I'm too exhausted to keep going, and no matter what form you're in? I'll do whatever the fuck you want, just so long as I get to use you the same way.”

*********

While on his way back from the grocery store a few days into his fourth week of living in his new place, André found himself sharing the elevator up to his floor with someone new. In the past, he might have been content just to stand in polite silence with the tall, clearly incredibly fit hyena woman dressed in a leather jacket and black jeans with faded knees, even if he had put together that she was clearly someone he knew of via her brother's descriptions. Truth be told, it might not have even been a matter of simple politeness in the past, but outright social anxiety that she might talk to him for even the short amount of time they were to spend together in that enclosed space.

Now, though...

“Charlize, right? You visiting your brother and Lexie?”

He spoke warmly, totally at ease with breaking the silence and not the slightest bit concerned about seeming strange or overly friendly to the woman. And she, to her credit, didn't jump or look at him with immediate worry or annoyance. She just continued to lean back against the rear wall of the elevator, only a matter of moments from the floor upon which they were both due to disembark, and nodded with a grin.

“Yeah, that's me! And... ooh, are you the new neighbour? Ahh fuck, what was it... uhh, Andy?”

André snorted.

“André, but close enough.”

He extended a hand. She shook it with a smirk and a playfully apologetic nod. The elevator door rattled open just as their hands were letting each other go, and with André gesturing politely for Charlize to go ahead of him, they stepped out into the corridor, and walked along the short distance until they arrived at Karl and Alexa's door.

“Seeya around!”

André waved casually as he kept walking while Charlize stopped and knocked at her brother's door, smiling and nodding back at the same time. By the time André had reached his own door a few seconds later though, and rooted around in his jacket pocket for his keys, he realised that Charlize was still waiting, until with a sigh she began to fumble in her pockets for what was doubtlessly her own key to the apartment. Before she could find it though, André called over to her.

“If you're gonna be chilling alone until they get back, wanna hang out?”

He was an almost total stranger to Charlize, of course, and André knew that. He wouldn't have taken the slightest offence if she'd said no, either because she didn't trust him personally or just because she would have rather hung out on her own until her brother and his wife got back from wherever they were. But still, he asked, and he grinned when Charlize chuckled, shrugged, and nodded as without a word she abandoned her position in front of her brother's apartment door, and started to stroll towards André's place instead. As she approached, she looked him up and down, and licked her lips.

“So, what do you have in mind? Is this a more Mario Kart and beer hangout? Or, am I gonna meet the André whose ass my brother wouldn't stop messaging me about for days after he first fucked it?”

André just grinned, and once again gestured for Charlize to go first as he pushed his apartment door open. This time though, as she smirked and strolled past him, hips swaying just a little, he raised a hand, and followed close behind her as that paw came to rest on the denim clad curve of the hyena's ass.

The door swung shut just in time for Charlize's giggle to ring out into the corridor, followed by a few soft, seductively growled words.

“Mmmmh, good answer.”

After that, despite having only just met, neither André nor Charlize said much in their efforts to get to know the other person. Frankly, they knew all they needed to so far from what they'd each heard from Karl and, to a lesser extent, Alexa too.

“Mnhhhahh... o-ohhh fuck...”

Charlize growled as no sooner had her thick, already rapidly stiffening cock erupted forth from her panties once André had dragged them down alongside her jeans, it was swallowed up in the ferret's unabashedly hungry maw. It continued to throb and grow to full size, several inches longer than her brother's cock, but as André groped at Charlize's heavy balls more roughly and greedily than Alexa had first toyed with his on the day of their first intimate interaction, the ferret didn't show the slightest reluctance to let the first few inches of that huge hard-on slip down the back of his throat.

“Ah! A-aahh, fucking shit, yessss! Ohhh god, Karl always picks the best fuck buddies...”

André grinned around his muzzleful of cock, bobbing, suckling greedily as while he toyed with Charlize's heavy balls in one hand, his other paw reached around those sizeable orbs and up between the woman's legs, to where the fur of her inner thighs and upon the back of her balls grew swiftly wetter and more matted, until finally his digits teased their way between the folds of her pussy tucked in behind her testicles. Two, then three, then four fingers disappeared into Charlize's pussy as André began not just to squeeze and fondle, but to tug on her balls as thick strands of pre-cum began to flood directly down his throat, and before long the buff hyena woman was clinging for dear life to the lithe ferret's head, leaning back against the wall of his apartment's hallway as she simply focused on trying to keep her knees from buckling out from under her.

Soon enough though, any attempt or even desire to hold back on the hyena's part melted away, and just as André's fingers curled within her to begin probing and caressing the flesh of the hyena's g-spot, Charlize let slip an ear-splitting howl of ecstasy as cum began to erupt from her ample cock in such copious abundance that for a split-second or so, the ferret was certain that he could feel the individual motes of sperm lashing and swimming together as they flooded down the inside of his throat.

“Fuck! Fuck!! Fuck yessssssss!”

Charlize snarled and grunted as her eyes rolled back, her pussy gushing around the ferret's fingers in tandem with her cock's release, and even as she clutched tight at André's head and humped greedily against his gulping, slurping maw throughout that intense dual orgasm, she remained aware of one undeniable fact that pushed her pleasure to even more heady extremes.

He wasn't stopping.

Even though he had just made her cum her brains out twice over, her brother and sister-in-law's neighbor was still greedily working her cock with his tongue, and massaging the inner walls of her pussy alongside her aching, desperately draining balls with both hands. And sure enough when Charlize's pleasure finally began to fade, and she slumped back and started to slide down the hallway wall into a panting, grinning heap on the other man's apartment floor, André wasn't done even as he drew back from his initial contact with her. His eyes were alive with lust. His muzzle was open half in a gleeful grin, and half breathing heavily with raw hunger, and his cock... his cock was rock hard, and leaking as he grabbed it by its base, stepped forward, and began to jerk it off in front of the still post-orgasmically overwhelmed hyena.

“Where do you want it?”

He murmured simply, not asking if Charlize wanted it, but so utterly, completely certain that she would that the only remaining question was just that; where. And sure enough...

“My pussy...”

Charlize huffed as she scrambled not to stand upright, but to slip over onto all fours, and with her lower garments still tangled around her ankles, present herself doggystyle to the wild-eyed ferret.

“Fuck my pussy first. Make me cum again...”

She urged him, her own voice thick with shameless desire, and her already quivering, dripping depths getting even hotter, even wetter as while the ferret knelt down behind her and lined himself up, he squeezed her now bare ass with one paw, and murmured playfully as he did so.

“Don't worry. I'll keep you entertained until your brother gets back. And when he does... he can take over, and you can let him guess just how many times I came inside you, by how much of my cum he gets to eat out of your holes.”

*********

Vex had never met a man like André before.

She'd met nice guys; not the sort of air-quotes 'nice guy' who called themselves that, but actual nice guys who were warm and kind and remained that way whether you were romantically interested or involved with them or not.

She'd met bold, confident guys; men who were hot and knew it.

She'd met guys who were good in bed. Really, really good, truth be told.

But... a man who was all three at once? And not just a combination of those three kinds of guy, but possibly the nicest, the most confident, and the best lover she'd ever known all at once? It had seemed too good to be true. Honestly, to the rat it had seemed like it was only a matter of time before it all came crashing down as a vast, complicated pyramid of lies. And yet, it had now been several weeks since she'd met the ferret. Several weeks since, against her better judgement she'd been so charmed by him that she'd abandoned the friends she'd been out with, just like he'd left the group of his own friends, all neighbours or the relative of neighbours from his apartment building apparently, and taken him back to her place for a rare one night stand.

At least... that had been the rat's intention. But then she'd gotten to know him a little more. And, if she was honest, she'd found out how fucking mind-blowingly good a fuck he was. And now, a few weeks after that, and apparently just barely two months since André had moved into his new apartment...

“Cumming! I... I'm cumming again, André! Ohh my god, fuck! Fuck, baby!! Fuck, yessssss!!”

“God, you're beautiful when you cum. Hey... I know I said we'd fuck after this. But... one more? For me?”

Even as the rat writhed, convulsing, squeaking, squirting uncontrollably as she leaned back on André's couch, she heard her boyfriend moan to her in a voice that gurgled with the moisture she was letting loose over it at that very moment. She forced her heavy lidded eyes to focus, and squeaked in bashful exuberance as she saw the way he was looking up at her from between her legs. Not just smiling. Not just clearly worked up and horny, but... beaming because of how glad he was, how proud he was that she was having so much fun. That she was feeling so good, cumming so hard because of him. And yet, there was no arrogance to his expression. No gloating. He was proud, he was giddy with what he'd done, but for good reason. Because Vex deserved nothing less, and still, she deserved much, much more.

“Oh god, baby... o-okay. Just... ohhhhyesss, just one more... b-but please. After that? I nhh... I need you in me. I need your cock. I... I could cum a dozen times, but I won't be satisfied until... hmhhhhnnh... until you fill me.”

Vex had never been like this before. She had never been shy about enjoying her body. She masturbated once or twice a day, and when she had the chance to find a partner and have some good, intimate, hopefully pleasurable sex, she took it. But now?

“Oh... ohhh t-that's it. Right there. Suck my clit. Oo-ohhhhh, André. Yesssss...”

It was like an addiction. Not just to sex. But, to sex with him. In the past, Vex had hated a certain word. Recently though, just in the last week or so, she had privately, inwardly started using that word to think about how she acted when she was around her boyfriend.

Slutty.

It had used to mean all sorts of awful, unthinkable things to Vex. Or rather, to her family, to her friends growing up who had used it in those ways. And so, it had meant that to her, too. Only, now? As she woke up every day that she wasn't sleeping over at André's place with her pussy leaking and her hand already reaching for her phone and its pictures, its videos of him, or as she rocked her pussy back and forth against the seat of her chair on the bus back from work, thinking about how it would only be a little while longer until she got to meet up with him, or even in moments like now when she was with him and having all those urges, all those copious, unceasing desires fulfilled by the reality of that shamelessly horny, sexually irrepressible ferret... that word was the only one that described how she felt.

How she wanted... no, how she needed to feel.

And, more importantly, how he never failed to make her feel with every glance, every smile, every touch, and every word that André spoke to her.

“Mmmh... hey, Vex?”

Speaking mid-oral, slurping, grunting, muzzle pressed so greedily against her pussy that she could feel the movement of his tongue as he said her name, the rat gurgled a curious, wordless affirmation to her lover.

“Mmnhnhghh... mmh?”

He kissed her pussy. Not a tender peck, but a deep, sweeping, tongue heavy smooch against that lower set of lips. She shuddered. Her toes splayed out and her pink tail tightened its grip where it was draped around André's neck. She almost came right then, but hung on just long enough to hear her boyfriend's latest thought, yet another that seemed to take everything she was feeling, everything she craved in her most obscene and selfish fantasies, and act like it was the very least she deserved.

“What you said just now... a dozen times? Do you wanna... and, hey, no pressure if it's too much, but, wanna try? I wanna make you cum a dozen times tonight.”

Vex's eyes crossed, and she squeaked breathlessly.

“I... h-hhnnhhh... I've already... a-already lost count. Mnnhh... how many h-hhahh... have I already... how many times?”

She was sure she'd cum four or five times. Or... wait, had it been six? Was this upcoming orgasm going to be number six? Or, seven, maybe?

The ferret chuckled into her quivering, still veritably gushing pussy, and she saw his bare shoulders shrug as she felt his smile widening against her sensitive, flushed, swollen outer lips.

“I dunno. We can just start counting from now though, right?”

Starting now?

He meant... a dozen more orgasms, than she'd already had??

That was too many.

She'd never cum that many times in one day. Never! It was fucked up. It was too much. It was just... it was fucking slutty as hell.

The rat whimpered. She was about to cum again. She was so fucking close, but her muzzle forced itself open, and before she lost control of her senses once more, she uttered a simple, desperate plea to the grinning, panting, boundlessly bold and horny man she was already falling head over heels in love with because of how he made her feel, not just about him, but about herself, too.

“Only if... i-if you fuck me to each and every one of them. Only if... mnhhh... i-if I get your cock in me, and you cum in my hot, needy... mnhnhha-aahhh... my slutty cunt, every single time.”

André's eyes sparkled with passion and raw, wild intensity.

His lips pursed around the folds of Vex's clitoral hood. With just the tiniest bit of suction, he teased forth the swollen ruby nub of her clit itself from within that delicate flesh, and then, with the very tips of his front teeth, he oh so softly, yet oh so intensely nibbled on the rat's clitoris.

She screamed. She sobbed. She thrashed, and convulsed, and her pussy gushed like all the orgasms she'd already had that night had just been a meagre trickle building up to that moment. And then, even as the rat was still writhing and shrieking and cumming her brains out, she heard her boyfriend's voice as he pulled away from her still spasming depths, and rose to his feet, looming over her with his lean, gorgeous body bare and his cock rigid, dripping, waiting for her.

“I guess that means this one doesn't count either, huh? So that means... I get to share twelve more with you after this orgasm? Ohhh, Vex. You're just... you're too good to me.”

He lavished the rat with praise. He made her heart flutter and her cheeks burn even hotter even as she was locked in the throes of one of the most almighty orgasms of her entire life. And then, as he leaned forward and gently lowered her onto her back upon the couch while he scrambled to kneel astride her still writhing, twitching, loudly whimpering and gasping, orgasm wracked body...

“I just... I just hope you can forgive me for not being able to hold back. For not being able to restrain myself when I know I can make you feel good. Because... ohhhh, Vex? When I start fucking you? We both know I'm not gonna be able to help you stay quiet...”

The implication in his words was ironically deafening. That thus far, through all of Vex's screaming, squeaking, sobbingly ear-splitting orgasms, he had been trying to help her keep it down.

“...and just like every time you stay over? Ohhh, Vex... the neighbours are gonna hear everything I do to you, at least a dozen times over.”

The End.