The Big Gay Gnoll Room
You wander into a room party comprised of horny gnolls, and they are more than happy to change you into one of their own.
Disclaimer - Don't you just love it when you're overwhelmed with manic laughter and then swept up in some weird gay anthropomorphic orgy? Oh . . . you don't? . . . Me neither. Yeah, I mean, that would be weird, right? So . . . anyways, definitely don't read anything below this. It's just . . . uhh, really boring. Definitely not worth it. (This is a work of pornographic fiction. Do not read if it would be illegal for you to do so.)
The Big Gay Gnoll Room
Muted, yet raucous laughter rings in the hallway, emanating from a door with a crudely drawn cardboard sign taped to it
" Par-T!! Welcum!"
Although the sign doesn't fill you with confidence, it_sounds_ like the room party inside is going pretty well.
You knock on the white hotel door.
And you wait . . .
Nothing happens save for another wave of roaring laughter from the room.
Maybe it's just open?
You reach down and grip the handle, jiggling it before the door flies open and you find yourself jerked along behind it, tittering barks of laughter bursting around you like fireworks. You stumble, flailing through the musky air, the room a blur before your legs hit the edge of a bed and you fall forwards.
You manage to catch yourself on something broad, warm, and furry. Or rather, something broad, warm, and furry manages to catch you, wide paws of the burly hyenine figure seated on the edge of the bed easily wrapping around your chest.
His huge animal face splits into a grin as he stares down at you. You swing your head around, seeing the innumerable other lumbering muscular male hyenas packed into the room, naked save for random scraps of torn clothing adorning their bulky, hunched forms.
They all stare at you as if waiting for something.
It's almost funny . . .
A nervous chuckle escapes your lips and immediately all the gnolls erupt into uproarious laughter as if you'd told a lethally funny joke. The one holding you titters manically before pulling you closer, pressing his muzzle against your lips and sloppily kissing you.
Your eyes fly open in surprise. His tongue is wide and roughly textured, warm length scraping against your own.
You hadn't really seen yourself kissing a burly gnoll when you were knocking on the door, but hey, you'd definitely found an interesting room party . . .
You snigger at the absurdity of the situation, laughing against the hyena's eager laps. Your lips darken as you chuckle, tongue lengthening slightly as the hyena you're making out with hugs you tighter, your spine creaking as his massive warm furry arms envelop you.
Behind you, you can feel the warm puffing breaths of another hyena sniffing against your pants. You shift your weight in shock, but can barely move, still wrapped up in a furry bearhug as you make out with your new friend. Then something cold presses into your lower back, the sensation surprising enough to make you giggle, the gnoll embracing you lapping up your face as if encouraging your laughter, your own nose beginning to darken and glisten.
Suddenly your belt feels tight, polished leather digging into your waist as the gnoll behind you grabs it in his jaws and starts jerking from side to side like a dog with a chew toy. The muscles in his hunched animal neck bulge. Your feet are briefly lifted from the ground repeatedly as you're roughly pulled around, your face sliding down and away from your kiss, cheek grinding down the solid furry bulk of the gnoll's chest. This leaves you staring at his throbbing charcoal colored erection below you, heat rising in your cheeks. You breathe in, taking in the heady, masculine reek of male gnoll before a wide paw grabs the back of your head and pushes you against his chest so that your lips grind against one of his wide dark-fleshed nipples.
It's absurd. You're not going to get anything from those!
It's kind of funny though . . . The gnolls definitely seem to think so. In fact, they all laugh out uproariously as you try to lick at the nipple while your face is rubbed against it; however, the wild jostling from the beast tugging at your belt makes it impossible to get a fix on it.
Then suddenly, there's a snap and an extended riiiiip, the seat of your pants and your underwear torn wide open, exposing your ass to the room of giddy gnolls. Your mouth plants forward, open lips wrapping around that thick black nipple. The gnoll under you shivers and erupts in a series of pleasured cackles as you nibble at his fleshy nub. His paws rest on your head, rubbing in and squeezing at your ears as they twitch and thin out into rounded circles that begin to sprout a brackish fuzz.
But it's impossible to focus on that as a set of leathery paws slap down on your rump and spread your ass cheeks wide. Your toes curl in your shoes as the beast snuffles in at your bared ass, cold nose making your spine arc up and sending shivers through you. But then the beast presses his muzzle forwards and drags his bristly tongue up from your taint to your clenching asshole.
A warbling burst of laughter escapes your lips, the gnolls cheering your debauchery on. They rub their massive swampy brown furred bodies together, paws tugging at each other's scruffy tails and rubbing in at their dark assholes. They kiss and giggle, throbbing black shafts bobbing between their legs as other hungry muzzles snuffle and lick in at their sets of heavy balls.
It's a mad kaleidoscope of animal depravity, the air filled with their pervasive musk, making your mouth water as you huff it in. Your ass swells wider in the grip of the gnoll behind you, his laughter muffled by your swelling rump. Your body stiffens, head pulling back as his slippery tongue paints over your pliant ass, sensitive skin darkening and growing more pronounced before the wet heat slithers inside of your clenching anus. Your neck pops, creaking out longer and thicker, corded muscles bulging under your skin as brackish fur prickles down from your chin.
The gnoll you lean against takes this as an invitation to bathe your face in affection, your jaws pressing forwards under his chuckling laps. Fur bristles up your cheeks while your eyes turn a darker and darker shade of brown every time you blink. Your thoughts swim in your mind, slippery apprehension that you're doing something wrong fading away, replaced by a growing animal lust and a cackling fixation on their powerful male bodies and the sheer delightful madness of it all.
Two other curious hyenas kneel down and press their muzzles in from either side of the one eating your ass, sniffing at your bobbing cock and balls. You howl out as each one roughly laps at your balls, hungry muzzles pressing in before they each suck one of your orbs into their balmy maws, muzzles pressed together. Heat flushes through your body as your balls swell in their maws, velveteen fur prickling in along your sack while they pulse with irresistible heat. Your hips creak out wider, ass wrenching down at the tongue flickering inside of you as a manic tittering builds up in your throat.
The two gnolls both pull back, your weighty orbs popping from their muzzles and dangling in your taut animal scrotum. Their tongues then meet. They spend a few moments kissing before lapping at the base of your almost painfully hard shaft, raising up a loose roll of fuzzy flesh as your cock begins to darken and gleam. Your balls clench as your shaft thrums with your heartbeat, swelling out thicker and longer as the two gnolls sloppily lap around it, breath chilly against your now glistening skin. Your thighs bulge out and clench, fur washing in as they each nibble in at your bulbous cockhead, lapping up the increasingly copious dribbles of pre as your member throbs and jerks out to its full, monstrous length.
Your feet ache, growing uncomfortable as the heat seeps down into them. Your shoes creak, seams giving way in a surge of relief, your widening paws bursting forth as you awkwardly shake the useless leather tatters from them.
The sensations all bubble inside of your mind in a giggly slurry of pleasure, your ass wrenching down, cock jerking. But then the gnoll on the bed that you're resting against moves and you plumet face first onto the now tattered comforter as the other gnolls all snigger at your pratfall. It makes a strange pride well up inside of you, to cause them so much laughter, to have their wild arousal all focused on you . . .
Tears leaking from the corners of your eyes, you wheeze with laughter. You roll over, but instead of being confronted with the gnoll's face, your darkening nose rests inches from his ass, his short tail batting you between your eyes.
It's so lewd that you can't help but snigger, nose twitching as you take in his enticing earthy reek. However, your laughter is quickly muffled as he presses down, grinding his ebony asshole against the front of your forming muzzle. You see stars, chest creaking out, thrumming with new muscle as you drink in his addictive earthy scent.
With most of the gnolls around you tittering out their encouragement, you reach up with your hands, digits broadening, dark leathery pads springing up as you grab his massive rounded ass cheeks, spread them, and then lick forwards. The dark ring of muscle trembles as you hear the hyena bark out in bliss on top of you. He leans down and grabs your pulsing inky black cock in his animal mitt, roughly stroking down every time your tongue scrapes up his taint and over his delicious ass, growing longer and flatter, slightly more abrasive with every stroke.
You can't help but lap in harder, neck creaking out to match the other gnolls' as you press your muzzle forwards. That tensing ring of muscle quivers before your tongue slides into of him, rasping against his insides as he quivers and shakes, yowling on top of you. He squeezes your hefty balls, other hand still jerking roughly at your shaft, pressure and heat building up inside of you as the buttons pop off your shirt one by one. You're just at the point where you can't hold it in any longer, hips bucking, tongue twisting as he wrenches around it before another gnoll bumps into your partner and knocks him to the side, the bed creaking under your combined weight.
Tongue dangling from your maw, you push yourself up to your knees, lust overwhelming what's left of your rationality.
The new gnoll on the bed licks his chops, thick drool running down the edges of his chin. He leans down between your legs, nuzzling against your cock before lapping at it, making you nervously whine and snicker at the same time.
You need it. You need more.
You lean in over him, chin resting on his lower back, his tail swatting against your face. The hyenas around you cackle out as you grab his tail in your mouth, teeth pressing out into thick fangs as your reach out and rub a padded finger against his bared asshole, feeling his tail jerk every time in your thickening jaws as he slathers your cock in affection.
Your attention is suddenly drawn behind you, another gnoll grabbing your ass and then grinding his dark, erect maleness up between the crack of your ass. You can feel it pulsing, throbbing, your mouth watering as the meaty rod smears glistening, musky pre all over your backside. Your spine creaks out, jerking this way and that, haltingly tugging out into a short, brushy tail. He grabs your new bristly appendage, jerking it up and to the side, making you squeal out a peal of manic laughter, your black asshole twitching as he lines himself up.
In front of you though, another gnoll steps up to the bed, rubbing his plump balls against your face, your nose huffing, drinking in his delicious, masculine reek. He lets you snuffle in at his heavy balls before reaching down, holding your chin, and guiding his cock to your thin black lips. He slowly presses his maleness forwards between your fangs, your garbled chuckle making the gnolls around you erupt into laughter as you start suckling at that massive, pulsing cock.
You wrap your tongue around the hefty head of his shaft, lapping up a bead of salty pre as the gnoll underneath you engulfs your own cock in his animal jaws. He suckles in at your member as you buck your hips and slide forwards between his fangs, grinding against his soft palate as his rough tongue makes you shiver. Your member jerks, leaking out heat inside of his needy maw as the gnoll in front of you pets your head, a dark trail of fur bristling up between your ears and slowly trailing down your broad back as a disheveled mane, leaving you indistinguishable from the other gnolls in the room.
Then, behind you, the burly gnoll pulls your tail harder, coaxing up your hips, pressing the tip of his turgid length against you, your needy orifice straining against him. Every hair on your body bristles up as he shoves inside of you, your ass blooming with heat as your wrench around his girthy cock. He rocks ahead with his hips, jostling you forwards, driving your own pulsing maleness deeper into the gullet of the gnoll underneath you.
The gnoll fucking your face pulls back as you distractedly lap at him, his glistening member dripping with your thick spittle. He slides his member down, just at the base of the tail batting against your face before he slams into the ass of the gnoll under you with a lewd squelch.
Wild laughter pours forth from your lips, the only way to cope with the overwhelming bliss. But after just a few shrieks, the same gnoll fucking the hyena under you runs a broad paw over your face before sliding two of his thick fingers into your mouth. You can't help but suckle at them, tasting the salty musk of the rest of the cackling group on him as you slather his digits in absentminded affection.
Your insides clench, writhing around the gnoll slamming into you. Soon, his own heavy balls slap against your own with every thrust, making your own cock jerk and leak into the gullet of the thirsty gnoll underneath you. The lewd, wet squelches of the hyena getting fucked just under your chin ring in your mind as your tongue slides and rasps between the fingers twitching in your maw.
You twist between the gnolls all around you, pleasure boiling inside of your animal body, corded muscles straining as your ass is pounded, your cock slathered in affection, and your tongue pinched between two padded fingers. Every breath you take is rife with the pervasive odor of hyenine lust, the room filled with wild laughter and the squelching rhythm of the gnoll under you getting pounded at the same pace you are.
The gnoll behind you shoves in, ramming against something inside of you that makes your eyes widen, bliss resonating through you. Your balls tighten, your tail twitches, ass quivering before wrenching down in wild, uneven waves around him. You feel his cock arc up in your ass, his paws digging into the flesh of your rump. He bellows out a manic shriek as he jerks, liquid heat pumping into your tender ass.
Your own shaft jerks in the maw of the hungry gnoll under you as he rams his muzzle forwards, the tip of your cock buried in the fleshy back of his throat as you spasm, balls clenching before you start to come in halting, pressured waves. He gulps down your seed, throat bulging as you pump him fuller and fuller.
The leathery fingers in your mouth tense, the gnoll in front of you cackling as his muscles all seize. His black shaft bulges as he pulls it back, sliding out of the clenching dark entrance below you and spattering your face and the other gnoll's rump with thick streams of salty male essence. He takes his fingers out of your mouth and roughly cups your chin, holding your muzzle in place as you lap up the musky cum raining down over you.
The rest of the gnolls packed in the small hotel room all find their own pleasure, cocks spattering out over you from all angles, the shrieking chorus of their pleasure rising to new levels of mad depravity.
Your climax continues on an on as every last drop is sucked from you while the gnoll behind you makes sure you take his entire, copious load.
By the time they all pull back, you're a massive, giggling, happy heap on the bed, warm jizzum oozing from every orifice.
But instead of feeling sleepy or exhausted, you just want more.
You push yourself up, sitting on the side of the bed, watching the other gnolls as they find new partners. Your dark shaft remains hard, pulsing up against your furry belly.
Your ears twitch. In addition to the roaring laughter, there's something else: a rhythmic, but timid tok tok tok from the door.
Another gnoll yanks open the door with such force that a man wearing shorts and a blue tee-shirt stumbles unbalanced into the room, teetering over and falling against your chest.
Your face splits in a toothy, depraved grin, as you giggle into his shocked face.
This is going to be fun . . .