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• Another glorious gifted prompt for the upcoming Kinktober, this time we have some exhibitionist shenanigans with Serena and Agnes, meaning we get fluff and hypersexuality. Fun for everybody. Remember to give Jeeves a follow over on SoFurry or FurAffinity, and maybe donate to his Patreon.

Exploring the Space

"And so, like the daffodil that withers under the too-bright, too-hot summer sun, I dimish and die, returning to the earth to fuel future generations."

Dressed in a sunflower costume that looked like it had been made for a fifth-grader's school play... by the fifth grader's friends, the maned wolf collapsed dramatically to the stage, only to yelp and clutch at his back, wincing and totally breaking character.

"Ohhfuck. Ow. Ow ow ow ow..."

Sitting side by side in the stands nearby, Agnes and Serena were among the more restrained of the onlookers. They didn't manage to totally conceal their smirks of amusement, but at least they didn't start laughing out loud. Even their teacher was giggling as she stepped forward to assist the slender, forty year old canid.

"Well, Jacques. That was a... very, um, unique take on a one man character piece! Certainly fitting for today's experimental theatre workshop. Though, if I might say, perhaps it would be worth some more passes at the script in our next screenwriting session."

The plump vixen, a woman in her seventies who had enjoyed a long career playing literally hundreds of character roles on stage and screen, helped the maned wolf hobble off the stage and sit down, still in his costume, in the front row of the stands. After ensuring that only his pride would suffer any lingering damage, a few final chuckles and snorts of mirth echoing through the assembled students as Jacques tried to pull off his foam cut-out sunflower head only for it to begin disintegrating in his hands, the vixen returned to the stage clutching an electronic tablet, and scrolled down the list upon it's screen.

"Lets see... next up I believe we have, ah, a pair of newcomers for today's session! Agnes and Serena in a piece they have titled 'She.' Well, I'm always excited to see new people joining our little family of aspiring creatives, and I've been a proponent of feminist cinema since the seventies. So, come on up girls and show us what you've got!"

Serena sprang to her feet, and though Agnes was a little slower to do so, her face crimson, she rose with determination and a smile that began to spread as the snow leopard-tiger hybrid took her hand. Together they walked down to the front of the room and climbed up onto the stage. They thanked the teacher warmly, before turning to one another and leaning in to whisper gently.

"Are you ready? We don't have to do this if you're not."

The feline woman purred to her girlfriend, but giggled as the answer she received began with a playful kiss on the lips, followed by a shaking of Agnes' head.

"I want this. I... I want to show the world who I am now. Who I choose to be, and who I choose to be with."

They pecked one another on the muzzle once again, then both women turned out to face the two dozen or so figures seated around the first few levels of the auditorium's stands. They moved to stand a couple of metres apart but still side by side, looked at one another briefly, then each took a breath and began their performance.

"She set me free."

Agnes murmured with a smile, her voice light and soft and so full of joy and love, all the things that Serena made her feel. It wasn't acting. It was simply the truth, shared for the whole world... or at least, this little corner of it, to see. She giggled as she glanced at Serena and saw her lover grinning back at her, then promptly reached down, grabbed the bottom of her sweater, and pulled it up over her head in one fluid motion to reveal her curvaceous upper body clad in nothing more than a bra beneath that first layer of fabric.

"She is so, so brave."

Serena spoke next, gesturing to Agnes before reaching down and starting to unbutton her shirt, casting it aside so that she too stood in just her bra and skirt.

"She makes me feel things I never thought I'd be able to feel. Never thought I'd be allowed to feel."

The badger murmured, her voice catching with emotion and her cheeks flushing as she saw their teacher raise a hand to her heart in empathy even as Agnes reached down and started to unfasten her pants, pushing them down her legs until she was able to step out of them and kick them aside.

"She let me into her heart. She trusted me to protect her, and to show her a whole new way to live."

Serena's voice was lifted by a near constant rumbling purr at the base of her register. She hooked her thumbs around her skirt and pushed it off her legs, licking her lips as she looked out into the audience and saw more than a few of the attendees shifting in their seats, looking at her and Agnes with nervous excitement over just how far this clearly intimate, romantically driven performance piece was going to go. She held back a giggle as she considered that whatever they were imagining, it probably wasn't nearly as wild as the truth was going to be.

"She made me melt with the first touch of her lips..."

Agnes' bra fell away, and the badger's cheeks glowed scarlet as she noticed several figures in the crowd sit more upright, several guys leaning forward as though trying to hide their crotches. She smiled, and looked over with longing at Serena as the feline hybrid mirrored her actions alongside her own words.

"...she made my heart race the first time she came into my bed."

Topless, the two ladies turned to face one another, and took a long stride closer until they were face to face, bare breasts and beaming muzzles almost touching.

"She made falling in love so easy."

They whispered in unison as they reached out, hooked their thumbs around one another's panties, and stripped themselves fully naked in front of the now raptly focused, staring crowd.

"Fuck, she's hot... isn't she?"

Serena purred as she stared deep into Agnes' eyes, only to turn to the crowd and wink, grinning as a guy probably only a year or two older than herself and Agnes groaned under his breath and gave a hurried but sincere nod.

"And she... oh, god. She makes me feel so... makes me want to do things. Incredible, mind blowing, fucking obscene things..."

Agnes moaned as she wrapped her arms around Serena and pulled the other woman into a tight embrace, hands falling to the leopard-tiger hybrid's perfect ass while Serena's reached up to cup her face. They kissed deeply. Passionately. Tongues danced, lips smacked with saliva, and between breathless whimpers and gasps, the crowd could only watch and listen as the two ladies spoke the final, frantic but still coherent words of their performance.

"She..."

Serena whimpered as she and Agnes tumbled to their knees, muzzle soon sealed and prevented from saying anything more by the badger's lips.

"She..."

Agnes tried to gasp in response once their kiss broke, but gurgled in ecstasy as one of Serena's hands pushed her back onto the stage floor, while the other fell between her legs and grazed her swollen, already achingly needy clit. A second later flesh and fur was swinging around over her face. The feline woman's loins were straddling her panting muzzle, and the last thing that Agnes heard before Serena's pussy planted itself over her maw while the cat's own face plunged between her legs was a strained moan from someone in the crowd.

"O-oh my god, are they... are they really gonna..."

And of course, they did.

Serena and Agnes began to sixty-nine, to eat one another out with fevered urgency. They used every bit of knowledge about one another and every bit of practised skill they had attained from their many days and nights together with each other as well as the rest of their amorous household to make one another cry out, to make their lover grunt and whimper and scream into their own glistening, tender pussy. They pushed one another to put on the greatest and most sincere show possible, nothing exaggerated, nothing acted, just genuine, raw sexuality and burning, abundant arousal. Tongues slurped. Fingers squeezed at quivering thighs. Bodies shook and bucked against one another, and alongside their own slurping gasps and breathy, muffled cries of pleasure both women's ears twitched at the sound of the teacher speaking in a rather throaty, husky, rather unashamedly lustful tone to the rest of the room.

"Y-you see, class. These two get it. A true avant-garde performance. Not acting. Not pretending to be someone else. Honest, unbridled expression. A message delivered in the most sincere, unrestrained terms possible. The ultimate show, don't tell. And... the most incredible part, it's interactive. By witnessing this, by enjoying it, we become a part of the performance. Our racing hearts, our wet pussies and rock hard cocks... I... o-ohhh..."

Out of the corner of their eyes the two pleasure-stricken women saw the rather elderly vixen reach under her skirt and plant a hand between her legs, trembling and gasping as she obviously began to stimulate herself. A quick glance of their eyes across the room showed others following suit, but before long as their focus returned solely to each other, they only needed to listen. They only needed their ears to hear the whimpers, the gasps, the giggles and moans and soon overtly pleasure-stricken cries of practically every student in the class succumbing to either masturbation or overt sex with one or more companion close at hand.

Head spinning, eyes bulging as Serena's maw wrapped tight around her clit and began to suckle upon it fiercely, Agnes screamed into her girlfriend's muzzle and thrashed beneath the feline woman as she began to cum. She could feel her juices spilling out of her and almost see in her minds eye the cascading flow of her arousal splashing off Serena's chin as the hybrid cat continued to pleasure her with savage glee. Even through her own grunts and cries of ecstasy though the badger didn't stop her own attack on Serena's loins, and before long as she stuck her tongue as deep as it could reach into Serena and lashed the feline woman's g-spot, she and the whole class were rewarded by Serena's own explosive, yowling orgasmic release.

Still convulsing, shuddering, cumming together, Agnes and Serena dragged themselves apart and stumbled, clawed their way face to face. They tumbled into a giggling, moaning heap, stuffing three fingers apiece into one another's still quivering, pulsing pussies as their glistening muzzles met and tasted their own juices upon their lover's lips. Hurriedly they began to finger one another, not just working their lover through their current climax but pushing their pleasure onward in its wake. They kissed again and again, allowing their muzzles to part only to let one another cry out, and peered deep into one another's fluttering, glassy eyes amidst fresh looks around the room to see what their performance had done.

Agnes growled in lust as Serena's fingers curled and jabbed at her own g-spot while the badger's eyes watched the maned wolf from earlier, still in the remains of his bulky, poorly made sunflower costume lying flat on his back on the auditorium floor. His gaze was locked on the stage, on Agnes and Serena's entwined bodies, but his hands were grasping the plump middle of their elderly teacher as the vixen straddled and rode his cock, the green leggings he'd been wearing now bunched up around his knees and the vixen's skirt bunched up to expose her bouncing vigorously on his rigid, knotted cock. On two seats nearby in the front row, a horse trembled and covered his face with both hand in embarrassment as the otter sitting next to him jerked the equine's thick cock, not seeming to mind in the slightest that he was having to tend to both of them. For all his apparent nervousness though the horse didn't stop whinnying in pleasure, nor did he stop audibly, breathlessly begging the other man to stroke him faster as pre-cum dribbled down the shaft of his thick, dappled cock.

Cries of pleasure built. The sound of wild, rampant sex filled the room, and as it echoed off the walls made to carry theatrics to every last corner, Agnes and Serena's climactic cries rose above that glorious cacophony in a second wave of pure, shared rapture.

Even as the two ladies came down from their latest peaks though, as dripping paws pulled themselves from between one another's damp thighs and they scrambled up into a sitting position, scooting over to the edge of the stage and dangling their feet over the edge, the rest of the room continued their impromptu orgy. Serena beamed as she watched all those bodies writhing, all those faces alight with pleasure. No-one looked more elated and blissful at what was going on than her girlfriend though, and Serena giggled, nuzzling at the side of Agnes' neck as she caught the badger with her right hand fondling her clit all over again while the left sought out one of Serena's own paws.

"We did that."

Agnes murmured, nodding up a few rows to where a corgi lady was convulsing, clutching her own discarded shirt to her face to muffle a silent scream as a lion lashed her spasming pussy with his rough tongue.

"Sharing ourselves. Showing who we are, w-what we feel. I... I was always told that if I had those kinds of feelings, if anyone ever find out, I'd be shamed. Ruined. I'd never be able to show my face anywhere ever. But..."

The badger tweaked her clit hard, she grunted, shuddered in pleasure, and squeezed Serena's hand tighter still in her own.

"...but now I know better. Now I know the truth. Not because you told me. Not because you said it and expected me to believe it, but... because I've lived it. I've seen it. Felt it for myself. I... Serena, I never want to stop feeling this way. Cumming with you. Making love with you, and your family, and... oh god, anyone who wants me, and who I want back. But, more than that. I want to share myself. I want to show the whole world how I feel. How amazing it is to be so free, so wild. I want... f-fuck, I want so many people to know about me that it'll get back to my parents. That they'll find out the truth. That they'll know exactly what's happened to their innocent, sheltered, restricted daughter, and they won't be able to deny how much I love being damned in their eyes."

By the time the badger stopped talking she had one leg raised at the edge of the stage, knee bent, and was openly finger-fucking herself again. She gasped, gurgled, and blushed as Serena giggled and kissed her on the neck.

"That's quite the dramatic monologue. I don't remember that scene from our rehearsal."

The cat teased, only to grin when the badger looked at her with a pleading groan, then smile more sincerely at the woman she loved.

"If you want more people to see us, to see you, Agnes... I can make that happen. Me, and Riley and Ellie for sure. We can show ourselves off to the whole world with you front and centre, and this..."

Serena gestured to the room as another cascade of howling, shrieking, frantic orgasms began to surge through a handful of the myriad participants.

"This will only be a fraction of the joy and ecstasy you create."

The badger trembled at the thought. Her fingers dragged roughly back and forth over her clit a few more times in rapid succession, and as Agnes grunted, tossed her head back and began to cum yet again, she did so with Serena's arms already wrapping around her, and the feline's muzzle pressing tenderly into the side of her neck.

"Yessss..."

She gurgled to her girlfriend as Serena embraced her.

"Yes!"

She cried out for all the auditorium to hear as with a giggle Serena gently pulled the badger over onto her back, and scrambled astride her trembling, pleasure-stricken body once again, ready to begin a wholly improvised but flawlessly executed act two to their debut passionate, public performance. The first, but if the badger had anything to say about it, certainly not the last.

"Serena! Oh! Ohhhh, Serena! Yes, I... _Yes! Oohhh, yes! _"

By Jeeves.