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Potions; Fantasies Made Real

Elsif was reclining on his sofa, lost in the cushions with a controller in his hand. He was playing a game but wasn't doing all that well. The more he wriggled in place, the more he was fantasizing about what it would feel like to have big, soft mounds of flesh like that squeezing him tightly, muscles gulping in waves. It was a common fantasy of his, one he'd not yet been able to indulge. Or, more accurately, a fantasy he had for his roommate, the serpent named Jericho. Elsif didn't want to ever be inside someone else - he had a reputation to uphold - but the curiosity got the better of him often. It was a lot more fun for him, as a potential pred, to understand and feel what his prey would feel.

So, as he died again in game, he just left the menu open and wriggled his butt down between two of the soft, leather cushions. It wasn't the same as two walls swallowing him up, but it was about as close to that as he was willing to get at this time.

The door to his apartment opened, the noise startling Elsif. The wolf immediately tensed up and slipped out from between the cushions, un-pausing the game and getting back to flying his spacecraft. "Hey, welcome home. How was your day?"

"Pretty good." Jericho answered. "Pretty tired, though. It's kinda chill out and I need to do some basking before I get back to work. You?"

"Just relaxing. Playing some games. Just gonna do leftovers for tonight." He was trying to be nonchalant despite his cock being at full mast within his sheath, the tip poking out and drooling some gooey precum onto his belly. Elsif and Jericho were not shy with one another and had been living together a few years at this point. While they had a casually physical relationship, it wasn't as physical as either of them wanted due to Elsif often being too busy to initiate and Jericho not wanting to impose.

Jericho slithered over, his form delicately sliding under and around table and chair legs to get there. He was flicking his tongue, smell-tasting the air; it was quite obvious that he could sense the wolf's muskiness hovering around him. "What are you having? Noodles? I could be your noodle."

"S-stop it." Elsif growled, idly pulling a pillow over his groin to cover himself up. He wasn't blushing but he did feel warm. "No, I was just going to have some roast." He didn't want to confess to being in a horny mood despite the fact that he was caught as clear as day.

The reality was that the two of them had wanted to try something like that for as long as they'd been living together. With Jericho being a snake and Elsif being curious about vore, it was only natural that the topic had come up in the past. However, that was pretty dangerous. Without any air to breathe, a person's throat or backside or cock hole was just not a habitable environment for anyone to enjoy. At least not for more than a minute or two at a time. Jericho could hold his breath longer than most mammals - being a reptile had its perks - but that was never quite enough for the pair of them to enjoy. They wanted more. And the only way they could indulge their fantasies was to either get some potions or go to the Vore House of Klyneth.

The former was too expensive. Potions cost a ridiculous amount of coin and even if they did buy one, they needed to test it before having Jericho literally dive into Elsif. Just in case it didn't work or they calculated the timing wrong. The latter option was a bit more appealing but not really something Elsif in particular was keen on. He wasn't an exhibitionist and ever since The Vore House opened their theme park known as 'The Wilds', it didn't seem like it was Elsif's preferred method of experimentation. He preferred a more personal, intimate experience. Something he had at home.

Within The Wilds, vore was pretty much a free-for-all. Elsif did a lot of research in between work and games. He knew how things worked. Every guest who visits The Vore House of Klyneth is given a vial of Vore Juice - the potion that makes vore safe for all. Then, once the potion takes hold, they are released into The Wilds, a huge, open safari-zone styled theme park that contains all manner of biomes and thematically appropriate structures and features. The swamp area has elevated walkways and marsh huts. The mountain has a ski resort and a log cabin village. The jungle has a temple and surrounding tribe. Pretty much any biome and associated fantasy was possible there.

But therein lay the problem. Hundreds or even thousands of guests could be roaming the various regions of The Wilds, predator and prey alike. That meant that there is a chance that a larger predator than Elsif - say, a dragon or monstrous serpent or gryphon - could hunt him down and eat him while he was seeking out a more quiet and private place to enjoy the company of Jericho. Sure, he was curious about what it was like to be prey but that wasn't what he wanted and not what he was willing to do in public. If he ever was going to try something like that, it would be in private. Just with one partner, to see if he liked it before going further.

There was a key word built into every potion, so if someone says the key phrase, it will ensure that the predator either knows not to continue or makes them violently retch and thus end the scene in progress. It was a solution, but not a perfect solution. Free will was still something that can't be accounted for beyond just the punishment of being removed from the premises.

So that left both Elsif and Jericho at an impasse. Both wanted to expand their horizons, to indulge their fantasies and try out something they couldn't do normally, but neither option was viable. One was too expensive and a bit on the risky side, the other made Elsif a bit uncomfortable due to the situation potentially being out of his paws. So for as long as they could remember, they just had to fantasize about vore. The best they could do is when Jericho would nuzzle under Elsif's balls and force his head into the wolf, wiggle it around a bit, and pull out before he ran out of air. That, or when Jericho would use his tail tip and slowly insert it into Elsif's cock tip. Both emulated vore without having Jericho completely inside. The latter of the two was more fun, since it occasionally meant that Jericho's cocks could come out and grind against the inside of Elsif's shaft.

That was why, when Jericho tasted Elsif's arousal in the air he didn't hesitate to slither over the arm of the couch and curl up next to the yellow-striped wolf, deliberately getting his snout close to the exposed canine cock tip. "Would you prefer to play something a bit harder?"

Elsif huffed to himself and slowly pulled the pillow off his lap, revealing the bright yellow of his cock tip. He didn't say anything, that wasn't really his style. Mostly, he just wanted to see how far Jericho wanted to take it. He liked it better when his partners initiated, only then would he allow his more feral side to take over. He chose to bide his time, at least for now. All the while, he grinned and revealed his canine teeth, eyes narrowed and gaze focused upon the snake's glistening form.

Jericho didn't hear anything telling him not to proceed so he took Elsif's silence to be positive. He then slithered onto the canine's lap, his thick body tightly bent back and forth so no fur got between his coils. Given his girth was bigger than Elsif's upper arm, he had a bit of heft to him that pressed down on his partner's chest; more importantly, the last coil of his body wrapped tightly around Elsif's cock while the tip of his tail reverse-slithered down into the sheath to coax more out.

Elsif put down his controller by tossing it to the side. He clearly was into Jericho's affections. Eager to have a bit more fun, he started rubbing his sheath, squeezing Jericho's tail tip between the sheath flesh and his cock's bulging girth. The texture of scales against his yellow-fleshed rocket was as nice as ever, far more fun than just a paw but not quite as good as what it felt like to be buried in serpent cloaca or down a snake's hungry gullet. It would have to do.

He stroked himself, slowly peeling his sheath downward to expose more of his length. As he did so, Jericho reverse-slithered in deeper, the tip of his tail wrapping around the base of the knot until it popped out, a juicy spattering of mess bursting onto the canine's belly. Elsif's cock throbbed and would have leaked out mess had Jericho not been squeezing tight around his base, sealing off his passage.

The serpent hissed playfully at Elsif, asserting himself as he kept reverse-slithering around the canine's cock base. Before long, he had a single coil between knot and sheath, squeezing tight as his tail hoisted itself up and pointed the tip down at Elsif's, touching tips. Then, with a firm grip around the base, he used that leverage to force his cock tip into Elsif's cock opening, worming its way like a tentacle against the taut urethral flesh. It was a bit of a struggle, given how snug the canine's cock passage was compared to a rump or throat, but snakes were made of all muscle and he had the power to overcome that resistance.

In his tail went, lurching one ventral scale at a time as the tip curled inside and the loop of snake body pushed down with all its might. Elsif helped by bringing his hand up to press down as well, only to be bitten by Jericho. The serpent wanted to do it all himself; fortunately, it was a tag and not a bite, so Jericho's teeth didn't make it through Elsif's fur.

"Hey, be nice!" Elsif protested, only to be silenced as Jericho squeezed a bit harder and forced most of the rest of his tail into the canine's cock with one forceful thrust. This left Elsif squirming a bit, tensing up his legs and bucking his hips, member flexing and pushing back against the invading tail.

Despite the resistance, Jericho managed to slip his tail end in deep enough that his cloaca passed through Elsif's urethral opening. Once the pressure of cock flesh smothering is vent got the better of him, Jericho couldn't help but feel his twin members slip out, their dual shafts forming a pair of subtle bulges in the canine's shaft. He began to grind, to push down as hard as he could, and twist a bit to get the most out of the sensations before finally relaxing a bit, knowing that if they continued to fight for dominance one of them had to win and the other would be left wanting.

The pair of them resisted against one another, with Elsif tensing up his loins to push Jericho's tail out while Jericho squeezed as tightly as he could, pushing back against the constricting cock walls. Neither were able to overpower the other, so Jericho relaxed and pulled his tail out with a pair of juicy pops as his cocks burst out, leaving the wolf's cock tip gaping and drooling precum. Eager, he nuzzled up against the opening, smearing his snout with fluids in an attempt to slop at least part of himself into Elsif. Sadly, the wolf's cock wasn't quite stretchy enough to accommodate the snake's blunt nose.

Of course this didn't mean it was the end of the fun times. Elsif had gotten to his full girth, fully excited and eager to continue. It was clear they couldn't indulge their hungry fantasies, so they defaulted to something a bit more vanilla. Elsif grabbed Jericho by his tail end, curling his fingers over the serpent's body opposite his vent, then pressed the opening down on his tapered tip. His yellow rocket slid into the snake's malleable flesh with ease, forming a huge bulge in Jericho's lower belly as the snake's twin cocks pressed out and started drooling all over the place.

Elsif was lost in lust, no longer willing to hold back while his friend did all the work. He wrapped both hands around Jericho's body, bucking his hips up into the snake's body. Given Jericho's natural serpentine stretchiness, it took little to no effort for the canine's knot to slip between his ventral scales and pop in, swelling inside and forming an even more distinct bulge. Elsif's cock was considerably larger than Jericho's tail end, so the bulge was absolute, the scales stretched so taut around the yellow flesh that the brightness of Elsif's flesh could be seen through the semi-transparent flesh.

Naturally, it didn't take long from here for Elsif to begin his lengthy, drawn-out orgasm, his member throbbing and pulsating to pump shot after shot of seed deep within the snake's bowels as Jericho's hemipenes both spurted jets of serpent cum onto the canine's belly.

After a moment of casual fun, both started breathing heavily, their chests pressed down against one another. Jericho could feel Elsif's rapid heartbeat while Elsif could barely feel Jericho's, given that snake hearts beat slower than mammalian hearts.

With his knot still fully inflated, tying the pair of them together, Elsif casually reached over and grabbed his controller again, ready to play his game. At the same time, Jericho could tell their session had reached its conclusion and he had begun to slither away, using his body to grab onto the arm rest of the couch and use it as leverage in order to tug his body off Elsif's cock. Given the difference in girth between them, the tie was quite intense; not too intense for Jericho to pull off and away. Once the knot burst from Jericho's depths, he was left gaping and drooling caning cum that he rubbed all over a nearby towel before clenching up and sealing his booty shut. His cocks folded back up inside him.

"Hey, when you're done, I got us some seasonal tickets to The Vore House." Jericho said casually, slithering away with a slimy trail of Elsif mess behind him.

This caught Elsif off guard. He hadn't even gotten back into a lobby yet. "Excuse me?" His cock was still at half mast, tip drooling on his belly as his knot subsided.

"Yeah, won em at a thing at The Near and Dear. The dragon dude there was giving season passes out. I took the biggest cock, so I won the tickets. They're on the table."

Elsif just blinked. "And, uh, what's that mean exactly?"

"Means that until spring, we can both go as many times as we want. I was thinking we could go check the place out tonight. I'd say after dinner, but I get the impression we'll be eating there."

The pair of them glanced at each other for a moment before Elsif grinned, revealing his fangs as his neck and shoulder fluff stood on end. "I'll get ready!"

Elsif finished up his game by losing early so he had an excuse to leave with Jericho. Once they were ready, the pair of them left the apartment and used public transit to head north. The Vore House of Klyneth was just off the Urto trade route, across from the Nectar Squeeze. They had established themselves there a few years prior but Elsif never quite had the guts to actually visit. Instead, he and Jericho simply talked about it and did some research online.

Jericho was coiled up around Elsif's shoulders, lightly squeezed around his neck for warmth. It was winter, and there was a chance of snow, but this area of the world rarely went subzero. Still, Jericho was cold-blooded and needed that body heat. So he curled up tight, nestled deep into Elsif's neck and shoulder fur. They remained like this all the way to the stop between The Vore House and The Nectar Squeeze, where they were greeted by a few others who were milling around.

Elsif didn't recognize anyone but got a distinct feel like they were all there for the same reason. Each and every one of the others that were hanging around the stop were shy-looking and very clearly prey. Vore as a concept beyond just a fantasy was still pretty new and Klyneth was the only area in the world that had found a way to make it safe for those not naturally gifted with a safe digestive system. People literally came from all around the globe to visit, which was why the place was so expensive.

This was also one of the reasons that Elsif and Jericho had never visited. They didn't wanna dump an actual sack of coin on an experiment if it wasn't going to work out for them.

Fortunately for the pair of them, they weren't as shy and demure as the others that were hovering near the gate way to the front of The Vore House grounds. The Urto Trade route had an off-ramp that led directly into The Vore House, but it also had the stop and an overpass meant for paw traffic. This meant that the dozens of folks waiting outside could have walked right in had they not been too shy to do so. With that in mind, Elsif politely slid his way through the crowd of saurossins and other wolves to approach the front gate.

"I wonder why nobody else is going in." Jericho wondered aloud. "That's really the only reason anyone would be this far north of town. Is there like a celebrity here? Are they paparazzi?" He was correct, in that there were no other attractions or points of interest nearby. The Urto Trade Route - now more colloquially called Urto Highway - had a few intersections once it escaped the urban and suburban sprawl, but The Vore House was really the only thing of note for at least a half hour.

Elsif didn't know the answer, so he shrugged and stepped onto the grounds through a tall metal archway flanked on both sides by a five-meter-tall brick wall coated in vines. Once through the entrance, he was greeted with the sight he'd seen on the postcards, the image that adorned the opening credits of every vore video he'd seen online. It was The Manor. A majestic, three story tall castle made of black stone and entwined with green and red vines. The Gold and Red front doors that led to the main hall were illuminated in the afternoon sun. An occasional car drove down the roadway path from the parking lot to the Urto Trade Route on-ramp.

"It's exactly as I imagined." Elsif marvelled.

"What is there to imagine? We've both seen the brochures and I'm pretty sure you've seen the vorn they produce. Then again, I guess most people skip the intro." Jericho remained coiled tight around Elsif's neck, his excitement coaxing him to squeeze a little bit tighter.

Elsif politely pulled at Jericho's coils around his neck, enough to give him some breathing space without being rude. "Yeah, but I've seen it enough to commit it to memory. Let's go check it out."

And with that, they were off. No more delays, no more distractions, no more questions. They sauntered up the long, winding pathway to the front of the manor, where they were about to open the twin golden gates when it opened up automatically. They thought for a moment it may have been automatic but when a large, black dragon followed, it was clear he had just opened it. That dragon was huge, too; Elsif's face only just barely came up to his chest! It was a good thing the front gates were so large, even the most massive of predators could easily pass through.

Inside, the main hall of the manor was decked out with portraits of predators on the walls, dozens of other patrons chatting in groups, and a handful of what looked like professionals guiding them. At the one side of the hall was the concierge, a huge dark red and black wood desk with a tiny little blue and green frilled amphibian behind it. Elsif assumed that's where they needed to go so he padded over with Jericho still resting heavily on his shoulders. Nobody else was in line so he approached the amphibian, tapping his claws on the desk.

"Hey! We're new here and we were wondering what the procedure is." He reached into his pocket and laid the two season pass tickets on the desk. "My snake friend here won these in town. Are they legit? They look legit, but you can never tell."

The amphibian grabbed the two tickets and looked closely at them before licking them, one at a time. As he did this, Elsif could see a little tag on one of his frills that stated his name was Theodit. Another tag, one frill lower, said 'you can call me Theo'. "Tastes legit to me." He said.

"Wait, tastes?" Jericho asked, head cocked to the side as he tried his best to stabilize.

"Yeah, we have a thing. Anyone can imitate coin or paper, anyone can emulate most forms of legitimacy. Nobody can quite recreate the flavour we coat each of our season passes in." He punched a hole in each one before handing them back. "Up to you. Since these are season passes, you can either go out into the wilds, have some fun there - after having some vore juice, of course - or you can request some one-on-one time with one of our preds here in the Manor. You get one personal VIP visit per day, if you go the route of the latter." His voice was chipper, like he hadn't said something like that a hundred times a day already. His enthusiasm was a bit infectious.

Jericho and Elsif paused to glance at each other. Part of Elsif wanted to just go for it in The Wilds, as his heart was racing with excitement and he wasn't thinking straight. Jericho didn't seem to care one way or another. But in the end, Elsif knew what was best for him on his first attempt. "I think it might be better if we had a more private session for our first time, if that's okay with you?"

"Absolutely!" Theodit chirped, then pressed a button on his desk. Nothing seemed to happen, at least not at first. He folded up his hands in front of him and grinned. "Someone will be here to help you in a moment?"

"That's it?" Elsif asked, one ear flopped and the other perked up. "Do we get to, I dunno, chose what's going on? Like, do you pick from a selection of helpers?"

"You certainly can if you want, but only one employee is currently in the building and I think you'll like her a lot. And if you're not into the ladies, I'm sure we can call someone in from The Wilds, it just might take as much as an hour to find them, retrieve them, and get them back. So, in the end it's up to you, we always put the power in the paws of our guests!" He then leaned in close with a smirk and a knowing nod. "But trust me, I think you'll like who's comin'."

There was a bit of hesitation in Elsif; he wasn't the kind to let others chose for him. As a more dominant predator type, he preferred to be in control. However, he had respect for those who worked here and was happy to give them the benefit of the doubt at first. He nodded in approval before being shown to a nearby bench where the pair of them waited.

"You nervous?" Jericho asked, still squeezed tight around Elsif's neck.

"Hmph, no. Somewhat curious, not sure about what's going on just yet, but it should be fun. Theodit seemed pretty excited. I wonder what it will be like actually able to do this for real? Are we getting paired up with pred or prey? I wonder if they know I'm strictly pred. Or if-"

"I'm sure it's fine. Come on, just be patient." Jericho assured.

Before either of them could say another word, a white and blue insect hybrid with piercing red eyes and golden rings around her tail came hovering out from one of the side halls, her gossamer wings buzzing to keep her afloat, her hoof-claw feet a half meter above the floor. She had long, red antennae and red tendrils on either side of her maw, which resembled an insect while still having what appeared to be fox-like features as well as a thick, spotted mane. As best Elsif could tell, she was a hybrid of fox and moth, with thick velvety fur that allowed her to not be wearing any clothes. She had no breasts, and nothing could be seen between her legs; clearly all that was tucked away for discretion's sake.

"Hey!" She chirped at them, grinning as broadly as her insectoid jaws would allow, her voice subtly accented by a buzz. "I'm Foxifly! But you can call me Foxi. I understand you two are our first-time season pass ticket holders?" She remained hovering just in front of them. For some reason, others were staring at her from their groups throughout the front hall.

It was then that Elsif realized who this was. She gave them her name already, but it wasn't until he realized her notoriety that he came to understand that this Foxifly was not just some random worker but the actual co-owner of The Vore House! He didn't recognize her at first because, in the promo images, she had a more gray and black look with golden antennae and more fox-like features. However, in some of the recent vorn videos, she could be seen in this new form. And yeah, it made sense that they would have the ability to do that, here. Transformation or body alteration was insanely rare, but so was vore. Naturally, if one was an expert in vore crafting, it made sense that they had transformation abilities as well.

Elsif got to his feet and extended a hand. "Pleasure to meet you! Sorry I didn't recognize you at first. You look different than I expected." Jericho just looked confused but didn't speak.

Foxifly shook his hand, revealing a second pair of arms under her main ones; four arms total, thus six limbs. She then slowly hovered down to rest on the floor, eagerly grasping his hand with both of hers on that side. "Yeah, I get that a lot. Plus I'm not in the videos often at all, so it makes sense. You two wanna come upstairs? Have you got a scenario or setting in mind? We can chat a bit more in private." She thumbed her way towards the hallway she'd emerged from.

"Yeah, yeah. Let's go do that." Elsif agreed and followed.

The three of them headed down the hallway and away from the main room with all the other waiting patrons. Foxi led them towards a spiral staircase up to the second floor but stopped before stepping onto it in order to make some quick inquiries.

She turned to the pair of them, her eyes smiling. "So, now that we're away from the crowds, have you got any fantasies in mind? Any settings you want to explore? We've got pirate ships, caves, a greenhouse with a hot tub hot spring, we've got a lab downstairs, we've got, well, you tell us your fantasy and we'll do our best to emulate it."

Once again Jericho and Elsif glanced at one another, unsure how to respond. Elsif shrugged. "I didn't have anything specific in mind, we just wanted to see what it was like. You know? We've fantasized about this sort of thing for years but couldn't afford it and didn't wanna take a risk until Jericho here won some tickets. Have you got anything in mind?"

She nodded. "Yeah, I think I know exactly what to do for a first-timer. Something simple but always good. Nonspecific but still plenty of potential. Come, follow." She buzzed her wings and began to hover again, guiding them up the stairs to the second floor. They followed, and before long they were at a large, red and black wood door with the title 'Enchanted Forest' on it. Next to the door, a little tag said 'vacant'.

Elsif agreed, this was a good idea. He didn't have anything specific in mind, his fantasies focused entirely on the idea of having his snake buddy coiled up in his balls. Likewise, Jericho was thinking the same thing.

So when the door opened and Foxi motioned for them to carry ahead, they just stood and stared. The 'enchanted forest' room was massive. Far larger than it looked on the outside. It was hard to gauge with all the vegetation and features but he'd be willing to bet it was the size of a small auditorium. If he picked up a rock and threw it, he doubted it'd reach the opposite wall. What was more impressive was that the room itself was stuffed full of vegetation; not just ferns and shrubs, but somehow stumpy, fully formed trees with trunks and branches and all that. Interspersed between them all, a series of glowing teal crystals that illuminated the room as well as a foggy teal mist blanketing the floor. Right in the middle of the room, a pool-sized hot spring lined on all corners by slate rock and more of those gems.

It was beautiful and lived up to the moniker of 'enchanted forest' perfectly.

Behind them, Foxi shut the door and swiped a lever, indicating that the room was now occupied. Once that was done, she turned and looked to them, her visage a more sultry, sexy image. "So, you two, now that we're here, what is it I can help you with?" She dug around in her neck fluff and pulled out two vials and delicately held them between her fingers, each one a deep, fleshy red tone with a teal mist bubbling out. "Whatever your fantasy, we got ya covered."

Elsif stepped up to the edge of the hot spring, laying a paw on one of the slate-rocks that lined it. He noticed there was a steady trail of water trickling out between them that splashed in a puddle on the ground and trickled towards the side wall. He also noticed that the entire room's layout was raised by about two meters behind the hot spring, meaning the entire back half of the room was raised a bit. The front half was mostly cobblestone floor while the back was all dirt and moss and gemstones.

He reached up to guide Jericho off his shoulders, allowing his snake friend to slither off and bask on the flat slate rock lining the hot spring. "Well, we've wanted to do cock vore for, well, forever. We've tried it a bit in the past, but you know, hard to breathe air in there." He noticed that Foxi's features were growing a bit more pronounced as she hovered closer, a gooey slit forming at the end of her thick, bushy tail and a visible blue-fleshed slit between her legs. She was aroused by that. This encouraged Elsif to disrobe, tossing his jacket and kilt to the side, revealing his bulging sheath and low-hanging balls. "I guess we're just doing this, then?"

Foxi nodded. "Glad to hear it. Here." She extended her paw with the potions to the pair of them. "Drink these up, it takes a few minutes to take effect. And don't worry, you'll be fine. It's kinda slimy and gross on the tongue, but it works."

Elsif and Jericho both took their respective vials, Jericho with the end of his tail. Both of them removed the cork top and downed their concoctions; Jericho was fine but Elsif gagged a bit, it felt like mucous on his throat. Almost instantly, both of them felt a tingle deep within their guts.

"Perfect. Now come on, we'll get your bodies ready as we wait for the vore juice to take effect." She took Elsif's hand and led him to the back half of the room, gently resting him down against a perfectly-shaped, moss-covered rock, then straddled him a bit, her loins hovering just out of reach of his sheath. "Now, tell me a bit more about this fantasy of yours. Maybe share some history?"

After a blink of hesitation, Elsif grinned and nodded. "Sure! Jericho, you wanna pitch in or should I go ahead and say what I can?"

Jericho poked his head out from between two ferns. "All you, dude. I'm just gonna explore for a bit; it's quite nice in here." He turned around and disappeared into the underbrush, leaving Foxi and Elsif next to the hot spring.

"Well, I guess that's me, then." Elsif started. He nestled into the crook of the moss-covered rock, tentatively placing his paws on Foxi's thick hips while waiting to see if she allowed it. She ended up taking his hands and pressing them on her thighs, giving consent; once she did that, he felt comfortable enough to start. "Well, Jericho and I have been living together for a while and, uh. Cock vore. I don't want to waste too much time, I've wanted him in my balls as long as I've known him."

"I bet it's warm in there!" Jericho shouted from somewhere in the back half of the room.

Elsif continued. "We've tried a few things that sort of imitate the feeling, mostly him slipping his tail into me, but it's not the same. I have been able to stretch out my cock hole, though! See?" He reached around Foxi's thigh to knead his sheath, peeling the skin back to reveal more of his length. Once he was mostly exposed, he slid a couple fingertips up his shaft and then inserted a single claw into his urethra, prying it to the side with a visible gape. "See? Pretty good."

Foxi's antennae buzzed a bit as she leaned back, allowing his shaft to come to rest between her rump cheeks, her soaked pussy lips smearing fluids on him. "Well, give it a moment and you'll be a bit more accommodating. I take a special potion prior to meeting any guests, all of my fluids have a potion-like effect upon contact." As she spoke, she kept sliding back and forth, teasing his tip with her flesh. "So before long, your cock will be as hungry as you are and just as capable of enjoying a meal."

"You promise." He asked, clenching his loins and bucking his hips to tease her back.

"I promise. The stuff works, wouldn't have repeat guests if it didn't." She reached back with one of her lower hands, wrapping her dainty little fingers around his girth to ensure he was aimed right between her lips, smearing her fluid all over him in the process. Once he had some time to soak it up, she slipped a finger into his cock hole, then a second and a third. He stretched with ease, no pain or discomfort to speak of. She could tell he was enjoying it, so she slipped a fourth in and massaged him from the inside out before retreating and leaving him gaping, licking her fingers with a look in her bug-like compound eyes. "First timers are the best. You get so darn excited."

Elsif grinned and snarled a bit, showing his affection. "Yeah, it's something we've wanted a long time, but we were always a little worried about the logistics. You know, air and stuff."

"Perfect. We hear that a lot and you'll see very soon that, with some good old vore juice, it can be safe and fun for everyone." She gave another gentle rub with her pussy lips before dismounting. She then snapped her fingers from one of her lower arms to summon Jericho. "My serpent friend! I think it's just about time."

"Wait, already?" Elsif said with a gulp. He was enthusiastic and excited to finally experience something like this, but now that it was upon him he was a little hesitant. Not scared, not shy, but cautious. A healthy caution, one that got put to ease when Foxi leaned down and started stroking his member, slipping fingers in and out of him to show that at the very least his flesh was quite malleable and stretchy, far more than it was at home. That didn't immediately mean his balls were habitable, but it did mean that the potion was having an effect.

Jericho slithered out from behind, emerging from between two ferns with a wide grin on his face. "Is it time? It's time, I'm ready." Before Elsif or anyone else could stop him, he slithered over Elsif's body, caressing the base of the canine's yellow cock, then under his torso and back around to constrict his shoulders. This ended with him hovering next to Elsif's face, staring down at the gaping cock tip that hungrily drooled for snake flesh. "That's it, huh? You ready?" He turned to Elsif.

Elsif nodded and gulped. "No time better than now. Go on." His chest heaved with anticipation and his loins throbbed with arousal, his glistening shaft bobbing just off his belly. His fluffy tail tip twitched between his legs, excited, his toes curling as he waited.

By this point, Foxi had gently slipped away so as not to interfere with their fun. She was a true professional, not wanting to get in the way or distract from them. She got Elsif in the mood and confident enough to make a move, it was up to the clients, now.

With a thwip of his tongue, Jericho tasted the scenario and setting, eagerly easing his way in closer to see just what might go down. He was excited, as much so as Elsif, but didn't know how to proceed. This hesitation was evident, as he stopped just beyond tongue-length from his partner's gaping and hungry cock. His entire body swelled with each breath, accented by the beat of his heart.

Elsif saw this, so he shifted his shoulder in order to get Jericho closer. The message was clear, he was ready and so was Jericho. "Go on, I trust you." He insisted. He could feel the slow expansions of Jericho's snake body expanding against his neck as well as the more rhythmic twitching of his heart beat. Both were a little nervous to finally be taking the plunge, but they were equally excited.

Time seemed to slow as the pair of them ended up at a stand-off. Jericho wasn't entirely prepared to finally dive in, and Elsif wasn't going to grab him and force him because that wasn't his way. The looks in their eyes made it clear they both wanted it, but neither were going to make that first move. Foxi saw this and gently made herself known again by leaning in, antennae and wings buzzing. "You're safe, I promise. If you want me to leave, I can give you privacy."

"No, no. You're fine." Elsif refused. "If something goes wrong, then it's better."

"Nothing will go wrong, but that's fine. Carry on." She nodded her approval and sunk back into the dense foliage behind the hot spring, once again removing herself from the equation.

Jericho took this hint and wasted no more time before pressing his snout right up against Elsif's cock tip, flicking his tongue inside the gaping passage to taste before pulling out and pushing harder. To his delight, the canine's yellow flesh distended and dilated, widening and stretching to engulf his snout! He paused before it got to his eyes, only to gently shift his weight back and forth, his body coiling tight around his partner's neck for leverage. With his snout still buried deep in Elsif's member, he turned and looked up, waiting to see how he was responding.

Elsif's eyes went wide as he watched his length slowly swell to wrap around his partner's snout. He flexed his loins to see what that did only to see his member lurch forward, forcing his urethra farther down Jericho's snout, smearing flesh against the serpent's eyes. He struggled to not grab his friend and force him deeper; he wanted Jericho to take command of the situation so he could enter at his own pace. Mostly, he was just shocked to see how easily his flesh stretched to accommodate his girth; they had done plenty with Jericho's tapered tail but never anything with his front end. It was too blunt, there was no way a narrow urethra could handle such a thick and wide thing.

Yet here they were. Foxi had demonstrated just how easily his passage would distend with her fingers. It shouldn't have been shocking, but actually seeing it happen with such ease was a pleasant delight. A positive surprise. So good, in fact, that Elsif couldn't help but lean back and grab the vines and roots on the ground on either side of his rump, getting a firm grip for leverage.

The firm grip of Jericho's body wrapped around Elsif's neck was a bit of a turn-on, too. The constricting power of a snake was always something he enjoyed, yet the fact that it was being used for leverage for the serpent to wiggle and squirm and force his way into his cock made it all the more appealing. It was still very difficult for Elsif to not grab Jericho's body and help ease him in; he trusted his friend and knew that Jericho would go at his own pace.

And go at his own pace he did. Jericho wasted no time squirming and slithering from side to side, twisting his body to feel the torque of his scales grinding against Elsif's urethral walls. He flicked his tongue as best he could ahead of him in the tight passage, tickling the wolf from deep within. With one lurching pop, the serpent's head burst past Elsif's opening entirely, leaving him squeezed around the neck with his powerful and plump jaws forming a clearly distinct bulge in the wolf's shaft.

Elsif's eyes remained wide as Jericho loosened his grip upon the wolf's neck. At first, Elsif worried that something had gone wrong, but it quickly became evident that this was a shift in leverage. With Jericho's head completely inside his shaft, his cock opening tight around the snake's neck, he was able to tightly twist his body and use that as leverage, tugging himself in deeper with each motion. Then, once he managed to get a series of scales past Elsif's opening, he would tense up the part of him that was gripped by the canine's cock tip and use that for leverage to force himself in deeper.

To Elsif, it looked similar to a shed, with the flesh of his member peeling downward on the serpent's many scales. Only, unlike a shed, it was going in reverse, with gooey and slimy fluids soaking the scales as they slipped one at a time into his yellow flesh. He watched intently, doing his best to relax his own loin muscles as Jericho flexed in waves starting at his neck and working its way down his long body. Each wave pushed him a bit deeper until his head lurched past the base of Elsif's cock, emerging into the slightly more cavernous bend of urethra within the wolf's lower abdomen.

All the while, Jericho just pushed himself in deeper, wriggling and squirming with every movement as he felt Elsif's throbbing cock flesh sliding over and past his head and body. He was sure to tense his muscles, pushing out his scales to accentuate his every movement; this ensured that Elsif felt everything. Every scale sliding through him, every contraction. Of course, it wasn't long at all before he found himself nuzzling against an opening that led to something larger ahead. So, once he felt the canine's flesh loosening up, he pushed deeper and twisted his neck to get more leverage, using that to tug more of himself inside.

The thickest part of Jericho's body had slipped in past Elsif's cock tip and the tightest part near the base where the firmness of his knot formed a bottleneck, resulting in a sudden lack of pressure that needed to be filled. Once that thickest part came through the canine's tightest bit of his opening, the rest came easily. The snake's body released its hold on Elsif's neck entirely, then slipped up into his cock with ease, an audible slurpy squelch emanating from deep within Elsif's groin.

All the while, he could feel the deep sensation of friction and pressure as Jericho wriggled deeper and deeper, coiling about within his insides before eventually finding his way to the canine's sack. He could see the distinct shape of snake head pressing out against his furred pouch, only to have it pull away and clench again, tugging more of him inside. Before long, the last of Jericho's tail tip disappeared into the gaping, yellow chasm of Elsif's cock opening. As his body pulled in deeper, this left the canine's passage to seal up, audible juicy sounds bubbling up from within as his fluids sputtered out and trickled down his shaft.

Inside his sack, Jericho began to coil and slither in circles, pressing his body out against the inside of the bag, stretching the canine's flesh in the process. Before long, Elsif found his friend was completely inside, balled up within his sack as his furred balls expanded so far it pressed out against either of his paws. His orbs had grown so much he had no room between his widened legs!

But that wasn't all. Jericho kept slithering, portions of his serpent form pressing out against the canine's furred sack, teasing him and giving him all the deep sensations of pressure and friction he hoped to feel. Furthermore, the steady grind of scales against his insides was like a never-ending thrust as the friction never stopped. It was just constantly grinding against his loins from deep within, teasing his belly from below and against the base of his cock all the while. It was so overwhelmingly wonderful he couldn't help but curl his toes and let his eyes roll back in his skull.

Elsif gripped the roots on either side of the rock he was on, using that to hold himself in place as he bucked his hips, each bucking motion sloshing his sack and the gooey mess that his serpent friend had been churning up inside him. He felt on the verge of orgasm but the pressure never dissipated, never gave him the release he wanted so much. In a way, it made him feel a little uncomfortable, like having blue-balls. Only, instead of the deep discomfort that came with that, he just felt a building pressure akin to being on the cusp of orgasm, that sensation immediately prior to release. Perpetual orgasm, a never-ending climax.

And the more Jericho slithered and shifted inside his ball sack, the more intense the sensation. It got so powerful he found himself whimpering a bit, a meek yet cute little whine escaping his lips. He was at the mercy of his partner's perpetual internal slithers. He wanted to cum, to get that release, but with Jericho inside him there was no way that was going to happen. The pressure just kept building and his serpent pal acted like a plug, stopping that release from coming.

Foxi could see this was happening, and could clearly see the desperation in Elsif's visage. She emerged once again from the foliage to sidle up next to Elsif, two of her four hands resting upon his bulging sack, palm pressing down to feel every motion from Jericho. "You doing alright?" She asked, her voice soft yet raspy like a buzzing bee.

"Hngph..." Elsif grunted with a nod. He was enjoying himself, loving every minute of it, but his body hadn't yet adapted to perpetual, never-ending blocks, stuck on the plateau prior to climax.

But Foxi was aware of this typical sensation; she lacked a cock of her own, but had been working with enough cock vore preds to find when there was a bit of a plug or stoppage. "This happens some time, the body is safe but not entirely prepared for someone in your groin. Here, I'll help you get him out." She crawled up next to Elsif, those same two hands once on his ball sack now wrapped around the base and tip of his cock. Her smaller, lower hand cradled his knot while her larger, upper hand began fingering and tugging the flesh of his cock's opening, widening it and preparing it.

Elsif bucked into her, loving the exterior stimulation almost as much as the internal grinding of his snake friend's scales. However, this was not the extent of Foxi's help.

The moth hybrid crawled up onto Elsif, careful to not kneel on the shifting and bulging ball sack as she found her position. Once she was comfortably in position, she reached back with both of her smaller, lower hands to wrap around under her thick bushy tail and grab his cock, aiming it between her rump cheeks so it could find her eager pussy lips. Once his tip found her opening, she descended upon him, her blue speckled pussy flesh enveloping his yellow, swallowing him up one bulge at a time until even the girth of his swollen knot popped into her.

She was, of course, well equipped to handle any partners thanks in part to the vore juice potion. It allowed her body to adapt, even if that meant that her loins could stretch enough to slide over a thick, hyper-sized cock and knot with ease. That's why, when she came to relax upon him, she let out a long, drawn out buzz as she felt his knot lobes slipping into her and locking into place. She locked eyes with Elsif, grinning her insect mandibles at him. "Think this will help?"

He could only nod slowly as another round of snake slithering churned his loins more. He bucked into her, but was calmed when she put all four of her hands on his chest, the buzzing of her internals vibrating his body from neck to loins.

Foxi's wings started to twitch and vibrate behind her as she leaned in close, nuzzling his cheek while grinding against his sheath. His knot remained firmly lodged within her, able to twist and shift inside without coming out, their resulting gyrations stirring her loins while his knot served as an anchor within her. The extra friction on his yellow flesh was intense, and it was hitting all the right spots for her, too. She tugged a bit, extending her thick legs to pull off his knot, deliberately relaxing her loins to allow his knot to burst out of her only to have her slam herself back down upon him, taking him again.

She seemed to have complete control over her depths. When she clenched, she could lock him inside with little to no chance to escape, yet when she relaxed or pushed out his bulging knot popped out with ease. All she had to do was decide if she wanted to take him or knot and his entire girth from tip to base could plunge in and get pulled out with no resistance. So that's exactly what she did. While relaxing, she hovered up over him and then slammed down, bouncing on his cock with knot and all repeatedly, her loins caressing him and delicately relaxing and clenching in time with every bound.

As she did that, like it wasn't enough, she leaned in close and nuzzled his cheek, using her mandibles to nibble and pluck the fur there. Slowly, as she continued to ride him and expertly caress his cock length with every motion, she got up high enough for her insect jaws to playfully bite his ear lobe, tugging a bit before returning to his cheek for more nibbles.

He grabbed her hips and tried to grip her as best he could but found her thighs to be a bit too thick and strong for him to wrap his hand around her flesh. Perhaps it was the insect in her, or maybe she was just very strong in that area, but the best he could do was grab ahold of her fur and fluff in an attempt to keep her as low on his shaft as she could go.

Throughout Foxi's rodeo ride on him, he felt Jericho swirling about within his sack, flexing and pushing out in between bouts of knotting himself up and untying again. However, it wasn't until Foxi's tail cradled the underside of his balls that he realized that she had muscle control there, too. Her tail, as best he could see between aggressive bounces, had a maw at the end of it that she'd not used up to this point. He was vaguely aware of it leading to her womb - same as her loins - but he wasn't really thinking about it with a snake stirring his cum inside his sack and Foxi riding him like a stud.

Once her tail had curled up under his sack and had effectively changed the angle at which it connected to his groin, Elsif suddenly felt a shift in pressure as Jericho's snout found its way back into his lower abdomen. And that was when Elsif knew that it was time to have him come back out. At least for now. The thought of his climax coming and forcing Jericho into Foxi's womb was insanely hot, but it wasn't to be. Just as he was about to clench up and ejaculate his serpent friend, Foxi stopped.

She matched eyes with him and grinned before slowly rising off him, her pussy walls tugging his yellow cock flesh slowly and sensually before leaving him exposed to the warm, humid air of the Vore House room. She nodded in approval and stepped off, crouching next to the pair of them with her loins drooling combined fluids into the moss while she watched.

Elsif did feel a little disappointed that he didn't get to fill her with snake, but one glance down at his cock revealed a gaping, gasping cavern all the way down his length, revealing the green-scaled snout of Jericho smothered by his urethral walls. A few spurts of his cum came bursting and splashing from between the scales and flesh, some glorious mess he felt the need to catch with his open maw.

He wrapped his hand around his shaft as he felt Jericho's form emerging into his cock, the growing girth pressing out against his palm. With his maw opened in front, he used his tongue to plug his opening and wrapped his lips around his tip, sucking as he felt his balls tensing up and squeezing Jericho out of his depths.

The pressure was intense and Jericho seemed stuck for a moment before Foxi came over to knead the canine's ball sack. The extra help dislodged Jericho from Elsif's loins, allowing the ejaculate to propel the serpent head-first right into Elsif's gullet! He gagged a bit, not quite being prepared for such an intense and powerful sensation at the back of his throat, but he was prepared for his and the pair of them had indeed tried something like this before. With Jericho able to hold his breath for a bit, he was able and willing to probe Elsif's gullet a bit before pulling out.

Only this time, there would be no pulling out. Once Jericho's head emerged from Elsif's cock tip and emerged directly into the canine's throat, he just kept going. The pressure from the ejaculation and the fact that Jericho wanted another warm hole to enjoy encouraged him to immediately anchor himself in Elsif's throat, slithering right on down with one fluid motion. Given that he'd already burst through a narrow urethra, a hungry, gulping gullet was a breeze.

Elsif was just as eager to have his friend in his belly. With a bit of gulping to ease the snake's passage, Elsif eagerly swallowed him, a shudder overcoming his body as he felt the squirming tail end tickle his throat all the way down. Once Jericho came to rest happily within his belly, he revelled at the bulge and patted himself, content. His cock sputtered more seed onto his throat and he let out a bit of a belch, his cock tip sputtering its own sort of belch as his ball sack returned back to its normal size.

Then, all at once, Elsif just collapsed. With a belly full of snake and his balls drained all over his bulge, he couldn't help but just let his eyes cross and his tongue loll out. He licked his chops as Jericho's bulge pressed out against his palm.

"Satisfied?" Foxi asked as she hovered over him, smiling down at his content form.

He just nodded.

"Good. I can assure you that you and your friend are safe. However, I don't think I need to stick around any longer. I'm satisfied, you're satisfied, all you have to do is patiently wait to pass him or spit him back up."

"How long will that take?" Elsif asked, shifting in place so he could get on his knees, belly bulge hanging over his thighs and pressing his still-erect cock down between his knees. "Do I need to-"

She buzzed playfully at him and hovered down to poke him on the nose. "Don't you worry about that, the vore juice potion has been tested thoroughly and will give you exactly as much time as you need. Play safe, if you need someone, there's a buzzer by the door, darlin'," She then turned and waved, jauntily leaving him in a prone position next to the hot spring.

Elsif just stood there, happily rubbing his belly as Jericho slithered inside him. Just as promised, however, it wasn't long at all before Jericho found the back exit of his belly, his thin body worming its way into his intestines and through his bowels. He spent the majority of the next hour or so happily stroking himself, playing with his tail hole for fun, and enjoying the sensation of his buddy exploring his every bend and curve inside.

At first it felt weird in a good way, then weird in an awkward way, then for a little while he felt little more than a subtle bloat as Jericho's body was temporarily entirely within his winding, twisting gut. It was then that Elsif suddenly felt like he had to relieve himself.

He got up to instinctually find a bathroom to take care of that, but it wasn't long at all before he realized two things. First, he didn't need a toilet if it was Jericho that was coming. And second, he wouldn't make it far. The pressure was building, and there was only one place he could think to go.

Tentatively, he stepped into the hot spring, the steam enveloping him as he slowly descended into the water. Once he was up to his neck, he could feel his bowels loosening, his guts relaxing enough to let his little guest poke his snout out from under his tail.

Unlike his cock, his rump was well-trained enough that, like Foxi, he had plenty of control over when Jericho did and did not have the freedom to move. Curious to hear from his friend, having just returned from a guttural expedition, he grunted and pushed down, aiding Jericho's back-door escape.

The snake's body burst from his depths with a cloud of fluids that obscured the otherwise clear water. He floated for a moment before jerking to life and slithering in place, his coils cresting the water a few times until his head burst out and he gasped for air. A few coughing fits later, he was relaxed with his chin on the slate rock lining the hot spring, his body slithering in place to ensure he didn't float away. He was exhausted, but satisfied.

"So how was it?" Elsif asked, sidling up next to him. His belly was still a little sloppy and distended from having a snake travel through him, his cock still gaping and his rump a little tender. All of him from gullet to gut and beyond in all directions felt just a little sore - in the good, post sex way - and he couldn't help but eagerly ask what his buddy thought.

Jericho pulled himself up out of the water, curled up in a tight ball, and grinned broadly as they locked eyes. "Let's go back to the lobby, get another potion, and do that again!"

"You sure? I thought we only got one Manor experience per day?" Elsif wondered aloud.

"We can try it in The Wilds. Who knows what sort of fun will happen! Come on, we've got season passes, I wanna do this every day!"

A grin slowly spread across Elsif's face. The tingle of post-vore passing coursed through his internals, leaving him with a perpetual sensation of post-orgasm bliss. He couldn't have agreed more.