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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

"What happens when the world's largest adult entertainment companies purchases a cutting edge tech company?" The slick haired weasel up on stage began the introduction to the sparsely filled hotel conference room. "I'll tell you what, a fun new adventure with boundless possibilities, that's what!" It was obvious he wasn't a natural salesperson, barely managing to garner a response from the crowd as he paced back and forth excitedly across the stage.

"I'm Steve Gates and today we're here to demonstrate our latest invention in personal pleasure, the Pleasure Pulse Panties! Or as the nerds back in engineering call them, the PtPPPD...or Point to Point Personal Please Portal Device. I like to think of them as the Whackhole!" There was an almost visible wave of cringe washing over the crowd as the weasel laughed at his own jokes. The tension in the room palpable as he stood for an agonizingly long moment waiting for someone to laugh, his perfect little white teeth and grey polo neck sweater, all up to his horn rimmed glasses just made him look like a stereotypical salesman that people wouldn't trust.

"Instead of just telling you about this invention, let me show you what it does!" The weasel eventually turned and strode over to one side of the stage, looking a bit crestfallen that his jokes hadn't even gotten a faint chuckle from anyone. A few people had already gotten up and left, even more heading out as the weasel stuck his hand into what looked like a fleshlight with a glowing blue outer ring, his hand appearing out of the crotch of the panties on the opposite side of the stage. There were murmurs of this being nothing more than a cheap magic show and not what people had signed up for, soon leaving only eight couples and a few of the staff from the demonstration.

"Fine, I'll cut to the chase" The weasel huffed in annoyance as a rabbit couple got up and were about to leave, catching their attention. "We're looking for a few couples to beta test these devices before we release them to the public. Any interested parties, please see Donald in the front row and sign your names to get the NDA nonsense worked out"

After a brief Q and A session to alleviate any concerns the participants might have about such a device, there would be a total of six remaining couples whom would be partaking in the test. The portal devices working loosely on the Quantum Superposition theory, of matter existing in two places at once. But to the weasels understanding, he simply described it as being a "black hole" of sorts which is why he referred to is as a "Whackhole", hopeful his joke would land now after a brief explanation, once again no one laughed. When asked why this technology wasn't being used for more humanitarian needs, Steve admitted that the technology wasn't able to be scaled up to a size bigger than what they currently were, plus it wasn't a good idea to go opening up black holes willy nilly all over. These were specially designed to run on a person's bodily waste if the need be, but usually one could sit on the charging pad and charge them up like a modern mobile phone and couldn't sustain a portal for extended periods of time. New advancements were being made to them all the time, "Soon they'll have Bluetooth functionality!" the weasel exclaimed at one point.

"Due to staffing restrictions we don't have enough people to monitor everyone closely, as such we will be paring you up in hotel rooms to watch over each other and alert our staff of any issues. Women on one side and men on the other side of the hotel, we need to keep some distance to ensure a sterile testing environment. The test will run during the course of this evening and will conclude tomorrow morning, please use the tablets waiting for you in your hotel rooms to record your findings, questions and comments which will automatically be submitted at the close of the test tomorrow" A rather bored looking white rat in a lab coat droned on, reading off her clipboard.

"Alright, please listen up for your bunkmates and pair up so we may get this show on the road!" The weasel perked up as he rubbed his hands together I glee, giving the white rat a nod to proceed.

"Let's have...the Nottingham's and Warren's together over there, the Cummington's and the Fuller's in the middle, and finally that just leaves....the Fowlers? Are you two related?" The rat looked up from her clipboard at the two young ebony wolves sitting glaring at each other. The sister turning to look at the rat before replying with a curt "yes".

"No problem, you'll be on opposite ends of the building, which looks like it'll be a good thing..." the rodent said with a roll of her eyes at the two youngsters annoying antics.

"Right, gentleman please follow Donald to reception and collect your room keys. Ladies, please follow Ms. Brian backstage to get prepared for this evenings testing!" came Steve's final call before he exited stage left.

Even before the weasel had vanished from sight Ms. Brian felt she could cut the tension with a knife, even with her lack of empathy and understanding. The foxes and rabbits were giving each other sidelong looks, perhaps just from tradition of the long standing predator and prey aspect of their natures. Then the well to do leopard couple were clearly looking down on the plainly dressed and somewhat grubby looking Equus asinus, or "Donkey" couple as they were commonly called. Lastly the two young wolf siblings were practically bristling at one another, there seemed to be no love lost there. They practically had to be pulled apart by their respective partners. Even the big muscled Doberman had a hard time holding his girlfriend back, practically shoving her after her brother's husky girlfriend to head back stage.

While the men made their way up to their respective rooms and waited for their remote terminals as they were told they were called, the ladies were given a little demonstration of how to activate the underwear, along with the warning that once they were on, they wouldn't be coming off until the test was over. The underwear was a one size fits all affair thanks to the technology behind them, as indicated in the demonstration they would be powered by either sitting on the charging pad, or simply by the wearer relieving themselves. Again this was demonstrate by Ms. Brian upending a rather generous container of liquid and a candy bar into the crotch of the underwear which dissolved almost instantly, leaving the underwear as clean as ever. Even pressing her paw into the mess inside the underwear to demonstrate they were smart enough not to harm the wearer. As a final selling point to convince the women in the room and set aside any fears if they worked, the rodent would lift her skirt to expose her own underwear which showed clear signs of movement as something hard was thrusting in and out of her. Flipping on the display screen behind her, they were shown the image of the weasel from earlier busy thrusting hard into what looked to be a fleshlight. "Jackass thinks I don't know it's him...could tell by the small prick" Ms. Brian stated flatly which finally got a laugh from some of the ladies.

With their fears addressed, the ladies were all fitted with their test underwear for the evening. Ms. Brian came past with Donald in tow as she paired up the remote terminals and slotted them carefully into their respective slots on the trolley to be delivered to the men waiting upstairs. Once the final steps were finished, the women were taken to reception by the rodent to retrieve their room keys and sent upstairs to prepare for the test to begin, perhaps as soon as the men received their remote terminals.

Donald was always a little slow, but liked to think of himself as a ladies man. The chubby fox with thinning hair and crooked teeth had the self-confidence most young Hollywood actors would kill for. As he rode the elevator up to the floor where the men were waiting, he couldn't help but flirt with the attractive young cleaning lady whom looked rather nervous beside him. The young raccoon girl fidgeting with her cart and trying not to make eye contact with the fox, which he only took as a sign of her being shy around such a handsome fellow such as he. The door chimed and slid open, Donald without breaking his stare at the young raccoon girl pushed his cart out the door and into the oncoming group of kids running down the hall which sent the trolley crashing to the ground and scattering remote terminals. The fox panicking as he scrambled to collect all the terminals, trying his best to remember which one went to which room. Giving the giggling raccoon girl one last meek smile, he tucked his tail between his legs and headed towards the waiting men, hoping for the best.

The first room would be the fox Robin Nottingham and the rabbit Charles or Charlie Warren, both of whom were eagerly awaiting their terminals to get to business. It seemed they had a healthy rivalry going on as they were determined to see which was better in the sack, the rabbit or the fox.

Amber Nottingham and Lola Warren were laying patiently on their beds, watching the television and discussing their reasons for doing this silly test. Amber was just trying to get her husband to be a little more spontaneous, the fox was a bit of a stick in the mud as one would expect of a chartered accountant. Meanwhile Lola had a more sentimental reason for her participation, being a teacher herself with her husband working construction, money was tight and they were at that stage in life where they wanted to start a family. So a little extra cash wouldn't hurt, especially while they were getting paid to basically do what they would've already been doing at home.

Just as the vixen and bunny were starting to wonder when their men would begin, Amber jumped as she suddenly felt fingers inside herself. A gasp to her right indicated Lola too was being teased, the bunny starting to squirm on her bed. It felt weird to have something inside her but nothing to grasp or buck against, especially when the fingers inside her suddenly started buzzing at her G-spot. Amber's eyes nearly rolling into the back of her head, she didn't even think her husband knew about that spot. "Oh god, his tongue feels longer like this!" Lola squealed as she bucked and squirmed on her bed as obviously her husband began eating her out. The rabbit getting rather turned on, so much so that Amber could hear the faint wet sounds of a tongue lapping between her folds. Her turn came soon as well as lips found her clit and began sucking on it with surprising vigor, though the teeth felt blunter than her husband's usually did. The vixen trying to make a mental note to ask about that tomorrow morning, but with her first climax being wrung from her so quickly at having her G-spot and clitoris assaulted in tandem, she quickly forgot about it. Looking over to her right, it looked like the bunny had also had a great climax, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath, staring with a drunk smile at the ceiling. Her smile faltering as she began to groan, her thighs parting for an invisible lover as she groaned out to the vixen "Ooh, he's...he's entering me...feels...kinda different" she said with some confusion. Amber barely had any time to question what Lola meant as she too felt her husband's length nudge against her opening before pushing inside her. In and in it went, deeper and deeper as it stretched her out. The vixen waiting for her husband's knot to kiss her opening the way she loved, only it never came. The cock inside her went deeper than her husband ever had, but there was still no sign of his knot. The surprised vixen wouldn't have much time to reflect on this however as the length quickly began to pound into her, faster than her husband ever had managed. Strong thighs were working that length in and out of her at a rapid pace, making the vixen squeal and whine as she was fucked fast and rough, something she hated to admit that she found she really was enjoying. Both rabbit and vixen turned to look at one another, a knowing look shared in their eyes before turning to stare at the ceiling as cocks that weren't their husbands pounded them good and hard.

Lola would let out a yelp as something thick popped inside her and locked the shaft within her, feeling the hot rush of seed spilling inside her. Moments later Amber felt the same hot mess spilling within her too, only there was no knot locking the cock inside her. Instead it withdrew a little, only to begin bucking into her again. Whomever was on the other end of the portal wasn't done yet it seemed, the vixen discovering she was in for a long night of fucking. Meanwhile it looked like the rabbit was having her first knot climax as that bulb of flesh tied with her, rubbing over spots she never had touched before. Her hips bucking from the bed as she tried to grind against a lover that wasn't even in the same room as her.

"I doubt my Reginald would even use his terminal thingy, he's far too sophisticated for that" the snobby snow leopardess chided the smiling female donkey beside her.

"He don't know what he's missing out, heck...I done put mine on backwards to give old Dick a surprise!" Ginger Fuller hollered, braying as she turned about and bent over to show off indeed that she had somehow managed to put the portal panties on backwards.

Darla Cummington wrinkled her nose in disgust at the sight "You mean to tell me you actually let your husband do that to you? I thought Reginald was a monster for merely suggesting it!" She practically growled before sitting down on her bed with her legs cross at the ankle and arms folded across her chest, doing her best to ignore the low class roommate she'd been stuck with.

"Hell, cheaper than buying protection, fun too! Though I suppose you'd haveta remove that stick from your ass before poor old Reggy could get in there!" Ginger teased the feline whom was beginning to turn scarlet in a mixture of rage and indignation.

"Now see here you...oooh...oh my god! Reginald!" The felines angry response dissolving instantly as something began happening within her underwear she was not expecting. Her hands clasping over her mouth as she tried to stop herself from groaning out like a common whore.

"Something wrong?" Ginger asked with mild concern, despite how the feline had been treating her so far. Darla merely shook her head, staring wide eyed at the donkey peering at her with concern, replying with a single word "Tongue" to which the equine laughed.

"Guessing Reggy don't dine at the Y too often, eh? Ooh, speaking off...mmmn....damn, Richie boy never eats my ass..." The confused Ginger said, shifting about as she too felt a tongue against her pucker, having expected her husband to just go balls deep in her like he usually did. She'd never felt his tongue under her tail before, thinking the roughness must just be because of the panties and her lack of experience with this. It looked like both women were in for some new experiences, their husbands trying something new now that they had full access to their wives goods. Darla panted and groaned, her hips starting to buck a little as the pleasure of the tongue delving past her petals into her started feeling too good to ignore. Gripping a pillow between her thighs as she squirmed her thighs side to side, trying to grind against something real as she was eaten out for the first time in her life. Ginger for her part was just bending over and resting her hands on the bed, plush backside bucking back into the air like some sort of crazy dance as she groaned and huffed, enjoying the tongue teasing her star. "Damn Dick, enough tongue already...just fuck me with that thick cock already..." she said to no one in particular.

Almost as if on cue, Richard would do just that. Only it would be Darla that squealed and squirmed as a long thick cock began sinking into her. Eyes wide and claws sinking into the bed as she felt herself stretched far wider than Reginald ever had, deeper too as she felt a clearly not feline cock begin to hammer in and out of her. With pleading eyes she looked over to Ginger and groaned out a lusty "Dick..." to her, hoping to alert the equine to what was happening. But Ginger's eyes were closed as she groaned out a lusty "Finally, fuck that butt you dirty donkey!" as her hips bucked and quaked. A confused look on the donkey's face as a smaller cock started thrusting in and out of her behind than she expected, reaching over to grab the tablet and make a note about it shrinking her husband's package before sighing and resting her head on her folded arms and watching as the snobby leopardess's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she looked to be getting the fucking of her life. Faint schlick schlick sounds of a thick cock working in and out of a tight pussy heard, Ginger grinning as she chimed in with "Atta girl, you ride that dick!" while she too bucked back against the smaller dick than she was used to fucking her in the ass, clenching her cheeks how she knew Richard liked and was rewarded with a sudden spurt of hot seed inside her. Even that load seemed smaller than what she usually got from her husband, but at least it felt like he wasn't going soft this time, the thrusting starting up again, more frantic this time.

"Hey dude, check it...it's your sisters pussy" The large Doberman teased the young wolf as he waved his remote terminal in front of Chris's face.

"Dude, gross! I don't want to see that, get it out of my face!" Chris growled as he slapped the other canines hand away.

"Oh my god, they could be twins!" Frans barked a laugh as he retrieved Chris's terminal from the trolley and turned it on, holding them side by side.

As much as Chris hated to admit it, he actually couldn't tell them apart. Both his husky girlfriend with her unusual dark coloring and snug little pink pussy did look scarily like his sisters cunt. Something he wished he'd never have had to of seen, but now that image was burned into his brain thanks to his sisters asshole boyfriend. He honestly didn't see what she saw in him, snatching his terminal from the Doberman before giving a shy thanks to Donald whom beat a hasty retreat from the room. Even before the door had closed, Frans was already slipping out of his clothing and showing off the thick red erection he was sporting.

"What's the matter pup, never seen a man's dick before?" Frans smirked as he slowly licked along the exposed vulva on his terminal, making sure Chris saw as his long tongue delved between the folds.

Elsewhere in the hotel, Cathy Fowler was trying to hate her brother's big chested girlfriend, thinking of her as nothing but a big titted beach bimbo. But CJ Barker was surprisingly bright and friendly for someone that worked as a lifeguard, hell if Cathy wasn't so convinced she was straight, she might actually have tried her luck with the gorgeous husky. Their conversation interrupted by a sudden and rather cute squeak from the husky as she blushed, excusing herself and heading into the bathroom quickly, trying to cover up what was happening, but the loud groan that came drifting from the door said it all. Granted it was a little awkward hearing her brothers girlfriend groaning his name and begging him to lick her deeper in the next room.

Chris just rolled his eyes as he watched Frans lick and suckle at his sister's cunt as if he was eating a juicy peach. Sighing and shaking his head, he would lay back on his bed and try picture CJ straddling his muzzle like they'd done dozens of times before as he lowered his terminal to his muzzle, beginning with a few gentle kisses and licks, tracing along one side and then the other of her slit. Even giving her petals a couple light nibbles and tugs how she liked, grinning as he felt the pussy within the terminal getting rapidly damper.

"Oh god, that's new Frans..." Cathy whined as she felt her pussylips being gently nibbled, something she'd have to ask him to do again. Thinking maybe he was just showing off in front of her brother as he even began sucking on her clit, something he usually ignored before just plunging on in. For some reason this gave Cathy a sick satisfaction knowing her brother was watching Frans feast on his older sister's cunt right beside him. Though from the sounds coming from the bathroom, it sounded like her brother might be too busy with other things as CJ yipped and barked in what was obviously her getting fucked hard and fast. "Little bro has so much to learn about women, pacing dumbass..." the she wolf grinned to herself as she enjoyed the tongue and lips between her thighs.

Chris did his best to ignore a grinning Frans as he pumped the terminal up and down his thick red cock while staring straight at the young wolf. "Man, your sister feels tighter than ever. You'd swear she'd never taking this big cock before!" the Doberman mocked with a smug smirk. With a sigh Chris just pushed his pants down to expose his own length, grinning to himself as the smirk quickly evaporated from Frans face.

"Holy...f...fuck!" Cathy suddenly groaned out as a thick cock slowly began to nudge its way into her, stretching her wider than she'd ever been stretched. The feeling was both of pleasure and pain, but more of the former thankfully as she bucked and writhed while trying to get away from the feeling. Eventually finding herself kneeling on her bed with her face in her pillow, biting down on it as that thick shaft slowly drew back, leaving her feeling hollow. All those sensations rushing back as it bucked into her again, making her whimper and groan into the pillow, again and again as the thick cock started to thrust into her. Quickly grabbing her tablet and making a note that it seemed her panties made her boyfriend's cock bigger...with a special part requesting that feature be kept in! With her eyes rolling into the back of her head, Cathy bit down on the pillow as she settled in to enjoy a good fucking.

CJ stumbled back into the room in a huff, seeming flustered and a bit annoyed as it seemed her boyfriend had gone soft halfway through fucking her. She was so close to cumming too, her concern for Chris fading when she saw the sight of Cathy face down and ass up on the bed while she was getting a good hard fucking. With the portal on her panties temporarily deactivated, CJ watched with a grin as she touched herself, rubbing her needy slit through her underwear to bring herself to climax almost in time with Cathy.

"These notes and readings don't make any sense!" Ms. Brain grumbled over breakfast the next morning, looking over all the notes from the various couples.

"Uhm...I may have...kinda...accidentally...you know, switched them around?" Donald stammered from around a mouthful of bagel, wincing at the glares the weasel and rodent suddenly shot at him.

"You did what!?" Steve the weasel screamed at Donald as he finally came clean about the little mishap.

"Do we tell them?" the rodent asked with a sigh, looking down at the notes. "In particular, the rabbit lady whom was in estrus and prime to conceive. Also...the two young wolves, they were...related." Ms. Brain tapped a pen to her chin in thought.