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The Other Side of the Lens

By Danath

Jayce © Jayce

Written during Freebies Vol. 89: Just Plain Rude! Edition

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CONTENT WARNING - CV/VORE

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"Right this way, please, your photographer will be with you shortly."

Jayce followed the short otter down the hallway and into the photo studio. It featured a large backdrop wall, plenty of lights, and an assortment of cameras and controls.

"You can change over there," the otter said, motioning towards a small room divider screen set up in one corner. The otter's eyes slid down Jayce's slender neck, over the lion's tight black cocktail dress, past the straps around his shoulders to his lean, tight belly and wide, plump thighs. The lion's tufted tail tip was a shocking shade of platinum blonde, matching the long hair draping down his backside in lieu of a proper mane. "Of course, if you're ready to start, you can wait just there."

"Oh, he's not ready," another voice said. Smooth and silky but with a gentle underlying rasp, the feline presence seemed to appear behind the otter out of nowhere. A wide pair of black-furred jaws moved next to the otter's twitching ears and continued speaking. "He still has to get into his outfit."

"Uh, right! Right, of course," the otter said, quickly jumping away and backing up towards the door. His eyes widened as the smirking black panther's hips cocked to the side, accentuating his smooth, tight, curvy body. It stirred something deep in the otter and he wasn't sure it was something he could handle.

Cary's bright red tongue swept across his lips as he watched the otter scramble out the door of the photo studio. The panther gazed around the room, his rope-like tail twitching across the backs of his bare legs. The lush, glossy midnight black pelt pulled across his belly and thighs, surrounding the barely-there pair of black shorts hiked up under his tail. Up top, the femboy panther's smooth chest squeezed into a t-shirt a size or two smaller than necessary. Cary's gaze eventually moved on from the umbrella lights and tripods back to what really interested him: the cute little lion in the dress already trembling at the thought of getting his photos taken.

"Well? Go on and get changed," Cary growled. His sharp white teeth emerged as the slutty lion's ears went back. "I can tell you're gonna look great already."

Unfortunately for the panther's schedule - namely, getting these photos done before taking Jayce home to fuck the little lion slut stupid - was being delayed. Even after Jayce was finished changing into the costume for the photoshoot, the photographer had not yet arrived. Another five minutes, then ten, then twenty minutes passed as Jayce shivered in his costume, trying not to stain the front with his excitement. Cary passed the time making comments that definitely caused the lion to stain the front of the costume, but even that got boring. The photo studio had a nice backdrop and some furniture to pose with, but wasn't exactly a romantic place. And anyways, Cary thought, he wanted the little lion looking good in the photos, and after what he was planning, there wouldn't be a good opportunity for the next several days.

The panther's lips curled at the corners as he enjoyed planning out Jayce's immediate future, though when they were still waiting after nearly an hour, the black panther's patience waned.

At least he had the lion to look at.

Jayce looked good in the harem pants. The gauzy pale pink fabric shifted and drifted around his plump thighs and calves, obscuring his curves just enough to attract even more interest. A wide ribbon tied around his chest, hiding his nipples from view, with another layer of gauzy fabric patterned as a loose shirt on top. Reaching down to his arms, it hung only to just below his ribcage, not that the transparent fabric hid much anyways. Certainly not in the bulging pink thong, a high-strapped affair that cut in above the lion's hips, then sagged down to cup his large lionhood and balls. The bulge was certainly too large for the femmy lion, who more than once practiced his twirls under Cary's eager, watchful eyes.

The black panther was getting a little excited watching his lion toy getting into the experience. Plus, the photos would be sure to draw more crowds to the panther's club. In his tight, bikini-like shorts, the feline spotted a fat, heavy bulge, though with the black-on-black theme, it wasn't all too visible unless viewed in profile.

"The photographer better hurry up or I'm gonna get annoyed," Cary said, crossing his arms over his narrow chest. Between his thighs, his plump bulge swayed side to side, subconsciously mirroring Jayce's twirls and stretches. "Though I suppose I can find another way to pass the time while we wait..."

Jayce let out a gasp as sharp black claws dug in around his sides and hips, pulling him in backwards to the small black panther's grasp. The lion moaned, arching his back as his tail lifted immediately, and when the bulging shorts shoved underneath, Jayce practically crooned with need. The harem outfit slid across Cary's pelt as he stroked his paw down the golden-brown lion's pelt, scratching across the bare fur until the feline squirmed and wriggled and gasped against him, bouncing his thick bubble butt of the panther's bulge again and again.

"Ahem!" someone said. It was strange to actually hear someone say the word out loud, especially in that sort of tone. "If you don't mind, I'm very busy today and I need to keep on schedule. Shall we get started?"

A tall stallion with mostly white hide stared down the bridge of his muzzle at them. He was taller than either by a good two feet, though he wasn't very broad in the shoulders. Instead he was lanky and lean, with a figure that classical sculptors would have wanted to capture in marble. His elegant neck twisted, bringing his long muzzle to his notepad, then swung back. The pale pink nostrils flared as he snorted, both eyes severely judging the two thick-hipped femboy kitties.

"I see. Very well, I suppose a job is a job," the stallion said. He was wearing a pair of tight black pants that creased between his legs and a slick black vest that left his arms uncovered. With his tail flipping arrogantly behind him, he trotted over to one of the tripods and then gestured at the two felines. "Well? Which of you am I supposed to attempt to get a decent photograph of today?"

Jayce immediately nodded and headed in front of the camera, but Cary had to bite his tongue to stop himself from saying something. Sure, the slutty little lion was used to hearing someone talk down to him, so it probably didn't bother the empty-headed feline. Jayce was a cutie, all right, an excellent fuck, but not exactly a well of intellect. Cary's tail tip rapidly went back and forth, just the last few inches of the broad black-furred appendage, as he listened to the stallion's demeaning tone and attitude. It grated on his nerves, especially as they'd been waiting nearly an hour after their appointed time in the first place.

Still, the photos, then the fucking. That was the plan, and Cary was glad at least the first half was in process. The pent-up bulge in his tight black shorts dug into his hips as he walked around behind the stallion, trying to stop himself from doing anything hasty.

"No, no, no! You're supposed to be in a harem, right? So look like you want the camera! Yes, that's better! Ugh, no, not like that! Useless!"

More shuffling, movement, different poses.

"Hike your hips up! Up! No, not your tail, your hips! I'm going to have a stroke... how can you... why are you lying down now?"

Cary's fur bristled. He thought the pictures were turning out pretty well. The photographer hadn't even moved the tripods and was using the default lights, but the cute lion looked very keen in the harem costume, damp thong and all. It was almost enough to focus on the shots of the gold-furred backside surrounded in the gauzy transparent fabric, but the photographer only grew more and more rude with his client.

"Why are you bending that way? HOW are you bending that way? No, don't... oh, now you're leaking all over my studio... this is just perfect, the quality of customers these days is awful, I can't believe I have to deal with such empty-headed bimbos that can't even hold a po-hrrrk!"

Cary's paw squeezed around the back of the stallion's neck, dragging him down to a lower position so that the panther could speak more clearly into the bigger male's ear. Jayce, still holding his last pose in front of the camera (one leg down, one leg up alongside his head, forcing his hips wide and his junk out - one of Cary's favorites) watched as the black panther's muzzle pressed forward, closer still, and the stallion's hooves scraped across the studio floor. His eyes widened and his muzzle dropped open as the black panther's furry muzzle pressed against the side of the horse's head, quietly moving as though speaking. Jayce beamed and decided to practice some other poses while Cary dealt with the stallion. Anytime someone was rude to him, the panther was there to put a stop to it.

The stallion's pants bulged. A long, flared horsecock appeared tented against the thin material. Even the veins showed through as his arousal climbed to incredible peaks within minutes of bending down to listen to the panther's whispers. Cary's tail swayed slowly behind him as his claws stroked down the stallion's mane, and as the big male's eyes began to glow a faint, dim red color, his huge horsecock broke right through his designer pants and flopped out into view.

"Hhhnnnnggggghhh," the stallion groaned, unable to think straight as the panther's needle-like claws teased along his muzzle. His maleness flexed, lurching and dripping, having gone from totally soft to rock hard faster than ever before. His hooves dragged across the floor again as he twitched his ears and blinked his red, glowing eyes faster and faster.

Jayce bent over and touched both of his palms flat to the floor in front of his toes, then spread his legs out to the side and lowered himself into a split. His plump package squeezed in front of him, dripping lustfully through the fabric in a regular stream. Leaning forward to touch his outstretched toes, he turned to look over his shoulder and smile.

"Should we get a picture like this, Cary?"

The stallion's head dipped down over the small cat's belly. The panther's shirt was no hindrance to the big horse's lips and tongue stroking and tasting their way over the femboy kitty's toned belly. Smiling back at Jayce, Cary nodded his head and flicked his tail.

"That's a very nice one... do you have any more?"

"Yes! I'll show you!"

The harem-clad lion practically danced in front of the cameras, bathed in bright lights, as the stallion fell to his knees in front of the black panther behind the camera in the darkness. His muzzle shoved against the panther's lower belly, desperately licking and tasting around the plump, oversized bulge hanging between Cary's thighs. The panther casually wrapped his hands around both of the horse's ears and pulled his muzzle fully between his thighs so that his bulge squeezed down along the stallion's muzzle and eyes; even though he was several feet taller than Cary, the photographer didn't try pulling away. Instead, between the horse's thighs, the long shaft jerked and spat, clearly on the verge of cumming already.

Cary alternated watching the slutty lion's increasingly X-rated poses and the stallion, like the one where Jayce spread both cheeks and leaned over so far around that he could lick his own hanging cock between his thighs. Cary filed that one away for later, but for now, he had a large concern to address.

The stallion's eyes half-closed as he huffed the black panther's deep, strong scent. The bulge in the cat's shorts continued to swell, causing the black fabric to draw tight around the clear outline of his balls and sheath. There was still no sign of a shaft yet, and even when Cary reached down and grabbed the stallion's mane to drag him off, the lack of pressure didn't produce one either. It wasn't until Cary was able to tug the shorts down over his plump thighs that his heavy sheath and dark black maleness forced themselves out and away.

"Mmmmhhh... ooh, good pony..."

The stallion's ears flattened and twitched in Cary's grasp as he pumped his hips forward, sliding his thick panther cock along the big male's muzzle and lips. Cary's cock was even bigger than the stallions and getting larger by the moment as he wiggled around and dragged the huge length back and forth.

"Cary! Cary, check out this one!"

The lion hitched up his hips, bent over, and twisted his upper body, showing off his flexibility while his tight rump clenched. Under the studio lights, he looked almost angelic with all the gauzy fabric floating around him.

Cary's eyes narrowed and he licked his lips. His schedule was already out of whack; why not speed things along?

"You look great, Jayce... keep it up, we'll get lots of good photos!"

The stallion kneeling in front of the panther whimpered as the huge cat cock flopped across his head. The urethra along was as wide and thick as the horse's neck by this point, and at least three feet long, more than half of the femboy panther's standing height.

"And now, as for you," Cary growled, digging his claws into the stallion's mane, "I think it's time we wrapped up this session. Your client is displeased with the quality of your work, you know"

The horse's cock pumped, firing sticky white strands of cum as his muzzle and nostrils disappeared into the tip of Cary's half-hard, overly generous shaft. A few short thrusts and squirming hip motions later and the stallion was in it up to his eyes. Cary shuddered as the wriggling male groaned deep in the warm depths and even pushed himself in, making the job all that much easier for Cary.

"Nnnggggghhhhh... at least you're... ooooh... showing up on time... for this part!" Cary growled. His cock distended, stretching lewdly around the shape of the stallion's head, shoulders, and torso, until the panther's enormous, hungry arousal slurped at the flexing belly, wetting his clothes and squeezing down hard and tight.

By the time the stallion's head appeared in outline in Cary's fat, dense black-furred balls, only his hips and legs remained outstretched, having twisted around to face upwards. Cary's fingers wrapped around the huge, fat horsedick, enjoying the size and feel of it against his pads as he teased the pulsing member. His whole cock jiggled and bounced as the stallion halfways inside immediately came, erupting with another impressive blast of thick equine seed.

Taking his time, Cary spread his legs, leaned forward for balance, and milked the stallion's thickness with both paws. Clenching the flare, then fingering the tip, or grabbing both nuts and tugging until his balls bounced with the excited reverberations from within, the black panther didn't leave a single out of seed in the stallion and worked the fat cock until it was soft and heavy.

Cary licked his lips, then his fingers as his huge arousal did the rest. The flared shaft flopped over the lip and was pulled inside along with the rest of the big male. The panther's balls distended, spreading and stretching outwards, as the wide hooves joined the rest of him down in his balls. Cary sighed and groaned, knees digging into the backsides as his paws held onto his throbbing, aching shaft. The impressive maleness was shrinking somewhat, tightening down and sealing the equine in so that his balls were, for the moment, massively oversized.

"Cary, how's this one?"

The black panther's growl of lust froze Jayce in position. The lion was kneeling on a chaise lounge, hips out over his paws and his thick erection dangling between his thighs out of his thong. His tail wiggled teasingly above his wide, plush rump cheeks swayed side to side.

Jayce's eyes widened and he dug his claws into the top of the lounge sofa when he saw Cary emerge from the darkness behind the camera. The short, slender-bellied feline walked out with a pair of balls nearly as tall as he was, clearly far heavier, but he somehow carried them with a natural feline grace. They swung into place behind the kneeling lion before the black panther jumped on top of his own huge balls and rolled them forward, with both of his legs splaying out to the sides. The enormous sac wiggled and jerked, bouncing and stretching from within, but neither Cary nor Jayce paid the gradually weakening noises any attention as a steady, loud churning rumble filled the entire studio. Jayce's muzzle turned upwards and his tongue came out as he felt the familiar, huge panther shaft fill his backside, but with the weight of hundreds of pounds of churning ballflesh behind, the harem-style lion was penetrated to the hilt in moments. The lion's hips clenched and wiggled, tugging and pulling on the panther's impressive length.

The steady rhythm the two sleek, smooth femboy felines set up caused the enormous sac to roll and sway back and forth, wrapping into and around Jayce's thighs. The lion's gasps and moans and mewls filled the air, along with plenty of desperate gasps for more of Cary's thick cock, which of course the panther was only too happy to deliver again, and again, and again, until the lion's belly swelled. Cary's balls tensed and tightened as the swollen orbs filled with thick, potent, fertile panther jizz, and as the dense fuzzy orbs drew in tighter, compacting down, the pressure built.

Cary's head bobbed as he pumped and pounded. The normally cool cat was losing his composure as the slutty lion's hips dragged on his fat stalk again and again. The lion was tight and hot as ever, warm and rippling, the perfect little femboy fucktoy for a big, heavy panther shaft. Cary's eyes closed and he dug his paws into the lion's plump, round ass before hissing and growling louder than ever.

The rigorous slapping of panther hips on lion rump continued for another few minutes until it almost sounded like a whole audience was applauding. Then a yeowl and a deeper groan followed by flooding.

Jayce's slim, trim belly fattened considerably as the panther rolled back onto his feet and pulled the lion with, until Jayce's legs pointed out instead of down. His belly, already full, thickened even more as Cary's hips slammed upwards, hilting his enormous length deep inside each time. Jayce's muzzle opened, but Cary's fingers wrapped around it, clamping it shut; the wave of thick panther spooge was forced instead to trickle out of his nostrils while his belly ballooned.

For as many gallons of thick panther cum that left the growling feline, his balls shrank by that much. They remained fat and heavy, much larger than would be normal on such a short and small male, but they were also perfectly smooth. There was no sign of any stallion inside - in fact, most of him was, by now, either in the comatose lion or spilled across the studio floor.

Cary sighed as he relaxed and let the squirming lion milk his thickness for a while. Jayce made the cutest noises of lust and distress. "Oh help, it's too big," and then a few seconds later, "More, more, more, harder!"

Eventually, with his balls still dozens of pounds heavier than before, the dommy panther dragged his fat arousal free of the lion's rump cheeks, leaving them gaping and draining as he hugged his own enormously swollen belly. Getting back behind a camera, Cary slid a goopy paw across the buttons and snapped a few last shots of the bloated, inflated, fully dicked-down lion, whose addlepated face smeared across the mess of seed in his fur and the floor below.

"Guess I'll just have to take the photographs myself," the panther grunted. His massive cock hung out over his shorts as he walked around the studio snapping off shots of the lion. "This place really has the worst service..."

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Jayce woke up slowly the next morning, his eyes opening to a shadow moving slowly back and forth across his face. He brushed a much longer, silkier mane of hair away from his face as his eyes focused slowly on the heavy cock standing half-hard with morning wood, the slow swing of the equine shaft making the twinky lion blush.The thought of "when had a horse gotten into his bed?" went through his mind. Slowly he reached out, pushing the cock to the side and then blinking, another touch, then a squeeze making him moan, and awakening the panther that was sharing his bed. Cary grinned, and reached over lazily, giving the massive equine cock attached to the slutty lion twink a teasing stroke. "Had to put all that equine somewhere." The panther's grin widened, the mischievous, almost evil look on his muzzle making the lion shiver. "We're going to have so much fun with your new look."

The end