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Entrance, Pt. 2. Rival?

Written by Nuku Valente for Kenneth.

Veronica gave me a room to live in. It wasn't that big, but it had a big bed that was soft, a window to look outside, and a mirror. Besides that it also had a dresser and a closet, not that I had much to put in them so far. Examining the furniture, they seemed to be made of wood, though something about them was off from any other wood thing I'd ever seen before, like they were cut from some new kind of tree. The room had a pleasant scent to it, and it felt cozy. I was pretty happy with having it.

Veronica stood behind me as I looked into the mirror, taking in a view of my new self. She was telling be something about what to wear, and she was holding a harness and boots like she was wearing. I did notice that there was no cape for me. I guess she didn't think I needed one. "You should be proud of what you are now, my sexy cat. Put these on for me then come out so I can see you.", she says before giving me a kiss on the cheek and hugging me. I wasn't quite sure about it at first, but the more I looked at the clothing, the more it seemed to fit.

Besides, I was a stud. There was nothing wrong with my body on any level. My muscles were toned, and I was hung like a horse, and no one seemed to mind showing off on this world, so why should I? I watched Veronica saunter herself out of the room before I started to put on the harness. I never wore anything like this before. Why would I have? Anyone wearing something like this on Earth would be looked at like such a freak. Here I am with a drop dead gorgeous lady that wants me to wear one. This is definitely the weirdest birthday ever. The boots went on much easier, and I tied them shut tightly.

I looked into the mirror and turned for myself. I was definitely a lion man, and what a man. The harness did absolutely nothing to hide things. I never did get a chance to finish before... and I could feel the urge to try again. I was rising to a rigid hardness, watching through the mirror as my footlong member rose up into the air like a pillar of my satisfaction. I used to be happy with once a day, now here I was trying to get gratification for the third time in the same day. Was it the body? Or did I just like it so much? I tried to push the heavy thoughts away as I gripped myself and slowly pulled, gently teasing my new shaft with myself as the voyeur.

Won't lie, it was damned arousing watching this alien lion person stroking themselves like that, even if it was me in there. I was becoming harder and harder, and starting to leak pre-fluid over my shaft and stroking fingers. I wanted to groan, but a soft purr came out instead. I was a bit surprised at first, but it wasted to feel good to purr like that, and it got louder and louder as I approached my zenith. It was like a fire between my legs, a great build up of heat that I wanted to get out of me so bad. It was really a pisser when the ship rocked and threw me to the ground. Why can't I finish a little 'me' time around here?

I scrambled to my feet and looked out the window, but all I saw was... wood? I looked up and it became clear. We were right aside of another airship, moving alongside of us. Were they pirates or something, or maybe they were making a social call to Veronica. I wasn't sure, so I headed up to the deck to find out. When I got there, Veronica was standing at the edge facing another female captain standing on the other ship.

The other was a skunk with proportions that rivaled Veronica's easily. She had deep black fur with bright white stripes along her barely concealed body. She had dark purple eyes that stood out so brilliantly against the rest of her monochrome body. Even her clothes were black and white, with a black harness and white boots and white cape. Her chest jutted out roundly, it's as if gravity on this world specifically avoided women's breasts, not that I was complaining of course. She had wide hips and a cute rounded face, even though she looked a little angry at the moment. She was shouting something at Veronica, who was shouting back. At this point, I thought it might be best to actually listen in instead of ogling the new female.

"Hand over the off worlder! You're wasting his power!" cried the new female across the small distance between the ships.

"Ha, I should think not. I found him fair and square, and I've already claimed him." Veronica replied confidently, her arms folded under her breasts, pushing them up a bit, she was so hot.

"With that body of yours? He doesn't even know his choices. He'd be MUCH happier with me." the other captain replied, giving a sexy pose. Is this how people on this world argue?

Veronica didn't look happy about what was said, and shakes a fist, "You whore, you used magic to get those. You're a big fake, and I'll prove it!"

They seemed in agreement, and they started casting some sort of spell at the same time. I would have thought it would take practice to sing in unison like that, but they were doing a good job of it. The air between the ships shimmered with a rainbow of lights, and I felt that same heat I felt before between my legs, right in my balls. I couldn't help but rub at myself a little as I watched the two do their magic. Was this some kind of magic duel that would blow one of them away? I hoped not, they're both pretty hot as far as I could tell.

The shimmering died down to reveal a cream pie. I'm not kidding! It was about seven feet wide, and just so much as tall, looking just like a cream pie should look, there was even a huge cherry on top. What in the hell was that supposed to do? Were they going to throw it at each other for dominance? Fearing for my new clothes, I ducked off to the side a little, though my eyes never left the two. They stared at each other with death in their eyes and clenched teeth before they leapt forward, right into the pie.

I don't think I've ever seen two people wrestling in a giant cream pie before, but I was now. There they were, slipping around in whipped cream, trying to pin each other with straight faces. One part of me wanted to burst into laughter, and the other was just plain turned on watching them get dirty and slippery. It looked like Veronica was taking the early lead, throwing the skunk to the ground, but then there was this sudden pink cloud. The skunk laughed as Veronica sputtered and reeled back, "Cynthia, you whore!", she shouted, before she dove onto the skunk and started kissing her. What started as a very strange battle to the death had suddenly become the hottest make out session I ever saw.

Cynthia, which I guessed to be the rival's name, was now on top of Veronica, and they were hugging and kissing with their tongues as much involved as physics would allow. I couldn't stand watching it! It was as if someone attached an air pump to my dick and I had to act. I leapt onto the pie myself next to the two practically fucking females and lifted Cynthia off of Veronica in a burst of strength I didn't even know I had. I wasn't even thinking as I threw her into the squishy cream and pinned her down, starting to thrust into her like mad. She sure looked surprised, but happy, about it.

"Oooo! He's a big one!", the skunk moaned as she was rutted, "I'll make you a deal, Veronica. You let him finish what he's doing, mmm, and I'll leave you alone for now."

Veronica crawled over and on top of the skunk, largely to present me with her dripping heated sex, barking an order for me to take care of it. As I buried my snout into her muff, she responded, "You just remember he's mine. Mmm, I found him, and he bonded with me first.", crying out as I slipped my rough cat tongue deep inside of her.

Veronica tasted really good, the best I'd ever had, not that I'd had the chance to try a woman before. I kept licking and probing with my strangely flexible tongue as I pounded against the buxom skunk under me. I must have been doing it right, because both of them were making all kinds of noises that just turned me on more. I could smell the musk of Cynthia, and it was much more powerful than Veronica's, but she's a skunk, so that made sense to me. I wasn't thinking about it too hard anyway, as my cock was handling most of it, and it said to keep sucking and fucking.

I felt something fuzzy brush up against my large balls, sending me into delirious climax, filling the skunk as she howled, and her tail withdrew as she went tense. My huge throbbing member was hugged from all sides by the trembling female as I sprayed deep into her waiting womb, howling my pleasure muffedly into Veronica's snatch as I came and came.

When I regained my senses, I was laying down on the pie platter with the two females on either side of me, both casually feeling me up. I could feel one paw between my legs trailing along my still firm member, and another at my chest. I felt so comfortable I didn't want to announce I was awake, so I laid there for a small while longer, enjoying the soft touches. That's when I felt something being pressed to my lips and I opened my eyes quickly. It was the cherry from the pie! They were both feeding me this huge thing. I hope they knew I was awake, since I have no idea how I could eat this thing while I was asleep. I put both hands to it and thanked them, slowly nibbling at it.

"With the giving of the fruit, I surrender my claim to you.", I heard Cynthia state in reverent tone, then adding quickly, "Until next time."

"Bitch", was all Veronica said, climbing to her feet and hopping back to her ship. I staggered to my feet with the half eaten Cherry and moved to follow, waving at Cynthia. She seemed nice enough to me, I admit I was hoping we could meet again. I wonder if everyone on this world is so friendly and eager to get down to action like this.

Cynthia's ship departed, and the pie vanished with it. Veronica started shoving me down below deck as soon as the other was gone and led me to a bath room. She got the water going and stripped out of her dirty clothes, "You weren't supposed to interfere, Tod. That was very rude. I could have handled her on my own.", she huffed, tossing her clothing aside and stepping into the bath, "You're going to have to wash me to make up for it. And I better be squeaky clean." I gave a bit of a dumb nod as I climbed out of my own clothing and put it down next to Veronica's. I was getting the idea that she was in charge from the way she and that skunk were talking, and now she's ordering me around. I didn't really like the idea, but I still wasn't keen on finding out what a 'grass worm' was either, so... into the bath I went.

The people here don't have fur as I remember it. My dog had fur, but was mangy and rough. Veronica's fur was soft and warm to the touch, almost like skin, but I could still scrub under it, towards the warmer core of her body. My hands wandered over her, lathered up with the soap, and dutifully cleaning. Every time I tried to speak, she would silence me, so I gave up in the attempts and just enjoyed the bath. As it was, cleaning her was giving me a hard on, but then, almost everything was. Was there something in the air? I don't remember being this horny all the time, but now I have a hard time imagining NOT being this way. She slid back gently into my lap and began to explain things to me as I rocked her up and down, bouncing her off of my stiffness.

"Males are very rare here. For every twenty babies, one is male. Those that are native.", she explained as she bounced, breasts wobbling in such an attractive fashion, "are usually small, and a bit on the scrawny side. But not offworlders, like you. They're almost always large, mm, in more ways than one. They also produce healthier children." She moves one of her hands down to her belly, feeling my shaft as it buried itself into her again and again, "Your seed is also a powerful magic. Every time you fill me, I can feel my spirit energized.", she whispered, "And I'm swept away in ecstasy." I was secretly glad that I wasn't the only one experiencing mind-blowing orgasms at the end of each of these bouts, and redoubled my efforts, leaning her forward for a better angle as I thrust against her curvaceous bottom.

As my balls began to grow tight with the boiling seed inside of them, I leaned in close and bit into her ear a little, holding her tight in the soapy water as I plunged to the hilt in her soft body. She cried happily and pressed hard back against me, driving and grinding her rump into my front. I emptied into her as my mind wandered, wondering how I got to be in this world. Why would my grandmother send me this sort of gift? Did she even know it would do this, and if she did, that makes it even stranger yet. I considered bringing up my concerned to Veronica, but I doubted she was too interested in my life before I arrived here, so I cleaned her once again and kissed her before retiring to my room, satiated.

It was later that day that we arrived at a city. If the sign at the airport was correct, it was called Amethyst City. What sorts of things would be inside for me to see?