FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Every kingdom in the world had its own share of problems. Eruyt had their insect problem, Juman was filled with thieves and crime, and even Hew-fay was in the middle of a civil war. Dealing with hardship was something any king or queen needed to set their legacy in stone. Without an adversary to overcome, no leader, nation, or noble would be remembered beyond their death.

This could either be a blessing or a curse to Queen Riven of Alskaria; her kingdom was small, but she had more than enough problems to fit the largest nations. It didn't matter what time of year it was, there were always problems. If it wasn't bandits travelling through, robbing the noblemen blind, it was mercenaries doing the same thing, but claiming it was simply for their own good. If it wasn't a swarm of locusts that at all the crops, it was an outbreak of ants that would not only destroy crops, but livestock as well as anyone unfortunate enough to not take preventative measures.

Riven did what she could, but as a queen with no king, she shouldered twice as much responsibility as rulers of other kingdoms, maybe more since she tended to prefer dealing with issues herself rather than sending messengers or getting others to do her dirty work.

In the past three months, however, Queen Riven dealt with an even worse crisis: a Gryphon. This wasn't like a dragon who would come in the night and snatch up an unfortunate cow or horse and leave without a trace. No, a gryphon would only show it's face during the day, to prove its fearlessness to the citizens. Some claimed it was doing so simply to instill fear in the Alskarians, since he never took their cattle or killed anyone, he just destroyed property before flying off into the distance before anyone could mount any sort of counterattack.

Queen Riven was in her war room, discussing potential tactics with her advisers and closest friends, Asher and Carbon. Their goal was to set up something of a defence against the attacks, perhaps a plan to save the people.

"How about we just install giant ballistas and bells on everyone's roof?" Asher suggested. "one person sees the beast, rings a bell, and everyone gets on the roof, someone will hit him! It's flawless!"

"Yeah, except what if they miss, bolts that big can tear through a half dozen people if it comes to that. Can you take that kind of responsibilty, Asher?" Carbon chastised his fellow advisor.

Riven remained silent a moment, pondering the idea.

"Don't be a fool, Riven." Carbon warned.

"Why not?" Riven inquired. "It's only a matter of time before the gryphon slips up and kills someone, better to take that risk now rather than let it happen many times in the future."

Both Asher and Carbon fell silent and stole a glance at one another, it was horribly uncharacteristic of Riven to accept such casualties.

"What? Can you think of a better way to rid us of this gryphon? It's either take the risk, or accept the losses."

"How about a net, a giant net?" Asher joked.

"Too big, he'd see it." Carbon countered.

Just as Riven was about to speak, a loud explosion was heard just outside the castle, shaking the foundation and causing them to all fall silent. The three of them stood for a moment, waiting for another explosion to come before dismissing it.

"That was odd." Carbon muttered.

"What was it?" Asher added.

Riven stepped around her strategy board toward the sound. "I don't know, but if it's that gryphon again, I'm going to deal with this once and for all. Come with me." Without pausing she briskly walked out of the war room and into the main hall of her castle, storming her way to the massive double doors with her two advisers in tow.

As she got to the front doors and grabbed the bar handles to open them, another explosion rocked the castle, blowing open the doors and knocking the three of them on their tails.

In a heap, wings and limbs tangled amongst each other, Riven got a quick glimpse of a black and white striped tail flying off into the distance, a path of destruction in its wake.

The cleanup took the rest of the day, as usual. The entire kingdom of over 800 people, including the Riven, Asher, and Carbon, got together to pick up debris and fix the buildings that were damaged in the attack. It was common for the royals to get involved with the relief efforts, it helped to strengthen the bonds between nobles and citizens. Riven found it was the best way to get her people to love and trust her.

It was like this every time, life would be normal, and without warning the gryphon would fly down from the mountains and attack, careful to scare and destroy, but not to harm. At first there was a fear of death, but after over a dozen attacks it became clear there was no threat of harm. The attacks became more of a perpetual nuisance than a threat.

After the cleanup and the repairs, Riven and her bodyguards retired to her throne room: a beautifully ornate hall filled with massive body pillows, red fabric on the walls, and a thick, shaggy carpet trimmed with golden tassells. The whole room was set up that way, without a throne, because that's what made Riven the most comfortable, and she believed that if she was comfortable, then her citizens would be. There was no throne, her pillows were her substitute.

There was a knock on the massive dual doors, a gentle rapping from a shy citizen.

"Come in." She instructed.

There was a long and muted creaking as the door slowly swung open, revealing not just one but three men, all dirty and wearing torn, raggety clothes, likely still dirty from the cleanup. Rather than coming forward, the stood there and stared at the floor, only occasionally looking up to their queen.

Riven stared at them for a moment before glancing at Asher, as if to ask if he perhaps knew what was going on. Asher just shrugged, completely confused. A glance at Carbon got the same confused shrug.

"State your business." the Queen demanded, getting impatient.

The middle of the three took in a deep breath and stepped forward, looking up and trying to maintain composure. "I'm Yuen, son of June, and it's about the gryphon attacks, my queen, my friends and I...we think we may have an explanation, maybe a solution."

At first Riven rolled her eyes, someone frustrated at the way the citizens acted, she did everything she could to make them comfortable. However, her ears perked up when he mentioned a solution. "Go on." she urged with a hand motion. She sat up and leaned against her fists, her wings laying against the pillow behind her.

"Well, my queen, the gryphon, he attacks the village twice a month, almost like clockwork, right?"

Riven nodded.

"Well, even though he's attacked us dozens of times, and destroyed many of our buildings, he's never killed or even hurt anyone. He never takes cattle and never destroys crops, so he's not doing whatever he's doing out of hatred, he wants something."

The queen, intrigued, cocked her head to the side. "Go on, I'm listening."

The citizen to the left of Yuen stepped forward, interrupting Yuen. "We have theories as to what it wants."

Yuen shot a glare at his overzealous companion before completing his setence. "Yes, we all had our theories. I, for one feel he wants food."

"I told you, Yuen, That makes no sense." He shot back, "If he wanted food he had plenty of opportunities to steal cattle, Gryphons are carnivores."

Riven shook her head and interjected. "Okay then, if he doesn't want food, what do you think he wants from us? What would we have to offer?"

The room fell silent before the remaining man piped up. "Virgin sacrifice."

"Sacrifice?" Riven scoffed. "Why in the world would a gryphon demand sacrifice? He's no God, he's just a massive beast, probably not even smart enough to know what a sacrifice is or what it signifies."

"Hear us out, my Queen." Yuen protested, "It's the only plausible explanation! It's not beyond the realm of possibility, often lesser intellects have more vivid delusions of grandeur, perhaps he..."

"That's enough." Riven raised her hand to silence Yuen. "I appreciate your efforts, but I don't think that's the kind of help we need. I'll be sure to send some gold your way for your efforts, but I'd appreciate it if you allowed the experts to deal with this."

Yuen raised his hand to respond, but both of his companions placed their hands on his shoulders. They knew she wasn't going to accept their theory now. With a look of depression and sadness, they all turned and left the room, scuffling their feet. Just as they were about to leave Yuen turned around and reached into his shirt to pull out a bit of folded parchment. "Well, if you change your mind...this could help." He tossed the parchment onto the carpet between himself and Riven before turning and gently closing the door behind him.

Carbon instantly got up and walked across the room to pick up the parchment, opening it without saying a word.

"What is it?" Asher inquired.

"It's a map of the surrounding mountains with some directions. I think it's a map to the gryphon's lair. Yeah, it says right here there could be three places he calls home."

Riven instantly stood up to see for herself, Asher following behind. "This is interesting." She muttered as she rubbed her chin.

"Wait, what? You're not taking this seriously are you?" Carbon accused.

Riven waved her hand dismissively. "Heavens no, I don't think he wants sacrifice or anything, but perhaps we could set up a meeting, talk to him or something, find out what he wants."

"Or maybe we could just go kill him in his sleep." Asher chimed in.

"No no, I'm not going to sink to that level. He's not killed or hurt us, just scared us. Maybe we can do the same." She took in a deep breath and tapped a few locations on the map. "If it's here, we can surprise him from there. But for now, just the three of us will go, talk to him personally before making any rash decisions."

"Woohoo!" Asher cheered. "Road trip!"

"Settle down Asher, we'll have to leave in the morning. Do you want to each go to a different location, or travel as a group and do one a day? Each of these mountain caves would take at least 6 hours to hike to. We could fly, but let's be honest, no point in risking being seen."

Carbon nodded slowly, folding up the map and putting it in his pouch. "Morning it is."

the next morning at dawn, after making the proper arrangements to have someone watch over the castle, Riven and her two companions departed north to the Chenne mountains. They were sure to leave as early as possible so most citizens didn't see them, they didn't want to be seen and they didn't want anyone asking questions. They wanted to deal with this as quickly and quietly as possible.

Of course, the farmers on the outskirts of town were awake and active at this hour, but they were too busy to ask about the queen's business, they had more pressing matters to attend to.

"So how is this going to work, my queen?" Carbon asked.

"Well, today we head out to the cave in Cheene, we stick around and watch over the place for the day to see if anything happens, if not, we head back near sundown, perhaps fly home since by then he won't be able to see us. Gryphons have the eyes of eagles, they can't see well at night."

"How can you know this, my queen?" Carbon asked.

"Research, my dear Carbon, a queen must know all she can about the world she lives in and the beasts that inhabit it alongside her." She poked at the cobblestone with her staff, keeping her hands occupied while she walked.

Asher jumped forward, and turned around, facing Riven and walking backwards. "But what if that don't work? What if he decides he doesn't like his little cave bein' attacked? What if he fights us? What if he decides we're lunch?"

Carbon tapped his sword sheathe. "That's what the weapons are for, we're here to guard the queen, don't be stupid Asher."

"I'm not stupid, Car-bun, but we all know how big the beast is, and if he can do that kind of damage to our city before we even have time to stage any sort of counter attack, then imagine what he could do to us if we pissed 'im off."

"That won't be an issue." Riven soothed. "Killing people is not his intention, we discussed this. Besides, even if he did something out of surprise, we'll be meeting him in a small cave, no room for him to fly away or properly fight back. Plus we have the benefit of an ambush. No worries my dear, I have everything under control."

Asher scoffed and muttered under his breath, "If you had it under control we wouldn't be here in the first place."

Any other queen would chastise Asher for his glib insubordination, and Riven wouldn't try to convince herself it didn't upset her a bit, but she knew he was right. She knew that he saw right through her mask of control, so she didn't say a word, they just trudged along as far north as the cobblestone path would take them before turning west to follow the mountains.

The three of them left the safety of the trail and set off into the mountains, which were covered in a blanket of trees so thick no horses could ride through. The kindgoms of previous generations actually had to cut their way through the forest just to get where they were going, and it showed, few trees could be found for miles once you hit the foot of the mountains.

The majority of the trip was rather uneventful, Asher continued to make silly observations about what a gryphon could possibly want, Riven continued to assure him he was being unreasonable, and Carbon mostly kept silent, only occasionally getting the map out to compare it to the landmarks they passed. Every boulder, every rocky bit of mountain jutting out, and every meadow was on his radar.

It was nearly noon when they finally came out from the dense underbrush to a clearing with a pile of massive boulders and a cave opening up underneath them. According to the map, the cave was pretty simple, just a slightly downward facing tunnel and a big open cavern about 50 meters in.

"Well, into the abyss we go!" Asher chimed in, pouncing forward to enter the cave first.

Riven was understandably cautious about going into the cave without proper preparation, so she looked to Carbon and nodded her head, prompting him to take off his rucksack and fish out a torch. With a snap of his fingers to create a spark, the tip erupted in flame before stabilizing.

"In we go, my queen. Allow me." Carbon insisted before trekking into the cave himself, the torch illuminating the cave, causing shadows of the three royal wolves to dance along the rock walls.

The three of them trekked down the wide cave, Asher leading the way and Riven coming in last, keeping her safest.

"I'm not seeing anything, guys." Asher called back, "I don't think anything's here, it sounds pretty empty."

"Wait until we light up the cave, Asher, and keep your mouth shut, if there is someone or something here then it'll give you a big target on your face. Good job, you just got us all killed."

Riven needed to hold back a laugh, but kept her own mouth shut until they got to the cave. Once they were there, Carbon tossed the torch into the middle of the cavern and allowed the flames to illuminate the whole cavern, the walls and roof just barely lit, but bright enough to see that they were alone, and there were no caves for anyone or anything to hide in. It was just the three wolves, the cold rock walls, and the soft dirt on the ground.

"Well, I guess that's that." Asher observed. "No gryphon here, now we wait?"

"Pretty much." Riven confirmed. "Now we sit here, check out the surrounding area for evidence of gryphon claws, and stick around to see if he shows up. If not, we leave and go to the next site tomorrow. Pretty simple, really."

Carbon did his job and put out a half dozen more torches around the perimeter of the cave, stabbing the handles into the dirt to keep the flame elevated for maximum light. If they were going to sit here for the rest of the day they might as well do so in comfort.

"Alright Carbon, you stay here, Asher and I are going to go around outside, see what we can find." Riven motioned for Asher to follow her as she walked out of the cave towards daylight.

As they emerged from the cave back into the warm sun, they had to cover their eyes to readjust to the light.

"Good day, my queen." a voice boomed from above them.

Riven and Asher turned to the source of the voice and failed to see anything, their vision still a blur while it adjusted.

"And you are?" Riven demanded.

"Oh, you know who I am, I'm why you're here, my queen."

There was a short pause as that sunk in.

"Queen Riven!" Asher shouted, "It's the gryphon, run! Carbon, get out here!" He shouted down the cave as he unsheathed his sword.

Riven blinked a few times as her vision cleared, showing the large figure perched upon the rocks above the cave. It was a truly massive gryphon covered in white fur and feathers all over, with black stripes on his hindside and black splotches on his avian half. His tail was long and striped with a big black and whit tailfloof on the tip. He had stripes over his eyes almost like a racoon, and the sun reflected off his sky blue eyes. He was laying on his belly, nibbling on his claws as his tail swished back and forth.

"Stand down, Asher." Riven instructed her guard. "If he wanted to kill us he would have, just settle down for once."

Asher reluctantly re-sheathed his sword as Carbon rushed out, sword at the ready until he saw that Asher had put his sword away. "What are your orders, my queen."

"Yes, my queen, what are your plans?" The gryphon sneered.

Riven took in a deep breath and looked up to the gryphon perched on the rocks. "I am queen Riven of Alskaria and I am here to negotiate a cease and desist on my kingdom. I'm here to find out what you want, and see if we can negotiate a truce."

"A truce, you say?" the gryphon repeated as he hopped down from the rock and into the clearing between the three of them. "You say you want a truce and yet you have no idea what I want. Really, my queen, I want to know if you can handle my demands. So can you handle what I want?"

"Just let me know what you want and I'll do what I can to give it to you, I just want you to stop attacking my people."

"How admirable, most queens would send some goons to make contact, and yet here you are willing to put yourself in harms way. I respect that. Follow me, Queen Riven, and only you, leave your lackes to let us handle negotiations...alone." Without waiting for a response he turned and disappeared into the cave, the others watching as the last bits of him went black.

"Your orders?" Asher asked.

But Riven didn't say a word, she was shocked at the beast's intelligence. She was expecting some barely sentient creature who wanted to scare people, nothing more. Perhaps that was why he never had any demands. Either way she was dumfounded and had no idea what to say. Did she trust him? Did she...

"Orders?!" Carbon pressed.

"Stand down, you two. I'll go in myself and deal with this, you two stay out here and watch in case he tries to make a run for it, you'll know what to do."

But Asher didn't like this. "Why would you do that? He's trapped and we can kill him now, no uncertainty, no need to put you at risk!"

"He has a point, miss." Carbon agreed.

"Trust me you two, I know what I'm doing. Have I ever steered you wrong?"

"....No, I suppose not." Carbon admitted. "But be careful, I don't think I could handle losing you."

Riven blushed and gave Carbon a wink. "Don't worry about me, if anything happens you get to play king." She winked and stepped away into the cave by herself.

There was a moment of hesitation as she walked down the cave into the cavern. She played strong but deep down inside there was a strong sense of dread as she thought about what this creature could do. She felt that it was safe, but the danger was still there, much like riding a horse.

"Well don't be shy, my dear, we have plenty to talk about." the Gryphon instructed.

"Forgive me, Gryphon, I'm sure you understand my hesitation to be alone with you, after all you've done to my kingdom and my people."

The gryphon chirped in annoyance and lowered his eartufts. "Please, I've brought no harm to your kingdom. You know as well as I do that I've never hurt a soul, nor have I attacked your livelihood. I only shook your people up to unite them against a common enemy. I've lived long enough to know that a common enemy is the most powerful unifying force. Also, my name is Ceylon, don't call me Gryphon. Would you like it if I call you 'bitch'?"

Riven's ears flattened against her head in rage, she hated that word more than anything else you could call her, and as soon as the gryphon saw this, he knew how to get under her skin.

"I see my assumption is correct." Ceylon mused as he sat down in the dirt. "Now we get down to business, what do you have to offer me? What could you possibly give me that I couldn't take forcibly?"

"Well, I...uh-" Riven stuttered nervously. "That's why I'm here, Nobody can figure out what you want. You never steal anything and never hurt anyone. You're not there for food, and you're not there to kill or retaliate in self defence. You don't want money because I can't imagine what you would do with money if you live here in a cave..."

"I don't live here." He interrupted. "I have eyes one hundred times better than yours, and I fly higher than anyone else, I saw you come here so I set up an ambush. Rest assured I don't live in this dank cave. My home is far more beautiful than this."

Riven was speechless, but the more she thought about it, the more it made sense, a creature of this disposition and intelligence wouldn't be content to live in a place like this. "So you want money? I'm a queen, I..."

"I don't want money, I didn't say that, don't jump to conclusions." He interrupted again.

"So what do you want, I can't think of a single thing you want. Power? Do you want the throne? Respect? Acknowledgement? Infamy? Just please tell me so I can make you happy, I want to get back to my life and I want you out of it."

Ceylon stood up and walked towards Riven, a truly menacing sight since he was so massive Riven would have just barely been able to nuzzle into his chest if she was standing underneath him. He leaned down close to her and clicked his beak, letting out a gentle hiss as he spoke. "You ssssee, Queen Riven, I've been alive longer than your greatest ancestors, I've sssseen everything there is to see in this world, done everything there issss to do." He was slowly walking around her, keeping his beak close to her ears so she heard every word. "You see, I could very well be just tormenting you and your kingdom for fun."

"So there's nothing I can do to put an end to this?" Riven squeaked out, strength drained from her as the realization hit. She tried to be strong, but her voice wavered, "I could just kill you, you know. I have two very well trained warriors out there willing to run you through should you lay a claw on me." it was clear she was trying to mask her fear with bravado.

"Kill me? Dear, you couldn't kill me if you sent your entire army after me and I didn't fight back. I'm immortal, as far as you're concerned. Also, stop jumping to conclusions, I didn't say I was antagonizing you for fun, though it is entertaining. Let me get to my point."

"Then get to it, Gryphon..."

"My name is Ceylon!" he roared. "If you're not going to respect my wishes, I'm certainly not going to respect yours!"

Riven closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, her negotiations were not going well. "Okay, finish your speech, sir Ceylon."

The gryphon grinned at the title of 'sir'. "Now that we have that worked out, it's simple. I know exactly what you're like, you live your life with your two best friends as your bodyguards, the three of you are the most hedonistic rulers I've ever seen in my milennia on this planet. When you're not doing what you're tasked with doing as queen, you're alone in your quarters enjoying the company of your royal wolf guards."

Riven gasped, not sure what to make of this invasion of privacy.

"Oh let it go, I told you my eyesight is easily 100x what yours is, I can see what you do from the mountaintops." he snickered, "And some of the things you do truly impress me, so I knew I could trust you to offer a sacrifice."

"So the townsmen were right? All this time you wanted a sacrifice? A virgin, perhaps?" she was looking around nervously, she didn't want to have to give up any citizens, she didn't feel it was right to make others do something like that.

Ceylon chuckled. "Oh dear, I have no use for a sacrifice, and especially not a virgin. No, they have no endurance at all."

Riven, fed up with him beating around the bush, threw her hands up and shouted, "Okay, what do you want?! Seriously? Stop wasting my time and just tell me w hat you want so I can give it to you and I can be on my way! I have a kingdom to attend to, just because you have all the time in the world to torment random people doesn't mean I can just skip out on my duties as a single queen! Okay?!" she was breathing heavily and growling through her teeth, she was so mad.

Ceylon sat on his hind legs and motioned for her to back off. "Calm down, drama queen, Take a moment to look at things from my perspective. I'm one of less than one thousand gryphons worldwide, I'm decidedly massive even for my species, and most of my closest friends and family died out hundreds of years ago. I'm not looking for fame or some pathetic sacrifice of a wolf's life, I don't want any blood shed on my behalf, all I want is you!" he pointed a claw right at her, almost touching her on the nose.

"Me?! What do you want with me?"

"I'm a very, very lonely beast, and you are not only a queen who gets things done, but you're also a very hands on kinds of person. I have many uses for the skills you possess, you know. If you were creative and perhaps a little kinky, I'm sure you could think of a few things to soothe my rage, if you catch my drift."

Riven stopped a moment to take in what he said, weighing the options. She knew deep down inside that she had to do what she could to protect her people, but considering the difference in size, it definitely made her think this was an elaborate sacrifice and nothing more. She knew what he wanted, and she knew she had to do anything to make it happen, but the sheer physics of t he situation were mindboggling, and she knew she was not just some common whore trading her services for...well, anything. She wasn't that kind of a person, but she was the kind of ruler that knew sacrifices had to be made.

She ran her hand down her auburn-furred belly as she rehearsed her response in her head.

"Well?" Ceylon urged, stepping forward and pressing his massive beak up to her chest, putting pressure on her bare breasts.

"Well, um..." Riven paused. "I think you know your answer, I'll do what it takes, but you need to understand that as skilled as I may be, I'm not so sure I can." Her thoughts suddenly darted back to Carbon and Asher, both outside waiting for her. I wonder what they'd make of me split in two... she thought to herself, the dash of humor lightening her mood for a moment.

Ceylon, however, had already gotten into character, leaning into her and nuzzling her form with his head, tickling her with his ear feathers and letting out a deep purr.

But she pushed back, keeping her form at least at arms length of the beast. She wasn't ready to commit to anything with him yet, and his pushiness was about as off-putting as you could imagine.

Ceylon persisted, moving forward and nuzzling deeper into Riven's auburn fur, his every exhalation warming her chest, tickling the fur there, sending a gentle shiver up her spine. As it turns out, she liked it more than she wanted to admit.

So I guess this means I agree to his terms. Riven thought to herself. It's times like these I wish I wore clothes, perhaps I could drag this out a bit. She didn't waste a moment longer contemplating the situation, if she was going to do this, dammit she was going to do it right! She reached down around the gryphon's massive head and scratched at his cheek ever so gently, causing him to lean into her hand, savoring every touch of her claws. I have him in my grasp, I could do anything I wanted to him!

She contemplated stabbing him in the heart, but only for a fleeting moment before he pushed with much greater force, causing Riven to fall onto her back, her wings splayed out in a tangled mess.

"Oomph, hey!" she protested, but was caught by the gryphon's beak buried between her legs, his nares rubbing against her slit. She reached down to push him away again, but the gentle vibrations of his purring tickled her in a way neither Asher or Carbon could. "Mrrrrrph." She moaned, a quiet whimper under her breath.

Stunned by this powerful sensation, she instinctually spread her legs to give the gryphon easier access to her slit, her wings spreading out against the damp soil to keep her from dragging along with every powerful rub from the gryphon. Just as she felt herself giving into his power, he pulled back and let out an exhale, releasing her from the captivating sensations of his purring, vibrating beak. In this quick moment of clarity, she nearly came to her senses and skitted off, but she remembered that she needed to be here, she needed to really sell her pleasure to him. It was that fleeting moment she convinced herself that the only way he was going to enjoy it was if she enjoyed it.

With reformed confidence, Riven stared directly into Ceylon's blue eyes, grinning as she reached down to stroke his nares. She said no words, but the look on her face and the seduction in her eyes told the gryphon to continue, to do as he pleased with her.

Ceylon grinned devilishly, the fleshy crook of his beak turning up ever so slightly. He opened his beak wide enough for his long, thin, forked tongue to snake out and tickle Riven's lower belly. In the dark cave with only a half dozen scattered torches for light, the only thing she could see was the reflection of the flames glistening off the moisture on his tongue, a twinkling tease to her nethers.

"Oh, don't flick around the bush, sir Ceylon." She cooed as she closed her eyes and laid back, "You know what you want, so go ahead and take it!"

Ceylon wasted no time obliging her demands. He laid down on his belly and flicked his tongue over he slit, both tips of the forked tongue tickling each of her quickly moistening lips, his gentle purrs being slightly more diluted the farther out his tongue went. She let out an ever so gentle squeak as she spread pushed back on his tongue, spreading her legs a little farther, hoping for him to get him a little closer, a little deeper.

The much larger gryphon took the hint and pushed himself in deeper, allowing his tongue to penetrate her, the forked tip easily pushing past her swelling and tender lips to sample her slick, viscous fluids. With that first taste of her, Ceylon had a fleeting memory of his past lover, more notably the scents and flavors she offered him. This queen may not have been his lover, but her willingness and very apparent arousal brought him centuries in the past, reliving memories as vivid as he could remember.

This fantasy quickly turned him from a somewhat reserved beast to a far more dominant host. He reached forward with his claws and lifted her legs into the air, pulling her back onto his tongue as he pressed as much of himself into her as he could. Riven, not protesting in the least, would clench her fists and moan with every tongue penetration he had to offer her. One right after another, he'd push his fleshy tongue into her depths, twist it around to feel around inside, then retract it back into his mouth to swallow her juices as he revelled in her taste. He noticed that with each full-on plunge into her, he couldn't find her cervix, in spite of fact that his tongue was particularly lengthy. He knew from his previous observations that she was more than just talented, but he had no idea she was so well endowed!

Riven, however, was slowly losing herself to Ceylon. Well, mostly just his tongue, powered by his purring. She wanted it deeper, and so did he, so they worked in tandem, Riven baring down on his tongue while he owened up his beak and enveloped her lower body so he could get as much of his tongue inside her.

She moaned, scratching wildly at his beak, but he took no mind of her claws, he was enjoying this sensation too much. As he gaped open his maw, dripping saliva all over Riven's lower body, matting down her auburn fur, making it a mess of her. She didn't mind though, the only thing rocking her body from the groin up was his deep, rhythmic purring, acting like a vibrator made of soft, moist flesh.

The two of them rocked back and forth, pressing as much flesh against one another as they could, Savoring every inch of flesh that rubbed against one another. Their fur and feathers continued to mat up and make a mess of each other.

Caught up in the moment, Riven quickly pushed herself out of the gryphon beak, feeling his fleshy maw rubbing against her fur and his tongue slowly pulling out of her, giving her an oddly empty feeling.

"Hrm?" the gryphon mumbled in confusion, licking his beak of her juices. "What gives?"

She got to her feet and walked past his head, scritching him behind the ear as she walked. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you. Settle down and I'll make sure you're properly taken care of." She dragged her claws down the Ceylon's flank, scritching through feathers then fur as she made her way to his hindquarters.

Without thinking twice about it, he slumped over onto his side and raised his leg, snaking his neck around to get a look at what his toy was doing to him. She was leaning into his belly, nuzzling it and scritching him gently, getting closer and closer to his crotch. She reached down to fondle him a bit but was shocked to not feel any genitals. No sheathe, no cock, no balls.

"Sir Ceylon, how can I...if you don't..." she asked, confused.

Ceylon shuffled up to his feet, pushing her away with his tail. "Don't worry, it's there...just keep rubbing. It'll come."

Riven glanced at his eyes, which were gently glowing in the dimly lit cavern, the flicker of the torches imitating a glimmer in his eyes. Reassured, she chuckled and walked underneath his body, still astonished at how big he was while standing on all fours. She reached up beside her head and gave another rub between his hind legs, this time reaching up and around to his rump where she found a very wet spot adorned with a few soft bristles poking out. It was his cock, barbed for pleasure.

The very touch of her paw on his slit made him tense up, his purring intensifying. It had been so long since he last felt the touch of another, usually it was his own paws or tail stimulating his shaft, but this was a sensation he'd not felt in years, he'd almost forgotten what it was like to have someone else rubbing him. This relatively new sensation caused him to arch his back and thrust his hips gently, the first inches of his massive shaft poking out of the slit.

Riven took note of what she was feeling, this wasn't a sheathe of any sort, just a slit where the vagina should be, with the cock emerging from where the clit would be. She didn't know gryphons had this anatomy, but knowing what she knew now, she did what she could to please him, first by cupping his glans in her hands and spreading the juices he was secreting all over his shaft. As she reached into the slit to find the rest of his member, she took note of its size; as best she could tell, the shaft alone was at least as long as her forearm, the glans as big as her palm. Luckily only the tip was covered in the gentle bristles, if the whole shaft was lined with them then she may have had to refuse entry and find some other solution.

It wasn't long at all before she coaxed more of his shaft out of his slit, she rubbed her hands all the way up and down the length of his member, gripping gently to pull it out before pushing her hands down the length of it again, burying her hands in his slit, every movement she made spreading the thick juices he was dripping all over her fur and his. In and out he hands would go, tugging and stroking the shaft for a moment, pausing only to apply some of this fluid to her own slit. His juices were far more copious than her own, even if they were the same consistency.

Riven could both hear and feel a deep growl coming from deep in Ceylon's throat, no longer a purr and more a roar than anything else, but it was muted so her guards outside the cave wouldn't come in and investigate, she didn't want them to see her with someone else and she certainly didn't want them to think there was a threat.

The gryphon's hips began to rhythmically thrust against Riven's flesh, treating her open palms as a masturbation sleeve. She was quick to catch on, so she positioned herself right in front of his slit, reaching her arms up so that his shaft was resting against both her forearms as her hands cupped his still-flat knot, slowly tugging on it to make it emerge fully from his slit.

Ceylon leaned down and clawed at the ground, getting more involved in the feral act of breeding. He was trying to grab his gryph-mare, but his partner was a wolfess, so all he got was clumps of damp soil as he pawed aimlessly. His hips were taking over for him, pushing down against Riven in wet, sloppy thrusts.

She didn't take but a moment to tease the gryphon further, sticking her tongue out to lick his tip. She was pleasantly surprised at how sweet his fluids tasted, so she sucked back the liquid on her tongue and wrapped as much of her maw around his tip as she could, careful to keep her lips on his flesh and not let her teeth touch. The barbs didn't hurt in the least, in fact they gave her a tingling sensation that made her gulp and swallow much of the fluid that was secreting from his pulsating glans. With each gulp, her tongue would massage his flesh in a gentle, wavelike motion towards the tip, coaxing the first drips of precum from him. This new taste was almost the same as the fluid that his shaft was secreting, but it was warmer and a bit more viscous. She had to gulp twice to swallow the first bead that emerged before pulling her mouth off his tip. She licked her lips while nuzzling the long rod of flesh, her arms still cradling its entire length and gripping at the base.

"Wow..." she muttered under her breath before licking her muzzle clean of all the mixed fluids. She hadn't seen this much lube in her entire life, not in one place, anyway.

Gently, she wrapped her hands around his knot and slowly pulled away, a long, slow stroke from the base to the tip, cupping the tip and gathering as many of the lube as she could from him. As she pulled away, she heard a soft whimper from Ceylon, who was almost fully feral at this point, rationality dropped in lieu of a more carnal pleasure. A single strand connected the small puddle of lube in her paws to his glans, spider-webbing in between the soft barbs there.

She didn't waste any time with the lube, she didn't want to make Ceylon wait to get his cock warm again. She reached down with one hand to rub the fluid all over her lips, inserting her slick finger into her canal to spread the lube as deep inside herself as she could, careful to keep her other hand stable and cupped, she didn't want to lose a single drop.

Riven paused a moment, not sure what to do with the remaining fluid on her other hand. She couldn't drop it, she couldn't use it, not externally, anyway.

In a flash of genius, she pressed her other hand against her well-moistened lips and inserted all four fingers in herself and used her free hand to push it in as deep as she could, leaning back ever so gently to let gravity pour the lube down her fingers and into her canal. This worked like a charm, and between the copious fluids and a gentle application of pressure, was able to push her hand fully into herself, a gentle gasp excaping her lips as her knuckles pressed past her ring of inner flesh, temporarily locking her paw in place.

But Ceylon was getting impatient with Riven tending only to herself. He took a few tiny steps forward and arched his back gently, a thrust that barely poked Riven's chest, knocking her off balance and causing her to fall backwards onto his forelegs.

Instantly, the gryphon turned his massive head around to glance at Riven, who was now looking up at him from the dirt. "Be careful." she grumbled, "I'm much smaller than you."

"Sorry." Ceylon apologized, "Just...please don't stop..."

Riven was smitten with his needy whimper, so didn't hesitate to get back to work. She was very careful that the dirt didn't get stuck in the wetness that was smothering her entire crotch area. She didn't want the soil to get inside her, that could really ruin her evening. As she leaned back, she cupped his glans and gave it a gentle lick before turning around, lifting her tail, and backing up. The problem, however, was that his legs were considerably longer than hers and even dangling straight down, his cock just barely tickled the fur on her rump. She tried going up on her very toes, but that still just barely brought her rump up high enough that his tip would poke just under her tail. She really didn't want to go that route.

"Erm, Ceylon, darling." she cooed.

He swung his head back around, glaring at her. "Yes, my queen?"

She went up on her tiptoes and back down to the flats of her feet, holding onto his cock and trying to press it against her flesh, demonstrating her issues. "It's kind of hard to continue if you can't reach..." She trailed off, demonstrating her folly a few more times before letting go.

Ceylon saw what he needed to do, so he shifted his weight back and forth on his hind legs, slowly spreading them and kneeling down, easily giving her enough of his shaft to play with. He nodded while looking her in the eye then chirped.

She knew what to do.

Not wasting another moment, and with his knot now pressing against her rump, his shaft rubbing her inner thigh, Riven went back to work. She reached back to grip his massively thick shaft as best she could, the lube making it hard to get any control over it. She rubbed her lips up and down the shaft, bending her knees and holding him in place the best she could to spread their collective juices against each other. She could feel him applying pressure slowly, arching his back and bucking his hips with every rub, and every time her tender flesh would gently tickle his barbs, she could feel a shudder through his body, a pleasant wave of muscle convulsions capitalizing on the friction.

It was just then, with her pussy rubbing up and down this absolutely massive shaft, that she realized just how much she wanted to enjoy this. Her slit was moist not just with the fluid he was excreting, but her own eagerness as well, their juices combining into a cocktail so thick and slippery she felt she could take all he had to offer and more.

And dammit, she wanted to take it all! She wanted to feel that massive gryphon cock spreading her lips wide and filling her to the brim. She was always eager to try new things, and she was equally as eager to do what she needed, so to her this was truly a mutually pleasing engagement. No longer were there hints of hesitation littering her mind, everything was sensual to her right now. She wanted to take it all not just for her people, but for herself as well. It didn't feel like work to her, not right now; it felt more like playtime to her, with a partner even more endowed than both of her other playmates together.

And she was loving every tension filled second!

But she didn't want to delay the inevitable! She reached between her legs ans grasped his cockhead, rolling the glans in her finger a bit before kneeling just enough that the tip's barbs were tickling her vulva, a sensation unlike anything she'd felt before. She actually had to hold back from letting out a whimper. She wanted it in her, but she didn't want him to know she did, so she teased him a moment longer by rubbing her lips up and down his shaft a few times.

But Ceylon was truly getting impatient. Not wanting to wait and longer, he lifted his hips just enough that his tip was just above her tail, out of reach of her so she couldn't control it. With one slow but strong thrust, he pressed himself down on her, his cock missing his mark by more than a few inches, poking her on the left rump cheek and pushing her forward.

"OOMPF!" she grunted as she fell on her hands and knees. "Hey, Be gentle, how many times do I have to tell you, I'm ..."

But she didn't get a chance to finish her sentence, Ceylon pressed his lower body down on her, rubbing himself all over her back and stomping down both his front paws beside her. It was much like a lion, almost standing erect over his female, hips pressed down and displaying dominance over her.

Riven felt a moment of worry, his body was pressed down against hers, flattening her wings against her back and forcing her down onto her chest, he could very well crush her if he wasn't careful, and it was clear he was giving himself into the more beastly tendencies of his feral counterparts. Her hips were still raised high, as she was still on her knees, but the rest of her body was flat against the dirt as he thusted his massive shaft along her back, gumming up her fur and messing up her tail.

She tried to lean forward a bit to give him room to aim, but he quickly leaned back, tensed his cock, and pressed forward. This time, he hit home. His massive cocktip pushed in between her rump cheeks, automatically aligning itself to her crotch, following the trail of fluids that led to her tender pussy.

Riven took in a deep gasp as his cock pressed into her eager canal, pushing the vulva inward before the skin stretched out and wrapped itself around his cock head. The barbs were pressed tight against his glans, giving it a bumpy, detailed texture rather than the tickly sensation it gave her throat. She could feel the lube dripping down the back of her legs as it was wiped off his cock by her flesh. She could feel every sensation as the pointed, barbed tip pressed its way into her, an oddly uncomfortable feeling that quickly gave way to pleasure as her flesh stretched and her muscles trembled under the pressure of the massive fleshy lance.

He didn't go too deep, not this time. He buried his barbed glans and a couple inches of his ribbed, tapered shaft, and held there for a moment before shuddering and slowly pulling out. But it didn't just slide out like it slid in, as he pulled, the friction of the tightness paired with the texture of his barbs tugged at her flesh, pulling her back a bit before quickly shifting backwards a few inches, his glans expanding and getting caught on her ring of tight flesh. Another tug and it popped out, leaving her pussy to gape, slowly closing up and regaining its shape after the withdraw.

Riven gasped and breathed heavily. "Again..." She whimpered.

It wasn't clear if Ceylon understood or was just continuing, but he immediately thrust again, piercing her tender flesh for a second time. With her lips and the first few inches of her pussy tenderized and stretched from the first penetration, the massive lance of flesh was able to easily push in another six inches.

The gentle friction of a massive cock the size of a forearm forcing its way into a relatively tiny but well trained pussy made Riven feel a gentle burn inside of her. It wasn't unpleasant, but it did feel rather intense, and quickly gave way to a gentle tingling of pleasure that surged through her body. Chest pushed roughly into the dirt of the cave, she tried to push back on the massive member that was nearly splitting her open.

Just as she was getting used to the flesh that spread her wide, she felt it slowly slide out of her, leaving her wanting even though the tip was still inside her. She was about to lean back into it again, but Ceylon's hips bucked once again, this time a bit faster and a bit stronger, a wet and sloppy thrust that spread her flesh open even wider, extending her canal deeper as he thrust. She grasped fruitlessly at the dirt, trying for traction so she could push back and take even more of it, but she felt him slide out once again to ready himself for another deep, powerful thrust.

He would continue this, slowly thrusting in deep until her pussy couldn't handle any more, then once she was comfortable with the massive lance that filled her nethers, he would slowly pull out so only his tip was enveloped in her flesh, then push in again. Every time he did this he got a few inches in, absolutely shocked beyond belief that he never found her limits. Even as his cock pierced up to the top of his knot, he was amazed to feel that she could likely take more!

Both Riven and Ceylon were losing themselves to their instincts at this point. Riven was pressing her hips down on Ceylon's shaft as Ceylon was rhythmically thrusting his hips, faster and stronger with each sloppy, messy, wet thrust. With her flesh properly stretched and able to accommodate him, it was no longer a matter of gentle love, but savage breeding, and neither of them would have it any other way.

As Ceylon would thrust, pushing in as far as he could, Riven would let out a gasp and a brisk moan as she pushed back, trying to get as much in her as she could before he pulled out. Her lips would wrap around the top of his knot only slightly, but the knot was entirely too large for her, even only partially inflated it would push against her hips and roughly drag her against the ground, causing her to re-adjust herself by moving back or he would take a baby step forward to not lose a single inch on this ever-so-needy queen.

But it wasn't enough for either of them. In one particularly violent thrust, Ceylon would arch his back and raise his beak to the top of the cave, letting out a deep moan as he pushed as hard as he could, Riven digging her claws into the ground to take it as best she could, but failing. The power of the thrust just caused her to make three-foot long claw-marks in the dirt, resulting in Ceylon's pullout to be full, rather than leaving his tip inside her it was dangling out in the air, cold.

Tired but not done, Ceylon took a step back from Riven and sat on his haunches, watching as the combined fluids dripped down her pussy lips and into her leg fur.

She let out a giggle as the lube trickled down her flesh and fur, slowly getting up with what strength she had, stumbling a bit before regaining her posture and taking a good long look at Ceylon. "Well..." she sighed, her nethers rather tender and still tingling with the pleasure of being stretched to their limit. She was going to speak, but stopped herself and instead leaned up against Ceylon and pushed into him, indicating he was to go onto his back. He resisted at first, somewhat confused, but then relented and fell onto his back.

Riven grinned and looked at the massive gryphon cock that lie in front of her, licking her lips at the thought of it in her. The sensations of it being inside her were still lingering in her nethers, so it was hard to walk without her legs wobbling a little beneath her. Her eyes were adjusting to the light, but it didn't change the fact that the cave was dark and the only really bright spot on the entire gryphon was the dancing reflection of the flame dancing on the slick sheen of his cock.

Careful not to step on his tail or trip, she shuffled forward and reached out to lean against his rump, the heat from his cock permeating the air around them both, his scent filling up her nostrils like a thick steam. As she crawled up over his belly, his cock dragged against her belly fur, the slick fluids leaving a trail from between her breasts to her lower belly. She reached down and wrapped both hands around his tip and gave it a few slow gentle strokes, keeping her eyes up looking directly into Ceylon's. She didn't want to break his gaze as she slowly rotated her palms around his barbed glans. She could feel his flesh tense up in pleasure as the barbs poked out, tickling the fur on her fingers.

Riven only grinned before looking down and giving the tip yet another lick. The scent was overwhelming, coercing her to believe that she could suck some essence of it into her, something she hoped to be everlasting, even though she would have known that not to be the case if her head was in the right place.

It didn't take long for her to desire that massive cock in her again, the warmth, the slickness, the wet squelching noises as she stroked, the scent....definitely the scent! All of her senses were tickled pink, but none as red and swollen as her stretched, needy vulva.

Her chest and belly wet, she leaned into his cock, pressing it against her matted fur, sure to tickle his entire length the best way she knew how without rushing to the fucking. She wanted him in her again, but she knew the value of foreplay, she knew how important it was to make sure they were both ready before taking the plunge. Well, before letting him take the plunge. She didn't stop, she just kept thrusting her entire body over his length in slow sensual waves before leaning as far forward as she could, keeping a hand on his tip before pushing back, guiding him to her dripping wet lips.

She let out a strained gasp as his tip entered her; he felt so massive inside her, far more massive than she expected. He certainly wasn't any bigger than before, he hadn't grown, yet she felt tight like they hadn't fucked just minutes before. Had she tightened up already? She was more than able to keep herself tight for her partners, but not for him! She didn't need to stay tight for a cock half the length of her torso!

But it didn't matter, as she stay there, frozen in position kneeling on his belly trying to not push back until she was ready, she felt Ceylon's muscles tense up a bit before pushing his hips up into her.

"Aah!" Riven cried out, leaning forward to keep him from impaling her entirely. "Not...not yet, go a bit slower, let me do it..." she managed to get out between alternating gasps and breaths.

Ceylon's ears perked up, confused. "What? Why? I thought you could..."

"No, just let me do it."

She didn't let him respond, just pushed his beak away and slowly leaned back again, his pointed tip spreading her wide once again; she winced as she felt her lips wrap around his shaft, sucking it in inch by inch. It almost felt like she was being ripped, her tender flesh feeling even more sensitive than before, every inch deeper he went feeling like he was growing inside her. She reached down with one hand to test his girth, and she confirmed he wasn't growing, it just felt like that to her incredibly strained pussy.

She tried pushing down more, but winced as a shudder rocked her body, and she had to get him to pull out. Slowly, and accented by the wet squishing slop of his cock sliding out of her, she pulled forward until his cock was almost entirely out of her, only the very tip stay resting on the first inches of her canal, ready to push in again.

She was slower this time, gradually feeling that tapered tip spread her flesh to accommodate him. She could tell he appreciated every inch, because she could feel his cock tense, a move so subtle yet felt like such a substantial movement inside her hypersensitive canal. It didn't matter how slow she went, it just felt so big in her, it FELT bigger than a fist, but so much more sensual. The smooth moist flesh of a cock had so much less friction than a fist, and it felt better for that reason.

As she knelt on his belly, gently and slowly thrusting on the massive rod of flesh that was spreading her as far as she could go, she took in a deep breath and prepared herself. With one slow but forceful push, she managed to take every inch of his cock, right up to the top of his knot! A strong wave of pain erupted from her nethers, the stretched feeling giving way to a torn feelin. This didn't last long, though, as the pain subsided and her body adapted to the girth of the gryphon, the tearing sensation subsided and she felt pleasure again. Not just any pleasure, either, this was a pleasure so intense, brought on be the amount of pressure on every inch of her pussy from her vulva to her hypersensitive G-spot and right down to her deepest depths.

As she lay still, sittng on that massive cock, she closed her eyes and concentrated on relaxing so she could thrust a bit. She laid her hand on her belly as she took a deep breath and could actually feel the faintest definition of his cock pressing against her inner wall. In an odd way, it was rather pleasant!

She wasn't yet ready to start riding him yet, but she did want to do something for Ceylon, something to drive him wild. As she rubbed her belly gently, she also tensed up her muscles and released them intermittedly, giving the impression her flesh was contracting in waves up and down his shaft, pinching his cocktip.

This sensation really set Ceylon off, as Riven could actually feel his own muscles tensing up in unison, the rhythmic pulsing of flesh on flesh imitating a thrust even though neither party was moving Ceylon's hips weren't bucking and Riven wasn't riding his shaft like a proper mount. The only noise in the cave was their strained breaths, echoing off the cave walls.

"Okay..." Riven squeaked out before leaning forward, a gentle suction tugging on her canal as his cock was withdrawn from her. It was a needy, empty feeling she quickly remedied by pushing back again, the sound of flesh on flesh sloshing about as she took his entire cock, this time a much easier task. She could feel his knot press up against her swollen lips, spreading them out farther than his shaft, but she could feel her bones stop it from going any further. "Your Knot...it's too big." She coughed out in between deep breaths.

Ceylon clicked his beak and reached up, wrapping his massive talons around Riven's waist. "I'm sure....I'm sure we can fix that." Without giving Riven time to react, he slowly pulled her up so only his tip was still in her, then forcefully pushed her back down with a wet splat as his cock plunged her depths, the knot pressed tight against her vulva once again.

Riven wanted to protest, she wasn't sure if she was ready for the knot, but ready or not she wasn't going to stop herself from trying. She let out a little moan as she looked up at Ceylon to see if she could read his facial expression to prepare herself, but all she saw was his beatiful blue eyes glowing a gentle sky blue. It was right then that all uncertainty evaporated. She wasn't hypnotized, but she just knew that Ceylon knew what he was doing, she knew this was going to be fun. So she relaxed her muscles and leaned back, letting gravity help.

The knot didn't go in, but she coudld definitely feel its girth pressing against her hind end, spreading her flesh so wide it felt like she was giving birth to a teenaged pup. This intense tension on her flesh should have hurt, an object that size slowly compressing and pressing so firmly against all sides of her walls should have literally torn her open, but any pain she should have felt was replaced by a deep, tingly pleasure, like he was purring and the vibrations were travelling up her body from within, but he wasn't purring. He wasn't making a noise.

With gravity and Ceylon's strength both working on pushing her down on his cock, riven gasped a little as she felt more and more of his massive knot pressing against her flesh, the lips seeming to reach out and wrap around it, trying to suck it in.

Just as she felt it compress enough to wiggle its way past her hip bones, Ceylon lifted her up again, so only his tip was inside her. He held her up a bit as their combined fluids dripped down her legs and fell from her clit onto his belly. She had almost regained herself when he pressed down roughly again until the knot was back to where it was, her lips wrapping around it again.

He did this dozens of times, he'd press her down until his knot felt like it was about to push through, then pull her off, the slick sounds of flesh on flesh getting more intense with every stroke of her body on his member. She could smell his musk, his thick gooey scent, but it was only strong when more of his cock's flesh was exposed to the air, when it was in her the scent was dulled and she felt it more than smelt it.

But in one particularly strong thrust, all the elements aligned. Ceylon pushed down while arching is back up, thrusting his hips into her while she grabbed onto his fur and pushed down, also with the help of gravity. She could feel every tiny sensation as the bulging flesh compressed to make it past her hip bones and decompressed once it got past them, but this time enough of that tender knot-flesh had done it to actually suck the rest of his cock into her, pressing his tip against her very limits.

She let out a loud gasp as she was impaled, tensing up her muscles to hold it in. She'd never been so stretched before; hell, she'd never been so full as to just have his head and shaft in her, let alone this massive knot slowly swelling up, pulling itself in deeper as the knot grew.

Once again, Riven laid her hands on her belly as she leaned backwards, trying to get as much inside her as she could. She could feel every bit of the knot inside her, it didn't leave an imprint, she couldn't see the form through her belly, but she could feel it with her hands as she prodded. The knot kept getting bigger, but this didn't bother her, it was mostly her opening that was tight, canine anatomy is perfect for accomodating knots, they stretch the most to accomodate knots just past the hip bones.

But this...this was like having two balls inflate within her!

With a deep sigh, she leaned to the side, resting her head on his knee, arm cradling her muzzle. Ceylon spoke not a word, just lay back