A Very Long Night
Magnus is a gentle, loving bull, whose mate fancies spicing their love life up a bit with the user of a drug that will chill the bull enough out enough to satisfy his mate when he desires a rough pounding.
I tried to juxtapose the lovey-dovey start of the short and the more rough, feral ending. I also tried to work in some very graphic description of the act itself, and the anatomical features possessed by the character consistent with the species they evolved from. Something I think is important to distinguish furry porn from just porn.
As with every "short" I write however; it seemed to morph into a medium sized little story. Writing short "paw-off fiction" is tougher than it looks.
Enjoy reading, and let me know if I achieved my goal.
A Very Long Night
-by-
Avon DeRussate
Magnus grinned widely as he left the shop, clutching the vial tightly. The red coloured liquid contained within it had not been cheap. More than two weeks worth of his disposable income had been sunk into the potion within the vial. But to the well built bull it would be worth every penny. Both he and his mate had always wanted him to be more dominant and powerful than his normally gentle and polite personality would allow. On those occasions that his partner would encourage him to top, it tended to end in a rather unfulfilled mating for both parties. Not that Magnus did not like to top. But with his natural bovine size, he was always worried about being too forceful or squashing the love of his like under his bulk. With luck, this drug would be just what the doctor ordered to spice up his time topping.
He lifted the vial up to the sky, the diffused sunlight shining through cast a crimson shadow over his broad bovine nose. His long, rough black hued tongue slid lewdly over his lips as he remembered what the witchdoctor who ran the shop had told him.
"A single gulp, and you'll get your wish. Within seconds animal lust will be all that you know, and you will want nothing but the tight, warm passage of your mate. I promise you, my friend, you will both have the time of your lives."
The elderly feline witchdoctor then went on to explain the "science" behind how the drug operated. How it blocked the "upper functions" of the brain, and left only the more primitive, instinct driven hypothalamus in a functioning condition. Magnus did not care for the techno-babble. All he cared about was getting home to his beloved Colton and treat him the way a real bull should treat his cow. No more shy guy. Tonight he would treat his special bunny to a taste of how intense feral lovemaking can be.
Striding across town, he climbed onto his bike and revved the engine, heading across town for home.
The rabbit's sensitive ears picked up the sound of the latch slipping into the keeper as his mate entered their home. Trying to sneak on him no doubt. The buck put his book down, giving an excited wiggle of his short cotton puff of a tail and silently padded over to greet Magnus eagerly. His buck teeth showing as he smiled at his lover, anticipating the evening already.
"Did you get it?!", asked Colton eagerly, bounding from foot to soft furred foot.
"I did indeed.", replied Magnus eagerly, with a smile, handing his partner the hexagonal vial, the mysterious contents suspended inside already giving off an almost magical red glow.
"So this will cure you of your shyness?", inquired the bunny, pressing himself against his mate's chest. He ended up hugging around the comforting bulk and warmth of his bull, and traced his fingers down the shapely muscles of the bovine's wide back.
"I'm not shy...I've told you before..", sighed Magnus, as he leant down to kiss Colton on the nose. "I just like to be gentle..I am worried about...hurting you."
"And I've told YOU before, I am more flexible than I look. There is no need to be worried, love.", replied the bunny, returning the kiss lovingly on the bull's broad lips.
"Yeah...I guess I just have trouble.", admitted Magnus with his usual embarrassed look.
"Well..maybe this drug will help us?"
"Indeed. If this works as I have been told....no more gentle bull..I'll be rutting you hard like an in-heat cow." grinned the bovine, risking a firm slap on the buck's rump.
"That's what I want to hear. Fancy giving it a go then?", replied the bunny with another wiggle of his tail. He loved it when his mate slapped him there; a treat he did not experience as often as he'd like.
"Now?", asked Magnus
"No time like the present."
Magnus, grinning widely, kissed his lover again. Taking off his shirt, which he threw on the sofa, he winked and waved the vial under the bucks nose, as he continued. "Better head into the bedroom and get ready for me then."
Colton complied eagerly, running into their shared bedroom, and quickly closing the curtains. He adjusted the intensity of the lighting, dimming it down until it was just a soft peach coloured glow. His brownish fur stood on end as he settled down into the softness of their bed.
He did not have to wait long before the impressively built shape of his mate appeared at the doorway. The bull had already lost the rest of his clothing, probably also thrown somewhere on the sofa, or in the hallway. The firm weighty-looking bovine sheath was already throbbing a little from the barely contained excitement within. The bull already going over the forthcoming events in his head.
Deciding to start without the influence of the potion, he joined his mate on the, and shuffled down towards the bottom, placing little kisses down Colnton's neck and chest. Lapping lovingly at the peppery taste, an ever present natural feature of the rabbit's natural brown fur, he worked lower, ever closer to his mate's own prize of bunnyhood.
Colton gasped a little under the tender licks and friendly nibbles, spreading his legs to give his mate easier access to his intimate area. Magnus did not decline in the invitation, and ran his tongue into the pouch of the freely offered rabbit sheath, pushing firmly past the resisting opening, and warmly curling it around the bulging tip hidden within the tight folds. Gripping his mate's firm un-furred balls, he squeezed each one gently. The rough nubs of his warm bovine tongue grazed against the buck's meat causing it to throb and slowly fill out.
"Ohh...I love it when you squeeze there", panted an excited Colton as the inner flesh of his maleness in full arousal started to push his mate's tongue out of the tight confines of his sheath.
Colton was well endowed, especially for a leporid. A feature that Magnus liked. It gave him something that fit nicely in his broad muzzle. Something to suck on as he prepared his mate. His thick fingers, terminated as they were in the hardened nailtips, easily snaked their way under the trembling brown-furred body of his partner, and pressed urgently against the wanton, snug opening of the rabbit's pucker. Mumbling gently as he felt the buckhood swell a little in his muzzle in response to his forceful touch, Magnus tried to press his digit a little further inwards. Feeling his own cocklength start to throb and slip free. The thick, but also long and pointed length glistened a little in the light from the slick sheath-juices coating the flesh. Magnus slipped his other hoofhand down to gently stroke over himself, squeezing the base of his beefstick as his nose picked up the combined scents of the twin arousals.
Shuffling back against the invading thick fingertip Colton moaned loudly as he felt the tightness of his passage spread by the thick invading hoofnail. He bucked forcefully against his bull's tough tongue, panting as his fleshy anal walls twitched and sucked against the intruder. The rabbit's naturally high body temperature only climbing further as the lust flowed over him. His naked balls started to throb a little; sympathetic to his growing arousal. He shuffled a little, moaning, worried that the pleasure would cause him to cum prematurely. "N..no......please...just take me now.", the bunny insisted, his ears drooping back against his head.
Magnus released the meat and licked his lips with a wide grin. He reached over the retrieve the vial with the magic liquid within."Guess it is time to see if this works then." the bull chuckled.
Tilting his head back, he used the included dropped to place three drops of the liquid onto his tongue, which he then swallowed. The taste was rather bitter, but Magnus did not care. Instead, he continued to paw at his now fully engorged flesh, directing his lover to turn his tail end to him. As Colton complied, he took a moment to look over the beauty of his mate's rear. The teasing little tear drop of the buck's tail held high to expose the stretched, but still snug-looking target held under there. He huffed a little as the fast acting drug already started to take effect, his vision starting to cloud, and his nostrils widening to take in a lungful of scent filled air. Magnus could swear that the scent had become sharper, more earthy.
He rested his chin on his partner's rear, shuffling his lower half towards the bunny, and started to grunt a little as the he more picked up on the pheromones in the scent more easily. Licking gently, at the rabbit's neck, he hoisted himself onto the bunny's back, and started to jab around under the tail. The drug was working very quickly now. There was no going back. Gripping the buck tightly with his arms, the bull hissed through his teeth as the pre slicked tip of his his thick, conical meat, kissed the tight pucker of the rabbit's male opening. With a feral grunt, he jabbed against the opening, drawing his hips back urgently only to slam forwards again, urgently seeking relief in the tight warmth his animal instincts told him lay under the raised tail.
"Owww...careful...not so fast." insisted Colton, the sudden pressure at his barely prepared passage causing him to wince a little. Now worried that he had bitten off more than he could chew, the buck rabbit tried to get his mate to go slow, at least at first.
But Magnus could not hear, or understand the pleading of his lover. Snorting through his nose, the bull gripped his mate tightly and delivered a brutal inward jab. Sheathing the slick, naked, and steel hardened eight inch arousal deep within his "cow." Lowing loudly, he pressed his mate against the mattress, pounding hard now into the tight passage, which only gripped down harder against the invader as he delivered his breeding tool in another deep inward jab. Feeling the super heated velvet walls of the buck's passage tightening and sucking at his tool, the bull set to work.
His thoughts clouded by the effect of the drug, the creature under his chest was no longer his mate, the love of his life, but simply a cow, to be used; to be bred; to be made big with his calf. Magnus started to drool on the bunny's neck as his hips battered the abused passage again and again. The low hanging, naked, copious bovine nuts swung freely in their capacious pouch, smacking against the bunny's as he picked up the pace.
Colton squealed loudly, and clawed at the bedsheets as the sharp pain racked his body. He whimpered under the weight of the brutal animal now using his body as a breeding toy. He gripped hard at the sheets, and gritted his teeth, willing his body to loosen and lessen the pain at least a little. Despite the initial pain, his body betrayed his true feelings. He liked being used like this. He liked being a brood cow for his mate now pounding hard against his bruised passage. His own throbbing arousal did not retreat into it's sheath despite the pain. As his snug bowels started to get used to the length and thickness of his lover, the pain slowly lessened and the bunny was able to start to stroke himself under his lover's relentless mating.
For Magnus the mating was now just feral rutting. He no longer even noticed the features of his partner, whimpering under him. The hot flesh of the rabbit's inner ring now giving way to the tip of the bovine member slamming mercilessly into him. Magnus lowed again out loud as he felt a pressure of his own, near his own entrance, which now twitched in excitement in time with his pounding heart. The pressure which heralded the imminent surge of pleasure that would accompany his release. The reward given by nature itself to all intelligent creatures for a successful mating.
Colton now moaned under his lover, his body now accustomed to the forceful rutting. He pawed over his own rabbithood harder now, letting out an airless gasp and a little dribble of pre every time the hardened tip of his mate's cock-length battered against his pleasure centre. The bunny now started to press back, as if begging for a deeper rutting than even his powerful mate could provide. He, too, now further aroused by the thought of being a willing cumdump for his lover, a receptacle for his calf. "That's it! Breed me!", cried Colton out loud despite knowing Magnus could not understand him
Now nearing his climax, Magnus gripped tighter around his bunny's sides before delivering one final gargantuan inward thrust, almost powerful enough to lift the smaller rabbit off the bed. He let out a deep bellow as his sticky, white, sperm filled semen powerfully sprayed the buck's passage, painting it with his gooey gobs of cream. The battering force of his cock only pushing the potent bovine ejaculate further into the depths of his leoprine lover. Throwing, he mooed out loud again as a second wave left the cum-reservoirs, deep in his body, almost scalding the rabbit's bowels with it's heat as he completed the breeding of his "cow."
Feeling the sudden surge of heat pushed the bunny himself over the edge. His smaller, but no less hard pointed length of rabbitmeat exploded onto the bed below and his chest as the pressure and feeling of fullness helped him to his own climax. He collapsed on the bed as his lover slipped off his back with a dribble of escaping semen. The sticky, fertile river of liquid cattle dribbled between his cheeks and down his leg a little. He giggled inwardly, very satisfied from the firm mating he had just experienced. Indeed the strange red liquid had more than lived up to its claim. He jumped a little as he suddenly felt a cool nose under his tail, and giggled out loud this time as his lover scented at the spilled semen back there. Magnus's lip then peeled back as he analysed the chemicals in the spilled seed, mixed as they were with the buck's own creamy ejaculate. The bull then sorted, and seemed to paw at the bed with his left hoofpaw. Clearly the scent had again aroused him.
"I wonder how long the effects of this drug last?" was Colton's only thought as he felt the familiar weight on his back and heard the sound of the insistent snorting again. It was going to be a very long night.