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The Last Shemale Queen

A sequel to The Seduction of Seleste

Juicy Cock

Chapter 18

Tala fled up the stairs with Yatokya's touch still tingling on her body, with his kisses still tingling on her neck. Her erection went down as she ran, softening until it slapped her pussy with each step. Face stained with tears, she burst into her mother's room.

Seleste was in bed, on her side, sleeping with the blue sheet up over her shoulder. She sat up sleepily when Tala flew into the room and flopped on the edge of the bed. She buried her face in her paws and wept.

"Oh, Tala . . ." Seleste moaned sadly. Pulling back the sheet, she sat up and wrapped Tala in her arm.

Tala dropped her head on her mother's shoulder, relishing in the steady stroking of Seleste's small paw on her mane. "Oh, Mom! He - he told me he loved me!"

Seleste laughed. "Tala! So you ran upstairs crying?"

Tala sniffed. "He touched my penis and said he loved it."

Seleste was silent, her eyes soft with sympathy. She tilted her head and touched Tala's mane lovingly.

"But how could he like my penis? He's a male!" Tala made a face. "He didn't mean it. He can't . . . He doesn't know what he's talking about."

"Tala, plenty of males like penis . . ."

"But not _females_with penises! How could he like that? He can't!"

Seleste sighed. "Oh, I don't know . . ."

Tala sputtered as her mother's clit slowly sprouted into a soft cock. She stared, agape. "Mom! Are you . . .?"

"No," said Seleste at once, "I'm not shemale, honey. I simply learned a magic trick a long time ago. Your penis is an actual penis that can produce children . . . mine is just a big clit. I wanted to stop using it, but . . ." She smiled. "You father was _crazy_for it."

Tala blushed to her hairline. "Mom! Gross!"

Seleste laughed.

"But why did you want to stop using it?" Tala said suspiciously. "Because it was disgusting and you hated it!"

"No, honey," Seleste said soothingly. "It was embarrassing and hard to control. Public erections . . . and a complete loss of my inhibitions." Seleste laughed flatly. "I admire your self control, sweetheart. I really do." She suddenly tilted her head down and looked Tala deep in the eyes. "You do have self-control, don't you? You aren't - sleeping around --?"

"No!"

Seleste rubbed Tala's arm. "Good girl."

"So . . ." Tala sniffed, blinking as Seleste dabbed her tears with a cloth, "Daddy liked your penis? And he still loved you and everything?"

"And everything."

Tala frowned. "But that's still different. You weren't born with yours."

Seleste shook her head. "My poor Tala. So determined to be unhappy! There's a male downstairs who loves you and accepts you for who and what you are, and all you can do is find reasons to refuse him. Tala . . ." Seleste cupped Tala's face and made her look at her. "What are you really afraid of?"

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Tala didn't have an answer to Seleste's question. She didn't want to know the answer. What she cared about was setting her mother free! She had to find a way to the sea of ice. She had to break the crystals! Only then would the greed of the fox kingdom end. If she waited for Aayan to save everyone, she'd be waiting in her grave!

In the morning, they gathered in the small kitchen nook for breakfast. Tala noticed right away that her little brother had taken quite a liking to Yatokya. Achai chattered away at Yatokya nonstop while Seleste looked on amusement. Yatokya made an effort to seem enthusiastic about the conversation, but Tala saw the flickering sadness in his eyes and knew he was thinking about the night before. Sitting across from him at the small table, she avoided his eyes at all costs, instead looking out the round window as she ate from her bowl.

Tala felt terrible. Yatokya had confessed his love . . . and she had run away from him. She felt miserable and confused and she didn't know what to do to make things right. She suddenly realized what it would have been like for Yanaba had she made her love confession and was exceedingly glad she had not. Yanaba . . . her beautiful Yanaba. Yatokya had mentioned her and she was dying to ask, but she didn't dare. She didn't dare speak a word to him. How could she think of asking about Yanaba when he was hurting so? And because of her.

Tala stole a glance at Yatokya. His eyes met hers, danced over her softly and fondly, then darted away wretchedly. She continued to watch him after that, her eyes soft with thought, something warm beginning in her heart. He loved her. Iko had been right. All these years . . . and he had loved her? Yanking her mane and running away, calling her the Thing, had been to spite her when they were children. It had all been to spite her for never looking his way, for always looking at Yanaba instead.

With breakfast over, Seleste set out for the sea of ice with Achai, cautioning Tala and Yatokya a last time to remain hidden in the house. Tala promised that they would and smiled when her mother kissed her on the cheek. When Seleste and Achai had made their way out the broken door - with the use of telekinesis - Tala hurried to the window and looked out.

Outside, the white cobbled stones spread away in all directions, dazzling bright in the sunlight. There were gigantic gold statues of foxes, their paws holding curled staffs. The statues towered thirty feet high and winked in the sunlight as they stared blankly into space. Directly across from her mother's house was the great palace where the royal family lived. Seleste's house -- as well as the other small houses of the frost wolves -- was actually located on the edge of the courtyard.

A fountain stood in the center of the courtyard, and white birds splashed in it, clacking their beaks and tilting their heads, hopping in the looming trees and darting under the press of green bushes. Frost wolves came, one after another, and stepped into the fountain before disappearing in a flash of light. Seleste and Achai were met by two frost wolves - a male and a female. The four of them stepped into the fountain and also disappeared. Tala smiled: the fountain was a portal to the sea of ice!

Tala heard the scrape of a chair behind her. "Well, I'm off to bed," Yatokya said.

Tala turned to him, and her eyes danced over him anxiously. "You just woke up, Yato."

"Nooooo," he sang irritably. "After you broke the couch, I spent a rather uncomfortable night on the floor. And after you broke my heart, I guess I didn't sleep much."

Tala bit her lip. "Oh, Yato, I . . ."

He waited, regarding her calmly.

Tala twisted her fingers. "I don't know what to say."

He frowned slightly. "Tell me why you ran from me last night. Tala . . . I know it's hard to believe that I love you after the way I've treated you . . . God, if you didn't drive me crazy, I think I'd have been a whole lot nicer."

Tala laughed sadly.

Yatokya sat on the couch, which was a lot closer to the floor after Tala had broken its legs the night before. He patted the cushion beside him. Tala hesitated and went to him. They sat together, and glancing at Yatokya out of the corner of her eye, Tala saw him trying to get up the nerve to put his arm around her. It was cute. She did it for him and he laughed.

"I didn't want to upset you again," he said.

Tala smiled and lay her head on his shoulder. She didn't see it when he smiled fondly at her. His fingers played a moment in her mane, then his other paw reached over and quietly took hers.

"Why did you run?" he whispered.

Tala closed her eyes. "I was afraid."

"Of what?"

"Of you realizing . . ." She took a breath and admitted, "Of you realizing you hated my penis! And then you'd ridicule it again . . ."

"Tala," Yatokya said miserably. "Boy, I've really done a number on you, haven't I?"

Tala squeezed his fingers gently. She was frightened of hurting him. His big fingers massaged hers slowly, lovingly. Her lashes fluttered when he lifted her paw to his lips and kissed it.

"I love everything about you, Tala. Penis and pussy."

"You mean it?" Her voice was almost a sob. She willed herself not to cry. She was suddenly very, very happy. She closed her eyes when he stroked her mane again.

"Every word. I wanted to prove it last night. I wanted to suck it. I practically begged you to let me."

"You would do that?" Her lashes fluttered again.

"If you would let me, Tala." He nuzzled his nose against her and whispered, "I'd lick your pussy too. I'd lick every delicious inch between your thighs."

Tala shivered when he wetly kissed her ear. "Oh . . . Yato . . ." She glanced down. Her penis was starting to harden.

"You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," he went on. "I've always been afraid to tell you that."

"Why?"

"Wait, I've got more clichéd things to whisper in your ear."

Tala laughed. She felt his cheek bulge in a smile when he nuzzled his nose against her again. They sat in a happy silence together, cuddling, holding paws, and it occurred to Tala that she could never have spoken so intimately with Yanaba a day in her life. She didn't even know Yanaba! Once they drifted apart, they had stopped talking. But Yatokya . . . they had always argued and bickered and traded insults back and forth, and they knew each other well for those exercises.

"Why were you afraid to tell me?" Tala asked seriously. She waited, long lashes blinking. She could feel his indecision without even looking at him. She squeezed his fingers gently. "Don't hold back on me, Yato."

He shrugged dismally. "Well, how could I tell you unless I knew you felt the same? Do you, Tala?"

Tala bit her lip.

He lifted her chin and looked into her eyes. "Do you love me?"

"Yes . . ." she admitted, trembling.

He smiled. "So your penis and pussy and everything . . . it's all mine?"

Tala laughed and put her head on his shoulder again. "Yes, Yato. It's all yours."

"You mean . . . no one has ever . . .?" He coughed, and she knew he was struggling to find the words. He wanted to know if she still had her maidenhead . . . and if anyone had done anything to her penis.

Tala closed her eyes. No one had touched her penis before Yatokya. The lone wolves had been too horrified . . . but the arrow wolves had tried. On the way to their village, they decided they were going to gang rape her. They had spent days tending to her wounds in the forest. When she had recovered, she pretended that she was still ill, knowing their intentions and determined to surprise them. When they gathered around, cocks erect and eager to plough her, she surprised them with broken necks and crushed faces. Oh, how she surprised them.

And after the arrow wolves, she had been with Iko and Aayan. She had thought about approaching Iko. The ancient fox seemed like someone who could teach her, someone she could learn from. But Iko became so much like a mother to her, she had suddenly felt too embarrassed and had not asked.

"Tala . . ." Yatokya smoothed his paw on Tala's little thigh. "Spread your legs . . ."

Tala trembled slightly as she obeyed. She watched with fluttering lashes as Yatokya touched her penis. He rolled her dick carefully in his large fingers, as if he was shaping it. When she looked at him, his eyes were soft with admiration. She couldn't believe it. She glanced down at his lap: he was getting hard.

Yatokya frowned. "Shit." As he cursed to himself, his cock suddenly stood erect, hard and strong. His pretty brown eyes glanced at Tala, then he took her paw and guided it into a stroke on his cock. Tala blushed bright. She was shaking and nervous.

"What's the matter?" he whispered breathlessly.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"I trust you, Tala. You won't hurt me. Here . . ." He closed her fingers tighter on his cock. "That's it . . . that's good. Do you like it?" He stroked her cock deeply.

"Y-Yes," Tala whispered weakly.

They peered into each other's eyes as they fondled each other. Tala felt her cock flinch in Yatokya's paw and bit her lip. He smiled his handsome smile, then his eyes softened again, and he kissed her.

Their heads twisted, and they moaned through the kiss. Yatokya pulled away and began kissing her neck, her collarbone. He kissed down and down to her small tit, and then he suckled hungrily.

"Ah-ahh. . . .oh, Yato," Tala whispered breathlessly and curled her fingers in his mane.

He pulled her closer, and his kisses traveled lower. Her heart was pounding. She watched with heaving breasts as he knelt between her thighs. She knew what he was going to do: he looked at her pink erection and his eyes were burning hungrily. She had the sudden desire to stop him but could not move.

"What are you doing . . .?"

"I'm going to suck your juicy cock," he whispered.

She blushed crimson. Then it happened: he devoured her. She watched with heaving breasts as his head went up and down in her lap. The spit oozed hot out of his mouth, until her cock was glistening. The sucking sounds made Tala flattened her ears and squirm. God, he was good at this! She started panting shrilly, trying to keep control. Her breasts were heaving hard now. He reached up and squeezed one. She watched, trembling, as he sucked her tit again, flicking his tongue lightly against the nipple. Then he looked at her lap. She stiffened when he slid two fingers in her pussy.

He frowned and looked up at her. "I hurt you?"

Tala gulped and shook her head furiously. "Please," she whispered and touched his face, "don't stop."

He looked at her with a helpless expression that startled her, and his chest heaved. Then he bowed his head again, and fingering her tight pussy, he ravished her cock again in long sucks.

Tala grimaced when she came. She heard Yatokya gulping and licking his lips. Then their panting was the only sound in the room. Suddenly tired and deliciously happy, Tala sagged down from the couch and into Yatokya's arms. She wrapped her thighs around him and hugged him tight, thinking, Mine. This handsome prince is all, all mine.

Yatokya rested his cheek on her mane and smoothed his big paws up and down her back. She closed her eyes happily and thought back to that night in the Old Kingdom, when she had spied on Aayan and Iko. Now she understood what she had seen . . . the panting and the grimacing and the desperation of their frantic paws. She blushed all over when she thought of riding Yatokya the way Iko had ridden Aayan. She wondered if Yatokya would let her come in his face as she rode him.

"I can't stop thinking . . ." he whispered and showered her with lazy kisses, "of being inside you now. I'd rather wait for a proper bed, though, if you don't mind." He laughed weakly. "Taking you on the floor here would be just a bit crude."

Tala laughed. She pulled back and looked into his eyes. They rubbed noses and kissed tenderly.

They were still kissing when someone burst through the door.

Tala and Yatokya scrambled up as a fox staggered in. The door - having been ripped off its hinges by Tala - crashed into the wall when it was pushed. The fox halted and looked at it in astonishment, then she looked at Tala and Yatokya. She was small and slender, with big breasts and erect pink nipples. Her paws, face, and mane were white, as were the tips of her many tails. Her tails fluttered nervously when she looked at them.

"Um . . ." said Tala after a pause. "Who are you?"

"Who are you?" she snapped. "This is Seleste's house!"

"We're friends of Seleste," Yatokya said and glanced at Tala, silently warning her not to get too friendly too fast.

Tala looked away from Yatokya irritably, thinking that he knew her too well. She had been on the verge of telling the fox that she was Seleste's daughter and the crown princess of the summer tribe to boot.

"Friends of Seleste," the fox repeated, unconvinced. "I felt a portal open here yesterday. I couldn't get here right away . . ." she said, blushing a little, "but I know you must've come through it. You couldn't have gotten into Miras Eii otherwise. So cut the crap."

Tala stepped protectively in front of Yatokya. "Don't mess with me," she warned, and for some reason, Yatokya laughed softly behind her. She blinked to hear his laughter.

"Your brother is far more intimidating," he said when she glanced at him.

Tala rolled her eyes, then looked at the fox. "You know Seleste? She is my mother! Come inside before someone sees us!"

The fox's ears went forward to hear Tala's words. She stepped quickly into the house, and moving past her, Tala picked up the door with one paw and crammed it back in the doorway . . . like a peg into a hole. The fox watched this with her mouth open.

"Hi," Yatokya said, coming forward. "I'm super girl's husband. Now kindly tell us who you are?"

The fox was still staring agape at Tala, her paw on her breasts. Her eyes darted to Yatokya, but she didn't seem able to look away from Tala. "You are shemale," she said slowly. "And the child of Seleste . . ." She gasped. "Keme's child!"

Tala was taken aback when the fox dropped to her knees and prostrated herself on the floor. She looked at Yatokya in confusion. He shrugged.

"His highness the prince had a vision," the fox gasped from the floor, "that the child of the shemale son would bring peace to the lands . . . Tala, Peace Bringer . . . in the Age of Tranquility."

"That's nice," Tala said, tired of hearing about it. "Now get up and kindly tell me who you are."

The fox got to her feet and bowed her head humbly. "I . . . I am Nizhoni . . . When I felt the portal open here, I thought perhaps his majesty the prince had returned."

Tala raised her eyebrows. "You know Aayan? Wait . . . I know you! Aayan mentioned you."

Nizhoni smiled sadly. "He did? Is he coming home?" she asked hopefully.

Tala shook her head. "No. I'm sorry."

Nizhoni fiddled breathlessly with her fingers. "I must escape. The queen is furious with me . . . she seeks to punish me." Her frightened eyes darted through the room, and she turned for the door.

"You could hide here," Tala said behind her and she halted.

Yatokya glanced at Tala and shook his head. "You would help her without even knowing what she's done? Oh, Tala . . ." He gave her a fond look when she scowled at him, then he looked at Nizhoni again. "Just why is the queen angry with you again?"

Nizhoni turned her head, and Tala could see her frown around the side of her mane. "It is no concern of yours what I did. Do not trouble yourself, master wolf. I will intrude on your snuggling and kissing no longer. This is the first place the queen will look."

Tala and Yatokya awkwardly avoided each other's eyes.

"I will go," Nizhoni went on and moved toward the door. "You should leave as well, Peace Bringer. It is not safe for you here."

Tala frowned. "Everyone keeps saying that! I can't leave. Not yet." She ignored it when Yatokya glanced at her curiously. "Maybe I could talk to the queen for you. She's my aunt or something, isn't she?"

Nizhoni laughed sadly. "There is no appeasing the queen for what I've done. The only way is to bring back what . . . what I have stolen."

"Ah," said Yatokya, "so you're a thief."

Nizhoni frowned. "Farewell."

They watched as the fox tried and failed to get out of the crumpled door. Tala opened it for her - or rather, she pulled it free in one paw. Nizhoni hurried down the steps and into the sunlight. Tala replaced the door, and hurrying to the window, she watched as Nizhoni ran with light strides and bouncing breasts. The fox was running toward the fountain. Glancing either way to make sure no one was watching her, she stepped into the fountain and disappeared. Tala's eyes narrowed: she had gone to the sea of ice.

Yatokya came up behind Tala and rubbed her shoulders. "Well . . . that was weird," he said. "What d'you suppose she was hiding?"

I don't know, Tala thought, but I'll find out when I see her tonight. On the sea of ice.

"Tala . . ." Yatokya's big paws smoothed down her shoulders and cupped her breasts. His fingers squeezed as he buried a kiss in her neck.

Tala shuddered and bit her lip. She never thought she would love his paws on her body.

"Let's . . ." he whispered between kisses, "make the best . . . of this . . . alone time . . ."

Tala frowned with pleasure when he touched her cock. "But you said you didn't want to take me here . . . on the floor . . ." she whispered weakly.

"No," he said with a soft laugh, "but you are free to take me."