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It was the middle-ground where dreams yielded to the waking word, but were reluctant to fully let go. The fantasy woven by his sub-conscious was dissolving as outside stimuli intruded, and Shaun tried to stir himself awake. His attempt to open his eyes was met by a bright glare, so he guessed that he'd overslept and that the thin material of his tent was glowing as the sunlight shone through it. Waking up was proving more arduous than he expected, but stranger still was what he was now sure were actual voices around him. And something was prodding his shoulder.

“Magda! Don't kick the poor boy!" was the first voice he'd managed to focus on enough to understand the words. Female, mature… the sort of voice to chide someone for being mean.

“That was a nudge! If I'd kicked him, he'd know…" said another female voice, one that didn't respond well to chiding.

“There's no need to be mean!" piped another voice. Female, sounding younger than the first two… why does he seem to be surrounded by women when he went to sleep alone on the Appalachian Trail? When he realized there was in fact not even the thin membrane of his tent to shield his eyes he raised a hand to shade them and managed to pry them open. Shaun felt groggy, his vision was taking time to focus. The first face he managed to focus on was a long one with longer ears. A donkey seemed to be curiously inspecting him, sniffing and turning its head to peer at him with one big brown eye. When the equine visage moved away he saw what he'd been hoping not to see, especially from this close. He was sure he'd taken every precaution not to attract a bear, but the fact that one was even now looming over him suggested he'd missed something. His first instinct was to bolt in terror, but the moment he started to rise a paw landed on his chest and effortlessly pushed him back down.

“Shhhhh, just relax. You're safe here…"

It was the first voice, the gentle chiding one. And for reasons Shaun couldn't fathom it was coming from the muzzle of the bear pinning him down. The ursine mouth was even opening and closing, somehow flawlessly forming the sounds it shouldn't have been able to produce, to say nothing of an actual grasp of English!

“Fun fact – nobody has ever relaxed because they were told to." Said the… donkey?

“I'm just trying to help him. You should feel how his heart is beating, the poor boy's panic-stricken…" the bear said, in a good position to feel Shaun's heartbeat since her paw, but thankfully not her claws, was still pressed against his chest.

“With these?" the donkey asked, lifting a hoof for emphasis.

“Let me feel…" came the third voice, a little higher and lilting and followed by a slim paw settling on Shaun's chest. A paw covered with yellow fur with black spots that became black rosettes further along the body of…

Shaun had been warned of bears in the woods, so that wasn't a surprise. A donkey… well unexpected, not exactly shocking. But finding himself face to whiskers with what was very obviously a leopard went far beyond unexpected. After all the effort he'd put into waking up, Shaun was starting to feel faint.

“Oohhh, I can feel it! That doesn't seem healthy though. Is that normal for humans?" the bright-eyes feline asked the other two.

“Gee, I wonder what's scaring him? Maybe being pinned down under two predators?" the donkey jibed.

“Well at least we were just waiting around patiently instead of kicking him…" the leopardess insisted. While she should have terrified the mare as much as she was terrifying Shaun, her voice sounded strangely petulant.

“Nudging!"

“Now, now, I think things are getting a little too hot blooded…" said a fourth voice from further above him than either of the three females. The reptilian body was hidden perfectly in the branches of the tree above him and only motion betrayed it as the head slowly descended. A python? Sure, why not. Shaun thought, having moved beyond shock and stress into a state of numbed resignation to a word turned upside down during one night. “Lilly was right to wonder about his health, and since neither of us has much experience, why don't we make use of our attendant?" the snake hissed, forked tongue flicking out to taste the air.

“Vy! Can you come over, please?" called the bear and after a few moments of waiting something resembling a drone floated down and settled about five feet from the ground before it spoke.

“Good morning. Has our newest resident come to?" asked an artificially pleasant androgynous voice.

“Yeah, can you check him? He seems to be freaking out and we haven't even done anything to him." said the mare.

“She practically kicked him…" Lilly whispered to the drone. He was sure the donkey's long ears had heard it but the mare with the strange coffee-and-cream coat was choosing to ignore the tattling feline.

“Let's see… rapid breathing, elevated blood pressure… seems like just a bit of acclimation shock. A good opportunity for his orientation…"

“Who… what… orientation?" Shaun asked, feeling very much _dis_oriented.

“The 'who' is more of a 'what'. The other residents have dubbed me Vy, but it's actually VI. I'm the virtual intelligence assigned to monitor this enclosure in the “BeyondWorlds!" exotic wildlife preserve. The Earth/Terra enclosure is our newest addition, and we are excited to welcome you as its first resident male."

“What are you talking about? Where am I?"

“Well, coming from a type-0 civilisation I'm not sure you'd be able to parse the actual spatial coordinates…" the drone droned on before being interrupted.

“You're in a zoo."

“A what!?"

“I suppose it is a good enough analogy. You see, BeyondWorlds! is dedicated to presenting exotic life forms from across the galaxy in an environment that is both educational and entertaining for our visitors, and also a carefully tended home to our residents. Great effort was put into designing a perfect living environment and we hope you will soon come to think of this little slice of pseudo-Earth as your home!"

“But you can't put me in a zoo! I'm a person!" he said, trying to ignore the harumph from the donkey.

“Not quite. You are sentient but no Earth species is a member of the Concord and as such you aren't legally recognized as a person. While this means you don't have a choice in whether you want to be here, rest assured we at BeyondWorlds! have always made the wellbeing of our residents a top priority!"

“But how can you justify… this is immoral!"

“Yeah, what kind of people would do a thing like this? Not humans, that's for sure…" jibed the mare.

“Okay, elephant in the room - how come they can all talk?"

“Aahhh, yes. You see, our acquisitions teams were initially thrilled to discover Earth - such a biodiverse world! Unfortunately we soon learned that your planet seems to boast only a single sentient species - homo sapiens. While this was disappointing, management chose to view this as a challenge rather than an impasse. In an effort to provide our visitors with a more dynamic experience, we have chosen to alter several specimens of Terran fauna, giving them human-comparable intellect and the general knowledge that an average human adult would possess. We have further modified their vocal apparatus to be able to verbally communicate with you, in order to make you as compatible as possible and to facilitate interaction."

“I know this is a lot to take in. Just take deep breaths, try to relax…" cooed the she-bear, the biggest person present, not counting the length of the python whose head was swinging lazily from her arboreal perch.

“Yes, relax and try to be positive about the opportunities afforded to you by the good people at BeyondWorlds! While your consent wasn't a factor, we did screen a number of potential residents before picking you for the honor of being Earth-enclosure's not only first and only human but also its first and only male!"

“So you… you couldn't even give me that much? Don't even zoo animals usually get a mate?" he said, finding a plateau of calm bitterness after emerging from shock and panic.

“You will have five!" the drone insisted happily.

“But you said…"

“As mentioned before, we've decided to try something new, exciting and even avant garde with this enclosure. We realize that mating behavior is fascinating in its own way and is a big draw, so for Earth we decided on a novel model - a male with a harem of five females, all of them different species that don't normally inter-breed in the wilds!"

“You mean you expect me to… with… but they're ani…" he said, cutting himself off when he realized that the females surrounding him were apparently sentient and had feelings he could hurt. Not to mention that either of them could seriously hurt him.

“An awkward silence like this is just begging to be filled… By an apology, perhaps?" the snake asked from above. She could have said '...by an apology maybe?' but you couldn't hiss out the end of 'maybe'.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean… I'm sure I wouldn't be the first choice of mate for any of you, right?"

“You got that right!" the mare said, not quite accepting the apology.

“But if we don't have a choice… I mean you're still male. We still have needs…" said the leopard who seemed to have trouble meeting Shaun's eyes as her tail lazily twisted behind her.

“Yeah but… even if we… mated, I wouldn't be able to…"

“In fact you could, and we are hoping you will! Before introducing you to the enclosure we have modified your testicles intensively…" Vy explained cheerfully while Shaun instinctively cupped what still felt like his regular family jewels. “...and through the miracle of modern bioengineering you now produce five distinct types of sperm, suitable for each one of our resident females. We are rather looking forward to seeing all of you populate this lovingly designed environment."

“Yeah but… you can't expect me to just… stud!"

“Well no, but try and do your best…" jibed the mare.

“Actually, our profile of your psyche indicated you would perform admirably. A thorough deep-scan of all your personal communications, photos and video recordings…"

“A thorough wha… how thorough…"

“...indicated a very healthy libido as well as an aversion to the sort of monogamous relationships that seem to be the norm for humans. At the age of 24 solar years, you have had encounters with human females of various ages from all over your planet, sometimes mating with several females at once. You are in the prime of life, in excellent health and should have no trouble rising to the challenge of attending five females. You even have an interest in hiking and camping, so we feel you are an ideal candidate for residency at BeyondWorlds!"

“I still can't believe… wait, five females?"

“You haven't met Ariel yet. Oh, you haven't really met any of us! I'm Lilly, and these are Ursula, Cassandra and Magda…" the leopardess said, naming the bear, python and…

“I'm an onager. Never seen one before?"

“I… doesn't ring a bell." Shaun said. The mare looked a little like a donkey, but more sleek and long-limbed, with a stripe running down her back.

“An onager is also called a wild ass…" Cassandra helped, putting the 'S' in 'ass' the way only a serpent could.

“Next time you call me an 'ass' I'll…" the irate equine threatened.

“... climb a tree? I would love to see that." the python interrupted, completely unperturbed.

“Hey! HEY! What are you guys talking about!? Did he arrive!? C'mon, bring him here, I wanna see him! YOU PROMISED WE'D SHARE!"

The voice was high and would have been pleasant without the petulant nature of the whine that was followed by the sound of… splashing and churning water?

“I guess it's time we took you to meet Ariel. Come on, or she'll beach herself again…" said Ursula, and soon Shaun was being led along a trail out of a forest onto a sandy beach. The flora was all from Earth, but the wilderness was all wrong. Nothing was indigenous here - appropriate plants, insects and small animals who didn't seem to be 'upgraded' the way the other 'residents' were had just been picked based on some design choice. Not only that, but the soil, the rocks, and no doubt even the shimmering blue water and… whatever was churning it. Once it suddenly stopped he could make out a long gray shape and a bottle-nose pointed right at him.

“OoooOooohhh, look at him! I mean look at you! Ohmygosh, so cute!" gushed what Shaun realized was the fifth female. She was very nearly beached with her head resting on wet sand while her tail churned the water behind her.

Shaun knew this situation was fucked-up beyond belief, but Ariel had a cute voice and his ego was basking in her adoration. He knew that he was more than cute to women - his active lifestyle had left his tall frame packed with lean muscle, and his skin with a healthy tan. The sun had also bled color from his already pale blond hair and the shoulder-length mane contrasted nicely with the coppery skin.

He wasn't sure how attractive he was to the females he was intended to 'mate' with, but he noticed the eyes of the remaining four latch onto his body. Ariel's interest in him had, predictably enough, sparked the interest of the rest of the 'girls' and they weren't too shy in showing it. Shaun was pretty open-minded when it came to sex, and it wasn't his first time being buck naked on a beach with several women staring at him. The species thing might take some getting used to…

“Lookit you, you look like a surfer! Are you a surfer?"

“I, uhh, had a few lessons but I never really got into it…"

“Oh. But you swim, right? You just look like a swimmer!" the dolphin insisted.

“Yeah, I'm a pretty strong swimmer."

“Fuck yes! I'm like… so glad you like the water! None of the other girls are really beach types so I hardly have anyone to hang out with…"

“Hey, I keep you company all the time!" the leopardess chided. Shaun couldn't help but get a sort of freshman girl vibe from the two of them, a contrast to the motherly Ursula, the surly Magda and the downright inscrutable pythoness currently coiled happily on the hot sand.

“Yeah, but you're afraid of the water!"

“I'm not afraid! I just don't like getting splashed…"

“Well okay, then I'll just splash around with… hey swimmer-boy - what's your name?"

“I'm Shaun…"

“I'm Ariel." she said, following it with a distinctly expectant silence. “Ariel. Get it?"

“Like… the mermaid?" he ventured, getting a celebratory splash as Ariel's gray tail smacked down against the water.

“See? I told you all that he'd get it! We got to pick my own names, and I figured it was just the perfect choice. I even have my own Ursula."

“I picked mine because it's close to ursus which means…"

“...bear, I know! But you even kinda look like Ursula, all big and fa…" Ariel began before a raised eyebrow from Ursula stole her voice. At least for a second. “I… she's not really like Ursula though. She's really sweet and kind…"

“...and patient." the momma bear added. “Which we all need to be with Shaun. We've made introductions, and we are all very excited to meet him, but we really should let the boy get settled in."

“An excellent suggestion! We've prepared a human habitat for you, if you'll step this way…" Shaun followed the floating drone further inland as the girls gave him some privacy, their walk ending in what the aliens thought was a 'human habitat'.

“A… shack?"

“We do have to stick to a coherent visual theme, of course. Don't worry, no creature comforts were sacrificed for the sake of design! I'll leave you to get settled. The enclosure is off-limits today while you get acclimated, but we will be going live tomorrow, so just do your best to ignore the surveillance drones."

“Survailance?"

“Well you are part of the Earth exhibit so naturally we need to exhibit you. You'll get used to it, I'm sure. Think of it as being on one of your 'social networks' but with someone else deciding what gets 'posted'. And now I leave you to settle in and hopefully begin an exciting new life as part of the BeyondWorlds! experience…" the machine said and hovered away before Shaun could say or ask anything.

His habitat turned out to be a sort of Potemkin-shack. It looked antiquated and rustic inside, a sort of Spartan cabin in some frontier wilderness, but it had electric lighting, warm as to suggest firelight, or oil lamps, indoor plumbing and a very comfortable bed. Not a big one, but considering his potential romantic interests, a bed of any kind might be impractical. Okay, so you're away from your world, stuck in a zoo, and expected to mate with five non-human females. He thought, and the absurdity of itemizing his situation like that at least allowed him to get some sleep…

*******

“Getting pretty good at this 'foraging' thing…" Shaun mused as he picked the last bit of meat before leaving the bones in the banana-leaf wrapping.

It was a farce and he wondered why they went through the effort. It's not like it would fool the folks - or whatever they are – who are watching him. It was the weirdest thing about this fucking zoo but he was surprised how quickly he'd gotten used to the tiny little drones that tended to buzz around the island's 'residents'. 'Non-invasive' was what Vy had called it, and if you don't count invasion of privacy, he supposed it was. He never saw the aliens who were watching him every minute of every day, but they could either watch the professionally filmed feed or pay to rend a few of the tiny recording drones and just watch what they wanted. Ocasioanlly, when the light from the 'Sun' in the 'sky' shone just right he could make out the fake horizon, and the indistinct shape of a mass of spectators on the very edge of their domed enclosure.

Did they believe this was 'foraging'? Sniffing out little parcels, wrapped in large leaves of some kind or another as if to hide the fact that they were cooked meals? Today's fare wasn't bad – grilled chicken, corn tortillas and what looked like some sort of chutney. The people at BeyondWorlds! seemed to think of it as just “Earth cuisine" or possibly 'human feed' so every meal tended to be a very weird fusion of pretty much any recipe mankind had ever come up with.

“Homo sapiens doesn't want to be fed, he wants to hunt!" he said with a smile, wondering if his speech was being translated and if any watching aliens would catch a Jurassic Park reference.

Peculiar combos aside, he didn't mind being fed, but he knew for a fact some of the other residents hunted. Well, fished in the case of Ariel. Magda just grazed, Ursula seemed to like foraging and didn't look like she'd lost any weight so she must be having an easy time finding food. Cassandra straight up hunted whatever small furry thing was careless to wander near when she was peckish, and even though he'd seen Lilly purr around a mouthful of obviously filleted meat he'd caught her once with small feathers embedded in the fur on her face and neck and the look of a cat who'd swallowed a canary. Or more likely a partridge or something.

My girls… he thought, remembering why he'd been brought here. He'd inspected his family jewels with some care and found no scar of any kind, no proof of tampering. But if that drone was telling the truth, he was now had a zoo of his own – leopard sperm, dolphin sperm, snake, bear donk – no, onager! He'd have to remember that one. The last time he made that mistake, Magda had quite casually butted her head against his chest sending him sprawling back on his ass.

The mare wasn't really bad-tempered, but when she did get irate she struck him as the most ornery one of the bunch. He'd come to know his cell-mates well enough during the past few weeks and he had to admit they made good company. He wondered how long it would take him to cross the line from cell-mates to actual mates. The idea was still a little weird. Shaun considered himself fairly adventurous, and while women have on occasion criticized his unwillingness to commit none had ever called him shallow.

He'd been with women of just about any shape, size, color and age and didn't really understand people who had a type. If he genuinely liked the girl's or woman's company he'd eventually discover something about her that turned him on. Vy had hinted that it was part of why he'd been snatched. And… fuck, maybe the aliens had known something he hadn't? A few days in and he was thinking about the five female residents as 'the girls' and not 'the talking animals'. He was celibate so far, but friendly conversations were starting to get flirty, and every once in a while he'd find himself looking at them. And since he was as naked as they are, his looks and the thoughts they stirred would give the girls something to look at.

Looking wouldn't be enough for long. He was sure it was only a matter of time before he'd want a touch. He was pretty sure that even the ornery Magda would let him. And from there nature would take its course… and they'd be watched while they did it! Shaun was sure of that much – every time he was with one of the girls for an extended period of time the little metallic spy-drones would wind up swarming around them. He still had no idea what the footage would be for the spectating aliens – Animal Planet, or Pornhub?

*******

“Careful,Shaun!"

The sibilant voice came just before the actual slither, and the little bit of motion revealed a heavy length that had a second ago blended seamlessly with the forest floor. “You nearly trod on me!" the voice scolded even though the snake it belonged to seemed more amused than concerned at the idea.

“Sorry, didn't see you there. Were you just lounging around, or did I blunder in and ruin an ambush?" he asked, addressing the head that slid out of the dense cover of dead vegetation and young shoots fighting to rise through it.

“Not really. I've already eaten this week. Though I suppose I have been lying in wait. Mind if I join you on your prowl instead?"

“It's a free cage…" he said, shortening his step into something slow and lazy so that the slithering python could keep up. It's huge and downright beautiful, but it's still a cage. Can't really complain about my cellmates though….

“This doesn't bore you, does it? I'm afraid a languid pace is the best I can do. But I suppose it's easier than trying to keep up with Magda or Lilly. Not to mention Ariel…"

“You got me there…" Shaun said with a smile. Only the island's resident momma-bear really moved at a human-like pace most of the time, and compared to everyone but Cass he was a bit of a slow-poke.“So you aren't one of those swiftly slithering serpents?" he asked, teasing Cassandra by hissing a little on each 's'.

“Surprised?" the scaled female asked, putting his hissing to shame as she flicked her tongue out to accentuate it. “But then again surprise is how I get by. When you have that, a little swiftness goes a long way…"

“What do you mean?" he asked, just idly but a second later the huge she-snake was rearing and lunging. He froze stiff in fear as her head whipped around him until her chin was resting on his right hip. As he stared the rest of her long, sinuous body twirled and scattered leaves as it lopped around him faster than he would have thought possible for something so heavy. Soon enough he was looking down at the smug expression on the snake's face as several thick rings held him securely.

“I see what you mean by 'goes a long way'..."

“And easier than I thought! You didn't… let yourself be caught, did you?" she asked in a teasing sibilant tone, as she flicked her forked tongue at Shaun's exposed side.

“No, you caught me fair and square. So I guess you can just let… or you can do that, I guess…" he said as the pythoness repeated the maneuver, this time pushing her head shoulder high as her body once again spun and wrapped itself around him as if she was some sort of very exotic dancer and he was her pole.

“Swift enough?" she hissed sweetly.

“Obviously. So now I guess you just squeeze and break every bone in my body?" he asked as the snake's head rose until their noses were just a few inches apart.

“Don't be horrid!"

“Well, I know you'd never harm me…" he said, feigning his certainty just a little.

“We don't kill like that! No, the way it works is that I wait for your…" she said, and suddenly wrapped just a little tighter."...exhale, and I tighten my coils a little bit. Next time you inhale your lungs don't have much room to spread. Next time they'll have even less. You'd never actually feel any pain. I just… hug you tight until you go to sleep." she said, hissing the last word out sweetly, but not actually loosening her hold. “Almost romantic, isn't it? And better than what you'd get from Lilly or Ursula. With them it would be claws, teeth…"

“Ahh, and I guess you don't need teeth since you…you…" he trailed off when Cassandra slowly and deliberately opened her mouth, not much but just enough to show an array of short, sharp teeth, each one hooked back.

“Six rows. and I don't even chew my food. Which means I don't bite, so don't look so scared…" she insisted, flicking her tongue at his nose.

“I wasn't really scared…"

“Try that on someone who can't taste fear…"

“Ah right. That tongue. Out of interest, how does it…"

“Yum!" she interrupted, flicking her tongue out again for emphasis.

“Okay, so you obviously aren't going to eat me, so are you going to… y'know - unwrap anytime soon?"

“You have somewhere you need to be?" she asked in a playful tone, flicking her tongue against his left ear. “Didn't think so. Then why not just let me enjoy this a little. You have no idea how comfy I am right now…"

“Really? I mean, wouldn't just about any tree around here do?" Shaun asked, trying to sound nonchalant as the snake hugged him just a teeny bit tighter.

“No comparison! For one you're delightfully warm. Can you recommend any warm trees, hmm?"

“Any one in direct sunlight?"

“Close. But still, they're just hard and covered in rough bark. Do you have any idea how acute my sense of touch is? Don't let my fabulous scales fool you, every inch of me is very,very tactile. And you're just covered in that smooth, silky skin…" she hissed, turning her head around and slipping it under the young man's long blond hair to flick her forked tongue against the back of his neck. The two prongs tickled and in spite of the futility of it Shaun found himself squirming.

“Oooohhh, and trees don't do that! Ticklish, are we?"

“Yeah, we are…"

“That is so good to know. Just the neck?" she hissed in one ear before giving the lobe a tongue-lashing.

“Y-yeah, let's go with that…"

“Mhhhh, it's just such a thrill to feel you squirm in my… hug."

“Uhh-huh. Like a 'prey struggling for its life' kinda thing?" Shaun said, knowing that if the pythoness could really taste his fear she was having a feast right now.

“Oh, don't be so morbid! This is just a little game. You aren't my meal, but… yes, you are my prey, aren't you? You want me to free you, but I want to play with you a little more. How do we solve that dilemma, I wonder? I guess you could always try and break free…"

“Huh. What do you think my chances are?"

“Hmmmm, dismal." she spoke softly, hissing the 's' out for effect. “But I'd love to feel you try…"

“So maybe I should just stand still until you get bored?"

“There's an interesting idea! Standing still, huh? Just to spoil my fun? Of course, it might be easier said than done…" she said, twisting her neck and flicking her forked tongue against the underside of Shaun's chin. The sandy shadow of a beard he was sporting proved woefully inadequate defense against her.

“So, about standing still…" she asked, hissing out every 's' as she circled her head around his, forcing him to try and follow her reptilian gaze by craning and twisting his neck as best he could. Her thick coils moved too, only a few millimeters but it was an intense sensation. This wasn't like being bound in rope because rope didn't have muscles, nor a devious and seemingly twisted mind of its own. Nor did it make any sound. Apart from serpentine hisses so sybilant he could feel them slithering into his ear canal, Cass was letting out some decidedly feminine sounds as he struggled pathetically in her coils.

“Uhhh, Cass… when you said you were enjoying this…"

“I didn't lie when I said I'm not hungry. But I do have other… appetites…" she husked, rubbing her little head against the side of Shaun's neck. “And you are here to sate them, aren't you? A warm-blooded male… how positively deviant!" she hissed, parting two of her coils and letting Shaun's half-hard cock slip between them. The scales were hard, but almost lacquer-smooth, scores of them rubbing just barely against him until he found himself growing hard, his shaft now the one struggling against the serpentine body. And Cassandra really was too tactile to miss that.

“Hmmm, only one?" she teased, looking down her own coiled body before her head descended to eye-level with his cock. “A big one though. Lucky that my body is so good at stretching…" she said, flicking her tongue against the droplet forming at the tip and making Shaun jerk on reflex.

“And ticklish too! This little game just got more interesting…"

“This is… starting to look like more than just fun and games…" Shaun said, realizing that the snake was showing definite interest in everything but letting him go.

“Ooh, you caught me…" Cass teased, flicking her tongue against his cock as he struggled and demonstrated who was actually caught. “But it has been a few weeks. You seem to have acclimated. We've all come to know each other a little better. We are comfortable around each other, we've even flirted every now and again haven't we?"

“I uhh… guess…" he said, his voice hitching as the python's coils shifted a few millimeters, but enough for the smooth scales to rub along the shaft trapped between them.

“Hard to keep a secret in our little circle. If you had taken that extra step with one of the other girls, the rest would have known soon enough. Am I to believe that not one of us… entices?" she said, lifting her head up until it was level with his and hissing out the last 's' in such a way it made Shaun's skin break out in goosebumps. He wondered if the 'tactile' body wrapped around him could feel them.

“I… I have been coming around to the idea… but it's a big step, I guess." he said. He hadn't been hesitant with women since early puberty and he had enjoyed flirting with the five females that were to be his harem. Their bodies were strange, but he'd stopped seeing them as animals somewhere down the line. He knew now that it was a matter of time and a matter of which one to pick first but it no longer looked like those would be his dilemmas.

“I was thinking, it was unfair for us to just wait for you to make that big step…" she said, tongue flicking against his neck as her body shifted again, smooth scaled gliding along bare skin until the tip of her tail was level with his hips.

“So… you were thinking, huh?"

“Yes. And now that I'm done thinking, I think it's time to act…" she said, twisting her tail to reveal her ventral side, a horizontal slit and a flash of pale pink against the buff scales. “I'm afraid your fears were justified Shaun. You are about to be swallowed whole by a cold-blooded serpent." she said, flicking her tongue against his earlobe as she hissed out the word 'serpent'.

“Am I going to be released at any point?" he asked, but as the serpentine body continued to shift he was starting to realize that Cassandra could manage this coupling without bothering to free him.

“Hmmmm, I respect your desire to be free, but I'm afraid my instinct insists not to release my prey until my hunger is sated. But it is fair, don't you think? Initiative belongs to the one who seizes it?" she asked.

When it came down to it, Shaun couldn't really understand how the snakes body worked because it was so alien compared to his own. He didn't understand the control she had over every muscle, and just how mobile and limber a snake endowed with sentience could be. He was getting a demonstration of it now as the serpentine slit moved until it was just barely kissing his glans. Her coils parted, releasing his shaft but not his body. She wasn't giving him any more freedom, she as just giving herself access. The tapered end of her body now ran down parallel to his erection, the very tip curling up to gently cup his sack. She was gently mashing her pussy against him, teasing him with the prospect of penetration. Shaun was not used to going without sex very long, and the species gap was looking very shallow as the prospect of release loomed ever closer.

“But just because I have the initiative doesn't mean you have to remain passive. I'm sure your instincts demand you assert yourself as a male. I wouldn't mind if you struggled, even if you broke free…" she said, adding just a little pressure against his glans as the slender tip of her tail flicked against his testes.

“And what do I get if I do?" Shaun asked. The feel of soft flesh against his leaking tip was turning him on after a few weeks of unaccustomed celibacy, and species was no longer a factor. He felt his pulse start to race and his chest struggling against the python's coils as he tried to take deep breaths.

“Why, the initiative…" Cassandra hissed the words out even though there wasn't a sibilant in them.

Pressure increased against his tip, and looking past the intricate patterns of her coils he could make out the pretty pink of her sex, the vent in her scales spreading as she slowly spread herself around him. She wasn't kidding when she'd warned him she'd swallow him. It was slow, excruciatingly slow even though at no point it seemed like she was having a hard time taking him.

She was savoring it, savoring the fact that she was in complete control. It was her choice how this happened, how fat and how much she'd take, her choice if she actually let him cum or just teased him and left. Her head was bobbing around in front of his face, the forked tongue darting and flicking against his nose, chin, his throat collar and ears. He was wondering if she might trying for some sort of kiss, but she seemed to have no interest in his mouth. And after seeing what was in hers, Shaun was in no hurry to stick his tongue in there.

But the forked appendage was still busy, lashing his skin with two delicate prongs. He almost laughed as Cassandra's behavior finally clicked. True, most dominatrices went for black leather, but snakeskin was a more luxurious choice when you think about it. Nor did she need rope or handcuffs - she had him bound with her naked body and was able to appreciate every twitch of his muscles, every instinctive attempt he was making to break free. Break free, but not get away. Fuck, just a hand would do - to grip the end of her long body and pull that snake-slit down on his twitching cock. And in lieu of a riding crop, she had that tognue…

Cassandra's head rose as if she was a cobra being charmed, shifting his focus from her coils and the sex that half his glans was now buried in. His eyes were now on hers, the intensity of a snake's predatory gaze backed by the twisted intellect of a dominatrix serpent. There was a briefest flicker of her forked tongue before she moved with the speed snakes are known for, driving her pussy down almost to the root of his shaft. He groaned and she hissed, her coils shifting around him but fortunately not tightening. Much…

“F-fuck! You're… ngh!... tight…"

“I am a constrictor. So warm… and such a strong heartbeat!" she hissed, pushing herself all the way and taking every last bit of his erection inside her sinuous body.

“You couldn't feel that already? Tactile body and all?"

“I could… but this is much more… intimate." she said, already sliding her snug sex along Shaun's cock.

“You said I was bigger than… nhhhh… a male python. Seemed to take me… awfully easy…" he gasped out. Her coils had been loose enough to let him breathe just fine before, but her 'hug' was feeling awfully snug now that he needed some extra oxygen.

“We are famously good at… stretching…" she hissed, running her head under his chin in a strangely cuddly gesture, considering that her 'hug' wasn't getting any looser.

She kept moving her slit up and down, even twisting the end of her long body as she went. Shaun had to admit that he was impressed, since being well gifted he usually had to take his time going balls deep into a girl. And nothing this tight had ever been able to take everything he had. As Cassandra found a nice rhythm more of her body began to move. The motion of the thick coils was slow to the point of being hypnotic, lazy but intense in its own way.

Cassandra wasn't giving in to instinct, and he wasn't being actually squeezed, but she was devious. She'd loosen her grip so slowly he wouldn't even notice it, no doubt savoring the way his skin felt as she moved her body against it. The slide of his cock into the tightness of her sex would prove more than enough to distract him, but she'd make sure to tighten suddenly, enough to make him panic for a split second and twitch in he grasp. She wasn't just fucking him, she was fucking with him, savoring both the grip she had on his cock and the grip she had on his whole body.

“I have to say, I was expecting more of a fight. Not that I'm complaining. Humans were top of the food chain back on Earth, but we're making a new world here aren't we? Us five Eves and one Adam? Just imagine - reptiles at the top, just like the good old days before an ice age ruined everything…"

“I think you're getting a little carried away…"

“Perhaps…" she hissed, long slow and languid as she pulled her tight sex along his cock at the same torturously slow pace. “Let's just take it one clutch at a time…"

The sinuous movement of the tight reptilian sheath had been sweet delight once she'd finally hilted him, but as minutes slithered by Shaun was feeling the need to thrust and set a faster pace. A few bucks had proven how ridiculous it was - her body was clinging too firmly to his, there was nothing to buck against, no way of taking over and getting what he wanted. His only hope was that his cold-blooded lover would, eventually, give it to him.

“Come on, don't you have any masculine pride? Are you really willing to just be my plaything? Or do you really want to pin my head to the ground, grab the tip of my tail as I lash and flail and force me to submit to you? Just think, if you only managed to break free, you could turn the tables - take me as roughly as you desired…"

He was just horny enough for the husked suggestions to take hold. His legs were free below the knees, but that didn't help him much. His arms were bound to his sides and nothing could budge them so he started to writhe in her grip, bucking and flexing and getting no closer to freedom. But it wasn't ineffective. The serpentine body was responding but not with the killing instinct she'd explained in such gruesome detail. She was doing the same thing to his body that her pussy was doing to his cock - squeezing, releasing, the whole scaled mass moving gently up and down as her tongue lashed like a gentle whip at whatever exposed skin seemed most sensitive.

“Mhhhhh, that's it lover! Fight me, fight to break free… you're so strong Shaun, let me feel how strong…" she hissed passionately as her scales slid across sweat-slicked skin.

Shaun had no hope of getting free, but he kept struggling. The snake wrapped around him was as kinky as she was long, and his futile attempts to break free were getting her horny. As a result, the serpentine sheath was moving up and down his cock faster and faster, the tip sliding between his testes as they both got closer and closer to release.

“You're close… I can feel it… I can taste it…" she boasted, flicking her tongue against sweat-slick skin. “Come on, don't hold back. Surrender to me, lover…"

Ironically, it was the 's' in 'surrender' hissed into his ear that proved to be the last straw. His hips started bucking and with his legs pressed together he nearly fell over as his sack pulled up and he began to release his seed into the serpentine body he was sheathed in. He'd been with a few girls who like to be on top and even pinned him down when they got really into it, but he'd never felt this helpless as he did climaxing into Cassandra while the snake held him firmly.

“That's it… buck, thrash, fight… make me…yes!" she hissed, not playfully like before.

Her head was thrown back and he was glad because her mouth was wide open and her tongue sticking far out. If she'd been facing him that 'o-face' would have been nightmare fuel, but this way he was treated to the graceful curve of her neck while she let herself go. Her careful squeezes broke up into erratic twitches, a few of them frighteningly tight. After they passed she suddenly grew so slack that Shaun found himself grabbing handfuls of python to keep her from sliding down him. She was still hissing but now it was just a gentle punctured-beachball kind of noise as he head hung down and swung like a pendulum about half a foot off the ground.

“As good as a python male?" he asked, his words pulling Cassandra's head up like charmer's flute.

“Different. Snakes can't really bind each other while we mate, we just sort of… braid together. But wrapping around a warm body, the feel of smooth skin, your struggles…" she said, wistfully hissing out the last word. “...sensational!"

“I gotta admit it was… intense."

“Hmmm, you need to work on your hiss. But I think we understand each other, yes? And next time, remember - if you want the initiative, you have to seize it. If not…" she trailed off. If she had shoulders, Shaun was certain she would have shrugged…

*******

“Hey, you mind if I go to the shallow end? I'm a little worn out…" Shaun said after a fun but draining swim with Ariel.

“Sure! Grab my fin and I'll tow you…" she said, effortlessly dragging him along until his toes were touching sand and the water was up just past his waist. “Thanks again for coming to hang out, it's been ages since I could actually swim with someone!"

“Yeah, must be tough being the only aquatic resident. Do you miss your life back on Earth?" Shaun asked the gray girl swimming in lazy circles around him.

“You know, it was a relief to get caught just to get away from my parents! They were always telling me not to wander from the pod, not to bother marine documentary filming crews, not to play around with puff-fish or I'll wind up getting caught in a fishing net. And when I was caught it wasn't a net, nor was I puffin'! Just… aliens!"

“Puffin'?"

“Yeah, well when a puff-fish gets agitated it releases a chemical and… well sometimes you just need to relax, y'know?" she said, hiding her mouth just under the surface of the water.

“Yeah, I guess I used to… puff when I was a little younger."

“See!? That's just one more way we're similar! You humans also have sex just for the fun of it, right?"

“Well, we sometimes have it for procreation, but most of the times I'd say it's for fun…"

“You see? And when I first talked to the girls about doing it even before I got my head zapped they looked at me like I was…"

“...a slu-"

“...crazy! They didn't even know girls could do it with girls and boys with other boys, which if you ask me is very narrow minded." she said in the conspiratorial tone of a cosmopolitan stuck in an ignorant backwater.

“So… did you actually see the Little Mermaid?"

“Well no, obviously. I mean, where would I? But when they zapped my brain I got all of this pop-culture stuff? Like stuff a young human woman would know about, so…"

“Your… brain got zapped?"

“Yeah, that's the name I came up for it! Like, there was a flash and all of a sudden I knew so much stuff, y'know? Like… dry-land human stuff! Obviously I was already pretty smart before that…"

“Obviously…" Shaun said with the absolute minimum of sarcasm.

“I mean, I guess there was just some like… extra room in my brain? Since I just sucked all of that up so easy…"

“That's… the impression that I'm getting…"

“But ohmygosh, what if there wasn't! What if they had to take things out to make room? Like what if I forgot what my favorite food was…"

“...fish?"

“...or my birthday… holy mackerel, I don't remember when my birthday is!" Ariel squeaked in a near panic.

“Did your mother actually have a calendar handy?"

“Oh, right… I guess I never knew my actual birthday. But I know all about Ariel, I even know the songs. And do you know that she also has a tail with horizontal fins? Just like mine, see?" she said, dragging the sleek gray appendage to the surface.

“Yeah, I guess all you really need is hair and a sea-shell bikini. Well, maybe not the bikini, since you…"

“I what?"

“Well you don't have…" Shaun began, trailing off and apparently outraging the gray female.

“I do too! I'm a mammal, same as you! I told you, humans and dolphins are practically the same…"

“Define practica…" he began but was silenced when Ariel rolled over, keeping her bottle-nose above water while her eyes were visible under the rippling surface.

“See? Two of them, just like a human girl!" she insisted.

“I'm… having trouble finding them?" Shaun said, smiling as he ran a hand across the pale skin of the dolphin girl's chest.

“Not there silly! They're… lower. Y'know… down there."

“What? These?" he asked, running a hand across one of two dimples on either side of Ariel's slit.

“Yeah!"

“You have… innies?"

“Well, yeah! Gotta be sleek to go fast…"

“I guess. Even women who jog wear tops that compress their breasts so they won't get in the way."

“Yeah, and when you guys go diving you wear those suits and those fake fins and even fake blow-holes to be more like us!" Ariel accused.

“Well imitation is the sincerest form of flattery…"

“More sincere than sticking your finger in someone's mammary slit?" she asked, a coy little thrust that put Shaun a little off-balance as he realized he'd been toying with the shallow dimple in her flawlessly smooth skin.

“Oh, sorry…"

“Don't be! And don't stop. I mean nothing's gonna happen. If I was nursing my nipple would pop out when teased like that, but it still feels nice. Mhhhh, I've had boys stick their tongues in there before, but never fingers, obviously."

“So dolphins also do this sort of stuff as foreplay?"

“Mmmm-hmm! And just like humans it's considered rude to tease a girl and just leave, so… you're not in a hurry, are you?"

“My… schedule is pretty clear for today."

“Hehe, I should know, since I'm like… one fifth of your schedule." she said, wriggling a little for emphasis. “Well, I'm not fertile right now, but like I said I've always liked sex even when I'm not. In fact I've never had sex while in season, so that's gonna be really really intense, I guess. But for now we're just gonna have fun!" she said, squeaking out the last word as only a dolphin could.

“So I guess the question is… where and how?"

“Well I'm fine not being submerged as long as we're close enough to water that I can splash myself to keep from drying out. And I can't walk, obviously, but if you could carry me I'd love to be part of your world…"

“You're not gonna start singing, are you?"

“Oh right! Ariel lost her voice before she went on dry land!" she said with a cetacean giggle.

“So you want me to try…"

“Mmm-hmm! I'm lighter than a human girl and you've got all those muscles… just straddle my tail, yeah, and make sure to keep hold of me so that things are level, y'know? Ooohhh, up I go!"

Ariel wasn't kidding when she claimed she was light. Shaun figured she was just over a hundred pounds, and he'd certainly been able to both hold and please girls who were heavier than that. But no human girl, no matter how she shaved and waxed, no matter how flawless her complexion, could be as smooth as Ariel was. She was as frictionless in his grip as she was under the waves, nor did she have any limbs that could wrap around his neck, or lock around his hips.

“Ooooh I can feel it! Yeah, almost there, just gotta… little lower… aughhh, now it's too low! Lemme just, try to lift me… no tighter, you… eeeeek!" she squealed as her wriggling caused her body to shift and slip enough for her tail to slide under the water, at which point one flail of it was enough to knock Shaun forward. Fortunately the water was there to break the fall of the two over-ambitious lovers.

“Okay, that wasn't… quite as romantic as I'd imagined…"

“Yeah, your weight is no problem, but you're just so sleek…"

“Awwww, thank you!" she cooed, rubbing her head against his hip.

“...that there's no way I can grip you. I was holding on as tight as I could, but I couldn't even hold you with both of us standing still."

“Okay, so no kinky human holding style sex. Guess we'll just have to do something more traditional. So, how long can you hold your breath?"

“About… 50 seconds? Maybe a minute?" Shaun said, getting a response that was somewhere between a girlish giggle and dolphin noises.

“But no, seriously - how long can you hold your breath?"

“That's pretty much it…"

“But those humans who dive down to film us stayed for like… an hour, at least!"

“Yeah, but they had scuba gear. Tanks of air on their backs, breathing masks?"

“Ohhh… I thought that was just filming equipment. Okay, so we'll have to think of something that's not human-style or dolphin-style. Luckily we're both really smart, so it shouldn't take long…"

“How… how do dolphins usually do it?" he asked as Ariel circled around him, looking very much like a human pacing while lost in deep thought.

“Well for starters it's never one-on-one! It will be a dolphin girl and at least two boys, sometimes three or four."

“Seriously? How… why?"

“Well you have to remember we don't have any hands, we can control our buoyancy so it's kinda like there's no gravity and we're built for speed. So like… it takes a bit of effort for a boy to get it inside me, you know? And then we'd get into it, and my tail might twitch and -zoom! I'd shoot forward and off him. So it takes more than one boy to keep me in line - the other, or others will kind press in close so I can't get away…"

“So uhh… kinda like, wingmen, huh?" Shaun said awkwardly, trying to put a positive spin on the image of several males holding a girl down while one breeds her. “Must be kinda awkward huh? They have to stay in close, watch the whole thing but they don't actually get to…"

“Oh no, all of them get at least one turn! I mean, it would just be cruel to get them horny and then ignore them. Do human girls do that!?" said the girl who apparently preferred to get gangbanged to leaving anyone out of the fun.

“So…you never really know which one of them's the father?"

“Whaddaya mean? Of course I do! I mean, don't get me wrong - I have a soft spot for any boy that makes me cum, but they'd have to be real special if I'm gonna let them be the father of my calf…"

“I don't get it… you're fertile, you let each of them mate with you…"

“...at least once!" she chirped proudly.

“... at least once, so how…" Shaun trailed off, not sure how to phrase the question.

“Wait, can't human girls do that? I mean, just because I let a boy stick his thingy in doesn't mean I'll let his swimmers go where they want to…" she said, expecting something to click in Shaun's head. When it didn't, she elaborated. “It's sorta… I don't know what human girls are like, but I've got a kinda flap that I can move and it guides the boy's tip into a kind of… dead end. I mean, it feels just as good, and they don't even notice…"

“... and you only let one of the guys reach the… target, so to speak?"

“Well… eventually, yes."

“What do you mean event… you go into estrus, have an orgy with three males, and you don't let any of them impregnate you?"

“Ughhhhh, you sound just like my mother. Look, I wasn't ready to be a mommy then, but now…" she hinted.

“Uuu-huh. And am I the first guy you used that line on?" he asked, and Ariel actually pushed her bottlenose under the waterline to try and muffle her giggling.

“Okay, but can you blame me? If you get me pregnant on like… the first try you'll just think 'Well, one down, four to go.' and I'll barely get a chance to see you! Come on, you know how lonely I get? I'm the only marine mammal here…" she said, whining for effect as she brushed her long nose against Shaun's thigh.

“Don't worry, I won't just cross you off some list. I like the beach and you seem like good company, so you'll be seeing plenty of me."

“Awesome! Okay, so about the boinking - we're gonna have to keep your head above water, at least most of the time…"

“Or all of the time. All of the time sounds good…" he ventured.

“So I figure…" she said, and with a ripple and a splash she was flashing white instead of gray, bending her body just enough to keep her bottle-nose about water. “Hehe, I see youuuu…" she cooed, with both her eyes and Shaun's crotch now under the water he had no doubt she was getting an eye-full. “How about you? See something you like?" she asked, moving her tail just enough to make the water ripple and draw the eye to the slit nestled past the point where her body tapered down, flanked on each side by her well-hidden dolphin boobies.

“Looks good up here…" he said, running his hand down her body and admiring once again the flawlessly sleek surface of her skin.

“You can do more than look. I have no idea what you humans do, but as long as you're gentle, you can be curious."

“Kinda just enjoying how slick your skin feels…" he mused as his hands slowly roamed down along her white belly.

“Yeah, better than scales or fur, right? Smooth skin, just like you! Dolphins and humans are basically the same…" she insisted again.

The vulva Shaun found himself sliding his hand along was also an 'innie' - one perfect crease delineating labia that only barely marred the perfect curvature of the bullet-sleek body. It was a kick just to run his hands over the pale sleek skin, so he kept his touch light as he stroked both her slit and her 'breasts'. Her ventral skin was so pale that he could see the cetacean cunny start to blush after a minute or so of teasing.

Spreading her folds open was a bit of a challenge – even a human pussy was pretty slippery when the girl was in a good mood, but human labia were practically sandpaper compared to the slickness of Ariel's slit. Once he parted her folds he took a moment to admire the lilac-colored love-tunnel before bending over and putting his mouth on her sex. The taste of her was… well it would be wrong to say 'fishy'. Ariel spent all of her time swimming in crystal-clear, unpolluted sea-water, so this was probably the cleanest pussy he'd ever tasted, but her environment had left her with a taste shared by things like seafood, nori and kelp. Definitely not a bad taste though…

“You having fun down there?" Ariel asked in a teasing voice, making a different sort of noise when Shaun pulled out his tongue and replaced it with two fingers.

“Pretty much… aren't you?"

“Mooouuugh, fingers! I am and –fah…fuck!- but if you're trying to get me wet…"

“Yeah, I get your point. So if we go just a little closer to the beach, I figure you'll be low enough…"

“Actually, can you just try and… climb on?" she asked, and Shaun managed to lay his body across hers easily enough.

“Can you… I'm not heavy, am I?"

“Uhhhh, I'm literally floating, so no? It's no biggie, I just took a deep breath so I'm supper-buoyant. Now if you can just wriggle a little… ngh, little more, lemme just… there!" she chirped in triumph as Shaun's glans slid into something even more slick than her skin. He wriggled around on top of her managing to get several inches stuck in the velvety grip of her pussy before he seemed to bottom out.

“Is… is that…all you can take?"

“Course not! You just have to wriggle your thingy a little so it get where it needs to…"

“Do what now?"

“Wriggle your thingy so that it can… uhhhh, your thingy doesn't wriggle, does it?"

“Not even a little…"

“Okay, so we just have to be patient. Just… I'll wriggle a little and you try to poke around in… gah! Gently! Yeah, okay… I think we're getting somewhere… okay, now try to push to the left a little… no, the other left…"

There was a time when Shaun wondered if the tiny drones even now flying around them were capturing a nature documentary or porn whenever they caught him studding for one of the girls. This time he was sure it was pure comedy as he tried to navigate what was an unusually twisted vagina with completely useless directions from the female it belonged to. Eventually they did it and he found himself crotch to slit with Ariel.

“Okay, now just…lemme get used to it… Wow, this is so weird... but a good weird!" she quickly amended.

“Weird how?"

“Well it's straight and rigid. Kinda feel like it's forcing my poor little pussy to straighten out…"

“Yeah, I know what you mean. I can feel you trying to sort of bend and twist me but all you're doing is just sort of rubbing and gripping…"

“I know, right!? And there's the shape. Dolphin boys are thick at the base but really thin at the tip. So the part of you that my folds are hugging is all loosey-goosey, but your tip is really giving me a stretch deep inside. Maybe… maybe just try to sort of grind at first?"

Grinding proved to be an… interesting experience. Ariel's pussy seemed to be designed for something wriggly, and something ramrod straight was rubbing, and consequentially being rubbed in new and interesting ways. His install slip form her had been an accident. He was still getting use to how sleek she was and had slid a few inches form her without even noticing, but pushing back in had been easier than the initial penetration.

“Wow, I think you have straightened me out! That went beck easy and felt… pretty good."

“Same here. So, out of curiosity, did you do the whole… dead-end thing with me?" he asked, making a few more experimental thrusts.

“Uhhh, I was kind just focused on making you fit inside me. Honestly, I have no idea where you are."

“Guess there's one way to find out…" Shaun said, pushing in and getting a happy squeak from the sleek-bodied girl under him.

“Mhhhh yeah! Like that… right… right –mpfh!- there… you can… little faster…" the bottlenose chirped, starting to move around a little. She'd lift her tail and push her slit up to meet his thrusts, making he water behind them ripple as they found a pace that worked for both of them. It was crazy and he had no idea just how ridiculous they looked, but from here on it seemed pretty straight-forward as they let nature take its course and humped against each other.

And he had to give it to Ariel – she was doing her best to get into things and not just lie there while he did all the work. The sleek body he was resting on was undulating, and the tail was now lifting enough to break the surface of the water as she moved in concert with him. It took a while for him to realize what these movements meant in terms of hydrodynamics, but one glance at the shore was enough to confirm that he wasn't just imagining things and the they were moving.

“Ohhhhyes! Ohmygosh Shaun, you're amazing! Don't stop, don't stop…" Ariel moaned, and Shaun was about to suggest that she stop when the dolphin lost what little control she had.

He'd almost slipped off her when a few good strong waves of her tail launched them, her sleek body cutting the water even lying upside down and carrying a startled human. She'd slipped just under the surface, and a few inches of water rushing over her belly were enough to provide enough drag, that is to almost drag Shaun off her. In retrospect it would have been the safe and sensible option, but a part of him didn't think so. The part even now buried in a slippery dolphin-pussy after a lot of effort, and a part that intended to stay there until its job was done.

To make matters more difficult, she felt even more amazing now that she was moving. Not only was the up and down motion of her tail siding her onto and off his erection, but the muscles inside her were tensing and relaxing in a way that was like nothing Shaun had ever felt before. He managed to get a grip on Ariel's pectoral fins, which was well timed because the chirping ditz under him was only now picking up speed.

She was still too buoyant to really dive down, which was lucky, but several time's she'd dipped low enough to submerge the human clinging on to dear life. His attempts to try and snap Ariel back proved futile. The moment he opened his mouth to shout it was filled with sea water, either the stuff spraying around them as they cut through the waves, or rushing in on the few occasions when the ditzy dolphin actually went deep enough to submerge them both. He soon realized he needed to be careful with each breath, and not to waste any on trying to talk sense into a female who'd gleefully abandoned it.

To complicate matters they were still joined and she still felt amazing as her wild swim both milked his cock and sent her slit smacking up against his crotch. Even fear wasn't making him soften up as the bizarre coupling continued. He wondered if it was some sort of instinctive response, the need to procreate when in danger of dying. There was one scary dive where they'd remained underwater long enough to make Shaun's lungs burn. When they broke the surface it hit him at once - the bliss of dragging in much needed air and a release of a different kind. The throbbing of his shaft seemed to trigger Ariel's own climax, and with her muzzle underwater he couldn't understand what she was saying, but it soon became obvious. As his torpedo-like lover came her tail was no longer moving in the languid strokes designed to send them shooting through the water, but rather just slapping violently against the surface of the water. A few seconds later the bottlenose broke the surface.

“...ly fuck that was soooo awesome! Ohmygosh I came so hard…hhhaaahhhhhShaun, you were amazing. For a moment there it felt like we were… ohhhh…" she said, rising her eyes above the waterline and noticing that the shore was looking a lot farther than it had been.

“Like we were racing through the water?"

“Ohmygosh, I'm so sorry! But you're okay right? Don't worry, I'll give you a ride back… But see, this is why it takes like… two or three boys to handle me!"

“Yeah, think I'll have to ask Vy for a life vest before we try that again."

“Totally! Or maybe some kind of respirator or something? You know, so we can do it… under the sea…"

*******

“Hey Shaun! Up here…"

Shaun shielded his eyes from the glare of dappled sunlight, scanning the treetops until the helpful twisting of a thick feline tail drew his eye to the lounging cat.

“Hey Lilly. Hanging out?" he asked, the lame remark still getting a giggle out of the cat lounging lazily on a branch he never would have guessed could hold her weight.

“You got time to chat?"

“Sure. Are you gonna come down?"

“Or maybe you could come up? It's a big tree and didn't you humans used to be monkeys or something?"

“Yeah, and we used to be able to peel bananas with our feet. I can climb better than Magda or Ariel, but that looks a little tall for my tastes…"

“Okay, wait a second!" she chirped, rising on all fours and considered her path for only a second. If a ninja took up parkour as a hobby he still couldn't have pulled off what seemed effortless to Lilly - a series of leaps on branches that looked about as thick as Shaun's forearm, and one vertical zigzag later she was standing next to him, tail tip raised and twisting around as she basked in his awe.

“So… I've been meaning to ask - you settling in okay?"

“Yeah. It was a shock at first but… I dunno, I guess it isn't that bad. I mean its freaky being a prisoner, having those things…" he said, gesturing to the tiny drones zipping around them. “...filming me all the time. But this place is really beautiful, and I gotta say I've got good company."

“And is the company also beautiful?" Lilly asked, brushing up against his leg a little as they walk as if to suggest the right answer.

“That it is…" Shaun said, grinning as he got a quick purr in response.

“So you don't miss the people you left behind?"

“I… sorta. I kinda grew apart from my family years ago. I was the third kid in a four child home in a nice but kinda dull town. When I finished school I took every opportunity I had to travel and no one in my family could see the point in it. And even then I liked out of the way places, like 'edge of civilization' kinda stuff. You?"

“Well lions are the only cats that really have any kind of social attachments. I mean normally. So I don't really mind it here."

“Why this interest?"

“Well I was just thinking… I go this idea that we should know each other a little better if you're… if we…" she said, suddenly going a little quiet as her ears flicked back.

“Cat got your tongue?" he asked. She was still looking bashful, but the joke made her ears flick.

“Well it's just… I've talked with Ariel." she said,

Shaun wasn't exactly surprised. The two of them were very much alike and Lilly spent a lot of time beachside, basking in the sun and keeping their sole marine mammal company. Being a leopard she even liked a little swim now and then, but she shared a cat's aversion to splashing so she'd invariably flee back to dry land if Ariel got over-enthused.

“And?"

“And we kinda talked about… you. I mean… it's not like a secret, right? We all know why you're here… So you're not mad at Ariel about talking about what the two of you did, right?"

“Not a bit. I gotta say I'm worried about what she told you to make you this anxious…"

“No, she said it was great! And… and that kinda got me thinking, and I decided I wanted to try as soon as I went into heat and…"

“You don't think I'd turn you down, do you? A slinky kitty like you?" he said, brushing a hand down that fabulously patterned coat and getting a little purr and a tail-twist as Lilly savored the compliment.

“No, I've noticed you looking at me. I like the way you look at me. I like the idea of letting you do more than look, but… I'm kinda the only one of us that…"

“You mean you've never…"

“I've been in season before. But it just… I didn't think I was ready. I'd heard some of the other girls mating, and the sounds they made were… kinda scary."

“Kinda?"

“Yeah - kinda scary, and kinda… something else. I dunno, I thought boys got really rough and I didn't know how to feel about that. But Ariel said that you were really sweet with her, so… I'm ready! I'm ready and… I want you to be my first!" she said, striding in front of him and striking a pose in a sudden burst of courage – back arched, chest thrust out and spotted head held high.

“I' flattered. Not that you have much choice."

“Yeah. Ariel offered to teach me how two girls can do it but I'm pretty sure she was just joking. I don't know if you noticed, but she can be a bit weird sometimes…"

“Yeah… weird." Shaun said, trying to clear the image of Ariel's bottle-nose prodding and even slipping into the feline sex of a dripping wet leopardess.

“So, uhh…" Lilly murmured, looking for the right word and failing to find one raised her tail. Even in the dazzling pattern of spots and rosettes his eye was drawn to what she'd just exposed - the smooth pink patch just under her tail, and the teeniest labia he'd ever seen.

“Does it look… y'know… okay?" she asked nervously.

“You're a cat Lilly, you look sexy from pretty much any angle…" he said, smiling as the flattery got the leopardess' tail twisting above what really was an amazing ass. “I'm just concerned about size…"

“Well you're bigger than a male leopard. Much bigger…" she said, sparing a glance at the half-hard cock dangling between Shaun's legs as he crouched behind her. “But yours doesn't have barbs."

“Is that a good thing?"

“I dunno, I've never had one of any kind. But it… for me to have cubs… it has to hurt."

“I'm not sure how I feel about the idea of hurting you…"

“Not hurting, not like… injury. But from what I understand… we need to feel a little pain while we're… while it's going on. Something about it signaling our bodies that it's time to make some kittens. I… I still want you to be gentle, at least at first because it's my first time. But you are… bigger than what I was meant to take. No matter how gentle you are it's gonna get kinda… intense."

“I'm touched that you trust me that much…" he said, laying his hands on the feline rump. It was just innocent groping, his hands weren't straying to any of the interesting places yet. He had to admit it was a thrill just to run his fingers through that gorgeous fur and knead the supple feline muscles it hid.

“Well Ariel kinda sang your praises. And I even asked Cass but she just said you were a very good boy and wouldn't go into any more detail. So I trust you… I know that even if it hurts you won't hurt me. I… I also have no idea how we… y'know… get started, so…" she trailed off, gasping a little when Shaun let a hand wander ad a thumb rub against the pussy's pussy.

He realized that 'heat' was a fitting name because the tiny umber vulva felt more than just warm to the touch. It was supple, covered in a layer of very fine sparse fuzz and it didn't take more than a few rubs to leave a layer of slick kitty–honey over his thumb.

After a reptile and a marine mammal there wasn't a lot of taboo left to the idea of getting frisky with a big kitty. He was looking at Lilly as he would any sexy young girl who just told him she wanted him. He was always… uncomplicated in that regard. What his mother had insisted was an immature refusal to settle down the last time they'd talked. Well, he was settling down in a way. Starting one very big and rather unique family female by fertile female. He used his fingers to open Lilly up, his eyes glued on the flash of soft glistening pink between the tiny dark labia before he went in for a taste.

“Mhhhhyaaarhh!"

“What?"

“T-togue. I… I wasn't…"

“Seriously? I've seen you cleaning yourself back there…"

“It's different. My tongue's rough, I have to be very gentle…"

“Okay I can ease up on…"

“No! Yours is… can you do it again?" she asked, and Shaun gave her inner folds another lick, once again pushing the tip of his tongue into the hot feline tunnel. “Shhhhoooo smooth! M-more… deeper!"

Shaun didn't need to be told twice, especially in that tone of voice. His thumbs kept Lilly as open as he could get her while he dove into her snug little honeypot, working her over as the big kitty pushed her rump back into his face. There was something between spice and musk to her smell that he found enticing, and when she started to purr he went all out. His lips were mashed against her fuzzy labia, the hands holding her steady as she ground her rear against him while he dove his tongue deep, feeling her yield more and more under his assault. By the time he was done both of them were a little short of breath and her juices had run clear down his chin. She turned around with her eyes wide, expecting him to lead.

He folded his legs and sat down, grabbing the panting feline's rump and laying it across her lap. They both groaned a little as his erection poked against her belly and fur so thick and soft that Shaun felt his jaw clench as his shaft twitched. Lilly looked puzzled but seemed to get the gist when he let his hand settle on her fluffy tush, smoothing down the luxurious fur until he pressed a finger against the feline sex he could still taste on his tongue.

She let out a demure mrowling noise as his finger slid in, her pussy slick but flexing in response to something firmer than a tongue slipping in. He didn't get far before he had to stop, settling for just gently twisting his digit around as his other fingers rubbed the fluffy feline rump. She waited until she'd relaxed, purring softly with her tail hiked and her ears tilted back in sublime submission. A sharp thrust was all it took, his fingertip encountering resistance for a split second before sinking in all the way. She yowled like an alley cat, and Shaun didn't miss the way her claws had unsheathed, leaving clear gouges in the greenery under them. He'd done this several times, usually while holding the girls gaze, or with both their eyes closed while they kissed deeply. It was romantic, but not an option now. Lilly was beyond snug and it would take a lot of patient work with his fingers before she could take him.

“Was… was that…"

“Yeah. You're officially not a kitten anymore…" he said. Lilly seemed to like the idea, judging by the way her tail twitched and her back arched to push her rear against his hand.

For a while he just held his finger deep in the thrilling heat of the big cat's pussy, using his free hand to stroke the fur and the muscles twitching under the dazzling coat with almost fluid grace. A minute into that and Lilly started purring, a low and steady rumble traveling all along the slinky body. Since about half of that body was draped across his lap he could feel the vibrations of the happy cat, both around the finger probing gently within her sex and the tip of his cock making a wet mess of the downy fur covering her belly.

After she'd relaxed, he started pumping the finger slowly out and in, amazed at the mess such a small pussy could make. Minutes went by with purrs occasionally interrupted by little mewling noises when he grazed a particularly sensitive spot in the feline cunny, and another yowl when he added a second finger. Patience was a virtue and whenever he was with a girl Shaun had never really felt the need to rush things.

Rushing things was what you did to get to sex, and once you were there the point was to make it last. But even for him, the slow process of opening up the spotted cat purring in his lap was sweet torture. He was sure that Lilly had climaxed at least once, and the feline nectar trickling down just past his wrist was proof enough she was having a good time. When he could easily pump two fingers in her with nothing but happy kitty noises he figured it was as good a time as any to move on. The moment he pulled his soaked digits from the invitingly gaped feline sex, she knew why he'd stopped. The air was pleasantly warm but it felt cold against his wet glans after it had been buried in the warmth of Lilly's belly-fur, but once the cat laid down on that spotted belly and hiked her tail, he suspected it would be hot enough very soon.

“Do it… mount me!" she husked, twitching her tail as she looked over her shoulder.

“Okay, so how do I…"

“Just sort of… crouch down… yeah like that…"

“I think we're gonna have a problem…"

“Can't you reach?"

“Yeah, but the grass here is just long enough to… tickle places. Kinda distracting. We could go to the beach…"

“No! Ariel is always swimming around there… she could see us…"

“You're worried she'd look?"

“I'm worried she'd cheer!" Lilly said, and Shaun had to give her that one. The dolphin was sure to be distracting at a very private moment of the leopardess.

“Okay, what if you just… stand up on all fours?"

“Like… like this? I dunno… it doesn't really feel sexy. Me just standing like that…"

Figures a cat wouldn't want to do it doggy-style…

“Okay… can you sort of… stand on your hindlegs with your paws braced against that tree?"

“What, like… this?" Lilly asked, sinking her claws into the soft bark and arching her back out in a borderline pin-up pose. “I don't look silly to you?"

“No, you actually look pretty hot. You're fairly tall, your chest is kind of thrown out, your waist is tiny…"

“You mean I look kind of like a human girl?" she asked playfully, the whip-twitch of her tail suggesting the idea was intriguing.

“Yeah, kinda…"

“That's… kind of kinky… I bet none of the other girls could pull off a pose like this…" she said, arching her back just a little more. “Okay, so take me like a human girl…"

Lilly had her eyes on him as he took up position behind her, thick tail twitching but held well out of the way and leaving the feline on display. He had to admit there was something about this stance that brought to mind a human girl, so much that he found himself trailing a hand along her belly and up to her chest, even though her flat teats were further down. He could feel her heart, thudding under sleek fur and sleeker muscle, the virgin cat's excitement mounting as he crouched down and aimed his tip at her little dark sex. Even after a thorough licking and a more thorough fingering she was tight and those cute leopard-labia weren't meant to accept a blunt human glans.

She whimpered as his blunt tip mashed against her heat-swollen folds, and Shaun was gritting his teeth as the tiny fuzz covering the cat's labia ticked him even though the fine hairs were drenched. He had his cock in one hand and brought the other one down to steady Lilly's hips, the dark little vulva splaying around him until he was confident he was wedged. He guided himself in and Lilly managed to arch her back and thrust out in just the right moment, meeting his thrust and taking his glans inside a pussy so tight it had Shaun groaning out loud.

“You… you okay?" he asked, noticing the way Lilly's ears had folded back and the telling way her tail had puffed up.

“Yes, just… wait a little…"

“Does it hurt?"

“A… bit…" she panted out, the powerful feline chest working hard to drag air in.

“You know we could always find other way to have fun. We don't have to go all the way now…"

“No! Don't… don't pull out!" she said, actually pushing back against him. “It… it needs to hurt a little. I told you. You don't have barbs, but you're… huge."

“Thanks…" he said, stroking the spotted rump, getting a breathy giggle out of the cat.

“Look, I'm… there's going to be weird noises… it's a cat thing. Just keep going. If I writhe, grip me tighter. But don't stop unless I actually tell you to. So maybe… start pushing?"

Shaun went as slowly as he could, both for Lilly's sake and is own. The leopardess was hot in more ways than one and the feline pussy was gripping him so tight that he was in danger of going off before he'd even bottomed out. The fluffy little folds were now a ting dark ring around his shaft, twitching every now and again as Lilly's body adjusted. It took forever, or near enough, but Shaun was honestly amazed to find his hips near flush with her fluffy ass by the time he'd went as deep as he could go.

“Okay… just… give me a second. Haahhhhh… I can… I can feel you in me!" she said in a breathy but not pained voice.

“That's okay. I'll just count your spots until you tell me to start…" he said, getting as much of a laugh from the cat who was having a hard time just catching her breath.

He held himself still and let his hands roam across her body, playing little games but dragging his finger between the black markings and admiring the furrows ha made in the dense yellow fur. Lilly seemed to like it and after a while she started to purr - soft and a little uneven since she was still breathing pretty hard. She relaxed in more ways than one, her vise-tight sex relinquishing it's grip on Shaun's cock enough for the feline to start wiggling her hips and grinding against him as she explored what it felt like to have a male hilted in her for the first time.

He began responding, moving just enough to stir his shaft within the confines of the big cat's pussy, but when that only got excited kitty noises he began pulling out and gently sheathing himself back in. Lilly's purring faltered and broke up as the rumble was replaced by gasps and mewling noises.

“H-harder…"

“You sure?" he asked, since just that one word seemed pretty strained.

“Y-yes. Told you… needs to hurt a little…"

Shaun shifted his hands to the leopardess' spotted hips, spreading his feet a little wider as he caught a good angle. His shaft glistened as his tentative pulls and pushes were replaces by fir strokes in a steady rhythm. She tightened up on the first few pumps but soon relaxed untill her sex was merely pulsing around him and now holding him tight.

“Y-yes… like tha-Aaaah!-at… keep going…"

Her voice was strained and wavered a little but Shaun trusted her to stop him if he was really giving her more than she could take. It was obvious she was experiencing some pain, but it wasn't just pain. Her body language was still receptive, with the tail hiked high enough to show him her pink rosebud flexing and winking every time he drove in. The arch of her back would have put an Olympic gymnast to shame as she presented herself, her supple muscles rippling and betraying the force of his thrusts even if her fur was muffling the impact.

“F-faster…" Lilly gasped in a tone that would have been more suitable for her to plead for him to slow down.

“Are you su-"

“Faster!" she repeated in a growling voice that made Shaun miss a stroke.

He dug his fingers into the fur and flesh of her behind, getting a good grip before driving hard and fast into the svelte feline. He was almost certain it was too much and that she'd ask him to slow down or stop, but it seemed to hurt in a good way.

“Nhhhhyyyess, like… that! M-more… please, I need… need…"

…more. Shaun finished her thought as he shook his head at just how kinky this timid virgin was turning out to be. He gave her everything he had as hard as he could give it to her, gripping her tightly as he bucked up into her. He lacked barbs but it seemed that the sheer size of his shaft was compensating giving Lilly what she apparently needed - fierce, rough, yowling alley-cat fucking.

Her tail was lashing, occasionally even wrapping around his chest before a thrust or a jab from him had it writhing like an electrocuted serpent. He could see her claws - fully unsheathed and digging into the bark of the tree as if it was cheese. He had to admit that there was something wild about this that had nothing to do with a difference in species. Even though he was the one in control, even though he outweighed her, he was aware of just how dangerous a creature the bubbly little kitty really was. Her heat was probably the cause of it - the wild instinct that urged her to mate, to do everything she could to become a mother.

“Mo…mhuuuhh… Shaun… I need… do… do something…" she pleaded, breathless and sounding almost pathetic. A sharp contrast to the way she looked - sensual and profoundly dangerous.

Shaun let his fingers dig deeper, gripping her with all his strength and getting a very excited mewl in response. His size wasn't quite enough, he'd need to get creative to give Lilly what her body craved. He released her left cheek and slid his hand around her, rummaging around the white fluff and black spots until he found a hard, hot little nub buried in that soft fur. He pinched it hard and fought the instinct to let go and leap away when Lilly's teeth flashed and she let out a feral yowl.

Looking back, it must have been insanity - the sudden urge to assert himself over what was a killing machine just barely clinging to sentience. Not that he was in a very civilized frame of mind. He was pounding into her hard enough that he could occasionally feel a leg scrabble for purchase until she once again dug her claws into the soft ground under them. Lilly had never had cubs so apart from her nipples there was not even a hint of breast or teat but he still groped her, leaning loser until his chest was resting on her back. He was hunched, way too close to that toothy maw than a sane person would have gotten but he was pat the point of fear.

“Ha-harder… faster! M-more!" she breathed, and with his cock and both hands already doing what they could, Shaun lunged. He didn't have a muzzle but he managed to catch her scruff between his teeth on the first try, biting down as he huffed and drooled into the sleek-furred hide. The result was near instantaneous as the whole body shook and her sex gripped him as if trying to slow his mad pumping.

“It's… it happened!" Lilly gassed in the soft, breathy tone of a kitty who'd just become a cat. “S-Shaun.. inside… cum in… in me… cuhhm…cu…" she panted, words barely intelligible. Luckily she didn't have to ask - Shaun couldn't have pulled out if she'd begged.

As his sack pulled up his legs straightened, finally lifting the leopardess off the ground. Her forelegs dug deeper into the tree to keep her steady even as her hindlegs flailed in empty air, splayed around the male who was about to give her what she'd begged for. She'd started milking him well before the first pulse burst from Shaun's tip, the hot feline sex drawing the seed deeper than even his glans had been able to reach. Broken rumbles came from the climaxing cat and he wasn't sure if they were hard purrs or soft growls. It didn't seem to matter as he held her firmly until she'd milked him of every last drop he could give her.

“Ohhhh Shaun, that was… you were…" she gasped, unable to find words of praise even though her breathless tone was praise enough. The madness of mating left them drained but happy and Shaun gently helped the cat down after releasing her scruff. The tiny feline sex gaping a little as it slowly leaked his seed was a hell of a sight, but so were the gouges Lilly had claimed in the tree.

“That was… wild." he said, failing to think of a better word as he realized he had a mouthful of Lilly's fur.

“Oh, sorry about that. The back of my neck is a tricky place to groom, obviously. Kinda have to do that whole thing…" she said, demonstrating the typical feline maneuver of licking a paw and sliding it over her face and down her neck. “Do humans get hairballs?"

“It will -ptttft!- be my first…"

“How appropriate!" said the former virgin…

*******

“Roomier than I thought it would be…" Shaun said, even though the 'ceiling' was so low he was forced to kneel.

“Roomier than I usually make them. But the soil here was very easy to work with. I suspect they were expecting me to dig a den, the tree above us was positioned just perfectly for a nice firm roof. And I was thinking… usually it's just me and some cubs in here, but in case you wanted to visit us, a little extra room would come in handy."

“That's a nice thought. So, on the subject of cubs…"

“Oh, I don't want you to think that was why I invited you! I mean… it is almost that time for me, but I can skip a heat if you don't feel ready. I don't care what Vy says, you shouldn't feel you have some sort of duty to us and we shouldn't rush you into anything."

“I appreciate that. But I am kinda at an age where I can handle a lot of… female interests."

“Hmmm, I guess. So do you really find me attractive? You're used to a female that's smaller than you, so I was a little worried if you'd be genuinely interested."

“I could ask you the same question. I'm not exactly a bruin…" he said, getting a rich soft laugh from the big momma bear.

“Well back before we got here I don't think you would have been my type. I have to admit that in my younger years I used to sneak into camps after dark for some midnight snacking, but the campers themselves never really interested me."

“So if you heard noises coming from a tent, you were never tempted to peek?" he asked, getting a sly smile.

“As if I would! Even back then I understood that mating was a special and private moment. And a useful distraction…" she added with a conspiratorial wink. “But now when I look at you… you aren't as big as the sort of males I had, but you do stand much taller than me, and that strikes me as suitably… masculine. And while I've felt a bruin's muscles I've neve really seen them. Somehow I find a bare body as exciting as…"

“... a bear body?"

“Exactly. Besides, there's bulk and then there's… size." she said, casting a meaningly glance at Shaun's crotch. “So, how about you? See anything you like?" she asked, padding softly around him as she fished for compliments.

“Well we humans kinda grow up thinking of bears as cute… and I gotta be honest the whole momma-bear vibe is really working for me." he said. He knew that he was probably much older than Ursula, but the she-bear could just project maturity.

“Is it? Oh, I guess it is…" she said, completing her circle around him and winding up facing his crotch and Shaun's stiffening shaft. “Well, I like my boys to be honest. And do you trust me Shaun? Do you feel safe around me?"

“Well yes, I'm not sure why you-oooOuhh, that's why…" he groaned out as Ursula opened her muzzle and smoothly took his half-had cock into the wet warmth of her mouth.

There wasn't even a hint of teeth, just a big long tongue designed for plundering beehives. A tongue long enough to slip past her mouth and tickle his sack even as Usrula moaned around his erection. She'd suckled on him until he was fully hard before letting his shaft slip out of that muzzle with a slow parting lick.

“So this is what the girls had been raving about… Very nice. You know, you're actually much thicker than most bruins, but the length is…"

“...just right?" he finished with a smile.

“Yes, Goldilocks, just right." she said, giving him another lick as he rubbed the side of her muzzle against him. “Now, about making this bear a momma…" she said, padding to the center of the den and rolling over on her back.

She'd looked equal parts slutty and cuddly as she lay there with her hindlegs spread and her forepaws curled up against her chest, muzzle daintily hidden between them as she gave him her best bedroom eyes. He knelt behind her and had no trouble finding her pussy, even in the sea of caramel-brown fur. It was pink and ridiculously dainty for a girl her size, and when he slid a finger in she proved to be as snug as she looked. He'd managed a few wet pumps before she interrupted him.

“That feels wonderful honey, but maybe later?" she asked, and figuring she coulnd't get any wetter Shaun wasn't about to argue.

“Honey?"

“I'm quite fond of honey… and you're blonde to boot! And sweet, and…mhhhhhh…" she trailed off once she felt his glans settle between her labia, choosing to savor this moment in silence. A silence she broke with a rich deep moan once Shaun actually slid inside.

“Mhhhhhooooyess… keep going honey, don't stop now…" Ursula pleaded, and even though she was tight he had no trouble hilting in her until his hips were pressing the thick fur of ehr rear flat.

“So…full. Now lie down honey, get nice and comfy…"

Shaun had to admit the cuddly body did look inviting and when he laid himself down he couldn't suppress a groan. Cuddly didn't begin to describe the softness of her coat, nor the curvaceous body under it. He had his face buried in her chest fluff well before her arms wrapped around him. He felt her muzzling his hair and finally managed to lift his face from the sweet-scented sea of fluff to meet a pair of warm and loving eyes.

It was tricky but Ursula managed to bend her neck just enough to bring her muzzle to his lips. He wasn't sure if he'd imagined it or if the she-bear had been snaking before he came over, but he could almost taste honey on the tongue slipping daintily into his mouth. For a while it was enough just to savor those kisses, engulfed by both her sex and her fluffy coat.

“I'm ready now honey… don't hold back and don't worry. We have all the time in the world to make this den into a lovenest…"

As Shaun began to make a momma out of the bear he couldn't believe how tight she felt around him compared to what a giantess she was as she easily carried his weight. A gentle giantess though, and very responsive. He was so comfy he was hesitant to move much, but even though his thrusts were short he drove in deep on every one. The earthen walls around them seemed to drink the noises they both made, adding to the intimacy of the atmosphere that even the tiny surveillance drones couldn't spoil.

Shaun had been a little anxious how sex would work with the enclosure's big girls, but so far Ursula was anything but grisly. He'd been worried about the she-bear wanting to be on top, and even though laying on her like this felt like heaven he figured he trusted her enough to let her. For now she was happy lying on her back in her little love-nest, passive but very vocal as he humped harder and harder into her. When his shaft started to twitch and he felt himself get close to the edge he tried to pull back, since even though Ursula was making some very happy noises he was sure she hadn't cum yet.

“Go on honey, don't hold back… let me feel it…" she cooed, her rich voice eroding what little resolve Shaun had mustered. With a few sharp bucks he emptied himself with a groan, painting that surprisingly snug bear-pussy with everything his twitching sack could provide. She held him through his climax, and didn't seem in a hurry to release him. Nor was Shaun in a hurry to leave. Instead he just kept cuddling with Ursula, her snug sex managing to hold him even after he went soft. It didn't take him long to get hard again ,and this time it took less than a minute of thrusting for his ursine lover to come with a long, throaty moan.

It was lazy, it was simple and glorious. He had no idea how long he'd spent there, or how many times he'd given Ursula what she craved. They only stopped when his erection finally packed it in and slipped from the now delicately gaped pink folds of what was now definitely a momma-bear.

“Feel like a nap?" she asked, nuzzling his golden locks.

“I'm not too heavy for you?"

“No, you stay right where you are. Considering it practice for winter."

“Is there going to be one?"

“I asked Vy and he said they were simulating seasons, but it's going to be pretty mild. I probably won't even bother hibernating. That will be a first for me - spending long nights with nothing to do. Remember that if you ever feel a little chilly…"

*******

It was getting closer. Still only close enough to be heard, but he knew that in a matter of seconds he'd be able to feel the thud of hooves on soil if his feet happened to touch the ground at just the right time. He doubted that would be the only thing he heard. She was bound to say something like…

“That's three laps I have already and you still haven't finished one!"

…like that.

“What kind of running do you call that?" Magda asked, slowing down to a trot and a chat.

“Jogging…"

“What does that even mean? Running as slow as you can?"

“It's not about racing… just staying fit…" he said.

Even though he'd gotten comfortable in his 'enclosure' it was in a way a prison, and one of the things prison inmates do is exercise. No gym equipment here, so Shaun's three options for staying in shape were running, swimming and performing his duties as the resident stud. He was running on what Magda called 'her' track, and he supposed she had a right. There was a grassy belt separating the sandy beach from the inner forest of their artificial island, and in that belt the mare bad beaten out a hard dirt path by running around in circles for hours every day.

“Yeah, but what about them?" she said, gesturing to the tiny floating drones zipping around them. “How many aliens do you think are watching? Hundreds? Thousands? You fine with them seeing you eat my dust?"

“Be honest… if I gave it my all and really raced you… would I stand a chance?" he asked, and got a distinctly equine snort.

“Not a ghost of one. Onagers are one of the fastest mammals back on Earth, and I'm the fastest thing around here." She said, haughtily shaking her head and trying to toss the short fuzzy ridge as if it was a mane. “But you're representing your species! You should at least try…"

“I didn't come here to race…"

“Yeah, you came here to 'make friends'." The mare jibed.

“Well not exactly friends, but let's see – cubs, calves, hatchlings and…"

“…foals. And on that note…" she said, easily overtaking him and standing sideways and blocking 'her' track.

“You know, I really shouldn't let my heart rate drop until I finish my exercises…"

“Don't worry, we'll get your heart rate up, along with other things."

“So I take it you're…"

“… in heat, yeah. And I'm gonna give you a chance to weigh me down with a foal. By the time I'm ten months pregnant you might have a chance of beating me." She said.

Shaun was about to say that even she wouldn't be crazy enough to try racing that far along into her pregnancy, but he wasn't sure. He remembered this one girl who'd grown up with three brothers and no sisters and wound up a total jock – cross-fitness addict with the tightest, firmness curves he'd ever seen or touched. A total bro most of the time who only got in touch with her feminine side when she actually ad a cock pumping away at her pussy.

“Well, sounds better than jogging…"

“Yeah, let's just get something straight – I don't want some 'jogging' version of sex. Huffing, puffing, keeping your heart rate up… If I'm gonna let you mount me and breed me I expect you to give it everything you got, and then a little extra. You're descended from apes, so I wanna see you go full on King-Fucking-Kong and not just Bonzo…"

“Any particular reason you're going full on 'coach' on me?"

“I just don't want there to be any misunderstandings. I want you to give me more than just some compatible sperm. I expect a fucking good enough to make me whinny."

“Okay, I get that, but an informal survey shows that 4 out of 5 females on this island thing I'm a pretty good stud…"

“They were easy!"

“Easy? Ariel almost drowned me, Lilly scared me by tearing a tree to shreds while we did it, Cassandra tied me up and took what she wanted and Ursula…"

“…triggered your Oedipus complex? And did any of the other girls at any point expect you to shove almost two feet of cock into them?"

“Well of course not, but… oh."

“Yeah, oh. As in I want one and you'll need to get creative about giving me one. Look, I'm not trying to fuck with your confidence, god know you'll need every bit of it, but you gotta get serious about this. This is like a video game – the last fight is the boss fight. Not to mention that you've saved the best for last…"

“I did?" Shaun asked, crossing his arms over his chest and trying not to smile to wide at the mare's audacious ego.

“Who if not me? Ursula? We all love our momma-bear, but she's a little too full-figured…"

“MILFs are hot though…"

“I'm a 'mare' so still technically a MILF. Ariel and Cass? Pretty, but they don't have even have limbs. And Lilly's got a nice body if you're into that soft fluffy kitty kinda thing. But come on, feel this!" she said, swiveling around until her left flank bumped against his side. Shaun did as she insisted, running a hand along her sleek back. She hadn't run hard enough to build up a proper lather but the sleek coat was wet and clinging to the hard muscle under her hide. “Feel that? Sleek, firm… that's horsepower you're feeling…"

“I thought you weren't a horse…"

“Neither is a car and it still has horsepower. You get what I'm saying? Cards on the table, I think you're a pretty sight – you're nice and fit, you have a mane I genuinely envy, and the whole bare skin is kind of kinky – like extra naked. But looks alone aren't gonna make me cum."

“I can do more than look…" Shaun said, letting his hand slide down her rump and under her ropey tail. As cool as she was trying to act, the silky black teardrop felt hot under his touch, wet even before it flexed to flash him a glimpse of glistening pink.

“Yeah, I am kinda curious about hands. Don't think one's gonna be enough though…"

“I got two don't I?"

“Yeah, but before you get any more hands on, let's get out of the sun and away from the water. I just know Ariel's gonna watch and there's no way she'll do it quietly."

“You telling me a jock like you doesn't want a cheerleader?"

“Real funny. Come on, you can fondle while you walk." She said, and Shaun had to admit her ass was a hell of a sight as she led him under the shade of the trees. Nor did it have a 'barnyardy' smell to it. While he was stocked with toiletries, he'd learned early on that the girls were provided with special drones that helped them with grooming and hygiene. Not that the mare wasn't making a mess.

“So, this is winking, huh? Is it like a reflex or…?"

“When I'm in heat it kinda has a mind of its own, but I can wink whenever I want. If I'm in the right mood, I can actually work myself up to a pretty decent orgasm just by flicking my clit out…"

“Wow. That sounds kinda hot…" he said, imagining a girl just making herself cum by standing still and not even touching herself.

“Yeah, well don't get any ideas. You're here to perform, not to watch a show. And this looks like as good a stage as any. So just to make it clear – you're gonna make me cum any way you can manage to do it. Get creative, get rough, and don't be afraid to get your hands dirty. If you give me at least one nice tail-twitching cum, you're free to stick your cock in and pump till you squirt."

“You seem to really know what you want, considering you're a virgin…"

“Uhhh, maybe 'cause I'm not?"

“But you said you weren't that kind of MILF. Did you mate out of season?"

“No, I just… never had a foal. Look, it's… complicated…"

“How complicated can it be?" Shaun asked, running his fingers absentmindedly up and down the dark slit

“Look, a stallion has no hands to guide himself in, he can't even see what he's doing once he mounts and not to bring this up too often, but they do swing around feet instead of inches, so the tip's gonna be bobbing up and down, making aiming even harder."

“Okay, I get that, but the fact that you aren't a virgin means that the stallion's aim was good enough." He said, flicking his finger against the heart-shaped equine clit that chose that moment to flash and say 'Hi!'.

“Yeah, and if I'd chosen a stallion I would have been bred. But I went and chose a colt who was just as clueless as I was, but he was cute and he'd been mooning and fawning over me since my heat started. He did manage to hit the right spot, but he was so hyped about finally getting to fuck that he spazzed out and slipped out of me."

“Ahh, so he sprayed all over this rump. Must have been quite a sight."

“Not really. He managed to get it back in before he came…"

“Okay, you lost me again… Don't equines cum like… a pint or something? How could you not wind up pregnant?"

“Because I lost two virginities that day…" the mare explained testily.

“Okay, that explains the attitude. Your first guy got his, but finished before you could cum…"

“I never said that. It… look, it was… complicated! And right now I'm in a mood for something real simple. Get the picture?"

“Got it…" Shaun said, giving the heavy bottom of her teardrop a little tickle that had the mare responding with a wet wink.

“Good, then stop fucking around and start fucking."

Shaun didn't need to be told twice. Now that they weren't in the open the breeze wasn't blowing the mare's scent away and her scent was kinda working on him. Magda wasn't as tall as a horse but her teardrop was just about level with his sternum, so he'd need to get creative when it came time to do his job as a stud. Maybe if he got her in a good enough move the stubborn mule would roll over for him? But at least a crouch was all it took to bring the black equine pussy level with his face, so he got busy with some diligent and loving oral.

It was proving a bit tricky since her tear-drop wasn't willing to stand still. Her rump quivered when he trailed his tongue along the edges of her supple vulva but he wasn't really sure he could reach deep enough to hit any of her sweet spots. Her clit was nice and big and had seemed like the perfect mouthful. She hadn't even managed to stifle a whinny-like gasp when he caught it in his mouth and for a brief while it looked like suckling on the heart-shaped nub and flicking his tongue against it would be the winning combination. The problem was the more excited he got her the more twitchy her pussy got, and he was faced with the first clitoris that wouldn't just stay still.

“I appreciate the skill, and it's really sweet of you to just dive in, but you don't have a stallion's tongue, nor do you have a grazing herbivore's lips. You'll need to get more creative than that if you want to get me anywhere close to cumming…"

“Any suggestions?"

“I dunno, you're the stud…" she said, lazily waving her ropey tail.

Shaun licked the mare's mess off his lips before laying a hand on the glistening black sex. Magda might be playing it cool, but he figured he was doing something right by the now frantic winking of her marehood. Fighting his gentlemanly impulses he pushed three fingers to start with, his digits easily sinking into the slick hot mess inside the ornery onager. She didn't even look over one shoulder when he did it, but one long ear did twist to the side when he gave her a few testing pumps. He tried twisting his hand as he did, watching the supple black folds cling and flex around him. With his hand parallel to the ground he started curling his fingers down, which seemed to tickle her clit every time it slipped back inside after a wink. Less than ten seconds into that and he could see tremors running along the perfect curve of Magda's ass, her tail twitching and fully flagged even though she was still playing it cool.

“Not bad monkey-boy, but you're still no Kong…"

Shaun bit back a response, figuring actions would speak louder than words. Actions like pulling his hand out before he brought the tips of his fingers together, pushing in and smiling as he felt the equine sex grow just a little taut as the widest potion of his hand was swallowed up by it. That actually got him an over-the-shoulder glance, and a few more ear flicks that were either reflex or a complex semaphore code he wasn't familiar with. By the time Magda was winking around his wrist he noticed she'd spread her hindlegs a little, her hooves rustling in the dead vegetation carpeting the little forest.

He got a soft whinny when he balled his fingers into a fist, twisting his arm around a little before he pushed slowly in. His cock was hard as steel even though nobody was paying attention to it, with Madge staring ahead and Shaun himself to entranced by the sight of her black folds clinging to his forearm and the squelching heat swallowing his limb.

He was good with his hands and had felt plenty of pussies twitching around his fingers, but it was surreal to feel his whole limb sink smoothly into the onager mare. He had one hand on the firm curve of her ass and it was a strange comparison between the hard hide-covered muscle and the wet softness of her love-tunnel. He seemed bottomless and Shaun was starting to think he'd have to go shoulder deep when his fingertips encountered a barrier and the mare playing it cool couldn't suppress a gasp.

“I thought you said you expected two feet?" he asked, realizing that he'd reached the mare's womb.

“I said about two feet!" Magda snarked back, but she was sounding a little short of breath, the way she hadn't sounded even after three laps around the island.

“I figure seventeen, maybe eighteen inches. Tops…" he said. He could actually feel the tiny dimpled ring he guessed was the mare's cervix and couldn't resist trailing a fingertip along it. That got him a braying noise from Magda and a raised hindleg. “Whoa, easy!"

“Why… why did you stop!?"

“Well you looked like you were gonna kick me…"

“I won't kick you by accident, and if I want to kick you there'd be nothing you could do short of climbing a tree that could save you, so just relax and fuck me!"

Surly as ever, but I kinda like the tone… Shaun thought with a grin as he gave what was apparently a very sensitive spot in the mare's body the gentlest of pokes before he slid everything but his hand out. There was a soft but obscene slurp as the winking folds failed to seal around his arm as it slid out, and another messy little noise as his plunge pushed some of the mare's honey out. Even though he'd teased her he was impressed by how much Magda could comfortably take, but with every plunge he grew more and more confident that he'd son have the cocky jock moaning and whinnying.

He experimented a little by flexing his fingers, ticking and rubbing along her silken walls even as he gently pumped his arm into her. The noises she was making were weird but cuter than he expected to hear from her as her teardrop winked furiously even while he fisted the surly mare. He'd draw his hand out slowly, poking and prodding as he went before tightening his fist and pushing in hard and fast. Soon he had the mare's tail twitching and the black doughnut under it winking as eagerly as the splayed marehood.

He could feel her eyes on him as he worked but this time he made a point of ignoring her, choosing to focus on the rubbery black lips clinging when he pulled out and dimpling when he punched himself back in as deep as he could go. Mare juices were dripping down his elbow now and the frantic and random flashes of her teardrop were synching up into a steady wink-wink-wink rhythm. He suspected he'd already gone on longer than any stallion could last. Magda was holding back, fighting her urge to climax either to intensify her orgasm or just out of stubbornness. Either way, it didn't last much longer.

“T-that's it…little more… fuck, I'm so –ngh!- close! D-don't slow down now… right… there!" Magda cried, the impressive muscles along her equine body tensing and flexing as her pussy clamped down.

Just to add oil on the fire Shaun pushed a finger out and gently traced her cervix, getting an honest to goodness whinny from the surly mare. She was cumming hard and messy, her pussy winking around him as every flex of the supple folds pushed out some of her honey. Shaun kept himself elbow-deep in her, feeling her insides practically massage his forearm as the mare rode out her orgasm. When she managed to speak she was breathless and her voice was music to Shaun's ears.

“Okay… fuck, that was good… deal's a deal, I'm all yours now. You can… nhggghhh! W-what are you…" she asked, or tried to. She could just about speak while Shaun was pulling his arm out, but when he surprised her by shoving it back in she found herself a little short of breath.

“Don't worry, I will. Eventually…" he said, grabbing the base of her ropey tail and giving it a good yank as he began to pump again into the mare's soaked sex.

She looked like she was about to say something, but another push of Shaun's fist into her quivering sex had her eyes rolling and her muzzle slack. Shaun guessed she was still pretty sensitive after that big messy climax, and he was doing everything he could to push her to another one. Magda just spayed her ears to the sides but offered no protest as her 'stud' once again began pistoning his arm in and out of her equine pussy. She'd teased him about all the things a stallion could do, but a stallion would ultimately be done in a matter of seconds. He'd spent minutes pushing her to her first orgasm, and it took even less to make the mare cum a second time. The air around them reeked of horny onager, and the drones swarming around them were getting some very exciting footage, capturing the surly mare's surrender from every angle.

Shaun wasn't forgetting his own needs or his duties as a stud. He could read Magda now, and when he saw the mare building towards her third orgasm, he decided to act. He kicked at her left hoof from the inside, sending it slipping through the dried and rotting leaves until Magda managed to stiffen her leg. Not a very gentlemanly thing to do, but with her hindlegs now splayed, the glistening black teardrop was at just the right height.

Shaun pulled his hand out and kept a good firm grip on the mare's tail as he waited a few seconds for her to wink. Once he caught a flash of pink he plunged his cock hilt deep into the moaning mare, groaning as he felt the wet heat that had felt so amazing around his forearm envelop his erection. He hunched over the mare as he slid the wet arm under and behind, feeling the hot bare flesh of her teats against his skin as his fingers found the plump bottom of her pussy. He pushed up, pressing the hidden clit against his shaft just as he began to hump against the mare with as much force as he had in him. He wasn't as long as a stallion, wasn't as thick as a stallion and probably didn't thrust as hard, but to hear Magda moan and bray a person could think she had a draft horse mounting her.

“Whaaa… you… fuhhh… fuhhhck… nghhhhyeaahhhh, fuck… fughh me…" was the best the mouthy mare could manage as she splayed her ears and lowered her head while Shaun gave her everything he had.

After being ignored his cock was primed to go off, and having a mare wink as she came around him did the trick. He yanked on her tail and jammed himself as deep as he could go even though there was no hope of his foal-maker reaching the special spot inside the mare that his fingers had found. He doubted that he'd need to. The walls of the mare's sex felt like they were trying to draw his whole erection deeper in, let alone the spunk spurting from his tip into the quivering cunny. He ground himself against her, letting her milk him while her clit flicked the taut sack pulsing with every shot of foal-milk he squirted into her.

“Five… out of… five?" he asked, one word per each labored breath. Magda couldn't even manage that much and just folded her forelegs under her chest. Shaun chose to read that as a 'yes'.

*******

Months had ticked by and even the excitement of their first 'new residents' had faded when Vy gathered them on the beach for some sort of announcement. Shaun was carrying a spotted kitty squinting with eyes that had only opened a week ago, while 'wearing' the children Cassandra had given him. His three scaled sons were well behaved, each one coiled around a leg or an arm, but his little baby girl and an unfortunate ambition to 'hug' daddy's neck and was even now slithering her way up one of his arms.

The remaining three girls were all expecting, with Ursula being the next one due, but the figure standing next to their 'keeper' drone was definitely not expected. Neither of them knew who or what it was, since the lanky biped was covered in a sleek environmental suit with a tinted visor to protect them from the glare of the simulated Sun.

“Thank you all for coming! We at BeyondWorlds! would like to take this opportunity to thank you, our residents, for your continued trust in us and in the principles behind the BeyondWorlds! experience. It has always been our goal to provide a humane and comfortable environment to encourage a thriving…"

“If I may…" the figure said in a synthesized voice that suggested automated translation but also a lack of patience for corporate claptrap. “I am a representative of the Concordant Assembly, and I'm here to inform you of new legislature that directly affects you. The… BeyondWorlds!... experience has been using a legal loophole that didn't offer protection to Concord-non-member sentient species. Newly enacted legislature now extends full rights to any individual demonstrating sentient traits within the bounds of Concord space regardless of their species' membership status. As such these enclosures are no longer legal and we are offering to repatriate residents to their words of origin."

“You mean… sending us back to Earth?" Lilly asked, not exactly thrilled at the announcement.

“You're forgetting something. Other than me, the five other original residents were made. Sentience. Back on Earth they couldn't go back to being animals, nor would they be recognized as people…"

“Yes, we are aware of the… unique circumstances behind the Earth enclosure."

“All done humanely and with the sole interest of providing a vibrant and dynamic…" Vy started before a raised hand from the official silenced him.

“We have negotiated with the people behind BeyondWorlds! and have come to an agreement. In return for some clemency at what is sure to be a rather spectacular trial, we have secured an agreement to fund and maintain the Earth enclosure indefinitely, with Concord security forces guaranteeing your safety and privacy."

“Huh. I was wondering where the little pests went…" Magda noted. Now that he thought about it, the past few days seemed free of the surveillance drones that he'd gotten so used to.

“You heard him, dear. Whatever you decide, we'll be fine…" Ursula said in her soft motherly tone and it was only then that Shaun realized that he was the center of attention, with everyone patiently (in the case of the official) and nervously (in the case of the girls) waiting for his response. With his sixteen inch long daughter trying to wrap herself around his neck, he didn't feel like he had a lot of time to waste formulating one.

“Uhhh... tell the Earth we said 'Hello!'…"