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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

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Authors note: This is another chapter in the Street Photographer series, though technically they are all standalone stories as well. Ivan’s first appearance can be found here -> https://www.sofurry.com/view/2028527

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The heat was starting to build after Ivan uploaded his video with the pretty police officer, the boys in blue did not take kindly to people abusing one of their own. As a result, street photographers and almost anyone with a video camera out in public was starting to get harassed by the police. It was around this time Ivan made the wise decision to relocate to a different state, at least until the heat died down. After that, he planned on coming back for another round with that police officer, he just couldn’t resist rubbing it in after getting everyone so upset.

In stark contrast to the concrete jungle, Ivan opted for a more relaxing time out on a tour of the Louisiana bayous. While he did prefer to have more illicit fun with his cameras and special cologne, he was actually a very skilled photographer as well. Which is why he decided to take a break and go do some real photography for a change, if anything, it would at least help sell his street photography schtick the next time he was asked to show his work. Ivan drove his little rented red SUV along the dirt road toward what the sign a few miles back had promised to be “The best way to experience the bayou”, though by the look of the old wooden house, it did not look very promising. When the owner of the business stepped outside and gave the small canine a disappointed sigh as he looked Ivan over, his annoyance started to bubble to the surface.

“A little thing like you would be nothin’ more than a horse duvet to these feral crocs” the large dark green alligator chuckled as he stared down at Ivan. The height disparity was obvious, Ivan barely topped out at a mere five foot and two inches, while the large alligator before him was nearing the seven-foot mark…and he wasn’t even wearing shoes. His arms were almost as thick as the short English corgi’s thighs, even without flexing his muscles, yet somehow, he still bore scars from his life out in the bayous. If someone as big and tough as him found life out here tough, obviously someone as soft and weak as Ivan wouldn’t last a couple of seconds.

“Hors d'oeuvres…” Ivan sighed and rolled his eyes at the large, dumb male. While he did appreciate the larger male’s impressive stature and muscles, he did very much so detest his lack of intelligence and comprehension of foreign languages.

“What?” the alligator snorted with derision as he all but glowered at the small fluffy canine tourist who was holing up the line to get on his Airboat. Though the term “line” was being rather generous, there were only two more people who had arrived shortly after Ivan it seemed. Under different circumstances, even Ivan would have paid them more attention as well, especially as they were the type to feature in his special videos. Only right now, the big alligator was right there, and Ivan was feeling more than a little peeved to think clearly to give himself an opening at the two vixens.

“Never mind…now, are you going to take me on a tour of the bayou or not?” the English sounding Corgi asked with growing annoyance.

“Sorry pipsqueak, ain’t got space on the boat…now step aside” the tour guide rudely stated as he made way for two young and very clearly inebriated vixens, who looked to be barely half his age and were probably looking to make some poor decisions. For once, Ivan was being on the up and up, he didn’t want anything more than to travel through the glades on an Airboat to snap some photographs of the local flora and fauna. But the musclebound idiot of a tour guide didn’t think it would be safe for someone of his size…unless he was accompanied by an adult. It didn’t matter that Ivan had shown his passport to prove he was in fact an adult, the dumb reptile just didn’t want to deal with a snobby English tourist. Especially when there were hot young girls he could impress and probably get lucky with, both of whom were currently hooting and hollering in glee as the Airboat peeled off and did donuts in the water a few feet from the pier before jetting off into the bayou proper.

“Don’t worry about him, he’s just an asshole” another voice heavily laden with a Southern drawl commented from behind him. When Ivan turned around, he was met by the surprising sight of a uniquely coloured and frankly, quite attractive lady alligator behind him. Standing before Ivan was a rather pretty albino alligator, or at least what he assumed was an albino. He wasn’t entirely sure as she appeared to have natural violet eyes and long purple hair, along with purple ridge scales along her tail. More than that, however, were her curves, usually he wasn’t attracted to the scalies, but her tits and ass could not be denied. She did fill out her top and denims rather well, he had to admit.

“I’m sure he has his reasons” Ivan sighed, letting his ears droop as he laid on the ‘woe is me’ pathetic look rather thick. He was a master at manipulating women, especially in making them feel sorry for him as they tended to let down their guard a lot easier when he did so. His natural fluffy cuteness and innocent appearance was the best trap in the world, no one could say no to his big soulful eyes and cute face.

“No, he’s just an asshole…trust me, I would know. I married him” she sighed and shook her head when she raised her hand to show off a rather pathetic excuse for a wedding ring. It took everything in Ivan not to grin, this was just getting better and better by the second. He enjoyed the taking, but when what he was taking belonged to someone else, even better.

“I don’t mean to be so forward, but I did come with the intention of snapping some photos of the bayou’s natural beauty…but perhaps it was just as well I didn’t go on the boat” he began his sales pitch with a practiced shy smile. “There’s plenty of beauty for my camera to enjoy right here…if you don’t mind, of course?” Ivan really hammed it up, putting on his most charming English accent and making himself seem as small and as non-threatening as possible. After all, the boat trip was a couple of hours long at least and no one else was around for miles, so why not make the most of the opportunity.

“What, me?” the pretty white alligator in the form fitting black sleeveless top and ass hugging blue denims asked in surprise.

“Of course, I’ve travelled the world and have never seen anyone quite like you” Ivan stated honestly. He had been around the world and no, he had not yet seen anyone like her. God, he wanted to get his dick in that arrogant asshole’s wife so bad, it definitely helped she was a looker; though he would’ve fucked an ugly sack of potatoes if it meant getting back at that tour guide. “Forgive me, I don’t even know your name…miss?” he asked politely.

“Oh, uhm…I’m Layla” the albino alligator replied with an obvious blush. Clearly, she was not used to being complimented, perhaps among her own kind she wasn’t considered attractive so simply did not think of herself as such. Or perhaps it was just because her husband was really such an asshole that he didn’t treat his wife very well, either way, she was ripe for the picking and an east target.

“I’m Ivan…Ivan White and I do street photography, usually. Here, let me show you some of my work so you know what you’re getting yourself into” the short fluffy dog offered with a smile as he spritzed himself with more of what looked to be insect repellent, but in reality, it was his special scented cologne. Once that was in place, Ivan then withdrew his phone from his fanny-pack and queued up the special app he had designed to capture his next victim. Because Ivan White was a short, chubby and fluffy Corgi with a strong British accent; people instantly trusted him and his seemingly good intentions. What they didn’t know however, was that Ivan was a tech genius and a natural with hypnosis. The short, chubby and friendly looking canine with his large ears looked outwardly friendly, even comical. His John Lennon styled glasses and tourist styled fanny-pack only helped sell the friendly and harmless look. But inside, he was the worst sort of perverted predator with the knowledge and skills to get what he wanted, whenever he wanted. All he needed was an opportunity and as Layla bent down to look at his phone, she breathed in his special cologne and walked right into his trap.

Ivan put on a show of fiddling with his phone while he stood close to the pretty albino gator gal, just so she could bathe in the potent cocktail of his mind-altering cologne. Within moments, Layla was already showing signs of arousal, the twin points of her perked nipples were plainly visible through the thin material of her top. That fact made Ivan grin, clearly, she didn’t wear a bra in public, so there was a good chance she probably wasn’t wearing panties either, but he would soon get to see for himself. “Oh, uh…sorry about that. Here it is…” he apologized as he turned his phone around for her to look at his photo gallery. What she was met with however, was a highly sophisticated pattern of colours and shapes, along with a low frequency sound that ramped up the effect of his mind-altering cologne on her. His glasses weren’t just for show, Ivan had excellent eyesight, so he didn’t even need glasses. All they did was filter out the light from his mind control app so he wouldn’t accidentally hypnotize himself. His cologne didn’t affect him much either, he had built up a decent tolerance to it while designing the cologne, all it did now was make him horny, or at least more horny than usual.

Unsurprisingly, Layla went a bit slack-jawed as the full effect of the mind-controlling hypnosis took effect on her. Her eyes became a little unfocused and glassy as she stared through the phone and completely zoned out on him. Ivan brazenly pressed the flat of his free hand against her cool, smooth scaled belly before brushing his hand up and beneath her top to cup over her left breast. As expected, the tour guides wife barely reacted, aside from a soft huff when her nipple was pinched and tweaked. His hand retreated from beneath her top and instead sunk down into her tight denims, while he couldn’t get his hand in as far as he would have liked, Ivan did manage to at least confirm his suspicions about her lack of underwear. He felt nothing but more smooth scales beneath her denims, which also made him curious about what Layla’s cunt would look like.

“Let’s go inside and get some good photos of you for your husband, yeah?” the corgi directed with a friendly smile, to which the taller female alligator simply nodded and turned to head back inside. Even with her thick and heavy looking tail, Ivan could see she had quite the nice ass on her, which he couldn’t help but reach out and give an appreciative grope to.

Once inside the small building that served as both their business as well as their home, Ivan began to snap some rather innocent shots of Layla in various poses and positions. He would later use these to just further sell the notion that all they had done was snap some innocent photographs of her posing for him once he inevitably roused her from her stupor. Once he was satisfied he had enough ‘evidence’ to convince the pretty gator later, all bets were off. “Strip for me…slowly” the corgi growled softly, after he had set up his tripod and his infamous POV headcam to catch the more intimate action that was about to unfold.

Ivan watched as Layla slowly and sensually stripped for him, despite the fullness of her tits, they barely sagged when her tight top was removed. Curiously though, even her nipples were a light purple in hue against the soft white under scales of her belly. This just made the smaller canine grin as he watched her unbutton her denims before undoing her zipper, the snug material soon slid down along her shapely hips and thighs to pool about her feet. Sure enough, even without her spreading her thighs for him just yet, he could see the same pale purple nestled between them that was her pussy. Thankfully, she didn’t have a reptilian cloaca, he wasn’t sure how he would’ve handled it if she did.

“Turn around and bend forward for me, then lift your tail out the way” he suddenly asked with growing curiosity. Again, Layla was a star pupil with how well she followed his orders. The white scaled alligator turned about and leaned over the table before her while she lifted her heavy tail up out the way. Ivan reached out and grasped at her firm behind to pry her smooth white scaled cheeks apart, sure enough, even her little asshole was purple. “Do you do anal, Layla?” the corgi asked curiously. After all, she did look incredibly tight back there, almost like a virgin even. But then she was an alligator, perhaps that was just how their anatomy looked; he did vaguely recall a saying “is a crocs ass watertight” after all.

“I want to, but my husband isn’t keen on the idea” Layla replied with a low growl. This was a first for Ivan, usually it was the other way around with the men wanting under their women’s tails and the ladies not being keen. At least that meant it was something that overgrown handbag hadn’t yet done with his beautiful wife that he could enjoy, in fact, it would be his good deed for the day.

“I’ll fuck you in the ass then” the corgi offered selflessly, right as he pressed his thumb into the centre of the tightly clenched pretty purple pucker before him. Layla’s groan was very telling, even the way she pressed back against his thumb was all the evidence he needed that she really wanted this. Before he claimed the married woman’s behind however, he was curious to get his first taste and feel of gator pussy.

With the large gator girl bent over before him as she was, it was the perfect position for Ivan to get a good taste of her, along with some good POV footage as well. The headcam would show his hands gripping and spreading her buttocks while his muzzle leaned in to swipe his tongue across the delicate purple folds of her pussy. Thanks to the new smart camera he had purchased, his muzzle and hands would be replaced in the video with a different colour to hide his identity on the fly thanks to the built in AI, which saved him a lot of time during the editing phase. Due to the colour of her flesh, Ivan expected her to taste like berries or something, but she didn’t. There was a very slight fishy, yet gamey taste to her, but also something that just tasted like bare flesh tinged with salt. She had a very earthy flavour, not altogether bad, just different to what his minds preconceived notion had expected. The growls his tongue elicited from her though, those were truly delectable, they were easy to define as sounds of pleasure. Though even without the audio, the way Ivan soon had her tail wagging like a big swamp puppy would be rather telling too as she rocked back against his tongue.

While he alternated between feasting on her folds or sucking on her clit, the mischievous corgi would begin playing with the gators backdoor as well. He usually preferred to start things off with a blowjob, but seeing all those teeth in Layla’s maw was more than enough to make him skip that part for once. For now, though, he was just trying to get her nice and worked up so he could fuck her hard and fast. Thankfully, the frustrated and unhappily married alligator was rather pent up, as well as the fact she enjoyed having her butt played with, so it didn’t take much time at all before she was ready for his cock.

The corgi wasted no time, if Layla felt as good as she tasted, she was bound to be one of the best fucks he’d had in a long while. She was a fair bit taller than him though, so before he could bury his bone, Ivan dragged a heavy box on over behind her to stand on. The box added just enough height for what he had planned for the gator’s backside later, but for now, it worked well enough for him to sheath his eager red rocket between her silky-smooth purple pussylips. Again, he was surprised by just how hot she was inside, being a reptile, he expected her to be cold or at least room temperature around his cock. Also considering their size difference, Layla was delightfully snug around his prick, perhaps even more so than that young, spoiled rich Russian blue feline bitch had been.

Thankfully, like the good girl she was, Layla kept her heavy tail up out the way for Ivan as he began to fuck her slowly at first. His POV camera caught everything in high definition as his thick red member split her snug purple pussy wide, for a short dog, he was at least packing a decent hog that could rival a Great Danes. It wasn’t just enough to fuck the tour guide’s wife though; he wanted to make her cum while he fucked her. Ivan wasn’t above playing dirty; it was practically his second nature in fact. That was why he felt no shame in sinking one of his thumbs under Layla’s tail and began to pump the digit in and out of her tight tail hole in counter point to the thrusting of his hips. That worked wonders, just like how she enjoyed him playing with her butt while he ate her out, she loved it even more having a finger there while her pussy was stuffed full of hot and hard canine cock. As expected, Layla didn’t last too much longer before she came hard for Ivan, her mind being so saturated with his potent mind-altering cologne just made everything feel so much more intense. The combination of his special cologne that had already heightened her sensitivity, combined with his using her weakness against her, it would have been nigh impossible for the albino alligator not to climax. Again, he almost expected a T-rex level roar from her as she came for him, but all he got instead was a sultry whimper and a shudder akin to a dog shaking water off which ran through her entire body.

It had been a while since he’d gotten laid himself, so the short corgi knew he could manage more than one load. Besides, he wondered if it was possible for a canine to knock up an alligator and make some real swamp puppies. That really would stick it to that asshole guide for sure! With a broad grin, Ivan gripped about Layla’s waist and began to buck and thrust with a growing need into her. His soft furred thighs clapped lightly against her behind as he bottomed out in gator cooter while revelling in the trembling shudders of the aftermath from Layla’s first climax around his cock. He could hear her claws scratching against the surface of the table as he fucked the married woman hard and fast, for a brief moment he even considered knotting her. That idea quickly evaporated however, that would waste too much time before he could pull out if he did, and he still wanted to bury his bone in that cute little winking purple star of hers.

As much as he wanted to just let loose and go berserk on the gator, mostly because he knew she could handle it without complaint, Ivan made sure to control himself and not accidentally knot her. Even as his own climax rapidly approached, he could feel his soft furred balls ascend against his groin before his cock swelled that little bit more a few moments before the first shots of his seed painted her insides white. His nails scratched against her white hide, but her scales easily withstood them and barely any trace of his climax was left behind, aside from the white mess between her pouting purple pussylips once he withdrew his still stiff length from her. The contrasting colours really did make for quite the nice cream pie visual, which he made sure to capture a photo of for posterity.

“Beg me to fuck your ass” Ivan growled low to her, making a mental note to edit out his voice later before he posted the video. He wanted her husband to hear her beg for his cock in her ass, something he wasn’t man enough to do for her even when she asked.

“Please sir, fuck my ass…stick your cock under my tail and stretch my asshole with it” Layla pleaded perfectly back at him, as if reading from a script he had personally written. She did it so well Ivan wondered if she had said that exact same thing to her husband before, if she had, how the hell had he not taken her up on that offer? Hell, just the inflection and needy tone she managed to muster had easily reversed what little softness had begun to creep into his own cock.

Ivan graciously accepted Layla’s offer as he gently tapped his cocktip against her exposed pucker a few times, before he teased his tapered tip around the small purple opening a few times more just to tease the eager alligator. The needy growls and gyrations of her behind were spectacular, they would look and sound fantastic in the video he would be posting later. He didn’t want to keep her waiting any longer however, and soon he fulfilled his end of the promise as he began to fill and stretch the large gator gals backdoor finally.

“Hnnfuck, yes!” Layla almost squeaked through her groans as she finally got what she craved. She could feel every thick pulsating inch of hot dog cock filling her backside as the stranger claimed her rear, just how he promised. Again, her nails scratched at the surface of the table beneath her while the short dog worked himself gradually deeper under her heavy tail. The heat from his cock felt amazing too, better than any toy she had tried before. She could feel him pulsing and throbbing inside her with every inch more he stuffed her with. Before long, she felt his knot come to rest between her buttocks and slightly spread them. She hadn’t considered his knot, but now that she felt it against her already stretched opening, Layla wanted that inside her too. “Tie me…knot my ass, please…” she begged with a needy pant, sounding almost like a dog in heat.

Ivan raised his brows at Layla’s request; he hadn’t planned on knotting her ass. But if she was asking for it, how could he say no? That would come in due time though, for now, he was just enjoying the delightfully tight confines of her ass squeezing down around his prick. Considering it was her first time, Ivan started off slow. Usually, he wouldn’t have cared about being so gentle with his victims, but there was something about the pretty albino gator gal that made him not want to go all out. She wasn’t some bitch off the street giving him a hard time, she had actually been rather friendly. On top of that, he knew she was stuck in a shitty marriage, so she had enough to deal with already. While that didn’t stop Ivan from taking advantage of her, even he had his moral codes and did not want to add possible physical injury on top of everything else Layla had to deal with.

That being said, he didn’t have to be too gentle with her. It didn’t take more than half a dozen strokes before the white and purple alligator was throwing her ass back at him and begging for more, she was definitely built to fuck. That was a real shame though, a beauty like her being stuck out in the bayous with a poor excuse for a husband, when she could be getting ploughed like a fertile field during planting season in a city somewhere. At least Ivan had been lucky enough to stumble across Layla and even more lucky that he had the skills to take advantage of her and get access to her holes. Ivan made sure to capture plenty of footage of the big gator gals backdoor taking his cock, working himself from tip to base and back out again to the wonderful music of the married woman’s groans of pleasure.

“Beg me to knot your ass” Ivan growled again as he hugged Layla’s heavy tail against his chest while his hips clapped more rapidly against her ass. He wanted to make sure he caught her words clearly for his video.

“Please sir, fuck my ass…tie me, ram your knot inside my asshole” the white scaled alligator begged so perfectly for him. He couldn’t have scripted it any better, she was the perfect plaything. Ivan gave her ass a few more good deep thrusts before he leaned back and pushed her heavy tail forward and over her back to keep it out the way.

“Reach back and spread your cheeks for me” he ordered, which Layla did so obediently. It was even more perfect than he could have imagined, with her own hands spreading her ass like that, not only would he capture the moment his knot popped inside her tight pale purple tail hole, but her wedding ring was clearly visible too. To cap off the perfect moment, the squeal Layla made as she came again from just being tied was Heaven sent. She sounded even more erotic and lewd as she squirmed from having her tiny purple star stretched by Ivan’s knot. He wanted to hold off his own climax for as long as possible, but the way she was squirming and the sounds she was making, it was impossible. The English corgi fought with everything he had not to raise his muzzle and howl through his own climax, he needed to keep his head down to capture the moment on his POV camera after all, a visceral explosion of a surprising amount of corgi cum despite his earlier climax.

By the time the Airboat finally returned back to the pier, Ivan and Layla were sitting on the porch drinking glasses of sweet, iced tea. Judging by the guilty looks on the two young women’s faces and the way they were walking, the large alligator had shown them more than just the bayou. They couldn’t make eye contact with Layla, though the reason was obvious. Even from a distance, Ivan could see the telltale signs running down their inner thighs.

“Still here, huh? Well shit, guess I can take you for a quick tour, now my…boat is lighter” Layla’s husband smirked as he nonchalantly scratched at his crotch, clearly insinuating his balls were empty. He did so without shame, right in front of his beautiful wife even.

“I’d greatly appreciate it, kind sir. Thank you for your hospitality” Ivan hammed it up with a friendly smile. Little did the large alligator know it, but the two vixens weren’t the only ones dripping cum from well fucked holes. Thankfully Layla’s white scales hid the devious marks he had left on her after he had managed to finally pull his knot free of her ass. Though it was rather funny to watch her nose twitch in recognition of the scent, she just couldn’t place where or why she could smell it. Ivan gently touched his breast pocket, where he had stored the business card Layla had given him after he had roused her from her drug induced stupor. On the business card was the email address he would later send the links to his latest videos featuring the married alligator and everything he did to her married holes. He was even going to call one of them “Backdoor to the bayou”. But for now, Ivan was getting ready to snap some lovely innocent photos of the bayou, just how he had originally planned to.