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She yawned wide as she sat up in her bed, stretching her arms and arching her back. A shudder went down her spine as she shook off the last bits of fatigue from her mind, licking the roof of her mouth and rubbing the gunk from her eyes. The weekend was finally here, the semester was over, and it was time to cut loose.

Too bad she had no plans for the day.

Arnika had an online persona of being a bubbly, boisterous, party-going gal, but in reality she was a bit more reserved than that. Sure, there were guys who would pay to see shy girls take off their clothes, but far more enjoyed the fantasy company of a girl that was as likely to pounce him as blush when he invited her into intimacy. That was just how she acted in her videos, not what she was actually like. No, on her weekends she was more interested in watching some TV, playing videogames, cooking herself a nice meal, or just relaxing and masturbating all afternoon.

The northern fox was single, but she had a bit of a friend with benefits in the form of Ilorek, her new producer and ex-professor. If she was in the mood to mate, he was always prepared to have her as his guest. His wife even joined in on the fun, sometimes; Arnika liked that. The thought of liberation from the binds of strict monogamy was something that made her very happy.

After blinking away the remaining grime from her eyes, she kicked her blanket off and swung her legs around to dangle over the side of the bed. It was cool in her basement room, just the way she liked it. Her abode was the largest in the townhouse, but she didn't have a door to keep out visitors when they came down to do the laundry. It was unfortunate, but it played into her secret desire to be caught; in fact there were a few times when Nat and Tris both came down with their laundry and saw her contorted around, with a horse cock dildo dangling out of her tailhole. That was fun, and her viewers loved the uncut, unedited version of that video so she was sure to include such interruptions in any future publications.

Her computer desk was right there at the foot of her bed, so she leaned into her chair and rolled across the floor, ending up perfectly where she wanted to be. She kicked at the power button to the tower, and waited as the thing booted up. Within seconds, she was at the login screen.

Solid state drives. Wonderful devices.

The first thing she checked was her website. Not emails, not her banking, not her DalonWide account, but her website. Lately, she'd gotten a bit of a surge of subscribers once she started focusing a bit more on feral partners. Feral wolves, feral horses, feral phins, and even one video she did with a feral mouse playing around inside her through use of a speculum. Just the night before, she'd uploaded something with her fondling and sucking a stallion, and she wanted to see the comments and new subscribers.

When she logged in as the administrator, she was happy to see thirteen new paid customers. She didn't charge much for her page, knowing full well that she was able to make plenty of money off her fans. One silver per month, anybody could afford that to get off. She only had two hundred people paying to see her naked, but that was a lot more than she'd ever need to pay her tuition and carve out a good living for herself. Almost all of those came since she had Ilorek as her producer. He offered her publicity, money, and the occasional potion to help her with some of her more endowed partners. Just in case.

At first she was quite shy about allowing him to fund her exploits since he asked for so little in return, but in time she came to accept that he just was that generous. Sure, she fucked him from time to time, but that was a mutually enjoyable thing, not something that she was guilted into. In fact, she was often more into it than he was, since he had such a meaty horse cock on him that hung to his knees. She could never say no to equines.

After checking her messages and investigating each of the new customers and their profiles, she was happy to write a little something as thanks to her subscribers. They needed to know how much she appreciated them. After a wordy and affectionate blog post, she decided it was time to do something about the mess she'd left from the night before when she did a little quickie video as a request from one of her longest-subscribed fans. He wanted to see her stuffing her panties inside herself, then shipping them out so he could have them, but not unless she also soaked them in her juices. Weird, but she'd had weirder things requested of her.

She put on some of her music - a celtic sounding folk metal band - and took some time to clean her room. Naked. No reason to put clothes on, both of her roommates were down with the whole porn thing and one actually did some whoring on the side, so it wasn't like any were bashful or shy. Hell, she could walk around on the main floor and make herself an omelet and nobody would care. That's just how this household was run. There was a good reason she chose these two as her flatmates.

And the fact that both were sisters of Valencia - Ilorek's mate - had absolutely nothing to do with it. That was just a very peculiarly odd coincidence and an odd twist of fate that just kind of worked out and helped her trust the hippogryph more.

There was a bounce in her step as she danced from one side of the room to the other, organizing her trinkets, arranging her videogame collectibles, and tossing all her clothes into the hamper. Not much time had passed and the song hadn't even finished yet when she pushed her chest out and put her paws on her hips, a smile across her face. Sure the song was something like twenty minutes long, but she had a big room with a porn studio at one end, perfect for live came shows. The room was clean, her bed was made, and now her belly was rumbling and she needed something to chew on.

Luckily for her, the roomies were not here this weekend. They were supposed to be out at Ilorek's ranch, preparing for some Ulokar roast and meet with the family. She had the apartment to herself, so she dashed up the stairs and made it to the kitchen in a few steps, only to remember about three steps too late that the entire back end of the kitchen was a sliding glass door with no blinds or curtains to keep the neighbours from seeing her shapely tail end.

"Who the fuck cares? If they're peeking into our kitchen, they can get a show." She said to herself with a grin as she lifted her tail up to let anyone see her black-fleshed tailhole should the be peeking. She kept that tail up as she bent down low, grabbing some veggies and a slab of pork from the fridge. She continued to whistle to herself as the echoes reverberated through the floor from the music blaring in her basement room, shaking her rump while she made herself a breakfast style ramen with pork, veggies, and eggs.

After the food was done, she used a cutting board as a plate to set the bowl of steaming ramen on, and plopped her ass down on the couch to watch some TV. With her ankles crossed and the bowl on the cutting board on her lap, she decided to watch an episode or two of the show she was slowly making her way through. The show was called Dalonian Gods, and it was a dramatic telling of the birth and founding of the Church of the Celestial, and all the blood that had been spilled and the kingdoms that rose and fell in its wake. Pretty mature show, if a little overdramatic at time. Supposedly it was based off real history, but the violence and drama were dialed up to twelve to make it more entertaining.

Still, it was a great show to kill some time in between brunch and another potential porn scene.

The noodles were quite good, even if they were instant and the veggie additives were her own. Popular internet porn star or not, she still was a student with debts and bills. Not the end of the world, little more than an inconvenience to her and simply a speed-bump on her way to adult entertainment mega-stardom! Against all odds, she was happy where she was. Two Hundred Silver is nearly enough to pay her portion of the rent, and her student loans took care of the rest. As more people signed up, she made more money, yet wasn't obligated to produce more content. Plus, with special requests like the panty stuffing video, she always got some nice donations to supplement her monthly income.

"Well, that's enough of that." Arnika said to herself as the credits started rolling. She sipped up the last of her ramen juices to finish it off before picking it up and taking it back to the kitchen. Her mind drifted to the thought of doing the dishes, but then she shrugged and decided that was for future Arnika to worry about. In the mean time, she'd be happy to leave them out. Only a pot, some knives, and a bowl, really.

While she was stacking the plates nicely next to the sink, she heard the sound of yipping followed by a drawn out yet reserved howl. It was coming from out back, where the neighbour's dogs were out and playing together. The neighbours had two dogs - one husky and one shepherd - that they'd leave out all day while they were at work. As it turned out, they must have just been leaving, because the pets were starting to get rambunctious.

She tried her best to ignore the barks and wails of the dogs, even going so far as to boil herself some water for tea, but couldn't help herself. With cup in hand, she stood at the back door to watch as the two canines played with each other, kicking and biting back and forth.

They were both so pretty. The female was a bulky husky, with the most piercing blue eyes and fur patches blacker than the darkest night. The other one, the male, was a bit more colorful. He was mostly brown, with darker brown, white, black, gray, and orange in splotches and patterns all over. His eyes were emerald green, and practically glowed at her every time he glanced over towards the female fox. This time was no different, as he took a moment from playing with the husky to stare directly at Arnika, tongue lolling out as he glared directly at her. The moment was cut short as the female tackled him.

He rolled over onto his side and started kicking at her, giving Arnika a good show of the meaty sheath between his hind legs. That was one gorgeous looking stud, to her, and she'd been wanting to do something with a dog of his caliber for a while now. She'd been mounted by some shaggy mutts, but never something as regal and well defined as that neighbour's dog, at least not on camera. Of course, the girth and tender look of that sheath flesh helped her along quite well, exciting her at the prospect of having it stabbing under her tail.

Arnika's tongue was hanging out the end of her maw as she panted in excitement; when she noticed this, she sucked it back up and gulped down the excess saliva, only a touch embarrassed with herself for revealing her desires so shamelessly. Self-confident or not, she didn't need to have her plump lips drooling excitement on the kitchen floor where anyone could see her.

She got another good look at the male's package before quickly darting down the stairs; now that she was in the mood, she didn't want to waste the opportunity for a good show. As she hopped down each step a few stairs at a time, she felt the squeeze of her inner thighs rubbing at her plump lips. She wasn't quite in heat, but she could feel the sensitivity in them as though she'd pumped them, and she didn't want to waste that prime point of malleability.

Her computer was still on when she returned to her room, so she slowly doused the volume and grabbed the camera and tripod, quickly checking for battery and proper digital storage. When she was sure all was there and accounted for, she screwed it onto the tripod, turned the soft lights on, and laid a towel down on the floor, just in case. She didn't need to hook the camera up to a monitor, she'd done this enough times that she knew precisely where to sit.

Arnika was quite the actress, and she needed to really sell her predicament to her fans, so she squatted down on her knees with tail out behind her and finger in her mouth to chew on her claw when she pressed the button to start recording. She called herself the Bitch in the North as her title, and tried her best to not use her real name when addressing her fans.

"Bitch here again, shouting out to all my fans and followers that have been enjoying my shows over the last few months. I'll cut to the chase, I'm in a bit of a predicament." She cooed at the camera, fluttering her eyes a bit for effect. "So the neighbour dog has been barking all afternoon, and when I was making myself some tea, I couldn't help but get a good look at that cock of his." She paused to bite, then lick her lips. "Looked absolutely delicious, and I couldn't help but stare. Problem is, now I'm all needy, and got nobody to help me out, so I am gonna be getting my personal playmate here."

She gave a kissing motion to the camera before reading over into her box of toys, tail wagging behind her. When she returned, she had a rather thick canine cock toy with a deflated knot and a tube to a pump to fill said knot. The whole thing was nearly the length of her forearm, and even without blowing up the knot was almost as bit as her fist. "So I'll have to make do with what I have. The guy was about the same size as this, I imagine, so I'm just going to have to pretend he's mounting me, won't I?" She gave a wink and turned around, lifting her tail to the camera as her chest laid flat to the ground with one hand pushed up between her thighs to rub and spread her triangular lips. "Hmm, yeah, that's right. Mount me, stud." She cooed, imagining she was saying it to the dog.

The lubrication coming from her depths was greater than usual, slick and slimy and copious. She slid two fingers into herself and rubbed at her walls, collecting as much of her juices in her palm before spreading her fingers and parting her lips to give the camera a good look at the ruby red flesh of her sex. In an effort to make it look sexier, she started grinding her hips against her knuckles, twitching her pelvic muscles in waves alongside every motion, tugging the lips up to her rump like a proper bitch. Still, she needed more lube, so she fumbled over by the box of toys before she found her favorite: A slightly milky lubrication made to imitate canine cum.

"You like that, hmm?" She started to moan before pumping a few squirts of the lube into her hand, coating her palm and fingers so she could smear it all over the underside of her tail, ass, and black velvet lips, leaving every bit of flesh glossy with sheen. With hands still gummy with lube, she grabbed the shaft of the toy and stroked it a few times, coating it with the same canine cum lube. "Yeah, of course you like that. Now fuck me..." She trailed off as she wrapped her hands around the knot, forcing the length of the toy into her, parting her lips and filling her cunt as deep as it would go. When the flaccid knot lobes pressed against her lips, she let out a wailing gasp, faking a bit of pain while she tried to force it into her.

"N-not yet, no." She whimpered at herself, slowly pulling the toy out and angling it down so people could see the distention of her plump lips and the rim of pink flesh that pulled out just ever so slightly with the toy. Once the toy slipped out, she let her lips relax back to normal before slamming it back in to the knot, grinding it up against her flesh and hip bones while gyrating her hips down on it. One hand between her thighs to hold the toy in place, the other hand reaching around over her back, wrist keeping her tail raised and to the side while her fingers spread her lips a bit against the girth of the toy. "You're a good boy." She whispered to the toy as she slammed it into her again, following it up by a gasp and a whimper while she bit her lip.

Slowly, she spread her legs a bit so her knees were wide, allowing better access to her pussy as she started thrusting the toy in and out of her aggressively, mimicking the stabbing attempts at penetration a real dog would do to her. She rocked back and forth, lower jaw chattering as her tongue lolled out, rump muscles twitching against the toy.

With one powerful motion, she slammed it as hard as she could against her cunt, forcing it in, deflated knot and all. It popped in through her stretched and distended lips, only to have her vulva swallow it up and wrap tight around the base, her muscles squeezing it in such a way that it rotated around inside her. Naturally, she let out a long howl of a gasp in pleasure, playing up the extreme sensations of its lobes filling her knot reservoir within her sex. While it was getting comfortable, she grabbed for the air pump and started squeezing it vigorously, every compression filling the knot with more and more air.

Again, she could feel it shifting around inside her as the knot lobes grew, the toy naturally finding what was most comfortable for it and her. She held her maw open with tongue lolling out as she panted heavily, eyes rolling back in her skull; that wasn't acting, she was in her own kind of heaven thanks to the sensation of the growing knot pressing out against her walls, filling the looser portion of her vaginal canal and tying properly. She didn't bother saying anything, she knew the camera was getting the sight of her in ecstasy.

Once the knot was fully inflated within her, she gave the base of the toy a tug, pulling hard to have her entire vulval conformation pull out and distend around the base of the knot, refusing to let go. She could feel the sharp burn of her flesh stretching to accommodate the girth of the toy, but not enough to let it go, and that felt even better. To her, it was like they'd gone rump to rump, and the stud was pulling away as he filled her with cum. Of course, this toy didn't have a spurting mechanism, but the knot was better. She kept tugging with one hand as she started rubbing at her clit with the other hand, pinching her lips around the end of it while also trying to force one of her claws inside herself next to the shaft and bulging knot. She couldn't do it, but it made for a good shot on film!

Another powerful yank of the toy had it nearly slip out of her despite the knot making a near perfect tie. Evidently the lube was too slick and her cunt a bit too stretchy for a proper tie. Rather than yank it out - which she knew her fans would love but needed to be at the end of the video - she slammed it back in and grabbed the base, spinning it around to have the twin lobes rub at her most sensitive spots within, pleasuring her in a way only a flip turn rump to rump could. She let out another drawn out whimper of pleasure as she gave another idle thrust, shifting the toy around inside her.

Arnika started to shudder in delight, strands of lubricant and her own fluids dribbling down over the sheath-textured base of the toy before landing in a puddle between her knees. The pleasure was a lot to bare, and she was having a hard time staying in doggystyle stance, so she rolled onto her back and wagged her tail out between her legs as the toy kept sliding against her walls, the bulge of the knot pressing out against her passage. She gave a seductive wink to the camera as her fingers explored her lower belly, preparing to massage herself while one finger tapped on the base of the toy to make it bob between her legs. "I bet you wish this was you, don't you?"

Her little monologue was cut off by the sounds of a door opening and closing upstairs, followed by the sound of feet stomping. Natasha and Trisani must have come back early from Ilorek's place, and they were threatening to ruin her shoot.

Lucking for her, Arnika was a fast thinker and decided to change the tone of the video she was recording. She gave another wink to the camera, then unscrewed the rubber hose from the base of the toy, leaving only the very end of it sticking out from the silicone. She squeezed her pussy lips tight, muscles sucking on the knot until it was as deep as it would go, the tapered base of it resting against her pussy lips and parting the vulva ever so gently. She blew a kiss to the camera and tossed the air pump to the side, leaving the knots inflated inside her.

"Well, it looks like that's the end of this video, but the fun isn't over yet. I'll be back in a few hours, with this lucky stud tied to me all night." She winked again and reached over to her dresser to grab a mini-skirt - just long enough to cover her to above the knees - and wrapped it around her waist. It covered her well, even if she wasn't wearing panties.

"Hey, are you home?" Trisani called down.

"Yeah, be up in a minute, just getting dressed!" Arnika called back, still shimmying into her skirt. Once it was latched on, she grabbed a tank top and tossed it over her head, wrapping it around her chest to somewhat flatten her otherwise perky, large breasts. She then turned to the camera and blew it a kiss. "Now wish me luck." She beckoned as a last request before shutting the camera off, followed by the lights.

Once the performance was over, she got to her hind paws and kicked the towel and air pump to the side, leaving her mess there while she awkwardly hobbled over to the stairs that led to the main floor. After taking in a few deep breaths, she grabbed the rail and pulled herself up, doing her best to ignore or disregard the bulging mass of knot that was pressing out against her inner walls.

When she made it upstairs, she was met with Trisani tapping her toes on the floor as she had her arms crossed over her chest. She seemed impatient. "Hey there Arnika. Nat's upstairs packing up some stuff for tonight. We're going back to Ilorek's ranch for the Ulokar roast, and we'd like you to come with us." She offered, then paused before shouting up to Natasha. "If only we had someone go a little faster, we'd be there already!" She wasn't exactly the most patient or kind of canines.

Arnika took a few subtly awkward steps forward and leaned against the wall. "Sure, I'd love to go. When do we leave? What do I have to bring?"

"Just yourself, but no cameras. I know you love to make videos, but not tonight. This is a family thing for our sister and their extended network, not an opportunity for more hits." She seemed a bit more grumpy than usual, but it wasn't out of the ordinary so Arnika didn't bother to prod too much.

A moment later, following the sound of drawers slamming shut, Natasha emerged at the top of the stairs on the second floor with hands full of glow sticks and necklaces. "I'm ready! Let's do this!"

Content with the arrival of all three members of the household, Trisani turned and stepped out the door, waiting for Natasha and Arnika to follow. The other two less grumpy canines smiled at each other before awkwardly walking in tow behind the tallest of them. Natasha had an awkward gait due to the belt of tethered glow sticks around her waist, and Arnika still had that bloated knot pressing against her pelvic walls.

It was going to be quite the night, if she could handle all the socialization with folks she didn't know and didn't want to see her naked.

"Trisani, Natasha, Arnika! Wonderful to see you all!" Valencia called out as she jogged down the driveway to the three canines with her wing-arms spread wide open. She gave each one a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "How was your trip up?"

Trisani shrugged. "It was fine. How are things here?"

"Well, people are starting to show up, and more are going to be coming soon. You are some of the first." Valencia wrapped her arm around Arnika's and pulled her forward. "Come! Come! You must have some of the roast! The pig is about done, then the Ulokar is next when the sun sets. Gonna be awesome. Did you bring any food? For the feast?"

Natasha shot a look over to Trisani and Arnika. "I didn't know we were supposed to, or I would have! I'm sorry!"

"Oh, no worries! We made plenty for everyone. Don't you worry your little head about any of it, I'm hungry, you're hungry, and Ilorek is tending to the roast." Valencia guided all three of the canines up towards the house, chatting their ears off every step of the way about the weather, Ilorek's new job as Maester of the Klynethian Library and Archives, as well as her job as a psychology teacher at the same University that the three canines all attended.

When they got to the house itself, they were greeted by a half dozen folks, all milling about with red solo cups in one hand and plates of food in another. All of them were boxed in between the fenced in field, the ranch house, and the barn, with two tall hills obstructing the view to the road from there. In the field was a couple of gryphons, one of which was Ceylon, the other one a smaller black, blue, and purple one with a wolf's tail. There was also a new horse that Arnika wasn't familiar with, coated with rusty red hair, front half covered in black and gold splotches, black mane and tail tipped with gold as well. It was an absolutely massive beast, and Arnika couldn't help but try to get a peek and see if it was a stallion.

"Have some dignity, Arnika." Trisani scolded her, elbowing her in the chest.

Arnika rubbed her breast to make it feel better and stuck her tongue out. "Oh, you're just jealous." She said as she elbowed back. Trisani rolled her eyes and walked away, leaving Arnika with Natasha and Valencia. Despite not being anywhere near the two ferals, she could smell a faint musk int he air, and that made her reasonably certain this horse was a stallion.

"So, uh, I'm hungry, so I'm going to go get something to eat, you should join me!" Natasha said as she pointed to the table covered in dozens of different plates of food, some steaming, some jiggling, some still alive. Ew, bugs. Not her thing, but she knew it was a delicacy for avians, so she wasn't one to judge. On the opposite side of the table was Ilorek, standing taller than most everyone else as he hovered over the roasting bin with a knife in hand and carving fork in the other.

Valencia reached into the clear bin of the big roach-like beetles and tossed one back, teeth crunching it as she chewed. "We've got something for everyone!" She declared before leaping up onto Ilorek's back, wing hands clutching his shoulders and cute little feet resting on his hips. She leaned in to rub her snout to his cheek, and he gave her a peck of a kiss before turning to look at Arnika.

"Hey! How has your week been going?" He asked, waving and smiling in her direction. They preferred to not talk their personal business when others were around, so it wasn't like he would just ask if she'd fucked any stallions lately, even if Arnika was hoping he'd offer that studly stallion that was hanging its head over the fence.

"Not much, really. Summer is a great time to relax and enjoy myself. Lots of clients this time of year!" She nodded, stifling a bit of a whimper. The girth of the toy was making it difficult for her to move now that she was aroused again; she'd been able to douse the attention she gave it when walking over by distracting herself with thoughts of virtually anything other than mounting studs and powerful looking stallions. With the blood flowing back to her nethers, she couldn't help but be reminded of the tie with every beat of her heart pulsing around the toy.

Ilorek turned to carve off some of the pork while smiling. "Well I'm glad to hear it! Well, we brought a lot of food from the market, so don't hesitate to eat until you're, uhm, stuffed." He gave a sly wink and offered one of the guests - a rather short green lizard with yellow, blue and white spots - a chunk of the meat.

Arnika saluted and stepped past the table of food and sidled up next to Ceylon, giving the gryphon drake a good pet on his chest plumage while trying to sneak a better, closer look at the undercarriage of the gold and black highlighted equine. To her delight, she saw the meaty folds of a stallion sheath poking out from between his hind legs, and that made her a little weak at the knees. Luckily, she was leaning against the fence and could use that for support.

While the others of the party were all hanging around, chatting, eating, and telling tales of their week and the wonder of summer, Arnika remained over at the edges, leaning against the fence post while patting both Ceylon and the stallion, doing all she could to enjoy their warmth and company without outwardly staring at their cocks. She'd already had the pleasure of Ceylon's knot in her - on video, even - and it was one of her most successful and pleasurable experiences of her life. Ilorek knew how to pic feral partners, so this stallion was certainly a point of interest for her. He had such a wonderful scent, matching with the somewhat more bland scent of Ceylon's feathers.

"The name's Oceris." Ilorek explained, calling over to her.

She turned awkwardly, since her back was dipped a bit to angle her rump backwards like she was being mounted; the only way to be comfortable with a toy still tied to her. "Oh? How old is he?"

"Few years, still young. Was thinking about using him as a stud to mate some of the females. Has a good pedigree and a lot of spunk, so I bet he could fulfil the needs of all the ladies on the farm. Just don't get too close, if he steps on you, that's the end of Arnika." He was still at the roasting pit when a sound could be heard coming from the driveway.

Everyone at the party stopped to see two familiar faces arriving. Princess Talba and Prince Vaulix! Talba was an absolutely massive hippogryph - a full head and shoulders taller than Ilorek - while prince Vaulix was a Cockatrice about the same height as Ilorek. She was golden yellow with cream colored feathers and the patterns of a blonde mare and barn owl, while he was the colors of a sub tropical bird and a saurossin. Lots of greens, yellows, and blues with hints of purple and red. Both looked as regal as they actually were.

"I didn't know you were friends with royalty." Arnika laughed as she awkwardly walked by Ilorek, patting him on the chest. Her intention was to give a bit of a bow and a curtsy to the two of them, but found her walking to be somewhat hindered thanks to the toy. At this point, she was starting to think she really should have taken it out and hid it, but that'd ruin the whole point of the video she was working on.

Instead, she just dealt with it by walking over with as much confidence as she could. She tried to bow to them, but found the angle made the knot grind against her pelvic bone a bit.

"Oh stop it." Princess Talba protested to the entire group of people who were trying to bow and shake her hand. "Here, I'm just a friend to you all. Quit with the silly bowing. I'm not even in my home nation!" She as from Arrenthen, a place across the ocean. She must have traveled a long way to get here.

Prince Vaulix piped in, as well. "What? Don't you like being revered, darling?" He spread his wings to wrap one around his princess, holding her close. "Just take it all in, knowing that people from around the world love you as if you were their own!"

She shrugged him off. "I get enough grovelling at home, I was hoping to come here where I could just put my feet up, relax, and enjoy some roast! Out of my way!" She laughed a bit as she gently coaxed her way through the guests to make it over to Ilorek, where she wrapped her arms around him from behind.

When Ilorek turned, he gave her a beak rub-nuzzle and another hug before returning to the roast, and the other guests all dissipated, chattering about the princess.

Vaulix stepped up to Arnika and patted her on the shoulder. "I'm not sure I'm familiar with you, am I?" He said, golden yellow eyes looking into hers. "Yet for some reason you feel....close, somehow. Whatever it is, pleasure to meet you. Mikhail, please come with, and make some friends!" He clapped before turning to his orange and yellow chimera assistant.

For some reason, this Mikhail seemed familiar to her, but she couldn't explain why or how. It was like he'd walked by in a dream, but beyond that she had no idea. She just walked up to him and extended a hand for him to shake. "Pleasure to meet you! I'm Arnika1" She practically chirped at him, both ears up high and tail wagging out behind her.

He lowered his head a bit and politely took her hand for a shake before going to step away. "Pleasure to meet you, too, but I have royalty to attend to."

"Aw, come on, didn't you hear the princess? She said she wanted to be left alone, come with me, see the horses and gryphons!" Before Miki could walk away, she grabbed his hand and tugged him away from the crowd and past the food table. He tried to reach for a plate, citing a need to offer his lieges some food, but she kept pulling.

"Miss, you understand I-" He started to argue, only to be cut off.

She pressed her finger to his lip and leaned in close. "I promise you, the princess wants to be left alone. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if people like you smothering her in attention is what made her want to be ignored and treated like common folk. You saw her little outburst, so try staying over here with me, mmkay?" She winked and hopped up to kiss him on the cheek, and when she landed she had a somewhat unpleasant reminder of the toy in her as her inner thighs squeezed it tighter, forcing it a bit deeper, only the plug-base of the bottom kept it from disappearing into her.

Mikhail noticed the wince on her face, so he grabbed her by the shoulders and got a serious look on his face. "Are you okay? Do we need to-"

Again, she cut him off. "I'm fine, I just....can you keep a bit of a secret?" Part of her felt guilty about what she was about to say and why she was going to say it, but cute and bashful guys were the best to tease, especially when they were as tall and well built as this servant. "Come close." She reached up and grabbed his horn, pulling his head down close to hers so she could whisper in his ear. "I've got a knot plug in me now."

He pulled away immediately and blushed, not sure of how to respond to that sort of declaration.

She smiled and stepped back, lifting one leg up to the first rung of the fence as she looked around to make sure none were watching. Then, she lifted her skirt to show him the sheath-shaped base of the toy sticking out of her plump, triangular canine vulva for only a split second before stepping back down and sticking her tongue out at him playfully. As a porn star, her shame had all but dissipated, and she absolutely adored teasing bashful men. It was almost as good as being aggressively taken by a dominant stud. Arnika was a total switch on both extremes.

The look on Mikhail's face made her think that he was about to pop a blood vessel in his nose due to how deeply he was blushing. "W-why would you tell me that, miss?"

"Why not? You seem like a sweet guy. No harm in sharing a bit of a kinky secret, right?"

"I just, I, um." He paused and looked around. "I think I have to serve someone. Anyone." He turned and grabbed a plate and started grabbing bits of vegetables and salads before getting to the jar of live bugs, visibly gagging, then grabbing some other food. "Sorry, Miss Arnika." He apologized before rushing off, one plate in each hand for the prince and princess.

"Well, that didn't go as I'd hoped." She muttered to herself before turning back to the two studs that were hanging their heads over the fence at her. Ceylon spread his wings to stretch a bit, the tip prodding at the stallion Oceris' side, irritating him. Oceris snorted and stepped to the side, so Arnika went up to him and got in close, rubbing his cheek and scratching the powerful muscles of his neck and shoulders. He was such a strong, strong horse, and thicker built even than a drafter or clydesdale. She couldn't help but wonder if his cock matched his body. She also got a bit of a powerful whiff of his aroma again, wafting up from the sweat on his body.

He looked at her and snorted heavily, the warmth of his breath tickling her neck fur, cheeks, and ears, making her flick them a bit as though she was itchy. The sudden movement made the stallion back away a step, only to lean back in and rub his snout against her chest between her breasts, idly lipping at her tank top.

Arnika's lower jaw started to tremble as she held back a whimper, knees growing weak again. She gave him another massage along the powerful muscles of his neck as he nuzzled her, eventually wrapping his chin around over her shoulder to hold her in a horse-hug against the fence. He had great strength to hold her there but was quite gentle; a gentle giant would be a great way to describe him.

Just then, she heard a voice calling out to her. It was Natasha, ushering her over to come see some of the guests that had arrived.

She reached down between the slats of the fence to pat him on the chest before slipping out from his powerful, sensual grip. She couldn't help but imagine him in the most lewd ways, having felt his strength and smelled his powerful equine musk. The aromatic scent stuck to her nostrils and coaxed a fresh flow of blood to her nethers, making her lips swell in desire while also making her moist again. Luckiky, she knew the toy was inflated well enough that no pressure or arousal would let it slide from her depths.

Arnika hurried over to her roommates to meet up with a few more folks she had never seen in the region before. First came a young looking hippogryph with books in a backpack, then a short feline, barely taller than her, with long braids in his lion-like mane, a tall sea-dweller with a dragoness in tow, a large red saurian, and even a regal looking avian, all came to enjoy the night's festivities.

After a while, Arnika found herself more willing and able to socialize with these folks, finding each and every one of them to be a close friend of Ilorek from the past. Some liked her, some seemed indifferent to her, and one - an orange and black avian with long flowing whiskers and tail - even prodded at her like he knew she was walking with a plug in her pussy. Maybe he could smell her arousal? She didn't know, but she came to suspect he was a bit more devious than his nature led her to feel at first.

As the night came, they all sat around a bonfire except Arnika; she had to remain standing or the pressure would grind the toy into her. Though she was slowly regaining control as the night went on, she still didn't want to have it prodding at her too deeply. A few drinks later, and she passed out in the barn with that avian on a stack of hay, unable to do much. She didn't remember much of the night after retiring from the festivities with that bird, and she didn't even get his name!

When she woke up the following morning without a hangover, she was somewhat shocked. She was nearly naked on that hay bale, wearing only the tank top to cover her breasts; her skirt was tossed to the side and when she went to sit up, she could feel a special soreness in her ass. A grin slowly formed on her face when she came to realize that she must have had one hell of a night with that avian, doubly so since the toy was still in her, comfortably resting in her knot-reservoir.

After shaking off and getting herself clean of the hay, she headed out, ignoring the mess left over from the previous night's roast, and she called a cab to take her home. The trip was a bit rough for her, since she was utterly determined not to remove the toy until she did it on camera, so every bump and rumble was a bit of a mini-adventure. She had no idea if her roommates were there or still at Ilorek's ranch, but she didn't much bother to ask, because she was still pretty tired. When she arrived back at the apartment, she tossed the driver some coins and stumbled out to her front door., fumbled with her keys, and finally made it back inside.

"Trisani? Natasha?" She called out, then waited a full minute before determining that either they weren't here in body, or they weren't awake enough to be here in spirit.

Before she headed back downstairs, she stopped in the kitchen to get herself some leftover pasta and meat sauce. It was nearly a week old, but it was still good, especially with some parmesan cheese sprinkled on top. As she was preparing it, she heard the ruffians of the dogs next door, playing and biting at each other. She glanced out the back door to see them, and it gave her the most lewd of ideas. When the microwave was done, she grabbed her breakfast and headed downstairs.

With plate in hand, she stumbled into her room and did a quick, slapdash setup of her own little studio; she checked to make sure there was space on the memory card and battery charge left in the camera itself, then turned on her lights. Then camera. Then action.

Arnika rubbed some of the sleep from her eyes as she did her opening shout out. "Bitch here, again! Had a bit of fun last night, so much so that I woke up with a sore ass. Yeah, that was a lot of fun, I think. I honestly can't remember, so it must have been the best time, right?" She paused to yawn before leaning in close. "But I've got a bit of a present for you all! Here, look what I left in overnight!" As soon as she finished the word, she leaned back and lifted up her skirt to show the toy still inside her, with only the base and the little nozzle for the air pump to attach to it. "That's right, I was tied from supper time last night to breakfast today! And I have to say, my cunt's real tight, I'm not sure if I'll be able to untie myself from this knot!"

She licked her lips and leaned in close to the camera with a smile, offering a bit of a kissy-face. "But I'm sure you'll enjoy watching me try, right?" She gave a sly wink, then leaned back and lifted her skirt back up, knees int he air and legs spread to show her swollen black pussy lips. Like an eager dog with a bone, she grabbed at the base of the toy and started to pull, twisting it back and forth to have it rotate inside her while the bulges distended her lips wide, but didn't dare come out. The camera got a great shot of her flesh shifting against the bumps and ridges of the knot, only to have her feet obstruct the shot as she started curling her toes in pleasure.

Once she figured out her paws were in the way, she parted her legs again and relaxed her pussy muscles, hoping to offer just enough give to let the toy pop out. It didn't come, at least not at first, so she leg to of the base and clenched her cunt tight, tugging it in and holding it as deep as it would go. When she grabbed at the toy's base again, she did so by wrapping her arm around her haunches so that her hand didn't get in the way of the shot when she gave a tug from between her tail and ass cheek.

Another tug, another futile attempt to untie from the toy. She knew how to get it out by simply hitting the valve that would let the air out of it and it'd slip out with ease, but she didn't want to deny her viewers the image of a fully engorged knot popping out of her and leaving her drooling fluids everywhere. Her tugs became intermittent, by pulling as hard as she could with a grunt, followed by letting it go and squeezing tight with her muscles to suck it back into her, then she'd push down as she tried to force it out while also yanking as hard as she could, but it was just too big.

The girth of it didn't hurt, since it was comfortably lodged in her knot-reservoir, the cock wasn't meant to come out unless the sire grew bored and his member went flaccid. It wasn't supposed to come out while still fully engorged.

But she was a size queen, Arnika loved the sensation of having fists, cocks, and toys stretching her to and beyond her limit. Even before she started this whole porn endeavour, that was one of her greatest goals in life, to be able to handle more than anyone she knew. No potions, no magic, no drugs or chemicals, just good old fashioned perseverance and desire mixed with a lot of lube. She could do it, and she'd do it for her fans!

With another powerful pull and a grunting push, she felt the lobes of the knot shift about inside her, angling themselves just right to start to slide out of her reservoir and into the tight ring of flesh and muscle just inside her vulva. This was it, and she knew it. If she was going to get that knot out of her, she needed to give a proper college try!

Her fingers kept wrapped around the base of the toy as she held it in place, the knot stretching her locking muscle ring while she took a bit of a breather. Her head fell back as she panted heavily, keeping just enough pressure on the toy to keep it from sliding back into her depths; then, she took the opportunity to speak to her viewers. "Hey, having a bit of trouble here, but that's fine. I think it's about to come out, and with it, I cum as well." She winked and took in a long, deep breath before grunting and baring down on the toy, yanking with all her might while also squeezing her canal at the shaft of the toy to force it out by pull and push both!

She held that grunting scowl on her face with teeth bared and lips peeled back for what felt like minutes to her just before she gave up. However, just as she relaxed her pelvic muscles and was still yanking with her hand, the knot suddenly shifted and rotated just right inside her, popping out in a flood of her own lubrication all over the towel, floor, and she was sure even some of it splashed on the camera. Along with it came a gush of her own ejaculate, a thin stream of viscous fluid squirted out in a thick spray as she moaned and writhed in pleasure, eyes in the back of her head as she bit down on her lip.

Her entire body convulsed in waves as her hips twitched up, each motion ending in another tiny spurt of her own excitement making a puddle next to her tail. She tossed the toy to the side and grabbed her lips with two fingers and parted them to show the deep ruby red of her insides as well as the glistening moisture that coated her from clit to tail.

After a moment of orgasmic twitching, she leaned up to look into the camera, and just as she went to say something, she heard a barking coming from out back, followed by a second dog barking. Both the neighbour dogs were barking and howling at each other, and it was ruining her shot.

Or was it.

"Well that was fun, how about the real thing? Come with me." she said to the camera before grabbing the pole on the tripod and lifting it up. She got to her feet, but quickly found her legs were shaking from the residual tremors of the orgasm that were still bolting through her midsection. That was okay, she had a railing to hold her erect as she made it up the stairs. "I've been eyeing the neighbour dog all week, and I think it's time you see the same majesty of his cock that I've been drooling over for a while now. Come on, have I got something to show you."

When she made it to the kitchen, she opened up the sliding door and placed the tripod down on her back deck, looking out to the little bit of grass between her deck and the fence that cut her off from the other group of townhouses behind her complex. She got go one knee, still in her skirt and tank top, to speak to the camera one last time before heading next door to get the dog. "Don't worry, this won't take long."

She walked off camera and the two dogs stopped barking, both of them hopping up to her and trying to get her attention. She gave each of them a pet and a head scritch before getting down on a knee, rubbing her cheek to theirs and lettign them lick her all over. "Hey guys, are your masters home?" She asked them, gently peeking into the matching glass door of the neighbour's kitchen to see if she could find anyone. As usual, nobody appeared to be home, they almost always left during the day and allowed the dogs to stay outside the whole time, with only the nice luxury doghouses to keep them safe if rain or snow fell.

Once she was sure that nobody was there, she slowly wrapped her hand up around the male's neck to get a grip on his collar. She read it, and it said "Sanfrit" on the little golden medallion that hung from it, as well as a return address for him should he break his leather leash and run away.

"Don't worry, I'll bring you home when I'm done." She said with a smile, delicate fingers unhooking the leash from his collar, other hand reaching out under his belly to slowly caress the fur there while also testing him to see if he was amiable to the idea of her touching his cock. Once her fingers touched the end of his meaty sheath, he almost instantly bucked his hips into her, a single spurt of precum splashing against her palm. Instantly, she pulled her hand out from under him and licked up the mess as her lower jaw trembled.

She was actually going to do it!

"Good boy." She cooed at him while getting a tight hold on his collar. When she stood up, she made sure to give him plenty of slack so she wasn't hurting him, but enough firmness to make sure he knew to come with. Since she was his neighbour and likely saw her as part of his 'pack', he didn't resist at all, and actually happily trotted alongside her with his maw open and head held high. He was eager to play with her!

Sadly, the other dog was left behind, the black and white husky, so Arnika kicked one of the tennis balls towards her and had her go play fetch while she occupied herself with Sanfrit.

After a few minutes, she came back into the view of the camera, and she immediately sat down in the grass with her legs spread and skirt covering her nethers. She tried her best to angle her body so that the viewers could almost see under the skirt, but not quite. "Hey there boy, you hungry? Hungry for some bitch?" She kept one hand on his collar as she slipped her other hand under her skirt to finger herself and get her own fluids all over her palm. When she brought it back up, she let Sanfrit sniff, and as he did his hips began to buck.

Arnika didn't want to waste his enthusiasm, so she leaned back onto her elbows - letting go of his collar in the process - and lifted her skirt to expose her swollen, black velvet cunt lips. Before she had even peeled back the fabric of her skirt, the dog had buried his snout between her thighs and began fervently lapping at her lips, cleaning her of any and all of the juices she'd sprayed all over herself.

As she leaned back, she stayed on her elbows so her viewers could see the look of joy and ecstasy on her face, legs parted wide and toes curling into the grass. She was trying her best to keep her body at an angle that her viewers could see the slapping tongue of that dog beating at her sex, but his frame was in the way and there was no way, so at least for this shot, they would have to use their imagination. If she had someone around to grab the camera and move in close, that would be grand, but her roommates were either asleep or gone, so she had to make do with what she had.

And what she had was an insatiable desire to have a knot swell in her cunt again. She didn't care at this point if someone came home and saw her. If her neighbour came home and saw her, then that'd be an interesting conversation, but she was prepared to deal with it if it meant she got to have that knot in her. Eager and excited, she grabbed her skirt and pulled it off, followed by her tank top so she was completely and utterly naked, with the dog still hungrily lapping at her folds every chance he got. He was nearly as insatiable as she was!

In one fluid motion she rolled onto all fours and lifted her tail at him, legs apart to ensure he had the best view and angle to mount her, but he just kept licking. His soft, broad tongue slapped at her lips and dragged up them, the tip of it parting her lips ever so gently to sample her nectar before pulling away.

"Up." she urged him, patting her haunches. He didn't respond, so she grabbed at his front paw and lifted it up onto her hip, hoping that would trigger something. Sadly, he just kept lapping at her pussy, occasionally stopping so sniff her rump and lick it, too. She was starting to grow a little impatient, so she spun around so that her tail end was facing the other direction, and she grabbed his collar to guide him.

This time he seemed to take the hint. He bucked his hips and tried to hop up onto her, easily wrapping his front legs around her hips, followed by the stabbing motion of his member prodding between her thighs and jabbing her flesh everywhere but the softness of her cunt lips. Typical male, no aim. She did the only thing she could do, and reached back between her legs to wrap her fingers around his sheath, aiming it right at her vulva while her pelvic muscles tensed to keep it up at the right angle.

At once, he bucked again to force his member from the sheath and directly into her. Once he felt her warmth smothering his length, his thrusting became violent and quick, the quickly growing girth of his cock pounding her depths with a vigor she couldn't hope to create with a toy. Her toes curled in ecstasy as she bit her lip, eyes closed to focus on the pleasure. She could feel his thrusting peeling back the sheath from his cock as he filled her more and more, the bulge of the knot slamming against her vulva with every aggressive buck, right up until it slammed into her.

Since he wasn't ready for a tie, the flaccid, partially formed knot slid in and out of her, splashing combined fluids everywhere and soaking her from tail to thighs. A pained whimper slowly escaped her lips as his motions tugged and slammed that growing knot into her, every penetration having the lobes swell inside her just a bit more until it was just large enough that she could clamp down and keep it inside her.

Within seconds, she felt the hot flesh of his knot growing inside her, comfortably filling her knot reservoir as her pelvic muscles tensed as much as they could, the tying ring of muscle squeezing tight against the underside of his knot, holding him in place. He pressed his chin to her shoulder and drooled all over her as her flesh smothered and caressed his, a rhythmic pulsing coaxing stream after stream of precum into her depths. She groaned and gasped and clutched at the grass beneath her, until she was startled by a sound coming form her camera.

She quickly glanced over to see Natasha standing over her with a slice of pizza in hand. "Little risky, don't you think?"

Arnika blushed a bit and lowered her gaze, only to have the dog feel it was about done with her, so he hopped off and tried to step away, but his massive knot was tied into her good and proper - bigger and thicker than the toy at maximum inflation - so he wasn't going anywhere. The two of them remained rump to rump, his tail on her back and hers on his as his member folded back between his legs to stay firm inside her. "Uhm, hey, could you do me a favor and get the still-frame camera? Get some shots for me?"

Natasha laughed and took another bit of her pizza before disappearing into her house. When she returned, she had the tiny digital camera in one hand and the pizza crust in the other. When outside, she tossed the crust to the female dog next door, then leaned in close to get more pics. She took a half dozen shots of a closeup of Sanfrit's cock lodged deep inside Arnika's cunt, the girth of the knot tugging on her flesh and distending it outward. After that, she put the still-frame digital camera away and unhooked the camera from the tripod and got some video of the same images and shots she just took.

"Th-thanks Nat." Arnika whimpered at her, the girth of the dog's cock proving to be a little cumbersome in the right ways. She could actually feel and count his heartbeat as the veins and arteries throbbed against her walls, as well as the distinct sensation of his entire cock tensing to shoot more cum into her as deep as her womb would allow. "You wanna try next?" She smiled and glanced back over to her roommate, who was still chewing the last bite of her pizza.

Natasha shrugged and swallowed. "Actually, I kind of want to do something with the bitch over there. She smells real nice." Then, she licked her lips and smiled.

"Sounds good to me, but make sure you get a good shot of him..." She paused and lurched forward, pleasure racking her form as she felt his knot start to deflate just enough that it was slipping into her canal through the tight ring of muscle that held him in. The lubrication and pressure from him filling her cunt made it clear that this would be over soon. "He's....coming out!" She managed to grunt in between whimpers of pleasure.

Like a dutiful camera girl, Natasha leaned in close to get a good shot of that knot slipping out of her friend's pussy, the black vulva stretching wide to show the pink underneath before a sudden pop had the dog's knot bursting from her in a spew of fluids that landed in a gooey puddle between Arnika's knees. She let out a howl in pleasure as her tail lowered to cover her pussy in natural protection. She fell onto her chest and started writhing on the ground as she grasped at the grass, barely able to keep herself from shuddering and convulsing in pleasure.

Sanfrit hopped away and rolled onto his side, tongue slapping at his cock and knot, cleaning it of the remaining fluids left there from Arnika as the knot retracted, allowing his sheath to slide up the length of it and cover him fully. Natasha got a good look of this while also leaning over to check on Arnika periodically to see of she could get any good shots. She did get a real good one of Arnika biting her lip and smiling at the camera.

Once his member was swallowed up by his sheath, Sanfrit bounded back over to Arnika and buried his snout under her tail lap at her pussy lips again. This motion urged Arnika to lift herself back up onto her knees and manually grab her tail to keep it out of the way of the dog's tongue. He had her cleaned within seconds, and Natasha was sure to get a great shot of his tongue slapping against her black fleshed lips, and even got a few good shots of her cunt gaped open and his tongue prodding at her ruby red depths.

When he pulled away to go back and play with the husky again, Arnika wrapped a hand around either rump cheek to part her lips wide, gaping her cunt open and pushing down to make a flow of bubbly canine seed pour and gush out of her, aided by a series of juicy queefs that actually splattered fluids all over the camera. She slipped her fingers inside herself to open her lips even farther, showing her viewers just how sore and tender she was. After a minute or so, she let go to allow her lips so slap shut, a final trickle of cum bubbling over the tip of her triangular vulva and coating her clit while she rubbed herself.

When she was done, she turned and sat on her rump, looking directly into the camera as she licked her fingers clean. When she was done, she bit on one of her claws with teeth showing and a devious grin on her face. "This is Bitch, signing out for today. Keep horny, my friends." She paused a moment before losing the grin and looking up at Nat. "Cut. Let's put it to video, my watchers are going to absolutely love this!"