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The big, heavy gift box landed on the floor with a thud, and a pair of what could have only been groans came from within. Ildac wiped his brow and took a breath, grinning wide at his equine lover and spreading his arms wide. "Happy Valentine's Day, Majjy."

Majorra, normally a tall, grey-furred wolfess, had chosen to once again partake in some transformative shenanigans and made herself into a muscular, busty zebra. She cast a suspicious glance over the huge bow-topped crate, one brow quirked, ears flicking to the vague sounds of complaint coming from within. "Did you suddenly change jobs from angel to psychopath, Ildac?"

The black-winged fox laughed and gave the box a firm kick, prompting another stream of muffled shouts and what sounded like insults to pour from within. "I just thought you could use a little... help." That smile quickly vanished under a flush of redness that flushed the whiteness of his cheeks. "Seeing as we went practically nonstop last night, and I'm still sore."

"It was your idea to do the zebra thing again." Maj smirked, once again eying the gift crate. "So, did you bring a crowbar, or do you intend to moisten my nethers by ripping it open yourself, you big stud?"

"The latter, of course." Another sharp kick to the front of the box broke open the front and sent its contents spilling out. More accurately, two slender, naked figures toppled forward, gasping and panting heavily, wrists and ankles bound together with duct tape.

One of the captives, a bronze-skinned boy sporting shoulder-length silver hair, dark horns, and a long, thin tail with a spaded tip, spun around to glare up at the vulpine angel standing over his former prison. "Did it not occur to you to add air holes, you sadist?!"

The other, a purple and blue fox with long, braided pink hair, just seemed grateful to have fresh air again. He looked up at the zebra woman before him and perked his ears. "Oh. Hi Maj."

Ildac kicked the box to the other end of the room, where it crashed unceremoniously against a wall. "You know Feri, of course." he motioned to the fox. Then, in the demon boy's direction, "And this demonic slut is Kixxera. You can call him Kixxy, but if I know you--and I do--you'll just be calling him 'bitch' before long."

"Oh fuck you." Kixxy glowered at the angel. "Look, if this is to punish me for the whole cult thing, I told you it's completely harmless! Look at Feri--he's fine!"

"Uh-huh! I'm a good cultist." the girlish fox nodded. Nobody seemed interested in hearing either argument out.

"So you got me two femboys for Valentine's Day?" The equine Majorra appraised her gifts with a growing expression of approval. Then, stepping around the tied boys, she pressed a kiss to Ildac's lips. "I love 'em. Thank you!"

"We're fucked." the demon squeaked.

"Yeah, probably." Feri didn't sound so worried, his eyes locked on the firm bulge between the zebra's legs.

Ildac reclined on a nearby chair, one leg crossed over the other as he sat back to observe. "You don't mind if I watch, do you?"

"You know I don't." Maj grabbed her toys by a leg each and dragged them over to her couch, where she sat and loomed over the two. "If nothing else, it'll be a good preview for what you'll be doing later tonight."

"R-Right." the fox clammed up, cheeks flushed scarlet and pants tenting upward. He would have to watch very closely.

Majorra scrutinized the two boys tied up before her. Kixxy had gotten up onto his knees and was trying to peel off the tape around his wrists. Arcs of violet energy and similarly-colored flames occasionally burst around the seams, and he kept grumbling about "fucking enchanted tape". Feri, on the other hand, looked quite at home being bound up, tail wagging behind him as he smiled at his new captor. The zebra grinned, tugging at the straps of her way too short tank top and pulling it up over her head. "At least one of you knows your place."

"I'm a powerful incubus, I'll have you know." Kixxy grumbled, glaring up at her. "And if that spiteful little angel pet of yours hadn't found me, I'd still be sipping cosmos and eating fine caviar off the backs of whores at my club."

"Wow, cosmos? What a girly drink." Maj pressed a hoof against the back of the demon's head, forcing him to the floor. "You start on those before or after Sex and the City?"

"Fuck you..!"

Feri giggled at Kixxy's side. "I'll be a good boy, Maaaj."

"Oh, I know you will. I need you to show the little sex god wannabe how to be one, too." Maj locked eyes with the girly fox, her irises pulsing to life with a brilliant pink light. Twin spirals poured from her expanding pupils until they completely engulfed her eyes, bearing down on the fox with a hypnotic stare. It didn't take long at all for Feri to show signs of wavering, his posture slumping, purple and green eyes wide as he soaked in the light pouring down into his mind. Majorra could only laugh as she leaned forward, eyes practically throbbing with their innate mesmerizing power. "Honestly, anything beyond waving my finger in front of your eyes feels like overkill. Not that Ildac's much better at resisting."

"Still here, Mistress." the angel mumbled, one wing folded around to cover his crotch. "Just sayin'. You know, in case you feel like talking more shit."

"Always."

Feri's eyes quickly took on the same deep pink glow as the zebra's, his mouth hanging ajar as he stared, helpless to resist. "O-Overkill... Yeah..."

"You dumb, pathetic fox." Kixxy groaned as he pushed himself up again, Maj's hoof moving away from his head. "You can't resist a simple hypno-stare?"

Maj turned her eyes to the demon with a wide smirk. Pink spirals whirled within her gaze and seemed to flow in the air around her, wisping and swirling endlessly into themselves. "Could you do any better, demon slut?"

"O-Of course I... can." the girly incubus dared to stare up into those eyes, his brows knitted, lips pursed as he threw everything he had into weathering the storm crashing upon his mental defenses. He managed to last slightly longer than Feri had; it took a whole ten seconds longer for his muscles to go slack, his eyes to widen, and his shoulders to slump before his eyes began to mirror the dazzling spirals wrapping around his mind. "I'm not... gonna..."

"You already have." the zebra purred, watching the two boys slowly sink deeper and deeper under her power. Feri swayed lightly in place, and Kixxy's struggle, while admirable, dulled and dulled until he, too, was staring blankly into the pretty pink glow. His eyes shone in the same light as Feri's, and the two boys slumped against one another, completely entranced. "There you are." Maj cooed, her lips curling into a smirk. "Who are my good boys?"

"We are." the pair murmured in unison, bodies relaxed, eyes turned upward. Pink spirals swam through their vision, clouding their minds with hypnotic pleasure.

Maj grinned down at her playthings as she tugged down her pajama pants, revealing the fat, hardening equine length hidden beneath. Her breath caught in her throat as she gave that shaft a squeeze, slowly pumping it before the boys' eyes. "Fffuck, I don't think I'll ever get used to this. How do you boys even deal?"

"We fap. A lot." Ildac mumbled from across the room, but his commentary went silent as a glance into his Mistress's eyes stole away his words. A quick command from the zebra's lips, and he was busily stroking himself under the wing folded over his lap.

Majorra left her spot on the couch and knelt between the two boys on the floor. She unfastened the tape binding their wrists and ankles, rose again, and made a point to slap both their cheeks with her cock before settling back on the couch, legs spread wide. "Now, sluts." she crooned, patting her thighs and casting her swirling gaze down upon her new thralls. "I know one of you is a cock sucking champion, for sure. What about the new boy, though?" A beckoning finger pulled Kixxy up to the zebra's thigh, a moan passing his lips as she cupped his chin and poured a bright flash of pink directly into his mind. "Think you can compete with Feri?"

"Buh... uhhhh..." a tendril of drool dribbled down the demon boy's chin. The powerful light swirled around his eyes, his mind overflowing with the wolf-turned-zebra's power. "I dunno, he's... pretty fuckin'... gay..."

Maj chuckled, and Feri blushed. The equine hypnotist drew Feri into her grasp just as she had with the bronze-skinned incubus and treated him to the same mind-melting blast from her eyes. "I'm gonna make you fight for your title either way, little fox. You'll do everything you can to keep it, now won't you?"

"Yesssss..." Feri's tongue lolled from the side of his muzzle. "Gonna suck you so... good, Maj..."

"Good boys." she leaned back and pushed her hips forward, hands guiding her thralls downward. Her dark, heavy balls hung beneath that enviable cock, and she wasted no time in pulling the two boys up against them. "Better start now, sluts."

A duet of muffled moans joined Maj's pleasured gasp as soft lips and wet tongues caressed her smooth, sensitive balls. Warm saliva coated the loose skin holding them together, the sensitive nerves alighting with pleasure from the double-tongue delight slipping from her fist-sized balls to the base of her shaft. Furred fingers played through her little slaves' hair, enthralling eyes glaring down at them, ensuring they were the first things her eager sluts could see the moment their world wasn't obscured by horsecock.

"Not bad, boys. Keep it up and I might even let you cum at the end." This promise tugged a moan from her playthings' lips, and she coaxed their efforts upward with a pull at their hair. Strong hands pushed the boys' lips against her shaft, and she couldn't help but let out a blissful sound of her own while their tongues went immediately to work. "Ffff... There you go."

Two tongues, one bright blue, the other pink and long like a snake's, slurped and slithered their way up that long equine shaft. The hypnotized boys tasted and kissed Maj's cock, fingers squeezing the base as their mouths climbed higher. The peak of their journey throbbed as they drew nearer, and their lips met at the flared tip of that girlcock, joining in a messy kiss as they fought to see who could wrap their lips around it first. Their competition grew fierce as the equine woman's moans rose in pitch, and Feri finally won the first round, swallowing the tip of that shaft as best as he could from where he knelt.

Kixxy, certainly not one to be outdone by one of his cultists, tilted his head and pressed his lips against the girth of that shaft. He suckled as hard as he could and coiled his tongue around her length. That smooth, wet muscle spiraled farther and farther down until it met her sheath and squeezed firmly. His and Feri's moans were nothing compared to the sounds Maj made now; hands grabbed at the couch cushions and nearly tore the fabric apart, hooves scraped across the floor, and plump, heavy breasts bounced as she bucked her hips forward.

"You two..." she panted, licking her lips. "Switch. Don't give me that look, Feri. Demon boy deserves some, too." The pause between fits of ecstatic cries left a ringing sound in the air, but it was filled once more with the sounds of pleasure as Kixxy's lips sealed over her tip and Feri's tongue went to work on the thick, black length of that pulsing, dripping cock. "Ok, slaves. You've proven your worth." she said with a grin, clenching her teeth and managing to groan the words, "Stroke your cocks--No, better. Stroke each other's cocks. But don't you dare cum before me!"

The room's ambiance became a chorus of hot and heavy breaths, pleasured whimpers and sighs, and the unrestrained groaning of a girl so very unused to having a huge, sensitive shaft between her legs. She shot a glance over to her angelic pet, still fapping in his chair, and pulsed her whirling pink spirals in his direction. "Don't you cum yet either, or I'll sic these two on you."

Ildac's dulled eyes renewed with a brilliant pink light, and his pace evened out, his mouth hanging ajar as he mindlessly moaned for his Mistress, his blissful sounds joining the rest of the group's. Feri and Kixxy's tongues met at Maj's shaft again, and firm hands on the back of their heads ensured they'd stay. One set of hands shared the task of pumping that needy shaft, the other leaned over to the opposite boy's crotch to tug, squeeze, and stroke their tiny-by-comparison members to the edge of climax.

The loudest moans, those belonging to the domineering zebra at the center of the fun, climbed to their peak as her boytoys' tongues worked her over. Her hips rocked forward, fingers tangled in her mindless thralls' hair, and she had to bite down on her tongue to hold back a shrill cry of bliss as her climax threatened to burst forth. "I c... can't... Cum! Ffffucking cum, all of you!"

Kixxy and Feri's ecstatic wailing was cut off by the torrent of seed spurting into their mouths and making a mess of their faces. The two boys did their best to catch what they could, but two competing mouths weren't exactly the cleanliest pair, and more wound up splashing over their cheeks and into their hair than their mouths. Maj's equine shaft pulsed and throbbed hard as she emptied her balls onto her Valentine gifts, hooves scraping grooves into the wooden floor below, one eye opening to watch her angel fox pet make a sticky mess of his feathers.

The disjointed cacophony of moans tapered off into a collective series of heavy breaths and sighs, and the nearly palpable sexual tension that had swiftly built had gone just as quickly. Maj ran her fingers through the girly boys' hair and grinned, heavy chest jiggling as she leaned forward to blast their empty minds with her hypnotic stare. "Good boys. Ildac picked a couple of winners."

Feri's lips curled into a wide, sticky smile. "I'm a... good boy."

"Y-Yeah. Good..." the previously resistant Kixxera swooned under her gaze, his spaded tail swaying slowly behind him.

"That's what I thought." Maj smirked over at Ildac and beckoned him over. She waited until he was at her side, pulled him into a long, tongue-stuffing kiss, and motioned for him to join the others on his knees. "Such a giving pet I have. Sit with them for a while and look cute, would you?"

"Yes Mistress." Ildac bowed his head under her firm ear-scritching, a wide, almost goofy smile spreading into his lips. He couldn't comprehend much of what was said after that, due to the rubbing caress to his ears, but what he did pick out made his heart skip a beat: "Your gift" and "tentacle pit", among some other choice words such as "lots of lube" and "these two can join".

Valentine's Day was the frigging best.