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Marianne sat at the bar with her gray ars drooping low across most of her face while lazily watching the aliens on the wall monitor talk about galactic politics. Occasionally she drank from her tall glass of some green fermented liquid she hoped would get her drunk despite her supernatural regeneration.

A fairly feminine voice came from behind her, at first clearing her throat to get the lazy lapin's attention. "Um, would you mind if...?"

Marianne had spent enough nights on this space station to know what the 'woman' was asking for. So she leaned forward and scooched her bunny-tailed ass back a bit on the barstool, her femlips dripping slightly as they slid back off of the soft leather seat.

"Bartender?" Marianne called out to the four armed demonic blue alien behind the counter. "I'll have my usual, on this lady behind me." Marianne caught a glimpse of the woman's face in the mirror on the wall behind the drinks at the back of the bar, and she was quite pretty, by canine standards.

The woman pulled back her skirt and Marianne's eye returned to the news broadcast, preferring not to see what was coming. She knew not to expect that everything about the woman would be canine just because her face was.

<I wonder if this realm has any species that look like does.> Marianne thought absent-mindedly as the bartender slid a bowl of soup over to Marianne, followed by a sizable hunk of green bread. Marianne dipped a bit of the bread in the liquid and just as she started to taste it she could feel a wide platform of flesh pressing against her moist mons, almost enveloping it.

The flesh pressed up softly, bending at the edges as it tried to enter her nether lips. Marianne cooed softly as she nibbled on the soup soaked supper and watched the news broadcasters report on the latest traffic jams at the hyperspace relays.

The rod forced its way up into her vulva where that flared head could expand properly to scrape along the walls of her ribbed vagina. She licked her lips of some stray soup and reached one hand down her belly. It wouldn't be long before she'd get to see what kind of cock was invading her nethers.

Before she could give it much attention a familiar feline sat down at the bar next to her. The pink and white fur was a fairly common pattern around here, but there was no mistaking Kaynell Marie's golden hair.

"Kay? Oh, my, gosh, what are you doing here?" Marianne asked in excitement, each pause punctuated with a thrust from behind her. "I haven't seen you or your brother in... ohhhh. Mmm, so hard to track time across dimensions. How, ohhh, how long has it been?" She slid her bowl toward the younger girl, offering to share in her sup, but Kaynell shook her head.

"No thanks, I'll get my own, I'm sure. It's been almost two two years back home since I expanded your prison. I'm just here picking up some spell components. Ben needs me to build him an astral gateway so he can keep chasing the Dragon of Ages." Kay looked back at a tall three-eyed elven 'woman' with bright pink hair behind her and nodded. "He's never been much good at astral magic like you and I." The 14-year-old feline signaled for the bartender's attention and pointed to the alien behind her. He nodded and started to prepare a tall glass of pasteurized cum for the young succubus.

As Marianne's partner picked up her pace Kaynell reached over to stroke at the lapin's new equine cock under the counter. Meanwhile, her own green partner slithered a pair of members up into her young pussy where they wiggled around and caused her to giggle.

"Is, oh, fuck, uh, is your, uh, clan doing well?" Marianne asked between powerful thrusts from the canine. Her own duplicate cock began to ooze pre over Kay's pink and white hand.

Kay smiled at the lapin while running her little fingers in small circles around that equine flare, fully aware that one just like it was pounding into the bunnies cervix. "Mmm, my clan is still small, just me, my brother, and my wives. Oh, that's, OH, uhhh," she turned her head to face the elven alien fucking her. "Do you mind? I'm having a conversation here, and I still don't have my food yet."

Apologies came from both the alien fucker and the bartender as he placed her purple smoothie before her. Kay could feel her crotch writhing with her new cocks, each a duplicate of those that were tickling her young cubi pussy, her supernatural vaginal muscles milking her partner for their seed even as she lightly pressed her middle finger into her friend's equine cock head.

"Where was I, Mary? Oh, right, I married my cousins last month. The Delacroix sisters are now part of my clan. So, yeah, ohhh, that's good, yeah, keep that up. Good pace. I, I mean, yeah, I guess our marriage has doubled the size of my clan. And Luxuria was rather pissed that I was taking away her two best toys, but children shouldn't be property, and since they are my wives now, Grandmas clan laws protect them from her."

Marianne bumped forward and gasped as her partner forced their flare into her womb. Since she was there already she lapped up a bit more of her soup before pushing back to bury the last of that shaft in her cunt.

"I think my partner's about ready to blow, and if you keep it up with your finger in my cock I might too. I'm still, ohhhh, fuck, not used to having these things."

The bartender leaned in, "Hey, no cumming unless it's in someone. Station policy."

Kay smirked and removed her finger. "You can cum in me after these two are done with us." She then extended her long tongue into her purple shake and used it like a straw to suck down most of the cum laden drink. "We can, uhooo, go to my clan's spaceship and have some fun."

The canine growled behind Marianne and bathed her womb in warm spunk with blast after blast from that horse cannon. The long sloppy member softened and dropped almost to the floor, smacking the canine's leg before she hid the monster back under her black dress. She tossed a few chits to the bartender paying for Marianne's meal and walked back out to the space stations bazaar.

Marianne panted heavily before looking over to the strange wiggling cocks between her friend's legs. She pondered possibly quiring a pair of those herself before cumming. "You keep a ship in this realm? You don't seem to spend much time here. I've been here for... oh, what would it be? I've worked here six days a night for the past week back home... I'm not sure how long it's been here on this side, but I've never seen you."

The three-eyed woman starting pounding harder and harder and Kaynell seemed to be getting really lost in the pleasure of it. Even still, she managed to pant out the words, "2 years, this side, I've been gone, for 2 years."

The bartender moved closer as he washed a trio of glasses. "Yeah, couple hundred years ago her clan was hot stuff 'round here. She ain't just got her own ship, she's got her own fleet with their own docks in ports all over the eastern territories here in Capota galaxy as well as a decent foothold in the western states a the Miloni galaxy. Least that's the word what goes 'round."

Kay huffed out, "Sold, most of that. Lots of, uh, taxes. OHHHHHHhhhh, fuck, this chick really knows how to use her dicks."

Marianne nodded and finished her soup. She returned to watching the news and idly stroking her cock while she waited for her young friend's cunt to be available. It wouldn't take too long for the elven alien to finish up and pay.