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On the shore of an island, a foxbat with six rabbat ears stood with paws dug into the white sand and with eyes shut and ears perked. The soft breeze touched the blueish-green grass cutting across the expanse of sand and mixed with the song of the ocean water spraying and crashing against the sandy shore. Niche sighed happily, adding her crooning to the sounds of nature around her. All six of her ears were twitching and raised, hearing and taking the sounds of the wilds flowing in the wind. She could hear the ocean behind her and the leaves of the trees and brush rustling before her. She had come out here on a little adventure to see what the creatures living in these wilds desired most. Niche's ears could hear, could hear what the heart needed, what it craved for. She cherished traveling in order to listen to the hearts of the many and at least tell them what they desired. Sometimes people needed a little bit of urging and she was more than happy to give a little bit of insight into the heart, of course, some people felt that her intrusions were more annoying than anything else, but those were far and few between. Today, she had wandered to this island in order to see the folk who lived among these wilds and perhaps speak with them. New hearts to listen to and new people to me, how exciting! With that cleared, she began trotting into the brush past the green cut of grass and past the great expanse of palm trees.

Sounds of nature graced her ears as she walked about a dirt path through the thicket of palm trees. She could hear the rustling of leaves against the wind, the sound of the waves somewhere far behind her and somewhere ahead of her a source of water trickling. With her eyes closed, she could hear so much more, could feel so much more from the sounds coming from all around, but she soon enough found out that it wasn't such a good idea to wander about with her eyes closed. With a few bruises to the head, she opened her eyes and rubbed at her head while letting out a hiss of breath. Palm trees were a hardy sort and needed due respect. Still, even with her eyes open, she could appreciate what she was hearing.

Deep in the wilds, the harsh light of the sun turned dim and green as it was filtered by the thick canopy of palm leaves above her from the trees surrounding her. She had taken her journey from the dirt path going through the wilds and into the actual brush. She wandered about with her ears perked listening for what she desired. Niche could hear the beating of a heart somewhere in the direction she was stepping. With some excitement, she began to trot just a bit faster. A creature deep in these wilds would surely value being told what their truest desire was, but as the sound of that heart began to grow louder, she wondered where they could be?

Niche looked about and around herself. She was standing in a clearing with a large stone covered in blueish-green moss. The palm trees were swaying in the wind and the sunlight was beating down on her. With her eyes open she could still hear the sound of a heart beating nearby, but she couldn't find where it was coming from. With a tilt of her head, she clambered onto the large stone to see if she could get a better view. Closing her eyes and drawing her paws together she raised her ears to listen closely. It was then that her eyes opened wide as she realized that she was standing on the source of the beating heart.

The stone rumbled and began to move and Niche yelped and flapped her wings to flutter and get herself off of the moving stone without hurting herself. As she hovered in place just before the boulder, it rose and shifted until she saw purple eyes beneath a cloak of moss. She blinked and tilted her head as she floated there and the stone suddenly uncurled to reveal a sitting mosadillo with a long thick tail and a heavy body. While she glided harmlessly to the ground she put her paws up to her own mouth and gasped, "Oh no! I'm so sorry, I thought you were a rock! Geez, I hope I didn't hurt you or bother you."

The mosadillo stared at her with a tilt of his head. He shifted until he was sitting with his legs crossed and with a yawn, he responded, "Wuh? Figured somethin' to eat had wandered in, but yer just a...a uh...Pest huh?"

Oh, hearing that she was a pest only put a pang of shame against her poor little heart. Niche clasped her paws together and shook his head, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you. I was just searching for someone to help, to give my gift to."

The mosadillo's maw curved into a sawtooth grin as he heard the word gift. His eyes seemed to sparkle and he leaned in close as he questioned, "Gift? Y'got somethin' for me? Maybe you're not a pest. Maybe yer a guest."

Niche inclined her head and decided to introduce herself, "My name is Niche, and my gift is simple. I can hear the truest desires deep within your heart."

The mosadillo tilted his head and snorted, "Hrm? What I want huh? A'right. Tell me what I want. Oh. Name's Shem. I'm still kinda sleepy, so hurry."

Niche nodded happily. She was more than glad for the opportunity to listen to the desires of someone's heart. It was not only her gift but her calling in life. She loved it above all else and moved with a certain quiet excitement to stand before the mosadillo, close her eyes, raise her ears, and begin listening closely for the beating of his heart to hear the call of what he desired.

Echoes struck her when she heard the beating of his heart, echoes of something deeper that resonated against her ears and traveled deep into her body. It struck a chord against her own heart and shot up to her mind where she heard the faintest of whispers of what her new friend truly desired.

That faint whisper turned into a loud rumbling call that shook her to the core. Her eyes opened wide and her cheeks burned with a fiery embarrassment as she heard his deepest desire echo loudly in her ears and mind, "Sex and food." His heart demanded.

With a paw up to her mouth, she blurted, "You want sex?"

Shem brought one sharp claw up to his chin and tilted his head as if he was in deep thought. He then put on a big smile and snorted, "Guess that's true. Nothin' I didn't know though already. So, yer tellin' me you're offering?"

Niche squeaked, her cheeks red beneath her lavender fur, "Excuse me? No, I was simply offering to tell you what you desired in your truest self."

Truth be told, Niche had not expected that the creature's desire would be so...Simple. She had expected to give him some sort of new insight as to what he desired in life, what perhaps he wanted to do outside of the wilds or perhaps even in the wilds, but no, his heart had only echoed a sentiment that his body hungered for and...and goodness it seemed apparent that he was more than just willing to show it.

Niche's cheeks didn't catch a break. Her face was practically on fire as she saw his red erect cock poking out between his legs. It was huge compared to anything she had seen and certainly, she didn't think she could handle that if it came down to it. While she was gawking, the mosadillo was content to keep talking, "Listen, yer lil' offer got me like this. So...C'mon, can't y'help a fella out? It is my true desire or whatever right?"

Niche clasped her paws together and looked about meekly. It was true, that she was here to lead other's to their true desire and that was her calling in life. She enjoyed above all else seeing people happy with what she had told them and more often than not she was more than willing to agree to a little pushing in the right direction, but this was...different? She wasn't sure what to really make of it. Niche looked up to read his expression. He was simply grinning from ear to ear and when she looked down she could see his large hand was already tugging away at his cock as if she wasn't even there! Such a bold move! Well, if he truly desired it then the least she could do was help out a bit with her hands and mouth.

Nervously and without a word, she stepped between the mosadillo's legs. His eyes widened for a bit, as did his grin, and he spread his legs to give her a bit more room to work and took his own hand off of his cock. Again she bore witness to the huge thing before her. It was a thick and red thing tipped purple and when the shaft felt hot to the touch. She shivered as she felt over it with one careful paw. She stroked up and down, gripping and flexing her digits against it as she took in a breath. It would be fine, all she'd have to do was get him off once or twice and it would be fine. She squeaked as she felt a heavy hand grab her head and tug her lips against the large member before her. Niche eyes were wide and her sight was obscured by that overly thick thing, but she could hear him say in a husky tone, "C'mon c'mon, use your pretty lil' tongue, though, gotta say, y'got some soft grabbers there."

The mosadillo's rude urging brought a certain heat through her body that she wasn't ready to admit was true. With a sigh she opened her mouth and nervously began to lick around the large shaft, her hands moving to grip and squeeze and stroke the beast's member. She wasn't even half his size and his cock came up all the way just below her chest. It was...Something impressive that was for sure.

At first, her tongue moved gently along the shaft, her paws gripping and stroking his member faster. Her tongue then started to dip down only to come back up all the way to the tip where she tasted a heavy drop of pre gracing her tongue. She shuddered as she tasted the bittersweet mixture and found herself letting out a muffled gasp as her mouth was forced down and her cheeks were stuffed full of cock. Niche's eyes grew wide as she felt the hand on her head begin to pull her up and down. Her mouth was dragged all the way down the shaft, her throat expanding to meet his cock as she found herself gagging and sputtering on the mosadillo's fat shaft. Her eyes were wide, her paws were no longer moving to service him, and her body was trembling. She could feel him pulsing against her throat, hear him groaning aloud and grunting like a wild animal as he kept on shoving deep into her throat. Her eyes were shutting and growing dreamy as she found it difficult to breathe, but just as she thought she was going to be trapped forever with his cock in her mouth, his twitching member began to blow a thick load.

Hot cum covered her throat and stained her mouth and tongue. Her eyes grew wide again as she was forced to swallow every single drop of his seed. He held her there, watching her with a grin as she gagged around his cock, as she drank down what he force fed her. When he was done he let go of her head and she pulled herself off of his cock with a gasp for air and fell back onto her rear exhausted and with her tiny stomach feeling far too full from the hot cum that was stuffed down her throat.

It was over now. She had satisfied his desire and it was time for her to go, but when she tried to get up her body was hefted up into the air by one strong hand. She squeaked and her eyes went wide as she fidgeted about in the other's grasp, but he made no motion to stop. When she opened her mouth to protest, a moan came out instead. The mossadillo had brought her up into the air near his mouth and opened his maw wide to snake his tongue against and between her thighs to drag firmly against her pussy. Her little legs and feet kick and her toes spread and splay as she feels warmth taking over her body from the tongue assaulting her slit.

Again she tries to open her mouth, again she tries her best to complain and all that comes out is a loud squeaky moan that betrays her. She tries her best to close her legs but instead finds herself spreading further for that thick probing tongue that brings her so much pleasure. Finally, she cannot handle it. Her paws take hold of the strong hand holding her up and her eyes closed tight as she begins to drive her hips down to the creature's tongue. When Shem felt this, he set her down with a pleased growl.

Niche thought for one moment to close her legs and complain, but her legs spread wider instead and a paw moved to her crotch to brace herself as she let the wild man continue to ravage her pussy with his tongue. She could feel her hot insides being stretched wide and yet trying to clamp hard on the invasive tongue of the mosadillo violating her. Her toes curled in as she felt her pleasure mounting, her insides grew wetter from the attention that he was giving her. What shame she had felt and humiliation began to break away to pure pleasure and pleasant fluttering sensations that send her hips rocking back and forth to the tongue inside of her. She gasps and yelps as Shem opens his maw wide and brings himself closer to her to dart his tongue in deeper. Niche looks down to see a toothy grin on the mosadillo's face as he seems to be having the time of his life making her squeak and moan aloud. She almost wants to kick that look off of his face, but her kick turns into a weak little pat against his snout as her back arches and her paws move to cover her mouth as she practically squeals from her orgasm hitting her so hard.

When her climax dies down, the mosadillo pulls his tongue out and stares at her with a fat grin on his face, his purple eyes gleaming. Niche herself was shaking from her orgasm. Her eyes feet were still kicking lightly against the stupid grinning mug between her legs which only seemed to further amuse him, "Return the favor good did I?" He asked stupidly.

Niche huffed and said quietly, "Yeah, I guess you did just a fine job."

"Good, cuz I kinda like yuh. I'm not done though."

Kind of like? Oh no, was that a confession of his love for her? Niche wasn't sure how to handle that. In her afterglow, she felt more than just a little embarrassed at the sudden confession, enough to make her for just a moment not catch his drift on the second part of his statement. When she finally recovered from her embarrassment, she realized what he had meant as he hefted himself up over her, his fat cock poised to enter her. With a gasp she put her feet up to stop him from entering, her body shaking as she spoke, "W-wait! I thought you were already satisfied with just my mouth! I didn't think we'd be going this far!"

Shem tilted his head and fell next to her on his side, his long tail lashing about as he spoke, "Teasin'? I don't like teasin' too much...But you're cute. Why not go this far huh? Already have y'nice and wet. Tasted you, you tasted me, why not get a load and bear my kids?"

Niche's cheeks were aflame. If she were of a fire affinity then surely her ears would be spouting literal fire and steam. She couldn't believe that this stranger was asking her to bear her children! She thought his true desire was just for a bit of pleasure and food, but now he was asking this of her? She didn't understand! He was so simple and so direct she couldn't get a real bead on what he wanted. While she was lost in thought again, the mosadillo had moved to sit up and pick her up with one hand. She yelped and looked to him with big eyes as he leaned in to press his snout to her nose and plead with a big smile, "C'mon, it'll be fun."

She thought of saying no, but she looked at his stupid mug and couldn't help but smile just a bit. He gave her lips a gentle lick which she returned by grabbing his snout and kissing it gently. He tilted his head as if to ask her a silent question and she nodded her response and spread her legs. Gingerly, Shem lined up her pussy with the tip of his cock and edged it inside of her while keeping a firm hold on her body with that one strong hand. At the same time, Niche felt her heart thumping wildly and her little hands gripped tight to his as she closed her eyes and braced herself for a pounding.

Niche was surprised. He took hold of her gently and eased her down onto his cock with the utmost care. When the tip was inside he leaned back and tugged her close against his body. She blinked and looked up at him with her paws on his stomach. He only grinned like an idiot and quirked a brow, watching her with those big purple orbs. She felt a flush of heat across her face that made her feel like a little girl with her first crush. She knew what he wanted. With her paws clenched at his stomach as she started to raise her hips to drop them. With a sigh and closed eyes, she let out soft little moans as she tried her best to please him and herself. She moved to take more and more of his cock inside of her, lowering herself as best as she could while shaking. She trembled on his cock and tried her hardest, but she just couldn't take it all. At half way, she could feel his thick member twitching inside of her. She heard a pleasant rumble and looked up to see Shem leaning down to give her head a soft and encouraging lick. Both of his strong hands were at her back, but he made no motion to force her down, he only watched her with a goofy grin, a stupid grin that had her wanting to give him a little pap on his snout.

Slowly, carefully, she started to move her hips again. She steadied herself as best as she could on his body and huffed and moaned as she brought herself down on his cock again and again. She rolled and thrust her hips down to him and gasped as she felt more of his cock sink into her pussy. Niche's insides tightened around that thick shaft, her body starting to adjust to the size as she started moving her hips rapidly. She could feel it, feel his cock dragging deeper and deeper inside of her with every push down. Soon enough she'd be down all the way on his cock, but she wasn't sure if she could handle it. Thank goodness Shem was being soft with her.

She thought to perhaps lean up to kiss him for his kindness, to whisper something sweet to him, but when she looked up at him she saw that his eyes were shut and his body was trembling. His teeth were gnashed together and she noticed then that his hands were clenching at her back. Niche realized too late what he was going to do. He gripped firmly at her rump and slammed her down all the way on his cock. She let a loud squeak out and squirmed on his cock as he started to bring her up and down rapidly. She gasped and panted, desperate for air as her insides were pounded by that overly thick thing and the overzealous beast taking her. She felt his twitching cock swell inside of her and she tried to tell him to pull out, she really did, but Niche could only moan and sputter aloud as she felt another climax hitting her body from the constant pounding of a fat cock against her insides and senses. As her climax hit her, so did a thick load of warm cum that threatened to drown her insides. She yelped and gasped and moaned as rope after rope of the hot stuff hit her inner walls and stained her with it. With so much inside of her, she would surely get pregnant, absolutely so!

When the mosadillo finished cumming inside of her, he slumped back and shut his eyes with the most satisfied sigh, his hands easing off of her rump. Her paws carefully felt over his stomach as she tried to push herself away, but instead, she ended up slumping on him with her own eyes shutting and her own body succumbing to exhaustion. She could leave later.

Later was apparently at night. When Niche woke up, the sun was gone from sight and the island forest was dark. She could hear the mosadillo snoring softly still as she tried to get herself up and off of him. When she slid off of his belly she found herself struggling to stand up. Her insides were still full of cum and her legs were sore from the rutting she took. At the very least she had supposedly satisfied a true desire. With a small smile, she looked to the sleeping lump that had treated her too roughly. He was nice enough and she wondered if it would be right to just leave him like this, but well, she had other places to be. Moving to his face she gave his snout a soft kiss and whispered, "Goodbye Shem, thanks for the good time."

Niche chuckled as he swatted the air and snorted in his sleep. Other than that, he made no other motion except to lie there like a lump and slumber. Well, with her goodbye said, she figured it was time to turn tail and leave and so off she trot back into the forest wondering how she was going to get back to shore.

Nighttime was a different beast in the island forest. The darkness made it difficult to see, but her ears were still keen to the noises around her. A few times she bumped into a palm tree or two, but since she took it slow it wasn't so bad. Strangely enough, she saw green lights past a few brushes and found herself curious. She started on her way through the brush and found herself noticing a distinct sweet scent calling her towards those strange lights. When she finally breached the final bush she found herself looking up at a large palm tree with a huge flower bulb on the bark with portions of each petal glowing bright and green. What a pretty sight!

It wasn't even too far up from the ground, in fact, she could probably lean up and catch a closer scent of the flower. Standing on the tips of her toes she reached up to feel over the flower and catch a closer whiff of the sweet scent that had drawn her to this spot. That was her mistake. The plant opened wide like a maw, green lights fluttering all about as tendrils shot from the center of the flower and grabbed her. She gasped aloud and struggled in a desperate attempt to get out. Perhaps she would have been able to slip free, but she was still so tired from her time with Shem that she could barely even wiggle in the iron grasp of the plant coiling around her. She was trapped.

The flower drew her close to the bulb and more tendrils shot out and move around and underneath her until they were prodding at her rear. Her eyes grew wide and she let out a yell and a squeal as she felt her poor rump spread wide and invaded by one of those thick vines. Her eyes shut tight as she felt pain spread up her body. She could do nothing but hang there limply as the vine began to twist and turn inside of her, pushing deeper and deeper, sending her jolting up and down. She felt something slick sliding against her rear's inner walls, something wet and cool that made her mind grow hazy. The vine inside of Niche's rear seemed to glide with less effort now, her body growing warm and the pain slowly being replaced with a pleasure that she couldn't quite shake off. She began to gasp out and moan, her body shuddering in response to the tendrils inside of her. It kept on pounding her insides, going deeper and deeper until she felt her rear being stretched wide by multiple ovular shapes. One, two, three, four, five she felt entering her rear and slipping from the tip of the vine to rest easy inside of her rear. At this point, her stomach was bulging and her head was spinning from the sensations. Perhaps the plant would at least let her go now, but it wasn't meant to be.

Even in the darkness, she could see that she was being pulled up into the plant's great maw. She squirmed and trembled as that strange liquid that had been put in her rear kept her meek while the petals closed over her to keep her trapped inside of the plant. Warmth took her body, complete darkness like the abyss took her. It seemed this would be her new home, but just as she was prepared to sleep there, she heard a snarl from outside the flower's bulb. Vines and tendrils could be heard being ripped and torn and suddenly the flower's petals were yanked apart. She was let go by the lashing tendrils as the plant let out a terrifying screech to signal its horror at being torn asunder by heavy mosadillo claws. When she looked, she saw Shem standing there with a snarl on his face, his purple eyes flashing in the night as he pulled her from the plant and into his arms before backing away. When it was clear that the plant was finished, Shem looked down at her and snorted, "Heard y'moanin', figured you'd already found someone better and was gonna beat em' up, but then I find y'trapped and full of eggs."

He poked at her stomach lightly and sat with a thump. She felt over her stomach, her cheeks ablaze again as he began to help her get the eggs out of her rear, "I uh...Ngh...Thank you, Shem, ugh...You didn't have to come and help."

Shem shrugged, "Y'gonna carry my kids. I like you. 'Sides, I woke up without yah, felt kinda lonely."

When the final egg was popped out of her rear, her eyes seemed to light up and she reached to give the mosadillo a tight hug, "Oh, oh thank you, Shem. I'm sorry for leaving without waiting for you to wake up at least...But...I can't stay here you know?"

Shem snorted, "Easy. Then I'll follow you. But tomorrow."

She squeaked, "Excuse me?"

Shem repeated and began to curl around her with his eyes shut, "Tomorrow. Let's sleep for now."

Niche sighed and flopped back into his hold. Sure, she could argue, or she could just go to sleep and deal with it tomorrow. Well, it might not be so bad to have a mosadillo follower.