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Uninvited Guest of Autumn

Peace at last. The truce between nations may have been be tentative and temporary, but peace had been achieved for a short while.

After a decades long conflict between the northern land of the equines and avians as well as the southern land of the dragons, the leaders of both nations had decided to put a hold on armed conflict for the duration of the autumn and winter. The goal in mind was to use this time to re-establish trade between both bountiful lands, since they once had lived in unison and their economies complimented one another perfectly. The southern lands were gifted with plentiful farmland across the Golden Plains, while the north was a tropical jungle thick with fruits and herbs coupled with a mountain range full of precious minerals and ores that proved useful for building.

Too long had the dragon race been without the bounty of the north, and for too long had the equines and avians of the north been deprived of the bounty of the south.

Furia couldn't have been happier as he trotted along the path south of the capitol with his lover, Blue Bell. The two equines had fought in the war as royal knights, enduring new dangers every week and every battle, yet had come out alive through every conflict. Individually, they were skilled fighters, but together they were a force to be reckoned with, their styles complementing one another while their communication and synchronicity were both unrivaled. As long as they stayed together on the field of battle, they were nigh untouchable.

Luckily, all of that was behind the pair at least for a few straight months. Autumn was upon them and they had decided to take that vacation they had been discussing and reserving for the end of the war. The logic behind taking their personal time away from the fighting and the politics and the strife was that the cease-fire would either be the end of the war or it would start back up and be worse than before, thus lowering their chances of surviving until the end.

They were both in their natural, quadruped forms instead of the biped variants that had been used for combat. In their minds, the farther they got away from blood and violence, the better. Their time in the war started as steeds for nimble riders, but their knowledge of battle tactics, bravery in the face of oppression, and courage had encouraged the king and queen to recruit them for the Anthro Project, an experimental potion brew that would give them the form of the queen herself. This would give them the ability to not only ride into battle, but to wield weapons and become the dominant force in any given fight alongside a few dozen others.

Few took to the potions very well, but Furia and Blue Bell both adopted their new forms with ease, their bodies learning to emulate the transformative properties of the potions at will. Within less than a year of stop-start conflict, they no longer needed to be fed the potions and could instead alter their body between biped and quadruped at ease.

As such, it made more sense to them that a vacation would be spent on four legs instead of two.

"The leaves are always gorgeous this time of year, aren't they?" Blue Bell revered as she got a brief glance at the mountains in the distance. Though their homeland was a tropical region, the leaves of the trees were more susceptible to the chill of the season the higher in the mountains they went, as the altitude affected the temperatures and thus the color of the leaves. This meant that as they looked from the summit to the foothills, they could see a gradient of colors going from brown to red to orange to yellow to eventually a mix of green and blue at ground level where they were walking. Much of the northern tropics were made of greens and in some cases blue dotted by a rainbow of flower colors.

Furia leaned up next to her, shoulder to shoulder with his body towering over hers. "Not as beautiful as you." He said with a nicker, flattering her. It was not unlike him to be more affectionate and direct with her when not in battle, as he was a confident and powerful stud that didn't need to fake bravado in their day to day lives. He proved his strength in combat time and time again, and Blue Bell cherished him deeply and completely.

The pony mare swiped her tail at him to thwack at his haunches. "Oh, don't be so silly Furia. You know I'm a whole different kind of beautiful than the natural wonder of the land." She leaned back into him and hopped up to peck him on the cheek, the bell around her neck chiming as she did so. "So where are you taking me?"

He smirked down at her, one front hoof up in a display of heroics, head held high and feathering around his ankles blowing in he cool, gentle wind. "I have planned this for weeks, and I must say that the location to which we are heading is ... a secret!" He gave her a gentle wink before trotting forth, swaying his tail to get her in the face as he went by, hooves clopping on the cobblestone pathway to put some distance between them quickly.

She snorted and huffed before giggling and giving him chase; he may have been the larger and faster of the two with his long legs and big body, but she had a sinewy bounce to her step that gave her a quick start that allowed her to close the distance by abusing the element of surprise. After quickly catching up to him, Blue Bell nipped at his haunches and shouldered him on the flank, her characteristically playful nature showing itself as her cheek rubbed to his neck.

In response, he leaned back into her, nearly driving her off the pathway before he came to a skidding stop in front of her, using his body to stop her from going any farther. The intent was to have her barrel her way into him, but her relatively tiny frame allowed her to duck under his belly and emerge out the other side, smiling wide as she glanced back over her shoulder while he was left behind.

"Eat my dust!" She called back, picking up the pace and kicking off the stones for speed.

Furia chuckled to himself before rearing up and giving chase, his feathered hooves plowing through the fallen yellow leaves. She wasn't as fast as Furia, given her shorter legs and his tendency to train himself for speed, so he caught up to her within seconds and was able to side swipe her haunches with his cheek, knocking her off balance a bit. Once recovered, she quickly sped up to just outside of his bite range, making him chase her again so that the two raced through the forest on the cobblestone pathway, struggling to make the turns and tricking each other when a fork in the path gave them the opportunity.

Their path took them up the mountain, winding east and west in the foothills of the peaks that separated their nation from the one to the south, the leaves gently fading from green and yellow to mostly yellow before Furia once again caught up to her.

He gave her another playful sideswipe as he tried to lip at her haunches, but in an attempt to strafe away from him, she stepped on a tiny rock and rolled her ankle, body tumbling head over feet as she landed in a pile of leaves and grass off to the side of the path. Within only a few paces, he skidded to a stop and leapt around to see if she was okay.

As he stood over her, looking down, she stuck her tongue out and let it drape over the side of her lips. "Guh, a pebble has done me in, Furia! Whatever shall I do with the last moments of my life?" She joked, nickering gently as her hooves idly pawed at him, belly heaving with barely contained snorts of laughter. "I guess you might as well make glue out of me; this is it!"

"Oh, you cheeky mare." He chortled as he got into position with both of his front hooves on either side of her head, his lips nearly touching hers with their bodies out in different directions so they looked upside down to one another. He could see her exposed belly and pert yet tiny mare breasts between her hind legs, a delightful visual treat for him to feast his eyes upon. The two shared a brisk yet emotional glance before he leaned into her, lips pressed to hers in a gentle kiss. When they pulled away, he sidestepped around her so that he was standing directly over top of her. "So now that you've fallen and cannot get up, the battle is lost and now I must take my prize!"

Blue Bell slowly blinked, smiling as her pupils dilated and her ears flicked, hooves cycling up towards his chest while she shook her head to make her glistening mane flow. "Be gentle with me, sir knight, I've never lost before so I don't know if I can handle a stud like you taking me like a maiden."

Furia snorted, the warmth of his exhalation tickling her snout and the dainty hairs of her mane. "I wouldn't worry too much, my love. You know how I am." He slowly stepped back, lipping at her neck, kissing her chest, and pecking his way down her torso until his velvety snout was buried between her tiny, nearly flat breasts. The softness of the flesh there felt nice against his muzzle, so he pressed down and started bobbing his head, using the motions to caress and massage her as his lips lightly pulled on her nipples.

In response, Blue Bell's eyes closed and her breaths started getting deep and slow, her legs folding up and spreading wide as her partner's larger head prodded near her loins, his sharp blue horn teasing at her belly. Though she was trying to keep herself reserved, she couldn't help but let her loins twitch and her clitoris wink, vulva peeling back to expose her most sensitive button as a trickle of her arousal dribbled down between her lips and moistened her rump hole. The only vocalization that came out of her was a gentle yet wavering whimper as her lower jaw shivered in delight, which was still swallowed up by the rustling of the crisp yellow leaves blowing over and past them; not even her bell made a sound.

Though she may not have been vocally urging him on, the twitches in her loins and the tension in her spine made it clear that she wanted to feel more of what Furia had to offer. While he may have been enjoying the taste and feel of her petite breasts on his snout, it was the sudden wafting scent of her seasonal arousal that coaxed his member from its sheath, a trail of drooling precum dangling out of the tip of it. "My dear, I think you've sprung a leak from me." He joked, stepping back a few inches at a time to kiss and tug at her belly and inner thighs with his lips. "I don't suppose you did that on purpose, did you?"

"Skies above, never! I wouldn't dream of leaving my knight wanting, I might have to clean the leak myself, if that's what it takes!" The pony mare spoke the words, but remained prone on her back, eyes closed and legs spread with her body tensing up at the feeling of his lips inching ever closer to her plump vulva. She felt that ache of desire knowing that her lover was mere moments away from giving her the deep, passionate kiss she wanted, but wasn't there yet; all she could do was wink and make a bit of a mess in the hopes that her nectar would attract him.

Furia's nostrils flared up a bit as his entire body shuddered, the overwhelming estrus aroma invading his senses. The transformation the two of them frequently underwent had two distinct side effects on Blue Bell, both of which restarted her body to its default in different ways. His pony mare lover would always be at the start of her heat after transferring back to her feral form, and in addition to that significant change she would reclaim the purity of a virgin every time she transformed, making every time immediately after the shift feel like their first. This both excited Furia and gave him caution, as he couldn't imagine a tighter, more snug partner, but he also knew that it could sometimes hurt her and that was the last thing he wanted.

She writhed in place and idly kicked at him, hooves tapping his cheeks as she huffed. "Come on, Furia, what are you waiting for? Can't tease me forever!" She said with a wink - not an ocular one.

He gulped heavily and smirked up at her, the confidence returning. "See, now I want to make you wait even more." He teased, head still down as he lipped and kissed against each of her thighs. "I mean, are you sure you're ready?" He continued to kiss lower, his velvet snout rubbing up against the back of her haunches but never touching her vulva. "I can give you time ... to prepare ... if you'd like." He pecked at her tail, just missing her rump before nuzzling his way back up her other side, using his lips to tug on her flesh and fur from rump to thigh again.

Blue Bell arched her spine, whimpering in desire as she writhed and wriggled in place, clit winking and legs splayed out as wide as they can go. "Come on, Furia, this isn't fair and you know it." she used her front hooves to push down on his horn, trying her best to force his lips to meet hers, preferably as a vaginal twitch made a mess of his snout.

Instead of obeying her, he abused the fact that he was larger than her and stepped up over her again, his thick member dangling and drooling all over her, making a webby mess of slimy precum all over her dark velvet lips. "Is this more like it, Blue? Would you prefer if I take you like this?"

She bit her bottom lip and nodded, gulping and bracing herself for his member.

"Not yet, not until I've had a taste." He gave her a gentle nuzzle cheek to cheek before stepping back again, his withdrawal coaxing her to extend her front legs and head forward as if she was trying to stop him from leaving her. However, her protest didn't last long, as she calmed the moment she felt his muzzle press to her juicy flesh. Furia wrapped his lips around her clit to give her a gentle tug before letting go and burying his tongue in her, dragging it through her folds to capture as much of her essence as he could before gulping it down.

Her pony body shuddered in delight, hooves tensing up and tail flicking excitedly to slap her lover's neck with the silken strands of hair. She arched her back to push back down against him as she melted inside, more of her fluid arousal spurting out between her lips to soak Furia's snout. This was what she needed, this was what she wanted, and this was why she loved him so much, she knew that he would not stop until she was shaking in orgasmic pleasure.

Though her pleasure was paramount to him, he was also testing her to see just how fully she'd been restored inside this time. They hadn't mated since their last transformation and he could tell from the moment he plunged his tongue into her that she'd been granted what seemed like a nearly full hymen, only the tiniest of holes could be felt as a passage from her lips to her womb, and he knew that he would have to break through in order to bring her the pleasure she deserved.

But not quite yet.

Instead of lining himself up to mount her while she was on her back, he knelt on his front knees and pushed into her with his snout, head bobbing in gentle gyrations as his lips plucked at hers and his tongue prodded deep between her vulva. Her silken walls squeezed around him as her clit winked and her lips peeled away, giving him a delicious and up close look at the ruby red of her inner flesh glistening with the arousal she was secreting. She tasted wonderful, like honey and love in a kiss, her fluids smearing all over his snout and filling his senses as she ejaculated her excitement into his maw.

Blue Bell wanted more, she wanted him to cover her and fill her with his seed, but his experience with his maw and tongue was more than enough to satisfy her needs, so much so that her mind was starting to flutter with a thousand fantasies of being taken a thousand ways in a row. Her body burned with desire and her lips tingled with excitement, clit throbbing and pulsing against each and every touch. She knew that she would soon be cresting that familiar hill, but liked to make it a surprise to her lover so she could catch him and make a mess of him before he could pull away.

That, or she just couldn't bring herself to say words when she was in the throes of passion. Either way, she knew that she'd be about ready to burst and would have climaxed by now if he'd slipped that cock of his inside her.

Furia kept at her, bobbing his head and twisting at the top of every motion to caress her walls, the tip of his tongue prodding though her hymen to taste at her depths every time. He wasn't trying to break it, just loosen it up for when he was ready for her. Now, all he wanted to do was suckle on her flesh and rub his snout against her clit and prod at her pussy with his tongue, tasting and feeling and smelling every glorious bit of her body. His member throbbed to full mast beneath his raised hind end, the tip of it dangling down and nearly dragging along the ground, so much of it soaked with his own slimy mess that a single blowing leaf stuck to it for a moment before being eased off by the breeze.

This tiny distraction seemed like it was the right time for Blue Bell, who snorted heavily and pushed down as hard as she could go, grinding her loins to his snout as her pleasure exploded from clit to pussy and up her spine all at once, a forceful spray of her juices erupting all over him to soak his mane and trickle down his face. Another wink of her clit brought a second wave and another, less powerful gyration from her hips followed by a third and fourth, each weaker and more subdued than the last despite Furia still lapping and sucking at her, maw open to catch as much of her explosive outbursts as he could. Eventually, she opened her eyes and looked down at him, smiling.

He pull away from her, but he did open his eyes and grin as he kept slipping his tongue through her lips, the tip of it cradling her clit before his lips wrapped around it and gave it a gentle tug. The combination of moves coaxing another gentle squirt from her depths of her nectar.

Once she was done, Furia stood back up with his member still engorged, tongue bathing her until he was sure only his saliva moistened her folds, like the gentle stallion he was when on vacation. His eyes spoke to her as he smiled, licking his lips.

"Sir Knight." She said as she rolled to all fours, kicking herself up to stand next to him with tail raised. "Care to try your luck with that lance of yours?" She giggled back at him, shaking gently so that her bell started ringing. Her hips swayed gently as she pumped and flicked her tail, clit winking in unison with her motions. She remained in a playful mood - doubly so after being relieved of the tension that had built in her loins.

Furia tossed his head a bit, flicking his ears and straightening his mane in the process. "Did the maiden mare just question my skill with a pole arm?" He chuckled gently. The stallion leaned in and nuzzled at her haunches, nibbling at her flank while his horn gently teased her. Her estrus scent was still thick at that segment of the path, and his cock couldn't help but throb in anticipation of burying itself deep within those folds. He wasn't expecting her to ask for his member so soon, especially not after having him simply go down on her; he had expected her to get up and swallow him and coax his seed directly from the tap, but not invite mounting so quickly.

However, despite being caught off guard, he had been holding off quite a while by dedicating the first leg of their journey to her pleasure and his own desire had been building up to the point his balls were getting tight and cramped, a little sore. He needed release, whether it be by popping her reborn cherry or directly into her belly.

As he was nuzzling at her haunches, front hoof digging at the dirt and leaves, she swayed hard to lean into him, forcing her backside to aim directly at him. He had been taking too long and she wanted him to stop messing around. Blue Bell knew how much desire could build up in him and she refused to let him go without the pleasure he deserved. "Furiaaaa, stop messing around, I want to feel you in me!" She practically wined, widening her stance to prepare her body for his weight.

Once again, he snorted and chuckled, burying his snout under her tail to push it to the side before biting down on the hairs and giving a rough tug to pull her back closer to him. She loved that kind of thing, and he knew through years of being together that it would not only excite her but likely moisten her back up even after he'd licked her clean. As expected, she loosed a gentle spurt of her arousal onto the ground between them, splashing on the leaves before spreading her legs again and bracing for the weight of the larger stallion.

Like his lover, Furia couldn't hold off much longer. The teasing, the winking, the glorious mess, and especially that sweet estrus aroma and the earthly bitter taste on his tongue were all working together against him to inflate his cock beyond his control. The combined senses were so powerfully overwhelming that he couldn't help but slap it against his belly in anticipation, the motions spewing webs of his viscous precum all over his fur and the already-wet leaves that had been drenched in estrus mare secretions.

After rearing up only once, he was able to wrap both legs around her hips and lay all his weight down on her, his maw reaching forth so that he could bite down on her mane and give a proper tug to let her know he was ready and he would be in her soon. Despite their difference in size, she was relatively stronger and more than able to carry the burden of his weight, especially when she was ready.

Furia started to buck, with his cock throbbing to full firmness and flare partially engorging before even touching her silken vulva, but Blue Bell stopped him before he could plunge his member into her. She glanced back, twisting and tugging against his clamped down teeth around her neck to smile back at him. "Not in there, dear." She cautioned. "I'm not ready to lose my purity just yet, you should go around back for my rump aches for your length." She barely spoke above a whisper, but Furia's ears were always tuned to her voice and he heeded her desires immediately.

"Yes dear." He said through the gritted teeth that held her mane; he wasn't angry or frustrated, just couldn't afford to let go of the grip he had achieved. "Anything for my love." Though he did prefer his mare's honey pot, as the supple velvety nature of the flesh combined with the copious fluids there was a perfect fit for him, he had absolutely no problem going another route with her. With her request in mind, he tensed his loins a bit harder so that his member bounced up higher and stabbed at the underside of her tail as he bucked.

He quickly found his mark, letting his flare rest between her cheeks as the combined fluids of his precum and her arousal lubricated the doughnut of flesh between tail and pussy. There, he paused a moment to whisper in her ear before pushing forth. "You ready?" When she bit her lip and nodded back at him, he arched his back and pushed into her as hard and as deep as he could, plunging every inch of his cock deep into her rump with a juicy pop followed by a guttural squelch. He eased into her until he felt her cheeks pressing against his upper thighs, then he bucked again for the sake of dominance to knock her off balance; she adjusted and was able to regain her composure, rump twitching and clit winking at him as every bit of his member disappeared into her bowels, plump opening squeezing down to massage him past his median ring.

Though she was tiny compared to him, her rump had been well trained to handle all he offered, and unlike her pussy and the hymen that regrew, it didn't revert back to its natural form when she regained her quadruped shape. As such, her plump and supple mare ass remained soft and just loose enough to fit him with ease, meaning that he could go as hard and as deep as he wanted at any time without worrying about causing her discomfort. Of course, much of the joy of the transformations came from reliving their first time over and over again, but that didn't mean a little anal was off the table!

He huffed and whinnied at her, biting down harder and giving her mane a tug for leverage as he bucked into her again, slamming his hips to hers before relaxing and letting his veiny, bulgy member gently slide out with the aid of their combined fluids. Every subtle motion between them pumped his shaft in and out, its girth shifting and rotating every time he tensed a muscle or adjusted his balance. The steady stimulation mixed with the built up tension he had accumulated to inflate his flare within minutes of steady pumping, his orgasm coming dangerously close.

As a stallion, it wasn't uncommon for him to finish quick, at least in his feral form. He knew that Blue Bell had already been satisfied and now it was his turn, so rather than pull out and cool off, he yanked her hair again and slammed in deeper so that his head widened and plugged deep within her bowels, cock tensing and urethral ridge pulsing as he pumped shot after shot of his seed into her. She whinnied, her bell rang, his cock swelled with veins pulsating in time with his heartbeat, and her pussy winked arousal down his legs all at once for a few brief moments before he collapsed on her and let go of her mane, head drooping over her shoulder as his member started to deflate.

He could feel it, her walls loosening around him as his member lose girth and length. He could feel the slosh of his cum filling her bowels in the absence of his cock, the slimy mess coating him and burrowing in the wrinkles of his shaft as his semi-inflated flare sucked out more from her depths. Even as his cock tip popped out of her leaving her gently gaped with a creamy white leak, he could feel their combined fluids dripping off his length and forming bridges between them before falling into a messy, musky puddle in the leaves.

Blue Bell sensed that he was done, so she dug into the ground and slipped out from under him, leaving him to fall onto all fours while still heavily panting. She arched her back and forced out much of the creampie all at once before flicking her tail and closing up, ensuring the rest of the slimy mess stayed inside her. She smiled and leapt away from him, giddy and chipper once again while waving her tail to blow her scent back to him. "Good round one, but I think it's about time you take a break and we carry on, shall we?"

Furia snorted and nodded, giving one last pelvic tension to pull up the last of his retreating member into his sheath while letting his mess pool in the ground beneath him. "Wait for me, dear! Plenty more to see in the mountain paths!" He leapt up the incline after her to return to the cobblestone pathway, once again pressing up against her shoulder shoulder as they traversed the tightly bent zig-zag paths that led from the foothills to the summit.

As they left the cloud of their combined mess, a faint sound could be heard in the distance. Both Blue Bell and Furia heard the sound of branches snapping and bushes rustling up higher in the mountain, but they didn't think much of it. These areas were known for bears and beasts, but it was nothing they couldn't handle, especially not when they were together. Instead of letting a little distraction ruin their vacation, they pressed on together, close as they could get as their hooves clopped along the cobblestone with leaves blowing between their ankles.

Soon thereafter, once they made it up the first set of steps, they noticed the leaves around them had faded from mostly green with some yellow to almost entirely yellow with a blend of orange and red both in the trees and on the ground. Based on what they saw while in the village at the base of the mountain and for the first few legs of the journey, they knew that the higher they went the darker and closer to red the leaves would get.

Furia had an ultimate goal in mind, which was to take his girl to the monastery that marked the entrance to the caves that burrowed through the mountain and into the land of the dragons south of the border. There, the cultures of equine kind and saurian kind blended, which made it a wonderful resort for a vacation. He knew that it might be a tricky proposition to take her to a place that celebrated the enemies they fought on a weekly basis in the war, but he also knew that she was headstrong and didn't let such things get to her so she'd more likely embrace the culture and symbolism of unity.

Their pace slowed as they took a few breaks to admire the wonderful colors that surrounded them, the sounds and smells of the autumn season getting stronger the farther up the mountain they went. Each leg of their journey brought with it more and more leaves on the ground, eventually creating such a litter that they could barely see the cobblestone path that they walked and may have lost had the trees not so clearly been parted for them, guiding they and any other travelers up to the summit.

As they traveled, the air began to grow cool and crisp. While the temperature was not low enough to coax steam from their breaths, they felt like it could have perhaps gotten to that point when the sun went down and the moon came out. Such an experience seemed foreign to both Furia and Blue Bell, who spent most of their time in the tropical environment of their homeland and the plains of the dragon kind to the south. Blue Bell especially seemed to be a bit more affected by the cold, as she struggled to subdue a shiver that Furia still saw.

"Cold?" He asked, wrapping his chin around her shoulder to pull her into a hug.

She shrugged him off and hopped sideways away from him, her bell clanging. "Only a little, nothing a bit of activity won't remedy!" She moshed into him, slamming shoulder to shoulder before kicking off to bolt forward down the path, her hooves slamming on the cobblestone as she put distance between them.

Amused, Furia went to do the same but heard another disturbance above them towards the summit, this time accompanied by the caws of a hundred corvids taking to the sky in unison. Again, this should have worried him, but he knew that these woods were home to dozens of species of local beast, and the more reasonable explanation was not a monster but a bear rampaging through the trees.

He leapt forth to join her, catching up to her with ease before hitting a bend in the pathway again, this one leading to a winding stairwell that followed the natural contours of the mountain, weaving through rocks and trees to gain a tonne of altitude all at once. At the top of the stairs, they found a tiny altar to the skies - a chalice with feathers and fur and scales in it surrounded by torches meant to be lit at night to praise the skies.

Blue Bell stopped there and plucked out some of her mane - just a few strands - to put in the chalice next to the feathers. "You better put something in as well." She commanded. It was tradition.

He did the same, plucking some hairs from his tail to drop in the chalice. "Now we shall be blessed by the skies above and the depths below on our trip." He assured her, then nipped her on the rump to get her to keep going. "But don't slow down on me, we have a temple to visit!"

She paused and cocked her head to the side, ears up and a grin tugging at the side of her face. "So that's why you're bringing me all the way up here; it's not the beauty, it's the temple!"

"Can't it be both?" He countered. "The mountains are beautiful, and they take us to a wonderful place at the cave's entrance. Everybody wins!" He trotted up ahead to get her to follow, glancing back over his shoulder to see that she had hesitated a bit before joining him.

She rolled her eyes and sighed as she galloped towards Furia, biting his haunches before sidling up next to him, the two of them continuing on their journey up the mountain's side. Together, they trotted and hopped along the stones of the path, jokingly trying only to lay their hooves on the solid rock and not the lines between them, much like they did when they were still young. The leaves there had finally faded from yellow, to orange, and eventually red with them three quarters of the way to the temple. There, with only a few legs of the journey left to go, Furia stopped them in their tracks.

His nostrils flared out as he sniffed the air, hoof up in front of Blue Bell's chest to stop her from going any farther. "Do you smell that?" He asked of her, eyes wide and chest heaving in fear.

"No, what is it?" She admitted, widening her stance to brace herself, completely unaware of what it was he was referring to. She sniffed at the air and smelled only the crisp vegetative aroma of the fallen leaves and the brisk chilliness of the air this high in the mountains. "I don't smell anything."

"Are you sure? It's such a powerful scent and it's getting stronger." He turned his head to one side, then over to her as he took in a deep, long breath. "It's coming from this direction! Whatever it is, it's powerful, and it's altering my state of mind!" He gulped heavily and lowered his head, neck twitching like he was trying to shake something off or resist mind control.

She hopped to the side so that her rump was facing Furia - that way they could go back to back in case something attacked them - while sniffing at the air. "I don't smell anything, dear! What are you on about? What is it?" Her heart was racing and her breaths were ragged as she knew it wasn't like Furia to panic like this unless he felt threatened, and if he felt like he was in danger it stood to reason that there was something terrifying afoot. The part that upset her and worried her the most was that, whatever it was, she couldn't smell or hear or see it! This overpowering stench that Furia had detected was evading her!

"B-Blue Bell, I'm sorry, I can't resist this, it's too much, it's...." He shuddered one last time before pouncing into her, burying his snout under her tail with a force she couldn't resist, lips open and tongue sliding up between her folds.

The pony mare immediately leapt away, shocked by his sudden attack of her pussy, only to have her immediately realize that he was joking and that he was being foolish with her. In that split second between leaping away and breaking down in laughter at his fake-out, she happily lifted her tail for him again, hind legs spread to invite him.

Furia stepped forward and nuzzled at her lips, tongue cradling her clit before sliding over it and into her depths once again. "I just can't-" He started, then licked her right up to her still-tender rump. "-Stop myself! The estrus aroma, it's so overpowering, and its source-" his lips wrapped around her clit to to tug and release. "-utterly delicious!"

She craned her neck back to look over her shoulder, one eyebrow up as she chuckled at him, body rocking and bell ringing. "Oh Furia, you goofy stud. Why have you got to do-oooooo-" Her voice trailed off into a pleasured whimper as she felt his tongue prod at her depths, the tip of it catching on her hymen to give it a gentle yank before popping out with the rapidly produced lubrication that her loins conjured. As if on instinct, she arched her spine and raised her tail, pushing back against him with a gentle squirt to his muzzle to moisten the velvety skin there. As an added bonus she got to feel his horn raking through her tail's hair as he leaned back into her, tongue exploring her and lips kissing hers.

While he may have been cheeky and silly, the intense aroma that flooded him filled his body with a warmth that urged him to lean in pull on her lips, gently biting on her flesh and peeling her vulva apart. In that brief moment, he could actually see the thin membrane and the tiny hole of her hymen, the image of it immediately conjuring memories of their many other 'first time' encounters.

"What are you waiting for, stud?" Blue Bell asked, pumping her tail down to smack him on the forehead. She didn't mind a good tease, but now it was time for him to make with his promise to mount her, and she was ready for him even if her body was not. She knew that making him work for it would encourage him, so she stepped away from him and got back into position with her tail up and legs spread, clit winking to spew some of her arousal on the ground between them.

"I must say, my dear, I'm somewhat shocked." Furia mused as he licked his lips clean of the moisture she'd smeared all over him. "Here I thought you were an innocent, pure maiden for the knight, not some needy mare in season." His loins stirred as he spoke, cock engorging and filling out to dangle between his hind legs as it did before. Within seconds, it had grown to full size and girth, each of the veins throbbing and popping out as the flare expanded and a gooey mess extended to the ground beneath him. He wasn't intending to take her so soon, not until they made it to the temple, but this worked for him as well as anything else.

She was getting impatient, so she actually reversed into him, wagging her rump all the while. "Less talking, more mating, my dear." The pony lowered her front end and jerked her tail so that it fell onto her spine, fully exposing every bit of her loins from rump to clit, all juicy and wet with arousal.

Furia was still recovering from the last time he mated with her and was still tingling from tip to sheath, but that didn't stop him from resting his hoof on her haunches and pushing down to test her. As a stallion, he could have had another go at her within minutes of pumping her full of his seed, but this vacation was as much about the décor and environment as it was their pleasure and mutual enjoyment.

Once he was sure she had braced herself properly, he bit a her tail again and hopped up, wrapping his forelegs around her waist. She immediately got back to all fours and pushed back into him, eager to feel his cock in her. The enthusiasm from his mare made him especially hard, with his member spewing trails of precum all over her haunches and over the velvety flesh of her virginal pussy. As he leaned into her, he felt her warmth on his tip as her cheeks and lips cradled him, a trickle of her arousal sliding down the underside of his shaft to give him that tingling sensation along his length.

Blue Bell braced herself and closed her eyes, focusing her mind on her loins and the meaty cock that was prodding at her opening. She could feel the girth of his cock tip parting her lips, but he wasn't able to slip into her due to her hymen. "Go on, Furia, I'll be fine." She urged him, leaning back into his cock and wagging her hips to ease her flesh around his.

Truth was, he was trying to slip into her and was finding he was having a hard time. The stallion arched his back and bucked into her, cock nestled between her lips and cradled by her rump cheeks nicely, yet all he did was make her stumble forward a bit as his member proved to be too thick to slide into her. "I know, I know." He rumbled in her ear, front hooves wrapping even tighter around her hips to hold her in place as he tried again, this time gently easing forth instead of bucking wildly.

His cock tensed and his pelvic muscles twitched to aim him just right, the broad rim of his member cradled against the posterior wall of her vulva where both her lips met with her rump flesh. He could feel her lips widen and wrap around his head and the light cover of her hymen against his flare, but he couldn't seem to go any farther, as her pussy walls seemed too tight. Part of him - the kind and gentle stud within him - wanted to slow down and see if there was anything he could do to ease into her and make this easier on both of them, but he knew her too well to assume she couldn't handle him.

Though she was a far smaller equine, she rarely had issues handling the larger stallion in their many years together. Mares were a bit more malleable than other quadrupeds and even petite ponies could take full sized stallions nearly to the hilt, but she seemed tighter than usual. The hymen was making things challenging for him and her walls were squeezing tight even though she was fighting her natural instinct to wink and squirt all over him. Instead, she focused all of her mind on relaxing as she lowered her head, breathing heavily as she lightly wagged and pushed back, wagging her hips gently.

Furia felt this and did the same, tensing up his cock to keep it hard as he steadily increased pressure, the added force nearly bending his cock halfway before he felt a sudden shift and twist that let his member lurch forward. He felt a pop and heard her gasp lightly as her hymen gave way to him, his member slowly easing its way in a few tiny ridges at a time through her immensely tight walls.

There was a light trickle of what he thought to be blood on the underside of his member - a natural response to losing one's virginity - which he acknowledged and disregarded so he could push in harder and deeper. She wagged her hips and extended her front hooves forward for extra stability while pushing back and forcing him to sink as deep as he would go between her taut pussy walls.

"Y-you okay, Blue?" He asked, voice trembling a bit. Though he knew she was likely fine, he couldn't help but voice his concern due to just how tight she was around him. Her lips wrapped around the base of his cock like an elastic band, her walls constricting his shaft from tip to sheath with the strength of a vice around him, so much so that he felt that if he pulled out even a bit, her taut flesh would force him out in one sudden motion. That didn't stop him from gyrating his hips, the subtle movements feeling like whole thrusts against her taut, constrictive flesh.

Blue Bell was about to respond to him, telling him that she was not only fine but loving how big he felt inside her, but didn't get a chance to say anything before a violent crack could be heard up the hill near them.

Both equines turned to the source, with Furia still throbbing hard inside Blue Bell; he didn't dare pull out or risk not being able to get back into her due to how tight her loins were this time. Like the other times they heard a disturbance nearby, both wanted to assume it was nothing and move on with their mating. Unfortunately, unlike the other times, the threat was too close and too real.

A wingless quadruped dragon leapt out from between the red and orange leafed bushes, standing tall over the both of them with his lips peeled back in a snarl. He had earthy colored fur and a ruby red mane that went down much of his spine as well as red patterns all over his body that looked like battle scars. His vicious look was accented on both ends by a thick tail with a plume of flame-like fur at the tip and twisted horns atop his head. This dragon was so large that he dwarfed Furia in much the same way he dwarfed Blue Bell, which was quite a significant difference in size.

Not a beast that either Furia or Blue Bell wanted to deal with at this time.

A pair of blood red eyes wide stared directly at them as they stared right back, defiant and brave in the face of danger. Furia refused to bow down, hoping that this dragon would go away or back off instead of fighting. The three of them stood off against each other for a few minutes of tension with Furia still hard and still unwilling to pull out of his mate; part of him assumed that whatever this creature was, it would either move on, or it would just stare at them until it got bored. Either way, an observer didn't and couldn't stop him from gently grinding into Blue Bell, stealing a bit of pleasure from her even in such a precarious situation.

Blue Bell knew that she should probably prepare herself for a fight, but her vantage point was so low that she could see under the beast's belly with ease, and what she saw made her giggle. His sheath was dropping in much the same way Furia's had, a long yet thick equine-looking member revealing itself to her. As she pried her gaze away to look in the beast's eyes, she got an overwhelming sense of arousal washing over her again. Sure, she was aching for Furia's cock, but this was different. Their time in the military dealing with dragons had exposed the both of them to empaths, and she was slightly more susceptible to them than her mate. She also could tell that this was more than just a feral beast, as the glint in his eye spoke volumes to her, assuring them of his lack of bad intentions.

"Hun, don't worry about him, he's not going to hurt us." She said to Furia in a whisper. "He's not angry, just horny and hungry. Lower your ears, let him join us." It seemed like a foolish thing to say, but she was a strategist and could feel the dragon's desire like a wave of hot air swirling around her; she knew that the best course of action was to take no action at all and instead let this dragon have his way. Plus, in her estrus addled mindset, she looked forward to the possibility of hosting his cock.

"Are you sure?" Furia asked, his lips close to Blue Bell's ears. "He looks quite angry, but I know we could take him out if we needed to." The stallion offered a shallow buck into her, cock shifting ever so gently through her depths as her walls twitched and squeezed against him.

She nodded back at him, maw agape in a grin. "Trust me, dear. I promise he's not going to hurt us." There was no way for Blue Bell to be sure of that, but the emotions she was feeling from him were not that of aggression; as far as she could tell, the bared teeth and dominant pose were simply displays of power and desire. While her mind was clouded with the desire she felt for Furia and the sensations of his cock throbbing inside her, she still held enough lucidity to do some calculations in her head, calculations that told her that the chances of this dragon being a threat were minimal.

It was Furia who was worried. His mind was somewhat more muddled than his pony mare's, as his struggle to penetrate her had taken much of his concentration and the extreme tightness of her passage was entirely too snug to surrender. Had they been in literally any other situation, or even if he'd been in her more tender and accommodating rump instead of her virginal sex, Furia wouldn't have hesitated to prepare for combat, but now that he was in this special position enjoying a rare treat, he didn't want to give up on it and was glad to listen to Blue Bell for her guidance.

He lowered his head and smiled, bowing over his pony mare as she did the same, submitting to this dragon in a way in order to avoid any conflict; Furia had no intentions of fighting when he was comfortably cozy inside Blue Bell's Sex. "Fine, you win this time, but I really don't think he's going to fit, not even when I'm done with you." In his mind, he automatically assumed that this drake wanted at Blue Bell, as she was a beauty in estrus and the dragon appeared to be feral to him so the chances of the drake being enticed by stallion rump didn't even cross Furia's mind. He didn't mind sharing Blue Bell if she was complicit, and he was looking forward to watching this even larger beast take her like he had.

The dragon stepped forward, head held high as he growled and extended a talon to gently paw at Blue Bell's bell. Once he got close enough, even Furia could see the glistening black-fleshed cock dangling beneath him, as well as the gooey mess of precum that was beading up around his opening. Then, when Furia raised his head to get a better look at the larger beast's ruby red eyes, the dragon snapped and growled at him as if he were trying to exert dominance.

"Are you sure he's not going to attack us?" Asked Furia, haunches tensed up in preparation for any aggressive motions. Though this was meant for defense, he had to keep his cock hard so he instead used the shifting of his weight to slip his throbbing cock in just a bit deeper, his hips pressing to hers for a moment before he lightly tugged out with his flare creating a gentle suction against her cervix.

She nodded and stretched out, her front hooves as far forward as they could go while she waggled her hips against him. "I am entirely sure, lift your tail and let him have a sniff and lick, I'm sure he'll wait for me or go away, probably down the mountain to meet some rancher or something. Let them deal with it, we're on vacation." The more she spoke and the more she felt Furia's cock inside her, the more relaxed she became and the easier it grew to keep her lover inside her. Her sex had been lightly stretched back to its normal size in relatively short time, which was an effect of the transformations; while she regained her tightness and purity, her body adapted quite quickly to her partner's girth.

Both equines remained tense but comfortable with one another as the large dragon sidestepped around them, his one claw up on Furia's shoulder. This made Furia a little worried as he wasn't sure what the dragon's intentions were, up to this point it was assumed that the drake would wait for Blue Bell, maybe get a sniff or a lick if he was feeling adventurous. He acted much like a horse himself, rubbing his cheek down the stallion's flank before nibbling at his haunches and burying his snout under the tail.

"Good, have a sniff, and go away." Furia mumbled under his breath.

"What's that?" Giggled Blue Bell as she gave another waggle of his hips.

Then, as Furia was about to dismiss her, the dragon suddenly hopped up onto him, cock flexing and bouncing with every motion, squirting mess all over Furia's tail and cheeks amidst a series of light prods and the intense weight of his heavy body down on Furia's back. The stallion immediately gulped and yelped, taken aback by what was happening.

That was the very moment that Furia realized that this drake was not going to be joining him in Blue Bell or waiting his turn, but would be using Furia's own rump for his pleasure. A brisk moment passed where the stud raised his head and his eyes went wide before the dragon bit down on his neck and pumped into him in much the same way that he had to his pony mare; he had no choice but to raise his tail and minimize his resistance.

A sharp sensation shot up his spine as he felt his rump being penetrated for the first time, and while it was very uncomfortable for a few unpleasant seconds, he quickly found it to be quite enjoyable even as the dragon started to aggressively pump into him. The juicy squelching sound that came from under his tail was bordering on cathartic as it reminded him of his own times with Blue Bell, but that couldn't douse the regret he felt letting him in his rump. "I thought you said he wasn't going to attack us!" Furia whispered to Blue Bell, wincing a bit as the combined tension of throbbing dragon cock up under his tail and the pressure of teeth on his neck made him hoof at the ground aggressively.

The dragon bucked hard and with little care for the pleasure of his chosen hen, forcefully slamming his thick cock into tight stallion rump with reckless lust. His member, at least as far as Furia could tell from the feeling in his rump, resembled that of a stallion with a bulging flare and throbbing medial ring, with similar veins pulsing and a gooey hot mess filling his bowels. The motions of the dragon forced Furia's hips to buck at the same time, making a shallow wave between the three of them culminating in a deep and powerful thrust into Blue Bell.

She whinnied gently, tossing her head back to caress his lowered cheek, smiling as her bell rang time and time again in tune with the dragon - and subsequently Furia's - thrusts. "Oh darlin', he's not attacking you. It's a shame that you don't enjoy anal the same way I do." She gave him a kiss, then extended forward again with a broad smile and a gentle nicker every time she felt the weight of both stallion and drake pressing down on her. She was especially fond of the sensation of her lover's cock sliding in and out of her, every motion a subtle, shallow thrust that pumped only a few inches at a time.

Again and again, the dragon bucked and grinded up against Furia, slamming hips to hips against the stud with his cock throbbing and expanding with every motion. He kept his jaws clamped down on Furia, forcing him to stay in place as his hind legs shifted and his cock guided the stallion to follow, both of them twisting in place like a dance. Just when the dragon's cock slipped most of the way out of Furia's quivering tail hole, he slammed it right back in all at once with the force to nearly knock both equines over, the ridges and bumps along its length catching on the juicy folds within.

Furia noticed that, while he was uncomfortable and bordering on angry at first, he was gradually learning that having a thick and powerful cock pummeling his rump was actually quite pleasant! Only the plump anal ring itself was particularly tight, and his body seemed to open up inside only a half dozen inches in, which meant that each thrust passed through his rapidly weakening hole with increased ease. Alongside every violent attack at his tail hole, the dragon's tip kept slamming on the part of him that was overly sensitive yet gave him a feeling like he just had to cum, creating an overwhelming pleasure that threatened to bring him to climax before he was ready.

That was his pleasure spot, right inside his rump and just above his balls. The more the dragon pounded it, the more waves of pleasure coupled with mild discomfort filled his lower abdomen. While the sensation was foreign and unwelcome, he couldn't help but accept that each of the thrusts into him brought his own orgasm just a few steps closer to glorious release. Now he knew what it felt like to be Blue Bell, and it made him respect her for being resilient even more.

"Enjoying yourself?" She asked, gently mocking him for the look of discomfort on his face as the dragon slammed into him. "Hope you don't mind taking one for the team." As she spoke, she leaned back to feel the depth of penetration that her stud offered her, clit winking to spew enough fluid to trickle down the underside of his shaft and over his balls.

To her surprise, he nodded while keeping that twisted look of discomfort on his face. "Takes some getting used to." He admitted, front hoof idly pawing at the orange of the ground around them.

At that moment, the dragon let go of Furia's neck and raised his head to aggressively roar into the vegetation, the reverberations of his vocalization hitting the leaves with such ferocity that a deluge of fresh litter from the trees fell to the completely cover the pathway. At that very instance, his cock swelled to full girth inside Furia, applying the proper pressure to bring the stallion to his own orgasm.

Inside Blue Bell, Furia's cock flared up and plugged her as the sensations in his rump forced one full-bodied orgasm after another into her womb. Before long, her tiny body rejected any more of his seed and forced the cummy mess to squirt and sputter out of her taut pussy flesh at the same time that the dragon pulled out of Furia to leave him gaping with a torrent of drake seed trickling over his taint and balls.

As the stallion's orgasm came to an end, he tried to thrust one last time to feel his member once again filling his pony mare's sex, but his length was already retreating and wrinkling while inside her. Given how tight she still was even after a deep and powerful mount, he knew that he'd slide out the second either of them moved, her walls squeezing him and squishing his length both ways.

Two streams of cum - dragon and equine - puddled beneath Furia as he panted and whimpered, tail pumping down with every weakening ejaculation. He knew that he enjoyed the aggressive pounding his rump received, but felt ashamed to admit it even to himself,though he could tell from Blue Bell's smile that she knew. Next to his long ear, he could see the dragon peeling his lips back in a growl, proud of the deposit he'd left in the stallion's rump. Beneath him, Blue Bell smiled and giggled, each chuckle ringing her bell as she pushed of against the ground to stand up tall beneath Furia.

She stepped away from the two males, sliding off Furia's stallion cock to leave his deflating member to sway and leave a spiderweb of equine seed on the leaves. "Well, boys, I think it might be about time to head up to the summit, would you agree?" She raised her tail high and winked her clit, forcing out a thick gob of excess cum in one glorious splash to show the both of them. The empathetic broadcast from the dragon had almost entirely died down now, and she no longer felt his desires.

Furia tried to do the same thing by slipping out from under the dragon, but was stopped for a moment before being let go. His member twitched one last time as he kicked off the dirt and leaves to part ways with the eager feral beast, getting one last look before he arched his back and forced out as much of the slimy mess from his rump as he could. "Yes, I agree. So can we go, then?"

Behind them, the dragon seemed to have been pacified in the wake of his release. He was glancing around with curious eyes, his one talon raised to not step in the gooey spot. Not a hint of anger or aggression could be seen or felt in him from either of the two equines.

"Come on, darlin. We'll leave him here to his own devices, I believe you and I have a date with the temple." Her hindquarters shuddered as she forced out the last of her ejaculate with a wink, cleaning her lips before she gently lowered her tail back into place. "But you have to admit he could be a fun addition to our travels, right?"

Furia gulped gently, not wanting to admit what he felt when the dragon was pumping him with seed and pummeling his anal walls. "No, I don't think so. I want you all for myself, okay?" He walked past her up the path towards the next set of stairs that would take them up to the next level of the mountain, where the leaves were all red and brown.

Blue Bell paused to glance back at the dragon, who was now licking his claws clean, before bounding forth to catch up with Furia. She sidled up next to him, smiling and nickering alongside her lover while her bell chimed time and time again. Both of their rumps and tails swayed in unison, while both equines walked just a little funny due to how thoroughly they'd been mounted. A fitting show of solidarity between them.

It wasn't until they had made it to the next level past the set of stairs that they looked back and saw that the dragon was following them, eyes soft and caring and eager to share some affection. His tail swished like a puppy or kitten, maw agape like a gryphon. He just wanted to be loved, even if that meant that he got to crossbreed with a fellow stallion.

"Can we keep him?" Cooed Blue Bell, unable to contain her excitement.

Furia narrowed his eyes in disapproval, shaking his head. The negative reaction made the dragon chirp and take a tentative step forward, ears down and body drooping in sadness. Only then did Furia reconsider with a deep, full-bodied sigh. "Fine, he can come with us to the temple, but I can't promise anything beyond that!"

Blue Bell hopped in place and clacked her hind hooves together in happiness as the drake broke into a run to join them, his massive body nearly bowling the both of them over in the process. Furia wasn't entirely sold on the idea of inviting a pet to their play, but he secretly harbored a desire to see what it was like to be filled with hot dragon seed in a situation he controlled.

With a reluctant acceptance and well hidden desire, Furia guided both his mate and the feral beast up the path to the temple, where they could witness a different kind of fusion between dragon and equine cultures.