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It was a nice-ish neighborhood, small lawns, medium houses, common cars in the driveways. Clean, but firmly middle class. Walking up the driveway from her car, Celeste lifted her sunglasses up to rest on top of her head, smelling fresh cut grass and flowers on the warm spring air. She sighed a little. Apartment living was cheap, but it definitely lost something. She tapped the little button by the door and listened to the sound of the doorbell fading away, humming softly.

The door opened to reveal a pretty palomino mare. Celeste held up the covered dish in her hand, grinning. "I brought carrot cake."

Angela laughed and stood aside, waving her in. "You know the true way to my heart."

The cow chuckled as she stepped inside and walked toward the living room. "Sorry, I know it's a little trite, but-"

"No, no, we're having coffee, carrot cake goes well with it, and I am a horse, after all," Angela called after her as she closed the door.

Celeste stepped into the living room and smiled when Candy stood up to hug her. "Hey, girl!"

The vixen smiled up at her friend. "Did I hear you say carrot cake?"

She nodded and set the cake down on the coffee table. "Yup! Homemade, too!"

Candy grinned as Angela walked back into the living room holding a tray that had little plates, mugs, a carafe, and three forks. "Oh, God, you're amazing. I still remember your cake from the bake sale. I had to stop myself from buying and eating the whole thing!"

Celeste laughed and hugged Angela after she set the tray down. Then she plopped down on the couch, arranging her sundress to strategically cover her assets. Angela poured out coffee for each of them, and there was a moment of silence as the other two women doctored their coffee. Celeste preferred hers black, so she just took a sip. She sighed as the smooth flavor washed over her tongue. "Mmm! Javan?"

"Sumatran," Angela corrected. She grinned at her friend, shaking her head as she took a sip of her own coffee, heavily cut with cream. "As smooth as it is, I still don't understand how you can drink it black."

Celeste stuck her tongue out teasingly. "How would you even know how smooth it is with all that milk in it?"

Candy laughed, stirring her own coffee. "Yeah, you're drowning the flavors."

"Says the woman with three tablespoons of sugar in her coffee!"

Candy shrugged and took a sip. "Mmm, liquid candy."

Celeste snorted coffee. "Uh, I can show you liquid Candy, if you'd like."

The vixen blushed. "Tease."

"Hey, you started it!"

"Fair," Candy admitted as she took another sip. She looked down into her coffee and muttered, "Might even be worth it just to get some."

Angela sighed. "I hear that."

Celeste cocked an eyebrow. "Trouble in paradise?"

"No, we're happy," Angela said, squirming. "I just...would like to get laid more than once every couple of weeks."

"Lucky," Candy retorted. "If I get laid once a month, I feel special."

Celeste blinked. "Y'all are joking, right?"

The other two women glanced at each other. "No," Angela said with a wry smile. "We're not."

"What the hell," Celeste said with a shudder. "I'd die."

Candy shrugged. "I mean, I can kinda understand it. John has so much going on at work, and we're both run off our legs with everything Harry's involved in. Guitar lessons, soccer, Scouts..."

Angela nodded. "Burt does Scouts too, and he's been playing piano since he was three, so there's recitals and concerts..."

"And John volunteers as a den master."

"Yeah, Greg does the chaperone thing and we both carpool the boys to functions."

"Oh, and, you know, school. Cause there's always something going on at school."

Angela sighed. "Don't remind me."

The two women shared a wince.

Celeste stared from one to the other. "What?"

The two women glanced at each other and sighed. In unison, they said, "Prom."

"I, uh, don't remember my parents having to do all that much for prom?"

Candy chuckled. "Oh, we have to rent a car-"

"And a tux, and help the poor clueless guys with corsages and boutonnieres-"

"-and apparently it's fashionable to make a huge spectacle of asking your date to the prom, and the guys need help planning and setting that up-"

"God, yeah, Burt did a musical ask, so we had to take him to the recording booth at the music store and pay for the time, and then we had to coordinate with the school to get permission to play it over the PA."

Candy chuckled. "Yeah. We actually rented a billboard near the school. A digital one, just for one day, but...it was a thing."

Celeste stared at them in shocked silence. "Holy shit. And you do all this and you don't get laid?"

Angela grinned. "Like I said, we're tired a lot, and Greg has to work long shifts at the hospital most days. There's a huge need for male nurses, you know, so they work him into the ground, and we always need the money, so..."

Candy nodded. "And you know John's a contractor, right?"

"Yeah," Celeste said, taking a sip of her coffee.

"Well, that means that when he's working a job, he's up to his ears in client demands, and since he's pretty much always doing at least one job..."

Celeste sighed. "Again, I'd die. I have no idea how you do it."

Angela laughed. "Do you even have a boyfriend? Or a girlfriend?"

"Nope. Never needed one."

Candy sipped her coffee. "Well, then you can't be getting laid that often either, can you?"

Celeste smiled mischievously. "The kids call it hooking up, Candy. I get laid just fine."

"Riiiight. So how often do you get some, Ms. Single-And-Free?"

"Every day," Celeste said, grinning into her coffee.

The other two women stared at her, mouths hanging open. "You're kidding!" Candy exclaimed.

"Nope."

"Every. Day," Angela said, disbelief written across her face.

"Every day."

"How."

Celeste giggled and crossed her legs. "Need I remind you that I have special dietary requirements? Girl's gotta eat."

Both women's eyes fell to her lap. Angela's eyes widened. "Oh. So...before you...eat, you...oh."

"Well, it is pretty sexy to most of the people who take a ride," Celeste said with a grin. "So I send them out with a bang."

Candy crossed her own legs, squirming in place. "Every day. Jesus. I mean, I knew you could do that, I guess I just...didn't think about what that meant."

Angela twiddled her coffee cup. "How big are you these days, anyway?"

Candy glanced at her sideways. "Yeah. I mean, we haven't seen you since high school."

Celeste cocked an eyebrow. 'About five feet fully hard."

Candy choked on her coffee. "Jesus."

"How the hell are you hiding it?" Angela wondered aloud, looking her friend up and down.

"Special underwear, tailored clothes, and a lot of practice," Celeste responded. She could feel it starting to twitch as they talked though, and she knew she wouldn't be able to hide it much longer if they kept talking about it.

Candy stared at the cow girl's lap openly. "Can...can we see it?"

Celeste shivered. "Sure! What's a little nudity between girlfriends, after all?"

She stood up and reached under her skirt, working to free it from her underwear. She sighed with relief as her balls dropped free to hang loose and her cock followed a moment later. She was a big girl, but she knew even the three feet she had soft looked massive on her. She sat back down, arranging herself carefully, and then lifted her skirt.

The other two women gasped as they looked at her, or rather at her massive dick. She felt it twitching and throbbing under their gaze, grinning.

"Mom, we're-holy shit!"

Celeste looked around to find a teen colt staring at her cock in open mouthed astonishment. Behind him, a fox teen was bobbing, trying to see what had startled his friend. She blushed and let him have a good look, enjoying watching his eyes go as round as his friend's, before lazily dropping her skirt, arranging it to cover her assets.

"Hi," she said cheerfully, as though she hadn't had her dick out in the middle of his living room. "I'm Celeste, I'm a friend of your mom's. You must be Burt."

The colt made a stunned noise. The fox boy put a hand on his shoulder, gently moving him aside. "H-Hi. I'm-"

"Harry, of course," Celeste said with a smile. The fox boy finally tore his eyes away from her crotch, looking up at her with a faint blush.

"Um, I hope you don't mind me saying this, ma'am, but you have an awesome cock."

Celeste laughed. "Why would I mind a compliment like that?"

Angela grinned at her son, who was still looking slightly concussed. "The boys think we don't know, but they really like cocks. Especially each other's."

Celeste grinned. "Oh really?"

Burt blushed, able to look away from Celeste to glare at his mother. "Moooooom!"

"What, it's true!"

The colt squirmed. "We're just friends!"

Candy snorted. "Mmhmm, sure."

Harry whuffed softly. "Well, ok, maybe a little more than friends, but...not like that."

Burt elbowed him. "Shuddup."

"We've been trying to tell you boys, there's nothing wrong with dating each other if you want to," Angela teased gently.

Burt rolled his eyes. "I know, Mom. We both like girls more."

Celeste grinned at seeing that Harry seemed to disagree with that, if the mild annoyance that crossed his face was anything to go by. "So a girl with a great big cock must seem like a dream come true, huh?"

The colt shivered. "Um, yeah. You're really hot."

She cocked her head, smiling. "Would you like to have another look?"

The other two women stared at her, and she could see the light of lust kindling in their eyes, but she focused on the boys. Bothe boy's eyes went back to her crotch. "Y-Yeah," Burt breathed softly.

She lifted her skirt, putting her cock back on display. She felt it stiffening under their gaze, the huge member waking up, twitching and shuddering like it was sniffing the air. Burt's hands jerked spasmodically and he started to take a half step forward, only to catch himself. She laughed inwardly at seeing his eagerness.

"Would you like to touch it?"

Burt's eyes went, not to her, not to his mother, but to Harry. Harry grinned. "We'd love to, if you don't mind."

Celeste spread her legs a little, smiling as her cock bobbed up and continued to harden at the prospect of the cute young things playing with her. "Oh, I don't mind at all."

The boys walked across the living room, eyes on the huge piece of beef on display. Burt reached out and touched it first, his soft hand caressing her shaft. Celeste bit back a sigh and gave them an encouraging nod. Burt reached out with both hands and began to pet and stroke her cock like a dog, running his hands gently over it. Harry grinned at seeing his friend hypnotized by the massive member, and reached out as well, running his fingers through the slit. It sucked gently at them and his eyes widened as he sat there for a second, letting it nibble and suckle on the little digits.

"Is...is it sucking on me?" he asked wonderingly.

Candy shivered as she stared at her son's hand, sliding in and out of Celeste. "Yeah," she breathed. "Celeste is a predator."

Harry's eyes widened. "Really?"

"Yup," the cowgirl confirmed, biting her lip. The boy's hand in her slit was making her horny and hungry. "My cock swallows people all up and churns them into a hot, creamy load of cum."

Harry shuddered and relaxed his arm, letting his hand slide in up to the middle of his forearm before slowly dragging it back out, making Celeste gasp at the teasing of it. She was fighting hard not to just slurp the boy down.

"You know," Angela said, her eyes fixed on the sight of the fox boy's hand disappearing into Celeste and then sliding back out, over and over, "we've never actually seen you eat."

Celeste grinned, panting a little. "You haven't, have you?"

"Do you think...we could maybe see it?"

Celeste shivered, fighting her body's attempts to start swallowing. "Absolutely!"

She opened her eyes and looked up at Harry hungrily. "Mmmm... you look tasty, cutie. Let's get you all churned up into a nice, creamy load."

Harry shivered and pulled his hand out completely. "R-Really?"

She groaned at the sudden emptiness of her cock. "Yeah. You've got me starving with that teasing you were doing. I could really go for a nice warm fox right now."

He blushed and licked his hand, tasting her pre. He looked over at his mom, his eyes wide. "Uh."

Candy shivered and grinned at her son. "You tease it, you feed it. Guess you're cum now, kiddo."

He looked down at her cock and smiled tremulously. "O-OK, I guess. What, um, what do I do?"

Celeste grinned eagerly. "Take your clothes off, stick a hand or a foot in, and relax."

Harry blushed harder, unable to take his eyes off the cock that was about to end his short life. He pulled his t-shirt off over his head and set it on the table, then fingered the hem of his shorts nervously.

Celeste smiled. "Here, I'll take mine off too."

She stood up and tugged her sundress off over her head, her massive breasts tumbling free. She let her dress fall to one side, standing mostly naked, her underwear tucked behind her balls, her legs covered in tights. Everyone in the room stared at her lush body and she ran her hands over her breasts, tweaking her nipples. "Better?"

He blushed, staring at her body hungrily. She grinned. "How about everyone gets naked, hmm? That way no-one feels embarrassed."

Angela and Candy got to their feet without a word, the horse pushing her jeans down to her hooves while the vixen reached back and unzipped her dress. As Candy stepped out of her dress, Angela pulled her shirt off. Burt all but leapt out of his clothes, hastily jerking his shirt up and then shoving his shorts down as he dropped his shirt on the floor. Celeste's eyebrows went up at the sight of his thick horse cock springing up to point straight out from his body, as long and thick as his forearm.

"I can see why you like that, Harry," she teased as the fox's eyes went to his favorite cock.

The other two women slipped out of their bras and panties, and in a second, the only person still wearing clothes was Harry. The fox blushed again as he looked around at al the naked people, and then pushed his own shorts down, his small fox cock bobbing up to slap against his stomach. Celeste licked her lips as she took in the sight of the boy, lean, but still a little soft around the edges, a tiny bit of tummy pudge just making him look a little younger. She sat back down and took her cock in both hands, moving it to point at him.

"Whenever you're ready, cutie."

Harry hesitated, swallowing nervously. "Um, would it be ok if I sucked Burt while you eat me? Last chance, sort of thing?"

Celeste smiled. "I'm fine with it if Burt is."

The colt nodded eagerly, stroking himself. Harry crawled up on the table and leaned back against his friend. He raised his foot paws up and took a deep breath. Ever so gently, he pressed one paw, then the other, into her slit. Celeste groaned and sighed with pleasure as her cock started to throb, slowly sucking in the fox boy.

Harry stared at his legs disappearing into the massive cow girl cock and grinned excitedly. He scrunched down lower on the table and tilted his head back, reaching up to grab Burt's cock. He pulled it down to his lips and lapped at the tip, drawing a moan from the colt. Then he placed it in his muzzle and braced his hand on the table. With three hard swallows, the tip of his muzzle was bumping against Burt's groin.

"Holy fuck!" The colt gasped, hands clutching at the fox's head. "Y-You've n-never m-managed that b-before!"

Harry chuckled around his mouthful, and they watched as the lump in his neck bobbed and moved as he massaged his friend with his throat. Celeste hummed softly as her cock worked away, up to his knees and going faster with each gulp. Harry moaned, panting at the sensation of sliding down a huge cock to become a load of jizz. He grabbed his own small cock, rubbing and stroking as he enjoyed his last moments.

Celeste heard a sound and looked away from the wonderful sight of her cock eating to see that Candy and Angela were definitely enjoying themselves. They were squeezed into Angela's chair, their hands on each other's pussies, their eyes glued to the sight of a teen boy being devoured. Celeste grinned and reached down to lazily stroke her cock, sighing contentedly as she felt her shaft expand as the fox slid in up to his waist. She reached under it, feeling the shape of his foot paws pressing out against her flesh. Harry was gasping and panting, and a moment later when her cock slipped up over his hips, pinning his hand to his groin forever, he let out a whimper around Burt's cock and shot his last load.

She shivered, loving that he was enjoying himself, watching as he straightened out. His hand was resting on Burt's waist, holding the other boy in place as he sucked him off hungrily. Burt's eyes darted back and forth between the sight of his friend deepthroating him for the first and last time and the cock devouring the fox, sliding up to his chest now. He was panting and stroking Harry's head, his hips jerking as he microfucked the other boy's throat, making small, desperate noises in his need to cum.

As her cock slipped up Harry's neck, Burt's eyes crossed at the double tightness and he grunted, shooting his load down his best friend's throat. He moved his hips slowly, fucking Harry into her cock, and she moaned at the sight and feel of it. The tip of the boy's muzzle vanished and Burt's hips pressed against her cock, gasping softly as the feeling of the boy wrapped around his cock was replaced an inch at a time with the feeling of her cock sucking on him. Harry's arm slid in slowly, his hand petting and stroking his friend's fur until it was sucked into her hungry cock. Burt pulled his cock out with a grunt of effort, the slick flesh popping free of her hungry slit a moment after his friend vanished completely.

Celeste lifted her cock up and treated them to the sight of Harry sliding down it, the obvious bulge of the boy disappearing into her balls. The tiny lump of his hand vanished last and her head fell back in ecstasy. Her balls clenched and squeezed and she let out a soft moan of delight as she felt the boy collapse into a pool of jizz.

"Ahhhh, there we are," she said breathily, stroking her cock. She was incredibly turned on, and she knew she wouldn't last long. She opened one eye and looked at Angela. "A-Anywhere in p-particular y-you want h-him?"

Angela shivered, her fingers diving into Candy's pussy. "Spray him on his mom," she whispered.

Candy shuddered and nodded eagerly.

Celeste grunted as she turned and gave her cock a few more squeezes and then let out a long, breathy moan as she started to spew. The first blast coated Candy's face, splashing Angela into the bargain. The cowgirl grinned beatifically as she slowly moved her cock down, pulse after pulse of Harry's remains shooting out to utterly soak his mother. She came for almost a minute, and then she collapsed back, panting.

Candy was a white, gooey mess from head to toe. As Celeste watched lazily, Candy raised her hand to her lips and tasted her son. Something about it did it for her and she gasped and shuddered as she came, clutching at Angela's messy arm. The four of them sat there, panting in silence as three of them came down from their highs.

"Seems a shame," Angela said softly, hand still working her pussy, "to break up such a long running duo."

Burt and Celeste blinked and looked at her. She nodded at Celeste's cock, eyes on her son. "How about you join Harry, kiddo."

The colt hesitated and looked around the room, seeing three women eager to see him melted and splattered. He swallowed and looked at Celeste. The cowgirl grinned. "Seems like you've been nominated to make a mess of your mother, huh?"

The colt nodded shyly, looking nervous.

"Well," she said, nodding at the tip of her cock, not feeling like moving enough to point it back at him, "hop in and we'll melt you down into a nice load."

He looked at his mother one last time, and then let out a sigh. He shivered and walked over to kneel down between his mother and her cock head. He stroked it slowly, coating his hands in the remains of his best friend. He leaned forward and licked up a gobbet of Harry off the tip of her dick, and moaned, then simply pressed his muzzle into her slit, chasing the taste of jizz. She gasped and her eyes rolled back as he braced his legs, pushing his head in almost faster than her cock could swallow. She grunted and bit her lip as her cock stretched to accommodate the colt's broad shoulders, pinning his arms to his sides.

Burt seemed to be taking to the idea of becoming a splotch of jizz even more than Harry had, using his legs for leverage to push himself into her cock, force feeding her his torso in a matter of moments. He paused and grabbed his cock with his free hand, pressing it up and into her much bigger one. She grinned and flexed her ass, pulling him off the ground. She grabbed her cock and pulled it upright, stroking over the colt's face as gravity worked with his eager squirming to feed him into her faster that her cock could have swallowed him alone. She grinned at the feeling of the colt licking the inside of her shaft, devouring as much of his friend as he could before he joined him.

Angela let out a moan as she watched her son's legs pinned together, crossing demurely at the ankle as he was gulped up. One big gulp and he was buried up to his knees in cow. Another and only his hooves were still free. Celeste bowed her head as she felt his head enter her balls, his hooves disappearing from sight. This close to her last orgasm, she was shaking from desire, and fighting the urge to just shoot the boy back out. She wanted to feel him melt first, wanted to see his mother wearing him.

It seemed to take forever for the colt's hooves to slide into her balls, the boy curling up in a ball in the tight space. Celeste's hands began flying over her cock as she let it fall to point at Angela, who was breathing hard as she watched the cow's balls. There was three huge clenches from her balls and she let out a sharp groan of release as he was melted just a second ahead of her orgasm.

She let her head fall back, not bothering to aim this time as she exploded, a wave of Burt flying out to splat against his mother's fur. Angela wailed with release as her son was pumped out onto her, opening her mouth and getting a faceful of him when Celeste's cock jerked upward as it throbbed. She ran her hands over herself, rubbing the sticky remains of her son into her skin as she writhed in orgasm.

Celeste sighed happily as she felt her cock start to dribble, the last of Burt dripping onto the carpet. She ran her hand over her cock, feeling it start to soften and shrink back to a slightly less enormous size. Her balls tingled pleasantly as they always did after a good meal, and she felt nicely content. As the women recovered, Celeste had an idea.

She sat up and retrieved her coffee cup, holding it under the tip of her cock. She ran her hand up the underside, wringing out a little bit of the combined remains of Harry and Burt into her cup. As Angela and Candy watched, panting, she picked up a spoon and stirred her special creamer in, then took a nice slurp.

"Now that," she said as she sat back, grinning at the sticky women, "is the kind of creamer I enjoy."