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The cafe was full of the low hum of conversation and the smell of coffee and baking bread. As long as you weren't trying to pick out any one conversation, it was fairly easy to ignore everything that was going on around you -- it was that kind of privacy that only being in a room full of crowded people could really afford you; anonymity in the wave of a populace.

Of course, the exception to the rule was when people came in and spoke above the natural volume that everyone else chattered at. There were people who did it for different reasons; a mouse in the corner ended up speaking above the natural level simply because she usually had such a soft voice that she had been spoken over three times. A horse in line simply seemed to have only one volume, and that was at least half a shade louder than everyone else around her.

It was only when the bunny and the skunk walked into the cafe that everyone realized the murmur from earlier hadn't really been disturbed; at least, not truly.

"And then I said to her, 'Look, babe, you're going to have to open your mouth wider than that if you think you're going to suck my whole dick in one go."

The chatter actually died down a bit at the flagrant way that the skunk spoke. All eye shifted to the back of the line, where the two had positioned themselves. They were both hermaphrodites -- it was only obvious because the leggings that they wore could hardly conceal the cocks resting between their legs. They were bigger than even the elephant in the room, and he actually shrank back onto his table at the sight of it, suddenly feeling a bit inadequate in comparison. Whether they had noticed that they'd grabbed the attention of almost everyone in the room or not, they didn't react to it. Instead, the skunk leaned into her friend and actually grabbed her crotch to give it a shake.

"I don't think that a hippo could open its mouth wide enough to take all of me in. Did I tell you what happened the other night when that size-queen that I've been screwing around with thought that she could handle anal with me?" Her mohawked hair was a vibrant purple, the same brilliant hue as her eyes -- those eyes were full of mirth and pure joy at the story that she was about to tell. Clearly, the bunny knew her fairly well, because she crossed her arms over her ample chest and arched one brow.

"Oh, I can't wait to hear this. I have to imagine you broke her."

"We weren't even an inch in before she starts yowling like I'm a cat, barbing her pussy or something. I swear, I've never seen a girl jump so high up in the air over one little thrust. Needless to say, we didn't manage to 'go all the way' like she was so sure we could do." The skunk was laughing, and everyone around them was staring all the harder for the way that she seemed so proud of what she was saying. It was odd -- some of them were even feeling the strangest stirring in their pants. There was something about the two hyper-herms, the way that they carried themselves, their confidence, their complete lack of giving a shit for the fact that they were talking about their sexual exploits in public as though they were in a locker room with just the guys...

Whatever it was, it was arousing.

"God, have you ever been able to have anal though, Anya?" The bunny put her hand on her hip, clearly calling her out on something. In response, the skunk stuck out a small, pink and pierced tongue.

"Hey, I've managed, thank you very much."

"With who?" The bunny sounded incredulous.

"Do you remember Pedro?"

"The bull?"

"Yeah."

"The pornstar bull?"

"Yeah."

"No way."

"Yes way, Cath. That man has taken so many things up his ass that even my cock fit. I slapped some lube on there and it was just..." The skunk made a fist and then clenched her fingers together into a circle. The crude motion that she performed afterward, slowly rubbing that fist back and forth against that circle until she popped through was enough that even the baristas at the front of the line had stopped doing their jobs. One was staring with such wide eyes that she didn't realize she was pouring coffee onto the counter instead of into the cup -- thankfully, the elk that she was pouring it for was so busy looking back and forth between the two women and shifting uncomfortably so that no one would see the boner in his pants that he didn't notice her dumping out his drink either.

The fact was, he'd always wanted to try anal sex... and the thought of two gorgeous women such as the skunk and bunny being the ones who showed him how? The way that they were talking -- so brash, so bold -- he could have creamed his pants just listening to them. He was worried that he was going to before the two were satisfied and left the cafe.

"I've never found someone who could take me. How does it feel? Was it that different, if he was really that loose?" Now Cath seemed completely intrigued, her eyes were slightly wide, and in her tight leggings, anyone looking could see that she was popping a boner.

"Oh, it was different all right. Do you remember that time that we tag teamed that fox? What was his name...?" For a moment, Anya shifted back and forth... "Simon! His name was Simon. He could swallow anything... and do you remember how tight his throat felt? Like a warm glove around the shaft, with his tongue all licking and slurping on our tips like we were the best thing he'd ever gotten into his mouth?"

"We probably were."

"Yeah, well... it was like that, but even better. Pedro was still tighter than any pussy we've ever wrecked -- and I could completely bottom out in him. It was crazy."

We -- the words 'we' were said so many times, and everyone around them couldn't help but draw in a breath. Imaginations were running wild, and almost every person in the room was imagining exactly what it would be like to be spit-roast between the two excitable herms. One woman actually went so far in her fantasies, her mind wandering to how it would feel to have her pussy stretched to such lengths, to how it would feel to try to open her jaw wide enough that she actually let out a small cry and had to sit down at the table where she stood, her legs crossing instantly so no one would notice the wetness between her legs. Her face was a flaming crimson, though it wasn't all embarrassment. The fact was, she couldn't stop the fantasies that were still flitting through her mind, and she ended up dropping her head to the table to make sure that no one watched as another wave of orgasm washed through her as the two friends continued to speak.

"Still, can you imagine how good it would feel to find an ass to wreck that wasn't already ruined." The bunny licked her lips for a moment, her eyes closing in utter delight as she let thoughts flit through her head. Her cock actually jumped in her pants, and a few more people around her let out the same whimpering moan as the antelope who had sat down a few minutes ago. Men crossed their legs, covered wet splotches in their jeans. Women cried out and some even sank to their knees on the floor.

"God, yeah. It would be so tight, like a little virgin cunt wrapped around the cock. God, can you imagine how hot it would be?"

"Hotter than anything I've ever felt, that's for sure." The herm's hand actually slipped between her legs, and she started to rub herself over the top of her leggings until a low moan poured from her throat. "God, we're going to have to hit the clubs tonight and see what we can find. Maybe we'll go to one of those bondage clubs where people are into pain... see if there's someone who would take us up on the offer."

All around them, hands were drifting into pants -- some ladies even pulled their skirts up without regard for the fact that people were looking. Behind the counter, even the barista couldn't help herself. She'd pulled one of the plastic spoons from the counter and had unsnapped her uniform so she could thrust the handle between her legs. She was biting her lower lip with the pleasure that was pulsing through her as she continued to listen to the two talk, as she watched both of them slowly began to rub their cocks for all to see.

"Mmmm... maybe we can find a bitch who would try to take us both. Can you imagine what that would be like?"

"She'd have to be a hippo--" And the hippo in the room actually let out a cry of pure pleasure, her fingers working harder at her clit until orgasm made her spill fluids all over the floor.

"Maybe an elephant--" And even the elephant, who had been so ashamed before was pulling his pud as though his life depended on it.

"Hell, maybe both. I wanna fuck till my cock is worn out, you know?"

"Mmm... God, that sounds really good. It's a date then. We'll put on something sexy and see how many cunts and asses we can wreck before the night is over."

All around them, people were dropping like flies, masturbating without restraint, cumming just from fantasy... until every person in the shop finally rocked to their knees, fell to the floor, slumped in their chairs... spent, pleasured, and only a little ashamed of how carried away they'd gotten.

As though the two had just noticed the fact that the cafe was silent, Cath looked up and furrowed her brows. After a moment, she turned to Anya with a frown. "We've been in line for an awfully long time, haven't we?"

"Yeah," and skunk and bunny both frowned as Anya turned her head towards the barista, who was still slumped over the counter from the orgasm that she's finally succumbed to. "Are we going to get any service here, or what?"

The barista actually had a moment of laughter -- it poured from her throat weakly, and she raised her head slowly, "I'll make you whatever you want on the house after the service that you two just gave everyone in the building."

And it was only the small smirk that flicked across the bunny's face that told the story; both of them had known exactly what they were doing... and they'd loved every moment of it.