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"Welcome to North Oritani Middleton University. Yes, we're aware of the abbreviation and I'll bet it's why most of you are squirming in your seats! Hopefully soon, you'll be squirming in each other, too!" Dominica said.

Drake Zania watched hungrily, as the horse's heavy bust bounced in front of him. The tight t-shirt stretched across her bust, forcing the emblazoned "Nom University" logo to strain to contain her mouthwatering boobs. It was a herculean effort for the thin cotton. If Drake didn't know better, he would have guessed that the sheer fabric was designed to be see-through while stretching. He didn't have to guess since Dominica had recently finished explained that was a major consideration by the student council. He was relatively comfortable staring, considering that the horse's head-and-a-half height difference put her pert nipples right in front of his face. After a few long moments of showing off, she took a step to the side to shove her chest into the face of the brightly blushing dragonite beside him.

His eyes didn't leave their guide as she moved away from him. Dominica had the rapt attention of the entire small crowd of prospective students, from the chipmunk on his other side. His eyes were elsewhere. The canopy-clinger's pants were bulging as his brown eyes locked onto her panties. That purple thong flashed out from underneath a skirt so short that Drake wasn't sure if it was just a wide belt. Every time the mare turned around, her thighs spread enough to flex her firm asscheeks and let her cameltoe take the stage. After thoroughly embarrassing the dragonite, she turned again to throw her hands up towards the sky, framing the large building she'd been leading them towards.

"So, like, yeah! I know, I know, on with it. So here's the administration building! I'll bet all of you have had experience with its crazy winding hallways and the weird smell of Dean Genesis's incense while you were getting all your application paperwork straight. Now, I'm not gonna give a tour of that one right now, since it'd take a lot longer than we have. But remember, the secretaries are really good at directing you around the place and Ms. Mattok has an absolutely mind-blowing tongue. She's a doberman, works the front desk with a rack like mmm!" Dominica explained breathlessly, reaching down to cup the air a few sizes in front of her generous tits.

Drake looked up at the building. Each campus construct was different, but this was a strange one even among them. Nothing about the angular construction was welcoming. It was a far cry from the cozy brickwork and distinguished arches of the administration buildings many campuses built. Instead, it was tall and severe and seemed to stare down at the approaching brick footpath leading to the wide front doors. The huge portal seemed to be inspired by the gaping maws of castles, with a pair of thick oak doors with ornate ironwork laid into a grid of twisting metal with sharp, iridescent rose blooms. A pair of thick iron loops, shiny with use, promised entrance into the mouth of the building. "Why is it such a strange example of modern architecture? It's quite an odd choice for an administration building. My family would never build something that looked so much like an, ah, prison!" The chipmunk said, barely keeping the huff out of his voice.

Dominica giggled pleasantly. "Oh, Francis! A good question! The building was designed by one of our Alumni, one Adrian Rink, who graduated many years ago. He has gone on to design a great many, well, penitentiary facilities all over the country, but a lot of other buildings, too. I think the headmistress likes the look, especially when she's being strict!"

The chipmunk looked a little unsatisfied with the answer. His arms crossed in front of him as he looked up along the flat face of the tall spire that jutted up against the building like a knife from the earth and gave a little harrumph. Dominica cheerily ignored his displeasure and looked around again. "Oh! That's another thing. Never, never ever giggle at her name, and always call her Ma'am, or Sir, or Principal Featherduster. Or Mistress Featherduster, but I think that she'll tell you when to switch from Principal." She bubbled, waving her pointer in the air to signal them to follow her.

She set off again, with the meandering group behind her in tow. They looked around with wide eyes as she led them through a central courtyard, pointing to buildings as they went. There were few students out on the green, since the start the semester was still two weeks out. It wasn't deserted but the few semi-clothed students already there were rushing back and forth between buildings, bouncing between teacher offices, the administration building, or heaving boxes up into the dorms. They had nearly reached the next set of buildings, a series of 5 story, hotel-like barracks when Dominica squealed at another student rushing back towards the admin building. "Ohmigod, Robin!"

Robin was a stoat with tits large enough to distract everyone for a few moments. By the time the group was able to puzzle out the rest of her, Dominica had already rushed forward to greet the stoat with a greedy hug. Drake bit his lower lip as Dominica made a display of burying Robin's head inside her bust as the stoat's huge rack squished against the horse's midriff. "Ah, Dommie! I'm surprised to see you, and I love the hair!" She said, her voice muffled by the horse's boobs.

"I know, right! Now you're a proud little sophomore! It's a big achievement for a bounded critter. How many more do you have on you?" Dominica asked, pulling back from the hug to let Robin answer.

"Oh, I think I have about five left! I was actually on my way to go see Dean Genesis to make sure...I got a little drunk during some of those sorority parties last year, so I might have lost count a little." Robin replied, a little blush on her cheeks as she reached back to rub the back of her neck.

Dominica grinned, leaning down to kiss the stoat. Their tongues locked and the mare's hands came down to slip inside of the stoat's bikini, her hands sinking into her friend's cushy boobs as she openly fondled her in front of the tour. Drake watched with wide eyes as Dominica's fingers massaged the stoat's wide nipples and showed off the jiggling flesh to the incoming freshmen as they shared in a deep, lewd kiss.

Robin was even more shameless. Her tongue shoved itself into Dominica's mouth, pointedly bulging out her cheek as her hands reached forward, pushing past the inside of the horse's thighs to slide the mare's panties to the side. One hand grabbed the inside of Dominica's thigh to steady her as her other hand slipped into that winking slit, working her eagerly as they made out.

After a few long moments, Dominica pulled back from the kiss. She panted as she arched back, giving a light moan with half-closed eyes as Robin worked her fingers deep into the mare's clenching slit, a grin across her face as she pleasured her friend. "Ahh, I wouldn't be surprised. Mnf, you were quite popular at those parties, but it'd be a shame to miss those awesome tits. Lemme know what Doc Genesis says, girl, I have half a mind to dibs your 1!"

"Ooh, that'd be hot! Yeah, totally, I still jill to that video you took of me last time! Best 5$ I ever lost, betting that I wouldn't fit. But I gotta make the appointment, I don't want to waste anything if he needs to read another student after me." Robin said.

"One more kiss, just in case you did miscount!" Dominica said.

Robin grinned and nodded, but the tall mare didn't lean down again. Instead, her legs spread and she straightened up to stand tall above the stoat. Robin grinned wide, crouching down to stuff her muzzle between the horse's legs, her fingers spreading inside her slit to let the stoat messily make out with the mare's slit. Drake felt a slight blush crossing his cheeks; he turned to glance at the rest of the entranced tour. The dragonite had a face so red that it burnt down to his neck and it looked like he was about to die of a heart attack. A few of the other bolder creatures were hiding their hands in their pockets or stroking through their pants. A few of the others looked completely uninterested, however; one big football scholarship-looking tauren was messing around on his phone.

Drake took a moment to crouch down, licking his lips as he raised his hands. His thumbs and forefingers framed the scene as he searched for the best view. He ended up crouched all the way down, bracing himself with his tail as he 'recorded' the stoat's tongue sinking into the mare's slit. Robin noticed him, turning her head to give a wink to the 'camera' as she spread her fingers more, giving the dragon a hell of a view as her tongue sank into Dominica's splayed folds.

It didn't take too long before Dominica was squirming and letting out hot little gasps of pleasure, her hips working to grind against the stoat's tongue. Her honey dripped down the other student's chin, but she reached down to gently push Robin back. "Ah, oh, don't want to make you late, girl. Make sure he gets some of that lovely tongue too!"

Robin licked her lips as she stood, reaching back to pull off her bikini top instead of straightening it. She grinned up at the horse, laying a wet, sticky kiss on the mare's belly before turning back to start trotting off towards the administration building, twirling her bra on a finger. "I shouldn't hold you guys up either! I'll see you around, Dommie!" She said.

Dominica took a moment to readjust her panties over her slit with a lopsided smirk at the rest of the stunned tour. "What? Just a friendly kiss, I'm sure they told you what you were in for." She said.

"So, like, that kinda stuff just happens all the time?" A wolf asked.

"I mean, yeah? Considering the rest of the stuff going on, that's basically a hug. I'm surprised we haven't seen anybody getting eaten yet, but I guess everybody's still trying to move stuff into the dorms." Dominica replied, gesturing for the rest of the group to follow her.

"Haha, nice!" The same student replied, punctuating the sentence with the clap of a high-five against the bicep of the beefy tauren beside him.

Drake glanced back to the blushing dragonite, who's embarrassment had done nothing to subside. He grinned to himself, thinking he'd be doing pretty well with the other girls if this nerd was going to be his draconic competition. He crossed his arms and grew a smirk, trotting along close on the heel of Dominica to lead the way for the rest of the group. He wasn't fooling anyone, not with the way his eyes were glued to the mare's wide ass. It jiggled with each step, the string of her thong long gone between her wide cheeks.

It was a short walk from the spot of their exhibition on the green to the doors of the first dormitory building. She led them inside, only slowing her step as she pointed out the mundane things on the ground floor. "So like, each residence hall is kinda set up like this. The two oldest ones only have stairs instead of the elevators so moving is totally a drag. There's an extra bathroom and a laundry room on the bottom of each one, but then there's the desk in the lobby here. All the RA's take turns each day here, so there's always somebody around to answer, like, questions and stuff. It's stupid boring though, so we're always willing to talk or let people hide under the desk. Oh, yeah! We'll also always have like, extra condoms and lube and stuff for free, too." She said, barely breaking step as she led them past the foyer back into a tight hallway.

"So like, yeah, they're just little apartment things. Not much space, but what're you gonna do, right? So when you get your handbook there's a lot of things that they don't allow. Weapons and stuff and drugs and things, and the RA's will do inspections and stuff. For the most part, we're pretty chill as long as you're not doing anything illegal." She said.

There were a few people already moving into the first-floor dorms, but as they reached the end of the hall she gestured into an open door. "Yeah, so this one has a double room and two single ones. They're around a little common room and you have your bathroom and a shower stall. They're separate from each other, so you don't have to wait on the bathroom if you just need a shower, too!" She babbled as the group peered around the small apartment.

The dragonite blushed as he looked at the setup, with the shower's glass doors opening right into the common room. "A-are they all set up like, uhm, like..." He asked, waving his hand at the stall.

Dominica glanced over and nodded. "Oh, yup!"

"B-but, it's glass, and..." He trailed off.

Dominica shrugged. "What? I mean, a lot of the first year classes ban clothes and stuff, so you probably better get used to it! I'm sure you'll find it's a lot more fun, since, like, soapy tits look awesome smooshed up against the glass!"

The dragonite blushed out to the tips of his earfins, nodding. He took another look at the glass doors and gulped. Dominica chuckled, licking her lips as she strode over to the shy one. "Ohmigod though, you are the cutest little thing. As long as you don't die of blushing, they are just gonna eat you up-ohmigod! What is this thing?" Dominica rambled.

The dragonite's hands had shot up to his muzzle, clamping it shut as the mare's hand gripped the bulge traveling down the leg of his pants. Drake leaned around to get a better view, his jaw dropping as he calculated out the dragonite's length. The tip of the male's cock bulge reached past his knee, and the shaft was large enough that Dominica's fingers could barely reach around half of it. Her fingers gripped and stroked along the dragonite's bulge and a grin crossed her muzzle as she looked back up to make eye contact with the dragonite. "Oh man, you are, like, gonna be so popular as soon as you start showing this monster off!" She said.

Drake immediately hissed to himself and crossed his arms, trying to keep the red tint of jealousy off his cheeks as he watched the other dragon, all useless and shy, get the big mare's attention. What a waste of a cock, Drake thought to himself, glancing down at his own bulge. It only surprised him a little bit that his shaft was rock hard in his jeans. He wrote it off as him enjoying the various other shows he'd seen already, but shards, that dragonite had to be way more than a foot! He was wider than Drake's forearm, and...

Drake tore himself from the view, looking off to the side. His dick throbbed painfully down the leg of his pants, and his arms squeezed his chest. He focused on the ass of chipmunk beside him, trying to ignore the way that the short male admired the dragonite's bulge and the little noises of pleasure squeaking from the dragonite. Drake endured a few more moments of Dominica cooing over and complimenting the other dragon's size before he snapped. "Can we keep going? This dorm isn't that interesting."

Dominica giggled, leaning down to plant a kiss on the dragonite's muzzle. The male reached up and grabbed his antenna, looking away with a red face as she left a red mark on his cheek. The lipstick was almost the same color as his blush. Good, Drake thought, then it'd be easier for him to ignore. "Oh gosh, sorry! It's like, stupid easy to distract me with massive dicks." She said, "Follow me then, and we'll head through the food hall to the general studies building."

Drake smoldered with the statement, though he couldn't help himself but reach down to adjust his bulge by stroking it a few times. He led the way behind the mare as they squeezed back into the tight hall and a short walk led them out a small door at the end. They moved back towards the center green of the campus to pass several more ranks of residence halls. Francis looked up, counting the windows in his head. "There must be a lot of people on campus to need this many halls!"

Dominica grinned and nodded. "Oh, of course! There are nearly twenty thousand people enrolled each year. Last year, we had twenty-two thousand, eight hundred and eighty. The halls are mainly for the freshmen and sophomores, with the freshmen usually being about 50 percent of the enrolled population. Most of the upperclassmen live in the apartments nearby or in the greek colleges, though there's a smattering in the halls, too."

"Fifty percent freshmen?" Drake asked.

Dominica grinned even wider. "Oh, come on! Like, I guess there's no beating around the bush about it at this point. I'm sure they went over it when you signed up and they told you that most of your 100 level classes were going to be things like "Intro to Vore". Most people have quite a few reforms, and probably about one in three have as many as they like."

Most of the group nodded, though a couple blushed and looked around; perhaps it hadn't sunk into them until that moment. Dominica giggled again, looking over her shoulder at them as they moved up to the squat two-story building that separated the dorms from the brick general studies building. "I, for example, am an infinite. That means I can get vored as many times as I want...At least, I think I can. Dean Genesis can actually tell you how many times you can get munched for certain...as long as he eats you first. I haven't gone for it, though, but most non-infinites have anywhere from about five to about twenty reforms and I'm past that by..." She started, making a big show of counting on her fingers, "Like a bunch! So, long story short, we have really big freshman classes and pretty small upperclassman classes."

That sunk into the tour with a few audible gulps and more than a few visible blushes and erections. Dominica grinned as she stepped up to the wide double doors of the mess hall, holding one open to let the tour in. The clean tile floors welcomed them into a hall that resembled the sort of food court a strip mall would have if it was a mall built around the other meaning of 'strip'. "So like, your freshman year is totally fun! You mainly take vore classes and try to get eaten as much as possible. So, like, don't hesitate to try whatever, you know, and live a little!"

There was a murmur of agreement through the crowd; nobody there had signed up for a college called NOM-U without knowing what it entailed. Dominica changed subjects with a grand wave of her arms, directing their attention towards the large food court. Tables and stacks of chairs had been pushed up against one wall for the summer clean, leaving the clean tile and the various pole dancing stages spread out over the newly waxed floor. "So, like, everybody likes food, right, but everybody knows how crappy school food tends to be? It's totally not like that here. There's some actual franchise restaurants down on the east wing, but the food they serve around the edges of the hall is actually really good. If you're super hungry, though, there's almost always somebody playing on the poles; they're not just for entertainment while you eat, you know!" Dominica said, gesturing wildly to the various corners of the room.

"So, um, how do the meal plans work?" One of the tour members asked.

"Oh, like, it's pretty simple, Killian. Each meal plan has a certain number of meals you get a week, and pretty much nobody eats all three here. Some people barely even touch them! There's plenty you can cook in a dorm, and they let you have, like, those fancy magneto-tron induction stove thingies now, so that helps too." She said.

Killian nodded, letting out a breath of relief. "Oh, and here I thought you were gonna say that people just ate each other instead."

Dominica giggled and nodded. "Oh totally! But there's plenty of ways to eat people, too, that don't fill you up. Well, I mean, fill you up like that or anything! But yeah, you can also volunteer on the poles, too! If you show off, somebody'll be by to snap you up and then you miss a meal anyway and you get a couple extra meal tickets...But I mean, it's not like the people up on the stage cost meal tickets or anything. I wouldn't worry!"

The mouse blushed and bobbed his head faster and faster as the horse talked, squirming in place. Dominica was far from finished, however. "Oh, man, I've done that a couple of times! There was this one time where Mistress Featherduster's python was hanging around, and I was on the pole. He was so interested in me, coiling around a leg and grinding along my pussy, it was great! Disappointed a couple of the jocks that had their eye on me, though, but damn if I didn't look awesome dancing my way down into that big man-eater."

By the time that Dominica had finished her story, the mouse looked like he was going to explode. It didn't help that she emphasized some other parts of her story by hefting her tits or showing off a few hip twists and thrusts. Killian, after a few moments, glanced up at one of the poles. "W-well, um...Could we maybe see you on the stage some before we move on?"

Dominica giggled, standing up again to show off her bust, stroking around it to push it in front of her, causing her nipples to push out against the thin shirt and stretch the school's logo across her hefty bust. "Hee, maybe later, honey. I'm sure you'll catch me at breakfast sometime, but we do have quite a bit more to see on, like, the tour."

Killian blushed even more with the refusal, but the mare's cleavage show seemed to be enough of a peace offering.

After a few more minutes, the rest of the tour gathered back up from their exploration of the otherwise simple space, and Dominica led them back outside. The walk down the sidewalk, with the cool, late-summer breeze tousling the leaves on the trees that lined the green, was more than pleasant, leaving them all to take a few calm breaths before they reached the front of a large, brick building. "But like, you guys are all gonna totally see me naked before the end of the tour though. Anyway, this is the Toyti Rodgers building, one of the oldest on campus. It was originally the administration building for the school almost two hundred years ago and named after one of the original founders, who was the first female astronaut to fly outside of the solar system. Right now, we use it for most of the general studies and all of the general vore classes. Almost all your 100's will be in here, so you guys will get pretty familiar with the inside of this one." She said.

Francis nodded quickly, looking up at the distinguished building. The old bricks and weathered mortar held up large windows around a single tall clock spire. Evenly-spaced windows ran across the four floors of the squat building, and their four panes and white trim gave the coppery building an ancient feel. "This is much more like a building that ought to be built! One doesn't see them built out of dirt very often. It seems a strange choice." He said, sparing a glance over his shoulder at the current administration's building almost all the way across the campus.

"Yeah, totally, I guess! But yeah, this is one of the last buildings to actually be constructed out of clay brick before they became far more expensive than the more advanced materials we use nowadays. There's still some buildings being made like this, but only to ape the old styles; they use synthetic bricks for those. Now, since you're gonna be spending so much time here, we probably ought to have a walkthrough of the--and it's locked." Dominica said.

She huffed, placing her fists on her hips as she stared at the unyielding door. The rest of the tour watched awkwardly for a few moments before she shrugged and turned around. "That's lame. But you'll be able to find your way around that one pretty quickly. Come grab me during your move in, too, and I'll probably be able to take you inside, privately." She said, with a wink to the rest of the class.

That damn dragonite was still blushing and even walking with a slight waddle from the size of his cock. Drake crossed his arms and pointedly winked back at Dominica, hard enough to screw his tightly-clenched lips into a sideways frown for the duration. He thought he saw a smirk spread across the mare's face, but he couldn't be sure as she whipped around to lead on to the next building. "So yeah, most of your vore instructors are gonna have their offices in there as well as their classrooms. Freshman tend to hang out around there, too. 'S closer to the dorms and stuff, and it's totally less risky than hanging out around the greek houses or the sports stuff."

"Risky?" Drake asked.

"Oh, like getting eaten risky. I mean, it's a lot of fun, but it can like, totally throw off your schedule for the day. Most of the profs will excuse a couple absences if you're getting digested through class time, especially if you're, like, helping somebody else study! Most of them even give extra credit for that, too, so if you're feeding yourself to a friend, like, make sure to get somebody to record it on your phone or something. There's a couple profs that don't, though, so like, check the syllabus or ask before you end up missing too many classes cuz you end up being, like, prey all the time." Dominica babbled as she led the class along.

Half the class was too distracted by her swaying ass to mind her babbling, or the short walk to the next building. A broad glass-fronted wall greeted them, supported by iron spikes that jutted out of the ground like the fins of a murderous rice-paper fan. Modern angles held up the rest of the building and the two wings that reached towards the green were open and translucent with large windows. An artsy, curved arch shielded the flat roof of the building, shading the arms of the structure with shining brass. The brown and beige of the building matched Dominica's fur and Drake couldn't resist crouching down to frame the building around the scantily clad hoss. His hands came up again to square out a shot, making sure to get a gratuitous view of the mare's panties. With the large building, raised up by his lowered perspective, giving the backdrop behind the tall horse, Drake was surprised to find just how submissive the theoretical shot made him feel. Dominica played along, sliding a leg out and reaching up to heft her hair, leaving her huge bust to hang naturally and frame her cocky smirk over her cleavage. "If the next words out of your mouth are 'I'm gonna make you famous', you're gonna need some ice for the bruise I put across your cheek."

Drake gulped. "Christ, that's fucking hot..." He managed to mumble.

Dominica laughed, grinning as she winked and broke pose. "Better, but it looks like you're gonna be spending a lot of time here, Drake. This is our Arts and Film building, so most people are just gonna have like, one or two humanities in it, if that. A budding film major is probably gonna have almost all of his classes in there, though. Oh, also! Anybody can model, too, so like, there's always plenty of opportunities to play as an extra or something. They like to go for the drama students, though, unless they're making, like, some porno or vore flick or they just need some extras."

"Do they make those a lot?" Killian asked, his eyes securely locked on the mare's rack.

"Totally! Like, these tits have been plastered over quite a few. Most of them don't really go anywhere except a few profs's and student's spank banks, but I think a bit of one of the scenes I did where I got plowed and gulped by one of the stallions on the football team got put into one of the school's promo ads on the website." Dominica answered casually.

Killian's face turned redder with every word and the hands stuffed into his loose short pockets didn't hide the small motions of the fabric and fingers rubbing his erection. Dominica didn't seem to mind--Drake assumed it wasn't uncommon to her. Dominica grinned and stuck her tongue out at him, her braided tail flicking as she set off again, her hooves clicking on the sidewalk. "If you can find the promo, I'll totally give you the rest of the video! But yeah, this path swings around the Art building and heads back to the stadium and the greek houses. You might see a lot of the greeks, even if they don't have classes, head through the art building too. It shaves, like, three minutes off your trip if you're headed to the south side of campus for some food. Oh, yeah, the greeks!" She said, pausing in front of the double-wide sidewalk that split back around the art building. It formed less of an alley between the art building and its neighbor than it did a highway.

Dominica made a show of leaning in, pointing down to the walkway, past the corner of the building they'd been heading to. "So yeah, you can just, like, see them. Down there is one of the sorority houses, the first one is Alpha Mu Pho there. They're kinda like the dorms but with one big common area, so it's all social and stuff. I'm part of Tau Iota Tau, have been since my freshman year, and we have this whole rivalry thing going with Amp. Like, our tits are totally better, right? Like you're not gonna join Tau Iota Tau if you don't have an awesome rack, the jerks, and..."

She paused as her voice started to get sharper and the tour looked on, surprise across some of the onlookers' faces. Her trademark grin returned to her face after a moment and her voice regained its original bubbliness. "So like, yeah, greek life is totally the best life! You always have somebody there to help with your homework and stuff, there's plenty of socializing and getting to know upperclassmen, and pretty much everybody's had your profs beforehand or like, knows someone who has. And the parties, too! And greek events, and...I'm gonna like, go on for days if I don't stop! So the greek life is totally the best life, but it isn't for everybody. If you wanna join a greek, they have their tables out during orientation and student life days and all. You can join, like, whenever, and some of them are pickier than others, but they'll tell you how you'd join and what they offer. Oh man, I could bore you, like, all year with the stories and stuff from my time already!" Dominica exclaimed, her voice building and her words spilling out faster and faster.

There were a few moments of silence as she swallowed the rest of her excitement, the group looking on, mildly confused by the mare's fervor. She broke the tension with a giggle, waving them on to follow her to the front of the next building. "So, like, yeah. the greeks really helped me! But yeah, this is our fitness center. It's free to use if you're taking classes and it's got a ton of stuff in it. Pretty much everything you'd want, I think."

She said, waving her hand at the building, barely slowing down to show it off. A cinderblock frame surrounded two wide windows that ran the whole length of the front of both floors, leaving nothing inside a mystery. There was a pool on the ground floor as well as ranks of treadmills and other cardio machines, and the other side held a horde of weights. The top floor, harder to view from the sidewalk, had the tops of lifting machines peeking out over the dividing cinderblock line and a mirrored back wall gave the gym an endless look as it duplicated the green field behind them. There were already a few people inside; most cleaning, but a few working out.

Dominica seemed like she'd been dedicated to striding past the gym, but as they reached the far side, something caught her eye. She stopped dead, midstep, and backed up a few feet to back into Drake. He didn't mind, not with the mare's awesome ass grinding against his torso, but it did keep him from glancing over to see the holdup. A big sergal, orange and white, was jogging on one of the treadmills in front of the window. His headphones were on and his mind was someplace else, but a sweat-soaked tank top clung to his muscular front and a half-erect, glowing blue cock bounced between his legs. Dominica leaned down to get a better view of it, and Drake's attention snapped back to her wide rump. He couldn't resist letting his hands drop down to the sides of her hips as her ass pressed against his front. If she hadn't lifted her tail as he ground his bulge in against the shamelessly slim string of her underwear, he would have had trouble deciding if she'd noticed at all. "Oh, yeah, wow. So like, I almost forgot, somehow!" She said, her attention still dedicated to the sergal's bouncing dick, "So there aren't any pants allowed at the fitness center. Tops are optional, but pants are banned. Nobody minds."

Drake glanced down to admire the way his thick bulge pressed into the cleft between the mare's thick cheeks. Her bubbly ass was wider than his hips, and the thread that barely had any claim to the word 'string' did nothing to hide her body from his bulge. He glanced up to notice the group staring at him. Drake gave a cocky smirk to the dragonite while he ground in, shivering as he felt her awesome ass work back against his hidden cock. "So, ah, why are pants banned?" Francis asked, "Seems a strange choice."

Dominica licked her lips, one of her ears flicking to acknowledge the chipmunk's question. Her eyes were still boring holes through the glass as if she was starting a heist for the sergal's dick. "So they like, had it topless for a while, but eventually some of the gals complained since, like, their tits were out and the guys didn't have to show anything! Totally unfair, we girls need stuff to oogle just as much. So, they raised some drama and got them to switch it over to--careful back there--to, like, just no pants. That way everybody gets to show off and honestly, like, isn't it better this way anyway?" She said.

There were murmurs of an agreement through the group, but Drake was too busy seeing how much humping he could get away with. His dick ached inside of his shorts, and he cursed himself for wearing boxers today--even through all that fabric, the mare's warmth was apparent, and hell, the view was enough to get his heart pounding. His fingers dug into the mare's cheeks, cushy enough to be wonderfully wide but still firm underneath the first few layers of smooshiness. He watched the tip of his bulge appear and disappear in the top of the mare's cleft, his heart pounding each time he shifted his hips back down and disappeared his cock 'into' the mare's wide ass.

They were interrupted by a slight cough from the chipmunk. His wide tail flicked towards the next building as the sound finally made Dominica look back up at him. She blushed, just a bit before she straightened up. Drake grumbled, turning to stare daggers at the chipmunk after the horse's hips pulled away from his own. "Sorry, sorry. I already said that I'm bad around big dicks. Just give me a spank next time, and I'll get right back to it." She apologized.

With the other views of her ass fresh in Drake's mind, the amateur filmmaker was happy to follow her swaying hips towards the next structure, resisting the urge to flip out his phone to record her swaying hips. It was only after she was several steps in front of him that he realized he'd missed an obvious chance to put a handprint on her cheeks.

He couldn't let another chance pass by and tugged out his phone. The mare made sure to swing her braided tail and her hips a little more after she realized that her wide rump was being recorded. Otherwise, she seemed to ignore the camera completely. The view of her naked rump cheeks and the edges of her entrance peeking out from her panty's nearly-useless coverage certainly kept Drake occupied on the long walk past an empty grass lot between the gym and the next building.

Drake did his best to walk normally with his cock straining at the front of his pants. He failed, however, and soon he was striding along with the same slight waddle every other student in the tour that owned a cock was sporting. Soon enough, he flicked off the camera as they came to a stop in front of the second-to-last building. This was a tall, glass-fronted building and what looked like a miracle of the most cutting-edge construction techniques known.

Held together by a thin trim of burnished aluminum and pencil thick rods of metal, angular slabs of glass glinted in the mid-afternoon sun. It revealed a large courtyard inside of the building. A brass pendulum, suspended from the fourth floor, swung lazily over a sand pit in the center of the tiled area. Murals of scientists and more abstract artist impressions of physical phenomena decorated the walls over the obsessive-compulsive satisfying black and white tile pattern of the floors.

"So, yeah, like this is the science building. It's where all the science people do...science? There's a bunch of floors and a whole bunch of labs and stuff, but, like, I only had a couple classes in there. There's always lots of really good extra credit opportunities and stuff in there if you're willing to get poked and prodded and stuff while you eat or fuck. Sometimes they also offer paid studies and stuff too. The building's easy to get around in and things, it's just four levels in two wings around the central plaza thing there." Dominica said.

The dragonite beside them nodded. He was consumed by his view of the building, almost in awe. The rest of the crowd mumbled a bit in appreciation, but they were too busy trying to sneak more peeks at the horse than admire the architecture. "So, yeah. This college and this campus is actually one of the leading places of study for vore sciences and honestly, a lot of like, chemistry and polymer study comes out here. There's...Something up?" She started, pausing as she noticed the dragonite's slack jaw.

"O-oh, gosh, um, nothing's wrong. I just..." He started, squirming in place as he glanced at the rest of the tour, acutely aware of all the eyes on him. "It's just...This college publishes some of the most cutting-edge biotech and vore research, and I've been studying it since middle school and..." He started, but his gushing slowed and stopped as he realized everyone was looking at him.

He trailed off and shrank back, his hands clutching at each other in front of his crotch as he tried to disappear. However, with a flourish of motion that made almost everyone's attention snap to her bouncing chest, Dominica spun back to center stage. "Oh gosh! You'll have to find me after you move in, Beryl. Like, you need to meet doctor Vigo! He's this otter, always dressed like he's going to the pool. He's got two cocks, and a synth raptor, and like, he's absolutely brilliant. Like, one of early Tau Iota Tau pledges this year was from a shark that's his assistant, she's got this badass bionic arm, and wow. I'll totally introduce you! But yeah, we've got all that science-y stuff in here, and you smart people are gonna be pretty familiar with this building." She said.

Drake huffed again while the horse kept her attention on the dragonite. Great, not only was he huge but he was also one of those shy nerds that all the girls fell for nowadays. Drake knew he was smarter and had to be a better lay! The dragonite was probably still a virgin. He wasn't gonna let this nerd steal Dominica's ass from him.

He scrambled to catch up to the group as he realized that his smoldering had made him completely miss the group moving on. He managed to catch up and slip back into his front-row position without too much notice. The walk to the next building was short. It the last one around the central green before they'd made the complete circuit back to the administration building.

This one was a short, wide building. It was one tall story and made out of rough brick and glass. Even the ceiling was thick glass and the whole building looked like it had been pulled out of the earth. It smelled like fresh mulch and potting soil and the front doors were propped open by a pair of plant pots. They were overflowing with colorful flowers that spilled out over the cracked cement that branched off the main path towards the building.

"Oooh, awesome, guys! This one's open, so we can walk right through to the gardens. This ones the botany building, and I'll tell you more about it once we're inside. One thing, though, it's strictly naturalist." Dominica said.

"Naturalist?" Killian asked.

"Yeah, silly! No clothes allowed. So, everybody gets to strip!" She said, already reaching down to tug her t-shirt over her head.

The entire tour watched, riveted, as the tight textile peeled off over the mare's huge bust. Those big tits lifted with the fabric before finally falling, revealing her large nipples and the wide expanse of plush flesh as they fell. Dominica's breasts bounced as the fabric covered her face, blocking her from the crowd's lecherous stares. Each shift of her body made those finally freed breasts shift and jiggle. Everyone in the tour had spent at least some time imagining what her titanic tits looked like when they weren't restrained behind the tight fabric, and even those that had dreamed of avarice were proven wrong in the best way.

The fabric finally slipped off her muzzle, leaving the half-naked mare grinning at the tour. She gave them a few more moments to recover, but when she realized nobody was planning on bending down to pick up their jaws she shook her head, crossing her arms. Somebody in the audience whimpered quietly as her forearms covered her nipples, but they didn't seem to mind as the shift squished her breasts back to threaten to overflow around the gesture. "I'm not going to take the rest off until some of you guys start undressing, too. Like, we can't go in until everybody's naked anyway, and doesn't it feel so great to get everything out of those stuffy clothes?" She said, forgetting the gesture halfway through to spread her hands again, waving them through the air to emphasize her statement.

Nobody else in the crowd made a move to undress. They had all busied themselves with oogling the mare's tits as soon as she uncovered them. Drake glanced over to the dragonite; the other dragon was frozen in place, both hands covering his mouth and a massive bulge down the leg of his pants. Drake's cheeks burnt red as he imagined the other dragon's size, but even if he was going to lose that battle he could win this one. With a trick he'd spent too much time practicing in front of the mirror, he reached down and whipped his shirt off with one hand, the other one working his belt. In what looked like one smooth motion, he was completely naked with his clothes in one hand. At least with the view in front of them, nobody could blame him for the stiff erection jutting out from his hips.

The fact that his eyes had traced their way back to the massive bulge in the dragonite's pants gave Dominica's sudden giggle a gut-wrenching subtext. His eyes snapped back to the mare before the look on her face told him that he'd read too much between the lines. The fingers that wrapped around his cock and the lips pressing against his own drove that particular point home.

Instinctually, his hands darted down to the mare's waist. His fingers crawled over her generous hips and her waistband. They hooked through and with a motion that looked far more practiced than it was, he dropped her skirt and stretched the side of her thong. She let out a playful moan against his lips as the fabric tightened over her slit, showing off the hidden lips through the thin fabric. She giggled and winked, one of her hands stroking along his forearm before she pushed it down, dropping the tiny thong down her legs.

All the tour watched Drake as he pushed his hips forward, sliding his stiff shaft between her legs. She smirked at him, rocking her hips forward to grind the hot, wet lips of her slit along the top of the dragon's erection. "Well, come on. We've only got a little longer before lunch, and we still can't go through before, like, everyone's naked. That means you, cutie." She said, glancing over at the mortified dragonite.

Drake growled to himself as she turned her attention back to the well-endowed dragon. He shifted up, pulling his hips back to line up his tip with the mare's slit to plow into her. She let out a hot, eager gasp as his naked cock sank into her slit, and both his hands reached up to knead and grope over her tits. The mare's tight pussy was hot around his cock, certainly a few degrees hotter than what the dragon was used to. Her tunnel clenched and gripped around his ridged cock as his balls rested against her thighs. "Ooh, Drake! You're totally eager, and your cock feels great. Like, oh, c'mon guys, get your clothes off." She urged again.

By this point, the whole tour was setting aside the rest of their clothing. Most carried their bundles of clothes under one arm, the other hand busy either covering crotches that they were shyly or openly masturbating. The dragonite had managed to get his shirt off, but his hands gripped the buckle of his belt hard enough to turn his knuckles white. He'd frozen, his cock throbbing down the leg of one of his pants. As Drake's eyes traced over the bulge, he started to buck harder into the mare and every little gasp and moans he forced out of her muzzle felt like a victory. "Ooh, remind me to hit you up later for a proper reaming. Ooh, like, Drake, want to shift around and pound my ass? We can, like, keep walking through like that if we're careful and stuff." She said, "But come on cutie! Like, everybody else is naked and that massive dick of yours isn't hiding under those clothes anyway."

The swell of eagerness as the mare offered her awesome ass to him was almost enough to overpower the jealously that churned in Drake's gut as she complimented the other dragon's dick size. Even with the complement ringing in his head, he couldn't turn down the mare's hips. With a gasp from both of them, Drake pulled his generous erection out of the mare's slit. Dripping and glistening with her fluid, he gave the tall mare's nipple a kiss before he shifted around her. He lifted her tail and groped the top of a cheek with one hand while the other held his base, lining up his tip with the mare's naked hole.

He took a few moments to admire the view of his cocktip pressing in against the mare's entrance. His shaft flexed and throbbed, twitching against that rump hole before he leaned in, sinking inch after inch of his cock into the mare's tight hole. She groaned happily, that tight hole clenching hard around his cock, and the muscles inside seemed to tug him into her. "Talented..." He managed to mumble against her muscular back.

"Oh man, you don't know the half of it! Like, this ass can do so many things. I'm gonna totally show you all of it sometime, too!" She promised.

Drake's heart leaped with her words, especially as she drove the point home with a series of trained squeezes that dragged along Drake's cock. He hissed in pleasure, despite himself, as he started to buck into the mare's ass. Both hands gripped the sides of her hips, and Drake busied himself with kneading and humping into her jiggling rump while everyone else's attention turned back to the dragonite.

Absolutely mortified, Beryl's embarrassment was going nowhere with so many eyes on him. He'd finally figured out that they weren't going to look away until after his pants were off. With shaking hands, he finally slid his pants down.

The dropping waistband displayed a pair of heart pattern boxers with a very visible bulge traveling down his leg before it began to reveal inches of thick purple cock. Holding onto his waistband only exacerbated the problem; by the time he had dipped down enough that his waistband was slipping over his pointed tip, he was entirely bent over.

His fingers finally relaxed enough to drop the final few inches to his ankles. He straightened back up, his eyes shut tight as his hands moved back up to cover his muzzle and the deep crimson spreading across his cheeks. His cock strained against his leg, still pinned by his geeky boxers. "C'mon, take it all off!" Someone else in the crowd cheered.

Those fingers slid up to cover his eyes to assist his eyelids that were already as scrunched up as they could possibly be. He took a few short breaths before they started to drop again. He fumbled in the dark of his intentional blindness for his waistband to draw the elastic down. He could feel his heavy rod shifting against his leg, twitching as the smooth fabric ran over it. A few small strands of precum ran down the side of his shin and over his ankle as the stimulation of his boxers running along the ridges of his shaft became overwhelming. Gods, Beryl thought, was he really stripping in front of people? In the open?

A gust of air cooled his naked shaft as the breeze drifted through the center. It felt as nice in the hot afternoon as the dragonite felt embarrassed. The feeling of the cool air drifting across his cock drove home that his massive dick was on display in broad daylight. He was suddenly aware of the feeling of his balls resting against his thighs and every twitch of his erection in front of him. His cock didn't seem to care as much as he did; the member jutted up in front of his hips and his pudgy belly like a flagpole. One set of toes curled over the top of his other foot under his discarded pants and both hands drifted back up to cover his face.

Drake had to admit that the other dragon was incredibly impressive. He was large himself, but that dragonite...He wasn't about to let the other student get the better of him just because he had such a massive dick! He couldn't outperform him in sheer size, but at least he kept the mare moaning. Her view was locked onto that cock, but a sharp spank jolted her out of her daydreams. She huffed and worked her ass back, clenching down around Drake's cock firmly as his fingers kneaded into the developing handprint on her cheek. "Ah, fine! Let's take a walk through the, like, botany buildings. Then it's a quick look at the gardens, then lunch is gonna be awesome!" She said.

She turned, barely giving Drake enough time to adjust with her. He was big enough that it wasn't too much trouble to follow her. He felt a little pang of jealousy as he realized how trivial it would be for the dragonite to be escorting her in the same manner--but he must be the better dragon since she'd chosen him!

The distance that she kept herself was perfect for them. Their natural stride kept Drake's tip and the first few inches of his cock inside of the horse's muscular rump. Her tunnel tugged him towards her with every step in a display of skill that had only been getting Drake more and more curious. As they walked into the main hall of the squat botany building, he let out a groan as his hands gripped her hips. "Shards, how are you doing that?" He asked.

Dominica glanced back over her shoulder with a grin and a wink. The noise he made was involuntary as she gripped down around his cock, and it sounded something quite like a very aroused mouse in a trap. He clamped his mouth shut as he sank back into her tight tunnel, his chest heaving his breath after his shout. Dominica let him pull back and ride her for a few more moments, showing off her talents to the rest of the tour. "Oh, like, it's easy! They'll teach you all about it in the alt-vore classes. After you eat enough people with your ass there's a lot to learn. Speaking of which, like, this is the botany building! There's a bunch of labs and planters in here, and just down that hall was the first time I ate somebody with my ass!" She said, stretching her arm out to point towards one of the lazily winding hallways, "I was like, totally a hippy then. I totally started in botany too, but like, it was way harder than I was expecting. I ended up going for physics instead and I get that a ton better."

"A-ah, wow..." Drake replied.

"Oooh, right there!" Dominica replied.

With a few more sharp thrusts, Drake was more than happy to indulge the spot that made the mare jerk under his thrusts. She let out a soft groan and leaned forward, pressing both palms against the wall. Her wide hips rolled smoothly back and forth as Drake's pumped into her, even as hard as the dragon's hands were kneading and groping at the expanse of ass in front of him. The gyrations made her breasts bounce and her hooves pressed hard onto the tile floor. she began to gasp a bit faster, echoing Drake's pounding heart, as he stopped holding back. "Oh, oh, fuck..." He moaned.

He reamed into the mare's ass, his eyes locking onto the shockwave it made in her cheeks. His balls smacked into her dripping slit as he felt his orgasm approaching, but her body beat him to it. She cut off a loud moan into a hiss with the clench of her teeth as her body climaxed. Her slit tensed and her tunnel squeezed down hard against his cock as clear fluid dripped down the inside of her thighs.

If Drake had any preconceptions about holding back, they were almost immediately dashed as the mare's hot tunnel squeezed along his whole length. He slammed in, sinking every inch he could into the mare's tight hole, completely surrounding his dick in slick heat. His whole form tightened as he came, and shots of seed poured from his cock. Each flex fought the pressure of the mare's ass around his cock but he could do little to keep the mare's tunnel from milking him hard.

After enjoying the first few shots of seed inside of her, Drake couldn't resist; with his eyes locked onto the mare's wide rump, he knew what he had to do. With a shudder, he yanked his hips back, slipping his generous cock from that wonderful tunnel. He wasted no time gripping the base, squeezing and milking the last few inches to show off his flexing dick to the crowd. He watched hungrily as thick strands of white splashed over the mare's rump, already starting to drip from her flexing hole.

Finally, his orgasm subsided to a few slow throbs and a drooling strand of cum dripping down the underside of his cock. He panted, shifting forward to grind his tip along the mare's cleft, grinding his oversensitive tip against her beautiful hole and spreading the rest of that sticky seed over her. She patiently waited for him, standing up to share in the view of the strands of cum stringing between his shaft and her messy ass. "Oh man, next time you do that I totally need to sit on your face." She said.

Drake thought he would be over embarrassment after a public display like that, but red tinted his cheeks almost as crimson as the dragonite's. After a moment he remembered himself and glanced back down to admire the mare's sexy ass, now dripping with his seed. Yeah, that'd show the damn dragonite who really deserved a big cock. He released his shaft, letting the half hard member flop back down as he recovered, drooling a few drops of seed onto the floor.

Dominica had already straightened back up, completely unbothered by the fluids dripping off her cheeks and thighs. She grinned at the rest of the tour, giving a wink to Killian, who was busying himself masturbating. As he caught her eye his stroking slowed down and he swallowed, giving a shy wave back. She licked her lips in a way that was calculated to give him a heart attack--Drake thought he could actually see him miss several heartbeats. "But yeah, like, let's get going! I'm getting hungry, and the garden's fun to see. We won't really be going in, though. There's some stuff you have to know about the plants first before you run in so that they don't get hurt. But yeah, like, this is where all your nature classes will be. Botany and all the veterinary stuff, and some of the geology and things I'd expected to be like, over in the science building. But anything, where there's going to be field expeditions and outdoor classes, is gonna be around here." She explained.

"Expeditions? I doubt there's any real expeditions started from here. See, my grandfather's father was the first to make planetfall on-" Francis started.

"Oh Francis, that's just what I like to call them! Of course, we've, like, 'discovered' almost all the stuff there is around the campus. But there's still a bunch of stuff around here. There's a whole host of wild animals in the forest and open space that butts up against the campus! There's a population of hot dragons, and some canids and stuff! Big snakes, too, but you can always ask Mistress Featherduster about that if you're interested in snakes." She said.

By the time that she was through her spiel, they'd made it out the other side of the botany center. Drake was immensely glad that she's spared them from whatever rambling story Francis had been about to dive into. He spared a glance back and immediately committed the sour face the well-groomed squirrel was making to memory. He had to look away after a moment, trying his best to hide the smirk creeping across his face.

The tour only had a short hike ahead of them. Almost as soon as they'd exited the earthen building, the large garden spread out in front of them. A quick walk across a sidewalk and a manicured lawn brought them to the short gates of the garden. Spread out in front of them over a three-foot wrought iron fence was a striking botanical garden. Winding, maze-like paths worked their way back between rounded flowerbeds, overflowing with chaotically organized plants. Flowers and vines exploded out of the raised beds and the plants only grew taller and thicker the further back into the garden they could see. They could only see a short ways back before the brickwork paths started to disappear into tall groves of exotic plants. "So, yeah. You guys are welcome in if you wanna look around, but we have a ton of exotic plants. Don't go too far back in the garden, though! I mean, unless you want to. There's a bunch of hot predatory ones with these cool thick vines and stuff! A couple of them can trap you for a long time, though, so make sure you can miss a day or two before you wander too far back."

"Trap you?" Someone asked.

"Yeah, a lot of them will eat you. Some, like, just have fun vines and they'll only toy with you for a while, but most of them are a lot slower to digest than most people are. Speaking of which, are you guys ready for lunch?" Dominica said.

Killian was still busy blushing as he peered back into the garden, trying to catch a glimpse of the predatory plants. The naked mouse squirmed, glancing back as he asked, "Lunch? It's like midafternoon." He mumbled.

"Well, yeah, but the best part of the tour is where we start eating each other." She said, waving a hand flippantly.

Drake watched the whole tour pause for a moment as they processed her words. The dragonite seemed to be the first to realize what she said, considering the way his cock throbbed and his hands darted back up to his mouth. Dominica smirked and put her hands on her hips, looking over the assembled throng of naked creatures. "Like, it's the whole reason anybody comes to the school here. So, do I have any volunteers for prey?"

The tour stayed silent for a few moments. Drake glanced between his silent peers, then back to the naked mare. He squirmed, but he couldn't lie; he'd been fantasizing about it ever since he got the acceptance letter. He took a breath, but right before he spoke, Killian raised his hand. "Um, well, uh...I've always kinda wanted to...C-can I fit in your...?" He said, gesturing towards his crotch.

"You don't have to be so coy, cutie. I can cram you down my pussy just fine." She answered, waving him towards her.

Killian glanced around at the others, squirming in place before he took a few short steps towards the mare. His dick bobbed in front of him, rock hard while his attention drifted from his surroundings down to the mare's glistening netherlips. Dominica shifted and leaned back against the short fence, spreading her legs to give him an even more open view than she'd been displaying before. "Is that all? I've, like, got a mouth and stuff, too. As long as I'm showing off, you know." She said.

The dragonite started to raise one hand, his face burning bright red and his other one clamped around his muzzle. Drake's eyes snapped to the meek motion and he felt jealousy instantly burn inside of him. He thought he'd won when he'd reamed her ass. No way was he going to be outdone after that! "I'll do it! C'mon, eat me!" Drake said, stepping forward with his arms crossed in front of the dragonite.

There was no way he was going to hide the chubby dragonite behind his slender form, but Dominica chuckled as she watched the scene unfold. She licked her lips, pointedly showing off her broad tongue as she made a show of deciding, though the dragonite's hand had dropped back to his side. "Alright, Drake. You're gonna make an awesome bulge in my throat. Head or feet first?" She asked.

Drake padded forward, his chest swelling with pride behind his crossed arms. His shaft was already firming back up and he stomped into place beside the mouse. The mouse ducked down a little as Drake proudly stood beside him. Killian's cheeks turned a little bit more red as he peeked to the side to check out the dragon's length. He giggled almost imperceptibly as his hand dropped down to start stroking along his cock. The dragon blinked and glanced down, the reason immediately obvious.

The mouse had a good two inches on him, at least. Drake huffed and glanced to the side, pretending like he didn't notice. Dominica shook her head, grinning at the pair. "I'll give you another second to decide, then. Get your muzzle in here, then, mousie!" She said.

Her hand didn't leave Killian any room for argument. She reached up and guided his head down, waiting for a moment as he dropped onto his knees in front of her. She shifted her hips forward to work her crotch against his muzzle, her hand planted on the back of his head to mash him firmly against her wet slit. Killian gave a cute little whine, but his free hand came up to rub along her thigh and his tongue started to run along her body. Drake reached back to rub the back of his neck as he started to think about the question, now free from distracting jealousy. "I, uh..."

As much porn as he had watched that covered similar situations, and as eager as his daydreams had been, he never realized that he'd actually encounter that kind of question. His thoughts were was interrupted by a soft moan from the mare as her hand pushed on the back of the mouse's head and Killian's slender muzzle sank into her slit. Killian's eyes widened as he was brought eye-to-eye with her clit and a muffled moan sounded from his honey-slick muzzle. Drake watched with wide eyes, biting his lip as the view drove home the point that this was actually happening. "W-wow...She's really gonna unbirth him!" The dragonite mumbled.

"She's gonna eat me, too!" Drake huffed, "Feet first! I think I wanna watch the first time."

Dominica chuckled as she listened to the dragon boast. The noise transformed into a moan as she crouched down, forcing the whole of Killian's head into her wet slit. The mouse jerked and squirmed, the bulge in her hips moving visibly as she clenched around it. Settled into her new position with her legs bent and her rump pressing against the top of the fence, she patted her thighs while she waited for herself to relax enough to take more of the mouse inside. "Well, like, come on! Climb up here and feed me!" She said.

Drake wasted no time, nodding as his feet found purchase on the horse's muscular thighs. He used her shoulders to steady himself, but it was obvious that this was a position she was used to already. Her hands reached back around him, one supporting the small of his back and the other openly kneading his ass. He supported his balance with his hands on her shoulder, and he couldn't resist grinding against her long muzzle as his package passed her face.

She couldn't resist sucking on the dragon's cock either. Her muzzle tipped up to keep half his cock in her mouth as he stood straight up on her thighs, stretching her long neck to show off the slight bulge it made in the top of her neck. After a few more bobs, she let the male's stiff cock slip out of her muzzle. Rock hard, it jutted up above her head and her cradling hands moved out to let him lean back some. She grinned up at Drake, her face framed by his cock as he looked down to watch her tongue trace over her lips before she opened her mouth. Drake gulped again as he stared into the welcoming flesh of her maw and the wide pink tongue hanging out of it. There was no point waiting, though. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this--He pressed back against her arms and lifted a foot, stretching it up enough to poise it over her muzzle. "Aren't horses, um, herbivores?" Francis interjected.

Dominica huffed, her muzzle closing for a moment before Drake could enter it. "One sec, honey! They'll go over it in Vore 101, but almost everybody can digest meat as long as they can get it inside them. Protein is, like, protein, it's just my teeth aren't made to bite into meat. Swallowing it whole, though...Like, Drake here is gonna be a really dense meal for me. I'll digest him down just fine, though! There's this one huge hoss in our brother frat that lifts, and he has to eat a bunch of people to hit his like, macros or whatever! Says it's better than the shakes, and like--I'll talk more about it once Drake here is inside me!" She bubbled.

It had only taken a couple of prods from Drake's foot to interrupt her. Her maw fell open again and Drake only hesitated for a moment, staring into her large, flat-toothed muzzle. He let his foot drop down and it was halfway inside of her mouth before it touched anything. He couldn't keep a bit of blush off his cheeks as the mare's plush tongue pressed against his sole and his toes pressed back towards her gulping throat.

The view of his foot disappearing inside her throat was fascinating. He could see every detail of the flesh squeezing and gulping around his ankle, and he shared the amazement of the rest of the class as they watched a soft bulge form in her throat. What they couldn't see, but what Drake could intimately feel, was the way that the powerful muscles of her gulping throat squeezed around his leg at once. Air rushed through his teeth as he hissed, barely encountering any resistance until the bottom of his bent knee reached her tongue.

His cock quivered above her as she gave several slow, teasing gulps along his leg. He could feel her body twitch and move as she dropped down, gasping around his leg as the mouse's shoulders spread her slit wide. Drake craned his head back to get a look at what the rest of the class was staring at; the bulge squirming in her lower belly. He could see the other male's muzzle squirming and pressing out inside of her, though it was hard to make any real determination of shape through her body.

The fingers squeezing his ass distracted him. Dominica pushed up on his rump, gesturing him to move his other leg into position. Her tongue tickled the back of his knee lowly raised his other paw up, and her muzzle opened wide again. The top of his shin was glistening with saliva, and he slid his other foot down to the back of her tongue, his hands bracing him on her shoulders.

The next gulp made him gasp as it tugged his foot into her throat. The extra girth of both legs against each other made the tunnel tighten around him, but her strong muscles there undulated and tugged insistently. His leg slipped down until they were even with each other, but Dominica didn't let him get too comfortable.

Her hands pushed on the small of his back and his ass, forcing his legs to straighten out. Gravity pushed him down her throat until his thighs were spreading her jaws out, leaving his balls balanced on her snout. The sides of her muzzle curled up in a smile as precum dripped onto her forehead. Drake panted, squirming a little from side to side as he felt her broad teeth press in against his rump while her hands slipped from his cheeks. "G-gods, you're really eating me..." He mumbled, his voice wavering.

She replied with a wink and a powerful gulp. He shuddered as his hips slipped into her mouth and his cock was enveloped in slick warmth. His head fell back and he gasped in pleasure, his body curling back as his cock twitched against the roof of the mare's mouth. As much as his form wanted to squirm, the powerful muscles of the trained horse's throat gripped him tighter, forcing him into enough of a straight line that he could continue sinking down into her bulging throat.

He was lucid enough to lift his tail and flash his toned ass at the crowd before it slipped entirely out of view, but Drake was completely lost when the mare gulped again. His hips slid into her stretching throat, his balls and the lower half of his cock were coddled by hot, squeezing muscle. A strange whimper pushed out of his throat, but he jerked in her throat as another gulp sank the rest of his cock into that hungry tunnel.

Undulating muscle squeezed the whole of his lower half, teasing the whole length of his cock with a unique grip he'd never even imagined. He glanced down to see her hands come up to the bulge in her throat as she began to grope and knead the obvious bulge his ass made in her throat. Damn, though, Drake thought, that bulge looked better than it looked in his favorite boxers. He hoped the rest of the tour was enjoying the view.

That train of thought was derailed as she reflexively gulped again. He shuddered as his cock dragged down her squeezing throat while she sank further down on the mouse. Dominica had strategically positioned her leg around the mouse to keep him from sinking in too far as she squatted down with her stretched slit all the way down to his hips. Honey dripped down the sides of the mouse's hips as she began to straighten and drop again. The mouse's cock twitched, his hands pinned to his sides, as her strong thighs pumped the whole of his torso inside of her like an overly generous toy.

Drake shivered as his fingers dipped into the mare's mouth, followed by half his belly and his forearms. He twitched as that powerful throat rippled over his cock, but with his arms trapped in that throat, the situation got through to his animal brain. He began to squirm and wriggle, but that throat had a tight hold on him. Each time one arm pulled back to try to lift out of the mare's throat, another gulp yanked him deeper into the mare's tight throat.

Soft pleasurable tingles began to tickle the pads on his toes. Drake glanced down, biting his lip as he was able to see the bulges his feet made in the mare's gut. He was barely able to suppress an aroused whimper when he wiggled his toes and watched that bulge move, then swell again as her strong throat gulped and tugged Drake down a few inches further.

Most of him, up until the point that he could feel the mare's flat front teeth pressing across his pecs, couldn't believe that he was actually being eaten. Even with the mare's throat squeezing around the majority of his body, he hadn't fully cognized the fact that he was feeding himself to the sexy creature. At least, until he found his struggles completely ineffectual. His arms were pinned against his sides and even when he squirmed as hard as he could with his core, the motions only seemed to make the mare's muscular throat tighten around him. He finally understood that escape was impossible and that he was going to be food.

The idea drove Drake wild. His cock twitched and throbbed against the slick, gripping inside of her throat, and he could feel it tighten as his thighs slipped into the looser grip of her stomach. His balls pressed against the clenching sphincter at the base of her throat and teased an embarrassingly eager moan from the dragon. The mare's body was so hot and tight against his shaft, and the thought of being eaten was all-consuming inside of the kinky dragon's head.

Drake couldn't hold back any longer. As his cock slipped halfway into that stomach, the tip still powerfully caressed by the mare's gulping throat, Drake's whole form clenched as he started to cum. The mare's lips closed around his shoulders, leaving only the large bulge his body formed and his expression of bliss visible to the tour as his shaft twitched against the last few inches of the mare's throat. She held him there for a few moments, but she couldn't resist simply for the sake of her meal--she crouched down again, sinking the honey-soaked mouse deep inside of her slit.

With Drake's seed pouring directly into her belly and the mouse stretching her slit, she gasped and climaxed, too. Dominica's cry of pleasure was muffled by the meal in her throat. Her slit clenched around Killian, tugging him an inch or so off his knees. His cock strained against the back edge of her slit, pointed down between his knees. His tail curled around the mare's thigh and his toes curled as his thick cock twitched, spilling shot after shot of his seed into the puddle of honey below him.

Dominica opened her muzzle again and another strong gulp brought her muzzle up to frame the clear sky. Drake's eyes widened as her teeth started to close above him; his orgasm had started to taper off, but his cock still throbbed as it ground against the cushy walls of her stomach. He watched the sky closing off above him, and with the view of the tour blocked, he finally allowed a bright red blush to cover his cheeks. "She really, she really ate me..." He mumbled.

"Uhm, b-bye, dragon!" The dragonite replied, his words muffled by the mare's mouth.

That line made drake blush even more furiously, his hands shifting around against the mare's plush stomach walls to grip his cock. The last few slivers of light closed out above him and he was plunged into muggy darkness. Unable to see his bulge traveling down her throat, he closed his eyes and imagined it as he felt her body push him down. Her trained form forced him to curl up as his head was gripped by the mare's throat, leaving him to treasure the feeling of those slick, strong muscles caressing his burning face.

Dominica opened her eyes with a heavy pant as Drake slid all the way down her throat. She winked at the rest of the astounded tour before she sat back, letting her overstimulated slit clench to drag the mouse's legs inside of her as well. Her legs were soaked with fluid, and the mouse's toes curled and splayed before they slid into her warm slit.

She took a few moments to show off the bulges that her meals made inside of her. She was fit enough that her form was tight, and even inside of her gut, the tour could make out the pair of males squirming in different sections of her hips and torso. Drake's bulge was even more clear with the mouse below pushing him out and the tour could easily watch him masturbating in the mare's stomach. "Oooh, there we go. So, like, yeah. I'll probably be digesting them for a little while, though I was pretty hungry beforehand, so it won't take too long. I love you tasty little freshmen, though! You guys always wiggle so great." She said.

The dragonite was blushing furiously, his hands clamped over his muzzle. His cock stood out in front of him as he stood, nervously watching the squirming bulges inside of the predatory mare. "Can I..." He started.

"Sure honey, you can, like, touch and watch as much as you want! But yeah, I can help everybody that wants to try now, but you'll get plenty of practice in your 101 classes. Oh, and one more super-duper important thing..." She started.

The tour looked up, even the dragonite that was feeling over the trapped dragon bulge in her belly.

"Welcome to NOM-U!"