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Anya shivered as her boyfriend took her hand, an unnatural cold working its way up and down her spine as their flesh touched. She chalked it up to nerves, looking the golden retriever in the eyes as he guided her up the stairwell.

The feeling persisted even as they crossed over the skating rink, as they stepped onto the middle platform suspended over the ice. The chilly air must have come from the various vents pumping cold air across the surface below, keeping it cold enough for the others to glide across its surface.

That was what she told herself, even though she had no idea whether it was truth or fiction.

Her partner chuckled as he held her hand, as he pulled her close to his soft, fluffy fur. The doe's head almost completely disappeared within his chest fluff, her body being a full foot shorter than his own, the perfect height to be snuggled and cuddled against his body.

She knew he loved her soft tits, and with a little smile Anya pushed her chest forward, his own hardened pectorals working to flatten her soft mammaries. The little bulge between her legs was noticeable, a warm and welcome protrusion that gently rubbed into her lover's own forming tent.

"Hey babe, guess what?" Codi said with a chuckle. A moment later his lips pressed against her own, a soft click barely audible beneath her tender, sensual groan.

When she looked down, a blue pendant hung between her breasts, "A-are these?"

The retriever chuckled softly, a twin of her gift resting on his naked chest, revealed as he slowly pulled off his shirt, "Yes, those pendants you saw in that pawn shop. The ones that the clerk called 'wish granters.'"

"How did you afford these?" The doe felt her voice falter as she stammered, holding the thin leather strap of her new necklace in her hands, staring into the swimming depths of the angular, copper-wire-framed gemstone.

"I ah-" He chuckled nervously. Immediately the doe stomped her foot, making the floor rattle as her fist unwound into her boyfriend's shoulder.

Despite the value of the gift, it meant nothing to her if it was stolen, "You're going to take these back there, now."

Their fight, though loud, could not be heart on the skating rink below. Her anger ebbed with each promise made by the retriever to return his ill-gotten spoils. Eventually, she sighed and gave in, her love for her puppy encouraging her to cup his cheeks and hold his head still, "Promise me, Codi."

"I will," He finally said, one final time. He couldn't lie to his girl, not when she looked him in the eyes like that. Still, he wanted to compromise, "Can we at least enjoy the moment though, before we have to."

Anya wanted to say no, but the big, bauble-like spheres of his eyes encouraged her to acquiesce. With a similarly defeated sigh, she gently took hold of his hands and guided them to her chest, letting him feel her big, soft D-cups through her tank top, "Fine. But only this once, then we're returning them."

The canine grinned from ear to ear, his goofy smile turning infectious. His hands freed his lover's body from her bindings, spreading them over the grated metal that separated them from the ice rink below.

Born a herm, she had often thought her body was disgusting. She wanted to change it, but she never thought she'd get the opportunity. But Codi didn't care about that, he loved her for who she was, and the throbbing, aching erection between his legs was simply proof of that fact.

She shuddered as she turned away from him, her hands resting on the metal railing of the suspended platform. Her tiny tuft of a tail lifted, presenting the pink pucker of her tender hole and the soft gash of her feminine sex. Beneath that hung her engorged testes, swollen with her hermy load, her cock twitching between her legs even further beyond them. If she were male, she would be considered big. If she were female, she would have big tits and a tight pussy.

Codi was the only boy that didn't seem to mind her additional traits and her lack of a bubbly butt. His hands slipped around her waist, his fingers sank into her hips, and his soft growl filled her ears. That simple act was enough to make her squirm with passionate bliss, to make her body go limp beneath his mounting form.

One of the canine's legs slipped around her own, making sure she wouldn't move. More weight crushed her tits against the railing, forcing her stance to widen and her hips to lift, to put herself fully on display. If anyone looked up they would catch a wonderful sight of her cock and her tits over the edge of the platform, throbbing proudly as her boyfriend missed her slit and began to rub against her ballsack.

She was almost sad nobody witnessed the act, almost sad that nobody was able to watch her boyfriend humiliate her by reminding her of her masculine sex. Almost. Instead, that momentary disappointment was replaced with a wonderful feeling of fulfillment, of blissful and tingling relief. For one of the few times in her life, the feeling of joy radiated from her ballsack, making her heart hammer in her chest, making her ears droop and her neck relax enough to lower her head.

As she did so she caught the soft pulsations of the stolen necklace her lover had given her. The frigid light wreathed her breasts in a pale-blue veil, encouraging the hairs on the back of her neck to stand on end and a nearly unnerving sensation of being watched to fall upon her mind. She had no time to reflect upon the feeling, her mind going blank as a delightfully amorous tugging sensation spread across her sac.

"Whatever you're doing, love, don't stop." Anya cooed with blissful delight. Another thrust along her ballsack was followed by a sharp pull upon her scrotum, almost as though his cock had grabbed hold of her flesh. Another push echoed the tug across her cock, finally pulling her eyes downward, to stare at herself through the valley of her tits.

She had expected her big cock to be visible, and for her apple-sized gonads to be swaying like a pair of pendulums. Instead she was greeted with the side of her lover's throbbing meat drawing back, and with it the flesh of her malehoood withdrawing. She stared in amazement, another push easing another inch onto her lover's cockflesh, another hump drawing a similar amount off of one of her testicles. The blissful ache of his theft made her cry out in pleasure, and squeeze her hips together, her insides tingling as he even made off with her masculine prostate.

Like an eraser working on a well-worn pencilmark, he erased her masculinity bit by bit, making her twitch and quiver under him until, at last, her dripping, wet pussy was the only sensual, sexual bit that remained. Squirming like a bitch in heat, she begged for her lover to fill her, and then shrieked as he did so, his girth far beyond what she had ever expected. Her tongue fell from her open mouth as she sighed in pleasure, as she felt his engorged testes rub between her thighs.

She belonged here, under her mate, and quivered as she took his first thrust into her needy sex. The soft smack of his hips against her ass was a welcome, brilliant sensation, the extra padding on her butt a new and enlightening experience that made her demand more and more, that made her bark and quiver her tiny tuft of a tail for her mate.

The sound forced him to close his hand over her mouth, to hold her by her muzzle like a handle. Whatever tears she shed were short-lived, her barely-held moans filling her throat as she was pulled back and forced to endure a groping hand on her tit. His fingertips found a nipple and pinched it, that hardened nub eliciting a squeal that made her back arch and her eyes go wide.

The eyes of those below tilted upwards, but non fully inclined to the point that they could catch their lovemaking. Satisfied that they wouldn't be discovered, Codi bit gently into his lover's shoulder, digging into her skin until her weak, subjugated moan drifted from her lips. She was panting like a bitch, and the way her lover's cock throbbed inside her only made the sounds grow in volume and intensity.

She wanted more, and her entire body ached for it.

Every wonderful slam of those hips against her ass made her shudder and release a barely-stifled moan. She was so glad that her boyfriend had decided to cover and clamp down on her mouth, otherwise she would never be able to remain silent. As she squirmed and choked on her own screams, she felt her diminutive cock shrink further, feeding her lover's erection with her own meaty mass, the last of her testicular weight disappearing into her lover's body with a profoundly lewd slurp. The empty, stretchy flesh of her sac was quick to retract, spooled in with every greedy hump, her sheathe sealing and tightening.

In a matter of moments she would have been indistinguishable from any other woman, and her blushing face betrayed her satisfaction to the world. Purely female, she quivered in bliss as she was taken, as her lover's massive cock distended the flesh of her belly, stroking her sex from entrance to cervix, massaging her needs as her juicy slit released a stream of her feminine cum.

She noticed the massive puddle of her juices that had formed between their legs, a pool of excitement that crept towards the edge of their platform, then steadily dripped onto the ice below.

The thought that someone might look up and get an eyeful of her fluids made her pussy seize in a spasm of bliss, her insides milking that dick inside her. Her first orgasm rippled through her body, warm fingers stroking up and down her spine as she rode out the pleasure that flowed through her veins. As quickly as it had come, it was gone, and just as quickly she felt her balance be taken away. Turned around, pushed down onto all fours, her vision filled with her boyfriend's silky, golden fur as he properly mounted her, as he pressed her tits into the floor and kept her ass in the air.

Every ounce of his flesh pounded into her. Every motion of his body was dedicated to ruthlessly jackhammering her quivering quim into the metal. His hands grabbed hold of her massive tits, kneading them, pinching her nipples until her lust-addled brain could do nothing but look back to him in bestial need.

Her cock was his to enjoy. She whimpered as she realized the blank patch of fur above her pussy would never again be filled, and she shivered as she felt her mate slap the stolen mass of his sack against her thighs. She wanted to howl in bliss, to scream in pleasure, but the fingers around her breasts suddenly pulled away and moved to her hips.

In a flash she was turned onto her back, her tits crushed against her lover's chest and her legs barely taking up the space between them. His lips found her own as Codi bore the full weight of his body down upon her, his tongue filling her throat to keep her from screaming as the weight of his ballsack slapped against her ass. People below were searching for the source of the lewd, wet sounds that filled the air, mothers covering their children's ears as fathers searched across the rink and cast their eyes to the rafters above.

She was too lost in the wonderful bliss to care. Her lover was hilting her, grinding into her. Her female body, pure female in every essence, reacted naturally, squeezing and rippling along that meat as she whimpered beneath him, as she felt her throat contract, then relax again and again as she bit back her delight.

Her only hint that his knot had inflated was the steady tug against her insides, the fact he had no momentum left to draw himself out and in. All Codi could do for Anya was rut and grind, squeezing her hips and her waist and chest in a desperate attempt to push her over the euphoric edge.

Her legs locked around his waist the moment she slipped over her peak. Her body, craving his cum, rippled and squirmed around his malehood, milking him from base to tip until, at last, he erupted inside her. That he hadn't put on a condom before penetrating her was of absolutely no concern, the bliss pounding the doe's mind more than enough compensation for the risk.

There was so much inside her that her belly domed and her labia squirmed in desperation to keep that seed inside her. Instead, the sheer volume of the mess started to slip past her gates, trickling down the retriever's flexing, tensing ballsack. The mess splattered on the metal as Anya felt his ballsack physically deflate against her ass, her own masculine bits almost seeming to turn to fluid inside him, turning to creamy goodness that was pumped out inside her womb in thick and pungent ropes.

She moaned, half in a state of delirium, her vision swimming as her lover continued to pump inside her. The woman was so drained that she couldn't scream or squeal when the tingle of bliss welled within her depths, an electric shock that made her pussy clench and suckle with renewed force and vigor at that intrusion.

Anya squirmed as her boyfriend panted atop her, unable to resist the sudden and draining motions of her hips, unconcerned by the mindless panting ot the woman beneath him, heedless of the geysering gush of fresh cum that poured from her stuffed sex.

Her lover's thrusts were halted and sporadic, as though his body was seizing and trembling of its own accord. Amidst his furious rutting, Anya believed he might even pull out with the force of his thrusts. A moment later her boyfriend started to shove himself inside her with a force, energy, and intensity that only matched their morning lovemaking, his hands pulling her up so that he could pound her sex as deeply as possibly.

The loud slaps of their breeding once again filled the air, untempered by a fear of discovery and reprisal. Instead, the male inside her grunted and roared with every thrust, savoring his control over her, using her to satisfy himself and to bring her joy as she squirmed and howled like an animal beneath him. The people below were unaware, uncaring, even as more and more cum splattered on the ice around them, that sticky seed freezing into off-white stains upon the surface.

Codi's second orgasm was nearly immediate, and it was overpowering. His ears drew back as he snarled atop his lover, his normal-sized balls tensing and flexing, visibly shrinking as he forced out his loud inside her, as he came over and over again. When he had successfully emptied his testes and forced his sac to disappear in its entirety, his cock started to recede. The unending flow of his orgasm robbed him of inches at a time, his girth and length diminishing with every powerful explosion of semen inside her, until, at last, with a wet slurp, her lover collapsed atop her massive tits.

His pelvis was blank, save for the thin pink lips of a newformed gash between his thighs, his chest adorned by a pair of tiny mosquito bites.

Shivering and alone with her mate, her belly swollen with cum equal to the mass of three pups, Anya quivered as she heard footsteps upon the steps she and her boyfriend had taken to get up here.

The sight of two girls, naked, holding each other in bliss amidst a lake of seminal fluid, could not be explained to police.