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A satyrbun stood in front of a full-length mirror dressed in a simple blouse that was nearly see-through and nothing else. Her hair was a sweet blond and the majority of her fur a gentle beige. Both of her green-furred arms were up adjusting her hair while she looked from side to side, two bright blue eyes checking herself out in the mirror to make sure she looked nice and good for her date tonight while her third eye gazed at her body with a somewhat purple glow. Okay, so Pris needed to prepare for the fact that someone she had met only recently was coming over to her house for the express purpose to fuck. Even just that little mention in her mind caused her cheeks to flush red beneath the fur all the way up to her rabbit ears while the cock between her legs began to twitch and rise. She breathed in to keep herself from getting too hard but it was a bit difficult considering she had spent the entire day without cumming a single time. It had been an extremely annoying process since her desires were brought to the surface lately more often than not thanks to the new friend she had met and thanks to the fact that her third eye seemed to have a mind and lust of its own. With a sigh, she brushed those thoughts aside as she reached to her side where a little table was to take up blue lipstick. She rolled it out and made sure to apply a light amount across her lips before she popped them together and set the stick aside. Pris breathed in and out, calming herself now and trying to focus on the fact that she was meeting a friend. It was a good thing and enjoyable thing, no need to be nervous about it but when she heard a ringing downstairs, her ears raised on high and her heart began to beat so quickly! Her guest was here!

Pris rushed down the steps of her home and headed into the flower shop below, nearly tripping as the lights were off and her hoof met the last step at an odd angle. She hopped on one leg for a bit before regaining her balance and rushed to the door where she composed herself. In and out she breathed until she was ready to smile as bright as she could and pop open the door to see her guest standing there with a big grin.

Her friend was a tall vulpine fellow with feline features sprinkled in between, a mix between a bastian and an aurorian fox known as a boreal feline. He had bright white fur that seemed to shimmer just a bit in the moonlight and he wore a long hoodie and not much else. One of his black-furred hands came up to greet her while those black eyes seemed to be focusing on something else. Pris followed his gaze until she realized that she had the door open wide and was wearing only a little blouse and nothing else! She had forgotten to grab shorts, pants or anything like that at all! Even a skirt would have been preferable to this embarrassment!

While her cheeks burned and the tips of her ears began to redden, Wel leaned over to touch one of her ears as he hummed, "Huh, I knew I said that we were going to be having fun but I didn't think that you'd be so eager that you wanted to just, y'know, go at it right here, but if I must then I will satisfy your wild cravings."

Pris squeaked and gave his chest the lightest of paps she could manage, "I don't have any wild cravings! I just, I just forgot pants that's all! Make fun of me all you want!"

Her friend nodded, "Okay, I will."

The satyrbun blinked, a hand of her own coming to her cheek as she realized her mistake with a little, "Oh..."

Wel chuckled, "I see that you're out here in such a rush because you must be excited to see me. You wear that lipstick all the time but tonight I think it looks particularly lovely on you and I really can't help but think about how much fun we're going to have. You know, I might as well just take you right here, give you something to remember for the rest of your life! But...How about we take it slow tonight? I do still have that surprise."

If the burning on her cheeks could get worse then it absolutely would but for now, what ended up happening was her little heart began to beat rapidly against her chest while her legs shuddered from all of his little words. She couldn't deny that she was excited and couldn't deny that she wanted to know what the surprise was but she wanted to say something to fight, to make it seem like she wasn't so easy to push and press. When she looked into his eyes with her ears drawn back, she had something haughty to say at the tip of her tongue, some sort of denial or playful taunt that would have continued the game but as she continued saying nothing, her ears came down and she realized that she would actually bend over for him right now if he wanted it.

With a shaky breath, she finally managed to mutter, "Yeah, I'm excited. I...I was waiting all day for this and couldn't stop thinking about it ever since you sent me the message and uh, I really did what you asked. I didn't...I never touched myself all day because I knew that the surprise would be worth it."

She felt so dumb being so nervous. The digits of her hands were fidgeting together while she drew her legs in and looked down and away from her friend unable to meet his gaze without finding herself about to melt. It wasn't even just the fact that it was coming from Wel, oh not at all. She was absolutely weak when it came to anything like this despite the fact that she had lustful thoughts more often than not. It was so annoying, so irritating, she felt herself starting to tear up even! That nervous beating at her heart was an irritating drum that reminded her of her weakness with every little beat. That wash of heat and frustration then began to fade as a gentle touch graced her cheek.

She looked up to see Wel staring at her with a tiny smile, "Hey...It's okay. I'm excited too. We're gonna have a good time tonight right?"

Pris threw herself into his body and wrapped her arms around his waist to give him such a tight squeeze he grunted from the pressure. Her tears were replaced with a big smile and her voice came out with shivering happiness, "Yes, we're definitely going to have a great time. Thank you."

Wel gave her back a gentle pat before she pulled away and he nodded his head, "So, lead the way then. This is your home after all."

The satyrbun nodded eagerly and turned around with a twitching happy tail to start heading inside. It didn't take very long for them to get to her room and not too long for them to get settled on the bed with Wel reclining, leaning back and doing not much else. Pris sat there wondering what he had planned if he was going to be the first one to touch her, reach for her or anything at all. She had her eyes focused on the floor while occasionally darting them toward the boreal feline who simply sat there with one leg crossed over the other knee. Pris had her hands folded in her lap and tried to open her mouth to make the first move but all she did was end up clearing her throat and looking at another direction. When she tried to peer over to him, she saw that he was shuffling quietly out of his hoodie. Her eyes grew big when she saw that he was wearing nothing underneath it and she looked away again. Was this it?!

Pris closed her eyes waiting for something to happen, anything at all but when something finally did happen it was much less than what she expected. She opened her eyes with a blink to see that all he had done was give her a hug around the shoulders and push his face against her cheek. Was this it? Cuddles? Pris could absolutely deal with that. She smiled and returned the embrace with a sigh. Perhaps she was freaking out just a bit still but when she looked down into his gaze, she saw a spark of something hungry and full of mischief. Maybe it was wrong to be suspicious but her intuition was rarely incorrect on this. She began to shiver again while a thousand voices at once whispered in her ear.

Just before she could open her mouth to ask what his intent was, he brought his hand up behind her ear and pinched. She expected to feel his claws on her ear but instead, felt nothing at all. A bright light flashed near her head causing her to gasp and he tugged his hand back with a bamboo wand in hand tipped with a sharp brush covered in black ink. Pris stared at the wand and more importantly, at the ink knowing that he was planning something with it.

"So." Wel began, "How would you like to help me test something new out?"

There it was! That was this was about? That was what the surprise was? Well, if that was the case then she would be more than happy to help, at the same time, she recognized that she wasn't really sure what that something new was so she remained quiet for a moment while thinking. That ink could plant a curse on her with whatever intent that he desired and it always came out usually with something to tease her but even just the mark of that ink on her was enough to make her shudder.

With a sigh, she finally nodded and got up off of the bed to take off her blouse, figuring that she needed to be naked for this. Wel whistled and she felt the flush at her cheeks return while she looked toward him to say something. Her mouth shut easily enough when she saw that his cock was already growing from his sheath, rising with every twitch into the air with those barbs on display at the tip of that canine member.

Wel chuckled and moved to get on his knees, taking his time to feel over her thighs with one hand before it came up to grab her balls gently. She squeaked and felt her own cock pop out into the air, easily made erect by the gentle touches before she shuddered at the sensation of his mouth at the tip of her shaft. It certainly didn't take long until she was fully up while he kissed her cock over and over again, eyes shut. Every kiss was another twitch of her shaft, another pull of her member into the air that made her feel like she was about to burst since she hadn't cum at all that day. He kept on kissing, kept on squeezing her balls and she mewled out to the air with such hunger to release.

When she was about to start pumping her hips to let out a load, he pulled his mouth away and said in a firm voice that caught her off guard, "Don't cum."

Pris blinked and looked down at the boreal feline. His eyes were narrowed and his mouth was set in a firm line adding to the command in his lingering statement. When she answered, all she could manage was the weakest little, "Okay, sir."

Even just that was enough to add to her embarrassment but what was worse was when he chuckled and said, "Good girl."

Pris tried to catch her breath. The excitement was already making it difficult to obey that command and worst of all was the fact that this wasn't even part of the surprise. His lips left tiny heated marks against the side of her shaft that became too cool as he tended to other parts of it. The satyrbun squirmed and wriggled, a flood of warm fog coming over her mind. It coated her and made her feel dizzy enough that she needed to double over and hold onto her friend's head as he continued to kiss her cock and knead her balls with one large hand. There was an increasing heat from his pecks on the side of her shaft that reminded her that he had a bit of fire affinity in him.

Each kiss felt as if her orgasm were being drawn out to the surface before a sudden squeeze at her tip reminded her to be good and keep it down. At this point, she was thrusting her hips without the ability to truly control it, eyes closed while she whimpered and wondered if she would ever get to cum tonight. She clenched her stomach tight and tried to think of other things to enhance her endurance and for the most part, it worked.

Her equine shaft still twitched now and then but it felt like she could hold down the oncoming orgasm rather than be ruled by the feeling of it rising. Pris had managed to erect a wall with her eyes closed and her mouth shut tight while she clutched the sides of the bed. Perhaps Wel could see the struggle in her motions because he began to chip away at that wall by taking hold of her shaft to stroke it softly while kissing the flared tip. The kisses were firmer than before with loud and wet smacks sounding into the air. He occasionally let his tongue out, warmth breath curling around the tip of her cock as he dragged it around the tip lovingly. Every little pass of that hand against her shaft was another tiny bit of the wall being cracked and falling away until she found herself shaking and huffing.

Tiny drops of pre began to slip out of the tip of her cock as she found herself having difficulty keeping that wall from being broken down. She kept her lips pressed together firmly until she had to open her mouth to bite down on her bottom lip to give her something else to focus on. Her legs closed tight, thighs squishing against the sides of her cock as she dug her digits into the bed trying her hardest not to claw into the sensitive material.

Wel began to stop occasionally, both his kisses and squeezing ceasing to let her breathe for just a few seconds. She lowered her guard long enough and Wel suddenly dragged his tongue from the bottom of her shaft all the way to the tip. Her eyes cracked open wide, her mouth opening to gasp as a shot of pre slipped out from the tip to splatter the boreal feline's cheek.

He chuckled and brought a finger up to flick it off with a closed eye as Pris squeaked, "I didn't cum! That's just pre! I... Oh, gosh are you okay?"

There was a smirk that he gave her that filled her with a certain fright and excitement she couldn't explain. His mouth opened slowly to pick and choose the words before he finally spoke, "I'm just fine hon but you know? Since your cock is twitching and hopping all around I think it might be time to complete this little game."

Complete? Oh goodness, that meant she could finally cum, didn't it? Pris was so relieved that she nearly allowed herself to cum right there on the spot but instead, she just breathed out and gripped onto her cock to slowly start stroking but stopped when Wel gripped her wrist. She blinked and looked down to see that he was still smirking and she asked with a squeak, "Uh...Wel? You can, you can let go haha. I can cum myself you know? Like, you don't have to service me or anything. I can just sorta let one out right here and um, I mean you can suck my dick if you wanted to or something but...Just, let go of my wrist?"

Wel purred, "Who said you were allowed to cum?"

Those words dropped in her stomach and she said in a squeaky voice, "What do you mean?"

The boreal feline collected his wand from the bed and hummed, "Well, what I mean is that first, the surprise needs to be unveiled!"

Pris sighed, "Okay, okay...Once the surprise is unveiled can I cum?"

Wel nodded, "You sure can try hon!"

Ignoring the wording, she relaxed and leaned back with a sigh, "Okay, test whatever it is you want on me."

A chuckle curled from Wel's mouth, a sort of smirking noise that caused her to shudder while he raised his wand and pressed the brush tip to her thigh. He whispered as he started to write the words out on her leg but at the angle he was doing it, she couldn't read what he was doing. Pris knew that he could make spells with just lines and that if he wanted to write them out it meant that he needed more concentration for the spell but whatever could be the curse he was putting on her? What was the surprise?

Before her eyes, the ink began to shift and change, jet black liquid growing on her thigh causing her to squeak! It shifted and loomed across her leg all the way down to her ankle before coming up to wrap around her waist and twist toward the other leg to repeat in length. The cool of the ink caused her to shudder as she felt it writhing against her. It cut apart several times in different places, tightening at her rear and cock until it was a thong that was tight and yet somehow so flexible. The ink at her legs had turned into thigh-high leggings that tugged in just the right places causing her to tremble and smile as she realized how cute these little things looked.

Immediately she beamed, "Wel! These are amazing! Could you make a dress out of these?"

Wel looked up, flicking his brush into the air while muttering, "A dress? You know, I think I can work that out. It might take a bit concentration but I don't see why not?"

Giddy that she had such strange clothing on her, she passed a hand along the ink to feel over it, surprised that it felt so soft and smooth almost like flowing silk rather than liquid. Magic was such a wonderful thing! That was it though, that was the surprise and that meant that she could finally cum. The satyrbun took hold of her cock to start pumping it, her eyes closing as she smiled and prepared to ride out the pleasure. This time, Wel did not stop her, did not command her and didn't even say a word. All her good friend did, was plant his mouth on her balls and start pressing gentle kisses to each orb while she stroked her shaft.

What started out gentle, moved to rapid pumping that caused her to pant while she breathed out her pleasure, breathed out how wonderful it felt to finally be getting on track to ending her orgasm. She tugged and tugged until she felt her arm starting to grow tired, shuddering from the pleasure building within her but as her cock twitched and throbbed violently, nothing but a dribble of pre slipped out.

Pris blinked and opened her eyes. She still felt the ever building presence of her orgasm striking at her gut but couldn't really get herself to let loose. There was a moment of ignorance where she thought if she just kept tugging that it would come out but that only seemed to make the burning in her gut worse and worse until she was shaking and letting go of her cock wondering what was wrong. She then looked down at the inky garments before looking over at Wel with big eyes.

The boreal feline was humming happily as he stood up, tossing the wand into the air to let it fade away back into nothing. Her mouth opened wide and she squeaked, "Did you actually make it so that I can't cum!?"

Wel held his hands at his back and chuckled, "Gee, I don't know Pris. How about you keep trying?"

She was about to say something snarky, something sassy and mean but then she felt her heart skip a beat when he suddenly slapped his cock onto her face. Pris tried her best to summon up the irritation that she was feeling but the message was clear with a small huff, she grabbed onto the shaft to start kissing, eyes shut as she moved from the tip to the base before coming back up with her tongue against it. Gingerly, she passed her digits up and down but at the same time, she moved quickly. Her desperation reflected in those tiny moments where she could not help but press herself to go faster to try and work out his orgasm for her own sake.

When she heard him chuckle, it was like the little sounds were forming into physical shards and digging into her, body trembling while he continues to taunt and tease her without even saying a word. Pris focused instead on her worship of the shaft before her, lifting it so she could dip down and give the balls a loving kiss, taking one in her maw to suckle while shuddering. The motion and action of the worship gave her a bit of calm, her body's trembling slowing down as she focused on the task rather than the building pressure. It was something that she had to stomach if she wanted to survive if she wanted to outlast the unbearable build up inside of her.

A hand brushed through her hair pushing it aside as she popped off of Wel's balls to take her lips back up to the tip. When she looked toward him, she saw the hunger glinting in his eyes and she wanted to try and ask him why he was staring so intently, but instead, all she could do was look away. Pris gasped as her body was taken up by the shoulders to be pressed down on the bed. Wel climbed over her and planted his mouth on hers for a loving kiss that made her feel entirely too loved for how lustful this interaction was. It radiated within her as a dull sensation that curled around the heat and eased it for just a few seconds. The relief was so nice that when he pulled his mouth away she whined.

Wel brought his mouth to her neck to peck and peck while he brought his cock down to brush against her underwear. Following his signals, she leaned down to tug the panties enough that her puckered hole was exposed. If she tried to pull it any further then she found that it would not come off. It seems Wel had made it so she couldn't take it off so she was stuck like this and loving every second of it.

While he kissed her neck, he brought a digit down to slip something cool and slick inside of her rear that caused her to tremble, most likely something that would make penetration easier. The cool of his digits was soon replaced by the heat of the tip of his cock. Push and push his cock moved against her puckered hole until finally it spread her wide and he opened his mouth to plant his fangs on her neck causing her to gasp out and squeak from both sensations.

The fangs at her neck were less sweet than she was expecting, the fangs brushing through her fur to meet down on her skin. They never broke through the surface but pressed at odd angles making her wonder what Wel was even trying to do! The pain was something slight despite the fact that he was pressing rather hard and more on her mind was the fact that he was burying himself so deep inside of her. Push and push he went while his fangs pressed to her neck giving her two different sensations to focus on. They both swirled together from her neck and rear into her gut and struck against the building orgasm that refused to come!

Her equine cock was twitching wildly now, the fat thing coming up to slap against Wel's gut with every push making it rather difficult to pretend that she wasn't being affected by this. Every thrust sent another jolt through her body that joined the rest of the pent up pleasure, her mind wondering if she would ever get the release she deserved from this. The sound of his hips meeting her thighs slapped out through the air at a constant rate, growing faster and faster while he worked to breed her. While she was a moaning mess from the rutting, she had forgotten about the fangs at her neck that suddenly pressed down harder causing her to yelp while the boreal feline chuckled at her reactions.

What horrible humiliation she felt every single time he uttered a little muffled chuckle against her neck. She couldn't handle the feelings rolling through her, crashing together not only at her gut but her poor mind as well. Her eyes were shut tight but her third eye was open and glowing bright as if reflecting the overloading that was happening in her mind. Finally, she thrust up as if she was orgasming despite the fact that no cum poured out of her cock and she cried out with her face locked into mixtures of discomfort and glee, all of her eyes open and wide as little hearts played across her vision from the destruction of her being with this fool's game!

Wel finally tore his mouth off of her neck, gasping in a breath as he slammed into her one last time. The knot actually grew and bulged inside of her rear adding more to the sensation filling her while her gut felt the full length of his cock pushing out against it. Each throb brought another push inside of her rear that caused her to squirm, her eyes locked on Wel as he leaned down to plant his mouth against hers so they could share a loving kiss while his orgasm began to fill her.

Rope after rope struck her deepest reaches, her rear tightening hard as she felt the heat bulging up inside of her. The heated seed continued to fill her until she was actually fat with the stuff and her belly was warm enough to serve as a physical reminder of the pressure still ready to leak out of her at any point should he release the terrible curse!

The boreal feline yanked out of her before the knot deflated causing her to arch her back and cry out, "Ah! Fuck! W-Wel you could have at least waited! Gosh ugh please just ugh please let me cum already."

She was a writhing mess but even still, she pushed herself up and brought herself off the bed to get on her knees and start to beg. That was when she heard the whispers so strongly, the call of the ink curling around her ears telling her to calm down, to not cum, and the occasional laughter of a mysterious voice that came with it. Pris looked up expecting mercy but there was only a grin that flashed sharp fangs that made her remember the slight pain she felt at her neck that was blossoming into a proper mark. She could feel the blotched discomfort letting her know that she would have something to look at beneath the fur to remind her of this moment and yet, still she could not cum. Pris needed to do something, needed to try anything to get him to remove the curse and so, she thought of begging.

Pris cleared her throat, breath shaking as he brought up his foot and rested it atop of her cock. She shut her eyes tight and squeaked, to which Wel asked, "What is it? Got something on your mind? Gonna say something?"

The satyrbun kept on thinking, kept on thinking for the right words while the pressure kept on playing tricks with her head as the voices of the ink kept on yelling out in her ears for her to hold it, hold it and hold it some more! Finally, her words blurted from her lips without her thoughts registering them, "PLEASE DADDY!"

Her lips puckered tightly as she realized what she had just said. Wel's grin closed and turned into a curved and crooked smile, his eyes looking down at her as if they were daggers jabbing right into her. He snickered and brought a claw up into the air and sighed, "I guess I can let my sweet daughter cum if she wants."

So embarrassing! But she had no time to think about it as the ink faded from her body and floated away on to the claw of the boreal feline bearing down on her with his foot on her cock. When the curse was gone, she cried out as she felt the first shot of cum pour out of her cock and onto the foot of her friend who was still watching her with big eyes and chuckling. She gasped and squealed, body trembling while all of her cum kept on shooting out onto the floor and onto Wel's foot. It kept going until his black-furred foot and part of his leg were stained white.

Wel whistled and lowered his foot just as Pris slumped, chest rising and falling, cheeks flushed with color and ears held down just as the boreal feline leaned down to grab her cheek chin gently, "I'll be nicer next time, my darling daughter."

Feeling so tired, she could not even argue, only nod and mutter, "Y-yes daddy."