Technically, It’s Not a Free-Use World
When Adam is reborn, he changes the fate of his entire new world.
There, where all men died years ago from a mysterious disease, he is the last one who can save the human population from extinction!
But wait a minute - are these countless different beings, who live in houses, swipe across their smartphone screens in the subway, and go about their boring office jobs, really humans? Or has Adam died and woken up in a bizarre fantasy world where his own kind has been completely replaced by anthropomorphic beings that exhibit more or less animalistic characteristics?
One thing is clear, though. It is Adam’s duty to ensure the preservation of the world’s population. At least that’s what the lead female scientists of Project Eve say.
Almost as if it were routine by now, I hand over the still slightly warm cup - my little swimmers inside ready to be distributed across the entire world - to the doe-eyed medical assistant who is supposedly focused intently on her PC screen, while waiting for me.
I know perfectly well that she’s only pretending.
While I was busy fulfilling my daily duty in the room specially prepared for me, I could clearly hear her pressing herself against the door from the other side.
On top of that, there’s the telltale way she’s breathing. It’s far too fast. No one who is simply sitting at a desk sounds like that.
Especially not someone with a figure as fantastic as hers.
Should I have asked her to keep me company? Doing the “work” together would definitely have been a lot more enjoyable. I can’t complain about the material I was given, but this woman’s attractiveness really puts everything else in the shade.
Curiously, I lean forward and peer behind the desk where the medical assistant sits on her swivel chair with her legs crossed. Of course I immediately notice that she has unbuttoned the top button of her tight lab coat to put her full breasts on perfect display.
When she catches my gaze, she slowly parts her legs and holds the position for a moment before slowly crossing them again. The tight band of her over-the-knee stockings presses pleasantly against her soft thighs, which are practically begging to be touched by me.
The medical assistant is no longer looking at the screen. Its pale glow reflects in her large brown eyes and makes her small black button nose glisten slightly. Her eyes are fixed on me, and as her hand finally closes around the cup containing my warm juice, our fingers brush together as if by accident.
I can feel her trembling lightly. Her reaction makes me grin. She’s excited, of course. I’m probably the first male being she has ever met.
She clearly belongs to the most common phenotype of anthropomorphic women in this world - the ones who look relatively human, if you ignore her short, light-brown fur (which is even noticeably lighter from her face down to her cleavage), the black tip of her nose, or the cute antlers protruding sideways from her hair. In every other respect she doesn’t differ at all from what I would once have called a human.
Here, however, different standards apply. In this world I was suddenly transported into for some reason - right in the middle of my morning commute - there are no humans in the conventional sense. These beings live, speak, and behave exactly like us, but they look different. More animalistic.
I still don’t know much about how this world works; I only arrived here recently. But I have already understood the two most important points.
A: There are no men left. They all died nineteen years ago from a mysterious disease.
B: My sperm is compatible with every single woman who exists here.
To the inhabitants of this world, who have considered their species on the brink of extinction for a long time, I am a gift from God.
And who knows, maybe I really am?!
After all, I somehow ended up here!
Even though the fate of these women touches my heart, I can’t complain about my personal situation so far.
After my arrival caused quite a stir, I was quickly picked up by the female scientists of Project Eve. Ever since the outbreak of the mysterious disease that wiped out all men, they have been researching ways to ensure the survival of their species.
At first I was a little worried they would lock me up and use me as a slave, nothing more than a sperm donor, but my fear was unfounded.
As it turned out, after almost twenty years without any births, they first have to rebuild the entire infrastructure to prepare society for what’s coming.
Everything is missing, from birth clinics, to daycare centers, to schools…
The list is endless.
That’s why it’s completely enough for Project Eve that I show up once a day for my sperm donation, which is then shipped from here all over the world and distributed to women who desperately want to become pregnant by me.
I’ve heard the waiting lists are unbearably long. Of course they are! Almost the entire fertile population of the planet has signed up.
Fortunately, however, I’m still allowed to fuck my way through the world however I please, independent of the official donation. And because every woman here is dying to get pregnant but has to wait far too long because of the lists and the missing infrastructure, they practically throw themselves at me.
No matter where I go, these anthro girls signal to me - sometimes more, sometimes less subtly - that they would literally do anything to get their hands on my precious seed.
Luckily, most of them are exactly the right age. When the disease broke out there was a massive baby boom, a final desperate stand against the inevitable extinction of their species.
Interestingly, every single child born after that turned out to be female.
And since the rest of the fertile women at the time of the outbreak were still too young, I now live in a world that consists almost exclusively of hot anthro babes who have never in their lives felt a real cock inside them, let alone seen one.
Worrying about sexually transmitted diseases is therefore completely off the table for me.
It’s completely bizarre: what is practically an apocalypse for most living beings in this world feels like a dream come true to me.
And if it really is a dream, I hope I never wake up!
While I’m lost in thought, the medical assistant suddenly stands up, probably to store my valuable load in one of the refrigerators.
My eyes are drawn once again to her wonderful, light thighs. The short fur on the outside is a soft light brown, turning almost white toward the inside. When I first arrived in this world I found the sight a little strange, but I quickly learned to appreciate it.
I know immediately that her choice of clothing is no coincidence, nor is the seemingly casual way her short, bushy deer tail, poking out through the hole in her white skirt, brushes across my lap as she squeezes unnecessarily close past me.
I already know exactly what’s directly beneath that tail, and I don’t have to strain to spot the gentle rosy shimmer peeking out from under the opening in her clothes.
When she finally returns from the cooling chamber, her eyes are sparkling with excitement. She seems to have hoped I wouldn’t simply disappear without saying goodbye.
Once again she passes me so that our bodies touch, but this time I feel how her ass presses firmly against my groin for a moment.
As she does it, I grab her right hand and sniff her fingers with interest. My instinct was right.
“You know,” I whisper into her ear while her slender, athletic body with its round hips snuggles against me, “instead of secretly touching yourself behind the door, you could have just kept me company. There’s a reason I don’t lock it.”
She gasps heavily. “That could cost me my job!” she says in a trembling voice, while her free hand is already busy unbuttoning her blouse.
Curiously my fingers wander over the fine white fur trim on her belly and slide down to her panties, which are already completely soaked.
Unable to contain my greed, I rip them off her and throw them to the floor, where they land with a wet slap.
Then I explore the tender, rosy opening of her pussy resting amid that fine white fluff. My fingers glide over the slippery juices caressing her expectant lips.
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Her pussy is wonderful. Soft and fleshy, it rests in an ocean of short, almost silky fur that feels almost velvety under my fingertips as I spread the juices leaking from her dripping wet hole.
While my middle finger draws gentle, steady concentric circles around her clit, I catch myself repeatedly stroking that fine line between bare skin and fur. The transition between the two is barely noticeable, yet it's there - and it's magnificent!
My tender caresses soon make it almost impossible for my doe-like lover to stay on her feet.
Her entire body trembles with uncontrollable lust. If I weren't holding her with one arm wrapped around her flat stomach, she would have already collapsed to the floor.
I notice again and again how her hands twitch toward her crotch.
She, who has only ever known self-pleasure as a form of satisfaction, can barely suppress the deeply ingrained urge to masturbate. Her body is surprised by this unfamiliar, unexpected attention.
So this is what my touches do to a being who hasn't seen a man in her entire life.
I know that in this world every woman owns a dildo and that male sex dolls became standard in many households shortly after the apocalypse. It's safe to assume that my wet, panting friend here has both.
The way she reacts so violently to me shows that they were only a poor substitute.
Almost curiously, I free my half-hard cock and let it glide carefully over her wet slit, coating it with her thick, sticky juices.
I can see it - the feeling of my warm member between her legs robs her of all strength.
She falls forward, lands on the desk, and thrusts her ass demandingly upward. At the same time, one of her hooves stamps firmly on the floor to position her butt for me.
Her little deer tail lifts up, revealing her rosy asshole. I carefully trace the contour of her sensitive rosebud with my finger.
"Please," she whimpers and bites her lower lip so hard in lust that I can see a drop of blood escape. "Don't make me wait any longer!"
Now, as she writhes powerlessly on the desk in barely suppressible ecstasy, an idea comes to me.
I walk around the desk and position myself in front of her face, which is at exactly the right height.
My still half-hard cock, glistening with her thick juices, is right in front of her face.
Her eyes widen as she leans forward and curiously sniffs it.
"Before I can fuck you, you first have to get me properly hard," I explain to her sternly and lay my cock right across her face so that it forms a straight line from the tip of her small black nose up between her brown doe eyes. "I just came into a cup. So you'll have to put in some effort if you want to feel me inside you."
She gasps excitedly while she breathes in the scent of my balls with closed eyes.
It's not the first time I've experienced how strongly the anthropomorphic women here react to pheromones, and right there at my balls they are particularly potent.
"What should I do," she breathes in a high voice. She's breathing so fast now as if she were running a marathon.
I smile.
"You know exactly what," I reply.
Men may have died out, but the pornography from before still exists and is very popular. Even if it's a bit too vintage for my taste, as I quickly noticed thanks to my daily sperm donation.
My deer partner swallows audibly once and then slowly opens her mouth. A single strand of saliva stretches between her lips before her tongue darts out and tentatively licks along my shaft.
For a moment she pauses, as if she first has to process the taste of my cock, then she leans in closer and licks my shaft with a fervor that sends blood rushing into my cock. I can see the thick vein forming on it as her lips move back and forth over my manhood.
When it finally stands rock-hard at full attention, I grab her by her antlers and begin applying pressure to her mouth, which opens willingly and takes my cock deep inside.
Soon the heat of her throat envelops me while she breathes through quivering nostrils, trying to take as much of me as possible.
At the same time, I pull her head closer and closer by her horns to shove my cock deep inside her throat.
When I finally feel her trembling lower lip tickling the base of my shaft, I slowly pull out of her.
Breathing heavily, she gasps for air. A strand - a unique mixture of saliva and precum -connects my cock to her lower lip.
"Please," she begs.
I nod satisfied and position myself behind her again. It doesn't look like she could stand without the desk's support.
While I position my cock in front of her dripping wet opening, I grab her cute little tail for better grip and thrust into her with a powerful stroke.
"Hyaaaaaaaah!" she moans. Her body arches.
For a moment I fear I entered too forcefully, but then she begins pressing back against my lap with the desperation of someone dying of thirst who can only be saved by my seed.
Again and again our bodies slam together with animalistic brutality, and I feel multiple streams of her juices gushing from her increasingly hotter pussy. The fur around her crotch is now completely matted and makes wet smacking sounds every time our bodies separate.
When I can no longer stand this heat, my own arousal finds its way and discharges in the form of a single, massive ejaculation into her receptive womb.
As I push myself all the way in, I feel the tight, powerful muscle tissue of her virgin pussy clench firmly around my manhood. I know exactly that my cock has reached the end, but then, as my seed spills into her, something gives way.
With full fervor, I pump my enormous load directly into her yearning womb.
When I finally pull my cock out of her, my deer partner's crotch shakes because the sensation overwhelms her overstimulated pleasure center.
Slowly I pull up my pants, ready to head outside.
I throw one last glance at the pretty face of my doe-eyed lover.
Her gaze is distant. She breathes heavily and her tongue hangs out of her mouth as if she wants to cool down.
When her pupils fix on me for a brief moment, it seems as if she wants to say something, but the only sound that escapes her is a happy, drawn-out moan.
Smiling, I bend down to her and let my fingers glide once more over her wonderful pussy, from which my milky, thick sperm is dripping.
Then I rub it over her lips until she opens them and sucks my juice from my fingers with smacking sounds.
"If you're still here tomorrow, you can skip the porn," I tell her. "With your help you'll get a lot more sperm from me."
Exhausted but happy, I head outside and glance at my wristwatch.
It's only 9 o'clock in the morning.
"Hey!" a familiar voice snaps at me from the side.
"What the hell took so long?"
I grin broadly.
"Relax! Let's get going first. I'll tell you everything on the way."
My best friend, a punk-rock-loving vixen with the self-ironic nickname Foxy, eyes me suspiciously. She snorts discontentedly and blows the colorful strands of hair out of her face before slapping me in the face with her tail as she passes.
"Next time I'm leaving, got it?" she hisses. "Or bring me along, for fucks sake! You know I'm hot for that sexy nurse of yours up there!"
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Getting to know Foxy was at first a total flop that turned out to be an absolute stroke of luck.
Shortly after I landed in this world, I realized that practically every woman here would give herself to me in almost any situation.
I’d even bet that if I pulled my cock out in the middle of the busiest street in this city, a bunch of hot anthro girls would soon be fighting over who gets to suck my shaft first. It’s pretty hot, but somehow it’s also almost too easy. Sometimes I feel like I’m missing a little bit of a challenge.
When I met Foxy (she supposedly doesn’t tell anyone her real name), I was just beginning to understand the full extent of my freedoms.
Unlike all the other beings who were busily going about their daily tasks or hurrying to work in tight business suits, she was dancing wildly in the middle of the street, a pair of loud black headphones clamped over her furry ears, her tight ass bouncing to the beat of the music.
Foxy belongs to the kind of anthros who don’t technically need clothes because their fur is so dense it covers all the sensitive parts. That’s why instead of proper pants she only wears torn fishnet stockings and a casual leather jacket over her shoulders.
Drunk on my apparent fool’s freedom, I marched straight up to her and simply grabbed her cute ass, which felt firm, round, and a little fluffy under my grip.
She repaid me by slamming her fist into my face.
After that unusual first contact, when we actually talked, we quickly discovered how many things we had in common.
The biggest one - besides our high sex drives and the resulting interest in women - was probably our love of music. Shortly after that we became friends.
Foxy loves this world for the same reason I do. Because it consists only of women.
Also, since she plays bass and I play guitar, we’re currently trying to start our own punk band, but finding members is hard because most of the anthro girls who answer our ad only show up for a chance to get my seed without having to wait on the donor list.
I’m not complaining. After all, I’m very much into sex. But I’d really like it if we finally got a drummer! Sure, there are computer programs for that, but what kind of punk music would that be, please?
“Have you thought about it?” Foxy snaps me out of my thoughts while we stroll together through the bustling streets of the city.
“About what?” I ask, confused.
She sighs.
“About my sister, asshole!” she snaps at me. “Remember? Yesterday I asked you if she could move in with us? I told you what a bitch my mom is…”
When we met, she was homeless, so I simply let her move in with me. My apartment is provided by Project Eve, just like my living expenses. For my daily sperm donation I’m really paid like a king!
“Wait,” I say. “Did you just say ‘with us’?”
“Could be.” She grins. “Don’t make such a fuss. Without me you’d be totally lost here!”
To tease me she blatantly grabs between her legs and bites her lower lip. “Or is that what you want, Daddy?”
Then she doubles over laughing.
Foxy is walking chaos on two legs.
Do I really want another one of her kind in my apartment?
My gaze wanders over her slender body and the bushy red tail with the white tip that moves so gracefully back and forth like a model on the runway.
How could I possibly answer that question with no?
Who knows, maybe her sister, unlike Foxy, is into guys…
“Okay, it can’t hurt to give it a try…” I reply.
“Yay!” Foxy jumps up and hugs me tightly. For a brief moment her slender body presses against mine and once again I notice she’s barely wearing any clothes, but I push the thought down. I like Foxy as a person. I mean it.
As for her sister, though…
I’m curious.
“If you want, we can stop by her place right now!” she says as she lets go of me. Then she points at my crotch. “And don’t think I didn’t feel your little friend down there. Keep your cock to yourself when we meet my sister, okay?”
I grin stupidly. “I’m not promising anything I can’t promise.”
She sighs and shrugs. “I’m saying that for your own protection, just so you know. Ginger is a real bitch!”
“Now I want to meet her even more!” I reply, satisfied.
While Foxy leads the way, my gaze drifts over the façades of the fancy high-rises we’re walking between.
My apartment, as well as Project Eve’s sperm bank, are in a very upscale district. If I’m honest, I’m itching to get to know more of this world. Somehow I have to work out an arrangement with the Project that lets me take longer trips too.
“We’re here!” Foxy announces.
“Oh, that was quick!” I reply, surprised. Then I realize where we are. “Hey! That’s our apartment!”
She grins. “See! You said ‘our apartment’ too!”
“Don’t change the subject,” I reply, irritated. “Is she already here?”
Foxy nods guiltily.
“You were pretty sure I’d agree.”
She smiles mischievously and opens the entrance door of the huge building. “If you’d acted dumb, I would’ve just shown you a picture from our joint beach trip. Ginger looks really hot when she’s wet!” She laughs. “Too bad we’re siblings! She’d totally be my type.”
I swallow hard. Foxy really knows how to manipulate me. She’s got me completely wrapped around her finger.
Together we step into the elevator that takes us straight to our apartment via code.
When we arrive, the place is complete chaos. Piles of clothes are stacked on the floor, the fridge is wide open, the TV is on, and at the same time loud kpop music is blasting from my stereo system.
“What the hell?”
Suddenly, before we’ve taken more than a single step out of the elevator, a young woman appears in our hallway.
She’s wearing a loose white top and tight black hotpants that emphasize her even tighter ass. Her long orange-red hair is tied into two braids with black ribbons that fall down on either side of her head.
She is the absolute cliché of a spoiled sister.
When she turns around, I can see she has cut the back of her pants at the top so her bushy fox tail can move freely. The tear goes so deep that I can see the start of her ass crack.
“Nice pad…” she greets me. “Thanks for letting me crash here!”
I can’t say anything at all; I just stare at her.
When she notices my gaze, she makes a slightly annoyed face.
“My eyes are up here, asshole!”
I take a deep breath.
I’ve brought a tsundere fox into my apartment who behaves like a monster.
Like a fucking hot monster!
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Foxy and I spent the afternoon flipping through picture books at the local library and figuring out where we’d most like to travel.
Shortly after we had found Ginger in my apartment, Foxy and I walked back to Project Eve’s sperm bank to negotiate the conditions under which they could let me travel this wonderful world populated exclusively by anthropomorphic women.
Two surprising things came up right away.
It turned out that the researchers were completely open to my idea. Since my sperm was being distributed all over the world anyway, they offered to transport me to the various Project Eve branches at the initiative’s expense. That way I could travel the world to my heart’s content and still fulfill my obligation.
That was the first surprise. I hadn’t expected to get the green light so easily.
The second surprise followed just as I was about to sign the new contract. While I was skimming the contract, I saw out of the corner of my eye how my doe lover from the morning was trying to slip out of Project Eve headquarters with a box full of office supplies and files.
She had been fired, I was told, because of unprofessional behavior.
Fortunately I managed to get her reinstated, and now she would accompany me on my travels as an official Project Eve representative.
This way I now also had someone to keep Foxy and me company on our flights. And since my hot but deeply lesbian best friend was totally into my new travel companion, a threesome probably wouldn’t be out of the question.
And who knows? Maybe I would even get her permission to stick my cock into her tight little hole.
If not, well, we would still have a lot of fun together.
“Look at this,” Foxy calls excitedly and slides a picture book toward me. The page shows a region that immediately reminds me of the Brazilian rainforest.
Behind us an owl-like librarian hisses disapprovingly. She has already circled our table five times even though we have only been here for half an hour. No doubt because she wants to throw herself at me. Fortunately, like most of them, she seems intimidated by Foxy’s presence and doesn’t dare come any closer than a few steps.
Normally I wouldn’t be opposed to her - especially since I haven’t fucked a girl with feathers yet - but my inner voice tells me I should save my strength for later today.
“Are you into the jungle?” I ask Foxy, surprised.
She shakes her head. “Not necessarily. Just flip the page.”
Irritated, I follow her instruction. The very next page explains her excitement.
“Indigenous tribes!” I exclaim in astonishment as I discover a picture of hot anthro girls all painted in colorful patterns and adorned with traditional body jewelry that apparently makes a point of only covering the parts that aren’t sexually charged. “That looks pretty damn hot somehow.”
Foxy’s eyes sparkle as she leans over to me.
“They’re wild, Adam! Like, really fucking wild!”
I raise an eyebrow while her fingers trace the contour of the admittedly wonderfully shaped vulva of a black panther warrior.
“Do you know why their pussy looks so thick and fleshy?” Foxy asks me, visibly aroused.
“Why?”
She grins. “In the tribes near the equator there’s a belief that one day God will descend to earth to distribute his seed among the women of this world,” she explains. “And since this god can’t devote himself to all women at once, they rub their pussy with a mixture of crushed poppy blossoms and the secretion of some kind of beetle that makes their labia swell and extremely supple. They do it because they hope God will prefer their genitals over everyone else’s.”
I can barely contain my excitement.
“There are entire tribes that have been preparing their pussies their whole lives for one - no, for my cock?”
Foxy grins in amusement. “Exactly.”
I lean forward to study the picture more closely.
“That’s going to be our first destination!” I say with conviction and dig out my smartphone to call Dawn, my former medical assistant and recently promoted travel planner doe partner.
Foxy places a hand on my smartphone.
“No need!” she says and jumps up full of energy. “I’ll stop by her place and tell her in person!”
I grin. “You know where she lives?”
“Sure thing,” she replies. “Don’t wait up with dinner for me. Either I’ll be eating doe pussy tonight, or I’ll stuff twenty cheeseburgers down my throat out of frustration.”
She tilts her head.
“Either way, I probably won’t be home for a while,” she thinks out loud.
“Don’t let me stop you!” I encourage her and watch as she disappears with her ass wiggling.
The moment she’s gone, the owl librarian dares to come closer to me.
Seemingly unintentionally she drops a stack of books right next to me and bends over with her ass stretched out to pick them up.
For a brief moment I’m tempted to just grab her and fuck her senseless between the bookshelves.
But the heart wants what the heart wants.
I quickly pack my things and hurry home.
When I reach the elevator, breathing heavily, I nervously check myself in the mirror and fix my hair while trying to catch my breath.
When I arrive in my apartment I step out of the elevator as if I were the picture of calm.
As I enter, Ginger is lounging on my couch with her back to me, staring at the glowing screen of a tablet she’s typing on eagerly. The music that has been blasting non-stop since her arrival is still at full volume, so she hasn’t noticed me coming in at all.
Curiously I sneak up behind her and stare at the screen.
As I can see, she has opened one of the common AI chat programs here. Unfortunately I can’t see what she’s typing.
But then I notice that I recognize the tablet in her hand. It’s mine!
Hastily I pull out my smartphone and open the AI chat app. The little slut is even using my account.
Curiously I skim her chat history.
Male sperm value?
Where to sell male sperm?
How long does sperm last?
Black market nearby?
How to secretly extract sperm?
Just as I want to put my smartphone away, another question appears in the app.
Where to buy sedatives for extremely deep sleep?
This damn beast!
I quickly sneak back to the elevator and act as if I had just arrived and hadn’t been standing behind her the whole time.
“Good evening!” I greet her.
Before she even answers me, I see on my app how she deletes the entire chat history.
“Heeeeey!” she greets me in exaggerated cheerfulness and jumps up from the couch. “What do you think if I cook something nice for you today?” she asks me coquettishly. “As a thank you for letting me live here!”
She grins sweetly and so fake that I would have seen through it immediately even without my background knowledge.
“That sounds wonderful!” I reply, amused.
“Yay!” she calls and steals past me. “Then I’ll quickly go shopping!”
At the elevator door she stops.
“Fuck!” she calls.
“What’s wrong?” I ask her.
“I don’t have any cash.”
With long lashes she bats her eyes and slowly moves closer. “Could you…?”
I sigh and pull out my wallet. Then I hand her a bundle of bills.
She grins widely and stands on her tiptoes to give me a kiss on the cheek.
“You’re really a good one!”
After that she happily disappears from my apartment.
“Now it’s just a matter of waiting!” I say out loud to myself before I trip over one of the piles of clothes.
“Maybe I should clean up after all!”
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Ginger isn’t even making a real effort to trick me. Although she had promised to thank me with a home-cooked meal, she shows up half an hour later with a pizza box and two bottles of wine that look damn expensive.
Humming cheerfully, she strolls through my now tidied apartment and uncorks one of the bottles. Since she’s standing right in front of the glasses, I can’t see exactly what she’s doing with them, but I don’t need to - I already know her plan.
When she finally hands me one of the glasses filled to the brim, I can even make out the fine white mist left behind by the substance she wants to knock me out with.
“To us,” she toasts.
For a brief moment I consider confronting her, but then I change my mind. This whole thing actually promises to get interesting.
Cheerfully I clink my glass against hers and pretend to take a small sip. At the same time my eyes are already wandering over Ginger’s slender, lasciviously dressed body in anticipation. What I like most about her is the fact that, even though her thighs are quite plump for someone of her build, she still has a magnificent thigh gap.
I’d love to rip those tight black hot pants right off her and run my tongue along her hidden slit.
I’m so horny that I almost forget I’m only supposed to pretend to drink the wine.
Showtime!
Carefully I set my glass down and clutch my head at the same time, acting as if I’m getting dizzy.
“Is everything okay?” Ginger asks me immediately in exaggerated, fake concern.
“I…”
Damn! The couch is too far away!
To make my performance convincing, I have no choice but to let myself drop to the floor.
When I do, I feel the impact hit painfully in my back.
Hopefully this effort is worth it, I think to myself while I keep my face looking peacefully asleep, even though I actually want to scream in pain.
“Adam?” Ginger asks cautiously. “Hey, Adam?!”
When I don’t answer, she giggles briefly.
“Damn, that worked fast,” she says happily. “I probably should have used less!”
The moment she says that, I suddenly feel her bushy long fox tail tickling across my nose.
It takes every ounce of willpower I have not to laugh out loud.
When I briefly open my eyes, I can see that Ginger is kneeling on top of me with her ass pointed straight at my face and is busy working on my pants.
Once she has freed my cock, she tentatively pokes it with her fingertip.
“Whoa,” she says, and I can hear the slight nervousness in her voice. Her hands now close completely around my cock and begin to apply gentle pressure.
When I see her quickly turn around to make sure I’m really knocked out, I snap my eyes shut again and only open them once I feel her hands moving carefully up and down.
During her movements her horny ass hovers directly in front of my face. My nose is right up against the gap between her thighs. If Ginger just leans back a little more, her pussy—still covered by that tiny damn piece of jeans—brushes over the bridge of my nose.
I decide to push my luck and lift my head slightly.
Satisfied, I feel her crotch glide once across my face.
“Hmmmmm,” escapes from Ginger.
She turns around toward me again.
“Fuck, this is making me hornier than I thought,” she mutters. “Better I get undressed, otherwise my panties are gonna get wet.”
After she quickly strips, she returns and kneels over me reverse again so that her pussy continues to hover above my face.
Now that the annoying jeans fabric is out of the way, I can breathe in the full, pheromone-laden scent of her pussy.
Her smell makes me so horny that my cock swells noticeably in her hand.
“What the fuck!” she huffs, and at the same time a shiver runs through her entire body. “How the hell is anyone supposed to get something like this inside them?”
After she recovers from her shock, she begins massaging my cock faster.
The whole time her now glistening wet pussy hovers above me and bathes me in her wonderful scent.
I can’t help myself. Once again I lift my head slightly so that my nose rubs over her wet slit. Ginger leaves a thick, slippery trail of slime on the bridge of my nose.
“Hmmmm,” she moans again. But this time she doesn’t get scared; instead she starts giving in to her lust.
I don’t know if she’s doing it consciously, but suddenly I feel her pussy press demandingly onto the tip of my nose and then slide down toward my mouth.
The juices welling up between her soft lips are incredible. I can taste the sweet sharpness of her secretions dripping heavily onto my mouth.
I can’t suppress my desire and begin gently licking up her juices of pleasure with the tip of my tongue.
Ginger now moans loudly and drawn-out.
Her mouth opens while her hands rub wildly over my cock.
I can see her getting closer and closer. She pushes her face toward my cock and examines it. But for some reason she doesn’t take it into her mouth, even though it’s hovering openly and ready above it.
I can’t hold back any longer and stand up, wrapping my arms around her hips and lifting myself without taking my lips off her pussy, so that Ginger is now hanging upside down in the air, held by me.
Her face is only centimeters from my cock, which is stretching toward her almost angrily.
“What the hell!” she gasps. Her breathing is heavy. “What’s going on here? You’re awake?”
I’m way too busy with her horny pussy, so I only briefly pull away from her.
“Suck!” I order her and keep licking while I abruptly let her body drop lower.
“Okay.”
Fortunately Ginger decides not to protest.
When I feel my member writhing in her endlessly wet, hot mouth and her tongue curiously tasting my precum, I can no longer hold back. I thrust deep into her throat and cum inside her.
After I’ve emptied myself, I let her down to the floor where she sits up coughing and glares at me angrily.
“Hey,” she croaks. “What the hell was that supposed to be.”
Her right hand clenches spasmodically in front of her pussy, her middle finger clearly resting over her clit.
“Are you deaf?” she growls. “You just pumped half a fortune into my stomach!”
I look at her seriously - at her body, which is still trembling with expectation.
My cock is already rising again.
“Bend over!” I instruct her.
Ginger doesn’t protest.
Hesitantly she gets on all fours and presents both her openings to me.
I move behind her and let my still slippery cock glide alternately over her asshole and her pussy.
“Where do you want it first?” I ask her.
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It gives me incredible pleasure to play with Ginger.
Again and again my spit-slick cock glides alternately over her pussy and her asshole. Each time I apply just enough pressure to her holes that I almost slip inside, only to pull back at the very last moment, right when her tight muscles give way and start to open for me.
I could enter her at any second, but I still refuse and instead watch how she writhes in arousal and huffs in disappointment every time I withdraw my cock.
“Fuck me already, you bastard!” she snaps at me, even though her voice is nothing more than a whimper. “In any fucking hole! Just take me already!”
She moans as I build pressure against her pussy once more and then let my shaft glide over her dripping wet labia.
“If you ask me nicely, I’ll think about it,” I instruct her.
Ginger hisses.
“You’re such a goddamn bastard!”
I pull back.
“Fine!” she huffs angrily. “Please, please, please fuck me!”
Immediately and without saying another word, I thrust my rock-hard cock into her pussy.
She feels unbelievably tight and alive. The wet slit between her firm thighs reminds me a little of slicing open a plump watermelon.
The way the firm rind bursts open after the first cut and keeps spreading wider to reveal the juicy red flesh.
That’s exactly how Ginger’s pussy feels right now. As if my cock is splitting her apart.
For a moment the vixen loses feeling in her legs and slips, so that she is held up only by my cock while I fuck her from behind in a standing position.
I quickly wrap my arms under her soft, fur-covered breasts and pull her against me.
“Hmmmmmmmm!”
As I drive deep inside her, she leans back and moans loudly. Her nose tickles across my lips while she turns her face toward me and looks at me from under half-closed eyelids, almost submissively.
She tickles me with her nose again as my hip movements grow stronger and she breathes warm puffs of air into my face in short bursts.
When I finally kiss her, Ginger melts. I know instantly that she is completely mine right now. Maybe not forever, but in this moment I have full control over her body. The fox girl has totally submitted to me.
Her wet little nose brushes over my cheek while she looks at me as if she’s waiting for my instructions.
I close my hands around her soft breasts and begin squeezing her already hard nipples between my thumb and index finger. They feel like two diamonds resting in the center of her soft, proudly jutting breasts.
The whole time I can feel Ginger’s bushy fox tail - trapped between our sweaty bodies - thrashing excitedly back and forth.
Curiously I wrap my hand around it and bend the vixen forward so that her upper body slams onto our kitchen table while I pull gently but firmly on her tail until she balances on her tiptoes and presents her ass to me.
It is firm and coated by thick fur. When my hand caresses it, she shudders under the touch.
She isn’t ready yet.
While I now fuck her a little more gently, I wet my middle finger in her pussy and then carefully push it into her tight asshole, which accepts it with spasmodic muscle twitches. I stretch her slowly until there is enough room to add my index finger as well.
“Hnyaaaa!”
Ginger moans and sighs at the same time.
After I have also placed my ring finger inside her, her asshole is stretched wide enough.
Slowly I pull my fingers out of her and position my cock.
“Be…” she breathes. “Be gentle… okay?”
In response I give Ginger a soft, tender kiss and at the same time push the tip of my cock into her asshole.
While we kiss I slide deeper and deeper.
The hot breath streaming through her clenched teeth grows faster, but she doesn’t pull away from me. Instead she only presses her lips harder against mine.
Then I feel that I am buried to the root of my cock inside her.
Carefully I slide my hands under both her thighs and lift her up so that she is sitting on my cock while I hold her in a standing position.
Then I let her bounce up and down while I fuck her like my personal fleshlight.
At that exact moment I hear the elevator open and turn around, with Ginger still impaled on me.
Her body chooses precisely this moment to cum in a powerful gush.
Just as the elevator doors open, Ginger squirts so hard that a fountain erupts from her pussy all the way to the entrance of my apartment.
Her first spurt is the strongest, while during the two following ones her legs begin shaking so violently that my cock inside her asshole feels like it’s inside a maxed out massage device.
From all her thrashing she slips off me and lands limply on the floor.
When she turns around to look at me, my own orgasm surges through my body and unloads in thick ropes across Ginger’s face.
Several thick drops land on her eye, and when she wipes them away with the back of her hand, she smears her eyeshadow.
“You look like a whore,” Foxy comments as she steps out of the elevator looking slightly disturbed and deliberately keeps her distance from the wet puddle on the floor that her sister left there. “But at least like one who had fun!” Foxy adds with a grin.
Then she turns behind her.
“Come on in,” she calls into the elevator. “Don’t worry, you get used to the sight pretty quickly!”
Confused, I look past her and discover something that makes my heart beat faster.
An unbelievably attractive bat woman who definitely falls into the big titty goth GF category. Her black hair reaches down to her ass and the naive look with which she surveys my apartment makes her seem like a total airhead. Her outfit consists of a skin-tight black dress with some leather elements.
I’m completely smitten.
She is exactly my type.
While I can’t get enough of the bat woman’s body, Ginger’s gaze shifts back and forth between the newly arrived woman and me.
When I look down at her to help her up, I can see her puffing out her cheeks.
I half expect a tantrum, but Ginger decides otherwise.
Without taking her eyes off the newcomer, she opens her mouth wide and begins sucking my cock as if it were a damn drinking straw.
Her mouth works so intensely that I can’t help but bury my hands in her hair, causing her pointed triangular fox ears to fold down.
“Okaaaay…” Foxy drawls and turns to me. “I’ll introduce you to our new drummer later, I guess…”
She motions for the bat woman to follow her. “Come with me, I’ll show you where you can crash!”
When I hear Foxy say “crash,” I should probably react, but Ginger distracts me by pulling off my cock after one last intense suck and licking her lips contentedly.
She looks extremely satisfied and suddenly I have the feeling that the moment in which I had her under control is over and that the power dynamic is already shifting back in her favor.
Suddenly a dull thud sounds and I hear Foxy curse loudly.
I turn around.
“Did the new girl drink the wine?” I ask Foxy.
She nods irritably and turns to Ginger, shaking one of the bottles that had been standing on the counter.
“Did you poison just the glass, or the whole bottle?”
Ginger grins mischievously.
“Just the glass.”
Foxy thinks for a second, then shrugs.
“Rock ’n’ Roll, baby.”
Before I can stop her she takes two big gulps from the bottle and passes out before she can take the third.
“Good, now we have the apartment to ourselves again!” Ginger says and grins contentedly before her lips close around my now soft cock once more.
“You still owe me a load of your cum,” she scolds me accusingly, while most of her words are muffled by the wet smacking sounds my cock makes in her mouth.
I actually want to contradict her.
I’m sure that after we’ve already fucked twice, I’m completely drained.
But then my cock begins to stir again and I feel myself getting hard once more.
“Why not?” I think and place my right hand on Ginger’s head to coordinate her sucking efforts.
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When I wake up, I immediately notice a slightly sharp but not exactly unpleasant smell that, as my still half asleep mind realizes, I can also taste on my tongue.
Slowly I open my eyes and immediately understand the reason. Ginger’s tight, furry body rests heavily on top of me. My face is positioned exactly between her legs. Judging by the taste in my mouth, I must have licked her until I passed out from exhaustion.
When I experimentally move my hips, I feel my cock slowly sliding out of her muzzle. I shiver as her warm, moist breath brushes over my tip at regular intervals.
If I get hard now, I’ll end up right back in her mouth.
The thought makes me grin.
Exhausted, I detach myself from her and let her equally completely drained body slide onto the couch.
For a moment she stirs in her sleep and her face takes on an annoyed expression. Then I watch as she rolls onto her back while her hand wanders down to her pussy. The feeling of her fingers gently massaging her slit, which my cock had overworked, seems to calm her, because shortly afterward she falls fast asleep again.
Grinning, I turn away.
What a life! I hadn’t expected that my forced roommate would bring me so much joy.
Though I shouldn’t be surprised, after all, I have a thing for tsundere girls.
With stiff legs I march over to the fridge to get myself a bottle of orange juice.
When I open it, I unfortunately have to realize that it’s already almost completely empty.
That’s the downside of roommates. Especially ones who think of your stuff as their own.
Considering that this world practically showers me with every conceivable luxury and beautiful fur-girls without me having to do much more than regularly donate my sperm, I probably shouldn’t take the whole possession thing too seriously either.
Sighing, I top up the rest of the contents with tap water and then drink almost the entire bottle.
On the way to the kitchen table I nearly trip over Foxy and our new bat-girl drummer.
I stop nervously.
Whatever Ginger mixed into the wine must have been way too strong a dose!
Worried, I bend down and hold my hand in front of the bat woman’s button nose.
She’s breathing! What a relief!
So at least Ginger didn’t poison her.
While I feel her soft, warm breath on my palm, I thoughtfully study her wonderful body.
Yesterday I had been so busy with Ginger that I hadn’t had any time to really look at her!
She’s slim, but has a rather impressive ass and wonderful large tits that are barely covered by her black leather dress. Now I also see how they rise and fall regularly. With every one of these movements the leather of her dress creaks, as if her breasts are begging to be freed by me.
It really does look uncomfortable, the way she’s lying there in her much too tight clothes.
While I’m looking at her, my fingers accidentally brush against her full, black-painted lips.
For a second I flinch back, but then curiosity wins out and I trace the contour of her soft, sensual mouth with my index finger once more.
My gaze slides down to her far-too-short skirt. The skin on her thighs is pale, almost gray, and looks firm.
At that exact moment my doorbell rings and I feel the lips around my finger curve into a grin.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” I begin and look at the sleepy but now open eyes of the bat woman with a mixture of horror and hope.
Is she going to hold it against me that I just touched her like that? I could defend myself and say that I only did it to make sure she was still alive, but that’s a damn weak defense. One that also doesn’t completely match the truth.
If she had slept any longer, I wouldn’t have known where I would have stopped.
I shudder at my own overreach. The almost unconditional devotion that the fur-girls of this world show me almost everywhere has made me callous.
In front of us Foxy stirs. She sits up with a frown.
My heart beats faster. Not having control over my fingers was a huge mistake. What if they all think I’m a rapist now?
But my concern seems unfounded.
Even while this thought shoots through my head, our new drummer opens her mouth and closes her full lips around my finger.
Under my nervous gaze she begins to caress the tip of my index finger with her tongue.
My cock instantly goes rock hard.
Laughing, she pulls away from me and rubs her tired eyes.
“What the hell is going on here?” Foxy calls angrily. “You goddamn lucky bastard! I want to get some pussy too for once!”
Just as she says that, the elevator opens and my doe-shaped former nurse, who recently started working as my travel planner, enters my apartment.
The chaos, Ginger sprawled fucked-out on the couch, Foxy who clearly spent the night on the floor, and the bat girl lying on the ground amusedly sucking on my finger all seem to overwhelm her a little.
“Um…”
With a wet smacking sound the bat woman’s lips release my finger.
“By the way, my name’s Midnight,” she giggles.
My former nurse approaches hesitantly.
“Am I interrupting?” She swallows audibly. “I wanted to pick you up for our trip.”
I had completely forgotten! Hopefully we didn’t oversleep!
“Sorry, are we running late?” I ask. “When do we have to leave?”
She shifts nervously from one foot to the other.
“In about three hours we should head to the airport.”
I frown. “In three hours?”
Why is she here so early then?
Foxy elbows me in the side and wiggles her eyebrows meaningfully.
“Oh!” I say quietly.
I look back and forth between her and Midnight.
“Then we still have a little time before we have to leave…”
Midnight grins and stretches on the floor, her small leathery wings brushing unintentionally over my foot.
I offer my doe-eyed travel companion my hand.
“What do you think - should I introduce you to my roommates?”
With slightly sweaty fingers she takes my hand, while her free hand wanders between her breasts.
“Sure,” she breathes.
Foxy slides up beside me.
“You take care of our drummer and leave the hot nurse to me…” she whispers in my ear. “If you manage that, I might even let your cock get acquainted with my pussy.” She slaps my ass. “But for that this Deer-Cutie better have something really good to offer!”
I nod silently.
Of course I can hardly wait to travel to the land of the wild Amazons who have already been preparing their pussies for my cock through religious rites before I even arrived in this world and who worship me like a god…
But we still have three whole hours before we have to leave, after all.
That’s enough time to get to know our new drummer a little better.
Besides, I’m really looking forward to sliding my cock into Foxy’s wet slit.
Maybe it’s because she’s been the only woman here so far who has said no to me, but every time I think about doing exactly that, I already get rock hard.
Suddenly I feel Midnight’s face press firmly against my crotch.
She takes a deep breath and savors the scent of my cock with trembling nostrils.
Okay, I think, Foxy can wait.
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While Midnight unbuckles my belt with graceful fingers, my doe-girl travel guide approaches us. Her lips are slightly parted, and as she presses herself against me, I hear the gasp escaping her mouth and feel her rapid heartbeat through her plump breasts that she presses full of desire against my torso.
Her hand slides against my chin from the side and demands that I unite her lips with mine.
While I kiss her, I look past her at Foxy, who is slowly peeling out of her fishnet stockings and pulling off her tight top.
It almost seems as if she wants to put on a show for me.
Very slowly and with a mischievous grin, she pulls her top over her shoulders, her heavy breasts being lifted by the tight fabric until the point is reached where they free themselves from the garment and bounce hypnotizing.
“Oh!”
Midnight gasps as my swelling cock slaps obscenely against her face.
Seeing Foxy finally naked just makes me way too horny.
Before my eyes she stretches her athletic body and playfully rubs her rosy nipples, which become stiff like two icebergs under her own touch.
Meanwhile her bushy tail twitches forward and gently strokes over the tight ass of my doe-girl.
She startles at the unexpected touch and pulls her lips away from mine with a wet smack, a strand of saliva stretching from her outstretched tongue to my lower lip.
“Hey!” she gasps in surprise and wants to turn toward Foxy, but I slide my right hand under her chin and bring my left to her sticky wet pussy, beginning to gently glide my middle finger between her trembling labia.
“I don’t even know your name yet!” I whisper to her.
She shudders under my touch.
“Dawn,” she gasps. “My name is Dawn.”
I nod and sink my finger deeper into her pussy, feeling how the firm muscles of her abdomen cling to it with all their strength, almost sucking on my finger as if she wants to take me in by all means.
“A wonderful name, Dawn.”
I breathe her name into her ear.
“Listen, Dawn,” I say and begin circling my finger inside her, making her lean forward. Her ear is right at my mouth. “If you take a little care of my friend, then as a reward you get to choose which hole I fuck you in later.”
She trembles but doesn’t answer.
I pull my finger out of her, eliciting a whimpering sound from her.
“Do we have a deal?” I ask her.
Dawn nods weakly.
As a reward I kiss her again and nod to Foxy.
“Have fun, you two!” I say with a grin.
The vixen doesn’t hesitate long.
Still right there she drops to her knees and buries her surprisingly long, greedy tongue in Dawn’s trembling pussy.
I turn around.
Midnight has already taken my cock deep inside her, but when she notices that she finally has my full attention, she digs her sharp fingernails into my ass cheeks and slowly pushes my cock deeper and deeper into her throat.
For a moment I feel the resistance of her larynx, but then she overcomes even that and smiles proudly as her lips scrape over the short stubble of my pubic hair.
Her throat feels so incredibly warm and wet that I almost feel like I’ve stuck my cock into an active volcano.
As I slowly pull out of her she gasps in relief and takes a deep breath.
“Get undressed,” I command her.
She obeys immediately.
With wet slaps her heavy leather clothes land on the marble floor of my apartment.
Almost shyly she presents her wonderfully slim, pale body to me, grinning at me suggestively while sliding her hands under her massive tits.
I place a hand on her head and push her back down to the floor.
“Use your tits!”
Midnight grins amused and begins squeezing my cock between her massive breasts. With almost gentle, steady movements she satisfies me.
To be honest, the fact that I wanted to feel her massive tits was only one of the reasons I pushed her to the floor.
The other was that I absolutely wanted to keep an eye on Foxy and Dawn.
The two are now lying tightly entwined on the couch in front of me, kissing wildly with lust. From here I can clearly see how their dripping wet pussies are rubbing against each other.
I can’t control myself.
“Wait a second,” I say to Midnight and stride toward the two with my angrily twitching cock.
Carefully I drop to one knee and begin sliding the tip of my cock exactly where their two pussies meet.
As a reaction I hear a startled moan from one of them, but neither of them stops me from continuing to push along their wet slits.
While thick, viscous juices drip from Dawn’s aroused pussy and lubricate my cock from above, I feel on its underside the comparatively delicate moisture of Foxy’s surprisingly tight pussy.
Again and again I catch a glimpse of her rosy opening while the two rub against each other and press their pussies against my cock from both sides.
Carefully I pull back and begin applying gentle pressure with my tip against Foxy’s cunt.
I can see how she arches up and wants to pull away, but suddenly her bushy tail wraps around my thigh and pulls me closer to her.
I’m gentle, but only as long as necessary. After I’m sure Foxy has handled my first two thrusts well, I fuck her with all the pent-up lust that has built up inside me since our first meeting.
It’s amazing. Foxy’s pussy feels like it was cast in the exact image of my cock. She is so perfectly tight that I feel every millimeter of her.
Fucking her sends my mind so far away that it takes me a while to realize that Midnight has joined us and is now also lying on top of the two women.
In front of me three wonderful, wet, and willing pussies are stacked, just waiting to be used by my cock.
Cheerfully I get to work.
While holding onto Foxy’s thighs, I pull my cock out of her with slight regret, eliciting an exhausted sigh from her.
Then I fuck Dawn’s and Midnight’s willing holes alternately until I can no longer hold back and distribute my hot cum evenly over their trembling pussies.
While my seed runs thick and viscous over their exhausted genitals, I use my now half-hard cock to push the sticky fluid deep into their pussies.
When I reach Foxy I use my index finger to apply slight pressure to my cum duct to push even the last remnants of my (in this world) infinitely precious fluid into her as well.
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When I wake up, I can already see the endless jungle below us through the window of our private jet.
The sight takes my breath away. Once again I’m reminded of what incredible privileges come with my new life. Back then, a trip like this would probably have cost me all my savings.
Thousands of massive trees tower into the sky and block the view of what Foxy, Dawn and I came here for.
Hot Amazons!
Satisfied, I stretch and only then realize that Dawn is still on top of me.
Of course! After we fucked on my seat, we both fell asleep from exhaustion.
Sighing, I push her off me and tuck my cock, still slightly sticky from her juices, back into my pants.
For a moment I consider getting some wet wipes to clean it, but then I think that Dawn can just lick it clean later. It wouldn’t be the first time, after all.
Exhausted, I scratch my balls.
In the last few days I’ve cum so often that I feel completely drained by now. That’s why I’m correspondingly annoyed that my first stop in this foreign land leads straight to a sperm donation station.
I’m still really looking forward to the opportunity to fuck the native anthro girls who have been preparing their pussies for my cock through religious rites for years, but a little break would definitely do me good.
If I keep using my best piece this excessively, it might fall off at some point…
Next to me, Dawn suddenly starts cooing in her sleep. While she does so, her crotch, which is turned toward me, moves and her naked ass is wiggling quite lasciviously. I watch with interest as her short doe tail points straight up.
The sight is enough to wake my own cock from its drowsiness as well.
Grinning, I lean down and start licking Dawn’s still slightly sticky slit.
Maybe I’m worrying for nothing. I can’t say whether it’s because the anthro girls in this world are just so incredibly horny, or whether the unknown power that made me land in this world turned me into a sex god, but my libido has been nearly unshakable since I got here.
“Good moooorning!” Foxy yawns sleepily as she sits down with us, holding a cup of coffee. Like Dawn, she’s also naked, except for the choker she’s wearing around her neck.
Ever since I came inside her, she’s been much more naked around me. Still, she refused to sleep with me again during our flight. She said what happened between us was a one-time thing. However, she winked strangely while saying it, so I suspect she just doesn’t want to make it too easy for me.
Yawning, she sits down with us and places Dawn’s head on her lap. While I sit up and take a sip from her coffee cup, she absentmindedly strokes her fingers over the thick labia of our doe companion.
I grin. I also find it hard to resist Dawn’s pussy. This feeling, this transition from fur to soft, smooth skin, is still something very special. Even in this world.
“How are we actually supposed to get to these natives you’re so eager to fuck?” Foxy suddenly asks thoughtfully. “There’s probably no paved road leading there or anything.”
I shrug.
“That’s what Dawn is for,” I say tiredly. The coffee is waking up my mind, but the scent of Dawn’s crotch has awakened a completely different part of me that is now claiming most of my thoughts. “You two can ask around while I shoot my load into the lab's test tube.”
Foxy grins while her slender fingers push deeper into Dawn’s pussy.
“Good idea,” she says.
Dawn moans softly in her sleep.
Suddenly Foxy’s gaze falls on the visible bulge in my pants.
She rolls her eyes.
“You can jerk off if you want, I don’t mind, but this round belongs to me. You’re going to get more than enough pussy in the next few days anyway!”
I tilt my head and decide to try my luck.
“Will you lend me a hand?”
Foxy thinks for a long time, but eventually sighs and positions herself between me and the still sleeping Dawn.
Then she wraps her left hand around my cock and begins to slowly massage it, while at the same time pushing her right hand deep into Dawn’s wet slit.
“And who’s going to take care of me?” Foxy sighs, slightly miffed.
I don’t hesitate and slowly slide my hand over Foxy’s firm, furry stomach down to her crotch, where I carefully circle her already swollen clit with the tip of my middle finger.
Foxy’s labia are completely covered in short but incredibly soft fur, which my finger keeps slipping off of, but it doesn’t seem to bother her.
I would love to just slide my cock into her right now, but she’s using her hand so well that it’s a wonderful consolation.
In this constellation we finally land at the airport of a huge port city called Puerto Anturro.
When I step out of the plane, I feel guilty.
During our threesome I was so distracted by Foxy’s wonderful, trembling breasts, whose nipples pointed straight toward the sky during her orgasm, that I didn’t even notice I had shot my cum ont0 the expensive leather of the plane seats.
And the worst part - I just left without cleaning up my mess.
Damn! If I don’t take care of it, I’ll feel guilty about it forever!
I sigh briefly and roll my shoulders before marching back into the plane. I know exactly that it would bother me for the next few days if I just left now without cleaning up my accident.
When I return to our cabin, however, I see that my guilty feelings were unfounded.
Our pilot, an attractive wolf with snow-white fur, left her cockpit when we got off the plane and is now kneeling on all fours in front of my seat, greedily licking up my spilled seed.
I really keep forgetting how crazy this world is for my sperm!
Since she hasn’t noticed me yet, I carefully step back and leave her to her pleasure.
However, I pause for a moment and watch in fascination as her excitedly twitching, bushy tail stands so high that I can catch a glimpse of her tight asshole through the slit in her skirt underneath.
It seems to be begging for my cock.
For a moment I consider approaching her again, but then reason wins out.
If I fuck everything that gets thrown in front of my cock, I probably won’t even make it off the airport grounds during this trip!
If she’s the same pilot who will fly us back, I make a mental note to make sure she gets to lick up a lot, lot more of my cum. And straight from the source!
Absentmindedly I walk down the stairs leading to the runway and bump right into Foxy’s back.
“Why did you stop?” I ask in surprise.
She swallows audibly.
“Pinch me,” she says.
Grinning, I follow her request and pinch her firm ass.
“Ouch! Hey!” she growls.
She punches me in the side and points to a hangar nearby. A few scantily clad anthro girls are waiting there, whose outfits remind me very much of the pictures from the book Foxy and I looked at together in the library.
When Foxy points at them, they suddenly start moving.
“Do you think they’re here because of us?” she asks, slightly nervous.
My gaze wanders over their athletic bodies.
One of the women is a giant panther with massive breasts, towering several heads above her companions. What the other two are, I can’t yet make out from this distance.
“I don’t know,” I answer, turning to Foxy, and rub my hands together, which have become slightly sweaty from excitement. “But I hope so!”
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Disclaimer: This chapter is told from the perspective of Mina, a native who will soon meet Adam. I’m doing this to give you a better understanding of the natives’ culture, cock whorspipping rites and to give them more depth in general.
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Although the paint made from crushed fire ants has long since seeped through her fur and is now burning horribly on the sensitive skin of her intimate area, Mina does not let it show that she is in pain.
All the larger tribes in the area have gathered to witness her coronation.
And with them is also Shadow, the strongest of the Panther Clan and her greatest rival.
Mina suppresses a sigh.
Many of the elders still believe that Mina is not a worthy recipient of the sacred seed. They consider her too weak and accuse her of being too slender to become the mother of the new world.
Something no one would ever say about Shadow.
Unlike Mina, the pantheress is tall, extremely muscular, and has the temperament to take on the entire world.
But that is exactly where Mina sees the mistake.
The Chosen One of the Fertility God should not be a warrior. Of course he would not want a weakling at his side. But it is the destiny of the Chosen One to become a worthy woman and a good mother. Such a woman must certainly be strong, but also gentle and capable of allowing weakness.
That is something Shadow could never do!
Mina allows herself a short breath of relief when the eldest of the Cat Clan finally sets her brush aside and signals for Mina to stand.
Proudly she rises and presents the patterns on her athletic feline body to her tribespeople and the envoys of the other beast tribes, whose faces clearly show the displeasure they feel at the sight of her.
No one had expected that a feline would be crowned.
No one had expected it and no one had wanted it.
The clans of the Panthers, the Bear Women and the Snakes had taken the news the hardest. They stand gathered around her now, pretending to be magnanimous, yet Mina knows perfectly well that they are already plotting.
But she will not allow it. She had to be strong and clever to be chosen, and she will continue to be so in order to fulfill her destiny.
As Mina slowly turns on her own axis, she spots among her own tribespeople, who are excitedly clapping and cheering with pride, the sad face of Kitana.
Until two years ago, they had been lovers.
They have known each other their entire lives. They have lived through the years together when their bodies matured and had to deal with all those confusing feelings that accompany a womans path into adulthood.
During that time they had given each other closeness and exchanged tentative first caresses.
Even today, when Mina closes her eyes, she can still feel Kitana’s shy hands carefully, almost reverently, cupping her soft breasts, as well as her slightly rough tongue curiously licking over her hardening nipple.
Eventually, however, Kitana had wanted more. Her gentle touches had become more demanding, more passionate.
It was she who had made Mina realize that she had been made for the Fertility God. She had enjoyed her friend’s touches, yet she had not longed for them either.
Kitana had not been capable of igniting that fire inside her that she always dreamed of at night while her own fingers cramped in her lap from unsatisfied lust.
Everything Kitana had been able to do was to ease the hunger a little - the hunger that the absence of her God awakened in her.
When Mina realized this, she separated from Kitana and devoted herself to preparing for the day she would be chosen to spend her life at the side of the Fertility God.
At the thought that she would soon taste his seed, hoping that it would enter her and wash away all memories of unfulfilled nights, Mina feels moisture forming in her lap that has nothing to do with the paint made from crushed fire ants.
Kitana seems to notice the scent emanating from her lap as well. She looks downcast as she lifts her nose and savors the air filled with Mina’s anticipatory passion.
Let Shadow and the others scheme their intrigues and throw themselves at the one promised to her, Mina thinks. Let them beg for his seed and ride him with their unworthy genitals!
They would get nothing more from him!
Because once he left the jungle again and ascended into the sky on his iron bird, it would be Mina alone who would go with him, to spend her life far from these forests giving birth to and raising his children - children who would one day return and fill the jungle with new life.
Every day she would offer herself to him and hope to be the chosen one granted the privilege of taking his manhood inside her.
Mina can hardly believe her luck.
She feels so filled with joy that she is still smiling even when all the gathered beast-women form an orderly line and one after another kneel before her to bless her according to the rite - by selflessly licking with their tongues over Mina’s labia, swollen from the aggressive ant paint.
And although Mina has never felt real lust from the touch of another woman, she now feels a wave of arousal washing over her as very different tongues - some rough, some soft, some long, some short, some broad and others thin like plant stems with a split end - caress the sensitive spot between her legs.
Last of all, the proud pantheress Shadow steps before her.
Her muscular body visibly tenses as she submits to the rite and kneels before Mina.
Even in this position she still reaches up to Mina’s chest.
But Mina does not let herself be intimidated.
Bravely she grabs the pantheress’s flowing black mane and pulls her head into her lap.
And when she finally feels her rival’s warm, wet tongue slide over the opening between her legs, she lets out a piercing scream in which all the gathered clans join.
At the same moment she sees above her the proud wings of an iron bird.
Finally, the time has come.
God has arrived!
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Shadow
Her entire body trembles with rage while her tongue, seized by unexpected lust, savors the sweet nectar that flows from between Mina’s labia and slowly runs down the feline’s graceful thighs.
It is because of this nectar, its promising scent and exquisite taste, that this cat was chosen over her, the strongest of the Panther Clan.
The elders have made a wrong decision. Of that, Shadow is certain.
Even though her heart burns with fury and contempt, she reluctantly pulls her tongue away from the soft, slippery opening of the mistakenly chosen one and then storms off with powerful strides.
What does this fragile creature know about the devotion of a real woman?
For every single day of the past two years, Shadow has trained the swing of her hips and the endurance of her pussy on one of the sacred branches of the Phallus Tree. She has devoted herself so intensely and passionately to the study of pleasure that she has polished the gnarled, curved branch assigned to her completely smooth and supple using nothing but the juices and strength of her womanhood.
Something this little kitten could never achieve, not even in her wildest dreams!
The way the cat looks, she’ll break under God’s very first merciless thrust.
Oh, how Shadow hopes that her savior enjoys strength and power just as much as she does. There is nothing she wants more than that the thrusts of his cock will bless her with painful ecstasy and that his seed will gush out of him with such force that it nearly tears her womb apart.
She, who has been the strongest and bravest of all the clans her entire life, longs for nothing more than to be dominated by her God. Every day she prays that his cock will be hard enough to beat the wildness out of her and make her his woman.
Mina, the Chosen One, probably cannot even comprehend this desire, Shadow thinks. What does this creature know about the ecstasy of pain?
Even this Kitana from her own tribe claims that the Chosen One guards her virginity like a precious little jewel.
If God truly makes the Chosen One his woman, she will surely break on his very first thrust.
When Shadow finally returns to the ranks of the Panther Clan, Lightning, her battle companion, wordlessly hands her her weapon.
Shadow immediately feels herself calm down as her fingers close around the familiar wood of her club.
With her eyes closed, she sniffs the smooth wood of the weapon. It is saturated with her own scent, with her animalistic wildness.
Just as the custom of the Panthers demands, she has turned her branch of the Phallus Tree, and turned it from her lover into her weapon. She personally struck the defeated wood from his body and has since hunted with it every day and united with it every night, in order to pay homage to God’s cock.
Suddenly she feels saliva unintentionally gathering at the corners of her mouth.
Is it the memories of her studies in pleasure that are making her drool, or is it the sweet nectar from the Chosen One’s pussy?
Shadow growls.
Mina’s juices are indeed something special. Shadow is big enough to admit that. But that doesn’t mean she will simply stand by and watch while the Chosen One claims the Fertility God for herself and takes him away from her.
After all, he is God! Who if not him makes his own decisions?
And he will realize that Shadow is the better companion for him!
Lightning pulls her out of her thoughts.
“Neera has already left. She was the first to spot the iron bird.”
With a devilish grin, Shadow slowly slides her club over her slightly wet pussy. She can feel the wood of the Phallus Tree vibrating with joy as it absorbs her familiar nectar.
“Who else is on the way?” Shadow asks seriously.
Lightning looks at her gravely.
“She was accompanied by two others. Rora from the Bear Clan and Nattra from the Snakes.”
Shadow nods.
“No one else?”
“No one else. Some already lack the will to go against the judgment of the elders, and all the others lack the courage to take you on,” Lightning explains.
Shadow nods, disappointed, and clenches her fist so tightly around her club that the wood creaks threateningly.
“The fact that Neera and two others dare to go over my head makes me look weak. I will make an example out of them.”
Lightning nods. She had expected nothing less.
“Should I come with you?”
Shadow shakes her head and kisses her battle companion gently.
“From today onward, our paths diverge. Your fingers are skilled and have given me great pleasure, but now it is time for me to face my destiny.”
Lightning returns the kiss.
“I will also pay my respects to God,” she says with a fearless expression. For a moment she almost convinces Shadow - but Shadow can clearly see the fine black hairs of her fur slowly standing on end. She can sense the fear oozing from every pore of her former companion, and she respects, even admires her for finding the strength to overcome it.
“I would never have tolerated you at my side if I had thought you were someone who would shy away from a fight in a situation like this.”
In the blink of an eye, Shadow’s club crashes against Lightning’s temple.
The pantheress immediately drops to the ground.
Shadow had not held back, so that Lightning would not lose her honor.
Still, she hopes that her former companion will recover from the blow.
That is something Neera and her two playmates cannot hope for.
No one stands between Shadow and the cock of her God.
Before she sets off, she casts one last glance at Mina, the Chosen One, who is also silently watching her.
No one stands between Shadow and God.
She licks her lips and once again tastes the Chosen One’s nectar that still clings to her whiskers.
No one.
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While Foxy, Dawn, and I are walking down the stairs of our private jet together, a terrifying fight unfolds right before our eyes.
The moment we opened the plane door, we could already see three natives approaching us - a busty pantheress, a snake woman, and a bear woman.
At first everything was peaceful, and I have to admit I was already getting a little excited. Finally, the first natives who would worship my cock as a great savior, i thought.
Then, all of a sudden, another pantheress burst out of the nearby jungle and charged straight at the others.
Even though they were three against one and the bear woman in particular looked downright terrifyingly strong, the pantheress overpowered them with ease.
Although the fight was short and brutal, I watched it completely mesmerized.
The graceful way she moved her long legs and her round, feminine hips as she leaped and sprinted fascinated me deeply.
And even now, as the pantheress stands in front of us breathing heavily, her chest heaving, with traces of blood glittering on the short dark fur that covers her athletic body, I still can’t tell for sure whether she killed the others or just seriously injured them.
Even though it’s pointless, since I couldn’t do anything against her anyway, I instinctively step in front of Dawn and Foxy to shield them, without taking my eyes off the pantheress, who is watching me with incredible intensity.
“Are these creatures your women?” she growls at me after a long moment of silence.
I shake my head.
“They’re my friends,” I explain, even though I should be focusing on her dangerous claws, my gaze keeps drifting back to her perfect body.
“Then they should leave. Now,” the pantheress continues and takes another step closer. Only a few feet separate us now.
“Fuck, she’s hot,” Foxy whispers into my ear. “And so tall…”
She purrs excitedly.
“Just look at those tits…”
Dawn swallows audibly.
“Didn’t you hear what she just-”
Foxy moans. “I did, but…”
Without taking my eyes off the pantheress, I turn to Dawn.
“She came here because of me.”
Foxy lets out a nervous laugh. “No shit, Sherlock.”
I decide to ignore her sarcasm.
“Get out of here and report to the local Project Eve headquarters. If she takes me with her, you can track me later using the tracker the Project implanted in me.”
Dawn immediately grabs my shoulder, which the pantheress comments on with a dangerous growl. She bares her teeth. Then, however, she suddenly sniffs thoughtfully and her eyes widen slightly.
“Go,” I urge Dawn and Foxy. “You don’t have to worry about me - quite the opposite.”
Sighing, Foxy grabs Dawn and pulls her along.
“We’ll get help and-” my travel planner calls out worriedly.
I wave her off. “Take your time.”
As the two of them disappear, the tall pantheress slowly circles me, constantly tasting the air around me.
“I’ve never smelled anything so intoxicating,” she says and takes another step closer.
She’s already so close that I can smell the pheromones her body is producing in response to my mere presence.
I can feel her awakening a side of me that is more primal - almost animalistic - than anything I’ve known about myself before.
“Are you going to pounce on me?” I ask her, half joking and half full of hope.
The whole time, I can barely tear my eyes away from her magnificent breasts, which rise and fall with arousal as if she’s running a marathon.
Only a small piece of leather is blocking my view of what are surely a pair of wonderful nipples.
I would love to lunge forward and rip her simple, traditional underwear off her body with my teeth.
But caution still wins out for now.
I’ve seen for myself how dangerous the pantheress is.
We’re now circling each other like hunters and prey. Even though she’s physically stronger than me, I have the feeling that I might somehow be able to overpower her.
My entire body longs to grab her slender neck and push her to the ground while I fuck her hard and brutally from behind.
While all these thoughts are running through my head, I suddenly see the tension in her muscles release.
When I then take a step toward her, she flinches slightly and presses her wonderful thighs together.
“Your scent,” she announces. “Just your scent alone is taking the strength from my legs and making my juices boil.”
She sighs in arousal and gently, almost reverently, brushes the back of her hand over the obvious bulge in my pants.
“It’s you,” she whispers and now presses herself so close to me that our bodies touch. She’s so tall that my head sinks directly between her wonderful, warm breasts.
As far as her juices are concerned, she wasn’t lying.
Through her loincloth I can feel the wetness of her pussy soaking through my T-shirt and making the thin fabric stick to my stomach.
Once again I’m reminded of how big she is.
How could I have ever thought I could take her on? Just with the power of her magnificent thighs she could crush my head like a watermelon.
The thought makes me grin.
That wouldn’t be the worst way to go.
“God,” she breathes. “Choose me! Bless me with your seed!”
I can feel her entire body trembling with lust.
“I’m ready to receive it! I deserve it more than any other being in this world!”
Somehow this whole display feels a little strange to me, but at the same time there’s a part of me that finds pleasure in the submissiveness of this powerful warrior who could probably tear me apart with her bare hands.
“So you’re ready?” I ask her.
She nods and looks at me with large, submissive eyes while her hand almost reverently strokes through my short hair.
“Then get on your knees and show me whether your mouth can do more than just talk big.”
The pantheress swallows audibly and obeys my command after only a brief hesitation.
With trembling hands she begins tugging wildly at my waistband.
“Stop,” I say firmly.
The pantheress looks like she’s using every ounce of willpower to suppress the urge to simply attack me.
“What’s your name?”
“My name is Shadow, my savior,” she introduces herself. “But once you’ve blessed me, you can call me whatever you want!”
“Fantastic,” I reply.
I slowly open my pants and place my half-hard cock directly along the line that runs from her muzzle up between her eyes.
She trembles.
I can see that a puddle has already formed beneath her pussy. This small detail turns me on so much that I can literally feel the blood rushing into my cock. Playfully, I slap my rock-hard shaft against Shadow’s face.
The pantheress breaks.
Under my teasing cock slaps she opens her eyes wide, yanks me off my feet, and sucks on my cock as if it were the cure for a deadly disease that had nearly taken her.
Without any preparation she immediately takes it all the way down her throat and eagerly licks my balls with her tongue.
For a moment her eyes roll back in pleasure, but then comes the moment when she needs to breathe and tries to pull off my cock.
That’s exactly when I grab her full mane and forcefully push her head back down onto my cock.
For a brief second I feel her teeth press threateningly against my manhood, but soon she manages to breathe through her nose while I fuck her throat with a force that even surprises me. The airport tarmac scrapes up my back and I keep feeling her claws digging a little too hard into my thighs, but I welcome the pain. There’s nothing else in me but the will to fuck this creature until she completely submits to me.
“You’re beautiful…” I whisper into her ear, and even though I’m the one saying these words, it feels like they’re not coming from me. “…and so strong that I don’t have to worry about breaking you.”
I can see Shadow’s eyes filling with tears as she pulls off my cock, breathing heavily.
“Still… I want to try!”
A mixture of my precum and her saliva hangs from her lips, connecting them to the angrily throbbing tip of my cock.
When she speaks her next words, it almost sounds like she’s begging.
“Break me, oh my savior!” she pleads. “Turn Shadow the warrior into Shadow the woman. Break me apart and put me back together!”
Satisfied, I place a hand under her chin and kiss her hard, her hungry tongue wrapping around mine as if it wants to cling to it.
Just this kiss nearly takes my breath away.
“On your knees,” I command after we separate.
She obeys immediately. Submissively, she presses her head to the ground and raises her glistening wet ass into the air.
I grab her wildly twitching tail with my right hand and pull on it until she obediently presents her ass to my cock.
Damn, Shadow is so tall that even while she’s kneeling and I’m standing, her pussy is at the perfect height for my cock.
Finally, I line myself up and rub my cock over her endlessly wet pussy.
I moan deeply. Even though she’s slender, her labia are so thick and fleshy that I can grab and squeeze them with my hands like a damn overstuffed sandwich.
When I do exactly that and slide my cock between her thick labia, a sudden explosive gush of thin fluid shoots out at me.
“Fuck!” I call out in surprise. “Are you squirting right now?”
Shadow trembles with arousal.
“I don’t know,” she answers, shaking as the orgasm crashes through her body like a shockwave. “I’ve never felt anything like this before!”
Following an impulse, I bend down and press my lips against her wonderful pussy to taste some of the juices that are still gushing out of her in waves.
It tastes delicious. At the same time salty and sweet, and so primal that I can almost feel it appealing to my most basic instincts.
I barely recognize myself.
The natural wildness of this woman is downright contagious.
I bring my fingers to her dripping pussy and then hold my hand in front of her nose.
“Taste yourself,” I tell her.
Weakly nodding, she begins licking her own juices off my fingers.
“That’s me?” she asks.
“That’s you.”
She smiles blissfully. “I was right,” she whispers to herself. “The elders made a mistake - Hyaaaaah!”
I probably should have let her finish, but my cock couldn’t hold back any longer.
With one quick, brutal thrust I drive into her pussy.
The heat and wetness I feel inside her is incomparable. The more I thrust into her, the more I notice that her vagina curves inside in a way that strongly bends my currently not very flexible cock. On top of that, it doesn’t feel smooth but almost textured, which is absolutely incredible.
I have the feeling that she’s trying to crush my cock with her pussy, which is only encouraged by the pantheress’s loud, senseless screams.
I never would have expected such a large woman to be this tight.
My mind sinks so deeply into our act that the sun is already setting by the time I explode inside her in three powerful, forceful pulses. It feels almost like my cock is bursting. A feeling of pure release.
After my first load, I feel her pussy give a little and take the opportunity to push even deeper, so deep that I can feel her cervix yielding under my cock.
I pump the next two loads directly into her womb.
Beneath me I can feel Shadow weakly writhing, but otherwise there’s no reaction from the pantheress.
Only when I slowly and heavily panting pull out of her do I notice that she’s lying there with a blissful, dazed smile.
She seems to be unconscious - overstimulated.
I can see saliva dripping from her mouth.
“Shame,” I say, a little disappointed. “I haven’t even gotten to play with your tits yet.”
“She knew she wasn’t worthy of you,” I suddenly hear someone behind me say.
Startled, I turn around and see the graceful figure of a native feline woman approaching me with incredible elegance.
Physically, she is the exact opposite of Shadow, yet she looks so enchanting that I can’t take my eyes off her.
“I am your destiny,” she announces seriously. “And you are mine.”
She reaches out her hand to me. Hesitantly, I take it.
“Where are we going?” I ask as she slowly leads me away from Shadow’s thoroughly fucked body.
The feline woman smiles.
“To a place I’ve been preparing for you for the past two years.”
As she pulls me along, my gaze falls on her small but firm ass, which sways subtly but noticeably from side to side.
It’s almost hypnotic.
After my wild ride with the pantheress, I still feel completely overconfident.
“Do you think you can handle me?” I ask her. “You saw what happened to your friend.”
The feline woman doesn’t answer. She simply smiles serenely.
Her long, slender tail gently strokes my cheek.
“Just be patient,” she says. “I had to wait for you much longer than you had to wait for me.”
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While Mina leads me deeper into the jungle, she tells me a lot about the culture and way of life of the natives.
Unlike the inhabitants of the cities and industrialized nations, the absence of men has hit the natives hard. They live a difficult life full of hardships and need every available pair of hands to keep their community going.
When the men were wiped out by the plague back then, Mina explains, only half of their community died, but their sudden disappearance threw the fragile structure of the clans and their food supply so far out of balance that another quarter of the women died in the following year as well.
Mostly the old and the sick, who could no longer take care of themselves.
“Your presence will change that now,” Mina announces happily. A gentle smile plays on her lips while her cute, short black nose twitches.
I smile a little awkwardly. Now that the sun is slowly sinking behind the horizon, it’s getting quite cold, and I’ve been completely naked ever since my encounter with the pantheress Shadow.
“What exactly do you expect from me?” I ask nervously. “Even if I get your entire jungle pregnant, it will take years before you benefit from it. And you should also consider that the children you give birth to will need to be cared for first!”
Mina smiles kindly despite my slightly harsh tone.
“We have been in this situation for a very long time, my future mate. You can trust that we have thought our approach through carefully. We are not mindless savages just because we prefer the huts and way of life of our ancestors over the noise and pressure of your cities.”
“I’m sorry!” I reply quickly. “I’m just a little nervous. I don’t think you’re stupid! My knowledge of your world is very limited.”
I sniff. “Besides, the cold is getting to me!”
Suddenly Mina stops and turns to face me. Without saying a word, she presses herself tightly against me and gently rubs her slender, graceful body against mine.
“Is that better?” she asks worriedly.
“Absolutely,” I reply with a grin.
As Mina rubs against me, my cock reacts automatically and stands up, brushing against her stomach.
The feline immediately stops her cuddling and takes a step back. Her breathing quickens noticeably.
“Is everything okay?” I ask her, glancing briefly from my cock to her. “I thought you were after this anyway.”
Mina swallows hard and brings her hand close to my cock, but stops her fingers just a few centimeters away in the air.
“I am,” she whispers and licks her lips.
I grin and take a step toward her.
“Go ahead. Right now I can hardly think about anything else except being ridden by you!”
Mina blushes and shakes her head.
“Your words honor me, my future mate!” she says quickly. “But we must follow the rite!”
I shrug.
“We can worry about the rite after we’ve fucked each other senseless.”
Mina shakes her head again and becomes serious.
“No!” she insists. “I have been entrusted with the holiest of all tasks. I will not bring shame upon my clan! No matter how badly I want it!”
I sigh regretfully.
“I won’t force you to do anything. If you don’t want to, then-”
Mina interrupts me by quickly stepping up to me and pressing a demanding kiss onto my lips. Her crotch presses against my cock with such intensity that it almost hurts. But only almost.
“There’s nothing I want more!” she says breathlessly. “Do you have any idea what kind of pain it caused me to watch you pleasure Shadow with your lovemaking, to watch you bless her with your seed until it overflowed out of her?!”
She trembles. Whether from arousal or anger, I can’t tell.
“I am your future mate!” she declares resolutely. “I am your destiny and you are mine, no matter how hard Shadow and all the other traitors try. We are meant for each other, and I will fulfill this destiny the way our community intended!”
I sigh.
To be honest, all this talk about destiny and the term “future mate” is giving me a bit of a stomachache, but Mina is so worked up that I decide not to stress her out any further for now. Instead, I kiss her gently again and briefly stroke her firm ass.
I may be a little dick-driven, but that doesn’t make me a monster.
“Thank you,” Mina whispers, leaning against me. She stands on her tiptoes to kiss my neck and giggles afterward. “We’re going to do that a lot more.”
After that, she leads me even deeper into the jungle until I suddenly hear the sound of loud drums.
By now it’s pitch black around us, but Mina has no trouble navigating in the darkness.
Of course - she has the eyes of a cat, after all!
Eventually we finally reach Mina’s community. The transition is harsh. Suddenly the jungle opens up and reveals a village square illuminated by countless torches, where beautiful, naked anthro girls of all kinds are dancing wildly with each other and rubbing against one another lustfully.
The entire event is extremely sexually charged.
The air is thick with the scent of smoke, alcohol, and pheromones.
I immediately get hard again.
When the gathered women notice our arrival, a sudden silence falls over the square. At the same time, the music gradually fades until nothing can be heard except the rustling of the wind and the chirping of crickets.
Then something even stranger happens.
As if on a silent command, all the women present drop to one knee and lower their heads.
“What’s going on here?” I ask Mina nervously. She stands beside me with her head held high, looking so proud that she could be the queen of the entire jungle.
She leans closer to me.
“You have to be strong now and save your seed,” she says seriously. “Many will try to unnecessarily delay their moment, but you must not let that distract you. Your seed will be needed to impregnate the milk-givers.”
I stare at her in disbelief.
“I don’t even know which question to ask first.”
Mina grins mischievously.
“Back in the day, the milk of the cow-like women was an important trade and food source for the tribes. But in order to produce milk, they need to be pregnant. For the good of the community, they were promised that they would be the first to be blessed by you.”
I blink stiffly.
“Do you realize how weird that sounds?”
She tilts her head. “What does ‘weird’ mean?”
Sighing, I square my shoulders.
“Okay, forget it,” I reply. “What exactly am I supposed to stay strong for? What happens next?”
Mina looks ahead and straightens up.
“The welcome ceremony.”
Right after she says that, one of the kneeling women rises and walks toward me with slightly unsteady steps. The cute little horns on her head remind me of an antelope. Her massive breasts and inviting hips, however, remind me more of a porn actress.
She carefully kneels in front of me and opens her mouth. Because of the cold outside and the warmth inside, a small cloud of steam rises.
Then she takes my cock into her mouth and begins sucking on it intensely.
Mina lets her have about ten seconds before angrily slapping her on the head and shooing her away.
Pouting, the antelope stands up and stumbles off on shaky legs.
I can clearly see her settling down nearby and starting to masturbate, her massive tits jiggling obscenely.
Swallowing hard, I turn to Mina.
“How many women are gathered here?”
She smiles apologetically.
“About three hundred.”
For a moment I just stand there, staring straight ahead.
Only the warm, wet mouth of an attractive lioness - who has approached me without me even noticing - snaps me out of my trance.
Once again Mina has to use force to shoo her away, and once again the rejected woman settles down nearby to pleasure herself.
Then the antelope approaches her, and the two of them begin licking each other.
Nervously, I look down at my cock.
“Have we died and gone to heaven, buddy?”
And who knows, maybe he would even answer in this absurd world, if not for the fact that in the very next second a zebra-striped woman begins sucking on it with great enthusiasm.
Just as I instinctively reach for the zebra woman’s head out of habit, Mina takes my hand in hers and gives me a long kiss before shooing the zebra woman away as well.
“Save your seed, my future mate,” she whispers. “For the milk-givers.” She begins to purr like a kitten. “And for me!”
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