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The party had been going for hours already. All around the rented-out venue furs of every kind had gathered in costume for a festive Halloween orgy. Off to one side was a table with refreshments of the sort one would normally expect at a more all ages event, but also those that appeared specifically to be suited to the purpose of battling sexual exhaustion. Three of the four corners of the venue were piled high with cushions and backless couches, most of which occupied by the colorfully dressed revelers. In a loose ring around the center of the space were tables and chairs, some of which being used by partiers to enjoy refreshments, while others were makeshift platforms for other sexual positions.

But at the center was the dancefloor. A shifting cast of particularly energetic kinksters went up and left seemingly at random to take part in their exhibitionist pleasures. Those at the tables appeared to be watching the dancefloor, even when they were currently occupied with someone.

One such person was Saki. The vixen's face was buried in the ass of a femboy weasel who was kneeling up on the table before her, but her eyes peeked over the curve of his cheeks, scanning for what might be the next pair she dove between. Her body was covered in slick black latex, glistening in the soft lighting of the sex party, and her tail was covered in vinyl tassels to make the vulpine broom look more equine. Her hands, grasping at the stoat's hips firmly, were buried in silicone hooves. Her ears were held in place by the cowl she wore, up inside the sculpted pony ears. The dressed up fox buried her tongue deeper into the mustelid.

The femboy squealed and began to gush his load onto the table between his knees. He twitched his hips, his musketeer hat toppling from his head as he was wracked with the throes of his peak. And still he felt her tongue working his prostate. Even after he went dry, that stimulation kept up, leaving him shaky, even as he reached back and patted the back of her head, the sign they'd agreed upon for stopping.

The pony-suit vixen slowly retracted her tongue and sighed, standing up from her seat at the table. She walked around and daintily picked up the weasel's hat with her hoof-covered hand, placing it on his head. "You're welcome~" She crooned and casually pivoted to walk off towards the refreshments table. After a good meal of ass like that, she could use something cool and refreshing; if only to cleanse her palate for the next ass she was gonna eat.

Stepping into Saki's path out of her blind spot, which was easy considering her pony hood had little decorative blinders, a red panda with violet markings wearing a schoolgirl uniform grinned in front of her. "Was that the tenth or twelfth ass you've eaten to completion tonight?" The androgynous wah swayed his tail playfully.

Saki grinned and held her head up high, planting her hoof-covered fists on her glossy hips. "Aiwha, I just love feeling a guy's ring tremble on my tongue." Her pink eyes trailed down to the far shorter than verisimilitudinous plaid skirt on her friend's hips. "And how much underskirt have you gotten tonight?"

Aiwha coyly tilted his head and put a finger to his lower lip. "Depends. Does getting double teamed count as one upskirt or two?"

The rubber-clad fox laughed aloud. "Oh, I'm feeling generous. That's two."

Grinning, the equally kinkily dressed red panda prodded her chest just beneath the clavicle, indenting the latex suit. "Generous is right. You're just handing out anal orgasms tonight."

"I don't use my hands..." Saki trailed off mid-banter, her eyes catching something in the swirling expanse of rutting bodies.

Standing about twenty feet away, another fox was wearing a cowboy hat, plaid shirt and assless chaps. Due to the nature of the party, and perhaps for the style of it, he had on a jockstrap, which of course left his rump entirely open. Jutting from the leather chaps were a pair of cowboy boots, completing the look. From the fur coloration on his head, ass, and tail, Saki could tell that he was a cross.

"What's up?" Aiwha asked, then turned his head to follow her gaze. He smirked. "Ah, target acquired. The next prostate to wreck has been chosen. So it is written."

Saki perked up, turning her head to face her friend again with a bit of a jolt. "Sorry, zoned out there for a second." As she spoke, the other fox casually strolled back into her field of view, headed for the refreshments.

"More like honed in." The wah grinned. "Not often you see another cross though. Not that he'll be able to tell with every inch of your fur covered."

"I need a drink." The vixen said, eyes once again fixed beneath the cowboy's tail. She smoothly clopped around Aiwha in her sculpted hoof boots, tail wagging and sending the tassels swinging all over the place.

Unable to stop grinning, Aiwha cupped his hands around his muzzle. "Looks like you're going for a snack, not a drink!"

Perking up about halfway to her prize, Saki turned her head and stuck out her tongue at her friend, before continuing.

The red panda giggled, turning away towards the rest of the venue. His eyes caught onto something, and he turned his focus that way.

Standing near one of the tables close by was a skunk in a light blue coat and pants, neat and un-ruffled. The mephit's garb was instantly recognizable to Aiwha as a schoolboy uniform, commonly seen in the Shonen genre. He had one hand in his pocket and the other was held with poise in front of his flat stomach. His head was turned, revealing the handsome shape of his muzzle. Lastly his voluminous striped tail practically covered half the seats at the table he stood by.

Aiwha blushed as he took in the skunk's appearance... then felt his face. Why was this chastely dressed male at the party the one making him feel like this? There were so many hunks with their bodies on full display, many of whom had pounded him in at least one of his holes this very night...

The skunk's gaze met his onlooker's, then he turned his head to face the red panda. He shifted his weight and started to stroll towards Aiwha, smiling warmly. As he walked, his long tail drew away from the seats at the table he had been standing near and swished smoothly in counterpoint to the steady rolling of his shoulders.

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Meanwhile, at the refreshments table, Saki came within easy speaking range of the todd in the assless chaps. "Hey cowboy, need a pony to ride?"

The fox turned his head, then pivoted to face her entirely with a grin when he saw her. "That depends." He lightly touched his hand to his hat's brim with a nod. "What part of you would I be riding?"

"My face." The pony-suited vixen blurted with no guile or propriety.

The male cross pivoted to look over his shoulder at her and gave his exposed ass a slap with one hand to let her watch it wobble from impact. "Think you can handle this cruise?"

Saki quite noticeably quivered, her gaze fixated cleanly on his well-shaped asscheeks. "Yes..." She practically moaned.

He curled his tail around her waist and twisted to put an arm around her shoulders, getting muzzle-to-muzzle with her. "I'm Kruez." He winked. "And I think you and I should take this to the dancefloor."

The latex-coated vixen's heart leapt in her chest. "Saki!" She replied, then blushed beneath her hood. "I mean yes. Also that's my name."

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When the skunk arrived in front of Aiwha, his tail swished around in an arc, curling halfway around to rest behind the red panda. This sent a wash of air flowing across his skirt and up to his nose.

Aiwha gasped, inadvertently filling his lungs with the gust. The scent of the skunk was distinct and pleasant, unlike the stereotypes. The red panda blushed softly, fidgeting as he looked from the large tail up to the mephit's face.

"Couldn't help but notice you were looking..." The taller male crooned in a rich tenor.

Wringing the hem of his already scandalously short skirt, the wah nodded. "Well you kinda stand out. In full uniform, here?"

The skunk grinned. "The original version of the Senpai school uniform is the sexy version, right?"

Aiwha nodded, pressing his lips together tightly enough that they formed a slight squiggle. He wasn't sure why, but he felt his knees almost give out.

"Allow me to introduce myself." The fully clothed male held out a paw to take one of the red panda's own. "My name is Blake. He/Him."

The wah took the hand with a light tremble. "I'm Aiwha... also He/Him."

Smiling warmly, Blake brought Aiwha's hand up towards his muzzle. "Is it alright to call you a schoolgirl, considering your costume?" He planted a soft kiss on the red panda's knuckles.

Aiwha quivered at the tender gesture, smiling bashfully. "W-what if my costume is a boy who likes dressing like a schoolgirl?"

Bringing his large tail further around to fully encircle the wah to his hip from the other side, the skunk took a step closer, still holding on. "Does dressing as yourself count as a costume?"

The red panda felt his heart racing in his chest as he looked up at the mephit. "Are you really a very handsome man in nice clothes?"

Blake smirked lightly, warmly. "I'm not when I'm naked."

Aiwha bit his lip, glancing back towards where he last saw Saki, then back up to Blake. "Can we sit somewhere together...?"

The skunk gave the wah a light nuzzle. "I thought you'd never ask~"

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Saki dropped to her knees at the center of the dancefloor. Her gaze was up at the back side of the handsome cowboy, focused on the dark crease between his well-formed cheeks.

Lifting his tail further out of the way, Kruez shifted his stance until his hips were directly in front of the vixen's face.

She grasped on with both hands on the leather of his chaps where they covered his hips, the sculpted hooves squirking against their finish. Saki licked her lips, preparing to make the dive, when those cheeks pushed back at her instead.

The cross todd casually tipped his hat as he shifted his weight back further, until her grip was nearly as much keeping him up as his boot heels dug into the floor. "I'll take that ride now, missie~"

Saki recovered from her surprise quickly, forcing her latex-covered face in between the proffered cheeks. With practiced ease she got her lips to his pucker, kissing there firmly before she began to lick against the musky flesh.

Grinning, Kruez began to shift his hips, rubbing the tip of her covered snout into his hidden entrance. His jock in front was starting to swell with his growing arousal, but he appeared to be paying it little mind.

The pony-play vixen took a deep whiff of Kreuz's musk, pondering why she felt so different about this particular ass to eat. Perhaps it was the todd attached to it. She resumed licking, prepping the puckered flesh for her customary penetration.

Playfully lifting one knee to put more of his weight onto her, the cowboy ground one thumb along the swelling growth in his jock, eyes scanning the rest of the party to see how many eyes were focused on himself and the ass-hungry vixen.

Saki grunted as his weight increased on her support, but kept going. She pressed her tongue fully into his bowels with a firm motion forward, giving his hips a tighter squeeze.

Rumbling in his chest, Kreuz set his foot back down and placed both hands behind his head, as if reclining. At the same time, he tipped his hat forward, covering everything but the lower half of his snout from view of their audience.

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Blake guided Aiwha along the edge of the dancefloor to find an unoccupied table. His arm was scooped around the red panda's waist and his large, soft tail stayed curled around the skirt-wearing wah.

Perking up at the familiar figure kneeling at the center of the open space, Aiwha cupped his hands around his muzzle, pivoting slightly away from the skunk to call out. "If your tongue isn't bulging that twunk's belly you're not rimming him hard enough!"

Those watching the display cheered in agreement, while the call and the cheer both served to draw more attention to the pony ride going on center-stage.

The mephit chuckled warmly as Aiwha turned his attention back to him. Blake pulled a seat out from the table in offering.

Blushing, Aiwha swallowed... Really, he was getting flustered about that sort of thing? The wah bit his lip, then looked to the skunk's handsome smile. "Really, I was thinking of your lap..."

"I should get your seat prepared, then." Blake winked as he changed position to sit in the chair himself. The whole time, his long tail stayed lightly cupped around Aiwha.

The red panda watched him sit, and then approached. Aiwha straddled the fully dressed male's lap and draped his arms over the skunk's shoulders.

The large tail slid and curled, making a full loop around both of their hips. Blake gently rested his hands on the wah's waist, looking into his eyes.

"Why are you hiding what we're doing, here?" Aiwha asked, giving a light gesture of his head towards the debauchery surrounding them.

Blake wrapped his tail a bit further around. "Because I want what we do to be special, just for us two." He smoothly began to slide his hands down to the red panda's thighs.

Not expecting that answer, the wah fidgeted in place and curled his toes on either side of the chair's back legs. He was sure that his facial markings had all lost their fight to hold back his blush by now.

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Saki delved her tongue deeper, seeking out that particular part of the male anatomy that drove sodomy. Eyes closed to focus on her work, she soon found the fleshy lump through the rectal wall and ground the tip of her dexterous maw muscle into place.

Kreuz rolled his hips again, his jockstrap quite plainly straining to contain the swelling of his shaft from the continued stimulation. He kept his hands on the back of his head, behaving far more casually than any of the other men she'd ate out tonight.

The latex-clad femme curled and flexed the tip of her tongue, varying the pressure and nearly cupping the sensitive gland through the bowel lining. She was convinced by now that he was different from other guys... there was a draw to his nonchalance, his resistance to her techniques...

The cross differentiated himself further from the owners of the other asses wrecked by her skilled tongue. He rocked his weight over his boot heels and stood upright again. He rolled his hips deftly to disengage himself from her probing tongue and took a step away.

Holding on still, Saki nearly overbalanced on her knees. She caught herself on her hoof-gloves, ending up on all fours. Panting, the vixen looked up at him, feeling as though the blush on her cheeks could melt her latex hood if kept stoked long enough.

Pivoting on his boots, Kreuz's grinning muzzle came into view. He tipped his hat back to reveal his whole face. "You know, 'tain't fair." He leaned into the accent to go with his costume as he began to walk around her. "That a good pony like you don't get her ass ate too."

Perking behind her pony hood, the vixen fidgeted in place, processing this turn of events. But when her surprise was quickly overcome, she flagged her tail away from her shapely rear. In the latex hugging her curves, just beneath the base of her tail, lay a visible zipper pull. She jutted her hips back for extra measure, looking back at the todd as best she could with her blinders.

"Now that's a good pony." He casually ran a thumb along his straining bulge in his jock strap as he got around to behind her, then knelt down.

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Blake's fingers had crept up the front of Aiwha's skirt. He showed no signs of surprise at what he found there. The skunk just gently began to stroke at the red panda's folds.

The andromorph trembled, his arms wrapping more snugly around the mephit's shoulders. Aiwha was plenty warmed up by the other men he'd been with tonight, taking pulsing meat both beneath his tail and in his needy folds, often at the same time... This, however...

The skunk's tail continued to curl and wrap, forming another loop around himself and Aiwha in his lap. Neither of them could see the dancefloor any longer, once Blake settled his fluffy bindings into place. With two of his fingers he gently probed deeper, into the passage beyond the labia, while his thumb pad sought out the sensitive nub residing above.

Aiwha buried his face into the tip of Blake's tail, groaning muffledly. His thighs squeezed down around Blake's waist as the smooth pad met his clit, clenching down around the probing fingers in concert. The red panda inhaled and let out another groan... the concentrated scent he'd sampled a mere dilution of before clearly resided within that fluff.

Blake crooned tenderly into the wah's ear as he continued to work, curling his digits to seek out sensitive spots within Aiwha's vulva. "You're doing wonderfully~"

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Kreuz tugged the zipper down in a sharp motion, nearly getting the pull jammed into the other end of its path. The cross todd tilted his hat back a bit further as he looked over the newly exposed bottom. He licked his lips slowly, bringing both hands to either side of his hips, like preparing to draw one of his toy guns. Then, all at once he reached out and grasped her latex-covered hips, squeezing and pulling. His head ducked down to shove right under her tail.

Saki yipped in surprise, squirming a bit. She found that his grip and his snout were both doing a very good job at keeping her in place, even as she rose from all fours to simply kneel.

He ground his tongue around, seeking out sensitive places to tease and press. Kreuz squeezed over her hips, his thumbs helping pull her cheeks apart a bit more as he pressed his lips firmly to her pucker.

The vixen lowered her hoof-clad hands to press down on the back of his paws, before pressing in on her own hips over them. Saki panted and rolled her hips slightly, eyes unfocused and pointed ahead as he worked beneath her tail.

And then, as suddenly as he'd made the dive, Kreuz pulled away to kneel upright, leaving his hands caught by silicone and latex. He leaned in close to the sculpted ear of her hood. "Up for another ride?" He growled with a lilting tone.

Saki whined aloud, fidgeting in place. "My ass was just getting the hang of your tongue, too..."

The todd grinned. "That's what'll make my cock feel so good in there." Kreuz gave her hips a squeeze and bumped his straining jock against the open zipper.

Getting a bit more upright, she turned her head and started nodding. "Yes... Yes I'm ready for another ride.

"I'll need my hands first~" He teased lightly, before slipping his paws free of her grasp. He pushed himself up onto his boots again and dug his thumbs into the strap of his jock. The todd had to yank it out away from his hips significantly to work it out of the way of his knotted shaft. When his maleness flopped forward into full view, he let the elastic snap down on his thighs. Due to his chaps, they couldn't fall any further.

The whole time, Saki had to put together what was happening from reactions in the crowd watching the dancefloor and the sounds he made. She heard him kneel back down, and that was her only warning before she felt hot flesh slap up against her folds. She jumped at the unexpected sensation, blushing beneath her hood.

Kreuz returned his hands to her hips, holding on top of her sculpted hooves this time. He rolled his hips, grinding the top of his tapered shaft against her moist entrance, teasing her folds for a moment, before he pulled his hips back.

The pony-clad vixen quivered at the sensations, resisting the urge to just bear down on it right there. Instead, she pulled her hands in front of her, coaxing him to wrap his arms around her body.

The tip of that pulsing foxhood pressed to the already saliva-slicked ring beneath the tasseled tail. Kreuz squeezed his arms around her body, keeping his hands on top of her own, using the leverage to tease the penetration for a moment longer.

Saki whined with her need, pushing her hips back and crossing her arms in front of herself to guide his embrace tighter.

He followed the silent instruction, squeezing around her waist while starting to press in with a lick of his lips. "You know, if you take my knot you'll be stuck on my hips for quite a while..." Kreuz rumbled playfully.

"I could get stuck on you forever for all I care." Saki nearly snarled in her lust. "Just gimme that fat knot."

With that, Kreuz thrust into her in one smooth stroke. He bottomed out when the already swollen form of the aforementioned bulb pressed up against her already well-stretched pucker. He held that for a moment, before he drew his hips back to begin properly pounding.

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Aiwha squeezed tightly around the skunk's shoulder blades, tremors of pleasure resonating through his body as he felt himself getting driven closer and closer. Every grind of Blake's thumb, every press against his g-spot inside, the scent of his tail, his low rumble in his chest... The red panda tensed up as his labia quivered, then squeezed down hard on the buried fingers. His breath came out in shuddering gasps into the striped fur covering his face.

Blake used his free arm to squeeze Aiwha close, leaving his other hand engaged for the time being. "There you go..." He murmured directly into the wah's ear as the throes noticeably subsided, the hitch faded from the andromorph's breath into more steady panting... The skunk gently pulled the tip of his tail out of his fellow cosplayer's face and undid all but the first loop of its coiling grasp.

The red panda continued panting, sitting back for a moment, looking to Blake's warm smile... Aiwha leaned in close again, but this time he planted a firm kiss on the skunk's lips, passionately squeezing his arms back around the mephit.

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The cowboy fox pounded harder and harder. Every impact of his hips on Saki's latex suit came with a bit more of his knot stretching out her pucker.

Somewhere in the crowd watching, a chant was started. Saki couldn't make it out at first, but as more voices joined the chant, it became obvious what they were saying. It was just two words: Knot her. The chanting timed perfectly with the backstroke and the pounding thrust, tuned to Kreuz's disciplined rhythm.

Saki panted heavily. She had taken knots before, but this stretch felt strange. It wasn't a bad thing, to say the least, but it wasn't like the other men she'd felt stretch her out quite this way. She bit her lip lightly, listening to the chant stumble to speed up when the thrusts did.

Growling lustfully, Kreuz's hips were nearly a blur, the words from the crowd almost blending together as well. He squeezed tight with his arms and grunted as his hips slammed home and stuck. He shuddered, his knot finally lodged into place inside her bowels.

The leather-clad vixen cried out, the sudden stretch and increased fullness setting her off. Her labia trembled between her thighs as her body tensed and squeezed down on that knot. She could feel it swelling larger still inside her, making sure it could not be removed as easily as it went in.

Panting, the cowboy removed his arms from the tight embrace and turned them to stroking down along Saki's glossy black curves. Despite all of this, he hadn't reached his climax, though it certainly felt as if he was close.

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Aiwha pulled out of the kiss to the sound of cheering all around. He looked around, blinking blearily.

"What's wrong?" Blake gave the red panda a gentle squeeze around his back.

The wah's gaze fell upon the pony ride at the center of the now mostly empty dancefloor. Aiwha smiled, blushing. "Oh, nothing... I got a ride from her to get here and now she's getting a ride from him to get off." He giggled a bit at his own turn of phrase.

The skunk eased his hands to Aiwha's hips, giving them a squeeze. Blake then lifted the wah off his lap, careful to not let that skirt ride up as he did so. With a smooth, deft motion he turned the andromorph sideways and seated him back down on his lap.

Aiwha perked up as he realized that this put him in the position to more easily watch the action while leaning his side into the skunk's chest. The red panda sighed happily, slowly curling his banded tail around Blake's stripes.

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Saki groaned as she was lifted off of her knees by her hips, internally and externally. Her lower legs dragged along the dancefloor limply, and she couldn't quite get them to respond in her trembling pleasure. The sound of latex grinding against latex could be easily heard as the male cross got up onto his boots.

Kreuz pressed on her arms, squeezing them to her sides as he rolled his hips in the tie. He was grinning still, making sure to put on a show for the crowd.

The latex-clad vixen's confusion boiled up above her pleasure for a moment as she realized that she couldn't feel his powerful rod supporting her spine inside her bowels anymore. The warmth was there, and his pulse, but Saki couldn't feel the pressure from the knot or the stretch of her anus anymore. She looked around, turning her head wider than she normally would have to considering the blinders on her hood. Around were just the still cheering crowd and continuing debauchery. Aiwha sitting in a handsome skunk's lap at a nearby table. But down...

Those weren't her thighs. They were certainly round like her thighs, but her thighs were connected to her knees to her calves to her feet... These were clearly heavy testicles tightly hugged by shining black latex. As she stared at this in surprise, the cowboy removed his hands, and she realized that her arms were fused to her sides and rapidly sinking in. The pony suit was no hindrance at all to whatever magic was being used. Saki uncurled her back as his powerful pulse urged her to stretch forward, leaning forward from their connection point at an angle.

Grasping both hands around what had been her pelvis, Kreuz kept tension on his arms to keep her from just flopping forward and hitting her head on the dancefloor. Not just for her benefit as he continued to transform her body into part of his own. By now his nerves had connected to Saki's, her pleasure soaring up his spine in electric jolts.

Saki moaned out as she felt the latex clinging to her body more and more directly, shifting and stretching to match her body as it changed shape. Her lust-addled mind only took a moment to put it together. After all, a fox's cock wasn't covered in fur, was it? She grinned dreamily, wiggling her shoulders as they shrank and matched up in diameter with her neck. Beneath the shiny black latex, her trim belly began to gain two different ridges, perpendicular to one another.

The cowboy rolled his hips again and again, swaying their shared testes between his spread thighs. "I told ya you'd be stuck there if I knotted~" He teased, loud enough to be easily heard by their audience. The raucous cheering had simmered down a bit by now, replaced by rapt attention.

The decreasingly independent femme shuddered, blush hot beneath the latex hood. The same magic melding her body parts had taken the disparate parts of her suit and fused them into a contiguous sheath around her. Her body pulsed powerfully, and the latex pulled up from around their shared balls, letting them sway more freely. At the same time, she tasted something familiar as somewhere in what had been her rear quivered. It didn't take her any time to register it as the fox's pre.

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Aiwha stared, blushing deeply. Speaking softly, as befitting a performance such as this, he murmured to the skunk holding him. "I've never seen anyone do this in person... just videos..."

Blake nodded, giving the red panda a light nuzzle. The whole time he had been watching his fingers had been trailing up and down the wah's sides and belly through his schoolgirl blouse, gently stroking along the narrow waist. "No one told me this would be this kind of party... good show, though~"

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Saki's sense of Kreuz's pulse had entirely obliterated her own. She didn't need to have her own heart, not as a cock. She had long since stopped needing to breathe, a blessing with how her lips were constantly dribbling slick salty pre.

The cowboy's grip on her waist had turned to rubbing on the swelling knot where her hips had been, just snugly held by the glossy black latex. His breathing was getting more shuddery as he neared his climax at last, but he kept up the show. The rolling of his hips began to resemble that of someone riding a mechanical bull.

Pulsing and throbbing, the same urge that had brought her spine straight while it was still bone and muscle coaxed Saki to tilt her head back. She made her mouth line up with the cum channel that was bulging out the latex covering her increasingly phallic body. Her eyes closed, and then she didn't have eyes... Her nostrils had gone with her lungs, she was fairly sure. The former vixen jolted with lust as her lips began to form into a more stable ring.

Reaching forward with one hand, Kreuz rubbed his palm over her face. The action fused the latex together, sealing Saki into the glistening black sleeve. Her last facial features faded beneath the surface, flattening into a blunt head. The cross fox grasped where her neck had been with that hand and began to really push the bull-riding motion, mouth open and tongue lolled as he felt his peak nearing him rapidly. His other hand moved away from the knot to grasp onto his hat, as if somehow he was going to get bucked and lose it.

The crowd started to whoop and shout enthusiastically at the showmanship. Not only had Kreuz transformed his partner into a properly massive cock, but he'd turned her rubber pony suit into a glossy black condom, complete with reservoir at the tip! And all while keeping to the character of his costume.

Saki jolted again and again in that one hand grip, feeling a building tension pulling her scrotum tightly against Kreuz's body. Her pelvic floor began to twitch in a way that meant only one thing. The former fox trembled, swelling even fatter. Her flattened head spread out into a flare as her knot bulked up, even as the ridge that was her urethra inflated beyond the girth of her medial ring.

Kreuz yipped aloud as the first shot of cum blasted at the inside of the black condom. The reservoir bloated out violently, but held, dropping into a water balloon shape against his grasping hand before the next shot stretched it further. He could feel Saki's mind, her pleasure, both of them feeling the intense climax. But the fox felt her feeling his climax, the echo back just keeping him at his height, even as his legs began to tremble from all the hip movements for the crowd.

She just pumped and pumped, feeling the latex start to drag up off of her knot to make more room to swell with what she was unloading. Every gallon she spurted out, she did for Kreuz... That was what good cocks did, after all...

As the cross finally came down from his peak, he stood upright again. He'd cummed out some of the mass he'd gained from the fusion, but his spent shaft was still enormous for his frame. His balls hung heavily in his sac, down past where his half-shed jock rest on his thighs. Kreuz trembled as the weight of all that released seed tugged his gradually softening cock to point to the floor. With one finger he peeled the black latex away, revealing black and flesh-toned mottles, a hybrid of vulpine and equine features. Most of it, in fact had gone the pony route, only his knot familiar to the fox. With the reveal of the knotted horsecock, it became clear that his testes had become those of a stallion, as well.

"Well, lookie there." He grinned, stroking along his medial ring with a glance to the audience. "She really was a pony!" He deftly tied off the black latex and set the heavy, overinflated balloon onto the center of the dancefloor.

Blake cleared his throat from the table nearby, getting the red panda's attention. "Um, Aiwha?"

Aiwha snapped his attention away from the beautiful cock that his friend had become. "Yeah?"

The skunk gently squeezed the wah's waist. "You did say that was your ride, right?"

Kreuz, meanwhile, was taking his time with his sensitive bits, working on tucking them into his now woefully inadequate jock. He had to scoop his heavy balls up and into the fabric pouch of the jock strap, before pulling the band outward as far as he could to start tucking the still semi-hard mottled shaft out of sight. The stretch to clear it was nearly as much as when he'd been close to fully erect, before, even as he grew more flaccid.

The red panda's jaw dropped. "Oh shit." He blushed. "That's right. I don't have a ride home, now..."

The cowboy fox finally got himself back into his underwear, giving the much larger swell an affectionate pat. "Atta girl..." He grinned, putting his thumbs into his belt and beginning to mosey back towards the refreshments.

Blake nuzzled along the wah's cheek softly. "No need to worry. I was planning on taking you home anyway~"

Aiwha's relief mixed with just how much he was falling for the handsome mephit. He swooned back into the skunk's embrace, soon being wrapped up in his tail once more.

The black condom stayed on the dance floor for the rest of the party, getting used more than once as a beanbag chair by lustful couples.