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Red Mist of Sex

by Alice Clawford

Commission for sketchyaura

Life in the city wasn't normally a dull affair. Contrary to the life of most city folks, it was vastly different to the life of those out in the rural areas of the country. The city of Caduceus was always alive, someone was always awake, something always moving and the lights never darkened until the sun rose once again. A city that took pride in catering to everyone and everything it could. Hundreds of languages were spoken, some widely, others were more exotic, but Caduceus prided itself for being diverse and welcoming. All sorts of species were welcome within the city, from all walks of life. A city that wanted it all, to be it all and break boundaries.

Robyn was a coyote who appreciated the city for what it was. Two legged, four legged, eight- it didn't matter. The vehicles were laid out easily enough for her to have her retinas scanned and though she was much smaller than some of the anthros and the larger four legged inhabitants that roamed, the city did it's best to cater for all. She loved it, she was able to find clothes catered to her size and stature without too much trouble, as she hopped off the tram with a wag of her tail. A shirt and shorts, cheap from Pawmark was all that Robyn needed, she was fine going cheap on clothes. She wore a denim jacket as well, with a few rips and tears, for looks of course. The one thing she spared no expense was her headphones, Peets brand and nothing less. Wireless, portable and strong bass, just as she liked. She lived for music, though the city made its own sounds unlike many others, with advertising boards shrilling out their own from the loudspeakers standing proud by most pavements, nothing could compare to the many written by creatures of music. Those who lived and breathed for their craft, that sung and captured Robyn's heart, some of which sometimes played from the speakers if the advert for their concert turned up but... well, there was something extra special having it on your personal phone. These headphones helped with that too, voice activated and reacted only to her voice. Life in Caduceus really couldn't be compared to any other, where everyone was catered to.

Robyn shook herself as the tram shifted on by, leaving her to weave through the crowd that always flocked down the pavement. The side of the city she came off was quieter, on the edge further away from the main shopping district and towards the flats most working classes lived in. Robyn lived on the other end of the street, but it wouldn't take too long of a walk to get there.

However, her walk back home was stopped when she heard the sound of a car alarm. Normally, that was nothing unusual, but there were several going off, as well as screams. Robyn lowered her headphones to around her neck, and turned around to look back towards the city. She couldn't see anything, but the shouts of citizens had her shaking. She looked to see others around her had stopped, people in their houses came out to see what was happening, what the noise was about. Caduceus wasn't a stranger to attacks, but it had been a long time since the last one. Whilst Robyn thought the city perfect, every city had its dark core it hid behind the shadows, around the corners they desperately tried to hide.

CRASH.

Robyn flinched, whipping her head around to see something had fallen from the sky. People panicked and ran blindly, whilst Robyn stood stunned. There, a few metres to her left, was what looked like a large metal cannister. It looked like something that had been dropped from a rocket, but just so happened to land just inside an alleyway, somehow missing all the buildings around it. A small crater showcased how far it had fallen, how fast it had been travelling. Robyn could hear others around her calling the emergency line, as she had been tempted to do so herself. Fuelled by her curiosity, she slowly edged forward for a closer look. She took tentative steps forward, ready to make a fast run for it if something went wrong.

"H-hey, coyote girl I wouldn't-"

Robyn stopped, looking behind her to see an anthro western dragon, holding a claw up whilst wearing a hoodie and baggy jeans, her tail flicking behind her warily. Her wings were pushed against her back, her ears were pulled back, nervous. She spoke Common, the universal language most learnt whilst living in Caduceus.

Robyn smiled, "It's okay, I'm just going to have a quick look and see nobody else is around here or injured."

The blue dragon wanted to argue, but she nodded her head. "Okay, let me come with you, we'll stick closely." Robyn didn't argue, safety in numbers and all of that, and so she nodded her head, tilting her head for her to join. The dragon tottered close to her, keeping an eye on the cannister in case an alien popped out of it. Several other spectators began to gather, also curious as the sirens whirred in the background along with the screams far into the city. Most disappeared, taking this as a bad omen and barricading themselves in their houses. Others were curious, but frightened, stuck and unsure of what to do with no clear leader in the chaos.

Slowly but surely, Robyn stepped towards the cannister, along with her dragon friend. The casing was metal alright, and it seemed to be a container of some sorts, but for what the coyote had no idea. She sniffed at it, wagging her tail slightly, but the smell was... clinical? Sterile. She could smell bleach and other strong chemicals that had her snort and cough. There was something else, something she couldn't quite put a paw to. She did place her front paw on the cannister, it didn't seem to give way or shift at all which only told her it was sturdy as anything.

The dragon put a claw on the metal. There was a brand on it, Toxitoads. It wasn't a brand the dragon recognised at all, and when she asked Robyn, she seemed to have no idea on it either. So far, everything they had tried yielded no results whatsoever and they were getting close to giving up.

"Maybe we should just wait for the police and fire fighters to arrive." Robyn spoke beneath her breath, noticing that there wasn't another person around either. Nobody had been hit and there was nobody around. Perhaps they were very lucky?

"I think that's a good idea, I'm not nearly smart enough to know what this thing is and I'm getting nervous near it." The dragon nodded her head, turning away and taking a step up and out of the crater. Robyn was about to turn to do the same, until she heard a noise from the contraption. Her ears twitched, picking up the minute sound of gear whirring. Curious, she turned back, nose sniffing and ears high up and alert.

Suddenly, the casket opened, splitting open and hissed. A sudden smog of red filtered out of the metal casing, spewing out into the alleyway and beyond the crater it was buried in. Robyn gasped, breathing a lung full of the stuff that stung her nostrils and tore at her throat. She coughed and choked, gagging as her lungs sucked in the potentially poisonous gas. People around her shouted and coughed along with her, some managing to escape the poisonous cloud, whilst others were trapped in the smog.

Robyn, the first to get hit, shook and shuddered as pain wrecked her body. She could feel her muscles tensing and flexing, itching to move and fuelled by restlessness. She suddenly began forgetting things, she felt her grip on reality lessen, struggling to stay awake as she felt her limbs suddenly go numb. She couldn't move, and soon she had trouble coughing, she felt like she wasn't breathing... and then she stopped feeling. She was gone. Robyn was no longer there, but physically she still stood. Her headphones had been thrown somewhere far away and her phone was still strapped to her front leg in a pouch as always. But now, as she opened her eyes, those usually kind blue eyes changed. They became stronger, fiercer, ravaged by madness and hunger. Her nostrils scrunched and her lips pulled back, revealing sharp fangs, far sharper than normal. She opened her mouth and screeched, shaking her head as the last remnants of her consciousness slowly died within her and was closed off from her form.

Now, stood but a monster. She snarled and cackled as she rushed forward, following her nose as instinct took over and she lunged at the first bit of prey she could find. Her stomach gargled and rumbled in renewed hunger she desired, she required. Her fangs begged for morsels and her form shook with excitement and need. She leapt, landing on a male hyena who happened to be in the wrong place. He hadn't been far, but he had been caught in the gas. He moaned and whined, his body shaking with pure need and pain, as he hadn't recovered. Robyn gave him no chance, and instead she pinned him down as he was powerless and lunged down, engulfing his head into her maw. The hyena barely struggled, shuddering and groaning as he lost his mind. Robyn pushed forward with a wild frenzy, gulping and pushing further and further to get the hyena inside her mouth. Her throat expanded, like a gull swallowing its food whole and muscles stretched to accomplish this. It was painful and the coyote yowled, but it couldn't stop. The taste of shirt and fabric wasn't pleasant, but it still didn't stop the monster in her pursuit.

The hyena continued to make noises as he slowly disappeared. He kicked his back legs slightly, his track suit bottoms lowering in the process, his cock now swinging fully exposed and hard as it was lifted up off the ground. The coyote used gravity to her advantage, using her teeth to carefully allow the hyena to slide down her throat and into her gullet. It was a slow process, as her skin stretched and mouth near bled as the virus inside of her altered her shape and size slowly. Her shirt ripped and tore, the buttons flying off in every direction as the bulge of hyena was accepted by her body. The hyena's cock brushed against the teeth of the coyote, and with another convulsing twitch, the penis sprayed a small amount of seed as the hyena orgasmed, the virus setting his nerves on fire as he was soon swallowed by the coyote. His cock pressed against the tongue of the canine, who tasted his seed with pleasure and lifted her tongue to push his behind further in. She slurped the last of the hyena with pleasure, moaning as the full meal made its way down to her stomach and she felt like collapsing, her strength nearly waned from trying to eat such a full meal.

But no such thing happened. Instead, she felt further vigour thrum through her veins. She felt the hyena inside of her stop struggling and suddenly begin to break down inside of her. Faster than should be possible, the hyena was being absorbed and the coyote shook and yowled as her entire form convulsed. She grew bigger, her clothes ripped to shreds and her shorts were pulled and turned to scrap as she grew bigger. There, she stood naked, a monster, a beast. Her form shook again, as her crotch burned. Shaking her head, she thrust forward and felt something take shape there. Like magic, flesh grew exponentially and thrust out from her brown and cream fur. A black canid member grew out of her crotch, a pair of furry balls and sheath materialised out of where and she moaned with pleasure. She shuddered and yowled, her body still howling with anger and demanding more and more. She felt like her entire self was burning, yet she shook with want and need. Her stomach still growled, like it hadn't just eaten earlier. She was bigger, almost the size of the trams in the city and she felt her muscles twinge. She'd grown at least three times her original size now, bigger than the cars nearby.

"More... I need..." she breathed, her voice raw from her deranged howls. She was but a pawn for the virus now, and she was powerless to fight it.

Her eyes scanned the area. Most of the people were still coughing or writhing on the floor, many having taken their trousers off and were jerking themselves off as the virus thrummed through their blood. Some went wild, she saw another feral in the distance struggling to eat their rat neighbour high up on the flat baloneys. She shook her head, as her mind demanded she feed, she needed another, required more power than now. She spotted an anthro, a lizard police officer who had pulled over, coughing as he leaned against his police car. His eyes were watering and his hat had been thrown aside. He was bright green, standing out against the red mist that covered the area. The police siren was still going off, but Robyn ignored it. Her body convulsed, yes that one!

She lunged, listening to her needs and she threw her head against the car, throwing it aside like it were a toy. The officer fell back, scrambling on the floor as he was blinded. A claw of his went to his trousers, the same need thrumming through him and consuming him, and he had enough sense to undo his trousers and lower his boxers for his pink spiked member to peak out, but nothing more. He threw his head side to side, as he rolled and tried standing up.

"C...can..." He tried talking, but his tongue felt like it swelled in his throat. He didn't know what he was going to ask, as he watched this large hulking coyote beast, what had once been a coyote, stare at him with burning blue eyes. He couldn't stop watching, as his skin secreted slime against his skin, it was a defence, but now... it felt like the opposite. He watched the coyote turn around, then lean backward, exposing her puckered entrance. Her centre wet and demanding, clearly aroused and yet the command was obvious. The lizard watched the flesh quiver impatiently, her wrinkled flesh clenched and unclenched. He couldn't ignore the temptation, even as he heard the shouts of other officers nearby and the sirens roaring in the distance. He leaned forward, pressing his dry snout against the coyote, groaning as they began to engulf him slowly. He took his clothes off, clawing at them and shredding them with what little strength he had left, as he pushed his face further inside. The warm walls clenched around him and swallowed him and he closed his eyes as he entered darkness. The coyote's flesh clenched hard against him, then loosened up every so often as if like a mouth with no teeth, swallowing him slowly as the canine grunted and pushed back further.

Her lips quivered, her flesh engulfed the lizard quickly, smothering him as the slime made the process that much easier for her. She turned around, using her fore paw to push the lizard further in, slowly but surely, being careful not to tear anything. She may have been driven to madness, but not to suicide. Robyn felt her eyes roll over as pressure mounted and her form slowly heated up as the virus inside of her was placated slightly. She shuddered as more and more of the lizard's slimy body was pushed into her. She clenched against him as his head nudged her inner wall, surprising her and she felt rather than saw her newly developed cock spurt small beads of precum onto the tarmac below. She thrust forward slightly, giving a loud moan as she did so and still she didn't stop. Her body demanded this, she was burning up and was hungry for more. The canine's stomach shuddered as his arms were finally slurped up inside of her. The officer's claws pulled at her flesh inside, as if he couldn't get inside fast enough, pulling him inside. It was driving her nuts. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her flesh convulsed and shook.

She took more as soon as she felt composed, her legs were threatening to drop, her vision was blurring as she ignored everything around her. She pushed further, now taking the lizard's legs too, then finally his tail. It was slurped up with ease, her flesh swelled with fullness and her lower abdomen bulged out slightly with the added weight it wasn't used to. Her anus clenched tightly, as a globule of slime slid down to between her legs, sliding down her new balls, then her cock. She shook her head, moaning with desire as the lizard wriggled inside her. Her penis burned with arousal, heated and wanting and she thrust forward. She shook her head. She needed more. She needed it!

Her eyes began to clear as she searched for what she wanted. Most of the people had evacuated the area, leaving the city smoking as cars were stacked and abandoned, others crashed into those left in the middle of the road. Many had escaped from the red cloud that was still hanging, but it was starting to blow away. She saw no others like her, those who had grown. But there were plenty still caught up in the pleasure and need.

One such was a western dragon. Her mind was once rational, she would have remembered her as her companion, her helper hero who was looking for survivors from the crash, only for them to become victims themselves. But she knew, she liked this dragon. That was all she could remember, and that was all she needed.

There, writhing on the floor, the western dragon from before, her clothes abandoned beside her. She was as blue as before, but her body was curled in panic. She'd taken huge gulps of the virus, it invaded her brain near immediately and now her form was struggling. She was fighting for dominance, fighting to remain in charge of her own body, having stronger will and determination than the coyote or many of the others here. She'd seen what the coyote had done, had just spotted another feline on the other end of the alleyway succumb and twist into a hateful beast of fangs and maw. She remained where she was, the feline thankfully disinterested in her and wanting to feed on males, just as the coyote did before.

Now, she turned to see the coyote, Robyn, looking at her. She saw the huge black cock between her legs, shredded clothing barely hanging onto the fur of the canine and watching drool drop from her fangs. But she couldn't stop looking at the member. Her balls looked heavy, and already she saw pre drooling from the head. She found her mouth opening, near gasping as she felt her temperature rise. She couldn't sweat and she was shaking from the heat, the intensity of the virus suddenly shaking her to her core. She couldn't move, her muscles contracted and ignored her orders. She felt herself slipping away as she watched Robyn start to move towards her. The coyote marched towards her, the police suddenly gone as the feline crashed through and swallowed them whole. The dragon was powerless, a shuddering mess on the floor, moaning and gasping.

Robyn grunted, shaking with want as she caught the smell of the dragon.

"You're... dripping..." Her vocal cords sounded torn, her voice held no inflection, but she spoke. The virus... could it... or was that Robyn deep down, fighting to live? The dragon hoped so, she clung to consciousness, but felt powerless against her own muscles that were pushing and pulling her in directions she didn't want to go. She wanted to cross her legs, embarrassed that she could feel herself getting wet, a bead of her juice trickled down her thigh. She held no breasts, as most dragons didn't, but her wings were open and laying flat against the ground, somehow not torn in the action.

Robyn walked over her, her cock swinging above and pressing against the dragon's body. The reptile shuddered, it near burned to the touch, aching and begging for release, and she knew that this was what she was here for now. This was what the virus was asking for, it needed this. Wanted this. She was utterly defenceless in fighting it, she was at the mercy of the virus, who had taken control of her but left her to watch. She couldn't be mad, she wanted to keep watching. Robyn was... she was a gorgeous coyote, but she never expected something... quite like this.

She lay there, watching as the coyote turned around and got into place, then watched as she slowly changed. Fascinated, she watched as the fur of the coyote started to secrete slime, dark green like the lizard's and she watched as the canine slowly began to be swallowed by it. Yet still, she was herself, she was still able to see and hear. It was her body that bled out slime, becoming her new form, like skin.

"So am I. I need more... I need you. I need everyone." She spoke to herself, trying to make sense of what was happening to her form. Then, quickly as it began, the slime stopped, like water from a tap. It drooled out onto the floor, then washed off her form like the rains stripped it away.

Robyn leaned over the dragon, bringing her snout down, before her long tongue licked at her scaled crotch. The dragon hissed, her body being consumed by heat, as the coyote's slippery tongue pressed down into the small crevices of her scales and dragged upwards. Robyn enjoyed the taste of the dragon, dry, yet earthy with the hint of ash from the smoke wafting from the crash site. The reptile, meanwhile, shuddered and struggled to keep quiet as the newly created Robyn smirked, then repeated the gesture. She found it impossible to fight back, she didn't even want to despite that. Robyn had always been a good looking girl, but now with the virus raging through her veins, she wanted nothing more than to surrender to the flames.

The coyote continued to tease the dragon, watching with eagerness as she was slowly reduced to a small puddle of weak muscles on the floor. She shuddered and groaned as she slowly gave in, pushing her chest up to her tongue and shifting her legs apart. Her lips were glistening and her tail wrapped around the canine, ready and waiting.

"Yes... please, I can't..." The dragon barely spoke, her tongue felt limp and useless in conveying the message she wanted to send across. Thankfully, it wasn't something she needed. The coyote knew what she wanted and let loose a growl deep within her chest. She moved, her tail wagging from side to side slightly in victory as she reached down with her jaws. The dragon wasn't worried, knowing somehow, deep down, she wouldn't have met the same fate as the hyena before her. And she was correct, as Robyn used her mouth to pick her arm up and pull her over, turning her around and with a harsh sound coming from her throat, gave an order.

"Lift your backside." Her voice strained, a whimper deep in the back of her throat and her muscles shook as her arousal drove her on. Of course, her partner didn't refuse, and did as instructed without any delay or hesitation. The coyote's cock was large and glistening, aching for release. Still, the drake didn't hesitate and shifted her tail aside to fully expose herself, public or no. She was blind to the carnage happening around her, the area filled with red mist as the cannister still hadn't stopped. She was deaf to the shouts and the roars of others just like Robyn being reborn and changing, taking what they needed and what the virus demanded of them. All she could hear and feel was the coyote looming above her and pressing down against her. Then, with a well angled practise, the coyote thrust forward.

The head of her dick pressed between her lips, pushing inside and the dragon moaned delightfully. She was surprisingly careful and slower than she expected, but that soon was abandoned. Her target met and the coyote began to feel the heat of the dragon's flesh clench against her, she thrust forward in one fell swoop and buried as much of her member inside the reptile as possible. The dragon roared in ecstasy, the slight pointed head pressed against her walls and nudged her. She felt full immediately, and moved a claw to feel it against her abdomen.

"O-oh... oh God!" She let out a breath, her tongue hanging out as her vision went white for a moment or two. "Fuck, yes take me... take me." She muttered beneath her breath as her knees shook violently. She felt like she were bursting into flames, the hot body of the coyote above her and thick fur touching her, along with a throbbing cock deep within her womb. The coyote howled and yipped as heat engulfed her. Never before had she felt anything like this! Her balls felt heavy and strained, but this was exactly what she was looking for, what she needed! Her legs shook, the strain on her massive as she was losing control. She couldn't help it, the burn too much and the need overcame her senses and she found herself pulling back. Only to thrust right back in with enough force the dragon yelled and her body shifted with her.

The dragon's labia stretched and tried to clench down against the massive member that was inside of her, but it was difficult as she was stuffed full. It was absolutely amazing, yet overwhelming. She closed her eyes, overcome with pleasure and a small mix of pain only added to the sensations that shook her entire being. She leaned her head down, her wings limp and draping down her sides and her tail wrapped around the torso of the canine above her. Soaking and drenched within moments, the sounds of slapping flesh against flesh became louder, as the coyote thrust faster and harder. Her knot would be impossible to fit, and she didn't try as her balls grew heavier and more desperate to release. She thrust deep and hard, the dragon was pushed forward against the tarmac and shouted and yelled her pleasures to everyone. She moved her claws to her clit, pushing and rubbing in time with the thrusts and every so often giving a touch to the hot flesh that was burying itself inside of her.

"Oh yes! Oh God more! All of it, cum in me, I need it, I'll drink it." The dragon breathed, drooling slightly as she lifted her head as her body wrecked with shivers of pleasure. She felt herself getting closer and closer to completion, jolts of euphoria almost rendered her utterly speechless besides the screams of enjoyment. Another thrust and she felt her world was almost coming apart. Gasping for breath and moaning loudly, she clenched her walls as another thrust came forward. And another. And another.

Before the coyote finally felt her balls erupt, she snarled and shuddered as she pushed forward, shoving her cock deep within the confines of the dragon beneath her. With a huge spurt, the canine came inside, gushing seed into the smaller creature. Said creature groaned euphorically as her eyes rolled into the back of her head with a large smile. Her muscles tensed and she clenched against the coyote inside of her, closing her flesh down. She took it all in, her body gulping all the goods that the canine could deliver, her stomach growing and protruding slightly until it finally drooled out of her from behind between the flesh of the coyote and her. She convulsed and collapsed against the tarmac, her behind kept up as she was still impaled against the member that still unleashed a torrent of white.

"Oh god there's... so much." She felt it flowing inside of her, swirling around within her womb before flushing out of her behind. It stuck to her scales and a puddle grew beneath her. She pressed a claw against the lump of the head of the penis inside of her, moaning at how deep it was and how hot it was even through her skin. Though, it very well was probably her own, that was only now starting to cool down as her appetite began to recede. The coyote howled as she finished and her balls were spent, having buried enough semen within her partner as was able to. Still, she stood there, for a moment or two, letting herself soften slowly, before pulling out carefully. The dragon collapsed the moment the last remaining flesh left her confines and her gaping centre was shown off for the street to see. She was spent, but happily so. She lay there, taking in deep breaths as she felt her energy was sapped and her mind a bit more peaceful.

For the coyote, meanwhile, her peace was only temporary. Her virus still raged, not satisfied with just the one, knowing that she had more in her to give. It required a lot more submissives, many more partners it wanted to inject into. The canine shook her head, unable to ignore the call and she felt herself harden once again in mere minutes after the dragon collapsed. Quickly, she looked around her, aware of the world once again. Through the red mist, it was hard to see, hard to smell anything else but particles of the virus and smoke, but there was something else. Another female, one she could enjoy. With a howl, she leapt out of the mist, following her nose and dashing for her spoils.

Beyond the mist, the rest of the city appeared to be more curious and surprised than anything, having been unable to see through it and seeing only a few police cars drive through and the loud moans of pleasure and satisfaction confused and aroused or disgusted many. A couple of four leggeds inched a little forward, a pair of friends a fox and a wolf. They were the same family, yet different. Both loved pranks and both enjoyed a little squabble or a fight or two, but this... was something else entirely. The girls were dressed in tight jeans, both foregoing underwear and wearing simple t shirts of a brand. They weren't overly choosey, but the fox grinned as she watched the wolf livestream.

"This is inside, maybe it's some magic sex mist or something."

The wolf laughed. "Oh yeah you'd love that! Why don't you step inside?"

"Pff, as if I'd embarrass myself in front of thousands! Tempting as it is, I think that officer over there would totally freak out." The fox pointed to a two legged Basset Hound, who was talking on their radio and trying to get an answer. By the sounds, nobody was replying.

"Everyone please remain calm and stay away! We will get to the bottom of this soon enough!" They were saying, but the wolf and fox giggled.

"They look so out of their depth, I feel sorry for them."

"Well, it isn't everyday this happens, is it? How often do you see red sex mist?"

The fox laughed at her friend's response. But before she could answer, a howl sounded. Everyone stopped.

Then, bounding out of the mist, a large coyote appeared, her member swaying side to side, hard and covered in mess. Her head swung back and forth, suddenly able to see so much further away out of the red mist and dazzled for a moment. Shouts and screams of civilians had her head pounding, as well as the continued heat and demands of the disease inside of her. She was hungry, aching for more, Robyn was struggling. An officer Basset Hound barked in surprise, seeing such a huge monster jumping out of the mist!

They grabbed their gun from their holster and pointed towards the beast, opening the police car door and hiding behind it for protection. They begin to radio in for back up, "Hello! This is officer Boston, we've got a situation down at the South End!"

Robyn snarled to the police officer, understanding exactly what they was saying. How dare they, were they trying to capture her? To take her away for experiments? Perhaps test on her!? She'd never felt so powerful before and she daren't imagine if they took her away and locked her up, burning and dying slowly. That's how it felt, as the virus rippled through her, giving and taking all in equal measure.

"How dare you! I won't let you take me!" She bellowed, howling a terrible cry as she swiped nearby debris right at the officer. Panicking, they ducked down, but were caught and pinned down by their police car door as it snapped off and fell on top. The officer let out a gasp of pain and tried to dislodge themselves, but to no avail. It was jammed, the debris locking it into place and left no room for the Basset Hound to roll over or get out from beneath the door.

The fox and wolf girls watched the whole affair, filming it all.

"Jesus Christ, did you see that? It's like a Godzilla film!" The fox commented, overreacting for the viewers' pleasure.

"Ouch, I hope that officer is okay, doesn't look hurt but yikes!" The wolf agreed as the pair watched through the phone.

Then the coyote turned around, looking at the pair.

The wolf whistled. "Wow, that's one of the largest cocks I've seen."

"Uh, will we get demonetised for that?"

"Oh shit, I didn't even-" But the pair stopped, their antics and squabble cut off as the coyote suddenly advanced on them. "Fucking Christ!" The wolf screeched in shock and hurriedly turned to run away. The fox nearby did the same, suddenly noticing that they were now next on the list. They didn't get very far, Robyn being much bigger than the other two, she easily caught up with them around the corner, off the main street, and she lunged for them. She pinned the wolf down onto the floor and grabbed the fox within her jaws. Quick as a flash, the coyote slashed at the clothes the wolf was wearing and they were shredded near instantly, disintegrating into scraps on the floor, leaving her near naked.

"Ahhh! Oh God please! Don't eat me! I'm disgusting!" The fox squealed as she struggled within the mouth of the canine, dangling there with her clothes caught on Robyn's fangs. The wolf's phone had gone flying, rolling over a few times before it landed on its side against a car wheel, filming the whole thing still to a live audience.

The coyote only scoffed, swinging her head slightly and the fox wriggled out of the top she was wearing, only to quickly be stomped back down onto the floor by her front. Her trousers were gone just as quickly, the coyote biting at them and pulling them down near painfully.

"No more running away. Be still, and I will give you a good time if you play nice with me." The coyote murmured, nuzzling her nose into the scruff of the fox's neck.

"Wait... what." A small voice, confused, spoke beneath the coyote's paw.

"Be still and do nothing." The order was given, and though they were confused, they didn't fight. They knew, if the coyote wanted, she could've easily have eaten them whole, or chomped their head off without any qualms. So, they stayed there, unable to push her off as it was and waited to see what she would do.

The coyote huffed hot air, drool dripping from her fangs as she leaned down and licked at the fox, right against her back, from the base of her tail to the scruff of her neck. The vulpine shuddered, still not sure what was going on, but she wasn't protesting. The coyote continued, before pushing her over with her snout, rolling her down onto her back. The fox looked back, still a little frightened, but she could see in the eyes of the coyote her eyes were glazed over in lust and her cock was straining, weeping in neglect. The pair of them then seemed to understand what was happening.

However, the coyote didn't let them go. With a growl, the coyote opened her mouth and spat out a cloud of red from her throat. Caught unaware and off guard, both the wolf and fox took deep breaths of the mist and coughed as the virus flooded their lungs and entered their blood stream quickly. Within moments, as the coyote shut her mouth, the pair of them felt heated. They felt itchy and began to burn, leaving them a whiny mess on the floor.

"O-oh God, what did you do?" The wolf groaned as she began to wriggle beneath the coyote's paw. She could barely move, she could hardly do a thing but sit there. She shuddered as she felt a rush of wetness between her legs and she caught herself blushing in embarrassment.

Robyn only grinned, reaching down to lick at the fox's crotch, her sex suddenly heated and aroused. She groaned loudly as the long and slick tongue touched her, pressed against her hot flesh and ruffled her fur. Robyn could taste her, taste the earthy bitterness of the fox, and yet the slight tang of sweetness deep down as she drank in the vulpine's arousal. Her legs shuddered and she gave a yip as the coyote continued to press her tongue against the smaller female. The wolf watched, whining in her jealousy as she was left to listen to the pair of them, unable to move, unable to see what was happening.

The paw was removed, and the wolf stood up slowly, carefully. She felt a nudge behind her, something hot and burning, wet and drooling against her tail and legs. She turned her head, to see the large black cock between the coyote's legs pressing insistently against her. She shivered, looking at it and feeling heat throbbing between her legs, as well as through her entire body. Oh god, to imagine that inside of her, thrusting into her, giving her pleasure... she felt herself shake at the prospect.

Yes, do it. You need it. She told herself, the virus demanded it, and she was only happy to listen. She looked away, bending down and leaving her arse in the air and shifted her tail aside, as the coyote repositioned herself in a better place. Then, startling the wolf, she felt it touch her lips. She moaned, letting out a loose whine deep within her throat as she did so, feeling it right there against her centre. It felt large, she wondered if it would fit, but she knew that she would fine a way. Where there was a will, there was a way.

Luckily, her lips were just as eager. As the coyote began to slowly shift forward, pushing herself inside, the wolf's flesh engulfed and hugged the hot member tightly. She let out a breath, taking deep lungfuls of air as she felt the slow thrust of the coyote's cock slowly but surely press inside. She was a little surprised, considering she was under the influence of the virus herself, she felt Robyn was calmer than she was. She heard the growls and the whines of the canine above her, though she couldn't see her, unable to crane her head over enough due to her position, but the sounds were enough to excite her. She felt a small discomfort, as the penis stretched her labia and began to fill her entirely already before they'd even begun, before the coyote stopped.

The fox nearby whined, watching the scene before her, seeing her best friend getting attention and yet she was left out. It was arousing to watch, to see the pointed head dip inside the wolf's sex and slowly disappear within the confines of the mammal, slowly but surely. However, she wasn't left to merely spectate for too long. Robyn pulled the fox back to reality, bringing her nose and muzzle down to the fox's own burning centre and lick her pink labia. It swelled and heated near immediately, shocking the fox out of her stupor and bringing her back to the reality of her own body, which was demanding that she receive the same attention. She was burning, shuddering and quaking as she lay there, feeling the roughness of Robyn's tongue against her, the slight nips of her fangs against her flesh, driving sparks and explosions of euphoria to blast through her limbs. She found herself throwing her head back, overcome and overwhelmed by all the sensations that were sending her into a frenzy. She felt like she was on fire, burning, and she could only hope that she would rise from the ashes that would be left behind. Yet, as violent as it sounded, she wanted nothing more.

Robyn herself smiled, growled, snarled, howled, laughed... all of these things felt appropriate for the moment. These two girls were lovely, begging for her to fuck them, begging her to take their innocence, and she was nothing but kind to oblige them. She knew nothing about the phone that was still recording every moment of this, and the two girls had forgotten about it in their virus induced madness, wanting nothing more than to be filled with seed.

When she found herself finally fully thrust into the wolf, as much as she felt was safe to, she felt her hips shake with the effort to not move. The wolf was a little tighter than the dragon, not helped by the fact the wolf was smaller in general, but eventually she felt the go ahead to begin thrusting as the wolf herself pushed back and barked.

"C'mon! I need it! Fuck me with your hard cock before I do it myself." She demanded, so unlike the way she used to be.

Yet, her friend had slipped into pleas and begging for more. "P-please... geez... shit... more... deeper... I need..." She was barely able to string a sentence together, her entire being convulsed as the tongue of the coyote dipped between the labia and thrust slightly inside, taking a small dip between the flesh.

At the same time, Robyn pulled back and thrust forward, deep into the wolf and quickly set a rhythm up that worked. The wolf howled, much louder than the coyote anticipated and she almost paused in surprise. Almost. Instead, it egged her on.

"Good, be loud, howl and let them know the pleasure I'm giving you. Let them know how good it feels." After all, if more were curious, or turned on... more would be infected, willingly too. That was the virus thinking, as Robyn was long gone, but still used her to walk around.

"Yes! Yes oh god more! Give it to me! Harder! Faster!" The wolf continued to shout, thrusting her hips back, making it harder and harder for Robyn to hold back. She had half a mind to forego being careful and just going for it, but she wasn't sure the wolf would escape unscathed and the last thing she wanted was to damage her property. She shook her head, unable to concede, however an idea came to mind.

Grinning, she kept her thrusts up, but removed her mouth away from the fox, who whilst yowled in protest, watched as the coyote changed. Her fur was washed with goo, slime secreted from her fur and covered her entire self, brown and cream turning green. It were as if her skin and fur had turned to slime, her form dissolving and being devoured by it, and a howl escaped the creature, clearly still alive.

"W-whoa... that's some hentai shit..." the fox murmured, somehow a part of her still there and herself, but that would slowly fade away when the virus took hold of her mind, as it slowly was doing. Then, as the fox was watching, strands of slime suddenly lashed out of the coyote and wrapped itself around her stomach. She yipped, surprised and worried, but she soon calmed down and eased as the heat of her skin cooled with the touch of the slime. Another tendril of it reached out, each of them stretching from Robyn's shoulders, and the second had a clear goal in mind. As Robyn kept up with her thrusting into the wolf, the slime tendril reached forward and brushed against the fox's core. The fox herself blushed, shuddering in the grasp of the goo and knew what she was in store for next. There was no complaint and no resistance, as the tentacle pressed forward, applying pressure to the area between the fox's legs, and slowly slithered inside. The fox let out a loud yip, the chill of the goo surprising her, yet thrilled her as it cooled down her feverish insides. Her walls clamped tightly against the new visitor, quaking and trembling as it pushed forward and rubbed itself against her walls. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, as the thing began to thrust, in and out, filling the audience's ears with sounds of wet slapping slime on flesh.

That was only added to, as the coyote continued to thrust into the body of the canine beneath her. A front paw was pressed against the back of the wolf, keeping her front part down and giving the coyote the best angle she could get to thrust as deep into the canine as she possibly could. Her knot pressed against the cheeks of the wolf, the loud noises of flesh slapping against one another was near unheard beyond the sounds of the wolf's yowling and Robyn's howls of delight. And the phone that was pressed against the car livestreamed it all, to an audience watching a huge coyote with a thick black cock covered in slime fucking two female canines down to the ground. And by the sounds of it, was giving them absolutely amazing pleasure. An audience watched the coyote's slime tentacle fuck the fox long and hard, and her large penis penetrating the wolf over and over again.

Robyn moved faster and harder, pressing to bring the two to completion and cum before she felt it. Her balls were getting heavy and her knot wanted to burst badly, but she held on for as long as she could. Her skin was cool, but she felt like boiling lava, she struggled to remain standing, and yet could not stop herself from her actions. She continued to move, continued to fuck the two until they were out of their minds with pleasure.

And it was a relief when that moment finally came, as the wolf finally howled and her flesh clenched hard against Robyn. Her form quaked and shook as gushes of her pleasure drooled from between her lips, soaking her fur around her lips and her thighs. Robyn couldn't help herself, as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she knew she made an ugly face as she bit down and thrust hard one last time into the canine. Her slime tendril did the same, curling deep in the womb of the fox, who yowled and yipped as her g spot was played with. Brushing against it was all that was needed, slime coating the fleshy insides brought the fox to her own finish, her limbs turning to lead and her body shook with desire and euphoria.

Robyn felt gushes of her semen spurt into the wolf, utterly coating her womb and gushing out of her as she was soon overfilled. Her stomach protruded slightly as she took in more and more of the seed, but she moaned like a wanton whore as she tried to keep as much of it inside of her as she could. She wanted it all, she felt like she was cooling down with it, but the mess ended up on the floor and coated into her fur, sticking to her and the tarmac beneath her.

It was a few minutes, the three of them lying there utterly fucked out of their minds, taking deep breaths and trying to recover, before Robyn was the first to move. She pulled her slime out of the fox, washing it away and retaining her previous form and pulled her cock with a squelch out of the wolf as well. She gave them breathing room, but smirked in satisfaction at seeing the two girls utterly spent and exhausted, though relieved finally.

But she still wasn't satisfied. Her nuts still hadn't expended its entire energy, and the virus in her head demanded more and more and more. She wasn't done yet, she needed to keep going, she still burned so much, oh the fire burned still! She needed more!

She shook her head, then turned to look behind her.

There. Still beneath the door of the police car, panting and red faced, the Basset Hound police officer. They watched the whole thing. She grinned. The officer swallowed nervously, helpless as Robyn began her walk towards them, another willing participant.