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Trapped in the Simulation

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Bevin Bacon

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Part Two

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Wintergreen's perspective, within the simulation.

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I blinked awake, not as sluggish nor as drowsy as I'd thought. Wow, that was some technology there! What a big deal to be a part of it!

Everything was as I'd asked, though everything seemed to be in pastel hues, soft shades stretching out into the distance, where it faded to a soft white. I knew that I could run in any direction on cloven hooves and find only pillows and soft carpeting, though the flooring was not as stable as I'd thought it would be.

I shivered. That would probably make it even better for sex.

"Hello, sweetie, are you ready for momma to take care of you?"

My breath caught, stumbling back, but my huge cock, two feet long, throbbed before me. The tigress was beautiful, larger and taller than me, her breasts four feet across, huge and wobbling with the slightest shift of her body. Her nipples too were huge, but my hungry eyes didn't know where to go, devouring her with my eyes.

"Come here, honey-boy," she crooned, dropping to her knees, though more and more tigers appeared behind her, as if from nowhere. "Poor thing, your balls aren't empty... Let your mommy fix that for you."

They were dominant, crowding in from all sides, though it felt very real to me, as if I was there. There was no difference between the sensations in the simulation and the real world, blurring the lines between them, my body a toy to be used as the hyper tigers of my dreams swarmed me.

"Baby boy, let me drain your balls!"

Her mouth enveloped my nuts, every one of them with russet, orange hair that matched their fur, though all sensible thought left me head. God, that felt good, her rough tongue stroking my cock... But it was so long! It just seemed to keep going and going, wrapping around my cock, my balls, swallowing down that huge length as if it was nothing at all.

"Ohhh, oh, fuck!"

I cried out, giving in to it, one moment fading into the next, though I was aware of ejaculating - did that mean that I was climaxing outside the simulation too? I didn't know, didn't care, lost in the moment, drifting and fading, thrusting over the tigress' head as she took down my cock.

One orgasm, two orgasms, three, my lips closing over the nipples of other tiger's, sucking on them, drinking down their milk, suckling fervently. The sweet, warm cream spilt down my lips and marked my chest and yet it was the most sensual feeling that I could ever have imagined. How could that wetness feel so damn good? Damn, they were really good with the simulation, it had to be!

But it was too good for me to worry about, an escape from reality in the truest sense of the word, fucking the tigers in every position possible, my shaft throbbing, aching, yet I never seemed to be without someone to fuck. There were times where I would have liked to lie back on the pillows and soft, fluffy carpeting, to relax a bit, but there was always a pussy on my shaft or a mouth. They lusted for me as much as I wanted them! They drooled constantly, saliva spilling forth around their long tongues, though the tigresses didn't have any trouble at all moaning out my name, coddling me, cuddling me in against their massive breasts.

"Mmmm..."

"Yeah, that's right, good boy," they crooned, almost speaking as one. "Your mommas are going to make you feel so much better."

I had to do it, had to trust them. They were so sweet to me, cuddling me as I fucked one in missionary, my face pressed between their tits. Every tiger was the same, their bodies letting me explore the reach and limits of them, tails curling around my body, tickling my large nuts. My balls ached and throbbed and I growled in the back of my throat, a tiger's hot pussy pressed to my lips, though my attention was mostly focused on the holes I was filling.

One after the other. A tiger momma moaned as she rode me, bouncing on my cock cowgirl-style, another cradling my head, letting me relax back. Was that where the relaxation of it was to come? She kissed me deeply, my tongue longer too, tangling together, moaning, lewdly slurping, wanting so much more.

Yet that more was to come too as I cried out, lust muffled, body aching through another orgasm. In there, time didn't seem to have any meaning, one moment skipping to the next, leaving me scrabbling, trying to work out how I got from one scene and moment to the next. It was like seeing my own life playing out on a screen before me, snapshots of the best bits, though I was present in every moment, my skin tingling, every throb and pulse of my cock demanding more.

I couldn't stop fucking them, filling hole after hole. When I tried to take a rest and a break in a pile of pillows, a tigress piled them up high for me, letting me be muffled between so many pairs of breasts too that I could not see.

Someone's mouth was around my cock, lapping and slurping, teasing, drool splattering over my crotch. Oh, hell, that felt too good...

"Drink up, baby, momma got plenty of milk for you."

And, so, he did, swallowing down their milk, their thick cream making me struggle to fit even a single fat nipple into my mouth. They were so big, so lustful, bodies wobbling around me, losing myself to them. It was not as if, anyway, that I'd ever want to be found there.

Others massaged my nuts, caressing my balls, adoring them with their long, dripping tongues. They were in control and yet I still felt worshipped, the most important one there, on the bottom but happily so. My body was theirs to do with as they willed and I submitted willingly. Who wouldn't have in the face of such kinky passion, after all? I wanted their caresses, their sloppy tongues swirling around, my body and fur damp, though not in an unpleasant way at all. I wanted to enjoy it and they helped me relieve tension from my muscles, drinking from nipple after nipple even while my cock was serviced by pussy after pussy after mouth after mouth.

Cowgirl. Missionary. Doggystyle. My hips slapped into a tiger's thick rump as I pounded her, her cries resounding, begging me to go harder.

"Yes, yes!" She moaned. "Fuck mommy, take me!"

That they were in charge was not in question, even as I relished in the moment, slamming in, pounding in, her flesh wobbling, the taste of milk in my mouth even as saliva spilt over.

"We'll take care of you," they murmured, stroking my head, feeding me more and more milk, flowing messily down my face. "Don't worry about anything, sweet boy... We've always got you, always."

I knew I was safe there, though whenever I tried to change position or draw out of a tiger, there was always another to ensure that I didn't have to go without. Drawing out after filling that tiger doggystyle, grunting thickly, I felt back, only to be pounced, rolled onto my side, another tigress facing me as my cock filled her.

"Ohhhh, yes!"

I cried out, ejaculating near-instantly, though that didn't seem right. I shouldn't have cum that quickly, but it was a simulation, after all, and they had said something about my stamina. Maybe that was part of it? Regardless of what I wanted or needed, there was always a lusty hole to fuck, a tight pussy squeezing around me, milking me of my cum as they milked their breasts over my muzzle, into my mouth.

Damn... Could anything have been hotter? They sandwiched my cock between their breasts, though they could not lap it while his dick was softly clad between them, so large were their tits. That didn't matter, however, not even as they took the liberty of sealing my shaft into their actual breasts, just the one, even while I tried to draw out of a spurting, drooling boobjob.

It took me a moment to realise what was happening, pleasure crashing over me, the air of sexuality in the soft, plush environment enough to drown me.

"Ah... What?"

I shuddered. Ohhhh, that was right but so very wrong, lost in the moment as I fucked the tiger's tit, rampantly, harder and faster. I couldn't stop, grunting and groaning, crying out again and again until orgasm overtook me.

My moans rose as she tit-fucked me, though not in the way that I had envisioned, even hotter, so kinkier, no one letting me go without as my balls were massaged, sucked on, so wet, oh so very much so... Damn, how I needed it, though the wet splatters of drool were something that made it all the better for me, French kissing any of the tigresses that allowed me to while their tits were not in my mouth too.

I might well have been the luckiest guy or goat alive, swamped in a sea of sex, licking my lips, moaning, whimpering, zipping from position to position, spooning a tiger, cramming into their throat, even pounding a tail hole when I thought that I might have needed a break. They showed me, through the simulation, that I was capable of so much more than I'd thought, building up and up to the point where my orgasm didn't seem to end.

Oh... Oh, that was it. That was what I'd been looking for, what I needed, moaning, whimpering, grunting, groaning. I greedily caressed their huge tits, their hips, their arses, all while my balls were sucked on, two tigresses at a time, at the very least, pleasing them. I found myself halfway up a huge pile of pillows fucking a tiger raw as my "mommy" cried out what a good job I was doing, soothing me, encouraging me softly to continue.

I didn't know how long I'd been in there for, but, even then, I didn't want to leave.

Not yet.

Not quite yet.

Please?

To be continued in part three...