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"And you'd never guess, but it actually turns out that his arch-rival is his brother ... which means that he's not even the true heir to the throne, and it was all a lie, but if he tells anyone then his marriage is in danger, so it's like - honour or loved ones? Revenge or peace? And it's just ..." The chatty fennec had to take a breath. "Anyway you should really watch it!"

The bull slowly nodded. "Maybe we can watch it together. Sometime after you move in?"

"Yeah! We gotta find some excuse to snuggle on the couch, right?"

"Never needed much of one before," he offered with a grin.

He liked listening to her talk about her favourite things, even if he didn't really understand them. After a successful, if somewhat humble, the seemingly mismatched couple rode the bus together in their best outfits. Dave sat proudly in his best buttoned top and the only pair of pants he had that weren't jeans, though he could hardly compare to his girlfriend beside him.

She was pretty in purple, with that cute, surprisingly short skirt and ribboned top. The shy little fennec looked no bigger than a basketball next to her big bull boyfriend, though that was just by comparison. She sat all cuddled up to all his heft, and they were plenty content like that. It had taken a while for her to warm up to him in a physical sense, but he was pretty used to that. He was a big guy, even compared to regular-sized people. And he wasn't without his own streak of shyness. Yet ever since their first kiss, they'd always felt something special, no matter how different they might have been in life and interests alike. Not to mention - she was a lot less shy when she was pressed up close to his naked, muscular body. In his experience, it was always the quiet ones who were total freaks. In the best sense of the word.

"I think dad really liked you." Riko's swerve of topic caught him off guard. He found himself blushing just thinking back to the first meeting with her parents.

"Really? Even with the ... you know. The pitcher."

"So you're a little clumsy! It's not like we usually have such big guys come visit." She jabbed him in the chest. Her fist deflected off his solid pec. "And anyway, they know you treat me well."

She gesticulated that point so enthusiastically that she accidentally knocked her glasses off. He caught them before they could soar away to the floor and gave them back.

"Really well," she added with a flirty little grin.

"You, uh." Dave shifted his eyes. "You didn't tell them about that part, did you?"

Riko giggled. "Oh dad totally asked."

"Oh no ..."

"I didn't give him any details!" She shoved at his shoulder. It didn't move. "He was just curious. Said he had a hard time picturing it. I said he probably shouldn't be picturing it."

"You're going to make me burst into flames here if I blush any harder."

"Better get used to it! You won't be able to get away from me soon!" She stuck her tongue out and poked him all over with two fingers while she teased. He just leaned down and smooched her between the pointy ears to calm her down. That always worked.

The bus bumped and creaked down the road to Riko's place, well past dark. They'd kept each other out a little too late, and Dave had work in the morning, but it was totally worth it. They talked about their meal, where they should go next, and all the movies they needed to watch together. Which must have been a list of dozens. Dave was glad she was so good at keeping track, because he certainly couldn't remember that many titles.

They had the bus all to themselves for several stops, staring out the window together, watching the passing city lights at night. Riko didn't like riding the bus by herself, especially so late. She might not have seemed the nervous sort by how much she talked, but she was only like that around him. Around strangers, she was like a non-entity. Totally silent. So there he was sitting alongside her just to make sure she felt safe, even if it meant making a round trip back to his own spot. Soon he wouldn't have to do that anymore, at least.

Everything was going fine right up until the driver made a stop and picked up another rider. Dave knew she was trouble from the moment she got on the bus. The first sign was the way the whole vehicle sagged and tilted to the side under the weight of her hooves when she took her first step up on board. For all of his muscular heft, he still didn't even come close to comparing to the absolutely massive bovine who stepped on board and clomped her way down the aisle.

Dave's eyes were all over her in a moment. He was helpless to her blunt, unspoken charm. It was like she demanded the attention just by being herself, standing tall, all buttermilk cream and dressed in a red, ankle-length skirt and a tight top almost like a corset the way it hugged her enormous bosom. She made the whole bus rattle with her every step, and the big brown bull flinched a little more the closer she got. He was holding his breath right up to the moment that huge cow sat herself down across three whole seats, and then spread her arms all the way out to encompass two more on each side.

"Do you ... know her?" came Riko's hushed voice from beside him. She sounded just as awed as he was.

He kept his own voice to a whisper. "No, I was just - sorry, I'm staring aren't I. It's not what you think, I just ... "

"No no, it's fine, I was looking too. I mean ... geez. You think we're, like, okay? Should we get off and walk or something?"

"Nah it's fine. Looks like she's just coming off a shift. Probably heading home."

He felt Riko press even closer against his side. The power of the cow's presence had them both a little rattled, and she hadn't even glanced their way yet. As much as he was supposed to keep her safe, but that was a lot easier when he was bigger than everyone they met. That cow dwarfed even him in width, heft, height - and other ways too. There was no missing the detail she seemed to proudly flaunt with her wide-legged stance.

It was probably impossible to sit any other way given the size of that tool. What a generous view. His eyes strayed down, and he swore he saw a little twitch under that skirt. It was long enough to conceal most of what that bovine was sporting, but there truly was no fully hiding it. And his body responded accordingly.

Something about realizing that big gal had a vastly bigger cock than him was enough to turn him on. Every bump along the road wasn't helping. He gave a snort as he strained to try to soften his shaft through sheer willpower, but that was of course impossible. Thinking about it was making it worse. He glanced over to Riko and found her desperately burying her nose in an app on her phone, pretending she hadn't noticed the new passenger.

From his perspective it was pretty obvious she was just swiping back and forth between screens. It was nothing that actually needed her attention, she just wanted to think about anything else for a while. Maybe she was ashamed of her own arousal - he knew exactly what it meant when she was rubbing her thighs together like that. A little hint of her scent just told him more.

At least he wasn't the only one. It never really occurred to him that he maybe should have felt jealous, when really he just felt relieved that she was getting as turned on as him. He turned his gaze back to that huge cow and couldn't help but notice she'd noticed him right back. Her eyes locked with his and froze him solid like a gorgon's gaze. Then came her smile. Then a little nod. When he didn't stop staring she simply reached down to give him what he didn't know he wanted, slowly unveiling that beastly member from beneath her long red skirt.

"Holy shit ..." he whispered under his breath. He really hoped the cow didn't hear him.

"Please don't come over here, please don't come over here ..." came Riko's whispered plea, just barely audible.

Nobody could stop her. The driver might as well have been a machine. He hadn't even glanced at the two of them when they got on. Dave didn't move either. What was he going to do about it? He wasn't going to go confront her for giving him what he so obviously wanted. Before he got too caught up in staring though, he glanced at Riko once more. She pretended to be totally engrossed in a fake conversation she was tapping out to nobody in particular, but she was definitely peeking up now and then. Tap tap tap she went, then she stole a little look, and then back to tapping. Well, if she could look, he could look.

It was just a glance, more out of admiration than anything else. Regardless of his preferences, he had to respect a monster like that. Or that was what he told himself even as his own cock firmed right up in his pants to the point of tenting them right up, stretching the nice fabric of his slightly formal date outfit. Just the awe of that truly titanic bovine dick pushing up from beneath a lust-lifted skirt was enough to get him suppressing a snort of desire and pleasure alike. He throbbed for her and he still wasn't sure entirely why.

Maybe he was staring too much. When she got up to her hooves, his first thought was that she was approaching to confront him for some reason or another. He didn't stop looking even so. Her skirt draped back down over her dick when she rose, but it couldn't fully hide such a beast of a thick, heavy equine dick. She swelled fatter, harder, almost fully firm by the time she got over to him. His eyes strayed from the sight of her cock and to a little nametag on her bust.

Celeste. Night manager at one of the wilder clubs around the city. Certainly somewhere he'd never gone to by himself, much less a place he'd ever consider taking Riko. The shy fennec had all but mashed her face into her screen, desperate to avoid being noticed even as she wriggled with rising lust. The perfume of her desire told Dave she was wet. It wasn't like he could judge, when his cock was absolutely firm, just from a lengthy look at someone unlike anyone he'd ever met before. He kept his eyes on the cow while Riko did her best to look anywhere but up at the hulking bovine who soon towered over them both.

"Hey you two. It's fine, I don't mind showing off. You'll have to forgive me for looking a little frazzled. Been one of those busy days for me, y'know? I was thinking I'd just wait until I got home to order takeout, so to speak, but looks like my delivery's already here." She grinned broadly, a great flat-toothed gleam. "See something ya like, bull boy? Me too."

That struck him too dumb to even try to speak. She liked him? What did that even imply? She wasn't giving them any room. He couldn't even see the rest of the bus around that wall of cow. He huffed, he squirmed a little in his seat, and he felt his pants actively straining against the pounding pressure of his hard-on. There was no denying how exceptionally horny Celeste made him just by standing there, though he had no idea how he was even supposed to begin with someone like her.

She wasn't even trying to hide her huge shaft anymore. It stood up straight from beneath her skirt, letting him see all the lewdest of details from up close. His eyes were rapidly going up and down in the effort of examining every single inch of that fat equine dick pulsing before him. Every vein, every detail was worth his close inspection, right down to a pair of lightly flexing nuts near the size of his head each.

Finally, he blurted out a question. "Delivery?"

"Yeah." Celeste gave a confident nod. "Looks like you brought me something nice. You weren't using this, were you?"

He knew was supposed to react when he saw her reaching out. Riko thought of him as the big tough guy, right? He couldn't just let himself be dominated by the sheer aura of a much bigger bovine. She was just going to touch him, without so much as a complaint? What kind of bull was he if he just sat there? Except, she wasn't even going for him. No matter how hard the fennec tried to turn invisible, the cow had still noticed her.

She was staring straight down at her phone, shrinking away from the intrusion, but that just left those cute, extra long ears vulnerable for a good grabbing. A yip of surprise escaped her when the huge cow snatched her up from her seat, and her first instinct was to look to Dave. He met her eyes, staring right back into the slim fox's widened gaze, knowing that it was the moment to do something, and then proceeded to do nothing at all. Her single word of a disbelieving question struck him harder than the sight of the cow snatching her up with such ease..

"Dave ... ?"

That was all the chance she got to comment on that turn of events. Her protests were swiftly muffled with a wet mmf as she got stuffed muzzle-first into the gaping cockslit right in front of her boyfriend. It clenched around her and started tugging her in without much need for any shoving, though Celeste was too greedy to wait. She winked at Dave as he sat by, watching.

The feeling he got in his chest and stomach alike when he heard that sloppy sound was enough to almost make him cum in his pants right that exact second. The fabric was straining. He was ripping his way right out of his clothes for how hard he was. Absolutely throbbing, aching, thumping away at every moment, his cock spurted a whole torrent of precum while he watched the fennec get smothered and immersed in a fat cow dick.

"Mhm. That's right. Just relax and enjoy the show, bull boy. I'll take her off your hands."

The wall of cow never shook. She was remarkably steady, even as the bus bumped along a few poorly maintained roads, or took a corner a little too fast. The driver never stopped, no matter what was going on back there. Nor did any other passengers come on. Maybe they saw what was going on and changed their minds. Maybe they saw who was already there. There was no doubt in Dave's mind that he was dealing with a highly experienced predator.

Celeste was frightfully efficient about devouring her prey. Dave had never seen a cock squeeze like that. It was utterly gobbling poor Riko, slurping her up with an extended schlurrrrp of the slick insides gliding along across her pretty purple outfit. The fox's shoulders were plenty narrow, barely even pressing out on the walls around her while she got sucked down that plump bovine shaft. It wasn't long before her shoes fell off and she was waving her bare paws right in front of Dave's face.

If he wanted to help his girlfriend, it would have been easy. All he needed to do was grab her by the ankles and start tugging. Whether or not he could have actually overcome the ravenous power of Celeste's cock was another question. It didn't matter anyway. He did nothing, just like before. The cow's audible exhale might have been a short chuckle to herself. Just as she expected. She had the bull by the balls without so much as touching him. All she needed to do was put on a good performance and he was transfixed as surely as if she'd hypnotized him.

Maybe she had, in her own way. The splurt of juices squirting out around the vixen's bust while her tits got squished down the cow's dick made for a mesmerizing puff of sex-drenched pheromones, like a raunchy perfume. The thumping squeezes and audible ullps of that cock swallowing its meal kept Dave's attention perfectly fixated on every sinful detail laid out before him on that bumpy bus ride.

Celeste's cock worked with all the predatory flair and elegance of a snake. It undulated with the forceful effort of dragging Riko deeper. The fennec was utterly overpowered by the slathering embrace of lustful shaft tugging her along, slurping her up with pre-spitting splashes of juices every time Celeste's big fat monster loudly gulped right in front of Dave's face. She hardly seemed to even need to focus on it.

Her attention was firmly on the motionless bull as he throbbed below her. He was sweating a little. The cow's body heat just radiated right through him until his hide was glistening and his shirt was clinging to his pecs. He watched Celeste groping herself while she swallowed the vixen with her dick, flinching when she bellowed out a moan that must have been exaggerated.

"Nnnn, yeah, that's good stuff. You wouldn't believe how good your girl feels getting cocked." She spoke with her eyes half closed in an expression of pure bliss. "Too bad you won't get to find out for yourself."

That was the comment that almost got Dave to his hooves. Part of him was absolutely seeing red that she could so casually taunt him. Maybe she even wanted him to accept her challenge, to play tug-of-war with the vixen's thighs while that thick bovine dick slurped smoothly over Riko's hips and started dragging in her short skirt. The fennec's legs writhed back and forth, rubbing her thighs together in the process of being consumed. It was hard to tell if that was an unusual squirming effort to escape, or if it was more a matter of arousal.

She'd yelped and wiggled at first, but getting sealed in the musky embrace of a pumping cock and slathered up in rich, hot juices was enough to confuse her senses a little. The overstimulation and darkness alike meant she was plenty warm while she got swallowed down. Dave could see the dampness shading her panties while he gazed up her skirt and watched her ass disappear down Celeste's spire of bovine meat.

Soon it was obvious just how turned on Riko was getting over the whole thing. She wasn't just squirming, but outright grinding. Her skirt was lifted right up while she got slurped away, allowing her to grind her wet panties against the very cock that was consuming her. Those motions grew more and more frantic until Dave caught a tiny note of her muffled voice crying out in juicy bliss.

The more she rubbed herself off at the halfway point between swallowing and swallowed, the wetter she got, until she gave a sudden twitch of both legs and went rigid all over. Her tail lashed about, her toes curled, and she kicked her way through a gush of a climax all thanks to the heat and scent of the fat cow cock currently enveloping her whole upper body, eating her whole while her boyfriend allowed it all to happen. Clearly she wasn't too mad at him.

He'd never even heard her moan, much less seen her cum like that. Celeste gave him a satisfied huff as her prey's legs slumped down in the conclusion of her cumshot. She stopped gulping the fennec for a minute or two and just folded her arms over her bust to watch the stunned bull's reaction.

"Just made your girl squirt hard, bully. You ever manage to make her go off like that?"

Even provoked, he still didn't move. He was transfixed to the point of feeling slightly outside his own body, but the thumping reminders of his arousal kept him in the moment. There wasn't much Riko left. Celeste leaned herself right back, hands on her hips, and gave a few daring jabs forward to wave her cock right in Dave's face while she finished off her prey. He held still, as if daring her to really do it, and she called his bluff with a messy smack of her dick across his cheek.

That made him flinch, grunt, even half-rise from his seat. It was the extended schlurrrrrp that got him to calm down again. He bit his lip, briefly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again he caught the very last glimpse of that long-eared fox's tail disappearing down that bovine dick, along with one last little wiggle of Riko's toes. Then she was gone, gobbled up with a squirt of precum, left to bulge all the way down to her creamy destination.

There was still a little more work to do to get her fully packed away. Celeste reached down to take her shaft in both hands and slowly massage it up and down just to keep it twitching and contracting. The might of those inner squeezes ensured Riko kept on sliding inwards, sliding along the slippery confines of the fleshy tube that hugged tight around her body. Dave could only just barely make out the details of her body. She'd all but vanished into the cow's cock, vaguely pushing out from beneath the veiny surface, bumping beneath the medial ring before getting squeezed down into Celeste's waiting sack.

Her balls gave some flexes of anticipation, pulling up, only to sag back down as the weight started to show inside them. Riko must have found her way inside, popping from the slick tunnel and into the flooded depths, steaming in the heat. Dave tried to imagine just how hot it must have been in there, how potent the smell of cum must have been. It was enough to leave him biting his lip hard enough to hurt.

"Ahhh," came Celeste's relieved sigh as her squirming prey settled all the way down into the bottom of her weighted nuts. She closed her eyes and let the satisfaction of feeding that hungry thing wash over her for a while as she gently swayed and sloshed her catch around.

Of course Dave watched every single detail along the way. He'd been a passive participant in his cute girlfriend's consumption right up until then, though that soon changed when she offered him some guidance. Or maybe it was a command.

"Go on. You can touch it. Better get your hands on her while you can. I work quick."

She wasn't kidding. Not five seconds of settling the bulge of fennec down into her sagging sack and she was already starting to churn on her. A harsh clench around the trapped fox girl's lean curves gave an indistinct outline of her form, and then the second one made things even less clear. There was a solid bulge there, laid out from left nut to right, and it might have been Riko. Maybe not. There was that frightful efficiency again, on full glurning display before his eyes as she flexed and squeezed the prey in her balls and sent up a cacophony of sloshing and groaning sounds.

Dave couldn't hear a thing from the fennec. Was she crying out for him? Was she furious with him now, or was she still caught up in her orgasm haze? Was she even still conscious? He had to know. Laying both palms on what he thought must have been Riko's bulge, he started to knead and squeeze firmly on her body. He felt a little twitch, a little wriggle in response, or he thought he did at least. It was hard to tell when there were all those contracting squeezes and sloshes making it hard to tell which side of the fox he was even groping. All grew less distinct in time.

The bumps in the road just made her balls glorsh and splash their creamy contents around all the more. They were getting fuller. He saw them swelling, hanging lower with the weighty contents bloating them taut and smooth. They got louder too. He found himself nearly recoiling from the sheer excess of the glurrrrrns groaning out right in front of him. He had to keep touching. There was nothing that could make him miss all the details of that alarmingly rapid digestion going right on before his eyes.

He'd heard of such predators, of such talents, but he always thought the stories were exaggerated. Right there, beneath his very fingertips, Riko was getting melted down to cum. Every time he squeezed, his grip sank deeper, deeper, squishing into what was a solid form moments ago. He heard her squishing and churning, and felt the natural wriggling turn to more of a rhythmic pulsing, sloshing back and forth in time to the flexes of Celeste's well-fed sack.

"Hnnn - alright. Say goodnight to your girl. Watch this."

She beamed with pride while he sat back to watch the finale. Riko was already too far gone. There was no saving her anymore. Though he was pretty sure some part of her still existed as something other than cow cum, deep in Celeste's balls. That was about to change. The constant stroking the cow gave herself soon grew to a frantic tug, viciously jerking herself off while her balls gave a performance of coordinated clenches. He could hear them squishing up around what remained of that softened fennec, flowing into an increasingly aggressive pace of heavy flexes. Pump pump pump.

They made plenty of juicy noise in the process too, ensuring he could hear the stupendously lewd sclursh of the finishing blow. An extended groan came as Celeste's sack pulled up extra taut and then there came a great GLORSH of release as she relaxed the pressure once more around the fully liquefied contents inside. No more prey, just creamy cow cum, jizzed up and claimed to satisfy Celeste's lustful hunger.

"Ohhh ..." came Dave's voice. It was sort of a moan, sort of a moo.

Celeste didn't have time to tease him any further. She went rifling through the oversized purse slung over her shoulder and eventually came up with what she was looking for. He thought he'd just pulled out a vinyl record at first, but no, it was just a condom big enough to hold her impending load. She tore the package open with considerable haste. Her cock was already twitching, already vibrating with the tension running through it. Dave watched those bouncing balls squeezing up so tight they seemed to shrink a moment, only to jiggle back down, sloshing heavily with their pressurized contents.

Celeste struggled to get her dick all wrapped up, slipping along the soaked tip before she finally succeeded. That cow was primed to blow an absolutely massive load, and there was nothing but a layer of latex to keep her from utterly flooding the back of the bus and the bull seated there in front of her. He was just going to have to hope he didn't get soaked in former fennec made thick, fresh cream.

She snorted and bellowed, but she never lost her footing even on the moving bus while her cock flared, her veins bulged, and her whole body shook with the powerful force of a predatory orgasm. It had been maybe three minutes since Riko took the dive down her dick, she was already taken for that cock's own. Celeste spurted out a fat load of former fox in the form of thick, hot ropes of spunk. She stretched that condom like a balloon until the collected load swayed back and forth where it dangled from the tip of her shaft.

Eventually it stretched all the way down to the floor, and expanded outwards from there. Even all sealed up, there was still plenty of scent to catch. Dave sat breathing pure bovine musk that mostly wasn't his, snorting a bit, blushing furiously. Sometimes he swore he caught a little trace of Riko's sweet, familiar perfume over the concentrate sex and sweat wafting through the air, but that was all that remained.

Aside from a few little undigested trinkets, anyway. A little chain necklace, a purple bracelet, a hair tie - he saw those trophies swirling through the spunk, making little indents against the latex while that condom got stretched to its absolute limit. He wondered if one of those objects might have been sharp enough to puncture the thinning material and send a waterfall of jizz up through the aisle, but it held fast right to the last pumping drop.

In case that wasn't enough to prove that musky mess had really been her, even more evidence of her former existence came shooting out of Celeste's cock on a torrent of jizz. A tangled pair of panties, drenched to the point of translucency spurted forth to float around in the accumulated cream, and then two long stockings too. In gush after gush, the rest of that cute outfit followed. An entire skirt, if somewhat frayed and torn, along with what remained of her tattered top and bra soaked there in the fresh spunk, absorbing more and more of the cum until they all sank to the bottom of that thoroughly taxed condom. She'd been churned right out of her prettiest outfit, and not a trace of her was left unconverted.

Celeste humped the air and jerked her shaft to help milk out the last few heavy spurts, then topped off her confined load with some final drips. Then there came another slump of her shoulders, a satisfied sigh, and a slight teetering posture until she caught her balance again. She pulled that condom off her dick and started slowly tying it up at the top to keep all the cum inside. By then, she'd done that so many times she didn't even have to look to do it. Her gaze was firmly on Dave.

"I think that'll do just fine. Mmmm."

That was all she said at first while the reins of afterglow still had her. She broke free surprisingly quickly. He would have been fast asleep by then after blowing a load half as big as hers. But as for her, she was fixated once more, staring seemingly right through the bull as he squirmed back and forth across the seats he occupied, still feeling the emptiness beside him.

"You know, I don't always stop at one. Some nights, I'm two, three, more - this thing gets hungry. Gotta keep feeding it, y'know?"

The way she traced her eyes up and down his form, he swore he could feel her gaze like a grope. He half-opened his mouth to say something but she cut him off.

"I've already had some big ones. Cocked plenty of bulls like you, too."

Dave glanced off to the side, out one window and then turned to the other. There was no way to get away from her without going past her. He was backed into a corner by a bigger, stronger, far more potent cow than he'd ever been, and she was giving him a conspicuously hungry look even after devouring his pretty little girlfriend right in front of him. If she wanted him, it was her decision to make, and hers alone.

She stepped a little closer. Clomp clomp. Her balls were fatter, and he swore her dick got thicker too in the process of churning up another hapless preything, like so many before her. He looked down, avoiding her gaze, seemingly submitting to whatever it was she chose for him. Then her voice broke through the ominous silence, much more casually than he expected.

"Oop! Here comes my stop."

She reached over to pull the cord. Ding. Then she blew him a kiss.

"Guess I'll see you around, bull boy. Thanks for the gift. Here. You keep her."

Hefting up that bloated condom took a double-handed effort. She sloshed it around as the bus started slowing down, then plopped it directly into his lap. He naturally grabbed it before it could fall away, and held it there, soaking in the stunning warmth it was giving off. Then he was left to watch her tail swish as she turned away to descend the stairs and duck through the door, vanishing into the night. He kept on holding on. His cock was absolutely aching, to the point he was grinding his teeth. He snorted, he stared, he tried his best to keep his composure while the heat of fresh-churned preycum steamed his thighs. His resolve didn't last long.

A quick unzip and he got his bare cock pressed up against the latex. He just left it like that, basking in the heat, idly kneading that balloon of cow spunk. Shifting the contents around eventually made one of those lost necklaces press up against his cock. He felt it floating there with only a strained layer of latex between his dick and that little trinket. It had gone all the way down Celeste's cock only to get spurted back out on the wave of former fennec.

Riko hadn't been nearly so lucky. He massaged her creamy new form for a while, and in time he found himself idly humping that massive load. Whether it was weird, disrespectful, or whatever else, he really didn't care. It felt good to revel in that utterly forbidden pleasure, in the guilt-lust that came with utterly failing to protect his cute, small girlfriend even though he was supposed to be a big strong bull. Celeste was so much bigger, so much better than him at every sexual thing, leaving him to blush and writhe there on the bus while it pulled into the station.

The driver didn't even look back when the bull gave a bellow of his own and blew his load all over the prize Celeste left him. He stomped a hoof, planted his hand on the back of that condom, and humped it to completion. The thrusting probably wasn't even necessary. The feeling of it touching his dick was enough to make him squirt a fat load all over the surface, and right past it too. He did his best to paint the outside of that cum container, adding his own creamy contribution to the fennec's lewd fate.

Every part of him told him he shouldn't have been doing what he was doing in those climactic moments, and that was precisely what kept him cumming, kept him absolutely spurting until his nuts were clenching up as if to keep going without producing a single drop more. Jizzed dry and utterly drained in more ways than one, the bull snorted his way back down to a panting mess, and sat there for a while on the silent bus.

He had a long walk ahead of him. A shower was in order. And of course - he was going to have to start swiping through the faces once more. Eventually he came back down from space and returned to his body after panting his way through that devastating afterglow. He shuffled out of his seat and just left that massive load all wrapped up and discarded on the bus, jewelry and clothing alike still floating freely in hot cow spunk.

The primary thought in his mind as he descended the stairs to step outside was how much he really wasn't looking forward to getting on the dating apps again. He knew he was going to be kicking himself for giving in to his oddest desires later when he already had something so good. Yet even as he walked away, feeling the stains of his indulgence clinging to his hide and clothing alike, he couldn't feel too guilty. Not when he had the memories of those sights, sounds, and sensations alike to keep his cock hard whenever he thought about Celeste's impromptu yet show-stopping performance.