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Feral Nature

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Blazing Aurora

"Like you can catch me!"

The wriggly otter giggled and slithered down the slope, a feral with a slim, lithe body perfect for cutting snow holes through the slope! That was, of course, for otter tobogganing, though they did not need a toboggan when their bodies were already perfectly shaped for such things.

Aolani relished in the feel of the cool snow around her, her waterproof fur securing her nicely away from it, though she could not linger in it for too long. It was better to sleep in a pile of otter fluff, after all - or perhaps even cuddled up to the belly of her folf partner and friend, Blazing.

Blazing chased her with a yip and a bound, though the folf, a cross between a wolf and fox, barely could remember ever having such fun in the snow. Not that he openly recalled much of his younger years, but there was something about them that spoke to the folf of harder times, colder times, perhaps not as much food around or warmth as he and his family might have liked. With changing times in the world, however, he had come through.

He was a bit more fox-like, at first glance, with his russet fur though he had a wolfish muzzle and a blue slice on his chest, a knowing look in his eye that spoke more of the wolfish persuasion. But perhaps it was just what Blazing needed to get back to himself - the playfulness of the otter leading him on to cavort in the snow.

"Look - Blazing!" Aolani squealed, on her back in the snow, pointing towards the sky with the tip of her thick, black and white tipped tail: one thing that set her apart from other otters. "Snow!"

Of course, there was snow all around, but the fact that it was _snowing_changed this a little, Aolani giggling and sticking her tongue out. She might not have been quite like other otters, taking female pronouns but taking on both sexes under her tail and between her hind legs, but there were many things she could still do. And playing in the snow was still one of them, leaping and bobbing with her flexible otter body, Blazing laughing and bouncing about with her.

When they tumbled, exhausted, into a snowdrift after trying to catch snowflakes on their tongues, somehow Blazing ended up on top of her, the larger folf pinning her lightly, a paw on her chest to hold her there. Aolani laughed and squirmed, yet widened her eyes a fraction more when she found that she was actually trapped there.

"Mm... What are you doing there, Blazing?"

But the folf knew well enough all that he was doing and what he could do with and for her, heart surging with lust, the moment all that it needed to be. There was something there, something between them, their bond deepening even if neither of them could have said that it was love. That was for them both to find out later as he kissed her with long laps of his tongue along her smaller muzzle, Aolani quivering, moaning, whimpering. The otter squirmed and wriggled under his hold, yet it was from delight and not because she wanted to get free from him, their breath warming the space between their muzzles.

Oh... Oh, how she wanted him, even though the size difference between them could not be denied. Her shaft rose as his did, yet the part of her that the folf would crave lay under her tail, the sweetness of her sex softening and relaxing in preparation for a breeding partner. The otter wriggled against him, Blazing dropping a little lower so that he covered her with his fluff and the bulk of his body, lapping and nuzzling down her neck and the otter's smooth chest.

"Mmm... I've wanted to do this for a long time," he murmured, though there was a devious glint in his eye. "You don't seem to mind it either."

The only answer Aolani had for him was a very enthusiastic squeak, trying to rock up to meet him, but there was little for her to leverage her body against in such a position on her back. Thus, she was more than ready for him to hook her up with one large forepaw, the folf taking a very compliant otter back under the trees where the branches sheltered the ground from snow cover, laying her down in a bed of soft, earth-warmed browned pine needles while she tried, all the while, to wriggle back against him. Such were the overly eager ways of otters.

"Mmmph, yes, please," she panted, inhaling shortly and sharply, her nostrils a little moist, every scent intensified as her whiskers quivered. "I need it... Please, Blazing..."

Otters were prone to sharp fits of change, but that was one, however quickly it had come on, that Blazing was sure would be around to stay as he let her roll over onto her back again, presenting her sex to him. The slit under her tail was almost missed with her maleness in the way, though that was a part of her too that he could give more indirect attention with her on her back, his fluff rubbing over it as he thrust.

It was not easy, the folf and the otter trying to squirm and position themselves just so, yet the difference in their sizes had to be accounted for, as much as they giggled and laughed. He spared a moment to lovingly lap over her slit, teasing his tongue inside her - and might have been quite happy to stay down there, eating her out, too, if not for the otter's demanding squeaks, wanting to be bred.

Eventually, however, despite the differences in their bodies, a little touch of winter magic allowed their bodies to meld, softly and sweetly. His equine shaft, for he had a horse cock hanging under his belly rather than a fox or a wolf one (another nuance of his hybrid nature), throbbed eagerly, dribbling pre-cum, the otter whimpering as he pressed in, inch after inch. The folf grunted, tucking his muzzle down, laid down so low over her that he almost put his full weight onto the otter.

"Ohhh..." She moaned. "You're so...ah...big..."

That should have gone without saying, but he was still gentle with her as he pushed in, letting her body take what it could and drawing back when he thought that he might have pushed the little otter too far. Yet Aolani squirmed against him, begging for more - and that in itself was difficult for the folf to resist. She could be so insistent sometimes!

His body warmed with the force of lust, paw pads a little damp where his body sweated, releasing excess heat through his glands in the best way it could. Her sex clasped the length of his cock inside her tightly, so tightly that he wondered if it was going to be at all possible for him to draw back fully when the swollen head of his cock had to pop free. That would come in time, however, leaving them to enjoy the experience, snow falling outside their haven under the trees, the moment shared solely between the two of them.

It was only for them, just for them, the otter's squeaks filling the air as he thrust, her lust unparalleled, though Aolani made it even more difficult for him to thrust as her body tipped into orgasm. It was simply too much for her as she twisted back and forth through the dead pine needles as if she was trying to make shapes in the soft dirt, the folf growling and laying a little more over her, if only to hold her in place. Yet Aolani was lost in the moment, ecstasy coursing through her, every tiny little sensation that could have been paid attention to overruled by driving pound after pound of orgasm, her entire body warm through. There simply was no room for anything else at all in her mind, not as her pussy tried to squeeze around his cock even more than it already was.

"Unff... Aolani..."

The folf ground his teeth together, his jaw too tense and tight for comfort, yet the moment was what it was as he pressed on, the roll of his hips driving the moment, thrusting and pushing. He could not help himself, not even as half of his impressive length fit into the otter, even though there was a huge bulge left in her abdomen. It travelled terrifyingly high into her body, but he dimly recalled hearing something about otters being exceptionally sweaty. It was not something that the folf was willing to question in the heated passion of a moment like that.

For orgasm beckoned him on, even as he filled Aolani repeatedly. Blazing found a rhythm to the strong, powerful strokes of his cock as he drove into her, his need rising, heat prickling through him as if his fur had suddenly taken on the essence and quality of fire. He had to keep going, pounding her, the otter squeaking and squirming, but both were well and truly lost to each other. The muting quality of the snow falling outside made the ethereal world that they found themselves in as if they were the only two beings left in the world: something that they might have enjoyed, considering others that they had met.

No... The moment was theirs alone as he thrust and pounded her, encouraged by her squeaks, her breathless cries for more.

"Oh, Blazing... Ohhhh..." She groaned, tucked her chin down, quivering, her paws on the huge bulge in her abdomen. "I'm...so close!"

Again? But he would fuck her all the same heart lifting for the little otter, his balls aching with the need to spill his seed. It came in a rush, thrusting in one moment and then slamming into her with breeding desire, caught up by instinct as if the only thing at all that could be left to him in the world as the snow fell outside was to fill her with his cream. He growled passionately, pressing his muzzle down alongside her head, even though it was hardly the most comfortable position for the folf. Blazing shuddered, pulsing orgasm tearing through him, taking his seed from him as it spurted into her tight pussy. He just wanted to be as close to her as possible. The reasons behind that, however, would only be later uncovered...

There was no other option than to take their time as their near joint orgasms swept through them, the otter's stomach tighter and tighter as he forced his seed right up into her womb. Aolani had not thought through what would happen after they had enjoyed each other's bodies, but that would all be seen in the coming of spring, fat and waddling with a folf to look after her and their little ones.

The bulge of his shaft in her abdomen lost its shape a little as her womb inflated mildly with his seed, yet, thankfully, the folf could not produce enough to truly inflate her. That was something, at least, for the massive size of his cock in comparison to her lithe, slinky body was already more than enough to deal with, though neither of them regretted trying. A good few inches of horse cock remained outside her body, Aolani slumping back, panting, a smile ghosting at her lips. Maybe next time with him, she'd be able to take even more of it.

All in time. Now that their fun had started, there was no telling how far it could go.

Blazing settled over her, nuzzling at her head and lapping softly until the ache in his own neck grew too great for him to keep up the position. But he could slip to the side, lying face to face with her, the otter clinging to his chest and stomach, holding onto him as if she feared that, without him, she would slip away.

No words were needed. The snow fell. Their breathing deepened.

With his shaft still stretching out the tiny otter, the two slipped into sweet, dreamless sleep. Yet their dream would still be there, waiting for them, when they returned to the waking world.

There was much pleasure ahead, after all, for the folf and the otter...