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Nine

It was mid-October when Val's college life changed forever.

He was sitting on top of one half of an open English textbook to hold it down while reading the other page when his phone chirped. It was Anna: "Hey, you're in the same dorm as Toni, right?"

Before he could respond, her next message came through. "Because we were supposed to have a tutoring session tonight, but she never showed." Val started erasing what he'd gotten ready of his initial response, and then, "And I've called her like a hundred times, but she's not picking up."

This time he just waited. "Could you maybe check on her and make sure she's all right? She's in room 1318."

Knowing how much time he had before Anna's next text, he sent her the most lengthy answer he could: "k"

As Val was sliding off his bed, pulling his phone along with him, it chirped again. "Thank you! I know I shouldn't worry like this, but I'll feel a lot better knowing Toni's okay."

He opened his room's door and strode out into the hall. "She probably just forgot what day it is."

While making his way to the elevator... "But it's not like her to miss a meet, you know?"

On his floor, the elevators had a lower button installed just for him. There wasn't one in the elevator trollies themselves, but if no one pressed any other floor, one of the trollies was programmed to go back and forth between his floor and the lobby by default. The university really had gone above and beyond to make things easy for him.

"And I really, really need some help for tomorrow's test." The elevator arrived, and Val stepped past the parting doors. "How are you feeling about it? You'll probably ace it. You're so good at math, I should probably just have YOU tutor me."

As Val was turning and trying to figure out how he was going to get the elevator to the thirteenth floor, a pair of spotted yellow legs jogged around the corner and carried Faraji the cheetah into Val's elevator just before the doors could shut. "Ha! Caughtcha!"

Val didn't know if the cheetah meant the elevator, or the stoat. He didn't look at his phone when it chirped another text at him a moment later.

"Whew! Been trying to pin you down for weeks, little guy! Ground floor?" Val shook his head, but Faraji had already hit the ground floor button. "Oops. Where to, then?"

With cedar in the air, Val turned his phone around and pointed at the numbers 1 and 3 on his keypad.

They were already past the thirteenth floor when Faraji said, "Thirteen it is!" and pressed the button, so Val would have to wait a little bit. "So anyway," the cheetah told him, "I wanted to say sorry for what happened in the showers that time. I totally mixed up your signals. That was my bad."

Val shrugged. Bacon and cedar. But not burning cedar this time. That was a good sign. He'd been avoiding the cheetah ever since that shower, but over time he'd grown less afraid of meeting Faraji out in the open. It wasn't as bad as being alone and naked with him.

"Anyway, that's all I wanted to say. You don't have to ever even look at me again, if you don't want to. I'll leave you alone from now on. Just hope I didn't spook you too much." Another shrug from the stoat, and they reached the ground floor. The doors slid open with a ding. "We cool?" Faraji asked, stepping outside.

Val looked up at the cheetah's ever-smirking face and took a deep breath before nodding.

"Cool."

The cheetah walked away, and the doors shut again, leaving Val bemused and smelling faintly of coffee and irritated onions. He wrinkled his nose, waving at the air around him with a grimace.

Val ignored the rest of Anna's texts for now, deciding to wait until they stopped coming rapid-fire. He'd just read over it all once Anna's fingers got tired.

He arrived at the thirteenth floor. A lot of older buildings didn't even have a thirteenth floor thanks to an old superstition, but Vanguard University was more modern than that, and so far no disasters had happened because of it.

Room 1318 wasn't far. Phone tucked under one arm, Val trotted over to it, waving up to a few passing girls on the way, who waved back to him with only one "D'aww!" between the lot of them. He tried not to roll his eyes.

He knocked on Toni's door. No one answered. He knocked again, harder, though it was still rather faint compared to a normal person's fist.

Toni had rabbit ears, though, and heard it. A ragged, "Go away!" came from the other side of the door. "Can't you see the sock?"

Looking up, Val realized there was indeed a sock placed over the doorknob above his head. That was part of a universal college code that had been around for as long as schools existed, so far as Val knew. Was Toni...

Was the bunny girl getting yiffed right then?

That's not what her voice had sounded like. Frowning, Val propped his phone at an angle between the base of the door and the floor, crouching down to text Toni, "Hey. It's Val at the door. Is everything okay?"

He heard her phone buzz somewhere inside her room. There was a long pause, and then Val's phone chirped, too. "Everything's fine. Just a bad day."

Well, she hadn't told him to go away again... But it wasn't like he could reach that socked doorknob to get in, anyway. "Want to talk about it?" he finally texted.

Another long pause. This time she didn't text back, though. Instead, he heard quiet footsteps on the coarse carpet, and the sock jostled just before the door swung inward, dropping the stoat's cell phone to the floor.

Toni stood there, holding the door and towering over him at her slim four feet. Her eyes and nose were red and puffy. She didn't step aside to let him in. "Anna sent you to check up on me, didn't she?" Toni asked him.

Val confessed with a shrug and a nod.

The rabbit neko let out a long-suffering sigh. "That girl." Turning away from him, she jerked her head toward the inside of her room. "Come on in, Val." She let out a bitter laugh. "Make yourself at home."

The girls' dorms were pretty much identical to the boys', which shouldn't have surprised Val, but still did. A part of him had expected the walls to be covered in flower patterns, and for every room to include a make-up stand. What were those called? Vanities? It was a sexist thought, and looking at Toni as she sat down at one of the room's two desks, he realized how stupid it was.

She did have makeup on. Her mascara was running a little. But she wore her usual black denim pants under a loose, lavender v-neck tee shirt with a darker purple skull and crossbones across the front.

Val wasn't sure how long he spent staring. Toni didn't seem to notice. She wasn't look at him, but at the floor in front of her feet. He'd never seen her look so defeated.

He set his phone on the floor in the middle of the room, a polite distance from the slumped rabbit girl. "What happened?"

She glanced at her phone, then shrugged a shoulder. "Nothing major. I just got dumped."

Val paused, then texted, "It doesn't look like nothing major."

Toni shook her head, leaning back in her chair and groaning up at the ceiling. "I had just really been hoping... I just liked this guy, is all. Can't say I didn't see it coming, though."

"How so?"

She regarded her phone, then took a deep breath. Letting it out with a sigh, she told the little stoat, "He found out something about me that he didn't like." Her voice was quiet and sad again. Val hated that. The air around him started smelling of sympathetic pine.

Trying to get her to smile, he texted, "Like what? Are you in a cult or something?"

It worked, even if her grin was rather halfhearted. "Buddy, I'm the fucking high priestess." She shook her head, though, adding wryly, "It's a cult of one, though, so no, that wasn't it."

Val waited, then sent, "What, then?"

She shook her head again, one of her upright ears lopping down. "I'm just...not like most people, okay?"

"I know. That's why I like you."

She huffed a quiet laugh out her nose. "Not like that. He already knew I'm weird, and he said he liked that, too. I mean...biologically different. Anatomically."

Despite himself, Val looked Toni up and down. He'd never noticed anything odd about her, physically. Just that she looked good. "You look normal to me," he texted.

She shrugged again, looked to the side, and started tapping her human-like foot in a very rabbit-like way. "Oh, screw it," she muttered, then started undoing her belt.

"Hey, what are you--" Val started typing, but she was already pulling the front of her jeans and panties down, tucking them low enough to reveal her smooth, hairless, puffy pink...

Penis.

It was a penis. As humanoid as her face, foreskin and all, perched atop a plump pair of slightly wrinkled balls that shone under the room's single light.

Her cheeks a rosy pink, Toni pulled her pants back up, tucking herself back into them. She kept her face turned to one side, her mouth scrunched up, looking like she might start crying at any moment.

Val was smelling like buttered popcorn from his surprise, but he knew his familiar bacon and pumpkin pie aromas were about to come through, as well. Swallowing, he looked down at his phone and backspaced through what he'd written, instead sending a blunt, "You have a cock."

Toni glanced at her phone and rolled her eyes, still with her head turned away from him. "Yup."

The stoat hesitated, then sent a hopeful, "It's very pretty."

The bunny girl tried her very best not to snirk at that. Her frown twitched, though, so Val sent her a few smiley face emojis just to get the message across. "It's not gonna work, Val," she told him.

After some thought, and making sure she noticed him carefully pondering his response, he texted her, "I also have a cock."

Her mouth scrunched up as if trying to hold something back, though this time it didn't look like it was tears.

Val tapped out another message. "Yours might be a little bit bigger, though."

That did it. The rabbit girl's expression screwed up valiantly, but it gave in to a shrill, almost startling laugh that had her clapping her hands over her mouth. Tears were in her eyes, after all, and she hunched forward, her shoulders shaking. "Godsdammit! Fine, you win," she said between laughs, sitting back up and sniffling as emotions overflowed. "Stupid weasel. I'd just stopped crying." She wadded up a tissue and threw it at him, the toss going wide, then grabbed a few more and blew her nose.

Val didn't text anything else. He just sat down and waited, smiling up at the girl when she finished dabbing at her eyes and gave him as stern a look as she was able.

"No voice of reason has ever talked me out of my stupids quite like that before," she told him. He just smiled back at her. "It's okay, bud. I'll be fine. I'll call Anna in a bit and apologize for missing our session. You don't have to stay and pretend that...you know, that it isn't a big deal."

"But it's NOT a big deal," he texted at her, and she rolled her eyes again. This time, though, she saw him already tapping out his next message and waited to see what he'd say. "No, really. I wasn't expecting it, yeah, but why should anyone think differently about you just because you're a guy below the belt?"

Sighing, she grumbled, "Charley thinks differently about me, now that he knows." Charlie. So that was his name. With a sigh, she went on. "The worst part is, he's completely straight, and I knew that, so I've got no one to blame but myself. Even if he was bi, he wouldn't have wanted any part of that weirdness." She framed her crotch pointedly with her hands before leaning forward and resting her elbows on her knees, face in her palms.

"Please," Val texted, "having a cock isn't even in the top ten weirdest things about you."

Her ear flicked up reading that, and she smirked at him from under long, dark brown bangs. "Oh yeah? What is, then?"

Val was ready for that, his paws typing away while he grinned. "At the top of the list has to be the way you blow bubbles in your drinks like a kindergartener." She grinned, too, when she read that, and he sent another text on its heels. "That's my personal favorite." That brought another blush to her face, and Val felt strangely self-confident, being able to make his crush blush like that. The air around him started smelling slightly metallic.

"Sometimes you can be too nice, you know that?" she told him. Straightening up, she took a deep breath. "Okay. I'm feeling better, so mission accomplished." She stood and walked past Val to the door. "You really can go, now. I'll catch you and the others at lunch tomorrow."

She didn't open the door right away, though, and Val hesitated, not quite ready to get up. He wasn't really sure why, but he texted her, "Do you want me to go?" It felt like the right question to ask.

Toni still had her phone in her hand. She looked down at it, but didn't answer right away. "Huh," she finally said, as if mildly surprised by something. "I don't think I do." She looked back at Val, tucked her phone into her pocket, then walked over and picked him up with both hands under his armpits.

The stoat blinked, his own surprise wafting around him as fresh popcorn as he was carried over to one of the beds. She just sat on it next to him, though, her legs not quite long enough to reach the ground as she leaned back with her hands behind her hips. Val gestured toward his cell phone, still laying on the floor in the middle of the room, well out of reach.

"I know," she said. "Sorry. I just, I have a lot on my mind, and it would be nice to have someone just sit and listen, you know? I'll go get it for you if you need it."

Shaking his head, Val sat himself down by her thigh and gave it a little encouraging pat, trying very hard not to think about whose leg it was he was touching. Her nose twitched, no doubt smelling the bacon in the air around the little stoat, along with pumpkins and the pine from his sympathy. He'd told all his friends by now what the bacon and pine meant. They all were trying to figure out the pumpkins, still.

Fortunately, she didn't mention any of it, just kicking her feet against the edge of the bed and looking down at him, then up at the ceiling. "You're right, really. It's not as big a deal as I'm making it out to be. It just kind of hit home today." Val didn't say anything, of course, just smiling up at the bunny girl's face when she glanced down at him, and after a long sigh, she went on.

"I've never really had any trouble with my identity. It's just never been an issue for me. For boyfriends and girlfriends, sure, but I never cared one way or the other if people thought of me as a boy or as a girl. When I was a kid, all I had were the boy bits, so that's what I was, and that was fine. If I was a little feminine, well, big whoop, a girly bunny boy, right? So very unusual.

"Then I turned eleven and my chest started getting as girly as my hips. My friends at the time... Well, they weren't as good of friends as I thought they were. They thought it was hilarious. Just about teased me into the ground, so I stopped hanging out with them and found new friends who either didn't know or didn't care. Which made it easier to be a girl from then on. Especially in my teens. I mean, I know I'm not exactly stacked up here, but it's easier to hide the surprise in my pants than tape down my tits, right?"

Val flicked his ears back and tried very hard not to look up at said tits. As Toni said, they weren't huge. C-cups, maybe, though Val was no expert on such things.

"Anyway, Anthony became Toni, and life's been pretty smooth for me ever since. Just have to be careful in the girls' locker room." The rabbit girl paused, grimacing. "Showers here have been a chore, too, I guess."

Oh, if only she knew. But Val supposed things could be just as bad for Toni as they were for him in the showers.

"Charley wasn't my first boyfriend. I had a couple in high school, and they both ended exactly the same way. The second one I told up front what to expect, and he said it was cool, but when he actually had to prove that..." She shrugged, sighing. "He didn't. Then, senior year, I hooked up with a girlfriend, but she was just as bad as the guys. She thought she was bi, then we went to a hotel after prom, I dropped trouser, and she told me she'd just then realized that she was fully lesbian."

Toni wrinkled her nose, and Val realized he was frowning. There was a hint of cauliflower in the air. He was actually getting angry on Toni's behalf, and he tried to let that go for the sake of their noses. He hated cauliflower.

"I guess I just thought college life would be different," Toni said. "I mean, I've fooled around with a couple friends, but even they..."

Val touched the side of her thigh again, offering a smile up to her. He wanted to be able to tell her that things could be different, but that smile was all he could do without his phone. None of his friends understood sign language, aside from the few basic signs he'd taught them so far.

The smile seemed to be enough, though. The rabbit girl returned it, then surprised him by petting a hand down his back. Leaning forward, then, she propped her hands on the bed's edge between her knees. "Didn't even try for a boyfriend my first year here. I was too busy. But I met Charlie last month, and...dammit, he's a really nice guy. Cute, too for a human." That sounded odd, coming from someone who looked mostly human, but Val knew what she meant. Some humans just looked so weird. They could get so...lumpy.

She pet down the stoat's back again, and apple pie joined the pumpkin in the air. He liked that, though it was a little embarrassing, so guess what, more bacon.

Toni didn't seem to want to think about Charlie anymore. "What does baking pumpkins mean, anyway?" she asked him, though he was hardly able to tell her. Which was just as well, since what pumpkins meant was that he had the hots for her. "Eh, it doesn't matter. You smell nice tonight, though. But then, you always smell nice."

Bacon and flattered lemons joined the potpourri Val was giving off, and Toni laughed. She just looked down at him for a bit, then, and he smiled back at her, adding the vanilla of affection to the mix. "Is that sugar?" she asked. "No, wait. Vanilla. I don't remember if you told us what that means, either." He hadn't. That would have made it clear to everyone who he was crushing on. "Man, weasel boy, you smell like a candy factory. And bacon. That one always stands out." She grinned, and scritched between his ears in a way that was both condescending and pleasant at the same time. "Shouldn't have told us that one. Everyone loves bacon. Means we're all gonna go out of our way to get you to blush all the time."

Well, it was working! Val batted her hand away and folded his arms across his chest, pretending to pout. If she knew all of his scents, though, she would be able to tell he was just faking it. Vanilla, strawberries, apples, pumpkins, lemons... All of it them reflected a good mood in one way or another.

Before she could start petting him again, he got to his feet on the bed. She tilted her head at him curiously and he shuffled from foot to foot for a moment, his short tail lowered sheepishly. He was sort of glad he didn't have his phone handy. He didn't know what it was he wanted to say. So he just gestured for her to come a little closer. When she obliged, ducking her head down close to his level and asking, "Yeah?" he hesitated, telling himself he was being stupid, that this was the worst possible time for it... But then he recklessly stretched up anyway and planted the most timid and demure of kisses to Toni's smooth cheek.

She sat up straight, her ears shooting up as she blinked down at him, and he wobbled in place, having leaned forward so much he had to catch himself with his paws on her thigh. As he sat back down, she stared at him, and he stared right back, worried that he'd crossed a line. "Um..." the rabbit girl began. "Huh." Well, he'd made her speechless, so that was something.

She cleared her throat. The silence stretched awkwardly between them, and the stoat felt his stomach starting to sink. Then she said, "So...Val..." They looked at each other again, and he smiled hopefully, despite feeling completely hopeless compared to her. "We, uh, both know you're the voice of reason here," she said slowly, lifting her far leg to prop her foot on the bed and turn a little more toward him. "It's your job to talk me out of my stupids, right? So... Hoo boy." Unexpectedly, she reached for him, picking him up in one hand and bringing him up close to her face. He could smell her breath. She'd had Mexican for dinner, probably a burrito from the takeout joint a couple blocks over. "So if I say or do something stupid, you have to let me know..."

Toni looked at him. He stared back, the smell of hope's salmon strong in the air, but burning cedar, too, because he was so afraid right then that he was misreading everything and that she wasn't going to...

The rabbit girl brought him closer and kissed the little stoat on the lips. He went rigid with popcorn-filled surprise, then filled the whole room with strawberries and apple and pumpkin pie. His paws moved to the sides of her face, and he kissed her back, as awkward and one sided as it was with him one fourth her height.

She pulled back, just enough that they could look at each other again. "I'm not sure..." Toni breathed. "I mean, I've always been the little one, so..." She set him back down at her side, huffed a deep breath, then rolled her eyes and poked a finger into his chest hard enough to knock him back onto his butt. "Guh! Stop making me all flustered, weasel-boy! Screw it, I'm just gonna..." And she took her shirt in her hands and swept it up over her arms, tugging a couple times to get the collar past her long ears and tossing it to the floor.

Toni was wearing a black sports bra, and had her fingers tucked under that, as well, when she hesitated and looked over at him. "Is this stupid? Should I stop?"

He shook his head without a thought. That was the easiest question he'd ever been asked in his life.

Blushing, Toni lifted her sports bra up, too, and with her arms lifted, her breasts were subtle mounds over her ribs, filling out to fuller half spheres as she tossed her bra away, as well, and lowered her arms to her sides. No, they weren't huge. She wasn't topheavy at all. But they were perfectly formed, never sagging, her nipples small enough that the breasts seemed a tad larger by comparison. They jiggled when she moved, reaching for Val again and lifting him up in both hands before laying herself on her back on the bed. She placed the stoat on her naked belly, faint abs rising and falling as she breathed deeply. Her breasts rose and fell, too.

Val was thunderstruck. He'd never in his sheltered life been in the same room as a woman with her chest out in the open. Toni's breasts were flattened quite a bit now that she was on her back, a lot like when her arms had been lifted, but they were firm enough to still offer a pair of rising swells on her chest, pulled ever so slightly to the sides by gravity. She peered down past them at the stoat, and Val gulped. What was he supposed to do?

"You said it wasn't stupid," she told him, almost knocking him off his feet when her belly moved, "but I'm feeling kind of foolish right now, weasel-boy..."

He gulped again. Then he nervously pulled his own tee shirt off, tossing it over onto the bed at Toni's side. His scents grew a little stronger in the air with that much of his fur exposed, and Toni sniffed, noticing it. She didn't say anything, though. She just reached down and petted over the bare fur of Val's back, smiling at him when he closed his eyes and pressed into her palm. "You're really soft, Val."

Not all of me! With a nervous little tremble, he glanced over his shoulder toward the rabbit neko's legs. He turned back toward her face and tilted his head hopefully, giving her a sheepish grin.

Some of her confidence was coming back. "Huh uh. I dropped trou already." She gave him a toothy grin. "Gradeschool rules, weasel-boy. I showed you mine..."

Getting what she was driving at, Val's face heated up furiously. Was he really going to do it? He tucked his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts, shivering as he met his crush's gaze. Toni was putting on a brave front, but she was breathing heavily, too, in anticipation. She wanted the stoat to show her, Val realized. She actually wanted him to; she wasn't just being polite, or trying to make fun of him. For some incredible reason, Toni actually wanted this.

Steeling himself with a deep breath and holding it, Val pushed his shorts and underwear down to his feet and kicked them aside. His aromas nearly tripled, so much of it all coming from what his shorts had been hiding, and Toni narrowed her eyes from it all, starting to breathe more shallowly through her mouth.

The stoat was most embarrassed, though, by the pink rod jutting fully erect from his sheath. Embarrassed both by how obviously aroused he was, and by how completely inferior his inch-and-a-half member felt right then.

Then she said it. The words he had been dreading: "You...are adorable, little guy." His shoulders slumped, and he sighed, making Toni laugh. "And dead sexy, don't get me wrong. But you're not going to outgrow being so cute." And now she was just patronizing him. "Hey, cute's not a bad thing. I'm a four-foot bunny rabbit. I know something of the subject." She pet down his back, and it was impossible to feel offended. Though her hand reached the upper base of his tail and gave a little scritch there that made the short length flag upward instinctively.

Grinning, Toni used that hand to encourage the little stoat to walk further up her chest, letting him stop near her breasts. He gulped, looking from her face to her bosom and back again. She nodded at him. "It's okay. Go ahead, if you want to."

Trembling with restraint, Val did not do a bellyflop on the nearest titty. He slowly crouched down, kneeling as if in worship, and leaned forward to rest his hand paws on the underside of her left breast, feeling its warmth, its softness, the slippery, alien smoothness of her skin. It glistened, reflecting the light above them, and the shine of that reflection shifted and warped as he pressed his palms more firmly into the soft hill of flesh.

That hill jiggled underneath him as Toni laughed. "Ohh, that feels weird," was all she said. She didn't tell him to stop, so he explored further, rubbing his hand out around the rabbit girl's breast and squeezing it between them, making the middle of it squish upward, her nipple capping a subtle peak. Watching her face the whole time, he lowered himself all the way to his belly, letting her feel his aroused spike against her while arching his back a little to conform his upper torso to the slope of her breast, her pink nipple right under his face.

He still kept his eyes forward as he leaned in and gave her nipple a tentative lick.

Toni gasped. Her chest rose and fell like a wave on the ocean, breast wobbling beneath Val's slight weight. He finally looked down at what he was licking, then just put the whole nub into his mouth, sealing his lips against her areola. It just tasted like skin, but it felt like the physical manifestation of all the hormones driving him, and he suckled around it with a silent, giddy whimper, his paws kneading everywhere they touched.

"H-hot damn, weasel-boy..." She huffed again, her palm settling over his back and holding him against her. "Nn... You smell so good. It's, hff, starting to make me dizzy."

The stoat pulled his face back, because he couldn't see all of her nipple at the same time as nurse on it. It was a terribly unfair catch twenty-two. The darker pink cap glistened with his saliva in a way that he absolutely loved. So he started licking around it, getting the paler, pearly skin to shine, as well.

She laughed and tried to get his attention. "Hey..." Her fingernail scratched lightly over his back. "Val, hey..."

He reluctantly looked up, seeing a more vulnerable expression on her face.

"Are you really okay with... You know. All of me?"

Without a moment's pause, he nodded.

Smiling, she moved her hand from her back, reaching past him for her belt.

Val was torn. He had Toni's breasts right here, one of them literally underneath him, but down south she was starting to take her pants off, and was about to reveal the most wonderful secret in all of Vanguard University...

Giving her perfect breast a farewell smooch, he turned around to watch.

She took her time, though she seemed too nervous to be intentionally seductive right that moment. Which made her all the hotter, in Val's book. The belt clasp came undone, as did the button at the top of her pants, then the zipper. A heavy-looking lump lifted past her fly, but then her panties were dragged slowly down along with her jeans. He got his first good look at the pearly pink barrel rising from below the tantalizing slope of her belly, then...

It sprang up and thumped into that slope with a wet-sounding smack, then bounced and lifted and jutted up at an angle pointing, it seemed, straight at Val. Toni was rock hard. Like, her cock looked angry hard. It jutted up at what had to be four, maybe four and a half inches long, which was fairly normal for her four-foot frame, and though Val was turned on beyond all reason, a part of him felt a touch of regret. He knew it wasn't possible, based on the glimpse she'd given of her before, but he'd dared to hope that she might be really small for her size. If she'd been only two inches, then maybe, maybe, after a whole lot of preparation and stretching and possibly a few of Darnell's yoga classes...

Toni kicked her pants from her feet and waited for Val's reaction. He just sat there below her breast, staring and panting open-mouthed.

It wasn't two inches long. It was almost as long as the stoat's whole upper body, and about as big around as his skinny waist. But it didn't matter. It was Toni's.

Standing up, he paused when the rabbit girl gasped, and her four-and-a-half-inch cannon flexed. Ears pinning back, he looked over his shoulder at her face, not sure what had happened.

Her eyes weren't on his face. They were on his butt. And seeing that, Val nibbled on his lower lip and slowly let his little banner of a tail lift into the air, letting her see the full curve of his aromatic cleft.

Toni's cock flexed again, and she finally glanced up at Val's face. She closed her mouth, then gave him a sheepish, toothy grin. "What?" She tried to sound confident. It was almost convincing. "You can't just wave that around in front of someone's face, weasel-boy. You're liable to get tackled." His face flushed, and the bunny girl just made it worse when she added, "Mmm, bacon..."

Huffing through his nose, the stoat swished his tail behind him to wave his bacon musk in her face, since she liked it so much. It sure wasn't going anywhere. At the same time, he traversed the short expanse of her lower chest, back down toward her navel, above which her erection was hovering and throbbing expectantly. It only took him a couple steps to get there.

Gulping, he sat down on her upper abs, unable to look back to see what she might be thinking. His attention was glued to her human glans, the foreskin already peeled back to expose the lightly pebbled flesh beneath. It was pleasantly curved, recessed slightly in the middle around the flexing cum slit, where moisture made the pink skin shine faintly. Further back, subtle veins were visible under the skin, and her urethra bulge was visible all the way down to where her plump balls were perched between her tucked-together thighs.

It seemed to stare at him. It had a faint musk, barely noticeable under all of his own swirling aromas, like skin and meat and clean sweat.

Val reached out with both paws. He held his breath, and touched another person's dick for the first time in his life. It was so hot to the touch! Did she have a fever? His paw pads never sweated, but he felt like they should have, holding that heat between them.

It flexed again and slipped out from between his hands, then bounced against Toni's smooth belly before pointing toward the stoat once more. This time, he held it a little more securely, and he could hear the girl's pleasured sigh. His ears swiveled back, but he didn't look. He didn't think he needed her permission for this, not at this point.

Leaning in, he kissed the cock's lips, tilting his own face to make it more comfortable. Toni's glans was a better match for Val's muzzle than the rabbit girl's actual mouth, and he shuddered as he closed his eyes, his little tongue flicking out to brush over the edges of her flexing cumslit.

Toni let out a squeak and arched her back, hips lifting into the air, and Val found himself rolling off her side, flopping onto the bedding next to her. She crashed down right after him, bouncing him in place, and he wound up leaning against her bare hip until she reached down and plucked him up, bringing him back over to her face.

"S-sorry," she panted, grinning. "A little too much too soon, maybe."

She sat up and kissed the stoat on the forehead, then lifted him a little higher, kissing his chest all over, too. She tried to home in on his nipples, but those were hidden under his fur. Toni got close enough, and the dangling stoat squirmed happily, legs kicking. Chuckling, Toni kissed his slender belly, her nose against his chest, and looked up at him from under her eyelashes, pausing for a second before moving further down.

Val went still. Then he felt it. She took his whole inch-and-a-halfer between her lips and squeezed those so, so soft lips around it. Val's back arched just like hers had a moment ago, and he reached out to grasp at her hair between her long ears, which jutted up above him. His hips thrust himself into her mouth of their own accord until she pulled back, her dainty yet giant tongue slurping between his squirming thighs and completely covering his scrotum and his erection in one swipe.

"Wow," she panted. "You taste like your smells down here. And your balls, Val, they're really big..." Her flattery earned her the scent of wet lemons. She was only correct proportionately. Val's balls were only as big as fleshy marbles, but marbles on a not-quite-foot-tall doll might still seem impressive to some. Hybrid males' sacks tended to be quite a bit larger than humans', proportionately. Still, he was gratified by the compliment, and he smiled at her to show it.

She licked his taut white scrotum again, sampling those lemons, and his bacon and pumpkin and apple pie. Toni giggled, the most girly sound he'd ever heard her make. She looked up at him mischievously. "Okay if I turn you around?"

He was too ecstatic by everything unfolding to give it much thought, and nodded immediately. So it was only when he was facing the other way, able to see her flexing cock again, and felt her breath against the backs of his legs, that he realized what it was Toni wanted to examine.

"Um. Could you...lift your tail for me, weasel-boy?"

Val blushed.

Most mustelids gave off their natural musk from all over their bodies, but Val's glands were more concentrated in the same places that humans gave off their own odors. Under his arms was one source, and of course his malehood and balls. But the strongest of his glands were underneath his tail and all up and down his rump's cleft. So when he lifted that tail as he was told...

"Ohh, holy shit, Val!"

Shit, fortunately, wasn't in it. He'd had his shower that evening, and besides, his glands always drove that aroma clean out of the air, even out of the skin where it came from. He still blushed, though, knowing that he was giving Toni the full dose of his food-based musk.

"It's like I stepped into a bakery..." She sniffed shallowly under his tail, and her sigh wafted the soft fur over his rump. "One in a forest, with a griddle frying breakfast..."

In a forest? Well, maybe he was nervous enough for a little cedar. This was all so new, and he had his crush's nose brushing his tail fluff.

And now he had her lips brushing the fullness of his bottom in a cute, chirring kiss.

Val's eyes widened. And now, her tongue was pressing against the middle of his soft cleft. His rear cheeks perked with an instinctive flex, at first, barring Toni access, but then relaxed with a quiver and spread around that inquisitive tongue. She murred as she licked at the flavors of Val's emotions, and he grasped desperately at her fingers around his chest, tucking his legs together and curling them forward as his mouth opened in a silent, lust-filled cry.

One of her hands caressed down his body to take his thigh and gently pull it to one side, spreading him enough for her to lick from taint to tail, and his toes splayed out where they were held up in the air.

After a couple more licks, Toni lifted him a tad higher, then whispered, "Wow. Your tailhole is as white as your fur. It looks like a snowflake."

Val's ears perked. It was? He tilted his head and realized that in his whole life, he couldn't remember ever once bending over in front of a mirror to check himself out. He would always have been too embarrassed to even consider it.

"Hey," Toni asked, turning him enough that he could look over at her face. "You doing okay, weasel-boy?" Her affectionate smile made the pet name something that warmed him, rather than annoyed.

He smiled back at her, tail swishing, and nodded. He'd never been okayer.

Breathing huskily in a way that made Val's arousal flex, Toni nodded, as if they'd just agreed to something. "Okay."

As she gently lowered him down toward her lap, he took a deep breath, getting himself ready to wrap his arms and legs around her cock. That would be the best he could do, but so help him, he would massage Toni's shaft better than her hand had ever dreamed of. And Val knew without a doubt that he'd reach his peak in the doing.

Only Toni didn't slip him between her belly and her shaft. She bumped the little stoat's soft backside right on top of her throbbing glans. Val blinked, looking down and seeing her round, bare-skinned balls just within reach of his feet, if he were able to stretch his legs straight down. As it was, his legs were forced forward a bit, and out to the sides a tad, and his feet were left dangling.

He snerked silently and made his "Okay, very funny" face, but she was leaning too far back to see it, her hands one atop the other around his chest and belly, squeezing him gently while giving the slightest of downward pulls.

Val's little ears shot up when his bubbly cheeks squished around Toni's tip. Her shaft was as big around as the stoat's waist, yes, maybe even bigger, but his hips were twice as wide as that, each buttock about as thick as the cock trying to nestle between them. That rounded glans turned the stoat's white cleft into an upside-down bowl, his soft cheeks quivering to either side of it.

Um, Toni? Val thought, the smell of nervous cedar wood returning.

But then she lifted him back up with a sighed, "Okay," and the joke was over. Val let out his held breath with a relieved laugh as the bunny girl scooted around on the bed.

Except she was just getting the wall behind her. She tucked her feet underneath her to prop herself up a bit, her arousal now jutting at an upward, forward angle, and Val was soon tilted forward to match, carried down in front of her crown, which once again bumped into the stoat's padded white tush.

His tail brushed down over the top of Toni's cock, feeling the back ridge of her glans underneath it. A careful nudge squished his cheeks outward again, and he could feel the fleshy cannon's heat trying to melt his tailhole.

Toni couldn't be serious. Val stared down at the bedding between the rabbit girl's bare-skinned knees, unable to wrap his head around what she was doing. The stoat was literally one fourth her height! The snowflake under his tail couldn't have been any bigger around than a pencil's eraser.

Her rubbery crown gave his rump a light nudge, and he held his breath again.

His cedar started burning.

She had to smell the traces of artificial smoke in the air. She had to know that he was starting to get really worried by how she was teasing him.

"Oh gods, Val..."

Only, Val realized he hadn't told anyone but Darnell about his fear scent, or pain or anger. Along with arousal, he'd left all those negative emotions out, focusing on the positives. While around his friends, the positives were really all he'd ever felt, and so all they ever asked about. But now...

"I've wanted to do this with someone for so long..." Toni pushed at him again, then once more, using her arms to rock his soft ass back against her spongy-firm tip. "I didn't know until now how much I needed this." That was genuine lust in her voice. She wasn't just teasing him.

This wasn't a joke.

Val's whole body clenched. It was like that time in the shower with Faraji, everything just locking up, he was so afraid. He couldn't get himself to move to let Toni know he wanted her to stop. He needed a voice. He needed his phone! He needed to stop enjoying the thick, round glans warring against his perked, flexing butt cheeks.

Toni held him steady, no longer actively trying to penetrate his tiny body, just maintaining enough pressure to keep her tip from slipping back from between his squeezing cheeks. He could hear her breathing, panting above him. When he looked down, he saw her full, round balls jiggling as she restrained herself from thrusting.

For several seconds, nothing happened. Val reluctantly let out his held breath. He stopped flexing quite so hard, sure that the rabbit girl had finally realized just how impossible this was. His rear cheeks softened from muscles to firm, fur-coated jello.

Toni let out her breath, too. She let it out in a not very feminine moan, and her hands both squeezed tight around his upper body, pulling him against the pressure behind him as her hips shoved the piledriver of her phallus against his no longer clenching ass.

His tiny snowflake of a tailhole splk_ed into the smallest, faintest of gapes. Not two seconds later, it was stretching wider than it ever had before, wider than it ever should have been _possible, and he felt the heat of his crush's cock not against him, but _inside_him, burning and pinching his insides against the walls of his pelvis.

Val arched his back, mouth open in a silent scream. He smelled fried chicken. His whole world hurt! But he didn't smell it as much as he should have. Almost all the scent glands along his cleft were currently hugging and squeezing firmly around the front inch of Toni's erection, a ring of squishy soft muscle and fat and snowy velvet fur that completely obscured any hint of his yawning anus from view.

"Uh!" Toni gasped, pushing again with an instinctive nudge, and Val's belly cramped, the stoat's whole body once again locking up. He would have curled in on himself if the bunny girl's hands hadn't been holding him steady. His insides tried to force her glans back out, but she won that fight, pulling on him steadily. He could see her feminine thighs flexing to either side of him, though the view was blurred by tears.

"Okay," she breathed again, feeling the last ripples of his cramp leave his body limp in her hands. She pushed again without seeming to make any headway at all, and forced another camp through Val's tiny body. He convulsed, she groaned, and when he sagged in her grip she made it happen all over again.

"Oh, man," Toni panted after yet another of Val's stomach cramps. "Sometimes, nng, sometimes genetic engineering gets things...right..."

Nudge.

Cramp!

Silent scream!

Chicken fried over a cedar firepit. Pain and fear, that's all Val was capable of right then, and Toni didn't know what it meant! She was going to kill him! She might have killed him already! His lower belly was so full, he could feel it pressing out against one of her pinkies, and CRAMP!_and no, her pinky and ring finger! She _was getting deeper into his unprepared body, surely up to his belly button by now, shoving the stoat's stomach up toward his ribs. Cramp!

Toni leaned forward, her hips pulling back a tiny bit between nudges, and that seemed to make Val's body cramp even more frequently. It happened over and over again, driving him close to passing out, until he felt something different inside. There was another growing pressure, much like when she'd first spread his rump open, only this time deep within his abdomen.

Her hips pushed and her hands pulled. Val's legs dangled and twitched, his ass too sore to dare kick them in protest, and his arms clutched at the fingers over his chest in sheer, terrified panic.

Whatever barrier was holding her back within the stoat's body, it gave way, and she plopped half an inch forward, driving an unexpected burp from Val's lips. His eyes went wide, and he covered his muzzle with both paws.

With a distracted giggle, Toni pulled her cock back a tiny bit, and a rush of air gurgled in through Val's esophagus, only to get forced back out with another burp a moment later as the rabbit girl's tip stuffed itself into his stomach once more. She did it again with a slow, _rrrrelllr-RULrrlg_that had bacon rising in the air once again despite Val's pain.

At last she was done. She loosened her grip around him, her lower hand dropping to her side while the other tucked Val back against the girl's smooth, warm belly. She panted down at him, flustered with her hair framing her cute face, and asked him, "How are you holding up, weasel-boy?"

He shakily touched the bulge of the underside of her crown where it pressed his fur out underneath his ribs. Now that her fingers weren't there, he could see just how much his lower torso was shaped like the top half of her cock. He could see it throb through his fur.

"Nnm, you okay to keep going?" she asked him breathlessly, and he looked up, peering at her past the wondrous swells of her modest bust. Keep going? She'd reached his ribs, and was visibly bigger around than they were. Keep going where? He just stared at her, panting through his open mouth and lost in an astonished, pain-filled daze, so she told him instead, "I'm going to keep going."

Moving her hands to his thighs, she spread them and used them like handlebars to slide him slightly up and down over her top two or three inches, sending more _rrelp_ing burps between his open lips. She kept him angled upward, his back and tail sliding along her belly, and he stared up at her face in coffee-tinged confusion as the chicken around him continued to fry. Surely he would pass out soon! No one's body could survive going through this.

Humping her cock's top half in and out of him wasn't what she'd meant, though. After a few more forced burps, she pulled him down by his lithe, plush thighs until she bumped against his lowest rib again. His mouth was still open after his last urrlr, and he closed his eyes from the strain as she seemed to try to squeeze herself into his chest cavity, which she had to be able to see was too small!

His lowest ribs creaked. They strained and they flexed as much as they were able. Then, as Toni panted down at him excitedly, something in those ribs unhinged, just enough for her rounded glans to cram itself up to the next row of bone. Val's eyes shot open from the spike of pain in his chest, and his vision swam as heat seemed to wash outward from that spot, only for his second lowest ribs to follow suit.

He worked his mouth as if trying to speak, even though he couldn't make so much as a sound on a good day. His body spasmed as one by one, Toni forced his ribcage to accept her, the outline of her cock only visible up to his upper abdomen, then concealed by the fur-softened outlines of his forcefully expanding ribs.

Val tried to draw in a deep breath, but he felt her between his lower lungs. He coughed in surprise, his toes splaying out where they were held sprawled in the air out to his sides. Looking down, he saw his ribs expand ever so slightly as she throbbed inside him. Then she pushed further and popped another set.

His lungs were gradually getting flattened down against the inner walls of his unhinging ribcage. He only had a few more to go...poppoppopPOP!...and she took care of them in one final, powerful downward pull.

The stoat felt his soft tush squishing against Toni's lower belly. His tail was flattened in a vertical line pointing toward the bunny girl's navel, and Val's far inferior balls were resting on the top of her scrotum. Meanwhile, her tip was pressing against his collar bones from underneath, and he swore he could taste it on the back of his tongue. He could barely breathe. He didn't know how he could breathe. And he was so overwhelmed, his body was barely giving off any aromas at all anymore. The pain was an everpresent, aching fire, and his fear had turned to disbelief. He was still alive. Broken, surely, but conscious.

"Hoohhh, we did it," Toni gasped, letting his legs flop between her own to reach up and wring at her ears, sounding just as amazed as Val felt. "We really did it. Weasel-boy, you okay? Oh gods..."

Val tried to look up at her, but now that she'd let him go, he was jutting forward at the angle of the arousal buried inside him. He opened his mouth, but of course no sound came out.

She pet a hand down his back, then shuddered at the extra pressure to her cock. "You are so, so cute," she breathed. Cute? He'd been carved out in the shape of her dick! "And tight... Nng... Have you... You've done this before, right?"

He barely managed it, but Val weakly shook his head. If he'd tried this before, he wouldn't have walked away from it.

"W-wait..." She tucked him up against her belly again, sprawling out with her back against the wall. "You were a virgin?" she asked him.

Resting his head back against her warm skin, he gave her a faint nod.

"Val... I'm your first?"

He nodded again, then his head slumped forward, and he tried to pant what air he could. First and last. Make it count, Toni, while I'm still with you.

Kneeling up on her knees and taking his soft, petite hips in her hands, she seemed determined to do just that. "I didn't know. This is my first time topping, too." She slowly pulled her hips back, drawing air forcefully in through his mouth. Holding him there with his legs dangling above the bed's blankets, she pushed her shaft back into the silky-soft "O" of his jiggly little ass, all the way until that velvety padding squished against her cock's flexing base. "I didn't know it could feel so good." She thrust again, speaking over the wet gurgles of the air all that suction and pressure was pulling and pushing through Val's chest. "I can't... Val, I can't keep holding back..." She hunched forward, letting go of his hip to brace one hand on the bed in front of her while her other hand wrapped around the filled barrel of his waist, instead.

Rabbits had a stigma. A stereotype that his aunt Jane would never fully spell out.

After drawing herself almost completely out of the poor little stoat's body, Toni lived up to that stigma.

The bunny girl hammered into Val's body, her hand jerking him up and down to match her thrusts, first smacking him into her lap three times every second, then building up to four. He was shaken so hard, he could barely feel the burning blur of friction inside him, and all those lewd noises getting pulled in and out of him blended together into one never-ending squelch. And somehow, Toni was getting even faster. Her hips must not have even been visible, she was humping the little stoat in such a frenzy. Leaning down further with her butt in the air and her feet braced against the wall, she mounted the tiny male like a manic metronome at 320 beats per minute.

Fortunately, it was only around a hundred and sixty beats later that Toni squeaked and slammed into Val so hard, she fell on top of him, her warm belly pressing down on his back and burying him in the bedding as she throbbed and spurted inside him. She pulsed out six thick strings of cum, and it all came splashing out Val's open muzzle, pooling around his head and soaking into the blanket.

And then all was still, Val's whole world the rabbit girl's ragged breaths from without and her throbbing aftershocks from within.

Slowly, after lying on top of him so long that he was afraid she'd fallen asleep, Toni pushed herself back up, her cock still rigid and throbbing inside of Val's body. She took him by the shoulders and waist, carefully pulling him upward with one last errlllglrg, and finally plopped him off her drooling crown. Nothing much dripped from under his tail as his body reluctantly caved in in the cock's wake. It had all splashed out his frontside, and all that was left was his body's slick internal oils.

Flopping back on the bed, Toni brought Val back to her face and kissed him between his tiny ears. He panted weakly at her, smelling of coffee and lingering chicken and...

"Okay," she told him wearily, still panting enough to make her modest breasts heave. "This time I'm going to try to help you cum, too."

...And pumpkins?

Wait.

Val looked down past Toni's hands to find his little cock back at full mast. How in the hell was he horny after all that?

Wait.

This time?

She turned him back around and gave his trembling, round bottom a quick smooch. His tailhole had somehow sealed itself up again, impossible as that seemed. But now Toni was tilting him back and moving him back down the short length of her torso, until her eager cock head wedged up between Val's thighs all over again.

He looked upside down at her face, his eyes wide with desperation. Not again!

She just wiggled him around, adjusting her hips until her tip squeezed into the velvety embrace of the stoat's soft cleft again. Then she jabbed her hips upward with a cute grunt and buried an inch into the much tighter embrace beyond.

His muzzle opened in a silent scream, and he arched his back and strained his legs, but Toni was already pulling him down further, then dragging him up and down before she'd even gotten into his belly. She worked her way into his body again much more easily than the first time, his ribs still unhinged and waiting to be stuffed full. She only thrust up into him every once in a while, using just her arms, and after he was dragged up and down a few times, he realized that Toni was using his body just like a toy to masturbate. A sex toy is what he sounded like, too.

Breeding him this way forced her to move at a slower pace, at least. It never got much worse than three downward tugs every second. But she was lasting a lot longer this time because of that, the stoat's sleek arms and legs bouncing about limply for a solid minute, then two, before Toni even paused for breath.

She was definitely panting by that point. "Man, my arms are burning." Huffing a deep breath, she slowly pulled him up and off her cock with another lewd squrrpplplorp! She just bumped his bottom back down against her tip in the next heartbeat, though, watching his rear cheeks first squish inward, then reluctantly plop around the sides of her tip. "I think this is my favorite part. Just feeling your butt against me."

Then just do that! Val wanted to tell her. But then he was being dragged all the way down again, the fleshlight of his body gurgling messily.

And all the way back up again, his tush once again squishing softly around her meat.

Before she could pull him back down, though, her room's door opened.

Both rabbit girl and stoat froze in place, their ears standing alert and alarmed. Toni's roommate, a tall gazelle, swept into the room with her gaze averted, hand held out between her eyes and Toni's bed to make it clear she wasn't peeking.

"K-Kim!" Toni squeaked out, sounding strangled.

"I know, I know! I know it's your date night with Charlie, and I saw the sock, but I have to study for tomorrow's exam, and I left my notes in my backpack when I grabbed dinner. Just let me...here we go. I'll get out of your guys's hair, you two have fun, buh bye!"

The door slammed shut. A full fifteen seconds passed with both of them just trembling. Then Toni flopped her head back on her pillow and started laughing, pulling Val back and dropping him on her belly. "Oh man! I almost came just from the surprise! Sorry, Val, that was Kimberly. She has grass for brains, but she's a good roomy otherwise."

Val just panted, sprawled out on the bunny girl's pale belly and jostling about while she kept laughing. As he rolled onto his side, slowly working feeling back into his toes, he let himself crack a small smile. That _had_been a shock.

Grinning down at him, Toni pet her hand along his back, and Val found that still felt as good as the first time she'd done it, despite the trauma he'd had inflicted on him. He didn't know how he was still alive, but he was, and his body was all caved back in again, actually feeling empty now. He smiled up at Toni, feeling wrung out and ragged, certainly nothing close to sexy, but...well, not hurting as much as he'd thought he would.

"Okay," she told him, caressing the side of his face. Then she closed her hands around his arms and chest, pinning his arms down and once more turning him to face the other way. "I still owe you an orgasm."

This time, he wasn't quite as afraid when her glans smushed up against his sore bottom. There was still smoke in the air, but he knew that, for whatever impossible reason, this wasn't going to be fatal. And if it made Toni feel as good as it seemed to, Val was willing to put up with it. Besides that...

He glanced down to his rigid member as it gave a flex right as his rear cheeks wobbled around Toni's tip. Well. Maybe it wasn't so ba-AAH!

Toni jabbed her hips up off the bed, and Val's resealed sphincter plorped back open. The bunny girl got a good grip around Val and--

"Sorry, sorry!" The room's door swung open, and the gazelle girl clopped right back in, once again averting her eyes.

"Kimberly!" Toni gasped. "What the hell, man?"

"Sorry, I forgot my pencils!"

"Why do you even use paper notes? You have a tablet!"

"I'm old fashioned like that. Hey, did you guys eat in? It smells like a Pie Hop in...here..."

The blood rushed out of Val's face.

Kimberly had peeked.

"Uh..." the gazelle remarked.

Toni and Val both just stared back at her without a word. What could they say?

"Is... Is that... Weasel-boy?" Oh good. Toni had shared his nickname with Kim.

Val gasped, then _rrurrlp_ed as Toni slowly dragged him all the way down to her hilt, taking eight whole seconds to do it. Once she was fully sheathed up inside him, she shuddered and told her roommate, "Yup."

Another long pause. "Holy shit," Kim eventually said. Toni was already dragging Val back up while the stoat stared up at the ceiling, mortified. As he was pulled noisily back down, the gazelle asked, "Could you use a hand?" Her muzzle quirked in a lopsided grin.

Toni paused mid-drag, then continued, letting go of him after hilting and leaving him stuffed to the neck with her cock. Without her hands on him, he slumped back and rested against her belly, looking at her upside-down again and panting shallowly through his mouth.

He didn't know she was waiting for him to give his opinion. When he just gawped at her, she looked over at Kim and shrugged. "Yeah, sure." With a grunt, Toni sat up, then swung her legs over the bed, flailing Val about all over the place.

Wait. What was happening?

Toni dropped to her feet, naked, erect, and sporting a fluffy, living stoat condom. She caressed down Val's side.

"So, what should I do?" Kim asked, moving closer.

Toni leaned back against the side of the bed. "For now, just get a good hold of him and pull him off of me," she said.

"Like, all the way off?" The rabbit girl nodded, her cock twitching inside of Val, and the gazelle crouched down in front of them. She took Val's dangling paw in her much, much larger hand. "Hi, by the way. I'm Kim." Then she wrapped that single hand around the stoat's middle and muttered, "Woah. I can feel you through him, Toni girl."

"I know," Toni grinned. "Who'd have thought I'd ever bulge someone out like that, huh?"

Grinning back at her friend, Kim slowly dragged Val up and off Toni's erection, plopping him free and holding him out at arm's length. "Now what?"

"Now just...hff. Hold onto him for a moment." Toni brushed her fingers across her sensitive shaft, trembling and sagging back against the bed. "The little kit's intense."

Kim chuckled, bringing the dangling stoat up closer to her face. "I'll bet Toni is, too, huh?" She waited, but Val just panted up at her. "Oh!" Kimberly said. "I heard a rumor you're mute. Is that actually true?"

He nodded wearily.

"So," Kim turned to Toni. "How do you ask him what he likes and what he doesn't?"

"It's his smells," Toni replied, leaning back and closing her eyes while she caught her breath. "Weasel-boy's special. He gives off different scents depending on what he's feeling."

"Wow. Really?" The gazelle narrowed one eye down at the stoat in her hand.

Toni nodded. "Yeah. All that bacon you're smelling? That means he's embarrassed."

"Oh, whoops. That's probably my fault. Sorry."

"He's almost always embarrassed," Toni said, though she sounded kind of affectionate when she said it. "I know bacon for sure, but the burning wood and the chicken is new. I think that smoky wood is arousal, or maybe just excitement. And the chicken, well..." She chuckled. "That's sexual pleasure, I'm pretty sure."

Grimacing, Val shook his head, but the tall gazelle was looking at Toni right over him, and Toni's eyes were still shut.

"Oho, man. You must have been railing him good, then. I could smell the chicken out in the hall!"

"Yeah. It's faded a lot since we slowed things down again, though."

"Sorry if I sort of derailed the railing."

"It's okay. You've been nice enough to wait this long, with all your stuff in here. I've had that sock on the door since four o'clock."

"So, you and Charlie..."

"No longer a thing." Toni sighed.

Dangling still from Kim's big hand, Val patted the gazelle's upper finger, then nodded down to the bed when she finally remembered she was holding him. "Oh! Sorry." She set him down, and his legs gave out on him. Luckily, the blanket was really soft, and when he crumpled down to his abused rump it didn't hurt too badly. Val slumped where he sat, cradling his belly and heaving out a deep breath.

"But man," Kimberly said. "I'd heard that size variance isn't a big deal for us hybrids. Even saw some real crazy porn clips, but I thought those were faked. I never actually thought..."

Toni nodded, giving her slightly drooping shaft a squeeze. "Yeah. Always thought it'd be me with a giant cock in the chest."

"Oh, it still can be. Don't give up on your dreams, Toni!"

Val surprised himself by laughing, a sudden hint of amused chocolate wafting around him.

"Is that candy?" Kim asked. "Oh, we need to make him laugh more often."

"If you want a really good whiff, sniff under his tail," Toni told the gazelle. "That's where it's all coming from."

The taller girl looked down at Val, and he leaned away from her warily. "Oh, really?"

Toni looked down at her crotch. "My dick's gonna smell like fried chicken for a month."

"It's nice, by the way," Kim said casually, and when the rabbit girl looked up at her, she added, "Your dick. I always wanted to ask if I could see it, ever since you told me you had one, but I thought that might sound a little presumptuous."

Toni gave the gazelle her usual lopsided grin, which looked just plain seductive with her short hair all mussed up like it was. And with her naked and all. "Might have been. But now... Eh, you can do more than look, if you want."

"Really?" Kim's ears turned a little pink on the inside, but she moved in front of Toni, taking the rabbit girl by the waist and hefting her back up onto the bed. Toni spread her legs, and the gazelle smiled while kneeling down between them. She gingerly took the bunny's member in her hand, giving it a little squeeze and stroke.

Val allowed himself to lounge back and watch, his own member still standing firmly up from his crotch. It was quite the sight, to say the least, and he appreciated the chance to recover. And to think.

Size variance wasn't a big deal for anthros, Kimberly had said. She and Toni made it sound like common knowledge, but Val had never heard of anyone ever doing...what Toni had done to him. But then, where would he learn about something like that? Aunt Jane had kept half the internet restricted and password protected for as long as he'd lived with her, and he'd always been too shy to talk about sex with the friends he'd made in public chatting sites. He hadn't even thought about researching how to have sex at his size once he'd moved into his dorm and gotten access to the whole net. By then, he'd just assumed...

Kimberly crouched lower and wrapped her lips around Toni's phallus, making the rabbit girl arch her back with a feminine moan, her breasts jutting out and jiggling fantastically. It was hard to think about much other than that, but still...

Val had assumed a lot of things. He wondered what else he was missing out on, thanks to his sheltered upbringing.

Her nose twitching at the scent of pumpkin pies, Toni glanced over and reached for Val. He didn't try to dodge her hand, letting it close around his chest and heft him up in front of the rabbit/human hybrid. "Don't worry, weasel-boy, I haven't forgotten about you." Grinning, she took his modest cock between her lips once more, teasing the tip with her tongue.

Val arched his back just like she'd done, his toes curling and his hands bracing on her forehead. Then he grabbed the lobes of her long ears, and after how she'd treated him, he didn't feel guilty at all about humping her mouth like an animal, his thighs spreading and tucking right around the sides of her face.

He was really worked up by that point. He came after just a few thrusts, his tail standing high and his marble-sized balls drawing up to paint a half dozen tiny splatters of mustelid cum over Toni's tongue. Panting, Val curled in and bumped his forehead against Toni's, his body trembling before going limp. He decided he'd forgive her for taking him so roughly. If she could make him feel like that, he'd forgive her anything.

"He has the absolute cutest butt," Kim said from beneath him after plopping off of Toni's shaft. "And, oh! His tailhole's the same color as his fur! It looks like a tiny little..."

"Like a snowflake," Toni chuckled. "I know."

He heard a sniff below him. "He just smells like pumpkins, though. And... Oh! Wow, that's a lot of bacon. Well, sorry, little guy, but it _is_a cute butt." Looking down, he realized just how close the gazelle's nose was to said cute butt. She sniffed again. "I don't smell any chicken, though. And he just came..."

"Yeah." Toni held him out in front of her face, his legs dangling. "Must just be when he's bottoming?"

He glanced to the side, face flushing. He didn't want her to know she'd been hurting him. It might make her feel too guilty to want to do anything with him again.

Toni held her arm out, passing the stoat back to Kimberly. "Well, let's find out!"

"You want me to...?" The gazelly held Val gingerly in one hand, her free one petting down the side of his leg as he gulped, still not prepared for another round of what Toni had in mind.

"Yeah, go ahead and do the honors," the rabbit girl said, leaning back on her elbows with her gorgeous legs still spread. Her cock jutted up toward the ceiling, shining with Kim's saliva.

Kim looked down at Val's face, her own expression somewhat uncertain. "Ohhkay... You ready, little guy?"

Never, ever, would Val be ready for what Toni wanted Kim to do to him. But after a silent gulp, he nodded anyway. He could do it. He could survive this, and he knew that now. He still didn't know how, but he would get through it. For Toni, he would.

"All right. Here goes, then..." Kim lowered him down and touched his rump to Toni's crown, the flesh more slippery against his fur this time. Just as every time before, his fluffy bottom bunched inward at first, until Kimberly wiggled his whole body side to side and first one rear cheek and then the other billowed to the sides, letting him feel the rabbit girl's tip throb all along his taint and the base of his cleft.

Kim gave a gentle nudge downward, but nothing happened aside from a plume of fireplace scent rising from the frightened stoat. "I, um, can't seem to..."

"Hoo, mmhmm, it feels like he's tightened up again," Toni breathed. "It's gonna take a lot of force."

"I don't want to hurt him."

The rabbit girl shook her head. "I've bottomed for a couple friends before," she said, taking Val's spread thighs in her hands and giving them a gentle squeeze. "Trust me. It's a good hurt."

"Did either of your friends have a fire hydrant for a dick?"

"Well, no, but..." Toni's breasts heaved as she took a deep breath, staring down at Val. "Oh gods, you guys, don't just tease me like this. Just...nnng..." Her grip around his thighs tightened, and she pulled down enough for the seal of the stoat's anus to quiver and break, and as soon as it was parted the slightest bit, like before, it began reluctantly stretching around Toni's glans.

Kim let go of the stoat's chest when he went rigid from the shock of it, pained chicken rising in the air again. "Toni! I think fried chicken means he's hurting."

The bunny girl pulled him down until she was in his stomach again, her cock throbbing up against his ribs, some of which were just beginning to click back into their original positions. "Does it, Val?" Toni asked, lust warring with concern. "Am I hurting you?" Her long ears folded back when he gave her a tremulous nod. "But... It's a good hurt, right?"

Val gulped, and his lip trembled. His whole body trembled, for that matter, so overwhelmed once again that he couldn't get his legs to do anything but dangle in the rabbit girl's hands, and could barely even lift his arms from where they were cradling her cock bulge. After a few seconds, he nodded again. It was a good hurt because he knew he was making her feel good. But there were tears pooling in his eyes, and she saw them.

"Kim, give me his phone," Toni told the gazelle, and a moment later the rabbit girl was holding his digital keypad out to him. "Val. Have you been in pain this whole time? Is that what fried chicken means?"

"That is just such a weird sentence," Kimberly muttered, but Val barely heard her. He was staring at the phone's keyboard as if the letters were foreign symbols.

A simple "Yes" would get him out of this. Toni would pull him off, and maybe they could cuddle for a bit before he went back to his room to study.

He looked up at the rabbit girl's face, guilt already starting to twist her features. The stoat reached an unsteady paw toward his screen while Toni held it out for him. He couldn't even control himself enough to type right; his paw hit a couple wrong letters in the simple message he wrote out: "dpnt srop"

Toni read the unsent text, but looked unconvinced, now that she'd actually taken a long, good look at Val's face while she was partway inside him. She showed his phone to Kim, who rubbed at her ear, looking down at him uncertainly.

The gazelle reached out and closed her fingers around his middle once more, her breath hitching when she felt Toni twitch from inside him. "You sure?" she asked Val.

His heart racing and his whole body crying out in protest, Val slowly, shakily nodded.

Kim squeezed around him, her grip strong. Then she dragged him the rest of the way down Toni's erection, air burping out of his stunned mouth while rib after rib popped back out of place.

The gazelle let him go once his rump was flattened against Toni's groin, the stoat's long legs sprawled out over the rabbit girl's heaving lower belly. His short tail was spasming against the warmth of Toni's balls.

The rest of the insertion had made Toni lean back again with a moan, her hands braced behind her. She and Kim both stared down at Val, all three of them worried they were making a mistake.

Val opened his eyes, his vision a swirl of pink skin and eggshell white ceiling. He blinked, then cringed when an unintentional flex from Toni's cock made his whole upper body rock forward briefly. When he steadied again, he looked up at one girl, then the other, and gave them an unconvincing smile. He hugged his arms around his aching chest, breathing as much as he was able to, and nodded.

"You know," Kim said slowly, wrapping her fingers around him once again. "Vanilla kind of works with smoke and poultry."

Vanilla? Affection. Val supposed he was feeling a small surge of affection right then. He was in pain, yeah, but it wasn't nearly so bad now that oh God she was pulling him up again!

The gazelle dragged him halfway off Toni's cock before sliding him back down again, his insides gripping tightly and making those lewd sex toy noises. Val's head lolled as he was lifted again, watching the girls exchange small, guilty smiles. Back down he went, his spread rump bouncing briefly at Toni's lap before Kim dragged him back up, slightly higher this time.

"You can go a little faster," Toni panted, her cheeks glowing with her aroused blush. When Kimberly obliged, starting to stroke Val's body up and down the rabbit girl's shaft in a steady rhythm, Toni arched and stared up at the ceiling. "Nnmm... It feels so different when someone else does it..." One of her hands reached up to squeeze at her own breast, tweaking the nipple, and Val felt his own unsheathed member firm back up a bit at the sight. He wished he was tall enough to nuzzle those while she fucked him. He could have reached them when Kim pulled him up close to Toni's tip, but he never stayed there long before getting dragged back down.

Letting go just long enough to pin his arms down, Kimberly closed both hands around him now in a double-fisted grip, giving her more control, more leverage to counter the vice of his insides. Val was forced to rrelp_and _uurrrlp away from one end while quieter _splk_s and _sphrrp_s came from underneath his tail, the ring of fur bunched in around Toni's cock not quite fluffy enough to stop the wet noises from vibrating out and giving voice to the friction of the stoat's lower body.

"Faster?" Kimberly asked, the gazelle sounding a touch out of breath herself.

Toni nodded. "Y-yeah..."

Kim never moved Val as fast as Toni's slowest pace when the bunny girl had been really going at it, but he still felt shaken to the core when the gazelle began really putting her strength into it. Toni started lifting her hips, too, each time Kim drove the stoat down, smacking her lap up into Val's soft ass, and the longer it went on, the more Toni got into it, bracing her hands and feet on the bed and making a bridge of her body to lunge her hips up and bounce against the stoat's butt.

"Getting close," the rabbit neko gritted through her teeth. Val's insides felt a little more slick from all her pre, the watery lubricant practically boiling from the heat Toni's shaft was working through his tiny frame. "Nng, Kim! Pull him off."

"All the way?"

"All the way!"

Val felt himself plop up off of Toni's glans, both of them panting great mouthfuls of air. The little stoat tried to steady himself enough to look up at the four-foot giant's face. She still had her rump off the bed, her abdomen flexing enough to see the faint muscles amidst that feminine slope.

"N-now... Put him back on. S-slowly..."

Before his body had completely collapsed, his soft ass parted around the rabbit girl's tip once more, and as soon as it was inside the heat of the stoat's rectum, Toni squeaked and throbbed, her balls drawing up and a jet of cum splattering into Val's stomach. Kim slowly dragged him down around Toni's climaxing member, Val getting throttled with each pulsing jet, the breathy gurgle pushed out of his mouth sounding far wetter and sloppier this time, until he was spluttering on the cum rising onto the back of his tongue.

Kimberly held her thick fingers around him, feeling the other girl throb through the solid cylinder of Val's belly and chest. The last three ropes of cum were weaker than before, but they still filled the stoat's muzzle from behind, and not wanting to make a mess of Toni's shining, pearlescent belly, he clamped his lips shut and felt his cheeks chipmunk out, the rich almond flavor smothering his taste buds. He tried to swallow it down, but there was nowhere for it to go, not with Toni's spent glans right under his neck.

Toni's bottom finally lowered, trembling, back to the mattress, and she flopped onto her back, chest heaving in blissful afterglow.

Behind Val, Kimberly laughed quietly, finally unwrapping her hands from around Val's torso. He sagged forward, tucked against Toni's lower belly by the heavy weight inside him, his legs tucked up at his sides. Toni's palm lowered and caressed wearily down the stoat's quivering back.

"Man, you really get into it, Toni," Kim said, standing by the bed and watching them as they panted against each other. "I'm...gonna let you two cuddle. Still have lots of studying to do!"

Nodding, Toni managed a breathless, "Thanks, Kim."

Val didn't try to watch the gazelle leave. He was still trying to figure out what to do with his mouthful of cum. Toni was smiling blissfully up at the ceiling, making no move to pull him off, so he just used his arms to angle himself to one side an inch or two--the rabbit neko's cock was softening enough for that, at least--and opened his mouth wide, drooling the entire two or three ounces of lagomorphic jizz right beside Toni's belly button.

"Ugh! Val! Gross!" Toni was laughing, though. "Were you holding that in this whole time?"

Shuffling back over to rest his chin right above the recess of her belly button, he gave her a weak nod.

She laughed again, and his world shook. "Oh, man, weasel-boy. Guh. I guess I deserved that." The mess had smeared out in a small puddle, and part of it was oozing down her waist while the other edge was creeping closer to her navel.

Finally, Val felt her hands around him, that now familiar lewd, wet suction pulling down through him until his ass plopped free like a fuzzy suction cup. Toni did nothing to clean up the mess he'd made on her belly. She just pulled the stoat up to her chest and lay him back down between her breasts.

Still catching his breath, wincing at the way his insides were slowly returning to normal, the stoat rolled onto his back, arms stretching out and resting contentedly on the inner slopes of her breasts. Content. Yes, there was a trace of marshmallow scent in the air, despite all the aches and twinges of pain still tormenting Val. Toni's hand fell lightly on top of him and blanketed his chest, and they lay together, recovering once again.

A minute later, Toni gave a little start, her hand jumping away from Val from a little click underneath it. "What...? Was that your ribs, weasel-boy?"

Just one of them, but Val nodded, anyway. They were starting to pop back to normal.

"Wow. I...really did a number on you, huh?"

He nodded again, but then smiled up at her, even if she couldn't see it. He was too close to her chin.

They were still for a few minutes longer, the rise and fall of her smooth chest almost lulling the stoat to sleep. Eventually, though, she lifted him and set him on the bed next to her, the rabbit girl scooting to the edge of the bed and dropping to the floor. Val was given just the briefest glimpse of her pale, round bottom before she was on her feet, just barely too short for her rump to be visible from the middle of the bed. The top of her fluffy white tail was, though, and he enjoyed the slender shape of her back as she used some tissues from one of the desks to clean the cum off her skin.

When she turned back and saw the white stoat laying on his side and watching her, Toni's cheeks turned a darker shade of pink, but she just tossed the wad of tissues in the waste bin and gave him a cocky grin. Swinging herself back up onto the bed, she lay down in front of him, both of them on their sides, her face close enough that he could smell her breath, and she could smell his vanilla marshmallows.

She reached over and pet down his side, caressing over the swell of his hip and brushing down his thigh. It was hard to say which of them had the more dramatic curve from waist to hip. Val thought he would call it a tie.

Toni kept petting him, and Val shut his eyes, breathing the moment in deeply. He still ached, but it was a good ache, now. The ache of accomplishment. The ache of knowing he'd helped her through a hard time in her life, and the ache of having done something he'd never thought possible.

"You okay?" she eventually asked him, and he could hear the fondness in her voice. It sent the sweetness of strawberries into the air.

He smiled and nodded to her, but she was already chuckling.

"I guess I'd know if you felt otherwise. You like it when I pet you like this?"

A tiny bit of bacon, but he wasn't too embarrassed to nod again. Val rested the side of his face on his forearm, closing his eyes and wafting his sweet scents with a swish of his tail. He hoped Toni would remember that the apple pie in the air meant he felt good.

"Good. Because I like doing it." They relaxed there together a while longer. Val glanced toward the clock on the nearby desk. 9:25. He wasn't going to get much studying done that night.

"Are you really okay?" Toni asked quietly a few minutes later, and when Val immediately nodded to reassure her, she shook her head. "No, Val. I mean really. I kinda feel like...you know, like I..." It wasn't like Toni to second guess herself, but at the same time, Val knew she was a good person. Of course she would feel guilty if there was even a chance she had truly hurt him. "Like I took things too far."

On her hand's next pass, the stoat caught it in both of his, bringing it to his face for a warm nuzzle.

"Yeah, but damn, weasel-boy, I practically raped you!"

Val shook his head, even though maybe she sort of had. He guided her hand down his side again, holding onto it when it reached his hip. Leaning just a little bit forward, he let her fingers curl gently around his rump and when she blushed and slid her hand further behind him, he lifted his tail and gave a subtle arch of his back to press his soft white bottom into her palm. His face heated up, too, but there was more vanilla in the air than bacon.

"Careful, kit. You'll get me hard again," Toni told him with a lopsided grin.

He looked her in the eye, then pushed his rump back a little more firmly, shivering when she gave both cheeks a gentle squeeze.

Her finger tickled over one round buttock, then dragged up and down over his cleft with a feather touch, just teasing the fur back and forth. Val felt a warmth in his belly, apple pie joined by pumpkin, and he held his breath when that finger pressed gently between his cheeks and underneath his tail. It brushed against his back door, which clenched reflexively, hugging his inner cheeks around Toni's fingertip.

She shook her head wonderingly. "You feel like you're good as new already." Her finger pulled back, and she gave his plush bottom a teasing pat, then leaned in and kissed him clumsily on the lips. Staying close, she asked him in an uncertain whisper, "Did you...maybe like it? At least a little?"

He actually had to mull that over. Had he? It had hurt, even when she was being careful, and he'd wanted her to stop, but... That heat, and the absolutely crushing pressure behind his prostate... His prostate, and every other part of his body...

Looking into Toni's eyes, the stoat nodded. His scents didn't betray him. He wasn't entirely sure he wasn't lying, but his body gave no sign that it disagreed.

In fact, his sheath gave a little, weary twitch.

Toni must have seen that. She blinked, her ears standing a little taller. First smiling at him, then smirking, she moved her hand behind his shoulders and gently eased him onto his belly. He let her, his tail over his rump's cleft as he rested the side of his face against the covers and watched her get to her hands and knees above him. The rabbit girl's perfect breasts swayed in front of the stoat's face, her knees well past his feet. She looked down at him from between her forearms, then reached one hand back to give her firming member a long squeeze.

The rabbit girl hesitated, though. She sat back on her heels behind the stoat, who propped himself up on his forearms to watch her. "It's okay," she told him, starting to stroke herself. "Seeing you like that, I can just jerk one off, easy."

With a bacon-laced blush, Val rested his chin on the blanket and willed his tail to slowly twitch its way up and over his lower back.

Toni laughed. "I mean, unless you want to go again."

She was joking, and he knew it. Val was exhausted and achy, and she knew that. So he surprised them both when he reached back with both arms, placed his paws over the soft cushions of his ass and took a deep breath before parting them, baring his snowflake once more to his friend. Fresh cedar filled the air, wafting straight up from the fur of his cleft underneath his grasping fingertips.

He didn't turn, but he could hear the long, aroused breath Toni took behind him. "You sure?" she asked him.

Gulping, he arched and pushed his butt up off the covers, just a little.

The rabbit girl let out a randy huff. "Okay..." she said slowly, looming over him again. "No backsies, weasel-boy."

Bracing her forearm in front of him, she started to lower herself down, keeping one hand on her cock to aim. Val watched her nipples touch the blanket with wide eyes, the rest of her breasts squishing down slightly, as well, and then he felt her.

Her crown was so broad, it rubbed against the stoat's knuckles on its way underneath his tail. He waited until he felt it against his little pucker, then drew his arms up and covered his face with them, unable to believe he'd just offered himself up like that. It was too late now, but... When she just rested there, he found himself giving his hips a small wiggle, shifting his inner cheeks around her tip. A part of him really did want this.

Toni's upper body settled fully on her padded chest, and she reached down with her other hand, scooping her fingers underneath the stoat and getting a solid hold around his middle. She was gentler this time, but with all the weight of her hips baring down on him, it didn't take long for Val's anus to spread, sparking a tortured wave of pain through him. A moment later, she was in him, already sliding deeper and deeper, first parting the organs in his belly, then in his chest, until her own belly was brushing against his back, then pressing down heavily on top of him, firm and smooth and smothering the stoat into the bed as Toni pulled both hands away and fell on top of Val completely.

She said something, but it was too muffled by cloth and abdomen for him to make out. Her cock throbbed. He understood that. It throbbed again, and when she pulled her hips back, lifting her own rump into the air, his body just followed it, and she pushed him forward when her lap fell again, dragging him across the blanket. Toni did that two more times before one of her hands returned to hold him steady.

With the world closed in around him by bedding and slightly sweaty, heated skin, the sounds that came from his body as her cock slurped up and out of his backside sounded louder than ever before. Louder, and far more intimate. She pushed back in, as slowly as before, and he could feel a twitch in her abdomen from the effort of restraint. Out again, with a great, resonating sprrelllprrlr, and then back inside, until her warm, moist balls weighed heavily over the backs of his slightly parted thighs.

Toni's next withdrawal was just as slow and careful, but the push in after that had a bit more strength behind it, and she grinded her lap against him before moving again.

Val's nose twitched, taking in his own scent while he gasped and panted. He was so enclosed, the pained fried chicken smell had little room to escape, but thanks to Toni's slow pace, he could smell apples and pumpkin there, too. Her next thrust was gentle again, and he weakly tried to lift his hips toward it. He failed--how could he lift anything below his waist right then?--but he tried on the next thrust, as well, a part of him craving that intense, filling stretch.

She gave it to him, again, then again. But after a few more thrusts, some of them on the more forceful side, she pulled back too far, and her tip _splirp_ed out of his body completely.

Val let out the same manner of sob as the very first time that glans had penetrated him, surprised and despairing, but Toni had him. She held his body in her hand, and had very expert hand-dick coordination. He heard her moan as her tip found his too-small tush again, and the stoat cringed when he spread around her all over again.

Her downward lunges grew in power after that, and he could hear more feminine moans resonating through her body. Val could smell her, salt and clean sweat, and the tang of male arousal. It mixed with the poultry and fruit rising from his fur, and he felt drunk on it. Her lap was starting to crash down on top of him, and she began dragging herself back up and out a little more urgently.

The stoat was so caught up in the sensations rolling through his insides and his spread rump, he didn't realize how close he was to going over the edge. It seemed on a completely random thrust that his body tightened insanely and his balls flexed. He had an orgasm fucked out of him for the first time, squirting mustelid jism onto the blanket and his belly, then getting smeared through it as Toni grinded down on top of him with an even louder moan.

"Did... Did you just cum?" he heard her ask.

Gasping, still cumming even as he responded, he lifted his head and nodded, brushing his ears forward and back above her belly button.

With a high-pitched, "Oh, ffuck!" Toni spread her legs into a wider stance and got up onto all fours--or all threes, rather, with one hand still clutching Val's dangling form. Grunting with each fur-thumping thrust, she started bunny humping him again, just like the first time, and Val's vision swam so much, he thought he might be blacking out. Heat radiated through his afterglow as friction filled his core, the rabbit girl's rutting only growing faster and stronger, and since she was working her way toward her third climax of the night, she was lasting quite a while this time, too.

Without breaking stride, Toni pushed herself up to sit on her heels, holding onto Val's hips with both hands and pinning his tail up against his back with a thumb so she could watch his rear cheeks bounce. She paused just long enough to move one leg forward, thigh straining as she braced her foot in a half crouch and went to town on the little stoat.

Val clung onto her fingers, the sleeve of his body getting throttled so much, it felt like she was humping conscious thought right out of his head. Saliva, too; he didn't know when he'd started drooling, but now and then a tiny string of it flung forward from his lips. Toni's balls felt like giant boxing gloves tenderizing his thighs, and with only a few beads of pre and the slight traces of cum inside him for lube, there was so much intense friction inside him, it felt like he was going to ignite.

In the middle of her frenzy, Toni hilted inside him and held there, squeezing both hands around his hips. She wasn't done, though. Panting raggedly, she traced the bulge of her shaft up and down his belly wither her fingers, shuddering. "Nng...Val... I'm close," she breathed. "But I want to try..." She gathered up his thighs in her hands, tucking them forward to either side of his waist, his lower legs and feet kicking weakly under his chest.

With him bundled nearly in half, she dragged him up and nearly off of her cock with her arms, her whole body quivering when she pulled him back down. He looked up at her while she leaned forward, her face upside down and eclipsing much of the ceiling. "Gods, weasel-boy, this is such a power trip," she panted, dragging him up and down again.

He didn't know why hearing that brought a plume of vanilla musk along with his aching chicken scent. And it was strong, both the smells of vanilla and cooking meat, and the rising pumpkin and apple pie. Every scent he was giving off right then, from pained to pleasured, affectionate to lusting, was stronger than he could ever remember them getting, and he swore he could feel the scent glands along his broadly stretched rump crack tingling.

"Oh, man," Toni chirred, squeezing his thighs while dragging him back up along her shaft. He went more easily this time, the bunny's huge cock suddenly more slippery. "I must be preing more than I thought..." Val could only wordlessly agree. His insides gripped her no less tightly than before, but he was soothed with an extra slickness spreading through him. Though oddly, it seemed to get slippery underneath his tail before that moist slickness reached as far forward as Toni's throbbing glans.

The stoat couldn't spare enough thought to figure out what was happening, and Toni seemed too lost in her lust to question that it might be something other than her pre. She started thrusting again, and Val's body squelched wetly around her, the sounds of their sex growing sloppier. Distantly, the stoat was aware that he could taste his own scents on the back of his tongue.

It didn't take much longer for the bunny girl to reach her peak. Moaning, Toni hammered rapidly at Val's cushioned ass before gasping and jerking herself halfway out of him, her cock gushing directly into his bulging stomach. Each wet throb made the broad "O" of his tailhole stretch a tiny bit wider, the fluffy seal of his buttocks quivering as he tried to gasp enough air to stay conscious. After just a few spurts, Toni dragged him back down around her length, and all the rabbit cum inside him was pushed up into his neck, enough of it still spurting into his body that it came drooling out his mouth. He didn't bother trying to keep it in this time. Val was too exhausted. He just drooled it down onto the bedding underneath him, his eyes glazed as he stared at the slimy, slow-motion waterfall that oozed from his open mouth.

"Fuck, Val," Toni murred, plopping down on her butt and panting. She let go of his thighs, and his legs dangled down against the bunny's spent scrotum. Giving the stoat's torso a light squeeze, Toni slid him up an inch, then back down, shuddering. "Damn. You smell good, but it's so strong right now I can't even think..." This time when she dragged him up, she didn't stop until her tip plopped noisily out from between his rear cheeks. She bumped it back up against his rump a moment later, as if trying to get back inside him, but her shaft was growing slightly rubbery, and it bent a tad before wobbling up and to the side over his round bottom.

Laughing breathlessly, Toni set the overwhelmed stoat down next to her and scooted to the edge of the bed. "Gotta...get some air," she muttered, hopping down and stumbling over to the window. Val got his first good look at Toni's beautiful, furless tush when she pushed the window up and open. She was short enough that she had to go up on her toes, and that made her pearly butt perk fantastically.

Someone on the ground outside called out, "Nice tits!" When Toni turned away from the window she was blushing, but Val could hardly disagree with the catcall, especially the way her breasts had been stretched while her arms were above her head.

"That's better," Toni said, shivering from the cool breeze against her bare skin. She regarded Val on the bed, both of them still breathing heavily. The little stoat hadn't moved from where she'd set him down, but he offered her a dazed, exhausted smile, and she smiled back at him, looking unintentionally seductive with her tangled hair and faint sheen of sweat. "Right," the bunny girl said, picking up her phone. "I still need to give Anna a text." Tapping away with her thumbs, she hopped back onto the bed, sitting on its edge with her legs dangling, her smooth bottom parking right in front of Val's face.

The stoat's heart skipped a beat at the sight, and he wormed his way closer. His legs didn't want to work right, but that didn't stop him from scooting over across the covers until he was close enough to lean up and plant a small smooch to the girl's rump cheek, the skin warm and soft against his lips. The whole rump firmed with a startled flex, and Toni twisted around to look down at him, grinning.

"Thinking of returning the favor, weasel-boy?"

Chuckling wearily, Val shook his head no. Toni was still gorgeous, but Val was fully sheathed, his member hiding as if afraid to come out again. Maybe another day he would somehow try to top the four-foot giant of a bunny, if she let him, but for now, he was content to nuzzle and lick at the salty skin of her round buttock, the smell of marshmallows rising up around him.

"Aww. Did I tucker you out?" Toni teased, and he nodded. Chuckling, she muted her phone just as it started vibrating with Anna's first volley of frenetic responses, then set the phone to the side. "Hey. Would you, uh..." The rabbit looked back at him, one ear flopping over her face before she brushed it aside with an irritated huff. "Would you like to stay the night?"

Val didn't hesitate a second before nodding. Distantly he remembered he had some studying to do, but he couldn't even recall what class it was for. At this point, he couldn't quite remember what classes he was even taking.

Smiling, Toni passed him his cell phone, and he sent Darnell a quick text to let the giraffe know that Val was staying at a friend's place.

Darnell didn't tease and he didn't pry, he just sent back, "Cool! I'll see you tomorrow?"

Val texted, "Yep!" and set his phone to the side, looking up just as Toni reached down for him.

Curling her fingers gently around the little stoat, she swept her blanket down to the foot of the bed, then crawled under a single sheet, laying on her back and setting Val down between her soft breasts, and she let out a ticklish laugh when he shuffled to one side, climbing up the squishy slope of her left breast and laying on his belly next to her pink nipple. Val rested the side of his face against her smooth skin, listening to her heartbeat through Toni's soft flesh.

For Val, laying on a mattress of slightly slippery body heat with that bedsheet tucked up around his shoulders, he was as warm as could be. But with the window open and the October air breezing into the room, it didn't take long for Toni to cool down enough to start shivering, and she held a hand over his back to pin him to her chest while reaching down for the heavier blanket, pulling it up and over them both, as well. She kept her hand there, afterward, petting gently over the stoat's back. "Thanks for coming over, Val," she murmured, scritching the side of his face with a thumb. "I didn't know how much I needed this."

Smiling, Val smooched her right next to her small areola. She smiled back and pressed him down against the soft cushion of her breast with a warm palm hug. Closing his eyes, he nuzzled next to her nipple and let his breathing slow, trying to ignore the aches running through his whole body. She'd carved out everything from his hips to his chest, and though nothing was more sore than his rump, his everything ached like nothing he'd ever felt before.

The bunny girl started petting lightly over his back, and he let himself drift closer and closer to proper sleep. It took him a while to blearily notice that her palm was caressing over the upper curves of his rump, as well, gradually covering more and more of that soft rise, until Toni rested her hand there and gave his bottom a little squeeze.

"Hey, Val?" she asked, lifting the blanket with her free hand and peering sleepily down at him.

He blinked up at her, so worn out that he was already close to nodding off.

"Wanna go again?"