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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

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Alice and Fae had dreamed of visiting the plains of Africa ever since they were children, both had become enamored by the Dark Continent after visitor had come to give a talk about the various tribes and habitats the continent boasted. Both women had been saving up since their first jobs out of school and now after many years of saving up they were on their way to the Dark Continent.

Alice the tigress and her friend Fae, the Black Panther were quite clearly not natives to Africa and her harsh summers. Despite being descendants of jungle cats themselves, they both found themselves perspiring inside the minivan, or taxi as the locals called it, as it left the civilized city and headed off into the more natural plains they'd come to see.

As light grew dim their transportation pulled up to what would be their home for the next few days, a rustic Amakhanda, small round huts called Indu set out in widening circles around the main hut in the center, all surrounded by a large fence made of natural thorn bush. Of course things had been upgraded and more civilized than one would normally find out in the bush, this was after all a tourist getaway. A quick discussion with a small impala girl at the front desk later, the two felines were shown to their lodgings by a rather grumpy looking baboon butler to settle in for the night after a cold shower as neither of them could figure out how to light the donkey boiler and were too tired to take instruction from their hotel assistant. Though the cool water was perhaps welcomed after the hot trip in to their "hotel", if that's what it could even be called.

Early the next morning they were awoken by the trilling of the local fauna, the guinea fowl chirping up a storm startling the two felines from their beds. With bleary eyes and messy hair they managed to get dressed in what they assumed was adequate bush wear, but ended up looking like typical tourists with all their khaki colors doing little to hide their striped and ebony fur. The staff however were polite enough not to laugh at the two young ladies, at most offering polite smiles and trying not to stare at them as they sat down to partake of the extravagant breakfast.

After a good breakfast and full tummies they were lead off to an open canopy vehicle for a game drive, stopping at various watering holes to view the elder unchanged and natural species. Even the brief stop beside a pride of non-anthro lions still sent a tingle down between their thighs when the lion decided to have a little bit of fun with one of his lionesses in the middle of the road while the guide gave a perhaps bit too in depth description of lions mating habits. So much so the old cocker spaniel lady in the front seat nearly overheated and passed out, fanning herself furiously much to the guide's amusement.

Near the end of the tour they drove past an anthro-wild dog tribe village not far from the river they'd seen the rotund hippos lounging beside, with the guide warning the guests to be careful around the "dogs" as they still adhered to old traditions and foreigners were not always welcome. But this speech fell on deaf ears, particularly two felines whom were staring wide eyed at a pair of twin mutts that were walking around bare. Their plump sheaths and heavy balls swaying enticingly with every step, their multi-colored coats glimmering in the light and making for an eye catching display. With a knowing look shared between them, the two felines decided they would have to make a special visit to this little village the next day on their hike.

The night was spent with a buffet around a large fire pit in the middle of the huts, followed by a traditional Zebra dance which both felines found mesmerizing with how the dancers stripes almost made a hallucinogenic display. Not to mention the prime "meat" on display from some of the bigger stallions that seemed not to have learned about underwear yet. With a bit of alcohol thrown into the mix both Alice and Fae were feeling rather merry by the time their heads hit their pillows. Both felines enjoying some rather vivid dreams that night, leaving them tossing and turning before sleep finally claimed them proper.

Early the next morning they were both awake before even the guinea fowl, packing their backpacks and getting dressed for their scenic hike, though both really knew the destination of this trip. Stopping by the front desk to let them know roughly where they expected to be and when they would be back, the girls headed out along one of the trails, walking for hours to catch the sights and sounds of the bush, making sure to stick close to the clearly marked trail. For a while their interests actually did focus on the brush and wildlife around them, snapping pictures of various plants and animals alike with all their bright colors.

At least until they were on their way back to the lodge and saw the wild dog village just a little ways down a hill. Exchanging a brief glance and grin to one another, the felines made their way down the hill and approached the village, being met by some of the children whom wanted to play with the strange looking people. By the times the kids had gotten bored of their new friends a small crowd had gathered around to watch them play, all smiles and laughter as the elders beckoned the girls in to join them for a late lunch. The elder wild dogs spoke surprisingly fluent English much to the girls surprise and even taught them a few local words, as is usual in such situations the naughty words were the first things the younger males taught the girls with leering grins. Plenty of stories were shared on both sides, the felines talking of their home country but they could tell most of the villagers couldn't comprehend such things as skyscrapers or interstate highways. Likewise the elders shared stories and tales of their lands, also a bit of their tribe's history, but with such vivid detail the girls were enraptured by them for hours. The colorful canines even shared their local beer which they called Umqombothi, made from grains they had grown themselves but which turned out to pack quite a punch. The tigress especially got rather giggly and stumbled a bit, making it clear they were in no shape to hike back to camp and especially not in the dark. A runner was sent to let the lodge know not to worry about the pair as they were being looked after and were joining in the celebrations of the tribe whom would return them safely in the morning.

Meanwhile the tribe made place for their new guests to join in on the celebration of a new mateship, two of the tribes members were to be married that evening. The celebration was very festive with everyone sharing their most embarrassing stories about the bride and her groom, plenty of food and beer made the rounds. By the time the kids and elders started making their way back to their relative huts, the girls looked around and realized they had not been shown where to sleep. Thankfully though the situation soon remedied itself as the two handsome twins they'd seen yesterday smiled and beckoned them over to an open doorway.

However when the girls entered the hut, they were surprised to see four other males already inside, all of whom turned to smile or perhaps grin at the entering felines in more than a friendly manner. Being ushered into the surprisingly spacious hut the girls sat on opposite sides from each other, both surrounded on either side by rather nude male painted dogs. Of course they would try be modest and not stare at the males obvious display, but every time they were caught there would be more laughter throughout the hut. More stories and jokes were shared, along with more beer and soon the mood was jovial and light hearted as the light outside eventually faded to inky blackness.

With their heads swimming neither girls really quite knew when it happened. But Alice was busy making out with one mutt whom had his hand under her top groping at her breast when she looked aside and saw Fae's head bobbing in another mutts lap as she swallowed an impressively thick cock. As she stared at her friend giving the canine a rather sloppy blowjob, someone else moved up behind her and shifted the panthers legs and waist about. The mutt had pulled her clothing down and off before strong hands guided Fae's thighs apart, soon one of them was busy sampling her foreign pussy while another was busy undoing her top to get at her breasts. Alice's own legs were lifted up as she felt her pants and panties being tugged away before someone spread her legs and she too had a wonderfully soft broad tongue began lapping at her own cunt. Groaning into the lips of the hunky mutt still kissing her as she bucked and ground up against the tongue exploring her growing need.

The rest of the night would be a blur of images, Fae sitting in one of the mutts lap as she rode him while another canine guided her mouth down onto his waiting cock. Alice kneeling before three males as she sucked one dick while stroking the other two. At one point both felines would be on all fours, head to tail as the canines took turns sampling both their mouths and pussies alike, an almost endless rotation of canine cocks for the ladies to enjoy. Both girls on all fours beside each other with a cock in their mouth and another thrusting into them from behind, pleasured whimpers and groans filling the hut. At one point they would even allow the horny mutts to plunder their until then virgin little tailholes when they each took on three of the mutts at once, feeling completely stuffed from every angle. With none of the painted dogs wanting to miss out, there again would be a rotation of canine cocks stuffing every feline hole at least once, showing off their legendary stamina for the two foreigners.

By the time morning broke the hut reeked of sex and beer, a pile of colorful canines piled around the two felines, one or two of them even still buried under a tail or between some breasts with sticky messes everywhere. The elders just shook their heads at the sight before directing the boys to take the visitors to the riverbank to get cleaned up before taking them back to the lodge.