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In a world not unlike our on, in the Solaris Galaxy sat a planet called Taur. It was a humble world, 1.5 times the size of Earth and a similar climate to our own.

What made the world of Taur stand out was how evolution had taken a different path to our own. The clue is in the name of said planet.

A traveller to the world of Taur would probably have to do a double take, and then a triple. First of all, the residents of the planet had evolved from animals we have back on Earth, all sporting fur and animalistic features. But it was beyond this where the oddities really came in. Every denizen of the planet was a taur; sporting two bodies, a humanoid one attached to a much larger, beastial body.

But what would be cause for a third take was the fact that there were no males on the planet Taur. Instead, every resident was either a female or a herm, with their humanoid bodies sporting breasts of varying size for feeding young, and their more feral body sporting eight nipples to help feed larger litter sizes.

"Hey, I'm walking here!" A pretty wolf taur shouted out as shi crossed a busy street, hir hands loaded up with shopping and a harness that carried three more bags.

Wiping hir brow with the back of a hand, shi looked up accusingly at the sky as the sun blazed down.

All around hir taurs walked around with just their top bodies covered up, the rare taur would wear a harness or something else light but there was no need what with their huge lower body size and thicker fur.

However...

"Hey, what do we have here huh?" A smartly dressed puma taur said, hir hair short cropped as shi raced towards the wolf, a cap and sash marking hir as a law keeper.

"What seems to be the problem officer...?" The tan and grey wolf sighed, knowing very well what was coming.

Shi wore a cape to cover hir body up, in the middle of a heat wave, that made hir stand out to start with.

The felinoid taur took hir nose to the air, sniffing intently before zoning in underneath the wolf.

"Are we trying to advertise ourselves? You should be ashamed of yourself, masturbating in public like that," shi scolded, lifting the back of the wolf's cape only to gasp in shock.

Whereas most taurs only had the one set of breasts, shi had four extra rows that lined hir lower body. Perfectly large, each a lovely G cup in size with large, perky nipples. And sandwiched between hir rear breasts was hir shaft.

..."You realise I can't walk without giving myself a boob job," shi said as hir shaft dripped between hir breasts. "Can I go now?"

"Y-yes, please do," the puma-taur said as shi let the cape drop before they could draw any attention.

Feeling mortified, the poor wolf made hir steady way back home, leaving a steady stream of hir musk in hir wake with hir head bowed in shame. Even among taurs, having more than one set of breasts was extremely rare. Those who had started developing the rare mutation almost always had them operated as they could cause issues in their social life, especially if you were a herm.

Entering hir apartment (small by taur standards,) shi dropped hir shopping before punching the wall with a fist in anger.

"Fuck-my-parents..." shi growled, clenching hir hand tightly before howling a long, mournful note, ending in a sob.

Shi spent a minute collecting hirself before sighing and deciding shi may as well take hir cloak off now shi was safely back indoors, even if the sight of hir body disgusted hir. It was ingrained that such a thing was a sin and a sign of being flawed in their world.

And yet, hir raging, dripping erection had not subsided. Still at its full 12 inch and oozing more pre onto hir breasts, shi sighed and moved hir hind quarters, picking up speed as shi felt her shaft sandwiched between those warm mounds. Hir tail lifted high in the air as if advertising hirself as shi felt hir full, large testicles draw up in preparation of an orgasam.

Arching hir upper body, shi moaned in climax, spraying hir sticky, musky seed all over hir eight breasts, painting them in copious amounts of wolf taur seed before hir shaft finally retreated into its sheath.

Shi felt no satisfaction from it though...shi was disgusted at hirself, at hir parents for not taking the steps to have hir operated on, and for hir own cowardice.

"I can't go on like this...I need to sacrifice a part of myself if I want to live a proper life," shi whispered in a sad, resigned tone. Cleaning hirself off as best shi could, shi walked to hir phone and dialled a number shi had cut out from a magazine.

*

"See you later Fierra," a jackaltaur smiled and waved towards a female fox taur as they left a small studio.

"Bye Brenya," she said in a cheerful tone as she headed off down the street to her own pad.

Fierra looked like your typical taur fox, albeit with some slight oddities such as a face that though pretty, looked slightly more feral and wild than your standard taur.

She wore her mane of ginger hair, the same colour as the rest of her furred body, loose and unbound, running like a fiery waterfall down her back and over her shoulders, getting friendly waves back from those who knew her. A few gave more than friendly looks at her, with Fierra crossing her arms over her DD chest in a gesture to say she was not interested.

Despite having had many opportunities to find a mate and rear a kit, she had never settled with a herm. Some, mostly the older ones, chalked it up to her being a wild, free spirit. Her friends, to which there were quite a few, believed she was looking for the perfect mate.

Only Fierra knew why, a legacy from when she had been a recluse and then suddenly changed and started coming out of her shell.

Pausing at a crossing, she waited for the lights to turn blue, signalling to cross.

The vehicles on the planet Taur were very similar to earth vehicles, only they were mostly used for goods and twice as large, usually only able to seat two taurs.

A small breeze gusted through her thick furred pelt, teasing at her long mane of ginger hair as she looked at the setting sun wistfully. A scent caught her attention, carried on the wind; it was a scent that brought back sad memories, reeking of depression and desperation.

A pretty wolf taur was trudging by, unseeing and uncaring of anyone else around, doing her best to avoid making eye contact with anyone. She exuded a negative vibe, making anyone else avoid her with a wide berth.

"Shi needs someone before it is too late..." Fierra said softly before a smile twitched at her muzzle. "Looks like I might be one of few who would actually understand you, Talula," Fierra said softly to herself.

She watched hir form trudge down the street, seeming to argue with a choice with herself. Eventually she nodded and smacked her fist into her palm, nodding before galloping off after hir.

*

"Well, looks like I will have to just be patient it would seem," Talula said to hirself as the wolf taur looked at the information card that read, ' Breast Correction Clinic.'

"Damn local health institutions, always making people wait," shi muttered angrily to the card before sighing and slipping it back into her jacket pocket.

Shi was so lost in hir own thoughts, hir tail low and head down, that when there was a friendly cough behind hir, Talula nearly shot a mile high, jumping as the cover flapped about, briefly revealing hir eight massive under breasts.

"Whoa hey there, sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you," the owner of the voice said, turning out to be a wild and playful looking vixentaur.

"Quite, yes, n-no harm done I guess," Talula stammered, taken aback by her natural beauty. "Well I'll just be on my way," shi said, trying to get away, feeling shame heat hir face at what shi had just revealed.

"I can help you, you know," the stranger's voice said, freezing mid turn, only to give a puzzled backwards glance at the vixen.

"I don't see what you could do to help me, unless you are a surgeon that happens to be free right now," Talula said, hir hind legs shifting as shi fought to control the stirrings this vixen was causing in hir member.

Smiling, Fierra reached into her pocket and gave her a card with a name and address.

"Meet me here tomorrow afternoon, I will reveal all then. And don't you worry, you will be in good company," the vixen smiled and tipped hir a wink before making her own way, gently brushing by the wolf taur as she did so.

"Weirdo..." Talula muttered to hirself and looked at the card. It simply read High Tail Studios, 141-143 Astral Row.'

Looking back up from the card, shi saw the vixentaur turn around and wave with a cheerful smile, making hir quickly look at her paws.

"She may be weird...but she is pretty," shi muttered to hirself before trudging home, cursing as hir member once again dripped arousal, sandwiched between hir hind breasts.

*

"I must be out of my mind, coming to a place I don't know at the behest of a stranger, even if she is cute," Talula muttered as shi searched for the address.

It didn't take too much searching as shi found the studio. Not that you could miss it; it was a massive collection of lots of shops, allotments and outlets.

When shi fetched up at the aforementioned address however, the door was closed, the windows were blackened so shi couldn't see inside and the place looked to be deserted.

"What am I doing, this looks shady as all hell," Talula muttered before the vixen's words echoed through hir head.

'I can help you, you know.'

Sighing heavily, shi decided to get it over with. Shi had probably been pranked and it was an abandoned building, a wild goose chase.

Raising hir fist, shi knocked three times before a hidden slot slid open and a pair of eyes peered through it.

"Password," the voice, deep and husky, said.

"P-password? I was never told there would be a password," Talula said, suddenly getting a foreboding feeling.

"Were you given a card?" the voice asked, "if you know of us, I assume you least have that on you?"

"Yes, yes here," shi said, sliding it through the slot.

A short moment later, there was the sound of a bolt sliding and the door smoothly swung open, revealing a large Tiger Taur. Her arms were ripped with muscle and looked like she would stand for no nonsense.

Nodding to Talula, the tiger taur gave a small smile. "Welcome to High Tail studios and club, enjoy yourself," she smiled, giving the wolf taur a firm smack on the rear, making hir yelp and skitter off through the dimly illuminated corridors.

The throb of music boomed from one room, to which Talula took a quick peek through, only for hir eyes to go wide. Everyone was completely naked, not a strip of clothing on their furred torsos. More to the point all the ones serving in the club all were like hirself, though shi did notice with embarrassment none could hold a candle to hir breast size.

The thought alone was enough to cause hir member to stir in hir thick sheath and by sheer strength of will, Talula managed to keep it under control.

As a canine taur exited the studio, shi cleared hir throat and asked if shi knew where Fierra was.

"Why yes, that sweet tail works in Studio 143 at the end, shi's a streamer to all her fans," shi said before smiling. "This Is a no clothing zone so off with this ugly cape," the canine said, whizzing off Talula's cape before shi could stop hir.

There was a brief pause when Talula's eight massive breasts were exposed, the canine taur staring for a few seconds. But before shi could say anything, Talula let out a distressed howl before jumping hir.

"Give me that back, right now!" shi cried out in panic, forgetting there were others like that here. Being so exposed had hir feeling vulnerable, feeling like a torrent of remarks were about to bombard hir. About being regarded as unclean!

"Ow! Are you nuts?" Shi growled as Talula bit and clawed until shi had hir cape before a door flew open, the wolf taur whipping hir head about in panic until hir eyes settled on Fierra.

"What is going on here?" She stated crossly before seeing the wild look in Talula's eyes and the canine taur with a bleeding hand. "Oh dear...this may have been a mistake," she said softly before calling for someone from first aid to attend the canine, then draped the cape about the shaking Talula and guided hir into a quiet office.

However, Talula was distracted by hir own trauma induced panic when shi saw Fierra was now somehow sporting now an extra eight DD breasts on her feral underside when there had been no sign before, just a really fluffy belly.

"I-whah-how?" Talula panted in ragged breaths, hir eyes looking to the point of going full feral in hir upset confusion.

"Talula please, take some deep breaths. Breathe!" Fierra commanded hir, matching hir feral look with her own stern gaze. "You're safe here, so don't worry," Fierra said in a more soothing tone, trying to get the wolf taur to calm down.

Shi took a few deep, shuddering breaths before closing hir eyes, seeming to focus on hir own breath before slowly opening them and then hor muzzle, only to say.

"What kind of hell hole have you invited me to?!" shi said with hir fists balled up, looking ready to punch Fierra.

"This," the vixen taur said in a voice of forced patience, "isn't a hell hole, this is a secret club where the gifted can gather. We can be ourselves, be unashamed and show ourselves to the countless secret admirers we have out there."

"Gifted?" Talula said, taken aback by the word. "And what about yourself? Are those real or fake? You had no under breasts last time I saw you," shi said, feeling hir confusion override hir anger.

"Oh I assure you, these girls are as real as your own, though not as large I will admit. We hide ourselves with a camouflage harness. We take a sample of the individual's fur, then rapidly grow the fur in our lab and then we make a harness so we don't get prosecuted among the blind."

"Look, I've already made my mind up, you're wasting your time. As soon as they have a free spot in the breast clinic I'm having these under breasts operated on," Talula said, making to leave, only to find a hand holding hir's.

"Please, it would be such a waste. Could you not at least give me a chance to convince you that you belong here?" Fierra said, a genuine hurt look in her beautiful face and a pleading edge to her tone.

Pulling hir ears back in frustration, Talula gave a deep sigh, her tail flicking as shi warred between annoyance and...something else, shi wasn't sure what yet.

"You have until the end of today to convince me otherwise. I will warn you, you probably won't. And you should all get seen as well, it isn't right having all this excess baggage."

This really hurt Fierra, her own ears pulling back and a small snarl escaping her muzzle as she bared teeth, making Talula back away.

"There is nothing wrong. With. US!" She shouted the last part before taking some calming breaths of her own, continuing on in a calmer, if not restrained, tone of voice.

"I know you come from a place of hurt," Fierra said, opening her hazel eyes once more. "I know, I once was like that. My parents were always poor, they could never afford to pay for my surgery as I developed them in higher learning. People used to make fun of me, assault me, cop a feel, tell me maybe I should be stock at a milking farm. It scarred me!"

Talula waited patiently, hir own heart feeling like lead as the fox taur echoed hir childhood.

"I became a recluse at 16 and wasted my life locked in a small room. When I turned 18 however, things took a turn for the better. On a rare trip to shops, I ran into someone who said they could help me. That I was not impure, but of a higher breed than the rest of the taurs. I was just about broke, was going to be kicked out of my apartment soon and grabbed the offered help out of desperation. It turned out to be the best choice of my life."

Fierra paused for drama, when she saw Talula looking on, not trying to hide hir scepticism, the fox taur smiled and walked towards a bookcase.

"I thought it would take more than my words alone to convince you. Here," she said and slid the book across.

Glancing down, the cover was worn and dusty but it read, 'The True History of the Taur.'

Opening the first few pages, shi skimmed through the text, until shi came to the first image.

"This can't be real...right?" Talula said, turning the book around to show an old photograph of a pure white vixen, breasts larger than hir own with eight under breasts, being worshipped and adornments that signified she was very powerful, akin to royalty.

"It is very real, that was one of the last queens of our planet, a history now expunged almost everywhere before the rebels managed to overthrow her, establishing a bureaucracy and establishing their own laws that it was bestial and shameful. People like us back in the day, were considered more pure and powerful for we represented fertility and a closer connection to our feral roots. Now, we are made to feel it is wrong, to the point of shaming us."

As Fierra spoke, Talula continued to read through the book, soaking it in, trying to look for something, anything that would give it away as a fake.

When shi closed the book after fifteen minutes, shi looked lost, dumbfounded.

"So...it isn't shameful, or sinful? Being born like this?"

Fierra placed a hand gently on hir own larger hand and smiled, shaking her head.

"The five percent of us born like this were once worshipped by society, if anyone is in the wrong it is the asshats in power. This club was created for people like us, and the thousands of secret admirers we have. It is kept hush hush, but there are those who admire people like us, they just keep it hidden."

"You have...admirers?" Talula said, a wistful tone entering hir voice now at the thought, as though the concept was alien to hir. Shi had been shunned plenty, given plenty of disgusted and snide looks growing up. So the thought that there were people who actually would love for who shi was seemed to shake up the world as shi knew it.

Talula wasn't sure shi was ready for this world, for hir view on reality to be shaken so violently.

"I...need to go home and think about it Fierra," shi said softly, picking the book up, "do you mind if I take this home with me, I promise I won't let anyone know about it. I just need some time and to have a good in-depth read to wrap my head around all of this."

The vixen taur looked down about hir response, but shi had also had it rough for longer, so she couldn't blame hir.

"Sure, just please...be careful. We're trusting our way of life in your paws," Fierra said, suddenly getting a gut wrenching image of Talula turning hir back on them and reporting their secret club.

"I won't, I promise," the wolf taur said with a weak smile before Fierra escorted hir out the building with her phone number should shi need it.

A week went by before Fierra got a phone call from Talula.

"Hey, I got a call from the breast clinic about giving me a place for the surgery," shi said to the vixen.

"O-oh...I see," she said, the resignation in her tone speaking volumes that she assumed the worst, that Talula had rejected their world and wanted hir gift removed.

"I told them I had a change of heart," shi said, before adding, "I want to give a go at being accepted, about seeing things through your eyes."

*

The following month was very interesting to say the least. Talula had been received with much praise and awe from the rest of the taurs at the studio with lots welcoming hir into the fold.

Not to say it was easy for hir to shed hir inhibitions, but with a lot of coaxing and encouragement, little by little shi let hir guard down and a little after two Taur weeks (about three Earth weeks.) shi was finding a whole new outtake on life.

Shi watched hir now new friend Fierra with her shows, blushing profusely as on private streaming she would display her eight breasts, laying on a large couch to drape her legs over and gently kneading her under-breasts with her feral taur paws. She put on quite a show for half an hour, giving all sorts of angles and Talula saw on a feed how she had about a thousand viewers donating, sending love hearts and reading some of the feed, some praising and others...very graphic what they would like to do to her.

Talula also had a job now; serving drinks at the studio cafe, though hir uniform still included a cape over hir taur half. Shi may be more accepting of the truth but there was a lot of trauma and damage to undo before shi could fully accept who shi was. No amount of praise or curiosity would get hir to leave hirself uncovered.

It was on one of these days during the end of Fierra's live broadcast that the fox taur had an idea. There was very little progress been made with hir, and she could tell Talula had a thing for her. But she couldn't take hir on as her mate whilst shi was still in partial denial.

Shi stood back at the studio, hir shaft peeking between hir large breasts though thanks to aids they had invented, shi now had something to keep hir rear breasts parted enough so shi didn't give hirself a titjob when erect.

"Thank you all, you've been wonderful. But before I go I'd like to bring on a special guest, a very close friend of mine," Fierra said as she quickly trotted off and indicated to the camera taur to swing the camera towards Talula, much to hir dismay.

"W-what, no! Stop!" Talula cried out as Fierra whipped hir cloak away and put her arm around hir shoulders.

"Please, just try, for us," Fierra whispered in hir ear, making Talula blush at the implication.

"This is Talula, a friend and new worker at the cafe here. Let hir know if you think shi should get up on stage with me in future shows," Fierra said with her dazzling fox smile.

Talula had covered hir eyes, trying to pretend shi wasn't there when Fierra forced hir hands down. "Look," she said gently in hir ear at the large screen on the wall.

It was flooded with love hearts, praise and how wonderful the audience thought they would be together.

When Talula looked around from screen one, to screen two, seeing all the comments with more than a few saying Fierra <3 Talula, shi felt something give inside hir.

These people liked hir...for all shi was.

"See, not everyone is as blind," Fierra said softly again in hir ear as the wolf taur gazed around at the flood of comments, blushing at the comments about how beautiful hir breasts were and how shi had a really nice shaft.

When shi caught hirself on the main screen, shi saw with some dismay at how shi was fully erect from the excitement, bobbing with every movement.

"Nothing about our body is to be ashamed of Talula, and I will make you aware of that, even if it takes all of our lives," Fierra said to hir. And without warning, kissed hir on the muzzle.

Taken by complete surprise, Talula's eyes widened and shi tried to backpedal, never having been kissed in hir life, shi wasn't sure what to do as both hir hearts hammered.

Then shi felt Fierra's arm wrap around hir and a thumb gently stroke across hir nape, soothing hir like one would a kid.

As the panic subsided, Talula felt a new emotion awaken in hir.

Letting Fierra lead, shi kissed back, angling muzzle to lock and explore, seeming to forget they were on camera before a cough sounded from one of the taurs in the studio.

Sheepishly, they both broke the kiss, seeing the feed flooded with praise and adoration, "So, feel like giving it a try on stage?" Fierra smiled, holding hir hands in her own.

A brief pause followed before Talula nodded with an answering smile.

"Yes," shi said softly before they both turned and waved at the cameras.