Longview to Eggs
#155 of Patreon Reward Vignettes
Sixth vignette for FA: Razz ! Bit of a sequel to last month's, with Kassidy jerking off by fisting his ovipositor cock.
It gets a little indulgent but Razz okayed it hehe.
Contains: Alien Anatomy, Horsecock Ovipositor, Masturbation, References to Previous Stories, Urethral Fingering, Thoughts About Cock Vore, Cock Mandibles, Greedy Anatomy, Urethral Fisting, Horny Stream of Consciousness, Thoughts on Unusual Digestion, Thoughts on Reformation and Repeated Consumption and Messy Eggasm
I am what folks refer to as an Object of Desire where I get gratification out of being seen as desirable to people so uh, yeah I wrote about a guy jerking off to thoughts of my character with him in various kinky situations.
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Kassidy felt his jeans creaking with the strain of the bulge forming behind his fly. The ringtail carefully unzipped and unbuttoned in front and back, letting the denim slip away. He was in his living room fully exposed, but he didn't care. Wasn't as though anyone was home, and if someone decided to look in through the window that wasn't his fault when he was on the third floor of an apartment complex.
He hooked his thumbs into his bulging boxer-briefs and tugged them down, allowing his arousal to flop forward. It had already started swelling faster, straining the soft knit after the denim was gone, but with no restraints at all, the alabaster endowment was surging against its own weight, trying to stand up despite its girth.
The ringtail gave his equine-shaped rod help in that department by flopping backwards onto his couch, resulting in the white flesh slapping against his tee shirt. He placed one set of bicolored finger pads against the underside beneath the medial ring, stroking downward towards his sheath. Certainly, he had to deal with this arousal, but what would be the subject of his self-pleasure?
Then Kassidy's mind wandered back to that anonymous lay he had a few weeks prior down at the club. Cute needy skunk girl who ended up having to be driven home from just how laden with his eggs she had been. He grasped around his cock and started to stroke up and down, squeezing as he thought about how snug her folds gripped him, the tight passage beyond rippling needily... those cute noises she made every time he thrust deeper.
He added his left hand to the stroking and adjusted the fingers of his right hand to tease at the slit at the tip of his blunt, equine tip. His claws teased the edge of the opening as it leaked slick, staying nearly stationary as his other hand stroked at nearly a blurred speed.
He remembered the look on her face when he'd finally pulled out, expended of his overabundance of eggs. She was barely awake after a good thirty-two orgasms over the course of the night. He could have...
Kassidy bit his lip. Lewd thoughts burst to the surface without his conscious guidance now.
He could have grasped her cute cheeks in his hands and stuffed her pointed muzzle into his gaping cock. He could have used her to refill his depleted supply of eggs.
He grunted, shoving his index and middle fingers into the slit of his cock, stretching it out easily. He ground his finger pads in along the internal surface as his mind soared with the thought of getting her all the way into his nuts, to process down...
He felt a familiar twitch in the root of his shaft, but not the one most would be accustomed to. At the same time, the tip of his shaft unfolded like mandibles, the inside sucking eagerly on his fingers.
Kassidy trembled. On one hand, he might have overdone it on those predatory thoughts. On the other... he stuffed that other hand straight down into his cock, thumb and fingers arranged in a fisting position.
As he drove the bulge of his knuckles below his medial ring, he imagined grasping that cute skunk girl and cocking her again and again. Different situations, different methods... but always she'd squirm so wonderfully.
He bit his lip, imagining her flustered face getting eclipsed by the mandibles of his xenocock closing back into their equine arrangement to seal her away inside him. Beautiful. He'd have to film that.
Then he thought of her curves filling his sac as that long tail of hers slurped away into his shaft like a bundle of noodles. How she'd writhe and press around, stretching him out as her consumption was assured.
Or he could start with her tail. Grasp it and shove it into the gape of his greedy member. Drag her succulent hips to their fate at his lust's hunger. His greed forcing her to bend over as her thighs were pressed to her belly and her massive tail stewed, already being processed in his sac.
Kassidy stuffed his hand down, feeling his cock swallowing around his fingers, greedy to be fed. He kept from letting himself go too deep, but at the same time his hips were compulsively bucking. His body wanted whatever was intruding in his cock consumed...
Her face bulging out his sac, framed by her hands as he clenched. His balls would squeeze down on her tightly as she wantonly moaned. She'd be unable to press out soon enough. That skunk girl would be forced to bundle up as his nuts crashed down around her. How she'd moan as her body softened.
Eventually gave in...
She would make so many new eggs. Kassidy panted softly as he imagined the load of eggs she'd produce for him. So many off-white and translucent like those he'd pumped into her, but one egg.
One egg would be black and white like her fur. The egg he'd keep. He could remake her from that, if he wanted. And he'd want to. He'd want to stuff her back into his sac and turn her into eggs all over again. And again. And again.
His thumb and fingers were suddenly parted by a gel egg shoving up from deep inside him, the pressure suddenly shifting. Kassidy tugged his hand free and grunted, his other hand holding on tight around the base of his alabaster cock as eggs started to pump out onto his shirt, onto the couch, into his fur...
He panted... unloading in a cute girl was usually a lot less cleanup for him... a cute skunk girl...