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Independent Study

Eve swayed her hips broadly as she walked her way down the street, chirping and whistling as she sipped a boba tea. Her tail feathers ruffled behind her and her talons tapped the concrete of the sidewalk with every step. Eve was a gorgeous, slim bird with voluptuous assets and she knew it; that's why she loved to show it off! She was wearing only a short skirt that barely made it to the bottom of her rump and a tank top that barely covered her nipples, with nothing underneath. This blue-feathered bird had plenty to share and was not shy about it, not anymore! Not since arriving in Klyneth.

Or, more specifically, not since regaining her confidence with the help of Ilorek and Valencia.

Well, she was still a little shy. She actually could have gone naked through town had she wanted to, but still wasn't quite to the point where she'd strut around, nude as the day she hatched. Clothing was optional in the region thanks to a recent law put into place that kept disparity between quadruped and biped kind in terms of clothing requirements. For the longest time, quads were not expected to wear clothes since it was very difficult to get garments that kept their modesty while bipeds had that option and thus were expected to cover up. This was seen as unjust, and thus the laws were changed so that nobody had to wear clothes in public, yet most bipeds still did.

She did, too, even if she secretly would have preferred nudity. Her wings were her arms, so she found it equally challenging to fit in a shirt as any quad would find it to fit into pants. She had plenty of self-confidence and a great sense of self-image, but she wasn't quite to the point where she would just expose herself to anyone; that sort of confidence needed to be built over time.

Her story was complicated and full of trials and tribulations, but had come to lead her to Klyneth, where she was living her happy ending. When she first arrived in Klyneth she was shy, reserved, and a little self-conscious about her body, but when she found that the circumstances that drove her here seemed to alter her biology in a way that made her unique, she found her self worth. Not only that, but she came to realize that that her prior curse was actually a blessing!

Eve's body was highly resistant to almost all forms of tissue damage. This meant that she had absurd levels of flexibility and her flesh was highly resistant to cuts and bruises. And given her sexual nature and growing sense of self-worth, this perk manifested in the bedroom, meaning no partner was too big or too rough for her. Sure, she felt the intensity but she never had to worry about being harmed.

When she met Ilorek in the park, he took a curiosity to this very appealing feature and helped to see if they could find a limit to her abilities. He ran a ranch with plenty of ferals of all shapes and sizes, and none of them were too much for her, not even the Ulokar with cocks lined by barbs and ridges and flares and knots all at once. Fisting, eggplay, full-sized dragons, none were too much for her. Sure, she could end up intensely sore for days and would even occasionally end up loose and sloppy for just as long, but not once did she feel like she went too far, and not once were there any permanent wounds on her. By morning, her body was as taut as before, inside and out.

But most of their experiments were lacking in personal intimacy. Ilorek was a kind scholar with the cock of a stallion and gryphon combined, but he tended to be very academic in his approach. That was fine in some circumstances and he helped to convince her of her upper limits of malleability, but that wasn't why she sought these answers. It wasn't for science, it was for her own personal recreation.

So she left The Ranch. She and Ilorek parted on amiable terms as she chose to explore her body at her own pace, in her own way, with the partners of her chosing. Ilorek respected this and offered her a return at any time, an offer she did feel she'd be happy to indulge at some time, just not yet. She needed some time away. She needed to rediscover herself before she went back to testing her limits.

Eve's journey brought her back to Klyneth, where she was regularly scoping out the western region of the city, where the clothing optional statute was even more poignant since it was an adults-only area. The region was very adamant about sexuality not being taboo. This meant that pretty much anything was permitted there as long as it was consensual. This was where she found The Near and Dear, an establishment that was equal parts strip club, bar, restaurant, and brothel. It was a place for adults to go and indulge in their fantasies while also enjoying a fine meal or getting a drink.

It was the nexus of all that West Klyneth represented. And it was exactly the sort of place that Eve loved to visit. Nightly. Scratch that, daily. The moment she discovered the Near and Dear, she couldn't help but get involved. She danced a few times, partnered up in the brothel a few times, and found the food there to be shockingly good so she ate most of her meals there, too.

Weeks of this led to her getting a paycheque from there. She didn't even know she was working, she just thought she was having fun. As it turned out, the dancing and sex work was protected by a union and thus all who performed there got paid. And got paid well. She made more doing this than she got from Ilorek when they were doing science together! It was more fun, too.

So that was what she was up to, spending her days frequenting the Near and Dear, scoping out the biggest and most fun partners to do a bit of independent studies into her body's abilities. And on this day, she was happily sipping her tea and chirping to some music when she saw an old friend of hers on the other side of the road! One she met in the Near and Dear named Spike! A quadruped dragon of orange scales with black and yellow spots as well as a swept-back mane of spines. He was walking next to a taller, furred blue and gray wyvern.

Spike saw her and happily waved with his wing. "Eve!" He called out with excitement.

She waved back with her wing arm, the straw from her tea still in her beak. "Hey!" She quickened her pace to meet him near a bench in the median divider of the busy street, happily greeting him with a series of chirps and trills. The street was divided in two, with vehicles and bikes on either side of a narrow strip of park benches, raised planters, and bushes. A mini-park between the lanes.

They all met up and offered each other a casual talon and wing bump. Eve looked up Spike and his blue-feathered friend. "I haven't seen you around lately! And who's this gorgeous friend of yours?"

"This is Suco, old friend of mine!" Spike leaned in with a grin to whisper, "And I imagine you'll have just as much fun with him as you do with me!"

She couldn't help but lean back to get a casual glance between Suco's hind legs to see what he was packing. He widened his stance to let her see that he had only a slit and no externals showing. "Good to hear. But how have you been?"

Spike's spines ruffled in waves starting at the back of his head and going down his spine. "Oh, work has been busy. Doing a lot of stuff over at The House with the packing and distribution of the potion fruits, and we're getting ready for another big season. That's why you haven't seen me for a few days. Lots of work, plenty busy. How about you? Been with any big boys lately?"

"Oh, every day. Yesterday, I-" she stopped her explanation mid-sentence as another passerby gave her a casually dirty look. She then matched this canine's gaze with a grin and simply said. "Penis."

The she-wolf rolled her eyes and kept walking, leaving just Eve, Spike, and Suco in the median strip. There weren't many others walking in this part of town this early in the day; it was a week day and it was the first of the week, most adults were either recovering from the weekend or working.

Eve huffed and continued. "I met up with a hippogryph mare and you won't believe it, she thought she could handle more than me! You should have seen this brash mare, she was like twice my size and, you know, equine so she is naturally far sloppier in every way. So we did a dance off while others watched, letting different patrons have their way with us, and she bailed out when Nantang showed up. She tried her best but hoo boy, she took one look at that cock and practically fainted!"

"No way! Mares are so...stretchy!" Spike laughed.

"And more stubbourn than a bulldog!" Suco added, half-grinning. It was clear he wasn't as comfortable talking so openly about such intimate things in a public setting. Unlike Spike and Eve, this wasn't his usual comfort zone, while the other two treated sex and intimacy no more taboo than a lovely meal or watching TV with a friend. Very casual, very common. To them, talking about mare pussy malleability was no different than discussing the sliding scale of fantasy to sci-fi in their favourite TV shows or the spiciness scale in the foods they could handle.

If curious, Eve could handle far spicier food than Spike.

Eve then flopped down on the closest bench, the one at the end of the strip between the lanes, with her wing arm up on the back rest with her tea in hand. She raised her one knee and wrapped her talon around the edge of the bench, the angle clearly showing off what was under her skirt to both Spike and Suco. "So stubbourn, but I won. And you know what was the best? I beat her anally. Didn't even use my pussy that night. She was angry. Grunted and nickered her way out of the brothel!"

Spike and Suco both laughed. "And everybody clapped?" Spike joked.

"Naw, folks were more interested in fapping. I guess that's a kind of clapping, if you're juicy about it." She shifted in place, deliberately angling her hips so they could see better. Not only was she plump, but she was juicy. Basically, ever since heading out on her own she was perpetually aroused at least a little, that's why she was constantly drinking. Her fluids were flowing and it didn't take much at all for her to lift her tail feathers to those she trusted. Spike was a person she trusted, and she could practically taste the arousal on him.

He tipped his head to the side and licked his lips. "Are you trying to tell me something?"

She simply grabbed the edge of her skirt and wiggled it up her thigh so that her plump pink lips glistened in the morning sun. "You tell me!"

"Right here?"

"Why not? Have you got anywhere to be?" She continued to tease by parting her lips with her feather-fingers, revealing that her flesh was pristine. She may have indulged herself frequently and intensely, but whenever she was done and her hole returned to normal her hormones started to flood her and demand attention. It was getting to the point where she didn't feel satisfied unless she was sore and sloppy and half hanging out of herself. And of course, she was fully tight this day and had a lot to offer.

Spike chuffed a bit and glanced around to see if anyone was nearby. There were not others within eyesight and no cars driving nearby, so he didn't feel too self-conscious about the fact that his cock was slowly slipping from its depths to drool into a puddle beneath him. A moment later, he caught a whiff of a stiff, acrid aroma nearby, drawing his attention to see that Suco was similarly exposed and leaking. "Well, I do have work, but I don't think they'll mind if I take a few minutes."

"Glad to hear it!" Eve trilled at him as she slipped a single finger into herself, smearing her fluids all over her wing-tip in the process.

Fortunately the pair of them had enough history that neither felt the need to further confirm consent. They knew their limits and expectations, and the thrill of perhaps getting caught or seen in the middle of West Klyneth excited them both.

Spike wasted no time leaping forward and diving in between her legs, nuzzling her inner thighs and nibbling her feathers while creeping his way under her skirt. He ended with his snout partially covered by her garment, leaving his eyes just far enough back that he could smile up at her as he pressed his lips to hers, tongue extending out to probe her. In an odd sense, the skirt gave him just enough modesty to act without worry about being seen; it gave him the confidence to act as though he were in private.

Which meant he was eager and aggressive in his slobbery licks. He pushed right into her so that he was slamming her rump against the back of the bench, using every one of his neck muscles to not only aid in his tongue's thrusts in and out of her silken depths, but also to twist his head and grind his lips against her flesh, teasing her clit all the while. She tasted wonderful, so much so that he couldn't help but lap up every last drop she leaked into his gullet.

Eve, quickly descending into lustful instinct, grabbed him by one of the frills on the back of his head and made him look up at her while she wrapped her legs around his head, interlocking her talons to keep him from pulling out. "Got you at a good time?" She asked in a huff.

"It's a long story, but I'm always-MMFPH!" He tried to answer but was silenced the moment she threw her head back and started grinding into him with all her might. To his delight, her flesh was actually stretching to envelop his tapered snout, the pussy walls pulsating and getting looser at the apex of each and every throb.

But it wasn't her pussy that shocked him the most. While he was certainly able to wiggle around a bit inside her, his tongue probing her depths and exploring well into her womb, it was the image of her urethra resting on his snout right between his eyes that caught his attention. It was a perfect circle, the opening extending and pulsating like it was gasping for something, eager to be filled up.

Spike wasn't usually into that kind of thing, but the promptness of the situation and his casual exhibitionism bolstered him enough to have him grab her by the tail feathers and pull her back so that he slipped out of her with a glorious, guttural squelch, leaving her pussy gaping and her cervix grinding against her opening, begging to be filled. He wanted to, but his curiosity got the better of him. He pressed his upper lip to her clit and extended his tongue, finding the entrance with his pointed tip.

Eve paused her grinding for a moment to pull her skirt up, allowing her to not only see the mess she'd left on his snout but also his golden yellow eyes looking up at her. She wasn't expecting him to go for that hole, her urethra, but she wasn't going to stop him. Her body's malleability extended to every orifice, and that was an entrance she couldn't find as many partners to explore as she'd like. She was happy to rear back and let him do his work, casually chirping to the sky, her voice echoing off the buildings on either side of the road.

Out of the corner of her eye she could see some onlookers on the second and third stories of the buildings, each with binoculars and phones to get a better look. She'd best put on a show, so she grabbed the waist of her skirt and pulled it up over her body, struggling to have it go over her wing arms before tossing it to the side all while Spike's tongue was tensing up and doing its best to plunge into her urethra. She followed this up by doing the same with her tank top, exposing herself fully to any and all who wanted to get a look.

She was usually a bit more reserved. At first. It didn't take much for her to let her lusty side take over and for her more brash behaviours to control her. While she was mostly able to maintain composure, the moment she saw cock it changed the way she thought. She could go from being meek and polite to being demanding and exhibitionist in a heartbeat with the right partner, and Spike was that partner on this day.

But she was a little worried about his buddy, Suco, who had been standing off to the side, politely waiting to take his turn. He was fully erect and his tapered, dolphin-like cock was drooling in the puddle made by Spike, the head steadily throbbing and leaking his own to add to the concoction. He was mostly just staring at Spike, who was still nuzzling and tonguing Eve's depths.

What made Eve the most excited was that Spike was a strong dragon with a strong tongue. Though his tip had only barely wormed its way into her urethral opening at first, it didn't take long for his persistence to pay off as his saliva lubricated her passage and he was able to wriggle more and more into her. His tapered tongue stretched her urethral ridge, bulging it into her pussy as it snaked and slithered and squirmed to get deeper, not giving up any advancement even as he started rolling it in waves to grind up against her G-spot, the bulge of erogenous tissue lining her anterior wall.

And since there was one less layer of flesh between his tongue and her sensitive tissue, it was triggering her even deeper than it would have had it been a pussy probing. A deep, powerful pleasure that burst from her loins every time his tongue did a licking motion inside her without actually moving. Usually, an internal orgasm was deep, rumbling, and dull in a way that felt broad and encompassing, but this was different. This was like someone had pressed a claw directly on her g-spot, a sharp and shocking pleasure that shot up her spine and made every feather on her body inflate and widen, vibrating as a deep trill came from her gullet.

This was glorious for her, but it was a bit of a surprise for Spike as his tongue protruded deeper, bursting into her bladder where he got a tangy taste of warmth. He recoiled a bit at first, but then shrugged, flicked his frills, and then pressed deeper into her, using his tongue to massage her depths even more, the caress loosening her up enough to break the levee and let her bladder empty right into his throat.

She tried to clench, to keep it from gushing out, but she was losing control. The pleasure that hit her depths was loosening her more and more with each passing second, and the feeling of the dragon's tongue splaying about inside her, sloshing her inner liquids and lashing her bladder walls mixed with the glorious sensation of his tongue muscles caressing her urethral walls took its toll on her. She threw her head back and pressed down with all her might, abdomen clenching to squeeze her bladder, emptying it fully past his tongue and into his gullet.

The warm, golden mess splashed off his teeth and lips, pooling in his gums and falling to the ground to mix into the puddle of slimy lubricant that she'd been leaking over the side of the park bench. He did all he could to counter the pressure, but there wasn't much he could do to combat both the twitching of her muscles and the squeezing of her bladder past the seal of his tongue. He had no choice but to relax and let her warmth flow over him.

She chirped and twitched as his tongue struggled to stay inside, and before long she gave a hefty grunt that forced him completely out, resulting in her bladder emptying completely onto his face. The pearly mess of her ejaculate mixed with the golden yellow from her bladder on the ground before being absorbed into the dirt and gravel beneath them.

Spike was about to take this opportunity to mount her but was pushed aside by Suco, who had been waiting patiently for too long. His prehensile, tapered cock was slithering in place, belching out precum, and making a bit of a fuss as it begged for attention. Part of Spike wanted to protest, but he knew his buddy needed some love, too.

So Suco head-rammed Spike out of the way and leapt up onto the bench, his wing arms on the back rest so that he was looking down at her. Normally his partners would blush or be shy in some manner or another when dominated like this, but Eve smiled up at him with a gape-grin and a look of determination, ready to take him.

His cock came to rest on her lower belly, slithering to smear his natural lubricant all over her belly feathers before he found the right angle to aim the tip at her slit. The drake growled a bit as he leaned into her, his tapered length forcing its way into her depths. It took him a moment to realize that she was a bit tighter than expected, considering her boast from earlier about taking more than a mare.

She grinned up at him and reached down to wrap a wing-hand around the base of his shaft, guiding him in deeper. This was when he'd realized that he had somehow entered her urethra, which had been left gaping in the absence of Spike's tongue. The angle and the distention of her flesh guided his prehensile cock into that hole rather than her pussy, even though her pussy was much easier.

The moment he realized this he simply huffed and growled some more, bucking so hard his furred belly pressed against hers, the entire length of his cock buried in her flesh. Her urethra was smoother than the supple wrinkles of a pussy, but he didn't mind; his smooth cock paired it perfectly and he had no problems forcing himself deeper and deeper with every thrust.

Very different from most mountings, this one had his cock tip splaying around in her bladder once that part of her opened up. The urethral passage held his base half snug, leaving the other half to slap around like a tentacle inside her; internally, he wondered if this was what it was like to knot someone, to have a tight bit squeezing his base tight while the rest explored deeper.

He had little time to say or do anything about it, as he was quickly coming to climax. He'd caressed himself while waiting to push Spike out of the way, and now he just needed to finish. They were in public, he didn't want to be exposed for longer than he had to yet he still needed to relieve himself or suffer the wrath of unspent gonads. Now it was Spike's turn to sit by and wait.

All the while, Eve was doing what she could to contain herself by wrapping her wings around Suco's, legs up and knees wide to ensure the drake had no obstruction. The pressure of his thick cock - which was as thick as any horse's at the base - against her G-spot from within her urethra was keeping her in a constant state of bliss, leaving her to writhe and chirp cutely to herself. She didn't even have the wherewithal to notice that his squirming cock was bulging her lower belly, each rope of his length making a distinct bulge for only a moment before descending back into her to keep exploring.

And that was when he found something even more intense, deeper, and tighter. While his cock was flailing about in her bladder, his spade-shaped, tapered tip got stuck in a rut somewhere on the opposite end. The ureter, the tiny little passage between bladder and kidney. With one more measured buck of his hips, his tip was forced into that part of her, showing once and for all that no tissue was vulnerable, that any passage could accommodate a cock!

His tip curled inside, tugging on her kidneys from there as his pleasure built and came to an explosive climax. His length pulsated and pumped wave after wave into her depths as far as it could go, inflating her kidney with cum with the sort of pressure that made her feel deeply uncomfortable yet simultaneously more turned on than she'd ever been.

Eve felt like someone had kidney-punched her, but the impact sensation subsided as her organs inflated with drake seed, giving her a more plump and warm sensation for a split second before Suco pulled out, bringing out her urethra and bladder with it, leaving her entire urinary tract flopped out between her legs and sloppily leaking cum and golden warmth in a pearly mess.

Her entire system could be seen, having turned inside out, her bladder gaped at the end and her urethra inverted, both kidneys now left just inside her, leaving her pussy a double-bulge like she was knotted, only that's not what was bulging inside her.

The cum continued to leak out of her as both Spike and Suco stared at what they made. Suco was finally relieved of his tension and was finally thinking right. "Are you okay?"

Eve huffed and chirped and trilled, her beak agape and chattering as the pressure in her kidney continued to press down on her G-spot and perpetuate her orgasm.

Spike leaned in close to see what he could do, only to pull back. "I've seen this before, just give her time." He joked, right as he was about to leap up onto her unresponsive body. "If nothing else, I could help her out a bit!" And with that, he used his own cock to scoop up her inverted urinary tract and start stuffing it back in her through her urethra, adeptly stuffing a bit at a time until he, too, was buried to the hilt inside her.

She grabbed him by the frills and held on as she leaned into him, pushing off the bench to roll him onto his back with her riding him cowgirl. She said nothing, but spoke volumes by the vigour in which she bounced on his cock, feeling his length stuff every bit of that passage back up into her.

Before long, she could tell everything was back in place well enough to get rough again, so she bared down and pushed out with all her might, collapsing her pussy, urethra, and rump passage all to her entrances, resulting in three distinct rosebuds smearing Spike's belly scales. Her anal rose was bright red and layered, her pussy rose a lighter pink and accented by her cervix poking out the tip, and he urethral rose a flower wrapped around the base of his cock, outside of her body and nearly forced into his slit.

All at once he had no more strength to hold back. The cum from his buddy pushed against him and threatened to force him out while the layers of folded flesh caressed his length, bringing him to an intense climax that added his mess to what was already there.

The force of her pushing down and him clenching to squeeze his essence into her forced his cock out of her, leaving it to spray slimy webbing all over his belly and her inner thighs before resting. He grunted and writhed as she continued to grind on the underside of his shaft, leaving him satisfied but still willing to continue.

It was then that a peculiar figure stood over the pair of them. A blue, gray, and punk doe with long bunny-like ears, a cute little button nose, and a pair of jewellery-adorned antlers. She wore a satchel over her side but nothing else and had a rather equine-looking pair of lips between her legs. She put her hands on her broad hips and tapped her hoof impatiently as her cute bunny tail waggled behind her. "Excuse me, what are you doing?" She asked, mostly looking at Spike.

Spike didn't recognize this girl. "Excuse me, I-"

"You're supposed to clean up after yourself, don't just leave a mess on a lady, sheesh!" the doe then got down onto her knees and cradled Spike's upper body, eagerly licking up as much of his mess that had escaped, ending by guiding Eve back to the bench and orally servicing her so that everything was back in place and there was no remaining mess. Once she was done, she glanced back at Spike and Suco. "You can leave now, I'll take her from here."

Suco and Spike were confused and shared a shrug. Neither knew what to say, so Spike simply looked past the doe to Eve. "You okay with this?"

Eve could only weakly nod while squirming in place, thighs clenched shut to tease her own lips.

"Alright, I'll see you around." Spike offered. He then glared at the doe as he walked by. "But I'm watching you." He and Suco then finished crossing the road and went on with their day, with Spike heading to work at The House.

This left the doe on the bench next to Eve, who had assumed a doggy-style position on her knees, bent over the back rest. "The name's Fidget. You okay?" She extended a paw to shake. It was quite the odd situation given that she just chased away two suitors and was now tending to her.

Eve reached out with her wing and shook Fidget's hand. "Eve. Pleasure to meet you." She got out between ragged breaths. Her loins remained sore and swollen from the beating they'd received, but she was left in a state of mind to simply want more.

Fidget got comfortable sitting next to her on the park bench, slowly smiling as she glanced over. "I admire you, you know." She admitted, her long bunny ears down against her neck.

"Me? Why me? You don't know me!" Eve countered, taken aback. "What makes you say that?"

"Look at you! I don't know what you're doing but I saw what happened and I'm jealous! Ever since I started this potion delivery service I've been experimenting with all sorts of performance enhancing enchantments and I've never quite been able to do that. Urethral penetration? Like I said, I'm jealous!" She leaned back and smiled at the sky, sighing heavily.

Eve found it refreshing to have someone chat with her like this without any hesitation or hushed tones. Just two gals chatting about their sizable kinks. Once she regained enough of her composure and energy, she did her best to reciprocate the conversation. "Y-yeah. Real nice." Was all she could say. She wanted to say more, to encourage her admirer, but she was still throbbing with delight, her holes still loosened up and pulsating inside her while begging for more. That was where her concentration lay.

Fidget could tell that Eve was struggling a bit so she continued. "I use potions to take on larger partners. Sometimes I drink it, sometimes I rub it all over; different methods of absorption means different levels of intensity and duration of effect." She pulled out a teal vial from her satchel. "You want some?"

"No thanks." Eve declined. She was a little confused about why Fidget was here, and the more she thought about it the weirder it was. Her cognitive dissonance about both loving that someone so casually chatted her up about this and the peculiar nature of her arrival was keeping her from engaging fully. Still, her desire to share was overwhelming her apprehension. "I actually don't need potions. I'm like this naturally. More or less."

"Oh?" Fidget's eyes went wide and she grinned, revealing that she had lengthy canine teeth, one of which was chipped at the tip. "That's even more impressive. So all that...is just you? No performance enhancing enchantments?"

Eve nodded. "Yep, all me." She chirped a bit, her every feather fluttering gently as a breeze blew over them, tickling her swollen pussy lips.

"Wow. Good for you! I'd congratulate you on your success but I bet you get a lot of fanboys and fangirls gushing over you. In more ways than one. I won't stink up the place with fan-energy, but I have to say I wish I could do that. I'm pretty capable but I didn't really get into the art of sizeplay until after I started experimenting with potions. I liked bigger partners, but doe bits aren't the same as mare bits." Her eyes lit up and she pointed excitedly. "That's where I saw you! You were at the Near and Dear! You were having a friendly competition with Neera! The owner!"

"Hah! Yeah I did! You were there?" Eve's tone shifted. This wasn't some random passerby, it was someone who must have crossed paths with her and simply didn't have the gusto to introduce herself or find the right time to say hi. "That was a fun night, wasn't it?"

Fidget's little bunny tail wiggled back and forth excitedly. "Yeah, for everyone. What a fun time there, eh? And you say you did all that without any potions? Wow. I'd bow to you if that wasn't awkward. But it would be, so I won't. Anyway, I hope you don't mind my rambling. I tend to get overly excited about stuff. It's my bunny side. Wanna see something cool?" She leaned to the side so that her back was on the arm rest of the bench, one knee up. She waited for Eve to nod in approval before parting her thighs and revealing her plump pussy lips. "All my time with potions has changed me. Look at how big my pussy is!"

"Very big!" Eve complimented. "Honestly looks like a mare!"

"I know! That's what I was going for. Cute little doe-bunny pussy is nice and all but not really all that stretchy. Bucks are long and thin, as are male bunnies. I want more. So, slowly over time, and potions, I got to be more like this. I hope you don't mind me dumping all this on you, I've just not seen many gals my size doin' the things you do and it's nice."

Eve shook her head. "I don't mind, you're right. It is nice." But then, as she was about to continue with her encouragement, she saw a rather thickly-built stallion walk by, rucksack over his back. He was easily head and shoulders taller than both of them and he had been side-glancing at the two naked ladies. He was clearly trying to be polite and not stare, but the bulge in his pants betrayed him. Eve addressed him with a wave of her wing-arm. "You know, you don't gotta stare. If you need a little something before work or school, we're happy to have ya."

He stopped, his hooves clattering on the pavement. "What do you mean?"

Both Eve and Fidget, seemingly on the same wavelength, glanced at each other before getting into position on their knees, bent over the back rest of the bench with tails up and lips exposed. Eve glanced at the stud and grabbed her cheek, prying her rump apart to further reveal her rump, which ever so slightly gaped despite not getting any attention yet. Fidget did the same.

The stud brushed his mane back and put his pack down on the ground next to them. He glanced nervously around to see if there were any others nearby before unzipping his pants and letting his cock flop out, slingshotting some of his arousal onto the ground. He was clearly excited and already erect enough that his head was exposed, none of it needed to unfurl as it was already swelling up. "Don't mind if I do." He stepped between the gals and couldn't decide who he wanted to mount first; Fidget's mare-like pussy was a bit more appealing to his equine nature but Eve's slit looked tighter.

For that reason, he went with Fidget, first. He could slip into her easier. But he didn't neglect Eve. As he pressed his hips to Fidget's, he reached over and slipped a couple fingers into Eve, rubbing her lips and letting his wrist feathering tickle her gaping hole.

Fidget reached out to grab Eve by the wing-hand while her cute little tail wiggled, eager to feel the stud inside. While she'd considered a competition of sorts much like Eve's time with Neera, she instead just wanted to see what they could do. But just before the stud's shaft started sliding between her rump cheeks, she stopped him. "Hold one second." She popped the cork of the potion she had in her other hand and then poured it into her palm before smearing it between her cheeks, applying it directly to the plump flesh of her lips and liberally sliding her fingers into herself. "There ya go."

"What was that?" The stallion asked, his cock throbbing and head pulsating just beyond her cheeks. He wanted to continue, his length was swaying in anticipation, but he seemed well-educated enough to not want to just dive in.

"Just a potion to help me out with big guys like you. Think of it as lube for the tiny." She giggled a bit, then reached back and pried her rump cheeks apart, lightly gaping her slit to show her deep red insides. "Makes it so I don't get hurt. You look pretty huge."

The stallion shrugged and grabbed his cock, pressing his tip against her lips. His member was soaked with the musky mess of his own precum, so it didn't take much at all for him to squeeze his semi-soft member between her voluptuous folds with a pop and audible squelch. Almost immediately, his length thickened and grew fully stiff, his member quickly swelling to full size and hardness.

While keeping a grip on Eve's wing hand, Fidget took in a long and deep breath as her body adapted to the sheer girth of the stallion. His length plunged into her with ease, the blunt head ramming its way as deep as it could go and eventually resting against her cervix. But unlike Eve, Fidget had limits to her depth. With him as far as he could go, he only just made it past his median ring, allowing that ridge of flesh to slip into her and tease her from just inside her lips.

Of course that was enough for the stallion. Once he found her depth limits, he started grinding against her, gently bucking his hips and allowing his swelling flare to gently pass in and out of her with a subtle schlicking sound that came from under her wiggling bunny tail. He saw this and couldn't help but grab it for a bit of extra leverage. When she glanced back at him he backed off, assuming he'd perhaps crossed a line, but no.

She grabbed his hand and guided it back to her tail. "Go ahead, it's fine!" She encouraged him, her walls tensing and flexing every time he or she moved. The friction was almost too much.

"Okay, if you say so." He answered, right before he started to pick up the pace. With one hand on her tail and the other gripping Eve's haunches, he slowly allowed himself to descend into a more carnal, feral lust, giving into the stallion urges that bubbled up within him. He gradually went from slow but passionate grinding to increasingly aggressive thrusts, his thick shaft pressing out against her every wall in equal measure, the suction of his flare pressed out against her flesh ensuring that her passage remained tight all the way through even if he could see his shaft was massive compared to her.

He continued to thrust, bucking wildly to the point his head was slamming as deep as it could go and pulling out to the point his flare actually tugged on her lips from inside, ensuring she felt every bit of his in-and-out. Once he got to that point, he threw his head back and nickered loudly, his sounds echoing off the buildings that lined either side of the street as he slowly but surely descended into a place of pure physical pleasure.

But just as he was about to finish, his stallion stamina quick but intense, he realized he couldn't quite go in any deeper. Try as he might as as eager as Fidget was, the stallion just couldn't penetrate deeper. He wanted more. He needed more.

And in truth, Fidget wanted more, too. Despite him being incredibly aggressive in his attempt to go deeper, she wasn't in pain. He was slamming her cervix every time yet she just felt needy. It was no different to her to have him abusing her that way, yet she couldn't quite stretch enough to take him. Maybe the potion hadn't fully taken effect yet, or maybe she just couldn't do that with such a big cock.

An abnormally big cock. As she glanced back, she saw that his member had actually grown bigger than it was when they started! Of course that's natural, but not to this level. His member was easily twice as thick as his half-mast girth. That was far more than expected, and that's when she realized the mistake she made. She'd smeared the potion all over herself and he mounted her before it got absorbed, meaning he got some of its effects through contact and thus it made him grow at the same rate she did, thus nullifying its benefits.

On one hand she saw this as a mistake on her part. On the other hand, she realized it meant that she'd naturally grown to the point her pussy could handle a stallion, which was perfect!

Still, it meant she couldn't quite take him any deeper, at least not yet. And while that was sad for her, she didn't get too offended when he pulled out and left her gaping, his flare bursting from between her lips with an audible squelch and pop followed by a guttural whorl as her walls closed up and pushed all the air out. Fidget had been on the verge of orgasm from soon after his penetration and just needed to rub herself a bit to get over the last hurdle while he moved onto her friend.

Eve and Fidget exchanged glances again while the stallion shifted over, and while they were both mildly aware of what was going on, neither had come to realize that they'd developed an audience. An entire wolf pack was watching from one side of the road, a handful of humans on the other, and another small group of avians were perched up on the second-story balcony nearby. All of which were watching to see what happened, and neither Eve Nor Fidget took heed of them, they were just focused on the massive and growing horse cock plowing them one after another.

The stud clearly wanted something tighter than Fidget. While he'd been trying to penetrate her womb - something that mares could often handle but didn't quite translate to her altered flesh - he came to realize her passage was sloppy beyond his expectations. It felt nice, but he really needed that sensation of something wrapped tight around the neck of his cock, nestled up around the collar of his flare. He needed that if he was going to finish inside them, so that's what he sought.

Like with Fidget, he grabbed Eve's tail for extra leverage before forcing himself into the avian's tight little slit. To his surprise, her flesh distended and stretched to swallow him up without too much delay. He wasn't aware of the sensual assault she'd experienced just before his arrival so he didn't expect her to take him so easily.

Because of that, he actually tripped and fell forward, his thick cock plowing through her flesh all the way to the womb with a pop as his head burst through her cervix. That was what he wanted, the distinct squeeze. He couldn't help but curl his upper lip and rear back with a full-bodied buck, slamming his cock all the way to the hilt in her. His flare pressed out against her belly and poked the back of the bench through her abdominal wall, giving him even more enticement to keep going. Once he was sure he had a good grip, he expertly leaned into Eve and pulled his cock out of her womb only to force it back with the same pop and lurch as before.

She chirped and fluttered every feather on her body as she felt his massive girth burst through her with enough force to nearly knock her off the bench. After Stabilizing herself, she let go of Fidget's hand and braced herself, pushing back with all her might, eager to feel that stallion cock as deep as it could possibly go, resulting in his head bursting in and tugging out of her womb every time! The bulge in her belly shifted with every motion and the deep discomfort of having her cervix pounded slowly dissipated into full-bodied pleasure, a buzz that shot up and down her spine and made every feather stand on end.

Eve reared back so that she was nuzzling the stallion's cheek, lightly nibbling it with her beak while her depths clenched and pushed and twitched against his every movement. She kept pushing into him, swallowing more and more of his length until she felt his balls slapping against the bulge in her belly. She didn't notice that he'd grown double thick, or that his balls had likewise inflated to the size of blitzballs, each one of them bursting from the belt of his pants to squeeze between them.

Her pussy fluids and his precum both gushed out of from her lips, cascading over his cock, soaking his balls, and then getting absorbed into his pants before any of it had a chance to splatter on the ground. Instead, his deep thrusts just made his soaked balls slap against her, soaking her inner thighs and belly. Her flesh was left tenderized and puffy due to his insatiable equine lust, her depths yanked from their position inside her.

So the more he bucked wildly into her, the more her cervix moved with him. Rather than having his flare pop in and out of her womb, she could feel her depths compress near her lips, Cervix nearly popping out of her at the apex of each thrust. She could feel his flare swell even farther, coming to full size inside her, its blunt end churning her womb's juices beyond compare.

Then, all at once, he bucked as deeply as he could go, nearly forcing her off the back of the bench, his flare exploding as his shaft pulsated and his balls constricted, pumping shot after shot of equine seed deep inside her. The added pressure of her womb being inflated with cum made her bowels quiver and sputter, her gaping tail hole pushing out to rest on the base of his shaft.

Eve's toe talons curled and her wing fingers twitched in delight as the squishy warmth of his seed sloshed around inside her. She was satisfied, but still wanted more. Which was why, when he tried to pull out with his half-mast cock, she clenched with all her might.

Doing this meant that her cervix refused to let go. Her womb sealed up around his flare, forcing his essence to gush out of her and onto the ground between them. The added pressure seemed to give the stallion a second life, his cock swelling to full girth once more. Only this time he pulled out fully.

When he did this, her passage came out with him. His flare remained fully engorged withn her womb, the cervix tight around the neck of his cock just behind the rim of his head. Her pussy inverted, prolapsing so that it was completely inside out, her cherry pink wrinkles distended into the perfect shape of a flare, only wrapped in pussy flesh on the outside.

The stallion blinked and looked down at what he saw, unsure of how to respond. He just froze in place, hands up and off her rump as his cock slowly deflated. Then, just as it was barely soft enough and her depths clenched in delight, his cock was squeezed out with a pop followed by a gooey, slimy trail of cum, lubricant, and various other fluids to join the puddle on the ground.

He was dumbfounded, shocked at the sight of her inverted cunt hanging down between her legs like a tail, her puffy cervix at the tip of it, gasping for more seed. But against his better judgment he felt that he wasn't done yet and just stroked his soaked cock to get it hard again before grabbing her tail and forcing himself into her in-tact hole.

Just like before he bucked as hard and as deep as he could, his length stiffening with each thrust to feel his flare worm its way through her bowels as deep as it could go. Her rump entrance wasn't as tight as her pussy and certainly not as tight as her cervix, but that didn't stop him from plowing through her wrinkled depths with a full-bodied desire that drove him to push harder and deeper. He completely forgot that her cunt was hanging out of herself and his sloppy balls were slapping her exposed cervix with every thrust! The tickle of her flesh caressing his mixed with the lingering pleasure quickly brought him to his climax.

Only it felt odd to him. Since his cock was smothered in the potion and absorbed, it was steadily growing constantly, so by the time he entered her tail end his shaft was nearly as thick as his upper thigh, his flare bigger than both of his fists put together. And given their difference in size, that flare alone bulged her like she was carrying a single, massive egg. And yet, he didn't stop bucking into her, shifting that flare through her guts with every powerful thrust.

She was beginning to notice just how thick he actually was, and she loved it. Sure, his cock meat displaced her insides a bit so that she couldn't stuff her cunt back up inside, but the sensation of her flesh taut and distended around horse cock kept her in a state of perpetually trilling delight. Her beak chattered and her chest heaved, abdominal walls clenching around his every feature.

Then, just like before, he bucked one last time and his flare exploded to full girth, erupting a smaller but equally intense blast of his essence into her. She felt a sensation in the back of her throat as his seed churned through her guts and ended up in her belly, but since it was his second round he didn't quite have the volume needed to force it out her beak.

In much the same way her cunt got tugged out when he finished in her pussy, she could feel her bowels getting loosened and displaced as his softening length pulled out of her, inverting her and giving her a flare-shaped rose for only a second before his head popped out of her and a trail of slime trickled out of her inflated bud.

His floppy, softening dick slowly folded itself back up into his sheath, squeezing out the rest of the fluid from his urethra. "You okay?" He asked, stepping back from both her, casually observing that both her pussy and ass were prolapsed and hanging down nearly to her knees. "That can't be safe." As he spoke, he was trying and struggling to stuff his balls and cock back into his pants only to just finally realize that his groin had grown to hyper-size and he could barely do it. Between his low-hanging and blitzball-sized testicles and his cock meat that could no longer fit fully in his sheath, he only just barely was able to wrap his soaked pants around his bulge and zip up. It looked like he was smuggling a pillow in the seat of his pants. Two pillows, in fact.

Eve just chirped at him and wagged her tail. As she swayed her rump, both prolapses swung, releasing more slime onto the ground. "Yeah, it's fine, don't worry."

All the while, Fidget had been observing this and had been eager to have a taste of her own. Prolapse was not something she had experienced yet - the potions she carried just expanded her options without drastically altering her biology - but something she was curious about. Within seconds of the stallion zipping up and collecting his bag, she locked eyes with Eve and then dove in, pressing her muzzle up against the anal prolapse, cheek-nuzzling its length and licking in between each and every fold. All the while, she cradled Eve's cunt prolapse, stroking it like she was milking a cock, ending by slipping both thumbs into her cervix and gaping her open.

"Oh!" Eve trilled in delight. "Dear me, I didn't know you-"

She was silenced when Fidget hopped down off the bench and stood behind her, sucking the tip of her anal rose while her one fang rubbed its side. The hybrid doe then slid her tongue into the elusive opening, probing deeply while still prying open her cervix with her thumbs. She actively sucked the anal rose, only to gag when Eve grunted and pushed down, unfurling more of it directly down her throat.

Fidget gagged and coughed up the rump flesh, her saliva drooling out of her mouth and trickling down onto the lighter pink of Eve's inverted cunt. She took both prolapses, squeezed them together, and rubbed them both onto her chest, soaking her entire upper body in a concoction of spit, lubricant, rump slime, and horse cum. The aroma was intoxicating, the taste was even better.

Her passion flared and she pushed into Eve, stroking both prolapses - one with each hand - before pushing them in, stuffing each one fold by fold back into their respective holes, struggling against Eve as the bird grunted and pushed down. Before long, both roses were back in their place, leaving Eve's pussy looking strangely tight and taut but her ass gaping and her bowels hollow.

She was about to lean in, to bury her snout under the avian's tail when she looked back to see she was surrounded on all sides by eager, horny males of all shapes and sizes.

Eve glanced back over her shoulder with a broad grin and an eager chirp. She tugged her rump cheek to keep her ass gaped wide all while showing a pool of remnant equine seed, her loins twitching in eager delight. "Who's first?" She asked in a sultry tone.

There were plenty of test subjects to find just what her body was capable of. Funny how her perception of clinical studies changed when she was the one in charge. She and Fidget shared a casual glance of knowing approval before the first of her male suitors leaned in and entered her cavernous ass, mixing his own fluids with hers.

The day was still young but her independent study had just begun. She and her new lab assistant had a lot of samples to take.