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[b][u][center]The Grant State University Orgy

For Rayoelgatubelo

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

“And that will be, um, how many checking in?” the clerk asked.

“Ten people, including myself and my niece,” Naguiba Qawwi said. She turned, arching her head back slightly. “That is correct, yes, Mughriya? There will be no further additions to our group?”

“Maryam. And no, aunt, none.”

Mughriya rolled her eyes. It wasn’t the first time that her aunt had pushed her about Zoe potentially showing up, and she imagined that it wouldn’t be the last. The retreat for certain sorority and fraternity members of Grand State University was traditional at this point, but while Zoe had been given the opportunity to go, she had declined. While she understood her aunt wanting to be sure about whether that was still the case or not, she would have thought that her hijab-wearing aunt and chaperone would have gotten the picture by now.

She looked over her shoulders. The rest of the students in her group – the others had gone off to one of the other, lower-class hotels, while they’d been given a ‘donation’ to make sure that they got a place at the Okavango resort – were milling about, idly talking and –

“One second, aunt.”

“Yes, go on.”

Naguiba waved her off, and Mughriya fast-walked back to the group. She pushed between two guys before making her way to the second-palest woman of the bunch, grabbing her by the tail that was slowly pushing out from beneath her shirt. Bonnie yelped at the sudden pressure on it, whipping around.

“What the hell? I was –”

“Public, Bonnie, public, remember?”

“Huh?”

“No tails in public.”

“Oh, right, right. Sorry. I was thinking of that hottie down at the pool – that big guy, you know, with that big dick running down his shorts? I thought –”

“Later.”

She tapped her on the lips, and Bonnie mischievously sucked on her finger. Mughriya winked in return, shaking her head.

That was the other reason that they were all together. There were, perhaps, other shapeshifters and weres among Grant State University’s students, but they formed at the very least a core group and majority of them. Bonnie was just the least attentive of the group; even Brad and Cammy, for all that they were idiots in every way besides their gearhead hobbies, were smart enough to know that you didn’t shift in public.

That said, Bonnie had always been an airhead, a ditz, and more. She imagined that it was something of a dragon thing; she hadn’t met any others, so it was easy to believe that something that only one person did was a species-thing.

Mughriya looked around the group. Most everyone was familiar enough from some class or other, but old friends like Tom – who was dressed more casually without a stitch of Japanese apparel to his name, for once – and Chip were closest. She walked over to stand between them, wrapping an arm around either shoulder.

“So, you two looking forward to this?” she asked.

“I’m just glad to be away from my dad for a while,” Tom said, shaking his head with a small smile, small features turned up in one of the first real smiles she’d seen in a while. “A week away from that psycho? I’ll take it and beg for more.”

“Not that anyone’s stopped begging me for things,” Chip said, rolling his eyes. “Money this, money that. Come on, at least suck my dick for the cash, huh?”

“You’re gonna be getting plenty of that in a few minutes. We all know we owe you a bit for all this.”

That was putting it mildly. Blonde, frequently smirking, and always with a cellphone in hand, Chip Selvaggi was the bankroller for the trip. If it wasn’t for him and the family money, they’d have been settling for rooms in a much more low-scale part of the sort, instead of a –

“Alright, that’s it everyone.”

Her aunt returned, holding ten keycards aloft. She passed them out and nodded to the door.

“To the villa.”

#

Their villa – #11 out of the twenty or so that the Okavango resort had – was a two-story structure with a balcony and patio, with plenty of inner space for a party half again their size. Mughriya noted the security cameras that were placed outside the building, making a mental note not to go out the back door or through the front if she’d already been transformed, and to keep any outdoor shenanigans beneath the balcony. Nobody would see her there.

They walked through the front door single file. As soon as they passed through the front door and were out of view, their clothes started flying. She wasn’t surprised to see Brad was one of the first, nor that he started groping his sister immediately afterward. The pair of them were just as nasty as they could get, with very few at the university who could equal them.

Then again, considering that her aunt didn’t call them to stop wasn’t too surprising, either. Naguiba was from a different era – a vastly different era – and she had even less issues with incest than most of the family. Far as she was concerned, it was almost a holy act to get it on with one’s family.

Shaking her head, Mughriya followed everyone else through the door, making her way past the other piles of clothes left in the entryway. She shoved her suitcase up against the wall like everyone else had done and made her way to the stairs that led to the basement. At least down there, they could all have fun.

It wasn’t the first time that she’d followed behind a naked train of asses. From her strip-club work to the times that she’d participated in one threesome after another back at the college campus, she was used to naked bodies. She just usually preferred them to be in motion, touching her, or being much more entertaining.

Soon, they were all gathered in the basement. The rest of the group were getting transformed, from Skyblade Silvermoon shifting to his eagle form while squatting on the bar to Terry Kritas shedding his tanned skin for a darker brown fur coat. As his horns grew in, she watched him look towards the gropy siblings – who by now were in the process of masturbating each other – and saw their tails pushing down and out from their spines, the gray and black fur of raccoons spreading across their bodies.

She shook her head. They had no self-control. Technically, she didn’t have that much either, but she knew that her aunt would be watching her, and she knew, more than that, that the older lioness would be expecting better behavior from her. She kept her hands to her sides, naked, but not bothering to do more than that just yet.

Chip and Tom were good, too. They had been in a number of Naguiba’s classes before, and they knew that the sex didn’t start until the lioness said it did. Same with Ariste, the pale, chubby-muscled ROTC woman standing with her arms crossed just under her breasts. Her face was twisted in a semi-snarl, not enough to be a challenge, but more than sufficient to show her irritation with the situation at hand and wanting to get on with it.

Her aunt stood at the front of the room, all but pressing her ass against the glass doors leading out to the patio. Risky, that, considering that the cameras could catch her if she wasn’t careful, but she was anything but careless. She pressed her hands together as she addressed the room.

“Thank you for joining us for this trip. As you all know, the orgy is a foundational ritual tool, something that dates back for thousands of years. Countless religions have used it as a means of communing with the divine and strengthening the bonds of community. Today, we –”

“We don’t have to fuck your hairy ass, do we?” Brad shouted.

The half-transformed raccoon took a mug to the back of the head for that, and he whipped around with a snarl.

“Who the fuck threw that? Do you know who I am?”

“Nothing without your father’s name and my family’s money,” Chip shot back.

The raccoon stomped forward, one fist raised, but the sharp hiss from the front of the room stopped him. The low growl that followed sent him right back to where he’d been standing, his dick standing up in a way that couldn’t be misconstrued as anything but a fear boner.

Mughriya chuckled. It was always kind of hilarious when the assholes had to be reminded who was in charge, and regardless of the fact that her aunt looked like some unwashed tribal rather than a college professor, she still had that authority. It didn’t matter that she had leg hair that looked like it had never been shaved, or that she had a bush that put the other, already-transformed males to change, nor did it matter that she had pit hair that pushed out far enough that one could see it from across the room.

All that mattered was her presence, and she had that in spades.

Once Brad was calmer – and as the transformation hit his dick and started turning it to that weird raccoon tube-shape – the professor turned back to the class.

“I’m glad that you can all be here to discover the pleasures of the orgy for yourself, and that I am allowed to be here for your first group communion. I’m sure that you’ve all felt something or other in the past, in the couplings and perhaps threesomes that you’ve enjoyed. Today, be open to more. Be open to the touch of the divine, and if it comes, let it fill you to the brim.”

“Ya hear that, sis? Let me fill ya,” Brad said.

“Only if you’re paying for the abortion,” Cammy said, but she laughed.

The rest of the room either groaned or rolled their eyes. Most of them didn’t like Brad or Cammy that much – Cammy didn’t even go to school with them, she was just Brad’s sister – but they were supposed to put up with them for the duration of the trip, and that…

Well, they could do that. They didn’t like it, but they could do it.

“Now, feel free to finish your transformations and pair off. Or more. Let this be the start of a most sensual vacation.”

Those that had already started their transformation had already almost finished. Terry had already gained his hooves and was slowly getting that long, bovine dick, and Mughriya was admittedly rather curious how that would feel. She’d had Skyblade Silvermoon’s bird-cock a few times, though it had never quite hit the buttons that she would have felt with some of the other men in the room.

She glanced at Ariste, half-expecting the bear to wait for someone to come her way, but the military woman was already striding across the room. The transformed-eagle got yanked off the bar and pinned to the floor as her thick brown fur started coming in, and she grinned at him as she held him by the throat. He yelped, cawing quietly as her muzzle came in.

“I hope you got a good rest on the bus, because you are not stopping until we figure out how a bird-brain can give some good oral.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Good boy. Hey, Terry! Get over her; you and he can frot for a bit before I decide who I want where.”

“Typical,” Mughriya muttered.

Ah, well, it could have been worse. She could have been stuck with someone trying to pull that with her. All things considered, she had a good thing going with her friends, and as long as she didn’t have to deal with the Crooke siblings –

But that was already taken care of. Despite their objections to her aunt’s human form, the lioness that she became – sultry and sexy in a way that only someone deep in their own faith could be – was something that neither of them seemed willing to say no to. Particularly when she stepped between them, grabbed one by the pussy and the other by the balls, and dragged them to the couch to put them to use. She imagined that they were going to find out the hard way just how much effort the professor expected of her students. Or her lovers.

Mughriya had just enough time to shake her head before scaly fingers found her hips and turned her around. She didn’t even have time to brace herself before Bonnie kissed her, and kissed her deep for that matter. The taste of tongue lingered in her mouth as the teal, finned face of the sea dragoness pulled back.

“Heh, finally,” Bonnie said.

“You’ve been waiting for that all day or something?”

“Oh, all minute.”

“Scattter-brain.”

“Come on. Change so we can get to the good stuff.”

“Alright, alright, keep your scales on.”

After all, if everyone else was in it, she might as well get started. A glance off to the side confirmed that Chip and Tom were already in the process of changing, the kitsune pushing through the human and the were-leopard doing the same for Chip. It wouldn’t take long before they were both ready for fun, and considering that they were both sporting eager hard-ons that were only getting bigger, she knew that she’d need to change fast to get some loving from another female before they got in the game.

Thankfully, Naguiba’s upbringing had taught her a few little tricks.

She shimmered as she let her wild side out as fast as she could, rolling up and down her body in a tawny wave from the stomach outward. It rippled and burst out a second time, growing in thicker and bringing with it a layer of muscle that was unique to the felines. She sighed to herself, enjoying, savoring the feeling of being so powerful again, and she grunted as her hands and back and feet started to crack.

“Oof…always forget that part.”

“Come on, sit down and spread ‘em. I wanna hump.”

Chuckling as she felt her face stretching and her tail growing, she stumbled down until she was reclining backward. The dragoness grabbed her leg, pulled it up and back, and scooted forward until they were pressed together, sex to sex. As soon as they made contact, Bonnie started grinding away, humping and shoving herself against Mughriya’s pussy. And her thigh. Mostly her thigh.

Shaking her head, she looked back at the boys. They were mostly transformed, but were arguing between them of who would get who. Normally, she’d put some rules down, but hey, they were going to have everyone, eventually. She didn’t need to hurry through the group just because she was getting some amateur scissoring at the moment.

As her feet cracked and shifted to proper paws and her tongue felt a little more proper in her mouth, she shifted her position, sliding forward until she was grinding against Bonnie as much as the dragoness was grinding against her. The fur down there started adding its own friction, keeping her humping friend from sliding so far down every time, and soon, they had a proper rhythm going.

That was much better. Mughriya groaned as she leaned her head back, taking the pleasure of someone else against her for what it was worth. Sliding, thrusting, thrusting, sliding, back and forth and back and forth. Their pussies dripped quite a bit as they started finding a proper rhythm, and more than once she managed to grind forward in a way that made her clit slid against the other woman’s folds, teasingly almost sliding inside when she managed it.

Seeing Bonnie gasp and occasionally shiver with utter bliss was another little reward. She wasn’t the same as her aunt; she didn’t get off on making people cum over and over again. However, she [i]did[/i] enjoy the power that she had over someone else when they were getting off so hard with her.

She shifted her hips, pushing herself forward until Bonnie fell over backwards. She grabbed the dragoness’s leg, pushing it up in the air and riding the other woman’s thigh as she took control.

“Heh, how’s that, huh?”

“Oh, fuck…yeah, yeah, right there!”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought. Little whore. Little scaly slut wanting someone else to just make you cum your silly little brains out.”

“Mmmmmmph!”

As she ground and slid, she glanced over her shoulder again. The other threesomes were heating up. Everyone had fully transformed by now, and they were taking advantage of it.

Ariste, Skyblade, and Terry were in a definite threesome now, with the bull standing behind the bear and grinding his cock against her ass. Under her, the eagle was holding very, very still as she rode his cock, grinding on it and making sure that it was well-marked. They’d either finished the oral or were giving up on it, about to get to the good stuff. She imagined that they’d finish quick; Ariste had always been forceful and direct.

Over on the couch, her aunt had her legs spread, encouraging Brad between them with his fat dick while casually eating Cammy out with a finger deep inside the raccoon female. Despite being the one offering service, she was the one that looked more like royalty. Mughriya rolled her eyes. Always the show-off, her aunt; always had to do it ‘properly.’

But then Bonnie started groaning in that pouting sort of way that she always did when she was bored, and Mughriya turned back to the moment at hand. Better not to waste this chance to have her fun.

As she ground forward, back, forward, back, she focused on grinding her clit right between those slippery lips. Mashing pussies was pleasurable enough, but some focused grinding was so much better. She’d slide her slippery sex right up against the dragoness, grinding between those puffy lips, and then push right up to the other woman’s clit, returning the favor to that spot before heading back down again. Forward, back, forward, back, teasing her back to that moaning state of sweet need that she’d been in before.

For that matter, it was getting to her, too. Her nipples stood out hard from her fur, and she panted, her tongue starting to hang out of her mouth as she got more and more into it. It had been too long since she’d enjoyed the touch of another woman, or anyone; they’d been chaperoned in public for too long, and now –

“Come on. Don’t leave us hanging here.”

Tom. She looked up to see him kneeling down, his cock hanging over Bonnie’s face. The dragoness moaned and stuck out her tongue, pulling that shaft right past her lips and into her throat, bobbing along it and sucking him deep right from the start. The kitsune groaned happily, thrusting forward to bury his cock further.

Which meant –

“Hey. Remember what you said about paying me back?”

That meant that Chip was there for her to take care of, and his barbed cock slapped against her shoulder as he stood behind her. She rolled her eyes but didn’t let him see as she reached back and grabbed his cock, giving it a few good strokes.

It didn’t take long to get the leopard grunting like a horny male should, and less time after to get him thrusting down her throat. Mughriya wasn’t best pleased about having her head twisted back and her mouth held open for the hard-thrusting that followed, but considering that he had barbs now, she didn’t say much. And besides, it was kinda nice getting throat-fucked now and then.

The sounds of sex were getting louder and louder all around her, ranging from the growls and hisses of the feline just overhead to the whimper-gasps of her sea dragoness partner. Further back, she heard the yipping sounds of Brad getting closer and closer to cumming in her aunt, and the shrieking moans of Skyblade getting closer to nutting in the dominant bear over him. The sounds of everyone’s pleasure was deafening.

And so, she drowned in it, enjoying it, savoring the feeling of all those sounds of sex washing over her. Not one quiet shifter could be seen or heard, and she wasn’t exactly silent herself. Even outside of the rough, wet thrusting down her throat or the wet squishing of pussy against pussy, she was moaning just like them, huffing and panting as she reached up and groped herself, squeezing her breasts as they bounced from being dragged around from either.

Tom was panting, thrusting, ramming his cock down Bonnie’s throat, and Mughriya hoped that the dragoness was ready for the flood that would follow. It was going to be a mess, though it wouldn’t be the only one.

“Mmmph…fuck…so…good,” Chip muttered. “I swear, Naguiba must have taught you to be a temple prostitute or something.”

“Attempts were made, but to no avail,” her aunt said from across the room.

“Mmmph…so good.”

Chip was such a whiner about things that it was always hot to make him shut the hell up. It took so much to get him to focus on a blowjob rather than his problems that it was always an accomplishment to get him to moan rather than whimper. And she was doing that right now. Mughriya smirked as she tilted her head further back, pressing her tongue into the perfect place so that the head of his cock ground right over it ever time.

It didn’t take long to have the leopard huffing and panting over her, thrusting down to the balls every time. He had a little musk, too; probably from the long bus ride and the lack of air conditioning.

[i]Go on,[/i] she thought. [i]Cum in me.[/i]

He didn’t, of course. True to reputation, Chip just kept going, and she just let it happen. Her grip tightened on Bonnie’s leg and she kept grinding, the soft squish-squelch of pussy on pussy distracting her from the tightness down her throat and the constant pressure coming from her lungs. She would need to breathe, soon.

“NNNNGH!”

That would be Skyblade giving up the ghost, cumming hard, but –

“Oooooh, yeah!”

That was Ariste just after, the big bear taking her pleasure and going over the edge. She was probably soaking him but good, and she shivered as she imagined it; she hadn’t had that much time with the bear, but Mughriya imagined that she’d be getting plenty of it over the course of this retreat.

Suddenly, Chip started speeding up, and she felt Bonnie seize up under her. The dragoness came, and came good and hard, soaking her between the legs. No sooner had she finished than she slid out of the way, and she felt Tom sliding between her legs to take the dragoness’s place.

[i]Should have expected that,[/i] she thought. [i]Ah, well, least I can take – fucking HELL he’s big.[/i]

He must have shifted a little more than usual, pushing his luck to get as much into his partner as possible. She tensed up, huffing against Chip’s balls as she was sandwiched between the two of them as they went to town on her.

More and more orgasm sounds filled the room. Brad came with a yelp, and his sister did the same. She heard the rough mooing sound of Terry getting off, and somewhere in there, she might have heard her aunt doing the same. That yowl was always on the quiet side, though, so she might have been mistaken.

And there, between two guys, she was the last one to get off. Or was going to be, when they were –

“Mmmph!”

“Ah!”

She didn’t even have a chance to brace herself. One moment, they were both thrusting away, the next, she felt Chip grab her head in a death-grip and Tom do the same to her hips, and then, they were cumming. A lot.

“Mmmph!”

Mughriya was forced to hold her breath while swallowing as fast as she could to avoid drowning. Even a were had only so many seconds of no-air before they would drown, and were-lions were not meant to be swallowing so much goo into their lungs. That was more Bonnie’s thing.

And that was just from Chip. Tom was cumming just as hard, flooding her from the other side, soaking her pussy, her womb, and everything in-between with a load of thick kitsune cum. He panted, his moans and shivers probably adorable to anyone watching. To the person forced to swallow his cum, markedly less so.

It went on for nearly thirty seconds before Chip pulled out, and Tom lasted for another minute. As she gasped for air, her belly bulging from the sheer amount of cum he was pumping into her, she heard her aunt chuckling.

“What? What’s so – ulk – funny?” she muttered.

“So good at getting your partners off that you failed to do the same for yourself.”

“Very funny.”

“Quite, from my perspective.”

“Fuck…you.”

The entire room burst out laughing, even the raccoons that had detached from the lioness matriarch and fallen over each other. Mughriya wouldn’t have been surprised if they were back to fucking at that moment; they never seemed to stop when they were together, and she was honestly surprised that they’d gotten to the resort without getting pulled over for some sort of indecent exposure.

She groaned when Tom finally pulled out of her, her guts swollen to the point of looking pregnant. She wasn’t, of course; they weren’t that compatible with each other, unless Tom had pulled some massive bullshit with shapeshifting to make his balls not only more productive but also more suitable to her genetics. No way that he’d do that, though; he wasn’t the sort, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to get more trouble for himself with his crazy dad.

Covering her pussy so they didn’t get hit with some water-damage crap, Mughriya waddled herself back to a seated position. She was still swallowing some of the last bits of Chip’s cum, and she groaned as she realized that there was no way that she was getting back to her feet without help. It took some doing, but she reached out for Chip, and the leopard dragged her upright. Some of the ooze inside dripped out of her, but thanks to plenty of kegel practice, she was able to keep most of it inside.

“Bathroom,” she muttered.

“Can we watch?” Brad asked.

“Fuck off.”

“Come on. It ain’t like we hadn’t just watched you fucking, you little –”

“Say one word about my human shape, and I swear to Bast I’ll knock the whiskers off your face.”

“…”

“That’s what I thought.”

Leaning on Bonnie – who had recovered surprisingly quickly – she walked down the hall to the bathroom. Ariste moved to stand by the door, the brown-furred bear both claiming the next right to the toilet and also keeping an eye on some of the hornier guys in the room. She doubted that it was needed, but lady-solidarity helped.

As she sat down, she was very aware of everything trying to move out of her, and she was just thankful that it wasn’t all coming out her ass. Not so much for the mess, but for the fact that it’d be a royal bitch getting that all cleaned up later. Bonnie chuckled, giving her a lick on the cheek.

“Thanks for the fun.”

“Heh, thanks for being a good hump-pillow.”

“Can we do that again later?”

“Eh, don’t see why not.”

“Yay!”

All but dancing out, Bonnie rejoined the rest of the group. Not surprisingly, the sound of a rapid, wet blowjob followed, and she was pretty sure it was Terry moaning as he got his cock rammed down the dragoness’s muzzle.

[i]Go figure that she’s the one that doesn’t care about ass to mouth.[/i]

Then again, neither did she. One had a hard time holding onto standards in a house full of were-cats.

She pressed down on her stomach, hearing and feeling all Tom’s seed oozing out of her. Sometimes it jetted free, other times it just dribbled out, but at least it was coming out. She remembered one were-stallion that had been a little more productive and a little more backed-up, and getting that massive wad of cum out before it sealed up her uterus had been a pain and a half. She’d ended up having to get someone to shove their fist inside of her to yank it free and, well, suffice to say that there had been some need for a carpet shampoo service.

As her belly shrunk, she could hear her aunt talking to the other shifters, and she imagined it was something about Bast, or some other historical goddess. Naguiba was always going on about how the ancient world was better, how they were all expected to carry on the ways of their ancestors. Even when she wasn’t sucking history’s cock, she was either looking down on them or assuring them that the only way that they would ever amount to much in her eyes would be to embrace those ancient lessons.

Even now, she imagined, the lioness was probably only happy to be here because she had the chance to guide their thoughts about orgies and how they worked. She shook her head, giving her belly a firm press –

Squelch.

Plop.

Squelch.

Plop.

The last few jets of cum from her depths came out fast and furious, and most of all, loud. She probably sounded like she was taking a shit, but at least it was all done. The lioness shook her head, not bothering with wiping herself down. Either it’d get licked up later or get used for lube; she had a feeling that the first orgy round wasn’t going to be the last.

As she left the bathroom, she was proven correct. Ariste had taken over for Naguiba in making sure that the Crooke siblings were doing the right thing – much as Cammy was complaining about no dick – and Naguiba had snagged both Chip and Tom for a ‘personal lesson,’ as far as she could tell. Bonnie had gone off with them, and it looked like they were going to be busy for a while.

She was just shaking her head when Terry tapped her on the shoulder. She turned to look up at the minotaur, who offered her a brownie.

“Edibles from home?” she asked.

“Yep.”

“Surprised you got those on the plane.”

“Didn’t mention ‘em.”

“Heh.”

She tossed one back, nibbling it. As she waited for them to kick in, she gave the bull’s dick a good once-over. Not the biggest that she’d ever taken, but more than large enough to get good and deep. She stroked a finger up from his balls to his tip, taking her time to measure how it might feel in her ass while giving her pussy a break. If she could have someone get her good and lubed up, first –

“Mmmph…”

Glancing down, she wasn’t entirely surprised to find Skyblade still gathering himself. Ariste was a stern taskmistress, and she had probably wrung the bird almost dry. But not completely, she was happy to see as his cock twitched from below.

She laid one paw on his cock, stroking it between her toes. He groaned under his breath as she looked over her shoulder at Terry.

“Up for putting your tongue to work?”

“Depends. I getting something?”

“Your dick, my ass.”

“Sounds good.”

“Get licking,” she said, going down to her hands and knees. Time for another threesome.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: A small orgy between shifters.

Tags: M/M/F, M/F, F/F, M/M/F/F, Oral, Scissoring, Handjob, Anal, Vaginal, Femdom, Throatfuck, Human, Transformation, Lioness, Raccoon, Leopard, Kitsune, Various Species, Orgasm, Cum, Creampie, Nudity, Incest,