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Britney had known she was gay for a long time; she'd never been attracted to boys like her friends were. She had given it the old college try, as some might say, but it didn't change her feelings about the matter. Being raised in a very religious household hadn't made things any easier, most of her earlier years was spent acting out and fighting with her parents before she eventually came out to them. Not that she needed to come out the closet, as Tom her best friend since junior school had told her. The shaved side of her head haircut, the dyed purple hair and all the piercings, along with the board shorts and sleeveless shirts did scream butch lesbian. He'd noticed and he was the least observant person she knew, but at least he stood by her during that tough time. She was pretty sure it was only because of his influence and talking to her folks after the cursed day that they hadn't immediately disowned her.

Thankfully college was just around the corner, so the silver furred coyote could put some much-needed distance between her and the home she no longer felt welcome in anymore. Tom had switched universities to be there with her as well, sharing a small apartment close to campus, it was a tough few years, but they managed somehow.

Britney had first met Melody in college, she'd been dating Tom at the time and they'd become fast friends. Melody was a stunningly attractive snow leopardess, with a curious fur pattern. Where most of her kind had rosettes for spots, Melody had a rare genetic abnormality which made her spots look like musical notes, which is where her parents had come up with her name. It suited her well as she had the voice of an angel while also being very musically inclined. Her pale white and grey fur, naturally long curly white locks and baby blue eyes never failed to make Britney's heart flutter, which only made Brit feel even more guilty for harbouring feelings for her best friend's girlfriend. It definitely didn't help that Melody was not the jealous type either and more often than not included Brit in their plans, resulting in them spending a lot of time together.

Despite how great she was, Tom and Melody had had a rather rocky relationship. But even as much as Tom was her friend first, Brit didn't like how he was treating the soft sweet snow leopardess. Melody was a soft, kind-hearted woman and Brit had always thought she deserved better than what Tom was giving her. The more time they spent together, the more she wished she could be that better option, so much so she often wished she could just rip her still beating heart from her chest just to end the heartache of longing. Britney was too loyal for her own good though, as Melody was dating her best friend, she couldn't in good conscience break the bro code, even if tom was being a major douche to his girlfriend.

Things came to a head one night when Melody had caught Tom out on a date with another woman he had been trying to convince her was no one special, even Brit hadn't thought her childhood friend would stoop that low. It damn near broke her heart when she opened her door to find a distraught Melody standing outside in the rain; even with the heavy downpour having soaked her through to the bone, it was painfully obvious to see she'd been crying. Brit had pulled her inside and just hugged her so tight until she felt the heaving sobs start to abate, not caring she was getting wet from just holding Melody. Brit brought the soaked feline inside and dried her them both off as best she could while plying the snow leopardess with hot drinks to warm her up. She listened as Melody vented and lamented her failed relationship with Tom, learning a few more unfortunate truths about her friend along the way.

"I wasn't enough, I didn't try hard enough...I could've..." she spoke softly into her mug, her eyes downcast as fresh tears formed at the corners of her eyes.

"That's bullshit and you know it, he's just a dumbass and he'll be kicking himself when he realizes what he let slip through his fingers" the silver furred coyote snarled before slamming an old photo of herself and Tom face down on the counter hard enough to crack the glass of the picture frame. "He'll come crawling back to you soon enough" Britney said soothingly, not sure if she was trying to convince herself or Melody more of this fact. She knew what her heart was hoping for, but the reality was that the feline sitting beside her on her sofa was into guys, she just had to accept that fact and move on with her life.

"Let him crawl then, I'm done with men" Melody had said on reflex, but there was an odd "click" inside her mind as she turned to peer at the coyote with an odd expression. Ever since she'd met Britney years ago, the coyote had been an amazing friend, always been there for her when she needed someone's shoulder to cry on. Hell, the more she thought about it, Melody had had a better relationship with Britney than she ever had had with Tom. Even now, when things seemed to be falling apart around her, Britney was the first person she ran to, she was the only person she wanted to be with right now. But, was it really only right now she wanted to be with her?

"Give it time, you're still hurting right now" Brit had continued, unaware of the change in her friend as she stared hard at the face down picture frame, cursing Tom for what he'd done. Part of her worried that if Tom and Melody split, the feline might want to cut ties with her too as it she would just be a painful reminder of what that jackass had done to her. The thought of losing Melody hurt, like a shard of ice being stabbed into her chest and slowly twisted between her ribs to pierce her traitorous heart.

"No, I mean it...I'm done with men" Melody had persisted with the most ferocity Brit had ever heard from her, catching the coyote's attention and finally tearing her angry gaze from the picture frame to look over at the feline.

"What do you mean?" Brit's heart skipped a beat, could she dare to hope? Yes, she could and would because Melody had just leaned over to press a passionate kiss to her lips. There was so much need, want and passion in that kiss, it was everything and more than Brit could ever have hoped for. In that moment as Melody pulled the trembling silver furred coyote over atop her and wrapped her up in her spotted arms, Britney never wanted her to let go.

The next three days were a whirlwind of change, Tom was kicked out of her apartment and Melody moved in with Britney in his place. They officially became a couple by the end of the weekend and Melody had never been happier. Despite Tom holding a grudge against his best friend for breaking the bro code, even he had to admit they made a great couple. By the time they eventually wed, just after graduating and completing their studies, he was ecstatic to be asked to be Brit's best man at their wedding. Further proof of just how amazing Melody was coming with how she'd managed to even win over Britney's staunchly religious parents. Even being the "butch lesbian" Tom teased her about being all those years ago, seeing her parents sitting front and centre smiling so proudly at her as she said "I do" brought tears to her eyes. Her parents adored their new daughter, even going so far as to threaten Britney jokingly that if they ever split, they'd be keeping Melody in their will and on their Christmas cards.

While Brit and Melody had wanted a nice honeymoon, they didn't want to spend too much money on it as they thought it best to save for their future. They were just starting out in life and both had level heads about the world and how things worked. While they did want to travel in a foreign country, they did not want to have to spend too much money either. Brit was no stranger to backpacking and roughing it in hostels thanks to her rough early years, so she knew just what to do. Something she'd always wanted to do when she was younger, but thanks to her strained relationship with her folks, they never allowed her. They'd feared she'd go to another continent and just disappear, as much as they had not approved of her lifestyle choices back then, they did not want to lose her entirely. Now she was old enough and had someone to go with, she finally decided to go on the train ride in India, the Vivek Express to be exact.

The Vivek Express started up north from Dibrugarh to Kanyakumari, it was the longest route of the Indian Railways network, both in terms of distance and time. Covering a total distance of 4,286 kilometres with a running time of a little over eighty hours if everything went smoothly. They would have a moving holiday, getting to see a lot of sights along the way as it stopped at various towns and villages along the way. With the exchange rate from the almighty Dollar to the Rupee, even with limited funds they could afford food and accommodation when needed without having to jeopardize their future savings. They would start all the way up north in Assam and work their way down south to Tamil Nadu over a couple of weeks; where they would catch a final flight to their ultimate destination. Brit would get her train ride and Melody would get a few days to relax on a sunny beach with white sands and blue waters; they both got what they wanted for a honeymoon and hopefully a lot of memories along the way. The most expensive part of their trip would be the flight to Malaysia for a few days before flying back to the States and starting their new lives together after a nearly month-long honeymoon.

While the weather was a tad warmer than what they were used to back home in Texas, Melody didn't complain nearly half as much as Brit feared she might. Though she had to admit, the fact her new wife was wearing a selection of pretty sundresses was an added bonus she had not counted on. At just the right angle, they gave an enticing silhouette of Melody's figure beneath the thin, light colorful material. Unfortunately, the sundresses did make her stick out like a sore thumb among the locals, thankfully the majority of them were polite enough not to make a scene about it. In fact, it seemed to even afford them a few unexpected luxuries and more than a few impromptu tour guides whom took it upon themselves to show the two American ladies a few of the more off the beaten-track treasures most tourists never got to see. Amazing places which were even cheaper than what they'd planned on spending simply because they were not the usual tourist traps.

Every other stop along the long journey they were being shown amazing sights, experiencing wonderful new foods and even finding stunning colorful clothing. Britney also found she'd done herself a disservice when she spotted Melody wearing a bright orange sarong, the bright color complimented Melody's light grey coat perfectly. But knowing what lay beneath the material just had her imagining all the naughty things she wanted to do to her wife as soon as they were alone again and had a moments privacy, sadly that was still a little more than a day away. As much as she was loving the train ride, she was starting to wish it was shorter just so she could be alone with Melody again.

One of their new friends had somehow convinced them to stop at Chennai, taking them to yet another off the beaten track place not too far from the train to eat and do a spot of shopping, while the train was emptied of passengers and luggage to make space for the next leg of their journey. After a brief stint of shopping in a nearby small market, they returned to the train station to find the train already packed to almost capacity. A large group of locals rushed toward the last car, which looked a rather run down. Its paint faded and cracked; local youths had tagged it in places with admittedly funny poor English slang which was misspelled or just amusingly incorrect. Melody giggled as she spotted "Fuck her right in the pushy" scrawled down low, just below the lip of the platform and almost out of sight. With bars on the windows, at least the few which were still open, the interior of the passenger cart looked rather dim. Some windows had obviously been broken as they had cardboard and wood covering them, but it was the only space left as most passengers did not wish to ride in the last car.

Melody and Brit joined the crowd, almost unwillingly as they rushed along and practically pushed the pair forwards and piled into the last car. Surprisingly it wasn't as packed as they'd originally thought it would be considering the crowd rushing to get in, though perhaps that was a good thing considering the ventilation was rather poor in the car. Beside them, there was perhaps a little over a dozen other people in the car with them. Britney and Melody stood out among the crowd, the silver furred coyote with her dyed purple hair stood beside the pale grey furred snow leopardess in a sea of dull brown, grey and black furs. Despite them all being herbivore species; ranging from Gaur to Sambar, even with a curious looking Camel and a lone Barasingha deer, this new crowd did not seem nearly as friendly as the others they'd had the privilege of journeying with so far. Barely any of them even acknowledged Britney or Melody, even the ones that did were at most an almost imperceptible nod when caught looking.

They were not as courteous as the other passengers either, unlike the older locals, this somewhat younger crowd did not offer up their seats to either woman. Instead, Brit and Melody were forced to stand, holding onto the railing above their heads, lest they be toppled over when the train lurched forward to resume the journey toward their final destination. At least the view outside started to change from the urban hustle and bustle to the beautiful landscape again, not that Brit and Melody would get to see much of it.

As soon as the train left the city limits, all eyes turned to stare at them. In an instant they were both surrounded by men, splitting into two smaller groups around each woman. Strong hands gripped their wrists to pin their arms behind their backs, while more gripped firmly over their muzzles to almost smother them and make it difficult to breathe. Brit tried to turn her head to see Melody, her heart sinking into her stomach as she saw the panic in her wife's eyes as she could no doubt feel the same burning need for air in her lungs as the coyote was. The harder Britney fought against their grip on her, the more the darkness began to seep in around the edges of her vision, her heart hammering inside her chest like a sledgehammer against an anvil.

Standing before the beautiful snow leopardess as she fought valiantly was a shabby looking Yak whom appeared to be crushing something up in the palm of his hand, a small pink heart shaped pill. Once it'd been ground down into a fine powder, he nodded to the person holding Melody's muzzle shut. In a clearly orchestrated move, the water buffalo released his grip her muzzle, as soon as Melody gasped for breath, the Yak blew into his palm and sent the fine pink powder straight down into the snow leopardesses' lungs.

The silver furred coyote didn't have time to try figure out what the Yak was doing, she too was fighting to free her muzzle so she could breathe as her lungs screamed desperately for fresh air. Only, when the Barasingha holding her muzzle closed did finally release her, she too would gasp for breath just as her wife had, right as the Camel she'd spotted earlier was waiting to blow more of the curious pink dust in her face. Britney blinked and sneezed, gasping for breath as the sweet, almost strawberry scented powder filled her lungs and nose. Was that it? What were they trying to achieve, she didn't feel any...different...oh...there it was. Brit's eyes went wide as she turned her now free head to look over at Melody. Sure enough, her wife was feeling the same effects, the look of need on her face she'd only ever seen in their bedroom. Her long pure white hair was matted against her sweating face as she panted far more than was required, the car was dim and poor ventilated, but still it was not that hot inside currently. But Britney knew why her wife was panting like that, she was feeling it too, the uncomfortable heat starting to grow inside her would not be easily ignored.

Melody was already starting to pant and squirm, whatever they'd been dosed with seemed to cause an unnatural heat on an unprecedented scale. Her eyes were wide with panic as she looked over at Brit, seeing the worried look in her coyote lovers' eyes. Normally she loved seeing that needy look in her wife's eyes, but only when they were alone together. But now, here like this, surrounded by strangers she wasn't sure how she felt. The damned annoying growing need to be filled and bred was growing from a small spark to a damn near raging fire, it was making it hard for her to even think straight anymore. Even with the strong musk of so many males crammed so tightly together in the small space, Melody was sure Brit could smell her growing need begin to till the train car. Unfortunately, as it usually did naturally, but now with the pink drug in her system, the result of smelling her wife in heat sent the coyotes own heat into overdrive. Melody couldn't help but purr and lick her lips at the delectable and enticing scent in the air; images of nights spent with her face planted between Brit's thighs came flooding back and only served to fuel her need into growing to new obnoxious levels.

Dozens of hands stripped them of everything, from their backpacks and clothing to even their hidden travelling money hidden beneath their clothing. Britney couldn't help but notice how all their belongings were set aside in one corner, neatly stacked and untouched, which meant the crowds intention was not to rob them, just to use them. The coyote wasn't sure if that was better or worse, considering they were outnumbered at least half a dozen to one if she'd managed to count everyone correctly. Soon Melody and Brit were caught between two different groups of men as they were separated to opposite ends of the train car, but they were still close enough to see and hear everything which was happening to each other. With all the different men surrounding them, they were only briefly able to catch glimpses of one another at various stages, almost like a slideshow.

Britney watched as Melody was stripped of her backpack, then vanished from her sight for a moment. Next, she appeared between the men, standing in her light blue sundress for a moment, only to vanish again. When next she appeared, she was standing in just her white underwear in the middle of the crowd. The next time Britney spotted the snow leopardess, she was nude and making out with a short, chubby brown horse as he delved thick fingers between her thighs. Even through the constant incomprehensible talking in a language she didn't understand, Brit could hear how her wife was moaning. She knew she should feel jealous, or at least be angry at what she was watching, but the sounds the pretty feline was making were just so damned exciting. If she had a cock, the coyote had no doubt it'd be hard enough to fuck a hole in a brick of titanium just then.

A curiously mint scent tongue invaded her mouth as thick fingers sunk into her hot, slick little cunt without warning. Brits' eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head; she hadn't realized she was so turned on until something entered her. Usually, she was the one on top and giving it to her wife, so feeling someone else so forcefully sink their digits into her was a rather new sensation. She couldn't help but roll and grind her hips against the fingers either as the stranger forced a thick tongue into her maw. He wasn't gentle about it either as he clawed her snug little cunt open around his thick digits, curling and hooking deep inside her with little skill or care for her pleasure. But for some reason, Britney still heard herself groaning in pleasure regardless. Even more rough fingers groped over her breasts before finding her pierced nipples to pinch and tease, the person playing with her breasts obviously commented on her piercings judging by the laughter of the men around her.

The laughter was quickly forgotten when Brit heard obvious wet sucking sounds through the chatter around her. Sure enough the next glimpse of Melody she got, the snow leopardess was being bent over between three men. Her soft lips were wrapped about the chubby brown horses' thick cock while she eagerly swallowed him down, while allowing him to face fuck her as the pair seated behind her got well acquainted with her other end. The water buffalo gripped and lifted her spotted tail in his large hand while sucking on two digits from his other hand. Bringing the spit slicked fingers down between Melody's pert spotted cheeks, he began curiously caressing a spit slicked fingertip around the felines little pink pucker. The Nilgai buck beside the water buffalo was less careful as he eagerly plunged a couple of fingers into the needy American woman's slit before him while his thumb rubbed and buzzed at Melody's clit. The coyote watched on with a frustrating mixture of anger, jealousy and growing lust as she watched how gracefully Melody squirmed between the men. Even in such an abstract and unusual situation as they found themselves in, Britney couldn't help but admire how fucking beautiful her wife was, how graceful she looked even while being molested by a bunch of strangers.

Then she felt it too, someone behind her was gripping and lifting her fluffy silver furred tail as well. Sure enough, slick fingers began to rub and explore at her own little pucker, causing the coyote to turn to try see whom it was before she was met by the shit eating grin of the Yak whom had drugged her wife. She'd done anal only once before, in a last-ditch attempt to see if she might like guys, but just maybe she had abnormal kinks or needs to climax; but it wasn't so. That was the night she decided she didn't like men for sure, it had literally been a pain in the ass to come to that conclusion. In a cruel twist of fate, it seemed like she was about to experience it again after so many years of a "meat free" diet. Brit tried to growl in warning at the person playing with her ass, but the Gaur standing before her simply grabbed and turned her muzzle back to face him, before he pressed his thick mint flavored tongue back into her maw, making it impossible. She could feel the bastard kissing her grin when she grunted against his lips as the Yak's fingers pushed in under her tail finally, stretching her out uncomfortably. The coyote shuffled and squirmed when fingers began pumping in and out of her, both between her thighs and under her held aloft tail while her claws dug into the Gaurs upper arms to no effect.

Melody was already one step ahead of her, with the horse's thick cock in her mouth, the Nilgai buck behind her had taken position to feed her another length from behind. Though from her vantage point, Brit couldn't make out just where the stranger was fucking her wife. Even the sounds Melody made weren't distinct enough to give a hint, but that was probably just because of the drug they'd been dosed with surely? Even Britney had noticed that despite her having zero attraction or desire for men, as well as having even less desire for taking it under her tail, the fingers pumping in and out of her stretched little pucker was starting to feel kind of nice. She'd not noticed when she had begun to wriggle and squirm back onto the hand back there, but with a growing blush, the coyote found herself rather liking the fingers working her little pink asshole open.

Melody blushed as she nearly choked on the thick cock suddenly being shoved down her throat when the person behind her bucked into her deep, pushing her forward deeper than she'd intended. She felt guilty for enjoying this so much, she loved Britney undoubtedly, but she still had a passing attraction to men sometimes. Melody considered herself as bisexual, but with a strong female leaning these days. While she did miss dick sometimes, she wouldn't trade the life she had with Britney for anything. Britney! Melody gasped as she remembered her wife definitely had no love for cock, but now she was being forced to take them. Melody worried about Britney, her hands pushing back on the eager stallions' hips to pause his face fucking of her for a moment, just so she could get a look at the coyote and see how she was doing. There was a brief moment of panic when Melody spotted her small silver furred wife sandwiched between two large males, males whom were very obviously sticking their fingers where they didn't belong. Her panic eased a little as she spotted the look of pleasure on her wife's face, only to briefly shift to jealousy as she watched strangers pleasure Britney, but ultimately seeing the coyote squirm and groan just added fuel to the already raging fire in her own loins. If she was enjoying it at least somewhat, at least there'd be less risk of her love being unwittingly hurt by trying to resist, Melody thought in a rather macabre way.

Even though she knew it was inevitable, Britney was still surprised when the fingers between her thighs suddenly vanished and something hard and hot replaced them. The Guar she'd been making out with roughly grabbed her by her pert silver furred behind and hoisted her up off her feet, only to sink her back down onto his waiting cock, with her thighs wrapped about his waist. Her pierced nipples rubbed against his grubby white sleeveless shirt as she wrapped her arms about his neck for support, burying her nose into the sweaty musky fur of his chest. Brit growled and groaned into the Gaurs chest, squirming atop the thick throbbing and very real cock filling her cunt. Sure, she'd been on the receiving end of a good dicking on the rare occasion the mood struck, but never with a real cock. The sensation felt odd but familiar, similar to what she was used to feeling when she let Melody top her, but at the same time alien and different. It wasn't bad per say, kind of nice actually, but still not something she' ever choose over being with the love of her life. The Gaurs strong hands gripped her buttocks tight, using them as handles to begin bouncing the small coyote up and down along his thick prick while that damned Yak continued to pump his fingers in and out beneath her restrained tail.

Through heavily lidded eyes, Brit managed to look over and catch a glimpse of her wife. Melody was now seated in the lap of a large bull, with her knees closed and her hands clasped in her lap, as if he were simply reading her a bedtime story. The scene looked innocent enough at first glance, so Brit was confused by the strained look on her wife's face. Only when the chubby brown horse guided the felines thighs apart did she see why; Melody was sat impaled on a thick ebony cock, which she had unfortunately taken up her backdoor. The bull's prick was decently thick too, spreading the snow leopardesses' plush buttocks as he stretched her poor little pink pucker around the base of his flesh. The men standing around grinned and cheered as they watched her be lifted and lowered back down, her full bust jiggling a little with each bounce in the bull's lap. They'd even forgone sticking their pricks in her open maw, just so they could hear the lewd sounds she made as she was forced to ride that fat cock beneath her. Brit had teased Melody with the threat of taking her anally whenever the feline had gotten out of hand, but when Melody had winced at even just a single slender digit back there during a teasing session, she'd decided not to push the issue. Part of Brit was angry at the men for doing this to her wife, but the way the beautiful feline squirmed and groaned while riding the thick cock was just so damned hot. The way her body curved and arched, the expression on her beautiful face a perfect blend of pain-tinged unbridled pleasure. The way the sweat made her long flowing white locks cling to her face, partially obscuring those beautiful baby blues, it all just coalesced into an erotic work of art that would be seared into Britney's mind forever.

Brit's eyes went wide when something pushed in under her tail, she hadn't noticed she had stopped being bounced on the Gaur's cock while she was watching Melody. The Gaur had mumbled something to the Yak behind her as he gripped and spread her pert little behind invitingly for his friend; unfortunately for Brit, the Yak had gladly accepted the offer. A blunt cocktip nudged under her tail before slowly sinking deeper into her, alongside the thick cock still filling her cunt. Brit couldn't help but groan at the sensation of being double stuffed for the first time ever. The two large sweaty men pinned her lithe form between them again, in a new more filling manner this time as they started to buck and thrust into her. Sometimes they would match each other's strokes, but more often than not, they would go counter to one another and she would be constantly filled with cock one way or another. She knew she should hate this; it was wrong and not what she wanted or even enjoyed, but the sensations were too overwhelming for her to ignore. With a loud bark, her back arched as an unwanted but desperately needed climax tore through her slender silver form, now damp with the efforts and warmth of everyone crowding in around her. The men around her laughed and cheered again as the slender coyote was bounced along the two cocks filling her, being brought to climax again and again.

A pained groan caught Britney's attention; looking over to Melody, she saw the chubby brown horse had slipped between her wife's thighs thighs. No doubt the pretty snow mew was getting the same treatment she was, only with two unfortunately bigger males. There was a brief pained look on Melody's face as she was filled with more cock than there was ever any right to be had in one go, but as the horse started to roll and buck his hips, soon she began to pant and mewl. Her dainty white furred hands clutched at his sides and back; Brit knew that move well. Melody was no doubt in the throes of multiple climaxes of her own if she was scratching up the strangers back like that. She had suffered plenty such scratches herself during some of their more intense love makings. Again, Brit felt a pang of anger and jealousy, but the look of unbridled pleasure on Melody's face just excited her more, the naughty feline was actually enjoying being pinned between the two men.

Melody couldn't stop herself from groaning like a wanton whore, only Brit had ever gotten her to make those sounds before. God how she loved riding that pretty bitch's tongue, it was so damned long and squirmy, in conjunction with Brits intimate knowledge with her anatomy, the damned coyote never failed in having her beg for mercy. Melody forced her eyes to lift from the sight of the thick mottled horse cock pumping between her thighs to look over at where her wife was currently sandwiched between the two men from before. Only now it was obvious she was taking dick again for the first time in over a decade. She felt a pang of guilt, if she'd fought more for just going to Malaysia and spending their entire honeymoon on the beach, Brit wouldn't be here now and being subjected to this. She only hoped the look of near euphoria on her wife's face meant she was enjoying this, though there was no telling how the coyote would feel about these events after the fact, only time would tell. Melody hoped against hope that Brit would come through this fine, but even if she didn't, Melody would be right there beside her to help her through whatever came after. They'd face this and anything else together, always.

Curiously Brit noticed the Gaur pulled out of her snug cunt before he came, as did the one under her tail. She was thankful for that fact as birth control wasn't really required when your sexlife consisted of bashing clams and rubber toys. Britney felt her legs rather unstable and weak as she was lowered to the floor. Again, the men around her showed an odd level of care as they caught her before she collapsed, helping her over to an empty seat where they positioned her staring out one of the windows. The coyote found herself looking out at fields full of workers picking tea leaves by the look of it, she vaguely remembered reading that in a brochure somewhere. Some of the workers whom were not so focused on their work had stopped to smile and wave at the passing train and any occupants whom might be looking their way. Almost drunkenly, she raised a hand to wave back in a surreal moment, just before she screwed her eyes shut and cried out loud. Someone had roughly tugged up on her tail before another thick cock sunk home in her now slick and exposed asshole. When she turned back to look, she spotted another horse grinning down at her as he slowly pushed inch after thick inch of his member up her ass. Brit turned to watch the smiling people outside the window whizz past as an uncomfortably full feeling took hold, she felt like her belly would expand to show the obvious signs of the dull grey horses prick now inside her, if she were brave enough to reach down and find out, but she resisted the urge.

Part of her was disgusted with what was happening to her, but the more she thought about it, she really hated that she was enjoying it so much. Not just that men were giving her so much pleasure, but they were doing it in front of other people, in front of her wife, and that just excited her more! Even with taking a horse under her tail like this, she couldn't deny just how turned on she was, her insides felt like they were twisting as she wasn't entirely sure this wasn't all just because of the drug. Maybe she did like dick after all, real dick. With her forehead resting against the vibrating and jostling window before her, Britney was brought to another howling climax as the horse reached down between her slender thighs to hook his grubby fingers into her drooling cunt and find her engorged clit. Her large, pierced silver ears lay flat against her head as she shamefully climaxed while being fucked in the ass by a stranger, right in front of her wife watching from a mere few feet away.

Her wife's howl of pleasure caught her attention, though Melody actually couldn't see the coyote thanks to a pair of large Camel testicles blocking her view. She had been rolled onto her back as the Barasingha deer had helped himself to her well prepared real, his slender cock entering her backdoor with ease compared to the girthy bull before him. The Camel had eagerly tilted her head back and forced his length between her lips, blocking her view of the third person whom climbed atop her and began fucking her slick cunt. But judging by the similar feeling of the cock inside her, Melody assumed it was the pale mostly white furred donkey she'd spotted guarding the door earlier. Her breasts were being groped and almost mauled by the three men, alternating between grabbing handfuls of her soft white furred mounds and tweaking her nipples roughly, or reaching lower down to tease at her clit while the donkey stretched her pussy again and again. The felines ears twitched as she heard the coyote's howl cut short, but the choking wet sounds which soon followed gave her a good idea of what was happening to her wife.

Brit didn't get to finish her howl before the Sambar from earlier returned, holding a finger to his lips to try silence her. But when she couldn't stop herself from howling through her pleasure, he'd done the only logical thing. Gripping her pierced ears gently, the buck turned and forced her open maw down onto his waiting turgid fleshy spear. For a brief moment he worried the canine might bite down on his cock instead of pleasure him, but luckily for the young cervine she was too lost in her own pleasure to consider it. Soon enough he had the silver furred coyote's maw bobbing eagerly along his prick, causing him to groan. He reached down to brush her purple hair to the other side, away from the shaved side of her head, so he could watch as she sucked him off. To his surprise, she was actually smiling up at him.

Melody and Britney had lost track of time, they had no idea how long they'd been passed around between the group of men. But they were pretty sure they'd both taken more dick in the last couple of hours than the average Whitehouse intern and had been taken no less than twice by least a dozen of the men. They assumed they must be nearing the next major stop along the route when one the Yak yelled something out to the group and they all scrambled to get dressed again. Once more, the group curiously helped Melody and Brit clean up a little before dressing them. Understandably, neither woman was able to stand under their own power and were left to sit cuddled together at the back of the train.

Melody had been the more desirable of the pair it seemed, she'd taken the brunt of the group fun, subsequently she was worn out in more ways than one. By the time the train pulled into the next station and the men made a hasty retreat, the snow leopardesses head was resting on her wife's shoulder as she drifted off into sleep. Britney blushed when new passengers stepped into the car and paused to sniff the air, their eyes slowly turning to look over at the two women with a curious gaze.

Mercifully, Britney's phone pinged with a new email notification to draw her attention away from the amused stares of the new passengers. As she opened the email, her eyes went wide and her blood ran cold.

"Dear Mrs. Shepherd,

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Once again, we would like to extend our heartfelt congratulations on your recent nuptials. I unfortunately must also extend our deepest condolences about our inability to complete the transaction for the fantasy package you had booked for your wife. Our team was waylaid due to a road accident and did not make it to the Chennai train station on time.

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Please confirm by way of reply email if you would prefer a full refund on your selected "Gangbang rape fantasy" package, or would you prefer to continue to your secondary option in Malaysia?

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Yours sincerely

Extreme Fantasy Scenarios LLC."

Britney reread the email again, then again. That certainly did explain a few things, she had not originally intended to join in on the fantasy, she had only marked herself down as a maybe as it was required for her to be in the same car as Melody when it happened. That would also by why the men never climaxed inside them, they did not wish to leave any evidence behind!

The day Brit had decided she wanted to marry Melody, she wanted to know if the beautiful feline still had any longing desires for any men. To her surprise, there was no mention of any specific single male, rather the naughty feline harbored a deep desire to be taken against her will by a group of strangers. That way it could be a once off thing with no attachments or complications, they'd have their fun with her and then just leave so she could continue on with her life like nothing had happened. At first Brit had felt disgusted by the idea, but then again, she didn't like me. When she flipped it around and thought about it, she supposed if it was a group of beautiful women doing that to her, she would probably also be into it. The more she thought about it, the more the desire to give her wife this odd encounter grew. If anything, perhaps it would cure her of what ever lingering desire she might have for men. That thought had made her laugh to herself as she lay cuddled with Melody's head against her chest, her fingers idly stroking through her lovers long silken white locks.

Brit grinned as she looked over at her sleeping wife before tapping the reply button on the mail to begin typing.

"Dear EFS,

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I think I would like to....

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Footnote: Yeah, you perverts, you should now by now I love ending things on a cliffhanger. :P If you got this far and enjoyed this, we should be friends! :D