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Their meeting was inevitable. Two striped beauties as deadly as they were alluring, experts in their field, they knew each other at first glance. They knew each other's secrets. They knew what their counterpart was capable of. Their eyes were locked together in a silent stare down from the moment each of them noticed the other. Around them, people went about their daily shopping, moving around them if needed. There was much for them to consider, and even more they could communicate with one another through nothing more than a deep glare.

It was not some guarded facility, nor an extensive mansion in which the assassins met face to face for the first time, but rather from across the aisle of a common grocery store. Neither the fierce tigress and the powerful zebress were on the hunt for anything more than something tasty to make for dinner. Indira was still holding a watermelon she'd been considering. Kalypso was clutching a cucumber. The serendipitous timing had her glancing between the phallic vegetable and the blue tiger herself, offering a suitably suggestive smirk. If there had once been a day where their meeting would have resulted in conflict, it was long past. Instead, it was lust at first sight.

"I've been wondering when I'd meet you," Kalypso said as she strode forth on her surprisingly silent hooves. "Though I didn't quite picture this to be our moment."

Indira held her ground, looking up at the herbivore. Kaly was a lot bigger than her. Her curves were even more expansive, and the bulge in the rather short leather skirt she wore was dangerously close to indecent. She didn't say a word while she was still sizing up the intent of her potential cooperation. The zebra just smiled at her and bowed her head slightly.

"There is much you could teach me, I imagine. I have always admired your way with the craft. It's an honour, Miss Indira."

That was when the tigress let her stern demeanour give way to a smile. "You may call me Indi, if you prefer."

"And I'm Kalypso - though if I know you, you probably already know that."

The tigress softly chuckled. "Yes. I am retired, but I tend to keep tabs on certain talented individuals."

They stood together a little longer, looking each other up and down. There was mutual admiration in their gazes, and not simply for the skills each of them brought to the table. Indira set down her melon. She subtly scanned the zebra before her, taking in the full extent of those curves, of those impossible hefty, perky tits just above her head, those wide hips, the not-so-subtly outlined shape of an equine sheath and sack beneath Kalypso's skirt. Pressing a fang to her lower lip didn't do much to suppress the rumbles rising up in her chest just to be in the presence of the bigger, heavier, more shapely woman.

The admiration was nothing if not mutual. Kalypso was less subtle about it. She lowered herself down just to look at the tigress more closely, breathing slowly and warmly over her as she inspected each of those stripey curves. Though the feline was older than her, she was still ever so shapely. Athletic in places, simply soft and curvy in others, she was the kind of cat she just wanted to scoop up and carry off. Such was the strength of that impulse, she leaned even closer, letting her bust hang heavy in her revealing top, almost on full display as she whispered into the tiger's ear. Not a moment passed without her knowing full well she was only getting that close because Indira allowed her to.

"I know a pretty good alley around here. Not perfectly private, but the sun's starting to go down, and I don't have anywhere to be for a while ..."

"Mm." The tigress did her best to seem nonchalant, for a few moments at least. "Perhaps there are indeed some things I can teach you."

"A free lesson from the tigress herself? That's better than any two for one sales around here. Come on."

Kalypso only briefly hesitated. She had a very good sense for how far she could go with people. Who liked to be approached, who liked to be touched - she was an expert in knowing exactly when to get close, and when to take her time. The radiating warmth and rumbles alike from the receptive tigress certainly helped encourage her. Without so much as glancing around to see who might see them, she reached down and took the big cat by the rump, picking her right up off the floor. She looked light in the zebra's arms, and she had a pair of impressive jiggling pillows to smother her face into as Kalypso scooped her up and away, striding out of the store right in front of plenty of ogling onlookers. It was anything but secretive, and that was exactly what excited the two of them.

Out they went. Kalypso kept her pace steady, even carrying the whole cat in her arms. She squeezed Indi's butt, and the two of them soon fell into a kiss as if gravitated. They needed this. One long, deep smooch soon escalated into wrestling tongues. Even with her eyes closed, Kalypso found her path. She ducked behind a large building, squeezed into the particularly secluded alley she'd specified, and that was when she pressed the cat right up to the wall. Not to rest her arms, but so she could push even more of her weight into the tigress' body, squishing her with her bust, pinning her with her black and white bulk.

That skirt didn't cover her for long. It tented under the slightest twitch once Kalypso's cock dropped to thud against her thigh. That shiny black zebra dick stiffened with every smooch they exchanged. She helped herself to Indira's body, squeezing, groping, and soon humping at her without so much as a hint of decorum. Every bit of admiration she had for the secretly legendary tigress was one she worked out in her grinding against her, filling out and getting hard as they worked their way to mutual moans and a deep, fond rumbling that resonated into Kalypso's mouth.

Indira kissed back just as fiercely as she was kissed, using her tingly tongue against the zebra's thicker, wetter own. It would have been easy to get overwhelmed if she was anyone else, but she kept up with the duel until they were outright drooling on each other. Just a little. Kalypso clashed with the sandpaper slurps the tigress gave her, but eventually she retreated from the battle - not in defeat, simply in amusement. She offered the cat in her clutches a playful grin.

"You don't need to worry about your reputation here, Indira. I'm not trying to defeat you. I just want to enjoy you. Appreciate you. Maybe even ... take care of you, if you'll let me."

Hearing that caused some of the tension to release from the tiger's muscles. She couldn't help a certain competitive instinct when she was with someone similarly skilled. Drawing a deep breath, she allowed herself a sigh.

"It does grow wearisome, keeping myself on full alert and peak performance at all times."

"And I have no doubt you could slip free and choke me out with your thighs in a blink." Kalypso laughed. "I'd probably enjoy that, too. But here, look at you. I think you need to relax a little while, and let me show you what a big fan I am."

"Mmm. That sounds nice. That sounds very nice indeed.." The tigress simply closed her eyes for a time. A subtle gesture, but one Kalypso recognized as trust.

"You deserve a break. I can't promise it'll be quite so soothing as a trip to the masseuse, but it'll get you just as loosened up."

She grinned at her own joke just as she slapped her cock up against the tiger's bust. Fully filled out, her flared shaft stood up tall enough she could hump and grind on most of the tigress all at once. The blunt tip flared out and gave a hefty squirt of precum that Indi was quick enough to catch on her outstretched tongue. Subsequent spurts just ended up all over her face instead. Kalypso looked at her with an adoring gaze, fluttering her eyes, flashing her mismatched eyes. Indira returned her gaze, sending out some blissful rumbles as she was treated with such unbridled desire, such greedy lust that had her modest, unassuming clothing thoroughly marked with the scent of horny zebra before long.

That was certainly no problem with her, but it did leave them more readily aware of the barriers between their bodies. Such things wouldn't do when they were already radiating their mutually pulsing desire. Kalypso didn't want to, but she had to set the tigress down, just for a moment. She kept the cat in her arms the whole time, pulling her from side to side as she stripped her. It was like a dance, an especially spicy tango that left her grasping two double palmfuls of tigress tits. They might not have been quite as big as the zebra's own, but then nobody's were, in Kalypso's experience.

She wrapped an arm around the tigress to help her with her bottoms, lifting her right off her feet in the process. Dragging those panties right along with them helped to reveal just how wet the big cat really was. Maybe she'd already been in the mood, or maybe she was simply that intoxicated by her short time in the zebra's clutches. Kaly's lusty, musky scent once she was really worked up had a way of doing that. Though that was hardly the only horny perfume wafting through the admittedly unromantic alleyway. Kalypso snatched a hold of those lust-dipped panties she'd stolen from Indira and brought them right to her nose for a deep sniff right in front of the tigress. Indi's eyes reflected quiet amusement.

"I much admire your indulgent approach to things."

"That's one way of putting it." Kalypso chuckled. "Yet here I am, standing here with my clothes mostly on while you're naked in my favourite alley. Let's fix that."

It might not have been one of her famous stripshows, but the steady reveal of her monochrome body was titillating enough. She cupped her breasts once they bounced free of her short top, though they hardly needed the support. They remained afloat without so much as a nudge, juggling with her every swish and sway. She waved her paintbrush tail about and swung her hips, cock drifting back and forth right along with her every movement once she got down to her skirt. Its function had already been overridden by the pulse of her arousal, but she stripped it off all the same so she could be equally naked with the tigress. Getting down to their completely bare stripes for a semi-public quickie might not have been necessary, but when they were stroking their hands over each

other's bodies, they had no regrets.

There wasn't really anywhere great to hang up either of their outfits by the time she was done. Kalypso was at least kind enough to lay Indira's clothing on top of her own. She'd torn so many garments in her time - whether intentionally or not - that she never did care too much about any individual piece of clothing. She stroked the cat and got stroked back, but neither of them were content with mere touching. It was back to the wall. The red brick squished against the tigress' blue fur when the zebra picked her right up and pinned her there, but she wasn't about to worry about getting a little dirty when she had such a massive cock throbbing snug between her tits.

Kalypso could grin from the tiger's trim belly all the way up between her breasts and just under her chin with a dick that big. She made the most of it, utterly smearing Indira in her precum with every stroke, every lunge and thrust of her hips. Kalypso took her time making an utter mess of the tigress she admired. She had so many juices to give. Only when Indira was effectively drenched in zebra did Kaly find the snug spot between her thighs. The first prod got her nowhere, but she kept at it, easing herself up against those folds, letting the tigress adjust to her size before she went all the way.

"God damn, I just want to fuck you until you forget who you are," Kaly said through clenched teeth. That kind of desire was the sort that would have made her snarl if she was a cat like Indi.

Indira's own words came out rapid-fire, groaned between rumbles and something very much like a purr. "I want you. Inside. All of you. Every inch. Every drop. Go in bare."

"Ohh, fuck Indi. That's what I like to hear. I can feel your heat. I can tell you're still ever so fertile. Maybe more than ever. How does that work?" She tipped her head and flashed a teasing smile. "I have to ask to be sure. Is that the blue cat herself telling me to knock her up?"

"Yes."

The tigress' glare and straight-faced expression told Kalypso she wasn't joking in the slightest. There was only one possible response. Kalypso flashed a look of intensity to rival the tiger's own and pushed forth, spreading her out, slipping the very first blunt inch inside.

"That's what I like to hear. Let's see how swollen we can get you. It's gonna be hard to sneak around when you're my knocked up slut sloshing with your every step."

She clutched the cat by the hips and moved between her thighs, pulling her slowly into a standing mating press. The wall behind them was going to have to be durable if the zebra was going to work out all her pent up desire for that tigress pussy. She brought a rising snarl from the big cat that grew more shrill the deeper the zebra penetrated her. It was a stretch, but a slick one, eased along by the sheer flood of lust dripping from the velvety folds of the horny feline. Kalypso leaned in against the tiger's neck and simply sniffed at her, breathing the scent of demanding lust rising up from her. How fortuitous she came along just as that cat was so desperately in need of a good breeding.

Kalypso wasn't even halfway inside and she already had the tiger clawing at the wall behind her, alternately bellowing and shrieking out in the full range of her feline voice. They might have been around the corner from general pedestrian traffic, but it was more than likely someone was going to hear her. Not to mention the windows above, where anybody could have looked down to see those naked, steaming stripes pressed together in their mating passion. Kalypso was just going to have to do her best to match that intensity with her thrusts when her brays and moans couldn't quite keep up with the roars and mrowls from Indira's lips.

They clutched each other tightly, silencing each other's voices when they fell into a slobbery kiss once more. The indignity of their messy making out was far from either of their minds. Kalypso entered deeper, and deeper still. Usually the satisfying pop of her medial ring slipping past those plump, puffy pussy lips was the stopping point for her partners. The grip of the tiger's thighs around her waist told her Indi was far from done. If she was going to sink in all the way, the Kalypso was just going to have to arrange that cat exactly how she needed to be, clutching her by thighs to lift those legs, then behind her knees, then her ankles, tightly gripping until she had that soft, fuckable cat bent right in half, her paws right over her head.

Such feline flexibility she demonstrated, having absolutely no trouble taking such an exposed, vulnerable position. She was just as stretchy in other ways too. Kalypso sank deeper, and deeper, marvelling at just how well the tigress accommodated her size. Indi was far from loose. She was clamping on that dick as if in effort to milk it prematurely, but the zebra wasn't nearly done with her. Even pushing past the point of pain for almost anything, the tigress just kissed her deeper and licked her mouth, pussy pumping tightly around that fat zebra dick until the big equine was balls deep inside of her.

The juicy plap of smooth, shiny black zebra nuts making solid contact with the inside of the tiger's thighs resonated all throughout the alley. Kalypso took a moment to simply hold herself fully within the cat, savouring in the kiss they shared as she flexed and throbbed within those twitching depths. Indira was relentless. She would not stop squeezing down on that belly-bulging shaft stretching her out to the brink of impossibility. Kalypso had certainly never fucked someone anyone Indi's size who could take it like that. That was something worth cherishing for as long as she liked, before she got to utterly ruining that blissful tightness all wrapped around every inch, every vein, around her throbbing medial ring and bulging flare alike.

A lift and swish of her tufted tail went along with Kalypso wiggling her hips. She had to make sure she got the angle just right to bring them both as much pleasure as possible. Breaking from the kiss left them drooling on each other's tits. They simply locked eyes for a little while longer until the tigress finally nodded. She knew it was no small thing to let a zebra go full strength on her. The consequences were her own. She was beyond want. The slight scratch of her claws down the zebra's back told Kalypso it was time to fuck her for everything she had.

With a flex of her striped ass, the zebra lunged. She fucked hard and deep, slamming her balls against Indira's ass and thighs alike, shaking that body deeply, jiggling her every curve. There was no need to be gentle. The tigress might have been smaller and less hefty than her, but Kalypso could feel just how durably she was built. There was a reason she admired that cat even before they met. Now it was time to show what a fan she truly was in sloppy, gushing, slapping slams of zebra cock deep inside that aching, soaking cunt. Every drive, every thrust was one closer to breeding with the big cat, and they were both locked together in a fury of need that ensured there was no stepping back from that reality.

Soon the squelch of excessively messy sex was competing with their screams. Kalypso didn't have the loudest voice around, but she could moan, she could gasp, and sometimes even nicker, snort, and bray once she found her pace, pounding between the stripes and into the soaking wet sex that hugged around her cock. Indira was louder. That was a given, given her feline nature. The feline was far from subtle about getting fucked in the alleyway. She waited and caterwauled when she wasn't simply roaring in Kalypso's face. That didn't intimidate the zebra. Cats were always so noisy before she completely broke them on her cock.

When Indira got bitey, it just meant go faster. Kalypso wasn't about to let a little teeth and claws stop her from taking everything she wanted from that pussy. The precious kitty in her clutches looked more and more dazed the longer she got rammed by the thick zebra cock schlicking in and out of her sex, splattering them both in their combined juices, filling the alleyway with their pheromones. Their bodies were increasingly shrouded in darkness as the sun set over the city around them, but their focus remained unbroken. They remained locked together in their primal passion, bodies colliding in their brutal dance of need. Such desires they dredged up just by laying eyes on each other. They weren't going to be done until one of them couldn't move.

Kalypso was instinctually primed and well-trained to recognize a set of teeth coming for her. She saw those fangs ready to piece her skin in the midst of their shared bliss, and slamming that pussy wasn't going to stop Indira from sinking in. The zebra intercepted her before she could do her any harm. Taking one hand from the tiger's thigh, she snatched that soft throat and squeezed, pushing the cat's head back to keep her from chomping. For at least as long as she had a zebra cock balls-deep inside of her, pumping, fucking, mating her stupid, she belonged to the herbivore, and she wasn't to be misbehaving.

"No you don't. You're my mewling whore tonight. Stop your fussing and get fucked, cat."

Indira's response to getting choked and taunted like that was to put on a subtle smile devoid of the snarly ferocity she'd worn moments ago. That was when she got even tighter. Kalypso felt that especially intense squeeze contracting all around the many inches of meat she had buried within the tigress. Then there came the messy, audible squirt of juices that splashed across the zebra's middle, neatly coating her taut abs. Indira painted the zebra down in liquid lust, yet she never snarled nor screamed. Instead, she closed her eyes as if meditating on the moment, with Kaly's fingers still wrapped around her throat.

It was the first time the zebra actually lost her pace. Only for a few seconds. She shuddered and half-thrust as she felt the tigress going off around her cock. Then she regained her composure, straightened her spine, and put all the power of her thick, strong ass into absolutely plowing the cat hard. Back and forth, up and down, grinding, rutting, slamming the feline until her jaw was agape and her eyes were scrunched shut in a not-so-peaceful state of prolonged pleasure, the zebra gave something almost like a snarl of her own that fell instead to a warm, loving groan when her flare swelled to full and her balls tightened up hard where they slammed against the big cat's ass.

She had to go all the way inside. She so rarely got to do that. Plunging forth and holding herself fully stuffed within the quivering cunt around her cock, she let Indira feel every tremor, every bulging flex of pressure passing through her shaft before she went off hard. No regrets. No hesitation. She came right inside the tiger's womb and let every drop of seed swell her out until she could imagine herself flooding the cat's very ovaries. Seconds of firehose spurting, of sweating, shaking, twitching climax and she'd already given Indi a nice big belly full of cum. She still had so much more to milk from her pumping, churning nuts, splurching that lust-primed pussy full, mating with the cat, knocking her up beyond any possible shadow of a doubt.

There was no small thrill in clutching the tigress close and making Indira herself her cum-bloated zebra slut. She had the cat drooling for her by the time she was done plowing her full of spunk. Rivers of white poured down to the ground, staining the ground, the wall, the zebra's own thighs, but Kalypso didn't stop. She fucked and filled Indi even when it meant gushing out streams of fresh jizz in every direction, bouncing that rounded belly up and down with every thrust. That cat made for such a good condom, and Kaly wasn't going to be done until her nuts had clenched out every single drop she could make for her.

Though she was panting heavily and slightly shaking, supporting the feline's weight with a single hand and the help of the wall behind her, Kalypso kept on cumming inside her until there was absolutely no more room. Only then did she let her cock slip out with a slop and splat of overflowing seed from that briefly gaped hole. Indi sealed up more or less as tightly as before even as the zebra was busy painting her down with rope after thick, juicy rope of her cum. She drenched that belly, she splashed those tits, and she even got plenty of mess all over the tiger's face and into her beautiful black and white hair. It was a testament to her elegance that the tigress could still maintain some semblance of dignity when she looked like she'd been half-drowned in zebra cum.

A long, lurching huff and sigh came with Kalypso's cock finally flopping down. The two of them looked into each other's eyes as they caught their breath. It didn't take that long. They were trained in endurance, flexibility, and pain tolerance. One rough fuck wasn't going to take either of them out of commission. Despite the mess, they eventually shared a sloppy kiss that was much gentler than any of those that came before. Kaly allowed the tigress slowly down from the wall and ran a hand over her belly.

"I can just feel it. That warmth. That glow. You are definitely pregnant, Indi."

"Good."

Kalypso probably shouldn't have been surprised by the blunt answer, but she softly giggled nonetheless.

"We made a bit of noise. Think anyone was watching? I normally can tell, but I was a little focused on you. And all of your everything."

"Perhaps. I suspect they enjoyed the show, if so. You are very good at what you do."

The zebra took the tigress by the hand and simply squeezed as they stood there, dripping, sweating, sex-musked steam rising from their naked stripes. A spark of mischief made Kalypso perk her ears.

"You know ... I know some other good places like this one. Not quite public. Not quite private. Makes me wonder."

"Go on."

"I wonder, just how long can we get away with it? And just how deep will you go into depravity, how long will you last as a zebra's needy cocksleeve? I've left so many people drooling and fucked utterly dumb. Most can't even tell me their name for a while. What about you?"

"Hm." The tigress acted nonchalant for just a moment, before she warmly smiled. "I think you shall find me more difficult to break than the others. Shall we gather our things and walk together?"

That made Kalypso laugh again. It wasn't exactly going to be easy to gather up their discarded clothes and step back into public with their bodies drenched and Indi's belly swollen like that, but if anyone was capable of such a feat of stealth, it was the two of them.