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The sound of joyous shrieks floated over the gates as the log ride crashed down into the river. A bell started to ring, signaling the imminent bucket dump from the fort every ten minutes. Even outside, sprinklers whirled over the big sign, spritzing guests as the entered through the gates under the exaggerated, cartoony letters arranged as if they were riding a rolling wave: Splash Town.

As Quill and Gabe got their tickets from the booth, Quill hugged Gabe’s arm excitedly. The summer day promised to push the boundaries of a reasonably hot day, and a trip to the local water park was the perfect answer to the heat. Splash Town wasn’t as big as a full-sized, world-class theme park, but for a modest water park, it was robust in its attractions. A few rides, several pools, and a few more all emblazoned by the hunky, sunglass-wearing, beach-bum mascot Sammy Seagull.

“So, what do you want to first? Start with the fun stuff like the log ride or the bumper boats and then relax? Or should we do the lazy river first and just chill?” Quill asked, the fluffy green cat’s fingers digging into the brown fur of his boyfriend’s arm.

Gabe just ran a hand through his blonde hair with a slight grimace. “Let’s just try to get through the locker room first.”

Quill pouted. “Hey, c’mon, you’re not allowed to be mad at me just because the goddess’s curse came today. You know it’s not my fault!”

Gabe looked down at him with a withering raised brow. “So it’s not your fault that you put on that bracelet after that old fortune teller definitely warned you not to?”

Quill just waved a paw dismissively. “It’s not like it’s that big of a deal. I think it’s fun!” Gabe let the beat pass as he stared mutely at his boyfriend, Quill jiggling his breasts to make his point.

A heat wave wasn’t the only thing the two woke up to that morning. After ordering a large, cursed bracelet from ebay, Quill decided to use it as a tail ring, and ever since had been stricken by the godess’s curse warned about on the seller’s page: each day at sunrise, his innate femininity would be drawn out and overtake his body.

It was called Bastet’s Bangle. The seller promised that this would turn him into a cat, and Quill jumped at the idea. Normally, Quill was a perky, lithe green monkey, but he’d always wanted to be a silky, slinky, handsome cat. He was shocked to see that the bangle’s magic worked when he first slipped it on his tail. He was even more shocked when he discovered that his new cat form came with big, bouncy breasts – something in the seller’s notes about an elite order of priestesses in service to the ancient cat goddess. He wasn’t entirely female, though. It certainly didn’t shrink his manhood, to say the least.

It just so happened that today was just such a day when Bastet’s curse overtook him. Quill was currently wearing a t-shirt and daisy dukes, and at a quick glance, many might assume that Quill, who was already a somewhat effeminate male on his best days, was actually Gabe’s girlfriend. That wasn’t the problem; the problem was what others might or might not notice once Quill changed into his swimsuit, and how the changes always seemed to bring out another, more dormant side of Quill’s personality.

“Look, let’s just try to keep things normal for once, alright?” Gabe tried to bargain with his boyfriend. “I’ve had enough of public incidents lately. No sperm drives, no frotting in the mall; let’s just have a nice, relaxing day at the water park, alright?”

Quill just rolled his eyes, his hands on his hips. Without the benefit of a bra beneath his t-shirt, every movement made his breasts wiggle beneath the fabric ever so slightly. “I seem to remember most of those being your fault in the first place.”

Gabe groaned under his breath as the two stepped under the watchful, judgmental, chillaxing gaze of Sammy Seagull as they headed to the locker area.

Given the heat, Gabe wasn’t surprised to see how crowded the park was, and that made him only more nervous. But there wasn’t much he could do about it now; it was definitely too hot to stay home. Gabe stepped into the changing stall to slip into his swim trunks, adjusting himself to keep his hefty member comfortable in the mesh without being too conspicuous. Thanks to his paternal great-grandfather being a stallion, Gabe had been blessed with a sizeable equine member despite otherwise being an average, if taller than usual, cat.

It did feel good even to simply be changed and ready for a day at the park, a towel slung over his shoulder as he stepped out of the stall in his blue swim trunks and elastic rash shirt that hugged his pecs. Unfortunately, when he saw Quill emerge, his boyfriend couldn’t help but draw eyes to him, as he loved to do. A stripey, strappy yellow-and-black g-string bikini is what he’d packed for himself, a strip of fabric over his midriff connecting the top to the bottom only drawing more attention to all the parts it didn’t cover, his DD-cups straining against the top and his own disproportionate bulge straining against the bottom.

Gabe groaned again. “Quill, couldn’t you have worn some trunks and maybe an athletic swim top or something?”

Quill scoffed, looking offended. “This was all I had on short notice! I didn’t exactly have time to hit up the sportwear store before the heat wave came! When I woke up this morning, if I’d had known that I’d grow boobs and a twelve-inch mmmmfffff-!”

Gabe jammed his paw over Quill’s mouth to stop him from finishing the sentence. “Can you please use your inside voice just once in your life?” he pleaded. With another groan he said, “C’mon, why don’t we start with the lazy river. Can you at least try to keep it all tucked for that so we don’t get kicked out? Because if you have a dick slip, I swear-”

“You worry too much, Gabe,” Quill interrupted him by leaning up to plant a kiss on his lips. “Besides… I think we both know you wouldn’t mind that at all, now would you?”

Gabe wanted to reply, but once again, all he could do was groan. Grabbing Quill’s paw, he tugged him along. “C’mon, I think the entrance is this way…”

Even just walking through the park was an exercise in anxiety, at least for Gabe. As he walked past the other park-goers, he couldn’t help but glance at their faces, following their eyelines, watching their reactions to see if they were noticing what was bouncing around in his boyfriend’s bottoms. Luckily, most of the other Splash Town guests were more concerned with whatever they were doing, their family members and partners, to really be checking out Quill’s junk. The most Gabe caught was some other men looking at Quill from the top up, not realizing he was a guy, and clearly liking what they saw. Gabe just gripped Quill’s hand tighter.

“You are so paranoid,” Quill said, rolling his eyes at Gabe. “Just relax. Even if I do have a little bulgy-wulgy, it’s not the end of the world these days.”

“It’s a bit more than a little one,” Gabe huffed under his breath, but wasn’t in the mood to argue about it.

When they reached the lazy river, Gabe had to give a whistle at it, impressed. It was plenty big, the bright blue water flowing at a gentle pace, lined with rocky walls designed to imitate a canyon, with streams trickling down into the river around fake moss. There were even multiple paths, one being a brief but dark cave with a waterfall over the entrance.

“Ooh, you were right Gabe, this is a good place to start,” Quill squealed a little as he grabbed his inner tube before bumping Gabe with his hip. “You want to share a tube with me? I promise you won’t get too wet,” he cooed mischievously.

Gabe was about to grab his own when he saw that they did indeed have double-seated ones. “Okay, why not? At least that way I can keep an eye on you, you horny little ape,” he replied playfully, grabbing one and giving Quill’s butt a pinch back.

Gabe jumped into the tube and Quill dove in before surfacing through the hole on his side. Both were sitting back and reclining, but Gabe was much more relaxed in his pose, while Quill was more than happy to stretch out and shake his head, letting the wet fling off his fur. “Oh, I forgot how good the water feels on a hot day like today,” he moaned louder than Gabe would have liked. He stuck his legs high in the air before spreading them, reclining on his arms behind his head as well, his bulging crotch thrust up into the open.

“If you don’t put that thing away, I’m gonna dunk you,” Gabe threatened. The two began their float down the river, so far not drawing too much attention, but Gabe feared that at the rate Quill was making a sight of himself, it wouldn’t be long before someone gasped, or a lifeguard blew their whistle.

“I can’t,” Quill complained, writhing in his seat, soaking up the sun with relish. “It’s so warm out, but the water’s so nice! It just feels too good!”

With some horror, Gabe saw the outline of Quill’s cock in his bikini bottoms twitch, starting to shift and swell. “It’s the lazy river, you can’t seriously be getting horny right now!” Gabe hissed at his boyfriend.

Quill gave his boyfriend a deadly serious look. “Gabe, in all the years we’ve been dating, have you ever found a situation I couldn’t get horny in?”

Gabe thought for a long moment. Then, he turned to Quill and concluded, “You’re right.”

As they floated down the river, approaching the first fork, Quill gave Gabe a playful look and said, “You could always help me relieve some of the pressure, you know.”

Gabe winced. “You mean bottom?”

Quill just grinned and rolled his eyes. “It’s not that bad. I know you like it a lot more than you let on.” Rolling around some more, Gabe saw Quill’s crotch give another twitch, his bottoms starting to tent as Quill whined, “C’mon, I’m so horny with all this supernatural energy and sunshine flowing through me! Can’t I get just a little bit of help?”

Gabe scanned the fairly crowded river. Most people were just lazing, some even outright napping on their tubes while others were gently playing, pushing each other into the paths of little streams and waterfalls. Most weren’t paying too much attention to them. “Fine,” he agreed under his breath. “Roll over and stick your junk in the water.”

“Oh, but I don’t want it to shrink. The water’s cold, you know,” Quill teased playfully.

“Just do it,” Gabe ordered.

Quill obliged, rolling onto his belly, but more than happy to stick his soft butt in the air. “You know, if you wanted to admire my ass, you could have just asked.”

Gabe ignored the comment, rolling onto his stomach as well, able to reach an arm through the hole in his tube and into the water. Stretching his hand out between them, he was able to feel around until he touched Quill’s hip.

“Ooh!”

“Quiet. Try not to draw any attention. Just relax.” Gabe tried to rest his head on his other arm to look like he was just lounging, but beneath the water and their shared inner tube, his hand was pawing around until he felt Quill’s bikini bottoms. Carefully, he tucked his fingers beneath the elastic, peeling them down until Quill’s meaty horsecock flopped out into the open water.

Quill shuddered with pleasure, the sun on his back and Gabe’s firm paw gripping his cock and pumping beneath the water. “Ohh yeah… this is the good stuff…” he moaned.

Gabe grit his teeth, trying not to show too much frustration but also not wanting to say too much and catch someone overhearing them, either. He figured it was best to move quickly and take care of Quill as fast as possible. Quill’s cock was still warm in his hand even underwater, but it was much more substantial. In his usual monkey form, his penis was impressive, but within the realm of normal; something he could handle. But in this form, with his transformed equine dong, Gabe had a lot more to work with. The shaft was both lengthy and girthy, and when he got hard, the midring and the flare were both substantial, bulging with sensitive engorgement. Gabe had to work his whole arm to pump Quill’s cock, and that only made it harder to disguise what was really happening as they passed near a lifeguard booth on the edge of the river.

“Mmmm, that feels so good,” Quill moaned again. “Do you think you can work the balls a little too?”

“I’ve only got one hand. Work your own balls,” Gabe grunted back. He started to pick up the pace, pumping faster, twisting with his palm. Quill’s cock being underwater made it easier to stroke and slide the flesh, and Gabe could feel it throb and twitch in his grip.

“Oh, god, Gabe…!” Quill gasped. “I think I’m getting close…!” Quill started to squirm, humping into the inner tube in a way that was a bit too conspicuous for Gabe’s liking.

“What? Already? You can’t just cum right here!” Gabe hissed as quietly as he could. Looking around and thinking fast, he realized they were at the fork leading into the waterfall cave. Most of the others river riders, not wanting to be doused with cold water or to go into a pitch-black cave, tried to push themselves out of the way. But kicking with his legs, Gabe splashed and started to steer the two of them toward it.

“Hey! Wait, what are you doing?” Quill protested, recoiling at the sight of the waterfall entrance.

The two floated on through, Quill yelping loudly as trickles of cold water dumped over both of their bodies. His yell echoed through the short tunnel, a spot of light showing the exit several meters away, but everything in between was total darkness.

Gabe sprung into action. With the tube squeaking with his movements, he reached out to grab Quill’s body, flipping the cat over so he was lying on his back, his exposed cock sticking upwards. Then, gripping Quill’s shaft in one hand and his plump nuts in the other, Gabe started to pump his dick hard, twisting and stroking fast, fondling and rolling his balls, even digging a couple of digits into his perineum to massage Quill’s prostate. “C’mon Quill, cum for me. That’s it, good boy…” he gave his boyfriend a sexy, sultry growl into his ear, knowing his husky voice might be the thing that tipped him over the edge.

“Oh, Gabe! Oh, god, yes! Mmmm, I’m gonna cum…!” Quill gasped at last. His hips pumped hard, humping into Gabe’s grip. Even if Gabe couldn’t see, he could hear the sharp intake of breath, feel the pulses in Quill’s meat, and the tube rocking with the cat’s buck upward as climax seized him. Then, he could hear the splatters of thick, hot, creamy cum hitting the top of the tunnel ceiling with every rope that Quill blasted. In this form, Quill’s orgasms were even more potent than Gabe’s by a big margin. As they drifted onward, Gabe could only pump and stroke Quill through to the end, trying to milk him of every last drop with the brief cover of darkness they had. As they passed toward the exit, he could already hear the splatters of jizz plopping down from the ceiling into the water behind them.

Just as the line of sunlight was starting to crest over their bodies, Quill was finishing up, still squirming with aftershocks. Gabe just barely managed to tuck his boyfriend’s cock back into his bikini and assume an innocuous pose, reclining next to his boyfriend.

Quill just groaned again, his green eyes glowing happily. “That was fun… Mmm, I definitely feel relaxed now,” he groaned with satisfaction.

“Then maybe we can enjoy a few lazy laps for once,” Gabe said with a smirk. But before he could roll onto his back, he looked toward the tunnel exit, and saw a few telltale wisps of white floating along the top of the water like a ghostly oil spill, too much to go unnoticed. “On second thought, why don’t we go do something a bit more exciting? Ride a ride or something?”

Before Quill could protest, Gabe yanked him out of the water. As they headed back into the park proper, he could already hear the lifeguard’s whistle blowing for the others to exit the river.

Quill seemed none the wiser, even if the lazy river was being shut down behind them. He clung to Gabe’s arm again playfully as he said, “A ride, huh? Can I pick?” he asked.

Gabe raised a brow as they walked by the food stands and wave pool and said, “Uh, sure, why not?”

Quill scanned the various rides and their signs within his field of view, but quickly settled on one, pointing with a finger. “Ooh! That’s the one.”

Gabe turned and raised a skeptical brow. “A tunnel of love?” Then he realized what Quill was getting at and said, “You can’t seriously be horny-” but it was too late, as Quill had already snatched his hand and was tugging him off to the ride entrance.

“I just want to spend a nice, romantic time with my boyfriend! What’s so wrong with that?” Quill complained innocently, batting his big, soft eyes at Gabe, who just rolled his, but went along with it.

The line wasn’t terribly long, since the ride wasn’t nearly one of the most thrilling, but Gabe could already see a dark tunnel filled with a pink neon glow, and a wolf guard giving the two boys a dirty look. “Maybe we should try to keep a low profile? There’s a chance we’re still on the hook for the lazy river.”

“Oh, don’t be such a scaredy cat!” Quill said when it was finally their turn to board the ride, a floating raft with a big, padded seat rising behind them. The two buckled in, but no sooner did the raft start to drift down the dark tunnel was Quill already unbuckling his.

“What are you doing?” Gabe snapped as they turned around the bend.

“C’mon and bend over, we can really get this boat rocking,” Quill said, wriggling as he pulled off his bikini bottoms. Sure enough, he was already getting hard again, his flaring horsecock throbbing in the air and dim neon glow as it stiffened.

“I’m not gonna let you fuck me in the middle of the ride! There’s cameras and shit!” Gabe protested.

Quill just tugged on his arm again. “Well, at least give me some head so they don’t see my big, fat horsecock! Don’t leave me hanging, Gabe! I’m feeling way hornier than before!”

For a split second, Gabe hesitated. But when he realized that Quill’s pink shaft was much more visible than his own brown, muted face, he knew what he had to do. Leaning over, Gabe gripped Quill’s cock by the base and plunged his mouth down onto it, swallowing half of the thick length in one gulp.

“Mmm, your mouth feels so good, Gabe,” Quill hummed as Gabe wasted no time bobbing and suckling on Quill’s fat shaft. “Ohh, don’t hold back now. You know I like it sloppy,” he quipped.

Gabe grunted and groaned back as he got to work. He bore Quill’s teases and quips when he wanted to mouth back, but even more he wanted to try and get it over with and make Quill cum before he got caught. Knowing that the transformation made Quill supernaturally horny, he could count on Quill’s natural libido already bringing him most of the way there. So, Gabe pulled out all the stops, forcing as much horsecock down his throat as he could, twisting and bobbing and slurping and slobbering, reaching out to slip a hand beneath Quill’s bra to fondle his soft breasts. He knew they were an electric sweet spot in this form, and he groped his tits lecherously as he bobbed his head without hesitation, letting drool slide down to the base of his shaft, ensuring every stroke was warm and slick. Whenever Quill transformed, Gabe always underestimated how big his dick was, and he struggled not to gag even when he got down to the midring on Quill’s equine shaft. But he could feel Quill tensing up, hear his moans above him as the green cat curled his fingers into his hair.

“Oh, fuck yeah, Gabe…” But then, Quill suddenly gripped Gabe’s hair tightly. “Shit! Get down! Get down!”

Gabe could kind of see what was happening out of the corner of his eye: as they rounded a curve in the tunnel filled with red and pink neon hearts, cupids, and mood lighting, they could see a windowed guard station with atmosphere-breaking fluorescence, a husky pig woman in a security uniform watching the boats go down the river. Quill’s hands were already shoving him down out of his seat, forcing him between his legs where he could crouch in the bottom of the boat, hopefully making it look like Quill was alone.

Gabe didn’t like being shoved around, let alone crammed between Quill’s thighs with his cock still shoved down his throat, but he squished himself into the tiny space. He was prepared to pull off and hide, but Quill’s tug on his hair wouldn’t let him go. Instead, as they floated by the window, Quill just kept his hips pumping, facefucking Gabe hard.

“Oh, shit! Gabe…!” Quill gasped, his eyes rolling listlessly as pleasure approached. Gabe was sweating bullets, sure that the guard would know something was up, but with Quill shoving his crotch into his face, he didn’t have much choice except to keep going. So he shut his eyes, pushed forward, and sucked Quill’s horsecock as best he could, swirling his tongue and pursing his lips until he started to feel dizzy, Quill’s crotch mashing into his face with each thrust.

Finally, as they floated past the window into darkness, Gabe heard that high-pitched sound of sweet release approaching, felt the pulses in Quill’s cock and his balls tightening in his hands. “Oh, fuck…!” Gabe shoved forward and prepared himself; Quill’s flare expanded, and then a deluge of cum blasted down his throat all at once. Gabe gurgled and groaned as his belly was flooded with hot, spunky semen from the writhing cat’s overproductive balls, but he didn’t pull back, and Quill’s grip on his head wouldn’t let him anyway. He swallowed every last drop of the salty splooge, his throat stroking the swollen flare with every swallow. Finally, as the end of the ride approached around the final bend, Quill slumped back with an exhale, releasing Gabe.

Gabe scrambled back into his seat while Quill slumped in bliss. “Oh, that was a good one, Gabe…” Quill purred with lazy grin on his face.

“You could have warned me before shoving me down there,” Gabe said with a smirk. “Now put it away, we’re outside!”

Luckily, the two were able to exit the ride without incident, smiling at the last guard who didn’t give them a second glance.

Gabe wiped his mouth again before stretching his arms behind his head. “You think that’ll tide you over until we get home later? I want to actually swim or something before we get caught or kicked out,” he said.

“I thought that ride was lots of fun,” Quill quipped teasingly, squeezing Gabe’s butt. “But fine, why don’t we hit the wave pool? That’s always a good time.”

Gabe nodded. “Actually, that sounds like a good idea.” With no disagreements, the two found themselves rushing into the deep, semi-crowded waters of the wave pool between cycles, the clear, bright waters calm now, but would get much rougher before long.

They paddled out toward the deep end, Quill still full of adventurous energy. He twisted onto his back, his heavy chest practically bouncing as he floated along as he said, “C’mon, Gabe! You can’t let little ol’ me go deeper than you!”

Gabe didn’t answer right away as he kicked a couple of feet behind Quill, still worried about the situation with his boyfriend’s tight swimsuit and his conspicuous, bulging body.

Quill caught him staring, and knew he wasn’t admiring. “Gabe, what’s the matter?” he asked, his voice suddenly more serious, demanding. “You’ve been on my case about my body all day. Can’t you just relax?”

Gabe winced as the two settled into a deeper spot near the wall, treading water while Quill raised an eyebrow, expecting an answer. “I’m sorry, I just don’t want us to get in trouble.”

“Gabe, honey – no one cares!” Quill pointed out. “I’m sure at least half a dozen people have noticed that, yes, I have huge tits and, yes, I’ve got a giant dong filling out my bikini bottoms. Maybe twenty years ago that would get you in trouble or whatever, but it’s not like that nowadays,” he said. Quill kicked toward him a ways, reaching out to grab a hold of Gabe’s hand and say, “I like the way I look. I like this form, and I feel excited every time I get to go out looking this way. Sometimes I wonder if the horniness is really just magic hormones, or if it’s just me feeling good about myself the whole time. But no one is really bothered by me, even if they do notice what I’ve got going on. The only one in this entire park who thinks my body is embarrassing, the only one who’s ashamed of me this way, is you.”

Quill’s point washed over Gabe’s head stronger than the wave pool’s waves as the motor started to turn on, the waters churning as an alarm was played. The brown cat faltered, processing his thoughts, suddenly feeling quite ashamed of his behavior toward his boyfriend. “Jeez, I didn’t even think about it that way. I’m… I’m sorry, Quill,” he said, able to look into his boyfriend’s eyes as he gripped Quill’s hand in both of his, their forms rising and falling steadily as the waves grew bigger. “I don’t want you to think I’m ashamed of you. Or even that I don’t like you when you look like this. It’s a little unexpected, but it’s always a nice surprise,” he said honestly. “I just worry that your sex drive going into high gear will get us in trouble or something. But I guess we’ve managed to get away with worse stuff,” he said with a smirk. “But I even enjoy how horny and needy you get when you’re like this. Even though my ass usually needs an ice pack the next day, I love getting to be with you in a whole different way; it’s fun changing things up with you.”

Quill smiled appreciatively, accepting the apology wordlessly. As the bobs grew stronger and stronger, and the other swimmers retreated a bit further out, Quill and Gabe managed to hold onto each other to resist the big waves starting to roll through, and the green cat smirked. “Well… I don’t think the lifeguard’s looking right now,” he purred.

Gabe just smiled back. He leaned forward to pull Quill into a firm kiss, and Quill returned it with a breathy moan and a good amount of passionate tongue. Letting his fears and inhibitions be washed away in the churning waters, Gabe reached his hands under Quill’s bra, pulling his breasts out and squeezing them, moving them as their bodies met, making out and fondling each other, heat building between hem.

“Mmm, this is nice,” Gabe moaned, kissing Quill harder, nibbling on his lip slightly as their tongues darted past each other.

“Ohh,” Quill moaned back, pushing his chest into Gabe’s squeezing palms as he rotated the globes, the water moving between them only enhancing the sensations as Quill’s bottoms started to strain with growing arousal. “We’re only just getting started.”

The smaller cat pounced on his boyfriend, and with the waves starting to reach their peak of high swells and low troughs, Gabe didn’t have the heart or the balance to fight back. Quill slipped around behind Gabe who steadied himself against the wall of the pool while Quill yanked his bikini bottoms off and tugged down Gabe’s shorts, their garments hanging on only by an ankle each. His long, fluffy brown tail was yanked upward, exposing his round ass and his tight, pink hole beneath the gleaming water.

Gabe bit his lip as he felt Quill insistently shove his solid flare against his pucker, Quill’s tits pressed to his back as his Quill sank his little fangs into his neck, grinding against his cheeks with passionate, insistent need. “God, Quill…” he groaned huskily. He could hardly believe Quill was able to get hard again so soon after two climaxes just at the park alone, but the cat transformation was not something to trifle with. As he ground his shaft against Gabe’s hole, a flood of eager, slick precum coated his backdoor and prepped the way, providing some lubricant that managed to stick even with the pool current moving between them.

Quill nipped playfully at his ear before uttering a husky, dominant groan, “Does my good boy want some dick?” He punctuated his tease with a hefty grind between Gabe’s cheeks, sawing his shaft through his flesh, prodding his flare against the waiting backdoor.

“God… yes!” Gabe exhaled, his fingers clenching against the pool wall to brace himself. He shoved his ass backward, and despite the cheers and chatter and splashing around them, they felt like they truly had this little space of the wave pool all to themselves.

“Okay, but you asked for it,” Quill teased again, kissing Gabe’s cheek. He let his paws slide down to grip Gabe’s bare hips before suddenly and powerfully unleashing all of his pent-up, horny energy and shoving himself inside.

“Oh, fuck!” Gabe yelled as he felt his insides suddenly rearranged by the massive invader. Well over a foot of horsecock plunged into him all at once, thick, hot, and hard, and Gabe could feel the stretch deep inside of him, his own horsecock throbbing and stiffening as his prostate clenched.

Quill wasn’t one to be gentle in this state. His magically-enhanced sex drive surged as Gabe’s butthole gripped his cock. “Ohh, god, Gabe! Your ass is so tight!” he moaned. His fluffy green hips immediately started to pump and pound, humping against Gabe with animal abandon, pressing his tits, his cock, and every other part of him firmly into Gabe’s back.

Gabe had to bite his lip as the hard strokes coursed through him, filling him with tightness, tension, but also pleasure that melted into his very fingertips and made him see stars every time Quill nailed his prostate with his broad flare. Likewise, Quill panted and gasped with delight, moaning and grunting cutely, gripping Gabe’s presented hips and plowing his ass with everything he had, driven purely by desperate, horny need to get off as the two kicked to stay afloat in the rising waves.

“Fuck, Quill! It’s so big-!” Gabe cried out, trying his best to hold onto the wall and his composure while Quill fucked the hell out of him, stretching his asshole to its limit. Meanwhile, his own cock oozed precum below, washed away in the pool while Quill’s fingers tightened around his hips.

“Gabe! Oh, yes, Gabe! Fuck, you feel so good!” Quill moaned. But he surprised even Gabe when he gave the bigger cat’s ass a firm squeeze before suddenly pulling out, leaving Gabe yawningly empty.

“Wha…?” Gabe sputtered, confused as a wave crashed over both of their heads, but Quill used the brief tumble to flip Gabe over, facing him now. Quill again shoved his lips into Gabe’s, his tongue invading his throat as he shoved himself back inside.

“Mmmmf-!” Gabe cried out, the new angle making it all the easier for Quill to ram his prostate, his own massive horsecock bobbing and twitching at full mast between them as he felt his ass get pounded into oblivion. Quill was in total control, swimming stronger than he expected, thrusting under the water into him, hooking his hands beneath his knees to get the best angle of entry. He only broke the kiss to shove Gabe’s face between his bare, fluffy tits, and Gabe’s entire world was swallowed by his boyfriend’s cleavage. For a moment, all he could feel was their pillowy softness mashed against his face, and his boyfriend’s hard dick fucking the hell out of him at the other end.

Gabe’s voice was swallowed by Quill’s cleavage, but his body tensed, jerked as Quill’s thrusts grew stronger, harder, jerking beneath the water, their rutting only growing more passionate. Gabe kissed and sucked on his breasts, and Quill’s voice rang out in delight. “Yes! Yes! Oh, Gabe! I’m gonna cum…!” Quill cried out.

He buried himself balls-deep inside his boyfriend’s tight, needy hole, his cock throbbing, flaring, preparing to unload. That final shove slid deliciously against Gabe’s hot button, slamming into his prostate, and Gabe’s vision exploded with stars as he was forced over the edge first.

Gabe’s cock erupted between their body, twitching with the full force of their mutual pleasure, milky cum oozing, filling the space between them. He felt Quill’s flare pulse hard and start to paint his insides white with hot, white, creamy magma, filling his already-stuffed guts with the green cat’s horny essence. Gabe was completely filled and smothered by Quill, gripping onto his boyfriend’s pillowy tits for dear life, groping them while Quill panted, moaned, and writhed, grinding against him, making sure he took every last drop of his rapturous climax.

Gabe didn’t care if anyone saw or heard. He loved his boyfriend, and he wanted to be with him, be filled by him, and to pleasure Quill. He gave his body to Quill, and Quill accepted it happily as they rode their peak together.

Quill was still buried inside Gabe when the waves started to abate. “Ohh, Gabe…” he moaned happily.

“Fuck, Quill …!” he groaned, dazed but satisfied himself. When Quill finally withdrew, leaving Gabe suddenly feeling intensely empty, cum gushing out of his hole into the water, Gabe gasped. “I can’t believe I let you do that,” he laughed, trying to reach his trunks around his ankle stealthily as he could. “I am not taking you anywhere public ever again when you’re in cat mode,” he said, looking at the milk cum starting to flow and spread between them.

“That one’s all on you,” Quill said with a smirk as he carefully pulled his bikini bottoms back on and readjusted his breasts within his top. “I make sure to cum inside, responsible-like,” he giggled. “And you can complain all you want, but we both know you enjoyed that even more than I did.”

Gabe just rolled his eyes, but his smile was soft, genuine. “Yeah,” he admitted.

A long silence passed between them as the two redressed and headed out of the pool. Gabe looked around at the park, and then at his busty boyfriend, taking Quill’s hand in his.

“Want to fuck me on the bumper boats, baby?” he said, jerking toward the entrance with his thumb.

Quill gave Gabe’s butt another squeeze. “I thought you’d never ask.”