Request part 3
Time had passed since Rafael had worried about any of his pursuers. Surely his sadistic enemies had forgotten about him, and he could finally move on with his life. After all, he was a father! Amy's children had been born, the maid recuperating in the guest suite of their quaint barn-turned-house. They'd put in a few extra walls, some insulation, ran power off lines nearby. It wasn't mansion by any means, but it was the perfect place for their... specific needs. An entire room had been set aside for the family's sexual desires, the rest of the house much like any other. It was a bit tiring having to clean up after Amy's and Megan's waste, but it came with the good. It was hard to complain, getting mindless amounts of any type of sex you can imagine. Rafael found himself in the kitchen with Amy one bright morning, when Amy decided it was time. She stooped down without warning, releasing a thunderous fart into the kitchen.
"Amy don't..." Rafael began, looking over as a thick, brown log began to appear forth from the maid's well padded rump. It sank to the floor as if in slow motion, sliding along the wooden slats. It tapered to an end, and her once-pink pucker closed. It opened once more, releasing another, bigger roll of the soft shit. She stood, thought better of it, and released a final small pebble of poop. Rafael rolled his eyes as she walked off, and he grabbed a hold of the larger mound. It was warm and unbelievably soft within his fist, deforming between the long fingers. He carried it outside, to the shit pile, and returned for the rest. As he walked outside, he noticed Megan wandering back to him. As she walked, a thin stream of piss was jetting out from behind her, and she had the biggest of smiles painted across her yellow face.
"Hi Rafael! I've been to the river to wash up!" She informed, voice peppy and filled with joy to see her master. "Shall we fuck now? I've got the biggest horny!" Her grammatical errors made Rafael giggle, and he looked at her as she swished her curvy hips back and forth in excitement, tongue lolling out.
"I reckon so, let's go get freaky in the other room," He said, patting her on the shoulder as she tore past him. He caught a whiff from her vagina, the pheromones practically forcing his erection to blast a hole through his pants. He stripped off his clothing, piece by piece, as he walked down the hall where the giraffe stood moaning.
"Mount! Mount! Mount!" She chanted, flexing her pussy at him invitingly. He wrapped a hand around his rock solid cock, testing the strength. She backed up to him, fuzzed rump tickling his erection as it bubbled forth pre cum. He descended upon her, laying on her strong back and aiming his cock as carefully as possible. It slipped in without a problem, the moist folds welcoming the warm intruder. Her cunt squeezed at him before clamping down in earnest, sending shivers through Megan's spine beneath the human's chest. He pumped out and then in, hands reaching for those dangling breasts. Like warm, squishy bags of sand they were, but much more erotic and flattering. He pumped again, almost slipping out by accident.
"You really are horny, aren't you? You're dripping onto the floor!" Not that it mattered anyway, the room already reeked of sex and sweat. He could hear a steady drip from her sensitive vagina, but it was drowned out soon enough by the moist clicking of his pulsing erection sliding in and out of the pink cavity. His balls slapped at her clit, and he felt her breath in through the elephantine breasts. She was bowing her legs and ramming her hips back into him, much more outgoing than he'd ever seen her before in his entire life. "What's gotten into you?" He asked, groping at those wondrous orbs with a fever.
"You have!" She said, giving a particularly vigorous back thrust which almost unsettled him. He felt his load growing, and growing, and growing until he could hardly bear it anymore. "Yay! Cum! Lemme drink, lemme drink!" She said, another diversion from their normal routing. He withdrew himself carefully, his penis ready to blow at a moment's notice. She knelt down, holding up her boobs and spreading her mouth wide with eyes scrunched shut. His penis was shimmering with her juices, the scent rising up to his nostrils. She enveloped him in her mouth, the simple action causing him to lose it. He shot a thick rope straight down her throat, causing her to cough. She splattered them both with the white substance, the second explosion of cum landing in her mouth this time. He shot five more times, almost a quart in her mouth! He'd inevitably gained some power from his multiple reamings over the last year, but this was inhuman. She pushed him onto his back, leaning over his breathing stomach. She released the warm solution onto him, and then squatted over his chest with her pussy in his face. "Lick!" She commanded briskly, and Rafael was more than happy to oblige. Where had she gotten this sudden sex drive? He set to work happily upon her moist vagina, receiving a sudden torrent of her fluids to the face. It washed over him, warm and silky. She ground into his face and chest, smearing the semen all over them both. They were slipping and sliding over each other on the floor, landing in a 69 position where they rested for ten seconds before the sheer amount of cum forced them to fall into a heap in the slimy room. They lie there, panting, until Amy walked in on the scene. Her nostrils flared at the pungently neutral reek in the room, and she folded her arms over her breasts.
"Go wash! Now!" She reprimanded the two, and Rafael lead his pregnant giraffe mate out to the river, where they swam away the thick ejaculate from their inter-species loving. After an hour or so of swimming around, Rafael caught a glimpse of a gun poking out of the trees. It was unmistakeable.
"Run, Megan!" He yelled, shooting out of the water and attracting the bounty hunter's aim as Megan tore off into the undergrowth. He heard a gunshot tear the air, and the crack of a bullet whizzing by. The chase was on. He sprinted through the trees, hearing a panting behind him. He turned, seeing a Sergal tracker leading the bounty hunter right to him, who wasn't far behind. Rafael crashed through the bushes, legs working double time to separate himself from the pursuers, yet also from his family and their home. Soon the bounty hunter fell behind, leaving only Rafael and the Sergal in the race. Rafael was losing steam, and fast. He soon blundered into an outstretched root, taking a digger right into the ferns, naked. The Sergal pounced upon him, jaws latched around his throat.
"Last words?" It managed, one fang breaking the skin.
"Don't do it! Spare me, I can keep you safe from your master!" Dear god, let the master be abusive, otherwise this creature is going to waste me! Rafael thought to himself, pinned beneath the huge beast. Its breasts touched his face, moist with milk which must have come loose during the intense run.
"Save me how? Stop the beatings?" She said, releasing some pressure. Yes! Rafael spoke again, voice hoarse with fear.
"We can scare him off, then you can live with me! You can join my family!"
"Sex too?" She asked, releasing him and cocking her head to the side.
"All you want!" Somehow, despite her death grip on him moments before, he still found her sexy. The sleek, blue and white fur. Angular eyes, plump breasts, and moist vagina. It wasn't an overall bad look, not bad at all!
"Ok," She said to him, stepping off him. "Me hate master anyway," That was when the bounty hunter reached them.
"Freeze, scumbag!" He yelled, leveling his rifle. The Sergal turned on him, still standing over Rafael. Her pussy practically slapped him in the face, as she snarled at her former master. He recoiled, raising an arm to protect him.
"Mine!" She yelled, shaking her head. Her vagina pushed outward slightly, and before Rafael saw it coming, squirted a copious amount of urine onto him. The warm liquid immersed him, the stream never seeming to stop. It ended abruptly with a quiet fart for emphasis, marking him as her own. Unable to kill his old pet, the bounty hunter turned tail and fled off into the distance. "Sex. Now," She said, turning on him. "Want sex. Now. Name's Amanda," She said, his cock rising to the challenge. She sat on his pelvis, taking his erect member up into her sopping love hole. She rose off him, knees bent, and lowered herself slowly again. The feeling was surreal, the soft fur matted with sex juices and piss coupled with the velvety smooth consistency of that bright pink pussy. She definitely had a dominant streak, and a one track mind. That much was for sure. He rammed his hips upwards as she went down, one hand massaging at her clit carefully yet forcefully. She was riding him, and she leaned forward to offer him a supple breast. "Drink," He did as he was commanded, wrapping his lips around the exposed pink nipple. A gentle suck rewarded him with a wealthy squirt of warm, sweet milk, and he suckled happily while humping up into her tight little cunt. Amanda reached back to massage his balls, and he found himself unleashing a torrent of cum in a third pussy. He was becoming quite the party boy! She got off of him, curling up by his side while nursing at the cum the slowly seeped out of her cunny. Rafael jumped as Amy came trundling up to him, her eyes wide.
"Master! Your family is here, and not the bad ones!" His heart practically froze within his chest.