Mean Girls Need Some Loving Too. Part 1
Mean Girls Need Some Loving Too. Part 1
"Your tail...," a boy says. Several teens my age and his turn to look at us in the school hall.
Awkward pause. A few minutes of pause. Seems like an eternity to the boy, but it is time wasted to me.
"What of my tail," I asks the big muscled jock of a bear. He is taller than me. My forehead level with his chin. He has brown fur all over his body and plays baseball.
One hard ache to my forehead and fluffy is the last word he says before I deck him with a hard head butt to that knockout spot at his chin.
My name is Wendy. Same pronunciation as that blonde bitch in that Peter Pan cartoon. I am just 15 years old, live with my single soldier daddy and we're both brown tree squirrels. I even got the same long blonde hair as Wendy in that cartoon. I stand 4 foot 5 and I like heights.
Me and my gang of four girls own part of the school block with the capital O and no one 'cept my pappy gets to talk 'bout my fluffy tail. No one. Noooooo one... be it a girl or boy. Unless that kid is new in school and it is a case of an honest mistake in mentioning it.
I got my tail and hair from my mammy while I got the butch attitude from my pa. Mom died young. Got breast cancer after three years after birthing me. Dad was in the Gulf when she passed, so I got shoved off to a catholic orphanage since I got no living relatives. Not even granddaddies or grand mommies from either side of the family. Seems like it all runs in the blood. Everyone in my family trees only has one kid per generation and it looks like I am the only kid left in this particular family tree if my dad got himself killed in some stupid war. Now he is permanently stationed in a military base camp near where we live working as a drill sergeant.
I like my old man. He is rough, but he is the best daddy I got compare to everyone in the whole school. I get to learn how to shoot his guns. He even teach me how to hold my liquor before I was ten and watch out for bad boys that just want to dump a load of nut cream in my cooch at the age of twelve. Guy even teach me how to use a knife properly on a dead feral pig at his friend's butcher stall. He raise me up a man even if I am a girl. Not even a lady yet. Just a little girl with her army daddy. He sometimes bring me to work to show the green noobs a lesson that if his lil bumpkin girl can do some soldiering, they can too.
My pa trusts me. He brings me up as good as he could. Wake up 5am, keep the house in order, make breakfast, wash the dishes and hang up the laundry when it is done. Some spoil brats may say it is hard work, but if you clean every day, all will be done in an hour with little to no sweat. My pappy teach me discipline. He even teach me how and when I should pick my fights. If I wanted to pick a fight. I love my daddy. He even lets me punch the lights of any guys I want at when boot camp starts. But if I want to fight outside the camp, it must be on one condition.
Always have a good reason for it or by God, he swore he will lay me low with a belt. He don't raise this kid of his to beat the living shit out of another person just because it is for plain fun. A beating must have a reason behind it. He teaches me a beating is ramming any person down and fuck them up through and through. If I fight for no reason, than that will be the only reason for him to pussy whip me raw. Literally pull down my panties and double up his belt to smack my pussy red since I got no balls for him break. Like right now, I have a pretty good reason to start this fight.
That big bruin I just knock out. His name Boss Alburn. Yup. Bee Ooo Ess Ess. BOSS is his name. Don't know why his parents name him that, but I won't make fun of people's names. Daddy says it is underhanded. So is bullying and messing up homemade cooking.
I caught this bear making a new guy's life miserable. New kid is a half breed of sorts from what I heard from the grape vine of girl gossips. Even though he looks like a pure breed inverted coloured skunk, he has different species for parents. He has an outer fur coat that is white while his middle chest fur is black from the looks of him. He stands nearly the same height as me when we pass by each other. He is a half breed alright even though he looks like a pure breed skunk. Not bad looking too. He has a cutesy baby look on his face that can make girls softer than me go d'awww. I rather call him a girly boy. Looks more like a girl to me.
I don't care for new kids. They are none of my business but sometimes, there are lines people just do not cross. So I became a busybody today when Boss messes up the cake the new kid brings to school to share with his classmates after a second week here. The first week, Boss took the guy's lunch money. No big deal. If the kid can't fight back, he deserves it anyway. Fucking wimp. Then he got his head flushed in the toilet. Heard the story from Makela, a skunkette from one of my posse when she is in the principal's lounge waiting for disciplinary measures. She sucked a boy off in one of the school's many maintenance closets. Like clockwork, comes the cafeteria mess. Laxatives in the milk when he isn't looking. Poor boy.
But after a week of bullying I have to admit this runt is tough. I find it strange when his parents didn't come in. As if he never complains. On the first day of the second week, his daddy drop him off. That is when shit hits the fan. His dad is a pig. I don't know his daddy or even seen him, but the rumour mill is on fire. It didn't take long to piece two together that his mom is a skunk. Maybe that is why he looks girly. Mommy give lil boy her looks. It gets worse when Boss grab his lunch and found a bacon sandwich in it. A half breed pig skunk cannibal. If your guess is as right as mine, the newest addition of degrading names to him is cannibal.
Still, his parents did not come. Me and my posse just hang out at the railings one evening at our private turf. Nothing to do except have an illegal drink or smoke at the school stadium after using the gym when Boss and his thugs drag what looks like a fur rug on the green field. They didn't see us, but we see them piss on it and walk off. We thought some prank is going on until when that thing got up, it is the new kid limping off to the showers. Shit, this new kid real tough alright in my books.
Next day, I heard in the cafeteria that he is a faggot. Whispers saying he got caught eyeing the jocks' penises. Because of his feminine look, God have pity on that kid. He has a pig for a dad and a skunk for a mother to give him a girly build. Then he eats bacon. Now he is accused of being gay. This does not help him much at all in socializing. All in the space of one week and a half. I think I forgot to tell you all, he is just 13 years old. 13 fucking years old while Boss and his thugs are around 17 years old. Not bad for a wimpy, runty kid.
So when the skunk pig half breed comes to school with a cake for his class on Friday of the second week, Boss just have to fuck things up. When the half breed is walking down the hallway to class with a large cake box around 2 feet by 2 in hand, Boss trips him. Tumbles down the skunk.
The cake box skidded on the floor. Nearly everyone stops, but traffic returns to normal, like bullying is part of the school eco system. Me and three of my close gang members are heading to class and the box slides to the tips of my toes. I sidestep and walk slowly past the bullying and through the crowd. Now, if I have my own gang in school, than it would mean I am tough girl being head of a bunch of hard case bitches. Why else we got our own turf. Either Boss is to trying to show how macho he is by making life miserable to a girly wimp or he has a testicle for a brain.
The whole thing is none of my business until the wimpy guy lands hard on the box and the thing goes splat. I would have kick the runt in the bloody head but it was not his fault. Daddy teach me well to make sure and think twice before blaming someone for something. I still remember that beating he gave me, AND I know, the wimp won't splat my tail with cake cream on purpose. So the blame goes to Boss. Me and my posse must have look funny covered in cake icing. I am shocked at the mess as I take my tail in hand and tried to clean off the cake goo. It only made it messier. Same with my posse. It is only when the skunk runt whimpers out and starts crying like baby. Wailing about what had he ever done to Boss and his thugs to deserve this, how he never rat out on the bullying and some shit.
Until he says his mom made the cake together with him to share with his classmates.
Oh fuck this shit. Call me sentimental, but fuck this fucking pea brain and the fucking horse he rode in on. Boss high fiving his group of five friends, all of them laughing like this all funny. To them it is, to me... well, they just cross the fucking line. I had no mammy. No mom to brush my long my tail and hair. No mama kisses at night. No proper mommy made home cooked meals. Just heat up MREs for breakfast, lunch and dinner and also for school. I only have her body figure to remember her by, at least that is what my daddy says.
And I never had a mom to bake me a cake or even teach me how to bake a cake.
One look and a nod to my three friends, we go closer to the troublemakers and I slug Boss lightly on the shoulder. We do not like to be laughed at and people are laughing at our cakey mess. We are bitches of the school. Toeing the thin fine line, just one step away from breaking the big rules while keeping the small ones. My light punch got their attention, but the bear just laugh. He asks if I need help with some tongue washing while guffawing. I said maybe in a slutty voice. I tell him how manly he is and I got a bit hot under my clothes with all that cake cream. His friends hoot and holler like he hit jackpot. When it died down a little I ask him if he likes my tail. One look at it, he has this confused expression. He should be confuse. I am asking him about my messed up tail and I am telling the truth. Daddy say always tell the truth and firstly Boss is manly enough for me to beat up. Secondly, I am feeling hot under my clothes. Angry hot.
He said fluffy. My tail is meant to be fluffy. It is to be fluffy. I always like to think I am queen of the fluffiest tail in school. Now it has lost all its' fluffiness because of him. That was last thing he says before he goes crashing to the floor and the girls launch themselves on the boys. I don't know where one of my friends got a knuckleduster, but fuck this shit.
Fuck this fucking shit bags. They mess up my Friday. They make me miss mommy. They mess up my fluffy tail. They are going to pay. Pay with interest on the pain token. Fuck the school and fuck the rules, big or small. This goes down today, right here and right now.
Half an hour later, four battered 15 year old girls sit together at the bench outside the principal's office. Opposite is a bunch of six equally battered 17 year old jocks. Between us a line of school prefects and two gym teachers.
I hold an ice pack to my forehead while my lower lip still dribbles some blood. Makela the skunkette with brown wavy hair is glaring daggers at a stag, one Boss's close friends. She cradles a swollen bloodied right fist. None of the blood is hers, but her punches are hard enough that a miss punch to a locker door gave her that injury and a locker door to replace. A set of cutters are needed to cut the knuckleduster off her fingers.
Belinda just looks to the floor. No expression on her mug and it is really freaky, because has a twisted left ankle. She should moaning in pain but she shows nothing on her face. The girl is the worst amongst us to get covered by cake. She is a red panda with black shoulder length hair and is a migrant from South Korea. Apparently, a stupid cheetah from Boss's group still has some fight left in him and quipped out saying he hopes the US government deports her ass back to chink land. Too bad he got smack to the head with a backhand when she rushes forward screaming obscenities in Chinese, Korean, Japanese and English. Even with a twisted left ankle, she moves fast. Guess being pissed off cancels out everything except the desire to straggle the piece of shit in front of you. Jocelyn is the lucky one of us. Level headed and the smallest of us, she is a four foot high hick- a- billy southern red vixen with red hair. She only got a black eye and a broken incisor.
Between us four is a whimpering mess of a skunk pig half breed caked with... well... cake. The cry baby runt is stuck to us like glue. To me to be exact, but I am the head of the gang, so that makes him stuck to us all. And the cake. It is good. Got a taste when we are all here waiting for our parents. Not much damage on him, only a few bruises due to being trampled on in the fight.
Our final gang member is Lucita. She is a filthy rich black bunny with a creamy white front and white hair down to her shoulders. Though she is not involved in the fight, she is dutiful and loyal. She bites the end of her designer sunglasses nervously. She is the only girl of our group standing.
Our parents came. Girls' daddies shouting insults, daddy threatening body mutilations, boys' mommies threatening lawsuits while the boys' daddies point fingers. When Makela's mother scream out of having a protest in favour of young African American skunks and support against abuse of the female gender with the Afro American Skunk Rights Activists, that shut the boys' parents up real tight.
End of the day, we all go back home. It is the half breed that got us out of that quagmire. Told everyone of the bullying by Boss and his thugs and how we stood up for him like Captain America, though me and the girls fight the boys for an entirely different reason. Their actions messed up our fur, but we keep our traps shut and make do like wounded guardian angels for a runty girly boy. As if butch girls like us can make that image while wearing leather clothes and have a punk look on us. Few days of investigation by the school and eye witness testimonials, Boss and his thugs got a one month suspension and they have to do school community work. Needless to say, their parents are displeased by their sons for 'beating up helpless little girls', more punishments await for them at home.
Well, now we have a girly boy skunk pig tagging along. Pappy is proud me. I manage to beat a jock with a good reason and for doing to right thing the American way. Outnumbered and out weight, he says he raise me real good for getting bashed up in standing up for what is right with blood and the old one two. Some would say he is a weird daddy, but he is my daddy. His little girl made him proud in doing the principals he would die for. He even let me fire is ACR rifle at the army range and eat in the barracks with his past ex- spec ops teammates. Feels good man. Feels good to the only girl being fawned over by a bunch of no nonsense men like my daddy. It is the best day ever. I even got to ride on a tank.
The half breed's name is Manfred Jacobson Verstilless. His piggy dad is an Executive Officer at a large agriculture company while his skunk mom owns a new bakery in town. Boy, she is sexy as hell. I met her at the school meeting during that fighting incident. So he lives alone at home most of the time when mommy and daddy is off working. Since he is all alone, he hangs out with us now. He is not bad looking, just cute for a girly boy. Guess me and him share one thing in common. We got our looks from our mommies. Only thing is, he looks better a girl in my honourable opinion.
My daddy says we got to take responsibility for our actions. Like he took responsibility for me says, when he got back from the war. He like killing, but he likes his bouncy fluffy tailed lil girl better. He expects me to do the same for my actions. That is how the girly wimp became my own private high school social responsibility project. Five mean girls with that little toe on the thin fine line of rule breaking, having a wimpy tag along following us wherever we go. He is not so bad. He and Jocelyn go along real fine. The red vixen's family runs a farm and Manfred knows crops and animal husbandry quite well. Makela took him as a little brother of sorts. The skunkette likes to push him around once in a while but no harm done because at the end of the day she always teams up in hard sports like soccer with him in the evenings. Maybe another reason is, he looks like a pure breed skunk on the outside and have that innocent look to him.
Lucita the black bunny comes from a rich family. She is the so called bank of our group. Got more pocket money than all of put together in a year's time. Like Jocelyn, he knows how to talk 'noble' speak. Words rich people use and that is enough to impress the black bunny to accept him in our group of misfits. As for the Korean. Damn, Belinda is hard on him. Calling him a wimp once in a while but keeping her distance from him somewhat. But she cave in on the prospect of free donuts and bakery goods. She also likes baking... and cake. Big delicious cake.
It feels like he is the third leg of our group. We can't smoke much or even drink hard liquor in case he rats out on us. We have to tone down our pranking and stop selling contraband once in a while. He does has his uses though. While Jocelyn is good with science and biology, the skunk pig knows his way with math and economics. We get free bakery products from time to time too. It balances out, so we decided to see how far he can fit in with us. His mom doesn't mind. We don't do drugs and that is enough in her books.
Third and fourth week earn him the nickname Mamfy. Manfred sounds stuffy like a butler and he looks like a real girl when we dress him up. Even he if is like our personal go-fer, his name is stuffy none the less. Something in between suits him better. We girls don't like sitting around. We work out a lot. We are tough alright. Muscles on the arms, tone tummies, strong thighs and hips. Not really that muscular, but you can see the muscles we got when use our swimsuits to the beach. Booyah baby.
We normally smoke and drink after using the gym every evening, but now we replace the time in coaching the skunk runt proper exercising. Mamfy did great. Every now and then we encourage him with small rewards like an ice cream treat with comic warnings of getting those calories back on him to exercise more, coming with us to the mall to hang out and meet other people like us or just walking about looking for opportunities to prank people. Gosh, he is like a little pet to us.
Boss and his thugs stay away from us much. Guess they got warned and if they so much as pass the line, they will get kicked from whatever sports team they are in. That is from what I heard. Everything goes back to normal. New kid now has a posse looking out for him.
I am a sports kid. Give me soccer and I will play well. Give me geography and history, God help me. But now, we have two eggheads in our gang, so we do well in our exams near the end of the year. Passable, and it is all that counts for me. So life goes on. December has gone by and we are now nearly sixteen.
Spring comes in the picture and we started drinking again as a gang. Mamfy took in his first taste of liquor during Christmas Eve. Boy can that boy sing the carols when he is drunk. He had such a beautiful voice. Lucky it is a sleepover. Nothing happen. Just a boy with a bunch of girls on Christmas holidays at my place with daddy smiling freakily at the skunk pig while playing with his hunting knife. Ready to de- ball him should he touch the girls wrong.
We buff the boy up good. Boy is his rank now. No longer a wimp or a skunk runt or girly. He might not have muscles as tone as ours yet, but he lost his fat now and he looks more like a male. With spring coming, we are nearing our sixteenth birthday and we want to do something crazy and wild. With our reputation at school, we got no boyfriends. Never need them, never require them and never have mind of them. All we got are magazines and porn sites. We're girls. People expect females of our attitude would have our cherries pop, but noooooo... We are still technically virgins. Some private fun time with a vibrator can do that to any girl.
What we do every spring is gather our birth dates and write them down to do a countdown. However, this will be much more important than the rest in the past. We are turning sweet 16 soon this year and we are so excited. We will soon get to do what we have never done before...
WE WILL GET OUR LICENSE TO DRIVE SOON!!!!! How sick is that?
Daddy promised me when I get my license, I will get to drive a hummer. A military hummer with a loaded 50 calibre on top. Maybe teach me how to a tank too. Makela says her dad is going let her drive his souped up racer. Lucita will get a sweet ride from her parents while Jocelyn will get to drive her parents' red jeep. That southern belle red vixen likes all things red. Belinda says her junky racing brothers will let her have one of their Toyotas from a car dealership they run. All that racer type Toyotas to choose from. Mamfy just sat there and listen to us chatter happily.
Until Jocelyn realises we forgot to include another member of our gang. Mamfy is still too young. He is 13 after all. That is what we thought until he told us he really turned legally 13 during November last year, a month before we got him drinking on Christmas. Mother of all that is holy. He was only legally 12 last year and went through bully alleyway. I never would have thought to ask. He really is tough. We never even think of it. If he is as tall as us now, his piggy daddy must be a big fellow. I only met his mom, but not his dad. Yet.
But the largest change came during the middle of the year. Makela is having her birthday. But not with everyone, only us girls. The worst has happened. Her period came up. Nature just messes up the once in a year deal for the young skunkette. You only get to turn sixteen once. She is the first amongst us to enter sweet sixteen, so we slumber at her house instead of hanging out in town overnight. Mamfy is not invited until at the last moment. He is part of us now for a year and we leave no one behind. Though we are all girls, he just got to suck it up and be a man about it. Want to be a part of us, got to be with us. His mom don't mind. After last year's fiasco with Boss and us keeping an eye out him as our own, it is no problem.
He is a dear. His momma teach him to be a proper gentleman well enough and he got cake. The birthday private party is a blast. Makela's family is off doing what they want for a whole week and we got the house all to ourselves. We just got to take care of it as part of the deal. So her parents trust us. We got two cakes to gorge ourselves with and junk food and liquor aplenty. Lucita the bunny gets the pizzas, I get the hard case alcohol, Makela got the house and the rest of her skunk family out while Jocelyn thinks out the games and activities. Belinda got Chinese and Korean food. Yummy. Mamfy becomes our 'sugar daddy' with cake and sweet buns.
Eat, drink and play together. Mamfy is one of us now. He is not macho or really that male yet. We kind of got use to him as a wimp last year, like a girly boy. We still got that mindset until now about him.
We played computer games, the Playstation and some Scrabble and Monopoly in the afternoons. I swear Mamfy cheats at Monopoly while Lucita can read our minds in Scrabble. It is fun cause I get own them at Street Fighter in Playstation. We don't play all day at Makela's. We go home, take a shower and pack up for several nights with her since her family is out. My dad made me bring my knife go and a walkie talkie connected to the base camp's night guard post. He says if anything happens, he won't be there fast enough and I have to do what I have to do. My dad can be melodramatic at times, but I love the old man. He got me the alcohol for the party. He's such an awesome daddy.
We got drunk slightly heavily that night. We did some stupid shit and talk stupid shit. By that time, Makela's inner plumbing decides to ramp up her personal perfume. Her scent is strong. All the girls are clad in over sized t- shirts and panties. Mamfy only wore pants. We hang out in Makela's bed room on our sleeping beds and talk crazy stuff like what pranks we plan on doing, how to do it stupidly. Yeah. I have to admit we are a bit more than tipsy. Not full blown down the drain yet, but about to reach there. A sizable pile of various brands of booze nearby doesn't help much in letting us keep a straight head.
Only Mamfy drinks little. He still haven't finish his second can while each of us might have slug down two or three or maybe it is five. I don't know. Our talk turn 'dirty'. We ask who wants to be devirginised before 18. It was all talk and banter. Mamfy is blushing under his white furred cheeks while we talk about cocks and pussies. We brag about the things we stuff our cunts with and how deep we can go. Alcohol and horniness don't go right hand in hand. Makes us not think twice when we have dicks in our minds. Like Makela getting up and giving the skunk pig a peck on the lips real quick like. His shocked expression is totally worth it. The half breed skunk got another longer peck that turns into a long kiss. The older pure breed skunkess is tongue wrestling with the inverted fur coloured half breed skunk pig after a while. It is delicious to watch.
None of us notice Makela's heat is in full bloom and the only male available is Mamfy, a young male. Her body is dangerously ready for babies. Not helping is that alcohol messing up our addled brains. Jocelyn and I hoot and holler in encouragement. He isn't complaining, but he sits shell shock at what just happen with a what the fuck expression on his face.
"Go on Makela. It's your birthday." "Yeah. Go on." "Aw, I wanna watch you two do some more than kissing." We all encourage them to continue.
She slows her kisses and moves to his chin, lightly trailing down to his chest fur. Mamfy's hands holds her shoulders to steady her as her hands fumbles with his pants. Soon, he is in his boxers and the sight amuses us. Who says wimps have small penises. Not me. We all can his pre- cum wetting the fabric. Makela stands up in front of him. His eyes widen as her heated hips level to his nose. His nose got a full blast of skunk pheromones. She lifts up her arms and pulls her t- shirt off. Soft young B-cups bounce lightly before she turns around and sits on her queen size bed.
The young skunk swallows loudly and gets up. When he is near enough, Makela smile softly and pull him closer. He stands still. All of us watching them. It's her birthday and her fingers hook to the sides of Mamfy's boxers. Gently, she pulls it down and we scoot closer to see our first cock. His penis looks weird especially the tip, but what attracts us is the sack he has. I eye them with fascination until I can't stop myself. I have to feel those nuts. I love nuts and he has a different type of nut that appeals to a girl part of my brain. Must be my squirrel instincts. He inhales suddenly when I hold one of his balls in my fingers. I hear boys are fragile here. Jocelyn says his are big. Each nut is an orange sized ball and both of them look swollen in his soft furred sack. It is than I realise, he got this from his daddy. I cut up feral pigs before and saw how large a pair of male testicles can go. Mamfy's dad is pig. That explains his weird penis.
It is long and flexible. From the base of his penis and up to around six inches, his girth is maybe one and a half inch wide. However, he has a weird cock tip. It tapers immediately to a four inch pencil thin wriggling red tube of meat. He measures as long as nine to ten inches, counting from base to the flexible long penile head. Makela gently squeezes his four inch red pencil thin muscle. He gasps softly at the sensation. A heavy squirt of pre cum lands on her belly.
Belinda goes away for a while before returning with an aluminium foil. "Do you always carry that with you in your purse," the red vixen asks.
Belinda says her parents warn her to be prepared and she is glad they did. We know where this going. Even Mamfy. It is now the time for Makela to have her first dick. We are glad we met Mamfy. Glad we got into that fight. We want a friend to do Makela, not some random guy. Belinda slits open the foil and took out the rubber. Going to the side of the bed, she sits down and gently takes the base of his penis with her fingers. Makela helps point the flexible tip and the condom covers it. The thin tube of flesh flexes and curl up tight in the reservoir. Mamfy hisses loudly in pain and his hands quickly stop them. The red panda tosses the condom away to the side and rubs him gently, whispering softly sorry many times.
The condom is not meant for his penis type. It is slightly awkward until Lucita pipes up, "Well, using condoms lessens the feeling anyway."
Jocelyn nodded, "Yeah. My brothers told me that too about their experience. Doing it the first time is important to properly feel it."
"Really," Makela asks nervously. She should be. She is about to get dicked by a half breed skunk pig with a weird penis.
"But won't she get pregnant if Mamfy have sex with her," the red panda blushes hotly under her fur as she tries to reason with them. "He is half skunk and Makela might be at her date already."
Mamfy wanted to say something but I hush him, "Well, he is just 13 right? I read somewhere a boy reaches puberty around 9 to 15 years old for boys. He was twelve last year, so it still might be safe without rubber."
Belinda lifts her hands to her mouth and gasps, "But he is 13. His balls might be working by now."
"I know, but he is not 15 yet, so it's not definite," I argued. Mamfy cuts in silently, asking, "But I don't have wet dreams. Does that mean I am not having puberty yet?"
We all go silent for a while until Jocelyn tells us I might be right. Mamfy still has not got his wet dreams and she also read from some science books, boys having wet dreams means they have reach puberty. So he is still safe. Besides birthday girl ought to feel her first dick properly and the rubber would only hurt Mamfy.
Makela smiles at the news. The condom lay on the carpeted floor forlornly, partially unrolled. Half breed skunk pig pre-seed dribbles out as it slowly empties what little it has to be soaked up by the rug. It lay there sad and alone as the teens get on the bed. It not being able to stop young boys from making young mommies out of little girls when they drop a small pure breed egg once every month. It look so sad not being able to stop Mamfy from planting his first dangerous drop of semen filled seed inside her warm lush teenage body.
Unable to stop the sperming about to happen inside Makela.
We gently lay the skunkess down on her bed and scoot her further up on it. Her feet lay dangling over the side as the young boy climbs up. Makela spread her legs wide and lifts her rump off the bed for Lucita to slide a pillow under her.
This is it. Mamfy's going to dick her. Makela wondering if he is going to do some spunking inside of her as he crawls over her body. Small beads of sweat form over her brow and forehead as she licks her lips, nervously swallow a lump in her throat. She has nothing to worry right? His balls might not be working yet. So what if he nuts himself inside of her. It's not like she will get preggy even if he is a half skunk. It will be nice to know what it's like to be creamed anyway. Will it be icky and gooey like in the porn stories? She decides to let him nut his balls empty in her if he wants. She hopes he would. Might feel good for all she knows. She asks herself, "I wonder what it feels like to have his spunk inside me when I wake up in the morning."
I lay near their hips. I want to see it happening as close as possible. My left hand reaches out and pulls her wet panties aside. Her soft pussy has a puffy look to it and thin lines of her wetness dribbles out. Mamfy looks down and grabs his penis, but I stop him. I take hold of it with my right hand and guide him closer and closer to the skunkette's soft petals. A black furred bunny hand lay gently on top of Makela's loins, softly pressing down on it, wanting to feel her friend's first cock sliding deep into her dangerous heated body. His penis feels powerful in between my fingers. It pulses strongly and heavy splatters of pre seed soak parts of the sheets.
The thin tip nestles into the soft pussy fur. I slide it up and down wetly before I use my left hand to push his rump forward into my friend, wedging it in between those two soft warm petals. She gasps as the first inch of his pencil thin flexible tube slips inside. Pre seed no longer wets the sheets. Every droplet is pulsed into her strongly. More of it enters her and Makela's chest heaves in excitement. Mamfy leans forward and his palms cups her soft furred tits and squeezes them gently. His thumbs rubbing the hard nubs of her nipples. Her hands are held tight by Belinda and Jocelyn. We don't want her to have second thoughts about this. We want to see Mamfy nutting his balls to empty every drop of his seed heavy cream inside the young pure breed skunk. Helplessly, she let me and Lucita slowly push Mamfy's hips forwards as we feed centimetre after centimetre of pulsing pre seed squirting muscle between her puffy pussy lips. We stop and pull out slightly making him grunt before pushing forward again. Soon, Makela is shivering as Manfred took her flower. When the thin flexing wormy wriggling tube is in her, the wide one and a half inch girth of his dick made itself known. Her soft petals spread wider as his meat tube is suckled in by her tight vaginal muscles. The wide girth wedges and splits those snug puffy pussy petals open as we feed her dangerous warm cooch with Mamfy's strongly pulsing cock meat.
Her eyes widen and has a blank look in them as more is feed into her slick pussy. The black bunny rubs harder on the skunkess's loins. Enjoying feeling the hard penile flesh sliding in slowly into place and snuggle deep, making itself at home inside Makela. Her legs shiver hard and when his meat is fully hilted in her, she is breathing hard through her nose. Her chest heaving with excitement as her first dick made itself known inside of her warm body as it should be. She is now deflowered by the hands of her best friends. Mamfy is breathing hard too. He tells us it is so warm inside of her. Soft muscle tissues suck gently for his seed.
We ask Makela what she feels inside. She says she feels stuffed and something inside her is wiggling. His tip is corkscrewing around looking for a small opening inside of her. It is looking for her cervix. The pure breed skunkette closes her legs on Mamfy's rump as he slowly pulls out. Her soft snatch doesn't want to let go, the muscles squeeze lovingly on his flesh. My fingers are still at his cock base, following him thrusting in and out of my friend's wet sex. Our panties are wet as well. The young 13 year old grunt with every thrust while Makela breathlessly pants hard as he plunges in and out in a fast rhythm. Soft young underage hips lock again and again as we watch them mate. Our two friends' first mating in front of us. Being young and intoxicated, it doesn't take up to half an hour for her to experience her first seeding.
"Oh.. something is wiggling in me. He's going hard and deep... It's... it's...," her eyes widen again as she gasps stutteringly. "Oh God. It's deep inside me. He's pushing... pushing it... it's moving... It's so freakyyyyyyyyy" She squeal out excitedly. "It's so wormy."
Unseen by our eyes, his thin cocktip found its' soft mark and dips in hard when the half breed pushes his pulsing seeding tube into her fertile loins and cease pulling out. The pig part of his penis slimily slithers through her womb's opening and expands to lock deep. Makela's blank eyes bulge wide with shock. Her mouth wide open, breathing raggedly. Her young body shakes all over as she cums for all of us to see. A wet splat is faintly heard as her pussy suckles the seed from those two swollen pup makers. My fingers become soaked with a female's ejaculate of fertile heat. He huffs breathlessly and throws his back upwards as he grinds his loins into our friends swollen pussy in front of our eyes.
I inhale sharply as his maybe baby seed makers lay upon my hand, sandwiching it between him and the young teen's rump. Feeling it throbbing with a life its' own. Then his penis pulses wildly as he thrusts jerkily.
I gasps in realization. Everyone's ears perk up including the two coital lovers. I quickly think of saying something else that is on my mind instead of what really made me shock, "Feral pigs... daddy says they have thin tips that go deep inside female wombs to better make babies."
I look up and swallow hard," And they can cum up to two cups worth of sperm." My eyes lock to Manfred's than to Makela's, "Manfred's daddy is a pig."
Mamfy's chest heaves as he take in deep breath after deep breath. With our own eyes, we see how a male inseminates a female very, very well and very thoroughly. The insemination our best friend in front our own eyes and us powerless to do anything but let them experience the seeding. Seed inseminated deep inside our friend between those snug swollen lips of her egg filled pussy.
But I can feel it. It pulses strongly before it becomes swollen. Cub making seed bloated a small vein I felt in the underside of his penis. The vein bloats evenly as many of Mamfy's seed making babies pass under my fingertips. Her puffy pussy lips snugly tighten on his penis. My eyes widen as it bloats again and again and again as the seeding begins. I press my fingertip at the throbbing vein, but it only made the seeding bulges flow become much faster as the pressure propels his gooey white slime to slither thickly inside her, feeding more creamy batter through her womb's mouth into her dangerous bounteous oven.
"Makela, you have to tell us how's it like," Jocelyn ask excitedly.
The ecstatic skunkess's eyelids are half closed, gripping her friends' hands holding hers' hard. She whimpers to us breathlessly, "Slimy, hot... very gooey, very slimy... sticking inside me... thick... ungh.. ungh... sticky ...I... I can... I can feel him bloating me up..."
The lovers hold no qualms of him nutting hard and deep inside her. But four sets of female teenage eyes are lock at where the virile male is held snugly between two puffy lips, giving her greedy cooch a proper dicking. The bunny lifts her hand away Makela's loins, looking at us in shock, "I... I can feel her swelling."
"No way," Belinda places her left hand on the same spot. True to her word, a small bump is forming. We each took turns rubbing the swollen and hardened bump. First it feels soft, than it hardens up. Our friend is bloated full with dangerously potent slimy skunk pig seminal paste. Me, knowing now in her heated state, a small egg cell lies deep somewhere inside that gooey semen swollen lump.
"What happens next Wendy," Lucita asks. The black bunny rubs her palm again over her friend's seed swollen womb. The slimy goo is getting harder now. More hard bloated lumps are flowing through his seed vein and are pushing forcefully at my fingertips. I exhale slowly as Mamfy is about to finish nutting his balls inside Makela's dangerous freshly ovulated pussy.
"The cum gets thicker when the pig is about finish up. It becomes a plug making sure everything stays inside and not make a mess when it pulls out." It is all I can say when Mamfy's breaths slowly return to normal. Makela pants silently, coming down from her orgasmic high. Belinda and Jocelyn hands let go and her lay beside her limply. It all took a little more than one minute or two for Mamfy to finish nutting as much of his maybe baby semen into the pure breed skunkette. Time for his muffin stuffing to be completed. We learn very well firsthand how a skunk pig half breed like Manfred can tame girls like us by dicking our pussies real good and stuffed full with his ball slime.
Mamfy never lets go of Makela's warm soft tits when he slathers her insides with his slimy mess. He made sure to dump as much of his life making seed inside her real good. Sitting straight up, he gives a few more thrusts of his hips to finish up nutting his balls properly before he stops moving. His chest rising up and down hard like Makela's. The last lumps pass under my fingers before his penis ceases to pulse semen into the tired out female skunk. His cum vein felt flat for a few seconds before Makela squirms on the bed, pressing her rump into it. Inside her, the tip slithers free from the tight suction of Makela's cervix before the vein bulges again, but this time, Mamfy groans out softly as he ejects a constant flow of the thickest consistency of semen to coat her womb's opening, sealing away his spunk inside her muffin. The flow goes on for a few heats before it tapers off to a dribble.
For a few minutes, he controls his breathing and he slowly pulls out. I tighten my fingers and hold steady. His penis slides out slickly and my right hand's fingers are coated with a thin film of post coital semen and female ejaculate. I made sure to squeeze any drop left within that cum vein so it all ends up inside Makela's pussy. I don't want to mess her bed. We are lucky Mamfy is half pig. His jelly like cum block will make sure his two cups worth of semen stays safe inside her warmed up oven. I look at that small hard sperm bloated lump my skunkess friend now sported. I try not show my horror of how wrong I am as Mamfy's hands slide off the warm white furred breasts he had been holding. Those two B-cups will soon become swollen and make some white creamy milk of their own.
I am wrong. Mamfy has already reach puberty. It doesn't matter if he has wet dreams or not, but his balls are working full time now. I think the rest doesn't know it yet, but I come to realise it too late. Makela is gonna be preggy. Two slimy cups of skunky piggy goo, cum plugged safely inside.
Belinda reach towards the bedside cupboards and dig around in the drawers for awhile before pulling out a small pink heart spotted handkerchief. Looking at the dazed skunkess, she crawls down to her hips. Makela sighs softly as she gently wipes her pussy's lips, wiping it downwards. Her finger dips in slightly with every downward stroke, leaving the red panda to experience the warm soaked muscles of a properly dicked vaginal opening. A thin line of clear sticky liquid leaks out from those puffy well satisfied lips until Belinda's wipes made sure no more is coming out. She lifts it up to her eye level and huff lightly at the sight. Thick lines of slimy creamy post coital fluid streak down the small red hearts of the handkerchief. A good slimy mixture of gooey male cub making batter and womanly honey.
Gently the red panda slides back the skunkette's panties and give her puffy lips a few pats before rubbing the now panty clad opening softly. Satisfied her friend's pussy is covered snugly by her panties, Belinda moves her palm up to the bloated mass, rubbing the slope up and down in a weird loving manner as Makela drifts off to sleep.
A red furred hand strokes the young skunkess's head, gently cooing into her ear something before she turns to Lucita. Both girls talking together silently, whispering God knows what as I focus on the slick but dry furred lips of Makela's snugly panty covered puss. I fucked up real bad. I give bad advice. Liquor still in my system. My little mind tells me I am so in deep shit as I take in the sight of the red panda's right hand softly stroking the flesh and fur covering Makela's bloated womb. I sigh to myself, "No use crying over spilled milk." Knowing a thicker type of creamy milk is soaking warmly inside my friend's dangerously fruitful sex. I look at Manfred. His eyes are closed with a blissful expression on face. He has this contented look as if he gone through a job well done. By the looks of the well stuffed skunk muffin, it is a job well done. Looking down to his cock, the slimy skunk pig tip has a thick gel like goo forming, but not dripping down. I swallow a hard lump in my throat. That thick white gel is what my fingers squeeze out of his cum vein when he pulls out of Makela. A big fat drop of his gooey nut cream. Each drop has millions of tiny swimming tadpole seeds. Every single tadpole a tiny maybe baby. Looking back to the skunkette's semen swollen lump, the realization home of how many billions of maybe baby tadpoles are wiggling slimily in her, going after that one small egg she ovulates every month like any other girl after her periods. I need to do something. I don't want to dig out the white gel like plug that is keeping all that gooey skunk spunk sealed inside her safely from spilling out. The thought made me cringe, luckily everyone is occupied. Makela is breathing lightly as she sleeps off her afterglow, Jocelyn and Lucita whispering over her while Belinda looks like she is in a trance as she strokes Makela's small bloated loins, stuffed full of life making maybe baby ball slime.
It is when Mamfy leans on me then I know what I have to do. I stuff my fingers into my panties and feel around my pussy. Swallowing hard, I gasps silently as I hook my index finger inside, feeling for the lip of my cervical cap. I slowly pull it out and turn away from the others. Taking a good look at it, my cup is wet and some of my cum is inside it. It smells strongly of female. I dip one of my fingers in it and swirl around before taking it away. My cum is sticky and a thin film of it stretch before it snaps. I toss the cap to ground and got to thinking.
My menses has passed more than a week ago and I know I am not far long behind from Makela in ovulating when it comes to our periods. In our group, we keep track of our menstruating dates so we can help each other out like today. All that drink must be doing some good for me. I got off the bed and shove Mamfy lightly to Belinda. Walking over to the pile of drinks, I got myself a can of hard liquor and slug it down in one go. If Makela got in trouble, than I should too. Besides with all that drink in me, I always fantasized if I can get a good dicking one day. Today is that day. Striding over to the bed, I call out to Mamfy softly and he turns his head to me, coming out of happyland. Well, he is going to have another trip there again. "Hey Mamfy. Did you enjoy Makela?"
I see him nod nervously as I sat down on the bed. He lean back from me as I lean forward and hold his face in my hands. I pant lightly as I look at him in the eyes and lick my lips. "Can you,... can you go another time tonight," I ask him in a whisper.
Gently I kiss him. I brush his teeth with my tongue before flicking with his. Tasting him, hugging him close. The room became silent. I can feel Belinda, Lucita and Jocelyn looking at me. Watching me starting to right something only I know myself I did wrong. Two wrongs made a right, right? Or is it a wrong and a right make a right? I don't know, but I want to feel the very same dicking Makela had gotten. Maybe even better than what she got. I want to get into this mess with her too, that way she won't have to face it alone.
I lean harder into him, slowly pushing him down on the bed next to the sleeping skunkette. I trail my kisses down to his chest. Gently I nip his nipples, my hands rubbing his soft black chest fur. Downwards I nuzzle to his hardened abs. I lick his tummy lower and lower until I reach his erect manhood. The red muscled meat pulses with desire to sink and snuggle itself home again between the insides of a girl's two soft petals. I know what pig cocks are meant to do. Snuggling deep inside that humid slick wet warmth. Flexing deeper and deeper, the tip corking into the small opening of our ovens and making a gooey slimy mess inside our loins.
He smells tart and he looks sticky. I got backup and quickly take off my t- shirt and tosses it somewhere in the bedroom before going down and opening my maw to suck him in. Someone gasp. I don't know who, but I just want to taste his tube before Mamfy buries it and splatters his nut milk inside me. I slowly close my eyes to enjoy more of him. I feel dizzy, but at the same time, I feel good. The alcohol made me warm on the inside. My lips suckle on the thin four inch tip of his penis. The taste is salty and heavy with musk. Thick droplets of his semen trickle on the tip of my tongue. As I thought, it feels slimy and viscous on my taste buds. I cup his rump with my palms as I suckle in the wider one half inch girth of his penis. Six inches of the wider part of his penis made itself at home in my muzzle. The thin tip wiggle around inside my mouth. Mamfy gasp as my buck teeth close gently on his penile base. Warm sweaty fur palms rub my head and my ears as my tongue lick inside his foreskin. His male taste is even heavier as my tongue tip lick out his post coital fluids. The thick heavy taste of my friend and his left over seed made me murr in relish. Vibrations from my murring made his thighs tremble as it stimulates his sensitive manhood. For some time I suckle him, my tongue pressing hard on the cum vein I felt with fingertips when he seeds Makela. I don't care for how long I have been sucking him gently. Maybe ten or twenty minutes, but several hands besides Mamfy strokes my hair once in a while. Both my hands roll his orange size nuts in my palms, feeling the squishy balls of meat full of mommy makers. Slightly the cum vein bulges and a heavy splatter of copious pre- seed enter my mouth. My eyes snap open when his penis jerks strongly when another shot slathers itself on my taste buds. His balls shift slightly in my palms and Mamfy groans softly. The thin tip wiggles wildly, looking for something.
Quickly I spat him out with a pop and pull my soak panties aside before straddling him. My back facing him, his body between my legs. The bed bounces and Belinda yelps as she fell off the queen size bed. Makela shifts in her slumber and opens her eyes. Grogginess quickly left her when her eyes widen to see me hold the wiggling penis tip and his thick girth in both my hands.
"Ewwww. Gross... What the hell." Belinda sits up on the bed. Shocked, she peels off my sticky cervical cup from her rump. Her nose wrinkling as she examines the silicon object, eyeing the centre.
I lift up my left thigh and aim his semen squirting muscle as I lower my pussy over it. Whatever the red panda wants to say as she turns to me to ask me something stop as I sink the skunkpig's penile tip into my loins. Puffy pussy petals split around the ticker girth as I cross my arms over my head and exhale loudly. A pair of arms wrap around my chest from behind. Gentle hands rubs my ribs, feeling the bone indents until they cup my breasts. I blush furiously under my fur. A soft nose poke over my shoulder and snuffle the side of my neck.
I feel so loved. He press himself to me and slowly shift us forward. His arms tighten as he lets go of my chest and holds my sides to grip me better. Gasping, his penis inside me press deep as he lifts his hips up. My hands hold onto his elbows. Muscles I never thought he had bulge as he pushes us forward to the side of the bed until his legs are over it and on the floor. It is much more comfortable this way. Me sitting upright on his hip and him upright on the bed.
Turning my head, I smile at him. His eyes twinkle with excitement. Belinda interrupted suddenly by asking me a question. A very suspenseful question in an accusing tone, "Wendy, what is this cervical cap doing outside of your pussy."
I look at the girls nervously. Mamfy gasps lightly as my cooch tighten on him. "Because I want to fuck him?"
The red panda's eyes furrow. "You do realise he does not have a condom on." Mamfy is gentleman enough not to hump me, but I really want to get moving. Lucita save my fur however, but she is curious as well. I can't see her because she is behind Mamfy, but I can hear her soft question. "We all know the obvious Belinda. Wendy, when did you last stop bleeding? Your cap is clean"
"Last week. My heat is not starting yet, so I am still safe." I softly tell them, hoping they will take in my weak answer.
"Well... no harm done I guess. She isn't near her heat period. What's to ask?" the bed bounces a little and a black furred arm slinks around my waist. Lucita giggles near my ear as she squeezes me. "Come on Belinda, have another beer instead. Loosen up. It's Makela's birthday and look at her. Happy and sleepy as a skunk would." Belinda huffs and walks off to pile of cans and choose her poison. Lightly, she breaths into Mamfy's ears, "Go on, fuck her good boy. Dig deep and good and make her happy tired like Makela."
The black arm slip away. Makela just lay on the bed while the girls got off and made room. Belinda slurs slightly after downing her can and tosses it across the room nonchalantly, "Wellsssss... If she wanta get dicked, I wanna get a close eye on it." Wobbling on her two feet, she flumps herself down heavily in front of us and lean in close. Blushing, I look down at her. Her button black nose sniffing lightly as soft warm breezes blow over my puffy lips. The penis jerks roughly in me as Mamfy whimpers into my neck over my right shoulder. Giggling, I close my thighs. "Nah ah. Keep blowing, no fucking."
Her eyes look up as she laughs softly, "Girl, you keep fucking and I'll stop blowing."
"Deal." With that, I gently hump the skunk pig. "Go on skunky piggy, you wanna blow in my mouth? Blow it in my cooch instead like you did with Makela," I whisper to him as I cross my arms back and over his head to pull him tight to me. His hands ruffle my sides, slowly sliding up to cup my small breasts again. Softly, he squeezes them as he humps back at me. I throw my head back as inside me, his wiggling tip found its' mark. My pussy flutters wildly as it tip taps on the inner sensitive flesh. His thighs slide under mine and slowly he spread me open for my friends to see. Lucita and Jocelyn scramble off the bed to join Belinda sitting on the floor. I am beyond caring. My puss being violated intensely by the wiggling tip. My eyes look to the ceiling, becoming misty, my mouth open wide. A weak croak emits from my throat as I arch my back, my lean muscled tummy pushing forward. His hands wander all over the front of my body, rubbing the flat abdomen he will soon be filling with gooey milk from those sweet nuts I am so obsessed with. I keep my left hand over his neck weakly as my right slides down to his questing hands. I grab hold of his left hand tightly and rub my tummy together with him. Going round and round, feeling the hard muscles I spend so much time to build. The flat belly that I work so hard to keep. I want him nutting his balls hard in me like he did to Makela. Fifteen years old, I am fit, young, healthy and as an afterthought,... going to drop an egg soon. A small tiny insy winsy egg cell for him to seed like my skunk friend now sleeping again on the bed.
We hump each other hard. Me going up, him going down, me going down, him going up. I spread my legs as wide as I can. The muscles in my thighs becoming taut. I made myself tighter inside my pussy, making the young skunk pig grunt softly every time he pushes in and out. His sweat dribbles onto my body. I love it. I love to smell in his musk. He so much male than I thought. My very first good hard dicking. Slow and sensual, feeling the throb of his dick, the pulsing of his wiggling pencil thin tip. Feeling the wider one half inch girth split my snuggling wet puffy lips. The slick feel of him pulling out made my puss suckle harder on the wide six inch long penis, feeling the four inch flexible pencil thin tip stretching inside as it wiggles upwards madly. Ten lovely inches humping in and out. I keep looking upwards blankly.
Softly I guide his left hand with my right. Moving from my muscled tummy to cup one of my breasts. My small A- cup breasts. We hold one of my tits together and massage it in a gentle motion. Squeezing it, letting go and squeezing again. I can't help but think how it will swell together with Makela's. I let go of his hand and slide mine down to my tummy again. If everything goes as plan, my friend won't face a swelling tummy alone for nine months. I'll take responsibility with her. We'll take Mamfy's baby together. A small baby bump together. I close my eyes at the thought and sigh. Mamfy breaths my scent in deep and I grit my teeth as pleasure slowly heightens in me. His tip is corkscrewing inside me now. We have been humping in front of my other friends' eyes for a long time. It won't be long until I get the nutting I deserve from his large bountiful balls.
It might be a male's instinct or something. I don't know but he his holding me tight to him. Like he could split me deeper for every deep hump. His right hand slides towards my tummy and pushes me down into his hips. For a while, I feel him dip in deeper. I open my mouth and exhale loudly with every laboured ecstatic breath. He's going to do it. My cunny flexes excitedly to entice the seed from his nuts. Pussy muscles suckle with need to have my small empty squirrel cunt germinated by half breed pig cum.
My hips cramp pleasantly. Squeezing tight for no reason. I know the dangerous time is coming. A fleeting thought run through my mind from a statement I read from a biology book. When a girl is nearing her ovulation date, the billions of sperm can live inside a girl for up to a week once males void their semen inside her. One long week. Long enough for my liking. Eight or nine days after my pussy bleed blood, it's the perfect time to soak my insides with Mamfy's slimy white goo. I thank my lucky stars my egg's discharge is near to Makela's. I can fix this. I know I can fix this. In maybe four or five days, my heat will start. I hope there will be lots of maybe baby tadpoles to welcome my small egg. Maybe I won't enter my heat. Maybe they are waiting just outside the door to grab my squirrel eggy to drag it into my open womb before my hormones sets in and gang rape it for making them dying while waiting. So many strong maybe baby seeds dead. My tipsy mind wishing they would rape it. Rape my egg for making them wait. Rape it for making me anxious to get pregged up. Rape it well. Rape it, rape it, rape it viciously and bury that seeded egg deep inside my small muscled tummy so I can have Mamfy's baby.
My thoughts are distracted when he grinds hard into me. His thin flexing semen splatter meat bear down into the hole of my womb. My small squirrelly womb. My eyes snap open as another inch slither inside that small sucking hole. My legs jerk slightly as well. I am feeling what Makela went through with his penis so deep inside. I am slightly freak out at the feeling of the small hole inside me softly squeezing the pencil thin meat tube. The slimy weird feel of that red meat slithering its way into its temporary new home for the next few minutes. To drop a load. A large heavy nasty slimy load of gelatinous yucky white mess.
I tried to shut my open thighs, but the girls hold me open forcefully. They want to see my sex get dicked real good. My eyes widen as I look down. Mamfy is breathing hard behind me as he begins humping short and hard. Between my pussy lips is his thick veiny cock and a finger pressing on the visible tubular cum vein. My heart flutters wildly. Thudding hard within my chest, my mind wildly thinking at the coming bulges of mommy making glue. He is bulging inside me. The final inch slithers home where it will do the things it will do to make me have a swollen lump like Makela's and soon in the coming months, a swollen tummy full of a half breed baby. My naughty mind tell me, a pure breed blooded squirrel teenage girl carrying a half breed skunk pig baby.
Lucita holds a finger to that thick throbbing cum vein. The three girls excited to see another friend inseminated before their eyes. This time, they get to see it closely. My cheeks flush red and hot with excitement. I tilt my head upwards and close my eyes as I groan hard and long for them to hear. I want them to know. I want to see it, smell it. Touch it. I wet Mamfy's penis for them. My vaginal fluid roll down in thick transparent wet lines over those orange sized balls. Mamfy hilted himself in me as I cum hard to help him with my pussy for him to spread his mommy makers into me. My hands wildly trace his arms to find one of his and presses it on my trembling tummy. I want him to feel my flat tummy as he owns me deep and hard. Mamfy cried out breathlessly as I exhale every breath uncontrollably. When he is dipping deep inside Makela as he splatters his mess into her, I felt his cum vein bulging with life with my fingers. Now, I feel the same small warm lumps of the white goo flowing through the thick cum vein inside my pussy.
I heard one of them gasp in shock, saying something is pushing up inside his penis. Making their way to their new warm home in my empty garden. Small bulges of seed gobbled up pass my tight snugly pussy lips to be deposited into my empty warm body by his piggy hybrid cock tip. My mid crying silently for him to seed. Seed me, seed me, seed me. No wonder Makela shakes and jerks. My toes curl as boiling warm semen splatters themselves inside me. He squirts heavily and each bulge squeezing past my suckling womb's entrance is made known by the pleasurable slimy splattering inside my small squirrelly womb. My cunt flutters and flexes wildly. I sweat all over my body. I am being seeded. Seeded by billions of his seed. I smile as Mamfy nuts his balls in me. Nothing to stop his sperm pumping cock from voiding wriggling seedy tadpoles to soak my womb. I can imagine already the warmness of his semen cum plugged in me when I am cold. Soaking into deeper parts of what makes me girl. Something my daddy calls them my egg factories. Yeah. Them wiggling sperm going inside my egg factories looking for the one egg. Maybe they'll stay there instead and fuck all my eggs the moment they are ready to pop out. I won't ever get heat again if I keep having Mamfy's babies. Every single egg coated with his spermy slime before leaving the factory.
My eyes open half lid. I am in heaven as I came hard for him, never stopping. My friends whisper loud enough for me to hear what they say amongst themselves, knowing small touches of their fingers on my pussy lips and Mamfy's cock made me shiver.
"Come on feel it."
"What? No way. Gross."
"Wimp. Let me touch... Oh. My. God. He really is coming inside her."
"Let me feel. You're right. Right there going into her pussy. Feel that lump. And that one. All of them going inside her."
"It's so freaky. But look at her. She likes it."
"Those lumps are soft and squishy and... ewww. She is squirting her cum out."
"Hehehehe. Let me touch his balls. Wow... it's like they are alive. Feel them."
"Shit... it's like a heart beating. Look at those lumps. I bet every time these nuts flex, his cum slides inside his dick and goes splat inside Wendy's pussy."
It's like every time they squeeze his cum vein, his tip squirts hard enough for me to feel it stick messily in me. Mamfy's breathing calm slightly and I know he is about to be done soon. The girls are saying the lumps are getting hard now. Good.
"Look. She is swelling like Makela. A few inches below her belly button."
A hand brushes on my bloated loins. He rightfully stuff my warm muffin full with his spunk alright. Making sure I am seeded as well as he had inseminated Makela. More hands brush my hardening lump. I shift our strokes down to my bloated womb. The girls make way and for the first time tonight, Mamfy touches what his sperming will do to girls. What his cock and heavy nuts are really meant to do. His seed is spread thick and heavy. I feel slimy and gooey inside when he humps me lightly once in a while. The liquid semen roil in me like warm honey. His palm cups the bloated womb he continues to happily make in me, adding more nut slime to bloat it harder.
He dicked me well and spunked hard in me to enough bloat my sex. I smile to myself, in a few days time, my eggy will pop out from the factory. Go on boys. Go do your thing in my pussy. Don't let me fail Makela. If you get to make Makela preggy, you got to get me preggy too. I giggle tiredly to myself. I suddenly feel sleepy. My ecstasy wind down slowly as afterglow sets in. I can't feel him squirting anymore. Just a constant flow of hard lumpy cum through my cervical hole. Through my tiredness of being thoroughly and properly dicked for the first time, I feel his thin tube tip slither out slimily. Some sort of warm gluey paste follow behind and stick inside. More come from his penile tip until it slathers thickly on what I feel like is my cervix. I feel all gooey and sticky in my vagina. It is than I realise, he had cum plugged me. Warm jelly cum plug is keeping all his spunk safely sealed inside my bloated womb. All that half breed spunk will be putting a bun in the oven soon. Soaking the baby batter warmly in my pure breed body until it is time to bake a half breed bun.
I murr at the thought.
Manfred tiredly fall on the bed softly. I let his hands and arms slink away so he can rest. The half breed deserves it well. Now, I sit heavily on his lap with three weird out girls still drunk on hard liquor staring at my sperm filled sex. Without my support, I lean forward with my hands on my knees and shakily stand. I keep my eyes wide open as I lift myself up. Mamfy whimpered softly as my pussy suck him hard, dragging out every single droplet of maybe baby tadpoles.
Lucita, Belinda and Jocelyn keep their eyes trained on my pussy when he slips out. A thick gooey line of his semen stretches from somewhere inside me to the tip of his penis. It doesn't break off when I stand full up as steady as I could. Using my right hand's fingers, I clamp my thumb and index finger on his penis, squeezing hard on his cum vein and slide up. More cum drops dribble out and my friends watch me with open mouths as I took and gather the long line of dangerously potent semen on to my middle finger and stuff it into my pussy. I clamp my pussy lips with my left hand and slowly pull out. My middle finger is slick with my fem cum, but no more white seed stains the finger. They sat speechless as I wipe my pussy as clean as I could with my hand and stuff every wipe of fluid inside. Once done, I pull my panties from the side, over my muff and cover it snug tight. I rub my stuffed muffin in front of them before giving a few gentle pats as if satisfied with the job. My actions telling the girls, all of Mamfy's dangerous strong wiggling spunk is all sealed up safe and tucked deep inside my young soon to be egg ready body.
I rub all over myself, feeling up my breasts, my sweaty and ruffled fur. I have been thoroughly seeded by Mamfy. Inside, I feel the slimy gooey warmth slipping and sliding about as I sat down on the floor with them. "That is ... fun," I panted out. It is all I could say as I lean forwards. I shiver slightly as somewhere within my cervix, pressure builds and pushes the cum plug out slightly.
I feel myself wetting my panties and I look around asking, "Anyone see my cervical cap?"
"Here." Belinda hands it over to me. I take it and inspected it. I spit my saliva into it to clean it before kneeling upright. Pulling my panties off, I spread open my legs again. A small dribble of white cum tried to escape, but my cup captured it. Slowly, I stuff the cup in and push upwards into the cum plug Mamfy left behind to keep the sperm plugged in. Pushing hard, I trap his spunk neatly in the cup and I pull out my fingers. I put on my panties again before sitting down.
"You're keeping it all inside you? Shouldn't you wash it out in case... you know... you get pregnant," Jocelyn nervously asks.
"Nah, she don't need too. She still got time. Right Wendy," Belinda is the first to gather her wits at my lusty display for sex.
Thankfully, I smile at her, "Yah Linda. You're right. Besides, I'm wiped out now and I don't feel like bathing. Imma going to crawl to my coffin and get some shut eye." I yawn out after saying this. I am really tired and we will have school tomorrow.
"Um... Ok. But does it feel good," the red vixen ask timidly. Lucita got up and said goodnight to all of us softly. Shows over for her. Time to sleep. But a can of hard liquor first for her. Looking back to Jocelyn I smile and tell her how I feel quietly, "Feels great having him shooting off inside. No condoms, no pulling out. Never felt better. You are right." I giggle before going to the washroom to brush my teeth.
I look at myself in the mirror and lift up my arms to smell my armpits. Damn. I smell like a whore. Lowering my arms, I smile and think to myself. A well dicked whore for a fifteen year old, right Wendy? Time to let those sperm do their thing in several days time. Got to keep the oven warm and fresh for the new egg popping out. Could be tonight or tomorrow or the day after. But by the end of this week, I better be preggy. Not going to let Makela get into trouble alone. My tail sweep from side to side as I wash my face before leaving the bathroom and switching off the lights.
It feels like a dream to all of us. I came out of the bathroom, we drink some more. As if like a fucked out boy sleeping in Makela's bed with Makela on it is a normal thing. And Makela. If we had concentrate hard enough and stuff our noses to her pussy after an hour or two from my fuck fest, we would have smelled her heat is not as strong as before. And we all pass out from drinking...............
One by one, we go to our sleeping bags in the room. Me? I decided to sleep with Makela and Mamfy. I snuggle between them and pull up the covers. Makela snores lightly. I spoon her body, careful not to wake her up. My arms hold her warm body to me and wander downwards to rub at her bloated loins. I turn my head to look at Mamfy before focusing my thoughts on Makela. I slip my right hand into her panties and dip my middle finger inside her warm honey pot very slowly. First knuckle, than the second. Finally I press into the thick warm gooey sperm plug. It squishes in a gooey sticky manner as I twirl my finger. Makela whimpers and squeezes her thighs tight. I naughtily press her bloated lump lightly and smile softly when the warm gluey cum plug press around my finger. I rub harder and my interloping finger is rewarded with a warmer oozing liquid. I coat my finger with it before pressing deep again to properly plug the sperm leak.
When I pull out, I sniff my gooey coated finger. I feel horny just smelling the semen that had been inside of her womb and her heat. I suck my finger clean, feeling the slimy goo on my tongue and taste the true tartness of skunk. No doubt Makela is being pregged up right now under my left hand as I keep rubbing her warm bloated lump. Maybe her mommy and daddy won't mind her having Mamfy's half breed baby. After all, he looks like a pure breed skunk too, but with inverted colours. Only difference might be size of his balls if it is a boy. Big brass balls like his daddy to hang out with mean girls like us and empty his nuts in. But I wonder what daddy would say when I tell him he is a granddaddy now. Maybe I'll let him rub my flat tummy when I tell him before it gets swollen with a baby bump if I miss my next month's heat. Don't worry Makela. You won't have a baby alone.
To be continued...