Commission: A Party To Remember
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A Party to Remember
by Segremores Moon, a commission for Flare Starfire
My dark green eyes adjusted to the sudden change in light level as my blindfold was removed. I found myself sitting in a chair in the middle of the gymnasium at my friend's lab, though it was quite different-looking than it had a couple of night prior when I had visited last.
"SURPRISE!" A jovial shout rang out from several of the senior staff who were positioned all around me. Most of them were still in their lab coats, but only just. The clothing policy for any employee in the Wildfire Laboratories was always "at-need basis." Meaning, you only had to wear clothing if you really needed to, and staff members had to wear the coats and the badges in order to distinguish them from the test subjects.
"Wow, you guys really outdid yourselves this year..." I chuckled, my eyes wandering around the room and its occupants to admire some of the streamers, banners, and other decorations. Workout equipment had been moved around to make room for tables and chairs. Food had been set out in abundance, including a big cake that had my name on it, which had been carefully placed at the center of one of the tables as the crown jewel.
"Well don't be so surprised, draggy," Flare, one of the co-founders of the labs replied, tucking my former blindfold away as he stood with his counterpart, Zeryx, the ram who also wore a big smile. "We've been planning this for a while, wanted to make sure you had a greaaaaat time." Flare winked at me and handed me a red plastic cup full of what looked like punch, trying to subtly plop something into it before he handed it over. The shire stallion grinned innocently the whole time.
I gave him a look, but took the drink anyway, noticing it fizz slightly as I brought it to my lips. Flare and Zeryx just smiled at me, but watched me take a sip of the slightly-alcoholic beverage. "You two are suspicious, but what else is new?" I finally grunted, smacking my thick scalie lips as I put the cup down onto the table in front of me. Laughing, they both simply stepped away to enjoy the festivities as a couple of other staff members came forward to chat with me.
The little bit of chicanery over my drink had been forgotten after several hours of drinking and revelry. We were definitely making a mess out of the gym that night, but mostly with the food as it was enjoyed by all who had attended. Strangely enough, I had trouble getting anything down. I managed to chew my way slowly through a slice of cake, but that was all I was in the mood for it seemed. I poked my prodigious dome of a gut with a frown as if to ask "what's wrong with you?" but otherwise paid my temperamental appetite no mind.
Just as the food had been scarfed, the drinks had flown as well, and no one had any problem having several. It was due to this, I think, that the night started turning toward other "business." I laughed as a particularly-cute roan stud had fallen into my arms while a group had been singing and dancing, his lab coat left somewhere and forgotten. He giggled drunkenly up at me, erection flagging as he leaned up to kiss my lips.
That's when I felt it, a stirring in my gut, and suddenly a long low growl of hunger burst out of me from deep inside, putting a surprised look on both his face and my own. The hunger gripped me though, like some sort of undeniable fiery beast that gurgled inside a very dark hollow pit, the kiss turning into a rather wide opening of my jaws instead.
"VORE PARTY!" Someone cried out, my eyes snap open as my attention came back to what was going on in the moment. I looked down at what used to be a very handsome stud, only to find a pair of legs kicking from my jaws and the sensation of a very contended stuffing occurring. He was half-way down my throat, and it bulged wonderfully with his form, making me moan around him as I swallowed once more, pulling the pert cheeks of his ass past my tongue and sending them down into my hot fleshy gullet as well. This seemed to drive some of the other guests wild as they crowded around to watch, shuffling the table away from my bulky form in order to make room for themselves and whatever growth my belly might accomplish that night.
With an audience, I continued the deed, leaning my big horned head backward until the chair I was sitting in creaked loudly in protest against my weight shifting so much. Hands rubbed along my throat, making me swallow reflexively. Every guest wanted to get in a feel. They all watched and commented in delight as those hooves which had been kicking in the air, gradually made their way down toward my open lips and jaws, and then beyond them. I made a little show of it, closing my lips slowly, then swallowing loudly so they could watch the last of their comrade slide away. And then my belly bulged, hooves pushing out from the fleshy insides as the roan stallion struggled playfully.
I grinned around the room at stunned silence, seeing many an interested, delighted face on each of the senior staff members, all of them also horses like their swallowed colleague. "Who's next?" I asked with a lick of my lips and another ominous growl from my belly.
*****
One by one they had lined up, stripping themselves down until they were naked as I was, and then riding the gullet express into my stomach. I could not remember ever having been so hungry before. Sure, I had come to the labs to experiment with stretching my horizons and getting just one more whole person into me than I normally could. That's what the labs were there for, after all, but this was different. I didn't feel like I had to stuff myself, I just felt like I was trying to quench a hungry fire that would not be put out no matter how much I fed it.
Six of the horses had already been swallowed up, and I was definitely looking it. I groaned as I rubbed across the expanse of my belly, feeling six whole struggling studs inside, moving around and rolling on top of one another to try and find room... or maybe even fuck. It was hard to tell what was going on in there. I needed more though. The next eager stud had come forth with a grin on his face, stroking his equinehood which drooled strands of precum all over the floor in front of me. What caught my eye was the couple who were openly mating on the table near me, however.
I grinned, watching them. One pounded into the ass of the other in missionary position. I had to have them both right then and there. With a slow grunt, having to lift not only my own considerable draconic weight but also the weight of six stallions now gurgling away inside my gut, I hefted myself onto my feet and maneuvered myself and my squirming midsection carefully to the table, grinning at the studs who were going at it. The one being pounded into gasped up at me with lust-filled eyes as I winked to him and carefully knelt behind them, taking to my knees to bring their hooves closer to maw-level.
"He's gonna eat us..." the bottom stallion groaned to the one fucking him thoroughly. His ass-pounder perked those cute triangular ears of his and looked back at me kneeling there, a surprised look on his face. There was some hesitation clearly written on those features, but it didn't matter that much. Leaning forward, I carefully scooted their legs closer together, clacking their hooves against one another with dull little thuds as I lined them up for my ease.
The stud on top finally turned away when my jaws opened wide. I must have looked quite a sight with my lips curling back against rows of sharp teeth, a little drool dribbling from the end of my thick forked tongue. That tongue slithered across a pair of those hooves, tasting the soft tang of dirt and sweat which was percolating just a little through the fur of stallions who were drunk and amorous. It was easy for me to lean forward and simply guide those four hooves into my maw, their hard surfaces dragging almost lewdly against the back of my tongue before they hit that opening of my throat. There had been a little gagging at that point, but I managed to swallow around the bulk of that meal's beginning, grunting around four squirming hooves as they bulged out my neck on their way down.
As had occurred many times that night, I was drawing a crowd. It was rare to see a predator try to take on more than one at a time through the same orifice, even if occurrences like this were what the labs were all about. What was left of the other senior staff--all stud anthros aside from Zeryx and one rather large equitaur--gathered around, drinks in hand, grins on their faces, and some of them even with their own or others' dripping phalluses in the other paw. I grinned around my slow, enjoyable meal as praises and noises of surprise or lust flowed around me.
My attention turned back to the feast at hand. The presence of wet flesh, the scrape of gentle teeth, and the sensation of flexing and tugging around those legs had somehow enhanced their owner's lovemaking. Indeed, the bottom stallion was whinnying out in need, his thick-nailed fingers digging into the back of his thrusting 'top,' and the stud on the top was pounding all the harder.
I was grinning like a madman the entire time, opening my jaws again to push my hungry gullet forward, maw closing playfully around the backs of their knees as everyone watched my throat bulge with calves that were still flexing in the heat of my insides. My big russet hands slid up their thighs, caressing them, and gripping the hips of the top stallion as they rose and fell to drive his cock into the rear of the one underneath. I savored every moment of it, swallowing again to remind them that I was still there, my chin suddenly bumping the edge of the table as their thighs began to bulge my cheeks roundly.
This was getting a little difficult, and I think the audience knew it, as drunk as they had been. I started feeling hands around me, encouraging paws rubbing my back and neck, some of them even being so bold as to get a rub at my still-squirming gut while they could still manage it being outside my belly. A few even came forward to help pack the fucking pair in, taking their arms and shoulders and starting to lift them off of the table as I sat backward heavily onto my rear.
"Heave!" They began to call with laughs and whinnies of delight, pushing the pair down my throat as I sat there and tried to keep my jaws and esophagus as open as possible, eyes shutting tight from the pressure of wider hips and ass suddenly passing through. Only the sweat they were generating from their coitus lubricated the way down, and that was tough despite its sharp and lovely taste. Hands at my bulging neck started to massage even more softly as they felt my throat convulse around so much meat, helping and encouraging me to swallow, until I finally had them in up to their waists.
Both of my meals were whinnying out in orgasm at this point, heads thrown back in ecstasy as they felt my hot wet flesh wrap around their waistlines, pushing them together tighter than they could have though possible. Cries of passion to their gods rang out from their open muzzles, along with many gasps and pants of pleasure. My gut was rumbling again at that point, I had to have them soon to fill myself even beyond the limit I had reached that night. So I growled loudly, surprising the stallions standing around me for a moment while my muscled arms reached up, gripping the shoulders of both orgasming studs to heave them in.
I pulled with mighty hauls of my arms, simply keeping the way open for them both and only having to pause every now and again as I reflexively swallowed from the dryness of having them both packed in at once. My tactics had to change when their shoulders neared, having to wedge my head back and forth to work my lips and teeth over those broad parts of their form. My eyes opened to see the last bit of their heads, eyes wide with delight and panic as their fates were sealed.
Slithering my tongue across their faces in a backward sort of kiss, I reached up with my big paws to grip their muzzles, gently ushering them into my jaws and letting them get a last look at the light before my lips closed. I grinned to my audience and swallowed forcefully, the bulges of two squirming horse muzzles slid down my throat and into my chest, my gut bulging hugely as they entered my stomach to join the mass of squirming stallions already there, the enormous belly somehow holding its huge round shape despite how much was in there.
Cheers rang out amongst the crowd as I sat back, leaning against part of the table closest to me and rubbed across my huge gut, grinning gently from how much was in there. Another drink was handed to me, and I looked up to see Zeryx holding it out with a grin.
"You must be thirsty from all that dry-humping stallion you just had," he chuckled mischievously. I didn't even think anything of it, taking the cup in my hand and taking a gulp. It was definitely not water, that's for sure, and I burped loudly as I felt the liquid tingling down into my stomach and through my system.
"Ugh, what is this?" I grunted, looking at the orange substance that still remained at the bottom of the cup I was handed.
"Oh don't worry about it too much, I just thought you could use some more room in that belly of yours," the ram replied, smirking as he gave my belly a pat, letting his hand linger there long enough to make me rumble a little in enjoyment.
I didn't even have enough time to ask him what he had meant by that before the effects began to be obvious. Whatever was in that drink was turning my system on, my stomach burbling loudly and suddenly as the studs squirmed less and less. My big gut started to tighten up again and shrink. The sensation of digestion was almost too fast for me, but the effect was still there, and I watched as my gut maintained a large round form, but started to feel more empty than before, my hunger returning suddenly and with force. I stood up slowly, my gut now baring the size and weight of having just devoured eight stallions completely, and ready for more.
"You sneaky bastard ram," I smirked a little, leaning in to lick his cheek a little, "ugh I'm hungry again." I didn't have to hunt long to find what I wanted, grinning as my eyes landed on the equitaur, who looked up at me with a smile.
"Oh I know what you want, big guy," he said in a nice deep voice, whickering as I approached. The other stallions grinned as they came closer to see what might happen. "I don't want to go down that throat of yours..." He finished, surprising me a little. I gave a little sideways tilt of my head, as he eyed me with a grin.
"I've heard you can and have devoured others with other... prominent portions of yourself," he explained, and reached over with a hand to rub down my side, over a love-handle, to finally rest on part of my muscled hip, giving my ass a squeeze. "Think you can take me with this?"
"Wow, I don't know if I can take you through there... I might need a lot of lube..." I playfully grinned at him, then looked around meaningfully at all of the stallions still standing around, most of whom were nursing one or more throbbing stallionhoods eager for an orgasm. "Cover him from head to hooves, and I'll work him in." I said, moving over to a table and leaning over it with my rear in the air, swishing my tail back and forth playfully as I waited.
My wait was not in vain. The other horses immediately grasped the concept and crowded around my future butt-toy, stroking themselves almost feverishly in their drunken delight. I even saw Zeryx and Flare, standing to the rear of the taur, stroking their own prominent erections in devious glee. Some stallions went off early, spraying nice warm wads and ropes of seed onto the flank or leg of the stallion standing there, who groaned as he felt splatters of spunk hit him. Those who were finished started to help rub the seed into his fur, soaking him in it as more and more came.
The air quickly filled with the scent of cum, a few gallons of the stuff unloaded from all of the available stallions. We were definitely making a mess of that gym floor, loads of spooge that had missed their intended mark lay on the carpet instead, soaking into it as the studs heedlessly cropped across.
Finally, he was soaked, his form glistening and reeking of horse cum. He clopped forward with a grin, and I grinned back, my tail hole itching for the stretch it was about to get.
"Just be gentle," I grinned back at him, lifting my thick tail base high to reveal to all in the room my exposed ass. My goods were on display now. The back of my low-hanging balls, full of their own brand of dragon seed, the flesh that led up to my puffy-looking maleherm opening, and finally the rounded and very puckered flesh of my large ring, which flexed in anticipation as the hunger inside me mounted. "And get in there," I growled playfully.
"Yes sir," the equitaur grinned, moving forward and sliding his lubricated digits against my pucker. I could do nothing more than moan across the table's surface from the sensation, my rear loosening for my meal, the ring tugging itself open in a lewd sort of yawn. He wasted little time either, which was good, and slid his fingers right inside, to offer up his hands, until I was clenched lightly around a pair of wrists.
There was a pause as he took a moment to breathe and enjoy the start of something that was probably momentous for him. I had done this a few times before with various species, being the big hungry dragon that I am. Any thoughts I had about those previous meals were pushed away as he began to push deeper inside, feeding me his forearms, stretching me open to take that slow dive into my rectum. He and I almost groaned in unison as he leaned forward, his upper anthro half having to lean into me more and more.
I could feel my cheeks spreading apart as my tailring spread for him, it all ushered him in up to his elbows while his muzzle began to probe into my clean, thick, inviting flesh. "Yessss, that's it, push in deeper, walk forward for me," I encouraged him, looking over my broad shoulder to see if I could view him properly. My broad ass was in the way though, so not much could be seen, but oh could I feel him do his thing from the inside. I was thankful for the lubrication at the point where his upper shoulders pushed in, the stallion lower half of him continued to walk his upper half forward and into me, until finally the waist where his upper half met his lower half hit my rear, causing my balls to jiggle from the soft impact.
It was heavenly feeling him there, his upper half buried inside my guts, and he squirmed around to find room as he packed himself inside. My ass stretched nice and wide around him, giving him little 'nibbles' as it flexed in delight. "I'm going to need some help here, boys," I winked over at the co-owners of the labs, the ram and the shire clopping over with a pair of grins and renewed erections. "Just grip his barrel and get ready to start hauling him inside, alright?"
"You got it, Remi," Flare said with a snicker, reaching down to take a hold of the equitaur's right leg while Zeryx took the left, ready to push. I nodded with a grin and pressed backward with my loaded rear and growled out loudly as I felt myself beginning to spread wider around the withers and barrel of my meal. At the same time, they hauled, pulling his forelegs up against his body and letting my ring stretch down around them with a fleshy slurp, leaving me moaning heavily on the table as my gut started to sag with the immense weight of part of that stallion becoming overbalanced into my ass.
At that point, the stud partially-buried inside me started to get the idea, pushing with his rear legs, walking forward into my form. "Ffffff...." I growled, eyes clenching shut as my ring pulled taut, totally smooth and immense as it stretched incredibly wide around that horse belly, trying to get it inside as best I could while my meal, and the two at his sides tried to push him deeper. "Ohhhhthankgodforlube..." I cried out, reaching the widest point on my butt-meal as he slid in softly, and with no quiet groan of relief from myself.
"You've got a butt coming out of your butt, dragon!" Flare giggled a little, giving the set of equine hindquarters that was practically the only thing left outside of me at that moment a nice firm smack, making the stud inside me squirm, my gut swaying back and forth.
"Yeah... that gives me an idea..." Zeryx grinned, stroking his big ram cock again as he moved around to the equitaur's exposed rear, moving that tail out of the way and pushing his cock right inside the stallion's ring with a firm thrust. A groan of enjoyment rang out as he held onto the stud's hips, starting to fuck him gently. I chuckled a little and rubbed my gut as the stud inside squirmed and moaned out into the surrounding flesh from the sensation of being fucked while he was being devoured.
Flare took up position under his taur colleague's rear as well, stroking over that exposed horsecock that had dropped from the full sheath from the start of such a lewd feeding. I groaned out as my meal squirmed even more, bucking inside me from the dual stimulation as both Flare and Zeryx molested and made love to their compatriot.
The ram bucked his hips and groaned, getting closer to his second climax for the night, and it seemed like he would be getting it soon as well, given just how much stimulation had been going around all night. I playfully thrust my hips back, taking in more of the trapped stallion's rump until my ring crested over those hips, tugging them out of the ram's grip. "Back up, boys, I'm swallowing the whole thing!" I grunted with glee as my ring slurped closed suddenly around most of the equitaur's hindquarters, devouring him all the way up to his legs. Hind hooves lifted into the air behind me as my gut sagged even lower and rounder, the weight of the entire 'double-stallion' now fully inside of that belly save for the last bit of his legs.
"Now that's a sight," the shire underneath snickered as he took to his own hooves again and stood behind with Zeryx. They watched in rapt fascination as my open hole took in the last of those hooves and closed up completely behind him.
"Nnnf, there we go," I managed a chuckle, standing up slowly once more, letting the full weight of my overburdened belly just kind of lay against the table and over my groin and thighs. This was going to take a little while to work off, that was for sure. "Mind if I sit down for a little bit, boys? Dragon needs a break." I laughed, a burp rolling up my gullet from the motion which caused the other two to laugh along with me. My gut burbled a little as I made my way slowly to the bubbling hot tub, a few studs meandering within until they saw me and my ponderous gut plodding toward them.
"Make some room for the birthday boy, guys," the ram chided them, making shooing motions with his hands. It made me 'ooh' delightedly to feel the water slosh out the sides when I finally slid in, letting the jets buffet my smooth russet flesh as I relaxed. I could already feel my insides going to work on that trapped stallion, his form lessening inside as my form increased in its own heft and stature, making me grumble a little as my eyes closed.
*****
I must have dozed off for a few minutes in the hot tub, because I remember waking up, my eyelids sliding open to see Flare and Zeryx smiling on either side of me. I also realized that in the intervening moments that I had been asleep, someone had pulled over what looked like a big slide of sorts... one that you might find at a pool party or in a child's playground. The edge of the slide met with the edge of the water. The bottom of the ladder met with a whole line of stallions, the remaining guests at my party...
More interesting than any of this was the fact that someone was tending to my maleness, and as soon as I felt another tongue slide across my veiny flesh I knew that I was very erect and very horny. "Mmmmf," I commented, sitting up a little in the hot, bubbling water to see what was going on under my big belly. I could just make out a pair of stud's heads bobbing up and down, their hands busy along what I saw of my own equine-based erection. They must have been at it for a good while, since my flare was already forming and I was definitely soiling the cleanliness of the tub with thick dollops and strands of precum.
"Just relax draggy, we're gonna give you your last birthday present before the night is over," Zeryx replied, giving my big round gut a gentle pat of affection. Flare half 'hopped' over to the side of the tub and picked up a small case, opening it to reveal what looked like a clear gel-capsule. He moved right over to where the other two studs were playing in my area and grinned up at me. The studs had both stopped to watch what was going on, their faces covered in my precum, matted right through their short fur. With a quick push, the shire touched the small capsule to the opening of my urethra and fed the pill inside.
I couldn't even really feel the pill going down, though I did feel the two studs working my shaft to make sure that it reached the base of my cock. I sighed a little as they looked up at me in expectation. "I won't even ask this time," I chuckled, shaking my head as I relaxed in the tub, letting my goods float over the surface of the water.
Like a sudden punch to the groin, it hit me. Punch was probably the wrong word, because it wasn't painful, it was actually intensely pleasurable. I arched my back and roared out as whatever had been shoved down my cock started to work. Stunning waves of pleasure radiated through my groin, up my spine, and down through my balls and cock. On its own, my horsecock flexed and spurted a wide rope of precum that arched and splattered onto the lip of the slide situated in front of me. That was just the beginning. With a pulsing, aching sensation in my groin, my glorious penis began to expand, growing steadily longer, wider, thicker. The flare opened up, blossoming into pre-orgasmic shape without the actual orgasm, and the shaft followed until the veins stood up along its length and the medial ring fattened to thick headband-like proportions.
I could do nothing but squirm and moan in disbelief and pleasure at all that was occurring between my open thighs. The cock that I was so proud of was becoming something that would shame a feral whale! It wasn't over until my flared end bumped into the edge of the plastic slide, making my eyes snap open as the intense feeling finally faded to a dull throb. My cock must have been six feet long at that point, wide enough around that an entire person could have easily slid into it... In fact, the very thought of this fact suddenly made my balls gurgle in delight, and I realized what the slide was for.
"Oh..." I gasped simply as I watched the first stud--who had been waiting in line somewhere behind the slide--take the ladder carefully to the top with a grin of glee on his face. Flare and Zeryx took up position at my swollen head, massaging it gently and encouraging it to disgorge even more precum onto the slide's surface, making it slick and very slippery. Without another moment's hesitation, the eager stallion hoisted himself and slid down hooves-first, my groin aching with anticipation.
"SLURK....NGHHH," two completely different parts of me made those noises as one. I watched in surprise as my shaft bulged hugely with most of the stallion's form, only his nose and his outstretched arms and hands left outside of my gigantic, starved dick. Even those would not last long outside of my horsecock, for they were drawn in with slow flexes of my shaft, sending the stallion to his apparent doom further down my shaft and into my bulging groin.
"Yeah, this is the best way to cockvore the masses," Flare grinned, helping to rub my cock to encourage it on. I was unable to think clearly enough to answer. It didn't matter though, for another stud had sent himself down the slide, punching himself face-first into my cock this time. The impact gently sent the first into my groin completely and replaced the presence in my cock with himself, squirming to get further down even as the very next stallion in line made his way to the top of the slide.
I couldn't keep track of the stallions sliding down, my groin ached thoroughly as the space devoted to containing cock-meals within me started to fill and work at the willing stallions held inside. I growled out as my balls demanded their filling, and it wasn't until I could feel the first gurgling of conversion that I let out a long sigh of pleasure and relief. I was not able to see just yet, but I could tell that both of the lab's owners could see my sack expanding, balls filling with loads of seed made from stallions, and promising more to come.
The process continued like this for at least fifteen minutes. Stallion after stallion practically flung themselves down the plastic slide into my meat slide, encouraged by his fellow stud who were waiting for their turn just behind. As each one easily went down my hungry cock, the process would continue to turn them into living seed, storing them inside my giantly-burgeoning balls. Eventually, I started to see my swollen sack as it filled the hot tub and displaced water with its bulk, my thighs having to spread to nearly uncomfortable angles in order to help accommodate for the incredible and persistent growth.
At last, the final stud slid down my shaft completely, leaving the entire gym empty aside from myself and the co-owners of Wildfire labs. My massive gut full of nine-and-a-half meals. My enormous balls full of at least ten fully-converted stallions. My person-sized cock was still throbbing hornily, though probably no longer as hungrily as it had before.
I groaned at how full I felt. My sack ached from being stretched around such titanic testicles. My balls ached from being full of at least a thousand gallons of pure horse cream. I almost whimpered to my two best friends as they grinned up at me, leaning playfully against my balls to kiss at my big shaft.
"Happy birthday, Remi," Flare said, starting to hoist himself up over my cock, straddling it as he faced away from me and hauled it upright to point ragingly at the ceiling. Zeryx moved himself up over my balls from behind my upright log of fertility, and together they hugged it from either side, starting to slide their matted furry forms along its veiny surface.
I growled in passion, eyes rolling into the back of my head as I felt them both trying their best to please such a massive member. It wouldn't have mattered how skilled they were. At that point I was too sensitive and needy to hold on, and I was too full and bloated to keep what I had. They could feel the rush coming, they could see my shaft's flare widening even more, somehow becoming an umbrella of flesh above their heads as the underside bulged at their thighs.
With a roar that shook the windows of the once-pristine gymnasium, I came. I didn't just cum, I painted, I splattered, I rained and stormed. My shaft was like three fire hoses squeezed together to form one super-soaker. My stallionhood bloomed gushes of pure-white seed that would splatter onto the ceiling, then roll off in thick pearls to hit the ground with resounding force. What portions of the carpet that hadn't been made a mess of by the party before, was now a thoroughly-drenched lake of seed which was quickly growing without an end in sight.
The ram and the shire groaned in delight, grinding their own erections against my staff of plenty, adding their own relatively meager portions of seed to the vat I was creating around us. All three of us howled out in orgasm, getting every last member of the party involved as they had selflessly given themselves to me as a present. The greatest climax of a lifetime.
I blinked in surprise when it was all over. I hadn't blacked out despite the incredible pleasure. Instead I had whited-out. No... that was just what it looked like. Every inch of surface area in the gym, especially centered around myself, was soaked and layered in cum. The air was filled with the scent of fresh horse and dragon spunk, the cloud of masculinity could almost be seen like a fine haze throughout the open air. I slid a paw through the surface of my cum-drenched belly, trying to clean some of it off. Coughs and sputters drew my attention to the base of my waning erection, bulges along my groin starting to move. I quickly picked them up into my arms and lapped them clean so they could breathe, the ram and the shire laughing jovially at my ticklish tongue and the wonderful result of such an orgasmic situation.
"Thanks guys, this was the best party ever," I chuckled a little, hoping that I could get myself cleaned up before my raptor came to pick me up a few hours later. "What about the cleaning-crew, aren't they going to be mad... or quit?" I asked, feeling a little bashful at just how ruined the place looked.
"Oh don't worry about that, they'll be waking up with the others you devoured in a few hours, they contributed to this mess after all!" Zeryx grinned, licking a dollop of fresh seed off of his fingers with a smack of his lips. We all had a good laugh at that, and snuggled up in the warm seed to take a much-needed nap.
Cleanup could wait until later.