Moogle Wishes
Okay, first thing's first, as it says in the keywords, this story has watersports and scat in it. So, obviously, if you don't like those, don't read this. Very simple. Also, in an attempt to alleviate confusion, I'm going with FFXII moogles.
After becoming tired of his everyday life, Kyle had decided it was time to set out and find a place that was truly his home. More than anything he wanted to find someone to love. Living alone was fine for some, but it never felt right to him. As well, he never felt he "belonged" where he lived. He was no native of the place and passers-by always remarked how his completely bland, single toned gray fur didn't fit in with the colorful surroundings of his small village, not to mention being the only fox in the local area. The satellite reception was terrible too, though not really a motivating factor. His final motivating factor was when an acquaintance had stayed over and gotten on his computer while he wasn't looking, and found his stash of scat fetish porn. Ever since then there were constant whispers of him being a pervert, and townsfolk tended to stay away from him, giving him nasty looks as he passed.
So, he set out on his journey. Along the way he'd met a man who offered to let Kyle rest in his small shack for the night, which he accepted readily. Upon leaving for the next morning, the man asked him to have a seat with him at the tiny, wobbly table the man had in his cottage. As the man had let him stay for free and hadn't asked any favors of Kyle, he felt that taking a moment out and listening to him was the least he could do. As he sat, the old man slid a piece of parchment over to Kyle that seemed even older than the man. Unfolding it, it appeared to be a map. The man told him that were he to follow the lines on the map, he'd reach a forest where everyone's most wanted fantasies came true. Kyle, of course, didn't believe the old man for a second. Fairy tales were never his cup of tea. Though he smiled and thanked the old man for the gift, he knew he'd be tossing out the dead weight the first chance he got. A final warning the old man gave was simply to stay on the path until it ended, if he didn't he would end up going in circles, or end up in someone else's dream that had come to reality.
And thus, after a mile or two of traveling down the road, he tossed the map into a ditch, shaking his head and chuckling a bit. Continuing on, the road he was walking down began to drag on, one or two cars passing every hour. And then, he stopped. His eyes wide and his jaw open slightly as he stared into the ditch, the map he'd thrown now beside him again. He picked it up and opened it, looking it over to make sure he wasn't hallucinating and to check it was the same. He then remembered what the old man said about going in circles. Realizing he was either going insane or already in what the man had described earlier, he looked about for a few moments for any changes since looking over the map again. About one hundred feet up the road there was now a dirt path leading into the forested area nearby. The forest itself stood out among the rest of the trees and grass, seemingly brighter and more inviting. Though he had a bad feeling about it, he felt there was no other thing to do but continue into the forest as the map guided, unless he wanted to risk traveling the same stretch of road until he perished of thirst.
Making his way into the forest, Kyle noticed the sounds of insects change slightly, lower pitched and not as intrusive, as if they were truly background noise that couldn't be actually found within the forest. He felt warmer and happier traveling down the path. Noticing, from time to time, other branches that continued down into the forest, possibly just other paths or perhaps other's real dreams, Kyle didn't care to find out. Deep down he still figured it was probably just a lie and he'd end up on the other side with some person laughing and saying how funny it was to watch him travel through. However, for the moment, it was a nice change of pace.
While he went down the path before him, he noticed that one of the branches up ahead had a panther turning into it. He yelled at the traveler, who stopped and turned, smiling and giving a little wave. Catching up and panting a bit at the run he'd just made to get there, he asked politely what the panther was doing there.
"Why, I'm here for my dreams. Isn't that why everyone is here?" replied the panther, giving Kyle an inquisitive look.
"I suppose so, but isn't it just a gag? I mean, you don't really believe your most beloved dream is at the end of that branch, do you?"
"Branch? What do you mean? This is the end of the path, silly. But anyways, yeah, I have my doubts too. I've nothing else better to do, though, so I figured why not."
"It's clearly a branch of the path." Kyle said, pointing down the main path as he saw it. "See? It goes on for quite a ways still."
The panther turned for a moment, looking where Kyle'd just pointed a moment ago. "So... you see a path? I don't. For me, it continues on from here, there's no more main path. Maybe... maybe there's more to this than our doubts have assumed, no?" The panther took a few steps further into his own path, but Kyle grabbed his arm quickly and stopped him.
"Hold on a second, perhaps I should go with you... you know, just in case?" Kyle said, thinking the panther might be in on whatever the old man was doing.
"I don't think so. I've got a couple fetishes that most don't want to deal with, including a deep love of guro and snuff. Not to mention... you're not part of my dreams!" The panther stated harshly, slapping off Kyle's paw and rushing down his own path, leaving Kyle dismayed and bewildered.
Either way, Kyle didn't want to be following around a guy that was into killing people through a forest by himself. Shaking off the puzzlement he began down the path again, then stopped and turned back, suddenly realizing it was probably better to be with the snuff-loving panther than to be walking down an open path with him hiding in the brush. Yet, as he turned, he realized the path was gone. As were all the other paths that he'd passed before. Only about one hundred feet of path lay behind him, past that was forest. There were still branches in front of him, but none behind, as if they'd been sealed off as unneeded to him once he'd passed them. Sighing and becoming only more dismayed as he tried to puzzle through the odd happenings of the place. Realizing there was nothing more he could do but keep going forward, he did.
Plodding on for what seemed like hours, he came across no more beings. Though it was odd for a forest to change, or possibly for his mind to play tricks on him, he still felt mostly peaceful and at ease as he traveled. As he continued down the path, he began to hear a soft sobbing noise. He glanced about, attempting to find the sound, and finally attributing it to a small creature sitting a few feet off of the road. He shook his head slightly and rubbed his eyes, blinking several times. He couldn't believe his eyes, but he'd've recognized that shape anywhere. It was a moogle. Already knowing they only existed in video games and some extremely sexy artwork (also, sadly, found in his porn stash). His heart was pounding slightly, as he'd always had a hard-on for moogles, male or female. He was sure that it was either a dream or a trick now, but he couldn't help but feel sorry for the creature anyhow. Being the kind spirit that he was, he walked over and knelt down beside the light pink creature.
"Hello." Kyle said, placing his paw on it's small shoulder.
It suddenly froze up and turned it's head towards him, pupils dilated in fear. "H-h-hello.." a female voice stammered out.
Kyle took his paw off and gave his best warm smile. "Ah, I'm sorry... miss? I noticed you were upset, can I be of help?"
She sighed and shook her head, her poofball swinging slightly as she did. "Nope... not unless you've passed someone named Kyle on your way down the path. We were all waiting for him, kupo. I got a bit excited, though, and ran out of the meeting place to find him, but I got lost... You know, you do look just like the picture we have of him, kupo."
"I... er, I'm Kyle. I know this is a set up, though. I'm not one to be fooled by such a silly story. So, although there's been an awful lot of work put into this, you can give up the charade now."
The moogle cocked her head slightly and stared at him, then began laughing raucously, rolling a bit on the ground, to the point of tearing up. Finally recovering after a few minutes, she sighed and sat back up, smiling tenderly at him. "You've no idea what this place is, do you, kupo?"
Kyle shook his head in dismay, completely lost now. "No, I was just given an old map by some guy that let me stay the night at his house. He said if I followed the main path until it came to an end, I'd find what I most want. I figured it was just a joke or some reality TV junk."
The moogle giggled cutely at what he said, shaking her head. "Nawh, it's real. Well, mostly. You can get lost forever, and the path does end there, but the path is more of a test of will and wanting. The length depending upon the lifespan of the being. Though... once you get to the end, time stops being a factor at all. Ehh, it's kind of hard to explain all in one go, but think of this place as an interdimensional match-making service. Across all that exists, there's a perfect match or set of matches for everyone. But some people just don't care enough to figure out who or what it is. So, they live their lives bored and without joy, as their partner or partners are only tolerable - not their perfect match. But here, if either party enters the forest, their match or matches are told that they've entered and given a thorough explanation of what the forest is, and how to reach the intended ending place. The person who enters is actually supposed to have the same explanation, as originally people would get bored and just go down the next branch they saw, some ending up in nightmare situations. Actually, that is exceptionally odd, now that I think about it. Why did you continue down your path, when you'd no idea if it'd ever end, kupo?"
Kyle scratched the back of his neck uneasily, looking down. "I er... I didn't really have anything better to do."
"Ohh. Well, I guess that works. I'm Forn, by the way." She giggled again, having changed from a distraught, forlorn creature into an excessively happy and good natured one. After a few moments of looking around, she glanced up at Kyle again. "Do you still see your path? The meeting place is nearby, but once you reach your destination the path disappears completely, until you're united with your other half at least. Then you're free to go. Like I said before, this forest is just a test of will and desire, kupo."
Kyle glanced back to the path and nodded to his new friend. "Yep. Shall we?" He said, still in a bit of disbelief, but not really caring anymore as he tried to hide his erection. Forn nodded and stood up, both of them walking down the path together. After awhile he noticed she was inhaling the air through her nose, and sighing, sometimes licking her lips.
"Wait, stop." She said, running in front of him. "I can see it now, and I could smell you, kupo."
Kyle froze up a little, then laughed it off. "Wh.. wha? Heh, I dunno what you're talking about... let's keep g-" suddenly cut off by his own gasp as Forn moved up to him and stuck her face in his crotch, inhaling deeply. "Hey, cut that out..." He said feebly, his mind racing as one of his many fantasies was coming true. She paid no real attention to his words as she pulled her face out of his crotch, sighing happily and beginning to unzip his pants.
"We both want it, you just can't smell moogle pheromones as well as we can smell you. There's no one else around... please, kupo?" In her cutest voice, smiling up at him with her beautiful eyes.
"I... er.. but..." He sighed, giving up and into what he'd always wanted.
Kyle undid the rest of his clothes and removed them, leaving his bare fur and throbbing, rock-solid shaft dripping with his precum. Sitting down on the grass beside the path, he gazed over her as she took her clothes off. Her small body being everything he'd hoped for in a female moogle's body. Beautiful fur, small breasts, and a cute, perfectly-shaped vagina that made him drool on the spot. She smiled as she moved over to where he was sitting and drew a finger of her paw against his shaft, causing him to shudder in pleasure. She took away a glob of his pre with it and licked it off of herself, licking her lips as she apparently approved of the taste. Seeing that he was still a bit nervous, Forn picked up his paw and put it against her small clit, causing herself to moan. Kyle picked up from there and went with it, his fingers rubbing down her lips and parting them, inserting his finger as his thumb continued to rub over her clit. After a few minutes of giving each other handjobs, she pulled off of his paw, his index finger wet from her obviously turned-on body. He tasted her back, giving her the same look and causing them both to chuckle. Laying down, Kyle waited as she climbed atop him, then moved her crotch over his muzzle. Without having to say anything, he went to work on her, his tongue expertly flicking and rubbing and twisting on her and inside of her as she moaned and grinded herself onto his muzzle. He shaft was already close, now leaking pre readily as Forn cried out in pleasure from the pleasure, pulling off and panting heavily she looked at him, as he looked back at her, deep lust and love returned in their eyes. She climbed back up on him, licking and stroking his seven inches of shaft before turning and putting her wet pussy against it.
"Wait! Aren't you... a little small for that?" Kyle asked worriedly.
Forn gave her smiling giggle again and shook her head. "Moogles are very flexible, you know. All the guys can take you, even. And I'm sure they will, kupo..." She said seductivly, then slid herself onto his girth and moaned out loudly, taking it in and sliding down. Finally reaching the base of him, she waited, relaxing. He, on the other hand, was desperately trying to keep himself from cumming right there. She was so beautiful, charming, and extremely tight. Her small, cute wings and her pom-pom dangling infront of him, it was almost too much for him to take. But he held it in and let her begin moving up and down on him, taking her time. Then she began a faster rythm, panting slightly and breathing harder as she pleasured herself on him, but after a bit she began to slow down, the long walking in circles having tired her out. Kyle, up to this point rubbing her clit gently as she fucked herself and rubbing her left nipple, held her up in mid-air, and picked her pace back up. She smiled to him as she reached down and began rubbing her clit. Since he'd walked slowly and taken a couple breaks, he wasn't all that tired. He started pounding rapidly into her, more than needing to cum, he desperately wanted her to orgasm too. After nearly a quarter of an hour of nonstop hard, pounding sex, Kyle turned over so she was on the ground, giving him the ability to pump into her even faster and harder, which she'd begged him to do. Closing her eyes, she began moaning out and panting heavily as he slammed into her pussy, the ever harder pistoning causing her to reach climax. Crying out, her body stiffened for several seconds as she orgasmed hard, panting severely. It only took Kyle a few more seconds before he released too, thick strands of his seed shooting deep into her body, then on her as he pulled out. Thick globs and strings of his cum covering portions of her small body as she grinned and continued rubbing herself. Motioning his shaft over, he moved it to her face, where she sucked and licked it clean, then after he returned the favor, licking and cleaning his own cum off of her, and taking a few minutes to give her more oral, loving the taste and size and everything about it. Then she did it. Something he was imagining, but had never expected, as his tongue moved down to start a long lick up the full length of her lips, she began to piss. His eyes opened in shock, but she didn't stop. He drank it, drank all of it her small body could empty into his muzzle. After she'd emptied herself, he pulled off, noticing that he seemed to have had another orgasm without his notice, apparently due to shock.
"Why are you so surprised?" She said, grinning slyly at him. "I told you, we were matched up perfectly to you, kupo." She sat up and motioned him over, as he'd sat up himself and was now on his knees. "Care to return the favor?" She giggled, rubbing herself again and taking the tip of his cock into her small muzzle.
"I.. uh... buh..." He looked at her, eyes still wide and sorta weirded out, but he really did have to go... He sighed, his paws rubbing over her head as he closed his eyes and let himself go, his hot piss flowing into her mouth as she gulped it down, not stopping or letting a bit of it dribble out. Just before he finished she stiffened again, moaning deeply as his stream stopped and she pulled off, panting and relaxing after her second orgasm.
Taking several moments to calm down, Forn and Kyle kissed tenderly as they sat next to each other, reaching up and down respectively.
"Perfectly... does that mean that you're you into s-"
"Yup." Forn said, cutting him off in mid-sentence. "But I don't really have to go right now." She glanced up at him with a big grin. "Why, do you, kupo?"
Kyle chuckled slightly and shook his head. "Nope, not at the moment. Mmm... we should probably start heading towards the meeting place, right?
"Yeah. They're all waiting for you! Actually, that was pretty selfish of us, making them wait even longer. Ah, I'm sure they won't mind. After all, it let us get to know each other better. Not to mention having to walk all the way there with both of us wanting to tear one another's clothes off would have been much less fun, kupo."
"Are all moogles this sexually upfront and open?" Kyle asked curiously.
"No, most are as average and plain as anyone you know from wherever you used to live. We have kinks just like you do. But then again, since we're all like you, and we've been matched up as such, there's no real reason to hide it, right, kupo?"
"I guess it makes sense." Kyle said cheerfully, as he began to put his clothes back on.
After getting their clothes back on and continuing down the road, now with Forn riding on Kyle's shoulder and remarking at the beautiful foliage, Kyle noticed that the branches had stopped appearing on the road. When he remarked to Forn about it, she replied that they were closing in, and he hadn't noticed that he'd turned down his own branch. He pushed past a few branches that were in the way, and reached a clearing, turning his head back to center, his heart fluttered. His eyes wide he stared ahead, at least forty or so moogles all waving and cheering happily that he'd arrived, not to mention with Forn, herself waving back happily to the friends she'd already made. Hopping down from Kyle, she rushed over and was hugged up into the nearest moogle's arms. Kyle was beyond astonished, in disbelief that this many would share his common interests. He'd pictured two or three, but forty plus?
One of the moogles stepped forward as the cheering and welcoming began to die down. His fur was a light brownish color, playing beautifully off of his silver-ish eyes. "Hiya, I'm Miki, kupo!"
"Hi, I'm Kyle... uhm, I was curious, why are there so many for just one of me?"
The male moogle grinned and laughed softly. "Well, because you're the only one that matched for all of us, kupo. Your planet isn't advanced enough to have widespread knowledge of this 'forest'. Kupopo... judging by the look on your face, I take it Forn didn't mention to you that this forest isn't on your planet while you were getting acquainted, did she, kupo?"
Kyle grinned and blushed, sighing as he tried to stop being so secretive among like-minded creatures. "Nawh, she never mentioned it. Are we in space or what, then?"
"More or less. It's not really important as we'll be leaving here soon. Which is what I need to ask you, kupo. By popular vote, I'm now the one to talk to about destinations and such. However, it's still your choice at this point. Would you like to come with us, kupo?"
Kyle thought about it, either no family and no home, or being with all of his new friends and doing exciting things. In the end, it wasn't even a choice, though the delay in answering made Miki look a bit nervous. Looking at the poor moogle's worried face made him chuckle a bit, then he sat down on the ground and gave him a big, warm hug, squeezing him a little. "Of course I'd love to come with you all. I'm just a bit unsteady still, this is really crazy for someone like me, who's not had anything special or unique happen in his life."
Miki was beaming, and hugged Kyle back just as tightly. "I'm so glad to hear it, kupo! I've got to go tell the others!" He said, letting go and heading back to the group, where after a few seconds a loud cheer emanated from it, and they rushed over to him, tackling him with warm hugs. He returned them, glancing past the wall of moogles to see Miki, Forn, and several others giggling and laughing at the happy pile of hugging.
Finally after getting all their energy and pent-up worry out on Kyle, they all brushed themselves off and headed toward a keypad in the center of the clearing. Miki entered in a series of undecipherable symbols, and the illusion of the forest died away. Surrounding them was a square, metallic room with nothing inside save for the new friends. Miki then went over to a small square pad on the wall nearby, a smaller version of the same square that was about the same height as Kyle. This, too, was superseded by an even larger replica several feet higher than him, apparently for different species.
Miki held down a button and waited, several seconds later a hologram of something that looked vaguely like an octopus appeared. "We've found him, safe and sound, and he brought Forn back from de-sync. Shut down his branch and seal it off, please, kupo." He smiled up at Kyle as the hologram dissolved and the door unsealed. "This is an older ship, one of the few remaining hubs of it's type, due to be decommissioned soon. However, this isn't our ship, kupo. It's attached to this one, the airlock is nearby."
"Wait, so... we're in space?" Kyle said, looking for a window or something nearby.
Miki nodded and chuckled. "It's hard to get from place to place without space travel, you know. Don't worry though, your planet will more than likely reach full space travel in a few hundred more years. Hardly any time at all, when compared to how long your life's about to be boosted, kupo." He said, grinning evilly.
"What do you m- OW!" Kyle started, as Miki pulled out what looked to be a syringe, and jammed it unceremoniously into Kyle's arm for a half a second, then pulled it back out, the contents already emptied. "What the hell did you do that fo.. for... my body's getting all warm and tingly... what did you do to me?"
Miki hugged against him and said in a comforting tone "Don't worry. You only need it once and you're good to go for life, which is now, indefinite. Your cells no longer deteriorate over time. They continue to grow and divide the same as they do right now. Your body will always look like it does now. Which, if I might say so, is spectacular, kupo."
"But... you could have asked me before you did it..." Kyle groaned, the sudden effects wearing off. "I mean, was there really any cause to just jab it in?"
Miki snickered and looked around nervously. "Er, yeah. The stuff's worth a fortune and everyone but you has taken it. That was the last one, and we didn't pay for them, kupo. The syringes are traceable until in the body. Which is why we need to leave here right away." He said, himself and several moogles helping him up.
Kyle whispered harsly "What? You're criminals? Moogle criminals? You have got to be kidding!"
Miki grabbed him by the balls, causing Kyle to stop what was about to become yelling, and returned the harsh whispering. "Look, Kyle, the matchup was real, us and you are pretty much identical in personality. Now you know damn well that you'd do the same to stay alive forever, just to be with the one thing you loved the most in this universe. If you think we're crazy, you're just as bad, kupo."
Kyle took several moments to think it over, then reluctantly nodded, realizing he was at least crazy enough to do that, if not more. "But still!" He said, prying the small furred hand from his crotch. "You could've just explained."
Miki shook his head, pom-pom moving to and fro with it. "We're on a timer." He said, as they began to make their way towards the moogle's craft. "If we don't get out of here in time, this sector will be swarmed with police coming in on the last known location of the unemptied syringes, kupo."
As they approached the docking bay, they ran into the octopus-looking creature again. Miki stopped and smiled at him. "Thanks for doing this for us." He said.
"Don't mention it, Miki. We're even now, though. Well, when I explain to the police that a ship that looked nothing like yours' and had a fake registration left just before they arrived, we'll be. So, don't expect any more favors." He looked harshly at Miki for several seconds, then they laughed together. "See you, old pal."
"You too, G-" Alarms went off as the proximity alert screen came up, warning that several police cruisers were approaching the vicinity. "We gotta go, Kyle, come on!" He said, rushing towards the airlock with Kyle and the rest of the moogles in tow.
Entering the ship, Kyle noticed it was nearly as big as the ship they were docked to was, and still shocked he was in space. He'd never dreamed of it. In space with a ship full of moogles that all wanted to do him, what kind of drugs was he on? But he remembered all of their adventure thus far, all of it very detailed, especially the intimacy shared with Forn, of course. As they undocked Kyle stared out towards the ship they were leaving, the unnamed octopus-guy waving goodbye with a tentacle-arm... thing, and also a new person. Kyle realized it was the old man from before, who'd handed him the map originally. Waving goodbye as well, with a smirk on his face. Kyle waved back, wondering just how long he'd been in that simulator.
As they entered what reminded Kyle of sci-fi warp or hyperspeed, the mood noticeably relaxed in the ship. Some verbally whewing. Forn was the first to come up to him after they began mingling about the ship. He didn't even think about it as he pulled her up and kissed her intimately, her returning it back in the same fashion.
"Well, it's good to see you're finally understanding the way things've been working around here once we all got to know each other, and got past the social awkwardnesses, kupo. We pretty much all love each other equally, and we've been anxiously waiting to complete our group with you, kupo."
"Really?" Kyle said, blushing a little. "Why's that? I mean, I've never though of myself as special... just average."
"Exactly. That's what we all thought, too. Every one of us just thought we were normal, average, nobodies in our own culture. But to you, we're amazingly hot, sexy, and beautiful. Just like we all think the same way about you, kupo. True enough, we're attracted to each other and all, but you, you're on fire. When we did it, it was like nothing I'd ever experienced before. I was with my idol, the person I've rubbed myself off to mentally a hundred times. And there I was, in reality, with you inside of me, kupo.
"I felt the same way about you. Well, I guess about all of you, now that I've seen and met most, if not all." Kyle said, smiling warmly as the smile was returned, a hug being given from one or two of them, with several happy 'kupo!'s and soft giggles going around. "But... I've had a really long, really really trippy, messed up day, for someone as mundane as I am... was." He grinned, and kissed Forn again, then went to find Miki.
"Kupopo... a room? You mean, like, private quarters or something, kupo?" Miki laughed and shook his head, then smiled with a bit of an evil smirk. "Sure, you'll find it one deck down, there are signs pointing the way." Kyle was uncertain of the look, as he sat across a table from Miki, perplexed. Miki chuckled again and stood up, moved across the table, and gave Kyle a soft kiss which was returned with much enjoyment from Kyle. "Night night, kupo." Miki said tenderly, winking at him and going back to check through some list that was probably currently beyond Kyle's reach of understanding.
"Night, Miki." Kyle returned as he started off down toward what he was expecting was a private room. However, he found something quite different. There were no private rooms. There were no rooms, period. There was just one long bed looking thing, with moogles populating it, all asleep or trying to get there. The walls where the average-sized private rooms used to be were obviously knocked out, some rough edges at the bottom where one couldn't touch without pulling up the extraordinarily long bed still showed. He wondered just how much of that elixir he'd been injected with they'd sold off to get the ship - which was obviously, until recently, under different management, or if they'd just stolen it too, and taken out the dividers that they didn't want. He just chuckled quietly and shook his head, not really caring anymore. They could be career thieves and he'd not love them any less. A couple of the moogles saw him as he'd entered, and had moved over to a spot empty enough for him and them to sleep together. As he began to change into sleeping clothes, he noticed they were all stark naked, save a couple who were wearing shirts and nothing else. Shrugging, he joined them in nudeness, much to the moogles' delight, and cuddled up with them as he called it a night.
As he sat up, he heard a soft squelching noise. It only took him a few seconds of searching to locate the two moogles near him, apparently the same ones from last night, one was giving oral to the other. Both male, the one receiving the attention waved to Kyle.
"Morning. I hope you slept well, kupo. Heh, it seems you're quite interested in this." He said nodding to Kyle's morning wood.
Kyle chuckled and nodded, Watching the small moogle's slick shaft making him even more aroused. The moogle that was giving the blowjob then stopped and pulled off, his own small member poking out and dribbling a little, motioning Kyle over. Kyle moved over and lay down, the moogles putting a pillow behind his head so that it arched up, his muzzle angled toward his chest but not enough to cause any sort of discomfort. The moogle who had been pleasured up until that point was playing with himself slowly as the one who was giving straddle Kyle's neck, the small stiff moogle cock pressed lightly against Kyle's muzzle. He licked and suckled it readily and with much enjoyment, licking off the moogle's pre and causing him to emit soft squeeking sounds of enjoyment. Also licking the small, orb-like sack on the moogle from time to time. The other moogle had gone to his rear and had Kyle lift up his legs. Hunkering down, the moogle rubbed his face against Kyle's ballsack, inhaling deeply and playing with it for several minutes before going even lower and licking Kyle's tailhole. This caused Kyle to squirm for a few seconds before relaxing and continuing to pleasure the first moogle, until the moogle made a stopping motion and a look of concentration came across his face, then finally he released a stream of urine into Kyle's maw, which he accepted greedily, suckling down the moogle's delicious fluid. Several seconds later the moogle pulled off and jerked himself for a little before groaning and orgasming, shooting his seed into Kyle's maw, a decent amount for a moogle. Panting, the moogle slipped off of him and sat down, relaxing in the afterglow and smiling roguishly at Kyle. The second moogle was still rimming him out. As Kyle looked around, having been concentrating on the pleasure, he realized that there was a crowd. Someone must have told them that he was having fun, as they were all playing with themselves and each other, males and females, while watching him work and be worked on. The smell of sex was so heavy in the air now that it was intoxicating. He wanted to do them all, do everything with them, but he didn't know if he could. He stopped caring and considering as Forn sat atop him now, looking down into his eyes.
"I'm full now, hehe..." She began to say, giggling with her wonderful smile. "You can eat, if you're hungry... or, we could have a bit of fun. We've actually all just come back from our morning meal. I'm actually glad you woke up late, kupo."
Kyle stared and then blinked a couple times. "You know, I've not gone in about two days... what if I've got to go too?" He said, noticing the orangish male moogle was still playing with his hole.
"Kupopo, what do you think Neige's been doing? It's not like we can really do you up the bum, aside from sticking our arms inside you, silly. Go on, push a bit and give him something. He's been working pretty hard, hasn't he, kupo?"
Kyle gritted his teeth and pushed a bit. Only barely nervous at all now, in the pleasure of such company and completely at ease with all the wonderful smells and hot bodies, with dripping orifices and organs all around him. He realized that seemingly everyone had joined in now, and was standing around playing with themselves. "Hey... there's no need to sit over there so far away, I'd actually prefer you all right up here, just so long as there's space for everyone."
They moved in around him and were giggling and smiling happily as they continued to pleasure themselves, growing quieter as Kyle concentrated on pushing out. First a few low farts escaped, making Neige murr and moan in delightedly, as it spread many of the moogles inhaled deeply and began to rub or jerk themselves more rapidly than before. Finally Kyle groaned out as his ring widened and a thick, sturdy log began pushing out of him. Neige cried out in delight as he licked against it's emerging form. It was so big that it'd have to be spread around, and noticing this two male moogles and a female moogle came up next to him. Inching it's way out, the turd grew to almost ten inches in length and three inches in circumference. The moogles at his rear were already breaking pieces of it off and rubbing it against their privates, some sticking their small shafts into the log itself and pumping into it furiously, one even straddling it as he did. Several more logs followed as the moogles began to spread it out and messily play with it, eating some of it and then making out with moogles beside them, regardless of the sex, while others spread it onto their shafts and had oral given to them.
"My, my, kupo..." Forn said, grinning widely. "I didn't know there'd be that much from someone who'd not even eaten in over a day. It's going to be mammoth when you've downed some food. I can't wait, heehee." Giggling again, she turned around, presenting her small tailhole to him. "Now it's time for all of us to return the favor, right, kupo?"
Kyle nodded and grinned eagerly. Some of the moogles had begun rubbing his own shit onto his shaft and were licking it back off, turning Kyle on as he began licking up into Forn's tailhole. She moaned for a bit, then looked back and gave him a grin. Pushing for several seconds, she released a small fart directly over his nose, as he inhaled her dirty smells he moaned, pre practically waterfalling out of his dirty shaft that was still being pleasured by the moogles. With a little more effort, a decent sized log began pushing out of her opened hole. She gritted her teeth and grunted as more escaped her, but not nearly enough to give more than a light coating against his tongue. After she turned back around, she gave him a deep kiss, trading a bit of her log with it, chewing it down readily. Kyle looked back up to her as he consumed her shit, though it tasted normal and wasn't anything amazing, watching it exit her beautiful, small body was beyond exhilarating, causing his first orgasm of the day as it shot out onto his chest, moogles licking it up eagerly. Even though he'd cum, his shaft stayed hard as a rock and he wanted to keep going as soon as he'd orgasmed, not even feeling a need for a cool-down time.
"I'm glad, that I got it from you first. I was hoping it'd work out, since it only seems fair as you were the first I was with." He said, grinning at her.
"Me too, Kyle, kupo." She said, letting herself go as she peed on his muzzle and down his neck.
She kissed him again, then stepped off, and another moogle took her place, a male who urgently needed to go and went as soon as he was in position, dumping his load of hot shit into Kyle's muzzle, his shaft spraying piss onto Kyle's chest. The moogle moaned and breathed a sigh of relief, apparently holding it in for quite awhile.
Past that, it became a bit of a blur, there was no line or order, many of the moogles going in unison on him, coating his chest and muzzle in their hot scat. Several of them, at Kyle's small request, standing close to him and going right at his eye level, so he could watch their tight asses work, loving the sight of their beatiful bodies release their waste. Many of the moogles, male and female, took turns riding his shaft through multiple orgasms throughout the morning and into the afternoon. As they did, various forms of release occured on him, and them. From his hot piss spraying a dozen or so of them as they opened their small muzzles wide and waited, to a group of males jacking and panting over his face before cumming onto it, then pissing and shitting on it. So many of them had dumped into his muzzle that he was full before they were finished, leading them to dump all over his body, covering him in their hot moogle scat, piss, and cum.
As it was nearing conclusion, and he and many moogles were murring and moaning in constant pleasure and contentedness, Miki came into the room their were doing all this in, his beautiful naked body bared for all to see, and Kyle knew he had to make an exception, wanting to see that tight tailhole go over his shit-covered muzzle. Kissing him deeply for a few seconds and savoring all the different tastes in Kyle's muzzle, Miki then moved up and sat above him. Straining and grunting for a few moments, his hole expanded beautifully in front of Kyle's eyes. Hot liquidy shit then sprayed out, splattering against Kyle's muzzle continuously for several moments. Kyle's maw opened as he drank down Miki's liquid shit, groaning in pleasure as the mingled smells of lots of sex and bodily waste and fluids contiued to turn Kyle on. After he'd finished emptying himself, and several loud, slow farts escaped his small body, Miki picked himself up. His front was now covered in various moogle's shit, piss, and cum, which he'd been lapping up for the duration of his emptying bowels. He turned and relieved his small memeber on Kyle's face. Kyle sucked him off for a few minutes, then Miki climbed up on top of him and began rubbing and humping himself against Kyle's used-but-still-hard cock, licking it's dirty tip for a little. He pulled it down and pressed his hole against it, grunting and groaning as he filled himself with Kyle's thick cock. After getting used to it, he began fucking himself as Forn had done before. This time it was a joint effort, with both of their dirty bodies moving in time to the fucking, most of the other moogles relaxing around them or slowly stroking/rubbing themselves as they watched. The pounding only took a few more minutes for them both to reach climax, Kyle finally feeling his cock become a bit sore and knew that he was spent for the day, his shaft shooting the more ropes of thick cum into his current lover as Miki's small shaft erupted, spraying smaller strands onto his chest, making a few splattering sounds as they joined the mess already covering Kyle. Miki breathed and panted for a few moments as Kyle's shaft finally relaxed and exited the moogle's rump.
Miki giggled as he looked into Kyle's eyes. "Kupopo... so... whatcha ya think of your first day as part of our gathering of like minds, kupo?"
Kyle noticed several of the quite pleased-looking moogles heading for the communal bathroom/shower area as he began to think of all the things they'd be doing together, grinning tiredly. "Hopefully I won't always be the center of attention. I don't think my body could take this every day." He chuckled, then sighed in mild bliss.
Nodding, Miki slid up through the muck on Kyle's chest and kissed his dirty mouth. "Don't worry, it was a special event, we were all so turned on that we couldn't resist having a massive fuckfest like this. Not that it won't happen again, but it's hard to run a ship with everyone busy down here, kupo."
Kyle relaxed a bit more, breathing a sigh of relief. "So... what now?"
"Sounds like a plan." Kyle said, excited to learn more of his new home, and content beyond content with having all of his most wanted and beloved fantasies come true, giving Miki and the few moogles still near him soft, squishy hugs.
The End, for now.
Constructive criticism welcomed. Thanks for reading.
-ThisIsJustASignal
The characters of Forn, Miki, Neige, and Kyle are all © me, etc etc etc...