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Sweet Dreams

© Miss Bambi, 2007

Ferna crouched silently in the lee of a towering sand dune, struggling to regain her breath. She smoothed the sweat-drenched wisps of thick auburn hair which had escaped from her braid back behind her small pointed ears and then peered cautiously around the edge of the dune. The sand stretched away, empty, into the distance, golden and glistening, marred only by the shape of a lizard scuttling up a distant dune. The cat rose to her hands and knees and crept out from the shelter of the dune, turning her head this way and that, searching for any sign of movement. When she saw none, she straightened, relaxing her grip on the gun in her hands.

At that moment, half a dozen armored figures sprang up from the ground, sand cascading off of them in a hissing golden shower. For a moment, Ferna froze, her eyes wide and her mouth open in a soundless gasp of shock, but then her training kicked in. She raised her gun and began to shoot at the sandy figures. The first shot hit its target dead on, and a red splatter appeared directly over the heart of the nearest figure, which toppled to the ground. Ferna had fired a second shot, and a third, and a fourth, dispatching all but two of her enemies before any of them had even raised their weapons. However, as she took out the fifth sand-covered form, the sixth combatant pulled itself up from the sand where it had been knocked by a falling comrade, and pointed its gun directly at Ferna's heart. They regarded one another for a moment through the darkly tinted lenses of their visors. Tension spun out between them and then suddenly the sandy figure fired. Without thinking, Ferna threw herself to one side, feeling the shot whistle past her shoulder as she fell. She hit the ground with a dull thud, sending a cloud of sand skirling up into the still dessert air. Through the cloud Ferna took aim at her temporarily dust-blinded opponent and fired. The shot hit directly over the figure's left breast, and it fell heavily to the ground, moving no more.

Ferna sat up and then got to her feet, stowing her gun back in its holster, her breath coming in short pants. She looked down at the circle of still bodies sprawled on the ground and a satisfied smile spread her face. Somewhere in the distance, a whistle blew several short blasts and Ferna turned in the direction of the noise. She raised her paws to her head and unlatched her visor, sighing with pleasure as the scorching dessert breeze began to dry the sweat which had collected on her forehead.

A hand fell heavily on her shoulder. Ferna whirled, her paws flying to her holster, but the gun was no longer there. Instead, it was being pointed at her by a pretty young female mouse in full body armor marred by a single crimson splash over the heart. A discarded visor lay at her feet. "Tag," said the grinning mouse, brandishing the gun at Ferna. "You're it."

Ferna's breath whistled out in an exasperated sigh, and she snatched her gun back from the giggling mouse. "Godsdamn it Taka!" The cat snapped, "You know damn well that you're supposed to wait until the second whistle blows to get up.

"Oh, I know Ferna, but you were such a perfect target."

"You're lucky that this session wasn't being observed by General Luchik, Sergeant."

"Oh lay off, Lieutenant. It was just a bit of fun. These are war games you know."

"Yes Taka, I do know, and fortunately for me, I also know how to comport myself during a military training session--" The second whistle blew, cutting off Ferna's irritated diatribe, and the prostrate figures on the ground began to rise to their feet. They shook the sand from their uniforms before removing their visors, tucking them beneath their arms, and forming themselves into a line before the two officers.

Ferna straightened and assumed the look of dispassionate superiority which was essential to all military officers. She barked "Attention!" and the line straightened, the soldiers standing with paws behind their backs, their faces blank and staring straight ahead. "Sergeant Taka," said Ferna, turning to her fellow officer as though the past two minutes had never happened, "address the troops."

"Yes Lieutenant Ferna!" The mouse said smartly, raising a small paw to her forehead in salute. She stepped forward and began to speak in a loud and surprisingly authoritative voice. "Good job out there today, troops. Your training is coming along well. If you're lucky in the future, together you might all be able to take down the Lieutenant. After you get some real life experience under your belts, you might even be able to take her on one on one. Now go back to base and get yourselves cleaned up. Dismiss!" Taka backed up to stand by Ferna and watched as the troops saluted and then marched back up to the base in a perfect straight line.

When the troops had disappeared into the distance, Ferna spoke. "I'm sorry I shouted at you in front of the troops Taka, but you scared the shit out of me."

"Aw, that's ok Ferna," the mouse replied, bending over to pick up her visor from the ground. "I know you didn't mean it."

"Want to head back to base?" Ferna asked, brushing sand from her uniform.

"Sure. After this I could use a break. You're a tough kitty to tag Lieutenant Ferna.

"Oh I'm sure you'll manage to down me one day, Taka." The cat replied, a small smile brushing her lips.

The mouse snorted and shook her head. They had both tagged each other dozens of times. The two officers turned and followed the neat trail of the troops' footsteps back up to the base. The sun was beating down with unclouded vigor, and by the time they reached the cool sanctum of the base's atrium, both Ferna and Taka were sweating heavily.

"Gods," Taka sighed as they walked through the sunlit atrium to the officer's lounge. "Am I going to be glad to get out of this desert." They reached the lounge door and the mouse swiped her card through the security box. The door clicked open and they entered, sighing as the temperature controlled air cooled their steaming bodies. The mouse threw herself into a high-backed leather chair and propped her feet up on a coffee table. "Maybe next time they'll post us in a nice cool city instead of a godsdamned boiling desert."

"Oh, I don't know Taka," said Ferna, perching herself daintily on the edge of an adjacent arm chair. "At least it's peaceful."

"Peaceful? It's the ass-end of nowhere! There are absolutely no males under the age of fifty. I haven't gotten laid in months!"

"Taka!" yelped Ferna in alarm, looking around to see if there was anyone else in the room, her eyes wide, "what the hell are you doing? Someone could have heard that!"

"Heard what?"

"Heard you saying...you know." The cat suddenly looked uncomfortable, and she shifted slightly in her seat.

"Heard me saying that I haven't gotten laid in a few months?" The mouse asked innocently.

"Yes! Now will you please shut up?"

"Oh Ferna, stop being ridiculous!" Taka sat up. "This isn't the nineteenth century. Women are allowed to talk about sex, you know."

"I know," Ferna said nervously, twisting a fold of her uniform in her paws. "I just--I just don't think it's appropriate to talk about it where anyone can hear. I mean, what if General Luchik had chosen that moment to walk in?"

"Aw, let him hear! Give it another few months and even that old mongrel might start looking good. I need sex so bad that I've been fucking dreaming about it."

"Taka--" the cat began, looking around nervously once more, but her friend cut her off with a loud peal of laughter.

"Last night I had the craziest dream. Do you remember Lex? That raccoon that I dated for awhile? Well I dreamed that he was with me in this huge bed, must have been big enough to sleep at least six, and we were both stark naked. At first we were just sitting there on either side of the bed, staring at each other, and then all of a sudden, Lex leapt up and pinned me down on my back. At first I was a little scared, but then he started pawing at my pussy, pinching my clit and rubbing it back and forth between his fingers, and suddenly all I could think about was fucking him. I rolled him off of me so that I could straddle him, and then the dream switched and we were on the upper deck of this huge ship and I was riding him as hard as I could. Sweat was pouring off of me and I was just about to come, when suddenly, everything disappeared, and I was just floating there in this white void. My pussy ached, but I couldn't move to do anything about it. I was just about to start screaming when I woke up. I don't think I've ever been so horny in my life. All I had to do was reach down and pinch my clit a couple of times, and then I was coming. Gods, Ferna, it was one of the best orgasms I've ever had. I mean, I had to change the fucking sheets afterwards, they were soaked!"

Throughout this monologue, Ferna's eyes had been getting wider and wider, and at this last phrase, her mouth fell open slightly, revealing her small pink tongue, and the points of her sharp, pearly teeth. A hot blush crept into her cheeks, and she began to splutter helplessly."Taka! What--What the hell are you doing telling me things like this? That's private!"

"Oh, what, like you've never had a sexy dream before, Ferna?"

"I didn't say that I haven't had dreams like that, but I don't go around blabbing about them!"

"That's your problem Ferna," The mouse said, leaning back in her chair and lacing her paws behind her head. "You're too uptight. Sex is natural. You shouldn't be afraid to talk about it."

"Can we just change the subject, please?" Ferna asked, her eyes still darting around the room as if she thought someone was hiding in one of the corners.

"Alright, alright, Miss Prude, but I know that somewhere under that severe exterior lies a naughty little sex kitten just waiting to break loose."

"Taka!"

"Ok, ok," Taka said, throwing up her paws in a gesture of surrender. "I give up. Let's talk about something else."

There was silence for a few moments, and then Ferna began to speak haltingly about the new training program which had been established for the new recruits. Taka's replies were distant, and the cat could tell that her friend was tired. They had been running around in the dessert heat all day, and apparently Taka hadn't gotten much sleep last night. Ferna herself hadn't gotten to bed until well after midnight, and soon her eyelids began to feel heavy. The conversation lagged, and then ceased altogether. Taka was slumped back in her chair, eyes half open, and Ferna was slumping slowly forward where she sat. Sleep was almost upon her, when a strange noise reached Ferna's ears. She sat up, and then stood, rubbing the drowsiness from her eyes, and looking around for the source of the noise, which sounded like a cross between a low hum and a whistle.

When she looked over her shoulder, the cat's mouth dropped open. Unable to believe what she was seeing, Ferna took a few faltering steps forwards, pinching the tender skin on the inside of her arm to makes sure that she wasn't dreaming. The pinch test brought no results, because in the far corner of the room a swirling sphere of green and purple light still swirled, humming softly in the stillness.

"Taka!" the cat yelped, her mouth dry. "Come here!"

"What?" The mouse snapped, reluctantly opening her eyes.

"Taka come look at this!"

"What?" Taka asked, getting up from her chair and turning to look in the same direction as Ferna. "Holy fuck!" She cried, stumbling backwards. "What the hell is that?"

"I--I don't know," said Ferna, taking a cautious step towards the great glowing orb. There was something hypnotic about the swirling lights and colors, something soothing, something almost pleasurable. Suddenly, she wanted very badly to touch it, to simply reach out a paw and caress the light. Without even realizing it, she had extended an arm towards the sphere, and glancing sideways, she saw that Taka had also done so. The mouse was wearing an expression of rapt absorption on her face, and her delicate paw trembled ever so slightly as she reached out towards the light. "Taka," Ferna began, making a half-hearted effort to pull her paw away. "I don't think we should--" And then her finger brushed the edge of the orb.

The effect was instantaneous. Ferna felt as if someone had shoved her violently forward and she tumbled headfirst into the swirling light-sphere. She sensed Taka falling next to her, but instead of hitting the floor, they continued falling, diving deep into an emerald green void. At first the pair panicked, kicking their feet and releasing helpless yelps of shock and terror as they fell through air, but soon a strange sort of calm drifted over them. They ceased their screaming and their muscles relaxed as the very air seemed to grow softer and warmer as it rushed past them. Ferna felt as though she had been enfolded in a warm and happy cocoon, and she wasn't even the slightest bit perturbed when she felt her clothes and gear beginning to dissolve from around her. First her body armor went, then her t-shirt and combat pants, and finally, her bra and panties. The cat sighed as her breasts sprang free of the wire confines of the thick undergarment, and she relaxed even further. It now felt as if warm hands were massaging all over her body, working out the knots of tension from her muscles.

She heard Taka sigh from beside her, and she slowly turned her head to look at the mouse. Taka was naked as well, and she had her eyes closed in an expression of utter bliss. "Oh Ferna," the mouse breathed, wriggling slightly in the gentle wind of their fall. "It feels so good!"

"Yes, oh gods yes," Ferna whispered, closing her own eyes and allowing her head to loll back onto her shoulders.

It seemed as if they fell like that for hours. Both of them kept their eyes closed, and their bodies stayed warm and languid. After a while, Ferna began to notice a change in the quality of the air, and she slowly opened her eyes. She saw that she and Taka were approaching the end of the void, and although she could not make out exactly what lay below them, she was not afraid. Somehow she knew that nothing would hurt them here. In another moment, the cat felt her feet break the surface of something thick and warm and soft, and suddenly she was completely submerged in some kind of incredibly viscous liquid. Her mouth opened in an "o" of surprise, and the substance flooded into her mouth. The taste was unexpectedly delicious, sweet and buttery with undertones of vanilla and something that might have been cinnamon. Ferna found herself suddenly transported back to her childhood when her grandmother would let her lick the bowl after she had finished mixing up a cake. Could she possibly be floating in a vat of cake batter? Ferna tasted the stuff again, and this time there could be no mistake. Definitely cake batter. She began to paddle upward, kicking her legs and working with her arms until she felt herself beginning to glide towards the surface. Suddenly, she was there, and immediately began taking great gulps of air. Raising her paws to her face, she rubbed away the batter from her eyes and saw that she was in a gigantic vat of some kind, which had been filled to the brim with the creamy golden liquid. She looked over and saw that Taka had fallen into a similar vat and was currently treading at the thick batter to keep herself afloat.

Just as the cat was beginning to wonder how exactly she would manage to find her way out of the vat, she felt the huge container beginning to tip. Ferna saw the batter beginning to drip out onto the floor, and soon she felt herself sliding forward, propelled by a cascade of batter. A moment later, she had been tipped gently forward, and begun to slide down a long winding tunnel. The ride ended several minutes later, when she came to a gentle stop, her fall cushioned by a mound of drying dough. Ferna began to rub at her face and hair clearing them as well as she could of dough. Then she looked around her, trying to gain her bearings. First she saw Taka, sitting sprawled on a mound of dough beside her, coated from neck to foot in cake dough. The mouse had managed to clear almost every trace of the stuff from her face, but the dough on her body didn't seem to want to come off. In fact, it had begun to form into a sort of footed parka, encasing the Taka's entire body. Ferna ran her paws down her own body and found that the same thing had begun to happen to her. She ran her paws over her face and hair, getting the batter out as best she could.

A moment later, the cat got shakily to her feet, beginning to look around her. The mouse did the same, and they both turned their heads this way and that trying to make sense of where exactly they were. They seemed to have fallen out onto some kind of grassy meadow. Fragrant wildflowers bloomed all around, and a sky of the brightest blue spread above them, dotted with fluffy white clouds. As Ferna watched, she saw with a shock that the clouds were forming themselves into letters. In mere moments, they had become a delicate message etched against the clear blue sky.

Before she realized what she was doing, Ferna had begun to read the message aloud:

Welcome ladies to this world of sensual delights

Delightful messes lie before you

While mundane toil lies behind

Here your inhibitions will be shed

And at every corner, carnal pleasures you will find

"What does that mean?" asked Taka from beside her.

Ferna shook her head slowly. "I have no idea. But at least it gives us some clues to what happened to us. That light must have been a dimensional vortex or something."

"Wow!" squeaked Taka, throwing back her head to look again at the message in the clouds. "What a rush! I always thought that type of thing was something that only happened in science fiction novels, but I guess those authors might have known something we didn't. I mean I guess I should be trying to deny my senses, but this all feels too real somehow."

"I know what you mean," murmured Ferna. "A part of me knows that this is impossible, but another part of me knows just as surely that all of this is really happening."

"Well, what do you think we should do?" asked the mouse, tearing her gaze away from the sky.

"I'm not sure..." Ferna said, trying to think of an answer. "I suppose we should just start walking and hope for the best. Maybe we'll find a town or something." Taka nodded and without another moment's delay, the pair began to walk, trying to adjust to their new doughy clothing. It felt strange to Ferna to be walking around without anything to clothe her but mounds of dough, but she supposed that it was just as good as wearing a uniform. There was no way that anyone could see anything inappropriate through that thick coating.

After they had been walking for over an hour Taka and Ferna had found nothing but more grass and more wildflowers. "Can we take a break for a minute, please, Ferna?" the mouse said, "My feet are killing me."

"Sure," replied the cat, relieved that Taka had been the one to broach the subject. Her feet were hurting as well. "Why don't we go sit on those two rocks over there?" They made their way over to a pair of smooth white boulders protruding from the ground and plopped down gratefully upon them. They just sat there, resting their heads in their paws, not saying anything at first, but after a moment a strange noise met Ferna's ears. She raised her head and looked around, but the meadow was completely empty.

"Taka," the cat asked sharply, "Do you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

"That noise, it's a kind of swishing and creaking. Its crazy, but it sounds almost like the rigging of a sailboat shifting in the wind."

"A sailboat? Ferna, we're in the middle of a meadow. How the hell could you be hearing a sailboat?"

"I don't know, but it's getting louder."

"It sounds like it's coming from...the sky," said Taka hesitantly, throwing her head back to look upwards. "Oh my gods. Ferna! Look up!"

Ferna did so, and felt her mouth fall open in shock. A gigantic wooden ship floated high above them, its white sails flapping in the breeze. As they watched, transfixed, it began to loose altitude rapidly, zigzagging down towards the earth. The pair jumped to their feet and began to run, scrambling to get out of the ship's way. They came to a halt several yards from the two boulders on which they had rested and watched as the shipped drifted lower and lower, until it finally came in to land on a flat stretch of grass with a resounding thump of hollow wood. They could hear voices now, shouting instructions and commands about the docking of the ship. They sounded mostly masculine, but here and there, a higher feminine voice could be heard.

Ferna and Taka advanced cautiously, both of them wishing for the familiar security of their weapons at their sides. They stopped when they were still a few yards away from the ship, waiting for some kind of signal that those on board were aware of their presence. After several minutes, a hatch opened in the side of the ship, and a long wooden gangplank was extended until it formed a diagonal pathway up to the deck of the ship. A large, masculine form stepped onto the gangplank and began to walk towards them, stopping when it was still several feet away.

The new arrival and the two companions regarded each other for a moment, and Ferna found herself blushing furiously as she took in the stranger's appearance. He was a wolf, tall and extremely muscular with shining grey and brindle fur, tousled golden hair, and steel blue eyes, but that wasn't what set Ferna's cheeks to stinging. The wolf was completely naked save for a long red cape draped across his shoulders, brown leather boots and a brown leather harness strapped across his chest that served only to accentuate his beautifully chiseled muscles. The wolf's cock was long and thick, and hung proudly between his powerful legs, nestled between a pair of large, fur covered balls. Ferna turned to her friend, and saw that Taka was eyeing the wolf not with indignation at his lack of clothing, but with approval and even a bit of hunger as she took in the size of his prodigious organ. This only made Ferna's blush deepen because it forced her to recognize a similar spark of hunger inside of her. The cat shook herself. What was she thinking?

The wolf was the first to speak. "Greetings my ladies," he said in a rich, husky baritone. "I am Prince Karakk." He swept them a low bow, and Ferna found herself wanting to giggle in delight at the courtly gesture, but she quickly stamped on the impulse. "I noticed that you were walking on foot and thought that you might be in need of some assistance."

"That was very kind of you, sir," said Taka, in a slightly breathy voice. "We have no idea where we are, and were trying to find a town. My name is Taka and this is my friend Ferna."

"Enchanted to make your acquaintance, ladies," the prince said, giving a small bow to each of them, and then to Ferna's surprise, taking each of their paws in his own and bringing them briefly to his lips. "I would like to help you ladies in any way that I can, but unfortunately I do not have much time to spare. I am on a quest you see, and I must achieve my goal before sundown or my crown is forfeit."

"A quest?" asked Taka, her eyes beginning to sparkle. She took a step closer to Prince Karakk. "What kind of quest?"

"I have been sent in search of the prize which would allow me to claim my birthright as prince of the realm. My task is to bring to my kingdom two warriors, who according to legend, are: 'Of another world, newly come, clothe'd in dough and in search of a direction.' There is more to the prophecy, but I wouldn't want to bore you ladies with its entirety."

Both Taka's and Ferna's mouths had fallen open and they gaped at the prince, who looked slightly confused at their response.

"Have I said something to offend you, my ladies?" he asked.

"No, no," said Ferna, speaking for the first time. "It's just...well, we, I mean Taka and I, we're military officers, and we just fell through this kind of vortex out of our world and into yours. We landed in these big vats of cake batter and it sort of dried on us and we've been walking around for about an hour trying to find somewhere to go."

Now it was the prince's turn to look surprised. His eyes widened, and a wide smile spread over his face. "Oh my ladies!" he cried, dropping down to one knee and taking one of their paws in each of his. "You must surely be the warriors of legend who have come to me in the very hour of my need! I beg of you, please journey with me to my castle. I need you as my champions!"

The cat and the mouse looked at each other, and a silent communication passed between them. Neither of them knew what exactly it was that the prince needed them for, but there was something about the wolf which drew them to him. Besides, they didn't have anywhere else to go. They gave one another a slight nod, and then turned to the prince, who was still kneeling and looking up at them expectantly.

"We will come with you, Prince Karakk," said Ferna, doing her best to sound authoritative.

"Oh, thank you, most gracious ladies! I am indeed in your debt." Prince Karakk rose and gestured towards the deck of the ship. "Now, would you ladies be so kind as to step aboard so that we may be off?"

"Sure," Taka and Ferna said together, already walking up onto the gangplank. The Prince led the forward, and a moment later they were all standing on the deck of the enormous airship. Sailors flitted back and forth across the deck, adjusting the rigging and making sure that everything was in order for a smooth take-off. The white canvas sails snapped and flapped above them, and Ferna had to stop for a moment to take in the beauty of the scene. It was incongruous, a massive sailing ship parked in the middle of a green meadow, but it was beautiful nonetheless. She had been in the navy once when she had first become a soldier, and this ship brought back memories of gliding across the open ocean with the cold salt wind whipping at her hair. Ferna sighed, and felt herself beginning to relax. It was lovely to be on a ship again, even if this one sailed through the clouds rather than the sea.

Taka meanwhile, was deep in conversation with the prince, giggling and twirling her tail between her fingers. Ferna shook her head in annoyance, more at herself than at Taka, because she had an inexplicable urge to go over and flirt with the prince herself. Instead, she walked over towards the mizzen mast and looked up at the billowing sails. A member of the crew appeared suddenly high above her, climbing down a rope latter from the crow's nest at the top of the mast. It took Ferna a moment to realize that the sailor, a large male raccoon, was dressed in exactly the same manner as the prince, except for the fact that he wore no cape. She felt herself beginning to blush again when the sailor's large cock came into view, and turned away hurriedly, only to come face to face with a tigress wearing exactly the same thing. The female's breasts were thrust outward by the leather harness, and they bounced and slapped together as she tripped lightly across the deck, bellowing instructions at a sailor. Ferna's blush deepened, but she couldn't help staring after the tigress, wondering what it might be like to have her body so completely exposed.

Ferna closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and then opened them once more. Then she went over to join Taka, who was still talking with the Prince.

"Well, Lady Taka," the Prince was saying as Ferna approached, "According to the ancient laws of my kingdom, every heir to the throne must pass a series of tests before he or she is able to claim his or her birthright. Each prospective ruler must go on a quest for two champions who will represent them in a series of tasks. It was prophesized that when I came of age I would find two warrior women to be my champions who would usher in an age of freedom and prosperity for the kingdom. I had almost given up hope of finding my champions until I found you and Lady Ferna. I cannot even begin to express my gratitude."

"We were in a prophecy?" blurted Ferna in surprise.

"Why yes," said the prince, turning his glittering blue eyes on her. "It must be the two of you who were the ones prophesized, as I highly doubt that I am going to stumble upon two more otherworldly warrior maidens before sunset." He smiled, and gave the cat a slight bow.

"What tasks exactly, are we going to have to perform?" asked Ferna, ignoring the prince's gentle jibe.

"I'm afraid that I do not know, my lady Ferna. The tasks are not revealed until the prince or princess has brought his or her champions to the castle. It is the current ruler, in this case, my mother, Queen Lupova, who will decide upon the tasks and reveal the champions' reward."

"You don't have any idea of what we're going to have to do?" burst out Taka. "I mean we're not going to have to fight a dragon or anything, are we?"

The prince chuckled. "No my lady, you will not have to fight a dragon. There are no gladiatorial contests allowed in my kingdom. No, if I had to guess, I would say that your tasks would be designed to test your sexual prowess, as this is the nature of most contests in my land."

"What!" Ferna gasped, stumbling backwards a step. Taka only giggled.

"My lady! Is something the matter?"

"Is something the matter? You just told us that we're going to be expected to make whores of ourselves in front of an audience, that's what the matter is!"

"Whores? My lady Ferna, we do not have such a word in my kingdom. I have heard of it being used in distant countries to insult women, but here it is a strange concept to us. Men and women are sexual creatures by nature. The act of sex is natural and a great source of pleasure. We believe that sex should be present in all aspects of life. That is why we dress the way we do, and that is why we judge strength based on sexual prowess."

"I think I'm going to really love this place, Ferna," Taka said dreamily from her place beside the cat.

Ferna continued to gape at the prince, but something in his words resonated deep inside of her. She knew that what he said was true. Sex was natural and pleasurable and beautiful. Why should she be so shocked and embarrassed at the thought of having it made public? She wished that she could be like Taka, open to anything, and free of the stigmas which society had forced into her head.

Just then, the airship lifted off from the ground, and the prince turned towards them. "My ladies, I must leave you for the time being. I'm off to the helm to set a course for my city." He bowed to each of them in turn and then strode off towards the bow of the ship.

Neither Taka nor Ferna spoke for a moment, but finally, the mouse said, "Ferna, I think we just fell into paradise."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, think about it. We're in a world that reveres us as prophesized warrior maidens, we have a very handsome, very powerful prince indebted to us, and we're in a world where sex is considered to be the highest art form."

"I don't know, Taka," said Ferna, casting a nervous glance in the direction of the bow. I'm not sure that I liked the sound of those tasks that we're going to have to perform."

"Oh, come on Ferna. You're only worried that you might have to show your tits off in front of a whole crowd of people."

"I am not!"

"Oh, really?"

"Well, maybe a little," the cat admitted sheepishly. "But you can't tell me the thought of that doesn't worry you a little bit."

"Not in the least, Ferna my dear. You know how I love to show off. The more people who see my tits and like them, the better. It's such a rush to see a guy get hard for you." Taka glanced around the deck, smiling wickedly as she took in the nakedness of the crew. "And in this world, I'll know exactly when it happens."

"Taka," said Ferna with a sigh, unable to hide her amusement. "You are such a nymphomaniac."

"You don't have to tell me, Ferna, I figured that out when I was sixteen years old."

The two friends grinned at each other, and then went off to find a comfortable place to spend the trip.

About an hour passed with no incident, and then the sky began to grow dark. Huge, billowing storm clouds reared up on the horizon and distant flashes of lightening flickered in the still air. The world went suddenly still, and all wind ceased. It was as if all of creation was holding its breath. Then a great clap of thunder boomed overhead, and the heavens opened. Rain and hail began pelting down on them, and a violent wind whipped and jerked at the sails. The frantic cries of the sailors could barely be heard over the pounding of the rain and the almost ceaseless claps of thunder. Taka and Ferna huddled together under the small roof bordering the captain's cabin, watching as the crew struggled to keep control of the ship.

A sail suddenly came loose from the mast and began flapping wildly in the wind. The ship lurched and tilted as the wind buffeted it, thrown off balance by the loss of the port side sail. Ferna looked up and saw that the crew had managed to lower the central sail but had not yet gotten to the starboard side. She leapt to her feet. "They have to get that starboard sail down, or we're going to get blown off course!" she cried at Taka, who had almost curled herself into a ball in the attempt to blot out the storm.

"I don't think the crew is going to be able to manage it!" The mouse cried back through chattering teeth. "They're busy controlling the other two sails!" It was true. The entire crew seemed to be wrestling with either the port or central sail, trying to get the wildly flapping ropes and canvas back under control.

"I can help!" Ferna shouted, struggling to make herself heard over the storm. "I used to sail, remember?"

"Go for it, Ferna!" The mouse shouted back, giving the cat a thumbs up. "Show these sailors what you can do."

Without delaying any further, Ferna bounded across the deck, towards the starboard mast, and began to climb the wooden slats that had been nailed there to serve as a ladder. She felt the rain pelting at the dough which covered her, felt it beginning to melt away from her chest, but she didn't care. All she could think about was reaching that sail. When finally she got to the top, Ferna hoisted herself onto the crossbeam which held the sail and stood up cautiously, grateful to her cat ancestry for her ability to balance. She untied the rope which controlled the motion of the sail and began to tug on it with all her might. At first, nothing budged, but then, ever so slowly, the sail began to fold in on itself. It took her several minutes, but in the end, the sail was safely closed. Ferna looped the controlling rope around the mast several times and then tied it with a thick, strong knot. She backed up, surveying her handiwork, and suddenly she noticed that the dough which had covered her upper body had completely melted away. Her breasts were now completely exposed.

Ferna frantically reached up to shield them with her paws, but when she touched them, she pulled her paws away, shocked. Her breasts were different. They had been nice before, or at least she had thought so, rather small, and very perky, but now they had changed. They had become much larger and rounder, and thrust themselves proudly away from her chest, high and firm with perfect rose colored nipples. The cat looked down at her chest in wonder. She reached an experimental paw up and pinched her left nipple between two fingers. She began to work it back and forth, and the pink bud immediately became hard, sending a delicious tingle through her body. She hastily pulled her paw away, and looked up.

The rain was dissipating, and the sky had lightened from black to gray. The wind had ceased its shrieking, and the flashes of lightening and booms of thunder were coming further and further apart. Ferna turned around and began to climb back towards the deck, where the sailors were now laughing and talking amongst one another as though nothing had happened. When she reached the bottom, she immediately used her paws to cover her new breasts. She really had to find some clothes. A paw touched her shoulder and Ferna spun around, coming face to face with the prince.

"My lady Ferna," the prince said, bowing low to the cat. "Thank you for your assistance. If it hadn't been for you, we might have been blown miles off course and I would never have reached my castle in time to complete my quest. I am now even further in your debt."

"Oh, it was nothing, really," Ferna said, looking down at her feet. "I was just trying to help." She gave a little curtsey, made awkward by the fact that she still held her paws clamped firmly over her breasts.

"Forgive me for asking, Lady Ferna, but why are you holding your paws so? Have you been wounded?"

"Oh, no," said Ferna, shuffling her feet nervously. "It's just...when I was up in the rigging the rain washed some of the dough that was covering me away..."

"My lady, There is no reason for you to hide yourself. It is a crime to keep beauty concealed." The prince reached out and placed his paws over Ferna's. Gently but firmly, he pulled the cat's paws away from her chest until her breasts sprang free, hanging ripe and full, with the nipples fully erect and jutting majestically forward. The wolf pulled Ferna's paws down so that they hung at her sides, and then he let go.

The cat took a deep, shaky breath and was just about to bring her paws up to cover herself once more despite the prince's admonition when Taka skipped gleefully over. "I see you've lost a bit of your covering, Ferna," The mouse giggled, pointing at the cat's naked breasts.

"Yeah," Ferna muttered.

"Wow!" cried Taka when she had gotten closer, her eyes wide. "You look great! What happened to your tits? They look bigger. They look amazing!"

"I don't know, Taka," Ferna said uncomfortably. "The rain just watched away the dough and I looked down and my breasts had just changed. I have no idea how it happened."

"Damn it Ferna, I wish I had your luck."

"Luck! What luck? Now I don't have anything to cover myself with!"

"Cover yourself? Why the hell do you want to cover yourself?"

"Well I can't just walk around with my tits hanging out like this!"

"Sure you can, everyone else does."

"But--but--"

"Look Ferna," The mouse said exasperatedly. "Why should you want to hide yourself? Your breasts look beautiful. Why not just enjoy the freedom of being able to have them out in the open? In this world, it's not only ok, it's expected."

"Well--I--ok, ok, fine, I'll do it. I won't cover them up."

"Glad to see you're finally seeing sense, Ferna."

"I have to agree with Lady Taka, Lady Ferna," The prince chipped in. "By the standards of my world, your apparel is positively modest. There is absolutely no reason for you to cover yourself. In fact, I myself find your apparel particularly...hmm...stimulating."

Ferna looked down and saw that Prince Karakk's cock had come fully erect, and now jutted out from between the wolf's muscular legs, full, flushed red and pulsing with desire. The cat blushed to the roots of her hair and dragged her eyes away from between the prince's legs, but a spark of pleasure glowed inside of her. There was something thrilling about being able to see a man become aroused when he looked at her. It made her feel as though she had a sort of power, and Ferna was suddenly very proud of her new, virtually perfect breasts.

The prince bowed and excused himself, and walked off back towards the helm, with a small rather smug smile on his face. When he was out of earshot, Taka suddenly burst into peals of laughter.

"What, may I ask, is so funny?" queried Ferna, putting her paws on her hips.

"You are, Ferna! Gods, you should have seen the look on your face when you looked down and saw that Karakk's cock was hard. You could have fried an egg on your forehead, and the only time I've ever seen eyes that big has been on a bushbaby I met in a bar a few years ago!" The mouse dissolved into laughter, and after a moment, Ferna joined in.

"Well, I just wasn't expecting it," the cat chortled, clapping Taka on the back and walking her over so that they could sit together on a large coil of rope on the deck. "I just looked down, and there it was!"

"Don't tell me you didn't like it." Taka teased.

"I didn't say that I didn't like it, Taka. I just said it was a surprise."

"With tits like that, Ferna, I have a feeling that you're going to have quite a few surprises like that in store."

"Well what about you then, Taka? Aren't you going to bring out your tits too?"

"Nope," the mouse said.

"Well, why the hell not? Not getting modest on me, are you?"

"Not at all. I'm just waiting for the right moment."

"And what moment would that be."

"The moment when I have a bunch of attractive men staring right at me. A moment when I can see about two dozen cocks all get hard at once."

"Taka! I swear, sometimes you say some of the craziest damn things that I have ever heard."

"I try Ferna, I try."

They laughed together, and Ferna clapped Taka on the back. The rest of the trip passed without incident. It was as if the storm had never happened. The sky was clear and blue and the clouds were few and far between, hanging in the sky like wisps of the purest cotton. The crew raised the sails once more, and under the influence of a favoring wind, the ship sailed smoothly onward. After an hour or so the pair began to see tall towers on the horizon. "That must be the Prince's city," Ferna murmured, and Taka nodded.

In another hour they had entered the city itself, and Ferna and Taka couldn't help running over to the side of the ship and gapping as they sailed through the sky above the city, dodging the taller towers. The city was like nothing either of them had ever seen. Everything seemed to have been made out of a shining white stone very like marble, and the roof tops glittered with gold. The streets were clean and cobbled in a dull black stone, and throughout the city, massive trees reared up into the sky from spaces in the sidewalks. Flowers fringed every boulevard and each house had its own small, neat garden out front. "I really do think that we must have fallen into heaven," Taka breathed, inhaling deeply to take in the heady fragrance of the city.

"I think, you're right," Ferna whispered back. She was watching the furrs, small as ants below. All of them were wearing apparel similar to the Prince and his crew. She began to wonder what was waiting for them at the Prince's castle.

"Look!" Taka cried suddenly, pointing over Ferna's shoulder. "It's the castle!"

Ferna looked and her mouth fell open. The Prince's castle loomed ahead of them, huge, magnificent, and gilt. It was like something out of a fairytale, made all of shining white stone, with soaring bastions and elegant turrets. The roof was covered in gold leaf and a clear blue moat ringed the castle on all sides.

"Oh wow," Ferna sighed, conscious of a growing excitement within herself. This place had to be some kind of utopia. Maybe everything would be alright after all. The tasks couldn't be that hard, and even if they were, it would be worth it to help the Prince keep control of a place as wonderful as this.

It was several more minutes before they reached the castle proper, and the two companions gaped as they soared low over the moat, in which swam golden fish the size of sharks. They finally touched down on a huge cobbled landing patch with a gentle thump, and the crew went into action securing the sails and lowering the gangplank. The Prince gave them instructions on closing up the ship and then walked over to Taka and Ferna, who were standing by the gangplank, unsure of what to do.

"Come with me, my Ladies," the Prince said, bowing deeply and ushering them towards the gangplank. "My mother will be anxious to meet you." They did as he asked, and he followed them down the gangplank, shouting a few last minute orders behind him at the crew. "Follow me, if you will," he said, striding on ahead of them and gesturing to the left, where a narrow marble path wound away towards the castle. They walked in silence for a few minutes and then the Prince cleared his throat and said, "There are probably a few things you should know about my mother before you meet her, my Ladies. She is very great, my mother, and many find her intimidating. She has a kind heart, but it is not easy to rule a kingdom on your own, and she is likely to be rather...stern. I don't think she will do you any harm, but I beg that you tread carefully when you speak with her. She is not to be trifled with."

"No worries, Prince," said Taka cheerfully. "We know how to deal with hard-asses. We're in the military, remember?"

The Prince looked like he was about to say something, but just then, a great flourish of trumpets rose from the entrance of the castle to which they were heading. Two lines of trumpet-carrying heralds stood on either side of the path directly outside the main gate and, a large, majestic figure stood between them. Both Taka and Ferna saw the Prince's back straighten, saw his stride quicken, and they glanced at one another. It seemed as though Prince Karakk was intimidated by his mother, along with the rest of the world. Maybe the Queen really was a force to be reckoned with. Both Taka and Ferna stood up straighter, unconsciously mimicking the Prince.

Ferna's paws trembled at her sides, and she was acutely aware of her exposed breasts. She felt herself blushing and was just about to cover herself when Taka hissed, "Don't you dare cover up! Be proud of your beauty! Let that Queen know that we mean business, and we're not going to back down, no matter how much of bitch she is to us. We have to walk in straight and proud." Taka glared at her, and the cat hesitated for a moment. Then her paws stopped their fidgeting and the blush faded from her face. Taka was right. She had nothing to be ashamed of, and if she was going to show the Queen that they meant business, she couldn't go in cringing and trying to cover herself. Ferna held her head and increased her pace so that she walked beside Taka. Both of them unconsciously fell into a formal military march which set Ferna's breasts bouncing, but she found the sensation pleasurable now, rather than embarrassing.

They had reached the lines of heralds now, and although she kept her head pointed forward, Ferna saw out of the corners of her eyes that most of them were staring unabashedly at her breasts. She took a quick peak down, and saw that several of the males' cocks had begun to stiffen, and a few of the females were shooting her jealous glances. The cat stood up even straighter, the appreciative and envious gazes of the heralds acting on her like applause does to a nervous actor. Then finally, the Prince came to a stop before the wolfess who must be the Queen, and bowed low, his ears almost brushing the floor. Ferna and Taka copied him at once, both sinking into deep curtsies.

When they arose, Ferna got her first clear view of the Queen, and she found herself filled with a sense of caution. The Prince had been right: this was not a woman they wanted to fool with. She was tall, taller even than her son, and her fur was a brindled grey that shone like gold in the late afternoon sun. Her eyes were a clear, piercing grey-blue, and she wore only a long cape of purple velvet which was clasped at her neck with a diamond broche. On her head was a large golden crown, studded with gems of every color. Ferna guessed that she must be in her mid-forties, but her body showed none of her age. The Queen's breasts were large, high and firm, with dark nipples at the tips. Her stomach was flat, her arms and legs shapely, and not a single piece of fur seemed to be out of place.

"Have you completed your quest, my Son?" The Queen asked, not acknowledging the presence of either Taka or Ferna. Her voice was sweet and cold. It was a voice that was accustomed to being obeyed.

"Yes Mother," replied the Prince, and Ferna was pleased to see that he looked his mother in the eye, and that his voice did not tremble.

The wolfess raised a single haughty eyebrow. "You have found the two warrior maidens of whom the prophecy spoke?" She smiled coldly and her eyes flickered briefly over first Ferna and then Taka.

"Yes Mother, they stand behind me," The Prince said, and he beckoned the cat and the mouse forward. "This is Lady Taka," he said, presenting her to the Queen. "And this is the Lady Ferna," he did the same for the cat, and Ferna felt the Queen's icy gaze upon her. Their eyes met and Queen Lupova held Ferna's gaze with her own for several seconds before looking away. Ferna imagined that she felt slightly breathless when the Queen's gaze released, as if she had just been running.

"Are you quite sure that these are the maidens of whom the prophecy spoke? They seem rather, hmm, ordinary."

"I am sure, Mother. You can see yourself that they are clothed in garments of dough, just as the prophecy says the warriors would be, and I found them wandering through the Stachenian Fields. You know as well as I do, Mother, that reality is thin in those fields, and I believe these Ladies when they say that they are warriors who have come here from another world."

The Queen gave the companions another piercing glance, and then she nodded slightly to each of them before turning back to her son. "Very well. I believe that these are indeed the warrior maidens of legend."

Taka and Ferna let out identical sighs of relief, but then the Queen continued. "However," she said, "I will not allow my Son to take any champions. The honor of this kingdom is at stake, and I will not see it the arms of anyone who is less than worthy. Lady Taka and Lady Ferna," the Queen turned to them, "You must undergo tests of strength before I allow you to bed my son."

Ferna's eyes widened. 'Bed her son?' Who said anything about fucking her son? Was that part of the job description that the Prince had forgotten to mention? She looked over at Taka, and saw that the mouse was grinning with glee. Of course. That was Taka. She had probably been plotting on how to get into the Prince's pants, or rather the lack thereof, for the better part of the journey over here. Taka glanced over at Karakk, and she had to admit that she had had thoughts in that direction herself. He was incredibly handsome and charming, and he seemed to desire her as well. The idea began to look more and more attractive, and a hunger began to grow inside Ferna. That settled it. She would accomplish these tasks, no matter what they were. If the prize was the Prince, than it would be worth it. It would also be worth it to throw their victory back in this icy Bitch Queen's face.

"Whatever tasks you set for us, Your Majesty," Ferna said, surprising herself with the strength that lay behind her voice, "You can be sure that we will achieve them." Where had that come from? She had sounded like a knight out of a fairytale.

"That remains to be seen," The Queen shot back, but not before she betrayed her surprise at Ferna's show of strength by a slight widening of her grey-blue eyes. There was a moment of silence and then the wolfess spoke in the ringing tones of one making a decree. "I have decided. The Lady Ferna is to be my Son's champion, and Lady Taka the guardian of her honor. Each of shall be set tasks which you must accomplish, or face the punishment of being sent to slave in the mines of Wenresta." There was a pause, and then the Queen added mockingly, "Is this agreeable to you, my Ladies?"

"Yes!" Both Taka and Ferna spoke at the same instant, identical expressions of affront on their faces at the Queen's insinuation that they would back down.

"Then it is settled," The Queen said, and then gestured behind her. Several attendants hurried out of the castle and stood before the Queen, awaiting her instructions. "Take Lady Ferna to the bathing platform, and have her washed. She no longer has any need of her covering. Escort Lady Taka to the platforms as well. It will be her task to recover the Lady Ferna's scepter."

"My scepter?" Ferna asked, but the Queen just gestured to her servants, and then Ferna was being taken by the arm and led through the palace gates. They dragged her into a courtyard of some kind, an enclosure open to the sky, and with a floor of grass, but surrounded by walls on all sides. Taka trailed after them rather bemusedly, watching as the servants frog-marched Ferna onto a large wooden platform. Without any warning, the servants suddenly forced the cat to her knees. Ferna gave a yelp of surprise, but could do nothing as the servants man-handled her. She could have taken a few of them, but there were far too many of them for her to put up a fight when she didn't have any weapons. The military part of her took stock of the situation, taking in the genders and species of all of the servants holding her. There were four males, a coyote, a raccoon, and two foxes, and five females, two cats, a collie, a hyena, and a mink. They were all completely naked, lacking even the ubiquitous harnesses, and the cocks of the males were all hard and jutting from between their powerful legs. The females all seemed to have large breasts, and Ferna found herself critiquing them, comparing their breasts to her own, newly improved ones. Hers were better, she decided, and judging by the females' jealous glances, she was right.

All such thoughts vanished, however, when the hyena female picked up a bucket from the side of the platform and dumped a large amount of lukewarm water over Ferna's head. She gasped and spluttered, but another servant, the raccoon this time, dumped a second bucket of water over her head before she could say a word. A moment later she felt paws of all shapes and sizes descending upon her. They slid over the wet fur of her shoulders and torso rubbing away the fragments of dough which had been caught there. The paws worked their way downward, and several of them ran over her breasts, squeezing them, or kneading them, or even pinching at her erect nipples, once so hard that it made her cry out. She tried to struggle away, but it was useless. Then the servants began to claw at the dough covering her lower body. Yet a third bucket of water was dumped on her, this time over her thighs and calves, and the dough began to soften and melt away, helped along by the ferocious rubbing of the group of servants.

After less than a minute, her legs had been freed from their dough covering, as had her waist, and all that remained was a small patch, almost like the bottom of a bikini, which covered her ass and pussy. Suddenly, Ferna began to feel excited. The servants paws were all over her now, caressing with only the thinnest pretense of trying to clean her. She felt her breasts being lifted and weighed, felt her thighs being stroked and tickled, felt the water streaming over her, and suddenly she reveled in it. She had never imagined being touched by so many paws at once, and the sensation was incredible.

As if from a distance, she heard Taka cry, "Ferna! What the hell is going on?"

Suddenly, she remembered an old movie that she had seen, years back. She couldn't remember the name, but there had been a scene in it just like this, where the heroine had been held down and washed by a group of women, and the line that the girl had shouted returned to her. "They're washing me just like a whore!" Ferna shouted at Taka, giggling madly as the servants ripped away the last of her covering and began to scrub at her pussy. Fingers dipped inside of her, pinching and prodding, and she thrust her hips forward, encouraging them, while at the same time laughing at the puzzled expression on Taka's face. Another bucket of water was dumped over her, rinsing away the last remnants of her dough covering, and then, with a few final pats and squeezes, the paws were taken away.

The servants backed up, leaving Ferna, now completely naked, to get shakily to her feet. She was not ashamed by her nakedness, and she saw with only a small amount of surprise that her body had changed. She looked down at herself, and found that the rest of her body now matched her perfect breasts. Her legs had lengthened and become even shapelier, her hips had widened, and her waist had cinched inward so that her body was now a perfect hourglass. There must have been something in the water, some of the magic of this world. Ferna looked around for Taka and saw that the mouse was still standing by the bathing platform. The cat went to join her and they looked at one another, unsure of what exactly they were supposed to do next.

Then they heard the Queen's voice. "Ah, I see the servants have finished washing you Lady Ferna." The cat and the mouse looked over, startled, and saw the Queen standing a few feet away, her paws on her hips. She looked Ferna up and down. "A decided improvement," she said, and then turned to Taka. "Now it is time for the Lady Taka to prove herself. Your task is to retrieve the scepter for Lady Ferna and to anoint her for battle."

Taka looked as if she wanted to ask what exactly the Queen meant by this, but the wolfess turned her cold eyes upon the mouse, and she seemed to think better of it. A moment later, the Queen clapped her paws and the bathing platform disappeared. Another clap of the Queen's paws and a gigantic glass bottle appeared in its place. The bottle was filled with some kind of opaque white liquid, and after a moment, both Taka and Ferna recognized it as milk. They were just beginning to wonder what in the world the milk could be for, when a sudden cry sounded from overhead. Both of them looked up and saw a huge griffin male soaring just above their heads, his powerful wings beating to a steady rhythm. He dove and in a moment had scooped Taka into his arms. She gave a cry of surprise and then laughed in delight as he flew them in a wide arc before releasing her right as they passed the open neck of the bottle.

Taka straightened her body and landed in the milk with her arms stretched forward in a perfect dive. She opened her eyes beneath the surface and found that she could just manage to see her immediate surroundings. The thick white liquid felt amazingly good as it flowed over her and she felt her dough covering beginning to disintegrate. She began to wriggle and squirm, kicking her legs and shaking her arms until every last remnant of the dough had fallen away, leaving her naked in the milk. She felt the cool liquid creeping into her every pore and she was suddenly reminded of a children's story that her mother had read to her when she was young. There had been something in it about a little boy falling into a giant bottle of milk, and the line that he had shouted suddenly occurred to her. Laughing as she swam to the surface, Ferna cried, "I'm in the milk and the milk's in me! Gods bless the milk and Gods bless me!" The words came out only as bubbles, but she delighted in them, and when she broke the milk's surface, she was giggling almost uncontrollably.

The world was bright and noisy after the dim quiet of the milk, and Taka looked around her, hoping for some clue as to what to do next. She spotted a large glass pitcher floating nearby. There was that part of the riddle solved. She was obviously supposed to pour the milk onto Ferna, that was the "anointment," but she had to find this "scepter" first. Taka looked around for a moment, confused, and then it dawned on her. The scepter must be in the milk. Why else would they have dropped her in here? She took a deep breath and then dove down once more into the bottle. She kicked her legs and swept at the milk with her powerful arms, and within seconds, she had reached the bottle's thick glass bottom. She could just see the shape of some kind of long, cylindrical object, and she reached down for it, giving a noiseless cry of triumph. Her paw closed over not metal as she had expected, but something that felt like rubber. It was thick and rather stiff but still pliable. She raised the object so that she could get a better look at it, and laughed out loud. The scepter was a double headed dildo! Still laughing, Taka began to kick her way to the surface. She emerged into the air only seconds later, still holding the dildo, which was purple and studded with strategically placed gems and rings of gold. She held it aloft with one paw. Ferna stood below, and watching as her friend exultantly waved the dildo in the air, she laughed.

"I've got your scepter, Lady Ferna!" the mouse cried, brandishing the dildo. "Now all I've got to do is anoint you!" Taka hoisted herself up so that she sat on the neck of the bottle with her legs dangling over the side. Milk streamed off of her in thick white rivulets, and Ferna saw that the mouse's body too had become virtually perfect, honed and sharpened by the magic of this world.

"Why Lady Taka!" Ferna cried, "You seem to have lost all of your clothes!"

"It seems that I have!" Taka shouted back. "And I have to say that I'm glad to get rid of them! Now come stand underneath of me so that I can anoint you!"

Ferna did as she was asked, and Taka fished the pitcher out of the milk. She filled it with the white liquid so that it overflowed and then upended it over the side of the bottle. The milk landed on Ferna's head with a satisfying splat, coating her fur and dripping down her body in streams. The cat noticed that where the milk dripped off of her, a sort of cake seemed to be forming. She backed up and saw that a large cake had indeed appeared where the milk had fallen, and Taka, seeing the thing form gave a cry and jumped down from her perch on the bottle, landing with a splat right in the middle of the cake.

"I did it Ferna!" the mouse cried, jumping up and down in the cake, crushing it into a thick, sweet paste, "I got your scepter!" She handed Ferna the double dildo, and the cat took it, smiling and eyeing the dildo's golden rings with utter longing.

"Well done, my Ladies!" cried a voice from behind them. They both turned and found that Prince Karakk had come bounding over to meet them, an enormous grin spread over his face. "Lady Taka," he said, giving the mouse a quick bow, "You have completed your task admirably! Lady Ferna may now move on to the arena!" He stopped for a moment and then said in a low smoky voice that made both of the companions' fur stand on end, "Seeing you being bathed Lady Ferna, and seeing you diving through that milk, Lady Taka were the two most erotic experiences of my life. I don't think I've ever been harder." Taka and Ferna looked down and saw that the Prince's cock was indeed rigid and flushed, seemingly ready to explode, and identical satisfied smiles spread over their faces. "Please be victorious in the arena, Lady Ferna, for I do not think I have ever wanted to fuck anyone more than I want to fuck you, my Ladies." the Prince said in a soft desperate voice, his eyes roving up and down the companions' gloriously naked bodies. "The contest is to begin immediately. The servants will lead you to where the last challenge will take place."

At that, a group of naked servants came and began to lead Taka and Ferna away. The Prince looked after them for a moment, and muttered to himself. "If I don't fuck those girls soon, I think I'm going to go insane." He gave a soft, almost inaudible moan, shook himself, and then began to follow the servants and his champions to the arena, walking carefully so as not to agitate his engorged cock any more than it already was.

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Ferna stopped dead when she entered the arena, her eyes going wide and her breath leaving her in a single surprised gust. She was in a large stone stadium, almost like a coliseum. Hundreds upon hundreds of ranks of seats encircled her on all sides, and most of them were filled with naked furrs, all of them cheering and laughing as they looked down upon the petrified pair of champions. The servants walked Ferna to the middle of the arena and took Taka off so that she could sit on a bench pushed up against one of the walls that separated the seats from the arena's floor. A loud voice sounded overhead, announcing the names of the champions to the wildly cheering audience, and the noise snapped Ferna out of her daze. She began to look around herself, and what she saw made her jaw drop. The arena was filled with pies, cakes, and pastries of every imaginable variety. Hundreds of them littered the floor, and hundreds, maybe even thousands more lay on stout wooden tables positioned at strategic points around the arena.

The cat simply stood there, wondering what the hell she was supposed to do now. No one came down to offer her instructions, and several minutes went by with her simply standing there, the purple dildo still clutched in one paw. Then suddenly, a voice spoke from behind her, and it carried even over the sounds of the crowd. "Well met, Lady Ferna." It was the Queen of course, and walking at her side was a tall and haughty looking vixen. "Now is the time that we test your worthiness, my Lady," the Queen said, and then gestured at the vixen. "This is the Lady Adara. She will be your opponent. Should you fail to defeat her, you and Lady Taka will be sent to the mines, and the Lady Adara will be the one who has the supreme privilege of bedding my son." Ferna's gaze sharpened, and she looked the Lady Adara up and down, sizing her up. The vixen was incredibly beautiful, with enormous high breasts, shining russet fur, long blonde hair, and a body which had been honed to perfection. The cat felt a stab of lust go through her as her gaze raked the vixen's body, and she licked her lips. Maybe this would be fun after all.

The Queen turned and began to address the audience. "The winner of this contest is the one who first causes my son to reach climax without touching him. There are no rules save that the champions must stay within the arena and use the tools which have been provided for them." With that, the Queen stalked away across the arena and perched herself on the stone bench next to the one on which Taka currently sat. A moment later, she was joined by her son, whose cock was still almost painfully erect.

"So, you think you're the true champion, do you?" the vixen asked Ferna, her eyes narrowed. "Well let me tell you something, kitty cat. No one is going to fuck that prince but me. By this time tomorrow, you and that pretty little mousey are going to be hauling rocks in the mines."

"You think so?" Ferna shot back. They began to circle one another. "I think you're in for a big surprise Miss Vixen. I'm going to win this contest, and when its over, Taka and I are going to fuck Prince Karakk right in front of you."

The words seemed to infuriate the vixen. Her face darkened with rage, and a moment later, she hurled herself at Ferna, who, seeing the attack coming, jumped out of the way just in time. The fox bowled past her but managed to stop herself just before falling head first into a pile of chocolate cakes. Ferna ran lightly over to one of the tables and picked up a thick cream pie, weighing it in her paw before hurling it towards Lady Adara. The vixen was caught off guard and the pie hit her face with an audible splat. It slid slowly down, leaving clumps of custard and whipped cream caked in her fur in its wake. The fox's face now resembled that of someone who had dipped her head in a vat of custard. For a moment, Adara simply sputtered, and then in a move so sudden that Ferna jumped, she reached down, took up a chocolate cake and threw it.

The missile connected with Ferna's chest, and she felt the cake and icing squash against her fur and then fall to the ground with a dull, soft thud. There was a moment in which both of them were still, regarding one another with glaring eyes, and then they both dove at the same instant, scooping up pies and throwing them. Both connected, Ferna's hitting the Vixen right in the middle of her heavy breasts, and Adara's smashing into the cat's thighs. They both howled and what followed was a veritable storm of cakes, pies, and icing. Pastries flew through the air, splattering and splashing both of the champions with all colors of the rainbow, and coating them in thick layers of sweet, fragrant stickiness. The melee seemed to go on for hours, and almost half of the pastries had been transformed into pulp when Ferna suddenly decided that she wasn't going to take it anymore. This vixen was trying to usurp her place and all that she was doing was throwing pies at her. The cat looked down and realized that throughout all of this fighting, she had still managed to hold on to the double dildo. It was as if something clicked in her mind. The reason why Taka had to retrieve the dildo was that she needed to use it. And who would be a better target than that gorgeous bitch of a vixen? With a cry that echoed through the stadium, Ferna brandished the dildo and threw herself forward, tackling the Lady Adara and bowling her forward into a table of cream pies.

The vixen gave a surprised squawk, and then the wind was knocked out of her by the edge of the table, which collapsed beneath them. They landed in a tangled heap of limbs and custard, rolling together on a carpet of smashed pastries. Finally, Ferna managed to pin the fox on her back, and sat straddled over Adara's thighs, using her legs to keep the squirming fox in place. She simply sat there for a moment, feeling her opponent writhe beneath her, and then the cat said quietly, "So you thought you would be the one to fuck the Prince, did you?" She gave the vixen a shake, but Adara only grunted and glared at her from beneath a mask of drying custard. The arrogance in that glare sent Ferna over the edge, and suddenly she was shouting at the top of her voice. "Well, you thought wrong, you bitch! The Prince belongs to me and Taka, so you can go fuck yourself!" Adara only glared and tried to wriggle away, but she froze when Ferna shouted, "You know what? I don't think I trust you to fuck yourself, bitch, I better take care of that myself!"

Without another word, Ferna planted her paws on the vixen's chest and used her knees to force Adara's legs apart. A moment later, she had taken the dildo in one paw and thrust it deep into the fox's pussy. The vixen gave a piercing cry of mingled pleasure and rage, but could do nothing as Ferna held her down with one paw, and used the other to move the dildo rapidly in and out of the fox's pussy. Adara moaned and squirmed beneath of her, but Ferna took no notice; her entire attention was focused on the dildo sliding in and out of the vixen's slick pussy. She watched as the fox's clit grew hard and a scarlet flush began to creep into the arrogant creature's thighs and belly. After a few more moments, the fox ceased her struggling, and went limp beneath Ferna's paws, still releasing cries and moans of pleasure. Ferna took her paw off of the vixen's chest, but she remained prone, her eyes closed, and her face crimson with passion. The cat decided that she was being stupid. This dildo had two sides for a reason, after all. She climbed off of the vixen and then lay down across from her, threading one leg between the fox's and scooting so that their pussies almost touched. Then she grasped the other end of the dildo and began to feed it into her own pussy, throwing her head back and giving a great moan of delight as the toy's rubber head penetrated into her wet and aching sex.

She scooted forward and the dildo went even deeper, filling her, the rings of gold and the gems rubbing her in all of the right places. She moved until her pussy touched Adara's, and then she began to work her hips, sliding herself against the dildo's thick length. She angled herself so that when she pushed the toy in, her clit rubbed against the vixen's pussy and the sensation sent shocks of pleasure surging throughout her body. After adjusting to the motion, Ferna began to thrust wildly, her hips pumping, her pussy smacking against the vixen's, her clit swelling and throbbing. She released cry after cry of ecstasy, and soon Adara began to join her, heedless of being beaten, pumping her own hips to compliment Ferna's rhythm. The cat noticed the change at once, and she reached out to grasp Adara's huge breasts in both paws, forcing their bodies even closer together, and making them grind against one another with a delicious friction that sent Ferna's head reeling. A moment later, the cat felt the vixen beginning to cum. Adara's body first froze, and then she began to pump her hips wildly, screaming in pleasure, and bucking and writhing against Ferna, who never stopped working herself against the dildo. It was almost a minute before the vixen finished, slumping to the floor with her breath coming in great heaving gasps.

Triumph surged through Ferna. She had won! The bitch was beaten! Ferna gave one final powerful thrust against the vixen's prone body, and then it was as if someone had turned a switch in her mind. The cat felt her whole body stiffen, and then the world exploded. Powerful spasms gripped her pussy, and she clenched and unclenched the dildo so hard that it almost flew out of her. Her head swam, and for a moment Ferna though she would faint. At first her voice failed her, but as the waves of utter ecstasy continued to break over her she was finally able to scream, "Oh gods! I'm cuming! I'm cuming!" She worked herself wildly against the dildo, milking the climax to its very last drop.

As if from a distance, she heard Taka's voice shout, "Go Ferna! Gods, who would ever have thought you'd turn out to be such a naughty kitty?"

Then, seconds later, through the final waves of her orgasm, she heard Prince Karakk's voice raised in a joyful shout. "Oh Lady Ferna! I'm cuming my Lady, I'm cuming! Oh gods!" Ferna jerked her head around just in time to see the Prince standing at the edge of the arena, his hips working wildly and his cock shooting jet after jet of thick white cum into the air. He gave a series of hoarse cries, and once he had spent himself, the Prince staggered back to his seat by the Queen, who, Ferna saw with some satisfaction, was breathing heavily and rubbing a paw between her legs. As the cat watched, Queen Lupova gave a single loud cry and her hips began to spasm in the unmistakable throes of orgasm. As Ferna got to her feet to go stand next to Taka, she watched as the Queen finished and then took several deep breaths to compose herself. Then the wolfess got shakily to her feet and strode out into the middle of the arena where the vixen had gotten up, and grumbling, begun to walk towards the exit.

"Ladies and Gentleman," the Queen cried, her previously cold face now exultant. "Lady Taka and Lady Ferna have indeed proven themselves worthy of my son! They are truly the warrior maidens of legend, and Prince Karakk has fulfilled the prophecy! These ladies have ushered in a golden age for our kingdom!" there was a roar of cheering and applause, and the Prince gestured for Taka and Ferna to go stand beside the Queen. They did so, standing proud and erect next to the beaming wolfess. "Before these ladies take their reward, would they care to say a few words?"

"You bet!" Cried the pair in unison. The Queen stepped back, ushering them forward, and the cat and mouse stepped to the center of the arena.

"When I first got to this world," Ferna cried, "I was afraid of my own sexuality. I never knew the joy of being able to give in to sexual pleasures. I never knew how to take pride in my own nakedness. I never knew the pleasure of being utterly covered in mess. I'm going to do this kingdom proud! I'm going to fuck Prince Karrack until we both explode!"

The crowd clapped and cheered, and then Taka stepped forward, and they fell silent once more. "I would just like to say, that this place is fucking awesome! I love sex, and I love getting down and dirty, and I love showing off my body! I am going to blow Prince Karakk's mind! I don't care if I ever go back home!"

There were more cheers and then the Queen stepped forward once more. "Thank you Lady Taka and Lady Ferna! Now, as soon as the space is prepared, you can claim your prize." She gestured to a place further up the arena, where a group of servants was conjuring an enormous cream pie into existence. As they watched, the pie solidified and fell to the ground with an earth-shaking thud. The mountain of whipped cream and custard trembled, and then was still, and Taka and Ferna held their breath. A moment later, the Queen shouted, "All is ready! My son, give these ladies their prize!"

Prince Karakk didn't need any more encouragement than that. With a cry of joy, he ran towards Taka and Ferna, and hoisting one of them over each shoulder, jumped head first into the massive pie. They landed in the custard and cream with a tremendous ringing squelch, and cream flew high into the air as the three lovers struggled to their feet. They simply looked at one another for a moment, all three of them covered in white, sticky custard from head to foot, and then they began to kiss, passionately and without modesty. Ferna clamped her mouth onto Prince Karakk's and their tongues thrust and dueled together while Taka snuck between them and fastened her dexterous mouth onto Ferna's erect nipples. Then they switched, with Taka kissing the prince's mouth and Ferna suckling the mouse's nipples, and finally, Taka broke away and embraced her friend. The cat and mouse kissed with a sizzling passion that Ferna had never known could exist within herself. They groped one another's breasts as they tasted each other, and the Prince crept one paw to each of their pussies, beginning to massage their clits. Ferna and Taka moaned and jerked against one another, and after a moment they broke the kiss.

The Prince removed his paws, and Taka immediately went down on her knees, taking Prince Karakk's cock inside of her mouth with one deft motion. As she bobbed her head up and down, lapping and sucking at the Prince's massive organ, Ferna lay down on her back with her head positioned between the mouse's splayed legs and began to suck and lick at Taka's throbbing pussy. Taka moaned around the Prince's cock, but never missed a stroke as Ferna lapped at her clit with her long, rough cat's tongue. Indeed, the sensation only drove Taka to take the Prince's balls in one paw and begin to squeeze them in time to her suckling. Prince Karakk moaned and his head lolled back against his shoulders as he thrust out his hips, offering himself even further to the mouse's hungry mouth.

In another moment, Taka took her mouth away, and Ferna did the same, both of them smacking their lips together with relish. The Prince looked around dazedly for a moment, and then the cat and mouse plowed into him, knocking him onto his back. Ferna was instantly on top of him, first straddling him and then grabbing hold of his cock with one paw, positioning it at the entrance to her pussy and then impaling herself upon. They both gave almost identical cries of delight, but the Prince's was slightly muffled due to the fact the Taka was now straddling his head and the Prince had thrust his long lupine tongue deep inside of the mouse's pussy. The three worked together in perfect harmony, with Taka grinding herself against Prince Karakk's eager mouth, Ferna riding the wolf's enormous cock and the Prince himself giving powerful thrusts with both his hips and tongue. All of them moaned and cried together, and Ferna thought as she lifted herself up and down over Prince Karakk's cock, her pussy clenching him in a divine vice of warm, trembling flesh, that she had never felt anything more incredible in her life. Taka reached back and began to stroke Ferna's clit with one finger, and the cat threw her head back, increasing her pace so that she bounced up and down on Karakk's cock with an almost blurring speed.

She felt something coming together, like a storm on the horizon, ready to explode at any moment. The Prince gave an enormous, powerful thrust that sent his cock deeper than ever before, and suddenly Ferna began to convulse. Her pussy clenched down on the cock inside of her, and she began to spasm and jerk helplessly, giving cry after cry as the fire of orgasm rolled through her. Dimly, she heard Taka giving similar cries of release, and she felt the Prince's cock explode inside of her, shooting warm liquid deep within her. Ferna's head was spinning. Everything seemed so far away, so dim compared to the intensity of her pleasure. The world really was growing dim, she saw. It was growing darker and darker until nothing was left but blackness. She felt the Prince disappear from beneath her, and gave a cry of despair. She tried to reach out for him, but he was gone. The blackness was carrying her away, pulling her upwards...

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Ferna awoke with a startled jerk, looking around her wildly. The Prince! Where was he? She rubbed her eyes, trying to force the sleep out of them, and saw that she was sitting in one of the over-stuffed armchairs of the officers' lounge back at base. Taka sat beside her, looking sleep-disheveled and drowsy. A sense of overwhelming disappointment came over her. She had been having such a wonderful dream! She and Taka had fallen through some kind of vortex and had ended up in this world where sex was a way of life, and there had been all of these delightful messes...

"Ferna, you won't believe the dream I just had," said Taka from beside her, giving a massive yawn, which she covered with one paw. "There was this Prince, and we had to do these challenges--"

"Wait! Taka, I think I had the same dream! Was the Prince named Karakk?"

The mouse looked taken aback. "Yeah, it was. This is weird. How could we both have the same dream?"

"I don't know," Ferna sighed, looking disconsolately out the window at the barren dessert, remembering the verdant beauty of the city in her dream. "But I wish that I had never woken up."

"I know what you mean," Taka murmured, "I could have stayed in that place forever."

Silence fell, both of the companions remembering the pleasures they had experienced in that other world, that dream world, and they both wished with all of their hearts that the dream could be reality. Then suddenly, a strange humming sound reached their ears, and Taka and Ferna looked around for its source. Their jaws dropped. In the corner, in the exact same place that it had been in their dream, an emerald green vortex swirled, shot through with violet threads. In the middle of the vortex floated an image of Prince Karakk's head. He was smiling at them.

"Well met my Ladies," he said, and the familiar, wonderful voice almost brought tears to their eyes. "You have passed the test. What you experienced of my world was only a vision, but it was designed to show you the nature of my world. We have been watching you for some time Lady Ferna and Lady Taka, and we have wanted you to join us, but you had to first pass this test. If you were able to abandon your inhibitions and take full advantage of the pleasures that my world has to offer, then you would be worthy of us. You are indeed worthy, my Ladies, and we would like you to leave this mundane world of yours behind to join ours."

Both Taka and Ferna wore identical elated smiles, but now Taka said, her voice filled with mock severity, "Oh Prince Karakk, you just want us to be your little sex dolls, don't you?"

The Prince laughed, "The thought did occur to me my Lady. I took part in that vision as well, and I don't think my astral self has ever had a better fuck." All three of them laughed, and then the Prince asked, still smiling, "Well, are you coming, or should I just close up the portal?"

"Hell no!" The pair cried in unison, and the Prince laughed once more before disappearing, clearing the way for them. Taka and Ferna looked at one another and then linked paws, counted to three, and jumped into the swirling vortex. As they began to fall, they tore at their clothes, shedding their gear until they were naked in the warm confines of the void.

They twirled together in the air, glowing with anticipation of a life in a new world, a world full of nothing but sensual delights. As one, they both shouted, "Look out world, here we come!" and their joyful laughter followed them down into the void.

The End

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