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Mistakes Were Made,

Chapter Five,

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

13th June, 2019

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James blinked, then tried to sit up, before Kanga snorted and with one long hind foot, she pinned him down, the foot on his chest as she looked down at him, her eyes filled with a gleam of intent and purpose.

“Such a wonderful idea - “ Kanga repeated, as a smile spread across her lips, her ears partially folded back. “Where shall we begin?”

“Kanga – please, you're frightening me - “ James whispered.

“Why be afraid? Have I harmed you? No, relax James, this will go so much better for you – if you relax, and let me show you what I know – what I showed dear, sweet Christopher...”

Kanga took her foot paw off his chest, before she stretched languidly, running her paws down her chest, belly, pouch and finally, crouching down slightly, she rubbed her cloaca – James noticing, a pale liquid dribbling from it and landing between his legs.

“Such wonderful things I have to show you - “ Kanga whispered into his right ear, as she lowered her hips and brushed her cloaca against his limp penis.

“No, this, this isn't real, you're a kangaroo, a doe – you can't -”

“Can't I?” Kanga smirked, before she sensuously licked one check, then just with her lips, she nibbled at his ear. “What part of, I'm not a normal kangaroo, did you not under - “

Kanga's eyes widened, as she felt Jame's penis begin to engorge, rubbing against her wet, quivering cloaca.

“Well then, it seems your voice says no – your body – says otherwise!” Kanga chuckled softly, as she rocked back and forth against him, feeling his erection swiftly rising. “My...quite a buck, aren't you?”

“I – we can't, its not – its not possible, for a human too - “ James protested.

Kanga moved forwards, placing her paws on his shoulders, before she grinned down at James and pushed her hips back, her cloaca pressed against his firm penile head, before she threw her head back and sighed in pleasure, as she began mounting him. Her folds parted, warm, slippery inner cloaca gripping hungrily at the penile head, before James gasped and bucked beneath her and kanga grunted, before she slapped him lightly on the chest with a paw.

“Easy now young one - “ Kanga shuddered and wriggled slightly, sliding her hips further down his length. “I don't want you to lose control too quickly, now, its been some time since I've had the pleasures such as this, far, too long...”

Pulling forwards, Kanga spread her hind feet out, then again, gently mounted Jame's inside her, until she was fully impaled on his not insignificant member, and she placed both paws on his chest and began rocking back and forth, low, gasping moans of pleasure escaping her throat.

“I can't...belie this - “ James gasped, his mind reeling with the incredible warmth, the feel of Kanga's sex gripping his length with strong muscular twitches.

“Believe it – its all too real - “ Kanga grinned, as she began riding him faster and harder, her tail thudding against the floor with each enthusiastic thrust of her strong, muscular hips.

James gave himself into the pleasure, as Kanga rode him hard and fast, her body sliding him free – then she would push down with her paws and mount him inside her, again and again, her grunts and his moans forming a symphony of their strange lovemaking.

“Kanga, you – I can't...” James gasped, as he gripped her by the hips, his eyes widening.

“Can't or - “ Kanga began, before she gasped as he thrust hard, his groin slamming against hers, before he grunted like a feral buck, his orgasm flooding her body as she squealed long and loudly.

“Oh - “ Kanga moaned, flicking her ears back, as she arched her hips forwards, her pleasure unmistakable and very much enjoyed.

“I didn't mean - “ James gasped, his mind turning to the razor sharp claws on kanga's paws, that gripped his pectoral muscles, and the even larger hind claws on either one of her hind feet.

“I am - “ Kanga laughed weakly, before she looked down at him. “Somewhat – disappointed...”

“You...you're so – hot inside and - “ James pleaded pitifully. “I've never made love with one like you – I never thought it - “

“Yes, yes...” Kanga snorted, waving a paw dismissively. “Come now, that can't possibly be all you can offer me – surely?

James lay beneath her, fear mixed with pleasure making him sweat, the fire crackling and popping, the warmth of it and Kanga, who kept him surprisingly, at full erection inside her – somehow – he didn't know what to make of it, any of it...

Carefully, he reached up and placed his hands against her pouch, as Kanga blinked and looked down at him, before smiling and nodding. James gently began massaging the pouch, his fingers splayed out as he caressed, massaged and tickled, whilst Kanga sighed in delight, continuing to ride him, her hind feet slapping against the floor with each of her rocking motions.

“Fuck...” James swore, as Kanga squeezed his length with a powerful muscular contraction, then grinned down at him, raising one eyebrow.

“Oh, yes please!” Kanga laughed delicately, continuing her rocking. “I want my buck to please me...think you can manage that?”

Taking a tight hold on Kanga's hips, James began thrusting as best he could – sliding about half way out of kanga's tightening folds, then pushing himself up and pulling her down. Kanga grunted and nodded eagerly, before she counter-thrust against him, their groins meeting with wet, slippery slaps.

For an hour and a half, Kanga rode James, bringing him two more orgasms, his semen squirting from her cloaca with each almost bestial thrust, he was lost in the moment, giving as good as Kanga gave in return, before Kanga arched her back inwards and tilted her head back as far as it would go – then her own orgasm finally crushed her mind – as she shrieked in pleasure an sweet release – her fluids squirting from her cloaca and spattering over Jame's groin and the fur rug on which he lay.

“Oh - “ Kanga panted, her head dropping forwards, as she shuddered and gasped, her ear base wet with sweat, her body trembling as if someone had shocked her with a cattle prod. James lay beneath her, gasping and moaning, exhausted, soaked with sweat and on the edge of consciousness, his mind overwhelmed by the lovemaking Kanga had given him – if this was just a taste of what was to come...

Suddenly, Kanga's head snapped up and she froze in fear, as she seen the first rays of sunlight cresting the distant mountains beyond the window.

“No...” Kanga breathed, her ears flattening.

“What's...” James began, before he shuddered and a strange sensation come over him. “What's...happening to me?”

Kanga looked down at him, before she smiled lopsidedly, then laughed a cruel, sadistic chuckle.

“There's always a price - “ Kanga spoke softly.

“What...what's hap- “ James began.

Kanga watched, as Jame's ears twisted and grew, moulding into large, kangaroo like ears, then a pale brown fur spread over them, glinting in the light of the fire. He screamed and struggled, but Kanga pinned him down with her paws and her weight, watching as he shrieked and fought – his face rippling and bones crackling, forming a kangaroo muzzle.

Losing his ability to speak, James beat his hands against Kanga, then he felt them twist and the bones crackled and warped, forming into long kangaroo arms, the paws small and a velvety black paw pad appeared.

“Won't be long now...lover - “ Kanga grinned wider.

His body writhed and squirmed beneath her, transforming from pale human skin, to a creamy white belly fur – then the pouch formed, his legs twisted and writhed as they were reshaped into the unmistakable lower legs of a kangaroo – toes melting away and forming three distinct black claws, tail growing from his tail bone, lifting his hips up off the floor as it grew, thickened and lengthened.

“Mmm - “ Kanga sighed in pleasure, the unnatural transformation bringing a strong and final orgasm from James body – his testicles shrinking and melding into the body, his penis writhing before it formed itself into a kangaroo doe's cloaca, semen dribbling from Kanga's own and onto his.

“Such a shame - “ Kanga sighed, as she stood up and then to the side, watching as Jame's body writhed and convulsed in the final throes of the unnatural transformation.

Kanga stood, then she closed her eyes, and as James screamed, his cry one of fear and terror, Kanga's body shivered, the fur melting and becoming skin, bones and blood, her paws forming into hands, her feet shrinking – turning human, as she gripped her fingers into fists, biting her tongue at the excruciating pain of the transformation that seized her.

Quickly, as the room filled with the dawns light, the transformations of them both accelerated, before Kanga, now an identical image of James, crumpled into the leather chair he had sat on, and panted heavily. James writhed on the ground, his marsupial body unable to stand, tendons and muscles aching and burning like electricity filled them.

“Such a pretty little doe - “ Kanga's voice reached his ears – but James heard his own voice – from Kanga... “Oh, I'm sorry, you think its over already?”

James shrieked, pure, animal terror, as his body began to change again. His toes formed into hard, plastic nails and synthetic feet, the change rippling up the legs that turned soft and squishy, like a plush toy. He clawed at the ground onto which he fell, his synthetic legs unable to hold him, as the change consumed the tail, becoming shorter, partially filled with sand.

Kanga watched on, her head resting on one human palm, as she raised an eyebrow in interest, watching as the transformation increased even faster.

“Soon it'll be over lover – I promise - “ Kanga whispered.

James lost the ability even to scream, as his vocal cords vanished, his throat filling with polyester stuffing and his arms and paws turned into a crude representation of what they were, finally, as he strangled and starved for oxygen – his plush body fell onto its back, the glass eyes staring up at the ceiling, the muzzle open in a silent scream of fear and confusion.

Kanga rose, then picked up the plush, standing it up and gazed into the glass, unseeing eyes.

“There's always a price to pay - “ Kanga repeated, before she reached down and stroked the semi-erect penis between her legs, feeling the sensual pleasure of it and the thickness. “Oh my yes...this promises to be most – entertaining...I don't think I'll ever get bored of you – Kanga – oh, didn't you know? Your grandfather figured it out – he was always so much smarter than you...

Picking up the plush kangaroo, James grinned maliciously, as he stroked the muzzle, then adjusted the mouth and one hand slid down the synthetic belly and rubbed against the silk of the slit where a kangaroo doe's cloaca was.

“I'm going to enjoy making love to you Kanga, many many times, over the next decade or two – oh, wait, that's right – you'll feel every thrust, every pleasurable orgasm, every time I slide myself into that wonderful muzzle of yours...”

Cuddling the plush, James chuckled.

“Oh my yes, best part of all of it? You're still in there, aren't you? You can feel me cuddling you – you'll feel me come inside of you, you'll – feel – everything I do to you...but you can not resist, can not fight back – can not...refuse...”

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