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These stories are from a live stream. They're free flash fiction stories I write off the cuff. I don't edit or proofread them much, if at all. Characters are (C) their owners. If you want to get an email notification when I stream, drop me a line at danath(dot)tiger(at)gmail(dot)com to let me know - put "Livestream List" in the subject so I know you want to get on the list.

Mini Boner Story:

The tall blue dragoness leaned over the counter. A pair of breasts draped over the sides, hanging halfway down to the floor, barely contained in a tight white apron stained in grease and ketchup. The dragoness was chewing gum with a bored expression on her face.

"Excuse me... I'll take one large DragonAss, please," Lifeforce said.

"You want that for here or to go?"

"For here."

"Supersized?"

"Yes, please."

"Regular or Supreme?"

"Supreme."

"Four-fiddy."

And Lifeforce was never heard from again.

~The End~

Round 1: Darwen da Orca, see?

Darwen was used to getting looks at the beach. It was kind of the point, after all. Why else would seven-and-a-half-foot-tall orca wear nothing but a pair of skimpy red bikini bottoms? He had a lot to show off, so why not show it off?

Circular reasoning, but if worked for the muscular male. Smooth black skin covered the top of his head and ran down his backside, spreading across a rippling pair of shoulders, into the small of his back, and across the top of a large tail. Sharply contrasting the black was pure white, smooth and shiny, covering his impressive chest and hard muscle gut, evidence of his many long hours training at the gym. His musculature was enough to keep his skin perpetually taut, even showing lines and creases around his pecs whenever he moved.

The spade-tipped tail was currently draped on the sand next to the male's beach towel, where he was sprawled out on his back drying off after a quick dip in the clear blue ocean. His eyes were closed as he soaked up the sun, surfboard planted into the sand just beyond his head.

The bulge in his swimwear was impressive, obviously, though he tried to keep himself modest as he could. Which wasn't much.

The orca's head turned a bit when he heard whispers from behind him. He could only catch a few words here and there, but what he could hear intrigued him.

"Delightful... enormous specimen... should investigate..."

"Approach... how best... radio base..."

He opened his eyes when he heard the sand shifting and looked up to see a pair of blue-eyed otters leaning around either side of his surfboard, paws gripping the painted foam, staring down at him. When they realized he was looking at them, one surreptitiously slipped something into the pocket of a pair of large boogie shorts.

Both had on the same style shorts, though one was yellow and one was green, both with silhouettes of palm trees in white. They were typical tourist clothes available for purchase at any of the shops near the beach.

One of the otters reached out with a finger and tentatively poked the large orca's shoulder.

Darwen smirked. He was a little bemused by their behavior, though they didn't seem to mean him any harm. Plus, they were cute.

The otter in green shorts leaned over.

"We're not from your world," he said.

The other crouched down and whispered to the other side of Darwen's head as the orca remained still on his beach towel.

"We come from a planet far away."

"On our planet, creatures like you don't have arms or legs."

"And they don't like water."

"We call them Land Cows."

"But you're different."

Both otters prodded at his chest and belly. Darwen didn't know quite what to think. As far as come-ons were concerned, this was one of the more unusual ones. The poking continued until both slim, cute otters were pressing their fingers into the bulge of his skimpy swimwear.

"What unusual clothing."

"Very strange."

"We should examine it further."

The otter in yellow reached into the pocket of his shorts and pulled out a small, spherical ball. It looked like it was made of metal, but Darwen couldn't tell for sure. He didn't much like getting his photo taken without his permission and, assuming it was just a camera, reached out and grabbed it.

"The creature has the device!" the otter in green shorts said.

"Quickly! Evacuate!"

As soon as they said it, Darwen's stomach felt strange. Like a car ride where he was not only reading a book, but listening to music and watching a movie about people on another car ride.

He closed his eyes and groaned. When he opened them again, the beach was gone. The sun no longer warmed his skin. He looked around wildly. He was still on his back, but it was in some sort of metal room. Dim lights reflected around him as he clambered to his feet.

"Ow!"

He rubbed the back of his head where it had hit the ceiling. Wherever he was, it was built for shorter people.

"Attention: Creature. Please put the device on the tray."

A metal tray popped out of the wall next to Darwen. He realized he was still holding whatever it had been they'd aimed at him in his hand. He was pretty sure, at this point, that it wasn't a camera. Rather than argue, he dropped it onto the tray, which promptly disappeared into the wall.

A large circular opening formed in the wall opposite him. Darwen couldn't see much beyond the opening, but what he did saw struck him as something unusual: the Earth. Blue and white, floating against a backdrop of stars. He barely saw the control panels and various knobs and switches around the border of the viewport.

The otter in green shorts came in holding some kind of fist-sized machine with a long metal antennae.

"Please remain still while we examine your clothing. It is of great interest to us."

Darwen thought it was better not to argue with what were apparently alien beings who'd already kidnapped him. He'd read enough science fiction to know that you don't piss off the people with the advanced technology.

The otter walked around him slowly. Darwen noticed the other male peeking around the edge of the doorway. When they made eye contact, however, the slim male disappeared.

"Nylon... and some kind of unique stretchy material."

The otter waved the antennae at the bulge in Darwen's shorts.

"Designed to cup and lift the genitalia. Interesting..."

Something on the machine beeped. Darwen gasped as his shorts disappeared in a flash. A little puff of white smoke drifted away as his meaty shaft draped over a set of fist-sized nuts. The stalk was black, though the crown was white.

"Interesting. Unable to withstand basic energy assaults. Will have to study further..."

"Maybe we study the creature now?"

The other otter peeked around the doorway again, eyes focusing on Darwen's impressive maleness.

"Very well."

The otter in green shorts tapped the device in his paws and it shrunk down, pulling in its antennae. He put it in his shorts and turned to fully face the orca.

"Resident of planet X-543-J. We apologize for your abduction. We are scientists interested in your species. Will you consent to intercourse in the perseverance of scientific knowledge?"

Darwen blinked. This was just getting stranger.

The otter in yellow shorts took a step inside the doorway as the big orca hesitated.

"Tell him about the... you know..."

"Oh. Right. Endless pleasure, overwhelming orgasms, etc. Do you consent?"

Darwen looked from one otter to the other. The otter in green shorts looked a bit bored, like he'd already done this a thousand times. The other one looked more interested, excited even. Darwen was a sucker for otters - even aliens, apparently - and his cock betrayed him as he looked the skinny, lithe males up and down. They were trim, fit, with small round brown ears and nice rumps. They were short, only four and a half foot tall each, with long torsos and bellies, so that their boardshorts hung down past their knees to the middle of their shins.

"Uh... I guess?"

"Very well. Commence interspecies copulation."

The officious otter promptly pulled his shorts down, revealing a normal tan-furred sheath. The one in yellow followed suit, though Darwen was surprised to see him already partially erect and displaying not a typical reddish shaft, but a light purple.

"One moment while we calibrate, please."

Both otters moved to stand in front of Darwen. The one previously wearing yellow shorts looked like he could hardly stand the excitement as the other used the closed device to do... something. Darwen felt a brief tingle in the back of his skull.

"Matching target's favored forms... acquiring databases..."

"Please hold."

Both otters closed their eyes and let their arms hang down to their sides. Darwen, still unsure what to make of all of this, watched as the males began to slowly change. Their dark chocolate fur remained the same, though within a few moments both of their chests began to swell.

The excited one shifted from foot to foot as he kept his eyes closed. Darwen noticed his paws clench and unclench as the nipples poking through the tan fur on his chest grew larger and thicker. Soon both males were sporting a moderate pair of breasts each.

"Enhance configurement and realign modification."

At that, both otters changes went more quickly. Darwen took a step back as their breasts grew larger by the moment, fleshing out into perfectly formed teardrops capped with a healthy nipple. Their hips widened and their bellies shrunk further, lending them waspy figures with nice plump rumps. Darwen's nostrils told him they weren't quite male anymore, judging from the scent arising from between their legs.

Herm otters from space? He had to be dreaming. This was like some terrible wank story on the internet.

But it was real, and he reached out to do a little prodding of his own. His finger pressed into the first otter's chest, dimpling the large breasts. The alien's eyes popped open, bright and blue, and shi squeaked at the touch.

"Commence pleasuring!"

The excited otter immediately stepped forward and wrapped both arms around Darwen's midsection. The big male grunted as he felt a pair of soft-but-firm breasts slide against his upper thighs, surrounding his flaccid maleness in a fuzzy embrace. The herm's face pressed into his lower belly, nuzzling his smooth skin. The other joined in, using a paw to reach between his legs to cradle the big male's testicles in a paw.

Darwen knew what to do from here. It seemed otters were otters no matter where in space they came from. Reaching down with both paws, he cupped the backs of their heads and pushed them towards his maleness, already stiffening up as their soft fur brushed him, tickling and teasing. The thick length rose upwards gracefully, pushing between their muzzles as the near-twins slowly licked and kissed their away across it. Darwen shivered and moved his feet, curling his toes against the metal floor as they quickly excited him to full arousal.

The otter that had been wearing yellow had slightly lighter fur than the other, Darwen realized. He grinned as "Number Two" opened wide and attempted to swallow his tip. When the feat was actually performed, the orca shuddered and clenched his fingers more tightly around their shoulders.

The other otter with the slightly darker fur - Number One, judging from his demeanor and take charge attitude over the other - pressed against Darwen's sides. Small paws ran over his lower back and belly, caressing his smooth skin and pressing into his thick gut. Darwen's eyes widened as he felt Number Two swallow a few more inches; the otter's throat was tight, hot, and welcome, though how he was able to so easily manage the orca's thickness, he couldn't tell.

Curling an arm down around Number One, he lifted the male up, cradling him against his chest. Darwen's muzzle met the alien's for a kiss as his cock throbbed warmly, already leaking pre-cum as Number Two's muzzle stretched around it. The kiss was awkward at first, but the alien quickly adapted to the unusual gesture. Soon Darwen had his broad tongue inside the otter's muzzle and a paw cradling his rump, tickling a teasing finger under his tail.

Both otters moaned and squeaked in turn as they pressed against Darwen, rubbing at his muscles, feeling the tension in his powerful thighs. Number Two swallowed even more of Darwen's shaft and, when the orca looked down, showed off the bulge in his throat. There was no logical reason the otter would be able to fit such a large shaft, but somehow he was getting it done, for which Darwen was thankful. He hadn't had a throat so tight in a long while and had resigned himself to tongue baths. Unable to help himself, he thrust forward, working his shaft deeper with the help of a paw on the back of Number Two's head.

Number One squirmed against him, purple cock erect against his chest. Darwen shuddered as his erection throbbed and he lowered Number One to the floor. Natural instincts kicked in as he maneuvered Number Two off his cock and lined them up on the floor, rumps high in the air, tails arching over their backs and draping over their shoulders, exposing not just tight rumps but puffy lips.

Darwen's thickeness bobbed as he knelt behind them, hardly able to choose which to violate first. The big male's hands stroked their backsides before he settled on Number Two. Time to reward the little otter for a cocksuck well done.

Nudging his tip up against Number Two's wet pussy, the orca used both paws to hold hir hips still. Number One turned and, seeing what Darwen had chosen, stood and straddled Number Two, pushing hir heavy breasts into the orca's muzzle. Hir feet rested on the floor to either side of Number Two's knees.

Darwen shoved forward, grinding in roughly, as his lips closed around a taut nipple. Both otters squealed with pleasure as his shaft worked inside Number Two. The otter's thighs spread as shi pushed back into his thrusts. He curled an arm around Number One's lower back and pulled hir forward, suckling firmly on each of hir heavy breasts in turn, all while keeping a steady rhythm going down below.

Moans and murmurs of pleasure echoed in the room. Darwen even forgot exactly where he was he pleasure raced through him, skin tingling wherever the two aliens touched him. Number One pulled away and dropped lower, licking and kissing across his chest, while Number Two's hips shoved back and forth, pushing all the way down to the base of the orca's massive cock with each thrust.

Number One paused in mid-lick, however, and stood up straight.

"New parameters detected!"

"A... ah... ahhhhhgreed!"

Number Two's shaky voice was interrupted by a few choice thrusts as the muscular orca kept going, ignoring their outbursts for the moment. It was hard to ignore, however, when Number One pushed him onto his backside. Number Two groaned loudly as the orca's cock pulled from hir aching pussy, eventually freeing itself and slapping back against Darwen's belly, sending thick pre-cum and feminine juices splattering across his round gut.

Number One and Two knelt between Darwen's spread legs, nuzzling and licking at his thick white crown, paws massaging and stroking at the black shaft.

"Engage new parameters!"

Number One had barely finished issuing the command before shi shoved hir nose against the orca's tip, pushing into the slit of his erection. Darwen bit his lower lip and arched his back as the otter insistently pushed in, spreading his shaft open further and further, until hir nose disappeared. The orca's gasps and moans filled the room as he realized what they were up to.

He reached out and stroked Number One's ears, but his paws sunk into the unexpectedly soft body. Opening his eyes, he stared in shock as he watched the alien changing once more. Hir previously solid form gave way in a matter of moments, liquifying fur and leaving a vaguely otter-shaped blob of purple goo.

The surprises kept coming for the orca. The goo-otter's muzzle closed as shi pushed in firmly. Shi felt more elastic now, slightly sticky, but the pleasure only grew as shi forced hir way into the tip of his stretching shaft. Number Two, he saw, had similarly changed, though was a slightly lighter shade of purple. That otter was busy surrounding his heavy testicles in warm, slick otter-goo, adding to the pleasure invading his body.

Darwen's eyes squeezed shut and he pressed his shoulders into the cool metal floor as the major part of Number One's head slipped fully into his stretching shaft. He let out a guttural moan as the otter pushed in firmly, both paws grasping at his cock to pull hirself in. He reached out, gladly digging his hands into hir gooey backside, and pushed hir deeper, shuddering as the tingling in the root of his shaft intensified.

Before long, Number One was up to hir neck. Number Two stood up and grabbed hir, lifting hir hindquarters up to make it easier to shove hir into the orca's growing, stretching erection. The shape of hir face was visible through the big male's erection, though slightly stretched and squeezed as shi worked hir way down his length.

Darwen thought he may cum when hir shoulders hit the slit, but a few moments later, Number Two had managed to shove hir past. The orca's cock grew thicker, larger, as the urethra bulged obscenely with the shape of the alien invader. Darwen's muzzle opened with a wordless cry as Number One's arms and breasts slipped inside, filling out one half of his testicles. The big male sat up, unable to help himself as he reached with one hand to grab at his swollen balls; the other pushed on the otter's rump, sinking into hir gooey flesh as shi went down even deeper.

The bottom half of the alien went down smooth. His gaping slit swallowed hir up easily, pulling hir boneless legs and tail in until shi was fully within his shaft. Number Two's paws helped work hir down fully into his balls, which had, he noticed happily, swollen to dramatic new sizes. The orca's spaded tail thwapped against the metal floor as Number Two leaned into his chest, pressing hir breasts to his belly. Shi straddled his stomach for a moment, rolling across his powerful muscle-gut, before drawing up hir feet and teasing hir rubbery toes against his slit.

Darwen knew what to do from here. Otters were otters, after all. Within a few moments, he had Number Two's legs inside his shaft up to the knees. He leaned forward, kissing the gooey creature's muzzle as his hungry shaft swallowed hir up.

The big orca moaned and squirmed. Thick streams of clear pre-cum squirted up around the purple, sticky body sliding down into his balls to join the first alien otter. He kept a hand on hir head, shoving hir down insistently as lust overcame him, and other paw on the base of his cock, stroking it rapidly. He could feel hir figure under his skin, against his palm, and hummed with lust and pleasure. He'd not been expecting anything like this when he went to the beach today, but considering the circumstances, he figured it was better to fuck the aliens then to get fucked.

Number Two grinned up at him as hir head disappeared down the slit of his grossly swollen and now hugely oversized erection. His cock was always impressive, but post-consumption he'd added on plenty of girth and length, making it as fat as his powerful thigh and long enough to reach from his midsection all the way to his meaty pectorals. His nuts roiled and shifted as the two aliens squirmed around inside him. Each half was firm and taut, completely full, though not totally smooth as the outlines of paws, heads, and other body parts pushed outwards.

Darwen shuddered as his hands worked over his cock. Both aliens digested easily enough, he could tell, and his stiff maleness ached against his fingers, desperate for relief.

With a cry, the muscular orca came. Gouts of hot, sticky, purple-tinted cum splattered against his chest, rolling easily down his waterproof hide to pool on the floor around him. Blast after blast of seed poured from the white crown, pumping out massive loads of alien-otter-cum. The killer whale's toes curled as he shot the two males... or herms... or whatever gender they considered themselves across his chest, making a mess of immensely naughty proportions.

With a groan, Darwen leaned back, shoulders to the floor once more. Both hands jerked his shaft, pulling it over the swell of his muscular belly so that the tip shot straight into the small convex between his stretched, taut pecs. The orgasm continued unabated, making him shiver and stretch, moan and roll, unable to stop the overwhelming bouts of pleasure that tingled from his toes to his head. His mouth fell open and he panted hard as he felt a pressure against his side. A dark purple paw formed out of the messy goop and pressed into his pec, squeezing his chest. An arm followed, rising out of the pool on the floor, then a shoulder and finally a head. Blue eyes blinked before a newly reformed muzzle found one of his nipples.

Darwen grunted as Number One continued to reform and immediately went back to work on him, pressing into his side and helping him stroke his oversized maleness. The flow of cum lightened, turning a slightly brighter purple, and the orca's eyes widened as he realized he was only halfway done with an incredible, continually intensive orgasm, one of the longest he'd ever had.

Several more blasts later and another paw formed from the goo on the other side of his body. Number Two's muzzle formed around the orca's huge testicles, slathering them in pale purple saliva - or some other fluid, since Darwen wasn't sure whether they actually had saliva.

The blasts of cum abated somewhat as the color turned from purple to white. The musular orca twitched, still panting and groaning, as the two gooey otters teased and tickled him, urging him to cum a little bit more. Their breasts dragged against his sides and head, over his mouth, against his balls. Fingers teased at his thighs, his toes, his nuts, and he squirmed with pleasure.

"Cycle nearing completion. Second cycle requested. Do you concur?"

Darwen's tongue hung over his lips and his arms went limp. His cock jerked weakly, trickling seed down the side of his heavy belly. It was shrinking somewhat, but would remain at a larger, heavier size than before for a few days at least.

Number Two's words were muffled as shi spoke again.

"Second cycle requested. Do you concur?"

"Please concur."

Number One's legs straddled Darwen's belly and cock, squeezing hir figure against his sensitive maleness.

"Mmmmhhhgggghhh! I... I concur!"

"Excellent. Thank you for concurring," Number One said.

"Please refrain from orgasm," said the other. "We will see your planet more safely from inside. We have fashioned you new clothing."

A tray in the wall opened. A pair of skimpy shorts, at least two sizes two small, hung off the corner. There wasn't really a way Darwen could see that he'd be able to fit, especially not with both aliens squirming around inside his balls...

"Second cycle begins!"

The orca grinned as he felt one of the aliens squirming against his shaft all over again. He'd have to come to the beach more often.

Round 2: ShadowWolf94

"Hey, Shadow! You want something to drink?"

Shadohime was in the kitchen of hir house. The wolf-naga's long, flexible lower body trailed all the way out of the kitchen back into the living room, where Shadow was relaxing on the couch watching the credits of the movie they'd just finished.

The naga was nearly 24 feet long, though shi tried to keep hir height at around seven feet or so. The rest of hir was coiled up when shi was in public so as to avoid tripping people. In the comfort of hir own home, though, shi felt free to sprawl out. Once, on a bet, shi managed to stretch through four different rooms on the first floor.

Hir upper body looked very wolf-like. Thick black fur covered hir belly up to hir head, where a pair of triangular ears sat above a pair of amber eyes. A shock of white hair ran down the middle of hir flowing hair, forming a pair of bangs in the front to the middle of hir back at the other end, just above where hir scaled lower body began. Hir scales were thick and overlapping, running in patterns all the way to the very tip.

Shadohime was dressed casually for a movie night at hir house: a tight red t-shirt cupped hir breasts and a loin-cloth like piece of clothing strapped around the juncture of hir upper and lower bodies, providing hir with a modicum of modesty, though it was always a challenge to fully contain hir thick maleness.

"Hey, hurry up!" Shadow called from the living room. "I'm starting Punch of Death VII right now!"

"No, wait for me! That's my favorite!"

Shadohime pulled open hir fridge and grabbed the first two bottles on the top shelf, not noticing the "DO NOT DRINK" scrawled across one of them in wide permanent marker.

Shi slithered back into the main room; hir tail followed the rest of hir so that by the time shi slumped back onto the couch next to Shadow it was trailing through the doorway.

Shadow was a wolf, like hir, but fully male. He was shorter than hir, at five-foot-five, and had completely black fur from head to tail save for a bright red stripe on his backside. It ran from the base of his neck, at his shoulders, all the way down to the tip of his tail. He was fit and slim, attractive in a pair of blue jeans and a sleeveless white undershirt.

The movie titles were already playing as Shadow took the unmarked bottle from Shadohime. They knocked the bottles together before drinking. Shadohime still didn't notice the label as shi swigged it down, smacking hir lips after.

"Oh! This is my favorite part! He punches that guy to death!"

"Yeah! And then his punches punch other punches!"

The movie continued. Shadow and Shadohime both quoted their favorite lines along with the show as they bounced and jumped with each punch. Until, that is, Shadohime felt something warm in hir belly.

"Woo... this is strong stuff," shi said.

Lifting the bottle up to examine it more closely, shi finally noticed the handwritten warning. Hir eyes opened wide as shi stared at the glass; next to hir, not noticing hir consternation, Shadow laughed at an especially egregious death punch.

"Okay, just hold it together," Shadohime said to hirself. But it was too late. The bottle was empty and its effects were already making themselves very, very noticeable.

The flap of hir loincloth-like garment stretched upwards as the heat overtook hir. Shi closed hir eyes and moaned as the urge to mate overwhelmed hir senses for a moment. The loud grunt attracted Shadow's attention; the wolf glanced away from the screen long enough to notice Shadohime's obvious arousal.

"Hey, I know you like this movie, but really, I think... uh... huh..."

The wolf's words trailed off as a powerful blast of pheremone-laden scents hit his nose, triggering a primordial desire of his own. The front of his jeans bulged as, movie forgotten, the two looked at each other.

Shadow's muzzle dropped open, bright red tongue lolling out, as he stared at Shadohime's tight t-shirt and large bulge. His jeans plumped up in the front and his nostrils flared.

Shadohime, for hir part, couldn't remember the last time shi'd felt so horny. Why the hell had shi kept hir lust formula in the fridge next to the good beers? Alcohol only increased its effectiveness.

Speaking of extra effectiveness... the wolf-naga shuddered as hir breasts swelled, stretching hir t-shirt until the seams creaked. Fat nipples protruded rudely, hard and firm. The wolf-naga's whole lower body shifted and coiled, wrapping and rubbing on itself as shi panted along with Shadow. The pheremones were a side effect, shi knew, and would make hir irresistible. Shi could tell they were affecting the male - the wolf's cock was fully erect in his pants and he was gradually moving closer, almost as though he were stalking prey. He was hunched over, eyes narrowed, focusing on hir like shi was a filet mignon.

"Oh... fuck," shi gasped, just as shi saw his shoulders tense.

The next thing shi knew, shi was on hir back on the floor. Shadow was on top of hir, straddling hir writhing lower half just below the pelt cutoff. He reached for hir breasts, paws stretched wide for a nice, firm grope. Shadohime moaned as hir swollen breasts continued to grow and the scent of hir arousal filled the room. Shadow's nostrils worked overtime to process the pheremone-laden scents as his fingers dug into hir shirt.

The pressure was enough for the wolf-naga's breasts to pop free, ripping the shirt at the arms and neck. They flopped out wildly, huge and full, capped with a shot glass-sized nipple each. Shadow whined as his hips pushed forward, squeezing his bulge against the wolf-naga's erection.

There was some awkwardness that followed. Shadohime wanted him immediately, but the wolf wanted to get his pants off first. The horny wolf-naga solved the problem by shredding his clothes with hir claws and grasping at his hips, pulling him down against hir. Hir pussy ached, wetter than ever before, just below hir nearly foot and a half long cock.

Shadow leaned over hir, still straddling hir midsection, both paws working hir growing, sensitive breasts. Shi moaned at him, encouraging him on, as his thick seven-inch shaft probed under hir heavy nuts.

It wasn't a death punch, but it may as well have been. The force of his thrust shocked Shadohime into an early orgasm; the heat grew in intensity as shi clutched at him, squirting wildly around his erection. Shadow howled as he entered hir, pushing in hard and deep, taking hir on the hardwood floor as the movie played on the flickering screen behind them.

They rolled over and over; Shadohime's coils wrapped them up tight, barely giving Shadow any room to thrust. Their muzzles met for a sloppy kiss as the wolf's thickness filled the naga again and again, taking hir feminine sex and claiming it for his own. Dominant, lustful thoughts drove him on as the primordial heat forced him into a carnal, lust-filled state. Growls and grunts echoed off the walls as they rolled over again. Despite his lower half being completely encircled in powerful snake coils, the male pinned Shadohime's wrists to the ground as he leaned over hir. His lips circled a fat nub, suckling, teasing, nibbling, as his hips pumped in hard and fast, causing his lower belly to tease hir hard erection the entire time, driving hir deeper into hir own lustful fugue.

All was forgotten as the wolf-naga's heat ramped up into high gear. The serum wasn't meant to be used in such quanitity and, through the haze of lust, Shadohime worried for a moment it would be permanent. Even that worry left hir, however, as the wolf's knot bumped up against hir tight pussy. Shi growled deeply and reached down, hooking hir claws into the thick pelt of his lower back and hauling him forward.

The male growled right back, both paws squeezing and groping at hir immense breasts, now nearly twice their original size. They spilled over hir chest, huge and round, and the wolf found them more than enough to occupy his groping paws.

Shadohime's eyes went wide as shi felt Shadow's hips descend, forcing his erection deeper than before. His fat knot ground against hir lips, threatening hir with the sweet seduction of actual penetration; the wolf coldly backed off though, making hir moan with frustration and grasp at his sides, trying to pull him in fully.

"MMmmmffff... fuck me!" shi gasped, baring hir teeth as the heat drove any rational thoughts out of hir head.

The wolf grinned. Shadow's brain was filled with lust and nothing but. The rutting was all he needed, his body told him. He had to have it. Spurred by the powerful pheremones, his cock strained inside the wolf-naga's tightness. Claws pricked his backside and he howled as he humped in hard, jamming his entire erection - knot and all - inside.

Shadohime's head swum as shi came again around the thick ball of pink flesh. Shi arched hir back, pushing hir breasts against Shadow's hungry muzzle. The wolf's legs spread, claws digging into the wooden floor, as he continued to hump, shoving his knot back and forth inside hir, scraping against hir g-spot with every movement. Each moment was another orgasm, another pleasure-filled surge of excitement that spoke directly to hir reptile brain. This was all there was and shi needed every bit of it.

Two orgasms didn't satisfy the wolf-naga. Three didn't. Not four, nor five. Shi was well over a dozen thrilling, searing bursts of pleasure until Shadow came, unable to hold back anymore. His cock jerked inside the wolf-naga, still locked, filling hir with warm seed.

The two rolled over again. Shadohime's body undulated rhythmically against Shadow, pounding his hips into the floor, demanding every last inch he could give hir. Pleasure overwhelmed them both as the heat drove them on. Shadow's cock surged, unrelenting, as the artificial pheremone's altered his thinking, his body, turning him into a black-furred fuck machine. He came again, harder than the first time, as his swollen nuts slapped rudely against Shadohime's scales.

The movie ended by the time the most intense feelings passed. Shadow collapsed on top of the naga after his fifth load. His arms circled hir chest, hugging hir tightly; his legs lay limply to either side of hir midsection. Shadohime's pussy burned with pleasure and shi couldn't stop the twitching, clenching motions that squeezed down on the wolf's knot. Hir cock drizzled a constant stream of clear pre-cum onto hir belly, just below hir oversized tits; the length pushed against Shadow's stomach, soaking his pelt down as well.

"Unnnggh... Shado... what... was that..."

The wolf's voice was strained as he struggled to talk through the pleasure still racing up and down his spine.

"The wrong... bottle..."

Shadohime closed hir eyes as shi felt the aches of pleasure in hir warm pussy gradually settle down. The need was still there, but the worst had passed. Still, the heat demanded more of hir. Shi'd satisfied hir female urges thanks to Shadow, but now it was time to satisfy hir male side.

Hir coils helped provide the strength shi needed to free hirself from Shadow's knot. The wolf whined as shi tugged hirself off the hot length; it flopped out wetly, still hard and drizzling. The naga gasped as shi felt a trickle of feminine juices and wolf cum drain from hir well-used pussy.

"My turn," shi growled. Shadow barely resisted as hir coils wrapped around him, restraining him, turning him over so that his hips angled into the air. Rising above the prone male, Shadohime grinned hugely and used a paw to stroke hir maleness. Sticky seed flowed over hir fingers, down the length, soaking into hir heavy balls and the fur below, adding to the mess Shadow had already made.

The wolf's whimpers and whines of pleasure as he felt the tip press under his tail echoed through the room. Shadohime's coils writhed around him, pinning his arms to his sides, holding his legs together tight. Hir paws reached out, grasping his shoulders, squeezing hir claws through his pelt to prick his skin. He tensed at the touch of hir maleness. It was bigger than his by far, well over twice the length; the heat was affecting hir male attributes as well, keeping hir rock solid and forcing hir nuts to swell up, bigger and bigger, with a pent up need shi was desperate to relieve.

Leaning over, Shadohime pressed hir oversized breasts into the squirming wolf's backside. Shi entered him slowly, gradually opening his tail hole up to hir fat, blunt shaft. The wolf howled as he felt hir maleness, writhed in hir long, strong coils, but could go nowhere as hir pheremones altered, putting out a new, slightly different scent. Rather than making the wolf want to mount, the new smells made him want to be mounted. Not that he minded be mounted anyways.

The slick scales rubbed over the wolf's fur as the naga's arms embraced him. Hir teeth nibbled his neck as shi pushed in firmly, popping hir tip inside. His rump stretched around hir girth as several more inches quickly followed. Shadow's cock throbbed, still hard, still erect, as he felt the wolf-naga's body press against his backside; hir coils teased at him, holding him down, dominating him. He whined as the scent of hir drove his thoughts towards submission.

Shadohime howled hirself as shi shoved forward, grinding hir way in deeper, working most of the foot and a half long length into the five-foot-five male. Shi could feel his bulging belly against hir own coils as shi rotated against him, sliding those smooth snake-scales against his soft pelt. Hir cock drove in harder, going deeper, claiming him, until he was verbally begging hir for more. The pheremones demanded it of both of them.

With a loud cry, the naga's whole body tensed. Muscular coils tightened, squeezing Shadow's belly and chest, pinning him down even more firmly. Shadohime drove forward, forcing the last few inches of hir massive maleness into his prone body. Shi rolled over, using hir coils to keep Shadow aloft, and pulled him down over hir erection until hir heavy balls pressed to his thighs.

The shock of orgasm thrilled Shadohime. Shi closed hir eyes, opened hir muzzle, and bit down on the male wolf's shoulder, unable to stop the primal mating motion. Shadow cried out as he came involuntarily, unable and unwilling to stop the pleasure coursing through his body, making his arms and legs twitch. His stomach bulged outwards, filling with fresh naga seed. His knot, still fully extended, throbbed against the tip of Shadohime's lower half, the tip of the coil teasing and curling and stroking his length as he came.

Shadohime didn't stop. Shi couldn't stop. The heat was building back up again, despite the temporary relief of hir first male orgasm. Hir female side was also demanding attention and shi knew soon shi'd be riding the wolf for all he was worth. A moment of clarity came over hir between the third and fourth male orgasms, leaving hir just enough brainpower to make a single statement.

"It should only... last... ten more hours!"