FSE

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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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Foreword: Another “Story in a day”, this idea popped into my head while I am busy working on three other stories currently, so needed to get it out the way ASAP. Very little editing so it will be rough and unpolished, fair warning. This is another straight shot from start to finish, so it might not flow as nice as some other stories, but I need to get it out of my head.

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Kyle regretted telling his best friends about being a furry, he should’ve known better. Even though it hadn’t bothered his friends, he should’ve seen this coming when they said they’d gotten him a very special gift for his birthday. But the joke was on them, as much as they were trying to embarrass him, even they had to admit the black and white border collie dressed in a skimpy cowgirl outfit was a sight to behold.

Due to the rising cost of living and social unrest resulting in a steadily decreasing birthrate, the human population was in decline and without intervention, they were headed toward extinction. CRISPR/Cas9 was just the beginning for splicing different compatible species DNA together, but with the revolution of the “key gene” shortly before 2040, scientists were soon able to splice even previously incompatible species DNA together as this new manmade scaffolding allowed incompatible strings to bond and coexist. Instead of curing long existing diseases however, big pharma thought it would be more profitable to create a new subspecies of working class.

Anthros were still a new feature in the world and were quickly becoming more common place to be seen, but just like AI when it started taking off, the debate about how they fit into society had been drawn out and delayed for so long that there were plenty of loopholes about how they could be employed or used. The Fun Farm was just such a place, officially it was just a normal Western themed farm for tourists, but those in the know knew there was an alternative reason for them to employ mostly Anthros.

As Kyle and his friends stared into the soft white furred valley of Kora’s chest, none of them could argue that the smaller furred woman before them was anything but beautiful. Kyles eyes went wide when Trent suddenly reached out to slip his hand beneath the collie’s vest and grope at her breast.

“Trent!” Kyle squeaked in shock.

“Easy sugar, best save that until we get onto farm grounds, then I’ll be more than happy to give you a personal tour” Kora replied with a playful growl, her hand lightly grasping Trent’s hairless wrist and brushing his fingers down across her belly and between her thighs.

“Fuck yeah! Goddamn she feels good, I can see why you’re into this shit, Kyle” Trent turned to grin at his blond haired and blushing friend. With his fingers rubbing and squeezing between the border collies’ thighs and making her moan, Kyle couldn’t help but stare slack jawed and blushing.

“Fuck it…” Bret sighed, reaching over from the other side of the back seat beside Kyle and joining Trent in groping and fondling the panting border collie. At first Kyle felt ashamed or at least embarrassed by his best friends’ actions with her, but the way she was grinning and wagging her tail, it was obvious she was happy to let them do what they wanted. Despite them not even being on farm grounds yet.

“You boys sure are eager” Kora huffed and panted for them as Trent slipped his fingers inside her jeans and began rubbing at her bare little slit. Bret guided her top open to reveal her soft white furred breasts capped with little pink nipples. Curiously Kyle had thought she’d look more like a non-anthro canine in that regard, but there were no additional nipples lower down. He supposed it must be due to her being closer to human than she was an actual canine.

“For two assholes that teased me relentlessly about being a furry, you sure are getting into this pretty easily…” Kyle smirked as he watched his friends shift over to sit on either side of Kora, their guide for the day.

“What can we say, talking about it is one thing, hell even those sexy drawings of yours too. But this, man this is something else…hey Kora, do you suck dick?” Trent asked blatantly.

“Only if you say please” the canine replied with a playful grin.

“Oh, then suck my dick, bitch. Please?” Trent smirked as he fiddled with his own jeans to undo his button and zipper to fish his length out. Kora eyed the smooth pink flesh capped with a blunt purple tip, licking her lips as she turned to get on her knees beside him. Soon Trent was petting and stroking her ears as the border collie was eagerly bobbing her muzzle along his flesh. “Holy fuck, she’s pretty fucking good at this, even with all those teeth…best blowjob ever” Trent huffed and panted, already starting to buck his hips up into her maw.

“Let’s see what we have here” Bret pondered as he roughly tugged her jeans down about her hips and over her behind. With annoyance, the young dark-skinned man gripped and lifted the fluffy wagging tail up out his way while his other hand pried Kora’s pert buttocks apart. “Huh, looks pretty damned close to human. Thought it’d look different, feels pretty similar too…” he idly mused as he sunk two thick digits into the canine’s slick little quim and his thumb under her tail.

“Oh fuck, keep doing that…she’s whining around my dick, it feels fantastic!” Trent noted, his head rolling back and eyes closing while he groaned. His grip at the back of Kora’s head tightened as he began to thrust his smooth pink cock deeper into their guides maw.

“Twenty minutes until arrival at destination” the automated driver AI announced as it headed toward the Fun Farm.

“Twenty minutes? That’s plenty of time” Bret noted as he shifted about to kneel behind Kora’s bare and upturned rump, his fingers still pumping in and out of her.

“Plenty of time for what?” Kyle asked curiously as he watched his athletic dark-skinned friend undo his zipper and belt to free his own thick, smooth and veiny length. His darker tipped cock being ground between Kora’s soft white furred buttocks, right against her snug little openings which were dwarfed by his girthy member. “Bret…don’t, you’re a bit big for that…” Kyle cautioned, knowing his friend had a particular fascination with a certain act.

“Relax, dude. She’s just a bitch, pretty sure she’s done this plenty…” Bret grinned and nudged his blunt cocktip up against Kora’s tiny pink pucker. Slowly he began to push, gripping and tugging her tail up high as it tried to curl down and protect her backside, but it couldn’t.

“Oh, fuck yeah, now she’s really whining! Keep going, dude…almost there!” Trent groaned; gripping Kora’s sensitive ears tighter as he forced her muzzle deep down onto his own twitching and throbbing cock right on the verge of climax.

“Fuck me, this bitch is tight” Bret snarled as he kept pressing against the border collies tightly clenching asshole, her bark muffled by the other cock in her muzzle when the thick dark member finally forced its way inside her. Kyle winced, seeing how Kora’s tail twitched in his friends grasp, how her ears lay flat against her head and her entire body trembled.

“Guys…stop, you’re hurting her…” Kyle tried to reason with his friends, but they were too lost in their own pleasure to listen. Already Bret had forced himself all the way to the base of his above average cock up their guides backside, her nails scratching against the faux leather seat she was kneeling on. Her dark lips already stained with the white mess of Trent as he bucked with twitches and jerks into her muzzle through his climax.

“Fuck me, I wonder if my dad will get me one of these for Christmas” Trent laughed and mockingly patted Kora on the head, as if she were a pet.

Kyle gave her an apologetic look, feeling ashamed for how tight his pants were at watching his friends abuse the cute collie girl. Kora saw the look in his eye and gave a weak smile, simply shrugging her shoulders as if saying she was used to it, but there was nothing she could do about it.

“Goddamn yeah, bro. Tightest ass I’ve had in ages, even better than my own bitch back home” Bret groaned, his fingers indenting in Kora’s waist as his hips began to clap against the collie’s firm furred backside. To her credit, Kora managed not to growl or even snarl as she took the thick ebony cock under her tail. She simply knelt before her guests and took it, making Kyle wonder just how many other times she’d been subjected to similar acts.

“So you’re our guide for the next couple of days, yeah?” Trent asked with a knowing grin down at the canine.

“Yessir, at your beck and call…nngh….for the next two nights and days” Kora replied with a grunt as Bret sheathed himself deep up her shitter and began to empty his balls in her.

“Good, I want you to wake me up early each day with a blowjob just like that, got it?” Trent ordered, brushing his hands along her soft furred cheeks.

“Yessir…” Kora replied, managing not to give a defeated sigh, though Kyle could see she really didn’t want to, but apparently this was what her job demanded of her.

“Cool, then you can sleep in my bed. I’m gonna fuck this ass every night before going to sleep” Bret laughed, giving Kora’s backside a rough spank before he slowly withdrew himself from under her tail, which promptly flipped down and between her thighs when it was finally released.

“Guys, c’mon…” Kyle sighed, shaking his head at his friends.

“What? We paid for all this dude, might as well enjoy it” Trent laughed and leaned over to high five Bret. “You only turn twenty-one once, right?”

“Yeah, but still…” Kyle couldn’t help but notice the faint wince as Kora shifted around to sit down on her seat again, very obviously feeling the after effects of her first time with Bret and his big dick.

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The Fun Farm looked just like an ordinary farm, fields split into different areas for crops and animals. The only difference being that there were only anthro animals as far as the eye could see. It was surreal seeing groups of cows, pigs and sheep milling about and talking. To Kyle’s minds eye, it brought back images of office workers standing around the watercooler and talking about their lives, but only these were animals. Pigs, cows, sheep, even a rather large white American Cream mare.

“This here is your bunk house; you can store your goods I the provided lockers” Kora smiled as she guided them around the farm and lead them to the long cabin where they would be sleeping. A simple red and white A-frame house which had four simple beds with an attached bathroom and shower. There were two other such buildings, but only one other was currently occupied by two women old enough to be Kyle’s mother.

At first Kyle felt a bit self-conscious about what his friends and he were here for, until he happened to be walking past their bunk house and noticed they’d left their door open in the heat. He didn’t mean to stare, but he couldn’t help it. One of the older women, a rather gorgeous woman that would easily fall into MILF territory with her long fiery red hair and fake tits was laying back on her bunk. There was a large anthro German Shepherd kneeling between her thighs, the way her fingers were gripping his head and with how her hips were rolling against his muzzle, it was obvious what they were doing. Kyle quickly tore his eyes away from the sight and scampered off toward the large barn, following after Kora as she led Trent and Bret toward where the main “Fun” was to be had.

While they were miles out of town with no neighbors close by, it was still an unwritten rule not to do anything untoward right out in the open. The farm was still trying to sell itself as just that, a farm. After all, they still provided crops and wool from their sheep, they even provided milk from their herd of cows.

“This here is our milking station, very similar to most other older milk producing farms around still. Only our cows are able to milk themselves, so it saves on farm labor costs” Kora explained as she led the boys through the various parts of the farm. First up was the milking station, where a couple of large anthro cows were seated with suction cups over their nipples.

“Dude, check out the size of those tits!” Bret groaned, pointing at a large brown Shorthorn as she sat reading a novel. She heard the humans’ words and looked up to wink at him, briefly uncoupling the suction cup at her left breast before giving her mound a squeeze, causing a thin jet of pure white fluid to fire from the center of her dark brown nipple and right into Bret’s face. Trent burst out laughing as he watched the milk drip down Bret’s shocked face, even Kora was grinning and shaking her head at the cow.

“Bertha!” Kora admonished with a laugh.

“That was hot…” Bret stammered as he stared with wide eyes at the grinning cow. “Can we…you know, with her?” He turned to ask Kora curiously.

“Oh yes, after she’s finished here of course. She’ll be heading back out to pasture soon and you can grab her anytime after that” Kora replied with a knowing grin at the blushing Bret, whom she noted had not bothered to wipe his face clean yet.

As their group moved on, Bret decided to stay behind and watch Bertha milk herself. The cow enjoying the audience as she even put on a show for the enamored young man whom shared her same color pallet. Bret watched as the pumps suctioned at the bovines’ breasts, pumping and milking streams of warm white milk from her teats. Her large bright hazelnut eyes staring straight at him as she brushed a hand down between her thighs, down to her puffy pussylips. While her sensitive nipples were suckled on by the machine, she began to touch and rub at her stiff little clit while Bret watched and groped himself through his clothing.

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With their group one less, Kora next brought them to the pig pen. Despite the pen’s occupants, it was surprisingly clean. A single pink nude form sat cross legged on a wool blanket in the middle of the pent as she meditated.

“That blanket is made from our very own sheep’s wool we farm right here!” Kora pointed out with a note of pride.

“Who’s she?” Trent asked with raised brows at the slender pig. For some reason, he’d been expecting pig anthro’s to be large and at least chubby, but the very obviously female sow in the pen was anything but. If not for her face, with the curves she had on display, she could rival most of the models on the front of the swimwear magazines he frequently pleasured himself to.

“That’s Babe, she’s a new arrival from up north” Kora noted before giving a sharp whistle to get the pigs attention.

“Oh, hey Kora! Who’re your new friends?” Babe replied with an excited squeal, quickly getting to her feet and trotting over to them. Trent couldn’t help but stare at her, even for an anthro pig, she was amazingly cute. Her broad blunt nose, bright blue eyes and soft pink skin. She could almost pass for human, if not for her curly tail behind her.

“This here is Trent and the birthday boy, Kyle!” Kora offered cheerfully, pointing at each blond human in turn.

“Oh, happy birthday!” Babe squealed again, leaning over the low wall and giving a surprised Kyle a hug. Kyle instantly went beet red as Babe’s breasts pressed against his chest, her perked nipples poking against him a little through his top.

“That’ll do, pig…that’ll do…” Kora sighed and shook her head at the overenthusiastic porcine.

“Damn, wish it was my birthday…” Trent mumbled as he watched Kyle get hugged tight by the beautiful nude pig girl.

“If you want a hug, all you have to do is ask, silly!” Babe laughed and released the blushing Kyle, moving over to wrap her arms about Trent and give him another equally tight hug.

“Got a few minutes to entertain out guest, Babe?” Kora asked as she noted the obvious tent in Trent’s pants, giving a brief nod down to her friend.

“For a cutie like him? More than a few minutes” the pig replied with a knowing smile. “Care to come inside…” she asked with a devilish grin.

“Hell yes” Trent mumbled and nodded dumbly in response before scrambling to unlatch the gate and get inside at her. Babe simply laughed when the city boy couldn’t figure out a simple barndoor latch and had to help him get it open so he could get at her properly.

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By the time Kora and Kyle were leaving the barn and heading toward the sheering stall, they could already hear Babe squealing along with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Trent hadn’t wasted any time in getting balls deep into her it sounded like.

“Sorry about earlier…my friends are…kind of dicks” Kyle apologized to the border collie now they were finally alone.

“It’s fine, it is what it is” Kora replied with a weak smile.

“No, it isn’t. You’re not just some dumb animal, I can see you’re more than that, you all are!” Kyle said with perhaps a bit more vehemence to his words than he intended. Kora paused and turned to look at him, her head canted to one side as she frowned at Kyle.

“Do you really believe that, or are you just trying to make yourself feel better about coming here to fuck animals?” Kora asked with a smirk, stepping closer to Kyle and backing him up against the barn wall. One of her hands gently taking one of his and guiding it beneath her top to rest over her breast.

“Yes…” Kyle stated honestly, staring down at the shorter canine before him. Damn she felt nice, better than he’d expected her to. He wanted to touch her, to explore her, but not like this. He wanted her to want him to, not because it was just expected of her. Reluctantly he withdrew his hand from under top, instead reaching up to rest his hands at her shoulders. “I’m attracted to you Kora, insanely so, but this isn’t how I want it to happen. I know you’re not supposed to fraternize with the guests, but I don’t want to be with you just because it’s your job. I want to be with you because you want me to, if that makes any sense?” Kyle mumbled, staring deeply into the blushing canines’ eyes.

“You’re an odd one, Kyle. You could so easily bend me over and fuck me, but you won’t…because you’re worried about what I want?” Kora asked with confusion.

“Yes” Kyle sighed and nodded slowly.

“Even though your friends paid for this, for you to be able to fuck me, to fuck everyone on this farm?” Kora persisted with a frown.

“Yes. I don’t care what the laws or people say, you’re not just dumb animals. You have thoughts and emotions, just like we do. Just because you look different than us, it doesn’t mean you should be treated any different” Kyle replied with a weak smile.

“Thank you, I appreciate that. If only the rest of you hairless monkey’s felt the same. Then again, you can’t even do that for your own kind yet, so I won’t hold my breath” Kora teased, leaning up to press a tender kiss to Kyle’s lips while her fluffy tail wagged behind her. When they set off again, Kyle noticed Kora was now holding his hand as she led him around the farm.

That stung a little, Kyle had to admit, but she was right. Even with centuries of enlightenment, mankind couldn’t set aside their own differences with one another. So, what hope did the anthro’s have of ever being recognized as sentient beings? If history was anything to go by, it wouldn’t come about easily or peacefully as mankind abhorred change, even if it was ultimately for the better.

“Shhh…someone’s having fun nearby, let’s have a peek!” Kora whispered suddenly, putting a finger up to her lips and ducking low. Kyle grinned and did the same, following close behind her as they snuck toward the back of the barn, close to where their exit was they were originally heading toward.

“Of fuck, you’re massive!” a woman’s voice cooed out from within the small office at the back of the barn. Kora and Kyle peeked in through the window and went wide eyed at what they saw. The other occupant of the bunk house beside their own was on her knees before a large Clydesdale stallion. Her small pink hands battling to wrap about his thick ebony cock as she stroked at him eagerly. As she stroked at the large horse’s cock, she kissed and licked at him all over, seeming not to mind that her red lipstick was being smeared. Or even the fact that he was dribbling so much precum that he’d practically soaked through the front of her white top, making it appear as if she’d competed in a wet t-shirt contest.

“That’s Stan, he’s the foreman around here…normally doesn’t get involved with guests though…” Kora whispered to Kyle, one of her hands dipping down between her thighs as she began rubbing at herself. “Knew that fucker was packing…” she growled softly.

Kyle didn’t know which show was more enticing, the beautiful collie right beside him touching herself, or the older woman whom seemed intent on trying to choke herself on Stan the stallion’s massive cock. While the woman on her knees before Stan was still decent looking, Kyle noted she was nowhere near into MILF territory as the other woman he’d seen earlier. This lady looked like a stereotypical soccer mom, with her short auburn bob cut hair, slightly chubby but still tried to keep in shape body. She was evidently fighting against age and a sedentary lifestyle, putting up a valiant fight but one she was slowly losing. Her natural breasts sagged beneath her precum soaked shirt without the aid of a bra to support them, her slight tummy more pronounced as she kneeled on her haunches.

“Fuck me, you’re twice the size of my husband…I need to feel you in me” she rasped eagerly after popping her smeared red lips from his broad tip.

“Mam, I don’t think…” Stan tried to reason with her, knowing humans were not built to take a cock like his, which is mostly why he didn’t get involved with the guests.

“Shut up, pony. Stick that monster in me, now…” She demanded as she leaned over his desk, scattering his well-organized paperwork onto the floor. Kyle almost laughed at the annoyed look on Stans face, knowing he’d have to work twice as hard now to get those organized again. Even with the woman pushing her shorts down about her thighs to expose her wide pale pink behind, the stallions focus was on his interrupted work he’d have to now catch up on. Reluctantly he gripped his thick member and stepped forward, nudging his flared tip to the married soccer mom’s sloppy cunt. He knew what to expect, he’d had to do this before and it always went the same. As soon as he popped the broad tip of his cock inside her, the dumb woman was already moaning and squirming. He wouldn’t get more than a couple inches of himself inside her before she squeaked and groaned in discomfort, but Stan wasn’t even halfway in yet. No more than a few meager thrusts later and the older woman was bucking and wailing beneath Stan, whom hadn’t even broken a sweat yet. As the soccer mom enjoyed the hardest climax of her life, Stan snorted and waited patiently for it to be over so he could pull his dick out of their guest and get back to work. Kora giggled as she grabbed Kyle’s hand, with her suspiciously damp fingers, before hauling him away from the window and out of the barn to continue their tour before they were caught spying.

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“This is the shearing barn, where we get our wool for all our products. Soon we’ll be introducing Llama, Alpaca and even Angora rabbit to our crew” Kora proudly announced as they stood beside the pen where a large black bull was busy shearing a Shropshire sheep.

Unlike traditional sheep shearing, Kyle couldn’t help but feel like he was watching a striptease as the bull slowly and carefully separated the ewe’s thick outer coat from her surprisingly slender form beneath. As her thick wool parted like she was simply wearing a thick winter coat, Kyle could see her full and heavy breasts capped with dark pink nipples. The sheers moving lower down until her thighs were guided wider apart, soon revealing a rather human looking cunt to a wide-eyed Kyle.

“Delilah, that is not very ladylike of you…” Kora called out with a laugh, giving a knowing wink to her friend.

“No? Then what about this?” The Shropshire called back, making sure Kyle was watching before she reached down with her fingers either side of her womanhood to part her folds for him. The bright pink stood out against her soft white undercoat, again bringing an uncomfortable tightness to the birthday boys’ pants.

Again, Kora lead Kyle away with a giggle, once more taking his hand in hears before they left the barn, heading down the hill toward the river which ran along one edge of the farm. Kyle followed along behind Kora, unable to not stare at her shapely behind as her tail swayed almost hypnotically with every step.

“Here we are, my favorite spot in the whole entire world!” Kora said suddenly, releasing Kyle’s hand and letting him slowly turn around. It was a small copse of trees, offering shade from the near unbearable heat beyond the natural cover provided. The gurgling of the small river was almost musical, along with the sounds of birds and insects, it was truly peaceful here. “I love coming here, it’s like the world outside doesn’t exist, I can just be…me” Kora said with a note of sadness.

“You say that as if being you wasn’t a good thing?” Kyle turned to look down at the smaller collie, reaching out to gently touch his fingers under her chin and raise her gaze to meet his own.

“I’m…we’re not meant to exist, we’re an abomination, we’re monsters…so many of your kind have made that abundantly clear” Kora said with a hard edge to her words, her eyes beginning to tear up as she spoke openly.

“No, you’re not. Anyone whom thinks less of someone else simply because they’re don’t fit into their perfect little box of what right and proper is, they’re the monsters” Kyle sighed and stepped forward, wrapping his arms about Kora in a gentle hug.

“Those are some dangerous views you have in your head, Kyle” Kora sniffed and nuzzled into the side of his neck, her arms giving him a gentle squeeze.

“Dangerous for now, but they’re the right ones. One day I won’t be alone in thinking and feeling this way, I promise” He sighed and gently pet alone Kora’s back.

“I hope so” The collie girl replied softly, resting her cheek against his chest, her tail starting to wag slowly behind her.

“Even if I have to become President myself to do it, I will” he replied with conviction, blushing when Kora leaned back to look up at him with a questioning gaze.

“I believe you will” She said softly, before leaning in to press a soft kiss to his lips. It was different from what he was used to, not bad, but different. Her lips were different from human girls, but somehow softer and warmer. Even her body felt different, despite having a human shape to it, she felt somehow lighter but more compact. The closest comparison he could think of was comparing a steel rod to a carbon fiber compound one, both with the same structural strength, but one was lighter.

It felt completely natural, more so than anytime with his own species had, but Kyle soon found himself laying back on the soft lush green grass with Kora straddling his lap. Their lips seemed almost bonded at the atomic level with how feverishly they were making out. His hands brushed along her body, under her clothing and through her soft fur. Like finally visiting a location he’d seen on Google Maps, he knew the contours of her body, but experiencing them in person felt different and new. She felt similar to human girls, but different at the same time.

Kora ground herself down into his lap, right against his bulge as her long, soft tongue traced along his teeth before wrestling for domination with his own tongue. Kyle’s hands brushed up under her top, cupping over her breasts and his fingers finding her nipples with a gentle pinch and roll, making her huff hotly into the kiss. Even as she ground her crotch down against his bulge, he could feel her tail batting about between his knees down below, briefly bringing back awkward images of when his aunts non-anthro collie had slept on his chest when he was much younger, before he even knew what sex and sexuality were.

Somehow this felt right, like his life was coming full circle and Kora was the perfect person to realize that with. Kyle smiled as he realized he thought of her as a person first, not a pet, not an anthro, not even a paid for fucktoy. He thought of her as she wanted and deserved to be thought of, as Kora. It didn’t matter what labels the world slapped on her, she was and always would just be Kora to him.

Kyle didn’t know when or how they both removed their clothing, but when he felt the slight heat gripping around his cock as he lay atop Kora, he realized they were both sky clad. His hips slowly stirred, working his turgid member deep inside the smaller collie as she groaned sweetly for him. Laying back with her long black and white hair cast about her like a halo, her bright blue eyes sparkling up at him in the afternoon sun, Kora looked like a work of art. Her dull claws scratched against his bare hairless back as he leaned down to nibble along her fluffy throat, nibbling his way lower until he caught one of her nipples between his teeth to bite down on gently.

“Kyle!” Kora groaned and arched her back, her climax washing over her as he continued making love to her. That’s what it was, making love, not just fucking. Kyle wasn’t concerned about his own pleasure, he derived that from turning the collie into a whimpering and panting mess as he slowly and languidly took her multiple times in multiple positions. Finally, their afternoon of lazy and passionate love making culminated with Kyle’s arms wrapped about Kora, holding her close against his chest while he was still embedded deep within her, his member twitching as he spent his seed on a womb that would not bare his children. As his cock softened within Kora, she scooted her rump back against him, raising his hand to her lips to kiss at the back of it lovingly. “I wish this was how it would always be…” she mused with a soft pant.

“Me too” Kyle agreed, burying his face into the scruff of her neck and her long flowing hair, his arms giving the smaller woman a tight almost possessive squeeze. “I don’t suppose there are any job openings here…” he teased, perhaps with a hint of hope.

“If you came to work here, there’s be more than just job openings waiting for you” Kora laughed and began to lick at his hand, moving up along his wrist and arm as she gently cleaned her lover.

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“Is he alive?” Kyle asked Trent when he and Kora eventually returned back to their bunk house shortly before dinner time.

“Yeah, just that cow he had his eye on drained him dry. Poor guy is going to be cumming air for weeks” Trent laughed as he sat with an ice pack on his own crotch.

“You don’t look much better” Kyle pointed out with a smirk.

“Babe…phew, what a woman! She rode me raw, but goddamn I’m addicted. She’s…something” Trent admitted with a blush, making both Kyle and Kora raise their brows at him.

“Bertha too…what a woman!” Bret mumbled from under the pillow over his face, his hand raised to give a thumbs up.

“Holy fuck guys, we haven’t even been here one night and you’re both already pussy whipped?” Kyle laughed and looked back and forth between his friends.

“Oh yeah, what about you, lover boy?” Trent smirked and nodded down at Kyle holding Kora’s hand.

“Guilty as charged!” Kyle admitted with a laugh.

“This is going to be a really interesting weekend, isn’t it?” Bret finally asked as he sat up and stared at Kora. “Look, about earlier…I’m really sorry for what I did. I didn’t think…well, yeah. I just didn’t think, you’re more than just a convenient hole to stick my dick in. I get that now…” even beneath his dark complexion it was obvious, Bret was blushing.

“What the fuck, what did Bertha do to him?” Kyle asked with amazement at Bret’s sudden change of opinion about the anthro’s.

“If it’s anything like what Babe did to me, yeah…sorry for earlier Kora” Trent apologized with an even brighter blush on his pink cheeks. “Babe is amazing; she’s studying to be a physical therapist, she’s even deep into Buddhism…she makes me laugh and she fucks like a pornstar. I never thought I’d ever meet someone with all those different aspects in one sexy package, but…she’s right out there and she’s real!”

“Yeah, Bertha too. I came into this thinking you’d all just be dumb animals that looked like people, a nice little circus trick with nice tight holes to fuck guilt free. But having a big sexy cow with tits for days pin me down and explain how things work around here while she rode me slowly, I…was wrong. She figured me out in seconds, like…she got me to say things I never would’ve admitted to Alicia in a million years. But telling them all to Bertha felt natural, and she didn’t judge me either, she just accepted me for who I am, faults and all…” Bret agreed solemnly.

Kyle and Kora shared a knowing look, it was certainly going to be an interesting weekend on the Fun Farm.