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Tales of the Twin Schools

Chapter 4: The Science Project

Sunday morning at the Twin Schools was always a busy, bustling time. Kids ran about here and there, chattering excitedly about their plans for their last day of freedom before the school week began anew. Others worked on their homework for the next day, hastily scribbling essays or filling out worksheets.

However, other cubs were busy with an activity of a different sort.

Skye, Fire, and Jayden sat on the fennec's bed, staring at her holovision screen. As was usual for three cubs watching a show, they were reclined lazily, their eyes half-lidded. What was unusual was the fact that all three children were naked and in the process of masturbating.

The morning had started in a usual way for the trio, as Fire and Jayden came into Skye's room on invitation to watch some cartoons. The fennec had chattered excitedly with her brother and the wolf, wondering what kind of crazy adventures their heroes were going to get into this week. Other than some innocent innuendo and teasing between the three, it had been a normal day.

Then, as a commercial break kicked in, the screen had turned to a swirling, glowing array of colors and lights. A sound like a low, deep hum buzzed in the air, filling the room. A low, soothing voice had addressed them, talking about how sleepy they felt, and how good it would feel to just surrender. It had only taken a few moments before Skye, Jayden, and Fire each slumped back onto the bed, fast asleep.

The voice had given instructions to them, and they had obeyed. They had stripped out of their clothing, tossing it haphazardly aside, sat down on Skye's bed, and begun to pleasure themselves.

Skye sat in the middle, both paws wrapped around her upper penis. Her hips bucked back and forth as her soft, furry fingers tickled and caressed her stiff, twitching member. Fire sat to her right, one hand on his own member, his other hand wrapped around her lower penis. His bushy tail swished back and forth as he slowly and rhythmically stroked himself in time with her, rolling his thick foreskin up over his bulbous head before peeling it back down. Jayden sat on the other side of her, a hand on his own thick, pulsing cock and his other tracing Skye's vulva. He paid special attention to Skye's sensitive clitoris, rubbing the little nub. Pre streamed down all four of their shafts, lubricating their strokes.

The room was strangely silent; the only sounds were the wet "fap fap fap" of hands sliding along well-lubricated flesh, and the occasional soft catch of breath and splash of fluid as a particularly strong jet of precum splattered the floor. The three children had no consciousness, no will of their own, just a single driving imperative to stroke, squeeze, and caress.

Skye was the first to climax, as she was being pleasured by the two boys. She unceremoniously arched her back, her mouth opening wide in a silent moan. She gave one last pump in time with her brother's hand, then both of her lengths began to convulse. Two thick, pearly jets of cum erupted from both of her lengths, spouting high into the air. Her hips bucked back and forth as she shivered and shuddered. A hot, burning ache swelled in her loins every time a rich, sticky ejaculation boiled up her two members.

A moment later, Jayden gave a quiet grunt, his balls pulling tight against his shaft as he began to spasm. His own thick spouts of cum erupted a moment later, his body trembling in delight. He shuddered and sighed happily as Skye's soft hand squeezed around his foreskin, peeling it down. He could feel his balls churning as they pumped their burden up his length out into the world in sticky wet splatters.

Fire groaned and leaned back, shuddering in delight as he came, adding his own thick bursts of semen to the others. His strands of white fluid tangled with Skye and Jaydens' as his cock jerked in his grip, his thirteen inches spasming and convulsing. Every spasm shook his body, his eyes closed in delight.

The three cubs writhed and shuddered as their collective orgasm rushed through their bodies. One by one, they slumped back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling even as their shafts continued to spurt and gush into the air. They moaned and whimpered, feeling their lengths pulse, the thick hot cum boiling up their flesh and out into the world.

The holovision suddenly gave a buzzing noise and the swirling pattern of light and color changed back to the cartoon. The three cubs blinked dazedly, awareness slowly coming back to them as they continued to spurt and shudder in pure pleasure.

"Nnng... Nothing like using a commercial break for a quick s-splurtie session..." Skye purred, caressing her two lengths as they spilled semen onto her stomach.

"Y-Yeah... but now we're gonna miss Adventures of the Cub Crusaders, because we've gotta shower all this goo outta our fur..." Jayden groaned, stroking himself as he aimed his length to the side, splashing the sheets.

"Meh, Cub Crusaders hasn't been as good since the third season..." Fire grunted, shivering as Skye fondled his heavy sack, coaxing a few more gushes out of him.

"Mmmm..."

"...You really enjoy my balls that much, Skye?" Fire asked.

"...That wasn't me moaning," Skye said, blinking.

"...My voice isn't THAT high," Jayden said as the brother and sister looked at him.

"Oopsies..." a voice squeaked from the door. The three kids blinked and turned to see the slightest glimpse of red-orange fur and a large blue-green eye there.

As one, the three kids leapt off the bed and rushed to the door, just in time to see a young cheetah girl race off as fast as her legs would take her.

"Was... that Tiffany?" Skye asked, blinking.

"...I think it was." Jayden replied.

"What the heck was she doing? C'mon!" Fire growled, dashing down the hall.

"He does realize he's still totally naked, half-hard, dripping, and covered in stuff?" Jayden asked Skye.

"He's probably forgotten, but since when has that ever stopped us?" Skye asked rhetorically, before opening her wings and flapping hard. She took off, racing after her brother.

The three kids gave chase down the various hallways of the dorms, occasionally bowling over an student, ignoring their indignant shouts. They skidded around corners, panting heavily as Tiffany dashed as hard as she could.

Unfortunately for her, she took a wrong turn and wound up down a dead end with only one exit... A girl's bathroom. Tiffany leapt inside. Without hesitation, Skye barged in after her. The fox and the wolf sweatdropped nervously, stopping at the door. Skye peeked out, frowning.

"...Are you coming or not?" she asked.

"...It's a girls' bathroom!" Jayden replied.

"...And? Don't tell me you haven't wondered what it's like in here. And there's no one in here except me and Tiff..." Skye replied, staring at the boys bluntly. Jayden and Fire looked at each other.

"When are we ever gonna get this chance again?" Fire asked, grinning, heading inside after his sister.

"After Mr. Bugs castrates us and puts us in detention for years for this?" Jayden replied, sighing resignedly as he followed the foxboy in.

To the boys' immense disappointment, the girls' bathroom was identical to the boys' in every way except one... The wallpaper was pink and flowery instead of a plain blue. Sighing dejectedly, Jayden and Fire turned to see Tiff cowering against the wall.

The girl was around eight years old, and a little short for her age. She was a cheetah girl, but did not look anything like Noa. She was covered in red-orange fur, her hair styled in to spiky bangs. Her spots were strangely patterened, almost resembling tiger-stripes. The edges of her bangs were pure white. The most exotic part of Tiff's appearance was her face. It was shaped differently than most humanoids. Instead of having a muzzle, her face was mostly flat, her nose coming to a triangular point. Her triangular ears were on the sides of her head, rather than on the top. It was coated in white fur, with a black slash covering each of her eyes. Her eyes were equally unusual, as they were a deep teal color, with the whites of her eyes being a reflective green.

Her long tail flicked back and forth nervously as she looked back and forth between Skye, Jayden, and Fire. A twitching, dripping phallus hung, half-limp out of her panties, clearly visible as her skirt was hiked up. Tiffany's cock was as exotic as the rest of her, as it had no sheath, leaving Skye to wonder exactly what she did with it when she wasn't erect. Thick semen leaked from the head, spilling onto the tiled floor. She blushed nervously, a red flush coming to her cheeks.

Cornered, Tiffany sweatdropped and whimpered as the girl and two boys advanced on her. She turned her head back and forth, looking for an escape route, but there was none.

"Tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiffy, why were you watching us?" Skye growled in a threatening sing-song voice. Seeing there was no way out, Tiffany sighed and bowed her head.

"....I was... recording scientific data..." She squeaked, "Please, just... not the face!"

"...We weren't gonna beat you up, dummy. Tickle you until you plead for mercy, yes... but not hurt you!" Skye said, exasperated, "and what do you MEAN, recording scientific data?"

"She was scribbling something in that notebook! Lemme see!" Fire exclaimed, nabbing it straight out of Tiffany's hands.

"Hey! Give it back! Don't look!" she squeaked as Fire flipped it open... and blinked in surprise.Ev

"...What the heck is this? It's just a buncha unreadable scribbles!" he frowned, "A couple of sketches of boys or girls' thingies, but that's normal for ANY notebook in this school."

Tiffany snatched back the notebook, growling, "It's the written language from my home dimension. We don't speak the same language you guys do! And these are my scientific notes!"

"Notes of WHAT?" Jayden questioned. Tiffany sighed.

"Of the varied sexual attributes of my classmates!" she finally exclaimed, a blush rushing to her cheeks.

"The very sexy what-now?" Skye asked, confused. Tiff brushed a lock of her hair out of her face, grumbling as she sat back, knowing they wouldn't let her go until she explained.

"...Boys and girls in these schools come from a wide variety of places, including other planets and dimensions, right? And they have all shapes and sizes of penises and vaginas. This notebook is for collecting information about the more interesting sexual abilities that other kids have," Tiffany elaborated. Skye, Fire, and Jayden looked at each other, frowning.

"You've been watching people spurt and writing down what their thingies and milk looks like?" Fire asked in disbelief, "And people say PAL is a pervert."

Tiff's eyes went wide and she blushed so hard that her cheeks almost bruised as she stammered, "I-It's not about being a perv!!! I-It's for science!!! My auntie is one of my world's greatest scientists, and she's curious! Also, I get extra credit for turning my notes in to Ms. Hackwrench as a science project!"

"Did you account for the physiological changes involved in different circumstances and situations?" Jayden asked, pushing his glasses up his muzzle as he examined the book.

"Yes, actually! For example, your erection is always .57 centimeters larger when either Skye or Kiyone is around!" Tiff said eagerly, grinning and nodding. Jayden coughed and spluttered weakly, his glasses fogging as he turned away from the fennec.

Skye and her brother both giggled and sang, "Nerrrrrrrrrrds!!!"

There was a moment's silence as Tiffany blinked, suddenly realizing an interesting way out of her predicament... and getting even more data in the process.

"...Hey, you guys could help me! I'm just one girl and there's so much sex-stuff going on around here that I can't possibly get to it all... With your help, I could get this done a LOT quicker and I'd talk to Ms. Hackwrench and get you extra credit too!" Tiff exclaimed, grinning, "...Plus you'd get to watch people having sex!"

"...Watching people splurt their milk all over and getting PAID for it? Sister, you got a DEAL!" Skye said with an eager grin, shaking Tiff's hand.

*****

The next day, the cubs met up with Tiffany in the common area. The girl looked exhausted, with large dark circles under her eyes. Several datapads sat in her lap as she leaned back, waiting for Skye, Fire, and Jayden to take their seats.

"Okay... so I've transcribed my notebook onto these datapads in your language so you can actually READ them... Took me all night..." Tiff yawned sleepily, "You don't need to be scientific about explaining what you see or hear, but be as descriptive as possible. If you can draw? Do that too."

Skye took a pad and booted it up, looking down the list curiously. Tiff had already written notes on over fifty of their classmates, describing their genital size, shape, unusual colors or interesting features, semen volume, semen consistency, and other assorted details. Strangely, Tiffany was right; Skye, being about as much of a layperson as one could be, could understand everything she wrote down without too much trouble.

"...Hamton has a half-hour long orgasm? No wonder the teachers make him go to the nurse's office every time he spurts. That would disrupt class," Fire remarked.

"Actually, feral pigs do the same... Same in my home dimension, in fact. It makes sense that an anthro pig would have the same sexual ability," Tiffany informed him, "Just be glad Hamton has a normal humanoid penis rather than an actual porcine one..."

"So uh... how do we do this?" Jayden asked, frowning.

"Just observe your classmates. If you see someone having an orgasm and there's something unusual or interesting about them, write it down in as much detail as you can. Feel free to be a voyeur like I was doing, you usually get better data like that... or with personal experience," Tiff replied.

"Personal experience...?" Skye gestured for Tiff to elaborate.

"...Actually have sex with them. Actually, that's often even better, since you can actually ASK them questions about their anatomy or abilities," Tiff said, grinning.

"...That'll work," Skye said flatly, rubbing the bulge in her jeans with a free hand as she scrolled through page after page of notes about cocks, cum, and cunnies.

"Just remember, this is all due back to me by next week. That's when I turn it in. I get 1 point of credit for every person I take notes on... and so do you, now. But the notes have to be good!" Tiffany reminded them, her tail flicking playfully.

*****

It was mid-afternoon on Wednesday. The girls' class was in a free period. During this period, the kids could work on homework, study, do extra credit, or even spend time with clubs. Or conversely, they could hang out, chat, and waste time talking gossip.

Skye had her "special" notebook out, eyeing the other kids curiously, looking for anything she could write down. Unfortunately, it was a suprisingly tame free period, as none of the girls seemed interested in doing anything sexual. Sighing at the lost potential for making extra credit, Skye slumped in her desk chair.

"No luck?" Kiyone asked out of the corner of her mouth, her eyes low in the textbook she was reading. Being inseperable, the first person Skye had told about her deal with Tiffany and Ms. Hackwrench was the red-furred vixen.

"Not a one. Haven't written a thing since second period when Shara accidentally knocked over her desk for the third time with her thingie. I managed to get a sketch of it... Sorta," Skye remarked, wincing as she looked at her crude drawing. The fennec was not particularly known for her artistic talent. Kiyo giggled.

"I'll redraw it for you tonight when we get back to the dorm. I've seen it enough to draw it better," Kiyo reassured her.

"Kiyo, we live in a school where we pull our thingies out of our pants at the drop of a pin. Why am I not getting anything?" Skye asked, grunting as she flipped through a few pages of her notes.

"Not EVERYTHING can be about sex, Skye," Kiyo replied lazily, scribbling an answer onto a worksheet.

"When it's for extra credit, it can be," Skye replied, annoyed.

"Maybe you need to stop looking for an opportunity and try creating one. It's not like it's difficult around here to get someone to drop their pants..." Kiyone replied, "...Just... leave me out of it. I already have enough extra credit, and knowing you, you'll find a way to get into trouble doing this."

Skye stuck out her tongue at Kiyo, who giggled softly, before returning her attention to her homework. Skye sighed, realizing Kiyone was right. She couldn't just look for sex all the time; she'd have to be more proactive about it. The little fennec wracked her brain, going through her mental rolodex of classmates and their sexual abilities for ones that she had not written down.

It was then that she happened to look across the room and see a small group of her classmates and Ms. Heindell sitting together.

"Okay, Ryo-Ohki, it's time for more language lessons. Are you ready?" Ms. Heindell asked with a smile, sitting on the floor near the small group.

"Myaooo..." came the response from a girl in the middle.

Ryo-Ohki was a cat-rabbit, but of a different sort than Gazi. Like Tiffany, she was not from Breezeport, but came there from another dimension to be schooled at Our Lady. She was younger than most of the students, around six or seven years old. She had deep, chocolatey brown fur. Her hairstyle was extremely large, spiking up before cascading down her back in a gigantic mane. Her hair was light-blue, with a wide streak of brown straight down the center. Her ears weren't on top of her head, but on the sides, jutting out almost six inches, long and furry. Her eyes were golden and very, very large.

A distinctive aspect about Ryo was that the girl could not speak. She could understand anything anyone said to her, and could read and write, but she had not learned how to speak the language. She communicated mostly in mewls, although she had learned "yes," "no," and a few other assorted words... most notably, "carrot!" Strangely, despite only speaking a few words, it was often rather easy to figure out what Ryo-Ohki was trying to say.

"Okay, Ryo! What's this?" Tayl squeaked as she pointed at the desk. Ryo frowned and her mouth moved slowly, as if practicing forming the words before she actually said it.

"Mrresssk?" she mewled.

"She's getting a little closer!" Ms. Heindell giggled encouragingly, patting the girl's head affectionately. Ryo smiled and nodded eagerly.

"Are we SURE she's not just playin' games with us? I mean, I could swear that I saw her recitin' Shakespeare when she thought no one was lookin'," Pal drawled lazily, looking up from a book she was reading at her desk nearby.

Ryo-Ohki glared at Pal and responded with a rather flat "NO," making it quite clear that the flower girl was making that up.

<I'd translate her thoughts for her, but she's saying some things that I'd get detention for,> Mew replied from her own seat, where she was playing a card game with Sally.

This, Ryo-Ohki responded to with an enthusiastic "Yes."

"Oh, girls, quit teasing Ryo. She'll get better at it as she goes. Now, Ryo, why don't you try saying 'desk' again?" Ms. Heindell sighed, chuckling softly.

Skye watched this exchange with mild interest, having tried to help out with Ryo-Ohki's language lessons herself. Unfortunately, Ryo hadn't quite picked up the finer art of calling Skye's brother a "fluffy-headed dummy," so it hadn't gone quite as well as she would have hoped.

Beside Ryo, Shara fumbled with the straw for a juice drink. She grunted as she finally managed to pierce it with the plastic straw, but squeezed too hard in the process. Fruit juice sprayed out of the straw all over Ryo-Ohki. The girl squealed and mewled in dismay, her uniform and fur drenched.

"Oh, dear! That's going to get sticky fast. Ryo, you're dismissed to go to the dorms and wash off... Can someone escort her?" Ms. Heindell asked, addressing the class. Skye blinked, suddenly realizing she had a great chance.

"I'll do it, Ms. Heindell!" she piped in, raising her paw as she leapt from her seat. Ryo-Ohki mewled softly as she tried to mop some of the juice out of her fur with her uniform's scarf.

"Okay... but be sure to be back before the next class starts, Skye. No funny business..." Ms. Heindell instructed.

"Yes, ma'am..." Skye said, making her eyes as big and innocent as she could. Ms. Heindell stared at Skye for a minute or two, knowing how mischievous the little fox could be; but sighed and turned her attention back to the class. Skye gently took Ryo's paw and led her out of the room into the halls.

"Huh. That was an odd coincidence. It's almost like it was an easy contrivance to get us out of the classroom together... But nahhhhh..." Skye muttered to herself, leading Ryo-Ohki to the dorms.

"Mewrawr?" Ryo-Ohki inquired, blinking at Skye.

"...Huh? No, I wasn't talking to you. Just thinking to myself," the fennec replied with a smirk, "Let's get you clean!"

*****

"Mrowr. Mew, meow..." Ryo-Ohki complained as Skye ushered her into her dorm room.

"Don't be silly, Ryo. Ms. Heindell told me to escort you, so that's what I'm doing. Now get undressed so we can get that juice outta your fur before it get sticky," Skye replied, brushing a lock of her pink hair out of her face. Ryo gave the vixen a sidelong glance that clearly showed suspicion.

However, the cabbit sighed and relented, untying her scarf. Her blouse fell to the floor, her little pink nipples already peeking through her fur. The cabbit began to slowly lower her skirt, but stopped in mid-movement, staring at Skye.

"Myao, mraoow," she complained.

"Ryo, it's not like I haven't seen it all before..." Skye said flatly, crossing her arms over her chest.

"...Mew?" Ryo queried.

"I'm here because Ms. Heindell told me to escort ya. I'm stickin' around until I'm sure you're all clean!" explained Skye. Ryo-Ohki stared at Skye for a moment, and when it was clear the fennec would not leave, she sighed heavily and continued to undress. She meowed to herself as she removed her skirt, then slid her panties down her thighs.

Skye made no effort to hide the fact that she was watching. She grinned at the sight of Ryo's pink nipples poking through her fur. Ryo-Ohki's sheath was already swollen, the tip of her penis poking out from Skye's open ogling. Ryo's brown fur shimmered in the fluorescent lights as she looked down at her juice-soaked fur, mumbling something to herself softly.

"Who the heck is Tenchi?" Skye asked, overhearing a little of it. Admittedly, it was hard for Skye not to overhear things with the size of her large ears.

"Meww," Ryo-Ohki responded, waving a hand dismissively. The tiny cub turned and sighed, walking into the bathroom. Skye heard the water turn on a moment later and watched wisps of steam waft out of the door. She leaned back for a moment, slowly stroking the front of her skirt as she counted down from sixty in her head, estimating how long it would take for Ryo-Ohki to let her guard down. When she reached zero, the vixen smirked and climbed to her feet, her large bushy tail wagging. Her wings fluttered as she sneaked over towards the door and peeked around the frame, her green eyes glittering mischievously.

Ryo-Ohki's body was silhouetted in the translucent door of the shower, her tiny, slim frame slightly obscured through the steam billowing up around her. The child was humming tunelessly to herself as she soaped up her body, slowly lathering her fur to wash the sticky juice out of it. Her penis had erected, jutting out from her hips and bobbing with her movements. Skye estimated it was close to nine inches long, scribbling into the special notebook.

Ryo seemed to ignore her erection as she worked to get the sticky juice out of her fur and hair, using liberal amounts of shampoo. Skye sighed to herself, watching the rigid length of flesh twitch. It did not look likely that the cabbit would do anything fun. The fennec grunted to herself and resolved to MAKE something happen.

Skye quickly untied her scarf, dropping it to the floor. Her fingers fumbling with haste, she yanked her blouse over her head, stifling a yelp as it got caught on her pink ponytail. The fennec grumbled to herself about how nothing was ever easy as she stepped out of her skirt and panties, letting her two penises hang half-erect out of her sheath.

The fennec was just preparing to barge into the bathroom, throw open the shower door, and grope Ryo when she heard a muffled moan of pleasure. Blinking in surprise, Skye peeked inside once more.

Ryo's penis was jumping and jerking up and down, slinging thick ropes of fluid against the shower wall with a wet splat. Ryo's hands were braced against the walls of the shower, her little round hips thrusting in time with each spurt. Her long twin manes swayed with each movement, her little puffball tail twitching. She had stuffed a washcloth into her mouth to attempt to muffle her cries and whimpers, but Skye's hearing was much too sensitive not to pick it up.

Skye couldn't believe what she was seeing. Ryo had never touched herself. Skye had only looked away for a fraction of a second, so there was no possible way she could have stroked herself to an orgasm. Even Sonic, notorious for his hair-trigger, wasn't this easy to set off. But the evidence was right before her eyes, as the little six-year-old trembled in ecstasy.

The fox slowly walked into the bathroom, getting closer to the shower since Ryo was clearly distracted. Ryo's cock rippled and throbbed visibly, pumping burst after burst of gooey white liquid to splash against the shower wall, dribbling down. She mewled through her makeshift gag, shuddering in joy. Her brown fur was matted down with water, her hair limp and loose around her. Streaks of semen stained her body as her penis jerked about uncontrollably, free to bounce around without her hand to restrain it. Her nectar flowed down her inner thighs, matting the fur down further as she shivered. Her toes curled as she bit down on the washcloth, riding the crests and troughs of her orgasm.

Just as suddenly as the torrent started, it stopped. It wasn't as if it were a slow and gradual lessening of power and strength, her ejaculations decreasing with each successive spurt. Instead, it was like a faucet being shut off quickly. The gushes just stopped altogether, reduced to a sticky dribble from Ryo's fat head, spilling to the shower floor to be washed away.

The little girl sighed softly, removing the washcloth from her mouth. She spit a few times to get the taste out, wincing at her sore jaw. Ryo's fingers dipped into one of the streaks of cum on the wall, picking up a dollop, which she licked off eagerly.

"How the heck did you do THAT?!" Skye blurted.

Ryo-Ohki's golden eyes went wide, as her fur puffed out and she let out a yowl of shock and surprise. She jumped and squealed, as Skye watched her amusedly. Once she calmed down from the surprise, Ryo let out with a barrage of mewls and meows.

"Wait, what? Slow down, I can't... You're speaking too fa--... What was that about cheese and a donkey?" Skye asked, trying to keep up. Ryo stopped and stared at Skye for a moment, seeming to realize the fox was naked for the first time... and extremely erect. Her cheeks flushed and she took a deep breath and began to meow a little slower.

"...You can make yourself spurt at will? That's... SO COOL!!!" Skye exclaimed, as Ryo blushed deeply, trying not to stare as the fennec's twin penises bobbed up and down excitedly.

Suddenly, Ryo felt hands on her shaft, squeezing her tight. She mewled in shock as Skye dropped to her knees, stroking and caressing her cock. The cabbit moaned involuntarily, shivering in pleasure as she arched her back.

"C'mon! Do it! I wanna see!!!" Skye giggled, squeezing Ryo's sheath.

"Mrew! Mew myao nyao!!!" Ryo complained, shaking her head repeatedly.

"I'm not takin' no for an answer! Either get your splurties or I'll MAKE you squirt!" Skye growled lustfully, grinning wide enough to show off her fangs. Ryo sweatdropped and tried to pull away from the fennec, but could not. Instead, Skye opened her muzzle as wide as it could go, and dove forward.

Ryo gasped as all nine inches were buried into Skye's warm, wet muzzle. The head of her penis brushed the back of Skye's throat as the fennec murmured around her. The green-eyed fox smirked evilly, her tail wagging playfully as she suckled deeply and loudly around the cabbit's phallus.

The blue and brown-haired girl was shocked and surprised by the fennec's sudden attack. Her fur stood on end, her little toes curling. Ryo opened her mouth in complaint, but all that came out was a loud, long moan of joy. Against her will, she felt certain muscles in her groin begin to tense and squeeze. Pleasure erupted through her, her back arched, and her little pufftail twitched.

Skye's cheeks bulged out suddenly as Ryo ejaculated straight into her mouth. The vixen gasped in surprise, gulping down the salty-sweet goo as fast as she could, not wanting to choke. Ryo-Ohki's body trembled and shook as she mewled in ecstasy, startled into climaxing. Her cock bounced and jerked, spilling gush after gush into Skye's muzzle. Skye moaned in pleasure, bobbing her head, trying to milk Ryo-Ohki for her semen.

To her surprise, Skye found she could almost suck the cum out of Ryo, the flow was so powerful. She moaned in delight as she drank her fill, the sticky, thick goo running down out of the corners of her muzzle. It spilled onto her chest, drenching the fur as it dripped down over her nipples.

After a full two minutes, Skye pulled free of Ryo, giving a refreshed "ah" of delight. She giggled and began to pump Ryo's cock in time with her spurts, watching the sticky fluid pump up and out in hot ropes.

"C'mon, Ryo! Show me what you can do! I mean, you're already gushin' like crazy... Might as well go ahead, right?" Skye giggled playfully, nipping at Ryo-Ohki's foreskin gently.

"Nyeow..." Ryo admitted, gritting her teeth in pleasure. Sighing in disbelief at her situation, Ryo screwed up her face in concentration.

As she did, the semen erupting from Ryo's cock suddenly thickened dramatically, turning stickier and richer. Skye spluttered as the jets increased in force and volume, plastering her face. Gooey strands draped over her muzzle, spilling into her hair, coating her in a milky glaze. Skye spluttered in surprise, amazed as Ryo's cock rippled visibly, pumping blasts of thick spunk into her hair.

A small grin grew on Ryo's face as she concentrated, controlling her climax. Skye gasped as the spurts suddenly grew longer in length, each successive gush lasting a second longer than the last.

Skye blinked as Ryo suddenly pulled away from her, yanking her cock free from the vixen's hands. Before Skye could react, Ryo shoved Skye back, knocking her to the floor. Skye yelped in protest, but before she could say anything, the tiny cabbit was between her legs. Ryo pressed her twitching, gushing phallus in between Skye's legs, beginning to rub back and forth against the vixen's vulva. She drenched Skye's mound in semen, splashing the vixen's twin penises, making Skye gasp in delight.

With a sharp thrust, Ryo plunged hilt-deep into Skye, moaning as her cock was hugged by soft, wet, hot tightness. Skye howled in surprise, feeling jets of hot liquid flood her tiny, young womb. The cabbit thrust a few times, working her penis deeper into Skye, savoring the feeling of the older girl's inner walls clench and trembling around her hardness.

And then, she stopped. Skye blinked in suprise as Ryo pressed her hips to hers, her pubic fur tickling the vixen's clitoris. She huffed and panted, trying to sit up on her elbows.

"Ryo-Ohki, w-what the..." Skye began to ask, but cut her sentence off halfway. Ryo's face was contorted in concentration and strain. Suddenly, Ryo's gushes turned into one singular, long, continuous eruption. Skye gasped and arched her back uncontrollably. The experience was much like having a very long, hard firehose shoved deep inside her, one that sprayed not water, but steaming-hot fluid the texture of mayonnaise. Ryo's semen coated her inner walls, overflowing Skye within less than a second.

Skye howled. Her hips thrust against Ryo instinctively. Her twin members jerked and jumped, precum streaming down her flesh. The cat-rabbit moaned and yowled in ecstasy, riding her gigantic, seemingly endless orgasm. She ground against Skye, feeling waves of her cum flood back out of her, splashing across her front.

And then, as Skye's stomach began to swell outward, the gallons of rich cum inside her, she howled in joy again. Her twin members began to spasm, then erupt, firing two thick sprays of cum into the air. Without once touching herself, Skye's members jerked and jumped, slinging thick hot ropes of her spunk over herself. Skye's climax was powerful, though not nearly as much as Ryo's. The cabbit purred happily as she wrapped her tiny fingers around both of Skye's erections, slowly milking the fox's foreskins in time. Ryo didn't thrust her hips. She simply sat there, concentrating hard as she clenched certain muscles deep inside her, pumping a literal constant stream of goo into Skye.

Skye shuddered and clenched around Ryo-Ohki's penis, milking the younger girl for as much as she could produce. Her twin members erupted again and again, splashing Ryo's fur, streaking her brown fur with white. Ryo stuck her tongue out, lapping at the air, gulping down the fresh salty-sweet cream. The little fennec was famed among her classmates for her production, and Ryo was determined to match her just out of sheer lust.

The fennec, however, wasn't determined to do anything. Her mind had exploded in pleasure. She could not remember the last time someone had filled her so full of spunk. She could feel it sloshing around inside her, flooding back out of her in an incredibly hot flow. Her body moved on its own, her hips pumping rapidly, her back arching, and her toes curling. She babbled incoherently, only stopping to gasp for breath or gulp down a mouthful of her own semen. Her twin members were rigid, twitching and spasming as they fired off over and over, splattering much of Ryo's bathroom.

It seemed to take ages, but Skye's intense gushes soon slowed. Her body couldn't keep the sheer amount of pleasure up. She slumped back, moaning weakly as all the tension left her body. Her twin members flopped weakly onto her stomach, drooling cum into a puddle. Her tail swished slowly as she lay there, her wings fluttering weakly.

As Skye's climax died down, Ryo pulled free of her, slowing her own orgasm. She slowly untensed the muscles inside her, causing her intense singular rush of cum to slow back down into individual spurts. Ryo moaned and slowly rubbed her penis against Skye's quivering muff, spouting over the fennec's shafts and her fuzzy tummy, before pulling away to savor the last of her climax on herself.

Skye was drenched. Utterly drenched. She lay on the bathroom floor, her chest heaving, eyes rolled up in her head. Her hips trembled, the occasional double spurt of her own semen splashing onto her stomach in the aftermath. If she moved, Ryo could see an outline left on the floor. The fennec lay utterly insensiate, apparently half-conscious.

Ryo panted a little as she rubbed her penis, milking out the last droplets of semen onto Skye's face. She sat back, trying to catch her breath as she looked up at the clock. She squeaked in shock. She had ten minutes until her next class, and she was a mess again!

The six-year-old blinked and looked down at Skye. From the weak, dazed-but-happy gurgle the fox made, it was clear she wasn't going to be moving any time soon.

Ryo-Ohki shrugged to herself and climbed back in the shower. As the hot water pounded down on her flat chest and washed away the accumulated fluids in a cloudy, milky flow, Ryo wondered exactly how she was going to make an excuse for Skye's absence if she couldn't speak...

*****

Across the cul-de-sac, in the boys' school, Fire was having much more luck than Skye was getting entries in his book. Whether it was the fact that boys were naturally more horny, or the fact that Fire himself was more determined, in just this morning, Fire had already racked up three separate entries about his classmates.

Fire even debated just telling everyone about the project, having the idea that the boys would be more than eager to just drop trou and show off for him. He figured they'd line up around the block.

Unfortunately, Jayden dropped in with a reality check, informing him that revealling the project would mean that all the other kids would want extra credit too. He doubted Ms. Hackwrench would be willing to give every single kid in the boys' school extra credit. Fire had grumbled about Jayden being a buzzkill, but agreed with his logic in private.

Fire sighed and leaned back in his desk chair, a hand slipped down the front of his uniform's pants to fondle his sheath lazily. It was the beginning of Art Class, and he was bored out of his skull. While Fire was an extremely talented artist who loved this class, the fact was that it could be extremely dull. The class was broken into two halves, a lecture on art history or techniques, and then actual practice and projects. Right now, Fire was suffering through the lecture, preoccupied by thoughts of the extra credit he could be earning now.

This was made worse, by the fact that the teacher, Mr. Mewtwo, happened to be a telepath like his younger sister Mew. This meant that since he couldn't speak, he projected his words directly into the minds of his students. This also meant that it was nearly impossible to ignore him or slack off.

Mr. Mewtwo Royale was tall, nearly seven feet. He had a vaguely feline appearance, with ears that went up like horns, and piercing violet eyes. His body was strangely shaped, with a thin, lithe upper body, leading down to extremely wide and powerful hips. His legs were digitigrade, allowing him to walk on his toes. It was a common joke around the two campuses of the Twin Schools that Mewtwo's hips were so large because he needed to support the sheer size of his penis. Once students and staff alike had seen it, the joke seemed more plausible.

<Now, stippling is a technique that allows an artist to use little dots to shade or create shape and texture. Using this skill, you can create three-dimensional-looking objects, if you use a little finesse. It's also the same technique that comic books used to use to print in color, back before digital coloring existed. And if you don't put away THAT comic right now, Sonic, I'll stipple your face with a magic marker to demonstrate,> Mewtwo said, writing on the holoboard at the front of the classroom. Sonic groaned nearby and slipped a comic out from inside his art textbook, putting it away inside his backpack.

The lecture continued for a while longer, before Mr. Mewtwo finally opened up the class for practice. The tall feline-like creature brought out the easels from a back closet, floating supplies telekinetically to the student's desks.

Fire picked up a pencil to begin sketching, before he paused. He suddenly had a brilliant idea for how to get more entries in his book, and a way to make the class more interesting at the same time. He raised his hand high.

<...Fire, do you have a question?> asked Mewtwo, raising his eyebrow as he glanced at the fox.

"Yeah, I've been havin' trouble drawing anatomy. I was wondering if we could do a nude model?" Fire asked. Mewtwo stopped in midstep and turned to stare at Fire. The little fox sweatdropped nervously from the sharpness of the feline's gaze.

<...Fire, I'm a telepath. You can't hide your thoughts from me. If you want extra credit for another class, do it on your own time, not during my class,> Mewtwo said flatly. Fire sighed and hung his head. Mewtwo stared at the foxboy for a moment longer, before sighing and shaking his head.

<I'm too nice for my own good,> he thought to himself, before projecting his next thoughts to the class, <Fire DOES bring up a good point. We haven't had much practice drawing the humanoid form. So... Let's have a couple of volunteers up here...>

Fire perked up and grinned wide as Mewtwo caught his eye and winked at him. The boys looked at each other curiously, wondering who would volunteer for something like this. To everyone's surprise, it was Buster Bunny and Arc Pikachu who raised their hands, standing up and walking to the middle of the room.

<Good! You'll both get an extra point of credit for this,> Mewtwo said, eliciting more groans from all of the children who did not volunteer.

"So, uh... What do we gotta do, Teach?" Buster asked, putting his hands in his pockets.

<Get out of your clothes. We'll practice drawing cloth and clothes later,> Mewtwo replied, smiling.

Arc looked a little nervous, although it was hard to tell if he was blushing or not, with the crimson patches on his cheek. He unbuttoned his shirt, baring his flat chest. The yellow fur glimmered in the fluorescent light as he slipped out of the sleeves, kicking off his shoes. He set to work unbuttoning his uniform's pants, unzipping the fly. Catcalls and whistles sounded from the other boys, making Arc hesitate.

<Boys, settle down,> Mewtwo chided, and the other students quieted down.

Arc grunted, and continued to pull down his khakis, revealling his bare loins. The boy wore no underwear. With most boys, their sheathes were barely visible when unaroused, but Arc's was a large bulge that everyone could easily see. The mouse stood in the center of the room, lifting his head high, his cheeks sparking with little bursts of electricity in defiance of his embarrassment.

Buster stood beside him, having stripped out of his own clothes. His big foot tapped the floor impatiently as he crossed his arms over his chest. Unlike Arc, his groin appeared almost completely flat. Fire thought he could barely see the curve of the boy's pouch, but it was hard to tell.

<Now, everyone, let's get started,> Mewtwo announced, <Arc, you pose for the left side of the room. Buster, take the right.>

"Uh, okay, big bro... Er, Mr. Mewtwo..." Arc agreed, correcting himself in mid-sentence.

The boys stood before the others, simply standing in place to let the other kids begin drawing. Fire began to sketch on his canvas, grumbling as he wondered exactly how he was going to get his chance.

<Well, now would be that opportunity, Fire...> a voice whispered in his mind. Fire blinked and looked up. Something was strange. The chatter that normally filled the room had quieted. Fire's classmates all had a weird, vacant look on their faces, although they continued to sketch. Buster and Arc both stood completely still, staring at the far wall with a blank gaze.

"Uh..." Fire said aloud, looking around.

<They're under my power, Fire. All of them, particularly my little brother and Buster. You can go ahead and do what you need to and no one will notice a thing,> Mewtwo said softly.

Fire got up from behind his canvas and looked around slowly and cautiously. No one looked up from their sketches, except to look up at Buster and Arc momentarily.

<No one can see or hear you, or anything they'll say, Fire. Go ahead, ask your questions, study them,> Mewtwo purred into Fire's mind.

"...Th-Thanks, Mr. Mewtwo..." Fire replied, blushing as he walked out into the center of the room. Sure enough, the other children continued to sketch, their eyes slightly glassy as they worked. They did not seem to notice a thing, as Mewtwo fed their minds with false imagery, hiding reality from them.

<Don't thank me yet. You'll be coming to my studio after class to help me clean up after school in order to pay for this opportunity,> Mewtwo replied with a smirk, slowly unzipping his pants behind his desk. He sighed softly, beginning to slowly caress his sheath, feeling it swell at his touch.

Fire blushed and looked at Arc and Buster. The mouse and rabbit had blank expressions, not a hint of emotion or intelligence in their visage. The fox waved a hand in front of Arc's face, but the boy did not react in any manner.

"Uh... can you hear me, guys?" Fire asked, glancing back at Mewtwo. The purple-furred adult chuckled aloud, amused with the boy's timidity.

"Yes..." Arc murmured, his voice dull and low.

"...I can hear you..." Buster mumbled dreamily.

Fire nodded to himself, deciding he might as well go all the way. He reached up and began to slowly rub and squeeze between the two boys' legs. Arc moaned and Buster grunted as their bodies responded almost instantly to his touch. Their sheaths swelled, becoming visible through their fur. The two boys shivered as the fox slowly caressed them, trying to coax them to arousal.

Mewtwo smirked and decided to help Fire out to speed things along. He reached into Arc and Buster's entranced minds, stimulating them. Their sheaths expanded quickly, and the fat heads of their penises pushed out into Fire's paws. The fox blinked in surprise and gasped as their shafts slid out into his hands rapidly, expanding inch after inch. The wide glans pressed against the boy's furry cheeks.

Sitting back on his haunches, Fire brushed a lock of his red-orange hair into place. He practically salivated as his uniform's pants grew tight. He looked down and watched as a growing bulge slithered down along his right leg, expanding and stretching the fabric. He shivered in pleasure and slight discomfort at the same time, his tail swishing slowly.

It took a little while, but soon Arc and Buster were fully erect. Arc's penis was gigantic, standing out from his hips. It was longer than Fire's forearm, and almost as thick. Angry veins bulged along the sides of the pink flesh. Arc moaned softly as Fire tugged gently at his foreskin, which covered all but the tip of a massive glans the size of both of Fire's fists put together. Below, two large, swollen testicles hung down, easily the size of a pair of extremely large grapefruits. Arc's sack was covered in thick golden fuzz, and it swayed with every slight movement. The fox blushed, feeling his pants grow even tighter as his erection strained.

Beside Arc, Buster's penis was somewhat less impressive, but still over a foot in length. The rabbit's cock pulsed, bobbing up and down at a length that Fire estimated was slightly smaller than his own. Pre leaked from the tip, spilling down his flesh in a sticky rivulet. This drew the foxboy's eyes to what WAS impressive about Buster.

The boy's balls were enormous. Even in a school full of extremely well-endowed boys, Buster was famous for having some of the largest testicles of anyone in his year. They were easily two, maybe two and a half times as large as Arc's, hanging low from his loins. As Fire fondled him, he could feel Buster's powerful testes churn.

<Are you going to ask them questions or just sit there and stare?> Mewtwo asked, his voice tinged with amusement.

"I had a bunch a questions, but I'm kinda blankin' out here..." Fire admitted. Mewtwo rolled his eyes and sighed.

<Clearly, I'll have to speed things along here. Class will end before you deal with this...> the teacher said flatly. He reached out into Fire's mind and gripped it. Fire's expression changed quickly from curiosity to confusion to a lazy, sleepy blankness. Mewtwo's powerful thoughts enveloped his, coaxing the boy into a dull, confused daze. He could only think the thoughts Mewtwo wanted him to think.

Mewtwo sifted through all three children's minds, pulling out the information that Fire sought from Arc and Buster's memories, and implanting it into Fire's mind for him to record later. He made sure to pull out all the relevant details that Fire needed for his notes: that Arc's penis was sixteen inches long; that Buster's testicles were so huge because of how much semen he produced when he climaxed. The teacher gently stored the facts Fire needed in the back of the boy's mind for later.

With the rest of the class silently and diligently drawing the false images that Mewtwo had planted in their heads, utterly unaware of what was really happening in their midst; Mewtwo decided to take advantage of the situation.

<Undress, Fire,> Mewtwo commanded, coming around from behind his desk. He began to unbutton his own shirt telekinetically, leaving his hands to continue stroking and rubbing at his groin.

In no condition to disobey, or indeed even THINK about disobeying, Fire quickly discarded his clothing. As soon as Fire peeled his briefs away from his body (soaked with pre), his penis slapped loudly and wetly against his stomach, the head brushing below his chest. All thirteen inches of proud, steel-hard flesh pulsed eagerly as Fire stood, staring into space with blank blue eyes.

<Sit,> Mewtwo commanded. Without hesitation, Fire plopped onto the cool floor of the studio, his penis resting in his lap. With Mewtwo's thoughts surrounding his own so tightly, Fire couldn't even wonder what the teacher was doing. All he could do was drift in a warm, comforting haze and obey.

Mewtwo turned his attention to the other boys for the moment, issuing orders to them. The mouse and the rabbit nodded slowly in understanding, their penises giving a pronounced twitch. Fire could see droplets of pre beginning to leak from their tips, dripping down over their taut foreskins and down their lengths. He licked his lips on instinct, his bushy tail slowly swishing back and forth.

Suddenly, Fire felt his cock engulfed in a sudden hot, furry tightness. He gasped and arched his back, his tail swishing faster. The tightness was strange, shifting and churning, with some solid objects pressing in at Fire's cock. The boy looked down.

Arc and Buster were kneeling down, facing each other on either side of Fire. They had thrust their hips forward, smothering Fire's shaft with their balls. Their swollen orbs were pressed together around Fire's cock, their testicles churning with barely contained seed.

"AH!!! Nnng!!!" Fire yelped in pleasure as the four massive orbs pressed in around his stiffness. The two hypnotised boys began to slowly rock their hips, their large furry sacks squeezing Fire's penis tight.

<Mmm... Yes, I can feel how good that is...> Mewtwo purred, watching as the young fox writhed in pleasure between the other two boys. His large erection slid against theirs, poking out from between their scrotums every time he thrust forward or the boys slid down. The two other boys stared somewhere over each other's shoulders as they thrust back and forth, their faces utterly vacant. Arc's lightning-bolt shaped tail swished back and forth, his cheeks sparking softly. Buster braced himself with a hand as he leaned back, his long, thick shaft pulsing against Fire's slightly longer member, and Arc's considerably more massive length.

Mewtwo leaned back, using his telekinesis to support himself as he watched the boys. He began to stroke himself, working to erect his member. His cock was strange and exotic. It was a deep purple color, the base contained in a white sheath. His penis was vaguely equine-shaped, with a medial ring giving it a segmented appearance and a massive flare for a glans. Unlike a horse, however, Mewtwo's penis also had a line of fleshy barbs below the flare like a feline, and a large knot at the base of his shaft like a canine. Below his sheath, a pair of gigantic testicles that dwarfed even Buster's hung low, almost to Mewtwo's knees.

Mewtwo's hands caressed his flesh, requiring both hands to handle the nearly twenty-four inch length. He had been a former student of Longshaft Academy in his youth, and was now counted among the largest members in the staff. Like his little sister, Mew, he preferred to pleasure himself with his hands rather than by telekinesis whenever possible. His fingers swirled around the head of his length, his purple eyes half-closed in pleasure.

He watched as Fire thrust his hips, driving his cock in between Buster and Arc's balls. Precum already matted down the fur coating their testicles, a mixture of their own and Fire's. The boys moaned and grunted with each movement, panting in ecstasy. Their own erections rested on their stomachs, pulsing and drooling with raw arousal.

Mewtwo glanced down at his own member, his flare already dripping a steady stream of clear pre. He looked at his hand, flexing his strangely-shaped fingers for a moment, then looked over at the boys slyly. He hopped off his telekinetic perch and walked over to them.

<Suck,> Mewtwo commanded simply. He hefted his massive length for the boys, jutting his hips forward. Obediently, the boys pressed their muzzles to his plate-sized flare, beginning to lick and slurp at it. The feline moaned softly, feeling their tongues sliding over his flesh, rasping his sensitive member. Fire slurped at the underside of his member eagerly, sliding his tongue along the bulging cum-channel.

The boys continued to rock their hips, sliding their heavy, swollen balls against Fire's sack. The fox could do nothing but lick, thrust, and moan as his mind was gripped tightly by Mewtwo's telepathy. His shaft pulsed, dripping profusely. Syrupy pre splashed his stomach and chest, drenching Arc and Buster's erections as they thrust. The other boys seemed to be feeling the same pleasures, their own erections drooling onto Fire in return.

Fire's wings began to flutter, the long orange feathers fanning out. His tongue lolled out of his muzzle as he pumped his hips faster, and he drooled over the massive purple shaft pressed against his face. His balls swelled with barely-contained seed, as he panted for breath. His long, fluffy tail swished back and forth rapidly as he sat, gulping down mouthfuls of Mewtwo's sweet pre.

Mewtwo shivered and moaned softly. He was straining his considerable telepathic ability to feed an entire class of students a false image of Arc and Buster to draw, while mind-controlling the real Arc and Buster and Fire on top of it. However, as a trio of cub-tongues lavished his erection, their hands fondling his melon-sized testicles, he felt it was entirely worth the headache he'd have later. He could feel their pleasure, every twitch or jump of their shafts, through his telepathic link. It heightened his own ecstasy, as he was able to feel Fire's cock squeezed by Arc and Buster's churning testicles. He could feel Arc splutter as his gigantic phallus kept catching him directly in the face with syrupy gushes of precum. He could feel Buster's delight as his blue-furred balls bounced below his fat cock, bringing him ever closer to his massive release.

The little winged fox arched his back, howling in ecstasy. Fire's shaft convulsed visibly as his toes curled in his shoes. His balls clenched tight against his length, and with one massive jump of his penis, a large hot, thick rope of white semen fired high into the air. He cried in ecstasy as his orgasm broke, sending him into full-body spasms of ecstasy. He pumped his hips, splattering Arc and Buster with sticky sprays of spunk.

Buster was next, arching his back with a low, raspy groan of delight... But before he could gush, he felt a pressure in his mind and around his penis. Mewtwo's eyes glowed, using his power to hold off the boy's orgasm. Directing them with his thoughts, Mewtwo had Arc and Buster pull away from Fire.

Fire knelt and shuddered as his cock pulsed, slinging gush after gush of semen into the air. He stared dully at Arc, Buster, and Mewtwo, as the three males stood before him, their erections gripped tightly in their hands.

<Nnnn... So close...> Mewtwo moaned, stroking himself faster, using both hands to caress and squeeze himself. He rubbed his knot with one hand, sliding his fingertips over the barbs under his head. His flare swelled, growing to near the size of a dinner plate. His precum flowed from the tip like a faucet opened all the way, spilling down his purple flesh, making it glisten.

<Wh-Whoops... Don't want you guys drenching the other kids...> Mewtwo murmured. Reaching out with his telekinesis, he grabbed Fire's canvas. The easel lifted itself off the ground, surrounded by a violet glow. It spun around and set down behind Fire.

<There we go. That should block most of the stray shots...> Mewtwo thought, <Now... Feel free to fire when ready, boys...>

With that, Mewtwo released his hold on the boys' bodies, allowing them to achieve their denied climaxes. Arc's cheeks sparked violently as he instantly arched his back. He cried out in delight as his cone-shaped ears folded back and his lighting-bolt shaped tail thrashed. His penis flexed and pulsed visibly and thick golden fluid erupted from his massive head. The metallic semen arced through the air, splashing in a long, messy trail down Fire's chest and stomach. The Pikachu moaned and cried in pleasure as burst after burst of golden semen fired from his gigantic length. His cock was long enough that Fire could actually watch the bulges travelling up the underside of Arc's shaft with each ejaculation.

Mewtwo came next. He gave a moan that was both telepathic and vocal, his voice deep and sonorous. His knot swelled out along with his trumpet, his barbs expanding. His gigantic balls tightened. With a gigantic convulsion, a powerful spray of purple goo blasted from his trumpet. It covered Fire and much of the canvas in a long, messy strand, lasting for almost fifteen seconds before a small pause... then the second, larger ejaculation began. His paws stroked his flesh fast and firm, as if trying to squeeze out the gushes. He huffed and shuddered in joy, basking in the orgasmic sensations of not just his own body, but the three boys as well.

Buster's ears flopped down into his face as he began to tremble and shudder from head to toe. For a moment, Mewtwo was worried that something was wrong, but then Buster cried out. Mewtwo's eyes went wide in amazement as he saw for himself why Buster's testicles were so large, as one of the largest gushes of semen he had ever seen fired from the child's shaft. It caught Fire in the face and chest, glazing him white with enough force to drive him back against the canvas with a wet splat. Fire gasped, his own spurts lost in the sheer amount of goo that the rabbit launched. It lasted for almost thirty seconds, and over a gallon of cum before the slight pause that signalled the second spurt.

Mewtwo, Buster, and Arc stroked themselves in time with their spurts. The two boys rolled their foreskins up and down, milking their lengths as they slung blasts of white or gold spunk over Fire. Mewtwo simply held his shaft with both hands, savoring the spasms as the burning ache of orgasm ran through him. Purple splatters added to the white and gold mess, utterly drenching Fire's fur. The fox had his mouth open, gulping down as much of the tangy, salty-sweet goo that he could drink. His own spurts splashed at Mewtwo's feet, flowing down the drain in the middle of the room.

Arc's knees gave out under him and he flopped onto his rump, gasping as his cock aimed right at his own face. With Mewtwo's command, he wrapped his lips around the head of his penis, beginning to gulp down the golden liquid as fast as he could, his tongue rasping his own glans.

Mewtwo supported Buster with his telekinesis, not wanting the boys' immense spurts to splatter any of his classmates other than Fire. Buster, for his part, could do nothing except thrust back and forth, drooling mindlessly as he came hard. His balls visibly deflated slightly with each successive gush, his pent-up seed erupting over the fox. His cock bounced up and down, slapping his stomach with each jerk.

The teacher moaned and panted, gritting his teeth with ecstasy. Three vicarious orgasms as well as his own physical one was almost too much pleasure to bear. He shuddered as his exotic cock pulsed rapidly, pumping bursts of his purple semen over Fire's hair, drenching his shoulders. The pleasure made keeping the other children under his illusion that much harder, but through sheer willpower he persevered. The rest of the class did not seem to notice the bukkake session going on in the middle of the room, continuing to sketch a nonexistant image of Arc and Buster posing while tastefully nude.

One by one, the fountains of cum came to a close. Arc was first, slumping back with a rather wet splat into a puddle under him. He lay there, staring at the ceiling with blank eyes as his hips continued to twitch, his cum pooling on his stomach. Fire stopped climaxing next, left trembling as he continued to stroke his foreskin up and down eagerly, squeezing out every last drop of semen from his length. Mewtwo himself joined his students in their afterglow after a minute, sighing as a steady dribble of milky violet gel spilled onto the floor from his flare.

Buster continued to geyser off for another several minutes, unable to stop even if he wanted. It almost came as a relief as his spurts began to speed up, decreasing in length and volume. Soon, nothing but a steady flow of cum remained of his climax, as Mewtwo gently lowered him to the floor by hand.

Fire was utterly soaked. There was not a square millimeter of fur that was not glazed purple, white, or gold. Gallons of semen dripped around him and off him, mixed in milky swirls. The boy stared dully, not seeming to care or even notice his situation.

Mewtwo wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, huffing loudly as he tried to catch his breath. He glanced over at the clock, frowning. It was almost time for class to end... and there was nowhere near enough time for Fire, Buster, and Arc to shower and get dressed.

<...Oh, well... Might as well let their next teacher deal with it. I'll apologize later...> Mewtwo thought to himself. He directed Fire, Buster, and Arc back to their seats, before shifting his hold on the children's minds. The kids began to chatter and converse as if nothing had ever happened, playfully bantering and gossiping... Yet all were still slightly glassy-eyed, unaware of their cum-soaked classmates and teacher.

<All right, kids. Time to clean up. Wash out your brushes, cap your markers, and pack up! Time to get to the next class!> Mewtwo announced, placing post-hypnotic suggestions into the children to ignore Fire, Arc, and Buster's nudity and drenched fur. The kids began to pack up, and Mewtwo surreptitiously hid Fire, Buster, and Arc's clothing in their backpacks, where they'd stay clean for them.

"Uh... Mr. Royale?" Fire asked, blinking as he looked up at Mewtwo.

<Yes, Fire? Can I help you with something?> Mewtwo asked kindly.

"Nah, I just wanted to thank you for the opportunity! I'll sketch down the stuff I learned from examining them as soon as I have the chance!" Fire giggled, not seeming to notice a strand of purple cum dripping down from his hair to his face. Mewtwo leaned in and wiped it free with a finger, licking it off with a smirk.

<Don't ask me for something like this again, Fire. And I expect you to show up here this afternoon around 3:30 to help me... and I hope you don't have plans this evening, because you'll be helping for a while,> Mewtwo replied. Fire winced slightly, but nodded in agreement. Mr. Mewtwo HAD done something really nice for him, so it was only right that he paid him back...

With that, the class filed out. Mewtwo sighed, watching the fox's bare rear as he left the room, his hand wrapped around his still-pulsing, still-dripping length.

Mewtwo glanced over at the canvas behind where Fire had been sitting. Streaks of purple, white, and gold semen coated the fabric; thick splatters and delicate streamers alike. In the center of the page, an outline had been left in the shape of the foxboy, a near-perfect silhouette. The feline telekinetically picked up the canvas, floating it over to take a closer look as he continued to stroke his erection.

<...Not bad. I could probably see if the modern art museum might want this... I think I'll title it, "Essence of the Curious Fox...> Mewtwo thought to himself. He smirked, already pondering producing a few more "paintings" with Fire during their after-school session.

*****

Thursday afternoon, classes had let out and the kids were let loose to do whatever they wanted. Jayden, like the others, was doing his best to get notes on his fellow students, and was having decent luck. Unfortunately, Jayden's timid temperament made it difficult to get personal experience for his notes. He wound up being a voyeur more often than not, watching other kids go at it, as he scribbled notes with one hand and stroked himself with the other.

This was what he was doing at that moment as he sat down, jotting down notes about a sexual encounter he had witnessed between Wily Kit and Wily Kat, known as the Thunderkittens (for no reason Jayden could discern) around the school, and Pojo Potosk, a wolf boy from the same dimension as Tiffany. The most unusual part of Pojo's anatomy was the fact that he was both extremely large and possessed no sheath to hide his erection when unaroused. Meanwhile, the Twins both seemed completely normal at first... until Jayden realized that when one of them had an orgasm, the other did at the same time, even if he or she had not been stimulated in any way. This was rather interesting, as Kit seemed prone to multiple orgasms.

Jayden shivered as he rolled his hood up and down over the head of his shaft with his free hand, moaning as a spurt of precum splashed onto the grass. The two felines and the wolf had been going at it hard and fast, and Jayden had been stuck hiding in a closet the entire time due to some unfortunate circumstances. He had been hard for a full hour with no relief, and this was the first chance he had to relieve the pressure.

Unbeknownst to Jayden, Tayl and Pal were walking down the sidewalk not far from where he had sat down. The white-furred kitten and the flower-girl chattered excitedly about their plans for the afternoon. Suddenly, Pal stopped in midstep, a far-off look in her eye as she looked around.

"Huh? What's up, Pal?" Tayl asked, frowning as she looked back at her older friend.

"...Stiffy-sense... Tingling..." Pal muttered, before suddenly dashing off into the bushes.

"Wait, what? Is that a thing, now?" Tayl asked no one in particular, blinking in surprise and confusion. She leapt after Pal, her little paws pounding the ground as she tried to catch up.

Jayden shivered and moaned as his heavy balls drew up close to his shaft. He squeezed his member tighter, shivering as he could actually feel the precum pumping out of it. He needed to climax so badly... He bit his lip, feeling it begin to well up deep in the base of his shaft...

And suddenly the world inverted. Jayden yelled in shock as something wrapped around his ankle and lifted him clean off the ground. He dangled upside-down, thrashing as he tried to free himself, but to no avail. His cock twitched angrily, as if aware to how close it was to release before it was stopped.

Pal stepped out, walking with a lazy saunter, her black eyes glittering with amusement. Her hand was raised, and long tendrils extended from her fingertips.

"Well, well, well... What d'we have here?" asked Pal, an evil grin on her face as Jayden dangled from her grip, her vines lashed over a branch like a pulley.

"Gyahh! Pal! Put me down!!!" Jayden yelped, his penis dripping against his chest as he struggled.

"...Pal, c'mon, let 'im go!" Tayl sighed, shaking her head.

"No way! He was playing with himself while he was lookin' at this notebook..." Pal giggled, picking it up.

"N-No! Hey, that's private!" Jayden squeaked, dreading the thought of Pal looking inside. It was bad enough being caught masturbating by her, but the thought of what Pal would think if she saw all the notes he had taken terrified him.

Sure enough, Pal flipped open the book. Her green eyes narrowed as she paged through the notes with her free hand. After a moment, they went wide with surprise, then narrowed again in mischief. From her facial expressions alone, Jayden could practically see what was going through her mind as she examined notes on her classmates' anatomy.

"Yer takin' notes on guys' and gals' parts? Well... That's... an int'restin' hobby..." Pal drawled, looking up at Jayden, "...Not that I'm one ta judge, y'know."

"I-It's not for me! It's a project!" Jayden said desperately.

"Yeah, yeah, sure, sure. 'A PROJECT,'" Pal said, adding sarcastic air quotes for emphasis, "Dude, we all have our lil' ways of gettin' off. Like I said, I'm not gonna judge ya for it!"

"N-No, SERIOUSLY! It's a project for Ms. Hackwrench!" Jayden whimpered, "Now put me down! The blood's rushing to my head!"

Pal stared at Jayden for a minute, but gently lowered him to the ground as she replied, "Well, THAT won't do. I want that blood goin' somewhere else. But seriously, dude... If ya really don't wanna own up ta bein' a humongous perv who gets off on takin' notes about other people's junk... I'm not gonna push the issue."

"I'm NOT!!!" Jayden protested as he climbed to his feet, brushing himself off. He blinked, suddenly realizing that Pal was in the process of stripping out of her school uniform in front of him. She had bared her chest, the flat expanse of green flesh marked only by her dark green nipples and her navel. The plant-girl smirked as she slipped her skirt down around her shapely hips, revealling a large bulge in her panties.

"Yahh!!! Wh-What are you DOING?!" asked Jayden, his glasses fogging up as he backed away nervously.

"...Helpin' ya out. What does it look like, dummy? Ya wanna take notes? I'm MORE than willin' ta show off my lovely not-so-lil' endowment... and Tayl will help too, right?" Pal smirked.

"Uh-huh!" agreed the kitten, her head bobbing eagerly. Already naked, Tayl simply stood to the side and watched Pal strip. She giggled as Jayden's penis hardened once more, a droplet of pre forming on the tip.

The boy knew he was cornered. Once Pal intended to have her way with you, there wasn't much you could do to resist her outside of absolutely saying "no." And the truth was, Jayden wanted it. Even IF Pal intimidated the heck out of him, he wasn't about to pass up the chance to play with the flower and the kitten.

"...Well, if yer gonna take notes, yer doin' a pretty lousy job of it... Don't ya need yer notebook?" Pal asked, hooking her thumbs under her panties teasingly.

"Ah! Uh... R-Right...." Jayden stammered, wondering exactly when he had agreed to this. He scrambled to the grass where his notebook and pencil had fallen, snatching them up. He yelped again as Pal pushed him off his feet, knocking him against the trunk of the tree. The flower smirked evilly as she moved forward, pressing her crotch towards his muzzle.

"Go ahead. Take a look..." Pal whispered lustfully. Jayden's cheeks flushed as he reached up and slowly tugged down Pal's panties. A long, green half-flaccid shaft flopped out, bouncing off his muzzle, even as he pulled lower to reveal the girl's glistening green muff. Pal's breath caught for a moment of pleasure as Jayden slipped her underwear down her legs.

Stepping adroitly out of of her panties, Pal returned to face Jayden. She cocked a hip the side and rested her hand on it, letting Jayden take a nice long look. Her long erection hung down, pulsing visibly as it began to harden with arousal. She smirked as Tayl sidled up beside her, trying to take the same lazy, yet sensual stance. Unfortunately, Tayl was so tiny and young that the effect was more adorable than arousing.

Jayden blushed as he began to sketch Pal's penis into the book. It was humanoid in all aspects, except the base. Instead of a sheath, or simply hanging down loose, Pal had a slit which her penis emerged from. Jayden had always been a very good artist (as compared to Skye), and was able to render it rather quickly.

Even as he sketched, he could see Pal's cock plump out, beginning to pulse and expand. The green length began to rise up, swelling with every beat of her heart. Without touching herself, Pal simply stood, letting herself erect from arousal alone.

Beside her, Tayl blushed, trying to keep up with her older friend. Unlike Pal, she rubbed and stroked at her sheath, mewling in pleasure softly. The pink head of her penis emerged from it quickly, sliding out into her gloved paw. She held her length up to Jayden, trying to gain his attention, but the boy was clearly entirely focused on Pal. She sighed, her large, tasseled ears drooping in disappointment.

The wolf shivered as his own penis gave a pronounced twitch, pre spilling down his flesh. He watched as Pal's shaft slowly rose up inch after inch. Pal never touched herself, simply letting Jayden's gaze serve as the arousal she needed. Even as Jayden stared, Pal's foreskin pulled taut over the head, sliding back a little to expose the very tip of the pine-green glans.

"Mmm... Almost there... So, ya wanted ta take some notes? Ya might like what yer about ta see..." Pal purred. Jayden knew what was coming, but was so entranced by the pulsing and twitching of her shaft that he couldn't look away.

"Nn.... Here... it comes..." Pal moaned. Sure enough, as soon as her erection reached its full eight inches, the seven-year-old shuddered from head to toe, as her cock bobbed up and down, spasming. A moment later, a thick, sticky dribble of milky green liquid began to leak out of the head, spilling down. A spurt of the fluid splashed across Jayden's cheek, making him gasp.

"...I-I always wondered about th-that..." Jayden admitted, even as Pal's member jerked, continuing to slowly spurt thick bursts of milky green cum.

"Hrm? Oh, I dunno. It's jus' the way I am!" Pal grinned, "When I get a nice big stiffy, I begin spurtin'. I find it weird that you guys don't!"

Jayden scribbled down some notes, adding an illustration of Pal's full erection ejaculating, as he replied, "...Are you actually having... y'know, the tinglies and all?"

"Nah. I don't get those until I REALLY spurt. It does feel really good, but it's not like that..." Pal admitted, shaking her head, making her petals swish back and forth.

Jayden blushed and reached up, dragging a finger along the flower's cock, starting at the slit, sliding up the smooth green skin, all the way up to the bulbous head. He was rewarded with a particularly powerful spurt of semen, which splashed across his muzzle, spilling into his open mouth. The wolf blinked in surprise. She tasted like... apples?

Jayden huffed, feeling his erection tense almost painfully, a rush of wetness trickling down his flesh. Pre streamed from the head of his foot-long shaft, splashing into his chestfur. Jayden wrapped his hand around his cock and began to slowly stroke it, sliding his soft, fuzzy hand from the sheath, all the way to the tip, then back down, smearing the clear liquid over his member. With his dominant hand, he continued to scribble notes on Pal's shaft, watching the green length pulse.

It wasn't until he felt a rough tongue rasp against his tip, slipping inside his foreskin and swirling about his head that he remembered Tayl was even there. The kitten was glaring at him in annoyance, even as she slurped loudly at his fat glans, gulping down a mouthful of sugary precum.

"AH-HEM!!!" she cleared her throat exaggeratedly. Pal chuckled and stepped back a little.

"Okay, okay, yeah, I'm kinda hoggin' the limelight, aren't I? Go ahead, Tayl..." wrap said, gently, shaking her head with amusement.

Jayden blinked torpidly, his mind awash in a haze of lust and arousal. The little kitten giggled and hopped forward, each little leap causing her cock to bounce up and down. The five-year-old hopped up on a jutting root of the tree to bring her shaft to Jayden's eye level and thrust her hips forward for him to see.

The poor wolf yelped and rubbed his eye as Tayl blinked sheepishly, having knocked off his glasses and poked him with her cock by accident.

"...So much for seduction," Pal sighed, laughing. Tayl gave a soft mewl, seemingly too embarrassed to speak, her ears folded flat and her cheeks turned bright red. Jayden fumbled in the grass for a minute and found his glasses. He quickly used a cloth to clean the pre-ejaculate from them, and put them on his muzzle, smiling at Tayl.

Without a word to her, the boy picked up his notebook and began sketching her erection onto the page. He reached up and gently peeled down Tayl's foreskin to expose the red head, and sketched again, as Tayl shivered in pleasure. Then, to the girl's surprise, he put the notebook down, and began placing delicate, tiny kisses from the head, down the shaft, towards her tiny cunny. Tayl yelped in surprise and almost fell off the root, but Jayden's hands gripped her rump and braced her.

Tayl shivered and cooed as Jayden explored her loins with his tongue, slowly licking across her damp vulva, trailing it across her fur. He flicked her clitoris with the tip of his tongue, making her yelp in delight, her penis giving a marked throb. She slowly began to rock her hips back and forth on instinct, sliding her cock against the boy's muzzle as he slurped loudly at her cleft.

Watching this, Pal stroked her own shaft, spilling more of her green-colored semen onto the grass. The mischievous seven-year-old's mind worked rapidly as it tried to figure out how to turn this single opportunity for sex into multiple opportunities... and it came to her in a flash.

Pal grinned and concentrated, digging her root-like feet into the soft grass. She took a deep breath, inhaling oxygen and carbon dioxide to power her natural chlorophyll. Her hair-like petals fanned out a little, absorbing sunlight. From the curled stamen on top of her head, a faint wave of glittering pink pollen exuded, wafting towards the distracted Jayden.

Jayden was so engrossed in pleasuring Tayl, his tongue sliding powerfully along her penis, that he never noticed as he inhaled the pollen. Unfortunately, Tayl was collateral damage, as she too breathed in the barely visible cloud.

The effects were instantaneous. Jayden suddenly slumped back against the tree trunk, unable to control his muscles, and Tayl flopped into the grass beside him, laying flat on her back. A wave of arousal unlike anything they had ever felt rushed through them. Jayden and Tayl's erections suddenly stiffened to a painful hardness, actually expanding almost a full inch further from their hips. Angry, bulging veins expanded along their lengths. Pre flooded from their tips, splattering their stomachs and chests in powerful jets. The boy's grey eyes and Tayl's deep blue eyes changed color, fading to a rich pink. Their minds were strangely distant, as if the world had become a dream around them.

"Oh, goodie, goodie! It worked! ...Uh, sorry, Tayl. Couldn't help catching you in it. I can't exactly aim it..." Pal giggled, walking towards the two.

"...Wha... Wha'd'ya do ta me...?" Jayden slurred weakly, blinking.

"I forgot ta show ya another trick I can do for yer notes!" Pal giggled, "I can make this nifty pollen that acts like a aphroda-- Afra...? Afro...? It makes ya really horny! And it has the extra-nifty side-effect of makin' ya do everythin' I tell ya ta do."

"Huh...?" Jayden mumbled weakly, unable to do anything but thrust his hips in the air desperately. He had never been THIS painfully stiff, and his balls felt swollen beyond capacity. From the whines and whimpers he could hear, Tayl was in a similar state. His body felt so hot and sensitive, and even the slightest breeze across his erection left him whimpering in delight.

"Lick me," Pal commanded. The words seemed to echo in Jayden's ears strangely, and he found himself climbing to his hands and knees, crawling toward her. His cock dragged in the grass, leaving a slick trail of pre. Pal's pulsing, gushing shaft seemed to beckon to him through the haze that had engulfed his senses, and he found himself salivating. He dove forward and began to slurp loudly at her flesh, trying to clean up every droplet of green sap he could find. He lavished the eight-inch length. He was so obsessed with it that he barely noticed Tayl beside him, licking at the other side of Pal's cock, their tongues meeting occasionally. Jayden did not care. All he cared about was licking and slurping at Pal's member as fast as he could.

"Ah! Nnn... Good boy and girl..." Pal purred, reaching down to gently scritch behind Jayden and Tayl's ears. The enraptured kids gave a desperate moan in reply, sharing Pal's semen on their tongues.

"Guh... N-No, no... Stop, stop..." Pal grunted, pushing them away from her, "I don't wanna get my splurties like this. That'd be mean, ta leave you guys outta it..."

Jayden and Tayl kneeled, staring up at Pal, unable to do anything but wait for her command. They wanted to stroke themselves or even hump the air desperately, but they could do nothing but sit patiently, their minds hazy and dazed.

Pal pushed Jayden back against the tree trunk again, his cock sticking straight up in the air. She leaned in, stroking the turgid flesh with both hands, making Jayden moan in pleasure and splash her face and chest with pre. She leaned in and nipped gently at his foreskin, giggling as his hips jumped.

The boy's pink eyes suddenly half-closed in ecstasy as warmth and wetness engulfed the head of his penis. He looked up to see Pal working the head of his shaft back and forth between her legs, spreading her vulva wide. She moaned in delight, slowly sinking down on him. Inch after inch slowly spread her inner walls, stretching her wide. The little girl giggled as she rocked and gyrated her hips, her tail wiggling. Soon, her hips rested against his, all twelve inches of his member buried deep inside her. He panted, his glasses askew, his cock pumping pre into the plant-girl uncontrollably. Her nectar spilled down over his sheath, dripping down his fuzzy testicles. Her green spunk splashed against his chest and stomach, spurting irregularly over his fur.

"Tayl, c'mere," Pal commanded. Tayl stood up and toddled over to Pal's side.

"Y-Yes...?" she asked vaguely. Pal didn't respond. Instead, she lifted her hands into the air. Her vines slithered out, climbing straight up. Like earlier, she looped them over a branch in the tree, bringing them back down. She wrapped her vines around Tayl's waist gently, lifting the little kitten off her feet.

She maneuvered the feline over and gently lowered her into her lap. Pal's cock prodded at Tayl's entrance, as she was sandwiched between Pal's body and Jayden. The flower-girl purred softly into Tayl's ear as she moved her hips back and forth, sliding her penis against the younger child's muff. Her verdant semen coated Tayl's vulva, staining the fur. With a sharp thrust, she penetrated Tayl, making the kitten yowl in pleasure.

"Now, both o' ya. Start thrustin'!" Pal ordered, giggling as Tayl squirmed in her grip. Using her vines, Pal helped Tayl pump her hips, lifting and lowering the younger girl onto her erection. Tayl's inner walls spasmed as she moaned, feeling Pal gush inside her repeatedly. Green liquid poured out of Tayl's tiny muff, and she moaned into Pal's chest, licking at her nipples.

Jayden obeyed Pal's command eagerly, drawing back his hips until only the fat head was left inside the girl. With a powerful thrust, he drove his hips forward, forcing all twelve inches into her. He groaned in ecstasy, her heated, soaking-wet folds accepting him eagerly, practically pulling him in. His hands came up on instinct, wrapping around Pal's rump, squeezing her shapely cheeks, inadvertantly hugging Tayl gently.

Jayden, Pal, and Tayl found a rhythm after a minute of awkward, ragged thrusts. Jayden would pump in as Tayl pulled back from Pal. As Tayl slammed her hips down onto the flower, Pal would thrust upward to meet her, and Jayden would pull back. Tayl whimpered, cradled between the wolf and Pal, the force of Jayden's thrusts shaking her body. She could feel each sticky gush of Pal's sap flooding her, making her inner walls spasm in pleasure. Her cock rubbed against Pal's stomach, leaving a trail of pre that made her green skin glisten.

Jayden's lips pulled back in a faint snarl as he drove himself to the hilt within Pal, grinding his hips against her. His fat, swollen balls gave a shudder, and a sticky spray of precum flooded her depths. Pal giggled and squeezed tightly around his flesh in response, feeling the wolf shudder and moan. He existed in a strange twilight. He had no control over his actions, his mind lost in a fog, yet he was completely aware of where he was, who he was, and what he was doing. Furthermore, whatever Pal's pollen did had rendered him sensitive beyond belief. Every gush of pre was an orgasm to itself. His tail wagged furiously as he tried to drive himself to a real climax, just to see what it would be like.

He didn't have to wait long to find out. His thrusts grew ragged and awkward as his balls tightened. His cock pulsed even more painfully. At the base of his erection, a bulge began to swell, inflating rapidly with his heartbeat. Jayden preferred not to knot his partners when he mated. It was usually uncomfortable, and took forever to release. He tended to let his knot inflate all the way, then finish himself off with a partner without actually inserting it into them. Not today.

He drove his hips forward, making Pal YELP as the gigantic bulge passed her petals, popping inside her. He groaned in ecstasy, rocking back and forth a few times to settle the knot, grinding against her clitoris in the process, then simply sat still for a minute. Pal blinked curiously, wondering why he had stopped moving.

She found out a second later as Jayden gave a feral howl of joy, and his cock began to jerk and spasm. He flooded her depths with an incredible jet of semen. His knot swelled even further, spreading Pal's tight walls to her limits, and she yelped as she felt the thick, hot pulses of spunk flood her young womb. Jayden's cum blasted with immense force, splashing her inner walls, and his knot kept a single drop from escaping. His body trembled as he howled, unable to believe the pleasure. Whatever was in Pal's pollen made this orgasm incredibly intense, pleasure washing over his mind. His pink eyes closed as he pumped his hips as much as he could, his knot tugging at Pal's entrance.

Pal shivered in delight as her own climax broke. Her cock began to jerk violently, twitching inside Tayl's tiny, tight muff. Her sprays of cum suddenly turned into powerful, intense gushes. The little kitten gasped in joy as she felt incredibly thick sap flood her depths, spilling back out of her. Pal moaned into Tayl's hair, whimpering in pleasure as her stomach swelled with Jayden's semen, her hips trembling with each powerful ejaculation.

Tayl yowled in joy, echoing Pal and Jayden as her tiny body began to shake and shiver. Her six-inch member began to spasm and jerk as her inner walls clamped down on Pal's erection. A second later, a thick rope of kitten-spunk erupted from the head of her penis, flying high into the air, splashing the leaves of the trees. The part of Jayden's mind still capable of rational thought took notes for later that Tayl's ejaculations were unusually strong, each and every one flying high enough to splash the branches of the tree above, and that her semen seemed to sparkle and glitter in the sunlight.

Pal grinned and opened her mouth wide, letting Tayl's cum fill it as it fell back towards the ground. Most of it splattered wetly across her face, drenching her petals, but more than enough filled her mouth to swallow it. She ground against Jayden, trying to give as good as she got as she filled little Tayl with her own cum. Her stomach swelled with the sheer amount Jayden pumped into her, bulging out. Pal grinned, knowing her pollen had the side-effect of increasing the person's cum volume. She could feel the fluid sloshing around inside her, heating her core.

Tayl shuddered and ground against Pal's lap, whimpering and crying as she fired off, splattering Pal and the tree and herself with each ejaculation. Jayden huffed, his balls emptying themselves spurt after spurt into the flower. Pal's pollen made the climax one of the most pleasurable they had ever experienced, forcing their bodies to their limits with each gush of cum.

It seemed to take an eternity, but Jayden's gushes slowed until Pal could only feel a steady, slow flow inside her. She panted, grinding out the last of her orgasm into Tayl, before pulling free to slop thick green jets of cum over Tayl's stomach. The little kitten continued to fire off for a minute or two longer, but soon slumped back into Pal's grip, moaning weakly. Her semen mixed with Pal's in swirls of green and glittering white.

Pal used her vines to lift Tayl off of her and place her back onto the ground. The little kitten's penis showed no signs of softening in the aftermath of her orgasm, her eyes still a deep shade of pink.

Pal smiled pleasantly at Tayl as she said, "Tayl, I'm gonna be stuck here for a lil' while. You go back to my dorm room and rub yer thingie over and over until I come find ya, understand?"

"...Yes, Pal..." Tayl agreed, turning to walk off, heedless of the steel-hard erection between her legs, or the fact she was still covered in cum.

"Now... As for you, my widdle wuffy..." Pal purred, beginning to rock her hips against Jayden, "You an' I are stuck together, so we might as well make the most of it... An' I have some little suggestions for when my pollen wears off..."

*****

Jayden groaned as he opened his blue-grey eyes sleepily. He looked around, blinking in a dazed manner.

"Ugh... Man, I must've needed that... I jerked off so hard, I passed out..." he murmured, looking at the cum that had soaked into his fur. The wolf picked up his notebook, happy the datapad was waterproof, and by extension, cum-proof. He frowned and flicked through some of the pages.

"Ah! I know someone I need to add to the list!" he muttered to himself, "Pal! And she'll be REALLY eager to join in for something like this!"

Jayden stood up, ignoring his half-flaccid cock hanging out of his pants as he went to go find the flower-girl. He didn't seem to notice the green sap coating much of the tree where he had fallen asleep... or the entries on Pal and Tayl already in his datapad.

*****

"So, let's see how you did," Ms. Gadget Hackwrench said to Tiffany after Science class on Monday. The teacher was a mouse, shorter than Ms. Heindell, Tiffany's homeroom teacher. She barely broke four and a half feet, only slightly taller than Tiffany herself. She had long, strawberry-blonde shoulder-length hair, and beige fur. Ms. Hackwrench's eyes were a deep blue, shining with curiousity. She wore purple coveralls, which were smudged with oil and dirt, as Ms. Hackwrench wasn't just the Science teacher, but also the machine-shop teacher for older students.

Tiffany blushed as she handed over the notebooks to Ms. Hackwrench. The mouse smiled and began to page through them slowly, taking her time. After a minute of silence, Ms. Hackwrench spoke.

"Golly, that's a LOT of entries. How many people didja get?" she asked, sitting back against her desk.

"All told? Between all four notebooks, about two hundred thirty people. After removing duplicates... Pal got entered six times somehow between the four of us... About two hundred," Tiffany replied thoughtfully, "Mostly students, but several of the teachers, too."

"Not bad at all! I think that'll be worth full credit for you and your friends. That said... I think you missed one..." Gadget pointed out as she continued to leaf through the pages one by one.

"I-I did? Who?" the young cheetah girl asked, her tail flicking curiously. Gadget smirked and pointed at the top of the very first page of Tiffany's notebook. The girl blinked and leaned in to read it.

"...Me?" Tiffany blinked, looking up from the page in mild surprise. She found herself staring into a swirling, twisting, sparkling device made of gold metal. It was an intricate and delicately designed sphere, with twisting, turning wires and lights. Tiffany found herself unable to focus on any specific point of it, her eyes following a line of gold towards the center, before shifting to another point. She felt dazed and confused in seconds, and soon, she didn't think anything at all.

"Ooh! Goodie goodie! It works!" Gadget giggled playfully, placing the strange device back on a little pedestal on her table, "The headmaster will be happy to know the disco ball for the upcoming dance is functional."

Tiffany stared straight ahead, feeling sleepy and lost. Her large green eyes were glassy as she swayed on her feet a little. Gadget took her hand and led her across the room away from her delicate machinery and computers.

"You forgot to write down yourself, silly," Gadget chided, giggling as she unzipped her coveralls. They slipped from her shoulders, falling to the floor. The mouse smirked, her breasts bouncing and jiggling with every step she took. Her long tail flicked playfully as she led the feline over to an empty workbench. She bent down and gripped Tiffany under the arms, hefting the dumbfounded child onto the bench.

Tiffany gave no resistance as Gadget slowly slipped her shirt over her head, working quickly with deft fingers to disassemble the girl's school uniform piece by piece. The mouse meticulously folded up Tiffany's sailor schoolgirl outfit and put it aside. She reached up and delicately pulled down Tiffany's panties.

Tiffany's penis hung limp down over her muff, with no sheath to store it in. Instead, the pink flesh simply seemed to sprout straight out of the fur slightly above Tiffany's cleft. Gadget looked up at Tiffany, who stared straight ahead, not even seeming to know she was there.

"Is everyone from your homeworld like you are? No sheaths?" Gadget asked. Tiffany gave a faint nod as a response. Gadget giggled softly and cradled Tiffany's limp member in her hand, beginning to caress it slowly. The girl's body responded to the touch instantly and the phallus began to swell. With her free hand, Gadget gently rubbed Tiffany's stomach, trailing her fingers through the downy white fur.

With Gadget's ministrations, it didn't take long for Tiffany's penis to stand proud and fully erect from her hips. It was large, over a foot long. Other than the lack of a sheath and its sheer size, Tiffany's cock was identical to any other humanoid shaft that Gadget had seen. Gadget knew, however, that this wasn't what made Tiffany special.

"So... Why don't you show me your special gift, Tiffany? Your mother told me about it..." Gadget purred, leaning in to plant a kiss on the tip of Tiffany's length. She moaned and shivered, gasping as Gadget's tongue slipped into her foreskin, swirling around the glans.

"...I-I dunno... M-Mommy said I wasn't... supposed to show off..." Tiffany murmured reluctantly through her trance. Gadget smiled and continued to stroke the girl's stomach.

"Shhh... Listen to my voice, Tiffany... You must feel so sleepy and tired... It's not wrong to just want to listen to me and do what I say..." Gadget said softly, smiling, "And Brittany said it was all right..."

"...Sleepy and tired..." Tiffany repeated, her green eyes slowly drooping closed, "...O-Okay..."

Tiffany's face screwed up in concentration. The little eight-year-old's body trembled, apparently with strain. Before Gadget's eyes, the flesh slightly above Tiffany's penis began to ripple and shift. She gasped as a second pillar of flesh suddenly erupted upward, standing proud and tall. It was a second penis, identical to the first in every way. Pre leaked from both tips slowly, as they pulsed in unison.

"W-Wow... So, how'd you do that?" Gadget asked, poking the second penis. Both twitched in response.

"I was born with symbiotic sentient nanites in my body..." Tiffany explained, her voice a dull monotone, "They can do a ton of stuff... but sometimes they like to play around and change things..."

"Like your penises?" Gadget asked.

"Uh-huh... I first discovered I could do this because of them... They'll usually obey when I want 'em to... but sometimes they'll ignore me, or do stuff without my permission..." Tiffany answered, her mouth turning down in a frown of slight annoyance at some apparent memory that broke through her trance.

"Did you have one to begin with before they started 'playing' with you?" Gadget asked, wrapping a hand around each of Tiff's lengths.

"...Yeah, my mommy does, so I had one too... Nnn..." Tiffany replied, shivering as she slowly rocked her hips.

"Is it just me, or are they a little smaller than when you just had one?" Gadget asked, leaning in to begin licking slowly at the head of Tiffany's lower shaft.

"Th-Their size... k-kinda depends on how many I have... I can make 'em grow within a certain limit... or shrink them down until they're not even there... but the more I have, the smaller they all are..." Tiffany replied, shivering. Her cocks twitched and jerked, spurting a twin jet of clear pre over Gadget's face. The mouse giggled, licking the sugary fluid from her muzzle.

"How many of 'em can you have?" Gadget queried.

"Th-The most I've had... w-was five... b-but I rarely go above three... It's hard on my body and too m-much to handle..." the cheetah moaned softly, gasping as Gadget took the head of her lower penis into her muzzle. The mouse bobbed her head low, slowly taking inch after inch of pulsing flesh into her throat, rubbing her cheek against the other one. Tiffany shuddered, feeling her glans bump against the back of Gadget's throat. Gadget's lips pressed against the child's pubic fur, and the mouse blinked, having forgotten she did not have a sheath to kiss. Pulling back, she repeated the process with a torturous slowness to Tiffany's other penis, giggling as the girl yelped and gasped helplessly through her trance.

"Why don't you show me what you can do?" Gadget purred softly, flicking a fingertip across the upper penis's glans.

Over the next several minutes, Tiffany did her best to demonstrate her abilities under Gadget's directions. She went back to having a single penis, and showed how she could make it expand to a maximum size of close to fourteen inches, or vanish completely, leaving her totally female. Her standard size seemed to be around ten inches. She could control the girth of her shaft as well, making it thicker or thinner at will.

Then she began testing herself with multiple penises. She started with two, expanding them to a maximum length of a foot each, changing their shape and size as Gadget instructed. With three penises, Tiffany could only manage a maximum of ten inches each. Gadget discovered that Tiffany could also control the configuration of her erections, placing them side-by-side, top-to-bottom, or in other positions.

Tiffany's face contorted in effort as she coaxed her nanites to create a fourth shaft. She slumped back, panting in arousal and exertion, her four penises dripping pre in copious amounts. She needed release so badly, but Gadget had been teasing her and keeping her just on the verge of climax without letting her go over.

She moaned as Gadget took a tape measure to her erections, determining that they were now at a maximum of eight inches. Tiffany lay, drifting in her trance, unable to even muster the free will to ask for release. However, she then felt a tongue rasp over the head of first her top cock, then her bottom, followed by the right, then the left. It was like balm for her aching shafts, that soft rasping tongue, as it swirled around her glanses. Tiffany managed to lift her head to see Gadget smirking playfully, wrapping her hands around all four fat cocks, pressing them together to allow her to lick and slurp at them all at once.

"Mmm... You're a very lucky girl, Tiffany. I'm glad you're my little lab assistant..." Gadget purred softly. She suddenly climbed onto the table over Tiffany. She gently gripped the girl's right and lower shafts, smearing pre over the flesh to make them glisten. Tiffany, so deeply hypnotized, could not even ask what Gadget was up to; she merely lay there, shuddering and moaning in pleasure.

Gadget smirked, brushing a lock of hair out of Tiffany's face tenderly, before she moved her hips. She slowly maneuvered herself, pressing the girl's right-hand and bottom lengths against her muff and rear.

"Brace yourself, Tiffy, this is gonna be a bit of a ride..." she whispered softly. With a slow pressure, she sank down onto the two shafts, moaning as the penetrated her two holes. Gadget trembled in ecstasy, feeling the steel-hard rods spread her open and slide inside her. She rocked her hips, running her fingertips through Tiffany's stomach fur gently. She panted and shivered, as Tiffany's four members pulsed and throbbed in perfect unison, her sweet pre splashing inside Gadget and against the side of her thigh.

"Nyahhhh..." Tiffany cried softly, rocking her hips back and forth uncontrollably. She closed her eyes, feeling Gadget's inner walls squeezing and spasming around her. The hot, wet heat drove her wild. Her tail thrashed back and forth as she clenched her fists, slowly beginning to pump against Gadget's hips.

The adult matched her movements expertly, grinning as she lashed out with her long tail, wrapping it around Tiffany's left penis. She reached down and began to stroke the right with her free hand, moving with perfect syncronicity. The child yelped and moaned in pleasure, her body trembling from head to toe as Gadget thrust against her.

"M-Miss H-Hackwrench... I-I can't t-take it..." she moaned, "T-Too much!"

"Aww... Okay, dear, why don't you go back to three? I'll have to work with you to get you used to more..." Gadget murmured sympathetically. She pulled off the child, making Tiffany gasp as the cool air of the science classroom hit her shafts. Whispering into Tiffany's ear, Gadget told the girl exactly what she wanted. Tiffany repeated her words sleepily, and frowned in deep concentation.

Tiffany's lower left shaft shrank away to nothing, leaving smooth fur in its place. Her nanites worked to rearrange them in a straight column, top to bottom. The eight-inch lengths pulsed eagerly, and Tiffany gave a sigh of relief as she slumped back against the table.

"What was the matter, dear?" Gadget asked, mounting Tiffany's hips again, teasing her two lower erections with her sopping-wet cleft.

"Nng... O-Overstimulation... J-Just too much to take in..." Tiffany answered, "I-It's why I don't go over three... With four or f-five, there's just too many sensations..."

"I see..." Gadget replied, "Well, just lie back, let yourself drift off... Just enjoy this..."

With that, the mouse plunged down once more, taking the red-orange furred cheetah's lower two lengths inside her again. She moaned as Tiff's middle penis ground against her clitoris and sent bolts of pleasure through her body. She grinned mischievously and squeezed her inner thighs around Tiffany's upper cock. Tiffany gasped in delight as her third erection was squeezed and caressed by soft fur on both sides. All three members pulsed, spurting syrupy jets of precum. The sticky fluid splashed Gadget's inner walls, and splattered across her front, matting down the mouse's stomach fur.

"Mm... This is nice... but not quite right..." Gadget shivered, gyrating her hips against Tiffany, "Make them grow to their full length and expand their girth by sixty percent."

Tiffany blinked and concentrated once more. Gadget gasped as she felt the hard flesh begin to ripple and shift, expanding inside her. The cock between her thighs bloated out, growing longer and considerably thicker even as she watched. It pushed her legs apart slightly, expanding nearly to the width of a soda can. She could feel the same changes with the two inside her, stretching her walls to their limits. Gadget trembled in pure pleasure, hearing Tiffany echo her moans of ecstasy.

"M-Much better..." Gadget purred as Tiffany's erections filled her perfectly, fitting her like a glove. Without another word to the girl, she began to pump her hips, feeling the long, thick lengths rubbing against her sensitive walls. Tiff's pre coated her thighs, drenching the downy fur.

The child gasped, her mind flooded with sensations from her trio of cocks. Gadget was quivering around her, clenching her shafts tighter than she thought was possible. The teacher's thighs squeezed her third member, rolling the foreskin up and down. Tiffany's inner thighs were drenched with her feminine nectar and she yelped in pleasure as Gadget's tail began to prod and caress her clitoris.

Gadget's hips slapped against Tiff's wetly and repeatedly, the sound echoing in the empty classroom. The teacher found herself wishing she had more holes available for Tiffany's shafts, her mind and body awash in ecstasy from the pounding rods. Tiff grit her teeth with strain, her body trembling as she clearly neared her orgasm.

Tiffany yowled like a kitten as she arched her back, burying herself to the hilt inside Gadget. Her three fat shafts twitched several times, before a trio of sprays of hot, thick semen erupted from the heads. She flooded Gadget's tightness, spilling burst after burst inside her teacher. The third erection spasmed between Gadget's thighs, sending ribbons of goo into the air to splash against her breasts, draping off her nipples. The mouse laughed and giggled, rubbing Tiffany's stomach gently, coaxing the girl through the intense joy.

Gadget's climax was strong and fast as Tiff's cum dripped out of her. She squeaked and crushed her hips against the younger girl. Her inner walls clamped down so tightly that Tiffany couldn't pull away. Her nectar spilled out of her, drenching Tiff's thighs. Gadget moaned and shuddered from head to toe, her breasts bouncing and jiggling tantalizingly above Tiffany's face. The girl's spunk coated Gadget's front in thick, pearly blasts, staining Gadget's peach-colored fur white.

Gadget's stomach swelled slightly as Tiffany pumped burst after burst of cubspunk deep into her. She shivered and gasped, opening her thighs a little to allow her to stroke Tiff's third shaft with both hands. She played with the girl's hood, rolling it up and down over the fat head, teasing Tiff. The girl moaned and huffed impotently, unable to do anything in her hypnosis other than cry, thrust, and gush over and over.

It seemed to last an eternity, but soon, Tiff slumped back against the table, her head rolling limply. Gadget ground against her for a few moments more before pulling free of the child, panting. Tiffany's trio of shafts jumped and lurched, spouting a few more gushes of thick spunk onto the table and over her own stomach.

"Tiffany, I want y-you to go to sleep now. You should rest and recover. I'll spruce up your notes and turn them into the Headmaster... I'll also let your mom know you did a really good job," Gadget sighed, rubbing her vulva as Tiff's cum ran out of it in a flood of white.

"...Go to sleep..." Tiffany repeated, closing her eyes exhaustedly. Her last thought before she let slumber take her was of how much extra credit she and her friends had earned.

*****

"So. How did they do?"

"Over two hundred entries, Headmaster. The four of them managed to get most of the staff, and many of the more interesting students," Gadget replied, bowing her head obediently. She placed the notebooks onto the Headmaster's desk. She shivered, looking up at him, feeling her inner thighs dampen with arousal at the thought of having pleased him.

"Mm. Not bad. Saves me a considerable amount of work."

"Yes, Headmaster," Gadget agreed, bowing her head again.

"Give the kids an extra bonus point on top of whatever you had agreed to give them. I think after all their hard work, they deserve it, don't you?"

"Yes, Headmaster," Gadget agreed again, trying to fight the urge to unzip her coveralls and pleasure herself right then and there.

"As for you, my dear... You may kneel over there. You will cum for ten minutes straight, then forget you were ever here."

"Thank you, Headmaster..." Gadget nodded eagerly. She walked over to the side of the room and sat down in a plushy armchair. As soon as her rear touched the cushion, she moaned in ecstasy, her body erupting into climax after climax without ever touching herself. The Headmaster's command alone was enough to drive her over the brink of ecstasy again and again. As the Headmaster read through her report, Gadget's only thought was how happy the kids would be to find out the Headmaster had enjoyed their work. She came again. And again... and again...

To Be Continued!