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"What are we doing again?" Littlefoot asked with a yawn. He'd been in the middle of a strange, but incredibly good dream when Cera woke him up. Now he and the threehorn were trudging through the valley in the dark. There was just enough light for him to make out his friend's backside as she pushed through the brush.

Stars glinted in her eyes as Cera turned back with a sneer. "I saw something come down from the sky and I want to get to it before someone else does."

The longneck let out a loud yawn. "So why am I here?"

She sniffed, "So someone can watch as I find something totally cool." He rolled his eyes as she muscled her way up a hill. He knew she wanted someone to come with her to keep her safe. Not that she'd ever admit that. But that was just who she was.

He stretched his jaws out in a wide yawn as he started up the hill after Cera. He'd only made it a couple steps before he ran into the threehorn's back end. Littlefoot's eyes shot open as his lips pressed against her vent. She froze as well, hind leg lifted in mid step as her head swung around. Since his tongue was partially out of his mouth during the yawn, Littlefoot tasted her flesh. His tongue nudged at the lips and eased into her just a little, tasting her insides. Cera shivered and her cheeks flushed hot as a strange warmth flashed through her body. Her hips rocked back slightly as his tongue slipped through her flesh again, pressing against something inside of her. The female's cheeks flashed hot as she staggered forward with a gasp. "What do you think you're doing?!" She spun around and gave him her best glare, even as her legs trembled slightly.

Littlefoot's head was reeling as he blinked stupidly at Cera. "Huh?" His body felt weird all of a sudden. Both his tongue and lips were tingling and his vent was bulging. "You stopped suddenly, not my fault." She glared and glowered and bared her teeth before turning, sticking her nose in the air, and starting off again.

Licking his lips, he could taste a hint of Cera still lingering there. A shiver raced down his body as the tip of his cock poked through his vent. Cool air caressed the tender head as her breathed out a sigh and shuddered. Trying to ignore it, he locked his eyes onto Cera and tried to focus his attention on something other than the strange things he was feeling. It probably wasn't the best of ideas. His eyes narrowed slowly as he watched that wide rump swaying from side to side. The male swallowed as his heart began to pound harder in his chest. Both of his heads began to throb as his eyes followed that swaying rear. It was hypnotic, calling to some deep part of him.

Cera grumbled and growled, cheeks burning as she stomped down the path. She couldn't believe Littlefoot. How dare he stick his head under her tail like that and lick around her vent? Well, it did feel good, didn't it? The times she'd seen her father mating with Tria, the older female certainly seemed to enjoy when he licked under her tail. Yeah, it did feel good when Littlefoot did it. Her vent was still tingling from his accidental kiss. Part of her wished that he was still licking her. As she walked, her tail slowly began to lift and swing more with each step. Her insides twisted and felt oddly warm. Chest started to heave as she scurried down a slope. Their destination should be nearby. That realization was enough to shake her out of the thoughts that were grabbing her a moment ago.

She ran the last distance to the edge of a crater. The ground was still smoking and warm, but not so much that she couldn't get to the edge of the impact zone. Peering over the edge, the threehorn saw a strange, leaf-shaped stone that pulsed with some sort of internal light. "Oh wow, do you see this?"

"I sure do."

With his friend peering into the crater, he had a good view of a far more interesting hole. Silvery light from the setting moon glistened on the sow's lips. Her tail hiked higher as she lowered her head to peer at the meteorite. Littlefoot was drawn towards those lips like a moth to the flame. There was no room for any thoughts in his mind as his head dipped and his tongue slid over her lips. Cera squeaked and jerked, but didn't move away from him. Breathing out a moan, Littlefoot ran his tongue over the sweet petals of her flower. His cock was aching, having fully erect for a time now. The sight of the threehorn's broad rear and moist lips had roused primal urges in the male. His muzzle nudged against a swollen button between the female's lips. She gurgled out a pleased noise as his lips brushed that orb. Sealing his lips around it, he slurped noisily around it. Cera squealed, bucking her hips back towards his muzzle as her tail hiked higher. His body responded, heavy cock leaping upwards to slap his belly. Another slurp and the female let out a louder squeal as sweet nectar spilled from her privates. That rushed of fluid sparked an urge in the young adult.

Rearing onto his hind feet, Littlefoot surged forward over Cera's body. He wrapped his front limbs around her haunches. "Littlefoot, what are you doing?" Cera gasped, looking back at him with heavily lidded eyes. Her answer came when his hot flesh stabbed against her soft rear. She gasped again, eyes going wide as she squirmed under him, trying to see what was jabbing at her body. Her squirming infuriated the longneck bull, prompting him to bite at her shoulder. Legs trembled as her hips roll slightly. It was just enough for the male to find his target. The wide tip of his cock just kissed her lips before her jerked her hard.

Cera squealed again, body tensing under Littlefoot as her virginity was taken from her in a single thrust. She ground her teeth together as juices squelched wetly around his massively thick post. The normally crass female was speechless as his body slapped hers and drew back. She could only think of his shaft as it plunged back into her. For a moment, her limbs were locked so she could support the male. Then, she began to push back towards him after a moment. She dug her feet into the ground, pawing as their heavy bodies slammed against one another. Her heart was pounding in her head, her tender insides matching the frantic beating. Lusty little whines and moans were driven from her with each slam.

With their attention locked onto their first, primal act of mating, neither of the pair noticed the pulsing light coming from the crater. A deep, green light throbbed from the half-buried stone as it matched their heartbeats.

Littlefoot couldn't have stopped himself even if he wanted to. It all felt too good to even begin to describe. He'd seen others mating, but hadn't thought much of it. Now, he knew why so many were enjoying it. Savage grunts and snorts came from the bull as he dug his forelimbs into her wide sides. More than once, Cera pushed back into him so hard that she nearly dismounted him. Each time he drove in that much harder, reasserting himself as the one in charge here. She took the powerful thrusts like a good sow, with a squeal and lusty buck.

With this being their first time neither would last long. Mere moments after they started, Littlefoot threw his head back and grunted. Deep inside Cera, his tip bulged out lewdly and tried to trap the flood of thick cum he pumped into her. It was no use. She uttered a bellow of her own and clenched down, making his seed leak out of her stretched lips. Heads reeling, neither noticed as the light erupted from the star-stone with a crack. White light flashed through their minds and the pair collapsed, seemingly worn out from their first rut.

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Littlefoot drifted for a long moment, his mind whirling with the chaotic memories from the few moments of his first rut. The warmth that had surrounded him. The feel of those slick muscles stretched around him, pulling him deeper even as they fought him. The way her scent had invaded his senses. How her taste hung on his tongue. Everything whirled around him as a savage tornado of memories. Something he could remember in perfect detail, even as the memories threatened to overwhelm him. In short, it had been mind blowing.

But what had it felt like for Cera?

That thought lingered for him as he clawed his way back to consciousness. Blearily, he opened his eyes and groaned, rolling his head around as he stood slowly. Littlefoot stood there for a moment, swaying from side to side as he tried to clear his head. As he stood there, something tickled down his thigh, but he ignored it as his mind slowly cleared up. Something was off though. It felt like he was far closer to the ground than he should be and his body ached. He tried to stretch his head up, but stopped as something brushed his back. Spinning around, he froze when he saw a body laying behind him. More specifically his body. He stood there for a moment, frozen in shock. Turning his head very slowly, Littlefoot looked at his own body. Sandy flank. Short legs. Eyes crossed and looked at his nose, which was the same color as his flank and sporting a stubby horn. He shivered as something tickled at his thigh again. Lifting a leg and peering back, he could just make out the edges of a vent. As he watched, a thick drop of semen oozed out and plopped to the ground. Quickly he dropped his leg and looked around, "Cera? CERA!?"

"What?" He spun around quickly, looking in every direction. "Whoa, why is the world spinning?" Littlefoot staggered a moment before planting all fours and locking his knees.

"Cera, where are you?" He strained his ears and kept looking towards the undergrowth.

"Right here, but there's something odd going on here. All I can see is bushes. Where are you?" Swinging his head around, he looked at his body again. It was laying right where he last saw it, sprawled out on it's side. "Littlefoot! Are you okay? Grrmm.... Unnmph. I can't move, why can't I move?"

Listening very carefully, he walked towards his own body, eyes locked onto his chest. "I think I'm okay, just really confused."

He let out a gentle sigh when he saw that his chest was moving up and down, as if he were just asleep. "Littlefoot, why can't I move my body?" He ignored Cera's voice, which seemed to be coming from within his own mind rather than his ears.

"I don't know, but I think somehow, I'm in your body."

"WHAT?" he winced at the shriek. "What do you mean you're in my body?!" He ground his teeth at the increasingly annoying volume of her voice. "I AM NOT ANNOYING! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE IN MY BODY?"

Littlefoot gritted his teeth and staggered through some undergrowth. His nose led him right to a shallow pool of water. Leaning over it, he peered into the reflective surface and saw Cera looking back at him in wonder. "I mean somehow I'm in your body." It was Cera's voice, and her mouth moved, but they were his words.

It seemed like several minutes passed as he just stood there, staring into the water. He could feel Cera's emotions as they raced around. Anger, fear, rage, curiosity, but a lot of fear. "This is all your fault," she whispered to him. "You had better fix this."

His mind raced as he stood there at the water's edge. He could feel Cera moving around, trapped in a body that they shared. She squirmed as another bit of their sexual cocktail oozed down their thigh. "What is that?" He blushed and didn't say anything as he showed her. "This really is all your fault. Just like a stupid male. If rutting is like this, then I certainly don't want to do it again." She grumbled with a decisive sniff.

"It wasn't bad, was it?" He could feel her blush as well as a flash of memory of how it felt before she shut it down.

Up came a wall and she huffed, "It was okay, but if I get trapped in my body each time it happens, I don't wanna do it again. Ever."

"Wait, it doesn't happen with everyone. I mean we've heard the adults doing it and they seem fine afterward. Maybe it was that rock you wanted to look at."

She growled at him, "Don't make this out to be my fault! You had better fix it and fix it now!" Littlefoot ground his teeth. Of all the females in the valley, why did he have to get stuck in Cera's body. Why couldn't it have been someone like Ali, or Ruby, or even...

His head snapped up, "Wait! Ruby knows a lot about things, doesn't she?" He was answered with an angry sniff and what felt like a nod. "Maybe we could ask her about this."

Cera thought about it a moment. "Okay, but if you're going to ask her then clean up first."

"Fine."

Littlefoot barely had time to swing his head towards the water before he caught a brief image from Cera. She'd come across Tria once after the female finished mating with Topsy. She was reclined with one leg up and had contorted to clean herself up. As her tongue cleaned her slit, the bigger female made some very pleased noises. Cera had tried to copy her, and after several days of stubborn practice, she managed to do it. He felt the female blush when she realized that he had caught onto her train of thought. "Don't you even think of it." He sighed, and rather than fight about it, just waded into the water.

A quick wallow got them mostly clean. Cera had snarled at him when he started to rub back against a very smooth rock. It felt very good, especially when the water smoothed surface eased into his vent. She snarled at him and threatened no small amount of revenge if he didn't hurry over to Ruby. Knowing she'd keep her promise until he did, he hurried out of the water, only stopping to hide his own slumbering form in a thick bush. "You sure I'll be fine there?" he asked as he nudged a heavy log against the sleeping body. Cera was a lot stronger than she let on, he thought as he reveled in the strength her compact body had.

"Not if we don't get to Ruby right now!" With a sigh, he turned from his body and started off at a trot.

It didn't take them long to find Ruby. With the sun still down, she was tucked away in her cave for the night. Littlefoot tiptoed in, much quieter than Cera ever could have. Still, despite his best attempts at stealth, the swift runner woke up when they were within a few feet. "My friend, what is wrong?" she said in a low whisper.

Littlefoot swallowed and looked around, just making out the dim shapes of Chomper and a couple other dinos. "Need your help with something." The pink female tilted her head, but lead the way out of the cavern. He followed along, trying to match her silent movements. Out of the cave and into the moonlight, he found his eyes drawn to her strong thighs and thick tail. Due to Cera's much lower head, he was able to get glimpses of Ruby's tight little vent.

"Stop staring or you'll run into her like you did me!" Cera snarled in his mind. Snapping his head away, he came to a halt as Ruby stopped.

The runner pirouetted on one food and faced him, a tired smile on her lips. "What is the problem, my friend?"

Littlefoot gulped and leaned in, "It has to be a secret. Promise not to tell anyone?" Ruby's eyes lit up as she nodded, she loved a secret. "I'm Littlefoot." Before she could say anything else, he launched into the story and explained everything as best he could.

When he stopped, she leaned forward and stared into his eyes. Ruby hummed and hawed for a long moment before grabbing his head and holding it as she peered closer. "Helloooo, Cera?"

"Tell her she's squashing my cheeks and I will bite her."

Littlefoot foot was thinking about something else with the runner's mouth this close to his own. "Um, she says hi." Ruby's laugh as full of joy as always and made him smile a bit. "So, what do you think we should do?"

The runner tilted her head and thought for a second, her sweet breath washing over his face. "Well... hmm..." Letting go of his cheeks, she began to pace. "One thought is that maybe... Some more rutting would help!" She giggled and reached down, a hand playfully grabbing his vent. Cera let out an indignant yelp as Littlefoot moaned and pushed back into it. A wave of lust raced through his body as Ruby stroked his vent and made the lips swell.

Looking back over his shoulder, he huffed, "I think that might be a good idea." Ruby looked surprised for a moment before a haze filled her eyes. A deep croon sounded from the female as her fingers squirmed into his wet slit and ran against his swollen clit.

"I think it might be a good one too." Stepping close, she swung her rear around until his nose nearly bumped it. Ruby purred and lifted her tail, showing off her own swelling mound as she leaned over to lick at Littlefoot's pussy. With a breathy moan, Littlefoot swiped his tongue along her pink lips but couldn't twist enough to really lick it.

"Ruby, I can't," he breathed as her fingers darted into his moist folds and teased his clit. A shushing noise silenced him. Quick as a snake, the swift runner shot under his body and squirmed around. In no time, she was on her back with her vent ripe for the licking. Her hands grabbed onto his thighs and she dove right back in, slurping at his vent. His legs nearly gave out before his knees instinctively locked up. Littlefoot lowered his head and returned the favor by driving Cera's thick tongue into her tight hole. The threehorn female was griping and growling at him, but he didn't listen as his tongue dove deeper into those delicious folds. Ruby's tail thumped on the ground as she brought her legs up and hooked them behind his frill, keeping her vent pressed to his lips.

"Well, what do we have here?" Both of them froze at the voice. The words were deep and spoken with an amused purr behind them. Littlefoot craned his head as much as he could with Ruby's legs locked behind Cera's (Well, his for now) frill. He could just make out Ruby's father standing at the cave entrance.

Ruby pulled her head back, lips popping lewdly off his swollen clit. "Just helping a friend, Daddy." Mond arched an eyebrow and let out an interested noise. Littlefoot groaned into her vent as the pink runner twisted two fingers into his vent. "Yeah, see Cera here has a little problem and we thought that maybe a good rutting would help with it."

Mond moved away from the cave and padded around towards his front, "Is that so?" Leaning in, he brought his muzzle almost even with Littlefoot's. Ruby moaned as her own father blow across her slit, "Well, can an old man help out at all?" His eyes sparkled, "There are certainly a few things I can teach you that I'm sure a lovely woman such as yourself doesn't know yet."

"DON'T YOU RUTTING DO IT, LITTLEFOOT, I WILL MURDER YOU!"

Littlefoot licked his lips, tasting Ruby's sweet honey on them. "Yes, please."

Cera's scream echoed in his head as Mond straightened up, "Then tell me, have you ever heard of a blow job?" Littlefoot shook his head. "Then let our lesson begin there." He stood straight and smiled, his vent bulging out. Littlefoot's eyes were drawn to it as the male's cock popped out and firmed up. The length was pointed at the tip with a gentle looking spiral-like ridge that ran for half his length. "Just give the tip a lick at first."

Cera snarled into his ear, "Don't you dare do it, Littlefoot. Don't you even think about doing this with MY body which you STOLE from ME!"

Littlefoot breathed in Mond's scent and groaned as his borrowed body responded. "Cera," he said mentally, "Shut up."

His tongue brushed against the tip just a second before his muzzle slipped right over the length. The taste was salty, but not over powering. There was a strange quality to it that made him want more even as his tongue slipped over it. At first, he simply did it because he wanted to get back at Cera for bitching at him so much. But the more he tasted, the more he began to enjoy it. His cheeks colored as Mond's groin tapped against his muzzle. It was at that moment that he suddenly realized that he had another guy's dick in his mouth. He'd heard Topsy talk about homosexuality before, and had wondered why a guy would turn to it when there were so many females around. Now, a part of him wondered if what he was doing was gay. No, he reasoned, he was in a female's body, so it was perfectly straight.

Right?

The blush deepened as he looked up at Mond, tongue pressed up against the underside of the male's length. Gentle fingers stroked his cheek, "Move your tongue, like this." He watched as the male slipped his tongue out and rolled it through several shapes, using two of his own fingers to simulate a penis. Of course, it was even harder to concentrate as Ruby drove her tongue into his slit and swirled it around. He pushed Cera's unfamiliar tongue around the cock, tracing over the spiraled ridges and against that pointed tip. The older swift runner crooned praises and offered slight tips as he moved his hips slowly. Littlefoot's mind was whirling as he continued to work his tongue against that cock while the younger runner was pumping her fingers and tongue in and out of his body.

A moan leaked out around Mond's cock as Ruby worked Littlefoot until his thighs were quivering. Fingers plunged deep into his wet pussy, tongue snaking around them and lapping at his insides. No matter where her fingers went, her tongue had already been there. Pressing her lips tight against his petals, she moaned into him and lifted her rear off the ground. Her swollen mound pressed against the underside of her father's cock, coating it with her delicious honey. Feeling this, he purred louder and rolled to grind his cock against her.

Mond breathed out a sigh and smiled, "Two very lovely ladies tending to me. What have I done to be so lucky?" His fingers ran along Littlefoot's frill before grabbing it firmly. The older male began to thrust, smacking his groin against the sow's face as his cock slipped easily over the slick tongue. Littlefoot struggled to keep, but that cock was moving too quickly for his addled mind to keep up with. He could only stand there, legs locked, as his pussy tried to grab a hold of Ruby's fingers and tongue. Meanwhile her father's cock evaded his tongue's attempts to slither against it. Cera was silent in the back of his mind, a mix of emotions radiating from the threehorn as her body was used to pleasure the two runners.

He climaxed without much of a warning, eyes rolling back in his head as he groaned around the pumping cock. Littlefoot's borrowed body twitched and shook as his juices coated Ruby's face and hand. Mond pulled back and watched as Littlefoot's tongue rolled from his mouth. It hung there as he panted and gasped, hips rolling and tail flagging with need. Lights danced and flashed before his eyes as the swift runner continued to tease and please him. Ruby's expert fingers and tongue worked their dark magic, elevating his climax to something of legendary status. If it hadn't been for his locked legs, he was certain that he would've fallen over and crushed the pink female.

For what seemed like several minutes, he just stood there, panting as Ruby massaged his swollen petals and kissed his slick skin. Mond drew him back with a gentle caress, fingers gliding over his cheek. "Well, looks like you had fun." He smiled and angled his head, cock throbbing against his belly. "I think it's only fair that sweet Ruby and I had ours now. Don't you agree?" Littlefoot nodded and leaned forward, intent on taking that cock back into his mouth so he could taste what the male's seed tasted like. Mond danced away with a chuckle and strode behind him. "I have my sights on something else, if you don't mind." The threehorn shook his head and looked over his shoulder. Mond pushed his tail up and knelt behind him, rubbing his pointed tip against the threehorn's sopping wet folds. "Ruby dear, I believe your friend's mouth is free now."

"Yes, Papa. Oh yes it is," she moaned as she squirmed out from under Littlefoot's stubby form. Taking the cue, Littlefoot swung his head around and moaned. Ruby was on her back with legs spread wide, hands reaching down to spread open her petals. Her cheeks colored as she held herself on display, folds glistening with her arousal.

The pair shared a moan as Littlefoot dove right in, burying his muzzle into her pussy. The threehorn nuzzled into the soft folds, taking in her scent for just a second before driving his tongue against the tight walls. Her hands lifted to stroke his face as she arched towards his muzzle, pulling him closer. Littlefoot closed his eyes and let his muzzle root against her fields, tongue plunging deep with each lick. Her honey was so sweet, each lick making him want to taste even more of her sweetness. At that moment, he was certain that things could not get better.

Then Mond reminded him of his presence.

As he nudged his muzzle into Ruby's pussy, the older runner was watching with a lustful gleam in his eyes. Mere seconds after his daughter tried in vain to keep from crying out, he hunched over the threehorn. Littlefoot nearly squealed into the female's body as his tailhole was spread open. The virgin backdoor was quickly pushed open by the slick, pointed shaft. He gasped into Ruby's vent as a strange pleasure rippled through his body. As the male moved, those spiraled ridges that stretched across his shaft rippled against Littlefoot's insides. They tugged and pushed, twisting the soft flesh in the most pleasurable way. Mond's dexterous hands closed about his hips and held on as the male's body thumped against his backside. Littlefoot felt a need building inside of him as the runner's strong legs powered him forward with each thrust. Shoving back, he let his rear smack against the male's lap. The runner staggered against the buck, tightening his grip before responding in kind.

Ruby was panting and moaning, her legs wrapped around Cera... err, Littlefoot's neck once more. She was using both hands, her legs, and even her tail to drive her groin up against the threehorn's mouth. The pink runner's moans were growing louder and more frantic as the tongue swept at her insides. Opening her eyes just a little, she watched as her father hunched over the other female, body smacking against the lifted backside. She couldn't begin to count the times she'd seen her parents rutting, and the times she'd wondered how it felt. She had been with a few males around the valley, but never her father. Her mind flashed back to moments ago when his cock was sliding against her pussy. Cheeks burned with her blush as she huffed and arched up. She barked out a cry as she peaked, juices squirting against Littlefoot's muzzle.

Mond's eyes opened wider as he watched his daughter squirming and gasping under the threehorn's enthusiastic mouth. Ears strained as he heard her moaning something that sounded suspiciously like 'Papa' as she peaked. Teeth clenched and his cock jumped inside of the tight little threehorn. Could it be that his daughter wanted to experiment with him? The mere idea of it made his body tense and jerk. Arching up, he gave a swift tug and buried himself inside of that sweet rear. His cock leapt and bucked as he painted the threehorn's insides with his cream. Only partway through, he pulled out and let his seed paint that lovely ass with thick streaks.

Stuck in between the runners, Littlefoot could only whine into Ruby as the cock slipped out of his body. He pressed back when it was shoved against his rear, blushing as the warmth spread across his backside. The three stood there for a long moment, bodies heaving as they wound down from their pleasures. Mond was the first to move, stepping away and leaning in to clean the mess he made. Littlefoot groaned against Ruby was the runner's tongue cleaned off his backside before diving into his rear. Ruby moved next, freeing his head and letting herself lay down on the ground. Littlefoot merely stood there as the male finished cleaning up, then walked around to his front. He lifted his head as Mond leaned in and kissed. Caught off guard, he just stood there as the male's tongue swept around his mouth, sharing some of the seed he'd lapped up. He was frozen as the male pulled away with a smile and repeated the motion with his daughter. Ruby arched up towards the kiss, tongue twining around her father's for a moment before the kiss broke.

Mond ran his hand against Ruby's cheek, "Sweet Ruby, why don't you and your friend go play somewhere else for a bit." His eyes sparkled as he smiled, "I have something to discuss with your mother." He looked over at the cave, drawing their attention over there. The other female stood in the entrance, cheeks burning bright as she licked damp fingers. "Be back before dark. We will have a surprise for you." With a purr, he turned from them and advanced on his mate

Ruby's cheeks flashed bright before settling to a low burn. She scrambled to her feet and glanced at her parents before leaning in to whisper. "Did it work?"

Littlefoot blinked dully before shaking his head. "No, I'm still here." A thought came to him at that moment. "Maybe it's because he didn't... Um..." cheeks burned as the threehorn gulped. "Didn't finish inside me." He looked towards the cave, wondering if he could ask Mond to go again, but the older runners were both missing. "Ruby, I know your parents want you back here later, but could I ask you something?" The runner licked her lips, a hungry glint in her eyes as she looked out into the woods. "Could you go look after my, Littlefoot's, body until I fix this? If I don't have it fixed by high sun, then I'll come get you."

She looked from him to the woods again before nodding. "Anything, my friend. My friend, anything." Sighing with relief, he described where they left his body, promising to be back there one way or another before the appointed time.

"I can't believe you did that to my body," Cera grumbled in his head as Littlefoot padded away from the cave.

He cast a glance over towards Ruby as the swift runner dashed into the woods, somehow vanishing quickly despite her bright coloring. He mumbled under his breath, "Don't act like you didn't enjoy it too. I could feel it."

Littlefoot felt a flash of embarrassment from Cera, "I did not!" He ignored her as he plodded along, trying to think about where to go next. "Well, have you figured out how to fix this mess you got me into?"

"Not yet. I mean, we don't even know what happened really. All we can do is guess." He nearly tripped over a rock. "How do you manage? Your eyesight is terrible."

Cera snarled, "Then don't use it. My nose and ears are much better. Stop, smell, and listen instead of just blundering around like an idiot." Biting back a response, he shoved his way through some bushes and up a short hill.

Stopping at the top, he craned his neck and sniffed. He felt like an idiot as he stood there, nose to the wind. At least until he began to pick apart scents.

Cera was right, her nose was much better than his. With the wind blowing in his face, he could not only identify plants, but also get an idea of how far they were from him. Tilting his head back further, he took another whiff and caught a deep, musky scent. "That's my Dad." He recognized the scent, but it was far more complex than he'd ever thought. There was something about the scent that made him feel a bit giddy. More than that, he could sense something else that pulled at his attention. His head tilted as a throaty grunt drifted up the hill towards him. "Littlefoot, I think my Dad's in trouble!" Turning his head, he listened closer. Sure enough, he could pick up the male's struggled breathing. "I was supposed to join him for patrol, we gotta go help him!" Cera's urgency hit him like a blow to the head.

Before he knew what he was doing, he was skidding down the hill. Her short legs began to thunder against the ground as he set off in a charge. Cera's body was quicker than he thought it would be. Going down the hill was far easier than he thought. Especially since he could just crash through most of the things he'd normally be trying to avoid. He only slowed as he reached the bottom of the hill and swerved around a rock. "Hurry up, what are you doing?"

Littlefoot gritted his teeth as he fought against the waves of panic crashing through the stolen body. "What if there's something there, like a sharptooth. Wouldn't you want to look first?"

Cera snarled at him, "I don't care what it is, who it is, or anything. You're going to get there quickly and you are going to help my dad!"

"Fine."

Following his ears and nose, he shoved his way through the brush. "There's a path he patrols on up here." Littlefoot slowed down a bit despite Cera's frantic urging. Last thing he wanted was to come up on the boar fighting a sharptooth. Knowing his luck, he'd probably end up getting in the way rather than help. A louder thud and a grunt sounded from the other side of some bushes. Ducking down, he shouldered them aside and stopped in his tracks.

Topsy stood there, only a few feet away with his eyes closed. The boar was just off the rarely used path, standing in knee-high grass. As Littlefoot watched, he let out a deep grunt and rolled his hips. Topsy's massive cock lifted from the grass and smacked against his belly before dropping into the grass. A shiver raced along the male's form as he rolled his hips, letting his length slither through the grass. Cera squeaked at seeing her father do such a thing, "May...maybe we should go."

Littlefoot licked his lips and felt a strange pull towards the boar. He rubbed his thighs together, feeling a bit of moisture start to leak from his vent. "You're the one that said I had to help your dad, no matter what."

"Yeah, but..." her argument was lost as he slipped through the tall grasses.

With his eyes closed, and so focused on the wonderful feel of that tall grass on his cock, Topsy didn't even suspect that he had a visitor. While he would've loved for Cera to come out on patrol with him, the girl had slipped off some time during the night. Which was fine, since he'd been looking at this soft piece of grass for days now. There was just something about the feel of those gentle blades tickling his cock that just got him so worked up. He tensed his hips and let his cock slap against his belly with a solid thud. The muscles held for a moment, grinding his member against his hanging belly before he let it drop back into the soft grass. The boar nearly purred as he wiggled his hips back and forth. The soft plants rubbed and teased him, his body starting to tense. He'd forgotten how long he'd been here, but it didn't matter. Just a bit longer and he'd blow, then he would clean up and finish his patrol. Tightening his hips, he made his length slap his belly again before immediately dropping it.

Dropping it right into a waiting mouth. His eyes shot open as a someone took his tip into their mouth and flicked their tongue against his screw shaped tip. Topsy reacted to the sudden oral by bucking his hips forward. The soft, tight mouth gave way and he felt his tip stab into an even tighter throat. Muscles clenched around his cock and a faint gagging sound came from his flank. The tongue flicked against his shaft and the head refused to move, lips stretched tight around his flesh. Stunned, he stood there with wide eyes as the throat clenched and rolled around him, his partner swallowing around him. Topsy's eyes rolled back as he let out a low bellow and came.

Littlefoot's were watering when Topsy plunged into his throat, but he wasn't going to give up. Pushing back the urge to gag, he shoved his head further along the massive dick. Topsy's musky flavor was making him squirm as his loins began to ache. He knew just what it longed for. Eyes shut slowly as he licked at the shaft. Even though he had a male's dick in his throat, and was going to try and convince said male to fuck him, that didn't make him gay. Right? He was still in a female's body, so it was all good, yeah?

Any further thoughts he might have had were interrupted as the threehorn boar climaxed. Littlefoot's throat bulged around the cock as the first massive shot launched right down his throat. His gag reflex made a swift return as he jerked back. The second blast made his cheeks bulge as his mouth was quickly flooded. He was only able to savor the heavy flavor of the cum for a moment before the spiraled tip popped from his mouth. Littlefoot stood there, gasping for air with mouth open as the boar's length jumped in front of him. He caught the third shot right across his face before it dropped lower. The last spray hit the ground and pushed the grass down. Littlefoot let his head hang down and panted for air, coughing as some of that thick cream stuck in his throat.

"CERA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

The bellow made him jump, adrenaline hitting him hard as he spun around. Thinking quick, he adopted the best embarrassed smile and tried to mimic the threehorn female. "Sorry Daddy, I just came around and saw you and well... hee, I thought you might need some help." Topsy's face darkened and he shook, a sure sign that the boar was about to explode. As Cera silently gaped at him, stunned at what was going on, Littlefoot pressed onward. "It's just I've never seen a male as big or as magnificent as that." Leaning in, he gave the softening cock a lick. "I just couldn't resist it." He swung his head around and batted his eye shyly, "Could... could you show me what it's like to be with a real male?" He felt something shift and the boar's eyes clouded for a moment.

Topsy swayed and blinked, "Have you been with any other males before, Cera?"

The female snarled in his head, "Don't you do it, Littlefoot."

"Just a couple, I was curious." Littlefoot batted his eyes again and wiggled as if nervous, making sure to give the boar a quick flash of his moist lips.

Cera's voice dropped and anger radiated from her, "I will kill you for this, you know. I will get you back for everything you do to me today."

Topsy shifted from one foot to the other. "You have, huh? My girl is growing up." He licked his lips, eyes locked onto Littlefoot's thick tail and what waited underneath. "Well, I suppose it is my duty to teach you certain things." He cleared his throat, looking a bit embarrassed even as his cock began to stiffen again. "Just don't tell anyone about this lesson, okay Honey?"

Littlefoot felt a nervous flutter in his belly as he laid back on a rock. Topsy had decided that for this particular lesson, they had better go someplace a bit more private. Just a few moments of walking, his eyes locked onto the boar's cock as it swayed back and forth under him, brought them to a secluded grotto. Topsy pointed out a rock and explained that even though he was an adult, he still had some growing to do. So the rock would be a nice place for the larger male to brace himself while he provided some education. Littlefoot wiggled his borrowed body down onto the mossy rock and watched as Topsy approached. The boar looked at him, "Is that how you want to do it?"

Littlefoot shivered as the hot breath blew against his moist pussy. "Yeah. I mean, I kinda want to see it and all."

Topsy nodded and shifted from side to side, looking over the reclined body in front of him. For a moment, Littlefoot felt a nervous flutter, wondering if the male was going to back down. His fears eased as Topsy stepped forward and nudged his vent. "Oh Cera, you smell so good." Littlefoot moaned as the boar nuzzled his vent and pushed his tongue in. Toes curled as he pressed his thighs against the male's cheeks. Topsy bobbed his head and took a couple deep licks, eyes lidded. After just a moment, he reared up and planted both his front legs on the rock. Littlefoot gulped as the boulder shook under him, but held still as the male moved over him.

He felt the male's massive member touch his tail before it swung up. Craning his head, Littlefoot caught a glimpse of it as Topsy waddled forward. The meat came down against his tail with a heavy slap. Hot precum oozed from the tip and coated his tail as the boar inched upwards. The cock jumped up and landed with another heavy thump. He felt it pressing against the base of his tail, so close to his tailhole. What would it feel like, to have something stuffed into that other hole? He didn't have more than a second to wonder that before the penis slipped further and nestled against his folds. Littlefoot squirmed eagerly, the tip sliding against his swollen folds. "Hold still," came the grunt from the male. He tried to do as he was asked, spreading his legs as wide as possible so he could watch that thick slab of man meat as it pushed against him.

Topsy only gave a small push against his folds, barely spreading them, before bucking harder against him. Cera's body resisted for just a moment before it gave way. Littlefoot gasped as he was forced open by the heavy cock. Topsy groaned from somewhere overhead as he stepped forward, sinking several inches into the tight folds under him. Littlefoot swooned as more of the dick was pushed into him, but there was far more waiting to be plunged in. "Oh he's so big..." He started as Cera moaned that into his mind. She felt his surprise and he felt waves of embarrassment rolling off her. "I mean... he's bigger than you are. And I'm gonna get you for doing this to me!" She tried to put up an angry front, but it cracked quickly as the boar crammed more of his girth into their shared body.

Both were panting as Topsy inched his length into the sow below him. If he stretched his head, Littlefoot could just make out a bulge in his gut made by the massive penis. Topsy kept moving forward until they both felt him bottom out. "Don't think you'll be able to take much more," he groaned, "even if I do get into your egg chamber." Littlefoot just lay there, tongue hanging from his mouth as his head spun from pleasure. The boar's length hit everything inside of him all at the same time. He could feel both their heartbeats, his as it made his tunnel throb around the cock, and Topsy's as it made him pulse inside of the tight slit.

Topsy began to thrust, slowly at first. He barely moved his hips but he didn't have to. Littlefoot's body slid some against the rock, but it didn't matter. Each little shift of that breeding pole hit everything inside of his body. He began to squirm and writhe under the boar, breathing moans up against his chest. Topps responded to the eager female with a feral grunt, increasing the force of his thrusts. He barely pulled back before driving in again. Littlefoot's soft lips were stretched and pulled with each withdrawal before the hard cock was driven back in. It slammed against that barrier deep inside his body and bowed under the male's raw force. He pressed his limbs against the boar's bulk, trying to hold on as he was hammered time after time. Littlefoot jerked and squealed under the heavy male as that heavy cock drove him over the edge.

The threehorn boar threw his head back and grunted. His mouth hung open as he uttered all kinds of lustful calls. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had a female this tight. Most of the ones he had a fling with were the females from the valley, all of whom had laid at least one clutch of eggs. It was like Cera's body was molding perfectly to his shape. His eyes rolled back as he heard her cry out and her body tightened around him so hard he was sure that he'd blow right then. He slowed his rutting as she came, body barely moving as she milked him. Moving just a little, he glanced down and felt his cheeks burn when he saw his daughter writhing about under him. He felt his insides roll and clenched his jaw with a groan. The younger female relaxed a little, her vice-like tunnel loosening its hold. With a trumpeting cry, he started to rut again.

Littlefoot had just recovered from an incredibly intense orgasm when the boar began moving again. It was easily the most intense finish he'd had, which sadly weren't many considering his limited experience. Lubricated by his finish, Topsy's cock began to slip and slide a bit more inside of his body. The threehorn moaned and lifted his hips, trying to take in more of that thickness. Overhead, the boar responded in kind, trying to cram even more of his cock in. Littlefoot could feel the length slap against his tail as it flexed under the force. Both could feel that barrier start to flex and give under the continual ramming. Whines and grunts mixed as the lustful pair, an incestuous father and a body thief, drove towards a singular goal.

A sharp squeal tore through the air as Littlefoot shoved his hips upwards and peaked. Juices exploded from around the huge cock and ran along his tail, dipping to the rock below. Topsy tossed his head and bellowed as he buried his length one final time before it all broke loose. His tip drilled past the sow's cervix, letting his first blast fire right into Littlefoot's egg chamber. The smaller threehorn's belly bulged with the sheer volume of seed being pumped into it. He groaned as his gut tightened, the cum running past the crude seal made by the cock. It nearly burst from his vent and ran down his backside. The second burst made his belly bulge again, before another deluge of cum was released his body.

He pressed his head against Topsy's chest and counted.

Three.

Four.

Five pumps. Each one filling him to overflowing.

By the firth one, the boar was already starting to soften. His cock slid out, followed by a rush of his cream. Littlefoot shivered at the feel of that thick ooze running out of his stretched hole. He lay there, cheek pressed against the cool moss, as Topsy dismounted. Both were silent as the boar looked over the female as her vent slowly tightened up. There was an astonishing amount of his cum staining her backside, which matched the bit that still clung to her face. He shivered and leaned his head forward to lick over the mess. Littlefoot moaned and lifted his head as the tongue slipped into his vent. The boar stopped, tongue freezing mid-lick. His cheeks turned a dark color as he pulled his tongue back and cleared his throat. "There should be a place we can clean up over here."

Rolling over, Littlefoot slid down the rock. He blushed as well as more cum was spread across his body. With the stuff running down his thighs, he staggered off behind the boar slowly. "I can't believe you did that. To my father. With my body!" Littlefoot didn't answer as he followed Topsy to a pool and slipped into it, wallowing around some. The boar took a quick dip, but didn't look at him as he got cleaned up. Topsy was done long before Littlefoot was and started to get out of the pool.

"Um, Dad?" The boar stopped and looked over his shoulder slowly. "Could we... maybe do that again sometime? I mean, when we're out on patrol."

He felt Cera growl, but stay silent as the bigger male swallowed and nodded his head slowly. "Sure, just as long as it's kept a secret."

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Cera wouldn't shut up. "I can't believe that you did all that, and then you asked my dad to do more to me! How am I supposed to tell him no now?"

Littlefoot ground his teeth, "Maybe you should just enjoy it when he starts coming onto you. You didn't really complain during all that. In fact, you loved it. And don't tell me you didn't because I know better. So just enjoy bending over and sucking your father's dick. You've been doing it long enough in practice, time for you to physically do it."

"You...I..... you asshole!"

Before he could snap a reply to her, a snide voice spoke up. "What's this? One of the runts all alone and she's talking to herself." He spun around and fixed Hyp with a glare. The male took a step back, eyes wide in surprise. He covered up his fear with some bravado. "What's wrong, did your little friends run off and leave you alone?"

Nod's eyes narrowed as the male took a step forward, heavy tail thumping on the ground. "Hey, you guys smell that?" Mutt let out a loud snork and grinned, giggling a bit to himself.

Hyp took a step forward and took a few deep whiffs before a smile started to form on his lips. "Smells like this little runt has been having a bit of fun with some guy."

Littlefoot and Cera moved together, redirecting their anger towards the three bullies. "Yeah I have been." Littlefoot arched his neck and sniffed. "Funny, I don't smell any females on you. Actually, I never have smelled girls on you." His lips curled into a sneer, "All I ever smell on you three is each other. What? Can't find any girls that wanna play with your meat stick, boys?"

Nod and Mutt shuffled their feet and avoided his gaze. But Hyp was quick on the rebound, "We've had plenty of women to play around with. We've each had our share of pumping a big load right into their vent."

In a Cera-like move he rolled his eyes, "Uh huh, I'm sure you have. Even you should know that closing your eyes and pretending Mutt is a bitch doesn't count." Stalking forward on stiff legs, he lifted up to stare at the taller male. "Besides, what girls are there your age? Oh yeah, there aren't any in the valley, are there?"

Hyp looked between his two friends and stammered. "There are other females. Yeah, there are other ones outside of the valley."

He adopted a very smug look, "What? One of the sharpteeth? You know they'll eat any meat that's offered to them." Littlefoot's eyes rolled over the male, "Although I don't think you'd be much more than a snack for them."

Cheeks flushed as the bully pawed at the ground. "I've gotten nothing but compliments from the people I've been with."

"Oh yeah?"

Hyp pushed out his chest, "Yeah! I've never once had someone complain about anything I've done during a rut... Hey! What are you doing?" The bully jumped as Littlefoot shoved his head in and ran his tongue along Hyp's vent. Hyp went backwards before nearly tripping over his own tail and bumping into Mutt.

Littlefoot adopted Cera's smuggest, most all-knowing expression. "Well, if it's that good then I want to see it for myself. Unless you're just scared to let me handle it."

His lip pulled back into a snarl as he stalked forward. "I ain't scared of what a runt can do."

Littlefoot ducked his head again and felt something from Cera. "Something up?" he asked her, keeping his voice to a whisper.

Cera nearly purred into his mind, "I want to do this. After today and the things you've put me through, I want to humiliate these bozos."

Littlefoot grinned and ran his tongue along Hyp's vent again. The lips were already swollen and bulging as his tongue slipped against it. The older male let out a groan. He got in a second lick before the cock burst from those leathery folds. It shot out so fast, he was lucky it didn't put out his eye. As it finished firming up, Littlefoot gave it a quick once over. It was smaller than Mond's length, with a slightly blunted tip. It was curved like the swiftrunner's length, but lacked any ridges at all. It was thinner too, but might be the same length. He shrugged and started to play with the male some. Starting at the base, he licked his way up over the shaft slowly before closing his mouth around the tip. Hyp fidgeted for a moment before resting his hands on Littlefoot's frill, hips jerking as the mouth slid over his cock.

It didn't take long before the male was hard as a rock and throbbing inside of his mouth. Littlefoot looked up and smirked as he pinned the shaft between his tongue and the roof of his mouth. Hyp's mouth was hanging open, gasping for air. So very slowly, Littlefoot pulled his head back until the cock sprang up and nearly slapped Hyp's belly. The lowrunner male uttered a groan and looked down at him, "Why'd you stop?" Cera giggled in the back of his mind at the needy whine that flavored the male's voice.

"Just getting you ready for me." Turning around, Littlefoot hiked his thick tail and wiggled his hips teasingly. "You're been talking the talk. Now time to see if you can back up that big mouth of yours." Looking back, he drew a shiver from the male as he teased him by rubbing his tail against the hard length.

Hyp swallowed and stepped forward, "I'll show you what I can do, you little runt cunt." Littlefoot could feel him quivering with nerves as he stepped up behind him. Reaching down, Hyp lined his length up with the waiting slot. He moaned as the threehorn's slick juices coated his tip and the soft lips began to spread open for him. The over-eager male drove forward and buried his entire cock into the welcoming folds with a moan of pure bliss. He wiggled his hips against that lifted rear, savoring how that slick tunnel felt around his post. The velvet sleeve tightened briefly around him as he pulled back. Hyp only got an inch out before his lusts drove him forward again, drawing a grunt from the threehorn as his body smacked her rear.

"Are you in yet?"

Littlefoot looked back with a smirk. He could feel the lowrunner buried up to his root, but the male was really nothing compared to the others he'd been with that day. Hyp blinked at him, eyes clouded over with pleasure. "Come on, I don't have all day to stand here and wait for you to get it in." He huffed and turned his head, but not before seeing the runner's cheeks starting to color.

"I am in, you little runt." Hyp growled and gave a harder thrust, their bodies smacking against each other lewdly.

Littlefoot feigned a yawn, "You are? Can't really feel much of anything." He looked back with a very Cera-like glint in his eyes. "Must be sad to know that Littlefoot is already so much bigger than you are."

He could almost hear Hyp snap as the male reached his breaking point. Hands grappled his hips hard enough to bruise as the male screeched out his anger. Lifting up onto his toes, the lowrunner began to hammer Littlefoot's rear with hard, fast thrusts. Inside his head, he heard Cera moan out and bliss roll from the trapped female as the frenzied male rutted her hard and fast. Lowering his head, he snarled; "Oh, I think I just felt something there." Hyp snarled and hunched over his body. He couldn't reach the threehorn's neck, especially not behind that frill, but he did bite down onto the sow's back. Littlefoot gasped at the bite and shoved back hard enough to almost knock the male off balance. Tightening his hold, Hyp launched back forward with a hiss and rained a flurry of blows against Littlefoot's backside.

Littlefoot arched into the thrusts and moaned. Cera was muttering things into his mind, encouraging him for once instead of bitching about what he was doing. The pair were moving in harmony, guiding her body back towards the savage rutting they were receiving. "Yeah, that's it. Come on, give it to me harder!" He growled, mirroring the threehorn's words that she moaned in his mind.

"Aahhh... AAAhhh!"

As suddenly as it started, everything just stopped. Hyp held himself tight against that wide rear as Littlefoot just stared straight ahead. Slowly, very slowly, he turned his head around and took in the blissful expression that was plastered on the runner's face. His lip curled up slowly as the male stroked his hips, that slender length throbbing inside of his vent. "Are you... done?"

Hyp nodded, a very smug expression on his face. "Yeah, I'm all done." Stepping back, he let his length fall out with a soft pop. A stream of cum ran out of Littlefoot's slit and dripped onto the ground below. "How was that, huh? Pretty good, am I right?"

Moving in sync now, Littlefoot and Cera spun around and snarled together, "That was easily the lamest excuse for rutting I've ever had. You barely got started before you were done." Hyp backed up, eyes wide as the threehorn stomped towards him. "You had a good start going, but then you went and blew your wad after only a few seconds? How pathetic can you be! I think Littlefoot lasted longer with his first rut than you just did." Lowering his head, Littlefoot charged a couple steps and butted the older male in the gut. Hyp staggered backwards as the air rushed from his lungs. Littlefoot spun from the male as the runner fell onto his back and wheezed. Narrowing his eyes at the other two bullies he growled, "You! Mutt, on your back now." Mutt scrambled to comply, not bothering to hide the erection that had sprung up while he watched Hyp bang away at the threehorn sow. "What are we going to do?" Littlefoot asked Cera as he stalked over the male.

"Something I saw Ruby's mom doing once. Just go with it."

Standing over the prone male, Littlefoot leaned down to lick over that cock. Mutt was far thicker and longer than Hyp, even bigger than Mond had been. His thick length had several prominent veins running along its length, and had a wide, blunt head. It's taste was heavier too, almost like the rich earthiness that Topsy's cock had possessed. He didn't linger on it long though, slurping on it just enough to get the head wet. Mutt watched with dull eyes, mouth hanging open in a pant, as the threehorn waddled over his reclined body. Both shivered as the cock was pressed between their bodies, leaving a trail of precum down Littlefoot's front. He stopped when their hips were about equal. Leaning forward, he growled right into the male's face. "Reach down and pop your cock into me."

The male nodded wordlessly and reached down, doing just as he was asked. The blunt tip strained against Littlefoot's vent for just a moment before the threehorn sat down. Mutt's head fell to the ground as he moaned, his ram diving several inches into the slick wetness. "Push up." He responded to the order immediately, lifting his hips as the sow sank down. Hyp's cum was forced out of the stretched lips, running down over the male's length. Littlefoot/Cera moaned and rolled their head, "That's good. Now start thrusting." Mutt only groaned in response, tongue hanging from his mouth as his hips began to rhythmically rise and fall.

Littlefoot savored the feel of that nice, big length sliding through his body for a moment before turning on the third member of the group. Nod was staring at his rear, transfixed by its movements. Littlefoot could just barely make out the male's length, hidden as it was under his bulk. "You, come here too." Nod licked his lips and waddled over, his length swaying under his gut. Littlefoot could make out a sharply pointed tip and a red-throbbing length, but that was it. Under Cera's guidance, he hiked his tail higher. "Lick my rear."

Nod looked under that tail and leaned in to sniff, "You mean right here?" His tongue pressed against the threehorn's pucker and wiggled.

Eyes rolled back as the sow moaned, "Yessss, right there." Littlefoot felt a strange fluttering in his belly as he was rimmed by the male. Hips lifted towards the probing tongue as it nudged and teased his tight ring.

The spike-side smirked, "I know just what to do. Leave it to me, Princess."

The tongue pushed and probed against his rear before invading it. Nod pressed his lips to the presented rear and swirled his tongue around. To his surprise, not only were the muscles somewhat relaxed for him, but he could taste the hint of another male back there. He wouldn't be getting sloppy seconds, not like Mutt was, but he wouldn't have some virgin trying to break his dick in half either. Sliding his tongue out, he grinned at the ass. Giving the sow's tail base a nice nip, he reared up and stalked forward on hind legs. "Brace yourself and spread'em, Mutt."

Littlefoot grunted as the male landed on his hips, grateful that Cera's body was so sturdy. Mutt reached back and grabbed his cheeks, spreading them open as Nod waddled forward. "Why you warning Mutt? Should've warned me about your heavy ass."

The male leaned forward to coo, "Don't complain until you feel this!" One good thrust drove his cock into Littlefoot's ass, not stopping until every inch was tucked away safely in his ass. Littlefoot and Cera cried out in one voice as the two males began to hammer him.

Littlefoot felt strange as the two began to pound in unison. He twitched and jerked between them, firmly trapped but still trying to buck against both. Cera was getting louder in his mind, chanting for them to go harder and give her more. His mouth began to form those words, echoing her thoughts. Feet pawed at the ground, doing their best to shove back against the twin lengths that were invading him. Nod's length rubbed against Mutt's slab through a thin layer of skin, both cocks seeming even larger now. His head rolled as he moaned, spotting Hyp waiting in front of him with an erection. Leaning forward, he swept his tongue along the tip. Taking the invitation, Hyp stepped forward and ran his fingers along the threehorn's frill as he offered himself up to that willing mouth.

His world bucked and spun out of control as he rolled his body between the three males. Each move of his hips drove him into either Mutt or Nod, who in turn drove him forward into Hyp. The heavy, musky scent of the three males filled his nose and invaded his brain, making his eyes roll back. A deep moan echoed from the threehorn as his everything broke lose. Pussy and ass clenched around the cocks as Littlefoot peaked hard, body shaking over them. The world spun away from him, dropping him away as he cried out in rapture.

Cera didn't notice Littlefoot's absence, caught up as she was in the fun. She could feel something pressing against her back door as she shoved back into the two males. Low growled echoed from her throat as her tongue flicked over Hyp's length. She was loving this, three males all taking her body, but all still under her control at the same time. A roll of her hips and a firm push told Nod to drive harder against her. He happily obliged, ramming whatever that thing was against her rear even faster. Her tight ring stretched slowly, trying to take in that growing bulge. When it finally did pop in, it triggered another mini-climax in the sow. Both holes clenched around the males as the three shared a guttural moan.

Mutt tightened his hold on her rear, pushing her down as his body thumped against hers. He pressed deep into her, tip just barely able to touch her cervix as he blew. His heavy load splashed against her insides, some leaking past that abused ring to join what her father had left behind. Nod hissed over her and nipped her shoulder as his friend's length jumped against his. A firm thrust signaled his climax. The male's knot held tight inside of her ass, sealing in every drop of his thinner spunk that he pumped into her. Hyp was last, pumping wildly against her muzzle. It was the look on Nod's face as he came that set off the lowrunner finally. Pulling her head tight against his groin, he fired his seed deep into her waiting mouth. He moaned for a second before gasping as Mutt lifted his head and gave him a good rimming, shoving his strong tongue into Hyp's backside. He rose up onto his toes and twitched, firing everything he had stored in his balls, not stopping until after he'd emptied himself.

Cera panted as he stepped away, legs wobbling. Hyp swayed for a moment before just falling onto his ass and sitting there with a goofy grin on his face. She rolled her shoulders and stretched before looking back and giving her rear a test wiggle. Only then did it dawn on her that she was back in her body and alone in her mind. Alternating rage and shame flashed through her body, making her grit her teeth. How dare Littlefoot put her through all those things! Why she should go and... she should... A wicked grin passed over her face as a thought came to her. Yes, she should do that. "Oh boys, I have a proposition for you..."