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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..."

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Littlefoot woke up with a jerk. He gasped and clenched his jaws as his entire body erupted in pins and needles. His limbs shook for just a moment before the feeling faded. In just a couple seconds, he felt as if he had just woke up from a good night's sleep. The last thing he remembered was being inside of Cera, with the three males working them over. Then there was that moment where he felt like nothing existed before something yanked him down. Next thing he knew, he woke up back in his body. The longneck shifted a little and shivered as something rubbed between his leg and thigh. Rolling onto his back slowly, he gazed down his belly at his raging erection. Thick precum was smeared across his belly, and his tip was fully flared.

"Ruby?" he called out, looking around, straining his ears. After experiencing Cera's sharper hearing and smell, his own senses felt dulled. But he was glad to have his own eyesight back. Unlike the threehorn, he could see further than a few feet past his own nose. Moving again, his eyes were drawn back down to his erection, picking out details about his own erection he hadn't noticed before. His nose twitched, picking up his own musky scent. The aroma made his mouth start to water. Looking around again, he listened very closely to the valley around him. Only the plants were moving as a gentle breeze wound through the growth. His nose twitched as he looked around again. He could see a spot that looked like the runner had been laying on. Since there weren't any signs of struggle, she must have gotten up for a walk or something.

Instead of calling out again, he let his attention wander back to the erection that was patiently laying against his belly. Well, it would be a bit embarrassing if Ruby came back and saw him like this. So he should go ahead and take care of it. He squirmed a little and felt his cheeks heat up as he thought about giving himself a blow job He'd done it before, but each time he had to convince himself that there was nothing gay about it. After all, it was his cock, not like he was blowing another dude. Perfectly normal and straight. Right?

Once again, before he could think about it too much, the longneck arched his head forward. He breathed out a moan as his tongue roamed over his tip slowly. At the first lick, his length tensed just enough to let him wrap his lips around it. His eyes closed as a surge of pleasure raced down his spine. A thick drop of precum drooled onto his tongue. The clear stuff tasted like some of his favorite plants, having a hint of sweetness like the berries he loved to slip off and gobble down. Without thinking about it, he began to compare it to the males he'd tasted when he was inside of Cera's body. Mond's pre was saltier, which seemed to enhance how sweet his flesh was. Topsy's was heavier, coating his tongue and throat making that musky flavor stick for a long time. Hyp's flavor made him think of some root vegetables that he ate sometimes. Good, but a bit of a woody aftertaste.

Pulling off his cock, he looked around and licked his lips with a huff. He was tucked into a small depression, with some brush draped over him like a canopy. Wiggling his body back, he lifted his front higher up the depression so he could bend over a bit more. Once he was comfortable, the longneck bull drove his head down again. He took his cock deep into his mouth with a hungry gulping noise. The length flexed and tensed as he slipped his eager mouth down over his flesh. Closing his eyes, he huffed out a breath around his pillar of flesh as he pushed his head lower. Flicking his tongue against his length, he coaxed another fat drop of precum from his flesh. He moaned and pushed his head closer to his groin, letting his tip slip right into his throat for a second before he pulled back.

Before, when he did this, he'd always fantasized that it was some female wrapping her mouth around his length. Usually it was Ali or Ruby doing it. Sometimes Cera would be featured in his fantasies, but things had changed a bit now that he'd shared her body. There were times when he'd have a fantasy with one or more of the older females in the valley. He used to squirm at the thought of them taking him aside and promising to teach him all kinds of secrets.

Now though, things were changing a bit.

As he moved his head over his length, little thoughts began to slip into his mind. Now, the fantasy version of Ali shifted into Shorty. The other longneck smirked at him and drove his hips forward, driving his cock into Littlefoot's mouth. Clenching his eyes tighter, Littlefoot pushed his fantasy back to another train of thought. His nostrils flared as he panted and moved his head faster. Slick lips slid over his length and his cheeks caved in as he slurped nosily around the hard flesh. Drool trickled down his chin as his hips stirred towards his mouth, trying to buck forward to bury more of the length into his wanton maw. He stretched his neck as much as he could, holding his breath as he pushed as much of his cock into his throat as he could. Holding there, he swallowed around it experimentally and groaned as those strong muscles rippled around his flesh.

He froze, cock half out of his mouth, as someone moaned right near his ear and warm breath puffed on his cheek. Opening his eyes very slowly, he immediately spotted Ruby. The runner was kneeling just off to his side. One of her hands was tucked between her legs, fingers buried into her slick slit. She was leaning forward, mouth almost touching him. Her eyes shimmered as she looked at him. He slowly pulled his head back, but she stopped him with a touch. "Don't stop yet. Please, keep going. Keep going please."

Littlefoot nodded and pushed his head down again. The runner moaned and shifted her body to lay against him. Swapping hands, she wrapped her slippery fingers around his flesh and began to stroke him. The runner arched and moaned, as she watched as he gave himself oral. Fingers dove into her snatch and began to pump. Looking up at him, she breathed out a moan and leaned in to lick at his cock's underside gently. He moaned, cock flexing against her gentle lick, and began to move his head faster. As he pumped his head further and faster over his cock, she responded. Ruby let out a lusty moan and licked over his flesh again, kissing his cock, as she began to pump her fingers harder and deeper inside of her snatch. Her fingers trailed over his flesh as he lifted up, coating his flesh with her honey. When he came back down, his eyes rolled back at the taste of her sweet juice on his flesh.

He started to grunt and moan, eyes closing fully as his and groin trembled. "That's it, just like that." Ruby crooned and whispered at him as her fingers trailed over his cock. Those delicate, agile fingers danced down his tower and across his root. His eyes widened as she brushed her fingers against twin bulges, teasing his internal testes. She moaned, rubbing against him as she stretched out, "Oh, they feel so full and ready to blow." Her eyes sparkled as she smiled at him, "Got enough for me to have some?" He nodded as best he could with his cock shoved halfway down his throat. She moaned and smiled, licking her lips as she curled her hand around his flesh and began to stroke him. His eyes clenched tight as he panted, snorting and grunting around his cock as he bobbed his head quickly. Precum was running freely from his tip now, dripping onto his chest and running down his fleshy tower. Ruby arched her neck up and licked over his lips, sweeping up some of the clear pre with a purr.

The sight and feel of her doing that was enough to set him off. The bull jerked and groaned as his cock exploded. Littlefoot gulped down the first shot, having a bit of experience with the flood Topsy had unleashed earlier. He was able to gulp down a couple sprays before the load overwhelmed him and his mouth overflowed. Ruby arched against him and let out a shrill cry of joy, fingers pumping at her slit. He held his head up as long as he could, finally letting it fall back against the soft ground. His cock gave one last spurt as it came out, painting his chest and belly with his thick seed. Ruby was purring against his side, fingers sliding against her insides.

Both dinos laid there for a moment, Littlefoot trying to clam down as Ruby simply savored her afterglow. His eye opened a little as he felt her moving. Ruby leaned over and licked at the strands of cum on his body. Lifting his head a bit, he watched as she cleaned him, a hand sneaking over to stroke his softening flesh. Her mouth slipped up to lick his lip, tongue brushing his lips. "Mmm, tastes like sweet berries." As he blushed, she flashed a grin and turned her head to examine his cock as she made it rise once more. "I've always enjoyed watching others have sex. Was always poking around and sneaking up on others as they rutted." He breathed out a moan and tried to focus as she played with his tip. "Watched people enough times that I started to get turned on by it. Hiding there in the bushes, playing with myself as whoever I was watching just pumped away." She squeezed his base lightly, making his whole length swell up. "Eventually, I just moved in and joined them as well."

Ruby looked at him with a smirk and Littlefoot felt something warm flow from her. The feeling flared warmer as she stood up and moved. He laid his head back as she swung her leg over him and laid against his belly. Her tail swung away to reveal her slit to him as she settled onto his body. Before he could do much more than lift his head, she popped his cock into her mouth. He gasped, eyes crossing as the runner drove her body forward. Ruby stood up a bit and forced her head down, her throat stretching out around his cock. Littlefoot gasped and huffed, body trembling as the pink female managed to take him right to his root. She held herself there, tail arched proudly as her throat rolled around his length. Shifting her body back, Ruby let his length slither out of her throat before nearly sitting on his face. The runner came off him with a gasp, a strand of saliva connecting her lips to his tip for a moment as she glanced back. "Gonna make me do all the work?" she purred, eyes sparkling playfully.

Bringing his head forward, he pressed his lips tight against her slit and slurped at her insides. The runner arched back towards him and let out a pleased croon as her slick walls gripped his tongue. He moaned into her as she dropped her head back to his shaft and ran her tongue around his crown. Panting against the pink female's peach, he plunged his tongue in deep and used that strong muscle to his advantage. His tongue dove deep and swept against her inner walls. It was the same motion he used to strip leaves from a branch and she certainly seemed to enjoy it. Ruby's mouth opened with a loud moan before sealing around his cock. As his tongue explored her insides, her hands wrapped around his shaft and began stroking him in different directions.

Pulling his head back, he looked over her swollen mound. The female's slit was pulled apart just enough that he could see inside of it. His eyes were drawn to what looked like a berry. Moving his head in, he lipped at it and grinned when she responded by bucking back. He flicked his tongue against the pearl and purred to himself as she ground her juicy peach against his muzzle. The more he worked her body, the faster Ruby's head and tongue worked over his length. Her throat flexed and pulled at his tip as she forced him into her throat every few seconds. Every motion quickly driving him to another explosive finish.

Before he could erupt, the runner backed off, keeping just his tip in her mouth as her hands glided against his flesh. He uttered a whine into her vent and jerked his hips. Ruby pulled back with a gasp, "Nah uh, gotta get me to finish too, silly boy." With a growl, he dove back in and shoved his tongue as deep into the passage as he could. Ruby's moan reverberated with her purring as she arched her spine and pushed towards him. Both expert hands toyed with him, smearing her saliva and his precum over his throbbing flesh. He tried to keep his hips still as she alternately squeezed and pumped him, but it was a loosing battle. Instead, he clenched his eyes shut and focused on eating her out as best he could. Each lick would dive deep into her and sweep against her insides before his tongue curled against her berry on the way out. Ruby moaned and purred against him, making her throat vibrate around his eager spire. Her insides grabbed at his tongue, slurping and popping as they tried to hold to the slick muscle. Even with his cock crammed into her throat, the swiftrunner was trying to cry out in pleasure as her peak built.

Thighs trembling against his neck, tail arched high, and pussy dripping onto him, Ruby struck.

His eyes shot wide open as she pushed a finger against his backdoor. Slick as it was, the digit easily slipped right into his pucker. Ruby purred around his length and wiggled that finger against something in his backside. Littlefoot jerked and gasped right into her pussy, tongue sweeping against her inner walls wildly as his entire body spasmed. His eyes clenched tight as time seemed to slow for a long moment. He could feel his shaft tense and swell even as his balls tightened. Ruby's body clamped down on his tongue as he brushed against something deeper inside of her body. She clenched tight enough to actually hurt his tongue. Her fingers pushed against that thing in his rear and massaged it, making his thighs tremble.

Then the world exploded with them. Ruby squealed around his cock and shoved her hips against his face. At the same exact time he erupted, pumping his seed right down her throat and into her belly. His world shattered at that moments. Lights flashed and danced behind his eyelids as his sense of self spiraled out of control. The ground dropped out from under him and he drifted for an eternity. Or was it only a second? It was impossible for him to tell.

When his heart cleared and the world mostly settled, he groaned and stretched. There was something salty, but also sweet, crammed into his mouth. Littlefoot opened his eyes slowly and blinked, seeing the cock that was hanging out of his pink mouth. Pink mouth? Cock? Pulling his head back, he felt the length slither out of his throat before flopping onto the pale belly. Moving slowly, he pushed himself upright slowly and looked back. Yep, he'd swapped bodies again. "Ruby?" he asked softly, keeping an eye on his prone form. Rolling his tongue around in his mouth, he felt his cheeks heat as he felt his seed lingering in his mouth. Louder this time, "Ruby?"

"Yeah?"

A shiver ran up his spine as he looked over his shoulder slowly. Behind him, the head of his body was rolling around slowly before the eyes opened and looked up at him. There was silence for a moment before Ruby spoke with his voice, "Littlefoot, are you in my body?"

He nodded, "Are you in mine, Ruby?" She nodded and looked over his pink for for a moment. He squirmed, suddenly aware that his vent was still wet and swollen as it rubbed against the longneck's chest.

"You know what?" Ruby almost purred, eyes closing as she smiled. "I've got a cute butt." She whipped her head forward on that long neck and slurped at his vent. Littlefoot squeaked and jumped, his hand sliding forward to rest on Ruby's groin. She purred as the length slipped against his fingers. "You know, I have always wondered what it felt like to have a penis."

Littlefoot gave a small grin, "Much better being a girl. You guys get to cum more often than us guys." Looking at his hands, he flexed unfamiliar fingers before looking at the limp cock. Reaching down, he began to pet it lightly, getting used to having hands before attempting anything Ruby had done.

She purred under him and arched slightly, "Even if that's true, what you're doing feels pretty good." Lifting her head, she licked at his vent again, slower this time. "I taste pretty good too..." The tongue swirled at his vent a moment, making several laps around his labia. "So why do you think we swapped bodies, while you just invaded Cera's?

He rolled his shoulders in a shrug, "I don't know. Maybe it's because we both came at the same tiIIIiime!" His body jerked as Ruby's tongue swept against something inside of his body. She giggled something about a g-spot and nibbled at his petals with blunt teeth. "I can feel something else. Something warm radiating from you. But I don't feel it with my body, kinda feel it with my head?" He screwed up his face, "I've felt it before, with Topsy, and back at the cave, and when you came up on me earlier. I wanna try something."

Ruby purred softly as she ran her tongue around her own petals. There was something strange about being in a male's body while eating yourself out. She kinda liked it. Too bad she couldn't do it by herself. Be pretty fun to swap bodies with people, and get to explore how each different valley dweller saw things or how their bodies were different. Made her wonder what caused Littlefoot to get this weird power, OHSWEETDAYSTAR! She shook as a surge of raw lust shot through her body. Ruby gritted her teeth and groaned as blood rushed to her penis so fast it made her feel light headed. She ground her teeth and panted through them, "What did you do?"

Littlefoot jerked as the cock leapt up and slapped against his cheek. "I dunno. Just kinda reached for it in my head and gave it a stroke."

Ruby panted and laid head her back. "Whatever you did it was extremely intense. Nearly blacked out for a second there."

Without thinking, he turned around and leaned forward to look into his...Ruby's face. "Are you going to be okay? Don't want to hurt you, especially if you're in my body."

""I think I'll be fine." She flashed a grin, "Especially if you take care of..." a roll of her hips jabbed that painfully erect cock against the pink ass, "that thing." Littlefoot started to say an Oh, but was silenced as she locked muzzles with him and crammed that strong tongue into his mouth.

The runner melted into the kiss with a purr, tail hiking up as his thighs trembled. He broke the kiss, leaving them both panting. Ruby licked his lips and cooed. "Lift your hips and reach down between your legs to grab me." She watched as Littlefoot stood on shaky legs. "Careful, use your tail to balance."

"Using two legs to stand is weird."

She giggled, a strange sound to hear coming from his mouth. "You'll get used to it. Just grip me, gently now, and lift." Littlefoot cupped the shaft and lifted it upwards. He didn't need instructions to know what to do next. Wobbling with the unfamiliar bipedal body, he lined his vent up with the broad tip. "You've got the tip all flared up, so it's gonna take some wiggling." He nodded and looked down, panting as the burning head pressed against his folds. Squirming his hips back and forth, tail flicking wildly to keep him from toppling over, he coated the head in slick juices. Leaning back, he held onto the rock hard length with his new hand and crouched.

His peach fought against the intruder for a second before the lips gave way and his walls stretched open. "RUT!" they cried out together, Ruby clenching her teeth hard as Littlefoot dropped to his knees suddenly, burying half that cock right into his snatch. He fell more, pussy wrapping around that cock until it bottomed out inside of him, leaving him kneeling over the bull's body. Instinct moved his body before he could even think about it. Trembling legs lifted him up that post. Slick insides held tight to the massive pole before loosening happily as he dropped again. Ruby groaned, rolling her head against the ground as her body jerked in response to the moving swiftrunner. Lights flashed and danced in front of Littlefoot's eyes as Ruby's flared tip rubbed against that same spot her tongue had brushed earlier. He let out a little whimper as his entire body shook.

Ruby growled softly, mind clouding as Littlefoot slowed for a second on her length. The longneck heaved over, drawing a surprised squeal from the runner as she rolled up on top. Planting her strong legs, she drove in, tip jabbing against that barrier deep inside of the body. Lowering her head, she ran her tongue over Littlefoot's neck. "Oh this feels so good, Littlefoot!" Drawing back, she made the runner slide under her before driving in again. Littlefoot could only respond with a gasp and moan as he wrapped his legs around the longneck bull. "You love it too, don't you? The feel of a big, strong bull over you, pounding your body, claiming it as his?" The pink head nodded quickly, insides fluttering around the cock. "Oh rut yes, you feel good around me." She swept her tongue over that exposed throat, ending at the lips. "Tell me you're a hen, tell me that you want this bull to breed you." Littlefoot's cheeks flushed as Ruby growled, getting into the act now. "Do it! Are you a bull, wanting to rut, or are you a hen to be rutted?"

"I'm a good hen, rut me please!"

Littlefoot cried out, slipping further into the female roll. She pulled her body up against the longneck, actually lifting herself off the ground as he drove forward. Ruby growled and arched her head proudly, starting to sound like a full-fledged bull as that massive cock drove deep and hard with each buck. "Yeah, that's it! I'm a big longneck bull and you're a swift runner hen." Getting into the act, Ruby began to drive harder and faster, slipping easily into the role of a male.

It didn't take much more before he tossed his head and let out a loud groan as he blew. Littlefoot pressed her head tight to his chest and gasped as her insides rippled around him. Each roll of those inner muscles milked another spurt from his cock. Her gut bulged slightly with the sheer volume she was being made to handle. Ruby moaned, hips jerking as he felt his thick cream leaking out from the runner's stretched folds and trickling out of her body. It was over in a few seconds, his shaft already starting to soften the moment he finished pumping his load. Standing up on unsteady, but surprisingly stable, legs he backed up and smiled. Littlefoot looked up with a soft blush creeping across her cheeks, thick seed leaking out of her stretched hole.

Leaning in, he ran his tongue along the female's panting mouth. "I have a deal for you, Littlefoot." The runner looked up with hazy eyes. "If you swear to me that you'll act, and think of yourself as a female. Then I'll take you out and show you some of the valley's real secrets." Leaning in, he whispered, "The real fun secrets."

Littlefoot swallowed, feeling a nervous flutter. The deal would be easy enough to make. During their brief rut, she'd already started to consider herself as a female. It was pretty easy, considering the situation she was in. "And if I don't?"

There was an evil glint in the longneck's eyes. "Then I'll just keep you here until we swap back." Arching his head, he towered over the prone runner. "Either way, we'll have a lot of fun." Well, couldn't really argue with that. Either way would probably end up being fun. Just one would be far more interesting.

"Deal." Probably the easiest decision she'd made all day.

"How do you coordinate this many legs?" Littlefoot looked over her shoulder as Ruby staggered out of the hiding place they'd been in. "I swear, one always gets in the way of the others."

"I've already gotten used to your legs. Gonna be amazing to have hands." She looked down at the wonderful limbs and flexed her fingers again.

"Thinking about all the cocks you're gonna stroke with them?" Cheeks flushed as Ruby plodded up alongside her. "Also, I wanna see this rock before we head out."

Thankful for the distraction, Littlefoot nodded, "It was right up here." She raced, literally since the runner's body was so light and agile, up ahead.

A whistle sounded from behind her. "Shake that tail!" Cheeks burned hot as Littlefoot resisted the urge to do just that. Her mound was still tingling from the rough treatment it had received a short time ago. And from the screaming climax Ruby had brought her to while cleaning up the mess he made.

It only took a couple seconds for Littlefoot to scamper up to the crater and peek down into it. The rock was gray and lifeless now, the ground cool. Ruby came up next to her with a swagger in his step and glanced down with a hum. "This is it?"

Littlefoot nodded quickly, "Yeah, it was all glowing though and the ground was steaming this morning."

Ruby craned his neck to look into the hole and let out a thoughtful noise. "Ah, too bad. Would've been fun to be able to swap bodies." Stretching back, he giggled again and popped his neck in several places. "Come along, I've got such sights to show you." His thick tail swung and smacked Littlefoot on the rear, making him jump and blush before hurrying along.

Ruby lead the way through the valley, getting ever closer to one of the exits. Occasionally his head would swing around to glance at the shadows and where the great day star was. Littlefoot wondered where the longneck was leading them, but didn't ask any questions yet. The walking wasn't bad either, since it let him get used to the odd way bipedals moved. Sometimes he'd scamper off the trail and race up a hill just to come tearing back. The body she borrowed from Ruby felt as light as a feather when compared to his own, or Cera's body. Where one of the four-leggers would just muscle through things, now she could practically dance through them. She was just about to make another foray when Ruby hissed, "Come up here and crouch down low. Stay hidden and just watch through the bushes."

Littlefoot looked at the longneck and crouched, slinking forward. "Will I get to join in... whatever you're planning?"

The grin made him squirm, "Of course you will. And you'll know just when to join in as long as you're watching what's going on. Now hush up, I've got work to do." Littlefoot nodded and crept forward as the bull casually walked out of the forest and into a meadow.

Her breath caught in her throat when she peered though the leaves. Ali was there in the clearing, standing in a knee-deep pool and nibbling on some leaves. The longneck cow wasn't alone either. Shorty was there, boasting and trying to flirt as best he could. Littlefoot's eyes were drawn down the male's body as she spotted some movement. Shorty had dropped from his vent and was partially erect, his intentions fairly obvious to the females. Both longnecks swiveled to look around as Ruby strolled right up to them in Littlefoot's body. Squirming a little closer, she strained her ears as the three exchanged greetings, Ruby doing a surprising imitation of him.

Ruby waltzed up to Ali and whispered something to the female. Something which made her blush and giggle. The female responded with a little nuzzle, and a gasp as Ruby licked her neck. Shorty's jaw dropped as the tongue coasted down Ali's spine, and down towards her rump. The longneck female stepped easily out of the water with a soft moan, her tail inching higher as the tongue swept across her flank and haunches. It crept higher when Ruby bumped flanks together and rubbed their hides together in an obvious flirt. By the time the bull reached her rear, that tail was plainly lifted, presenting herself. His head ducked under it just long enough to deliver a kiss before he swung his body around. Littlefoot caught sight of his cock as it dropped from his slit and erected in seconds. By the time the bull reared up and planted his forelimbs on the cow's strong haunches, it was fully erect. Ali mumbled something, which Ruby responded to with a deep whisper and a gentle neck bite. Shorty and Littlefoot watched with wide eyes as the bull stepped forward, cock lifting. It only took Ruby a couple jabs with the unfamiliar body part before he found his target. Four moans filled the air as a tight slit wrapped around a fully engorged manhood.

The bull grunted as Ali's tunnel wrapped around him very eagerly. He was surprised just how easy it had been to convince the female to let him mount her. Well, maybe not that surprised. He knew that she had a thing for Littlefoot, and that Shorty had been trying to get under her tail for ages. They both knew Ali's habits, and how this was one of her favorite spots for an early afternoon grazing. Still, all it took was a couple sweet words and a little tender attention to get to this point. Looking over, he smirked at the look of envy and anger in Shorty's eyes. He gave the rival bull, a slow wink before driving forward. Ali moaned Littlefoot's name and pushed back as the entire male's entire length was buried inside of her body. What a good cow. Now Ruby's eyes rolled with bliss as the warmth hugged every inch he had. Littlefoot had been good, nice and tight. But Ali was just as tight, if not a little tighter, and she could take everything he had without complaint or practice. Ali craned her head and nuzzled his before whispering just loud enough for Ruby to hear. "I've been wanting to do this for a long time. Just..." her cheeks flushed cutely, "Just pull out before you finish, if that's okay."

"Anything you want, Sweety." Ruby purred and gave Ali's neck another nip before giving the cow his first thrust.

Littlefoot licked her lips slowly as the pair began to rut. She could see everything from where she was, and it wasn't hard to imagine what it felt like. For either party. Ruby had positioned the borrowed body just right, so Littlefoot could watch as that big, thick member drove deep into Ali with each buck. Arching her head forward, the runner hen fought between staying concealed, and wanting a closer look. She bit back a moan as some grasses tickled against her thighs and rapidly swelling mound. It took a second for her to remember that she had hands. Once she did, it only took a second before she slipped one between her thighs and stroked over her lips. It only took seconds for her to decide that fingers were the greatest thing ever. Hardly even the time it took for said finger to slip into her slick folds and start massaging her pussy. She was just breathing out a moan when movement drew her eye away from the rutting duo.

Shorty stood there, face twisting through several emotions. He knew the other bull had been courting Ali, just because Littlefoot liked her. Now here was Ruby, in Littlefoot's body, making Ali grunt and moan as they rutted, all while shooting the younger bull smug glances. The runner's breath caught in her throat as she felt the longneck's lust pulling at her, drawing her eyes down to that swinging manhood. Licking her lips, the hen quickly rose and slipped from the bushes. She slipped forward on surprisingly fleet feet and was behind him in a snap. He didn't notice her approach, as absorbed by the mating as he was. A smile spread across her mouth as she sneakily reached a hand under his body and... heh, grabbed onto a handle.

The longneck jumped, cock stiffening against the sudden tension in his body. Littlefoot purred and gave it a (hopefully) gentle squeeze. Shorty's head swung around, but he didn't move his body, eyes going as wide as saucers. "You look lonely over here, just watching by yourself." She purred, hopefully keeping a Ruby-like tone in her voice. Resting a hand against his flank, Littlefoot leaned forward and lightly ran his fingers against the throbbing flesh. "I can help you know." She gave that raging lust a mental push. The male arched his body up, his tip swelling against her light touch. Leaning in, she purred at his ear, "Do you want me to?" as her fingers traced his crown.

"Oh yes..."

Her smile turned into a full blown grin as she licked her lips. "Then follow me." A gentle tug pulled Shorty's not-so-short pole and guided him towards a softer part of the clearing.

All it took was a word and a nudge to get the bull onto his back, eager cock flopping against his belly. Littlefoot took a second to examine the other male. Shorty was about the same thickness as her natural body, but the younger male's cock didn't quite reach as far across that belly as hers did. Ducking her head to hide the triumphant smirk, she ran her tongue over the stiff flesh. The longneck let out a deep moan and squirmed as her tongue slithered over his flesh. "Hold still or I might stop," she purred, a devious twinkle in her eye. Shorty ground his teeth, but stopped wiggling as she upwards slowly.

Littlefoot breathed out a moan as she pressed her vent against his length. Starting near his base, she slowly pushed herself up his pole. Inch by inch, she coated his length with her glistening honey. His chest heaved under her as he panted, trying to fight against his own body to keep from mounting the runner. In the few seconds it took her to reach his tip, even Littlefoot was fighting the urge to just impale herself on him. Gripping his cock (hands are amazing!) and holding it against her petals, the runner hen turned around so that she was facing away from him. Lifting his pole straight up, she held herself poised against him for just a second. Shorty offered a needy growl and ground his teeth as he waited, tip flaring against her opening. Thinking about how much effort it had taken to get the other longneck's cock in her, without it being flared, Littlefoot reacted quickly and lowered herself.

Her folds resisted the cock for just a second before it popped into her with a lewd noise. Both gasped as her body wrapped around that hunk of meat. The runner's legs trembled and dropped her several more inches onto the cock. She caught herself just before it hit that back wall deep inside of her body, leaving several inches of his not-so-little Shorty waiting outside of her. Bracing her hands on her knees and her tail on his chest, Littlefoot steadied herself before lifting. Her insides clung to his girth so tight it took a near Herculean feat to pull up even a few inches before letting herself slide back down. Her tongue rolled from her mouth as she moaned nice and loud. Within a few slow bounces, she lifted her tail and arched her body, showing off her stretched lips to the prone male. "Do you like it?" she purred, looking over her shoulder. Shorty growled through clenched teeth, jaws flexing as he watched her sliding up and down him. Littlefoot felt a strange thrill at the look on his face, her insides rippling around his length. In a matter of moments, she had driven the normally boisterous male into a silent state. And she loved it.

Nearby, Ruby gave Ali's neck a firm nip, her eyes sweeping the area. He'd lost track of Shorty, not seeing Littlefoot leading the male off. It was surprisingly difficult to keep his mind on anything other than driving his cock deep into the longneck cow's warmth. In fact, at the rate they were going, he wouldn't be able to concentrate on anything other than his release. He could feel his internal balls churning and tightening steadily. He was just about to give up his search when a flash of pink and a cry drew his attention. Stretching out over Ali, he growled something into her ear and peered. A smirk crawled across his lips when he spotted Littlefoot bouncing on the longneck bull's cock. Hadn't taken the displaced male long to develop a love of cock, had it? Wonder if that would travel over, when they changed bodies back.

Before Ruby could ponder on that for too long, something happened. Frustrated with the runner's slower pace, Shorty somehow managed to heave his body upright. Littlefoot let out a squeak, then a squeal as her body was thrown to the ground and pinned under the eager bull. Ruby's eyes widened as he watched the younger male draw back. Shorty only stopped as his flared tip pulled at the hen's lips. Then, with a single powerful thrust, he drove himself back in as deep as he could go. His shaft flexed, the portion outside of the pink female bending, as it tried to go deeper. Littlefoot's squeal rose in pitch, toes curling as she pushed up towards the male.

His eyes shot wide as his jaws tightened onto Ali's neck a bit more. The cow cried out her delight and pushed back, juices squirting out around his cock as she peaked hard. The bull moaned and arched forward, cock pulsing as he felt his entire body tense. Just before going over the edge, he snarled, "Gonna blow!" and jerked his hips back. Her body held onto him so tight, that he came free with a wet slurp and a pop as his flared tip came free. A jolt blasted through his body, making him slam forward again. Ali shifted just so under him, causing his cock to slide up between their bodies and pop out near her flank. The cow swung her head around and sealed her mouth around his tip right as he erupted. Ruby grunted and jerked his hips, head spinning as he pumped his seed right into the female's mouth. Ali purred around the length, taking each blast with a calm swallow as the rich essence coated her tongue and throat.

Littlefoot was pinned under Shorty, gasping for breath. The combination of hitting the ground and that brutal thrust drove every last drop of air from her lungs. She braced herself against the ground, trying to hold up against the male's brutal onslaught. Each thrust made her limbs threaten to buckle as he put his entire weight behind each one. His tip punched against a barrier deep inside, trying to break through it each time. And each time it was thwarted, but for how long? Each thrust hurt, but it felt better as he moved. His flared tip dragging against her inner walls and rubbing that spot deep inside of her. It wouldn't take long before she came nice and hard.

"Ah yeah!"

Shorty barked above her as he buried himself as deep as he could. His cock flared inside of her, stretching her battered insides just a little more, before he blew. That mushroom tip of his tried to hold back the flood of his cum, but it could only do so much. Her gut bulged just a bit with each spray before going down as his cum leaked out of the tight seal he made with her body. Littlefoot let her chest fall to the ground and lay there as she panted. A glance back made her cheeks color as she saw the thick spunk running down her thighs and pooling on the ground behind her.

It was over in seconds. Shorty stepped away from her battered back end, his softening cock coming free with a wet plorp and releasing a final flood of cum. He wobbled a little on unsteady legs, but managed to remain upright. A shiver went through the male as his cock slipped back up into his body. "Well, thanks for that Ruby."

He had just started to turn when Littlefoot huffed, "Just gonna leave me like this?"

Shorty looked back, his face twisting in confusion. "Well, yeah I guess. Why do you ask?"

Very slowly and carefully, the runner rolled over onto her back to let her sore legs rest. She laid out to avoid the mess that had been running out of her, cheeks coloring a bit more at that. "You can certainly go on and leave, but you won't be getting anything else from me. Not with the mess you made." Littlefoot tried to adopt a stern face. "Especially after not letting me finish." She huffed, "Won't keep a gal around if you can't let them finish."

Shorty's face twisted into a growl, "I'll show you that I can make them finish. I'll show what I can do, just you watch!" He dove his head down between her spread legs and immediately shoved his tongue deep into Littlefoot's body. His tongue, made for stripping leaves off branches, dove deep into her body. Nearly as deep as his cock had penetrated. Each sweep brought out another load of his cum, which Shorty simply swallowed down with barely a grimace.

The runner moaned and lifted her legs, resting her feet on his shoulders. "You don't seem to mind the taste of your own cum," she moaned, thighs trembling. Reaching down, she held his head against her snatch. "You give yourself blow jobs, don't you?" He looked up at her, cheeks flushing as he uttered a mumbled reply. Littlefoot smiled back, keeping his mouth pressed against her lips to mute him. "Seen a lot of you longnecks doing that." Her hips rolled up towards his mouth as he kept licking her out, slurping nosily at her lips. "You learn to do that from Brom?" His blush deepened, but he nodded against her, nuzzling into her pussy. "Don't imagine he needs it a lot," Littlefoot's cheeks flushed as she panted, "I imagine he has females all over him, begging for his attention, wanting him to pound deep into them and... and ..." her words were lost as she cried out with a climax. Her body tensed, pulling at Shorty's muzzle as her body jerked and spasmed with each wave of her orgasm.

The runner hen collapsed back onto the ground, releasing him as she wound down from her finish. She lay there in a daze as his tongue swept over her body slowly. Littlefoot offered a slight smile to Shorty as the longneck bull cleaned her up with a suddenly gentle tongue. He didn't move away until her hide was clean and glistening. Only then did he mumbled something and wander off, still unsteady from his climax. She didn't know how long she lay there before Ruby swaggered over, a smug look on her face. "Well, did you have fun, little hen?" She nodded and blushed, rolling onto her feet and stretching her body out. Ruby leaned forward to purr right into her ear. "Do you want to go have a little more female on female fun?" Littlefoot's spine stiffened as she flashed back to the feel and taste of Ruby earlier, when she was in Cera's body. Her breathing picked up as she gave a little nod. "I thought so." The bull licked her neck and whispered directions into her ear. "Just make sure to be back where you found the sky rock just after the noon day." Turning, he delivered a firm tail-slap to her rear. Littlefoot jumped and hurried off a step or two before turning around. The bull had already faded away into the undergrowth, moving the borrowed body with far more stealth. With burning cheeks, Littlefoot dashed into the woods.

Ruby watched as Littlefoot dashed off, a sly smirk on the longneck's mouth. He hadn't really been planning to head off to that little get together, personally. But Littlefoot would have a lot of fun over there. There was no doubt about that. Maybe it'd cement things a bit more and make the displaced longneck even more feminine. That'd be fun wouldn't it? Although it might upset Ali some. Well, the girl could use some backbone, and if Ruby could train her a bit to start bossing around Littlefoot just so... well, then things could get fun couldn't they? The bull stifled a yawn and decided to take a bit of a nap. Seems like there was a reason males drifted off to sleep after they had a nice rut. Didn't mean he couldn't have more fun later.

Littlefoot's heart was racing in her chest as she dashed through the woods. She'd seen how fast Ruby could move, but it was something else entirely to experience it first hand. Plants whipped by her head as she stretched out her legs. A little shift here. A wiggle of her tail there, and she zipped into a turn. It was exhilarating to be able to turn so quickly, even while running all out. Obstacles she'd normally just walk around, she was able to zip right over with a couple bounds. She couldn't keep the excitement off her face as she reveled in the sheer speed of this form. Littlefoot bounded partway up a cliff before scrambling back down with a giggle.

Just as her legs were beginning to ache from all the running and scrambling, Littlefoot stumbled across something. Literally.

As she raced down a trail, the swiftrunner's foot caught on something and sent her tumbling down the grassy trail. Littlefoot gasped for air as she rolled over, the wind knocked out of her from the fall. A questioning peep sounded from the brush and something tumbled out. She caught a flash of blue, green, and red. It took a second for her mind to catch onto what she saw. It was the two fast biters. By the time her mind managed to catch onto the threat, but before she could panic, the pair were already on their feet and advancing towards her with hisses. Eyes went wide as she scrambled to her feet. Her legs were screaming from all that running she'd done. There's no way she'd be able to out run the pair now. On top of that, she'd run pretty far out into the valley, so there would be no help coming for her if she screamed. Then there was that red, that blood red flash she'd seen on each of the males.

Wait a second...

Without thinking, her eyes flicked down the biters' bodies and she felt a wave of relief at what she saw. Screech plodded towards her with a wide grin and a hiss, Thud just a step behind his partner. Before she could think about it, or the males could lunge at her, Littlefoot dove forward. Both biters instinctively jerked their heads and torsos back, expecting a strike. The males stiffened and hissed, freezing in position as the swiftrunner hen sprawled out belly-down on the ground in front of them. Slowly, very slowly, two heads swiveled to look down at her.

Littlefoot flashed a little smile at them as she moved into a kneeling position, keeping her hands wrapped around both of their cocks. "What do you say, boys? I get you two off and then you head out?" He wasn't the most skilled in the sharptooth's tongue, Ruby was better, he just hoped he was good enough. Thud looked over at the blue biter with a growl.

His dangerously clawed hand fell to her head and pushed it towards his erection. "Deal, but gotta make it good, Runner." She breathed out a relieved sigh and eagerly leaned in to slide her tongue over the male's tip as her hand ran over his partner's cock.

Now she got a better look at their equipment. They resembled Mond's length, except that they had sharp ridges spanning their underside and about midway up the shaft, each male curved upwards sharply. The lengths were blood red and throbbing, their ridges bulging slightly with each pulse. Odd that both males would be erect already, and that they would be glistening. Could it be that she had stumbled upon them while they were occupied with one another's attention? Ah, it didn't really matter now, since she had both of them in hand so to speak.

Leaning forward, she took Thud's cock into her mouth. He purred over her as she slid her head down until it touched her hand. Littlefoot gave a couple slow bobs while her fingers danced over his length, testing out different areas. He squirmed and moaned as she toyed with his ridges. Looking over at the other male, she stroked the same area on him and was rewarded with a groan. So those were sensitive spots, good. She only stayed on Thud for a moment before pulling off. Giving his tip a quick lick, she transferred her attentions to the other male. Screech shuffled in closer and purred as she tasted his salty flesh. The two males bumped against each other and hissed in warning. Littlefoot looked upwards as they nipped at each other, vying to be the one in front of her. Hoping to keep the peace, she nudged at their lusts and gave each of their cocks a lick. The males stiffened and growled, their cocks tensing and increasing in side for a bereft moment as they stared straight ahead.

Screech broke the moment with a snarled, "I'm gonna rut the hen. You keep her mouth for now."

Thud jostled the male, pumping his hips against her as his clawed kept her trapped with his cock in her mouth. "No, I get her vent first!"

"You're getting more of her mouth, I get her vent." The pair snarled and bumped against each other as Littlefoot worked to try and bring them together, hoping that she could calm them down somehow.

"I'm the leader, I get her vent!"

"You're a lizard, I get first pump at her!"

"Yeah, it only takes you a couple pumps before you pass out!" The males were getting louder, biting and scratching at each other as they fought. Littlefoot could only sit there, trapped by the hand on her head and the cock that was getting shoved deep into her mouth with each jerk. Both reared back, jerking their cocks from her hold as they snarled. Clawed hands came back...

And were thrown forward, each with different fingers extender. Screech barked a laugh and danced from foot to foot, "Leaf beats rock, I win. You get her mouth, I get her vent." Before Thud's growl could even vibrate all the way up his throat, the green male was moving. Hands grabbed at her hips and jerked her upwards, claws digging into her flesh just hard enough to make her not want to squirm. She was lifted straight up, feet swinging uselessly. He only held her there for an instant before dropping her. As she fell, he lunged forward with a snarl. His missile homed right in on her vent. Still moist from her earlier romp, the runner readily spread open for him. Screech barked again as he buried himself right to the hilt in his first thrust.

"Oooo," he cooed. "The hen is nice and wet. She wants me to rrrut her hard, doesn't she!" He made a show of his first thrust, stepping away before actually leaping back at her. He slammed into her body, making Littlefoot's spine arch as his root ground against her lower lips. The biter grinned and leaned in to lick along her arched neck, keeping his eye on Thud. He kept his thrusts slow for now, taking his time to really drive into the girl each time. She was a bit shorter than him, but soon enough she'd be their height. Be nice to get another runner under him that wasn't the older pair. Though they were nice enough, since they had experience. They'd been starting to train their girl on how to pleasure the biters, part of the bargain the valley dwellers had with the sharpteeth. Only a small part, but still a pretty fun one. Though he wished that the pink hen had tried resisting a bit more. Not much he liked more than a good chase. Ah well, he'd enjoy making Thud watch as he made the runner sing. He lips twisted into a sinister grin. Maybe he'd get into her egg chamber today. That was always fun.

Littlefoot's head was spinning as the biter claimed her body with his. Claws had shifted from her hips up towards her chest, scratching them just hard enough to send shivers down her tail. What was really getting her were those ridges. They popped and pulled and rippled against her vent in ways she'd never dreamt. Her insides were already convulsing around him. He stroked against her jewel with every thrusts. The curve on his length meant that he just lightly brushed against that spot deep inside of her. And what felt the strangest was when his pointed tip jammed against that barrier deep inside of her. Shorty had been battering against that wall, and it hurt, but with this male he was coaxing her open with each plunge. Cheeks colored bright as she panted out a moan, hoping that she didn't accidentally become gravid. Ruby would kill her.

Thud paced back and forth with a growl, keeping his eye on the pair as his tail lashed behind him. His cock was throbbing, wanting to be buried into that sweet little hen. Sure, he could go right for her mouth. It was there, hanging open and practically begging for him to rut her mouth and throat until he pumped her belly full of his cream. But he wanted her vent. That sweet little vent that felt so good around his pole. And he wasn't going to let Screech pump her full before he could! Spinning around, he lunged at the pair with a battle cry.

Littlefoot's eyes jerked open as one of the biters screamed a challenge at the other. Screech jerked back in response to the lunge, but didn't let go of the hen. The runner squeaked as she was lifted right up off the ground, her weight pushing her further down onto that curved cock. Her limbs spread out in a flail as the blue male reared back as well, trying to avoid hurting his prize. Thud skidded on the ground for just a step, chest bumping into hers. His cock prodded the other biter's length then arched up. It slipped along the other cock and went right for the prize. The pointed tip of his spear touched soft, swollen lips, and shoved right into her. Both males groaned as the hen's mouth fell open into a loud squeal.

In less than a handful of seconds, Littlefoot was pinned between two very eager males, with her poor vent stretched wide around the matching cocks.

She grabbed onto Thud's shoulders, legs spread wide by the male's sleek body. Lights flashed and danced in front of her eyes as the males pressed against her form. They narrowed their eyes at each other and hissed before pulling back. Their clawed hands grabbed onto her legs, each male gripping a different one and trying to pull her away from the other. Littlefoot gasped and clenched her jaws as her legs were spread wider. At the same time they were playing tug of war with her legs, they were trying to stay buried deep in her snatch. "She's mine, I get her first!"

Thud hissed and jerked her back, driving himself in as deep as he could while forcing Screech out. "No, she is mine. Has been mine other times, is mine this time!"

Screech pulled her back, claws raising welts on her leg as Thud slid out and he pushed in. "Is mine, I am the better male!"

"Belongs to me!"

"ME!"

"STOP!"

Littlefoot hung there, suspended between the two males, gasping for breath as she held herself up. The biters were looking at her with narrowed eyes, each breathing out hisses and growls. She took a moment to settle herself before looking at them. "Not gonna prove who is the better male if you damage me in the process, are you?" The biters looked at each other, still kneading her thighs as they bared fangs at each other. Littlefoot nudged at their lusts just a little, enough to make their eyes cloud for a brief second. "Wouldn't the better male be able to just rut longer?" The males fell silent for a moment and looked from her to each other. Flexing her legs, she gently coaxed them together, so she could be in a more comfortable position. "Both you big, strong men take this sweet hen at the same time." She managed to twist her body around, the males holding her as they got close to one another again. The runner managed to turn back so that Screech was at her back once more, and her legs were wrapped around Thud. "Whoever can go longer before they finish, is obviously the better male." Rubbing Thud's cheek, she leaned back to nuzzle Screech's jaw. "Right?"

She held her breath, waiting as the males looked from her to each other, uttering little growls and hisses and grumbles. Finally Thud sniffed, "Obviously. I'm the better male, will outlast this little biter."

Screech hissed and snapped his jaws, "In your dreams, maybe!"

Four hands fell to her hips and held on as the males thrust in unison. Littlefoot gasped and arched her back as the males pushed in deep, cocks shifting around each other as they slid through her tunnel. Her legs pressed against Thud's flanks as the males hissed and snapped at each other over her head. They were behaving, for the most part, but each seemed to take offense at the other at the slightest thing. Claws scratched her hips as the males fought to pull her closer to their body. Groins smashed against her body, the thick roots of their cocks grinding into her flesh. Each of the males tried to out do the other. Bodies thrashed faster. Tongues lavished her neck and body. Biting comments were snarled, goading the other male. And the whole time, she was pinned between them, juices running down their lengths and dripping onto the ground.

Her head was swimming from everything her body was going through. There was no way she could have ever imagined that being pinned between two males, both of whom were fighting for her attentions. Each time one of the males licked, scratched, pushed against, or even breathed on her pushed her higher. It felt like static electricity was dancing across her skin. It was no surprise when she tensed and let out a cry as her insides clenched and rippled around the two dancing spires. As she screamed, the males slammed against her, pressing her tight between their bodies and shoving as they tried to make the most of her climax. She was lost to the world as lights exploded in her vision and her hearing was drown out by a massive rushing noise.

When she had just started to come down from her near-cosmic orgasm, the males were hissing something at each other. Blinking stupidly, she realized that she could feel something hot and thick oozing out of her body. Her mind was just starting to clear when Screech stepped away, head bowed as he hissed. She whimpered at the loss of his presence behind her, holding her up, and immediately sagged into Thud's hold. Before she could fall too far, the male spun and lunged. Littlefoot gasped as she was slammed into a tree. She was pinned against the rough bark as the male's clawed hands slid up her thighs and pushed her legs towards her chest. A toothy maw came in close, his fetid breath puffing over her face as he growled a single word.

"Mine!"

Thud's mouth locked onto hers as he forcibly kissed her. His thinner, agile tongue wrapped around hers as he drove himself deep into her body. The runner hen could only moan into the kiss, her tongue wrestling with his as her body tightened around his member. She'd been stretched wide open by the two lengths. Now, her body was returning to more of it's normal state. Each thrust felt better than the one before it as her tunnel began conforming to his cock. He hissed into her mouth, driving deep with each slam before drawing back nice and slow. Screech's cum ran out of her body, swept away by Thud's ridges. He hammered against her, trying to get every last drop of the rival male's spunk out of his hen.

The biter broke the kiss, leaving the runner panting for breath as she fell back against the tree. He growled lustily at her and shifted his grip on her body. Littlefoot's hand fell back to grapple the trunk as her legs were brought up higher. Ankles rested on Thud's shoulders as his hands gripped her rear tight. He let out a purring growl and drew back until just his tip was nestled in her folds. Littlefoot looked down, eyes lidded as that cock hovered there. He let her gaze at it for several second before slamming home. She squealed as her insides were forced open, watching those pink lips spreading out around his crimson length. He barked out a call as he buried himself inside of her. Deep in her body, his tip dug against her cervix as he held himself there.

He started going faster and harder. Littlefoot's back slid up and down against the rough bark as the biter rutted her like a wild beast. The impacts of flesh on flesh came faster. Each one was music to her ears. She was moaning in time with his grunts, tongue hanging from her mouth as her head spun. The world rocked with his pounding blows, leaving her to cling to the tree. She managed to tear her eyes away from their joining to look up at him. His head was arched proudly, showing off his neck. By now, the pale underside had flushed a deep red, showing off his pride and masculinity. Leaning up, she gave his throat a lick, which made his head jerk around. Lips peeled back to reveal his dangerous teeth as he snarled. "What are you?"

Littlefoot moaned at him, pushing against his thrusts, "I'm a hen."

Claws bit into her rear as he hissed at her. "Wrong! Answer again, what are you?"

She ground her teeth as the talons bit into her flesh, "I'm...I'm your hen?"

The head twisted in question, eyes sparkling as the claws drew back a fraction of an inch. "What was that, girl?" She bit her lips, cheeks flaring bright as her insides fluttered around his cock. She tried to answer him, but it was getting harder to focus. Words were getting harder to form. "Answer me!" he bellowed right into her ear.

"YOUR HEN!" she yelled as her insides clamped around him. The runner's body bowed up, lifting herself up as she shoved herself against the tree and male.

He responded with a snarl and a rapid series of thrusts, not letting her even begin to calm down. She could feel him start to twitch inside of her, cock slapping against everything inside of her. Littlefoot snapped and cried out again as he made her climax a second time, mere seconds after her first explosion. Juices squirted from her slit and soaked his groin as he shoved himself against her. Her body stretched against his wide base as the biter rubbed his vent against hers. She felt a slight pinch inside of her body as he pushed through that barrier and began to cum. Thud's tail twitched with each spray of his seed, the limb slapping against hers.

Littlefoot was able to calm down just a bit as the male pumped his load into her form. The biter moaned and huffed, eyes glassed over. Thick saliva dripped onto her body as he rested his head against her cheek. Shivering, she offered a weary coo and released the tree to rub his neck. The male's eye snapped open and zeroed in on her. A sly smirk spread across his muzzle as the male pulled back, his cock still as hard as stone.

Fear raced up Littlefoot's spine as the male dropped one of her legs, making her twist against the tree. He hammered home before changing his grip on her. She was twisted around, moving just a few degrees before he slammed in again. Over the course of a dozen blows, she was pressed against the tree again, but this time with her back facing the male. He held onto her legs, holding them up in the air. She was forced to grab onto the tree to keep from falling down as he began to rut her again. Maybe, just maybe, she had pushed the male a bit too far? The runner hen bit her lip as his flared ridges pulled against her g-spot, making her insides clench hard.

Then again, this wasn't too bad.

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Ruby stretched out with a yawn and blinked, looking around. It took her a few moments to remember where, and what she was. The longneck grinned and stood up, mind falling back into the male role almost naturally. He'd always been a quick learner. Looking up at the sky told him that he still had a couple hours before he was due back at the meeting place to get his natural body back. Until then, well needless to say, he wanted to experiment a bit more with having a penis before he went back to just playing with them. Closing his eyes, Ruby let his mind race as he thought about the schedule of the valley inhabitants. This season, this time of day, most of the females would be at a secret little clearing for a...heh, special meeting. But there was one that would definitely be interested in a spot of erotic exercise. And best thing of all she was just a short walk away.

Or it would have been a short walk if he'd been in his normal body. The longneck body was surprisingly agile, but still only a fraction as maneuverable as Ruby's natural form. On the other hand, even though he had to walk nearly three times longer, he barely felt it. The stamina that longnecks had was just incredible. Then again, he already knew a bit about just how long they could keep going. A smirk tugged at his lips as his mind flashed back over the experiences he'd had in the very short time he'd been inside of this bull's body. Mm, yes they were very memorable. The smell, the feel, the rush of emotions, everything was just so intense.

Each time he blinked, there was Ali. Her face twisted around mid-cry as her insides rippled around him, body pushing back, wanting more, begging for more. Ruby's cheeks colored suddenly when he felt his slit bulging out. He licked his lips and grinned. Wouldn't be too long before he would take care of that.

Coming up to a cliff, Ruby angled her head and let out a few inquiring whistles. Didn't take more than a moment before a shape separated itself from the cliff and flitted down towards where he was waiting. Momma Flyer came down in an easy enough dive before backwinging. She flashed a smile at him as she landed on a taller rock. "Hello Littlefoot. Petrie isn't around right now, you just missed him."

Ruby flashed his best imitation of Littlefoot's cute, but shy grin. "Well, you see I wasn't looking for him. Not really." Lowering his head, the displaced swiftrunner pawed at the ground for just a moment, getting into the shy act as he avoided the flyer's questioning look. "See, I was kinda... Well, I heard that..." He willed a blush to his cheeks and cleared his throat. "I heard that you... enjoyed... larger males, and I was wondering if..."

Momma Flyer's eyes went wide for a second before a smile graced her features. "My dear, are you trying to proposition me?" He nodded, licking his lips as he looked over the female's sleek body. His vent bulged further, just barley containing the growing length. A shiver ran through the flyer's body, "Oh I love that look in your eyes. Lay down on your back." He scrambled to obey, propping himself up against a wind-smoothed rock.

The flyer dropped from her perch and easily drifted down to land just beyond his tail. Ruby lifted his head and watched as the female moved over him with a low purr. "So, where did you get your information?" Her eyes were shining as she braced her wing claws on his chest. Her moist vent kissed against his slit before drawing away. Ruby couldn't hold back anymore, and his cock surged out, as if chasing her. A quick shift of her hips pinned that growing length between their forms. He moaned as she crooned, rubbing against him nice and slow. Blood rushed to his member so fast that he felt like he was going to faint for a moment. She moved against him slowly, spreading her wetness against his length as she cooed about his size. His jaw shook as the older female climbed up his body so very slowly. Her scent tickled at his nose as she brought herself ever closer to his tip.

Mama flyer cooed and reached down to run her claws gently against his crown. Ruby groaned as her soft lips teased his head, just being slid back and forth against the female's entrance. "So, where did you hear about my particular fetishes, hmm?" He tried to form words, but it was actually astoundingly hard to get his mind to work properly. Possibly because all the blood was rushing to his manhood. She leaned forward and tapped his lips with her beak. "Not gonna speak up?"

Ruby managed to squeak out, "Heard it!"

She leaned forward slowly, her lips just starting to spread. "Oh? And where did you hear it?"

His mind was spinning as he gasped, trying to keep his gaze locked onto that tight little hole that was pressed against him. "H-heard some of the grown ups talking about it. He tried to swallow against his dry mouth as his cock throbbed with pure need. "Thought that maybe you'd..."

"Shhh," she placed a claw on his lips and smiled, "let me tell you something, dear." Ruby shivered as she leaned forward and whispered right into his ear. "You're plenty grown up for me."

She plunged her body down and arched her back with a lusty cry. His eyes crossed as she managed to wedge his cock into her body. The flyer's insides rolled against his length as she slid down, her belly bulging from the size of the meat being crammed into her form. Ruby's head fell back against the rock he was leaning against. It seemed nearly impossible to breath as he bottomed out inside of the smaller female. She felt as tight as Ali had been, but it was a different sort, less constricting. Where Ali's insides had been about to crush him with their sheer power, Mama Flyer twisted and shifted around him.

The female tucked against his body and shifted until she was more comfortable. Taking a slow breath, she began to move over his stiff length. She was only able to work a few inches, but even that small amount made her fill his ears with her moans. Craning his head, Ruby was able to get a look at the bulge his cock made in her gut. She was stretches so tight around him, that he would swear that he could almost see the veins on his girth. He could definitely make out the bulge made by his crown. And it seemed like the flyer definitely enjoyed that particular part of his body. She shivered and leaked more fluids whenever she moved on his thickness.

Her legs shifted so she could get a grip on his thighs with those powerful toes of hers. Lifting herself higher on his body, the flyer called out as she began to bound faster and further. Ruby clenched his teeth in a moan as her body began to visibly roll and ripple around him. Her beak tapped against his cheek, "Call me Mama, baby!"

Ruby gasped, hips stirring up towards the smaller dino. "Feels so good, Mama. Don't think I'm going to last much longer."

"That's a good boy. Tell Mama before you blow!" She began to slam herself down on him, grinding the entrance to her egg chamber against his tip. Grabbing his cheeks, she lifted his head so she could lick at his lips. His tongue, feeling thick and clumsy, tried to catch her smaller, more agile one. She began to clench harder against him, moaning as her claws pricked at his thick flesh. He moaned and tried to buck against her, but the lighter female simply bounced with every attempt he made. She moaned and trembled, pressing her head into his neck as she began to orgasm.

The longneck bull's eyes rolled back in his head at the feeling of that. He just barely managed to pant, "Mama, gonna pop!"

She lifted herself of him quickly, his wide tip popping out of her vent just an instant before his entire length stiffened. Juices squirted out of her body as she came off him, raining down on his aching flesh. Mama came back down, her lips sliding against the underside of his length as she wrapped her wings around him. Somehow, the flyer managed to sit herself firmly in his lap, body held tight to his length, before he came.

Thick seed blasted against her chin. Mama cooed and worked her body against his cock, leaning back to let him fire straight up into the air. She moved her head out of the way of his shots. Each blast of thick cum was shot into the air and came raining back down on her. Ruby huffed, body tensing with each spray as she put her entire body into keeping him going. The older female easily coaxed out more than the couple seconds Ruby had experienced with Ali. She kept rubbing, caressing, licking, and even nipping at his flesh to get every drop out. And she caught every last ounce of his sweet cream. Letting it run against her leathery hide or get lapped up by her tongue. The relentless female didn't begin to slow until he did. By the time she was done, his cock was doing nothing more than just dribbling. The flyer was purring, his thick seed drenching nearly every inch of her form.

Her rumbling deepened as she reached a wing claw down to stroke her stretched lips. The digits slid down and gave his vent a little rub, putting some pressure on his internal testes. "Well, I think I might have drained you for the moment." Leaning in, she ran her beak against his lips with a smile. "Maybe when you've recovered some, I can see about getting a nice, belly full of your spunk." Craning her head, the flyer trembled against his body as if imagining just what he'd do to her. She uttered a coo and swept her fingers through the thick spooge that was covering her hide. With a smile, she looked right into Ruby's eyes and licked it off her fingers. "Delicious."

Ruby groaned and felt his loins trying to stir at that sight, but he could only lay there in the borrowed body as she bade him a fond later and slipped off. Mama flyer took a few wobbly steps before spreading her wings and taking to the sky.

She had only gotten a few feet above the bluff before a figure blasted from the sky. Ruby's eyes widened and runner jerked his borrowed body as the flyer was tackled by a much larger brown form. Mama let out a startled yelp as she and her attacker crashed into the ground. The bull jerked upright, but was quickly pinned as another flyer slammed into his chest. Ruby was stunned as the breath was driven from his lungs, curling against the attacker some as he tried to catch some air. "Look what we got here." Ruby's eyes rolled as yet another flyer winged in and settled onto a rock, laughing.

Mama flyer was the first to recover, squirming under her attacker with a gasp. "Pterano, what are you doing here!?" Pterano, Ruby remembered hearing about that name. Petrie mentioned it several times, the flyer was his uncle. Looking at the other males, Ruby wondered who they were. He only gave the others a quick glance before looking at the siblings. Mama was pinned to the ground under Pterano's body, and the male was grinning down at her. Her cheeks colored as her brother rubbed his body against hers, smearing the longneck's cum across both their hides. "Th-the elders banished you for several more seasons." She glanced at the other flyers. "And why are they here?"

Petrie's uncle's voice quivered with his purr, "I just thought I'd slip in, check on my..." he chuckled, "nieces and nephews. On the way to the nest, my associates just happened to spot you and this longneck."

One of the males, perched on the rock Ruby had been leaning against, laughed; "Yeah, looked like you two were having a good ole rut, so we wanted to join in."

Pterano gave the male a dirty look and sneered. "Rinkus is right, even if he us crude." Turning his attention back to his sister, he ran his beak against hers lightly, "I had thought that maybe we could have a good romp, like the old times. And despite how good Sierra and he might be, there's just nothing like a good vent wrapped around me, even if it is as loose as yours." Ruby watched as emotions flashed across the flyer hen's face as she renewed her struggles under the male. He groaned at her, "Do love it when you squirm, Sister."

The two began to slap at each other with their wings, Mama trying to push the male off while Pterano was trying to contain her. As they rolled back and forth along the bluff, getting dangerously close to the ledge at times, Ruby caught glimpses of the male's length pinned between their bodies. The three males all watched as the siblings struggled against each other. Mama would start to slip away and Pterano would lunge and knock her back to the ground. Wings slapped against bodies. Feet scratched thighs. Beaks snapped and nipped at each other. A hard shove sent the pair against a tree. Pterano grunted and loosened his hold as his spine cracked into the trunk. Twisting around, Mama lunged from his hold and aimed for the skies.

Pterano recovered quickly, leaping up after her. He wrapped his wings around her body, pinning her arms against her sides. His wings covered most of her body, except for the female's damp and her lower belly. The two hung in the air for just a second before falling to the ground again. Pterano hit the ground first, bracing his feet as he held onto the female. Time seemed to slow for a moment as Mama fell towards him as well. As her body dropped, the male's cock surged upwards, veins throbbing along its length as it sprang up to full hardness in an instant. He was huge! The male's cock was about as thick as the longneck's was towards his base. His length tapered to a point, and looked to be nearly as long as the bull's member as well. The three bystanders watched with awe as Pterano's cock plunged right into his sister's body. Still wet from the brief romp with Ruby, her body spread out readily around his cock. But where the longneck couldn't fit his entire, thick cock into the female, the male flyer rather easily slotted his length right up to the hilt inside of her.

Mama gasped, feet kicking at the air helplessly as her juices dripped onto the ground below them. "P-pter-pterano, stop! We can't!"

He purred low in his throat and nipped at her neck as he began to bounce his sister on his cock. "You weren't complaining that night we made Petrie." Well, that certainly explained some things. Mama's cheeks flushed hotter as he started thrusting with the bounces. "Besides, I know the only thing you love more than a big cock spearing your egg chamber is an audience." The hen whimpered with delight, looking away from the three staring males as her brother slammed his body against hers faster now.

Ruby's eyes widened as he watched the flyers going at it just a few feet away. When he was just discovering sex, the runner loved to slip into bushes and spy on the adults. Learning little tricks. Uncovering secret kinks. And learning things about the grown ups that one would have never imagined. Although watching the siblings so close by showed her something entirely new about the flyer. Mama was in a constant struggle, seemingly torn between wanting to push into the big male, and wanting to break away from him. Her arms beat against the inside of his wings as her feet kicked futilely against the air. All the while, he continued to rut her with those shallow, rapid thrusts. The female tried to form words, tried to argue against her actions, but each time her mouth opened she couldn't do much more than moan her ecstasy for the world to hear.

Rinkus let out a low laugh as he leaned against his perch, making no effort to hide that his wing claws were stroking his own tapered length. "Think we'll get a turn with her?"

Sierra snorted, "Doubt it. The way he goes on and on about how good she is when he's..." the male trailed off and shook his head. "They'll be at it for hours, I bet." His eyes drifted over to the longneck. "Although, that don't mean we can't have any fun ourselves."

Distracted by the flyer siblings, Ruby didn't notice Sierra moving until something hard jabbed against his hip. The longneck cried out as the big male shoved his body forward, cramming his cock right into Ruby's untried back door. Unlike the other flyer males, who had a tapered length, this male had one that was surprisingly thick and had a corkscrew-like ridge that ran right up its length, turning the tip into nearly a drill. And he crammed every last inch of that dick right into Ruby's ass with only the barest of lubrication from his precum. Sierra purred as his wing claws scratched at the bull's thick hide. "Oh yeah, I love it when they squeal under me." A savage grin spread across his features as he slammed into Ruby's ass again. "Wonder if you're a better rut than Rinkus." Grabbing handfuls of his thick hide, the tom began to pepper him with short, quick bucks.

The male in question offered a coo as he forced Ruby's head down towards his own manhood. "Oh come on now, don't be like that, Sierra. Always give you plenty of loving, don't I?" He cackled and stabbed his cock against Ruby's face, smearing his own precum across the bull's muzzle. Craning his head around, he gave the longneck's flank a nip, "Don't make me force you to slurp my dick like a good whore." Wincing against each pinch or bite, Ruby opened his mouth and wrapped his lips around the hard length. The cob moaned over him and leaned back to put both hands on Ruby's head. "That's a good boy right there."

Bucking forward, he smashed his groin into the bull's blunt muzzle, grinding against it before drawing away. Ruby closed his eyes against the scratching claws, he pressed his tongue against the thrusting member. While he missed that agile tongue he had as a swiftrunner, there was something to be said about that wide, powerful tongue that he had a longneck. He was able to easily force the dick against those blunt teeth of his, rubbing the smoothed edges against the tender flesh. Didn't take more than a second before he tasted the male's slightly fishy precum drooling onto his tongue. A smile fond its way onto Ruby's lips as his tongue rolled around the male's length.

"Ha...ha...ahhh fuck!" Rinkus slammed his body against Ruby's mouth and held himself there, smashing his groin into the longneck's face as he came into the male's mouth. Now that really made Ruby grin as he rolled his tongue against the length, just drinking down that thick, salty goodness. Just a couple seconds after blowing his wad, the male was backing away with his length already softening.

Sierra barked out a laugh, "Did the little whore make you blow already? Got more of a hair trigger than I thought, Rinky."

The flyer slumped against the ground, chest heaving as he shot a glare at the male that was pounding away at Ruby's rear. "Up yours, Ass Jackal. Should try out his mouth before you're done." Ruby huffed a bit as Sierra clawed at his hide and pulled himself up higher, grinding hard into his ass. He'd been rutted in the ass plenty of times, back in his normal body, but there was something vastly different about it now that he was in a male's body. There was an incredible sort of tension building in his gut as the male's spiraled member slithered against his insides.

Claws scratched at him as Sierra groaned, "I dunno, this piece of ass is pretty delicious. And then there's this." A hand wrapped around his hardening length and gave it a rough stroke. "No wonder we could hear that hen squealing so far off."

Ruby turned his head to watch the siblings as Sierra practically climbed on top of him to pound his cock just that much deeper into the longneck's pucker. Just as he looked over, Pterano shoved deep into Mama and blew his wad. The male's cock twitched as he pumped his seed right into her egg chamber. The flyer female hung limply in his grasp, eyes clouded with lust as she panted. Ruby let out a moan through clenched teeth as Sierra dug his cock right into the bull's prostate. His eye stayed locked onto the flyers though, watching that cum running out of the female's stretched vent.

Pterano whistled into her ear and took a couple waddling steps forward before tipping over. Mama gasped louder, her face right next to the bull's length. Her brother loomed over her and let out a low hiss as his beak snapped near her ear. "Sierra is right, this little longneck has a nice big cock." He ran his tongue across her cheek and crooned, "Bet you'd love for him to make another mess all over you while I rut you again. Wouldn't you, my dear?" Mama looked back, cheeks flushing bright as she uttered a deep moan. Without uttering a word, she crawled forward enough to take Ruby's cock into her mouth, agile tongue flicking against the thick post. The rooster crooned at his sister and reared back, latching onto her back as he began to pound hard into his sibling once again.

The bull arched his back and moaned, spreading his legs more to let the flyer hen slide her beak further along his length. She purred at him as her tongue swept along his cock and lapped up his precum. He arched and pushed against the male behind him as well. Sierra hissed and leaned over to bite at him with that powerful beak of his. Ruby felt pleasure start to build and surge as he offered a deep groaning noise, cock flaring against the hen's tender beak.

"Erghn, Fuck yeah!"

Mere seconds before he was going to explode, Sierra pushed his body tight against his backside and emptied his balls with a series of rapid thrusts, barely moving his hips. Ruby huffed as the male pulled out, cum leaking out of the longneck's tailhole and running down his tail. The tom barely moved away before Rinkus was practically crawling over Ruby's body. "Mm, my turn," he purred as he placed his hands on Ruby's rear. Leaning in, he ran his tongue around the male's pucker before plunging it in nice and deep. The bull stiffened in surprise as the male wedged his shorter beak against his backdoor and worked his tongue in deeper. Ruby arched up and let out a bellow as he exploded. His ass clamped down around the invading tongue as his heavy cum splashed across Mama's body.

Rinkus cackled as his tongue worked at the male's backdoor, working him dry. Once he'd made sure that Ruby was nice and empty, and his ass was squeaky clean, he decided it was time to mount up. The longneck groaned, head falling to the ground. He huffed as the flyer began scratching at his hide cock pounding against his thick hide. Pterano groaned at his sister and ran his beak through the mess Ruby had made, smearing the cum against her hide. "Look at this mess." Mama gurgled, her eyes rolling in her head as her body spasmed against the male, clawing weakly at the ground. Ruby felt the same way as his body began to ache so good.

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Littlefoot let out a moan as hot cum splashed across her face. The runner looked up at the biters that were standing over her. Screech's cock jerked as he came, the male's claws scratching at her backside as he held on tight. Thud was over the male, his cock buried right up to its root as he pumped his seed deep into his partner. She'd lost count of how many times the males had traded off turns on her. Mixed cum drooled from her ass and slit, staining her pink hide. Even more cum was starting to dry on her face and chest, and the heavy flavor coated her tongue. She'd been hoping that hew new talents could get her out of this mess, wear the guys down. Didn't quiet work out as she'd hoped. Especially not once their boss showed up. Redclaw had directed the two biters through several poses with her, all the while having one of the males tease his erect member.

"Girl, come here."

She lifted her head at the growled command and saw that the sharptooth had his head propped against a tree and was laying on his back. He offered her a savage grin, showing off lots of teeth. His heavy cock, which was almost inconceivably huge, lay against his belly. Screech hissed and slapped her ass, "Get going before we get to move you." Yelping at the slap, especially since his claws drew welts, she scrambled to her feet and hurried over to the male. Redclaw motioned for her to climb up on him. The biters hissed with excitement as she climbed on top of the male, eyes looking at that massive member.

Redclaw thrummed under her as he let out a deep purr. The way her vibrated under her made her shiver as her insides quivered from the force of it. She moved higher on him, finding that the only good perch was to straddle his cock and press her sloppy slit right against his rigid flesh. Like the two biters, his length had some heavy ridges spanning the underside. His were fewer in number though, but far more pronounced. Cheeks flushed hot as his continued purring made her insides flutter. Littlefoot moved her body and huffed as those ridges popped against her abused vent. The predator arched his body forward and his cock stiffened against her soft body. "Mmmm, that's a good little runner. Now grind against me." Littlefoot just stared at him, mouth open as she panted. Redclaw's purring turned into a warning growl. "Either you do as I tell you, or I will see how much I can fit in you before something breaks."

With that looming over her head, there was really only one thing to do wasn't there?

She breathed out a moan as she rolled her body against the cock. His growl shifted back to that deep, delicious purr as she slid her wet slit against his cock. That noise only made things better for her since the noise traveled up through her legs and his cock. She let out a purr of her own, a silky noise compared to his thunderous rumbles. Arching against him, she wrapped both hands around his tip and began to stroke it. Thick, clear pre oozed from his tip and coated her fingers. Redclaw pushed up towards her and let out a throaty moan as she began to work the top of his cock with her hands, while grinding against the bottom with her sopping slot.

"Look at her go."

"Yeah, dirty little hen is loving is!"

Her cheeks flushed at the biter's remarks and tried to ignore them. Her clit rubbed against the ridges. Each one made her tail twitch as it popped over that raised line. Littlefoot began to breathe heavier, feeling like lightning was tingling up and down her spine. Craning forward, she let her tongue slide around his tip. Redclaw pushed towards her, making her bounce from the force of his thrust. Coming down against his length, she moaned louder and twisted her head around. Popping the tip of his rod into her mouth, she suckled on it with a moan. She moved faster over him, pushing on the male's turgid post while pulling it tighter against her frame. The heat radiating off the pole felt incredible as it soaked into her body. Everything about this was so strange, so exotic, that it just sent shivers racing down her spine.

Then there was his taste. Compared to the other male's she'd tasted over the last couple days, the biter's both had a very strong, incredibly salty taste. It was enough to make her face twist at the flavor of it, but leave her wanting more at the same time. Redclaw was something else entirely. While he tasted somewhat similar to the smaller males, his taste was far stronger and his precum was far thicker than the other males had been. It coated her tongue and oozed down her throat as she used her body to coax more from that burning length. Pushing her body against him harder, she moaned as her stomach fluttered.

Redclaw growled, the noise trembling up through her body as his good eye narrowed. Her only warning was a brief tensing of his hips before the male let out an ear-shattering roar. Startled by the bellow, she tightened her legs against his body and gasped in surprise. He exploded in her mouth right as she was sucking in air. His thick spunk blasted her mouth and overwhelmed her almost instantly. Littlefoot gagged and sputtered as she drew back and began coughing. The male's next blast caught her right in the face, covering her in a single spurt. The runner cried out as she went back, slit rippling along his tense cock. Her body jerked as she went rolling down the male's tail. The sharptooth hissed and rolled to his feet, "Thud, Screech, over here now."

Littlefoot lay on the ground, gasping for breath. Reaching up, she began to wipe the male's thick cum from her face as a shadow loomed over her. She looked up in time to watch as the male began to get stroked by his two followers. The biters both gripped Redclaw's still hard length with one hand while running their tongues over it. Their other hands were busy stroking their own lengths, still somehow hard after all this time. Littlefoot managed to wheeze a protest seconds before the big male peaked again. Thick cum splashed against her body, coating her pink hide with that thick, hot seed. The biters let out shorter, barking cries as they added to the mess, arching their hips forward. Rolling onto her back, she just lay there with burning cheeks, embarrassed at what was happening to her.

In seconds it was all over. She felt as if her entire body was covered in the male's seed. After the afternoon she'd been having, it might very well be. "Lift her up," came the thunderous rumble from Redclaw. Littlefoot moaned weakly as she was hauled up by the biters. Her mind began to race as she dangled between them. What was he going to do to her now? Visions of the big male trying to force his cock into her body danced though her mind. Sure, she'd managed to get Cera's body to take Topsy's length, but would she be able to do a similar feat with Ruby's?

Hot breath blasted against her body as the big male leaned in and examined her. She offered a low whimper as his head moved in even closer and bumped against her throat. Then the unexpected happened. Redclaw's thick tongue flicked out and began to sweep his own cum off her body. His purr rattled through her again as he cleaned he body with wipe sweeps of his tongue. Each time he licked an area clean, the big male followed it with a rough nuzzle. Her cheeks burned hotter as she squirmed in the biters' firm grasp. The tongue swept along her belly and up between her thighs. The runner gasped and jerked as his thick tongue shoved up into her body and swirled around. Her toes curled as it plunged in nice and deep and swept against her insides, cleaning up the mess the biters left behind. She squealed as her insides grabbed at the slick organ, squeezing it tightly. His purr turned into a deep chuckle as he pulled his head back and smacked his lips. "Delicious. Even tastier than your mother, little runner." That massive head swung up to fill her vision. His tongue swept out again, cleaning her muzzle before forcing its way into her mouth. Littlefoot's eyes shot wide as she gagged for a second as it slithered into her throat and came back out. Redclaw growl-purred and smirked, "I will enjoy the day you slide down my cock, little one. Till then."He turned and started off, the biters dropping her to the ground and hurrying after.

Littlefoot lay there for a long moment, just letting the sun dry her skin off a bit. She wanted to lay there and just doze off, but instead settled for just a few minutes of rest to let the ache start to leave her body. As tempted as it was to slip off, she knew that Ruby would skin her alive once she got back to her normal body. Rolling over onto her belly, she sighed and pushed herself up. A shiver raced through the runner's sleek body as the motion made her thighs rub together. Her mind raced back to moments ago, when Redclaw had that thick tongue of his squirming around inside of her body. Thighs squirmed against each other as she bit her lip and let out a whimpering noise. She shot a look off in the direction the sharpteeth had slipped off in and decided that it might be better if she took off as well.

It wouldn't take long for her to get to the hidden grotto that the other females were going to. And a quick stop off at a stream would erase the evidence of the little delay that the biters caused. What was lucky was that there just happened to be a nice little river. Scampering over a few rocks, she found what she was looking for. Once on top of the rocks, she jumped right off and into the water with a splash. Littlefoot rolled in the water for a moment, just floating. A kick and she drifted back to the surface. She paddled over to a calm spot and leaned against a rock, purring as the water washed over her form. Pulling herself up onto a largely flat rock, she twisted around to sit on her rear, tail and feet dangling into the water. She shivered as her fingers ran over her thighs, brushing over her vent. Her fingers gently probed her slit, feeling how the soft folds stretched over her digits. Definitely not as tight as earlier in the day, but more so than she thought it would be after the day she'd been having.

"Ruby dear, what are you doing?" The voice made her jump and gasp as her fingers hooked deeper into her slit. She tried to twist around quickly, while pulling her fingers out of her body, but ended up falling off the rock and landing with a splash in the river. A laugh reached her ears as she surfaced with a sputter. Bim, Ducky's mother, was looking down at her with bright eyes. "Didn't mean to scare you, hun. Was just on my way in when I saw you there." Taking a step forward, the Swimmer held out a hand towards her.

Taking it, Littlefoot offered a slight giggle; "Sorry, was just cleaning myself up a bit. Was a little... sidetracked on my way here."

"Uh-huh." The older female smirked and pulled the runner up. Sweeping her in close, the swimmer pressed her lips to the runner's mouth, tongue sweeping against Littlefoot's. The runner responded quickly, suckling on the tongue even as hers slipped over and around the invading muscle, dancing around Bim's mouth. The female's mouth tasted crisp, like the water plants that she favored eating. Reaching up, Littlefoot cupped her cheek and plunged her tongue deeper into the swimmer's long muzzle. A moan radiated through her body as the swimmer gladly tilted her head to deepen the embrace. The kiss went on for several long seconds, but was over all too soon. Bim broke away with a coo, a smile across her muzzle as she licked her lips. "Delicious." She ran her blunt nails over Littlefoot's neck, drawing a shiver from the runner. "Well, are you going to keep us waiting all day?" Swinging around, the larger female let her thick tail swing up over Littlefoot's head, showing off her swollen, pale green vent. Winking over her shoulder, Bim strolled up a little path, leaving Littlefoot to scramble after her.

If it hadn't been for Bim, she would have never found the path. It seemed to end right at a rock wall that was covered in thick vines and fronds. The larger female pushed aside the plants and started through them. With a mischievous grin, the runner darted in and slid her tongue over the female's slit in the moment that it was exposed. Bim gasped and thumped her playfully with her tail. "Naughty little Ruby."

"Sexy, slick swimmer."

The older female grinned, "Going to make your toes curl later for that." Shouldering aside the plants, the milf stepped out of the growth and into a glade with a nice, large pool of crystal clear water in the center.

Most of the valley's females were waiting there, and almost every one of them were already engaged in one form or carnal pleasures or another. Across the pond, Tria was pleasuring herself on a thick branch of a fallen tree. The branch had been chewed and rubbed down until it was smooth and vaguely resembled a male's penis. The large, motherly threehorn was rocking back and forth on it, grunting each time her form shifted. She put her entire body into each thrust, actually moving the massive trunk each time she slammed back. "Oh dear," cooed Bim, "I need to help her with that before she breaks something." Diving into the water, she darted over to the threehorn before surging out of the water and over the tree trunk. Littlefoot couldn't hear what was said to the much larger female, but the swimmer coaxed her off the toy, replacing the wood with her own hands and fingers.

She would have happily gone to join in, but there was something far more interesting going on far closer to her. Cera lay on her back, gasping and moaning as Ducky buried her muzzle into the threehorn's vent. Even from several feet away, Littlefoot could hear the hungry slurping and smacking of lips from the swimmer. Ali was there as well, her head ducked down under Ducky's tail, driving her thick tongue into the pale female's slit. Each long slurp made Ducky's hips lift before the tight vent gave way to the probing muscle and stretched wide open around it for just a second before the tongue slid out and trace over her back door. Ali's own tail was arched high, the longneck female rubbing her legs together to tease herself. By now those deliciously thick thighs were glistening with her juices as it trickled down her hide.

The sight of that made Littlefoot's mouth water.

The runner wasted no time in diving right in. Hurrying over, she purred a greeting towards Ali and placed her hands on the longneck's wide hips. "Looks a little lonely back here. Do you mind?"

Hips quivered under her touch and that tail stretched even higher up. "I would love to have some company." Littlefoot dove in before Ali even spread her legs open. Her agile tongue swept over the longneck's thick legs, hungrily lapping up that sweet, sweet honey. The longneck moaned and lifted her head, bumping her nose against Ducky's rear and shoving the swimmer against Cera. Littlefoot narrowed her eyes and took her time to clean the cow's body fully. For a moment, it seemed like a loosing battle. It seemed like Ali was leaking more of her sweet juices than she could ever hope to lap up.

By the time her tongue brushed over the cow's slit, Ali was squirming like crazy. The runner grinned and slipped two fingers into the slick folds and began to pump them as her lips curled around the female's swollen clit. The longneck uttered a deep cry as she arched her body, shoving her body against the eager runner. Twisting her fingers, Littlefoot began to feel around inside of the sweet little cow. Didn't take too long before her fingers found an area that made Ali squirm and gasp, insides shuddering around the probing fingers.

Littlefoot was really getting into eating out Ali when a head shoved under her tail. She squeaked and was bumped into the longneck before shivering as a tongue swept over her privates. Twisting her head around, she looked back with a moan as Cera rolled her head again, running her powerful tongue over her slit. The threehorn was on her side, leg kicked up to allow Ali's head to nestle between her thighs. The longneck was lapping hungrily at the sow's slit in between deep moans, cheeks colored a deep red. A quick look around showed that Ducky was off to the side, fingers buried in her own slit as she watched the three females.

A grin tugged at Littlefoot's mouth. Arching her body, the runner quickly moved over onto her back. Her legs wrapped around Cera's head, feet hooking against the threehorn's frill to pull herself closer. Wrapping her arms around Ali's thick, luscious tail, she pulled herself upwards and ran her tongue around the female's slit. Ali moaned and shivered, pressing down towards her face, body twitching. Littlefoot rolled and pushed her hips up towards Cera, feeling the female's beak rubbing against her soft folds as that powerful tongue slipped through her insides. Moaning up into Ali, she wiggled her tongue around and was rewarded with a shuddering cry and a gush of fluids against her face. She murred happily and licked at her face and the female's twitching slit.

"Hold on, Cera dear." The sow stopped licking and looked over as Bim strolled towards them, licking her own lips. "Now that I've got Tria settled, I would like to have a round with Ruby. If you don't mind." She winked and purred. "I'll show you a few tricks while I'm at it." The threehorn grinned and shuffled backwards. Littlefoot released her legs and fell back against the ground with a huff, looking towards the swimmer as she lay on the ground. Bim crooned and licked her lips again, making Littlefoot's eyes widen at just how long the female's tongue was. "Now just relax and let me show you something wonderful."

Littlefoot let her mouth hang open, panting heavily as the older female bent down between her legs. Bim gave her lap a sweet little kiss before turning her head. The swimmer's lips met her lower ones in a deep kiss. She only had an instant to brace herself before that tongue swept into her body. Mere seconds later, the runner was squirming and gasping. It felt like that tongue was everywhere at once! Bim's tongue danced from one spot to another as she slurped nosily against the pink female's sweet peach. Didn't take more than a few seconds before lights exploded behind Littlefoot's eyes, her body arching up off the ground as she squealed. It felt like her body was being filled with lightning made of pure pleasure. The female looked smug and nudged against her body, driving her tongue even deeper. Littlefoot groaned, grabbing at whatever she could as she felt something break loose inside of her.

---

Littlefoot gasped as she sat up suddenly. Oh skies above, she was still trembling from what the swimmer had done to her. With a heavy sigh, she flopped onto her back and looked skyward. It was starting to dim and take on a red tinge. Looked like a truly amazing day was soon coming to an end.

Oh no!

Sitting bolt upright, she tried to leap to her feet and make a mad dash back to where Ruby was waiting. It was only when the ground slammed into the dino's body than a realization struck. Seems like she... well he now, was back in his normal body. A frown creased the longneck's features as he stood slowly. After spending so much time in the runner's body, his own felt sluggish. Still, it was good to be home. Although he would miss having hands. Those things were pretty useful. Littlefoot took a moment to stretch out his body slowly, wincing at a dull ache under his tail. What had Ruby done while she was in his body? Well, considering the things he did while in her body, it probably wasn't that bad. Although he was starting to really enjoy this new found ability he had to jump from one body to another. Still had a lot to learn about it, but he was figuring out a few things. Thinking back, he remembered feeling something just before he left the runner's body and slipped back into his. Maybe, with a bit more practice he would be able to jump between more bodies. Now that had a lot of fun possibilities.

Laying back down, the longneck rolled over onto his back and looked up towards the sky, blinking slowly. It was growing dark, darker than it had been while he was still in Ruby's body. So apparently he'd been out for a bit. He blinked slowly towards the sky and yawned, was getting close to time for his to turn in for the evening.

"Littlefoot?"

Rolling his head, he saw Ali padding towards him, the female longneck moving slowly with her cheeks flushed a light red. "Ali?" He rolled over and quickly got to his feet, moving towards her.

Her cheeks were flushed cutely as she stopped, letting him come towards her. "Ruby said that you'd be here." Eyes lowered as she batted her eyelashes at him and giggled. "I...uh... Oh..." She must have started trying to say something a dozen times, always trailing off with one noise or another. A hint of doubt started to form in her eyes as her head started to turn away. Flashing back to how Ruby interacted with the cow, he stepped forward quickly. Ali reacted to the movement, head swinging back towards him as she took a half-step back. The cow froze the instant his lips touched hers, tongue forcing its way part her parted lips. For just a brief second, her tongue pushed against his like it was trying to push it out of her mouth. Then she leaned into it and parted her lips, pressing them to his. Ali suckled on his tongue with a soft moan as he locked lips with her. Littlefoot felt his groin stirring at the taste of the cute cow's mouth and how her tongue worked over his. He could feel that strange pull forming in the female. When he gave it a mental push, the cow gasped into his mouth, eyes shooting open. Pupils dilated for a moment before her lids drooped and she uttered a deep moan.

Ali broke the kiss, a strand of saliva connecting their tongues as she backed up. Swinging her body around, she spread her heavy thighs and swung her thick tail up and to the side, revealing her puffy lips. Her voice trembled as she moaned, "Littlefoot, I want you." It was his turn to moan when he saw those slick lips. They parted just a little as the female shifted, flashing her pink insides for his hungry eyes. Those petals called to him, begging him to spread them wide with his length. Leaning his head in under her tail, the bull kissed her other set of lips. Those wide hips pushed back towards his mouth as his tongue plunged into her folds and lapped at her soft insides. Her flavor was rich, insides so hot, and the female's muscles grabbed at his tongue and squeezed down on it. The taste and smell of the cow invaded his head and latched onto something deep and primal in his brain. Everything worked together to make his cock stiffen so quickly he felt light-headed. The heavy cock sprang upwards, smacking against his belly.

Littlefoot pulled away from her slit with a wet pop. Ali was watching him, cheeks flushed bright as she lowered her front and pushed her hips higher for him. That was more than enough of an invitation.

Rearing back onto his hind legs, he advanced on her. The cow moaned when she caught sight of his hard length, pressed tight against his belly. Her moan turned into a soft grunt when he settled his weight onto her wide, sturdy hips. Both of the longnecks were already breathing heavily by the time his broad tip nudged against her body. Cow and bull shifted together, quickly bringing his length in line with her entrance. His thick, broad ram touched against her soft gate. A quick jerk drove him past her lips and drove him several inches into her tunnel. Both called out, cow pushing back as the bull pushed forward. In one solid motion, he was buried up to his root inside of her, tip nudging against her inner gate.

There were no need for words as he started to thrust against her. Grunts and moans mixed with the slurp and squish of their mating. Leaning his head forward, he bit down onto her neck. Ali huffed and arched against the bite, breathing out his name. He moved his body and swung his tail up under hers, letting him push deeper against her with each thrust. The cow's body rocked under his with each massive pound. Her warmth soaked into his cock, making him feel like his post was on fire. It radiated from their groins and inched towards his balls, coaxing them to ready a nice, heavy load to pump into her. She felt far different from either Ruby or Cera. It might be since they were the same species, but it felt like Ali was made perfectly for him.

Jaws clenched as she moaned under him, insides rolling against his shaft as she peaked. She was clamping down around him so hard he thought she might break something. "Gonna cum."

He started to pull back, remembering earlier. Ali shoved back as his flared tip stretched her lips. "In me! Cum in me!" Littlefoot had to bite down on her shoulder again to keep from bellowing as he slammed his cock into her. Ali's insides fluttered around him, rolling over his length as his tip slammed against her cervix. She did the screaming for both of them as she peaked a second time right as he began to pump his cream into her.

They stood together for a long moment after he pumped his load into her. Ali stood still as he began to soften, cock slipping inside of her as the sheer volume of his cum started to drive him out. "Oh wow," he moaned softly, nuzzling at her shoulder where his blunt teeth had undoubtedly left a bruise.

"Yeah," Ali looked over at him, a goofy grin spreading across her features. Craning her head around, she kissed him, tongue slipping into his mouth.

"You two really put on a great show." They barely broke the kiss before a head shoved under Littlefoot's tail. He froze, gasping when a thick tongue pushed against his pucker. A shiver went through the male as the tongue plunged into his rear. Craning his head around, he saw that Shorty was the intruder. He worked his mouth, trying to form words, but each time something started up his throat, the fellow bull would lap at him again, pushing that tongue deep into his rear again. He bit his lip as Shorty's rimjob made his cock start to stir once more, the hard flesh spreading Ali's insides once more. After a few seconds of licking, the bull lifted his head and let it rest on Littlefoot's haunch with a grin. "My turn though."

If Littlefoot thought that his adoptive brother wanted a turn with Ali, he couldn't have been more wrong. Before he could do more than shuffle his feet, the bull lunged forward suddenly. Shorty's forelimbs clamped around his flank as the bull used his bulk to shove Littlefoot's tail aside. Ali grunted at the weight, legs trembling slightly, "Shorty, what are you doing?"

Trapped between the pair, Littlefoot felt his cheeks start to heat up as Shorty's cock jabbed against his backside. "Oh, just helping my dear brother." A hard tug and thrust brought the bull right on target. Littlefoot's breath hitched when the tip jabbed wetly against his pucker. The licking, and Ruby's playtime earlier, had him well prepared to take the male.

A hard buck forced his rear to spread open around the thick length. Littlefoot arched and gasped, eyes shooting wide open as the bull drove deep into his ass. Shorty's heavy jaws clamped down onto his shoulder. Blunt teeth dug into his flesh as the bull began to thrust, working himself deeper with each buck. Ali wobbled under the added weight and savage force before falling forward, landing on her belly with a grunt. Littlefoot moved quickly, bracing himself on the ground to keep from pressing down against her too hard. Shorty, on the other hand, simply rammed against him harder, their leathery hides smacking against each other with heavy thumps. That blush crept across Littlefoot's cheeks and started down his neck, his cock rock hard once more and throbbing inside of Ali.

Without even really thinking about it, he began to buck. Hips drove back against Shorty, following the bull backwards. All before slapping against the cow's backside, and shoved harder against her as his little, randy brother powered against him. Shorty ground himself against Littlefoot each time, making the bull's cock wiggle and shift inside of the cow's once creamed insides. Moisture and cum leaked out of her each time his cock wiggled. The scent pervaded the air, driving both bulls to start moving with a more urgent need. All three were moaning, groaning, grunting, and in Shorty's case, snarling.

Between Ali's clinging warmth and wetness, and Short's cock rubbing against something in his rear, Littlefoot was the first to go. Arching his body, he let out a cry as he began to cum, adding even more to the mess inside of the cow. His ass clamped and squeezed at the cock, making him tremble as he came even harder. Thick cum leaked out around the tight he made with Ali, oozing down along her thighs. She arched against him and warbled out her joy as her insides rolled against him, drawing his cock and seed deeper into her body. Shorty was the last to blow, voicing a wordless noise of lust before silencing himself by delivering a hard mating bite to Littlefoot's shoulder again. Littlefoot's cheeks flushed as the bull flooded his ass with thick seed.

The three stayed like that for a moment, the two bulls not moving until their lengths softened. Littlefoot's was the first to retreat, popping out of Ali's body with a wet plorp and releasing a short flood of their love cocktail. She craned her head around and lifted a leg, blushing at the cum leaking from her body. It was Shorty's turn next. He fell out of Littlefoot with a softer pop, barely any cum leaking out as he dismounted. "Well, that was fun. I might come back around later, especially if I hear you two going at it again. Right now though, I need a dip before bed." Head arched proudly, he strutted off towards the river, cock retreating into his male slit. Littlefoot shivered softly and looked towards Ali.

The cow smiled at him and blushed before curling slightly. "Come and lay down with me." Happily, he strolled over and lay down against her. Ali pressed against him and nuzzled into his neck before whispering. "Maybe we should go again later." Lifting her head, she kissed his throat, "See how much noise we can make."

He grinned at her and nipped her throat. "Bet I could get you to wake the whole valley." Ali's cheek flushed and she giggled, tucking against him as she settled in. Smothering a yawn, Littlefoot curled around the cow protectively and closed his eyes. He just had to rest for a few minutes then he'd be ready for more.

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Ruby's heart was pounding in her throat as she raced towards her home cave. She'd been pretty surprised when she suddenly popped back into her own body. It was a nice surprise though since Bim's head was buried between her thighs. Her body was still quivering from the swimmer's oral attentions. Seems that whatever mythical mojo Littlefoot had picked up was no match for Bim's linguistic skills. There wasn't much that was. She was glad to be back in her own body. Although the temptation of the group of randy females was more temptation than she could stand. After some more play, and hearing the longneck moan his name, she'd encouraged Ali to go off to find Littlefoot. Hadn't taken much more than telling Ali where he was napping. At least where Ruby had decided to take a nap, but she doubted that Littlefoot would have moved far from there.

By the time she was ready to go, she had left both Ducky and Cera quivering and moaning, having picked up a few tricks during her time as a bull and a few tricks Bim talked her through. When she was finally ready to leave, she had to pour on the speed. Had to get back to her cave before her parents started the fun. And she knew that they would gladly start without her.

Couldn't have that happening, now could she?

Lowering her head, she darted through a wall of brush and leapt off the edge of a hill. She brought her feet down and started to slide down the hillside, sending small rocks scampering ahead of her. Bending her knees, the runner slid and skated down the slippery slope with practiced ease. Just before hitting the bottom, she leapt and hit the path at full speed.

It was a good thing she had too. By the time she reached the cave, her parents were already starting the fun. The older runners were locked in a heated kiss, tongues dancing around in their panting maws. Her mom had her fingers wrapped around her father's length, stroking it slowly. Mond's hips trembled as she let her fingers play over his head, smearing thick precum around his spear tip He broke the kiss with a brief, shuddering gasp as Topaz curled her fingers around him and eased down to his base. Eyes closed as he rubbed his cheek against her, thighs trembling as she stroked his base. "Oh, Topaz dear. You are such a wonderful tease."

The older female purred as she leaned in, kissing his throat. "And I will keep teasing you until Ruby dear arrives. You struck a bargain with her, one I am more than happy to uphold, so we will just wait for her to join us." Her mom peeked around Mond's neck, eyes sparkling as she winked at Ruby.

Mond's tail arched and thighs shook as he pushed against her hand, trying to push the handjob on further. "Oh you are such a tease, my dear."

"That is why you chose me as your mate." Her hand kept dancing away, just barely stroking his length as his hips jerked towards her. "Now, be a dear and sit." The pale pink female urged the gray male backwards. His feet kicked at the dirt as he scrambled to keep up with her pushing, letting out a grunt as a rock bumped against his thighs. Sitting heavily on the flat surface, he leaned back and spread his legs wide, giving his mate plenty of room in front of him. Topaz smiled as she knelt easily, looking up at him with nearly luminous green eyes as her tongue danced around his tip. His eyes shut tightly again as he breathed out a moan, jaw shaking. Topaz's tongue danced around his cock, head occasionally slipping down to take a couple inches of his length in.

Ruby bit back a low moan as she watched her mother expertly teasing her father. The runner's hand slipped down her belly and ran over her folds, dipping a finger past her swollen lips. Her fingers matched the older female's pace, slipping her finger deeper as the female's head bobbed lower and lower. Mond threw his head back and breathed out a groan, body arching forward.

Taking advantage of the distraction, she tip toed in quickly. Topaz looked over and smiled, shuffling aside to make enough room for her. She pushed in against her mother, rubbing her flank against the older female's. A shiver raced through Topaz as she pulled back, tongue lapping at the cock. Ruby licked her beak and moved in quickly as her mom pulled away. Her tongue replaced the older female's, cupping the underside of Mond's length. Placing her hands on the rock, Ruby arched her neck proudly and slipped down until she took her father to the very root of his length. His tip nudged against her throat, the female swallowing against it. Drawing back just a little, she began to bob and turn her head, using her tongue on different parts of him. Her hand strayed downwards, finding her slit again and slipping two fingers inside. She moaned at just how tender and sensitive she felt, wondering just what Littlefoot had done with her, but she could always ask him later.

Ruby drew back, tongue slithering around the drooling cock head. Her lips barely cleared his length before Topaz was leaning forward. The female wrapped her tongue around Ruby's. Without really even thinking, Ruby turned and twisted her head, meeting the older runner in a kiss, sandwiching the cock in their embrace. "Oh! Ooooh My," Mond moaned, hands falling to stroke both of their heads. "Seems I am the luckiest male in the Valley tonight, with these two bea...beauti..." he gasped as their tongues wrestled and fought around his cock, the females working their way up and down his length, letting his flesh slide between their lips. "OH MY!"

That was their only warning before Mond climaxed. Ruby and Topaz hurriedly broke the kiss and leaned in, nuzzling the cock and each other as it twitched and sprayed his sweet seed. Both females wrapped a hand around the length, their other currently busy between their respective legs, and began to pump and stroke him. Tongues lashed against flesh, teasing over it as his thick seed rained down upon their features. Working as a team, mother and daughter kept the runner male cumming for far longer than he should have normally. Ruby moaned as she slid her tongue around his tip, catching some of his cum in her mouth before ducking down to let her mother have a taste. Just how long had the older runner been teasing him, she had to wonder.

Mond fell backwards as his climax wound down, the male heaving and panting as hi head spun. The females purred in unison, so utterly pleased their work. They released the male as he slumped backwards, spent for the moment. Ruby turned towards her mother and giggled, "How long were you teasing him?"

Topaz ran her tongue over her lips and purred, "Maybe a little too long, now that I think about it. We made a mess out of it, didn't we?" Her eyes glimmered, "Let me help you clean up." Leaning in, she swept her tongue across Ruby's cheek. The runner purred and arched into the cleaning before starting to lick as well. A shiver passed through her as she tasted the sweet taste of her mother combined with the fruity taste of her father's seed. Topaz purred low in her throat and whispered, "Been a busy girl today, have we?"

Ruby's cheeks flushed as she giggled, "Can't even remember half of it."

Eyes sparkled as the older female smiled. "That's my girl." Topaz gave her another long lick, this time sweeping her tongue over Ruby's lips. Closing her mouth around the tongue, Ruby suckled on it before allowing her own to venture out. The lick turned into a kiss, mouths locking as hands began to explore each other's bodies. A gentle tug pulled her forward as the older female lay back. Ruby moved with her, not wanting to break the kiss. The runner females moved together, Ruby straddling Topaz's form as she lay on her back. The older female had to bend and Ruby had to stretch her neck to keep the kiss going, but it was worth it as their vents brushed against each other. Without really thinking about it, Ruby shifted one leg up over Topaz's, letting the older female hook her leg over Ruby's other. With their lower limbs twined just so, they were able to rub their vents against each other.

Ruby broke the kiss with a moan as her slick petals brushed over her mother's. Her tail arched up as she pushed and pulled with her legs, grinding against the female's swollen mound. Topaz lay her head back with a moan of her own, eyes shuttering as she pushed upwards. Using her tail, she lifted herself up, grinding into Ruby as she used her legs to help guide her daughter. The pair worked together, pushing up and down, shifting side to side as they panted. Ducking her head, Ruby licked and nipped at her mother's throat, moaning as the female's hands brushed over her sides.

"Hope you ladies don't mind if I join," Mond purred, hands trailing over Ruby's lifted rump. He was greeted by two breathless moans of acceptance and smiled, "Splendid." Gripping his cock by the base, he brought it down on Ruby's pink hip with a heavy smack. The runner female moaned as the cock sent ripples across her rear, leaving behind a spot of pre and a light stinging. She pushed up towards him, tail flagging to the side. Mond peppered her rear with those lovely, meaty slaps of his, each making her squirm.

Topaz huffed and rolled against Ruby's body, foot slipping out to scratch at Mond's thigh. "Are you going to tease our daughter all night?"

His hand drew back and came down with a heavy smack, kneading Ruby's hot cheek. "Not at all. I plan on making both of you lovelies scream throughout the night."

Ruby looked back and huffed, watching her father as he stroked his cock with one hand, coaxing life back into the member. "And how do you plan on doing that?" The male adopted a smug expression as he guided his cock lower.

"Like this."

Her back arched as he plunged into her folds, making her moan and shiver over her mother. Topaz's legs pulled at her, grinding their vents together even as Mond's groin slapped against hers. He gave her rear another slap and held on tight, using his weight to push her down into the older female's form. The male only gave her a few thrusts before he pulled out, slick cock sliding against her flesh. A little shift of his hips sent his hard flesh gliding between the two females. Ruby shivered as she felt his cock gliding under her pussy, and Topaz groaned as his ridges popped against her body. A few thrusts and he pull back further, tip brushing over hot folds. Topaz pushed up with her tail again, bringing herself in line just as he plunged forward again. Now it was the older female's turn to purr as her slick folds stretched out around his cock.

Mond kept repeating this, moving from one female to another with a quick stop in between to tease both. It wasn't long before all three runners were panting and moaning. Ruby trembled, sandwiched between her parents. Mond's fingers scratching, petting, and slapping her backside, while Topaz licked her panting mouth and ground her vent against Ruby's sopping hole. Surprisingly, it was the older female who sounded off first. Her body arched upwards as she trilled, juice squirting against Ruby and Mond. The younger female went second, her voice rising with her mother's, hips pressing tight and squirming against the soft petals. Mond was last to go, grip tightening on Ruby's hips as he thrust hard and fast, cock slipping and sliding between the squirting and writhing females. Finally, his voice rose in pleasure as he came, seed splashing across their puffy lips. Of course, being a good mate and father, he made sure to dip his length into each of his girls to plant at least a single spray into their needful tunnels before spilling the rest of his seed across their backsides.

Ruby purred as her mother's hands slid down, drawing shapes on the younger female's body with her mate's seed. Rolling her head, Ruby offered a lopsided grin. "So what next?"

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Littlefoot felt more than a little groggy the next morning as he rolled around in his nest. There was something odd, but the longneck couldn't quite put his finger on what it was yet. Not until he cracked open his eyes and noticed Ali's absence. His heart dropped for just a moment before a memory came drifting back. They'd spend most of the night asleep, him curled around her. More than once during the night, one of them had woken the other with a growing urge that had to be satisfied. He was now certain there were few things better than waking up with a sweet cow having her mouth wrapped around his cock. There was a vague memory of Ali stirring, giving him a kiss, and whispering into his ear that she'd be back later for more. A smile crossed his features as he lay out on his back, feeling his manhood stirring. If the soreness he'd felt during his time in Cera and Ruby had been any indication, then Ali was probably going to take a long soak in some cool water.

Before his mind could venture too far down the very arousing memories, the bull rolled over and stood up, taking a moment to stretch his tired limbs. He could do with a nice soak and swim too. Also, wouldn't hurt at all if he came across a few others that he could play with along the way.

Too bad that it seemed like everyone was still asleep. The plants barely even rustled as he padded down to his favorite bathing spot. Did give him plenty of time to think about the day before and everything that he had done. Compiling everything together. The years of travel, adventure, danger, every scrap of experience that the longneck bull had. Taking all that and comparing it to what he'd been through in the last sun-cycle. Well, there really was only one conclusion wasn't there?

Sex was amazing!

He stopped at the edge of the river and looked into the water, examining his rippling reflection. There was one rather large but with that conclusion.

Sex was amazing, but he was increasingly curious about what it was like with another male.

Well, sure he'd had a romp with Shorty, but he was hardly prepared for that. And then there was the time he'd given himself head. They both felt really good. So did sex with women, but the way that he'd cum when Shorty was inside of him... Just thinking about it made him shiver and his cock threaten to drop from his vent. And then there were all the guys that he'd screwed while in Ruby and Cera's bodies... No, that was different though. He was a girl then, and...

and...

It was still amazing.

Before he could think about it too much longer, the longneck bull leapt and did a massive belly flop into the river water. He'd aimed for a deeper section, so he sank down for a moment before paddling to the surface. The cool, running water felt great against his hide, starting to numb the pains from the day before. Some were real, scratches on his hide and the dull ache from his backside for instance. Others were simply mental, echoes from his time as the girls. Thoughts of the phantom aches turned to reflections on just what he'd done while inside of those borrowed bodies. Cheeks flushed as his mind wondered to the feel of the big males, claws scratching at his body as they pounded him, driving the breath from his lungs with each hard, rutting slam. He bit back a moan, cheeks burning bright as his cock dropped right into the cool water. A huff came from the bull as the water rippled past his cock, teasing his already aching length. Treading water, the male huffed and moaned as his length moved up and rubbed against his belly, a blazing shaft of heat in the chill bath.

"Hi!"

The voice made him jump, eyes shooting open. Littlefoot looked around before spotting a grinning face poking out of the water. "Mo! What are you doing here?" He cleared his throat and tried to ignore the need building in his loins. "Thought you went to the big water with your family."

The swimmer rolled onto his side and grinned. "Did, found the opening to the river out there. Decided to come visit my friends." He rolled his body and ducked under the water before surfacing. "Seems I came at a good time too."

Littlefoot blushed as the male ducked under the water again. "What to you...Ooooh. " He bit his lip as the swimmer's toothy mouth teased his cock. Mo's beak pressed against his cock as the male let out a low whistling and clicking noise. He had to bite his lower lip to keep from moaning out loud as the noise sent some strangely exciting waves rolling through his privates. The rounded muzzle slid over his length slowly, starting just behind his tip and easing back towards his base. He bobbed in the water as the nose bumped against his base a few times, Mo's singing vibrating through his body. Shivering, he tensed and felt his member slide through the water and bump against his belly. That rounded nose slid over his length before pressing against his internal testes. Littlefoot's eyes rolled back as the male let out a clicking noise, sending pulses of pleasure shooting through his privates as he sang his sight-song into the bull's body. Quick as a dart, the swimmer flicked around under him before nibbling at his tip. The bull huffed as those conical teeth nipped lightly at his crown before the warm mouth slid over his length.

He arched in the water as the swimmer's mouth slid right over his cock. Mo squirmed under him, throat wrapping around his cock as the male eagerly took him right down to the very root. Given the events over the last couple days he'd give a push with his new found powers, but it didn't seem that the swimmer really needed any encouragement. If Mo hadn't have been holding him up, his legs would have given out on him. Mo wasn't nearly as good as Ruby was, but there was just something about the way he was sucking him off that made the bull tremble so. Driving so deep that his throat wrapped around the cock before pulling back just enough to let those teeth graze over his flesh. Then he'd flick his tail and drive forward again, only stopping when he bottomed out against the bull's belly. He squeezed his legs against the swimmer's flanks, encouraging the male to keep going as he leaned his head back and moaned. Mo's tongue rolled against the shaft, coaxing a big, fat drop of precum into his mouth.

A deep thud echoed through Littlefoot's body, making his eyes snap open. Twisting his head around, he hissed as he saw his Grandpa weaving through the trees towards him. "Mo, my Grandpa is headed this way." He hissed, grinding his teeth as that tongue chased another drop up his shaft. "You should... oh.... Mmmfff."

"Ah Littlefoot, you're certainly up early." His grandfather's kind voice rolled over him as the larger longneck slipped into the water as well. The younger male glanced down into the water, where Mo was hidden in his shadow.

He shivered as the swimmer's tongue danced around his shaft. "You could say that." Biting his bottom lip, he tried to move away from the swimmer, but Mo stayed right with him, singing a playful note. "Just woke right up and decided to take a little swim." A groan slipped out as the suckling mouth moved back and nipped at his flared tip.

Grandpa swung his head around at the noise, blinking at his grandchild. "Are you alright? Sounded like you were in pain there for a moment."

Littlefoot let out a giggle as the tongue flicked back and forth across his tip before Mo dove right back onto his length. "Ooooh yeah, just a little sore from yesterday." He glanced up and saw worry in the older male's eyes. "Just us kids being kids. Things got a little..." he bit his bottom lip again and felt his hips twitch, "interesting yesterday." He rolled his head to hide his pant, "Rough housing, wrestling, things like that." Mo's throat clenched down around his length, making him shiver. "That type of stuff."

Grandpa smirked. Oh he had heard some very interesting stories about his grandson from the day before. He was shaping up to be a real chip off the old block. Why he remembered when he was that age he... The older male felt his cheeks flush a bit and grinned, chuckling. "Ah yeah, a good soak helps my old bones get moving in the morning." Looking at Littlefoot, the male smirked as he watched the younger bull's eyes closed, back arching in a tale-tell motion that he knew all too well. He kept droning on, talking about the weather and things like that. Lips twisted into a smirk as his grandson grunted out affirmative noises, nodding here and there.

The sound of his Grandpa's voice faded into a low note that rumbled through his consciousness as he felt his tip swelling up inside of Mo's throat. He didn't dare look up at his elder, not as his face started to twist with his impending climax. Instead, he lowered it and pretended to take a drink from the water as his hips jerked. Mo's pleased song rang down his length as the swimmer began to eagerly swallow down every last drop of his thick seed.

A deep purr came from the elder longneck, making the water around his body dance. He could feel his own male slit swelling up at the sight of his grandson having a nice climax. Probably one of his friends hiding in the water. Although that'd mean that they had an amazing ability to hold their breath if they stayed under this long. "Well, I should get going and see what is going on in the valley this morning. See if your Grandma wants to go for a walk." Of course, he was eager to see if the old cow was up for a little something else as well. They didn't rut often any more, but he did enjoy making her old bones rattle, if you got his drift.

Littlefoot huffed, feeling Mo sliding away from him slowly. "Alright, Grandpa. I'll see you later!" He watched as the older bull shuffled down river. The instant he was out of sight around the bend, Mo surfaced and rolled onto his side with that grin of his. "I'm going to kill you, you know that?"

The swimmer sang a laugh, "I know you enjoyed it." He shivered, unable to deny it as his member slipped right back into his male slit. "Play fair, fair play though!" Mo darted around him quickly before jabbing his beak into Littlefoot's side. "My turn!"

Looking over his friend, Littlefoot found himself licking his lips, wondering what the swimmer would taste like. "Okay, roll over onto your back."

Mo barked out a series of laughs, "No no, my game I pick the position!"

"You didn't let me pick."

The swimmer gave him that perpetual grin, "My game."

Littlefoot huffed, tail swinging through the water and kicking up a wave. "Alright, fine. How do you want to do this?" Despite his agitated tone, the longneck felt pretty eager to try it out. What was happening to him?

Mo twisted in the water and chirped. "There, tall grass, soft grass. On your back." The longneck's eyes dropped along that torpedo-shaped body, eyes locking onto the flash of pink along the male's colorful belly. Doing as he was told, the bull headed over to the grass and managed to get himself situated. The water was still a bit deep, but the thick grass easily held even his body up. Craning his head, he watched as the swimmer came out of the water and laid on his tail. Mo pressed his beak to Littlefoot's tailhole, squeaking against it for a moment before probing the pucker with his tail. Littlefoot shivered at the strange feeling. He breathed out a huff and spread his legs. Accepting the invitation, Mo lunged out of the water and plopped his belly against the bull's. The male's hot member pressed against Littlefoot's tail as he lay there for a moment. With a flick of his tail, Mo drove himself higher onto the longneck's prone form.

The swimmer's prehensile cock twisted as he lunged, lining itself up perfectly with his friend's backdoor. Littlefoot gasped, body arching as that sleek torpedo plunged right into his tailhole. Mo didn't even give him a second to recover. The swimmer's thick base barely touched his spread pucker before the male started to thrust. Mo's body moved as if he were swimming through the water. Thick tail slapping against Littlefoot's as his form rolled against the longneck's in waves. Littlefoot arched upwards with a slutty moan as that smooth, tapered member brushed against his insides. He could feel it flexing and twisting inside of his backdoor as the swimmer honed in on all the right spots. Gritting his teeth, the longneck breathed out a groan. His cock was already springing back to life, pressing against Mo's smooth body. His friend whistled happily, pleased at the hard, hot length that was pushing against his belly. Rolling his body, Mo looked up at Littlefoot with a that permanent grin of his, "Insatiable, are we?" Giving a particularly deep thrust, Mo twisted his cock in a way that made Littlefoot buck up against his torpedo-like body. Littlefoot gasped and bit his bottom lip as the male's body rolled against his.

Each flick of his tail drove the swimmer deeper into Littlefoot, as well as driving the male up against the bull's post. As Littlefoot bucked against the sleek male, he sunk deeper into the water, feeling it lap around his groin. As he slipped deeper into the water, Mo was able to put more force into his thrusts. Littlefoot ground his teeth as precum flowed freely from his tip. He huffed and bucked towards his friend as the swimmer drove harder against him, eyes narrowed as he emitted low squeaks and whistles.

A cry burst from the bull as he came nice and hard, covering both male's bellies with his thick, hot seed. Mo squeaked as Littlefoot's rear clenched around his base. Pushing deep into the longneck, he rocked his hips quickly as his curved member leapt and twitched inside of the male. The swimmer let out a pleased noise as he slipped down the bull's form. His cock quickly retreated from Littlefoot's rump as he breathed out a whistle, "Messy." Mo giggled and licked at the spunk on Littlefoot's belly. Twisting, he slipped in the water and rolled around. Littlefoot lay there and huffed as his own cock softened slowly. Rolling over, he slipped into the water and let it clean the seed off his own belly as Mo darted into the deeper areas of the river before coming back. The swimmer rolled onto his side, grinning up at Littlefoot with a twinkle in his eye. "Friend Littlefoot good at fucking, should do it more often. Maybe next time, will let you try my back door." With a playful squeal, he flipped around in the water, slapping the water with his tail.

Sputtering from the wave that washed over him, Littlefoot couldn't respond before his aquatic friend swam away. He made a face at the retreating male and turned to leave the river. As he stepped out of the water's cool embrace his tailhole throbbed with a soft ache. Littlefoot's cheeks flushed as he paused, looking back towards the water. Maybe he should go for a bit of a swim until it stopped bothering him? He shook his head slowly. No, it wasn't bothering him that badly. Truth be told, it actually felt pretty good. It certainly didn't ache like it had the night before after Shorty had his turn. Simply thinking about it set his mind to comparing the two male's different attributes. Mo's curved length versus Shorty's battering ram. The bull's rough, hard fucking against the swimmer's graceful rutting. His cheeks warmed even more as he felt his privates stirring so quickly after his last two finishes. One of those advantages of youth, as the valley elders would say.

Littlefoot took another step, a shiver racing up his spine as his back door throbbed again. Each pulse was a reminder of how good it actually felt to have something slipping up under his tail. First Ruby's finger, then the two males. Thinking about the Runner made him start to turn towards where she lived, but he paused as his head swung around. Why was his first thought to head towards her? The immediate answer that came to mind was just how experienced she was. But, he countered, hadn't he learned a lot in the last day? Sure, a lot of what he had done had been inside of a borrowed body. A female one at that. Still, hadn't it felt really good to have a male hunched over him, panting down his neck as their rock hard member violated his body again and again until it made him cry out in joy and spill his juice as his partner fired their load deep into his core? He stiffened as the wind kicked up for a moment, racing across his abused pucker. It was only at that moment that he realized he'd been steadily hiking his tail up as he fell back into the memories.

That decided it for him.

He should go out and find a male partner to have sex with. It only made sense, after all Over the course of yesterday, he had plenty of experience with male and female pairings, being on both sides of that arrangement. It only made sense that today he should go out in search for other males today, just to round out his learning. It made perfect sense, and it didn't make him gay since he was just furthering his education.

Right?

Who should he go for though? Maybe one of the grown-ups? No, just thinking about heading to one of them for some sex lessons made him feel intimidated. Well, maybe if he went to Mond... No, he shook his head, should find someone closer to his age. There was Hyp, Nod, and Mutt, but they were discarded just as quickly. He'd rather go blow a sharptooth than willingly kneel in front of one of those jerks. Now there was a thought. Littlefoot pondered going out to find one of the biters, they weren't too big and were certainly eager enough yesterday. Then again, yesterday he was in a female's body so that might have played a part in just how willing they were. Which means he was left with Spike.

Yeah, that'd work out nicely. They were about the same age, had been friends their entire lives, and Littlefoot was pretty sure that Spike might be one of the few people in the valley with less sexual experience than he had. Although, those budding plates along his back might be a bit of a problem. The longneck could just imagine how uncomfortable it might be to have those grinding into his chest as he had his fun. Still, there was something about the thought of having his long-time friend under him, or maybe over him, as their bodies pushed against each other, tight holes grabbing at hard cocks...

He definitely had to find Spike.

The spiketail was never too hard to find. Either he was around Ducky and her family, or making his rounds of his favorite grazing spots. Considering the time of season and the height of the sun, it only took him a few minutes to find his buddy.

Spike was in a deeply shaded part of the valley, his drab hide nearly blending in with the deep green overgrowth. As Littlefoot strolled up, the male was making very quick work of a big, fat fern. "Hey Spike, what are you up to?" The male grunted a welcome at him, continuing to chew the leaves. Moving past his friend, Littlefoot nibbled on a leaf as well. Watching his friend from the corner of his eye, he tried to reach out with his new ability and nudge the male. Strangely enough, there didn't seem to be much there to push against. He hid his frown by chewing some more. Turning the power on himself, he shivered as his male slit almost instantly bulged with excitement. The longneck male suppressed a shiver as his back arched slightly. "So, um... Spike, have you ever mated with anyone?" His friend stopped chewing for a moment and looked at him with those dull eyes. Spike swallowed his mouthful of greens and let out a giggling noise as he turned towards another bush. Well, looked like he might have been shaking the wrong tree.

Or maybe not. His friend moved surprisingly fast, large head sliding under his belly and zeroing right in on his privates. The spiketail's tongue easily slipped into his bulging vent, the powerful muscle easily pulling out his meat. Spike held himself just right so that Littlefoot's cock leapt right from his slit and into the male's waiting maw. The male's surprisingly flexible lips, made for stripping leaves off a bush, sealed themselves around his cock. Littlefoot literally went cross-eyed as his friend began to suck his length. Lewd, slurping noises sounded from under his body as his friend bobbed his head. That thick, incredibly powerful tongue rolled his length around inside of the wet mouth. The bull was finding it very hard to think as all the blood in his body rushed to his member. His thick length eagerly rose in his friend's mouth. Instead of pulling away, Spike pushed himself forward and eagerly opened his throat up for the length. The shorter male rocked his body, head twisting as he slurped loudly around the hard post. A tremor raced through Littlefoot's body as those lips rolled against his already achingly hard length. It wasn't just his mouth either, that throat was rolling against his cock and pulling on it in a way that made his knees weak.

His legs very nearly gave out on him when his friend pulled away with a loud pop, lips pulling against his flared tip. Littlefoot's mouth hung open as he panted, head swimming as Spike shuffled away. The male let out a giggle as he turned, thick tail swinging up to expose his pucker. "Gu-guess you have, huh?" Giggling almost drunkenly, the longneck bull staggered over to his friend. The wordless male snorted a laugh and rolled his body, moving those growing plates out of the way. Spike looked back and offered a sideways grin as he wiggled his rear invitingly.

Almost hypnotized by it, the bull saddled up behind his bud and reared up. Spike's wide body provided a stable platform for him to rest on top of. As he bucked forward, his friend pushed back at just the right angle that he found his target with the first jab. Littlefoot's wide tip pushed against the spiketail's pucker. Prepared as he was, it was easy to plunge his cock right into Spike's rear. The male bleeted out a groan and rolled his body as the thick member spread open his pucker. Littlefoot ground his teeth as the rear willingly spread open around his thick pole, inviting him deeper. When he pushed about half of his length into the spiketail, the male tightened his rear around him and rocked backwards. Spike grunted and bucked back, meeting Littlefoot's thrust. Their bodies met with a loud, meaty thud that sent a tremor of joy racing down the bull's spine.

Oh by the heavens, that noise was everything he wanted and more.

Gritting his teeth, the longneck pulled back and drove forward again, digging his feet into the ground. Spike groaned happily and rocked his stocky body back into his friend's thrust. With his shorter, wide stance the spiketail could drive his form back into the longneck with far more force than the bull was used to. Littlefoot found himself sliding backwards with each buck, thick tail slapping against his flank. Clenching his jaws, the longneck groaned heavily as his friend worked with the thrusts. Spike relaxed under him with each thrust before slamming his ass back into Littlefoot's groin, ass clenching down hard around his thick post with a delighted groan.

Nostrils flared as he was driven to go faster, to pound harder. Teeth ground together as he let out deep grunts, matching his friend's needful groans. The spiketail's thick scent filled his nose, reaching something deep inside and challenging him to go even harder and faster. Littlefoot couldn't stop himself, wouldn't stop, and he didn't want to stop. No, it was feeling too good. Different than when he was with Ali, but in a way better. The other male's musk both challenged and excited him, making his tip flare wide inside of Spike's rear..

Bracing his forelegs on the male's back, he hammered even harder into his friend's backside. He almost slipped out each time, only his widely flared tip and Spike's clenching rear keeping him from falling out. The spiketail huffed, tongue rolling from his open mouth. There was such a look of needful lust that it made his stomach tense with pleasure. He couldn't help himself as he threw his head back and cried out to the heavens as he exploded into Spike's backside. He drove himself balls deep into his friend, strong legs digging into the soil as he managed to lift the shorter male's rear up off the ground. Holding himself there, he breathed out needful huffs as he emptied himself into the tight backside.

His finished only lasted a few seconds before his length began to soften and slip out. Littlefoot held himself up on Spike's back, letting out deep panted breathes until his cock slipped free with a wet pop and a surge of thick semen. As he moved off, the longneck finally noticed his friend's still-raging hard on Cheeks flushed a bit as he huffed. "Sorry, didn't last as long as I usually do." Spike just gave him a crooked smile as he stretched out and shook his tail a bit. Littlefoot pawed at the ground, "Do you want me to give you a blowjob or something?" Those dull eyes seemed a bit sharper as his friend shook his head and grinned as he let out a low crooning noise. Spike shook his body for a second before moving towards Littlefoot with a low murring noise.

Tilting his head, Littlefoot watched as Spike waddled around him. He kept trying to angle his head to get a look at the dangling member, but the male's bulk kept it mostly hidden from view. He could only catch glimpse of that deep red flesh and its drill-like tip. Cheeks flushed as he lowered his front and stepped his back legs apart, letting his tail swing aside. Spike crooned at his eagerness, that dopey grin spreading wider as he ambled up behind the longneck. A hint of worry fluttered along Littlefoot's belly. While he had a romp with his little brother, that hadn't been entirely too willing. Then with Mo, well that male was much smaller than he, but it did still feel pretty good. This would be his first time with a male that was fairly close to his own size.

Littlefoot licked his dry lips and stepped his feet apart further, bringing his rear more in line with the stockier male. He was torn between looking down his body at his friend, but at the same time his head kept swinging forward. The bull's hips trembled as he anticipated the spiketail's heavy weight to fall onto his backside. He chewed on his bottom lip and huffed softly as he felt Spike's head sliding along his tail before nuzzling against his backside. Cheeks flushed brighter as he felt the male whuffling at his flesh.

Spike breathed in the longneck's scent as he ran his head against the thick tail. He took a deep whiff of the bull's body and smiled to himself. He knew a bitch when he smelled one and Littlefoot was one. It wasn't hard to tell that the longneck had bathed himself recently. Despite that, Spike could pick up the scent of a few males still staining his friend's thick hide. A ripple of jealousy raced through his belly. A part of him was upset that his friend hadn't come to him much earlier to break his sweet little ass in. The feeling passed quickly enough though. Now he'd have his chance to show the bull-bitch just what he'd been missing for so long. But first, there was something that he had to do. Crooning happily, the spiketail nuzzled along his friend's thick tail, working his way a bit lower. His smile cracked open slowly as he breathed in the scent and opened his mouth as he leaned in.

A gasp raced up Littlefoot's throat before escaping as Spike's thick tongue ran along his pucker. The powerful tongue bathed his backside for several long moments of pleasurable agony before penetrating his rear. The bull had to bite his bottom lip to keep from crying out again as the thick tongue rolled against his insides. Hips trembled and pushed back to meet his friend's lips. A deep murr came from the male as he pushed his lips against the pucker, working his tongue nice and deep into Littlefoot's anus. Lowering his head, the male let out strained pants as his cock began to drop again, getting ready for action mere seconds after he could have sworn that he gave his all to his friend. Biting his lip harder, the longneck rocked his hips back eagerly. Blood raced to his cock, leaving him lightheaded as his length lifted with such speed that it slapped wetly against his belly.

A deep purr came from the spiketail as he angled his head, sweeping his tongue against the bull-bitch's insides. He loved getting a bitch-male prepared like this, feeling those muscles relax and prepare to receive him like a proper cunt should. Bim, his adoptive mother, had taken time and care to teach him these skills, using her own mate as a training dummy for him. He loved watching that big swimmer squirm, but it wasn't nearly as satisfying as having Littlefoot panting like a needful cow, ready to be seeded.

Littlefoot let out whimper as he pushed his hips back towards Spike. Each lick made his cock throb and press tighter against his belly, tip flared wide as precum dripped onto the grass. The tongue slipped from his tight pucker before trailing down his taint to tease his internal balls, massaging them and the base of his girthy length. He shivered at the light touches before the tongue swept up and plunged back into his back end Squirming, Littlefoot could feel his pleasure building faster than he thought possible. Hips trembled, ready to buck; tip flared wide, precum dripping onto the ground; and his mouth hung open, ready to let out a bellow as his balls churned.

Then, nothing.

Littlefoot let out a frustrated whine as Spike's tongue left him right on the edge, body trembling with a savage need. He was about to swing around and ask what was going on when he heard Spike let out a deep grunt. Right as his head was swinging around, the spiketail was coming down. Littlefoot's knees nearly buckled as the heavy male came down on his backside. He only had an instant to brace himself before the spiketail lurched forward, thick cock spreading his prepared ass open. Spike was easily thicker than even Shorty had been, though he only had half the longneck's length. That wasn't all though. He'd barely come down from the rimming the spiketail had given him, and there was no way he could hold back. By the time Spike's groin crashed against his tender backside, the bull was already unleashing a squealing bellow as he came hard.

Spike's lips curled into a grin as he felt his bitch-friend clenching around his thickness, the strong scent of his seed filling the air. A shiver ran down the spiketail's spine as he inhaled that glorious scent. A scent that just screamed 'fuck me you stud' to him. Bracing his forelimbs against Littlefoot's thick thighs, Spike began to pound his friend with short, hard thrusts. The longneck's head dropped, mouth hanging open as he panted like the eager pussy he was, hips driving back into each of the stud's thrusts. Spike ground his teeth and groaned, "That's it, bitch. Buck back into me, beg for me to seed your slutty ass." He gave a harder thrust, making the longneck stagger forward a half step before he drove back into the real bull's lap.

The hard thrust drove a squeal from his mouth, the noise eerily similar to what Ali had made when he'd finally taken her last night. Cheeks burned, both sets of them, as the spiketail settled into a rhythmic rutting. He bit his bottom lip to hold back a moan as Spike muttered something over him. As usual, no one could really understand what the male was saying, they were just grunts and guttural noises, but there was something about his tone that made the longneck squirm and shove back.

"...Fuck Ali in front of you so you'll know whose eggs she'll pop out in a few months. Then let her watch as I make you into a bigger girl than she ever will be. I'll get some of those nice, smooth river rocks and..." he trailed off as his head angled upwards, blinking dully as his nose caught wind of something delightful. His eyes locked onto a thick, juicy fruit that dangled off a branch just out of his reach.

Or was it?

Littlefoot's legs shook, barely able to hold himself up with Spike's weight on him. He wasn't tired, far from it, he felt like he'd been struck by a storm light and had it's power bouncing around inside of his body. His ass was sore, balls ached, and his cock was so hard he couldn't believe it. As great as sliding his cock into a wet, burning pussy felt, there was something about this. Something that made his blood sing, seed churn, and made him want to beg for more. In a way, it was both alien and yet shockingly natural feeling to him. Back arched and hips hunched forward as his body trembled, cock shaking as he let out a deep moan. Thick drops of precum splatted on the ground as he felt the pleasure building for a second released under his friend. Hips shook as his cock pressed tight against his belly, tip flared wide as he trembled right on the edge. A very deep, slutty whimper broke free of his open mouth as Spike stopped mid thrust. Littlefoot's hide trembled as he looked back at his friend. The spiketail had his head lifted, sniffing at the air. Working his tongue over his lips, the longneck tried to talk but only a squeak came out.

Clearing his throat, he trembled under the spiketail, his hide rippling as he worked to find his voice again. "Wha... AAA!" His word was cut off into a high pitched squeal as the sturdy male rammed hard against his backside. Littlefoot staggered forward a step, head dropping as he gasped.

Spike groaned as his bitch's rear twitched around his shaft, hips driving back. Digging his feet into the ground, he hammered his body forward, forcing the longneck to take another step lest he fall flat on his face. The next thrust was even harder, making him stumble forward two steps as his head dropped lower, nose nearly dragging the ground now. The bitch shook and moaned under him just like she should, barely able to stand as he pounded into that wide, sexy ass. He could feel his own balls heaving, right on the verge of marking the longneck as his fuck toy. "That's it, moan and take it like a hot bitch." Rocking back onto his heels, the spiketail slammed forward with a grunt as he started to cum, flooding the bull-bitch with his spunk.

Littlefoot let out a squeal as he fell forward, front legs giving out on him right as he peaked. Not that it mattered, he was more than happy to lay there, enjoying the feel of Spike filling him to the brim. The way the cock pulsed against his prostate as his friend filled him to overflowing was just... He couldn't begin to describe it. Especially given that he was laying in a pool of his own seed. He shivered as something wet dripped against his neck, prompting him to look back. Cheeks flushed hot when he saw that Spike was standing on his hind legs, using Littlefoot's raised rear as a prop to hold himself up as he snacked on a fruit overhead. The thought of being used in as many ways as he had was just indescribable. Biting his bottom lip, the longneck stood there, not wanting to accidentally knock the spiketail loose. Spike chuffed and chomped at the fruit, not caring as some of it rained down on the longneck's back. By the time his juicy snack was done, he was starting to soften up. The stocky make grunted and stepped away, cock popping out with a wet noise as he swung his body down onto all fours. Littlefoot trembled with joy as the thick cum ran down his legs. "Oh stars..." he moaned, trying to stand up. He barely made it upright before falling onto his side with a pant, head spinning. Body shaking, he lifted his head checked his backside. His hide was red from the spiketail's wrecking thrusts, ass still gaping a little as the thick seed ran out onto the ground.

The longneck managed to take a shaky step, then another before simply falling onto his side. He just lay there as he tried to catch his breath. Felt like Spike might have broken something in the best way possible. His legs were like noodles, head reeling each time he tried to move it, ass throbbing with each beat of his heart, and he would give anything to experience it again. Almost purring, he let his eyes drift closed as he heard Spike moving around him, still munching on food.

He felt himself drifting as he lay there, dozing just a bit as his friend roamed around him. A little rest would be good, get him recovered until he was ready to get moving. Cheeks flushed as the wishful thought that Spike might be ready for round two by the time he was ready to move. Smiling, he wiggled his head down into the soft grass, soothed by the sounds of his friend padding around and munching on leaves.

Littlefoot must have dozed off for a bit. Next thing he knew, footsteps were approaching and claws scraping over his hide. For just a moment, he continued to lay there and enjoy the dull ache of the afterglow that still hummed through his body. It was only when the claws scratched at his thigh that his brain snapped into panic mode. "Ah, sharptooth!"

"He's waking up! Hold him down!" He tried to jerk upwards, but a pair of thick fingered hands closed around his head. Littlefoot began to thrash around more as the hands grappled with him. "Little bitch is getting stronger isn't he?" The voice finally clicked with him, it was Hyp. His eyes snapped open, catching a glimpse of the older dinosaur a moment before a body came down hard on his face, Mutt sitting on him to pin his head to the ground. Cheeks burned as the male's heavy, musky slit was pressed tight against his face. He kicked in surprise, but hands closed around all four of his legs and held tight to them, spreading his lower legs apart to expose his privates.

Hot breath puffed against his backside, "He's cleaned up but I can still smell several other males on him. Little bitch has been getting fucked a lot, making a slut of himself hasn't he?" Fingers slide along his ass, thumbs spreading his pucker just a bit. A tongue prodded at his backdoor before easing in, swirling against his insides. "Oh yeah," came the low purr, "can taste a few guys back here." Littlefoot blushed as the combination of Mutt's heavy scent and Hyp's tongue began to get him riled up.

"Let me taste," grunted Mutt. He leaned forward, grinding his groin into Littlefoot's face as he loomed over the longneck and pushed his thick tongue into the bull's backside. Cheeks burned as his slit lips drew apart and his thick cock began to slide out. Between the feeling of the being held down, the male looming over him, that musk, and the feel of the tongue swirling inside of his ass were all just too much for him. No one noticed his erection at first since it was hidden by Mutt's body. Of course Mutt's position also meant that Littlefoot had a front row seat as his slit began to swell and his thick cock began to slide out of its home. Eyes widened as it dropped down in front of his eyes.

"Would ya look at that?" crooned a voice from off to his side. "Little bitch is popping wood already." Littlefoot looked off to the side, catching sight of Nod around Mutt's thigh. Mutt leaned back and looked down at him with a gaping maw. "Damn, he's pretty well hung isn't he?" A hand closed around his cock and began to stroke it. "You two better leave some of that for me."

Hyp snorted a laugh as his hand ran over the cock, squeezing it, amazed at just how hard Littlefoot was already. "What, are you wanting to get his cock crammed under your tail?"

Nod sneered and gnashed his teeth, "Wanting to see how much he'll spurt as I rut him like the good little slut that we're gonna make him."

The fingers ran over his shaft as Mutt reached out, fingers rolling around his tip slowly. "Heee, he ain't the only whore we gonna have in the valley." Littlefoot ground his teeth as those fingers teased his crown, drawing thick precum up to coat the fingers. Mutt's hips began to rock, thick cock prodding his nose and leaving dollops of the male's thick pre lingering on Littlefoot's nose. "Can't wait to start breaking in that threehorn after this."

Hyp grinned and licked his lips with a sloppy noise as he leaned forward, pushing his own erection against the longneck's rear and up along his taint. "Yeah, how's it feel to know that one of your friends is selling you out. We rut your sorry ass until we can't move, and then starting tomorrow she lifts her tail for us anytime we want." Littlefoot worried his bottom lip as the hand squeezed his base, eyes rolling as that heavy musk filled his nose, Mutt's precum rolling down his face. Hyp rolled his body and rammed forward, shoving his cock right into the bull's ass with a single hard shove. That rounded tip punched right into the used pucker. Littlefoot arched with a gasp, eyes going wide as Mutt thrust forward at that same moment. His gasp was cut off by the thick cock plunging into his mouth and down his throat. He tensed around the two cocks, four legs kicking uselessly at the air.

The two other males let out a groan as their hands shifted to grab onto his flailing legs. Grips tightened as they began to fuck him with reckless abandon. Nod trilled and stretched his head as he watched as his friends began to rut the longneck bull. He rolled his hips and tensed his groin, bringing his cock up to grind against his belly. "Wow, you two are really going to wreck him aren't you?" He licked his lips as he thought about what it'd be like to plow that freshly seeded hole. He did so love the feel of hot cum oozing around his cock as he hammered it deep until his knot caught in that ass and stretched it out. His head tilted as he heard a branch crunch behind him. The spikeside half turned, catching a glimpse of something deep green rushing towards him. Before he could even cry out, a heavy form crashed into him, driving the breath from his lungs. Nod stumbled forward, going down onto on knee, tail swinging wide as he tried to catch himself. A heavy body shoved his tail higher up, the spiral tip of a cock prodding his back door before pushing in, powerful legs pulling a heavy body forward.

Spike groaned, "Oh yeah, gonna show you how a real male fucks a bitch." Grinding his teeth as he felt the virgin-tight asshole spreading around his thick flesh. "Bitch friends hadn't fucked your ass good enough, have they?"

Nod ground his teeth and hissed, trying to push the male off him, but Spike was stronger than he looked. "Get off me you little rut before I... AHH!" he let out a loud yelp as the spiketail's mouth closed down on his shoulder, biting down hard enough to bruise. His cheeks flushed hard as the heavy cock pushed against his prostate in a way that he hadn't felt before. "You little biaaAAH!"

Hyp heard Nod shouting about something but couldn't be bothered to look over at his friend. Kneading Littlefoot's spread thighs, he huffed and snarled with each thrust, peppering the longneck with heavy thrusts. Leaning forward, he dug his toes into the soft soil to get a better grip. Growling, he let his mouth hang open as he huffed and puffed with lust.

Mutt was in a similar state to his friend, except that he was kneeling on the ground, legs trapping Littlefoot's head as he rammed his groin into the longneck's face. The tongue pushed against his cock as he thrust. Against his tip, down his shaft, throat squeezing and rolling around his cock as he pounded deep into the bull. He could feel Littlefoot moan around his cock, sending sweet vibrations up his length. Licking his lips, Mutt let out an open mouthed groan, looking right at the blissful expression of his friend. He smacked his lips and huffed, legs squirming with excitement as he felt his balls churning and tensing, thick tail flicking as he began to build. Without a thought, he lunged forward and locked lips with the older male.

Hyp jerked in surprise at the kiss, tongue pushing against Mutt's, trying to get it out of his mouth. He tried to break the kiss, but Mutt would not be denied. A thick fingered hand closed around his head, keeping him there. He growled into the embrace, hips twitching as he faltered for a moment, eyes narrowing as his tail slapped against the bull's. Mutt groaned into the kiss, eyes rolling back as his tongue rolled against Hyp's tongue and teeth, gliding over it. The dino pounded the poor longneck's face with rapid thrusts before ramming forward with a needy noise as he exploded into the bull's mouth. He moaned into the kiss, eyes fluttering as he emptied every last drop into Littlefoot's mouth.

Just how backed up was he? It was all Littlefoot could do to keep from gagging on the sheer volume that was being pumped down his throat. Eyes watered as he gulped down the thick spunk, the heavy flavor staying on his tongue long after each burst was fired down his throat. Pinned as he was between the ground and the male's groin, he had no choice but to try and swallow every last drop that was given to him. Each time he managed to gulp down each load, his mouth was filled again.

The older male broke the kiss with a gasp, cheeks burning hot. "Fucking fag," he huffed, shaking his head and trying to ignore just how rock hard his cock was inside of that longneck ass. Mutt giggled, a dopey grin on his face as he sat back on his heels. Littlefoot gasped as the cock popped out of his mouth, coughing as he lay there. Hyp huffed, starting to thrust again as he looked at Mutt. His friend just kept looking at him with that lopsided smile, tongue half hanging out of his mouth. Hyp let out a growl and grabbed the back of Mutt's head, shoving it down. "You wanna kiss something, kiss that." Without a word, the male wrapped his mouth around Littlefoot's cock, strong tongue cradling the heavy flesh as he slurped loudly. Hyp's cheeks flushed even brighter as the memory of just how good that mouth was.

Littlefoot let out a muffled squeal under Mutt as that mouth went to work. Loud slurps and sloppy noises filled the air as the male bobbed his head quickly, easily taking even the longneck bull's impressive length right down to his root. Hyp started thrusting faster now as his friend slobbered over the cock, head bobbing faster. He started to move faster, pace matching the frantic bobbing of Mutt's head. Vision narrowed as he let out a deep groan, cock twitching as his testes churned and tensed. Littlefoot's heavy tail thumped against the ground and pushed his hips up as the bull let out a trumpet as he came. Thick cock twitching as he pumped his load right down Mutt's stretched throat. At the same moment, Hyp slammed forward, toes digging up the dirt as he let out a howl. Hips rocked against that sweet longneck ass as he painted the male's insides with his hot cream. Arms shook as he leaned back slowly, dragging his cock over the male's tail as he panted. "Damn, hadn't had a bit of tail that good since..."

"Last time I lifted my tail for you?" Mutt asked, sounding hopeful as he lay across the longneck's prone body.

Cheeks flushed bright as Hyp huffed, "Shut up."

Mutt chortled, "Heeee," and reached a hand down, squeezing the bull's cock. "Think he's ready for another round?"

Hyp sneered, "Getting thirsty again are we? Just got a bellyful from one end and now you want it from the other end? It's Nod's turn." Sitting up, he gave a slow stretch and looked for the spikeside. "Yo Nod, you ready for your turn?"

Nod lay on the ground, huffing low in his throat. He shook his head slowly and stood up on shaky legs. He looked around quickly, eyes narrowing as he looked for that spiketail bitch that had fucked and left. His ass throbbed from the rough fucking he'd just been on the receiving end of. "Yeah, ready to give the bull-bitch a good rutting and make him squeal." He took a step forward and winced, trying not to limp. Spike had gotten pretty rough with him, leaving his shoulders and neck covered in bruises and his ass leaking with thick cum. "And if Mutt wants to cram that cock up his ass, then more power to him." Shuffling forward, he tried to keep his tail up a bit to let the cool air brush against his abused rear. Eyes flicked over the longneck's girth, "Think this might be the biggest that Mutt's ever taken though."

Mutt grinned and licked his lips as he moved up over the longneck, squeezing that thick cock, using his fingers to milk the shaft and bring it back to to full hardness. "Think he's as thick as your knot, Nod." Something clicked in the male's brain, "You gonna cram that knot into his ass?" Nod grunted as he waddled over, cock already dropping from his vent. "Can I watch you?"

"No! I don't want your wang bobbing in my face as you ride him. And I definitely don't want a face full of your jizz when you pop." The spikeside moved over and butted Littlefoot's side with his head. "Now roll him over onto his side so we can both get at him." Littlefoot groaned as he rolled over, feet scrabbling at the ground to get under him. Nod slammed against his side, knocking him back down. "Oh no you don't. Gonna stay down and be a good little bitch."

Hyp sat down in front of Littlefoot, grabbing his head and forcing it down into his crotch. "He'll be a good girl, won't he?" Cheeks flushed bright as the bull squirmed, getting a good whiff of the older male's privates. Eyes rolled as he shivered before opening his maw and licking at the semi-erect length. "There he goes," purred the male as his eyes rolled back.

Mutt twisted up under Littlefoot, more than happy to watch Hyp fuck the male's face. Draping a leg over the bull's side, he reached down and guided the cock to his ass, pressing down on it. He and the longneck shared a moan as the thick tip popped easily into his well used ass. Littlefoot's cheeks burned red hot as he wrapped his tongue around the cock, pulling it into his mouth. Hyp breathed out a hiss and scratched his cheeks as he pressed his crotch against the bull's muzzle, holding himself there as he got nice and hard. Littlefoot's eyes shut tight as that heavy musk spread through his nose and across his tongue. A grunt snuck out as the heavy Nod fell on top of him. Dull claws scratched at his back as the male rocked over him. The male's burning length rapped against his backside, leaving spots of precum as it stabbed into his flesh. It took a few tries before he was able to find his target, driving into Littlefoot with a deep grunt. "Bitch is getting loose." Heavy groin smacked against his rear, "How many times do you think he's been fucked in the last day?"

Hyp huffed, scratching at the ground as he thrust into the sucking maw, 'Don't care, all that matters if we're gonna ride him raw before the sun sets."

Mutt's head bobbed as he ground against the cock, working it deeper into his rump, "So raw," he drooled. The three older males began to work in a spastic rhythm, sometimes matching their paces and sometimes messing with each other's pattern. Littlefoot could only lay there as he was assaulted on all fronts. His head spun as he revealed in the sexuality of it all. Something so degrading, and yet arousing, about what was going on. Eyes rolled back as he shook, being driven into the other two males by Nod's powerful thrusts. Mighty legs drove him forward before forelimbs jerked him back. Hyp cradled his head tightly as he rammed forward, the tip of his cock almost reaching the longneck's throat each time. Littlefoot swallowed nosily around the girth as Mutt managed to take him all, the male's lap pressed against his crotch. The cock hungry male let out a pleased trumpet before starting to gyrate his hips faster now, his own length jabbing Littlefoot's belly.

A roar froze the quartet in mid-rut, three heads snapping around to look at the forest around them. Littlefoot tried to look as well, but could only see flesh. The ground shook underneath as something big approached. Hyp shook, "Sharptooth..." and stepped away from the longneck's face slowly. The male spun as the brush behind him rustled. Nod slipped off Littlefoot as well, spinning as more brush rattled. Which left Mutt, still grinding madly against Littlefoot's post, lost to the world.

Trees cracked as a low growl washed over them. The noise crawled over their flesh, leaving fear bumps in its wake. Even Mutt's frantic humping slowed at that, dull eyes blinking as he looked around. "Whaa?"

"Shh!" Littlefoot hissed at him. His head snapped around as more bushes rattled, the thundering steps getting closer.

"Bail!" yelled Hyp as he ran for it. Mutt scrambled to his feet, grunting as the thick cock popped out of his ass, leaving his tailhole gaping for a second as he moved to follow his friend.

Hyp made it to a thick brush before one of the fast biters leapt out with a hiss, claws bared. Screams filled the air as the two backpedaled. Nod charged at another clear spot, but was blocked off by the darker biter. He scrambled backwards, nearly going tail over head. Littlefoot rolled onto all fours and looked around in a panic as the biters herded the males back towards the center of the area.

The growl washed over the group again as Redclaw thudded into the clearing. The sharptooth ran his tongue over his lips as he looked over the gathered males, a hungry glint filling his eyes. The biters mimicked the lick, snapping jaws at the terrified teens. Littlefoot let out a whimper and narrowed his eyes, reaching deep inside of himself for that strange power. Without thinking, he hurled it at the sharpteeth. The growls and snaps died as the three larger males froze in place. Hyp and his friends looked around at the still predators, mouths hanging open with panicked pants. Eyes shook as pupils dilated before contracting to pinpoints.

Redclaw recovered first, a growl of a different tune rattling up his throat. His massive head swung around to Littlefoot, eyes locking onto the longneck bull. The sharptooth stalked forward, maw opening to reveal countless teeth capable of ending him in an instant. Littlefoot's nose twitched as a new, thick musk caught his nose. Eyes dipped for just a second before snapping back up. He let out a gasp and looked down again, eyes zeroing on the male's slit as his heavy cock dropped. Well, looked like he had gotten Redclaw's mind off eating him at least. He ran his tongue over his lips nervously. He'd come this far with the distraction. Looked like it was either eat or be eaten. So to speak.

Littlefoot arched his head and voiced a little croon as he pushes with that ability again. Redclaw responded with a throaty rumble as he ambled over, cock swinging with each step. "You guys better appreciate this," he muttered under his breath as he ducked his head and moved under the male.

Hyp hissed at him, "What are you doing?" Eyes widened as Littlefoot nuzzled the length before opening his mouth and taking the cock down his throat.

Deep huffs came from the longneck as he worked that cock into his throat. The sharptooth's musk was so heavy and rich, clinging to his tongue and filling his senses. It had been pretty good when he was in Ruby's body, but her senses were different than his own, sense of taste was off. Now that he had his actual mouth wrapped around Redclaw's length the flavor was intoxicating. His head reeled in a way that it hadn't since the time he'd eaten those fermented fruits. The sharptooth's growling moan washed over his body, sending shivers racing down his spine. Panting around the thickness, he arched his neck and relaxed his throat. Muscles stretched around thick meat as he fed the length down his gullet. Littlefoot's eyes rolled back in his head as he swallowed around the cock with hungry gulps He could feel the cock pulsing in his throat as the sharptooth bucked forward with needy thrusts.

He drove his head forward as the length trembled and tensed in his maw. Growls grew louder as he narrowed his eyes, taking in that heady musk. Thick precum coated his mouth and throat, every inch of his body vibrating under the predator as the cock bulged inside of his whore mouth. Drawing his head back, Littlefoot gasped for air as the cock slipped out of his maw. Flicking his tongue around the tip, he teased the big male for just a second before driving forward again. That spicy, thick pre spurted over his tongue as he groaned. He didn't want to stay down too long, he needed another gasp of air. As he pulled back, flat teeth grazing over the cock. Powerful hips jerked at the gentle bite, driving that massive breeder deep into his gullet. The sudden thrust made him gag, throat convulsing around the male. That was it for the male. A roar rolled over his body as the cock jumped and unloaded right into his belly.

The thick cum flooded into his body, making him jerk and choke as the cream began to fill his throat. He wanted to take every last drop, to feel it flood his belly until it sloshed around. Just too bad he needed to breathe. He held down for as long as he could before lurching back. He thought he was in the clear as he staggered back, coughing. The cock relaxed before his eyes, dropping a hair, before jumping again. Redclaw's next blast caught him full in the face. The sharptooth's spunk coated his face with the first blast, and there were several more that followed. Littlefoot stood stock still with his raging erection pressed tight against his belly as that gooey cum dripped off his face and down his neck. So much of the seed clung to his features that he had to keep his eyes shut to keep the goop from running into them. He panted heavily as the ground shook, the male shifting over him.

Hot, fetid breath washed over him as Redclaw leaned down, sniffing at him. Now, Littlefoot froze as the male sniffed him, rumbling out a deep noise. Was it a growl? Was it a purr? Was Redclaw admiring his work or looking over his lunch? He didn't dare open his eyes out of fear that he'd do it just in time to see those jaws closed around his head. The noise grew louder as the jaws opened, breath rolling over him.

Redclaw's tongue rolled against his face, the sharptooth cleaning his own essence off Littlefoot's face. Eyes cracked open once the tongue cleaned his face off. Redclaw's growl, no his purr, deepened as he leaned in, nudging under Littlefoot's chin as he nuzzled at his throat. Cheeks flushed at the treatment he was getting. Especially as the head lifted and the sharptooth looked him right in the eye, muzzle curled up in that permanent, knowing grin of his. The male's thick tongue snaked out again and forced its way into Littlefoot's mouth. He jerked in surprise as the muscle slithered its way past his and down his throat. Closing his lips around the tongue, he sucked on it for just a second.

Purring deepened as Redclaw leaned his head back. Head tilted just a bit as the larger male looked down at him before sweeping his gaze over the other valley dwellers. Hyp, Mutt, and Nod were gathered in a huddle, looking between Littlefoot and Redclaw with surprise. The biters kept circling them, both males sporting a raging erection as they hissed lustfully. Redclaw's purr turned into a groan as the heavy male sank to his knees before rolling onto his side and back. His heavy cock already hard again and laying against his belly.

The whole situation was so surreal to him, almost like a dream. He was moving without even thinking about what he was doing. Littlefoot simply followed the compulsions of his body as everything unfolded. Redclaw's head lifted with a deep rumble as Littlefoot moved up and straddled his thick tail. Leaning down, he nuzzled into the base of the sharptooth's cock. Licking at the male's base and his swollen sheath, he teased the predator for a moment. His tongue worked downwards before rimming the big male. A moan moan came from the male, sending vibrations up through his body as he worked his tongue into that tight pucker.

Redclaw only allowed a little teasing, the purr taking on a dangerous note. Taking the hint, Littlefoot began to slowly climb on top of the predator. As he moved up, his hard cock brushed over the thick tail before nudging lightly against the pucker. Redclaw's head lifted and fixed him with a stare as that growl deepened. Moving quickly onward, Littlefoot offered a soothing croon as he gently climbed the male. The head dropped back a little, the sharptooth watching him closely as his blunt tip brushed over the cock, spreading his own precum over the length. The purr returned as the hot lengths rubbed against each other. Littlefoot wasn't going to settle just for a purr, he wanted the big guy to moan.

Littlefoot crawled up until he could rock back, feeling the predator's pointed pike poking his posterior. Resting on his knees, he groaned as he shuffle back. The cock flexed against his body before starting to slide in. A low huff slipped up his throat as he lowered his head. Littlefoot started to rock, taking in a bit more of the post with each roll of his hips. Pushing his chest up, he moaned proudly as he took more and more of that girth into his abused rear. It ached so good as he was filled by the powerful male. Closing his eyes, he breathed out a lustful cry as he managed to take it all the way to the hilt. Redclaw let out an appreciative grunt, licking his lips as the longneck started to ride him. Precum dripped down onto Redclaw's bulk as he rode the male faster. The way that thick cock throbbed inside of him and the male's growing rumbles were driving him wild. He huffed and narrowed his eyes as those vibrations rolled up through his body, tip flaring as his arousal built. Without even thinking, he pushed with that power of his.

A deep snarl sounded under him as the sharptooth flexed under him, cock swelling against his insides. Littlefoot groaned as he arched his back, head dropping as his body bounced faster on that thickness. Redclaw's maw brushed against his chin as the male leaned forward. His eyes snapped open as the sharptooth's mouth opened, thick, agile tongue curling around his cock. Pointed teeth grazed his cock as the male rumbled under him. The tongue pulled at his length, almost jerking it off as those purrs vibrated down his flesh.

Littlefoot arched and cried out under the attentions, being set off mere seconds after the tongue started to play with his cock. Redclaw let a deep moan roll around the climaxing length as he jerked upwards, emptying his load into the waiting rear. The bottom dropped out from under Littlefoot as he slumped forward against the massive head, feeling spent.

A deep rumble rattled up his throat as he felt himself settling into his new, borrowed body. Littlefoot grinned as he licked the spent cock, tasting that sweet cream as it rolled down his throat. Rolling over slowly, the sharptooth felt his now sleeping, worn out body sliding off his belly. Littlefoot shook himself out and huffed as he looked down at the longneck and smirked before looking over at the cowering males. A confused rumble rattled through his head, "What is going on?"

Littlefoot licked his lips slowly as he paced towards the males, the biters still waiting patiently. "If I knew what really caused all this, I'd tell you. All I know is that it's time to have a bit of fun."

"Longneck child, are you in control of me? How are you take my body from me, return it!"

He winced inwardly at the sheer rage that radiated from that inner voice. "Don't worry, I won't get your body hurt and I swear I won't do anything degrading to you. Make you a deal. You let me have this bit of fun, and I will personally pleasure you anytime you wish for the next season."

The rage faded as a thoughtful rumble rattled out from Redclaw's consciousness "Five seasons."

Oh he was tempted, as big and powerful as the male was he was so very tempted. "Two seasons."

"Three is my final offer, child."

"Sounds good to me, so we have a deal."

The great male settled back with a deep rattle, "Then we have a deal, for now." Eyes tracked over the biters as they eyed up the valley dwellers and the dozing longneck body. "They, on the other hand, do not know of the deal we have. Nor do I believe they will wait for long before they take their turn."

He grinned and let out a deeper growl, "Then why make them wait for their turn?" Littlefoot reached deep into that power and pulled it against himself, the purr turning into a low growl as he felt his slit swelling and length surging to life again. The valley dweller's eyes grew wide as he stalked towards them, that massive cock swaying with each thundering stride. "You two," he growled in the tongue of the sharpteeth. The biters' heads snapped around, twin hisses sounding from the attentive males. "The stupid one and the four-legged are yours to play with, but not eat." He grinned as he looked at Hyp, "This one is mine." The biters grinned, a bit of drool running from the corners of their mouths as they looked over their play things. "Hold his head."

Thud was more than happy to oblige, the green male lurching over to grab Hyp's head, wrapping his arms around the bully's neck before prying his jaws open. Hyp jerked his head around, more focused on the biter. "Hey! What are you doing, stop th... gulk!" Littlefoot couldn't see his expression, but he could feel how that throat rebelled against his thick cock. Hyp's tongue pushed against his sharptooth cock as it tried to force him out. Throat muscles bucked and spasmed as he pushed deep into that waiting maw. A low, pleased growl came from his throat as he rocked his hips forward. He could hear the biter hissing something under him, but didn't care to make out what it was as he felt that throat rolling around his girth.

Claws pulled over Hyp's throat as the valley dweller jerked against the cock, trying to pull away. Thud leaned in and snarled at him, "Get sucking, plant chewer. Don't wanna make the big man mad when he's picked your pretty mouth to fuck, do you?" Hyp looked over at the biter, body trembling as the thickness was pushed down into his throat. He couldn't speak the first word of the biter's tongue, but he knew a threat when he heard one. Some things were just universal. Eyes watering from the stretching that his poor throat was taking, he swallowed around the cock and pushed forward. Thud hissed a laugh and stroked his head, making his cheeks flush with embarrassment. "Good boy, knowing your place so well."

Redclaw's purr rumbled through his mind, "Do love the feel of a virgin throat being broken in. They milk my cock so good." He licked mental lips as Littlefoot drove their cock forward into the waiting maw. "I'll keep an eye on this one, he could be good when properly trained." The mental purr took on a more seductive note, "Not as good as you, Longneck slut. Now fuck him like a proper sharptooth!" Hips twitched as the male roared in his mind, Littlefoot's cheeks flushing as he drove forward with a roar. He could feel more than hear Hyp's gag as he pressed deep, the male's head bumping his belly.

Nod and Mutt eyes were so wide they threatened to pop out of their heads. Nod was shivering as his wide head swung, looking over everyone. Littlefoot was out cold, the longneck laying in the grass. Hyp was trapped under the biggest sharptooth he'd ever seen, throat stretching wide around the plunging cock. The two smaller biters, still larger than him, were almost salivating as they watched their boss, their own erections pressed tight against their bellies. And Mutt... well, Mutt was salivating as he watched that thickness vanish into Hyp's throat with each buck of those powerful hips. Nod's head snapped around as the two biters came towards him, the blue colored one coming towards him with a low hiss. He sneered and turned his head as the male approached, backing up steadily. Instinct drove him to give a warning growl and stomp his feet, but the noise came out as a strangled little noise. Nod yelped as the male leapt at him, only able to focus on those deadly sharp claws. Clawed hands closed around his head as the male landed in front of him and thrust forward, driving that musky cock over his tongue. Throat muscles clenched hard around the tip as he gagged, nearly retching. Hips jerked away before driving back, grinding the predator's slit into his face.

Mutt's head snapped around as he watched Nod getting pounced, the biter's deliciously thick tail twitching as he started to fuck his friend's muzzle. A hiss and whisper of grass drew his attention to the other biter, the green one. Licking his thick lips, Mutt happily dropped to his knees and dove in as the male approached him. The biter let out a surprised noise, which turned into a delighted purr as Mutt wrapped his mouth around the cock and let out a noisy slurp. Screech purred as the thick tongue rolled his cock around the maw, lips pushed against his groin as the male swallowed around him. "I think I got the good little cocksucker of the group," he purred, stroking Mutt's cheeks. The male moaned around him, savoring the thick taste of his musky cock as he worshiped the length. Pulling back, he flicked his tongue over the biter's ridges as he worked his way up and down that raging length.

Thud hissed as he gave Nod's face a swat as those flat teeth pressed a bit too hard against his cock. "Maybe, but look at this one's hips. You know how I love those wide, egg bearing hips." Eyes narrowed as he smirked at his partner, "Kind of like the ones you have."

Green cheeks flush to a teal, "Shut up! You're the one with egg hips, just look at how thick that tail is!"

"Not as thick as yours. Trust me, felt it so many times across my hips as I just," he purred and thrust deep into Nod's mouth, holding himself there as the spike-side jerked under him, tongue fighting against his breeder.

Littlefoot growled as he bucked, Redclaw growling the filthiest things into his mind as he fucked Hyp's mouth. "You're both pretty, now remind those dwellers of their place on the chain!" Throwing his head back, he let out an earth shaking roar as he came. Hyp's eyes shot wide under him as his throat bulged from the sheer volume of cream being pushed into him. He gagged, jerked, and ultimately had to pull away to get a gasp of air. Thick cum splashed across his face and chest as he coughed, doing his best to ignore the clinging warmth that splattered onto his hide.

Legs shook as he stepped back, heart pounding from the thrill of it all. Head angled a bit as he heard the biters arguing over who was prettier, their dispute punctuated by the wet sounds of sucking and slurping and the heavy thud of flesh on flesh. "Ignore the idiots and finish what you started." Redclaw didn't need to be in control of his body to get it to do what he wanted. His will bore down on Littlefoot as he ordered the longneck hitchhiker, guiding and coaching him.

Hyp was coughing, on all fours as he shook. Redclaw's load stuck to his flesh, running off him in great globs. Countless nights he and Nod had left Mutt covered in seed, but it didn't compare to what the predator had put out with one load. Or maybe it did and he was just exaggerating it. Not that it mattered. What was important was that it was him that was covered in cum and not someone else. He wasn't anyone's bitch, he was never going to be anyone's bitch. If that sharptooth tried anything else with him, he'd just... A growl made him stiffen, fear crawling up his spine like a thousand insects. Prying his eye open, he stilled. Redclaw's muzzle filled his view, dangerously sharp fangs hanging over the male's lips as his heavy breath washed over the shamed male. The massive head moved in and butted his flank with a low growl. Hyp trembled, "What?! You want me to hike my tail like some slut?" He licked his lips and regretted it as he tasted that salty cum. Sitting up, he hissed defiantly. "What if I don't want to?" His answer came in the form of a growl, the sharptooth's mouth opening to show off the countless teeth that made up his namesake. Courage melted like snow dropped into a fire mountain.

Littlefoot's belly fluttered as he watched Hyp scramble onto all fours, tail swinging up as he straightened his legs as much as possible. "Intoxicating, isn't it?" He could only offer a mental nod as he thundered towards the male. Stepping over Hyp, he growled to himself as he felt his rock hard dick pressing against the male's backside. A good thrust sent him up over the valley dweller's back. His next went a bit lower, sliding between the male's thighs and up along his belly, feeling Hyp's cock pressing against his. A growl clawed its way up his throat as he drew back again, becoming frustrated with it all.

He was about to give another testing thrust when he felt a hand closing around his cock, Hyp pressing the sharptooth's tip against his rear. "There, better? Now get it over with," he huffed, offering up a bit of defiance as the pointed tip nudged his back door and spread his pucker just so. Despite his protest and resistance, Hyp couldn't keep back the moan as the predatory cock struck and drove right into it's prey. Claws scratched against rock and dirt as he clenched his teeth, being spread wider than he thought possible by the spit-lubed schlong. Stepping his legs far apart, he arched his body and forced his tail to the side as he was speared open. Hyp screwed his eyes shut tight and hissed as the pressure in his rear made his own cock jump out of his slit, as if it were being pushed out by that invader. He wasn't getting turned on by this, it just had no where else to go with all that filling his ass. Grabbing handfuls of the earth, he gritted his teeth as the sharptooth stepped forward, forcing him to lift his rear even higher. Arms shook as the sharptooth stood almost directly over him, driving deep into him with each squatting thrust.

Nod groaned as he looked back at the blue male, the biter having abandoned his maw as soon as every inch of his spear was glistening. With nips and scratches, he'd gotten the spike-side to hike his tail up. The male was inside of him within a breath of his tail going up, finding the passage easy to fuck after the time Spike had spent wrecking him earlier. Claws closed around some of his bony spikes, jerking Nod back into the male's machine gun thrusts. He pawed at the ground and held back a moan as the male's cock rippled against his prostate. Each thrust was making his cock slip out a little more, as if those ridges were ratcheting his manhood out. The biter leaned over him and snarled something in his native tongue. Even without knowing the words, the tone was easy enough to grasp. "You can try all you want," he growled, more defiant than Hyp had been. Lips curled back to reveal dangerous teeth as the biter hissed, his expression declaring that he gladly accepted the challenge. Swinging a leg up, Thud forced Nod's thick tail to swing higher as he planted his foot on the male's back. With this new pose, he began to thrust faster and harder, rolling his body against the prey's wide backside with loud swats. Nod gritted his teeth and dug his feet into the ground, not wanting to give into the relentless predator.

The same couldn't be said for Mutt. Screech let out a purr, stroking the male's cheek as he eagerly caught the full load. Mutt pulled back with a huff, opening his mouth to show off the cream pulled there before swallowing it with one loud gulp. Screech purred out praise and watched as the male turned around and gladly hiked his tail, heavy cock hanging below him. Green lips pulled back in a grin. As much as he did enjoy a good hunt and fuck, there was something to be said about an eager cock whore. Moving up, he ran his talons over Mutt's hips. His tip barely touched that pucker before the male was pushing back against him, taking him in to the root. Thick tail lifted and pressed against his belly before sliding to drape over his thigh. He ran his hands over Mutt's wide hips and purred to himself, "As eager as any egg-hungry hen I've come across. And these hips." he groaned and gave a good thrust, drawing a trumpeting moan from the male. "Think I've got the best one," he cawed over at Thud, barely having to thrust as Mutt rocked back into him with wanting bucks.

Littlefoot heard the two biters start up again, but he didn't care. Every ounce of his being was focused on Hyp as the male writhed under him. Clawed feet dug into the ground as he thrust into that ass, sliding just a tad deeper with each plunge. Hyp's front dropped to the ground, his hips aimed almost straight up as he was fucked. Huffing, the male scratched and clawed at the ground, body being driven forward by the sheer strength of the male over him. He couldn't keep himself from moaning as he was violated, each thrust driving the noise from his lungs. It was like the male was trying to drive him into the ground with the sheer force behind each plunge. His hard length swung wildly as he found himself pushing back. Precum was flung across the ground and his own belly as his length tensed, balls churning with his thick seed. Hyp clenched his teeth and huffed through his nose as his body tensed. Each thrust from the massive predator stretched his ass wide, rubbing something in his rear that sent electric jolts of pleasure racing up his cock. The thick post forced whines and pleasured whimpers out of him as he steadily tensed under the male. Hyp tried to fight and rebel against the sharptooth, but it was like trying to stop a waterfall with a pebble. Fingers dug into the dirt as he pushed and yelled out, body clenching hard around the cock as he began to cum. Thick seed sprayed across the ground and his own body as the hunter continued to rut him.

A low growl came from the Sharptooth as he felt his back tensing. Hyp was clenching so damn tight around is cock that if the male hadn't had his fingers dug into the dirt, Littlefoot might have lifted him off the ground. Gritting his teeth, he let out a throaty growl as he shortened his thrusts, working more and more of himself into the male under him. Hyp let out a high pitched squeal as he managed to take in every last inch of the sharptooth. The rear clamped down tight as the valley dweller hit a second peak mere seconds after his first. This time Littlefoot joined his cry. Throwing his head back, he let out a roar that echoed across the valley as his volcano erupted inside of the poor male. Hyp trembled under him before falling flat to the ground, unable to hold himself up. The thick cock slid out of his tight rear with a lewd slurp, cum running down his backside as Littlefoot finished spraying his burning load down onto the male.

His thick chest was heaving as he looked over at the other males. Nod was flat on his belly, eyes shut and a thick mess coating his backside. Mutt was kneeling before the other biter, loudly slurping away at that cock as the other biter watched with a smug expression plastered on his lips. "Going to stand around all day, or don't you want to see more of what it's like to be an apex?"

Littlefoot snorted lightly, "Wasn't planning on standing around, not when I can tell you're loving this too." Swinging his head around, he let out a low growl. "You two keep having fun with these three." He grinned and licked over his lips, "Leave them aching, covered, and humiliated."

Screech hissed as he watched Thud start to fuck Mutt's mouth. "And the longneck? What are we to do with him?" He licked his lips with a hiss.

"Leave him, he belongs to me." The biters looked disappointed, but didn't seem like they were willing to argue the point.

Redclaw rumbled out a laugh as Littlefoot turned and shoved his way through the woods. "So you belong to me, that eager for more?"

Littlefoot felt his cheeks color, "That's not what I meant. I meant that it's my body is all."

"Mhmm... got to say, you're just like your Grandpa. Speaking of which..." Littlefoot felt a pull and followed the silent urging. "Let me show you how a real male does it."

---

It didn't take long to find the older longneck. Littlefoot knew exactly where he liked to hang out this time of the day. What surprised him was that Redclaw seemed to know right where the elder was. He could feel the predator's mental breath puffing down his neck as he was urged deeper into the valley. "Stop here, let out a grunt," Littlefoot paused at the edge of a lake and grunted. "Call that a grunt? You're a little pussy aren't you? Give a real grunt!" Littlefoot felt his cheeks flush as he arched his head forward and let out a louder grunt. "Again, louder!" Bracing his feet, he arched and let out a low, loud grunt that echoed across the water. He could see the older longneck stirring out in the middle of the lake, head swinging around. A rumble rippled across the lake as the longneck began to wade through the water towards where he stood.

Grandpa wheezed out a laugh before growling in the sharptooth tongue, "I thought I heard a familiar roar earlier. And now you're out here to rattle these old bones too? Must been feeling a bit more randy than you usually are."

"Tell him that you haven't found another bit of bitch-ass as fun to rut as his yet." Littlefoot hesitated for just an instant. "Do it!"

He pulled off his best sneer, "Found a good bit of ass out there, but nothing as sweet as your bitch hole to stuff." There was something about the vague approval from the sharptooth that stoked his ego. Riding that wave, he hissed and jerked his head, "Now get up here and hike that tail of yours."

"Always so pushy," rumbled the longneck as he rose out of the water. "Should go ahead and find another bit of tail to toy with." Despite his protests the male's slit was already bulging, heavy member threatening to burst free.

"Like your grandson?"

Grandpa stilled for a moment, the tip of his tail swaying as he turned his head to look back at Littlefoot, eyes examining Redclaw's body. Littlefoot did his best to mirror the predator's mental expression. The older male chuckled and turned his head away as he stepped his back legs apart and let his tail hike upwards slowly. "He is already shaping up to be fairly charged, sexually. A little flyer told me that he's been all about the valley the last couple days on a surprising number of sexual escapades."

The elder kept droning on, his description of the events making Littlefoot's cheeks flush. "This old codger could talk you into a coma if you let him. Go ahead and find some way to shut him up. A good bite to his tail usually works."

It was Littlefoot's turn to give a mental smirk, "Let me show you a trick I've picked up." He could feel Redclaw mentally step back to watch. Taking a great stride forward, Littlefoot followed the suggestion by biting down on the thick base of the longneck's tail. The instant his teeth clenched down on that thickness, he gave a mental push with his ability. Grandpa's entire body shuddered under him, tail lifting enough that the sharp teeth grazed across the dense hide. His sensitive nostrils picked up the heavy scent of arousal as he pulled his mouth away. The longneck shuddered, head drooping as his heavy cock almost touching the ground. Littlefoot opened his maw and let out a deep rumble as he breathed in that scent. Before, with all the other scents, he hadn't really been able to sort them all out. Now that he'd had some time to adapt to the new senses, he was able to pick up all the little nuances of the valley dweller's scent.

Littlefoot didn't need any prodding from Redclaw to move in. Rubbing fingers around the male's pucker, he pushed against it. Tail lifted higher as that massive cock swung upwards, smacking the sagging belly with a thunderous crack. Grinning, he let out a low growl-like rumble as he leaned in, running strong tongue around the pucker as his fingers pushed against the muscle. It was surprisingly easy to coax the longneck's backdoor to relax enough for him to push his entire hand in. Grandpa arched and pushed back with a groan that rolled across Littlefoot's body. Pushing his hand deeper, he rolled his fingers around as his tongue slathered over the stretched pucker. Muscles clenched around his arm as he worked his hand deeper. His powerful sense of smell picked up the older male's heavy, musky scent as precum dripped from that massive cock.

Working his hand a little deeper, he followed the sharptooth's silent guidance. Fingers pushed against the male's swollen prostate. Grandpa gasped, body stretching as his gland was massaged. The male's heavy cock swung upwards and smacked his belly with a thunderous crack. Redclaw rumbled a deep encouragement to him as that hand rolled and pushed, kneading that gland. Slathering his tongue around the ring, he brought a great shudder from the male. It didn't take more than a few seconds before the elder gasped out a groan. The cock dropped to the ground before smacking his belly again. Thick torrents of spunk rained from his breeder and made a mess of the ground beneath him.

Littlefoot let out a hungry growl as he pulled his hand out and shoved his muzzle against that pucker. Thick tongue shoved into the male's clenching pucker, driving deep into that delicious rump. Grandpa wheezed out a gasp, rear arching as his thick tail lifted higher. The male trembled, muscles rippling as pleasure raced through his form. Littlefoot grinned against the rear, eyes narrowed as he pushed at the great elder's lust. Fanning the fires of his loins, he awoke some of the older male's former glory. Throwing his head proudly, Grandpa let out a cry that echoed across the valley as another waterfall of seed was coaxed out of his body.

That glimpse of his former glory was about all the aged male had in him. Falling forward, he dropped to the ground with an earth-shaking thud. Cum-stained med splashed upwards as the male laid out, panting heavily. Littlefoot didn't need any coaxing from the male whose body he wore. They moved as one, stalking around the longneck bull. The walk seemed to take far too long as he moved up that mountain of flesh. By the time he was rounding the male's hips, his own length was out and ready for breeding. As he rounded the heaving shoulders, his breeder was aching with need. Putting his head down, he thundered towards the head.

Grandpa's head laid on the ground as he huffed, trying to catch his breath after the intense double orgasm. As Littlefoot rounded his head, the male's eye opened slowly. Catching his reflection in the male's eye, he felt a shiver race down his spine at the utterly predatory hunch that he had. As he approached, the bull's neck twisted to bring his head upright. There was no prompting needed as he approached the head. It simply slid forward, lips pursing against his tip before eagerly taking him into the maw. The powerful tongue rolled against his rock hard length, curling around his shaft. He let out a low huff and narrowed his eyes as that oral muscle curled around his cock, making a slick tunnel for him to take. Stretching his body over the head, he dug his feet into the ground and began to fuck the elder's mouth.

Lips pursed around his cock, slurping wetly and teasing the ridges that spanned the underside of his shaft. Slick tongue bathed his cock, rolling and pulling at it. Grandpa breathed out a moan as he tasted that salty precum, the sound rolling up through his head and maw and into the sharptooth's body. Growling, he reached down and scratched at the massive head as he drove deep. His swollen slit smacked against the puckered lips. Grandpa groaned happily under him, eyes closing as he began to slurp and suck nosily around the cock. Each thrust prompted a push from the male, the head lifting to nuzzle his belly. Claws scratched at earth and flesh as his eyes narrowed. Heavy tail thumped onto the ground as he dug deep with each pound. Growls turned into deep chuffs and lustful snarls.

The tongue slithered out further, teasing the based of his shaft and spreading his slit a bit more before retreating. Next thrust, the tongue slipped out further, curling against his taint. It was on the next drive that the thick tongue pushed against his pucker, teasing him. Lips pulled back in a growl as he crammed his body against the hungry maw. That muscle snaked out further, pushing into his rear this time. Grandpa's tongue rolled against his shaft and pushed deeper into his rear. Littlefoot snarled and jerked as the tongue rolled against his taint and prostate.

Throwing his head back, he let out a call of his own. The cock arched and twitched against the heavy tongue as he loosed his load. The elder's head arched, pushing lips tight against his base as the male drank down every drop that he had to offer. Grandpa's mouth shook around his cock as he moaned, sucking hard to draw out everything he could.

Redclaw rumbled in his head, "See what a good little bitch your elder has become? Won't be long before you're right alongside of him under my grandson. A whole line of bitches."

Littlefoot stepped back from Grandpa, watching as the longneck swallowed the cum before laying his head down to nap. "A legacy of bitches?"

A lusty rumble rolled through his head, "Oh yeah. Can't help it, it's just in your nature. Once you get down to it, you're made to wind up under us one way or another. Either you're food, or you're fuck toys."

There was something in Redclaw's tone that set off a ripple of something inside of him. A little rebellious streak that was roused up deep under that submissive streak he'd been having. Littlefoot pushed it down quickly enough and turned from the elder longneck. "What do you say we find Topsy?"

"That threehorn? Been a while since I've made him squirm under me."

---

With the sharptooth's senses combined with Littlefoot's knowledge of the valley, it was all too easy to find out where Topsy was unwinding. Since it was afternoon, the threehorn would have been long done with his patrol. Might have taken longer if he took Cera with him, especially after yesterday. "Stay low, move slowly." Littlefoot crept through the brush, surprised by just how quiet he was able to become. Head tilted as he took a low breath, eyes narrowing as he caught the bull's scent. Topsy's heavy musk was flavored by the scent of a female... No, two females. There was the more mature scent of Tria that practically clung to the male, following him wherever he went like an invisible cloak. Now, there was another scent that was sneaking along his flesh. Younger, fresher. Seems like Cera had gone out with her father, although he doubted about how thorough their patrol had been. Littlefoot and Redclaw shared a little chuckle as they eyed up the threehorn. "His own daughter? Never thought that he had it in him." Nostrils flared as they took in that scent again, feeling the slit swelling with lustful intentions. Topsy was resting in the middle of a clearing, eyes closed as he dozed in the warm sun. Eyes swept over the male's form before homing in on the bull's wide haunches. "Mmm, love those hips of his. Now, move carefully until you get close."

Littlefoot only half listened to the noise as he stalked forward, keeping his head low. Topsy wasn't as old as he seemed sometimes. The bull was still in his prime. Even the mere presence of the sharptooth was enough to stir his attention. Eyes cracked open slowly as the dangerously guarded head swung around. He locked in on the predator, lip pulling back into a snarl. Throwing his head forward, Littlefoot let out a roar and charged towards the male.

Topsy's eyes snapped open and he spun with surprising speed, pawing at the ground with a snort. "Fucking sharptooth!" Putting his head down, he charged at Littlefoot. Dancing to the side, the sharptooth dodged the charged. He dug a foot into the ground and spun around. Topsy took a wider path with his turn before putting his head down and charging again. Powerful feet churned up the ground as the threehorn charged at him. Littlefoot scrambled to the side, hissing as Topsy twisted his head and hit him with a horn, drawing a heavy welt. The sharptooth hissed and turned again as he backed up, eyes narrowed. Topsy slowed and turned at the edge of the clearing. He pawed at the ground slowly and sneered. "Hurts doesn't it, you fucker. Gonna hurt a lot more before I'm done with you."

Putting his head down, the threehorn charged again. The ground shook as he thundered towards the sharptooth. Growling, Littlefoot scratched at the ground, eyes narrowed as he glared at the bull. Time seemed to slow for a moment as he drew in a breath. Did he dodge? Should he try to strike at the male? Endless options raced through his mind as Redclaw roared orders at him. Clenching his jaw until it ached, Littlefoot shoved at Topsy, hitting the bull with a craven tsunami. Eyes shot wide as the male stumbled and tried to catch himself. Topsy almost managed to steady his charge before his leg gave out on him. The big male hit the ground hard, digging in then rolling right into a tree. Thick flesh smacked into the trunk hard enough to make the wood crack, threatening to bring the whole thing down.

Redclaw gave a mental roar of triumph, shoving his will against Littlefoot's, "He's down, strike at the bitch! Pin him! Fuck him raw!"

Littlefoot ground his teeth against that mountainous will that was bearing down on him. He grabbed that forceful will and shoved it towards Topsy again. The bull gasped, eyes going wide as his pupils dilated. His slit bulged before the heavy cock exploded out of his body. Topsy trembled as his eyes rolled back in his head, cock erecting fast enough that it left him lightheaded. Littlefoot stalked towards the bull, stomping his feet more than needed. Topsy rolled his head around, eyes blinking as they tried to focus on his surroundings. The bull let out a groaning, wheezing noise as he rolled his head and tried to get onto all fours again. Ducking his head, Littlefoot rammed his head into the male's belly, rolling him onto his back.

Topsy gritted his teeth and braced himself as he was exposed. He waited to feel those claws dig into his belly and split him open. Rolling his head, he tried to glare at the sharptooth, ready to face down his death when it came. That heavy maw, filled with razor sharp teeth, opened as the male's hungry growl rolled over him. Hot, fetid breath washed over his body, making his nose wrinkle. The male's breath smelled like ass. Least he could be eaten by someone with fresher breath. Despite his best efforts, he tensed and shut his eyes as the sharptooth lunged forward. His body jerked as the mouth closed around his cock, agile tongue curling around his cock as those dagger-like teeth brushed his flesh. He jumped, eyes snapping open. The sharptooth let out a low purr as he lowered his muzzle over the erect cock.

Littlefoot smirked as he felt the stunned silence from Redclaw as that thick length throbbed against his tongue. Topsy's thick precum oozed readily from his tip, the male brought nearly to head just from the wanton wave that Littlefoot had struck him with. Combine that with the attention he was giving the male, Topsy wouldn't be lasting too long. Even if he was a complete amateur at giving head, he'd be able to make the stubborn bull blow. And over the last couple days he'd had plenty of practice.

"Fuck!" grunted Topsy as he jerked his hips, the spiral tip of his cock flaring as he began to cum. The male's entire body jerked with each pulse, heavy balls pulsing visibly inside of his slit. Littlefoot rumbled out a purr as he snaked his tongue around the cock, sweeping up the cum and not letting a single drop escape his muzzle. The climax was intense and plentiful, but over in mere seconds. Topsy arched his head and huffed, lids heavy as the predator licked his lips and pulled back. "Well, got a nice treat. Either leave or eat me."

Littlefoot chuckled, choosing not to respond to Topsy. "What is he saying?" Grumbled Redclaw. He could feel that the male wasn't too pleased with him taking a nice fat load into his maw. He rolled his tongue, saving the thick tastes that clung to the inside of his maw. Turning, he padded away from Topsy slowly. The bull huffed and laid his head back, rolling onto his side slowly as he let out a deep groan. Littlefoot looked over at Topsy and let out a low rumble, drawing the bull's attention as he lowered himself to the ground slowly. His heavy body protested the motion as he rolled onto his side then his back, looking up at Topsy as his powerful legs spread. He smirked at the shock that came from the two older males as he lay there. Heavy, hot cock lay against his belly, slit bulging and pucker exposed to the threehorn bull. A low growl rolled through his head, "What. Are. You. Doing?"

Topsy rolled onto all fours and stood up with a smirk. His step had a swagger to it as he advanced. "Well well, what do we have here? The big ol sharptooth deciding to take his proper place? Presenting himself to a real male finally? Can't say I'm surprised honestly."

"You had better not do what I think you're going to. If you do this, you'd better never sleep. I will hunt you down, you Longneck bitch!"

Littlefoot rumbled out a purr, eyes narrowing as he watched Topsy crawl over his tail, hard cock dragging over the underside. "Why don't you shut the fuck up for once and maybe you'll enjoy it. Besides, I have a plan."

Redclaw snarled and bared mental teeth, "What, to let this unworthy prey take me? No one has claimed my ass since I became top male. NO ONE! I WILL NOT ALLOW THIS!" He heaved and pushed, but there was nothing he could do against the surprising strength of will that the longneck had. Narrowing his eyes, Littlefoot ignored the male as he rolled his head.

Topsy leaned down to nuzzle his back door before giving it a test lick. The threehorn pushed his tongue into the tightness and wiggled it around for a second before pulling it out. "Nice and tight back here. Bet I'm the first one to fuck you in years." A low rumble rattled around in his chest as the threehorn moved over him until the slick tip of his cock pushed against the tight pucker. Planting his forelegs on the male's belly, Topsy groaned as he pushed forward and stepped up. His slick cock pushed into the tight ring, spreading it with his girth. Gritting his teeth, Topsy huffed as he stepped up higher, using his weight to push the sharptooth against the ground. His bulky belly pushed Littlefoot's cock against his belly as Topsy drove into him with a hard plunge, driving every last inch into that tight ass. Bracing his feet against the male's thighs, the bull began to fuck down into the predator's rear.

Littlefoot narrowed his eyes and let out a pleased groan as precum dripped onto his belly. He could ignore the dull ache from being stretched so wide by such a thick member, especially with the surges of pleasure that were beginning to race up and down his spine. He breathed out a huff and narrowed his eyes, rolling his hips upwards. Topsy shoved at his chest and growled, "Oh no, you're staying down until I'm fucking done with you." The bull growled and looked back as he pulled back, watching as his cock plunged into the back door. Heavy tail smacked against Littlefoot's with each thrust. His ass began to sting as the heavy bull dropped down with each thrust. Topsy began to grunt and huff over him, pawing at the sharptooth's belly and thighs.

Heavy, wet thumps combined with deep grunts and groans from the two males. Topsy voiced low bellows and huffs as he thrust into the male. Each time, he nearly pulled out before driving back. Thick precum made the pucker slick lewdly around the thickness. Littlefoot chuffed and groaned, clenching his rear around the cock. Arching and pushing his hips upwards, the sharptooth coaxed the bull into blowing. He grinned, showing off teeth as he pushed at the threehorn with his power. Topsy shuddered and let out a deep groan, bellowing out his lust as his paced picked up. The cock slipped and slid inside of the pucker before popping free. Topsy voiced a growl, snarling as he thrust again, missing his mark. The bull's hard length pressed tight against Littlefoot's slipping between their bellies before he pulled back again and gave another buck.

Each time he thrust, the male was just short of his mark. The cock slid against his length, over his thighs, and over his tail. It took the male a moment to find his mark finally. Dropping down, he plunged his cock deep into that waiting ass. Growling, Topsy lowered his head and pounded the sharptooth with short, heavy thrusts before pressing deep with a bellow. Littlefoot purred and narrowed his eyes, feeling the male's heavy balls twitching against his body as the bull pressed tight against him. Littlefoot let out a deep purr as his eyes narrowed, feeling that hot mess filling his ass. Topsy huffed and gave another hard buck before he pulled back nice and slow. That thick cock softening as he drew out. His wide tip pulled at the tight pucker with a pop, unleashing a short lived gush of seed. Topsy grunted, eyes narrowed smugly as he backed off the sharptooth. Littlefoot heaved onto his side slowly before standing up, ignoring the ache from the rough treatment the male had given him.

The bulky male turned slowly and snorted a laugh, "Well, that was a good little romp there. A nice tight little hole to empty into. Been getting pretty lucky with getting off recently."

Gloating as he was, the bull took his attention off the much larger predatory male. He hadn't even taken note of how the sharptooth was still erect and unspent. Not surprisingly, he had failed to notice how wide and high his tail swung with each swaggering step. And to top it all off, he failed to notice the predator creeping up behind him.

Topsy slowed as Littlefoot's body brushed against his tail. A low growl crawled out of his muzzle as he stepped forward, pointed tip finding the threehorn male's pucker. Eyes shot wide as his tight muscle was pierced by the heavy cock. Topsy let out a surprised bellow as that slick, precum covered length speared him open. The tapered length spread him wider and wider as it neared the base before the sharptooth's groin smacked his rear. A tremor raced through Topsy's bulk as the male drew back, ridges ripping over his prostate. The threehorn was silent for several long moments. More than enough time for Littlefoot to get in several good thrusts.

A snarl came from the bull, "What the ever living fuck do you think you're doing?!" He tried to take a step forward, but Littlefoot moved with him. Shorter forearms closed on those hips, nails digging into the thick flesh as he loosed a dangerous growl. Leaning forward, he blew his breath against the male's neck. If Topsy's eyes went any wider, they would have popped out of his head. As close as they were together, that predator could strike at him. He gave a snort and turned his head away, "Whatever, just make it quick." Despite his attitude, fear flavored his voice.

Littlefoot grinned, licking over his lips slowly as he let out a deeper growl. His lips brushed gently over Topsy's spine as he began to thrust faster. Topsy's head lowered a bit, nose almost touching the ground as that cock stretched and rubbed against his insides. His growl rolled over the valley dweller's body as he put his considerable strength behind each thrust. The bull grunted, gritting his teeth as each thrust send a wave rolling along his bulk. Clawed feet dug deeper into the ground as he began to paw and scratch with each thrust. Great chunks of earth were tore up and thrown behind him as he sought to gain traction. Those thick threehorn legs braced themselves as Topsy dug his heels. A low grumble rumbled up from the bull as he put up resistance against the increasingly brutal fucking.

Even that small bit of rebellion stirred something inside of Littlefoot's borrowed form. Driven by instinct, his jaws opened and clamped down on the bull's neck. Powerful muscles pulled as he put his entire body into the next thrust. Deadly feet dug deep into the dirt, grounding his thrust. Bodies met with a loud crack as he buried his cock into Topsy's backside. The bull's eyes shot wide as he let out a bellow, the noise quickly getting cut off into a strangled noise. His rear began to clench and grab at the thick cock as he peaked, seed splashing onto the ground. Littlefoot's eyes narrowed as he let out a deep growl. Saliva ran from his maw and down the male's thick hide as he huffed. He could feel the threehorn's heart pounding against his lips, powerful nose picking up the scent of the male's musk, tainted with lust and a touch of fear. That scent made him reel, eyes rolling back in his head as he grunted.

He lost control of himself. Claws scratched at the thick hide as his jaws rolled against the thick neck, chewing on it. Feet dug deeper into the ground as he drove himself harder against the bull. Waves of impact rippled along the male's form as his cock twitched. Topsy's head lowered until his nose touched the ground, body trembling from the brutal thrusts. His head was spinning as well, cock slapping against his belly as the male ravaged him. Despite having just cum twice, his balls were starting to ache with another release. The relentless rubbing of that ridged length rubbing against his back gland was enough to make him shudder and grunt like a needful cow. Topsy pawed at the ground and let out a muffled call, burying his nose into the ground as cum splashed against his belly again. Littlefoot's body trembled as he gave one more powerful slam, loosing himself to the climax as he threw back his head and let out a deep roar.

A heavy weight came down on him, making him stumble, legs trembling. Littlefoot grunted and blinked, confusion reigning for several seconds. He looked back and let out a disappointed sigh. Redclaw lay, slumped against his back, the sharptooth spent and breathing heavily as his eyes drooped. A purr came from the male as his eye shut, deepening to a snore within mere seconds. Littlefoot grumbled and shook his body, dislodging the male. The sharptooth slid off him, landing with a ground shaking thud as his cock popped free. Littlefoot shook as he took a slow step forward, wincing at the various aches that radiated along his form. He'd gotten a bit rough with Topsy and now he was going to pay for it. Which wasn't anything like what he'd had in mind. He'd hoped to spend more time in the predator's body, working his way across the valley. Ah well, had to work with what he was given. Lips curled up into a smirk as a thought whispered at him. Maybe he'd go find Cera and get some payback for what she'd set up with Hyp.

"What? Cera, what?" The voice was sluggish and confused, Topsy still reeling from the three orgasms so close to one another. "I'm going to gore that fucking Sharptooth." He tried to turn towards Redclaw's slumbering form, but found his body unresponsive. "What's going on."

Littlefoot winced as he felt confusion quickly giving way to anger. "Sorry, didn't mean for that to happen. Had wanted to keep going along in that body for a bit."

Anger burned with each word. "Littlefoot. What. Are. You. DOING? Why can I hear you in my head? What is going on? Matter of fact, I don't give a fuck what's going on, get out of my head this instant!"

There was that itch again, that drive to just do something to the brash bull. He gritted his teeth and smirked as he turned and began to walk. "No."

"What did you say?"

Littlefoot bore down on the bull with his new found will power, "I said no. Same thing I told Cera yesterday. We're going to have some fun. Now shut up and enjoy the ride."

Topsy growled at him, "You are a dead man walking."

"Poor choice of words."

---

Topsy grumbled and complained and griped the whole way, but he was easy enough to tune out. Once you got past the gender and age, he and Cera were almost identical. Not really surprising considering how much time she spent around her daddy-saur. And judging the way Cera enjoyed sex, and the scents that had been clinging to the threehorn, it seemed that she had gotten that habit from him as well.

"What was that about my daughter?" came the mental growl as the bull mentally pawed at the ground. Littlefoot could feel the glare inside of his mind as the herd leader glowered.

Shaking his heavy head, Littlefoot almost staggered as that thick bone frill threw him off for a moment, "Oh just that she loves sex." He caught a mixed flare of anger and embarrassment. There was something exciting about teasing the older bull. "I rode her too, in both ways." He snickered, "In both ways actually. Then came Ruby, Mond, the older boys..." he trailed off for a second and almost purred. "You." Topsy sputtered at that last one. "Yeah, I was the one that got her around to you first. I'll tell you what though. After the last couple days, I've started to notice smells I hadn't before. Guessing that Cera did more than walk with you on the patrol."

Topsy was stunned for a moment, the big male blushing mentally and hotly. His voice dropped to a growl that actually sent shivers up his spine, "If you tell anyone, I mean ANYONE, about that and I guarantee that you will meet your mother in the Great Beyond before the sun sets."

"I don't plan on telling anyone." After what he'd seen of the valley over the last couple days, he wasn't sure anyone would care. "But I do know that you're just as perverted as anyone else out here. You can't tell me that the thought of going around and using my ability to coax someone into having amazing sex with you doesn't interest you in the least."

Topsy hesitated a moment, mental cheeks flushing hotly as he grumbled. "Ability? What are you talking about?"

Littlefoot's body rolled with his shrug as he plodded along the path. "Something that happened a couple days ago. Can turn people on with a thought and ride around in their bodies."

Eyes narrowed, "And how long do you ride along?"

"Each time, it's until I get worn out. Usually during a hard climax."

A low grumble came from the bull, "I must have hit my head. No way that this is actually happening to me." He tried to shake his head to clear it. "That sharptooth bitch got the drop on me and I knocked my head before imagining everything."

Littlefoot rolled his eyes before deciding to try a little something new. Focusing his ability on himself, he shuddered as his male slit bulged. Hip muscles tightened as he tried to contain his growing arousal. Littlefoot let out a deep lowing noise as his eyes rolled. Precum began to drip from his slit before he lost the battle. The threehorn's thick breeder exploded from his slit with a wet slurp, smacking against the ground. He huffed, head reeling as blood raced to fill that thickness as he pulled himself into the swirl of mystical arousal. The cock leapt against his belly with enough force to make his flesh ripple as it smacked into his noble bulk. Jaws dropped in a huff as his cock lowered, thick precum dripping onto the path.

He huffed out a chuckle, "Still think it's all in your head?" Tensing his body, he grunted as that cock smacked into his belly again. Rolling forward, he ground the cock against his belly. He huffed as he felt the bull reeling within his own mind. Littlefoot licked his lip and groaned as he began to buck. Precum smeared over his belly, helping the length slide faster as he rocked against his belly. "Or maybe you just like to stand out on a path and stroke yourself on a regular basis." Topps didn't respond as he rolled his head. Littlefoot mirrored the head roll and lowed as the cock pulsed against his belly. Eyes narrowed as he let himself go to the whirlwind of arousal and pleasure. The bull grunted as thick hide twitched, giving a hard buck forward. His spine arched far enough that the tip of his thickness pushed out between his forelegs.

Craning his head down, he tried to lick at the tip of his cock, but couldn't quite reach it before he felt a twinge through his back. Straightening, he hissed a bit and narrowed his eyes. "Yeah," huffed Topps, "getting some age ain't too fun." He gave a mental shudder, "Fine, alright. Fantasy or no, got me pretty worked up and I'd rather blow in something than on myself."

Littlefoot smirked as he tensed, feeling that cock slap his belly as he rolled hips forward to buck against his gut. "Any suggestions then?"

A huff came from Topsy as he felt his gut start to churn. "Down the path, first right."

"Mr Thicknose's clearing?" He shivered as he relaxed his hips, starting to stroll down the path. He let his borrowed body relax just enough so that his tip brushed against the grassy path.

Daddy Topps chuckled, hide twitching as the grass tickled his tip. "Might not look it, but he's the best bit of ass in or out of the valley. Who do you think taught your Grandpa his stuff?" He smirked at Littlefoot's mental blush. "Oh yeah, everyone knows about the habits of your family. Just too bad you never got to know your mother as you grew up. MmMMm! She had people coming from all over to get in on that bit of action. The look in her doleful eyes as she'd suck you off... mmFuck, just thinking about it gets me all worked up." Topsy smirked, "You know, you've got your mother's eyes." He chuckled at the heavy blush from the younger male. "And hearing of your exploits recently, seems like you're well on your way down her path as well. Which is a great thing, the Valley needs a good fuck thing with that nice, vibrate energy that comes from the young. As it sits right now..." he trailed off as they walked into the clearing, a smirk forming. "We've got this."

Thicknose stood in a sunny spot in his clearing, head drooping as he dozed. Low snores came from the hornless male, nose nearly touching the ground. "Should I wake him up?"

Topsy snorted, "Only if you want to be a little bitch. Which you can be all you want when you're in your body, but while you're driving my fucking body, you're going to do things my way. March your ass over there and mount him like a fucking alpha bull!" With the older bull barking commands at him, Littlefoot couldn't stop himself from lurching forward. It felt like it only took an instant before he was upon the older male. This close, he could pick up the musk from several males that seemed to have soaked into the male's thick hide.

Craning his head, he rubbed his chin against Thicknose's haunch. His head began to lift as Littlefoot reared and mounted, shoving his body forward. Thicknose's tail slid up along his thigh, getting pushed out of the way. The threehorn bull's spiral tip nudged against his slit, threatening to penetrate before it popped away and pushed over the male's belly. That head swung around as Thicknose grumbled. "Ain't you getting enough action from that mate of yours? Or is she not doing a good enough job so you've gotta come bother my wrinkled old ass?"

Topsy growled in Littlefoot's mental ear, coaching him on what to say. "Shut your fuck hole. You should know by now that a bull has gotta make his rounds and breed his cows." Thicknose let out a grumble and huffed, but that deliciously fat tail lifted and pushed against his side. Rocking back, he tensed and brought his cock up to bear on the male-cow. Body arched and rolled nicely under him. Littlefoot didn't have to work to line up, the male's pucker was right there and eagerly awaiting his breeder. Spiraled tip pressed tight against the pucker before opening for him. Thicknose let out a deep moan a his rear was stretched by the cock. Muscles clamped down around the thick pole, squeezing it as his hips rocked back. The male's broad ass smacked into his groin. Powerful legs dug into the ground as the male braced himself for the fucking he was about to take.

Sliding forward, Littlefoot braced against the male's back, forelimbs sliding right into place against the male's thighs. Thicknose's head dropped as he let out a very cow-like low, pushing back readily. Rocking back on his heels, Littlefoot slammed forward with enough force to rock the heavy male under him. Thicknose looked back and snorted, "Getting a little rough aren't you?"

Topsy growled into his ear, "Don't answer him. Just lean forward and bite him. Gotta remind him where his place is." The thicknose let out a cry as Littlefoot lunged forward and bit at his neck, blunt teeth pinching at that heavy hide. "There you go, now you're gonna learn how a real bull fucks a cow. That way you can know how a good cow acts when it's your turn."

Littlefoot released the neck before turning his head, biting at another spot. With his mouth full and cock slamming into the male's surprisingly tight backside, he replied to Topsy mentally. "A good cow? What's going to stop me from becoming an alpha bull?" Topsy's laugh was answer enough as the bull shoved his will against the longneck. He trembled under that mountainous willpower. He couldn't stop his borrowed from from moving as he pounded his cock in and out of that clenching tailhole. Gritting his teeth, he felt Thicknose groan under him. The male shuddered as his rear began to clench and squeeze around him. He could feel the surge of arousal pressing against him as the male's musky cum splashed against the ground. Muscles pulled against his cock as he continued to pound deep into Thicknose.

Looking over his shoulder, Thicknose huffed as he was rocked under the threehorn bull. "Still going? Usually got a couple good pumps and you're done."

Littlefoot clenched his teeth into that neck and pushed against the male's arousal, stoking it brighter. Rear clamped down tighter as the head dropped again. The sound of the thicknose's cock slapping against his belly cracked through the air, competing with the rhythmic smacks of groin meeting ass. Thicknose's lows started coming faster and louder as the male trembled under him. Their bodies thundered against each other as the awakened lust brought back a hint of Thicknose's lusty youth. He pawed at the ground as he looked back, unable to form words as he let out a deep groan. Body trembled as the male reached a second peak, cum splashing against the ground and Littlefoot's feet. Throwing his body back, he let out a deep groan as he began to pump his load into that waiting rear. Hips pressed tight against the male, grinding into the elder as he filled that tight rump with his hot seed.

Thicknose looked back as he huffed, "About time you learned how to fuck like a real bull." He shivered as the threehorn pulled back a bit, A shiver rolled over the male's form as that cock popped out, unleashing a flood of potent seed. Thicknose trembled and breathed out a hissed, "Fuck," as the cream ran down his hide. Littlefoot smirked at a silent nudge from Topps, strolling around in front of the male. "Got a nice big load that time didn't you?" Head swung a bit as he looked sideways at the bull.

"Better believe it, and not done yet."

Rearing up, he braced himself between Thicknose's shoulders. The male's head dropped as he grumbled. "Got all the energy in the world today don't you... gluyck." Thicknose was cut off mid-gripe as the cock was plunged into his mouth. Curling his tongue around the underside of the cock, he pursed his lips and suckled around the member. Bobbing his head down, the male slurped wetly around his cock. Tongue flapped against his hard flesh as the male huffed and puffed around the breeder. Thicknose rocked his body forward, driving his nose into the bull's slit. Lips and tongue fluttered wetly as Littlefoot began to thrust against him.

Thicknose was far more talented with his mouth than his ass was. The way his tongue rolled and pushed and how his throat rolled around the cock as it plunged into his throat. Great skies, he couldn't hold back. It was only seconds before he trembled and jerked his hips. Thicknose pulled back and rolled his head, tongue flicking around the spiral tip of his drill. Heavy cock jumped and pulsed as he fired off a second load into the mouth. Thicknose curled and rolled his tongue against the cock as he gulped down the thick seed, not letting a drop escape his eager maw.

Littlefoot stepped back and dropped to all fours, feeling his length start to draw back. Thicknose rolled his head back and showed off some of his seed, cupped on his tongue before swallowing it with a loud gulp. "And right back into disappointment." He yawned and shuffled a little to get into the sunny spot again.

"I'll be back later on to put you in your place again."

He yawned and flicked his tail, "Yeah yeah, whatever."

Littlefoot padded along, just wondering aimlessly at the moment. Topsy had been fairly content after the encounter with Thicknose, but that had quickly devolved into some grumbling. "So how long are you actually going to be clinging onto my body?"

He rolled his shoulders and padded down to the water to get a drink. "Dunno really. Last couple times I went back to my body after a really intense climax."

Topsy snorted at his reflection, "And you haven't had one yet?"

"Well, no. It's just been getting some tail or that, nothing too big or amazing yet. So, if you have any suggestions I'm more than open to them."

The bull grumble and groused for a moment, wheels turning over in his head. "Well, can't go to the girls. They'd know right away that something's wrong with me. Plus it's getting to be that time of the season and I don't want to even think that you've fathered any young with MY girls." Littlefoot smirked to himself as he padded down the lake shore. If it was that time of the year, who knows who would be the father of Cera's first brood. With the way she'd been acting, could be half the males in the Valley. If only because others were too old or large for her.

"Who do you think took Cera's cherry, or was driving her just the other day?"

He could feel the bull's eyes narrow as Topps snorted, "That's just getting all kinds of weird. The less I know the better." He grumbled a bit at that revelation. "Leaves the old man I guess."

"Grandpa? Yeah, had left him resting by the lake earlier."

Topsy continued to grouse as Littlefoot swung the body around and trundled off down the lake shore. "Yeah, he's a fairly big cocksucker. Honestly surprised that he ever had kids, given his preferences." He let out a deep chuckle, "From what I hear with the gossip, even then he had to get some help. Willing to bet that you will too when the time comes." Topsy let out a smug chuckle, "When that cute little Ali gets around to asking you to give her a clutch, just come and ask me. I'll be glad to pin your sorry ass against her until you can pump your load into her."

Littlefoot felt his cheeks flush, "Shut up, we're almost there." But the image was already planted into his mind and it was making his male slit stir just pondering on it. Just thinking back, he recalled the difference in just how much he was able to pump into Ali when Shorty was crammed up under his tail. Of course, knowing his Grandfather like he did, he wouldn't doubt that the older male had more of a fondness for males. Where did that put him though? He enjoyed dipping his stick in males and females alike. Well, that might just make him twice the valley leader that his Grandpa was. Of course, he always had an edge with that little gift of his.

He couldn't think on it too long though. As he neared where he'd left the elder, he heard a deep groaning and steady slapping of flesh on flesh. Rounding a tree, he stopped and watched in awe at the sight of Grandpa laying on his side, thick cock laying across his thigh. Brom, Littlefoot's own father, was standing over the male, his thickness spreading that pucker with his thick breeder. Brom's head swung around as Littlefoot waltzed his borrowed threehorn body towards them. The male chuckled, "Looks like we've got an audience here." Grandpa groaned, wrinkled cheeks burning bright red as that heavy cock stiffened and slid up towards his belly, hitting with a wet smack. Brom rested his forefeet on the male's side, shuffling forward to sink more of that long, thick breeding pillar into his elder's backside.

He could feel Topsy lick his lips, "See that? That's gonna be you before too long." The elder bull let out a deep groan, legs shifting against the ground slowly as that thickness pushes and rolled against his insides.

"And what about you, hmm?"

The threehorn gave a mental snort and shook his head. "Not to my tastes."

Littlefoot smirked and replied silently, "Too large for you, hmm? I bet you could take them pretty easily if you wanted."

That peaked Topsy's interest. "No, oh no you don't." He tried to push at Littlefoot with his iron will, but no matter how bullheaded the threehorn was, he couldn't shake the grip that Littlefoot had on his body.

Grandpa's head lifted in a deep low that echoed across the lake as something wet rolled around his tip. Littlefoot let out a grunting purr of his own as he opened his mouth wider. His tongue rolled against that wide cock tip before guiding it into his mouth. Brom's chuckle rolled across him as he gave a harder thrust. The elder bull groaned under the two-pronged assault, cock heaving forward. The threehorn's eyes went wide as that cock surged forward and pushed deeper into his maw. His throat muscles, unused to taking something, tightened and his gut rolled as his borrowed form threatened to gag on him. Closing his eyes, he used his new found skills to make his body relax and resist that urge. More importantly, he ignored Topsy's protests as he let that cock slide down his throat. A deep moan rolled up, choked off a bit thanks to that cock that was making his throat bulge visibly. The thick, heavy musk filled his senses. A thick dollop of precum rolled from the jaw-stretching cock and filled his mouth. Eyes rolled back in his head as that liquid musk spread across his tongue. He rolled it around on his tongue, massaging the elder's crown. More precum filled his mouth, threatening to leak out. Cupping the breeder against the roof of his mouth, he rolled his tongue and swallowed the pre with a loud gulp.

Brom let out a low grunt as he shifted over the elder bull and gave a hard thrust. Grandpa let out a low and rolled his head. Littlefoot's eyes widened as that cock surged deeper into his mouth, the tip flaring wide and pressing against his teeth. Topsy's body, unused to taking something like this, tried to rebel against Littlefoot's control. He pushed forward and tried to relax his throat around the girth, but the body was as stubborn as its owner. The body heaved and throat rolled as he gagged around the cock. Drool dripped from his stretched mouth as he lurched backwards. The cock popped out of his mouth with a pop as he gasped and coughed, eyes watering.

The younger, more dominate bull chuckled as he continued to rock the elder with his thrusts. "Always trying to push yourself too far, you threehorn bitch."

He felt Topsy's anger flare, "Tell that bastard that at least I don't wander around aimlessly whenever I feel like it."

Littlefoot tried to imitate the bull's usual snarly expression, "Least I don't just wander around with no goal other than to make more little bastards."

Brom let out a low groan as the rear clenched around his cock, driving deeper into the hole. "Mm, but I get so much fresh pussy out there. Do enjoy getting some of this seasoned fuck hole though." He gave a growl and heaved his body forward, groin smacking against the wrinkled hide. "Speaking of little bastards, how's the kid?"

He turned to avoid the question, wondering just who Brom was talking about. Swinging his body around, he lifted his rear and backed up slowly. Grandpa's head lifted as his cock surged upwards with the bull's next thrust, the thick head slapping against Topps's backside. He groaned and laid his head down as the threehorn began to wiggle his hips, grinding that fat ass into his tip. Lips parted with a huff as he answered the other longneck. "Littlefoot is doing fine. He's growing up quickly and already starting to act just like his father." Brom let out a curious noise as he continued to take his time in fucking the elder, rolling and bucking into the reclined male. "Mhmm," came a near purr from the elder. "Near as I can tell he just became sexually a couple days ago, and already he's been with..." He breathed out a groan before starting to list off who Littlefoot, or at least his body, had been with. Just hearing the list made his cheeks flush more. Lowering his head, he did his best to hide that blush as he backed up. The cock pressed and jabbed against his pucker with wet nudges before starting to spread his tight rump.

The two longneck bulls droned on about Littlefoot's escapades over the last bit, making him wonder just how the elder was getting his information about everything. Gritting his teeth, he huffed heavily as he backed up. His cock slithered against the soft grass before smacking against his bulk as that thickness pressed against his prostate. Brom began to thrust faster now, pawing at the older male's bulk. "Huh... So he's been with a flyer and a deep swimmer? I'm impressed. By the time I got around to getting any winged poon I was too big to fit into them." He licked his lips and grinned as he began to move faster against the elder, each thrust making Grandpa's cock flex and buck inside of his tight ass. "Although some of those bigger deep swimmers... MmMMM! You wouldn't believe how well they can milk a cock."

Littlefoot tried to ignore them, to tune out the older longnecks as they discussed sex with various other species. He huffed and groaned as he rocked back and forth, feeding that cock deeper into his rear. Despite how much he was trying to ignore them, he found himself listening and fantasizing about what it'd be like with the others that his well-traveled father was talking about.

Enthralled as he was with the stories, he didn't notice the signs of the elder's impending climax. His first warning was a deep bellow from Grandpa. That thick cock surged and the tip flared wide inside of his ass. He could feel the length pulse inside of him as it began to pump that thick seed into him. He trembled and huffed, nose nearly touching the ground as he was filled to overflowing. Hot, heavy cum leaked out around his stretched rear and ran down his thighs. Brom breathed out a deep chuckle and began to thrust harder, coaxing a few more blasts out of the older male before he breathed out a muted groan of his own. That massive breeder, the tool of a prime male, heaved and bucked as it deposited a healthy load into the waiting backside. Brom's hot cream mixing with the load left behind by the Sharptooth earlier. That hefty load stayed right where he put it right up until he drew back. It was only when his cock popped out of the tight pucker that the torrent of seed was unleashed to run down the male's hide and fall in great drops to the ground.

A shiver ran through the threehorn's body as he stepped forward. The seasoned breeder came out with a heavy pop, unleashing a gush of cum as well. He huffed and rolled his shoulders. Each movement made his needy cock sway under him, the spiral tip and wings of his cock flared with arousal. Grandpa swung his head around and nudged his side before the strong tongue swept over his tip. "Mmm, didn't expect you'd cum." The older male huffed and lifted his leg, exposing his well used tailhole. "Hurry along then. Don't want to be laying here all day."

Topps snorted, "As if I could feel a damn thing in that well fucked hole of his."

Staying in character, Littlefoot waddled up as the male rolled onto his back slowly with a heavy grunt. Littlefoot did his best to stay in character. "Might as well, even if I won't feel much with this stretched old hole." He wobbled on top of the elder longneck before lining his cock up. He grunted as he pushed forward and sank into the well-prepared rear. Sure enough, between the stretching from the two males and those heavy loads that had been pumped into the rump, he slipped into the rear without the least resistance whatsoever. He rocked over the male and huffed as he felt the cum squelching around his cock with each plunge.

Brom almost purred into his ear, "Let me help with that then." For a male so big, Brom moved with surprising grace and silence. The prime male was up over him in a matter of seconds, that fat cock pressed tight against his backside. Littlefoot gasped, body tensing as the cock surged into his pucker and drove him forward into the elder. Brom's bulk pinned him against Grandpa's body as the male grunted over him. Littlefoot groaned, legs trembling before he dropped onto the male and huffed. Sandwiched between the two longnecks, he huffed as the wandering male began to buck. Huffing, he pawed at the belly as his head swam. The scent of the two males filled his senses and made his head swim. Brom's groan rolled over his body as his rear spasmed and clenched around that breeder.

He breathed out his own lustful noises as he groaned, feeling the elder's cock pulsing hotly against his chest. Rolling his head around, he licked at the cock and near it's tip. Topsy's complaints only served to make him work that much harder. Digging his hindlegs into the elder's body, he did his best to thrust between the two far larger males. Each push he gave made his back door tighten around the post. The bull overhead let out a massive groan and slammed forward in response. Littlefoot felt his head swim and reel as his balls tightened and churned before unleashing their payload. He let out a bellow, muffled by the heavy bulk of the two males. Brom pounded into his clenching ass, huffing and chuffing. His continued rutting made the threehorn's body quake as his abused prostate was milked and massaged with the relentless breeding. He shook and let out another cry as he fired a second load into the elder's rear. Eyes rolled back in his head as he huffed, blackness welling up behind his eyes and consuming him quickly enough.

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Littlefoot's body ached as he stirred, cracking an eye slowly. The sky was growing darker as the sky star began to drift below the valley rim. He lay there for a moment with his eyes just cracked open. Taking a whiff, he caught the scent of several males. The biters and the three older males, but the scents were at least a couple hours old. He huffed softly and stretched before rolling onto all fours slowly. Moving his body slowly, he checked himself over in the fading light. Looked like everything was fine, the aches were probably just from his awkward sleeping position and a ghost of pains left over from the two older males he'd been riding around in. He let out a low huff and shook out, letting the aches fade from his body.

A low hiss woke the age old instinctive response, sending a shimmer of fear racing up and down his spine. Over the last couple days he'd lost most of his fear when it came to the predators. Swinging his head around, he almost immediately spotted the blue biter as the male slunk out of the brush. Littlefoot licked his lips and turned his head around, spotting the green male trying to sneak up behind him. "Surprise?" he smirked as the biter looked a bit disappointed. Even after being spotted, the males continued to circle him, closing in slowly. Littlefoot let out a low huff, knowing what was coming. He could feel their lust rolling around in their body, unsated even after a day of emptying their balls into the three older males. He'd have wondered how the males could still be eager for some more, but at the same time he wasn't too object to the matter. Licking his lips, Littlefoot hissed out in a rough sharptooth tongue, "Shall we?" The males stopped and looked at each other in surprise before barking out something and grinning at him. Of course despite riding around on people that knew the tongue, he was still mostly in the dark concerning it. "Yeah, that."

The males abandoned their circling and simply moved around behind him. Littlefoot looked back and huffed as they lifted his tail up to expose his pucker. The two biters leaned in and sniffed at his rear, their hot breath puffing against his backside. Twin heads nuzzled his backside and tailbase before their tongues swirled out against his pucker. The males chirped and talked a bit, discussing something with each other. After just a moment of deliberation both the tongues pushed against his pucker. His tail was pushed up as the males wound their tongues around one another and wove them into his rump. Littlefoot gasped and breathed out a moan, his head drooping lower with each passing second. Those tongues rolled and snaked inside of his rump in a way that no single tongue could. His male slit bulged and his cock dropped in record time as he huffed. They shifted behind him, pushing his tail up higher as they reached around and began to stroke his cock. A shiver ran through his body as that hand stroked up and down his cock. The male's claws just barely brushed over his tender flesh, coaxing a moan from the longneck.

Purring muzzles nuzzled into his rear as their tongues twined and rolled around inside of his tight rump. A second hand fell to his cock, stroking the part closest to his male slit as the other fell down to work faster over his tip and front edge. Fingers trailed around his tip and curled around, grinding the tip of his cock into a rough palm. The hands stroked faster as those tongues rolled against his insides. Littlefoot began to buck into their grasp, gasping and huffing as his cock trembled. Between the tongues wrestling over his prostate and the hands expertly working over his cock, he could feel his gut tensing up within mere moments. The longneck's back arched as his cock lifted, straining against the touches. As his body tensed, balls swelling as they prepared to unleash his load, the biters began to move. Even as his first spray was starting to roll up his cock, the males wove around him. Sleek forms dove under him as tongues swept over his hard flesh. He jerked and let out a bellow as he began to cum. Heavy spurts of his seed splashed across and into the biters' muzzles. Twinned purrs wound up from under him as the males worked over his cock, not letting him come down yet.

He was only allowed to come down when his knees shook and threatened to give out under him. As they pulled away, he was able to steady himself, looking over his shoulder at the males. They were purring at each other as they lapped his heavy spunk off each other's faces. Littlefoot shivered and huffed at the sight, licking his own lips. Didn't take more than a few moments before their muzzles were shining with saliva and spotlessly clean. The biters looked over at him and grinned, straightening up until he could see their cocks. He gave a shaky little half-smirk at the males as he huffed. "What, haven't gotten enough action already today?" Their hisses and barks left no doubt that they were willing to go at least once more. Littlefoot wiggled his body, stretching his still wobbly legs, before stepping apart and swinging his tail up and to the side. The biters looked from him to each other, whistling and barking as they discussed the situation before them.

Wasn't more than a couple seconds before they came to an agreement. Screech slid under his body, wiggling up under him. Littlefoot tilted his head and looked under his body at the green male as Thud approached from behind. Screech grinned at him, laying on his back under the bull. Claws scratched at his hips as Thud got into position behind him. The predator's cock came down on his rear with a swat as the male slapped Littlefoot's wide rump with his meaty member. He huffed at the feel and sound of that cock smacking his body. Pleased with the sound, Thud hauled off and gave his ass a firm smack, trilling in delight as he watched Littlefoot's rear jiggle.

As one male amused himself with that ample rump, the other was wiggling around under them. Screech's legs slipped up and over Thud's thighs. Green legs pulled the blue male forward before curling over his thick tail. Thud hissed, annoyed at having to abandon his game of playing the drums on Littlefoot's rear, but pushed down on the wide rump. Following the prompt, Littlefoot squatted over the prone biter. Screech purred as his cock rubbed against the longneck's hide. Thud reached down, nudging the tip of his cock against the well used longneck pucker. Rocking his hips forward, he eased just the tip of his length into that pucker. Reaching down, he grabbed his friend's cock and brought it up alongside his length. Screech's powerful legs tensed and pushed him upwards, sliding his tip past his partner's member and into the pucker.

A moan slipped from the bull as he felt the biter spear into his rear before sliding back. As the green male slipped free, his blue buddy hammered in fully. The biters purred in unison as their cocks slipped over one another as the puckered muscle made them shift around. Littlefoot huffed and lowered his head as the biters took turns driving deep into his rear, stretching the muscles. A needful groan slipped from his mouth as they picked up the pace, bodies smacking against his with increasing frenzy. Mouth hung open as he began to huff and pant, cock sliding and throbbing hotly against the biter's belly. He huffed and panted as the male's rapid thrusting made the sharptooth's body press his thick member between their bodies. Lower and lower his head dropped as the pair worked him over.

Hands curled around his head, pulling it down. Littlefoot's eyes widened then closed as Screech's tongue forced its way into his mouth. Sucking on it, he let his tongue wrestle with the invader. Lips pressed to his and parted. Tilting his head, the longneck embraced the biter into a kiss as they groaned together. Littlefoot jumped as claws scratched over his backside before another slap fell against his hide. The strike made his rear clench around the pumping members. Both biters hissed and drove forward at the same time with that clench, pressing as deep as they could. Picking up the pace, Screech's teeth scratching against his lips as the male pulled him deeper into a bruising kiss.

Thud snarled and lunged over him, biting and scratching at his hide as he began to cum. Screech hissed into the kiss, hammering with several rapid thrusts before pressing deep. His cock twitched as he added his load to the mess inside of the longneck.

The males pulled away from him with a huff, their cocks already sliding back into their homes. He looked over at the pair, shaking and huffing with his cock rock hard and waiting. "Hey, just gonna leave me like this?" Thud hissed something at him and stumbled over to a grassy spot before dropping with a huff. Screech followed suit, laying across the other male. Snorting, Littlefoot pondered making one hike their tail for him. But as he took a step, weariness began to claim him. Stifling a yawn, he decided it was best to simply go back to his nest and get some good sleep. Didn't have to get off every time that he had an erection did he? Might do some good to go without for once, let him build up a bit. Was that possible? Ah well, he'd find out soon enough.

He was tired enough that he didn't even recall the walk back to his nest, much less remember as he started to move into it. Stepping down, he drew a squeak and a writhe from someone. Ali's head lifted and swung around, eyes shining in the moonlight. "Littlefoot! I was getting worried, where have you been all day?" She leaned in to nuzzle him, stopping as she inhaled his scent. "Why do you smell like sharpteeth?" she asked, worry dripping from her voice.

The bull breathed out a soft churr and nuzzled her comfortingly. "Was out doing some exploring and they jumped me. Luckily, the flesh that they were hungry for wasn't anything dangerous. Just tiring."

Her cheeks flushed cutely in the moonlight. "Oh!" Turning her head a bit, the longneck cow giggled, "Do you have any left for me?" A soft purr slid up her throat as she shifted, standing up and hiking her tail. As it came up, he was able to catch the glistening of moisture on her lower lips, an intoxicating scent filling his nose.

His eyes rolled in his head as he let out a needful groan, "Oh great stars, yes." Weariness faded as he mounted the cow, feeling her warmth under, then around him. A wet, lewd slurp filled the air as she gasped and pushed against his revived tower, welcoming it deep into her.

The day star was high into the sky before Littlefoot roused. He and Ali had stayed up most of the night, going through countless positions and rounds. The lovely cow seemed as randy as anyone else in the valley, only giving him enough time to rest and recover before begging more from him. He smiled as he opened an eye, finding the cow laying against him. He gave her neck a kiss and stood up. She stirred and looked at him with a churr. He gave her neck a kiss, "I'm going to lay by the lake and let the day star soak into me some."

She nodded and yawned, curling up again, "I think I'll stay here for now, get some more sleep." She gave a smile as she dozed off. "Watch out for the biters, don't want them draining you too much." He snorted at her and flicked his tail against her side with a playful smack. She laughed and rolled onto her back, exposing herself to him for just a brief moment before curling up again. He huffed at her and turned away before he was tempted to stick around all day. Of course he'd be back later on and wouldn't sleep until they were both messy and aching and exhausted. Just thinking about it made his male slit bulge with anticipation as he padded down the path. He couldn't wipe the goofy grin off his face as he slipped into the water. The chilled water soaked into his body and dulled the aches from the last few days as well as washing the scents from his various partners away.

He stood in the water for a bit, head bobbing as he drifted in and out of consciousness. Littlefoot shook his head slowly and blinked, his eyes feeling far heavier than they should have been. Jaws stretched out into a wide yawn as the bull fought a losing battle against sleep. Dragging himself out of water and up onto the shore, he let out the widest yawn possible as he padded towards a sturdy log covered with some moss. The male half-crawled onto the soft, cool moss before laying his head down with a huff. Eyes shut almost immediately as he let himself drift off into a restful sleep.

It was the feeling of something rubbing against his legs that woke him up. The longneck tried to shift his body, expecting that some fern was simply rubbing against his legs. A surge of surprise then panic raced through his body as he found his limbs rendered immobile. Rolling his head, he blinked sleepily and tried to understand what he was seeing. Thick green vines were curled around his legs. They curled around each of his limbs going all the way up to his shoulders and hips. Tugging at his bindings, he could just see that they were wrapped under the log he lay on. Pulling and rolling his body, he found that the vines merely stretched, but refused to snap no matter how hard he worked. Not that he could work that much, due to the lack of slack that he was given.

"A good, you're awake. Was wondering if I'd have to wake you up." Littlefoot tried to look at the speaker, but found that even his neck was bound. He could lift and move his head, but only so much. Not that the person remained a mystery for too long. Even if Mond hadn't moved around the log, he would have recognized that voice. The runner smiled at him, winding some extra vines around his arm as he tidied up.

Littlefoot tugged at the bindings a bit, "What's going on? Why am I tied up like this?"

Mond tucked the extra bindings up under the log. Stretching his back, the older male reached out and stroked over Littlefoot's cheek. "Ah, well you see it's quite simple really. Last night some of the valley adults gathered together and we had a nice little chat. It's something we do now and then, once every seven suns at the least. However, several parties called for one last night and well, we learned something very interesting." Littlefoot's eyes widened slowly as the older male talked. Mond nodded at the expression. "Yes, we had a nice little chat about you and your new little talents. Of course Ruby had told me all about it after her little adventure in your body. Lucky girl if you as me, getting to experience both sides of the river. However, a few of the others decided that if you had such abilities and were freely using them, then they might as well treat you like how you've been acting." He breathed out a soft sigh and shook his head. "Uncalled for if you ask me, but you know what a stick in the mud some of these people can be. It's how such things are at times." He breathed out a chuckle as he braced his hands on the log, the older swiftrunner easily pulling himself up to straddle the log. His already hard member pressing against Littlefoot's nose. "Not that I'm going to complain. I do so love being part of a nice big orgy." With the cock resting right on his nose, Littlefoot couldn't help but breath in the male's musk. Mond licked his lips at the sight of the longneck bull as he breathed in his scent. "Such a joy, being the first to take a person, and then to come back and fuck that sloppy hole later. It's one of those things I don't indulge in often enough. Now open wide."

Littlefoot didn't have to think, his body working on automatic as that order was purred at him. Lips parted for the cock, tongue sliding over the pointed tip as Mond slid his breeder into the waiting mouth. Cupping the bull's head with both hands, the runner began to rock on the log. A silken purr rolled up his throat as the powerful tongue rolled over his flesh. Littlefoot huffed as he tasted the cock. Precum covered the length, making him wonder if the elder had been teasing himself while he worked, keeping himself nice and hard as he waited for his chance to fuck the bull-bitch. Rolling his tongue around the cock, he tried to taste every inch. Pushing and working over the cock, he let it slide over the roof of his mouth and between flat teeth, teasing the male with those as he sucked. Mond breathed out a soft groan and pressed his male slit flush against Littlefoot's nose. Grinding into it, he let the longneck take a deep whiff of his scent right from the source. With his groin flush against the blunt muzzle, his cock tip just barely eased into the longneck's throat. Eyes fluttered as Littlefoot swallowed around it with soft gulps, letting out a muted moan at the flavor.

Far too soon, the swiftrunner was pulling away. Littlefoot craned his head, licking at the the cock as it was pulled away. Mond purred and rolled his body forward, grinding that length against the longneck's muzzle. "Mmm, gonna be a good cock whore today aren't you?" He laughed as he rolled his hips, silencing the bull with his his body. "Don't need to answer that, I can see it in your eyes." Littlefoot's cheeks burned with a blush as he craned his head, trying to watch the runner stood up on the log. With perfect balance, the male walked right over him, feet pressing down into his body. His cheeks were burning as he was used as a walking path for the randy male.

Mond hummed a jaunty tune to himself as he stepped off the longneck and onto the log. Twisting around, he lowed one foot to the ground. Luckily, when he came around to tie up Littlefoot, the male had picked a nearly prefect spot to recline on. All it took was a little work gathering the vines and shoring up the log and he was ready to go. Although not as ready as this male was. All he had to do was touch Littlefoot's hip and the male was lifting that thick tail of his. Mond moved in close and tilted his head to peer up under the male. Oh he could go for the tailhole, but everyone would be using that today. No, he had to go for something a bit different, because why not?

Bringing that tail up to his shoulder, he pushed forward, making it lift even higher. The pointed tip of his cock nudged against the longneck's pucker before sliding down his taint slowly. Mond smiled to himself as he wiggled it against the bull's male slit before pushing in with a soft groan. Littlefoot stiffened at the odd feeling of the cock sliding into his body that way. His slid had been bulging, member threatening to spill out, before it was penetrated. Now, he breathed out a huff at the feel of the hard cock rubbing against his, a shiver racing down his spine. Mond purred and wrapped an arm around the tail, hugging onto it as he began to thrust. The runner let out a quavering moan, "Oh, I love the feel of a nice docking session. Those soft lips and that hard cock... Mmmf!" The male bit at his tail, using it to muffle his groans as his body began to smack against the bull's with increasingly frantic thrusts.

Littlefoot clenched his teeth and huffed at the oddly satisfying feel of the other male taking him like a cow. That hard cock pumped and squelched inside of his slit with each thrust. Aged hide smacked against his with steady slaps. Precum from both cocks added their slickness to his hole. He groaned as his cock began to push against the member, trying to slide out. A hand moved under him, pressing against the bulge to keep it inside for now. The fingers rolled and pushed, grinding his cock against his insides and that pumping length. Mond let out a huff, his own cheeks flushing as he ran his tongue over that delicious, thick tail. Pressing his body against it, he lavished attention on the broad limb. There was something about these wide, thick based tails that just drove him wild. He could play with them all day given the chance.

Mond hissed to himself as he heard the crackling of brush off the in the distance. As much as he'd love to make this last, he knew that certain other males were all too eager to make a spectacle of today, and he'd only get in the way. Leaning forward, he huffed as he smacked Littlefoot's hide. "My apologies for rushing this. Will have to make it up later." Digging his nails into that hide, he groaned as he licked over the longneck's tail. A huff and a chuff sounded from the runner as his body pounded against those wide hips He grunted and shuddered before pushing tight against the male. A tremor ran through his body as he came, spurting his seed over the longneck's member and into his slit.

He held flush against the bound male until he was finished. Only then did he pull out and kneel behind the male. Fingers swept into that slit and scooped out the cock, letting it drop into the air. Grinning, Mond leaned in and quickly cleaned up the cock with long sweeps of his tongue, purring happily. His purring only rose in volume as he heard the bull's groans as he was teased. Just to be a little mean, he lifted the cock and rubbed the male's tip against that oh so soft moss as he stroked it. Mond licked over every last inch of the cock, leaving it glistening and clean. The taste of his own leavings mingled with the bull's own heavier flavor on his tongue. Fingers traced over the cock nice and slow as he breathed out a low purr, smiling to himself. Easing his grip forward, he started to tease the flared crown with just the tips of his fingers. Using his nails ever so gently, he toyed with the flared crown, making Littlefoot huff and buck. He could only move so far, restrained as he was.

"Hope you're not wrapping your mouth around that fuck stick, Mond. Don't know where the fuck it's been the last couple days." The runner sighed, only one male in the valley would be talking like that when things were relatively calm.

"No Topps, not yet anyway. Maybe later. You know how particular I am about wrapping my mouth around one of these."

"Whatever, I don't care. Got use a nice little bit of fuck bait here anyway." Strolling in front of the bound longneck, the threehorn bull smirked down at his prey. "Hello there, you fucking whore."

There was something in the threehorn's gaze that sent a shiver down his spine. He did his best to return the smile, "H-hey there, Daddy Topps. Um... how's it hanging?"

The bull chuckled, "You tell me, you cocksucker." Rearing back, he revealed his rock hard member to the longneck and dropped onto the log. Littlefoot gasped from the impact against his back and the log groaned under the sudden weight. Thrusting forward, the bull shoved his cock against Littlefoot's face. His drill-like tip stabbed and poked the longneck in the face, spreading his precum across that muzzle. Littlefoot's eyes rolled back at that heavy scent and he let out a moan. Sliding his tongue out, he teased the tip next time it came near, curling around the underside of that heavy length. The moment he felt that tongue, the bull drove forward into the waiting mouth with a grunt.

Mond's eyes opened a little more as he watched Littlefoot's throat bulging around that thick breeder. He breathed out a soft murr at the perverse joy of the voyeur. "Don't you think you should wait for the others before you get going?"

Topsy growled as he began to fuck the longneck's muzzle. "They'll get here when they get here." Licking his lips, the bull arched proudly, eyes shutting as he drove himself in to the very root, fucking that slut's mouth with his full length. "Until they do, I'm going to give this harlot his first load of the day." Mond smirked to himself. What Topsy didn't know wouldn't bite him in the tail. He'd learned long ago that with a great many threehorns, well at least two in the valley, as long as they thought they were winning that was what mattered.

Littlefoot's throat rolled around the thick cock as it was plunged deep with each thrust. His eyes fluttered as the older male's heavy scent filled his nose. Each thrust pressed the male's groin into his nose, that stiff cock sliding right down his clenching throat. He swallowed gulps of air each time that member pulled back. His lips flapped nosily against the flesh as he tried to breath out as the heavy male pounded forward. Eyes shut as h breathed in that scent, catching hints of threehorn cows with both his nose and cock. His cock slapped against his belly as that cow-flavor coated his tongue. Rolling his head, he sucked hard around the length, tongue pressing over the flesh. He could feel every vein, every ripple, every last bump on that cock as it was plunged down his throat.

A groan came from the bull as he threw his head back, "Fucking whore has got his mother's mouth! MmmMM! I won't last long with the way this slut's gobbling my cock." Drawing out almost all the way, the bull held just his tip inside of the longneck's mouth. Littlefoot moaned around the tip, taking the opportunity to take several deep breaths before running his tongue around the cock head Blunt teeth kneaded the tip ever so lightly. His tongue followed the spiral shape of the tip, teasing it and coaxing more of the male's thick precum into his mouth. Topps shuddered over him with a groan, hips jerking quickly as the king's crown was toyed with. Deep groans and huffs slipped from his maw as that tip drooled into his mouth. Precum started to leak out of his mouth and run down his cheeks as he toyed with the male. He was just starting to smile at how he was working up the threehorn when the male bellowed, "FUCK!" and jerked his hips. Cum blasted into his mouth, thick and in shocking amounts. Littlefoot's cheeks bulged as the first blast filled his mouth. He managed to swallow down some, but the second blast filled him to overflowing. The male's heavy, virile cum ran freely down his chin and throat. He tried to pull away to get a breath, but the bull wasn't having it. Driving forward, Topsy shoved his tip into the longneck's throat and pumped the rest of his load right down Littlefoot's gullet.

Littlefoot gasped for air when the cock was finally removed, dropping his head and coughing. Topsy lowered himself to the ground slowly and sneered, "What, was I too much for you?" He snorted and shook his head out, standing still until his legs stopped threatening to give out on him. "Get used to it, you're gonna be sucking a lot more cock from now on."

"Don't tell me that you've already started, old man." Littlefoot looked up, spotting Hyp and the group walking down the shoreline.

Topsy snorted at him, "Of course I did, you sorry lot were too busy jerking each other off to get here on time. Can't leave this choice cock bait sitting here all day."

Hyp sneered at his elder, "Sorry, I was too busy making your daughter scream as I fucked her brains out to get here on time."

The threehorn looked down his nose at Hyp. "Took all three of you to do that, did it? I figured as much, considering what I've heard about you." He heaved his noble bulk up, the log and longneck both groaning as the weight settled down on them. "Tell your mother to give you some more lessons in how to fuck properly then get back to me." His hips rocked as he lined himself up with the longneck, tip jabbing all over Littlefoot's backside. "I don't know how she stays as tight as she does, especially considering the number of cocks she rides each week."

Mond purred as he approached the pair from behind. Taking Topsy's cock in hand, he gave it a squeeze to liven it back up before pressing the tip against its target. "Oh she does some exercises my mate showed her. Makes them nice and virgin tight doesn't it, Topsy?" He hid his smile behind the male's thighs, seeing the way that Hyp's mouth gaped. "Of course my lovely has nothing on his mother's muscle control. I've seen her ride an egg for the better part of a day before finally letting it fall out."

Topsy groaned, gritting his teeth as he pushed his cock into that tight longneck asshole. "Think she might have a challenger for valley whore though."

A purr came from the swiftrunner, "To be fair, I seriously doubt that Littlefoot here will ever be begging for eggs the way she does." Mond peered around the thick thighs as Topsy drove deep into that bound bull. He pressed his finger to his lips and smirked, "Oh my. Look at how hard our young friend is. Been watching your mommy for a while, or maybe she's let you have a few rides?"

Sure enough, Hyp's cock was fully erect. Precum was just starting to drip down his length and across his fingers as he toyed with his length. Cheeks flushed as the male turned his head with a huff, "Shut up, it's nothing like that. Just eager to fuck this bitch is all." Mond smirked as he reached under the longneck, stroking his cock as he looked over Hyp slowly.

Topsy grunted as he felt that tight rear clench around his cock. He began to fuck the longneck like he would any other cow. His heavy body smacking hard into that lifted rear, pushing Littlefoot's tail even higher as he drove himself balls deep each time. "Then quit acting like a spineless bitch and come fuck this whore's mouth."

Regaining a bit of his bravado, Hyp swaggered over to the pair. "The one with the big mouth or the one that's tied up?"

"Shut your smart mouth and plug his fuck hole up."

Muttering under his breath, Hyp hopped up onto the log, scooting towards Littlefoot's maw. The longneck looked up at him with a huff, "What? Didn't get enough from those sharpteeth? I beat they loved playing with your meat all yesterday." Hyp growled and slapped Littlefoot's muzzle with his cock. The longneck licked at the tip, "Oh don't tell me..." he groaned as Topsy dug deep into his ass with a thrust, "that you're still sore! Hff. About that."

Cheeks flushed hot as Hyp snarled. "Shut your mouth! Look at this." Twisting around, he reached back to spread his cheeks, showing off his sore pucker. "This is what your sorry ass is going to look like after toda....AH!" he gasped out, eyes fluttering as Littlefoot struck. The way Hyp was sitting and spreading himself put his tailhole within striking distance. Craning his head forward, the longneck worked his tongue around that muscle slowly. The slick muscle bathed the rear slowly before sinking in and swirling around. Hyp's cheeks flushed hotter as he huffed, grabbing onto the log as he trembled. Hips rocked back against the tongue, cock grinding into the soft moss.

Littlefoot moaned as he worked his tongue nice and deep into that rear. He rocked his hips back into Topsy's body as the male pounded him. Already his ass was starting to ache, cheeks burning with lusty heat as the male rutted him. Craning his neck, he pressed his lips to Hyp's ass so he could work his broad tongue deeper. Muscles clenched around his tongue as the male's tail lay on his head. The male breathed out a strange, whimpering moan as he kneaded the log. Hyp's hips rolled and pressed into the log as he was worked over by the longneck's talented tongue. The male let out a deep groan, nails digging into the wood as his body quaked. He began to jerk and push back against the mouth as Littlefoot pressed his tongue against Hyp's prostate.

Topsy grunted as he shortened his thrusts, slamming the longneck into the log. Wood began to creak and pop under the assault. Leaning down, he growled into the bull-bitch's ear. "Getting to be a good little ass eater. Can't wait to see what else use you're gonna put that mouth to before the day's out." He growled and arched his back, digging deep with each pound. Littlefoot's cheeks burned bright as his ass began to clench down around the pounding member as he pumped his load onto the ground. "Hope you've gotten a lot of experience over the last two days because you're gonna need all of it." The larger bull's head lifted as Hyp cried out, body arching. The two-legged male's thick tail flagged and twitched as he came. Topsy breathed out a chuckle as the male's arms shook, threatening to give out as the longneck continued to work him over. Thick hide smacked against those wide hips as the threehorn began to grunt, back arching further. He scratched Littlefoot's neck with his beak, "Beg me for it. Call me Daddy."

Littlefoot threw his head back and let out a cry at the feel of that scraping on his neck. "Seed me, Daddy Topps!" The bull snarled into the neck before biting down. Driving himself deep into the male, he let out a deep snarl as he began to cum nice and hard. Thick seed flooded the longneck's backside as his thick breeder jumped and pumped every last drop he had into the valley's new cow.

The wings on his cock held his member deep inside of Littlefoot for a moment longer as it began to soften. Topsy huffed as he backed off, grunting as his cock slipped out. A gush of his spunk followed the instant after he uncorked the bound slut. The proud bull strutted along the bound form and paused for a moment to look at Hyp from the corner of his eye. "Don't tell me you're spent already. Fucking puss about to drop after one rim job."

The younger male hissed, "How about fuck you? I mean, I've gotten lots of sex but never anything like that."

Topsy snorted, "Oh I'm sure that you and your buddies have gotten into lots of little circle jerks. But now you're dealing with a Grade A whore." The big male smirked and rolled his head, "Not sure that you're ready for someone like him. So go ahead and just go back into the valley. No one will thing that you're a tiny dicked sow. Well, aside from everyone here fucking and having a good time."

Hyp snarled and leapt off the log before storming around the log. "I'll show you little dick you wrinkled old fuck."

All that bulk heaved around as Topsy turned to watch as Hyp approached Littlefoot from behind. "Oh this I have to see. What, do you think you're all big and bad just because you know how to push a couple buttons. But do you think you can make a freshly fucked slut pop by just doing a couple things." The two-legged male grumbled and growled as he smacked Littlefoot's ass with his cock. Lining it up with the creamed hole, he pounded in with a grunt, eyes shutting as he let out a huff. Topps leaned over and grumbled, "Give him hell, Littlefoot."

Hyp huffed as he felt the threehorn's warm cum coat his cock the instant he drove into the longneck's ass. Digging his fingers into Littlefoot's wide hips, he drove himself balls deep into the male. Breathing out a huff, he arched up over that wide rear end and dug deep with each of his thrusts. Littlefoot let out a low groan and bucked back as best he could. Hyp grunted as that big ass drove back into his gut, nearly throwing him off. Digging his feet into the ground, he let his dull nails try dig into that thick hide. A purr of delight came from the longneck as he clenched and pushed harder. His thick tail pushed against the male's side, nearly knocking Hyp loose.

Cursing under his breath, the male grabbed at the tail to keep from getting knocked loose. Topsy snorted, "Looks like you're having some trouble there. Do you need any help?"

Nails dug in tighter as Hyp gritted his teeth. "No, I'm fine!" Bracing himself against the tail, he held tight as he began to thrust and drive. His body smacked and thumped against Littlefoot's as he groaned. He ground his teeth and huffed deep in his throat as that rear clenched and squeezed around him. Hyp freed a hand and smacked that wide rear, "Feels good doesn't it?" The male groaned as he felt that rear grab at his cock again. Almost laying on top of Littlefoot, he began to hammer the bound male with rapid, sledgehammer thrusts.

Occupied as he was, he didn't notice Topsy whispering at Mond. Nor did he notice the runner as he approached and started to work on those bindings. He didn't undo all of them, just enough of them. Littlefoot shuffled his feet as they were freed. His front legs and neck were still bound to the log, but he had enough to work with. Drawing on his experience over the last few days, he began to push and roll his body with more vigor. Shuffling his feet apart, he lowered his hips enough for Hyp to get a better angle. Wiggling his body and jerking his hips back, he started to work over the male. 'Should ask you," groaned the bull as he narrowed his eyes, only able to look forward. The feel of Hyp's dulled nails scrabbling against his hide as the male huffed and panted behind him was beyond erotic. He let out a low groan and drove his body back, using his unbound legs to slam his bulk back into the male.

Hyp huffed and shook as Littlefoot slammed back into his body. Sweat was rolling down his hide as he tried to keep from creaming the bull-bitch. Gritting his teeth, he concentrated on just trying to prove to that threehorn bastard that he was a fucking stud. He snarled and drove up higher, bouncing up onto his toes each time.

A pair of hands brushed over his thighs as a body pressed up behind him. Mond crooned into his ear, "Let this older guy show you a couple handy tricks." Hyp jerked against Littlefoot as the runner's burning length pressed against his backside.

Cheeks lit up hot as he huffed, "H-ey now. W-what are you do-doing?" He squirmed, trapped between the younger cock slut and the older randy fucker.

"Don't worry, just gonna show you a couple little tricks is all." Hyp shivered as Mond's fingers stroked up his thighs and across his pelvis. The tips of the old timer's fingers tapped at his hide with a staccato rhythm. Something about the way that Mond was treating his flanks made his cock twitch inside of that clenching rear. Eyes rolled in his head as the swiftrunner purred into his ear and began to roll against him. Fingers slid over his pelvis as the runner's motions took on a hypnotic tone. Hyp huffed and licked his lips and slipped back as Mond's body coaxed him to move. Jaws went slack as he huffed, cheeks burning bright as he ground back into Mond's body before driving deep into Littlefoot. The hands guided his body, showing him how to roll his hips. The more experienced male kept him from getting knocked away by the longneck's increasingly frantic bucking. Mond's chest vibrated with a purr as he shifted his form just right behind the younger male.

Hyp gasped and jerked against the longneck as Mond pressed into his rear. Thighs shook as his rear clenched around the invader as he pumped his seed into Littlefoot. Mond gave his neck a kiss and whispered, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Just keep going." He gave a shaky nod and pulled away, cock still jumping as he sprayed his load into the longneck. Gritting his teeth, he followed Mond's lead as the runner started to pound against his backside.

Littlefoot moaned, pulling at the bonds as he felt the combined force of the two males slamming into his backside. His cock swung under him with each buck, brushing against the mossy log before smacking his belly. A pair of hands wrapped around his cock, stroking it in opposite directions. Mutt giggled as he pressed the cock to his lips, kissing and slurping on the side of the flesh. Curling his fingers around the crown, he ground his palm against that flared crown. The longneck let out a low groan and huff, eyes rolling back in his head as he bucked between the attention that was being lavished upon him. Hyp wasn't badly hung, he just lacked technique. With Mond guiding the male, his prostate was under near constant stimulation. Clenching his teeth, the longneck bull started to snort and huff, eyes rolling in his head as he let out a deep bellow of his own. His cock leapt against Mutt's hand, cum blasting into that cupped palm. Gritting teeth, he clenched down around Hyp's cock and drove his body back against those hard thrusts.

With the longneck peaking, Hyp could finally let out a call of his own. Pounding deep, he ground and rocked against the bull as he fired a second load into that waiting ass. Mond crooned at him and leaned forward, pounding him quickly. The runner rolled his form into the climaxing male to make his climax last that much longer. He smiled and narrowed his eyes as he pulled out, stroking his cock. The runner let out a soft purr as he fired his load across that rear, marking Hyp with his seed. Hyp looked back at him with a half snarl, but stopped at the smug expression on Mond's face. He huffed, but didn't say anything as he drew out and staggered over to slump against a tree. Eyes shut most of the way as he watched Mutt stand up, stroking his heavy length.

Nod huffed, "Hey, what about me?" as he waddled over, cock swaying under him. The spikeside glared up at the pair.

Mond stroked his fingers up Littlefoot's spine. "Well, I could untie our little plaything. I don't think that he's gonna try to fight or get away is he?" Littlefoot shook his head and huffed, licking his lips slowly as he pulled against the bonds. The swiftrunner chuckles and moved to remove the bonds. "Alright, I get the feeling we'll need this log more and more as the day goes on."

Nod grinned as the longneck was released from the bonds. Littlefoot gave a slow stretch and shook out before stepping away from the log. The longneck swung his head around to look at the males that were gathering. Several fliers were gathered in the trees, each sporting erections that they were stroking. A pair of longneck bulls were approaching, looked like Brom and Grandpa, with several sharpteeth following along. "Hey!" He jerked at the yell, swinging his head around. Nod jerked his head, "Ain't gonna suck itself." Littlefoot started to say something, but the spikeside cut him off. "Don't care, just wrap your mouth around this and start gobbling." Rather than say anything, he lowered his head and moved in. Nod waddled over him, bracing his feet on the log as he exposed his cock to the longneck. Craning his head down, Littlefoot licked over the pointed tip. The spikeside snarled and rocked against the log, driving his cock deep into that muzzle. Littlefoot gagged as the member pushed across his tongue and jabbed against his throat.

Mutt stopped to stare at his friend as he mounted the longneck bull. The log creaked under Nod's powerful limbs as the spikeside drove his body against the longneck's face. He licked his lips, precum drooling onto the bull's backside as he rubbed himself against the thick backside. Nod growled and gritted his teeth as he snorted. "The fuck you doing? Fuck that ass or someone else will!" Smacking his lips, the male lowered his head and probed the longneck's freshly seeded ass. His eyes rolled in his head as he drove his cock deep into the male. A delighted shiver rolled down his back as that thick spunk coated his cock, muscled ring gripping at his fat cock. Blunt nails grabbed at the wide hips as he almost laid across the male's ass. Grabbing the longneck's thighs, he barely moved his hips as he began to fuck with hard, shallow strokes. Nod grinned as Mutt started to pound the longneck. "Yeah, boy! Ride that bitch!" He snorted and pawed at the log before starting to ram against the sucking maw.

Littlefoot huffed, closing his eyes as the male's groin smacked against his face. Lips fluttered around the pounding cock. Rolling his tongue, he pushed the cock against his teeth. Catching it between his cheek and teeth, he worked his jaw. The male huffed over him at the feel of those blunt teeth rolling against his flesh, pawing over the log. Littlefoot smirked to himself as he felt the spikeside start to thrust faster. He held back a moan as the male's precum coated his tongue. Curling his tongue around the length, he cradled it and invited it to go deeper. Hips drove back against Mutt's frantic thrusts, huffing as the surprisingly thick cock pressed against his pleasure spots. His cock shuddered as life tried to return to the spent length. Back arched as he pressed his chest to the ground, getting his head further under the one male was shoving against the other. He rolled his head as the spikeside's knot began to tap against his lips, teasing the growing bulb.

Mutt's thrusts started to come faster as he groaned, balls churning with need. His eyes were locked onto the longneck's head, watching as the bull blew his friend. Licking his lips, Mutt worked himself higher up the male's backside, feet kicking against the longneck's thighs as he almost tried to climb the bull. Littlefoot shifted under him, powerful hindlegs bending. With a new place to rest his feet, Mutt planted himself and groaned as he dug deeper, barely moving his hips with each of his thrusts. He grabbed at the longneck's body as he tried to hold on as the male bucked against him. Mutt grappled the male's tail and held on for dear lust, lowing with desire as he picked up the pace. A good buck from the longneck made him loose his balance. He tightened his grip on the tail as he slipped back before thrusting hard against the male with a groan. The stumble had knocked him loose, cock popping free. He missed his target on the next thrust, pressing his spear between his belly and the male's rear. Tightening his grip, Mutt groaned as he started to cum.

Littlefoot's cheeks flushed hot at the feel of the hot cum spraying across his backside. Huffing, he pursed his lips and kissed Nod's knot and suckled on it. A hard buck pushed that growing knot into his mouth. He moaned around the cock as he closed his lips around it and suckled on the knot. Littlefoot could feel the bulge growing with each beat of the spikeside's heart. Mutt climbed off him with a huff, leaving a sticky mess on his rear. A shiver traveled through his form at the feel of that seed cooling slowly against his body. Cheeks fluttered with each hard slurp as he worked over the male, working his lips and teeth against that knot while precum spurted down his throat.

A bite to his ass made the bull jump. A head butted into his cheek before biting again. Following the silent command, he lowered his rear. He had to drop down to his knees before the bites and butts stopped coming. A heavy weight dropped onto his rear followed by a familiar grunt. Spike drove hard against the bull, slamming his cock into that well-fucked ass with enough force that it drove the larger bull's nose into the spikeside's groin. Littlefoot's cheeks flushed hotter as he pushed back to try and get pulled away. Spike let out a growling grunt as he slammed forward again, ramming the longneck's head into Nod's gut like a battering ram. The spikeside grunted from the impact before driving back with a snarl.

A cow-like moan, muffled by the thick cock and knot, slipped up his throat. The two males almost seemed to play a reverse game of tug-of-war with him, trying to drive him back into the other. Littlefoot snorted and huffed around the cock, feeling it twitch as it grew inside of his mouth. The roughness was making his cock swell. Each hard thrust from the spiketail make blood surge into his length, that hardness returning as the two males used him.

Nod snarled at Spike, the other male looking at him with those doleful eyes and sideways grin. That look pissed him off. Leaning further over the log, he really hooked his forelimbs against the wood as he fucked the longneck's wanting mouth. Spike planted his feet right on the longneck's back and arched proudly as he fucked his friend with deep, powerful strokes. Nod was huffing and panting as the longneck worked him over, letting out a low growl as sweat rolled down his hide. There was a mocking glint in his eye as the spiketail increased his pace. His heavy body sent ripples racing up and down the longneck's body. Stepping his feet apart, Spike increased his pace and made Littlefoot moan louder. Nod swore that there was a challenge in the male's dull eyes, daring him to keep up. Gritting his teeth, the spikeside dug deeper and began to fuck the mouth harder.

Littlefoot was huffing, the breath being driven out with each of the thrusts. He wasn't sure what was going on with the male's, but each time Spike would step up his pace Nod was quick to follow. Eyes rolled back in his head as he huffed, tail pushing against the male's side as he rocked back into each thrust. Lips fluttered around the cock as his tongue rolled over the cock, teasing over the musky flesh. Nod arched and let out a call, holding Spike's gaze as his knot trembled. Littlefoot's eyes went wide as that bulge catch behind his teeth, pulsing inside of his maw as the cock began to pump its load right down his throat. Huffing, he rolled his tongue over the cock to milk the male for more of his cream. Nod huffed as he slumped forward against the log, mouth hanging open as he basked in the velvety chill of the moss. He laid half across the log, letting his gut spread out against the cool surface.

Spike groaned at the sight of the spikeside slumped forward like that. He dug his feet into the ground and used his powerful, stout legs to drive the longneck forward. Littlefoot had to contort under the relentless assault, mouth trapped around that luscious knot. His ass stung from the spiketail's unforgiving thrusts Not that his friend cared, he had a more desirable target in his sights. Pawing at the ground, he gave one hard lunge, rearing up again. Littlefoot was driven to the ground, chest shoved along the soft ground. Spike pinned Nod's forelimbs against the log as he twisted his head and brought the male into a kiss. The spikeside jerked against his embrace, eyes going wide. He let out a growl and jerked his head, but Spike had him trapped into the kiss. Nod's tongue fought against Spike's, trying to push it out of his mouth. Spike giggled into the mouth and huffed as he let his tongue wrestle with the slick, squirming muscle. Nod huffed, giving in and then relaxing into the kiss. Spike let out a grunting purr as he stepped up his game, tongue swirling and rolling over Nod's as his cock pounded Littlefoot in the ass.

He broke the kiss and let his tongue roll from his mouth as he groaned and huffed. Nod huffed, cheeks flushing as he leaned in to nuzzle Spike's jawline. "Almost there, pump this bitch full of your spunk." He let out a little growl and bit at Spike's neck, "Make him squirm as you make your mark in this cum dumpster." Spike looked at him and let out a groan before arching with a bellow. Pressing his body tight against the bull, he jerked his hips quickly as he emptied every last drop of his thick spunk into the bull-bitch. "There you go," huffed Nod as he stepped back, looking at the longneck. Littlefoot's eyes were shut as he swallowed around the length, drinking down the cum that continued to pump down his gullet. Growling, he jerked his hips back, popping that knot out of the whore's mouth. He huffed and stepped back, watching as the cock slithered out before spraying some of his seed over the male's face.

Nod shook out and grunted as he dropped to all fours. "Gonna get some water. Bit parched after fucking that bitch." He waddled down towards the lake shore with a huff, cock swaying under him with each step. Spike smirked as he stepped away, studded cock popping out of the well-fucked bitch. He giggled to himself as he padded after Nod, thick tail swaying with each step. Littlefoot lifted his head and licked his lips, tasting the spikeside's cream. A little smile flicked across his lips as he heard Nod call out from the water, followed by some splashing and a loud grunt.

Littlefoot let out a tired huff as he rolled onto his side with a groan. His eyes shut as he simply breathed and let the moist, cool earth soak against his side. He lay there for a long moment before a sprinkle of water hit his cheek. Opening an eye, he saw Mond standing over him with a leaf. The runner dipped his fingers into the bowl-shaped leaf and splashed him with some more water. "Wakey wake, we're not done yet." Kneeling in front of him, Mond tipped the leaf to give him a nice long drink. The cool, crisp water washed away the thick taste that had coated his tongue for some time now. Mond handed the leaf back to Hyp, claiming another from the male. "Go fill that up for me."

Hyp snorted, "What do I look like?"

"A waterboy. Now, go fetch another drink of water or I'll tell Topsy you want to bend over for him." Hyp's cheeks turned bright red as he huffed and stomped off to the lake, grumbling under his breath. Mond smirked as he washed off Littlefoot's face and gave him another long drink. "As if I'd tell Topsy that. Little bitch like Hyp's gotta work up to the big daddy, hmm?" He winked and chuckled, drawing a laugh from Littlefoot. "How you holding up?"

Littlefoot rolled onto his side, cock semi-erect and aching. "Feeling a bit worn down to be honest."

Mond chuckled softly, "I'm betting. Well, you're just about halfway there. Just gotta stick in there."

His eyes widened as he choked on the water. "H-halfway? What do you mean halfway?"

The runner pulled the water back and smirked to to longneck as he tilted his head. "Well, the skystar hasn't quite reached its daily peak yet. And there's many more males waiting on your attentions." His gaze shifted as a low thudding came towards them. "Speaking of which, sounds like there's some more coming."

Littlefoot trembled, recognizing that deep thudding. "Might need to prop myself on the log."

"Probably a good idea."

Rolling over, he rose up onto his shaky legs with a huff. The longneck wobbled and blinked as blood rushed from his head, swaying where he stood. He smacked his lips and looked around at the gathered males, cheeks flushing brighter as he picked out out the trio of his Grandpa, father, and brother all watching. Shorty smirked and made a kissing face at him before turning just enough to flash his erection. That blush crept up across Littlefoot's neck and across his cheeks. He shook out as he steadied himself and turned towards the log.

A large head shoved under his body and lifted him up, almost tossing him. The longneck yelped as his rear was flipped up into the air. He came down with a grunt and a wheeze, landing hard on the log. Except this time he was facing the opposite direction he had been before. The log cracked and snapped under his sudden weight before breaking, dropping him to the ground. Littlefoot huffed and gasped for air as he looked around. Redclaw's gaze swept over him, the male leering at him with that permanent grin of his as he stepped over the log. Even broken, it kept the longneck's rear lifted high enough for the sharptooth male. Redclaw easily swing a leg up over the log before half-crouching.

"Hey, Littlefoot!" His head snapped around at the voice, coming face to face with Chomper. The male grinned at him, thick tail swaying behind him.

He licked his lips, "Hey, Chompeeeer!" Littlefoot arched and gasped as the older sharptooth rove his cock in to the very hilt with the first thrust. The younger male let out a purring growl and stepped to the side, angling his head to watch as his elder began to fuck the longneck. He licked his lips and moaned at the sight of that thick cock plowed deep into the male. Redclaw grumbled something as he arched and rolled his hips, letting those ridges along his length press and grind against the bitch's insides. Chomper huffed, "I know, I'm watching." Tongue slid over his lips slowly as he groaned, "I'm watching." Positioned as he was, Littlefoot could see the sharptooth's cock lift and slap against his belly. Hips rolled slowly as he ground his tip against his belly. "Oh I'm watching." Littlefoot groaned, eyes narrowing against each of the hard smacks from the male's thrusts. Redclaw rocked him into the log as his powerful form plowed into the longneck's rear. Huffs came from the bull as he was worked over, cock grinding between his belly and the soft moss.

Chomper shuffled on his feet, hips rolling just a bit as he groaned. Precum began to drip from the sharptooth's cock as he rumbled out more of growling noise. The shuffling turned into a shift as the male approached that panting head.

Littlefoot groaned, head rolling on the log as he was fucked by the male with quick, short bucks. A deep growl washed over him as Redclaw dug deeper, smacking his groin against the longneck's lifted ass. Littlefoot tossed his head and let out a cry, tongue rolling from his mouth as he was rocked by the brutal fucking. His breath was driven from his lungs by each slam. Eyes opened just a touch as the powerful musk of a predator filled his senses. Chomper's crotch filled his vision, that raging erection coming towards his maw. Littlefoot arched and opened his mouth, stretching his mouth out towards that eager member.

Redclaw snarled and lunged forward, forcing the longneck's rear to lift higher. Heavy jaws snapped close enough to his head that he stilled as his heart leapt. Even with his simple grasp of the sharptooth language, he couldn't make out what the elder male was saying. Whatever it was, it made the younger adult back away with a grumble, Chomper's head dropping submissively. Redclaw continued to growl for a moment, tail smacking against the log. Jaws opened slowly as that massive head twisted and closed around Littlefoot's neck. Dangerously sharp teeth scraped over his neck as the male drew back until his tip was just barely inside of the bull. His growl rolled over the trapped longneck as he hammered forward. It too a couple thrusts before Littlefoot was starting to moan again, pleasure overcoming his panic. Redclaw licked over his neck, almost as if in apology for startling him, only to turn around and tighten his hold a bit more.

The male's thrusts were slower than before. Didn't meant they lost any of that strength. Even contorting as he was to keep that hold on Littlefoot's neck, Redclaw was still more than capable of sending sensuous shocks rolling up his body. Littlefoot's body arched up towards the fearsome male as he cried out, body shaking. He came, cock jerking as he spilled his seed across his gut and the log. Redclaw's growl seemed to take on a pleased note as he continued to pound away. The longneck groaned, wanting to bite his bottom lip as he was urged higher and higher. Except that he could never close his mouth due to the weary panting.

Redclaw's growled took on a demanding note as he fucked the male. Legs kicked and pushed weakly against the log, but the longneck couldn't begin to work back against the domineering predator. The sharptooth let out a snarl and pounded faster, shorter, harder, demanding more from the male. Littlefoot tried to lift and push, but his limbs gave out on him, dumping him back down to the log. The jaws pulled away from his neck as the male let out a disgusted snort. Arching back, the sharptooth peered down at the prone longneck with a smug smirk. He delivered several more sharp pounds, drawing another cry from the longneck as his rear clenched rhythmically as Redclaw eeked out a second weaker climax. Littlefoot slumped forward as he felt the male pull out and start cum across his backside. Redclaw arched and rocked his hips, hot cum splashing all the way up Littlefoot's back and up between his shoulders. Head rolling, the longneck's cheeks flushed hotly as a stray spurt landed across his face.

Licking his lips, Redclaw backed away before turning. He grunted at Chomper before stomping over to a clear spot where he could lean against a tree. With permission granted, the younger male charged at the longneck bull and vaulted the prone male. The ground shook as he hit the ground and spun around. Claws tore at the ground as he shuffled his feet before lunged forward. Littlefoot arched and breathed out a groan as the cock speared into his well-used hole. Chomper groaned, a shiver racing through his form as that cum squelched out around his cock, oozing down onto the log. More than eager to get started, the sharptooth began to pound against Littlefoot with short, rapid thrusts. Heavy, wet smacks filled the clearing as Chomper let out a low roar that was equal parts moan and growl.

His roar lifted in volume quickly as the sharptooth's body jerked and pressed flush against the longneck. The younger male, having been made to wait for so long, was on a hair trigger. What he lacked in longevity, he made up for in sheer volume. Hot, thick spunk leaked from around his cock as it leapt inside of the tight rear. Head dropped a bit as Chomper breathed out a groan, teeth chattering as he emptied his mighty balls into Littlefoot. Redclaw chuffed out a laugh at the younger male, eyes closing most of the way as he shook his head. Chomper's cheeks flushed hot as he looked back at his elder. "Well that's why we're here isn't it?" The older male rolled his head and snarled something. "Yeah yeah, I'll get there."

Mond tapped his lip and smirked at the exchange between the two. "Should we take a break before the last of us go on?"

Shorty almost charged the swiftrunner, thundering forward before pulling back and pawing at the ground. "Why the fuck should I wait?" Rolling his eyes, Mond simply looked over at Littlefoot, the bull laying on the ground with his eyes rolled back, chest heaving as he snored. "So? Awake or asleep I'll fuck that little pussy's ass."

A tail smacked into his side, sending Shorty tumbling ass over head. Brom turned around slowly, the tip of his tail whip cracking as the prime bull let out a low grumble. "You'll get your turn soon enough. Just wait your turn." He breathed out a low snort, "If you're so eager that you'd fuck a sleeping partner, then get out of my sight and take care of it yourself."

Shorty scrambled onto all fours quickly, cheeks flushed as he huffed. "No Brom, I can wait."

Brom let out a low snort, "Then we break for a while."

Littlefoot clawed his way up from the darkness of sleep. He rolled his head with a soft groan and cracked open one of his eyes before prying open the other. Littlefoot worked his tongue around a his dry mouth and smacked his lips. "Ah there you go, was wondering how long you'd be out." Mond sat another leaf down in front of Littlefoot. "Drink up, I'll get you some greens." Littlefoot dipped his head into the water and sipped slowly, eyes drooping still. The runner came back a moment later with an armful of greens.

Rolling his head, the longneck nibbled at the offered foods. "How long have I been out?"

Mond rolled his shoulders in a shrug, "Not long. The others are still more than ready for their turns when you're ready to go on." The longneck's cheeks flushed as he dipped his head to nibble at the food. "Actually surprised that you were able to keep going as long as you did. Would have worn me out before long with the way they were going about it."

"So I'm going to be a legendary whore then?" Littlefoot chewed at the edge of the leaf bowl before sipping the cool water.

The runner let out a soft chuckle, "If you want to be, then yes. Or you could be someone that helps keep the peace in the valley. Aren't enough females to go around so the males here do need a little something to keep things calm around here." Mond rolled his shoulders in a shrug as he purred, "Or you could just hook up with that lovely little girl of yours and raise many fat children. Entirely up to you."

Littlefoot looked at the gathered males and shivered as he straightened up and got back onto his feet. "Well, why don't we get back to the fun stuff before we get onto the heavier things?" He saw Shorty looking from the elders over towards him. Littlefoot smirked to himself as he pushed at his adoptive brother. A shiver went through the other male's body, his cock dropping almost instantly. He rolled his shoulders slowly and stretched out aching limbs. "Gonna make me stand over here waiting all day, Shorty? Or you gonna get over here and take your turn with it all?" His adoptive brother jumped at the sound of his name and blinked, eyes fogged with the lust that Littlefoot was whipping up through his body. "Guess you're just busy over there playing with yourself then. Wonder who wants to be next then."

Shorty snarled as he thundered over on stiff legs. "I'll show you playing with myself." The male reared, cock aiming at him like a lance as he stalked forward on his hind legs. Littlefoot turned, swinging his tail to the side and bracing himself. His adopted brother came down with a grunt, bodies slapping hard against each other. Jaws clamped down on his neck, blunt teeth biting down with bruising force as the male hopped forward. The blunt tip of his ram slammed into his back gate and pushed through. Shorty groaned into Littlefoot's neck as he drove himself in to the very root. The other male shuddered at the feel of his brother wrapped around his cock. He held himself vent-deep inside of the bull and groaned.

Littlefoot rolled his head to look back with a smirk and a huff as he clenched his rear. "Already having to take a breather? I must be better than I thought I was."

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Shorty's cheeks brighten with a blush as the male growled around his neck, "Shut up." Jaws tightened hard enough to bruise his skin, "Gonna fuck you like the cow you are!" proclaimed his adopted brother. Shorty jerked his hips back before hammering Littlefoot.

He braced himself against the thrust, pushing back into it with a groan, "You kinda move like a cow, and you're grunting like one, Shorty." The male growled and hammered him again. The sound of heavy impacts filled the air as Shorty increased his pace. There was no attempt to pace himself. Shorty was going for an all out rutting. He hammered nearly his full length in and out with each of his thrusts. Precum added to the mess left by the other males, making the longneck's breeder slip and slide through his back passage easily. Littlefoot breathed out a moan and rocked back into the thrusts. He smiled and licked his lips as he pushed at the male's blazing lusts. Powerful muscles clenched around the cock, squeezing down on it as the pair groaned. Littlefoot's cock was swaying with each buck, swinging far enough to smack his belly one way before brushing against the grass the other. Lips trembled with a croon as he lowered his head a bit, submitting in the same way that a heated female would.

That was the last straw for Shorty. Jaws tightened for a brief moment before tossing his head back and calling out. That heavy cock jumped inside of his rump as he pumped his heavy load into Littlefoot. Shorty trembled and shook as he gave up every last drop of that pent up load. He'd been waiting almost all day to get another shot at Littlefoot's rear. Add in watching his brother getting rutted like a good little cow... Well, it it left him feeling rather lightheaded by the time he was done. The longneck huffed and shuffled backwards until his softening length fell out. Like a cork being pulled from a bottle, his length popped out and allowed a gush of thick spunk to run out of Littlefoot's rear.

Littlefoot licked over his lips at the feel of that hot cream running down his thighs. He peered over his shoulder at the other bull. "Just gonna leave me hanging like this?" He tsked playfully, "Even Hyp was able to make me pop."

Shorty's cheeks flushed hotly, "Hey! Lift that tail up again and I'll fuck you raw you slutty little cow!" He snarled and reared again, his cock retreating into his slit despite his words.

Brom snorted, his deep voice rolling across the pair. "Enough you two. Shorty, you had your chance so just step back and watch how a real bull does it." Littlefoot's eyes went wide as he swung his head around to look at his father. The male truly was a bull in his prime. His massive breeder swaying with each step. The length was massive and girthy, thick veins throbbing with each beat of the bull's heart. Even though he was a young adult now, his father was still massive compared to him. In more ways than one. Brom rolled his head and smirked as his thick tail swayed behind him. "Bit bigger than the males your used to, eh kiddo? Might wanna wrap your mouth around this for a moment before I fuck your rear and break you in properly."

Topsy snorted, "And what do you think I was doing earlier?"

"Getting him loosened up for the real male to step in, Topps. Now sit back and watch how a real male handles breaking in a herd cow." He trundled closer and rumbled at his son. "Now, get to it." Licking over his lips, Littlefoot moved in and lowered his head. Craning his neck out, the male leaned in under his father and licked over the cock slowly. The older bull's cock was coated with precum. His taste was deep and flavorful, boldly stating his virility. A rumbling purr washed over Littlefoot's body as Brom savored the feel of that tongue bathing over his length. The prime bull didn't buck. Didn't jerk his hips. His cock barely even moved as Littlefoot ran his tongue over the surface. Brom merely stood there, tall and proud, as he was serviced by the eager male-cow.

It was the way he stood there, fully expecting to receive the pleasure without having to put forward effort, that made Littlefoot start to squirm. This was a male that, rightly so, was used to being pleased at a moment's notice. Eyes flicked over the length as his tongue followed his gaze. That heavy lengthy swayed as his tongue bathed over the flesh, veins throbbing. A heavy scent tickled his nose and drew his attention down the length. His tongue reached the tip right as a heavy drop of precum rolled from that breeder. Littlefoot could only moan as his tongue swept up that jewel clear liquid. He breathed out a trembling moan as his jaw dropped open. Lips pressed to the wide head as he kissed it, tongue bathing over the male's cum slit. Littlefoot stood there for a long moment as he kissed and licked over the head. Brom gave only the slightest of bucks. That scant movement was enough to rock the longneck cow's head back as the fat cock tried to push in.

Littlefoot pushed his head against the cock, but the prime male's breeder was too thick to take. He moaned against the head and began to wiggle his head back and forth. Slowly, but surely, his lips began to stretch as he did his best to accommodate the massive male. He huffed as his jaws stretched impossibly wide around that tree-like cock. His eyes were watering as he began to work his mouth further down the cock. It was hurting so good as he felt that massive post throb inside of his mouth. Precum ran right from the member down his throat. He swallowed around it and moaned as that thick treat rolled down his throat, preparing the way for the thickness that followed. Brom's rumble turned into a deep groan as Littlefoot worked his father's breeder down his throat. His neck bulged with the sheer amount of cock being stuffed down it, muscles visibly rolling around the member. Pride swelled as he actually got his father to buck his hips, the male grunting over him. "There you go," he praised his offspring, "get a good taste of that breeder you dirty cock whore" The combination of that flattery and the put down made the younger male's cock leap against his belly with a resounding smack.

Brom stepped away from the cock sucker with a nearly silent groan. His member broke free of that mouth with a heavy pop, leaving Littlefoot gasping with his tongue hanging out. A streamer of saliva connected him to the member for a long moment before snapping as the much larger male moved his bulky form around. The younger adult didn't have to be told what to do as his father moved over him. Hips arched and rolled backwards as his thick tail swung up and away to exposed his rear. Twisting his head back, he began to pant as that thickness swung towards him. His tail arched higher as that member slid along its underside. The burning warmth spread across his body as that fat crown scraped over his hide before zeroing right in on his pucker. A rock from those powerful hips sent Littlefoot sliding forward.

Feet dug into the ground as the bull-bitch shoved back against the next buck. Cock head pressed against thick hide. Precum spread against the rump as Brom began to deliver shorter thrusts. The big bull grunted as he tried to spread open that tight hole with his breeding stick. Littlefoot gritted his teeth with a groan as he pushed and shoved backwards, feet digging into the soil. Brom's member was a real battering ram, gradually forcing his back gate to accept it through a relentless assault. Resistance was useless, if pleasurable, as that member broke past the entrance and surged forward. Littlefoot cried out in rapture as that member was plunged deep into his ass. Body shook under the bull as he began to cum almost instantly.

The prime bull grunted, a slight smile spreading across his lips, as he felt that tight hole clenching hard around him. It'd been a while since he'd taken a cow this much smaller than him. And usually if he did, they were more active in rocking back and forth. Like that valley-dwelling swimmer. Hoo boy, she could get up under him and ride for the longest time before coming up for air. But that was a matter to think on at another time. One when he didn't have a different, just as eager, fuck toy wanting his seed. Gritting his teeth, he rocked his form back before pounding forward.

Littlefoot gasped, chest nearly dropping to the ground as that cock head stretched his pucker before getting slammed deeper into his rear. Cum from the other males, displaced by the sheer size of Brom's member, began to leak down his thighs, adding to the growing mess underfoot. Planting his feet nice and wide, the young adult started to rock back into that big male. Low grunts sounded from one, answered by lustful cries from the other, as they worked together to try and fit as much of that meat into the receptacle. Littlefoot lifted himself up on shaking limbs, huffing as he started to put his entire body into rocking back with each of the male's thrusts. Feet dug into the ground and slipped through the mud as the prime bull began to fuck him with deep strokes. His cock twitched as every last drop of his cum was milked out of his form.

The scent of a male's musk tickled at his nose. Not his and not his father's, the scent was more matured, mellowed. "Going to leave me waiting?" came a soft chuckle. Eyes cracked open, spotting his grandfather standing with his side against Brom's. The older male's cock hung nice and low, pulsing with its need. Grandpa swayed form side to side, that aged breeder swinging under him. Littlefoot moaned and stretched his neck needily towards the length. Lips brushed against the cock. A low purr came from the older male as his father joined in swaying. The cock in his rear shifted inside of him, brushing against different areas inside of his tight ass. Cheeks flushed as the younger male let out a throaty groan as his lips pressed tight against the cock. His tongue caught the length before it could be pulled away. Pressing his lips to the length, he sucked hard and drew it into his mouth with a groan. Now that he had experience with a male, it was easier for him to wedge the cock into his mouth. Grandpa breathed out a bellowing groan as aged hips rocked forward.

With a cock stretching him nice and wide from either end, the young bull was in bliss. Stretched lips worked around the thickness as he swallowed the precum. Rear arched and lifted as he drove his body back towards the prime bull, inviting the length deeper into his rear. His body shifted and rocked as best he could manage, each male adding their own thrusts to work those members deeper into his trembling form. Being speared from either end woke up his cock like nothing else could have. He groaned, throat stretched wide and ass stretched wider. Tears were streaming down his cheeks as he eagerly swallowed, the tip of Grandpa's cock wedged into his throat and feeding the elder's precum right down his gullet. His throat rolled and pulled against the cock, coaxing it deeper and begging for the heavy load he knew was waiting. Likewise, his rear was driving back, trying to take every inch of that member that was waiting to be buried into him.

Brom arched his back and breathed out a groan, licking his lips. The elder swung his head and groaned, "Takes after his mother doesn't he?"

The lead bull nodded his head with a chuff, "She could get me so worked up and he's well on his way to follow her path." Licking his lips, he arched his spine as that cock flared, balls churning with his cream. "He's got her eyes. Those soft, doleful eyes that begged you to just empty every last drop of cum into his body."

Aged lips brushed against his, "Every last drop and then some." Grandpa tilted hi head with a groan as he kissed the younger bull. Brom let out an almost growling noise as he embraced the kiss with some force. Lips pressed against the elder's hard enough to bruise as his tongue drove deep into the mouth, sweeping over blunt teeth. The two bulls rocked their hips faster, driving their breeders deep into the longneck impaled on their girths. Muscles clenched around the members and drew them deeper as he began to cum again.

Grandpa tried to break away from the kiss, but Brom growled and pushed his head forward, not allowing the male to pull away. Tongue pushed deeper into the mouth and wrestled with the elder's. A trembled raced through the wrinkled hide before he jerked with a muffled groan. Brom let out a deep groan, something near a purr, as he arched proudly and began to fill his son full of his thick spunk.

Littlefoot's head was reeling as he came a second time, eyes rolling back in his head as he huffed around the thick cock. He could only stand there as he felt the elder's length swell inside of his throat, that wide tip flaring before it erupted. Throat bulged around the cock as Littlefoot tried to gulp down the massive load. He managed to gulp down a spurt or two before it overwhelmed him. Throat rolled as he gagged, cum leaking out of stretched lips. The determined cocksucker stayed down for a long as he could before the demand for air made him draw back with a heavy gasp. Cum blasted over his face and neck as he groaned, shaking with the purest of lusts. His hide was repainted by the elder, leaving him gasping and huffing as thick seed rolled down his hide.

He barely had a chance to take a breath before the massive pole in his rear jumped hard enough to almost lift him upwards. Hot cum rushed into his body, filling every inch of his insides with the first spray. Thighs shook as he clenched, trying his best to hold in every drop that his father pumped into his form. Littlefoot let out a plaintiff mew and dropped to his knees as the male just kept cumming. Burning cream started to leak out of his stretched rear despite his best efforts, sliding down his thighs in thick drops to splat on the ground. Even on his knees, he could only stay up for so long before simply dropping. Brom's cock came free with a loud plop, adding to the mess that was staining his hide. Littlefoot huffed as he lay there on his belly, legs stretched out as he blinked tiredly. A soft, cooing purr came from the longneck as his form sank into the muck just a bit. Lifting his shaky head, he looked around as the longneck bulls moved away from the freshly bred bull-bitch. "So, who's next?" he asked with a shaking grin.

The sun was going down when Littlefoot shuffled back to his nesting area. His hide was still damp with water, having spent the last be being scrubbed clean by Mond and Hyp, all while Mo worked on him from underneath. His hide was sparkling clean and bore a slight minty scent. A courtesy from the runner who declared he didn't need to go to bed smelling of a dozen males. Ali's head snapped up as he pushed through some brush. "Where have you been?" she asked, voice carrying a mix of worry and anger.

Littlefoot gave a little smile, "Sorry, had a run in with some sharpteeth and a few other things. Just managed to get cleaned up." He moved in and nuzzled her neck, "Nothing bad though."

She breathed out a soft sigh and a purr as she nuzzled up into his neck. "I'm not mad, just worried. Worried and wanting..." Soft lips brushed against his jaw and worked their way down his neck. The bull rolled his head back and groaned, half in need and half from the ache radiating from his overused privates. So this is what Grandpa had warned him about while they cleaned up. Well, he had a job to do, one that he enjoyed, and he wasn't going to let anyone down. Breathing out a purr, he began to nuzzle his way down Ali's neck and spine, smiling at the way her tail began to hike. Every path had to start somewhere, and he knew just where his was going to end.

Time to get started.