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"This is it, boys!" Skipper says confidently as he emerges from the hatch in his habitat, standing on the ice platform, looking at the main gates of the zoo.

"What's going on now, Skipper?" Private asks he lands next to Skipper. Kowalski flips out of the hatch, closing it before he lands at Skipper's right side. Rico lands on his chest, scurrying to his feet, standing next to Private.

"We talked about this, Private! Today's visitation day. We're about to be pummeled with gorgeous, delicious, nutritious..." Skipper carries on, losing track of what he was saying, his beak hanging open slightly as he imagines.

"The kids are going to throw fish to us," Kowalski says to Private as Skipper shakes his head, coming to.

"Right! Okay! So, we do the traditional smile and wave, then, right?" Private smiles.

"Oh no. Today we're going to try something kind of new," Skipper announces.

"New? Have we practiced anything?" Kowalski asks, pulling out his clipboard, flipping through pages.

"Number thirty seven, boys," Skipper grins.

Rico gasps, "Wha!?"

"Thirty seven? But Skipper..." Private stammers.

"Thirty seven. Skipper, we haven't done that since..." Kowalski worries as Rico shivers and babbles incoherently about how they shouldn't do it.

"Thirty seven, boys. Thirty. Seven."

In a spring of action, Skipper dives into the little mote around their ice patch. Kowalski, Rico, and Private follow suit, worried and whimpering, knowing that they weren't prepared.

"Get ready! The kids are coming - I can hear them!" Skipper bubbles. Kowalski and Private look to each other, then to Rico, gulping.

"Where are they?" a child asks.

"There's no penguins here!" another cries.

"Skipper, they're going to leave!" Kowalski says in a small panic.

"On my mark, gentlemen..." Skipper says, "and... now!"

The penguins swam full speed up to the surface of their habitat, bursting from the water.

"Wow! Look!" one of the children exclaimed as the penguins did many twists and turns in the air, diving and springing up from the water again.

The penguins perform their majestic, acrobatic water show, causing the children to go insane with cheers, throwing zoo-approved fish into their habitat.

As the fish pile up, the four penguins land safely on their ice platform, waving their flippers at the children who continue to cheer and smile, laughing at the penguins' awesome performance.

Julien, a ring-tailed lemur, hears the cheering from his habitat. His right-hand, Maurice, hands Julien a crown made from tropical leaves and a hard plastic base.

"Look at those penguins, Maurice! Doing their flippy-floppity swimmy thingy!" Julien complains, crossing his arms, "They're thinking they are to be better than me?"

"Well, Julien, they're penguins... they can swim like that. Besides, the kids throw fish, and..."

"Well, they are penguins - they can swim that way if they are wanting the fish," Julien repeats, claiming the thought as his own as he usually does. "I am wanting the fruits! Perhaps if we can wow the children, they will be throwing the fruit to me!"

"How are we gonna pull that off?"

"We will use the house of bouncing, Maurice!"

"Bouncing? I like bouncing!" Mort spouts, zipping out from behind Julien.

"Not you - you're not getting to bounce, you will only be getting in my way," Julien says snarkily.

"Oh..." Mort says, hanging his head.

"Okay, you can bounce... but you cannot be jumping higher than me. I am the king and nobody is higher than the king."

"Okay!" Mort says happily, scurrying over to the large bouncy-hut - a large children's bounce-castle with a picture of Julien's face at the peak. A piece of zoo merchandise.

"Julien - eh...King Julien, isn't this a little extreme? I mean... what if they don't throw any fruit?" Maurice asks, heading to the bouncy-castle with Julien.

"Nonsense! You are being the negative nancy. We do the flippy-floppity like the penguins, and the children with be throwing the fruit inside, and I'll have many fruits!" Julien said, confident and sure of himself.

"I don't think we've ever accumulated this many fish, Skipper! You're a genius!" Kowalski smiles, taking note of the fish quota on his clipboard. Private pokes Skipper's side, "Uh... Skipper. What is Julien doing over there? He might hurt himself."

"What do you mean - oh, what's that ignoramus up to this time?" Skipper says, slapping Rico in the stomach, causing him to burp up a pair of binoculars.

Skipper looks into them, watching as Julien, Mort, and Maurice hop and attempt to do flips and turns in their bouncy-castle.

"They're trying to steal our routine, but there's no way they can... wait, what's that?" Skipper says, looking closer. Maurice's large frame knocks into Julien's shoving him against a wall of the castle, flinging him about the inside, slamming him downward onto the rubbery floor. Mort trips over Julien's feet and of course, Julien becomes offended.

"Watch the royal feet, Mort! You are not having the permission to be touching the royal..." Julien slams into Maurice who slams Julien back to the ground of the bouncy-castle, bouncing him hard and sending him projectile, out of the habitat and over the penguins' ice patch.

"Wha? Haha - bye-bye!" Rico laughs, waving a flipper.

"Well, can't say he didn't have that one coming," Skipper said, grinning.

"We should at least go see if he's okay. He could be...ouch!" Private shrieks as Julien's crown drops from the sky, hitting Private on the head.

The crown bounces off of Private's head and lands in Rico's flippers.

"What in the name of pickled herring is going on?" Skipper says, nabbing the crown from Rico's flippers, "Boys, let that be a lesson to ol' Ringtail. If he wants to try and steal something of ours, we'll just have to keep something of his and see how he likes it."

"He flew this way!" Mort cries out to Maurice as they skitter across habitat fences and over benches, looking for their king. Maurice stops and perks up his wide ears, listening around for any signs of Julien.

"I can hear him. He's in the gorilla habitat. We'd... we'd better go quick before he gets pummeled like last time."

"Save the king from pummeling! We are coming, Julien!" Mort squeals, racing off to rescue is darling king.

When Mort and Maurice arrive to the gorilla habitat, Julien is already trying to negotiate with the gorillas, trying to get some of their fruit.

"If you are to be giving them to me now, I will allow you the privilege of being my body guards, to be protecting the royal body from harm," Julien says proudly as the two gorillas, large and buff, look at him with annoyance.

"Julien!" Mort cries, "Ju-li-eeeen!"

"Not now mort! Can you not see that I am negotiating so I can be eating the bananas?"

"There's no chance, Lemur. Just leave now and we'll let you stay in one piece," said one of the gorillas, a large silverback, his nostrils flared.

"I am hearing the proposal, and I am understanding you, but what I do not understand is why you are not giving me the fruits... as you can be seeing, I am the king of..." Julien points up between his ears at his uncovered skull.

Maurice scurries into the habitat, just as Julien realizes he is without his crown.

"I... I am a king, gentlemonkeys, I promise!" Julien sweats, looking under his tail and under his feet for his beloved crown.

"Julien, they're getting angrier!" Maurice warns, "Thanks for having us, sorry about the sudden drop-in!" Maurice says nervously as he pulls out a very nervous Julien up and over the habitat fance.

"Where! Where is the royal crown! I cannot be seen in the public with my head being... expose-ed!"

"The penguins have..." Mort says, being interrupted by Maurice.

"Maybe you dropped it when you went flying out of the castle?"

"The penguins..." Mort says again.

"I cannot be seen this way! Find it! You'll be to finding it now!"

"King Julien?" Mort says, tapping gently on Julien's knee.

"What?! What is it you tiny pest?! Can you not see that your king is in the frenzy mode? I am without my crown and you want to be poke-poke-poking me? What is it?!"

"The penguins have a hat that looks like your crown!" Mort says, his eyes growing larger, "I am sorry, King Julien, I... I just like your knees."

"Maurice, take this little thing back to our home. I have to be speaking to the penguins."

Full of fish, Private, Rico, Kowalski, and Skipper all lay about with protruded bellies. All four of them fast asleep, Skipper stirs and mumbles, having what seems to be quite a vivid dream.

"Oh... n-no I couldn't... is... your father watching, Sweetheart? Heh... heh-heh!" Skipper mumbles, his feet twitching about.

Julien sneaks over the habitat fence and onto the ice patch, carefully lifting the hatch to the penguin's underground lair.

"Where is that penguin with my crown?" Julien mutters to himself as he trips down the latter, landing in a pile of fish.

"Ugh! It is stinking of the rotten, fishy smell!" Julien whispers to himself, "I have to be staying quiet... I can't wake the penguins. Now, where is my... ah!"

Julien sees Skipper wearing the crown, sleeping in his bottom bunk, stirring and grinning a rather dirty grin.

"Someone looks to be having the good dreams, hehe," Julien says, tiptoeing slowly to Skipper, crawling gently over his belly, reaching slowly for his crown.

"Oh... you can touch it as long as you want, Miss...heh heh!" Skipper mumbles, wrapping his flippers around Julien, who scuffs his foot across Skipper's belly, slipping off balance.

Skipper snorts and slowly opens his eyes, Julien inches away from his face.

"Ringtail! What do you think you're doing? Thought you could sneak in here, eh?"

"No, I was knowing I could sneak in!" Julien whispers angrily, "To be getting my crown!"

"You tried stealing our routine!"

"It was not having your name on it!"

"This crown doesn't have yours on it!"

Julien grits his teeth and reaches for the crown, snatching it off Skipper's head. "Give it to me!"

"H-hey! Easy there!" Skipper says, his heart racing as he realizes the aftermath of his dream.

"I will be leaving now with my...geh!" Julien freezes in place, feeling a rather warm, sharp object poking his rear, "What is... ugh, please tell to me that this is not what I am thinking it to be, nasty birdy."

"I uh... I was just... it was a dream and..."

"You are a gross penguin! It is exactly as I was thinking it to be!" Julien says, struggling to back off Skipper.

"N-no, don't go that way... y-you'll... ungh!"

Julien and Skipper stare at each other awkwardly. Julien's attempt at getting off of Skipper only resulted in Skipper's erect member to slide further inside Julien's anus, penetrating him deeply, making them both blush.

"Well... honestly, it's not being that bad..."

"I... I'm not sure how to feel about this, Ringtail."

Julien and Skipper stare in silence for what seems like forever until Julien moves his hips slowly.

"What... are you doing?" Skipper whispers.

"This position, it makes me feel wanting_and _needing to be doing this. I say let's just go with it." Julien says, his eyes drooping closed halfway as he feels his anus filling with Skipper's cock.

Skipper bites his lower beak and stretches out his little legs, his webbed toes curling slightly, "This... this is unauthorized action of... of... agh!" Skipper moans.

"Now penguin, just relax and be letting me do this, okay? Then later we can be talking about my crown."

Julien slowly rode Skipper's cock, his tailhole stretching around Skipper's girth. Grinding and moaning softly, Julien reaches down in front of himself, spreading open the fur of his crotch, revealing a wet, swollen vagina with an erect, pulsating clitoris.

Julien massages his clit as he rides Skipper faster, trying to keep himself quiet as to not wake the other penguins.

"Y-you're... i-insane, Julien... but..." Skipper moans, his hips starting to thrust as beads of precum slowly fill Julien's ass. As Julien rides up and down, the precum acts as a lubricant, allowing Skipper to penetrate deeper.

"Oh, dirty birdy! I can feel it growing inside of me. And to be thinking this whole time, you acted like you were hating me."

"I... I don't like you! I just... ah... Oh, God, you're tight, monkey-boy!" Skipper places his flippers on Julien's sides, guiding him up and down a little faster.

Their hearts pounded as Skipper fucked Julien's tight ass, watching him finger himself deeply, pulling out strands of thick, shining juices.

"I'm... I'm going to cum!" Julien gasps, whispering in deep moans.

"I... m-me too... I... I swear if you tell a-anyone... I'll ring your little... m-monkey... neck!" Skipper moans, thrusting harder and faster, his member pulsating with pleasure as the precum dampens Julien's fur, making it all the more slippery.

"I'm... I'm going to..." Julien's breath becomes heavier and faster, "I'm... I'm cumming! A-agh!" Julien moans, spraying his cum all over Skipper's beak and chest. "Agh...Mmgh, I... had no idea that the dirty birdy liked me so mgh... so much." Julien blushed, cum flowing from his entrance onto Skipper's feathers.

"I'm not done, Ringtail," Skipper muttered, pushing Julien to the floor and getting out of bed. He flips Julien to his stomach and spreads open his wet, leaking pussy. "Oh, yeah, this'll do just nicely."

Julien watches in worry as Skipper positions himself, lining up his hard cock with his sopping wet entrance. Soon, Julien felt a deep, thick stab shooting to his belly. Skipper is fucking him from behind.

"Yeah! You like that, monkey?" Skipper taunts, groaning and thrusting deeply into Julien's wet pussy, slapping his feathery balls against Julien's clit.

Julien grips his fingers and toes, moaning with his face to the floor, his ears down and mouth wide open, trying hard to be quiet.

"This... is feeling so...good!" Julien pants, raising his ass higher so Skipper can fuck deeper. Skipper slaps Julien's ass with his right flipper, making Julien jerk a bit, shoving him further back onto Skipper's hard, sharp cock.

Skipper spreads Julien's legs apart with his flippers and slams his cock harder, tilting his head back, spraying his cum hard as he thrusts in and out of Julien's pussy, his cum flowing out of both of them.

Skipper rips his cock from Julien's stretched, dampened slit, a string of cum connected to them.

Julien grins as he reaches up with his feet, much like hands, and grasps Skipper's hard, throbbing cock.

"What... what're you doing? I just came," Skipper whispers, looking back at Kowalski, who stirs in his sleep, "You'll wake someone up - we need to be quiet! You can go now!"

"Oh no, little pervert penguin," Julien whispers, stroking skipper with both feet, covering his toes with hot, silky cum, "I am not done. I am needing more of the pleasure!"

Julien strokes faster at Skipper's cock, watching it spew cum onto his fur. He strokes faster and a little harder, Watching Skipper's eyes close halfway, listening to his hard breathing.

"Yes... isn't that feeling nice?" Julien taunts, wrapping his tail around the base of Skipper's shaft, squeezing hard as he continues stroking with his feet.

"W-why are... you... using your... feet?" Skipper pants, thrusting a little, "I... I thought..."

"This is a special occasion, dirty birdy - don't be thinking about it. Just enjoy the moment," Julien licks his lips as scoots closer to Skipper, still stroking him with his feet. Julien's pussy is spread wide open just beneath the tip.

With no warning, only a single grunt of pleasure, Skipper sprays his hot cum all over Julien's fur. Julien shoves Skipper's cock into his pussy before he can finish cumming, allowing the fluids to flow out of him and onto his tailhole.

"See? Isn't that nice," Julien said, his pussy full of Skipper's cum, dripping down his legs as he stands. Skipper falls onto his bed as he pants, his legs weak and his shaft pulsating - his head is light and his breathing is heavy.

"Just... just go, Ringtail. This... this never happened, right?"

"Sure, sure... I can be having my crown, yes?"

"Take it and go. Tell nobody."

Julien's eyes light up as he is reunited with his beloved crown. Plopping it on his head and hugging himself, pressing the sweat, musk, and cum deeper into his fur. He smiles and blows a taunting kiss to Skipper as he flees up the ladder and closes the hatch.

Kowalski's Log: Strange occurrence in the middle of a dream - could have sworn Julien entered the lair.

Maurice spaces with worry inside the habitat among the greenery in front of Julien's bouncy-castle. Hearing rustling, Maurice perks up his hears and notices Julien sauntering in - he notices immediately that Julien is covered in sticky, drying cum and has his crown back.

"Julien! What happened? Are you alright?"

"I am feeling very good, Maurice, very good!" Julien says as Mort zips to his side, hugging his legs. Julien raises a leg and waves it around, sending Mort flopping to the ground.

"Your fur... what happened? Is that what I think it is? And you smell... really strong," Maurice says, inching closer to Julien, sniffing a little.

The musk is strong and immediately stings his nose. Julien blushes as Maurice smells his fur, causing him to get damp.

"Ah... Morty..." Julien says, cunningly, "Mort, my little servant, do you want to do your king a great big favor?"

"Oh, yes! Anything at all!" Mort says, his little voice squealing with adoration.

"I need you to go and find me a pineapple as big as a zebra."

"A zebra? Oooh! That's a bi-i-ig pineapple!"

"As a reward, you'll be getting to touch the royal feet for exactly three minutes!"

Mort's eyes grew bigger and brighter than ever before as he smiled a large, happy grin, clapping and giggling before zipping off to look for this large pineapple.

"What do you need a pineapple that big for?" Maurice asked.

"I don't. I was needing a distraction so that you can be telling to me what's really on your mind," Julien smiled.

"On my mind, Sir?"

"I am seeing the way you are looking at me. You smell my fur and are being jealous that the penguin had me first, yes?" Julien grins, coming closer to Maurice.

"J-Julien, I don't understand... I..."

"If you are wanting it, you can be having my body, my number one," Julien whispers, licking his lips as he comes closer to Maurice's lips. Close enough to feel his hot breath on his lower lip.

"J-Julien... I...I..."

"Tell to me that you want me, Maurice."

"I... I want you," Maurice says in a state of trance.

Julien leans in and kisses Maurice, deeply, thrashing his tongue about his Maurice's mouth, swirling and mixing their fluids together. Maurice places a hand on Julien's chest, covering his hand in sticky, slightly dry cum.

Julien pulls away from the kiss and lays back against the slightly deflated bouncy-castle, providing a comfortable cushioning. Julien spreads his legs and reveals his used, swollen pussy, glistening with wetness and laced with Skipper's cum.

Maurice's heart pounds as he comes closer.

"You may begin to be pleasing your king, Maurice. Lately, I've gotten very good at the using of these," Julien lifts his legs, wiggling his toes and placing them gently on Maurice's crotch, feeling his cock start to grow.

"Your majest...y!" Maurice winces, feeling his cock throb under Julien's grasp, "Y-your feet? I... are you sure?"

"I am very sure, my number one. Come now, tell to me that you want me to stroke you and feel you all over with my smooth, royal feet."

Julien starts to massage and fondle Maurice's half-chub, helping it grow larger. Maurice blushes as he watches himself grow larger and larger, twitching in the palms of Julien's feet.

"I... I want you to... stoke me with your feet...Sir."

Julien nods and licks his lips, stroking Maurice's now-hard cock. Maurice's breathing is a mixture of gasps and anxiety, worry and pleasure. Soon, the worry subsides.

"Oh, this feels s-so good... mmgh!" Maurice moans, thrusting in Julien's grasp. Julien reaches down and begins inserting his index and middle finger inside himself, swirling his thumb around his clit, bucking his hips a little.

Maurice can't take the anticipation. He rips his cock from Julien's feet and crams it inside his king's entrance.

Julien's eyes widen as he blushes, opening his legs further for his number one sidekick. Maurice thrusts and moans, stroking Julien's fur as he grunts in pleasure.

"Oh... Oh God... I've been... wanting to... mmgh! Do this for... a long... _a-agh...agh!_Time!" Maurice says, thrusting and pulling his cock in and out of Julien's wet slit.

"Oh, Maurice! You feel so large... it is like you are filling me to the brim!"

Julien arches his back as he feels Maurice thrusting harder. He wraps his tail around Maurice, holding him close, and pushing and pulling him faster and harder.

"If... I-if you keep doing that... I'll... I'll cum!" Maurice pants, sweating and soaking his fur in a musk of his own.

Julien smells the musk and immediately stops Maurice from thrusting inward again. Pushing Maurice back a little, Julien came forward on his knees and immediately wrapped his lips around Maurice's cock.

His tongue swirls around Maurice's hard length as Julien slowly allows Maurice to slide deeper into his throat. Soon enough, Julien begins sucking hard, quickly bobbing his head back and forth, taking in the entire length.

Maurice starts to moan again, thrusting harder into Julien's throat, grabbing ahold of the back of Julien's head, knocking the crown to the ground.

Maurice thrusts harder and harder while Julien gags, gasping for breath around Maurice's large, twitching cock. Feeling the precum drip down his throat, Julien sucks harder, groaning with pleasure, his watering eyes looking up at Maurice, whose eyes are squeezed tightly.

Maurice's stomach tightens as he grips Julien's head tighter in his palms, "I'm going to cum... I'm going...t-to... mmgh! Aaugh!" Maurice shoves his cock forward, emptying his sack into Julien's throat, forcing him to swallow his hot seed.

Julien swallows a majority of the seed, taking the cock out of his mouth - long strings of wet, stickiness webbing between his lips.

Maurice stares, his vision a bit blurry. Julien's cheeks are red and fluffed as he sits back down, licking the cum off his lips. Watching, Maurice notices Julien's pussy glistening only inches away from him.

With no warning - not a word - Maurice leans down and sticks his nose and mouth deeply into Julien's entrance, licking and slurping around his tender, pink slit.

Skipper's cum was still laced about Julien's fur and along his vaginal walls, but Maurice didn't care. His arousal was too strong. He could feel Julien's feet beneath him, grabbing ahold of his freshly relieved cock, stroking it firmly.

Maurice barely had room to breathe as he crammed his tongue deeper into Julien's slit, lapping up all his juices and suckling firmly on his pulsating clit.

"M-Maurice! You've never told to me that you were so talented with your tongue! I can be getting used to this!" Julien twitched, bucking his hips and helping Maurice lick deeper and deeper.

The sensation became too much as Maurice's long, smooth tongue managed to dig deeper, further, all the way to his G-spot, caressing and massaging the gland.

Julien starts to twitch and buck his hips, clawing at the back of Maurice's head, "M-Maurice! I... Holding it is becoming di-difficult! I'm going to... I'm... I'm going to be cumming! I... I'm...!" Julien screams, a rush of discharge leaving his body and flowing over Maurice's face and down his throat.

Maurice lifts his face, wet and soaked with Julien's juices. They look at each other in adoration - almost with love - as Julien pets the back of Maurice's head.

Mort arrives through the green of the habitat with a small pineapple in his hands.

"I couldn't find one that big King Julian, but I found..." Mort dropped the pineapple to the ground when he saw that Maurice and Julien were almost cuddling, covered with each other's juices.

Mort's heart sank, seeing Maurice get to be that close to his beloved king truly made him feel left out, almost betrayed. His sadness turned into a rage as he jaw Julien lift his feet, wrapping them around Maurice as they began a third love making session.

"Julien..." Mort muttered, "and Maurice," he said with anger. Growling a little, Mort hisses, "Maurice..."