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This vignette was written for Yui_olp as part of my Patreon request days for the month of January, and then extended with longer and more detailed scenes as their February patreon commission. It contains M/F sex between consenting adults, and transformation/body shifting. :3

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"Oh god, Chris... I'm close."

Maya's long fingernails raked down her lover's back, and she gave a happy grunt as one of his hands grabbed at a handful of her long hair and tugged sharply. He kissed her neck. The nape of her throat, and then as she tilted her head forward, his lips met with hers as a fevered gasp of joy escaped him in return. The bed groaned, and illuminated by the flickering of the TV screen alone Chris's tanned ass rose and fell rapidly as he fucked Maya harder and harder, seeking to join her in her impending bliss.

"Please. Oh. Ooh fuck, please do it. Please, this time, let it happen..."

Sweat dripped off their bodies as Maya begged once again, half whispering to the man she loved, half pleading to the universe itself, and glancing at the TV screen glowing beyond the bed and the plump, eager form of her partner as she did so. Upon it, a muted news report continued to deliver the latest information about the great forest which had captivated the world's attention for months upon months with its spread, with the rumours of impossibly magical things occurring within its bounds, and increasing suspicions that its influence was already spreading far beyond the trees and the rivers pouring forth from within its verdant interior. They lived half a world away from that forest, but for weeks now she and her lover had been feeling its pull. Confiding in one another about what they were feeling, what they were desiring had been one of the most terrifying experiences of their entire relationship, but upon finding out they both were feeling that way... it had ushered in a whole new level of intensity and adoration to their already existing love.

"Yes!"

Gurgling in bliss, Maya felt a familiar twitch within herself, and heard a ragged gasp from Chris that signalled the imminent arrival of his orgasm. She had heard that sound more times in the last few weeks than in the year before, and that wasn't a commentary on how little they'd had sex before, but just how [b]much[/b] they were having it now. They were addicted. Obsessed. They could barely drag themselves out of bed to work in the mornings, and they hadn't seen any of their friends for weeks, far too busy spending every free moment at home licking and sucking and fucking and fingering and fondling one another's brains out. And all because of that one fantasy they had confided in one another. All because of one thought which they couldn't escape, and which frankly they had no desire to be free from.

"Maya..."

Chris gasped feverishly, hanging on the very knife's edge but still thrusting hard, still fighting to push his partner over the edge with him, utterly unconcerned with the fact that she was desperately trying to hold back until [i]his[/i] release.

"...it's gonna happen. I believe. I... I [i]know[/i]!"

Dozens, perhaps hundreds of times over the last few weeks they had shared those same whispered words, but not once had they been spoken half-heartedly or with idle amusement. They said them because they meant them, and each time it didn't come to pass was not a failure, but simply an encouragement for that continued certainty to be explored again, and again, and again through wild sex, and an all consuming desire to make their partner happy.

"It's... oh. Oh!! Maya, I... [i]Maya![/i]"

He was still whispering to the woman he loved, still coaxing and encouraging her, when he felt her pussy clamp down around his cock, her fingernails break the skin of his back, raking through older scratches and scars that laced his flesh abundantly thanks to their last few weeks of rampant sex, and watched as beneath him the gorgeous figure of his lover began to convulse, to shudder, and of course to scream.

"[b]Chris!![/b]"

With her orgasm unable to restrain itself any longer, Maya's first climactic shriek begged for her partner to join her. Even before the second clutching wave of her own ecstasy could surge through her though, she felt the first hot rope of his seed splash across her insides with an abundance so far beyond what he had shared for most of their relationship. They had both cum far more and far harder in the last few weeks, and though it could simply have been a sign of them finding acceptance in a fantasy which excited them both far more than any other sex that had come before it, alone or with any prior partner, Maya and Chris both believed it was more than that. That this was their bodies being imbued, being empowered by the first touches of the forest's magic, even from half a world away.

But, if the increased volume and duration of their orgasms had been a first and subtle sign, then it was probably fair to say that the forest's magic could probably have done with sharing a few more obvious hints along the way. Because as much as Chris and Maya loved the intense feelings of cumming so hard and so long together, and as much as their wildly heightened libidos were grateful of the fact that they felt able to do so almost without pause, without worrying about weariness or ending up sore and sensitive to the point of discomfort, they had no way of knowing that this truly [b]was[/b] the time when their wildest and most closely held longings were going to come true. At least, not until their shared climax reached such a degree of impossible intensity even by the last few weeks' standards that they couldn't help but realise something very different was taking place. Something impossible, and something truly wonderful.

"Maya, I... oh, oh Jesus. I can't... can't stop..."

Chris groaned breathlessly as his cock flooded the woman he loved again, and again, and again; already able to feel his seed overflowing out of her, hot, and thick, and impossibly abundant... though still not quite as abundant as his lover's own freely flowing torrents of arousal.

"I... Chris! Fuck. Fuck! Mmhhh... mmn-hhahhhhhgodyes... cumming. Oh. Oh! Ohhh my god, Chris! Something's happening. Something's... oh, I can feel it! I... oh, I love you! Chris, I love you so... [i]so[/i]..."

Shuddering, whimpering, squirting so hard and so uncontrollably that her face burned crimson as she felt herself utterly ruining the sheets upon which they were lying, Maya knew just like her husband that something more was happening. She tried to tell him, to reassure him that she was feeling it too, but there were no words that could adequately describe not just the pleasure she was feeling in that moment as his cum flooded her over and over again, but the sensation which accompanied it. A tingling that surged through her entire body, a feeling which flooded every cell, every atom, every sub-atomic particle that comprised her being, and seemed to reach even beyond herself, as though every molecule in the universe was connected to her in that moment, and as though her pleasure was spreading out through it all into a vast, interconnected web of pure bliss.

Her mind was too overwhelmed by pleasure to even remotely process such thoughts though, and thus all she could do was let loose one final almighty scream as Chris arched his back, wailed in pleasure as rocked his hips against hers like he was starting to cum all over again despite not yet having stopped. Their eyes glazed over. Everything went white. Pleasure, oneness, pure love engulfed them, and then...

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Two hummingbirds fluttered rapidly against one another, cloacas pressed together as their tiny bodies and thundering hearts raced in a sexual frenzy. Their pleasure was normally so brief from start to finish, however incredibly powerful it felt at the time. Rather than just lasting a matter of seconds however as their avian adapted nether regions pressed together amidst fluttering and trembling of the most delicate bodies, the pleasure spiralled out of control just as it had in their human bodies, leaving Chris and Maya's minds reeling. They were so overwhelmed by the sensation of feeling their arousal overflow into orgasmic bliss all over again within new bodies, the feelings so familiar and yet so utterly unique that they barely had time to actually feel what it was like to [i]be[/i] those birds, or to be fluttering alongside what at first seemed like a giant orchid, though really just emphasised how tiny their frail but pleasure-ridden bodies truly were. A brief gush of liquids poured forth from the male hummingbird's cloaca as it pressed and practically sealed itself against his mate's own. His wings fluttered eagerly as he pressed against her again and let loose another delicate rush of fluids. Then another. And another. And another. Their tiny, instinct driven minds could scarcely process what was occurring, never mind how or why. But at the same time, as Chris and Maya found their own minds whole and intact within the birds' own consciousness, they experienced every instant of it. They felt not just the pleasure, not just the rushing of fluids and the unique contact between two bodies so very different to their own, but they knew what it was in that moment to [i]be[/i] a hummingbird, albeit a pair of hummingbirds not going about their normal daily business of gathering nectar to fuel their tiny body's energy consumption, but cumming, and cumming, and cumming, and...

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Maya squeaked as Chris humped against her several times in rapid succession, his rounded, swift-moving hindquarters finally driving themselves against her own fluffy furred body one last time, and holding himself there, pinning his cock to the hilt within her pussy as for a delicious eternity they hovered on the brink, on the very edge of orgasmic heaven, squeaking, whimpering, gasping even as they tried to wrap their minds around yet another raft of new experiences. They weren't just experiencing pleasure as different creatures for the first time, after all. They were experiencing pleasure for the first time as each of those different creatures, which was to say that every orgasm didn't just feel like a new experience within the framework of their new bodies... it felt like they were experiencing orgasm, like they were discovering the true and incredible climax of what sex was capable of producing within any given body, for the very first time again. Much as they knew what to expect from an academic point of view, there was absolutely no way to compare the feeling of cumming as a human to cumming as a mouse, nor could this experience be compared to that of a hummingbird.

Thus, as Chris squealed, Maya clawed at the ground and felt her eyes roll back in her head as the male mouse flooded her pussy with cum, it once again felt like she was discovering ecstasy anew. Every wave of pleasure was uncharted territory, every spasm of her depths and twitch of the male's cock inside her utterly unlike anything she could feel that this body had ever experienced, or at the very least ever been so acutely aware of experiencing before. It was their first time. It was her and his individual first times, and this wasn't merely some adolescent fumbling of masturbatory bliss. It was kinship. It was love. It was the driving urge to breed and procreate reaching its perfect culmination, and just going on, and on, and on!

The little dormouse scrabbled at the wooden floorboards of whatever building she was resting within, tucked away in the shadows as the male's cock twitched and filled her with cum. Pleasure wracking both of them as their naked tails twitched and curled around one another and their little bodies rocked and humped against their fuzzy companion. Juices puddled around them. Her ejaculate. His seed. Far beyond the limits of what either of them should have been able to produce as the orgasm simply failed to end, or to show any signs of ending. They were cumming. Cumming. Always cumming together, and were still locked in that furious orgasmic embrace, panting, squeaking, touching mousey heaven together when...

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With mouth gaping and gills flaring, Chris wished he could vocalise the scream that would have escaped him as he felt Maya quivering against the base of the stony river bottom. He felt her body unleash a rush of eggs which flooded and clouded the slow moving waters of the river's base with dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of individual cells all capable of producing life, and felt the female trout shuddering, shaking, convulsing in waves of ecstasy as it just kept on coming. It was too much. Too incredible a sight, a feeling, an instinct driving him to join her, and thus flaring his fins and pressing down over her still cumming, laying form, Chris unleashing his own torrent of free floating sperm a mere split-second later. His seed burst forth every bit as voluminously as his mate's own, and for a brief while... though truly not so brief at all, they quivered and shook in the water column together as they were blinded by their own lustful, shared release. Rendered helpless and immobile, utterly transfixed by the knowledge that they were giving rise to the next generation of fish which would fill this river and feast upon its abundant life, and in a way that felt so supremely and gloriously good.

With instinctive flicks of their fins holding them in position, though the river's current was mild at this depth and the little scoop which Chris's body had cleared and prepared for Maya prior to their spawning, the two of them remained pressed close together as their orgasms wore on and on without pause, endless streams of virile gametes pouring forth until they could scarcely breathe through the sheer abundance, the very river's water itself being out-competed by the abundance of their euphoric ejaculations. Never once did their nether regions physically meet, and yet still they revelled in the closeness, the intimacy of this very, very different kind of act, and delighted in the contact of smooth scales against smooth scales until the last drops of their mutual release were over, many, [i]many[/i] minutes later.

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Clinging to the wall of a cave, blind but acutely aware of every crack and curve of their surroundings, the two bats barely had a chance to draw breath before they found themselves propelled to the edge of climax. Wings fluttered, claws clutched at the solid rock to lock them in place, and both Chris and Maya were suddenly exposed to the most incredible series of sounds that they had ever heard. Screams of pleasure were one thing. The pounding of a lover's heart as you pressed your head to their heaving chest or even the intimate, audible wetness of two sets of nether regions meeting in the throes of passion were glorious to almost anyone's ear. But to hear with the keen senses of a bat as they hung on the brink of that blissful precipice and were granted not just a few moments, but well over a minute of that paralysed near-ecstasy to [i]hear[/i] every devastatingly blissful moment of anguished, urgent anticipation it awoke in their lover and indeed within themselves, it was a fresh revelation even by the standards of everything that they had experienced thus far. Their little gasps for breath, the fluttering, trembling excitement of their wings, the scraping of their clawed toes against the rock as they flexed and tightened in ever rampant, so very nearly orgasmic ecstasy. A thousand little auditory cues that made them wonder in just how many ways their bodies were signalling the approach of orgasm to them no matter what form they were in, only for them to ignore all but the few most obvious signs. But, not now. Now they listened intently. They welcomed and delighted in every last fleeting chitter, scrape, squeak, flutter and ping of their echolocation. And, as Chris began to flood Maya's pussy with streaks of hot cum as her own body let loose and sent a cascade of ejaculate dribbling down their inverted bodies and over their panting, huffing little faces, the two bats became suddenly and overwhelmingly aware that even beyond the myriad signals of their own bliss... there was more to this cave than just their now full on, unstoppable orgasms.

The whole cave was alive with the chittering and clicking of thousands upon thousands of other bats, and as Chris and Maya cried out in their ecstasy only to hear more such cries, many, many countless more answer them in return, they realised that they weren't the only ones in this cave lost in pleasure. They weren't the only bats in this colony fluttering and chirping and cumming together in the comfortable darkness of their roost.

Listening to his lover's blissful little chitters of pleasure as he licked the back of her neck and rubbed the delicate membranes of his wings against hers while he bucked against and filled her nether regions to overflowing and beyond, Chris revelled in the knowledge that just as he could hear a thousand other bats squeaking, chittering and cumming alongside his wife... so too could they hear her cries. So too could they all sense and understand exactly what she was experiencing, and surely, surely they could therefore realise just how incredibly lucky he was to be with her, then and always.

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A strangled yowl broke the silence of the alleyway as the cat's barbed cock pressed into Maya's own depths, the penetration itself provoking orgasm, but the barbs causing no pain for the feline female, only ecstasy. She couldn't move beneath him, nor did she want to as they crashed over the brink together, and even as their ecstasy sent rats and other city life scurrying for cover all around them, they shook and quivered in rapture that would not cease.

Maya's clawed paws raked at the loose concrete below, and with a deep rumbling purr as he continued to unload inside her, Chris licked the back of his lover's neck. Their orgasms went on and on as the male's barbed member continued to twitch and stimulate Maya to fresh ecstasy with each pulse and spurt of fresh seed. When finally they did draw to a close though, the cats separated, only to purr and snake around one another. To nuzzle, to rub up against their still trembling, softly, happily mewling companion, and to inhale the rich scent of their nether regions still dripping, still twitching, still so receptive, as though the slightest touch could set them off all over again.

Chris licked his lips, and was strongly considering sweeping his rough tongue out across the female cat's glistening, dribbling pussy when he felt something bumping against his left rear leg. Something pushing his limb up and out of the way, and he mewled in lustful amusement as he realised that his lover had beaten him to it.

His eyes bulged, and he yowled loudly, lustily as Maya's tongue rasped across his cock. Before he could cum all over again from that sensation though...

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"Barkley! Hey, Barkley, come back! Heel! Stop! Barkley!!"

A distant cry from across the dog park did nothing the dissuade Chris as he bolted off the path and onto the lush grass, his thick cock throbbing and slapping against his belly as he ran, following a scent that was driving him utterly wild. Sure enough he saw her before long, a gorgeous, sleek Dalmatian trotting around in the grass while a short distance away another human held onto a leash wrapped around his left hand as he chatted with someone he seemed to know, a younger, thinner woman in running gear. The German Shepherd raced closer, and closer to the Dalmatian, who looked up as he was mere metres away, and rather than reacting with fear or shock, immediately rolled over onto her back with a lustful whine. Chris pressed his snout to her nether regions, and his tongue flicked out, his brain going blank for a moment as he tasted what he had scented on the air before. The beginnings of, but still unmistakably present, the female dog's heat.

She rolled over, whining, begging him as she kept her upper body low to the ground while raising her hindquarters. The German Shepherd yelped in joy, lunged forward with a giddy bark, and mounted her, driving his already rock hard, rich red cock deep inside of her and dragging himself forward to rest hilted within her.

"Oh shit! No, Barkley! No!"

He heard the man from whom he had run, presumably his owner, yelling from a distance away. He huffed and growled as he heard Maya barking and grunting in bliss, and began to feverishly hump her as fast as his body would permit him to. The pleasure between them grew. It grew far faster, far more potently than it had any right to, as eager and frenzied as they were in their actions. He felt his knot swelling. She felt it too, the bulge of swollen nerves locking their bodies together, and within moments yet again Chris felt himself hovering on the brink of orgasm.

"Down boy! Down! Stop! Barkley, ohhh shit, dammit!"

A few more frantic strokes of his hips, limited now in their still pounding movements by the fact he was already locked within Maya's lithe and beautiful canine form, Chris howled as the pussy of the Dalmatian beneath him began to convulse and squeeze around his fully engorged knot. She pawed at the ground. She whined and yelped at the top of her lungs as she began to cum, soaking the ground between their trembling hind legs with her ejaculate as it dripped and flowed out around the throbbing girth of the German Shepherd's knot. Only then did the male human reach them, but a snarl and a baring of the teeth from Chris as a hand tried to lunge out and grab at his collar to pull him away as he still hung on the brink of his own release kept him at bay. Instead that man cried out to the other human who at the commotion was finally starting to pay attention to what her dog was doing, and Chris returned to his fevered, eager humping and pleasuring of his cumming, quaking lover like they were the only two creatures in all the world once again.

"Fuck! Shit fuck shit, I'm so sorry! Please, please tell me your dog is fixed..."

Maya almost giggled in the throes of her own orgasm, or rather she would have if dogs had been capable of giggling under normal circumstances, never mind while shuddering, squirting, whining and convulsing uncontrollably and unceasingly as she heard that same voice from before yelling to someone else. Another man's voice responded, first in confusion, then in shock and equal dismay. She paid him little heed though. She was far too busy relishing every convulsing wave of pleasure which crashed over her, every experience of feeling her pussy clamp down around that huge knot stretching her out and stimulating her to such climactic extremes. All she wanted in that moment was to make him cum. To feel his weight trembling and shuddering over her as hot seed flooded her fertile body. And with every squeeze, every clamping embrace of her pussy around him, she could feel that goal growing ever closer to being achieved.

"What? Oh holy fuck! Priscilla!! Dude, get your dog off of her!"

So caught up in the feeling of being fucked, of being knotted and humped and cumming so long and so very hard, Maya barely noticed one of the two humans trying to forcibly lift Chris' body off hers. She did however hear the snarl and the cry of pain from one of the humans, only to feel the German Shepherd clutching at her tighter with his forelimbs, grappling hard at her midsection as he began to hump her as intensely as their already interlocked bodies would allow. He whined, he snarled, obviously desperate to cum. But, it wasn't the volatile force of his fucking which finally sent the male dog over the edge however, not the squeezing of Maya's pussy around his knot or the slapping of his heavy balls against her quivering, arousal dripping lower torso. It was the Dalmatian turning her head as he loomed over her, panting and nuzzling his head tenderly, feverishly against her own, and licking him lovingly with a pleading, longing whine.

"Oh, holy shit... look at him go..."

One of the humans close by murmured in shock, in awe as the German Shepherd buried himself deep in Maya one last time, held himself there as he panted and snarled and trembled, and let loose at long last a moment later. She howled in ecstasy, reaching new highs of orgasmic rapture when finally she felt his cum spurt out potently within her depths. Of course, it didn't stop there. It didn't stop after five seconds, or ten, or twenty, or forty... flowing thicker, faster, drooling out, then spraying at higher pressure out from their entwined, knotted bodies when there was simply nowhere else for the obscene volume of his seed left to go. And all the while, as they whined and yelped and came together, the two dogs owners could only stand by, awkwardly look around as they waited for it to end... and step gradually further and further away, as the puddle surrounding their cumming, howling pets grew ever larger.

Finally, it did come to an end. How long it had been, neither of the dogs themselves knew. But as they panted, whined and lay down on the cum-flooded grass, Chris flopping down atop Maya with a contented whine, he was glad to see no human approaching to try and pull them apart again. Wherever their owners were, they were either too ashamed or too wary of the German shepherd's reaction to try and attempt separating them. Thus, Chris was able to simply lie there astride Maya, licking her beautiful face while she did the same to him in return, and revel in the post-orgasmic comfort of her pussy locked around his knot, and the awareness deep in his primal, canine mind that in the months to come he would bear a litter of strong, gorgeous puppies from the cum-swollen belly beneath him.

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More knot, more canid ecstasy followed as in the midst of a pine forest two wolves bucked and snarled in shared rapture. Free from the bindings of human observation, they yelped and wrestled as they rested locked together by Chris' knot. They nuzzled and licked at one another's flushed, panting faces. They wriggled and squirmed until they were belly to belly, face to face, and took a minute or so of their shared euphoria to just watch one another's lupine faces panting, snarling, huffing in beautiful, savage rapture. Before too long though they were back on their feet, Chris mounting Maya all over again as his back legs struggled to remain grounded with the force of his frantic humping. Once more juices rained down between their legs, and this time as the pair howled together in wild ecstasy, they were answered not by the grumblings and embarrassment of humans, but by yet more howls in the distance. Other wolves answering them in kinship, and perhaps in ecstasy of their very own.

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Two burly pigs, round and well kept, snorted and huffed as two farmers looked on, eagerly awaiting a new generation of prizewinners, though blushing as they watched their animals' eyes roll back and saw the wetness running down the sow's back legs. They'd both heard how long pig's orgasms could last, as had Chris and Maya, but only now were they all learning just how truthful that statement could be. It felt incredible, and strangely it felt the closest they'd encountered to their own human body's climactic euphoria yet. There was that same instinctive drive which had been present in all the animals they'd inhabited to some degree, but within the pigs, more so even than the dogs or the cats, there was an awareness of their own pleasure too, if not quite so nuanced an understanding to anticipate and truly appreciate that of their partner as well.

When their peaks finally ceased, the farmers slowly, carefully entering the pen to pat them on their rounded flanks and tell them both that they'd done a good job, the two pigs continued to snuffle and rub up against one another. They rubbed flattened noses, snorting and grunting softly, and several times the boar nipped at the sow's hindquarters, sending streaks of lingering ejaculate spraying out across the muddy interior of the pen, or his own face, or both.

The farmers didn't separate them though. Instead they said something about having a drink to celebrate, and soon they were gone.

The pigs looked at one another.

Their eyes met, and a twinkle of recognition sparked between them, as huffing and lugging his massive weight around the rear of the sow once again, Chris lined himself up to mount her a second time.

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Two lions snarled in rapture on the Serengeti plains, slowly building, rising, arcing up and up towards rapture. Instinct told them to hurry. Nature told them to breed swiftly to avoid being caught in a vulnerable moment. They denied it. They ignored all that their lives had taught them, because not only were their minds no longer those of lions alone, but also because never before had either of them experienced a mating this incredibly pleasurable. They almost didn't want to cum. Didn't want to risk it being over so soon, despite Chris and Maya feeling increasingly as though that was almost impossible, if not just exceptionally unlikely given their past experiences over the last few... god, what was it, hours, or had it been days by that point?

They growled and hissed in desperation as they fought a battle within themselves, eager for more pleasure but equally hungry to have the feelings currently surging through them grow ever more potent, intoxicating and tempting. The lions could have stayed that way forever, at least, that was what they believed to their very core. But as the vast red evening sun went down over the African plains and the sounds of night began to fill the air around them, temptation overwhelmed the potential for eternity. Maya mewled. Chris snarled in answer, and almost instinctively in response to his lover's plea for more, he bucked his hips. Just once. Just a single twitch, but enough after all that time waiting and building and feeling so very much, so very [i]good[/i], that his cock twitching and his barbs catching at her innermost workings to send an extra jolt of stimulation through them both was all it took.

Their roars filled the night sky, and to their joy and their wonder, they learned in that moment that no matter how amazing they had believed their edged state of near-ecstasy to be... the orgasm born of it was not only better, but so incredible after their build up, that it saw them through to the next day's dawn.

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A pair of giant pandas, rarely known for their libidinous nature, grunted in passion as zoo employees looked on and cheered their unabashed mating. They moved slowly. Carefully. Chris had never worked with a cock so small, and every thrust of it he was careful not to simply slip out of Maya and end the stimulation his shaft was provoking against both their bodies. But he couldn't. He wouldn't. It felt too good to stop, too good to falter or pause for even a second. With the zoo's staff watching, with cameras rolling he lay over his mate and rocked against her. He snuffled at the back of her neck, nipped at her ears as she tossed her head with a soft, groaning roar.

Their peak was brief, at least compared to those that had come before and would follow after. Barely a minute from start to end. But with every instant that passed, seeing the awe and triumph and joy on the faces of the humans watching through the glass or fencing all around this little section of their enclosure, Chris and Maya felt every bit as fulfilled when the came down off that high, and almost immediately found themselves sinking into a near drunken state of slumber, so spent from their euphoric exertions.

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With a harem of other females around them, two red deer bellowed as Maya almost collapsed under Chris's weight. She but bore him aloft her back, antlers and all, as he rutted her feverishly. His cock was so long and struck so deep, the sweeping strokes of his breeding drove them both out of their minds with rapture before their orgasm was even upon them. He nipped at the back of her neck. He gripped her tight with his hoofed feet, feeling her tremble and feeling her arousal trickling down the inside of his legs and dripping from his heavy, pendulous balls. A thick spurt of pre-cum struck deep into Maya, drawing a fresh braying bellow from her muzzle as she found herself certain that Chris was starting to cum. The excitement of that moment, as much as the pleasure itself, was what truly did set [i]her[/i] own climax off with a vengeance though. And of course, upon feeling Maya's cervine body starting to milk him as he continued to plunge in and out of her pussy with bone-shaking force, it took mere seconds more before Chris lowed desperately and began to let loose himself.

Once they were done, with Maya dropping to her knees, the doe drooling and glassy eyed as a trickle of urine escaped her thoroughly spent and overworked nether regions, the other does of the red deer's harem clustered around Chris. They bowed their heads and nuzzled, licked at his still twitching, still occasionally throbbing, spurting cock. They bellowed and turned away from him, raising their tails and presenting themselves eagerly to be bred next. But, to their dismay and instinctual confusion the stag did not move to mount any one of them. Instead he knelt down on the snowy grass beside the already spent and overwhelmed doe he had just been with, rested his antlered head against hers, and simply waited, and waited, until finally as they were almost sinking into a pleasant, comfortable slumber together...

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Two Clydesdales on a windswept field whinnied and neighed to one another, as they circled one another's huge, powerful bodies in awe. Chris nuzzled and licked at Maya's pussy, and she in turn probed and explored at his cock with the tip of her own snout, overwhelmed by just how huge he was, his shaft practically touching the ground and already letting loose thick ribbons of pre when her breath upon its head caused it to flex and strain, slapping upward against the stallion's belly. When finally they began to mate, Chris took it slow, taking his time to mount Maya with his truly huge body and inching himself into her, stunned by just how much she could take of his vast equine erection. The problem with finding themselves in possession of two bodies so powerful and beautiful though, was that it didn't matter how slow they went. It didn't matter how gently they tried to carry themselves through this mating in order to savour it, and make it last as long as physically possible. Chris' huge cock felt too incredible to resist. Maya's powerful, intensely clutching pussy milked the stallion's huge shaft to perfection with every squeeze and every stroke he delivered unto her. They tried to hold back. They tried to make the experience of all that strength and power and pleasure combined last, but with a primal savagery which stripped them of their consciousness almost completely, reducing them to practically the same bestial state as the animals they were inhabiting, both Maya and Chris surrendered before even a minute of their bodies resting around and within one another had passed by.

Hooves stamped, manes thrashed, eyes bulged and rolled in their sockets. Chris' cock flared, Maya's clit winked and throbbed, and as they began one of the longest, most potent peaks of their entire transformative experience, their minds went blank. Their bodies were so completely caught up in the moment, and their minds so stripped of all but base instinct and pure, uncontrollable ecstasy, that they could remember almost nothing of the peak they shared itself. Just a few hazy seconds of snorting, shuddering, and so, [i]so[/i] much cum, and then...

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A pair of orcas pressed against one another, belly to belly in the ocean's depths. The male's cock slipped out of his partner as they parted and looped around one another in the water, grazing quivering nether regions against smooth, water-covered flesh. Falling still briefly in the water column, the female orca extended her tongue and swept it across the underside of the male's S-shaped shaft. A few moments later Chris' tongue was pressing and probing inside the slit of the female's own nether regions, and until the gentle ocean current teased them apart, they found themselves locked in a surprisingly clear-headed and purposeful sixty-nine. Rising to the surface for air, they breached with rushing water from their blowholes, and rolled over onto their backs to sun their nether regions in the bright sky above before sinking back down into the water. They swept around one another once again as they descended, before their bodies pressed together once more and with fins flicking to hold them there, they began to fuck anew. Not because they were compelled by a primal impulse; not to produce offspring, but purely for pleasure. For one another. To make their partner cum, and experience that same euphoria for themselves.

They pushed one another towards that high as they did practically every day, but with renewed urgency, and with the awareness, the intent of Chris and Maya's human minds behind the orcas' own intellect. This pleasure was not new to the orcas, this freedom and excitement was something they understood all too well. But today, they knew that the pleasure they shared would be all the more intense and lengthy, and though they didn't quite understand why just as the two humans had not at first as they underwent the first few of their transformations, they were willing to welcome it all the same.

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"[b]Yes[/b]!!"

Maya screamed as she burst up through the water, feeling Chris's arms around her, his body pressed against hers, still buried inside her, fucking her, cumming in her from behind as they stumbled to the edge of the lake, dripping wet and gushing shared fluids into the crystal clear water from between their legs.

"Don't stop! Oh god, oohhh Chris, [b]never[/b] stop!!"

She begged her lover as they tumbled to the soft, damp grass and earth on the lake's bank, and face down in the forest ground she felt Chris start to pound her, to fuck her mindlessly even as he kept on cumming, as they both came unceasingly together.

Her eyes rolled, her toes curled, her... her [i]everything[/i] tingled with pure rapture, as though she had been de-assembled and put back together with a tiny orgasmic bomb inside every particle of matter which comprised her being. She felt as though at any moment she could de-assemble again, and start cumming as a blue whale, as a monitor lizard, as a cow, as a lemur, as [b]anything[/b], any creature she wanted in all the world. But right now, much as she wanted to experience all of that and more, she didn't [b]need[/b] any of it. What she needed was to be right here, right now, with Chris ploughing her senseless and wailing uncontrollably in her ears.

What she needed was to stare blankly with her wide, glazed eyes, at the figure sitting on the bank of the lake just a few metres away, her toes dangling in the water and her face beaming as she watched them, one hand between her legs, and the other gently caressing the spasming, cumming cock of a raccoon lying upon its back beside her.

What she needed was to bask in the Naiad's presence, and for herself and Chris to keep on cumming. To keep on sharing in the realisation of what it was all their passion and longing had been building towards, and keep on celebrating the love, the curiosity, and the wild hunger that had brought them here, and made their dreams come true at last.

By Jeeves

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