Tik Tik and Pinkie 3
Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry
Tik Tik has taught Pinkie some new things. Can the demon gain the confidence necessary to combine the personal and public lives? Find out, in this exciting conclusion!
This is a collaborative piece between myself and The Urban Bear (https://twitter.com/TheUrbanestBear?s=20)). I wrote this series in late 2019, and a lot has changed with Pinkie as a character since then. Pinkie and Artwork belongs to the Urban Bear.
I love doing these sort of collab works with artists. If you'd like to work on a story/picture combo with me, let me know!
As suddenly as she transformed into the male form, Pinkie reverts back to her natural state. Tik Tik takes the opportunity to pull herself free, letting Pinkie fall to her hands and knees, just breathing heavily from post-orgasmic jitters
Tik Tik wipes her chin with her arm, glancing at the demon who falls back, her breasts now fully exposed, heaving in desire.
“That Pinkie that Tik Tik know,” The kobold says. “And she cute!”
“H… ha… don’t… like the… masculine…?”
Tik Tik crawls up on top of Pinkie, her scaly body rubbing against the more fluffy one, pressing her flat underbelly against the demon’s ample chest. She whispers, her voice a growling, lustful thing. “Come on, Pinkie… let Tik Tik show you some more!”
With that, Tik Tik swishes her tail, pressing the thick and meaty thing up between the demon’s legs. Pinkie gasps, wrapping her arms around the kobold and spreading her legs for the sexy writer. The scales run along the soft and sensitive flesh, giving off a smooth, yet textured surface along the lips.
Pinkie runs her fingers down along Tik Tik’s back, nails scratching along the kobold’s spine. Tik Tik shudders, arching her back and running the ribbed surface of her body against the smooth one of Pinkie’s
Without saying more, the kobold’s tail curves, the point tracing up and down along the labia. Pinkie leans in herself, kissing along the kobold’s neck.
Tik Tik tilts her head back, letting out a sultry growl, and Pinkie adds onto it by running her sharp teeth along the delicate scaled surface of Tik Tik’s body. Tik Tik’s tail finds its way to the demon’s nub, teasing at it with subtle flicks. In response to the pleasure, Pinkie bites against Tik Tik, her teeth sharp and sending a shock of pain through the kobold.
Tik Tik gasps, her tail pulling back from the demon’s sex. Pinkie gasps and pulls her face away. “Y… you okay?” she asks. “I didn’t mean to hurt-”
Tik Tik’s finger presses to Pinkie’s face, and the kobold licks the demon’s cheek. “Tik Tik like rough sometime. Go all out. Show Tik Tik!”
With a renewed energy, Pinkie squeezes the kobold tight and rolls the two over, laying atop of Tik Tik and going in for a nip at her collar. Tik Tik leans back, her chin up in the air, and her whole body underneath of the demon. Only her tail is left free, and that curls up to stroke alongside the demon’s sex again, pushing in between those lips, spreading her out.
The way Pinkie sits atop of Tik Tik gives the succubus a chance to ride atop that tail, thrusting her hips forward, and growling with a great need. She rocks her hips over the tail, grinding away at the mostly immobilized kobold. All the while, she puts little nips and kisses all over the kobold’s collar, shoulder, and chest. She can’t believe what she’s doing—marking Tik Tik. She’ll have little hickies everywhere, and they’ll be from her!
Tik Tik’s tail penetrates deeper into Pinkie’s core, writhing around inside of her and exploring her to a point she had never considered before. Tik Tik whispers to Pinkie, her voice traveling to the face that nips and kisses and licks over the kobold’s small frame. “Tik Tik see Pinkie play with self on camera. Never go too deep. Do you like?” She punctuates her question with a thrust, deeper into Pinkie. The succubus buckles, falling over, feeling as if her stomach bulged with the girth of the thing. Now, the kobold sits atop of her. Tik Tik practically purrs with her growls as the tail thrusts its way inside of Pinkie. “We get to the end now, yes?” Tik Tik says. “Give Pinkie new feeling.”
Ghostly hands hold the succubus down with the sudden turn, caressing her, pinning her, controlling her. “So used having eyes all over you. How do hands feel?” Tik Tik asks her.
“Th… they… they feel-!” Pinkie begins, writhing around under Tik Tik’s hold.
“Yes?”
Pinkie doesn’t respond with any coherent words. Instead, she erupts, coating the kobold’s tail with her excitement, and screaming out into the bedroom in full release and relief, a smile spreads across her face, telling herself that this has been wonderful, transformative, amazing!
Pinkie walks into the coffee shop, hands in her pockets, dressed in a tight shirt and pants. The fine feline on the other side of the counter flutters his eyes at her sight. “Well, then, don’t you look like a ray of sunshine? Your time with the celebrity do you good?”
“You could say that,” Pinkie says, snickering. She orders her drink, and he turns around to make it. “Gotta say, you two girls look like you could have some fun. It was almost hot enough to make me consider enjoying fish instead of sausage.”
“Yeah, I know,” She says. I feel as if I got an injection of confidence. So, wanna fuck?”
He giggles at that, turning around. “Sorry, I said I ALMOST want to try it, but I’m a dick guy for life.” Once fully turned, he pauses, dropping the cup upon the counter, his fur puffing up..
There, standing on the other side, is Pinkie, now in her masculine form, leaning against the counter and wiggling eyebrows. When he speaks, his voice is deep, suave, handsome. “Well, I think that’s one order I can fulfill. So, we waiting until you’re off work, bud?”
The cat bites his lips, brushing his hair back. “I think I’ll have that order of sausage now, friend.”