DRAFT - The Day The Tail Virus Turned Me Into a Horse-Hung Herm Lioness (Patreon)

At first, Ira the anthro male lion mosaic wasn't sure why he was going to the "Gender Bent Tail Virus Party" at his local coffee shop. Though he often thought about catching the femme herm version Tail Virus, he was sure he didn't have the courage to catch it. But the moment he entered the coffee shop and saw Flash, the punk femme cheetah mosaic sitting near the door, all his expectations started flying out the window.

Note: This story has two kinks we've never written before: Cock-fucking and truly hyper dicks (dicks around two feet long). Trust us, it's a fun ride.

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DRAFT - The Day The Tail Virus Turned Me Into a Horse-Hung Herm Lioness

~A Gender Bent Tail Virus Party Story~By Zmeydros (Ira and Flash)(Edited by Akikotigress, )

It was a typical rainy evening in Seattle. Overcast and a light drizzle was making the tree trunks glisten in the yellow-tinged light from antique-looking street lamps. This whole area was a bit old-timey, trying to amplify the vibe of the old, brick buildings. Charcoal black, forest green, turquoise blue, and gold accents made this whole charade work.

All the store fronts were a bit weathered, but it was hard to tell if that was intentional or it had just been a long time since someone had painted them. Whatever the intended look, Ira liked the storefront for The Last Ground Up. Each window in the brick building it was in was framed on the top and bottom by curved sections of sheet metal. Sheet metal which had been stamped with a pattern of beveled squares and painted in a washed-out blue that reminded Ira of a pair of well-loved blue jeans. Gold-painted, wooden letters that were dangling in front of the sheet metal spelled out the name of the coffee shop. 

If Ira had just made the decision to go to this special, after-hours party two hours ago instead of waffling, he would've been early, instead of so very late. Only forty five minutes of the party was left. He'd been fretting so much that his red mane hadn't even been combed and his red, shoulder-length curls looked like an angry cloud that was trying to mate with his head. His sandy-colored lion fur was mussed up in a few places from him looking all through his house for the better-insulated green windbreaker he was currently wearing. It would've been fine if he'd just put it where it belonged. He was such a mess. What was he thinking going to any social event, let alone this one? 

Fighting his urge to just turn around and leave, he grabbed the twisted, wrought iron handle on the weathered wooden door. As he pulled the door open, the bronze bell affixed to the other side made a few soft dings. The handle was freezing in his paw pads and he did a little spin to get inside and let go of it as quickly as he could. The lining on his green windbreaker had protected him from the weather outside, but in all his haste, he'd forgotten his gloves.

The interior had wrought iron light fixtures with old, curly-fillamented bulbs, chairs and tables made from repurposed wood, an obsidian mirror in an ornate brass frame over a gas fireplace, and a whole bunch of flags for all sorts of LGBTQ+, and species, identities. It was all done up to look like a wild west saloon, complete with a pair of swinging wooden doors to get into the hallway that held the bathrooms. A rainbow banner with white letters was strung up just under the counter. It said, "Gender Bent Tail Virus Party!"

Doubt filled Ira as he thought about the purpose of this party. There was no way he actually had the courage to try and catch the femme herm strain of the Tail Virus. Even if he did, he'd already been a lion mosaic for ten months. There was a chance nothing would happen. He growled under his breath, while digging his claws into his right thigh through his jeans. Why didn't his mind ever just shut the fuck up?

On a big, round table to his left were three sixteen-inch pizzas from the pizzeria across the street. A couple BBQ chicken pieces, three slices of pepperoni, and one slice of cheese were all that was left. Just as he was deciding he wasn't hungry, a lanky poodle mosaic who was topless, and had an erection straining against hir jeans, grabbed a slice of the BBQ chicken pizza. Hir E-cup tits jiggled as shi stood up and then carried the slice back to a table near the coffee roasting machine, which was in the corner where the wall with the fireplace met the front wall. At the table with hir was a pretty Akita gal who was hiding the erection in her skirt.

By the looks of things, it was easy to tell that a lot of the party-goers had already headed home. The horny energy hadn't left, however. In addition to the scent of roasted coffee beans, there was the telltale aroma of hard and wet mosaics. 

Of the ten remaining individuals, only one of them was human. He was taking his last sip from a porcelain espresso cup that had a blue Chinese dragon painted on it. As Ira looked at his curly black hair and blue eyes, however, he noticed blue scales on his forehead. He wouldn't be human for long. Next to him was an empty coffee cup. The others in the shop were an interesting array of critters. In front of Ira, near the back wall, was a snep guy who was currently making out with his muscular, red dragon boyfriend.

Over at a table near the repurposed-stainless-steel serving counter was a peacock who had a tent in hir dress and the co-owner of the shop who was a big, buff male herm orca. His name was Theel, but everyone called him "Coffee Dad." Both of them were chatting with a beautiful red fox who was biting her lip and shifting as her tapered prick made a clear outline in her floral wrap dress. Ira had seen all of them before, but he knew Theel the best and everyone knew he was a herm because he was very open about it. He made Ira insanely jealous because Theel was confident in ways Ira knew he'd never achieve.

A fit tigress and bunny couple were sipping hot drinks off in the far corner opposite the door. Ira blushed as he saw that their capris, and panties, were around their ankles and their thick horse cocks were touching each other. Actually, it looked like the bunny's dick was shoved inside the tigress's. He squeezed his thighs together as he watched. The bunny scooched her chair closer, shoving more of her dick in. The tigress moaned and shuddered, grabbing her huge tits and arching her back. He had no idea how the tigress's cock could stretch so much, but she looked like she was in heaven. Ira couldn't really try something like that even if he wanted to. His dick was a modest feline one that did the job, but not much else.

A labored panting brought his attention to a slender female cheetah that was just to the right of the table with the pizza's on it. She was arching her back and moaning, her hand in her jeans, rubbing. Her clothes were baggy and it looked like she could just slip out of them at any moment. Next to her, on the table, was a clear shot glass with very thick cream still sticking to the sides of it.

Ira couldn't stop staring at her even though he was embarrassed by what she was up to. A blush burned on his cheeks as he appreciated her blue-and-violet mohawk along with her dancer-like body and gorgeous cheetah markings. 

Heather's voice came from behind. "Hey, Ira!"

"NYAAAH!" Ira's tail went straight up as he jumped a foot in the air.

The cheetah girl's orange eyes were wide as saucers and her ears were folded down. The hand in her pants had stopped moving.

Ira turned around to see Heather standing there. "Sorry, I'm such a cat sometimes." 

"I'm the one that's sorry. I didn't mean to startle you." Heather's cow ears were folded down while her tail hung limply between her legs. She had big, milk-chocolate-colored spots in her short white fur and her small cow horns swooped a bit before pointing forward. The roundness of her udder hung above a sizable package between her legs.

"It's okay. It happens to me all the time." He pulled at his mane, his chest tightening from social anxiety.

Heather looked past him at the cheetah. "Flash, is it okay if I borrow Ira for a bit?"

"Sure! You didn't interrupt anything." Flash waved at Ira. "Come sit by me when you're done with her. I should have calmed down my girl parts by then. Sorry if I made things awkward."

"Oh, I didn't mind at all." Ira grimaced. "I mean, I didn't even notice."

"Don't be shy, you noticed and you were looking at me anyway. That's why I want you to come back. You seem cool." Flash grinned as she started flicking her clit again. "Mrrroww, I like being watched."

Ira turned to respond to Flash. He opened his mouth and then closed it as his eyes fixed on the movement in her pants. His cheeks grew hotter and hotter as his tapered kitty prick poked out of his sheath. Flash was easily one of the hottest girls he'd ever seen and he'd never had anyone masturbate openly while looking at him. He never felt handsome and kinda hated his body, but the way she was looking into his bright yellow eyes while touching herself was doing a lot for his confidence.

Heather cleared her throat.

"Don't worry, Ira. I've got a few more in me, so you won't miss anything if you spend some time with Heather." Flash wiggled her eyebrows.

Ira spun around for a second time. "Sorry, I've never been to this sort of party and--"

"It's fine." Heather motioned toward a table about fifteen feet from flash, toward the middle of the seating area which was pretty vacant. "Since you actually came, I wanted to check in with you."

"Okay, Creamer Mom." It was a nickname Heather wore proudly and Ira loved calling her that. His mom had been an absentee parent for a lot of his life and Heather was easily a better mom to him than she'd ever been. He followed her over to the table and sat next to her.

"Are you hoping to catch the femme herm strain?" Heather asked, getting right to the point.

"I, umm, am still thinking about it?" Ira didn't honestly know why he'd shown up. He just felt like he had to do something to get out of the rut he was in and this party qualified as something.

"Remember when I tried calling you 'good girl' and you were happy and giggly for the next hour?" Heather tilted her head, one of her long cow ears pointed toward Ira.

"Yeah, I remember." He squirmed in his seat as one of his ears turned toward Flash's moans. "Half of that hour was after you closed and you had me bent over one of these tables. I'm not sure that counts."

"Are you wanting me to believe the satisfaction from me fucking you went backwards in time and affected the first half hour?" She raised an eyebrow.

"No." He groaned. "It's just... I don't know if my family, coworkers, and friends will accept me. I've tried so hard to be a guy that I don't know whether I'd make a convincing woman. What if I'm just poisoned forever? What if I transition and I'm still just as miserable as I was before? My life would be so much more complicated for no reason."

"Do you know that I had this exact same conversation with Flash last week?" She put one of her big, strong hands on top of his.

"Wait, Flash wasn't a girl last week?" His eyes widened. A yowl from Flash echoed throughout the whole shop. Blood rushed to his prick.

"Well, she was, but she didn't have the courage to transition until tonight." Heather grinned. "It's why her clothes seem kinda baggy. She's been changing shape over the last couple hours."

"What? Really?!" His ears went straight up as his red-fur-tipped lion tail flicked. The more he thought about Flash transforming, the more his abdomen clenched. He felt really pent up all of a sudden.

"Yep. I wouldn't lie about something like that." Leaning back in her chair, she sighed. "I guess I could ask you the same thing I asked her: Why focus on what you could possibly lose instead of how much there is to gain? People who transition spend a lot more of their time living than wondering what the point is. They laugh more. They play more. Anxieties they had before transition are far easier for them to grow past. And most important of all, they feel more like themselves." She took his hand and guided it down to her jean-skirt-covered loins, right atop her sheath. "Plus, be honest with me, wouldn't everything be worth it if  the next time I bent you over a table, I shoved inside your pussy instead of your ass?"

"NGH! I can't argue with that, especially that last part, but what if I'm just broken, Heather?" He could feel her sheath stiffening under his hand and was wishing they were fucking instead of talking about such difficult stuff. "Nothing I touch turns out right. I've been a fuckup all my life and I don't see that changing." Ira looked into her honey brown eyes. "I'm sorry." He took his hand off of her sheath, feeling pathetic. Clearly she wanted him to have some sort of revelation, but he was just going to disappoint her at this rate.

"Lots of pre-transition people have what's called impostor syndrome. They feel like every good thing that happens to them isn't deserved while every bad thing is. They feel like they're wrong for simply existing. It's actually a case of entrenched dysphoria that saps joy from every aspect of their lives."

"Way to call me out. Geez. Yeah, that's exactly how I feel." He took a long breath and then let it out. "Okay, I'm not sure I'm ready to try it at this party, but I'll definitely go for it next time."

"You've been circling around this for a pretty long time, hon. If you put it off over and over, someday you're going to find yourself wishing you'd done it years ago." Heather smiled warmly. "But I won't push more than that. It's your life."

"Are you planning to have another one of these parties soon?" His ears turned toward Flash again as she let out a set of escalating moans.

"Yeah, sometime in the next month, for sure." One of Heather's ears turned toward Flash.

"I promise I'll do it next time. You can hold me to it." His heart was pounding. Part of him wanted to run from this conversation, from the entire concept of transitioning, but he knew he might end up in a ditch somewhere if he didn't do something. There was a chance he wouldn't even get re-infected by another strain and all of his hemming and hawing would be for nothing.

"Damnit! I didn't cum that time either!" Flash growled in frustration.

"Okay, you better be ready for how much I'm going to nag you." Heather glanced over at Flash. "In the meantime, I think you should go help your new girlfriend."

"She's not my--OH! You're messing with me again." His tail flicked.

"I never tire of it." She chuckled.

"I'll go see what I can do." He pushed back from the table.

"Remember, if you use your mouth, she'll be even happier with you," Heather said in a sing-song voice.

"Nice try. But I'm not catching the Tail Virus tonight," Ira responded in a sing-song voice.

"We'll see." Heather sang back in the same melody.

Ira chuckled as he got up and walked over to Flash. His chest was tight from just knowing that she liked him. It left room for him to screw up an already good thing. There was also the fact that she'd just done what he didn't have the courage to do.

"Oooh, I could really use your help." Flash smiled big, which made the black lines of fur that came down from her eyes arch outwards. She was showing a lot of her pointy front teeth. "Wanna be the first guy to make me cum like a girl?"

"Do you miss your dick?" Ira blurted out, only to immediately regret it.

"I do have a dick, it's just a lot smaller now." She pulled her jeans down along with her panties. Her shoes were lying off to the side, but they didn't look like they'd fit her digitigrade paws. Spreading her legs, she rubbed her clit and gasped. "See? Why don't you touch it to see how sensitive it is."

"Normally, I'd ask you out on a date and stuff. This is kinda fast for me." He rubbed his thighs together as his dick ran out of room in his jeans. To think this woman hadn't even been a cheetah or had girl parts before she walked in here, it was so damn hot.

"I'm a cheetah. Fast is what I do." She laughed. "But seriously, I just got this girl between my legs and she's literally aching for some attention. Consider this our first date if it makes you feel better. I'd totally be asking you out under different circumstances."

"Fair enough. I don't want to leave a girl hanging." He knelt down between her legs and nearly moaned at the aroma of her desperation. It was sweet, like blueberries, and had a musk like sawdust mixed with an orange peel. It was tragic that he couldn't taste her. He reached out with his right, paw-padded index finger and put it on her pea-sized clit.

"Ngh! YES!" She bucked into his finger. "Put a finger in me too, please!"

"As you wish." He prepared to oblige her by getting her pussy juice all over his left index finger. Her mound was dark blue and had no fur on its smooth, horse-hide-like skin. He slid his finger in slowly. His abdomen clenched with desire as he felt her hot, wet depths ripple around his finger.

"Nice reference, nerd," she said playfully before moaning as his finger entered.

"Heh, it was my dad's favorite movie and, well, it's definitely one of mine." It didn't feel tight at all with one finger, so he pulled his pointer finger out and got his middle finger wet before sliding both back in.

"It's one of mine too--OOOOH!" She bit her lip as he started fucking her with his fingers.

A powerful contraction stopped his fingers mid-thrust as her clit doubled in circumference and her pussy lips took on a teardrop shape. The contraction pushed this growing clit right against his finger as she let out something akin to a neigh. "Huh, I know you're a cheetah, but I think your pussy just winked."

"That tracks. The girl whose cum I drank had horse parts." She giggled. "I should've asked hir for a sample long before this party."

He gasped, thinking about having a big, thick flare in his face while he drank down its load. "Did you, umm, drink it from the source?"

"Look at that shot glass. Does that look like normal cream to you?" She bucked her hips. "Haah! Thank you so much! This feels so damn good!"

"You're welcome." He bit his lip as he thought about what the cum in the shot glass tasted like. His attention was brought back to Flash as her clit started pushing back against his finger.

Her clit grew an inch as she grabbed her loose, Dropkick Murphy's t-shirt and pulled it over her head. Her B-cup tits jiggled enticingly as she did so. The other four nipples on her abdomen didn't have much under them and were the same dark blue color as the nipples on her tits. "Oh, fuck! Here it comes!"

"Here what comes?" His eyes widened as her clit grew another two inches.

"My monster horsecock!" She cried out as her clit thickened and gained five inches, pushing out of her as a new clit budded off of the base.

"M-monster horsecock?!" His eyes widened as her horse dick surpassed ten inches long with no sign of stopping.

"Don't stop! Rub my clit, put your fist in me, get my mare cunt off before I explode." She rolled her hips, making her thick, blueish-black, dick sway in front of him.

She groaned as if she was bearing down while a sac of flesh developed between her dick and the new clit. Her pussy looked more and more like a mare's, the muscles in it, and its ability to stretch increasing by the second.

Obeying her, he got all of his digits soaked in her juices. Then he put four fingers in her and brought his thumb up against them. Then he shoved his hand back in, popping his whole fist inside her. As he rolled his fist in her cunny, he rubbed the new clit under her empty ball sac in circles.

He kept thinking about licking some of the pre dripping off her cock, or putting his face on her mare parts, but he resisted. He had said he'd get infected next time and he wasn't sure he wanted a monster cock like hers. It was over a foot long. Soon, it would be flopping against his shoulder. Her legs shook as she moaned and her pussy winked twice in a row. He knew he was getting somewhere, so he moved his hands faster, applying a bit more pressure.

"GAH! My dick feels like it needs something in it. I have no idea why, but I think it might help me cum if I--" She grabbed her dick and pulled it toward her. Then she got pre all over her right pointer finger and pressed it into her cum hole. "YES! FINALLIIEE-HEE-HEE-HEEEE!" She shrieked as she came, her pussy milking his fist as her dick pulsed rhythmically.

He moaned with her, feeling her body shudder and spasm because of his touch. Her dick grew inch after inch, soon getting to sixteen inches: as long as the span between his ankle and his knee. It was as thick as his arm. Every muscle in him tensed up as a pang of want reverberated throughout his body. He wanted to be all over that dick, to taste, smell, nuzzle, fondle, and... Fuck it? 

Pre dribbled out of the end of his poor, constrained dick as he thought about sticking it in her cum hole. The image of the bunny and tigress doing it was burned into his memory and this girl's dick was so big. He hoped she wouldn't ask him to breed her shaft because he didn't know if he'd be able to resist. Shit, with her personality, it was well within the realm of possibility. His heart raced as he looked at her beautiful monster of a cock. Then he looked at the plush mare snatch that was wrapped around his fist. Flash was the hottest girl he'd ever seen, besides Heather.

"Oh wow." She panted and pulled her finger out of the cum hole. "I'm huge!" She hugged her cock against herself and kissed the flare over and over, licking up the precum that was streaming out of it.

"It's magnificent." He said, smiling.

"Yes, it definitely is. Hmm, looking at this tree trunk of a dick between my legs, I think I'll make like other herms and start using a phallic I when I spell out 'she' and 'her.' Been seeing that online and I'm really feelin' it now." Shi stroked hir dick and gasped. "Mmm, I'm falling for hir."

"I'll make note of that in your customer profile. Welcome to hermhood, I think you'll like it here." Heather was sitting next to the guy with black curly hair, who now had blue scales on the backs of his hands and cheeks.

Ira wasn't sure he'd do the same as Flash. If he got a femme herm body, he'd want to grab onto as much femininity as he could. It was already a miracle he was considering getting re-infected with the Tail Virus.

"Oh, I already love it here, and thanks." Flash gave Heather a toothy grin before turning hir attention back to Ira. "Pull your fist out. I think I wasn't able to push my balls into their sac due to it being in there." 

"Good point." He pulled his fist out, making a "schlorp" sound. Hir pussy just sat there, gaping as her delicious-looking juices dribbled out of it.

"I can smell your cock, dear. Take off your pants." Flash motioned for him to stand up. "We're definitely not done."

"But I'm not sure what I can do without changing." He stood up.

"You have hot girl energy. I think it's time to let her out." 

"Did Heather tell you?" He tilted his head as an ear folded down.

"You remind me of me before I caught the femme herm strain and the way you're looking at my body and my herm parts, there's jealousy in there." Flash gasped as shi experimented with shoving two fingers into hir urethra. "So, stop being jealous and fuck me."

"I, umm, uh..." His eyes drifted to her experimentation with hir cum hole.

"Why wait until next time when you can be a girl now? You really think you'll get up any more courage than you have already?" Shi gave him a big toothy grin. 

"Wait, did you overhear us?" His ears folded back as his tail flicked.

"Yep, everything." She nodded. "I'll let you fuck my dick," shi said in the same sing-song voice Heather had used earlier.

"Mrrrow!" All five and a half inches of Ira's bumpy kitty dick were openly throbbing in his jeans and a wet spot from precum was becoming visible. It took a lot for him to get this painfully hard, especially with how much he hated his body, but here he was, painfully hard. He undid his waterproof, digitigrade boots and pulled them off. A blush burned on his cheeks as he unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped his fly. His heart started pounding as he hooked his thumbs over the waist of his jeans and boxers. Then he pulled both down, exposing his modest tapered length.

"Oh, it's very cute." Flash pointed hir dick at his, thick precum beading on hir cum hole. "I bet it'll look even cuter when it's stuffing my dick."

He moaned as precum dripped from the tip of his shaft.

"Take off your shirt and jacket. I wanna watch your tits come in." 

"NGH! I really hope I end up with a pair." He got out of his green jacket and lavender "KPOP Demon Hunters" longsleeve T-shirt. Other than his black, blue, and green plaid socks, he was now bared to the whole shop.

Flash let out an excited cheetah chirp. "Good girl! Now, shove in. I'm so ready for this."

"Hooh, boy. Here we go."  He grabbed Flash's hot, slick dick.

"Fuck yes! I need this so bad." Flash purred, it was a deep, resonant sound that reverberated throughout the room.

The flare was wider than the palm of his hand and the cum hole had a big bead of pre on it. He caught that bead of pre on the ends of his pointer and middle fingers before using it to lube up his dick. His touch made hir leak more pre, which he used to get his erection nice and lubed. It took both of his hands to encircle hir shaft fully and he could feel it throbbing and he put the tip of his dick against hirs. Then his breath caught in his throat as he pressed the tip of his prick into hirs. 

"Ooooh, fuck, yes! YES! NGH!" Flash trembled as hir shaft's virgin cum hole stretched to contain Ira's soft-barbed girth.

Each throb of hir shaft made the smooth, sweltering confines of her length tighter for a brief moment. As more of his sensitive length disappeared into hir yielding flesh, his eyes went wide with wonder. His lungs burned from his unintentionally held breath and he let it out in the form of a long, throaty moan.

"Shove it all in, breed my dick!" Hir tail flicked while shi panted and moaned, hir left hand reaching under hir balls to rub at hir big horse clit while hir right fondled hir tits.

Due to how slick and elastic Flash's cum tunnel was, he got all five inches of his dick in hirs in under a minute. He saw no sign of discomfort from hir as long as he didn't try to force things during one of hir shaft's throbs. There were definitely muscles inside hir prick and their contractions were traveling up hir shaft over and over. Getting a solid grip on hir shaft with both hands, he started thrusting, letting those contractions determine his pace. The pleasure from his soft kitty barbs entering and exiting her shaft was making his legs shake. It was as if his shaft had been set ablaze with pleasurable flames.

While Ira indulged himself in fucking Flash's dick, another mosaic was putting on a show for the whole coffee shop. The guy who was growing scales, who Ira could see out of the corner of his eye, was scrambling to get out of his clothes as his brand new tits ballooned in size. Blue scales spread down his cheeks and neck. Yellow belly scales made it up his front to the underside of his chin. He discarded his light blue shirt and black jacket under his chair. His gorgeous tits, which were quickly entering the D-cup range, looked so round and supple as they swung. The yellow dragon belly scales on them made his light orange areolae and nipples stand out nicely.

Heather was sitting next to him, bottomless and hir fourteen inch horsecock was rubbing against hir exposed udder. The moment he had his shirt off, she started making out with him, her right hand unbuttoning his pants and unzipping the fly. Just as she finished, his tapered, light orange dragon dick extended upwards, past the waist of his boxer briefs. When they broke their kiss, the guy's half-formed dragon muzzle was exposed to the world. His ears got longer and pointier as they worked to get his pants off. When he lifted his balls to reveal a forming cleft under them, a spark of jealousy shot through Ira and he brought all his attention back to Flash.

"I can't believe we're doing this. Your cock is so amazing." Ira gasped as a pulse of pleasure went up his shaft and centered on his balls. "Flash, thank you for giving me the courage to try this." Another pulse of pleasure hit his nipples and tits, making him arch his back and moan.

"You're welcome!" Hir eyes scanned over his form. "Ooh, your nipples are growing."

"They're what?!" He looked down and saw his nipples were almost the size of the end of his pinky finger now. They'd been more like pencil erasers a minute ago. 

Despite the strange tightness in his balls and chest, he kept up his rhythm of thrusts. The swing of his balls got less noticeable and when he looked down, he saw they were hiked up against him. There was this tugging sensation in his abdomen along with gusts of pleasure that went all the way up to the tips of his ears. The area between his legs was tender and he was starting to notice every little shift in his posture. It almost tickled while making his whole groin tingle. His dick wasn't making it quite as deep into hirs. Wait, hir dick was an inch longer than it had been.

"Sorry if it's not feeling good." He slowed his thrusting for a moment. "I think you're growing while I'm shrinking."

"No, it feels awesome! It's like my dick is stealing inches from yours." Shi smiled wide.

"Oh fuck! That's really hot. Too hot!" He nearly came on the spot.

"Give your inches to me! Make my monster grow!" Shi said, leaning into it by using an evil raspy voice.

A moan escaped his lips before he started giggling. Then he gasped as hir shaft pulsed another inch longer while his shrunk an inch. He was only penetrating hir with three inches now and his balls were pinching as they pressed up against his groin, his sac taut against them. So, this was what happened to Flash? The thought of losing his cock entirely before regrowing it like she had was a strangely enticing thought. And wow was the pleasure from the changes mounting.

Ira's boobs were now entering the B-cup range, having a bit of bounce to them. His nipples and areolae were a bit sore from the growth spurt, but not quite as uncomfortable as his hips, which were aching along with his whole pelvis. Though he couldn't see it clearly, he felt as though his whole back end was getting wider. It made him so happy that it was a struggle to focus on what he was doing and not just stand there with a dopey euphoric grin on his face. Feminization in art was something he was obsessed with and now it was finally happening to him!

The blue and yellow dragon was also getting feminized. His hips were nice and wide while his tits were heavy E-cups. He was in Heather's lap, riding her while his muzzle fully formed and his tail pushed its way out from behind him. His lemon-sized balls were bouncing atop Hazel's thighs while the rise in his belly from her dick traveled up and down. The dragon's gorgeous, over-a-foot-long, knotted dick with a row of bumps on the underside was drooling precum all over his scales. If Ira hadn't been fucking Flash right now, he would've been all over that dragon. He was so vibrantly sexy and Ira couldn't wait to ask him what his preferred pronouns were. 

It was astonishing how fast the dragon was transforming. That was one aggressive Tail Virus herm strain. Ira hoped he'd get a pussy of his own so he could stop feeling jealous and enjoy getting bred like the girl he wished he was. As blue-scaled wings with yellow membranes sprouted from the dragon's back, Ira felt Flash's dick press forward.

Flash's dick hit twenty inches long, as long as the distance from the bottom of his foot to the top of his knee, his dick lost another inch. It was no longer than his pinky and so sensitive now that he wondered if the sensation was more like a clit. Just the thought of having a clit almost sent him over the edge. His whole abdomen was aching, clenching, on the precipice of something massive.

"Haah! I'm gonna have a taur-sized dick!" Flash rubbed hir clit faster as shi teased hir left nipple. Then she grunted as she pushed hard. Her prick got tighter as shi squirmed until her balls plopped into their sac and she yowled as she came, hir pussy soaking hir fingers. 

He moaned with hir as he reveled in watching hir orgasm under his care. The moment hir cock muscles stopped clenching, he resumed thrusting. As he did so, hir balls swelled larger.

Hir balls reached the size of large avocados as shi spoke, looking humongous between hir lithe legs. "GRRRHH! Don't hold back, get my balls pregnant!" 

Though he knew what shi'd asked for was not possible, he lost control the moment shi said it. Hot jolts of pleasure jumped from his prick to his nipples, toes, fingers, ears, nose, and even the tip of his tail as his prick spasmed inside hirs.

"YES! YES! IRAAAAHHH! YEEEEESSSS!" Shi shrieked the muscles in her dick pulsed, sucking on Ira's cock. "GIVE ME EVERY INCH!"

"OH FLAAAASSHH! MRRAAAOOOWWW!" Ira cried out as he emptied his first spurt of spooge into hir shaft.

With each spurt, his balls pressed against his groin harder and the length of his dick decreased. Flash's shaft swallowed his cum, hir balls getting bigger while hir dick grew. While he and Flash yelped and moaned, their bodies twitching in orgasm, a plump vulva developed between Ira's legs. It didn't have an opening, but it was sensitive and squishy. Then, just as the last rope of cum left Ira's shaft, his balls popped into his abdomen and his plush vulva opened up.

This orgasm was different, instead of hitting an intense peak, it was more like tidal waves crashing through him. With each wave that crashed, he felt an invisible force pressing further up into him. His balls got closer and closer to becoming his ovaries while he clutched his tits. They swelled past C-cup, past D-cup, all the way to E-cup. His second and third set of kitty nipples gained tit flesh under them as well. He dug his sheathed lion claws into his tits, kneading them as they grew, ecstasy hitting him from every angle.

A loud moo from Heather as she pulled the dragon down one last time, caught Ira's attention and he watched hir fill the dragon's new womb with her seed. The dragon roared in orgasm, gyrating on top of Heather while clutching his tits. Ira's cunny clenched as a powerful desire to be bred filled his entire being. He was forced to look away when the ache in his womb made his legs shake.

Ira's dick became a cute little clit as Flash's dick grew one more inch. Flash pulled hir dick up against hir front, it now reached all the way to the underside of hir chin. Shi licked at the flared head, purring as shi enjoyed the flavorful mixture of hir precum and Ira's jizz. Ira's hips and thighs widened as he became more bottom heavy. Widening along with them was his clit, which was definitely equine and approaching the size of the end of his thumb. In the front window's reflection, he could see  that he now had a bonafide mom bod with curvy hips and thighs as well as big tits.

He guessed that he... No... He wasn't a guy anymore. She guessed that she was a couple inches shorter than she'd been maybe five ten-ish? Those couple inches had to have gone to her curves, because she had so many now. A tickle on the top of Ira's breasts, brought his gaze down to her bust. Red fur was falling like the leaves off of a tree in autumn. She grabbed handfuls of her lion mane and the fur came out effortlessly.

"My mane, it's coming out!" Ira jumped up and down with joy only to yelp in surprise from her tits flailing.

"That's a good thing, right?" Flash tilted hir head.

"Yes! It always grew so fast that I gave up trimming it and now I'll never have to worry about it again." Ira went to pull out more of her mane.

"Hold up. Flash, could you get a trash can so Ira's entire mane doesn't end up on the floor?" Heather asked, still balls deep in the dragon. "The one beside the door is a bit too heavy to move and it's not a good place to stand. There's a tall kitchen one behind the counter that should be about perfect."

Flash dashed over while holding hir titanic erection against hir front with one arm. Shi carried the trash can back with hir free hand, setting it down next to Ira.

"Thanks," Ira said with a smile.

"No problem, gorgeous." Flash nuzzled Ira's shoulder and then started helping.

Ira groped Flash's toned ass. Then she pulled clumps of her mane out and with each clump she tossed in the trash, she felt lighter, happier, more ecstatic. Everyone watched quietly with supportive smiles on their faces. Flash was taking care of any of the mane fur that fell behind Ira's shoulders. 

A few minutes later, Ira was collecting the rest of the loose mane fur on her boobs while Flash was rubbing over Ira's shoulders and neck to get the last bits of fur.

Ira looked at her reflection in the window. No  "Oh, wow. I-I'm beautiful."

Heather, Flash, and Dina all responded with something close to "Yes you are," but in slightly different versions that almost sounded like gibberish. They all looked sheepishly at each other afterwards.

"I can't believe it. I've never found myself attractive before. This---this is so--I--oh holy shit!" All the nervous worry Ira had about being hideous and unwanted no matter what she did came out as tears, making wet trails in her golden fur. She sobbed openly, unable to keep her emotions in check.

Flash hugged Ira from the side. Hir dick in a limp arch that went across both of Ira's thighs as shi kneaded Ira's smooth, feminine softness. "Cry all you need. You're a girl now and you don't have to act tough anymore."

Tears fell for every time Ira had been told to "grin and bear it" or that life "wasn't fair" or that "life sucks" and to "get used to it," because there was no reason to cry over anything. Tears fell for every time she'd had sex while having trouble engaging in it because she felt so disgusting and wrong. Tears fell for every time she'd considered getting on estrogen or catching the femme herm strain of the tail virus only to talk herself out of it. Disappointment in how thick headed and stubborn she'd been about her own care and happiness came out with extra hard sobs. 

Regret over all the times she'd gotten so jealous of Heather's body that she'd turned down, or cut short, hugs and closeness spilled through her mind, making her shake. Lastly, she thought of all the times she felt so gross, useless, and ugly that she treated herself like an evil, sickly thing that had to earn every breath she was allowed to breathe.

Ira wasn't sure how long she cried, but by the time she was done, she'd wet several napkins and been ushered over to a chair at Flash's table. At some point, Heather and the dragon had made their way over. The dragon was running his claws through Ira's red, curly hair, while Flash and Heather hugged Ira from either side. Having their tits pressed up against her sides was making the embrace softer and so much more satisfying.

After taking a moment to catch her breath and blow her nose, Ira put her hands on Heather and Flash's arms. A tenseness in Ira's abdomen, that felt a bit like a cramp, put her at a loss for words when she first tried to say something, but she managed to get the words out the second time. "Sorry about that."

"Oh, it's more than fine." Heather grabbed an unbleached napkin from the stack she'd set on the table and dried the fur on Ira's cheeks.

"Yeah, I cried some too before I came over." The dragon patted Ira's shoulder. "I'm Dina and I hope I didn't overstep by comforting you."

"No, not at all. I felt really supported since you had no real reason to care about what I was going through." Ira remembered an earlier thought and interrupted Dina to say, "What are your pronouns?"

"Flash's sales pitch kinda won me over. So, I'm gonna go with the, femme herm, phallic when written, 'shi/hir' pronouns." 

"Cool! I'm just settling with the standard feminine pronouns because I'm boring." Ira laughed half-heartedly.

"From what you went through to get here, I think it makes a lot of sense for you to go all-in on the feminine side of things, dear." Heather patted Ira's side. "Dont' sell yourself short. People should get to refer to themselves, and have others refer to them, in whatever way makes them most comfortable. No judgement. No guilt tripping."

"I agree with that so hard." Flash's cheetah tail flicked.

"I'm not asking this solely based on your pronoun choice. Just want to see if the vibe I'm getting from you is correct." Dina paused for a moment before continuing. "Are you the sort of girl that would go extra femme if she could? Wear dresses, skirts, and blouses as much as possible and chase the feminine ideal with other things?"

"Yeah, that fits what I want perfectly. Now that I get to be a girl, I'm going to go all in, I think." She tilted her head way back and looked up at Dina.

Dina kissed Ira, flicking hir tongue against Ira's lips. "I think that's cute." 

Ira's left ear twitched as an impulse she wasn't used to came up. Usually people flirted with her, not the other way around, but she felt like she wanted to try it. Actually feeling desirable was changing her entire playbook. "I kinda have a crush on you."

"Context says that you're going to grow a monster dick like Flash and, wouldn't you know it? I've never fucked a dick before." Shi chuckled.

Ira gasped as another wave of tenseness rolled through the muscles in her abdomen. Her clit started aching as she spoke. "Quit that. You're going to make me bottom text."

"It's been like five minutes since you stopped crying and the first thing you're thinking about is getting your cock fucked? Your dick hasn't even come back yet." Heather shook her head. "Girl, you have a problem."

"A problem I'd love to stuff my knot in." Dina licked Ira's neck with hir forked tongue.

"NGH!" Ira's mare pussy shoved her clit into the towel they'd put under her as it winked hard. "I need an adult."

"I am an adult," Dina said back, not missing a beat.

Flash and Heather bust out laughing.

Ira was going to laugh, but before she could, her clit shoved itself harder and harder against the towel. At first she thought it was another wink, but it kept going, so she tilted her hips and hunched a bit so she could see past her big tits. Her clit quickly grew to the size of a baby carrot and then just kept going as a little flare formed at the end. She gasped as a new clit budded off of the one that was becoming her dick. Another clench deep in her abdomen was followed by a pinching sensation on either side of her womb as her new testes separated off of her ovaries.

"Are you okay, dear--woah. That's growing really fast." Heather's eyes widened as Ira's cock got longer than her thumb.

A sac was forming at the base of it that was made of the same dark-coffee-brown horse flesh as her equine, teardrop-shaped vulva. Her tailhole pinched a bit as it pressed into the towel, becoming an equine donut and matching her other fun parts. She suddenly felt so empty, like her snatch was going to start on fire if it didn't get tended to soon.

"It's fucking hot!" Dina played with Ira's right tit, weighing it with hir scaly hand.

"Yes, very. It's really hard to look away." Heather's prick pressed out of its sheath as she bit her lip.

"Mine grew like a rocket, so it makes sense hers is doing the same." Flash licked Ira's left nipple. "Grow, baby, grow!" Shi chanted.

Ira meowed from the lick to her nipple and then blushed fiercely as she noticed everyone was watching her dick form. Her embarrassment was interrupted by an urge to push. When she did, she grunted and squeaked as she felt her new nuts move down the front wall of her pussy. Then, a feeling of emptiness hit her so hard that it brought tears to her eyes and she had to grip the sides of her chair to steady herself. It felt like Ira was going to burn up as the desperation in her cunt went nuclear.

Not able to find words at first, she wrapped her paw-padded hand around Heather's emerging shaft. "I need this. I need it now."

"Hnngh! You smell like you're in heat." Heather let go of Ira. "Get up off that chair and lift your tail." 

"I'm gonna enjoy watching this." Flash let go of Ira and scooted hir chair back.

"Wow, Ira, you just keep getting hotter." Dina grunted as hir prick exited hir scaly sheath.

Ira moaned at their comments before getting up and stepping away from the table. Then she turned her back end toward Heather while her tail flagged. Parting her voluptuous butt cheeks, she exposed her marehood to Heather. Her first experience with heat was like someone had hit her with a freight train full of need and her heart was pounding. "Please. I can't think. I have to get something inside me."

"Let momma take care of you." Heather put her half hard dick against Ira's pussy. Then she grabbed the base of Ira's tail as she applied pressure, spreading Ira's labia wider and wider.

Ira let out a yowl of pleasure as Heather's flare stretched her open. Then she gasped as it slipped inside with a satisfying thud. She yelped as she felt muscles she'd never used before contract around the intruding member. The pleasure was like getting hit by an electrical current. It was intense and never quite died down. Every little motion she, or heather made, created blissful reverberations throughout her satiny inner walls. Heather tried to press more in, but Ira clenched again, halting her immediately. "Shit!"

"Take deep breaths and just relax. You've got a mare pussy, so I know you can fit me. We just need to be patient." Heather stroked the fur on Ira's rump to reassure her.

"Yeah, okay." Ira tensed her inner muscles for a moment just to see what it felt like when she was the one making it tight. Then she let out a breath and relaxed all the muscles she'd tensed. "I think I'm ready for more."

"Alright." Heather grabbed Ira's hips and slowly added two inches of her length, her dick quickly hardening inside Ira.

Ira's legs shook as mind-blowing pleasure rocked her. "Oh wow!"

"Good girl! You're already getting the hang of this." Heather smiled before thrusting.

"HNGH!" Ira's clit was so big that the underside of Heather's shaft was sliding right across it as she entered. It was sending jolts of delight up into her abdomen that hit all her nipples. The two on her uppermost tits, and the four below, which had A and B-cup mounds under them now.

Heather was forced to stop when Ira got another urge to push. She grunted and made fists as her testes moved closer to the empty sac that was dangling just in front of her snatch. Her dick quickly got longer than the length of her hand, easily clearing seven inches. As it grew, it was stretching her flesh. That created pressure and it felt as though she was getting a hand job even though no one was touching it. The flared head was dark brown along with most of the shaft, but there was a large splotch of pink, about three fingers wide, on the upper left quadrant. It started just above her medial ring and stopped a bit before the head.

Dina and Flash were fingering each other's pussies while making out awkwardly. Awkward because they were both watching Ira intently. Ira was feeling greedy and was thinking of ways she could get both their dicks inside her along with Heather's dick.

Seeing that Ira was getting distracted, Heather thrust her dick in faster, getting to the halfway point while Ira's dick doubled in size. Between the ecstatic shocks from Ira's cock growth, and her pussy getting stuffed so good there was a bulge in her belly, Ira felt pleasure blossom inside her. She'd always wanted Heather in her pussy instead of her ass, but until now, she'd only had the one option. It was almost inconceivable that she had Heather's dick in her the way she really wanted. If she wasn't feeling herself stretch so much and the little bumps and turns of flesh on Heather's cock as they slid over her clit, she'd be disbelieving this was even happening. 

Another push put her testes behind Heather's flare. They were causing a lot of the extra tightness that was slowing things down and that gave her an idea. "Heather, when I cum, pull all the way out. I need my nuts in their sac."

Heather reached around and got precum from Ira's dick on her index finger then she pushed it into Ira's cum hole, saying, "Good idea. All you need to do then, is CUM!" She pulled her index finger out.

Heather's finger stretching her cum hole mixed with the pleasure of her pussy being penetrated. And when Heather pulled her finger out, it was like someone pulling the pin on a grenade. Ira screamed as her pussy convulsed around Heather's prick. Following Ira's idea, Heather pulled out of Ira's pussy slowly, her flare aiding Ira's contractions in ushering Ira's balls toward their new home. Just as Heather's flare popped out of Ira's cunny, Ira's balls plopped into their sac.

Before Ira could even ask for it, Heather penetrated Ira's folds once again. This time, she didn't stop until her medial ring was inside. As it entered, it hit Ira's clit, making her screech in bliss. Heather worked in and out until her balls were hitting Ira's. With each hit, Ira's balls swung less, swelling to the size of mangoes and tugging on her sac and clit in a very enticing way. And for some, wonderful, reason, as her balls grew, so did her tits. Orgasmic pleasure came from them as they became titanic G-cups. When she fondled them, her hands felt small in comparison and between them and her balls, she felt like a herm fertility goddess.

Ira groaned at the feeling of being completely full of cock, but satisfaction remained just out of reach. Her dick was enlarging quickly. It felt almost as good as Heather's dick spearing her quivering depths, but that also was not enough to satisfy her. No, the bigger her dick got, the larger her craving to have someone cum inside it got. It was now as big as Flash's had been when Flash got desperate to have it filled.

"Diiinaaa, I need your dick." Ira grabbed her dick and pointed it at Dina and then spread her cum hole with two fingers, shuddering as Heather kept pounding her.

Dina pulled hir fingers out of Flash's equine teardrop and licked them off. Flash was panting with hir mouth open. Flash's dark blue dick was just sitting against hir front, fully erect as shi recovered from what Dina had just done to hir. Dina stroked hir dick, spreading hir pre all over it as shi walked over to Ira. Then shi put hir tapered tip up against Ira's cum hole. "Ready?"

"Do it." Ira reached for Dina's tits.

After leaning forward so Ira could reach hir tits, Dina worked hir way into Ira's cum hole. Ira gasped and fidgeted as shi felt hir dick distend from the taper that was entering it. It felt like someone entering her pussy, but sharper. Sharper because her cock was a much tighter fit, and though it was elastic enough to accommodate someone's dick, it took effort to get one in there. It was becoming one of her favorite sensations.

"You look like you might be uncomfortable." Dina stopped after two inches of hir forearm-long shaft was inside Ira's.

 "No, keep going, it's fucking fantastic! Every time one of your bumps pops in, I nearly blow my load." Ira moaned sharply as Dina shoved another bump in. 

She then tried the same thing she'd done with Heather's prick and tensed up the pussy-like muscles inside hir shaft before taking a couple deep breaths and relaxing them. As she did this, the pulsing stiffness of her dick's interior lost a lot of tension.

Dina grunted as shi took advantage of Ira's efforts. Inch after inch of hir cock disappeared inside Ira's. Then they reached the thickest point of Dina's cock, about half way down the shaft. After that, hir dick tapered a bit until it got to the knot. Looking into Ira's eyes, she dug her blunt claws into Ira's tits as shi pushed past the halfway point. Ira's thick pole came, tugging on Dina's shaft while Dina used the favorable contractions to bury every last inch in Ira. When Dina's uninflated knot made it in, another orgasm stacked on top of the first.

Cumming from her dick this way felt really strange. It was like her muff cumming, but it had that crackling edge that cock orgasms had. It made Ira stomp and screech and yowl as she dug her fingers into Dina's scaly breast flesh. They just stayed like that for a while, clenching each other's tits with wide eyes from the newness of it all.

The whole time this was happening, Heather's flare was getting thicker and her cock harder as she was well on the way to blowing her load in Ira's depths. Ira's pussy was feeling extra good. Heather's flare and medial ring were digging into her walls as she got bred, feeling like a deep massage where the pressure led to pleasure instead of discomfort. She didn't know how long her pussy would last and was feeling a fluttering fuzzy sensation pooling in her entire torso. Her fingers, toes, and ears were feeling lighter.

"Fuck! How did it all fit!? I can't last long, this is too hot!" Dina cried out as shi lost control and started railing Ira's cock, hir lemon-sized balls whacking the underside whenever shi hilted hirself.

"GAH! I can't hold back watching y'all. I'm gonna cum again." Flash was stroking hir huge cock with both hands while licking and sucking on its broad head.

"My knot's already having trouble coming back out. I think I'm gonna blow!" Dina's movements were getting jerky as shi teetered on the edge. 

Ira let out screeching moans each time she felt the thump of Dina's knot entering, or exiting. A growth spurt from Ira's horsecock forced Dina to step back as it reached the final length of Flash's shaft. It was practically as long as an arm now.

"You ready for me to fill your womb?" Heather's dick was harder than ever, like a smoldering rod of obsidian. Since she was on the edge, her flare had expanded until it was making a clear outline in Ira's belly. It was a surprise Heather had hung on this long.

Ira fell into a frenzy, all the incredible sensations culminating into a storm of lust and ecstacy inside her. All hir life, shi'd been adverse to people's compliments, always thinking they had to have an angle, some reason to manipulate her by saying kind things to her. That had all changed seeing how all these girls wanted her, how much pleasure her body could give her, and how much her body was contradicting what she thought was possible. Now she felt like a sexual force of nature: like the hottest, most incredible, most fuckable, girl in the whole world! "COAT ME, FLASH! CUM IN ME HEATHER! KNOT MY DICK, DINA!"

Heather grunted, slamming into Ira and forcing Dina to go even harder on the other end. Then she gripped the base of Ira's tail and did one last thrust, clapping her balls against Ira's. Her dick spasmed as she mooed loudly.

Dina roared as shi buried hir knot in Ira's horsecock. As the knot expanded, shi speared hir own pussy with the end of hir tail. Hir back arched and hir hips bucked as shi made tiny thrusts in time with the contractions traveling up hir shaft.

Flash's flare expanded, getting wider than hir hand. The whole thing bulged rhythmically from base to tip. Shi yowled and grabbed one of hir tits as shi aimed hir prick at Ira's side with hir other hand. An eruption of jizz splattered across Ira's shoulder first, then another hit her tits, and another got all over her muzzle.

Ira's mare muff came a second before Heather flooded her needy womb. The muscles in Heather's dick were perfectly in sync with Ira's tunnel, making everything feel like magic. A titillating warmth rushed into every nook and cranny of Ira's being, an answer to her heat finally being given. She felt immense relief along with every gush of Heather's spunk.

The moment Dina's spooge spilled into Ira's waiting shaft, Ira's shaft started milking Dina's. The sensation was like getting hit by pulsed lightning, making every part of her tingle. Every single square millimeter of dick that was pulsing inside Ira's was sending her unfathomable pleasure. It was easy to feel every bump on the underside of Dina's prick, each lobe of hir knot and every other curve of hir shaft. It was the sort of sensation one got addicted to. She knew she was doomed. She knew she'd need her cock fucked regularly from now on.

Ira neighed so loud it echoed throughout the entire coffee shop. Her pussy and her cock were getting filled at the same time. She couldn't believe it. It was a perfection she'd never imagined. The oodles of cum leaving Dina's shaft were being shuttled down Ira's shaft and somehow, without Ira understanding it, filling Ira's ball sac. She hadn't cum enough in Flash's shaft to notice, but with Dina's productivity, it was clear. Her balls hung lower and lower as Dina filled them. They kept clutching each other's tits the entire time, flicking each other's nipples and moaning at the top of their lungs.

Another jet of cum from Flash got Ira's hip. Her left side was glazed with pearly white herm goodness. More blasts of pleasure hit her as Heather reached around and groped Ira's second set of tits. They were B-cups, just enough to fill the palm of one's hand. Feeling those, now very sensitive nipples, and the pert flesh below, get fondled by Heather's strong hands, pushed Ira over the edge. It wasn't the edge of an orgasm, it was an entire universe of bliss all trying to happen at the same time inside Ira. She started seeing white as her head felt completely empty and completely full at the same time.

*

Ira blinked as she felt all three girls holding her up. "Huh?"

"You passed out, dear. The good kind of passing out." Heather patted Ira on the back. "It was heartwarming to see you get so into it."

Heather's cock was still balls-deep inside Ira while Dina's cock was still knotted to hers. She giggled with joy.

"You sound drunk." Flash laughed.

"It's cute." Dina gave Ira's tits a squeeze.

"Yeah, she's a good girl." Heather hugged Ira from behind.

"How much longer is this party supposed to go?" One of Ira's ears folded down as she tried to figure out how much time had passed.

"Oh, despite it having an official end time, I'm fine sticking around if people want to stay," Heather said. "Is there something you'd like to do?"

Ira was far too cumbrained to think too hard about what she was saying, so she just came out with, "I think I want to get my dick fucked a couple more times."

"Oh God, she's addicted." Flash shook hir head.

"Don't act like you're not." Heather pointed accusingly.

"Fine, yeah, I want that too." Flash shrugged. "Can you blame me?"

"No, not at all. Plug your ears, you three." Heather took in a deep breath while she folded her ears down. Once she saw that they were all plugging their ears, she called out, "It's time for round two of this party. Anyone who wants to see how much cum these two cat's balls can hold before they bust a huge nut, get in line!"

Ira and Flash blushed, not able to make eye contact with anyone while their dicks throbbed, begging for more attention.

"Now this is what I call a party!" Dina cheered.

END OF DRAFT