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Cameron wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, dropping the twin daggers he was using. Falling back on his ass, Rizz threw a waterskin at his face causing him to fall to the ground. “Ow…” He groaned, uncorking and taking a drink of the fresh water.
“Come on, a baby could have caught that.” She cackled, sauntering over before plopping down at his side. “’sides you’ve been training for like, since morning.” She looked up at the sun, her orange eyes shimmering in the light.
“Well… I kinda need to get use to fighting, like actual fighting. Plus, the wings and stuff.” His tail slipped out and snaked into her pants, the tip glossing over his pussy lips. “You know. There’s a pretty quick way to get me that energy back, and close up some of these—” Rizz shoved two fingers into his mouth to shut him up.
“Not interested yet, maybe when I’M tired, we can talk again and you can make me feel good.” She felt his tongue wriggling around her fingers, making her smirk as she began thrusting them in and out slowly. “Or, I guess if you do that, we can work something out.” Before she could continue the sounds of hooves stomping closer drew both of their eyes. Lydia, still slightly hairier and larger than before, was moving towards them with a mission her hands and body covered in dried blood. “Oh, sup Lydia, I was about to use Cam if you wanted to join in.”
Lydia simply ignored the goblin and in a swift motion, snatch Cameron from the ground by the front of his leather bralette, dragging him away towards her hut. “Hey, uh, Lyds, whatcha doing there?” Cameron nervously chuckled as she kicked the door open, splintering it from the force of her hoof. Cameron let out a little cough of nerves, “I uh, think I’ve got training I gotta get back— Eeep!” He was tossed unceremoniously onto the bed, his head hanging off, his vision being filled with her sweaty horse cock emerging from its sheathe.
“Suck.” She commanded, leaving no room for debate. Cameron swallowed thickly, his body flush with desire, but he kept them down as he stared into her wild, chocolatey eyes.
“Lydia. Do… You want to talk about it…?” His eyes pulsed with power, pink mist seeping from his lips as he did. “You uh… were gone when I woke up, so I assumed you went to do druid stuff.”
“I killed people. I killed Toriv, the Archdruid. I accepted power to do so. Now, I want to claim my mate.” She growled, pressing her cock against his cheek grinding her scent into his skin. She let out a pain gasped, seeing Cameron reaching out and grabbing her balls.
“There’s more…” Cameron felt his little cock twitching in his shorts, his body screaming to take the leaking cock into his mouth. Lydia sighed, before reaching down and taking his wrists in her hands.
“After. I promise.” She felt a burning sensation across her chest, seeing a rose and thorns tattoo sprouting over her collar bone.
Cameron let out a little chuckle, “found out, I can make mini deals. So, you’re not allowed to break—” His joyous explanation was cut short by her sweaty balls being pressed against his mouth. “Shut up and clean you little cock slut.” Lydia growled, feeling his lithe tongue slipping over her balls. “Damn, you’re such a good boy.”
He let off the balls with a little pop, blowing on them with his mist, before grinning. “You should try actually swearing, especially when you turn my asshole into your person punching bag.” He shimmied out of his shorts, his little cock plapping against his skin wetly. The sight of the little cock, caused something in Lydia to snap in her bestial state.
She wrapped her fingers around his throat, slamming her flared cock head into his face until, with the help of his tongue, into the wet cavern of his mouth. “Shut up. Who the fuck do you think you are? You’re just a fuckin’ little slut who wants any and all cock in this tight mouth of yours, huh?!” She started slamming her hips forward, pushing inch after inch into his mouth, her balls slapping against his forehead each time. “You want me to do somethin’? How about you just lay there like a good fuck doll and take this dick all the way!?” She didn’t stop until her furry waist pressed against his chin, causing him to sputter and gag slightly from her stopping the movements. “Aw, little gay boy can’t handle dick if it’s not moving? Maybe I just let you wait it out then, I love this warm feeling you’re givin’ me.” She purred a little, her squared pupils zeroing in on his twitching cock.
She reached down, keeping herself lodged in his mouth, grabbing the little dick with her thumb and first two fingers. He let out a few weak spurts of cum, making a part of her smile softly, but was quickly overshadowed by a smirk. “Are you ready little boy? Even if you weren’t I am.” She pulled out of his throat in one long stroke, causing him to see stars and cum all over himself, again. She spun him around in his dazed state, getting on the bed with him and bending his hips towards his face. His little cock was a few inches away from his face, leaking into his slack mouth as Lydia wiped her spit and pre-cum slicked cock over his tight asshole.
“Get ready, I’m claimin’ you as mine, and you don’t get a say.” She gave a quick slam, her full balls bouncing off his juicy ass as she began battering his asshole. His mind slowly pieced itself back together as he stared up at the woman attempting to breed his boy ass, and grabbed the sides of her head.
“Come on then! Give me all that fucking dick you furry bitch!” He used his tail to prod and tease her asshole, making her moan and sigh. Lydia picked the femboy up from under his arms, slamming him against a wall as she bounced him on her cock, his tail attempting to slip into her ass. Their lips crashed together, as his tongue slowly wormed its way down her throat, making her taste herself on his breath. His tail eventually slipped into her ass, quickly jabbing her prostate, making her see stars and hilt the entire over foot of horse cock into his ass as she pumped him full of her spunk.
“Get pregnant you fucking gay slut!” She screamed, before sinking her teeth into his shoulder, drawing a bit of blood from her blunt teeth. Cameron muffled his own scream returning the favor to her neck, sucking, and licking on the flesh as his stomach began to bloat from the sheer volume of cum. They stayed still for a few moments before Lydia began thrusting slowly again. “I’m not down yet, you’ve got a few hours before I’m satisfied now.”
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“So… wanna talk now?” Cameron smiled softly, brushing a few sweaty strands of hair from Lydia’s face.
“Oh… yea… sorry for getting’ rough with you, I uh… I let the wild part of me come out.” She chuckled nervously, pulling the smaller boy close to her sweaty body. His hands idly played with her large breasts, waiting for her to continue. “So, we satyrs have a bloodline that stretches far back, all the way back to the beginnin.’ My clan descends from a satyr, god? Demi-god? I don’t know what you’d call him, but he founded my clan, after he made some deal with some demons. The details are kinda hazy dependin’ on who you ask, but it boils down to, our clan sometimes, we’re born with the wild and beastlier side of our bloodline. If you can’t control it, well…”
“You end up a kinda bad person? So, you’re pretty much no different than me!” Cameron smiled and kissed her cheek, making the satyr blush profusely. “Well, besides you having years of training to help control yourself and stuff, meanwhile, I fucked myself to get my power. Kinda.”
“Huh?” Lydia stared blankly into his pink eyes.
“Oh, did I forget to mention when I fought my inner me, I fucked myself? Well, I let myself fuck me, but I was also on top, getting fucked? Does that make sense?” Lydia giggled and kissed his forehead, closing her eyes and pulling his face into her cleavage.
“Yes, it does my little man. Now, shut up let me rest, after that, I need sleep and a bath.”