Monster Breeder

“I’ve got no problem turning up the heat.” Two flame-construct phalluses sprout from the fiery pubic hair covering the wolf girl’s mound. Their size, girth, and burning aspect make Monal and Rosie’s eyes bulge with trepidation. Even I’m slightly concerned about how big Suka is making her flame-dicks these days.

“Don’t worry!” Gale tells her wingmaidens, “Suka will make you feel great! Incredible! The bestest!”

“Heh, yup, the bestest, that’s me.” A trace of shame enters Suka’s voice, and her fiery cocks suddenly shrink to a slightly more approachable size that makes both wingmaidens’ shoulders slump in relief. “Come on, then, don’t be shy,” the Flamestalker says as she forms huge flame claws over her hands that stretch forward like rubber to grab both Harpies around the middle and reel them in.

As expected, Suka’s fire only burns those she wishes to harm, and both bird beauties are ‘safe’ in her grasp.

Like a ravenous beast, Suka takes both of her hands and graps one thigh each for the two girls on her either side and lifts—making Monal and Rosie each balance on their other leg while exposing their bare, glistening cunts—and sinks her burning rods into their maidenly holes.

““Aaahhh!”” the Harpies cry as overwhelming heat enters their most intimate reaches.

“Does she feel good?” Gale coos at her retainers, “I bet she does with her big, hot, thingies~” The Rainbird hovers around Suka’s shoulders, wings crossed over the wolf girl’s teats, and leans in to claim the Flamestalker’s lips with her own.

Suka closes her eyes and accepts the kiss with tenderness while ravaging the two birds in hand with flaming phalluses in their ‘bushes.’

The four of them stay that way for a while as my panties bulge with my appreciation. The Harpies moan and croon their pleasure loudly as they are taken by an alpha bitch, their bliss heightened by the loving gaze of their sweet Mistress. Said Rainbird’s eyes widen, then close in rapture as her throat glows brightly from internal illumination. A muffled groan of satisfaction escapes from Gale’s locked lips before Suka finally releases her.

Gale retracts slowly, allowing everyone to see how deep into her esophagus Suka forced a blazing flame-tongue as it withdraws from her lips inch by inch by inch by inch.

“Looks like you all are having fun!” a gruff voice calls as the owner approaches. It’s Steeltooth, the Lizardman leader, with a score of his tribesmen in tow.

I give him the rundown while Suka continues to fuck her new toys in front of us like a genuine exhibitionist. “So, you see, I know your Draconic brethren have latent Fire affinities because of the Inner Heat and Inner Spark abilities I’ve gotten from your marks.”

“…And you want us all to fuck these birds?”

“Yes, I think the number of partners is a factor. To play it safe, as many of you as possible should try to stuff them with all the cum you have in all their holes. You know, for science and crap.” Given that I don’t actually give a shit about science, I may be letting some of my voyeuristic and sadistic urges slip out. Still, it’s for their benefit, so it can’t hurt to be thorough!

Rosie and Monal survey the crowd of horny lizards with a mixture of dawning horror and raging lust as they both climax simultaneously on Suka’s inferno-cocks. They grab hold of each other with their wings while balancing on a leg apiece and screech as boiling pleasure melts their brains, ““Ffffuuuuuuck!!!””

Their orgasmic squirting sprays across Suka’s front and boils on contact with the steamy Flamestalker, throwing up a brief puff of musky mist that sends the Lizardmen into a frenzy.

The first male to reach them everts his large hemipenis covered with the small, fleshy protuberances common to reptilian dicks, letting his members flop onto the Harpies’ upturned faces. Rosie and Monal take the phalluses fragrant with masculine pheromones into their soft mouths and begin choking enthusiastically on the Lizardman’s shafts while Suka continues to rut their avian pussies.

The Flamestalker hasn’t cum yet and won’t let them go until she’s satisfied. Meanwhile, Rosie and Monal are going to be busy for a long time dealing with this queue of horny reptiles.

“Oh! You’ve invited me to a party!” Moka, the chocolate truffle Dust Bunny, says as she answers my missive and approaches.

“We’re having a party!?!” Gale shouts with joy. Then she answers her own question, “Duh, of course, this is a party—there’re so many fun people around for Gale to play with!”

“Actually,” I interrupt before the Rainbird can get any ideas, “I called Moka for Rosie.” Then I explain the situation yet again, this time to the Dust Bunny in question. Moka has a strong connection with the element of Earth, making her ideal to pair with Rosie’s burgeoning affinity.

While I spoke, Moka had already stuffed her face between Suka’s ass cheeks to rim her mate and favorite predator. The Dust Bunny reluctantly pulls her head from those clenching buns of steel to answer me, “So, Lady Mayoress, you want me to insert myself into this situation?”

“That’s right.”

“If my mate agrees…”

Suka is a gasping, ruddy mess from having her ass and tits played with by Moka and Gale while her cocks endure heaven inside a pair of feathery pussies, but she answers, “Do it. Get in here and show this cute bird a good time.”

Moka stares at the scene, her eyes tracing her mate’s thrusts into the pair of Harpies while Lizardmen fill Rosie and Monal’s bellies with cum. Then she smiles and saunters forward. “Then I’ll make it good for both of you~” She waits for the nearest Lizardman to blow his load in the velvet vices of the Harpies’ throats before catching some of the spilled semen on his withdrawal. She lathers an arm with a mixture of spilled seed and spit before running her other hand’s fingertips along the length of Rosie’s spine. Then she roughly grabs the flamingo Harpy’s tail feathers and lifts them to put a pair of lustrous ebony globes on full display.

“W-what are you—hurk!” *Gurgle!*

The next Lizardman in line shoves his erection into Rosie’s mouth, stuffing her hole with his member and rendering her next words inaudible.

Moka forms her fingers into a spear set against the Harpy’s sweet rosebud and gently pushes forward. After a few moments of resistance and more muffled moans, her hand slips inside Rosie’s sphincter with a schlorp. “Mmmph!!!”

Once she’s past the thumb, the wrist is narrower and easier to bear, not to mention the bunny girl’s arms are not that girthy for a Harpy the size of a human woman. Rosie is able to take Moka’s arm with admirable grace after warming up to the insertion. Together, the two of them look like an exotic confection mixing milk chocolate and dark chocolate. With Suka’s pale skin hammering between Rosie’s legs, one could call it adding white chocolate to the mix.

With her free hand, Moka reaches around to finger the flamingo Harpy’s clit, adding another element to Rosie’s bliss. The poor ebony-skinned Harpy’s eyes roll up into her head as the girl’s hips start bucking uncontrollably on those dexterous fingers, a big burning brand of a cock, and a bunny’s arm up the ass. She chokes on the reptilian member in her throat while another load of cum fills her gullet, shooting out of her nose in spurts and leaking from her lips.

Monal senses the Bunny girl’s fingers near her nethers and uses that extra source of friction—grinding her sex against Moka’s knuckles while Suka’s thrusts hammer her cunt to completion.

Not even Suka can resist succumbing to this climax, and her spine stiffens as something happens to her nethers. Gale is there, kissing her neck and brushing her sensitive nipples with feathery wings, but it’s Moka who smirks from down below.

“How do you like the handjob, Suka, my love?”

My eyes widen as I realize the hand inside Rosie must have grabbed Suka’s flaming cock through the thin membranes of the Harpy’s inner walls. The increased tightness of the Bunny’s grip must have pushed Suka over the edge, because the Flamestalker cums loud and long with a great, lupine howl.

“I’m so glad they’re all having fun!” Gale sighs in satisfaction while watching her wingmaidens, Suka, Moka, and the Lizardmen together.

“You called, Lady Mayoress?” Mrs. Ewe asks from nearby, having finally arrived after receiving my missive.

I’m about to explain the situation one more time, but I’m tired of talking. “Yes. I need you to fuck that Harpy, and please don’t ask questions.”

Gale’s eyes widen with excitement as she floats over to us, meeting my former teacher’s gaze after I singled her out to the Electric Ewe. “You’re so fluffy! I could die!”

The Rainbird buries her face in Mrs. Ewe’s neck ruff and snuggles the Electric Ewe relentlessly. My former teacher looks at me and sighs as she pets Gale’s hair, “I was hoping you had someone with a massive cock for me, but this girl is quite adorable. If it’s a favor for the Lady Mayoress, I can forgo my usual preferences and indulge this cutie.”

There’s a bright flash, and suddenly Megan is standing there beside us. She tries to look severe, but this is undercut by an involuntary shake of her hips that tells me she’s recently been on the receiving end of a tongue bath to her nethers. “Alex, I heard about what you’re doing. I caught Diane and Tricia, and they told me everything after a little convincing.” The Denki Nezumi wiggles her fingers in a lascivious manner while sparks fly between her digits to make it clear she finger-fucked both girls until their resistance crumbled beneath overwhelming orgasmic pleasure. “Why are you using this uppity fluff-butt to awaken Gale’s Electric affinity instead of me?”

“Uh…”

“Now, where’s this slutty Harpy that needs a good fucking?” Chris stumbles upon us while mumbling to herself and rubbing her hands with clearly lustful intent. “Eep!” she skids to a halt as she recognizes Megan standing not more than a few feet away.

Megan narrows her eyes at Chris before glaring at me, “You called this cunt to fuck my wife too and didn’t invite me?!?”

“I figured Gale could use the boost to her Cold affinity!” I defend myself. “And, if she hasn’t already unlocked her Electrical affinity, I assumed it must be because she needs exposure to a new flavor of Electric magic.”

In support of my conclusion, we all compare the brilliant yellow glow of Megan’s fur and hair to the luminous blue aura emanating from Mrs. Ewe’s stormy fleece.

“And besides, Gale is a big girl who can decide who she wants to make love with!” the Rainbird says, defending my actions to her wife. And thank the God Beasts for that. Megan melts into a puddle of affection when Gale drops her frown to kiss the mouse girl tenderly before saying, “But, since you’re here, why not have some fun with us?”

Megan gives a lust-drunk nod of affirmation, and the four women arrange themselves for some hot sesbian lex.

The Rainbird reclines on the pavilion floor, taking the bottom role. She’s giddy and practically shaking with excitement as she lies there waiting for her partners to take position.

Mrs. Ewe lifts one of Gale’s taloned legs to expose the soft slit of the Rainbird’s lust-slick sex. Then she straddles Gale’s crotch, lowering her core to kiss the young Harpy’s in the ‘scissors’ stance. There’s a spark as an arc of Electricity jumps from the Ewe’s staticky pubes to Gale’s bare beaver. The Rainbird jolts but just giggles as the shock seems to elicit a shiver of pleasure.

Then Megan peers down at Gale from above and behind, lowering her mouth for a sweet upside-down kiss. Another zap punctuates the parting of their lips that sends Gale into another convulsion of jubilant bliss. When Megan straightens, she advances on her knees before proceeding to sit on the tittering Harpy’s face. Gale immediately begins lavishing affection on her mousy lover’s peach and pearl.

The Denki Nezumi appears to have entered a private nirvana as she’s orally serviced by her Harpy bride. She rides Gale’s tongue like a matador on a bull, making sure the Rainbird’s lips have a chance to caress every inch of her nethers—only to zero in on the magic button at the top of her vulva. Tiny crackles and bursts of light evidence the consequences of touching the live wire that is Megan’s crotch while the electric mouse nears climax. Gale seems to merely take this as a lovely spice to accentuate the flavor of her meal.

“Hmm,” Chris considers as she tries to decide where she’s going to fit in this scenario. The Snow Bunny’s eyes drift to the union of Gale and Mrs. Ewe’s sexes as she takes an interest in the rolling hills of soft thighs and precious pubic mounds pressing together. She mounts Gale on her hands and knees facing south before carefully leaning in to stick her tongue where the Ewe’s pussy rubs against Gale’s.

“Aaahhnn!” Mrs. Ewe cries as Chris’s cold oral member licks her groin.

Meanwhile, the Rainbird arches her back and groans into Megan’s cunt as she receives a similar surprise.

“Hey, do you think you’re doing, waving that big thing in my face?” Megan growls as Chris’s interruption disrupts Gale’s attention while she was on the verge of orgasm. She glares at the bottoms of Chris’s pristine white teddy corset just inches away, wiggling with abandon as the Snow Bunny tongues her wife’s sensitive jewel. “You asked for it,” she says as she pulls the teddy aside to reveal a naked pussy frosted with frozen lust.

Megan shoves two fingers into Chris’s pussy, then ups the insertion to three, and then four mousy digits as that arctic cunt loosens in accommodation. “Mmmrmph!” Chris groans into the apex of the Ewe and Harpy’s union. Megan’s hand glows with energy and blurs when she starts stroking in earnest. “Mmph! Mmph! Mmmrmrmph!!!”

The Snow Bunny tries to arch her back, buck her hips, and thrust against Megan's digits simultaneously, but ends up simply writhing in place as the electric mouse moves too quickly for her to find any rhythm. She completely loses control of herself as Megan sends a jolt of electric power directly into her cervix, cumming like a bitch in a gush of fluids that freezes into slush on contact with Gale’s skin—making the Rainbird shiver violently and moan loudly in commingled ecstasy and measured pain. Chris's release is voluminous and juicy.

“Don’t squirt on my wife, you nasty cunt!”

Megan blasts her with another wave of energy so potent it further fluffs the already furry angora bunny’s winter coat—puffing Chris’s tail, paw fur, and neck ruff.

Then Gale trembles and jerks as it appears the circuit is complete. From my vantage, I can see the radiance of an Electric glow increase in lumens by the second when the shock passing through Chris’s cunt enters Mrs. Ewe by clit, then zips through Gale from cooch to lip and back into Megan. The Denki Nezumi is only fueled by the electricity, and her output amps up to match.

Soon, the four of them are a living circuit of sado-masochism and lust glowing ever brighter toward a climax of impossible power. Mrs. Ewe screams in pleasure, Gale’s talons scrape the pavilion floor as her legs lash out in the throes of passion, and more love juices stream from Chris’s tortured pussy as Megan’s own cunt bursts like a dam down her wife’s throat.

““Aaahhhnnn!!!”” all four of them cry at the peak of their climax.

There’s a slight lull in the scene as the built-up power discharges and subsides, and then I catch a glimpse of Gale’s hair adding an electric-blue highlight next to the cold white and breezy green streaks. Looking over, I think Monal’s peacock feather and Rosie’s pebble beauty mark both seem more lustrous than ever. Mission success!

Then I cum on Steeltooth’s metallic prick while he reaches around to stroke my cock, spraying my load in a high arc before leaning back against the Lizardman’s bound breasts. “Thanks for that,” I tell him, “Watching all that without some relief would’ve been torture.”

“You’re welcome, Lady Mayoress. I was at a loss waiting for my turn with the Harpies myself. It’s been a pleasure.”

In a minute, I’ll head over and get a blowjob from Chris to update my marks with her. I’d normally give more personal attention in an extended session, but watching them was fun too. That, and I didn’t want to unnecessarily insert myself into such a lovely quartet—I mean, I totally will later on, but I have a schedule to keep tonight.

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*Snow Bunny blowjob – One Fuzzy Mark!*