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Tail Virus Hermification Checkup
🕑 Added 2022-06-14 14:21:05 +0000 UTCThe tail virus took Duke's scrawny form and turned him into a big, unstoppable slice of beefcake who was literally hung like a horse. But the Tail Virus isn't done with him, there's a tenderness behind his balls and odd inexplicable cramps in his abdomen.
That's why he's about to see Dr. de Acosta, a hung herm equine dragon taur who's an expert on the Tail Virus. Dr. de Acosta is also the hottest woman Duke's ever seen, but instead of wanting to fuck her, he wants something else as his body transforms, something new that he's going to end up begging for.
Tail Virus Hermification Checkup
by Zmeydros
(Edited by Secretskunk and Tiliquain)
Sitting in the waiting room, I shifted in my seat nervously. The confounding minimalist modern art on the walls was more irritating than soothing. Making money off of spilling your paint bucket on a canvas just shouldn't be a thing! Why was it a thing!? What about all the artists that spent years of their lives learning how to draw animals, plants, and landscapes only to be in less museums than the hacks with leaky paint buckets? I took a deep breath and clenched my fist, remembering that my nervous internal rants only added to my inner turmoil. This was a followup appointment and I needed to stay calm despite the fact they'd scheduled me with a Tail Virus specialist. The uncomfortable chairs, the fact that my horse tail was touching the waiting room floor, or the tenderness behind my balls I was being seen for were all things I needed to just let go.
Thinking about what it felt like when I touched that tender spot was definitely also a mistake. I squeezed my legs together and bit my lip. This was so embarrassing. I was a linebacker, I wasn't supposed to make noises like that. Men grunted, they didn't wail like pornstars and I was so masculine I made the little guys blush. Yeah, I probably had some sort of nerve problem or a bizarre kind of hernia. Pleasure and pain could get mixed up, right? I stared at the magazines on the blue slate coffee table in front of me, forcing my mind to think about something else.
Gardening, parenting, cooking, interior decorating...did only housewives go to this doctor's office? Well, my dad did garden and parent, so I guess I was being unfair. I sighed and leaned back. Everything I was thinking was stupid, being in this waiting room was stupid, and--
"Duke Ferguson?" an airy female voice said behind me.
My ears turned toward her and then my head followed. "That's me." As I got up and felt my hefty balls sway in my boxers, I smiled proudly.
Holding the door open was a nurse with long bunny ears, golden hair, and a button nose. "Right this way and you can call me Abigail or Abby."
"Nice to meet you, Abigail," I said, giving her a confident smile.
At six-foot-ten, I towered over her as I followed her down the hallway, my hooves clopping on the smooth pink-and-white-flecked tiles. Her little bunny tail moved a bit from side to side as she strode in front of me. The black tips of her gray-furred ears were pretty cute as was the wide-eyed way she looked up at me as I got onto the scale.
I could see her trying to keep her gaze above my maroon gym shorts, so I asked, "Don't see many guys like me, do you?"
"You're the first, actually. Sorry if I'm making that obvious," she said before checking the weight on the scale and taking notes.
As she checked my height I said, "Don't worry, I've had four months to get used to standing out."
"Compared to you, I barely get noticed at all, I'm sure," she said as she led me to an exam room.
"I doubt that. You're adorable," I said.
She flipped one of the paddles on the wall to mark the room as occupied and then opened the door. "You'd think I'd be sick of getting called that, but nope, I melt a little every time."
The exam room was about three times the size of a normal one. It was one of the ones they used for minor surgeries and there was one of those big overhead lights full of reflectors, a very nice exam table, a deep sink, and some medical equipment on carts that did only God knew what. The heart monitor and the ultrasound machine were the only two I recognized. On the wall was a watercolor painting of a field full of wildflowers guarded by the towering mountains behind them. It was beautiful and full of hope. So much better than the art had been in the waiting room.
Abigail's eyes were staring at the big bulge in my shorts as I caught a hint of her scent. As my nostrils widened and I took a deep sniff of the air, my sheath tingled. Then I said, "You were born to have a pair of bunny ears. I can't get over how they accentuate your face."
"I know, right?" She bounced on the balls of her feet. Then she remembered her job and motioned toward the chair next to the computer desk that was built into the wall, saying, "Have a seat."
Careful to thread my horse tail through the back of the chair, I sat. My hips and thighs were almost too wide to fit because the horse in me had made me a true mountain of a man. As I saw her grab the blood pressure cuff, I automatically raised my right arm so she could put it on.
She said, "Used to checkups, are we?"
I nodded, "I'm the sixty-first recorded case of tail virus infection in a guy with normal T levels. I had to get tested every day for a whole month."
"Before I saw your file, I didn't even know it could infect men. You seem pretty happy with the results," she said.
"Overjoyed, honestly, I was scrawny before I got it and now it's effortless to put on muscle and maintain my physique," I said. "Plus, I like all the horse traits and the dash of canine I got."
She put on the cuff and checked my blood pressure before removing the cuff and saying, "It's been easier for me too, honestly. I feel healthier after the tail virus than before it."
"So, your skin didn't glow before you got it?" I asked.
With a blush, she said, "Not as much, no." Then she used her ID to unlock the workstation on the desk next to me.
My flare pressed out of my sheath as her scent got stronger. I pressed my legs together to try and hide the stiffy that was building only to bite my lip to stifle a gasp from feeling my legs put pressure on my balls and prick. I widened them again and coyly covered my crotch with my hands, but not before her eyes darted to the wide tent that had just started to form. Only a split second after that, her eyes were back on my crotch, so I moved my hands, letting her see the impression the head of my horsecock was making in my shorts.
"You're a medical professional and I'm an open book when it comes to how my body changed, so ask away if you've got questions," I said.
She thought for a moment, actively trying not to look below my belt. "Did all of you get equine hybridized?"
Blood rushed to my crotch and then a twitch deep in my abdomen got me to hiss in pain while I doubled over while trying to remember to breathe. It was like someone was pinching and twisting something in there. It was so annoying that this happened more when I got aroused.
"You okay?" She asked.
"Yep, just another cramp." I took a deep breath and then continued. "They were a lot less painful last week."
"Well, Dr. de Acosta will get to the bottom of it, I'm sure," she said.
As the pain abated, I asked, "What were you asking me before I had that cramp?"
"I was asking whether every part of you got hybridized," she said.
"Yep, everywhere, but I do have one very nifty canine trait that got mixed in," I said before giving her a wink and leaning back to make my bulge even more prominent. Maybe I could get her number before she left?
She squirmed in her seat. "Sometimes I think I got too much rabbit in me. I can't imagine how it feels to be fully hybridized."
"It mystifies me how I'm a full-fledged anthropomorphic stallion when most of the other men have just a couple animal traits. Only seven of them are like me." I said.
"With most diseases we say people are unlucky when they get it, but I think we were really lucky in getting the tail virus," she looked me up and down.
"I think so too," I said, smiling as I looked her up and down the way she'd just done to me.
She stuck her chest out a bit as I ogled her and then her eyes widened. "Oh! I'm running behind and I haven't checked what meds you're taking or symptoms or anything...Why did you come in today?"
"It's a follow up on some tenderness in my groin area," I said, blushing. I hoped she wouldn't make me tell her where and that they already had all the notes they needed.
"Oh! Yep, have there been any changes?" she asked.
"It's more intense, but otherwise the same," I said.
"Okay," she asked me a bunch of other questions about medications and other boring stuff. Then she grabbed a business card, flipped it over and then started writing. After that, she logged out of the computer and handed me the card, saying, "Text me sometime this week and ask me out to coffee."
Not used to women being so up front, I sputtered a bit, but then I nodded and said, "Sure! Will do!"
She walked toward the door and just before she exited, she said, "Nice to meet you, Duke. Hope to see you again sometime soon."
"Nice to meet you too!" I waved bye.
She left with a bounce in her step.
For the next few minutes, I fiddled with my phone and mostly succeeded in getting my stiffy to go down after all the excitement with the nurse. Then there was a knock at the door and I said, "Come in."
The door was already on its way open as Dr. de Acosta trotted in. She looked mostly like a dragon but had a rather horsy muzzle, a black mane, and large orange spots on her reddish-orange scales that looked a lot like giraffe spots. Her front looked odd, since her front legs were rather feral looking. Wait, she was still entering because her lower half was so long...my jaw dropped. She was an equine hybrid dragon taur!
My eyes widened as I saw the huge nuts hanging from her back end. Like most taurs, she didn't bother with pants and as she trotted in, they swayed a bit under her. What an incredible package she had! A cramp hit me out of nowhere and I doubled over, groaning in pain.
"Deep breaths, Duke. In and out, slow," she said in a deep baritone voice that vibrated my chest while being beautifully feminine.
Following her advice, I got through the cramp and carefully sat back up.
She reached out a hand, saying, "Hi, I'm Dr. de Acosta, but you can call me Marina."
"Hi Marina," I said, reaching out and shaking her hand with a firm grip.
I'd never met a woman with balls bigger than mine and I couldn't stop thinking about them. I was such a guy, obsessed with comparing my equipment to others. Ever since I'd changed, I'd been the person with the largest balls I'd ever seen and it felt really bizarre to be playing second fiddle in that department to a female MD. Even when I was looking at her face, the sight of them swaying under her was replaying in my mind.
"You've been having a rough time, haven't you?" she asked, retrieving her hand and using her ID card to log into the workstation. Seeing her in this room, I realized she was the reason I'd been put in a larger exam room. There's no way she could've moved around in a smaller one.
I nodded. "These cramps are the worst. Sometimes it feels like stuff is moving in there and it doesn't seem to matter what I eat or drink."
Reading through my medical notes, she said, "And that tenderness between your legs has gotten worse too."
Blushing, I said, "Yeah."
"Well, we're in luck. The CT scan identified the problem," she said. "And you're not in any real danger."
"Oh! I'm not?" I asked, feeling a weight lift off my chest.
She pulled her hands away from the computer and looked at me. "But we did find something that's rather unexpected: You're developing ovaries and a vaginal canal."
"Ovaries!?" My voice broke.
She nodded. "We sequenced the tail virus that was in your system when you went to see Dr. Daniels about your tenderness and it's a herm strain. You were re-infected before you developed natural immunity."
"Herm strain?" I put my head in my hands. "So, I'm going to get breasts too?"
"That's unlikely. There's no evidence of breast development, but you are going to have a vagina," she said. "You'll technically be a masculine herm. Though, remember, gender presentation and sexual traits don't have to be linked. You can live as a male the rest of your life if that's what you wish."
My heart was thumping and I felt dizzy and hot, very hot. I had an angle on her balls and her sheath with where she was standing and my cock was throbbing in my sheath while the space behind my balls was throbbing right along with it. It seemed every single hour that passed today, my body was less under my control.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"I'm glad I'm not in any danger, but I'd never considered the possibility of having a," I hesitated for a moment, "pussy and am not sure what to think of it. Am I still going to be able to play sports?"
"Yes, of course," she said. "If your hormonal balance gets out of whack, we'll nudge it back to where it should be. We can keep an eye on things and make sure you keep being able to do the things you love doing."
I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "Okay, so I'll still be a guy?"
"If that's what you want, yes," she said with a reassuring smile.
"A guy with a pussy," I said.
She nodded. "Some guys have them."
"I thought I'd be more upset about this, but I'm honestly just having trouble wrapping my head around it," I admitted, feeling very numb.
"Maybe it would help if you asked me some questions? I have both sets of genitals and am happy to offer my experiences if it would help."
"Do you still feel like a woman?" I asked.
She nodded. "Yep, even though my stallion equipment is all but impossible to hide. I used to cover myself up with these annoying horse blanket skirts, but I think it's important to normalize nakedness and the lax rules around taurs make that easy."
"I'm glad you're doing that because before I saw you I never realized how beautiful women with dicks could be," I said before realizing I was hitting on my doctor and bit my lip.
She blushed, caught off guard for a moment as her thick equine cock head poked free of its sheath. She didn't even notice. The more I saw it, the more it looked good on her. I'd never been that into dicks, but she wore one so damn well. She was the most gorgeous woman I'd ever seen. That taur lower half was so badass. All those muscles and how damn big she was.
I covered the end of my muzzle as the silence became awkward. Not only was I hitting on her, but my obsession with her package just wouldn't quit. "Sorry, I shouldn't have said that."
"No, it's very much appreciated, actually. Most guys that get attracted to me ask me if they're gay and I always have to remind them that I'm a woman, technically they're still straight if they're attracted to me and that the whole straight vs gay question is based on a very out-of-date view of gender and sexuality. If you're attracted to someone, go for it without worrying about the labels it carries."
I blinked and had no words as I was both glad that I hadn't asked her that question and feeling like an idiot.
"Ha! I knew you were struggling a bit with that." She chuckled. "See? When I don't wear pants, I get to blow people's minds. It makes my day."
Wow, I liked her. Hearing her speak so passionately was adorable and sexy at the same time. "Do you like having both parts?" I asked.
"Let's put it this way: I'm sometimes a bit frustrated that I ended up a taur because the world wasn't made for us, but once I got used to being a hermaphrodite, I loved every minute of it," she said as her prick surged, a couple inches of it now free of her sheath, making the draconic ridges on the top and bottom apparent.
"GAH!" Another cramp hit. I felt like I was getting stabbed and someone was twisting the knife.
"Deep breaths again, just wait it out," she said.
Once I recovered, I sighed. "Is there any way to stop me from getting more of those? At this point, I'm more worried about them than anything else."
"You're getting those cramps because you're developing ovaries and a womb, but your body isn't giving them enough room. This sort of problem happens when the Tail Virus is going in and out of dormancy, never quite completing the changes it starts. If we want to fix this cramping, we need to wake it up and get the changes to happen fully."
"Oh, how do we do that?" I asked, suddenly aware of my own scent being different, sweeter than I remembered and quite strong.
"The optimum environment for the virus is when there's lots of blood flow and one is experiencing intense pleasure, especially when stimulating areas that are undergoing changes," she said, five inches of her prick now dangling below her belly.
"Pleasure?" My crotch warmed dramatically.
"Yes, I'd stimulate the area to increase blood flow and encourage it to fully transform," she said as her dick came out another inch and her blush deepened. I was starting to smell her excitement and that was giving me tingles.
Instead of my cheeks blushing, it was like my whole body was doing it and my crotch was aching. My eyes kept darting to her cock and I couldn't focus. What did her dick feel like? It had to be heavy and really stiff like mine...What did it taste like? I held back a whinny.
Her eyes followed my gaze and then she turned to face me more directly, hiding her growing erection. "Sorry about that, when I'm around mosaics with equine lineage, the horse in me gets overexcited. I can get another practitioner to carry out the procedure if you--"
"No, I don't want to have to explain this to another person. Let's just get it done before I get more cramps." Fuck, my dick was making a tent in my shorts and I couldn't hold it back. She smelled so good. I couldn't stop drawing deep breaths to smell her.
"Okay, just going to warn you that I'm not going to be able to keep my erection at bay and the pheromones from my arousal might elicit instinctual reactions in you," she said.
The longer I was around her, the more I wanted her. I could barely keep track of what she was saying. Her equine dragon muzzle was broad but elegant, and her giraffe-like spots were gorgeous. To think I'd fall this hard for a woman who could get hard was insane. I couldn't imagine I actually wanted her dick, I just found it fascinating, like watching a pussy stretch around mine as I entered. Sure, it felt good, but the visual of someone's body stretching to fit me was pleasing in and of itself.
"Don't worry about it, it's not like my own prick is cooperating with me either and I'm used to the instincts that come with being a mosaic. I'll be okay," I said, trying to hold back another whinny. I wanted her to touch me so bad. God this was weird.
"Alright, just be ready for the strangest doctor's appointment you're likely to have," she said as she turned around and opened a drawer that was built into the cabinets opposite the desk with the workstation.
As she concentrated on digging out the thing she needed, her tail raised up until I caught sight of her voluptuous equine pussy with her massive balls hanging under it. My prick started stretching my gym shorts and no matter how much I tried to keep my eyes on her snatch, they kept falling to her balls. I ached between my legs so bad. Was getting a pussy making me thirsty for dick? Was there really a straight way to like dick? What was I even thinking about? I was a man who was growing ovaries and a...I took my head in my hands. Oh, fuck!
She turned around holding an industrial version of a massaging wand. It looked way sturdier than the ones I'd used to work out muscle cramps. The white, firm foam head on it was about three inches in diameter and had a gradual dome on it. Below that, the wand part was made out of a dark gray plastic that was built more for sturdiness than looks. I was mildly afraid of it already.
"If you could uncover your lower half and get up on the exam table, I'll make this as quick and easy as I can," she said.
Pulling off my pants and boxers, I got up on the exam table and laid on my back. I was blushing bright red because I was half hard right in front of her now. "Like this?"
"Spread your legs more, making sure to keep the leg rests under them and then lift your balls out of the way," she said before flicking her forked tongue toward my dick. Her scent got stronger immediately.
I did as she asked, gasping as I felt my heavy sac slide against the area behind them. She put some lube on the wand and then pressed it against me before flipping it on the lowest setting.
My breath came out as a wail of pleasure and I shook atop the table. It felt so good that I pressed back against the wand. That's when my prick thundered to full hardness and started dripping pre on my shirt. She turned up the power setting and my heart started pounding. I was feeling tingles all over and this deep tugging in my abdomen as the area the massager was pressing on swelled. The more flesh that filled in there, the better it felt and the way she was moving the massager in little circles as well as slowly up and down was perfect.
As I felt that tugging get closer and closer to the surface, right under where she was using the massager, I smelled maple syrup. Not just the sweet part, the earthy undertones mixed with the darker scent of coffee. And that darker scent I knew was from her cock. It was the smell I'd caught hints of when she'd first started getting hard.
A convulsion ran down my inner walls all the way to my plumping skin at the surface and then the sensation of the massager changed completely. Instead of skating around on the surface, it was pushing around the teardrop-shaped rise of flesh that surrounded my opening. I grabbed my head in my hands as something swelled into being at the front. Something so sensitive that I couldn't breathe when the massager touched it. My noises became higher and higher pitched until that nub was the size of the end of my thumb and I felt a hot wave spread out from it. With that hot wave came pleasure so acute and so powerful that I neighed and writhed on the exam table.
My pussy convulsed, pushing my clit out and sending its juices streaming. That hot wave rebounded, giving me another spike of pleasure and my dick slapped my tummy. The pre stain on my shirt was now pretty darn big. I loved the feeling as I came down from that orgasm. Every part of me felt like it had gotten a massage and yet I was acutely aware of everything around me. Paradoxically, I felt energetic, like I wanted to do that again. Who knew having a pussy would feel so good?
As Marina took the toy away from my new snatch, a pang of desperation hit me. I was empty, so so empty and my body was so hot and I needed to be touched more and--I put my hand under my sac and started rubbing just to shut my body up. "Ngh! Why isn't it enough?!" I asked as the feeling of need gnawed at my self control and got me to slip two fingers inside myself.
"I thought this might happen." Her forked tongue flicked out to taste the air. "You're in heat."
"I'm in what?" Despite the surprise of what she'd just said, I still couldn't stop.
"Heat, Estrus, the part of your hormonal cycle where your body is especially in need of being bred," she said.
I was panting now and my fingers weren't working. All I could think about was her meaty stallion-sized member. I needed it inside me! I needed it now! I started to say something, but bit my tongue.
"I should've known. I should've prepared for this and I'm so very sorry. Let me call for a lifelike and we'll get you on your way within the hour." She moved toward the desk.
"No, stay!" I said between moans.
"What?" She looked at me with one ear folded down in confusion.
"Need you," I said, my body on fire while feeling like an empty void.
"You just think you need me, trust me, you'll be fine if we use a lifelike," she said.
I had four fingers in my snatch and my wetness was dribbling out all over my tailhole and the base of my tail. And it wasn't enough. Slowing my masturbation, I put words together as best I could, "You're smart and beautiful and sexy and you have such an amazing dick. Please put it in me, please be my first. I don't want to be alone or do it with some stranger for my first time, I want you! Right now!"
She regarded me carefully and I met her stare, pleading with my eyes. With a sigh, she took off her lab coat and started taking off her blouse. "Why do you have to be so fucking cute when you're begging?"
Being called cute got my pussy to wink and I whinnied. Then I pulled my hand away as she tossed her blouse off and took off her bra. Her breasts were as phenomenal as the rest of her and I drank in her naked form, my whole body throbbing over what was about to happen.
I felt so odd in this moment. My big dick was fully hard, my muscles and wide shoulders were still here, my legs were the same manly pillars they'd been since I transformed, but at the same time I had a place between my legs that was screaming to have a cock in it, demanding that I sate it or it would drive me insane. I would've been more upset about it, but those two orgasms I'd just had, they'd felt incredible and I couldn't imagine what would happen when she was inside me. I had to know.
Everything moved in slow motion as she pushed a button on the side of the exam table to lower it. When it was at the same height as her junk, she stopped and trotted forward, rubbing her taur belly against my front, sliding my balls and pre-drooling dick along her scales. She used the muscles at the base of her dick to flop it around until it brushed against my pussy.
As I gasped in delight, feeling that hot pulsing flesh against mine, she shoved her flare forward, spreading my snatch open until it popped inside. I came right there, heat radiating out from where our bodies met and hitting every bit of me.
She chuckled. "Seems like someone's enjoying having a snatch."
I moaned something incomprehensible.
She stepped forward, stuffing more of that titanic ridged draconic equine shaft into me. My body just kept taking it, like I was made to be bred by a taur. I moaned and humped against her feral belly, feeling her hot hard flesh reach further and further into me. Then, I whined in complaint as she pulled back. My pussy clenched immediately and stopped her. As I clenched, the ridged texture of her cock was even more apparent.
"Oh, stop it, we gotta spread your inner lube around or I'm never gonna fit all of it in you," she said.
With a deep breath, I relaxed and my snatch let go of her. I felt so small with her above me, so safe, like I didn't have to be the strongest manliest man out there, like I had nothing to prove. This magnificent woman was filling me with her giant dick simply because I'd asked. And it felt so damn good to be the one receiving instead of giving!
"Love this!" I managed to say. "So much!" My pussy clenched around her as I struggled to figure out how the muscles in there worked.
"Me too, hon, me too. Your dick is twitching constantly against my belly and you're so hung I can feel those twitches from inside your cunt," she said. "Now let's get to the part where I give your body what it wants."
I yelped as she shoved forward, popping several ridges inside me one by one before pulling back and popping them back out. My clit was making me see stars and she just kept working her dick in and out, getting closer and closer to her medial ring. Using my muscles, I managed to get both of us to moan and gasp. Then, when her medial ring popped in, I spurted pre on her belly. My tongue was hanging out the side of my mouth as I stroked and groped her belly with my hands, getting the fuck of my life. Every time my snatch got a bit tight, she worked me open. I even had another little orgasm when her balls finally met my ass.
"Can't believe it all fit!" she said, slapping my ass with her huge balls as she started thrusting.
"Me neither!" I moaned out. "Feels so-OOH good!"
The rippling of her impressive muscles alone as they worked in concert to breed me like a mare and use me for her own pleasure gave me sparks of joy. Soon, the base of our cocks started to swell. Her knot started popping in and out of me while mine got sensitive and the sensation of her smooth scales rubbing against my knot put me ever closer to shooting my load.
"I'm so damn close. I don't think I can hold it back!" she said between grunts.
"DON'T HOLD BACK! CUM!" I begged as the wonderful stretch of taking her knot over and over. The way it hit my clit every time it popped in and out set off my virgin pussy much harder than before.
"CUM! PAINT MY BELLY WHITE!" She yelled as she popped her knot into me one last time, her flare flaring and her shaft lurching.
"YES OH YESSSSS!" My voice broke into a whinny as my pussy milked her dick and my knot and flare inflated. Then I was neighing and letting loose a ridiculous amount of my thick cream into the space between her belly and mine.
I couldn't help but gasp every time her prick contracted, shooting powerful ropes of jizz inside me. My belly started to swell from the sheer volume and the pleasure made me feel so lightheaded that I couldn't tell which way was up or down, I was just suspended above the ground, somewhere warm and safe.
When it was over, I blinked, knowing what had just happened was real, but feeling like I should question it anyway. I'd never felt this chill or this satisfied. Even though my arms felt like they were made out of chilled molasses, I willed them to hug her tight.
Now that I was anchored to her by her massive knot, she picked me up off the exam table and hugged me against her with her draconic forelegs. "Mmm, I want to take you home with me."
"That sounds nice," I said, only now becoming aware of my surroundings again.
She moved, still hugging me with one arm, and picked up the phone before dialing a three digit code. "Hello? Yes. This is Dr. de Acosta and I have a Tail Virus patient here that needs intensive home care due to first estrus cycle. I'm going to handle it personally, so please clear the rest of today's schedule and tomorrow morning as well...Thanks. You too." She hung up the phone.
"Are you sure it's okay for you to do that?" I asked. My body was feeling tingly again.
"Of course, it's been ages since I took time for myself and you will benefit from intensive care. Just because that intensive care is us fucking our brains out doesn't mean it's not important." She petted the top of my head with her right hand.
"Important fucking, I like the sound of that," I said, my pussy twitching.
She chuckled.
"I can't believe it, but I feel like I'm going to need to get off again soon," I said, blushing as my pussy started throbbing and my prick pushed out of my sheath.
She rifled through a drawer and pulled out some straps. Then she used her tail and forelegs to put them around me and pull them tight, making it so I was held against her belly. "You just relax and I'll get us home for round two before my knot pops free."
THE END
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Comments
Zmeydros
I know that feeling. Hehe
Zmeydros
Yus! I look forward to playing with more taur stuff like this in the future.
Skyican
Ohh so making me want one of these for my own...
Todasul .
ooooeeehh the image of that last paragraph mmmmmmm.....wonderful
