Chapter 211: ❤️ Genital Manipulation

Ann leaned back. It was still a little weird how much fur she had around her crotch, but she was getting used to it. Standing proudly, long since escaped from its sheath, was all eleven inches of her full mast glory. Lazily, she stroked it a couple of times. It felt nice. Her lovers’ attention also helped significantly.

“So, what’s up? Ye got a new skill an’ ye’re sittin’ there strokin’ it?”

“Yeah, just trying to choose what I want to do. Give me a sec.”

Ann’s brain had been processing what she wanted before the bandits sent her into a different topic of processing. Now she had to start again. Animals were still on her mind, even though the skill didn’t specify. She did have one thing in mind, though. She’d always had internal testes, or at least she’d thought so. It’d make sense with how she felt whenever she came. Time for that to change for a bit. Problem was, she had to do both at once. Dick and balls. The three day timer made mistakes punishing.

She ran through the cornucopia of animals in her head. Dog, cat, horse, cow, a few of the weirder lizard ones, dragons, and some of the weird dildos. She could have literally anything between her legs, and that wasn’t even counting her vagina. She could make that cloying, maybe some tentacles inside? That’d be fun for Rosalyn when she got the portal. Yeah. Little ones that just gripped and stroked. For the dick, well, she wanted to settle on safe, so she chose a horse. It’d be small, but with her already having a sheath, it made sense. The balls would take care of themselves.

“Alright, whatever happens, don’t freak out. No clue how this is gonna work.”

“You know saying that is going to make me freak out more, right?” Rosalyn giggled nervously.

“Don’t hurt yerself.”

“Kinda have to. Health points, away!” Ann activated Genital Manipulation.

The sensations began immediately. A lurching in her stomach like she was on a roller coaster hit her harder than any thrill ride. At the same time, her cock was consumed with pain. Every nerve was on fire as she grit her teeth. No sooner had that started than her pussy had flooded her thighs.

Cracking her eyes open, she watched the flesh of her still erect cock ripple, then move. The glans flattened out, then pushed up, forming the circular flare so distinctly horse-shaped. The rest smoothed out, veins still visible under taut skin. Her sheath was next, as pain bloomed and the sheath turned from a fuzzy little pocket to a fleshy retreat. Her stomach was rippling as well, just above her groin. That falling feeling hit her again, and a pouch of skin appeared below her horse cock. It was shrivelled at first, and covered in fur, but quickly filled out to a rather large pair of testicles. They looked heavy and like they’d fit nicely in Rosalyn’s smaller hand. Each. Honestly, they were absurd.

“Feck me, no wonder ye can cum buckets,” Kat gasped. Her eye was firmly latched onto the balls. There was a hunger there Ann hadn’t expected. She knew Kat was a degenerate, but hadn’t expected a pair to set her off like this.

“Is that… is that a horse penis?” Rosalyn asked. Her hand was around the thing before she finished speaking. “Wow, the texture is different. A little more leathery, but not terribly. Like a stretched hide. Interesting! Oh, oh my, that is a lot of fluid!”

Ann was a little surprised to see a pearl of pre budding at the top of her cock. She’d need to be well lubricated, sure, but she also adapted to whoever she was fucking. Maybe it was to get over that first hurdle of insertion?

“Oh no ye… feck, why the hell am I so fascinated wit’ these?” Kat almost moaned, leaning in and taking Ann’s balls in her hand. “So heavy.”

Ann moaned as Rosalyn started stroking her length. Those small hands made her cock look absolutely massive as she worked glistening pre into the pink skin. Kat’s rougher hands gently massaged her balls at the same time. That was the newest feeling part. Not the shape of her cock, no, just having a free-hanging pair of testicles. It wasn’t the same feeling as the rest of her anatomy. It felt good, sure, but like a nice pressure or massage compared to the more intense feelings elsewhere. Then something else pressed into them.

Ann lifted herself up on her elbows and saw a brand new sight. Kat was between her legs, nose pressed firmly into her crotch at the base of her cock. She was inhaling deeply, letting out satisfied sounds with each breath. That beautiful blue eye was closed as she took in the scents of Ann’s sex. Confusion hit Ann like a truck. Kat had always liked her scent and had spent plenty of time between her legs, but this was something more intense. Was this just because of her new bits?

“Kat, you doing ok down there?”

“Hm? Aye,” Kat mumbled. “Doin’ aces.”

“You smell… more intense,” Rosalyn purred. Ann was a little taken aback as she started rubbing her face against Ann’s length. “Think those are why.”

“Should that matter? I wouldn’t thi-ooh!” Ann’s mind restarted as Kat started sucking on one of her balls. Whatever she’d thought about just getting fondled went out the window. Kat’s tongue was eager as she slavered over the barely furred surface.

“Can barely fit ‘em,” Kat said, her voice husky with desire. “So good. Ye smeeell so good.”

“Holy shit.”

At that moment, Rosalyn decided it was time to throat Ann. Gone were the days she’d work herself up to it. In one motion, she took the leaking flare of Ann’s cock and shoved her face down it as hard as she could. Blazing tightness enveloped Ann as her arms gave out, and she fell to the floor. Wet noises accentuated each bob of her Druid’s head as she got herself further and further down the shaft. Meanwhile, Kat’s hands started playing with the other ball, and another slipped inside Ann’s soaking slit.

It was too much. Way too much. Ann felt her… it wasn’t her insides clenching anymore. It was her balls! She felt them clench as cum boiled up her rod. Rosalyn’s happy moan as she felt the oncoming orgasm only sped things up with the vibrations. Kat’s mouth sucked hard, popping in everything she could, sucking and licking.

Ann’s hips bucked as she came. Rosalyn was firmly hilted as she was fed a gout of sticky cum straight into her neck. Ann couldn’t see anything, but the imagined sight of the woman’s neck bulging obscenely only made everything better.

“Mm, that’s it. Cum fer me, mutt,” Kat purred between suckles. “Gods, give me more o’ this. Love it so much.”

Ann felt a moment of clarity in her bliss. Quickly, she shoved Rosalyn off her cock, the other woman squeaking, before she grabbed Kat by the ears and shoved her full length into the woman in one go.

“You like it so much?” Ann growled. “Take it. Take it like a slutty little princess. I’m gonna fuck your brains out, then put your other holes to better use.”

The vibration of Kat’s throat and her rolled-back eye told Ann she was on the right course.

“You like that? Second-hand cock, already came in your other girlfriend? Oh, but you wouldn’t mind sloppy seconds. Not the royal slut. No, she’s happy with what she gets. Rosalyn, be a good little lamb and smack her ass. I want her to clench tighter.”

Rosalyn gave Ann a mischievous grin and moved around behind Kat. Winding up with what little strength she had, she brought it down with a meaty clap.

Kat’s throat clenched. Ann used Lover’s Intuition and was hit with a storm of lust. Everything happening was fuelling Kat’s desires. From her ears being pulled on to her ass getting spanked. She was in her happy place. A happy place with her lips getting bruised by Ann’s pelvis.

“Fucking, take it. Holy shit!” Ann moaned as a tongue snaked out and on her next thrust licked her balls as they swung forward. “You like that? You want more? Fuck, Rosalyn, give her everything.”

“Aye aye!” Rosalyn cheered. Half her face disappeared between Kat’s cheeks as her hands went south.

“Hmmm, fuck. You’re moaning real pretty,” Ann groned. “You love being used like this? Princess treated like a common whore? Gods, you sure feel like one.” Ann sped up. She was getting close and needed Kat to be fully into the play. “Gonna let these commoners take you? Little druid sucking your ass while she shoves as many fingers as she can into you? Bet you love choking on this horse cock. Gods, what a filthy woman. A filthy l-little, oh fuck!” Ann felt her balls clench, her stomach tightened. “Fuck. Take it. Take all of me!”

Ann slammed Kat’s face into her pelvis. Lips locked, and Kat’s hands grabbed hold of her ass as she unloaded into the woman’s neck. Words were wind as Ann gasped and cried out her ecstasy. Her ears were folded back, her tail thrashing happily as she made sure Kat’s lips were sealed to her pelvis. Hells, the woman was doing half the work herself.

Kat’s throat vibrated as she fell apart next. Those strong hands clasping Ann’s ass dug in hard enough to spread her cheeks wide. Rosalyn wasn’t stopping either. She was going harder than before. Every movement the Druid made was bumping Kat into Ann, making her push back against Kat’s face just to keep upright.

Ann looked down. Kat’s face was turning red. She tried to pull back, but Kat’ kept her there. Gods, she was still cumming. Kat mistimed a swallow, and some came back up, spilling out of the tight seal her lips made.

“Kat. Hey. Don’t pass out on me,” Ann said.

Apparently, the proper response to her concern was for Kat to shove several fingers into her soaking pussy.

“Fine. You want more?” Ann growled.

Kat did her best to nod with a foot of cock down her throat.

“Cool. Get off me.”

Kat hesitated.

“Did you hear me? Off, now!”

Kat backed off slowly. Long strings of saliva stuck to her lips as she pulled back. The sight was enough to make Ann want to shove right back into that face. As soon as she parted from the flared tip, Kat gasped for breath. Ann knew she’d been close to her limit, just too proud to let it go. Too proud of her ability to suck Ann off. What a thought.

“Alright. Rosalyn, give it a break back there. Good job. Now climb on top of her and get that cute ass right on top of hers,” Ann directed, flipping Kat over on her back. The woman was malleable when she was like this. Normally, she’d get up in Ann’s face and start competing for control, but when she got well and truly cock drunk? At that point, Ann could probably do whatever she wanted.

Ann watched as Rosalyn got into position, her legs spread over Kat’s as she started suckling on the princess’s tits.

“You gonna fuck me, Ann? Been waiting all patient like.”

“You and Kat both. Kat, lift your hips. Gonna need you to keep like that for a bit. Can my princess do that?”

“Can,” Kat rasped. “Feckin’ hit me if I stop.”

“Rosalyn, you heard her.”

“Ooh, before you do, give her a bite! I want to see what it does for her!”

“I could, but she’s already pretty gone,” Ann said, waddling up to the pair on her knees. “Next time?”

“Fine. I want her to have the portal when she does, though. Imagine how hard she’ll go!”

“My pelvis already aches,” Ann laughed.

“Pelvis? Gods, imagine my horns. My neck’s gonna be sore for a while.”

“Thank the Gods for Bren.”

“Right?”

“Ye two gonna chat or get tae shaggin’?”

Ann reached down, running her fingers through the spit and cum coating her crotch. This debauchery was something she’d only dreamed of, and sometimes it still hit her how insanely lucky she was.

“Oh, I will, but you’ll have to wait your turn.”

“Aww, but…”

“No buts, it’s Rosalyn’s turn. You’re both gonna love this, don’t you worry.”

“I’m ready! I wanna feel what that’s like inside me!” Rosalyn giggled after releasing a nipple in a noisy slurp.

“Hold her still, Kat.”

Kat gripped Rosalyn’s horns firmly as she kept her hips raised. Ann lined up with Rosalyn’s dripping core and slid in. She was so wet Ann had to pull back to avoid bottoming out too fast.

“Why’re you being shy? I want to feel that monster!” Rosalyn cried.

Ann shrugged, grabbed the Druid’s ebony hips, and pushed in. Sadly, Rosalyn was still too shallow for her full length, but her body didn’t care. Neither did Rosalyn, apparently, as her hips started to roll.

“Yeah, holy Gods, I feel like I’m splitting apart! Keep going, break me, Ann!”

Ann grunted an acknowledgement. It was hard keeping herself from beating into Rosalyn’s cervix, but she managed to get a steady rhythm just as her cock adjusted. Her vision blurred for a moment as a new sensation hit her.

Kat let out a moan.

Ann thrust again. That feeling jolted through her. Confused, she looked down and watched as she pulled out, then pushed back into Rosalyn. It was her balls! They were slapping into Kat’s cunt as she fucked Rosalyn, not centimetres above it.

“Ye’re keepin’ those,” Kat moaned.

“Sure am,” Ann mumbled. A couple more thrusts, and it was too much. Her brain started to fade back into its haze of lust. Two beautiful girls right there, and she was thinking about herself.

Leaning forward, Ann dragged her canines across Rosalyn’s back. “Mine,” she growled. Her bite timed with a savage thrust. Blood flowed into her mouth. All three of them gasped and moaned. Quickly, they devolved into a rutting pile of bodies. Ann took Rosalyn for all she was worth. She wanted to grab those horns. Kat was holding them.

With a start, she remembered what she wanted to do here. Why she had Kat positioned this way. Her next pull back, her cock broke free of Rosalyn’s sweltering depths and slammed into Kat’s.

“Oh yeah!” Kat cried. The way the sudden insertion made her insides clench around Ann’s cock was insane.

Ann gave her good princess a good few pumps, then pulled back and pushed into Rosalyn, the Druid tensing as the now larger cock was shoved in roughly.

“I’m gonna fuck both of you,” Ann grunted as she fucked back into Kat. “Gonna make sure you’re both cumming… cumming before I unload my cock into you.”

Again and again, she pulled out of one vice of pleasure into the other. Her mind focused. Something in her knew she had to keep a clearer head to keep this up. It felt so good, though! She wanted to let go!

“Oh shite,” Kat gasped. “Feck, Ann, don’t stop.”

Ann pulled out of her and pushed back into Rosalyn. She needed them both ready. Kat’s curses filled her with determination to put Rosalyn as close as she could. Not much more time. Ann’s peak was getting closer and closer, no matter how hard she tried to hold it off.

Still leaned over Rosalyn she dropped her voice low. “Gonna breed you, lambchop. You ready for that?”

Rosalyn let out an adorable squeak.

“Gonna pump you full of cum. So full you’ll give me twins. You want that? Does my Druid want her womb stuffed?”

“Ann!” Rosalyn moaned, her voice almost pleading.

“Cum for me. Let me put a litter in you.”

Rosalyn fell apart. Her legs shook as her orgasm rocked her body.

It was sooner than Ann wanted, but it’d work. She only stayed inside her for a couple of thrusts before returning to Kat. No holding back anymore. She felt Kat’s depth slam into her flared tip. That barrier, which hurt to even touch for other women, set Kat off like a flood.

Ann was right behind them. She took each of them in turn. Each thrust went into one of them. She was moving so much that she lost track. As she came, she missed and slid between the two women. Jets of cum erupted from between their stomachs, coating the bottom of Rosalyn’s breasts.

That didn’t stop Ann. She needed to fill someone. This wouldn’t do it. She pulled back and pushed into Rosalyn. Satisfaction bloomed in her chest as she felt warm seed flowing into a waiting womb. A growing part of her demanded that she turn off her sterility. Some feral animalistic part wanted her to give Rosalyn exactly what she wanted.

Pulling back, she plunged into Kat. As the first ropes of cum filled the woman, she lost her strength. Her knees buckled, and she fell flat. Ann was only barely still inside her, but that was not her concern. She was cumming in Kat. Then Rosalyn. Then Kat again! Then between them! Ann praised Orenous with every thrust, every desperate moan, every cry she drew from her lovers.

Even Ann’s ridiculously long orgasms had to end eventually. Covered in sweat, she landed on top of Rosalyn’s back with a wet slap.

They lay there for a wonderful minute, basking in the afterglow of the moment.

“I love you two,” Ann whispered.

“Same ‘ere.”

“Yup,” Rosalyn sighed.

Ann whispered sweet nothings to her girls for a little bit longer before Kat put an end to that, shoving them both off her.

“Alright, warmup’s o’er. Rosalyn, I’m comin’ fer that arse!”

“Eep!” went the sheep.