There's a rustling coming from the edge of the farm.
You look over and, much to your disappointment, find one of the other Pals staring past the fence. You're fully expecting them to run away and shout to the heavens for the horrific, vulgar things they just laid eyes on. But they don't. The figure slowly creeps into the breeding farm. What stands before you is a timid-looking Fuddler, twiddling her claws as though poised to ask for something.
Curious, you set your eyes on her legs. Between them, a sight to behold, one that reminds you of how Katress looked at first when you found her alone here. Toying with tender flesh and her pussy lips until she made a mess of herself, drenched in both her own juice and the overbearing need for relief.
Seems Fuddler is in the same boat, though she can't bring herself to up and join the two of you...
So you take matters into your own hands. Grinning from ear to ear, you approach Fuddler. She looks up at you, sweat clings to her forehead, her short frame trembling beneath your presence. She isn't sure what to expect from you but she can surely guess.
Erotic, sweaty images scroll through her head. A dirty gleam shows itself in her eyes.
A third slot just opened up in this breeding farm.
. . .
You senselessly thrust away until your hips are aching. The two Pals' moans have blended into one, voices going feral yet pouring through your ears like honey. On her knees at the end of your cock, the Fuddler, who realized too late that she bit off more than she could chew. It's her first time getting a taste of human cock - from her boss, no less. She never would have guessed you could do what you're doing, pumping her full with such unending vigor and power. Tonight she was destined to succumb to her own out-of-wack hormones at the expense of morals.
Hanging on the ends of your fingertips is Katress, chin turned up to the air, tail wagging in ecstasy and anticipation. She shudders uncontrollably at the mercy of your hands. Your two fingers dive deep, spastically beating the insides of her pussy until caked in her syrup.
Both of them have given up to you. Both of them crave you. Especially Fuddler who is quickly learning that human cock is some of the best she can get when she's in heat.
You're feeling pleased as well. Fuddler doesn't look like much from just a glance, but her rear hardly falls short of being a fleshlight rivaled by Katress. It's squishy, jiggles every time your hips collide; jelly-like. Her pussy walls are tense and lathered in her juices, and even though she's not quite as wet as Katress, pounding her still feels like rawdogging a cup of butter.
Not to mention the smell. God, the smell. Her body gives off this somewhat distinct candy-like scent, its warmth effortlessly piercing your nostrils.
You throw your head back. An orgasm creeps up on you, threatening to have your balls bust and your seed spill through Fuddler's womb. You're breathless but you stay focused on the task at hand. Your fingers rip out of Katress, forcing a shaky moan from her, and then you settle both hands on Fuddler's waist, gripping her hard like you would a body pillow. Her ecstatic moans get louder. They only barely go quiet when Katress leans forward, locking lips with her. Rather than filling the sky with her voice, Fuddler moans into Katress' mouth, and the two of them wrestle with their tongues, too horny to consider what exactly they're doing.
You're about to fill her up with loads that just might exceed the size of her body.
Or not?
→ [22] Fill Fuddler up!
→ [23] Nope, I'm edging everyone tonight.
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A Night With Katress
Short Story[18+] Good Pals deserve good rewards. And some Pals work themselves into a state of mind that craves some certain kind of relief. We all know what that means... [Cover Art → Homuro] [There are also versions featuring Renamon and Meicrackmon - chec...