THE FAMILY IN RUTWELL FOREST

By Kthanid

With input from SerenaKtty

Chapter 8: A Big Kitty and A Little Pest

“The end,” Martin announced with a satisfied smile. “Okay, time for little kits to...”

“Nuh uh!” Tarin whined. “Unca Shelby’s still in trouble with mommies!”

“An’ I wanna hear about Wannah!” Tim said, snuggling up to Serena. “Please, Mommy?”

Serena sighed wearily. It was becoming readily apparent to her that the adults were no longer in control. Still, she had to admit, she rather enjoyed this particular part of their story.

“Okay, but this is it,” she said firmly. “I’m putting my foot down.”

Martin yelped as Serena’s heel came down on his foot. The kits all giggled at their daddy’s discomfort. Serena apologized to her husband and then launched into the tale....

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Harley sat in the living room of Serena’s home reading one of the books he had brought with him. He was happy for Serena and knew that she would be celebrating with her fiancée probably until late. And while he was relived that he wasn’t being accosted by the aggressive female furs that seemed to thickly populate this forest, the house seemed somehow empty. He was about ready to just call it an early evening when he heard what sounded like someone crying outside. His curiosity piqued, he set down his book and went to the door.

He carefully opened the door just a crack and peered out. There, only a few feet from the door near a clump of bushes sat the largest feline Harley had ever seen. She was almost as tall as he and built much like the athletic she bear he had run into earlier. She had a short stubby tail and wild, unkempt hair done back in a ponytail. She wore a skimpy, ragged leather halter top that hung loosely over her ample chest and a matching leather loin-cloth. Lying on the ground next to her was a crude yet sizable wooden club. But what really caught his attention was the pair of foot long incisor teeth that hung down from her upper jaw.

The large feline was holding one foot, whimpering and sobbing as she rocked back and forth on her rump. The strange female was obviously in some distress and Harley’s sympathy and curiosity got the better of him. He stepped out on the porch and cautiously approached the big cat.

“Ummm...Are you okay?” he asked timidly.

The big female spun toward him, baring her teeth and growling, one hand blindly searching the ground for her club. Her growl quickly turned to a whimper once more and she clutched at her foot again. Harley could see a large thorn stuck deep in her pad.

“Here, let me get that,” Harley said in a soothing tone as he knelt warily next to her.

The strange cat watched him closely as he slowly reached for her foot. She trembled a little as he gently held her foot and positioned his fingers to take hold of the thorn.

“This might hurt a little,” he said quietly, looking into her eyes.

The instant her eyes looked back into his, he grabbed the thorn and yanked it free of her pad with a small ‘plink’ sound. The big female pulled her foot back and let out a roar that shook the trees and almost caused Harley to faint.

I am soooo dead!! He thought.

The big she-cat did not attack him though. She held her foot, big tears spilling from her eyes.

“I’m sorry,” Harley managed to say. “Are...Are you okay?”

She licked at her pad a moment, and then smiled at Harley through her tears. Something about her smile made Harley nervous and he backed up a little. The she-cat rolled to her hands and knees and crept toward him. Feeling suddenly like a small mouse, Harley continued to back away until he had backed himself up against a tree. The she-cat wrapped her strong arms around Harley and hugged him tightly, purring like a large motor boat.

Now Harley was no 98lb. weakling himself but struggle as he might, he couldn’t slip free of her embrace. His struggles however caused her to release him and look at him with a confused look on her face.

“Uh, can you speak?” he asked.

She cocked her head to one side as if not understanding then wrapped her arms around him again. Harley grinned sheepishly as he wondered just how he was going to get out of this situation. She suddenly released him and turned around, crouching on all fours. Harley was a little relieved until the big she cat flipped the back half of her loincloth to one side and raised her rump into the air, rolling her hips to display her female treasure for him. She wiggled her rump at him and her stubby tail wagged happily. Harley blushed and swallowed hard.

“Miss...I uhhh...”

The she-cat turned around suddenly and pulled down the tall fox’s pants. Harley’s eyes went wide in surprise and panic. He quickly clasped his hands over his sheath. The she-cat frowned then pried his hands away. She seemed a little disappointed.

“Wh-what?” Harley squeaked.

The she-cat pawed gently at his sheath.

“NO!” Harley exclaimed though he didn’t dare to try and stop her. “Please d-don’t d-do that!

Harley grit his teeth, trying to will his genitalia into submission. Unfortunately his effort was not equal to the playful, clumsy touch of the big she-cat. The tip of his lovers tool peeked out from his sheathe and slowly began to swell. The big female smiled happily and tickled the head of his swelling male organ. She began to lick at his shaft with her warm, rough tongue until it had reached its full twelve inch length. Smiling as though pleased with herself, the big female returned to her crouched position and wiggled her rump invitingly at him.

The she-cat’s manipulations of his foxhood had left Harley with a raging hard-on and a need to relieve it that he just could not ignore. He knelt down behind her and probed at her cunny with his fingers, looking for the proper place to enter her. His finger found the hole and slipped inside a little. The big she-cat giggled and moaned softly and pushed back against his finger.

Harley’s finger contacted a fleshy barrier just a little ways inside her love tunnel. The she cat yelped and froze. Harley removed his finger as if he had touched a red-hot stove-top.

“What happened?” He asked almost fearfully. “Are you okay?”

She looked curiously at her pussy a moment then smiled invitingly back at Harley. He slowly slipped his finger back inside her until he reached the barrier once more. She flinched, but did not yelp again. Harley suddenly realized what he was touching and slid his finger out.

“Y-you’re a virgin?!” he asked.

The she-cat only looked back at him and smiled.

“I...I d-don’t think I should,” He said, backing away a little, his shaft wilting a little.

The she-cat looked a little hurt. She turned suddenly and took hold of Harley’s tool. Harley moaned as she held his shaft tightly. Then he saw her mouth open wide over it. His initial panic melted away as she sucked the whole of his fox’s cock into her mouth, the tip just starting down her throat. He groaned out in pleasure as she sucked slowly and gently on his cock, one of her hands playing with his ball sack and the other caressing his deep, canine chest.

Still being new to all this, it didn’t take long for Harley’s thick creamy seed to flood the she-cat’s mouth. She tried to swallow as much of his love juice as she could, the excess spilling from her mouth to run down over Harley’s shaft and balls and her chin.

When he had finished, she looked up at him, his seed dripping from he mouth and chin, with happy, puppy-dog eyes. Harley and grinned sheepishly. The she-cat snuggled up against him and purred happily. Harley happened to look up just then and spotted Serena just entering the clearing. She seemed to be deep in thought and not in any kind of hurry.

“Oh NO!!” he exclaimed quietly, not knowing how he would be able to explain his current situation to Serena.

In a panic, he scrambled into the nearby clump of bushes to hide. The she-cat pounced on the bush and began to dig playfully through it looking for him. Harley quickly grabbed the big she-cat and pulled her in with him.

“Shush!” he told her.

The she cat cuddled up to him, purring loudly.

“Oh please sh-sh-sh-sh!” He pleaded.

The volume of her purr lessened, but she started playing with his foxhood again. Harley tried desperately to ignore the she-cat and peep out of the bush to keep track of where Serena was. As it stood, the bushes he had chosen to hide in were right near the front door to Serena’s house. Sweat popped off his head as the she-cat stroked and played with his lover’s tool and Serena drew closer.

“Not now!” Harley groaned softly, gritting his teeth as his pleasure began to tingle in his groin again.

Serena had decided to come home after her ‘celebrating’ with Martin to see to her guest. All the way back she had felt as though she could walk on air. She couldn’t remember being so happy, almost giddy. She was going to be married…Married to a kind, loving and handsome male and sensitive loving ladyfur as well. They would be a family and their family would grow and grow.

As she approached her front door she heard a low groan from a clump of bushes. Her curiosity aroused, she reached out and parted the bushes to look within.

“Ummm...Hello?” she said.

Harley squeaked in terror as Serena poked her head into his hiding place. Serena was surprised to find Harley, his pants around his ankles being jacked off by the biggest female cat she had ever seen. Harley laughed nervously and grinned at Serena, the she-cat completely ignored Serena’s presence.

“Hi Harley...Ummm...Who’s your friend?”

“H-hi, Ser-Serena!” Harley half laughed, half groaned, his cheeks turning ten shades of crimson. “I...Ummm...I haven’t quite found out what her name is yet...”

The she cat purred loudly and lapped at the head of Harley’s foxhood. For a moment, Serena could only stare. She felt herself becoming very aroused suddenly as she watched the big feline’s tongue caress Harley’s shaft. She felt her whole body flush hot and, for a moment, entertained the notion of joining the pair, wanting to have her friend’s cock buried in her pussy.

What am I thinking?!

She shook her head and focused her thoughts.

“Well, I’ll be inside,” She said quickly. “Come in when you can.”

Harley nodded quickly as his foxhood vanished once more into the she-cat’s mouth. Harley clutched at the ground as she sucked on his male pride. Panting and groaning, he clenched his teeth as his pleasure exploded into the she-cat’s mouth once more. He smiled warmly as he relaxed from his orgasm and the she-cat licked him clean.

“Utama!” the she-cat said after finishing.

“Utama?” Harley asked, not understanding.

“Nama utama.”

“Uhhhh, I don’t understand.”

The she-cat cuddled up to Harley and purred.

“M-miss?” Harley said as he wriggled out from under her. “I don’t think I can...I mean...I really think it’s time for me to...uhhh, go.”

Harley got to his feet and hiked up his pants and started for the house. The she-cat got to her feet as well and limped after him.

“Are you going to be okay, miss?” Harley asked, realizing that she was following him.

The she-cat purred and smiled seductively at him.

“Atwalla mak tamma?” She said with an expectant look on her face.

“I’m sorry,” Harley said. “I don’t understand.”

“Atwalla, ‘Wannah’,” she said, pointing to herself. Then, pointing to Harley, “Atwalla mak tamma?”

“Wannah?” Harley said. “Your name?”

“Wannah,” she repeated, pointing to herself.

“OH!” Harley said. He pointed to himself, “Harley.”

“Har-ley,” She repeated, smiling brightly.

Wannah reached out and hugged Harley tightly.

“Wannah lo Har-ley!” she purred happily. “Wannah lo Har-ley!”

Once she released him, Harley grinned nervously and started for the front door again. Wannah started to follow him.

“I don’t think you can come in with me,” Harley said. “You should go home now.”

Wannah looked confused.

“Go on,” Harley said waving his hands as if to shoo her away. “Go home. I don’t think Serena would approve.”

Wannah pouted and looked hurt, but she turned and started walking toward the edge of the clearing. She paused to retrieve her club and looked hopefully back at Harley. Harley made another shooing motion. The she-cat sighed sadly and walked into the woods.

Harley sighed, partly out of relief and partly because he felt like such a heel. He couldn’t just invite strange females into his friend’s home but he felt terrible about not being able to explain that to Wannah. He turned and went into the house.

“Now that was just plain rude!” the faerie mouse scolded him sharply as she flitted up in front of his face.

“Wh-what are you talking about?” Harley barked defensively.

“Your friend!” the Faerie mouse continued, her hands on her hips. “Here she gives you a lovely bit of pleasure and you go and shoo her off with out so much as a peck on the cheek. Personally, I think she likes you but I’ll be darned if I know why.”

“I...I didn’t ask her to...to do that,” Harley said, feeling a little guilty.

“She all but drew you a picture that she wanted you to mate with her. I mean really!”

“I...I like her and all,” Harley said. “But she was a virgin...I didn’t want to take that from her.”

“Can you believe him, Serena?” the faerie asked, flitting half way across the room to where Serena reclined on the couch, lost in her own thoughts.

“Huh?” she said absently as she got up from the couch to see what the commotion was all about. “Believe what?”

“Your friend, here, was very kindly offered the opportunity to be a lady’s very first and he blew her off!”

“I didn’t know what to do,” Harley defended.

“That much was obvious,” the faerie groused.

“Well, don’t forget,” Serena said. “Harley’s new to all of this.”

“I really wish you people would stop harping on that,” Harley grumbled.

“...try to understand,” Serena finished, ignoring Harley’s grousing.

“Hmmmm...” The faerie mused, a mischievous grin coming to her face. “Now there’s an idea.”

Before anyone could react, the faerie flitted up and kisses Harley on the nose. Green sparkles shimmered and danced around the fox.

“There now,” the faerie smiled triumphantly as the sparkles cleared. “Serena...could you give Randy or Fettish a call?”

Serena could only stand and stare in shock for a moment.

“What...What did you just do?!” she gasped.

Harley stood where he had been standing only now he sported a generous pair of breasts and his pants hung loosely from his curved waist and hips. He grabbed the waist of his pants, pulling them out to look into them. His eyes went wide even as his pupils shrank in panic.

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME??!!” he screamed.

“H-Harley?” Serena said.

The fox, Handsome as a male had been transformed into a well endowed, beautiful Vixen.

“Just a way to let you in on what a ladyfur likes,” the faerie grinned slyly. “Everything works and will react like a female’s natural equipment. I’d suggest a little self exploration while I’m gone. Or maybe Serena could let you in on what feels good.”

“Wh-where are you going?” Serena asked.

“To see if Randy’s available, of course,” The faerie grinned. “And by the way, Harley. The only way to end the transformation is to mate.”

With that the faerie mouse giggled and vanished in a shower of green sparkles.

The room was silent for almost a minute. Then Harley panicked.

“Serena!” he exclaimed. “What am I gonna do?!”

“Well, she said you had to mate, but she didn’t say with who...Why not see if your new friend is still around.”

“I could do that!” Harley said excitedly.

Just before Harley reached the door, there came a knock. Harley stared in absolute terror then bolted behind Serena.

“Hide me!” he begged.

“But you heard what the faerie said.”

“I don’t care!” Harley whimpered. “I don’t want to mate with a male!”

“Just a minute!” Serena called out as she rushed Harley into her bedroom. “Wait here you big baby.”

Serena closed her bedroom door and went to answer the front door. Cleo stood on the porch with a basket clutched in her hands and a huge smile on her face.

“Oh Serena!” she beamed. “I just heard the good news. Now I know you and Monica and Martin will be wanting to start a family so I’ve come to offer my services as a midwife.”

“Uh...well, I’m not pregnant yet,” Serena said.

“Of course not,” Cleo said. “But it’s never too early to plan.”

“Won’t you come in? Maybe you could help me out with another little problem first?” Serena asked. “A magical problem.”

“A magical problem?”

“Harley,” Serena called. “Come on out. I might have a solution to your problem.”

Harley came out of the bedroom holding her pants up.

“Oh my,” Cleo said looking the gorgeous vixen over. “She’s a big girl, isn’t she?”

“Well, you see,” Serena explained. “That’s the problem. She is not supposed to be female.”

“She’s not?” Cleo asked. “But why? I think she’s absolutely lovely.”

“But I’m male,” Harley said, blushing.

“Not from where I’m standing,” Cleo grinned.

“Well, that’s the thing,” Serena explained. “She...Well Harley was a male. My little friend transformed him into a female. Do you think you could reverse the spell?”

“Is that all?” Cleo asked. “She...err...He just needs to mate with a male.”

“He rather not have to do that,” Serena explained quickly. “Could you maybe reverse the spell somehow without him having to mate with a male.”

“Without mating?” Cleo asked, looking genuinely confused. “I could...But why? Harley, take it from one who knows. You can’t beat the feeling of a long hard one sliding in and out of you. But, if you’d really rather not, I can give it a go. You can start by taking off your clothes.”

“Really?!” Harley exclaimed.

He grabbed Cleo and hugged her tightly.

“Oh Thank you! Thank you!!” he said.

He set Cleo back down and quickly began to shuck his ill-fitting clothes. He stood there naked, any embarrassment or modesty pushed aside in his natural eagerness to be returned to normal.

Cleo unruffled her toga and let her eyes rove over Harley’s feminine charms. She smiled as one or two lustful thoughts passed through her mind.

“It just seems such a waste,” she said.

“Please, Cleo,” Serena said, noticing Harley’s anxiousness. “He’s been through a lot today. The girls found out that he’s a virgin...well...WAS a virgin and they’ve been all over him.”

“Serena...Please!” Harley begged.

“I can imagine,” Cleo grinned. “Okay, let’s see...How did that spell go?”

Cleo stepped up to Harley and cupped ‘his’ pussy in her hand. Harley’s eyes went wide and ‘he’ grinned nervously.

“Is...Is this part of the spell?” He asked.

“Not really,” Cleo giggled and grinned slyly. “I just wanted to feel you up first. Of course it’s part of the spell.”

Cleo began to chant softly as she worked her fingers between the transformed fox’s labia. Harley groaned and shook as he felt a familiar, yet somehow different tingling in his groin. Red colored sparkles began to dance around Cleo’s hand as she continued to chant and slipped two fingers just up inside Harley’s love tunnel. The sparkles grew with the tingly feeling Harley was experiencing. He suddenly felt the tingly feeling erupt in his belly and spread out to ‘his’ legs and chest. ‘His’ juices flowed over Cleo’s fingers. There was a bright flash of light.

Harley hesitantly looked down and to his great relief found himself looking at his fully erect male equipment without having to look over a large pair of breasts. Cleo was ogling his twelve inch equipment as well with bulging eyes.

“You did it!” Serena exclaimed with a lustful smile.

“Oh my word!” Cleo exclaimed unable to take her eyes of Harley’s throbbing tool.

“Aheh, it...it is sorta big,” Harley said, as he blushed and tried to cover himself with his hands.

“Now...As to my fee,” Cleo said as she let her toga slip to the floor.

“Since when did you start charging?” Serena asked.

“Since I found something I really want.” Cleo grinned.

Cleo snuggled against Harley’s chest and rubbed her belly against his enormous tool.

“Please, Mr. Fox,” she purred. “I want you inside me. Mate with me. It’s the least you can do.”

“Well, it’s th-the l-l-least I c-can d-do,” Harley said with a silly grin plastered on his face.

Cleo led Harley over to the couch where she lay down. She covered her sex with her hand, gently rubbing herself. She slowly spread her legs open then spread open her fuzzy outer lips with her fingers, displaying her intimate treasures for the lust struck fox. Harley moved to the couch and leaned over her. He kissed her gently and she kissed him back.

“Mate with me, Harley,” she purred. “Let me feel your passion.”

Harley moved between her legs and guided his foxhood to her vaginal entrance. Cleo groaned and mewed as her love tunnel stretched tightly over his prodigious shaft, filling her slowly and completely.

“Ooooyeah,” Cleo groaned happily. “That’s it, lover. Slide up inside me as far as it will go. Fill my pussy up with that big, hard cock.”

Cleo wrapped her arms and legs around the large fox and hugged him tightly. Harley groaned, lost in the hot, wet tightness that gripped his shaft. He began to slide his foxhood slowly out of Cleo’s cunny then slowly pushed it back inside.

Serena caught herself panting and rubbing her belly and actually watching her friend mating with Cleo. She watched Harley stuffing his hard throbbing love muscle up into Cleo’s kitty cunny. She felt a hot flush run through her body and her legs suddenly felt like rubber. She shook her head and decided to get ready for bed. She hurried to her bedroom and closed the door behind her.

“Mmmmm yes, lover,” Cleo purred. “Mate with me. Faster...Harder....”

Harley gripped Cleo’s waist and pulled her back against his thrusts, pushing deeper and harder as he picked up speed.

“That’s it, Lover,” Cleo panted breathlessly as the tingling in her belly grew steadily. “Harder... Faster...Deeper! Make me cum, Harley! (Whimper) I want to cum for you...I want you to cum in me!”

Harley Threw back his head grunting as he eagerly humped against her. He felt his own orgasm building, making his legs tremble. Suddenly Cleo Mewed out loud and clamped her arms and legs around him as her pleasure exploded within her. Harley felt his shaft griped tightly by Cleo’s pelvic muscles. The milking sensation on his foxhood tipped him over the edge. His hot, creamy seed gushed into Cleo’s belly.

“Oh YES!” Cleo Whispered urgently in the fox’s ear. “I can feel it inside me! Cum in me, Harley! Cum in meeeee!”

They writhed together on mutual ecstasy until their orgasms slowly subsided. Cleo looked up into Harley’s eyes as they lay there panting.

“That was so nice, Harley,” Cleo purred. “You were so...so...HEY! Where’d you go?”

Harley leapt up from the couch and looked down to find that he had reverted to a female again.

“Wh-what happened?!” ‘he’ cried.

“Oh no!” Cleo exclaimed. “The spell isn’t working right! Serena!”

Serena came out of the bedroom dressed in her sheer red nightgown.

“What is it?” She asked. then she noticed the lovely, panic stricken vixen. “H-Harley? What happened?”

“I think the spells are working against each other,” Cleo said. “Serena, could you do me a favor and make her...eh...him cum again?”

Serena felt her whole body flush hot again. Before she could act, however, the faerie mouse reappeared followed by a knock at the door.

“Serena,” came a familiar voice from outside. “It’s me, Randy!”

Harley yipped and leapt behind the couch. Serena went to the door and let Randy in.

“Hi, Serena,” Randy said as he took her hand and kissed it. “Your little friend said that you had a problem I could help you with. I’m always happy to be of Service.”

“Ummm...It’s not me that needs the help,” Serena explained. “It’s Harley”

“Harley?” But your little friend said...What’s up Serena?”

Cleo stifled a giggle.

“Well, Harley isn’t feeling himself today,” Serena explained, shooting a withering glance at the faerie mouse. “Thanks to a certain winged mouse. Cleo tried to help him but it didn’t seem to work.”

“Shame on you, Cleo,” the faerie scolded. “Trying to counter my magic.”

Harley peeked out from behind the couch.

“Harley?” Randy said as he moved around the couch. “What’s up? What did they...OH WOW!! Dude! you’re GORGEOUS!

With a startled, embarrassed ‘yip’ Harley snatched a comforter from the couch to wrap ‘himself’ in.

“Oh yeah,” Harley groused. “Thanks for rubbing it in.”

“I mean it,” Randy continued as he ogled Harley’s new body. “Your tits are great! And she gave you a great ass too!”

Harley shot Randy a look that could melt steel.

“Sorry, Harley,” Randy apologized, though he continued to leer at the fox. “Just my hormones talkin’. What can I do to help?”

“Well, we were about to try making him cum again,” Serena Said.

“Serena!”

“Sorry, Harley.”

“Is that all?” Randy asked. “Geeze Harley, what’s the big deal?”

Harley glared at Randy.

“Look, I know you’re shy and all but if ya gotta mate, ya gotta mate. I take it masturbation won’t do?”

“Nope,” the faerie squeaked with a bright smile. “Has to mate with a male.”

“I am NOT going to mate with a MALE!”

“Harley, cool it,” Serena said as she went around the couch to where Harley sat. “Let me try something.”

She knelt behind her friend and slipped her hand under the blanket, cupping the male turned vixen’s mound and rubbing it gently.

“S-Serena!” Harley exclaimed in surprise. “Wha- what are you...you...MMMmmmmm” (Whimper)

“Hmph,” the faerie mouse said, crossing her arms. “It won’t work.”

Serena ignored the faerie, working her fingers into the vixen’s slit. She rubbed the soft inner folds of feminine flesh, making Harley groan and whimper. The more she played with Harley’s pussy the more aroused she herself became. Harley clutched the blanket around ‘himself’ and moaned in ecstasy as ‘he’ came on his friend’s hand. Serena smirked and then whipped the blanket off him. Once more, Harley had become male. Harley tried to cover himself and glared at Serena.

“Taa-daaa!” Serena said. “When the male Harley cums he turns into a female. When ‘she’ gets ‘her’ goodies, ‘she turns back to a male. Observe!”

Harley tried to protest as Serena took his shaft in both hands and started to jack him off, but the pleasure quickly limited him to moans and whimpers. In short order, Harley shot his spooge and promptly became female again.

“Hey, this could be fun,” Randy grinned.

“Isn’t it though?” Serena said with a wild look in her eye.

She pulled Harley backwards and quickly straddled his muzzle. Harley became suddenly aware of a strong, heady, musky odor just before Serena pressed her juicy cunny against his lips. ‘He’ felt dizzy and aroused. Acting almost of their own volition reached up and took hold of Serena’s hips. ‘He’ lapped hungrily as her sex. Serena groaned and purred anxiously.

“Lick me, Harley. Lick me, lick me, lick me!”

Randy also caught the heavy, sexy scent in the air. He’d been trying to restrain himself but was fighting a loosing battle. He buried his nose in Harley’s pussy and startled lapping up the vixen’s juices. He licked Higher then started licking and kissing Harley’s belly Serena scratched behind Randy’s ears as he continued moving up. Harley felt the head of Randy’s bunnyhood press into ‘his’ slit and against ‘his’ vaginal entrance. ‘His’ eyes flying open wide in panic he pushed Serena off his mouth and scooted back from Randy.

“Don’t you even think about it, Randy!”

Randy’s body trembled as he tried to resist the urge to move up to Harley and attempt to mate with ‘him’ anyway. He felt as though his rabbit hormones had kicked into overdrive.

Serena moved between them, panting heavily with a need she couldn’t explain or deny.

“If Harley’s uncomfortable mating with you, Randy,” she purred in a low seductive voice. “You can take me.”

She turned on her hands and knees, lowering her head to Harley’s pussy and raising her backside to Randy, rolling her hips to expose her dripping wet cunny to him. Randy didn’t need any further encouragement. He crouched behind Serena and slid his length deep up her kitten hole. Serena mewed happily as Randy began to pump his shaft in and out of her. She grabbed Harley’s hips and lapped greedily and ‘his’ sex. Harley opened his mouth in a low groan of pleasure only to have Cleo seat her pussy between his open jaws. Once Harley began licking at Cleo’s sex, Cleo leaned forward and joined Serena licking at Harley’s pussy.

Randy’s hips slapped against Serena’s rump as he worked faster and harder. Serena came hard, purring and moaning as she continued lapping at Harley’s pussy and Cleo’s muzzle. Randy slowed his thrusting while Serena’s orgasm rippled through her and her vagina gripped his lover’s tool. Cleo and Harley came at the same time, each holding the other tightly as their pleasure washed through them. As her climax pleased, Cleo suddenly realized what the oddly stimulating scent that now hung heavy in the air was. She looked at Serena.

Serena had a wild almost feral look in her normally calm eyes. Cleo could see the urgent need Serena felt reflected there. Behind Serena, Randy had picked up the pace again and was humping Serena for all he was worth.

“Fuck me, Randy,” Serena growled. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuckmefuckmefuckmeeeeee!”

Serena came again. Harley yelped as Serena’s claws dug into his thighs.

“Almost...Serena...” Randy grunted as he teetered on the brink of ecstasy. “Gonna cum... Gonna cum in your belly....”

“Randy, STOP!” Cleo shouted. “You’re going to get her...”

“OH yeah!” Randy shouted. “Gonna cum, Serena! Gonna...CUM!!!!”

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