This tarradiddle is much less of a narrative and Thomas More so of constant activeness.

Tamani woke up slowly and comfortably. She smacked her puffy lips together, gazing around to see the sleeping bodies of various creatures and monsters. The air was warm up so her green skin was glistening with sweat, no wonder she couldn't keep herself from rubbing up against a passed out satyr.

Her pixie style charcoal whisker had blood of garden pink whisker, which looked cute against the tan fur of the sleeping satyr's belly. Tami played with his limp dick, trying to wake it up in any way possible. After a bit of mollify caressing it slowly came to life, and the little hobgoblin didn't hesitate to thrust her nerve with it.

His semi-erect serpent fit comfortably in her backtalk, she then started rubbing it with the enormous stud in her natural language. Tami held her plump ass gamey in the air while she worked, and although she wore a couple pieces of textile, they covered cipher, her swollen and repeatedly pierced puss was visible and surface for literally anyone. The beast she was sucking coughed and moaned so she opened her eyes revealing deep violet iris diaphragm to see if the man was alive, but he remained motionless.

She decided she was getting bored so she forced herself down on his conceited manhood, feeling the flared tip brushing through her cervix. The chubby chick was an expert at fellatio, and nothing beat the mellisonant sensation of a man unloading himself down her pharynx.


-- End of introduction --

She washed down the sticky cum down with one of her love potions. She was already preparing herself for the wild night she planned to sustain with the solitary other female she didn't consider a threat : Vixin. The shy centaur was a nail introvert, who happens to be lesbian. Tami figured Vix had a crush on her, but they've known each other for so long that any Romance was long gone. Until this night.

Vix made a bet that Tami couldn't make a making love potion unattackable enough to convince the horse-girl to suck a cock, but Tami knows she can prove her faulty.

The chubby hobgoblin knew her potion would be too strong for the little centaur girlfriend so she had been drinking beforehand to be on the same level.

They met up at a pub and took the new xtra strength lustfulness potion together.

Vixin was already spooky from going to a bar, and taking the lust potion just stressed her out even Thomas More. She went to the privy to splash a bit of water on her human face when she noticed how cunning she looked in the mirror. Her short Robert Brown hair's-breadth was in a perfect little"do"and her look was littered with raft of lentigo. Small saddle horn sprouted through her hair and right following to them were foggy cattle capitulum. She had big brownness centre and a pretty picayune grinning, it was a shame there weren't other lesbian centaur back at her farm.

Actually, it was a shame there weren't former gay woman Centaurus that looked like her vertebral column at the farm. Her creative thinker wandered as she thought of all the things she would do if she met herself, all the dirty, perverted, intimate Acts of the Apostles. She moved closer to the mirror and started to praxis her kissing, should the situation occur.

Tami barged into the privy only to be shocked by the survey of Vix trying to tongue the mirror. The horse girl snapped out of her trance, realizing the dear potion made her fall in sexual love with herself. Vix blushed bright red and following her fellow back to the bar. Tami started talking to a young looking monkey boy, while Vix looked around the bar and fell in love life with every human face she saw. The immense miscellany of people blew her psyche, frog-morphs with hypnotic middle, cat-morphs licking their soft fur and brushing their ears, and the scariest were the succubi ; three of them were huddled in the corner talking among themselves, laughing and pointing at others, Vix felt drawn in to their invisible powers.

But suddenly, a dyad of fingerbreadth forced themselves in her close Virgo the Virgin snatch, Vix cried out in shock, but it quickly turned to a low moan. She turned around to see the culprit ; it was a drunken raccoon hooligan who reeked of yesterday's trash.

But instead of being hating the man, she looked into his dark sinister oculus and saw the person she wishes she were : mad, hazardous, and destitute. His imperfect teeth bared an unapologetic grinning, he acted on pulsing and clearly didn't regret it. He dug his finger in as deep as he could, but it only lasted an instant before the bartender grabbed him and threw him out the bar. Vix saw the racoon man dusk on the ground and desperately wanted to help the poor man, but Tami jumped in forepart of her.

The seductive hobgoblin friend started scolding the centaur for chasing after rapists. The potion was clearly not hitting Tami yet, and Vix was rolling too hard. Luckily, Tamani was struck up a deal with the very Thomas Young monkey boy who had a good repute, Lakel was going to see after Tami and Vix and in return he gets to use Tami however he wants.

The deuce-ace stepped outside and Tami immediately locked eyes with a tusk beefcake who worked in an chemistry workshop across the street. She rushed over to assemble him while Lake and Vix followed behind. The cuddly little hob was hitting it off very well with the Devil, but Lake and Vix got bored stepped out. As soon as the room access closed they heard Tamani leap over the return into the red-hot man's sleeve.

Vix knew she would come down in love life with the immature monkey boy so she avoided his gaze at all costs, she could hardly trust herself anymore. She tried her difficult to not reckon at anymore, but it was unsufferable to do in such a meddlesome township on such a meddling night. She felt the love potion hit harder now than ever, her head started to reel, anxiety was rising to a new high, all four leg were trembling from stress and awe, and the constant motivation to fight the urge to comprehend her monkey buddy was causing her to feel physically ill. Then she felt a warm hand on her lower one-half's back accompanied by a soft voice,

"Like, are you all right ?"

She instinctively looked up to see fuzzy expression, home to a duo of sweet hazel eyes and an encouraging smile. Vix muttered that she needed a friend and the unknown wrapped her arms the fainthearted fille. The sawhorse little girl had never felt such a warm hug, her worry melted away and were replaced with a burning Passion. She embraced the unknown, who had silky mild hairsbreadth covering nigh of her dead body, as well as the mammoth size titty. The passionate hug ended and Vix got to take a good look at the stranger. She was dumbstruck by the shear beauty of the gilt haired creature.

Mable was more human than dog, but the floppy ear, wet nuzzle and wagging butt was a dead giveaway. She shared many similar features with the bashful Centaurus, from the Brown eyes to the minuscule mouth and even the freckles that muddied up her pretty font and ran down across her berm and boob. Unable to manipulate herself, Vix slowly leaned forward, smelling the humid dog's breathing place, falling more and more madly in love. To her surprise, the dog-morph leaned in too and they met together for a wet buss. Mable was a passionate lover ; her long red tongue invaded the volition centaur's backtalk leaving the taste of dog in her mouth. The curvaceous char finally broke off the buss with a cute giggle. Vix turned to the face and saw Lake furiously masturbating at the lesbians.

The busty dog-morph noticed the imp kid and decided to pull her top off to feed the petty kid a amend view of her massive perforate tits. Vix's creative thinker filled up with dirty thought process, all of them involving Mable, and some of them involving the monkey. Luckily the pooch girl seemed to read her judgment, she tenderly massaged the horse half and slowly moved down to lesbian's rear. The bubbly dog bimbo had her boldness in Vixin's horse ass in no time, gliding her long hot lingua across both tight holes, wetting them down and turning on the drug-induced girl.

Tami had finally finished with her satanic mate and had even managed to bring back a vauntingly assortment of magic potions. She had no problem finding her Quaker, she could smell Vixin's rut scent from a knot away. When she came onto the scene she was glad to see her shy girlfriend had made a new acquaintance. Once Lake saw the tubby goblin lady friend he hopped over to get his wages He greeted her with a kiss and she returned by giving his face a big sloppy lick, she was clearly feeling the consequence of the starve potion. Tami gladly bent over to give the boy access to her loose twat, still dripping with the Devil man's sticky cum.

Vixin heard the monkey boy scream so she looked over and smiled when she saw the conversant face of her best friend.

But this time it was unlike. She always thought Tami was cute, but now she finds her, tasty. The centaur sees a fire in her supporter's jumbo violet eyes, and a savory appetency between her pouty aristocratic rim. She wanted to feel the lusty goblin's smooth green hide, she wanted to bite down on the little girl's pouty lips, and most of all, she wanted her Friend's puffy, sweet, creamy, icky pussy on her face.

Just as the young imp boy last inside of Tami, Vix gets behind Tami's raised ass and plunges her freckled boldness in the moist dark green honeypot. Tami's voice fails as she manages to orgasm for the first fourth dimension in a long clip, she can palpate her horse Friend drinking the various mix of several lover's cum.

-- This chapter is finished ! --