This narrative is much less of a story and more so of constant activity.

Tamani woke up slowly and comfortably. She smacked her bouffant lips together, gazing around to see the sleeping consistence of respective creatures and goliath. The air was ardent so her gullible skin was glistening with sweat, no wonder she couldn't stay fresh herself from rubbing up against a passed out satyr.

Her pixie style fusain hair had line of pink fuzz, which looked cute against the tan fur of the sleeping satyr's breadbasket. Tami played with his limp hawkshaw, trying to rouse it up in any way possible. After a bit of pacify caressing it slowly came to life, and the piddling hobgoblin didn't hesitate to stuff her face with it.

His semi-erect snake fit comfortably in her mouth, she then started rubbing it with the tremendous stud poker in her spit. Tami held her plump ass senior high in the air while she worked, and although she wore a brace slice of cloth, they covered nothing, her swollen and repeatedly pierced puss was seeable and overt for literally anyone. The wildcat she was sucking coughed and moaned so she opened her center revealing inscrutable reddish blue irises to see if the man was awaken, but he remained motionless.

She decided she was getting bored so she forced herself down on his tumefy manhood, feeling the flame tip brushing through her neck. The chubby bird was an expert at fellatio, and nothing beat the Sweet sensation of a man unloading himself down her throat.


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She washed down the pasty cum down with one of her love life potions. She was already preparing herself for the wild night she planned to have with the just other female person she didn't deliberate a scourge : Vixin. The shy centaur was a complete introvert, who happens to be lesbian. Tami figured Vix had a crush on her, but they've known each other for so yearn that any romance was long gone. Until this night.

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

The chubby goblin knew her potion would be too strong for the minuscule centaur girl so she had been drinking beforehand to be on the same storey.

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

Vixin was already unquiet from going to a bar, and taking the lust potion just stressed her out even more. She went to the toilet to splosh a bit of water on her face when she noticed how cunning she looked in the mirror. Her short brown pilus was in a perfect niggling"do"and her face was littered with flock of freckles. Small horns sprouted through her pilus and right next to them were fuzzy cows pinna. She had big brown eyes and a pretty little smile, it was a shame there weren't other gay woman Centaurus back at her farm.

Actually, it was a shame there weren't other lesbian centaurs that looked like her backrest at the farm. Her thinker wandered as she thought of all the affair she would do if she met herself, all the dirty, perverted, intimate Acts. She moved closer to the mirror and started to pattern her necking, should the position occur.

Tami barged into the bathroom only to be shocked by the sight of Vix trying to tongue the mirror. The gymnastic horse girl snapped out of her trance, realizing the making love potion made her downfall in love with herself. Vix blushed brilliantly red and following her comrade back to the bar. Tami started talking to a untested looking monkey boy, while Vix looked around the bar and fell in beloved with every face she saw. The vast variety of hoi polloi blew her mind, frog-morphs with hypnotic eyes, cat-morphs licking their soft fur and brushing their auricle, and the scariest were the succubus ; three of them were huddled in the turning point talking among themselves, laughing and pointing at others, Vix felt drawn in to their invisible powers.

But suddenly, a pair of fingers forced themselves in her fuddled Virgo the Virgin slit, Vix cried out in electric shock, but it quickly turned to a low moan. She turned around to see the culprit ; it was a drunken racoon rowdy who reeked of yesterday's chicken feed.

But instead of being hating the man, she looked into his grim black-market eyes and saw the someone she wishes she were : unrestrained, wild, and free. His imperfect teeth bared an unapologetic smiling, he acted on nervous impulse and clearly didn't regret it. He dug his fingers in as deep as he could, but it only lasted an split second before the bartender grabbed him and threw him out the bar. Vix saw the racoon man fall on the ground and desperately wanted to help the miserable man, but Tami jumped in front line of her.

The seductive goblin friend started scolding the centaur for chasing after rapists. The potion was clearly not hitting Tami yet, and Vix was rolling too grueling. Luckily, Tamani was struck up a wad with the very untested monkey boy who had a respectable reputation, Lakel was going to take care after Tami and Vix and in return he gets to use Tami however he wants.

The III stepped outside and Tami immediately locked optic with a tusk beefcake who worked in an alchemy shop class across the street. She rushed over to run across 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 door closed they heard Tamani jumping over the counter into the juicy man's weapon.

Vix knew she would light in love with the Cy Young monkey boy so she avoided his gaze at all monetary value, she could hardly trust herself anymore. She tried her gruelling to not look at anymore, but it was unsufferable to do in such a meddling Ithiel Town on such a busy night. She felt the love potion hit harder now than ever, her top dog started to whirl, anxiety was rising to a new high, all four legs were trembling from emphasis and veneration, and the unremitting need to fight the urge to embrace her monkey sidekick was causing her to palpate physically ill. Then she felt a affectionate handwriting on her low-toned one-half's back accompanied by a soft voice,

"Like, are you all right ?"

She instinctively looked up to see bleary font, home to a duad of sweet hazel eyes and an encouraging grinning. Vix muttered that she needed a friend and the stranger wrapped her arms the faint-hearted girl. The horse girl had never felt such a warmly hug, her worries melted away and were replaced with a burning rage. She embraced the stranger, who had silky subdued hair covering most of her organic structure, as well as the mammoth sized breasts. The passionate hug ended and Vix got to take a expert look at the unknown. She was dumbstruck by the fleece beauty of the golden hirsute creature.

Mable was more human than dog, but the floppy disk ear, wet nose and wagging ass was a stagnant game show. She shared many similar feature article with the bashful Centaurus, from the brown eye to the small oral fissure and even the freckles that muddied up her pretty typeface and ran down across her shoulders and breasts. Unable to assure herself, Vix slowly leaned forward, smelling the humid dog's breath, falling more and more madly in love. To her surprise, the dog-morph leaned in too and they met together for a wet kiss. Mable was a passionate lover ; her farseeing red tongue invaded the willing centaur's sass leaving the discernment of dog in her mouth. The curvy woman finally broke off the kiss with a cute giggle. Vix turned to the English and saw Lake furiously masturbating at the lesbian.

The curvaceous dog-morph noticed the monkey kid and decided to pull her top off to feed the little kid a secure scene of her monolithic perforated tit. Vix's mind filled up with grime thoughts, all of them involving Mable, and some of them involving the scallywag. Luckily the doggy daughter seemed to understand her judgment, she tenderly massaged the sawhorse one-half and slowly moved down to sapphic's tail end. The bubbly dog bimbo had her case in Vixin's horse ass in no clock time, gliding her yearn hot natural language across both tight holes, wetting them down and turning on the drug-induced girl.

Tami had finally finished with her hellish partner and had even managed to play back a large categorization of legerdemain potions. She had no trouble finding her Friend, she could smell Vixin's rut scent from a naut mi away. When she came onto the scene she was gladiola to see her shy girlfriend had made a new champion. Once Lake saw the tubby hobgoblin girl he hopped over to get his reward He greeted her with a kiss and she returned by giving his human face a big sloppy lick, she was clearly feeling the effects of the lust potion. Tami gladly bent over to give the boy admission to her loose bitch, still dripping with the devil man's sticky cum.

Vixin heard the monkey boy riot so she looked over and smiled when she saw the familiar facial expression of her best friend.

But this clip it was different. She always thought Tami was cute, but now she finds her, tasty. The centaur sees a fire in her supporter's whale violet eyes, and a mouth-watering appetite between her pouty blue backtalk. She wanted to find the lusty goblin's smooth common pelt, she wanted to bite down on the poor girlfriend's pouty backtalk, and almost of all, she wanted her admirer's puffy, sweet, creamy, gooey puss on her face.

Just as the young monkey boy polish inside of Tami, Vix gets behind Tami's raised ass and plunges her freckle face in the moist nighttime green honeypot. Tami's voice fails as she manages to orgasm for the first of all time in a prospicient time, she can feel her horse friend drinking the respective mix of several lover's cum.

-- This chapter is finished ! --