This fib is much LE of a narration and Thomas More so of unceasing action.

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

Her pixie dash charcoal grey hair had note of pink pilus, which looked cute against the tan fur of the sleeping lecher's stomach. Tami played with his limp tool, trying to wake it up in any way potential. After a bit of gentle caressing it slowly came to life, and the footling goblin didn't hesitate to ingurgitate her cheek with it.

His semi-erect snake fit comfortably in her mouth, she then started rubbing it with the enormous stud in her clapper. Tami held her plump ass high in the air while she worked, and although she wore a couple spell of fabric, they covered nothing, her swollen and repeatedly pierced puss was visible and open for literally anyone. The beast she was sucking coughed and moaned so she opened her eyes revealing mysterious violet irises to see if the man was wake up, but he remained motionless.

She decided she was getting bored so she forced herself down on his tumesce humanness, feeling the flared tip brushing through her neck opening. The chubby chick was an expert at fellatio, and zero beat the scented sensation of a man unloading himself down her throat.


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She washed down the gluey cum down with one of her love potions. She was already preparing herself for the wild nighttime she planned to suffer with the only other female she didn't consider a threat : Vixin. The shy centaur was a everlasting introvert, who happens to be lesbian. Tami figured Vix had a crush on her, but they've known each early for so long that any romance was foresighted gone. Until tonight.

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

The chubby goblin knew her potion would be too strong for the little Centaur girl so she had been drinking beforehand to be on the Sami stage.

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

Vixin was already nervous from going to a bar, and taking the lust potion just stressed her out even more. She went to the john to splash a bit of water on her face when she noticed how cute she looked in the mirror. Her curt brown fuzz was in a staring minuscule"do"and her face was littered with plenty of freckle. Small hooter sprouted through her hair and right side by side to them were muzzy oxen pinna. She had big brownish eyes and a pretty little smile, it was a shame there weren't other lesbian Centaur back at her farm.

Actually, it was a shame there weren't other Lesbian centaur that looked like her back at the farm. Her mind wandered as she thought of all the things she would do if she met herself, all the dirty, perverted, sexual routine. She moved closer to the mirror and started to practice her kissing, should the post occur.

Tami barged into the bathroom only to be shocked by the sight of Vix trying to tongue the mirror. The sawbuck girl snapped out of her trance, realizing the love potion made her fall in love with herself. Vix blushed bright red and following her companion back to the bar. Tami started talking to a Cy Young looking imp boy, while Vix looked around the bar and fell in making love with every face she saw. The Brobdingnagian variety of mass blew her idea, frog-morphs with mesmerizing eyes, cat-morphs licking their soft fur and brushing their pinna, and the shivery 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 pair of fingers forced themselves in her slopped virgin snatch, Vix cried out in shock, but it quickly turned to a low moan. She turned around to see the perpetrator ; it was a boozy raccoon hooligan who reeked of yesterday's wish-wash.

But instead of being hating the man, she looked into his morose black eye and saw the individual she wishes she were : unrestrained, barbarian, and destitute. His fallible tooth bared an unapologetic smiling, he acted on impulse and clearly didn't rue it. He dug his finger's breadth in as late as he could, but it only lasted an instant before the bartender grabbed him and threw him out the bar. Vix saw the raccoon man fall on the ground and desperately wanted to help the poor man, but Tami jumped in figurehead of her.

The seductive goblin supporter 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 hatful with the very young monkey boy who had a trade good reputation, Lakel was going to look after Tami and Vix and in getting even he gets to use Tami however he wants.

The trio stepped outside and Tami immediately locked oculus with a horned beefcake who worked in an interpersonal chemistry shop across the street. She rushed over to foregather him while Lake and Vix followed behind. The cuddly little hobgoblin was hitting it off very well with the devil, but Lake and Vix got bored stepped out. As soon as the doorway closed they heard Tamani start over the counter into the red-hot man's subdivision.

Vix knew she would strike in love with the Whitney Young rapscallion boy so she avoided his gaze at all costs, she could hardly hope herself anymore. She tried her hard to not look at anymore, but it was unacceptable to do in such a busy town on such a busy night. She felt the love potion hit hard now than ever, her head started to spin, anxiety was rising to a new high, all four legs were trembling from stress and veneration, and the incessant need to fight the impulse to bosom her scallywag buddy was causing her to feel physically ill. Then she felt a warm up paw on her depressed one-half's back accompanied by a soft spokesperson,

"Like, are you all right ?"

She instinctively looked up to see fuzzy look, home to a pair of sweet hazelnut tree oculus and an encourage smile. Vix muttered that she needed a protagonist and the unknown wrapped her arms the timid lady friend. The horse girl had never felt such a warm hug, her worries melted away and were replaced with a burning heat. She embraced the stranger, who had silky soft hair covering most of her consistence, as well as the mammoth sized knocker. The passionate hug ended and Vix got to take a sound look at the stranger. She was dumbstruck by the shear beauty of the golden hirsute creature.

Mable was more human being than dog, but the floppy spike, wet pry and wagging tail was a dead game show. She shared many standardized feature article with the bashful Centaurus, from the Brown eyes to the small mouth and even the lentigo that muddied up her pretty face and ran down across her articulatio humeri and titty. unable to control herself, Vix slowly leaned forward, smelling the humid dog's hint, falling Thomas More and more madly in erotic love. To her surprise, the dog-morph leaned in too and they met together for a wet kiss. Mable was a passionate lover ; her hanker red tongue invaded the willing centaur's mouth leaving the gustatory perception of dog in her lip. The sonsy woman finally broke off the kiss with a cute giggle. Vix turned to the side and saw Lake furiously masturbating at the lesbians.

The busty dog-morph noticed the monkey kid and decided to pull her top off to give the lilliputian kid a undecomposed panorama of her monolithic pierce tits. Vix's mind filled up with unsportsmanlike thoughts, all of them involving Mable, and some of them involving the scallywag. Luckily the doggy lady friend seemed to read her mind, she tenderly massaged the cavalry half and slowly moved down to gay woman's rear. The bubbly dog bimbo had her typeface in Vixin's horse ass in no clock time, gliding her long hot lingua across both nasty maw, wetting them down and turning on the drug-induced girl.

Tami had finally finished with her fiendish pardner and had even managed to bring back a great categorization of magic potions. She had no job finding her friend, she could smell out Vixin's rut scent from a mile away. When she came onto the scene she was glad to see her shy lady friend had made a new friend. Once Lake saw the tubby goblin girl he hopped over to get his reward He greeted her with a kiss and she returned by giving his typeface a big swampy lick, she was clearly feeling the result of the starve potion. Tami gladly bent over to give the boy admission to her liberal cunt, still dripping with the devil man's sticky cum.

Vixin heard the rascal boy scream so she looked over and smiled when she saw the familiar spirit brass of her best friend.

But this meter it was different. She always thought Tami was cute, but now she finds her, tasty. The Centaurus sees a flame in her friend's giant violet eye, and a mouth-watering appetite between her pouty dispirited back talk. She wanted to feel the full-blooded goblin's smooth green cutis, she wanted to sting down on the short girl's pouty lips, and well-nigh of all, she wanted her friend's puffy, sweet, creamy, gooey pussycat on her face.

Just as the Brigham Young rapscallion boy finishes inside of Tami, Vix gets behind Tami's raised ass and plunges her lentiginous face in the moist dark gullible honeypot. Tami's representative fails as she manages to orgasm for the first metre in a long time, she can feel her horse friend drinking the various mix of several lover's cum.

-- This chapter is finished ! --