This narration is much LE of a narrative and more so of constant activeness.

Tamani woke up slowly and comfortably. She smacked her tumescent lips together, gazing around to see the sleeping torso of various creature and ogre. The air was tender so her greenish cutis was glistening with sweat, no wonder she couldn't preserve herself from rubbing up against a passed out satyr.

Her pixie style fusain hair had melody of pink hair, which looked cute against the tan fur of the sleeping letch's breadbasket. Tami played with his limp dick, trying to wake it up in any way potential. After a bit of blue caressing it slowly came to life, and the little goblin didn't hesitate to overeat her cheeks with it.

His semi-erect snake in the grass fit comfortably in her mouth, she then started rubbing it with the enormous stud in her tongue. Tami held her plump ass highschool in the air while she worked, and although she wore a duet man of cloth, 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 deep violet irises to see if the man was alert, but he remained motionless.

She decided she was getting bored so she forced herself down on his swollen manhood, feeling the erupt tip brushing through her neck opening. The chubby wench was an expert at fellatio, and goose egg beat the sweet sensory faculty of a man unloading himself down her pharynx.


-- End of Intro --

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 stimulate with the only other female she didn't count a threat : Vixin. The shy centaur was a ended introvert, who happens to be gay woman. Tami figured Vix had a crush on her, but they've known each other for so long that any romanticism was long gone. Until tonight.

Vix made a bet that Tami couldn't make a honey potion strong enough to win over the horse-girl to suck a pecker, but Tami knows she can rise her wrong.

The chubby goblin knew her potion would be too strong for the picayune Centaur girl so she had been drinking beforehand to be on the same layer.

They met up at a pub and took the new xtra enduringness lust 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 privy to sprinkle a bit of water on her aspect when she noticed how cute she looked in the mirror. Her shortly Brown University hair was in a perfect niggling"do"and her face was littered with plenty of freckles. Small hooter sprouted through her hair and right next to them were fuzzy cattle ears. She had big embrown eyes and a pretty little smile, it was a disgrace there weren't former lesbian centaurs back at her farm.

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

Tami barged into the lav only to be shocked by the sight of Vix trying to tongue the mirror. The horse female child snapped out of her spell, realizing the honey potion made her fall in lovemaking with herself. Vix blushed vivid red and following her companion back to the bar. Tami started talking to a untested looking rascal boy, while Vix looked around the bar and fell in sexual love with every case she saw. The immense variety show of the great unwashed blew her brain, frog-morphs with mesmerizing eyes, cat-morphs licking their sonant fur and brushing their ear, 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 finger forced themselves in her tight virgin pussy, Vix cried out in shock, but it quickly turned to a low groan. She turned around to see the perpetrator ; it was a drunken raccoon hooligan who reeked of yesterday's trash.

But instead of being hating the man, she looked into his dark black center and saw the person she wishes she were : delirious, barbaric, and free. His imperfect teeth bared an unapologetic grin, he acted on urge and clearly didn't regret it. He dug his finger's breadth in as deep as he could, but it only lasted an minute before the barkeep grabbed him and threw him out the bar. Vix saw the raccoon man fall on the footing and desperately wanted to facilitate the poor man, but Tami jumped in front of her.

The seductive hob friend started scolding the centaur for chasing after raper. The potion was clearly not hitting Tami yet, and Vix was rolling too hard. Luckily, Tamani was struck up a deal with the very Cy Young monkey boy who had a practiced reputation, Lakel was going to look after Tami and Vix and in payoff he gets to use Tami however he wants.

The trio stepped outside and Tami immediately locked eyes with a horned beefcake who worked in an alchemy shop across the street. She rushed over to meet 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 doorway closed they heard Tamani saltation over the counter into the luscious man's limb.

Vix knew she would fall in love with the young monkey boy so she avoided his regard at all monetary value, she could hardly trust herself anymore. She tried her hardest to not take care at anymore, but it was impossible to do in such a busy Ithiel Town on such a busy Night. She felt the making love potion hit operose now than ever, her foreland started to whirl, anxiety was rising to a new high-pitched, all four legs were trembling from stress and fear, and the unceasing need to agitate the impulse to squeeze her monkey brother was causing her to find physically ill. Then she felt a warm mitt on her humbled one-half's back accompanied by a soft vocalism,

"Like, are you all right ?"

She instinctively looked up to see bleary side, home to a duet of sweet-smelling hazel tree eye and an further smile. Vix muttered that she needed a ally and the stranger wrapped her arms the timid female child. The knight miss had never felt such a warm hug, her worries melted away and were replaced with a burning passion. She embraced the stranger, who had silky soft hair covering most of her organic structure, as well as the mammoth sized breasts. The passionate hug ended and Vix got to take on a serious facial expression at the stranger. She was dumbstruck by the shear beauty of the fortunate haired beast.

Mable was more human than dog, but the diskette ears, wet nose and wagging tail was a deadened game show. She shared many standardised features with the blate centaur, from the brown eyes to the minuscule mouth and even the lentigo that muddied up her pretty face and ran down across her berm and boob. ineffective to control herself, Vix slowly leaned forward, smelling the humid dog's breath, falling More and more madly in beloved. To her surprise, the dog-morph leaned in too and they met together for a wet kiss. Mable was a passionate lover ; her longsighted red lingua invaded the willing centaur's mouth leaving the gustatory sensation of dog in her oral fissure. The curvy woman finally broke off the kiss with a cute giggle. Vix turned to the side and saw Lake furiously masturbating at the lesbians.

The buxom dog-morph noticed the scamp kid and decided to extract her top off to give the little kid a salutary view of her massive perforate tits. Vix's mind filled up with foul persuasion, all of them involving Mable, and some of them involving the rapscallion. Luckily the pooch lady friend seemed to read her mind, she tenderly massaged the horse one-half and slowly moved down to sapphic's rear. The bubbly dog bimbo had her face in Vixin's horse ass in no clock time, gliding her foresightful hot tongue across both mean hollow, wetting them down and turning on the drug-induced girl.

Tami had finally finished with her fiendish partner and had even managed to bring back a large classification of conjuring trick potions. She had no problem finding her friends, she could smell Vixin's rut fragrance from a mile away. When she came onto the scene she was gladiolus to see her shy lady friend had made a new friend. Once Lake saw the tubby hob girl he hopped over to get his advantage He greeted her with a kiss and she returned by giving his face a big boggy lick, she was clearly feeling the effects of the crave potion. Tami gladly bent over to commit the boy access to her loose cunt, still dripping with the hellion man's sticky cum.

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

But this fourth dimension it was dissimilar. She always thought Tami was cute, but now she finds her, tasty. The Centaurus sees a flak in her friend's giant violet eyes, and a mouth-watering appetence between her pouty blue lip. She wanted to feel the red-blooded hob's smooth viridity skin, she wanted to bite down on the short girl's pouty lips, and well-nigh of all, she wanted her protagonist's puffy, sweet, creamy, gooey slit on her face.

Just as the Thomas Young scamp boy refinement inside of Tami, Vix gets behind Tami's raised ass and plunges her freckled case in the moist wickedness super acid honeypot. Tami's voice fails as she manages to orgasm for the firstly time in a long clock time, she can feel her horse friend drinking the various mix of several devotee's cum.

-- This chapter is finished ! --