#chestnut stud

But this daunting sense of dread was beaten out by her desire to prove herself to him as she focused and stepped up, ready and willing to make a good first impression. It was a simple enough routine, just rehearing one or two scenes from a script from a flick they'd be doing together, a usual Double Z creative blend of 49% story with 51% spicy smut, in this case with her in the role of a mystical Kitsune spirit girl who becomes enamoured with a local hermit monk, looking to tempt him to sin. Naturally this was to help her get acqauinted with her short man of a co-star on an intimate level as well as get used to his size.....to which she had to say, she was so damn wet at the sight of it, she was making a goddamn rainstorm between her legs. Forget splitting her in two, he'd likely make her belly pop like a balloon!!

But of course such worries and doubts all went to the wayside because well, it was hard to have any coherenet thoughts when you had inches of bitch pleasing goodness rearranging your guts internallly!! Because of course naturally there had to be spicy scenes in which the Kitsune spirit's seduction succeeded and the monk gave into the temptations of desire and the flesh or fur in this case!! It was just such a wonder Rena knew she was somehow still conscious but no big shocker how and why no gals who performed on camera with Don Juan ever needed to do anything like fake it or play it up!! This was 100% genuine pleasure being caught clear as crystal on film and they still had so many scenes to go.....and she was loving it!!!

Naturally, after that wonderful little bonding experience, Rena was more than looking forward to working with Don Juan in the future as a regular scene partner. More so when the view count for the trailer and the even release for the Fox and the Monk made record numbers, making the fox girl very popular among her fanbase to ship with her Don Juan. Which was quite a club to be counted in given his track record especially and which to fans just hinted at the potential skyrocket for her career more so than just her looks alone. All and all, if Rena could ever meet the one responsible for making her look so, you just know she'd want to kiss and thank them......

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When Shortstack and a Short King Collide

Peridot still wasn't even sure how she got roped into this, that was until she reminded herself that he was here on Blue Diamond's orders as she found herself standing before the doorstep of the modest Chestnut/Sanchez homestead. Ah yes, now she recalled that the big azure goth dommy mommy had....suggested perhaps it would aid in her research of Earth culture and the local organic populace if she got know the Terran ambassador who had made peace between the 2 worlds possible. As if Peridot didn't already know what the actual real reason was for this housecall she was making, those other clods at the Embassy were way too obvious!! It was bad enough being the one facet and cut among her type to be selected to come to this miserable little green and blue mudball, now the esteemed leader herself actually wanted her to...fornicate with this human!! Well she wouldn't give her the satisfaction, that was for sure!!

At least that had been the intention until Blue Diamond had ordered her to do so, for the sake of scientific curiosity and it was then and there Peridot knew her fate was sealed. After all she was still her superior CO and leader, her word was absolute if not law, let alone logical and so she accepted and decided to get it over with as soon as possible. So she made her way on over to the residence of the GP's glorified clod of a peace maker and knocked, not expecting him to be there, hopefully. Last thing she wanted was for hi to have the smug satisfaction of yet another Gem so willing and eager to debase and whore herself out to him, yet imagine her annoyance when he did indeed answer the door....though he did seem more surprised than smug to be honest...

Assuming he was playing ignorant just to be all coy and teasing, the green coded gem invited herself in and explained, getting to the point as she declared it'd be best they commence with the mating routine. To which he blinked before shrugging, asking if she'd like to get comfy first, only for Peridot to pout adorably with indigntation as she grabbed and pulled down his pants, boxers and all, stating she wasn't in the mood for such games of ignorance!! Eyes widening behind her visor shades as she beheld his endowment, it was no small wonder he was considered the pleaser of gems, this was some sort of weapon of mass....seduction!! And sweet minerals help her, it was working on her as well, overriding all sense of rationality and logic within that computer-like brain of hers........

Was it any wonder she found herself giving into her newly discovered, unexpected libido, finding herself effortlessly hoisted and help up in the air in standing congress with this Earth man? Their tongues dancing together in a sloppy kiss while her Emerald green shortstack frame was bouncing and riding on that bitchpleaser of a cock, moans escaping from her all the while. Her usually stern, deadpan face contorting into expressions of pure sexual bliss as she became determined in going full throttle on experiencing the thrill of the infamous Krillin experience. Perhaps if he would be so kind as to start with taking her in every possible location within his home in which they could do it, and how long she could last before she was unable to maintain her physical form?

Somehow, Peri knew it was a wonder how she was still able to keep it going, even as she made her way back to the Embassy on shaky legs, hauling her limb enhancers with her. They sort off fell off in the midst of one of her rounds with Krillin in their little marathon session, not that it stopped either of them either way of course. All and all, she was more than happy to have been proven wrong and definitely looking forward to the next chance she could get to see him again. After all, Blue Diamond always did need an escort to and back for her "peace talks" with the studly little Earth man.....

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Cajun Charm:StreetRat

Gotham was not nor was it ever hardly a decent city yet ever since the day a man dressed like a bat became its grim guardian angel, it became the sort of place where normality and the concept of what was normal became relative. In Bruuna's case for example, being a mouse/rat girl that was pretty much a furry fan's wet dream was a case for the concept, yet whatever meta gene was the cause for it, one thing was clear. A life of super crime definitely wasn't it for her and yet one thing she found she could make use of her good looks for? Hiring herself out as an escort and lady of the evening, since unlike your average hooker, she had an easy tactic to exploit...that being Gotham was no exception to having a very massive fanbase of furries who were suspiciously highly wealthy....seriously, how else can so many of them afford to commission artists?!!

Though this seemed to be one of those nights Bruuna would't be likely seeing some action, seems one or more of the super crazies from Arkham got out, which meant threat levels put a damper on seeing any potential Johns. Just when it seemed like she'd be calling it a night, a rather sleek luxury limo pulled up by her, the window unrolling enough to let a pair of eyes catch sight of her before 2 feminine voices spoke up, asking if she was up for some easy cash. Before she could explain the rates she had, including doing any girl on girl action, she blinked as one arm held out a briefcase, which snapped open to reveal rows upon rows of no doubt a good few stacks of Benjamins. That clinched the deal then and there enough that she figured, screw it, this duo had her for the whole night!!

The duo clearly liked what they saw to be willing to give away at least what seemed like 5 or 6 figures worth of cash, yet all the drive over, they weren't making any moves on her. The reason for that made clear as they came to some old, boarded up Turkish bath spa, entering deep into it as the babe duo (a disguised Harley and Ivy) presented her real client to her...none other than the massive scaly frame of Croc sitting nice and comfy on the edge of a hot tub. And packing quite the slab of meat between his legs as the rodent girl adjusted to the lighting to see many a hooker scattered about, naked and soaked with sweat and juices. All wearing blissed out smiles on their faces as it became all too clear to Bruuna that there was a good reason why she was getting such a massive payday.....she'd never been so scaroused before....

Soon as they began of course, she was more aroused than scared but how could she not be when she was getting inches of scaly fuckmeat hitting her balls deep and making her feel like her guts were all getting rearranged!!! The rodent meta pinned down and getting prone boned by the scaly behemoth, her bubble butt clapping as it cushioned the impact of those pelvic thrusts hitting away with such sexual force, her usually smooth stomach swelling with a bump indicating the depth, length and girth of that shaft.....and she loved it!! Christ, with what they were paying her for this, for just the one night, if anything they were overpaying her, frankly she should be the one paying them, no prior John was anywhere close to having been half as good as this sexy freakshow!!! Not even the fact he was going raw and bareback on her was a bopther, frankly, what condom would fit a cock like that anyways?!!

As it would turn out, the amount Ivy and Harley had paid her for (said money had been acquired for them by Selina of course, doing them a solid in exchange for some quality Croc time of her own) wasn't just for a whole night but the whole weekend!! And it just so happened to be as in a 3 day weekend, Friday to Sunday, which meant she wasn't going anywhere for quite a while. Not that she was complaining because one night alone would've guaranteed she'd be addicted to a dick this good and been desperate for her next fix sooner rather than later!! Life in Gotham was what you make of it and right now, she was making bucks and fucks a plenty!!!

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A Vampre and her Trashboat:Bankshot, Bangshot!!

It'd started as it was often routine with Mordecai once again trying to claim that he wasnt a screw-up when it came to trying with women, naturally Marceline couldn't pass up a chance to troll him. So she bet the blue jay to yet again try and prove it by having him and Rigby try get a girl's number, bonus points for effort if he could manage it without well...pulling a Mordecai!! And she had just the target in mind which is where we come to find some of the park crew gathered the basketball court on the grounds by the townhouse. It was there they found local girl Lola Bunny going through her daily practice run, nailing shots and dunks a plenty.....and oooh she was a fucking natural....

The game was now on with Mordecai stepping up and making his way over while the others watched with curiosity and trepidation/anticipation alike. They weren't close enough to hear but going by the body language and what they could make of the rabbit girl's varying expressions and reactions, which ranged from confusion to disguist, he was definitely pulling a Mordecai especially when she up and nailed a throw of her ball right at his crotch!! Making the bluejay double and hunch over, limping back to the crew laughing their collective asses off before Rigby went off to take his shot and show whether or not he could do better than that low bar standard. The difference in the skill and approach was immediate as Lola went from deadpan to amused, to then laughing followed by seeming flirty and sultry....before she immediately grabbed her gearbag and the trash panda in tow, taking off the court and out of the park with her!!!

It was about a while before anyone among the Park crew saw or heard from Rigby.....that was until Marceline felt her phone buzz and fished it out, a cheeky grin as she saw it was a selfie of Lola sent from his cell phone, her furry cheek pressed against the trash panda's length and girth. Which of course was clearly soaked in a layer of her drool and naturally a flood of similar naughty pictures and videos was incoming, showing the in-progress marathon that proved Rigby had "Game". To say Marcy was rubbing it in Mordercai's face would be an absolute understatement, it was outright pouring salt and lemon juice into the wounds, showing off the evidence and even doing a hearty and loud WHOOOOOOOAAH for good measure, which got a few of the others chiming in ala Whazzup or the GOAT Baaaaah scene. Yeah no way the Blue Jay was living this down, this tied at least with Minerva mistaking his flirting attempts as his being gay in terms of humiliation......

But of course Lola wasn't done with her little play by play by a long shot yet, let's just say if terms of basketball, they were just halfway through the fist quarter. As back at her place, she was currently bouncing her booty on Rigby's meat cowgirl style, currently leaning down and in to kiss him deeply all the while. Moans escaping her as she felt him grab, squeeze and slap those furry cotton tailed cheeks in ways that just sent a thrilling tingle up her spine. If their orgasms were how they were keeping score, in this case being way ahead in numbers wasn't how you won because Rigby had yet to rack up a point...and that's how she liked it!!!

So of course, the next morning Rigby came to work with Lola's contact details secured and then some, making Marceline a couple extra bucks richer and one very sour Blue Jay licking his wounds. The racoon ready to start his day as Isabelle began the morning orientation of handing out the tasks for today's shift, all while checking a little message on his phone. A little nude selfie in front of a mirror from Lola as she had just finished a shower, shooting a little wink and smile with a message caption reading "Rematch, you and me, sooner or later". Goes to show, it was better to pull a Rigby than to pull a Mordecai especially when you got Game. And rigby definitely, got, GAME.....

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A Queen finds her Short King!!

In this latest of the encounters on Krillin's 3 year journey training for the 23'rd Tenkaichi Budokai, we come to find our wayward shortjack in the midst of a desert wasteland, understandably lost. In a region like this, it was all too easy to do so and yet he couldn't help but feel like this area in particular seemed to call to him for some reason as if an aura or presence had drawn him in like a magnet. Yet all he saw was an endless horizon of sand until he came to the peak of a high dune top and found, of all things and places, a city!! Not the sort he was used to like a more urban metropolis like South City or Orange City or one of the more smaller, quiet, remote villages but like some ancient Imperial city that time had seemed to have forgotten......

And yet it stood still and pristine as the day it'd been built, thriving with hundreds of people, majority of them being women, human and beast folk alike. Of which they were very scantily clad in ways that showed off their generously gifted bodies and yet for some in this arid climate, were so bold and audacious enough as to go around in the nude!! Many of them all gathered around some grand podium of sorts, all kneeling in worship before a stunning woman sitting high upon a lush throne and to say she was a knockout? It was a fucking understatement to say the very least as the young warrior in training couldn't look away...which may've effected his focus enough to allow 2 warrior women to get the drop on him and capture & subdue him!!

When he finally came to, he regained consciousness to find himself bound and kneeling the aforementioned bombshell, who he presumed was the ruler of this mysterious place. Menace, going by the murmered chant from the crowd, was apparently her name and somehow, she seemed even hotter and sexier up close and in person...especially thanks to the very revealing outfit she had on. Blushing as she eyed him inquisitively, as if appraising the value of a gemstone before with a nod of her head and a gesture, he had her lady bodyguards haul him off to her personal chambers. The next thing he knew, he was stripped naked and rubbed from head to toe in warm body oil, with the servan girls giving extra special attention to his crotch.....his awkward arousal only increasing when the royal hottie arrived, just as naked and glistening...and looking like she was really liking what she saw, sensually licking her lips as she approached him....

She definitely went from liking to loving as soon her boudoir filled with the rhythm and noise only the passionate age old dance of men and women could make together, echoing throughout. All along the palace walls and this strange, hidden queendom for all to hear their ruler cry and howl in pure sexual bliss and ecstasy as she and the shortjack rode together in the embrace of a seated lotus!! Holding his cueball head close to her heavenly bosom, feeling him motorboat his face against those luscious tits while his hands grasped and squeezed that perfect, voluptuous peach of an ass. And this was just the first round with neither of showing any

That one night kept going all through the morning and then for 3 whole days, with Menace on occasion calling for a slave or servant girl to join her, declaring they must share the experience with their Queen. But alas, it had to end eventually as Krillin had to continue on his training journey but there was no hard feelings from Menace, who wished him well and expressed gratitude that he may yet return someday again, sooner or later. After all, his arrival had clearly been a sign from the gods, a sign that he would bring a blessed harvest of fertility to them and given he had proven himself a capable and very adequately worthy lover? She would see to it that the Empire of Amara would experience a much needed population boom.....you didn't get a cock like that every dynasty....

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Pump Daddy C:What is it with her and reptiles?!

In many a universe, it was often a constant for the canine girl known to many as Krystal, wherein throughout her lifetime she'd find herself on the planet Sauria. And in some form or another, context wise, would become very well acquainted with its local reptilian population, so make of the meaning to that what you will. In one such universe of course, these Saurians would find themselves visited by the battalion of the Planet Trade Organisation, overseen by the one and only Intergalactic Tyrant known as Cooler. A few of whom had decided the best way to express their loyalty to their new lord and master was to give him a gift.

Which they felt Krystal was best suited for, surely and certainly even a despot like Cooler had carnal urges and while they weren't lacking in lookers among the female of their species? They found that Krystal was more unique and had an exotic appeal that would surely be in her favour. All she had to do was look pretty and make sure he was adequately pleased enough that he might not decide to casually and off handedly wipe their planet out with the force of a supernova!! So yeah, no pressure whatsoever!!!

Easier said than done really because being so up close and personal with the despot was awkward..if only because goddamn, how could he give off such a sense of class and refinement and yet still be so sinister and intimidating? Not helping was the feelings stirring within her body, as if some primal instincts within her recognized the raw, alpha male presence before her, urging her to give in and commence with mating. Mentally willing herself to not debase and degrade into being a shameless bitch in heat and present herself to him, doing her best to be what she felt she needed to be. A pretty little trophy girl to show off, a sexy gift bestowed to him by desperate fools looking to earn his favour and not some glorified dicksleeve.......

She must've been doing something right or wrong for all she knew, given it wasn't long before days after settling into what had become routine for her, the warlord was taking her in his personal chambers. Her fur feeling the silk sheets becoming soaked with her sweat and juices as he was currently taking her deep and hard from behind, in such ways she found herself clutching and biting the material. And makers help her, she couldn't get enough of it, her nerves so ablaze that she felt like she was melting and for rough as he was being, it sure didn't feel like a way that was making her feel disposable. But who knows if this was just one time before she got demoted to being a glorified jizz rag, since far as she knew, she wasn't quite of a skill level to warrant a place among that Amazon squadron of his.....