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Evelyne ‘Eve’ Taurus, daughter of Jolyne Taurus, one of the best friends of Blake Belladonna, who had been a good girl friend since she’d been nineteen and Blake had been ten. The girl was still one of her best friends, even with the age difference and differing interests.
Her other best friend, Ilia, was sharing a room with her, and Eve was currently in the process of looking at the outfit that Ilia was holding up, raising an eyebrow at the lizard Faunus, who batted for the same team, her sexuality being as overt as the pride sticker on her bumper showed.
“Are you sure that this is going to get me a good stud, Ilia?”
Of course, Eve had her preferences. A Halloween party in town in a large club, where there’d be a mix of Faunus and humans, the disgusting oppressors that always would just look at the Faunus that were around as some sort of nuisance or just some insect that needed to be squashed, her expression turning a little bit more leery, as Ilia smiled at her.
“Last time, some guy was fucking your face and you barfed all over me, didn’t you?”
She remembered that, faintly. She liked to get herself blackout drunk and then hook up with the hottest hunk she could find. She knew that she stood an imposing figure with her height being at least a head or two above most of the regular women, but she was proud of her figure, knowing that she wouldn’t be out of the ordinary even if she tried, she was extraordinary, as she looked at the cow-patterned bikini and the bottom that looked like it had some sort of genuine fur about it.
“I know, but…”
She didn’t really know much about what happened from her own perspective, since she usually got drunk. Liquor came easy when you had E-cup tits and a damn fine ass, and guys were horny enough to buy her a drink. The humans were suckers, with their eyes almost undressing her every damn time she strutted up to the bar in her heels, to get a drink, their disgusting racist eyes just wanting her to be their little personal cow. She was a bull Faunus, bovine, technically, and she was thinking about getting a Bovine Lives Matter tattoo, just to accentuate that point.
She’d never really gotten to the whole ‘meat-eating’ point, even though some of her former friends had tried to get her interested in that, it never quite managed to manifest. She was vegan for life, since there was no need for any animals to be butchered to provide her with sustenance. She knew that Ilia herself ate fish and such, but tried to stay to a vegan diet to make her happy.
It was a shame that Ilia was not all that lucky in her own sex life, but Eve just wanted to have a big hard fat Faunus cock inside her tonight. It felt good when she woke up, knowing that she’d gotten home and her holes burned from getting stretched by a dick. The guys never stuck around, probably because of her roommate, who was a bit leery about the men that stuck around.
‘Yeah, they don’t get what’s so bad about eating meat! I’m a proud Faunus and they just want to eat the creatures that are looking like me with less sentience!’
“Can you try it on, at least? I’m going as well. Blake will be here in about thirty minutes.”
Her friend was just supporting her, even though her own outfit was a green dinosaur one with a long tongue that hung out. Apparently it was from some retro videogame series that Eve never had heard about, but she wasn’t sure what ‘fat plumbers’ had to do with that, Eve pulling the bikini top on, the leather tit-catchers making her feel like she was a real piece of meat.
“This is made out of leather, isn’t it?”
Ilia looked at her apologetically.
“The other fabric isn’t as strong, Eve. You don’t want to have an accident when you move around, do you?”
The sacrifices she made, as she saw the bottom part of it, and saw the big hole in the back.
“Oh? These have a hole in the back.”
Ilia held up a butt plug, giving her a smile. She rubbed some lube on it, and Eve’s eyes went wide.
“For when you get a guy, Eve. You might need to loosen up a little before I go and… We should get ready, we’re leaving in thirty minutes.”
Ilia was blushing, but that wasn’t any of her problem, knowing that there’d be some guy that’d look cute with horns or a nice tail, the butt plug having an attachment, a tail that looked very bovine-like currently laid on the bed, Eve looking at the plug and gasping as she pushed it right into her rear hole, her ass swallowing the big metal plug, and feeling it fill her.
‘I’m going to find me a Faunus with a massive horse dick and then getting his balls drained. Who wants a puny little human dick that’s ready to oppress my people, right?’
She believed that the humans would be much better off being the slaves, even though that line hadn’t been preached since the Faunus-Human Concordat which had allowed them equal rights under the law. Some weird portal had connected their homeworld and this one, and they’d been transported here.
It was ancient history.
That didn’t mean that the humans had treated them nicely.
“Ah… AH….. Shit, it’s not going in properly.”
She was just trying to push the flared base in a little, her whole body angling a little, Ilia coming in clutch and then pushing it in further, the wetness in her groin not traded for something else, as she felt the warm rush inside her body start to burn, her eyes glancing back at her reflection in the mirror.
Big tits, captured by cow-leather cow-print bikini, a fine stomach that showed off her results from going to the gym to exercise properly, a butt that could be a weapon of war and a pussy that thirsted for some good hung stud’s big fat Faunus cock.
The little tie-on tail that was hanging between her legs finished the whole deal, as she smirked.
“Yeah, I look like someone can take this bull by the horns. I’m not some submissive cow that would be bending over for the first human that comes around.”
It was regrettable that Blake didn’t see things the same way that she did. Ilia Amitola was someone who could show her the many beautiful sights of the world, but Blake liked boys.
Smelly boys who didn’t know the touch of a woman like Ilia did, who would treat her with the respect and reverence that she deserved, knowing that there was nothing but the sweetest pleasure that could be had between two women.
It was a shame that Blake lived with her parents, two people who had a lot of love for their community, even if Eve’s whole insistence of being on good terms with Blake’s parents had been bothersome, especially after Blake’s first breakup with a boyfriend that Ilia had made certain of, would be vilified by her. Blake didn’t deserve a boy, she deserved a loyal lizard girl.
Blake had been so downcast after that had happened that she’d ended up giving her dear friend a listening ear, though it was probably due to the differing ages that they didn’t really connect like that. It was the sweet little whisper of Blake in her ear that would keep her coming on, even after the three bottles of alcoholic beverages that they’d shared, the girl sixteen and thus legal, and her twenty-three. It was of course not to be repeated, but Ilia didn’t care very much.
Eve trusted her, even if she had a bit of a drinking problem.
Ilia encouraged it, of course. Since Blake didn’t live here, she just had to get her friend drunk so Ilia could have a bit of playtime. Her little toy ‘Mistress Vagina Fucker’ had nice ribs on it that had made sure that Eve would love it… after Ilia had chased out the guy with the threat of police, of course. She was a lesbian, so Eve wouldn’t ever get to seduce her to have a threesome with a guy, but for a woman that looked as good as Eve did…
A bit of a tale about her guy friend disappearing after he’d done his business, even with the painstaking work of creating a bit of scuff to show how bad he’d been to her… it would all be fine, if Eve just wasn’t straight. Blake at least was gentle, sweet and understanding, but Eve, at the thought of lesbian sex? It was like trying to fight against a raging bull, with just a toothprick spear.
“It looks good on you, really.”
The cow print had been a nice find, something that she’d actually made a bit more fitting. A bit less trim, a special work on the back of it to let a plug go in… Of course, the buttplug had been coated in a minor aphrodisiac that’d keep Eve all ready. If you could drink vodka with your butt, you could get horny from it, and Eve was a hot babe that was always ready to fuck if she was black-out drunk.
It would all be a blur to her friend and Ilia had needs.
“Hmmm… Y’think so?”
Ilia gave a thumbs-up. She’d just have to keep a good watch for Eve’s whole preferences during the party, if Blake had a curfew or something. Blake was dating some guy called Son or something, and the guy might be there… so she’d be the one keeping Eve from actually going and having some guy just mooch on her. It would be hard to stop her, but once she was drunk enough, it was easy to just go ‘I’m her friend and roommate, we’re going to go home’ and then roll Eve into bed and then push her ass up and get the toys out.
She’d never dare to do that while Eve was conscious or sober, because Eve was frightfully strong when it came to defending herself. No matter what people said, the whole difference in muscle between Eve, who went to the gym five times a week and who knew how to press a lot of weight and herself, who enjoyed running from time to time and long soaks in the shower, was noticeable.
But when Eve was drunk, that ass and pussy were hers to play with. A nice consolation prize, because Blake rarely stayed over.
Regrettably.
“I’ll try and find a girl for you. No humans, got it? They’re always trying to oppress us.”
Her friend’s rather militant hate of humans was enough to make Ilia like her. Humans didn’t need much to make Ilia be pissed off, from the guys that thought that she was just as easy as Eve was, or the people that thought that she was a guy, which definitely wasn’t the case.
Ilia knew that if she played things the right way, Eve would be on her bed again, getting a love-making session, letting Ilia play around with the vision of fertility and femininity that was Eve Taurus.
Tonight was going to be fun. A little cow led to her lesbian lust hotel…
“Hungry? You’ve got that look on your face.”
Jamming her thoughts away in the ‘to be considered’ vault, she smiled.
“Just a bit. I might make a sandwich. Want one with alfalfa, Eve?”
Eve grinned.
“Sure thing.”
Things would go just as planned.
Eve smirked challengingly at the guy who came at her, his lack of traits showing clearly that he wasn’t her type of person at all. The muscles were nice, but there wasn’t a tail involved, or something that showed that he was her kind of type of male.
“Hey there, pretty cow. Can I buy you a drink?”
The free drinks were worth it, and this outfit, buttplug aside, was starting to work out well. She could feel just about every male gaze ramming into her direction like a horny ram that wanted to fuck and buck, reminded of her boyfriend Ramsley, who had the pretty horns that she’d always liked on a guy. Or the dick, but that was kind of weird at times.
Corkscrew penises looked weird, no matter what someone said.
“Sure, if you buy my friend one too, handsome. Maybe we’ll work out something, right?”
She could just entertain the puny little human for a bit, make sure that he coughed up the money for a drink and then let him down with a little comment about not quite liking his style. They always looked crushed when she did that, so she did it often, Ilia giving her a small thumbs-up in her own way, her cheeks burning bright red with the spots starting to light up a little.
“Sure.”
They were sipping on rum colas a minute or six later, the guy’s name barely registering, as she just made some idle conversation, not showing too much interest, aware of several of the guys that were more her style.
Some handsome guy with a shaved head and a set of large paws that looked like he had some feline Faunus in him, talking with a girl that had an antelope antler sticking up, the other one currently replaced with a metal one that had a neon LED flickering on and off at the intervals that it had been set, some sort of scary costume currently worn by the girl for some matching outfit, the guy probably with said girl, as they looked like they were a couple.
A whole gaggle of blondes that had several of them dolled up in bridal dresses with suspicious red stains on the front, and one of them that looked like she definitely ate pussy, if the large tampon costume with a red crown was any indication, full of LGBT stickers, and the gaggle of blondes were dragging some guy around with equally blonde hair.
A big dude with a set of scaled legs that turned into hotpants earlier, with a top that read ‘Seen Florida Man?’ on it, sunglasses and that cocky smirk that he gave, grabbing his hips and nodding at her, clearly having seen her glance and responding in kind, her smirk a bit bolder than before, as she gave him an appreciative look.
‘Yeah, that looks like it’s a winner.’
Scaled legs were hot.
“Thanks for the drink, man. Ilia? Don’t you think that we should give Blake a hand with that guy that’s bothering her? Sorry man, our friend looks like she might be in trouble.”
She made sure to give an apologetic smile, knowing that her plans were not to end up in bed with some dingy human.
‘Alright, now to find Blake…’
The blonde monkey Faunus that she was dating was dressed up like a waiter, or something. The smoking looked decent and the fake cigar that he had in his mouth looked fine, while Blake had went as some sort of ‘flapper’ girl or something. Whatever it was, she looked stylish and nice on the eyes, Eve had to admit. The filthy humans were also getting drunker than she’d thought, as the guy mumbled a ‘sure’ as she and Ilia moved, Ilia’s outfit looking pretty cool, Eve had to admit.
The long floppy tongue that flicked back and forth with every move she made was kind of funny, but Eve was getting drunk already. She’d be a few more drinks down before she’d go make a move.
She liked to be chased.
Ilia was probably more demure than she was, but Eve knew that she’d need cumpany , preferably with a hot guy, strutting to the lovely couple, Sun giving a smirk that made her wonder whether he’d be into another entering the bed, but warning herself that Blake would definitely not want it, knowing that Blake would get a bit testy if she just waltzed over and suggested a threesome.
“Hey Blake.”
Blake’s head turned to her, as ilia followed along, a small smile on Blake’s lips as she spotted her.
“You moo-ve me, Eve.”
She punched her friend in the side, not too forcibly, but enough to impress upon her that she was definitely not someone who would be taken for a little spin of humour. She needed a big hard dick.
“So, spotted any Faunus guys that’d be a nice fit for me?”
She egged her friend on a bit, knowing that Blake had an eye for the big dicks. Of course, the suggestions would be worked with and assessed on a case-by-case basis, or an inch-by-inch basis.
“Tsshh… Yeah, there’s a few guys that caught my eye. Or Sun’s eye, the little goof that he is.”
Sun, her boyfriend, blonde, buff and a bit of a bimbo in the male verse, grinned.
“Yeah, she’s got a good eye for the hotties. So… You wanna stay away from the whole gaggle of blondes. They’re together, and one of them, tampon girl, is with the brown girl that is dressed like an uterus. Those two are definitely gay. There’s a cat Faunus guy being jostled around them, not sure if he’s their public boy-toy or just their friend that’s the driver, but-”
Eve nodded, taking the advice and making a little mental tally. It wouldn’t be too bad to have a cat or something for a night. Big burly man like Blake’s dad, able to throw her around and fuck her with his big hard Faunus cock.
‘I fucking love being a racist.’
She wasn’t too shy about it either, but Humans were just weak measly little men that couldn’t match the brute strength of a Faunus. It was simply selection of the fittest for the Faunus, and she was the one who selected.
“I’ll give em a spin. Wish me luck, buddy. I’m going home and getting some pounded bull beef.”
He wasn’t going to comment on that term being ‘technically inaccurate since she was a woman’ after the lecture that she’d given him before. She was a bull, not a cow.
She approached Mister Scales Florida Gator, the guy looking at her and giving her a smirk.
“Hey there, scaled and sexy. Care to go and have a bit of a dance with little old me?”
She could tell that his gaze was on her clothing, the skimpy little number making her feel like she was a bit bolder than before, mentally thanking Ilia in the back of her head, the guy giving her a look-over and then laughing.
“I’m flattered, but my husband wouldn’t want to see me dancing with a chick. Keep on trucking, I’ve got my man- Hey Nathan! This girl thought she might get some Crock.”
A wimpy-looking human guy with an effeminate smile on his face, as he laughed.
“Awww, snookums, you’re my best widdle gator. Want some tummy-scratches later?”
A disgusting sight, two differentials that would only add up to a failure, a human even daring to go and fuck a Faunus was against everything that she stood for.
“Aww shucks, sorry.”
She could back away tastefully. She wasn’t drunk enough to cause a scene yet, nor was she willing to make it one that would draw the eyes of the people to her, as she prowled through the club, the humans more interested in her than the Faunus. There was that whole party of blondes that was bouncing some Faunus guy around, the blonde guy tall and not too manly-looking, being snuggled into the bosoms of his women, each of them looking rather chesty save for the tampon-one, who was making out with the darker-skinned uterus girl, the cat guy looking like he’d rather be anywhere else.
‘Fucking shame to see those no-traits just treating a Faunus like that. I hope he puts babies in all of them, so they can have a good little half-breed traited kiddo mewling about why they’re so weak…’
Nobody mentioned the fact that technically, her father had been human. He’d died when her mother had been only a few steps into the full marriage, with her being two… but humans were weak.
The blonde guy groaned, before some busty human wench crashed his head between her tits and just cooed at him for being a little baby.
‘Disgusting…’
She needed a drink, and Ilia was signalling her that it was time for her to join her at the bar, Eve feeling the eyes still on her, her tits starting to ache a little, as she felt the plug in her butt heat up just a bit, as she knew the way towards the bathroom, the drink slammed back and then giving a drunken giggle, before she made her way to the ladies’ room, pushing the stall open and jerking the thong down, to do her business.
Pee out, more alcohol in. That was the important thing, to her, as she knew the warm feeling of her body starting to burn with that desire, the warm heat that buzzed her senses, as she let the alcohol push in, someone entering the bathroom and pushing the stall open.
“Yeah, sure, he’s being absolutely amazing, mom. You should look at him, he’s the cutest cat boy ever. I knew that giving him that getup for our little bachelorette party for Saph would pay off. Sure, sure, I’ll be sober as they come. Who knows, you might get to meet your future son-in-law soon, mama. There’s hunky guys here.”
She doubted that it was a Faunus, simply from the tone and the lack of visible tells of a trait. No heavier tread, no difference of clothes, just a young woman with no trait, according to Eve’s little database of what a Faunus sounded like. She had more reference than most, being an activist for her day life, but still…
She got out and saw the other door push open, one of the blonde sisters looking her over, smirking at her.
“Hey there, good-looking. Care to go to my sister, the tampon girl, and make a move on her? I’ll give you fifty bucks if you do it with the uterus girl in full view.”
A bill was flashed and Eve tucked it in her bra, slightly below the nipple. Free money for a free little push. She wasn’t into girls, but this was obviously some bachelorette party that had girls acting wild.
“Sure thing, I’ll push her buttons a bit.”
She made a move, strutting right at the blonde in the tampon costume, the horror brides that were surrounding her giving her looks, and Eve tried to hide the signs of revulsion on her face as she tapped the tampon on the shoulder.
“Oh?”
She smirked, and leaned in close, wrapping an arm around the big fluffy tampon that seemed to have been made from some sort of tissue-like fabric, clearly well-made by standards, as she smirked.
“So, you, me, bed? I think you’re hella cute, Human.”
‘Easiest fifty bucks ever made. ’
She wasn’t going to let the money slip out of her grasp now that she had a big hangover to wake up from tomorrow, as the blonde flushed beet red, the expression on her face enough to tell tales that things were probably going to go from fucked to fucked up with her relationship given how the reaction was.
“Ah- I’m not- I’m-”
A ring was flashed, definitely an engagement ring, Eve pushing a bit harder.
“Oh? No problem. I won’t tell if you’ll keep your mouth shut about it. It’s your bachelorette party, isn’t it?”
The blonde stammered and stuttered, clearly not expecting a superior Faunus to come at her, Eve feeling proud of seeing a human get flustered for the brief tease that she gave, as the uterus woman came in.
“I don’t like it that you hit on my fiancé, miss.”
Eve gave a coy smirk.
“Two for one? You’re on.”
The blonde just turned redder and redder, until her nose started to bleed and the women around her started to chuckle, the tampon turning redder and redder, before Eve let up. She wasn’t into getting her cooch humped by two human dykes. That was a Faunus unworthy end, the blonde Faunus guy looking very relieved now that the attention wasn’t on him by the sisters. He must be some stripper hired for the event, because he had fine written over him with big bold red marker.
‘Nice body.’
A bit girly in the face, but he filled out the black catsuit well, his tail a nice little fluffy thing that looked a bit limp, maybe due to some sort of bruise or something. Some cats couldn’t move their ears worth a damn, as Blake had explained once to her, but had full range of hearing with them.
“Saph, you’re bleeding into your tampon. How’d you like your hot beef infusion, huh? Served with full-range organic beef!”
The smack to her ass made her flinch a little, but she steeled herself and let her smirk settle, as the woman joined them.
“Fuck you, Jen! You set this up! You’re the worst sister ever.”
The grope to her butt wasn’t really all that pleasant, but she caught the Faunus guy giving her a look of gratitude, as he decided to go elsewhere.
‘Yeah, like a mob of rabid shark-gator-nadoes.’
She had her own options now, and she wasn’t going to squander them, as she smirked.
“As ordered, one flustered tampon. Have a nice marriage, lady.”
She disappeared back into the crowd and went for the bar, placing the fifty on the counter and ordering the strongest drink she could find.
She’d hit gay twice, and now she was going to find herself a nice guy that had a big fat cock where she could get off with.
“Give me a big hard fucking vodka on the cocks.”
She didn’t mind slurring her speech just a bit, as she pulled the drink to her after it’d been made, before she slammed it down, watching the crowd of blondes looking like they were going for another round of teasing their blonde bride with her own little flustering, while the future wife… or whatever gays called it, was looking frustrated.
‘Well…’
She could see that several of the Faunus that had been ‘single’, at least from what she’d guessed, were already pairing up. Several human guys were already doing their best to attract her attention, but there was just that nagging feeling in the back of her mind that she wouldn’t have that much fun with them.
The blonde Faunus guy was coming up to the bar and put down a few tokens for drinks.
“Ah, three beers, three shots of gin, one love on the beach? No, wait, I’m not-”
Eve smirked.
“Sex on the beach? Yeah, that’s a doozy. You should drink it too, hot stuff.”
He looked a bit uncomfortable, but Eve wasn’t going to be having a problem with Mister Fuzzy here.
“Ah, a sex on the beach then? Oh, and a pornstar martini?”
The bartender raised an eyebrow at that, and Eve snickered.
“Now don’t go and get us all hot and bothered, man. Yeah, give the guy those drinks. His girlfriends will want em.”
The young guy was blushing up a storm and Eve realized that she’d had a little nipple slip. There was no Justin Timberquake to really hide that with, but she pushed her tit back into her titty hammock that went for ‘cow-print moo-kini’, as she boldly smirked at him.
“So… Girlfriends harassing a cute guy like you, huh?”
He turned away as the bartender made his drink order, giving a little scoff and mumbling something that Eve barely could hear.
“They’re… I mean, I love em, but I wouldn’t want to date em.”
‘So, he’s just the hanger-on.’
That was nice. Kind of like Ilia, or like that fellow that’d managed to get Great Leader Khan to admit that perhaps there was something to having a friend that chauffeured you around.
She wouldn’t mind getting to know him a bit better. She ran into a lot of gay dudes here, but he seemed to be interested.
“Don’t wanna drink yourself?”
He looked spooked.
“I can’t drink yet!”
‘Oh… A newbie.’
She knew that it would be wrong to get him a drink, but that wasn’t too bad for her, even if he wasn’t twenty-one yet. It wouldn’t be a crime at all to just… make him feel a bit better.
“Sure… Sure.”
She waved it off. Her gaze looked down at the guy’s crotch and she bit her lower lip. It didn’t look big, but… Any port in a storm.
‘You’re a depraved slut at times, Eve.’
She didn’t listen to her own internal voice, as she saw him take the tray to his friends and could see the dismissiveness that they treated him with, like some sort of house-slave, his tail a little droopy too.
“Get me a rum-coke, bartender. I need to go and get myself some cheer… No, make that two.”
She’d get the guy something to drink too. He’d be back.
Being the male chaperone at his sister’s bachelor party had been the PITS. It’s been the fucking worst thing, because when his sisters got drunk, he turned into ‘replacement boyfriend’ with every single one of them because they were single except for Saphron.
He’d called them ‘crazy cat ladies’ once and now he was here, wearing a latex outfit with a buttplug in his butt with a cat tail on it that his sister Calamari had found somewhere.
“Come on, lil’ bro. Go and hit on the busty redhead! Saph loved it!”
Another firm smack to his rump later and he turned to Calamari, who definitely was getting a bit too far into her drunken stupor to really be trusted with anything more than just the regular drinks, as he looked back at her, several of his sisters already starting to jibe at Saphron for getting a nosebleed thanks to the woman that’d hit on her, obviously instigated by one of them.
He’d heard about them having a great time and had wanted to help, but right now, he had a plug up his ass, which was not a usual thing, his sisters were getting progressively more drunk and the unfortunate guy that was left to go fetch them drinks was him.
“Come back for a drink, newbie?”
The redheaded cow-print wearing Faunus woman, or at least, he thought she was one, was giving him a sly smile, something in her eyes giving him a bad feeling, as he watched her sway a little, her hand holding a glass of cola, at least that was what it looked like.
“Ehh…”
She held it out, giving him a smirk that he found pretty attractive.
“It’s on me. You look like you’re being harassed by the female human menace.”
He snorted. That was one way to go about it, and he knew that it was probably just what they wanted.
“It gets worse, they want me to do a pole dance too.”
He wasn’t sure where they were getting a pole from, but he had learned how to pole dance from one of his sisters, since it was ‘good cardio’ and not the ‘bad cardio’, being at least able to do a few of the exercises without even faltering.
That he was more agile than most of his sisters also factored in. He could walk a mile in a straight line on high heels while most of them would stumble or trip. Maybe a mile was a bit too much, but he was good at it.
“Oh? Are you good with your pole, buddy? Got a few tips for a bull that’s looking for some pole?”
He wasn’t sure what she was getting at but she started to giggle, as she looked at him, blue eyes giving him a spark of something, as her prominent tits bounced a little. It was fortunate that it was a little dark, because right now, he had the worst case of a stiff pole in the pants imaginable.
“Well… I’m able to pole dance, sure. And-”
She grabbed his hip, sliding her fingers over his butt and squeezing it, Jaune eeping a little at the touch, feeling her squeeze and fondle, as her warm hand made him feel both embarrassment as well as wonder whether she’d have softer hands than him, her fingers brushing over the tail that’d been put in.
“Hmmm, tight butt. So… You’re going to show the humans a few tricks with your pole, don’t ya? Care to let me see that pole dance too, buddy? I bought you a drink.”
He sipped it, tasting the cola, which was a bit bitter and a bit spicier than he’d thought it to be, feeling a rush of something go through him, as he blushed even more, feeling the cool drink go down, as her hand got a little grabby.
“I’m… Ah… I can go and ask? Calamari should be- Oh!”
Her hand tugged a little on the tail and he felt the plug shift a bit, knowing that he definitely should have said no to wearing one for this stupid costume.
“Hmmm, sensitive in the tail, aren’t you, big guy? How about I join you, give the human menace something else to look at?”
He shuddered as the plug slid a little deeper, the woman’s arm wrapping around his waist, her massive breast rubbing against his side, as she leaned against him, a soft little murmur from her, leaning against him.
“So… Wanna finish your coke? Because I might finish my cock before you finish yours.”
‘She’s slurring her words, so she’s drunk. She’s had one before, so she must mean the drink.’
He walked with the Faunus woman whose name he still didn’t know over to his sisters, most of them already cackling with glee at the sight, Saphron looking like she was torn between gawking and trying her best to keep her future wife happy, whose evil eye was glaring right at him, not too happy with him dragging the bodacious woman with him.
“Hey there, ladies. Mind if I watch this big cat straddle a pole, or is it humans only here, huh? You gonna be racist assholes and not let this fine-ass butt wiggle in front of a girl that needs to get laid?”
‘Oh shit. Those looks…’
Calamari and Jenievre were already getting big smirks on their face, as they nudged each other, the conspiratorial smirks making him dread what they thought up. They were into the crazy design business, so they had a bit of income to keep themselves in business, but their creativity often led to them having really weird ideas.
“Sure thing! Jaune, your little cow girl here can watch. I’m sure that Saph doesn’t mind if we get some more Faunus meat in our little performance, do we?”
Saphron, tampon costume a little bit more cleaned up than before, looked at her sister, her eyes wide at her.
“What? Invite her over to- Wait, waaaaaiiiiit. You’re putting him on the pole?! I thought we were getting a female stripper!”
Terra did not like that.
“AM I not good enough for you, Saphron?”
The bovine redhead gave a grin.
“How about I swing on that pole for you gals to enjoy, and big stud butt here can… y’know, fix me a drink again, if he’s not too busy being gawked at by you little racist Aryan chicks, huh?”
‘I know this is going to come back to haunt me in the future.’
Every single one of his sisters had an awful competitive streak, and it wasn’t like this woman hadn’t managed to torment them into getting somewhat competitive with how she’d gone after Saphron.
“Oh, we’re the racist Aryan chicks, huh? How about you twirl on a pole for us, beef babe, huh? Show us that those titties ain’t all silicone!”
He hoped that this wouldn’t turn into a catfight that would spill out into the streets, knowing that it would be harder to do with his sisters buzzed, the redhead putting her hands on her hips, and then responding.
“Like hell they’re silicone! They’re all-organic! I bet you eat meat, you racist dykes!”
‘Ouch…’
Saphron was the only one of his sisters who wasn’t straight, and the fact that they were generally not dating was a sore spot for his sisters, as Calamari looked at him with that imperious look that mom could also get when she wanted something done immediately.
“Get us drinks, Jaune. Cow Lady here seems to want to prove to us that her titties are real! To the private room we got with a pole, Saph, Terra! Cow lady, what’s your name?”
Jaune missed the woman’s name, because he was getting the drinks, Jenievre pushing a few bills in his hand.
“Get us some hard liquor! We’re here to support our home-girl!”
Saphron, now named ‘home-girl’ looked frustrated, but Terra whispered something in her ear, and Jaune was out of earshot, just going for the bar.
“Eh… They want some strong stuff.”
The bartender gave a pitying look.
“Boyfriend?”
Jaune shook his head.
“Younger and only brother. I’m going to be the one that’s driving them home later.”
The bartender nodded, and Jaune supposed that he’d pick up a drink for the cow woman as well. Or bull woman? He didn’t really know much about Faunus terminology.
“And a drink for the redheaded bull Faunus.”
He’d have to get these drinks to their new owners.
Eve loathed how these humans seemed to treat the cat Faunus guy as their personal errand boy. The room with the pole that they were in right now stank of booze, beer that had been spilled and scents that she didn’t really want to know much about, the seven blondes having put her for a crossfire about what she was ‘a Faunus, can’t you fucking tell’, how old she was ‘twenty-none-of-yer-business’, what her job was ‘un-fucking-employed’.
Then, the Faunus guy came with drinks, offering them to each blonde and even to the happy couple of tampon girl and her future wife, Terra and Saphron, or so she’d come to know. The guy stopped in front of her and she got a good look at him.
‘Cute face… bit girly…’
Eyes slid down lower, to the bodysuit that he wore, and to that package. That was definitely bigger than she’d expected, as she took the drink and toasted to him.
“Thanks, man.”
The blondes gave a giggle, and Eve sat herself down, before she looked at them.
“So? Gonna get up that pole, Eve? We’re waiting… Our lovely lezzies love to see a good-looking girl make up for being a bit of a housewrecker… They’re getting married soon.”
The two looked at her and Eve felt a shiver of revulsion go through her, as the guy looked at her, and for a moment, she discussed it internally whether she should get him something to cheer him up after the humans had their fun. She kind of felt for the guy, but she was already a little bit drunker than expected, grabbing her drink and then taking a gulp from it.
How hard could pole dancing be, right?
“Alright, you’re on! Time to show you racist fucks how a real woman strokes a pole!”
She might be showing off just a bit for the guy too
She wanted to get laid tonight.
Jaune watched as the woman who seemed to go by the name of Eve grabbed the pole and then started to dance, jaune really wondering how good she was at this, the music something more stripperific than he’d heard before, as she did a reasonable showing, until she tried a slide down the pole and landed on her butt, giggling a little at the way that she’d done so.
“Noooowwww, get on stage, cat-man! Nananana Cat maaaannn!”
‘Laaame.’
Cat-Man was a bit of a weird superhero, someone who tried to imitate a cat after some sort of evil demonic men slaughtered his family.
“Are you alright?”
She was probably alright, that butt of hers was very round and full, Jaune feeling a bit awkward as he helped her up, the woman’s body a little heavier than before, his sisters starting to jeer at him.
“Come on, Cat-man! Show us your aaaabs! Come on, show us what our little fuzzy-puzzy has in store for us!”
The redhead groaned a little, as she got up, unsteadily swaying a little.
“Don’t let them get to you. You’re here for fun, so I’m going to be at your side the whole time. Humans just want to burn us down.”
He didn’t think that they really minded a Faunus. It was kind of exotic, like Black people in Canada.
“Get sat down, I’ll do my best.”
He’d have to do a pole-dance well then.
This was going to be a doozy.
Eve looked at the guy, open-mouthed as he twirled on that pole like it was some sort of monkey bar at the playground, his body moving, tail barely shifting, controlled motions, as the music went from Hicky Martinez to Floria Gaymore, his body flexing a little, as he slid down the pole and then seemed to crawl up again.
“Come on, Jaune! Show us that cute little tush! Come on, show that butt off to our new gal-pal!”
Her opinion of the humans sank even more. No self-respecting Faunus would do this for humans without getting some sort of favors, so maybe he was the guy that’d be taking these human bitches home and showing them a little bit of Faunus supremacy in the bedroom. It was a shame, though.
A real shame, as he did as was asked and she could see that butt, a cute butt for a guy, really, Eve shouldn’t be complaining about this at all.
“Eve? Are you in here?”
She turned her head to see Ilia there, looking into the room, giving a grin.
“Yeah, just enjoying the show. Did Blake want me?”
A bit more refreshment entered her conscious state as she took a deep breath, smelling the smells of the humans, like a toxin that burst through her mind, her body feeling a little heavy, probably from the free drinks that the ladies had gotten her as well as a thanks for the service.
Ilia felt annoyed when Eve just announced that she was enjoying the show, some Faunus stripper-dancer twirling on the pole like some testament to rampant toxic masculinity. Her whole senses were telling her that Eve was probably going to fuck the guy, which meant that there’d be no fooling around with Eve just yet.
“Just a few little things, can we talk for a bit?”
Eve got up, her breasts bouncing, Ilia feeling a little bit giddy, as they left, the guy being asked to ‘ditch the freaking cat-man suit, Jaune! Show us the money-maker!’ and Eve glancing over her shoulder, as they went for the toilet, Eve looking at her, the muted music of the club still throbbing through the walls like a beat of some insanely powered heart.
“What’s wrong?”
Ilia gave a small smile, knowing that it always put people at ease. Her mother had always said that she had a smile that portrayed innocence, which helped a great deal when she ambushed a girl and rammed her fist in their face, like during the bullying episodes of her earlier years.
“Just a bit concerned. I was afraid that you might’ve been taken advantage of by some dirty guy.”
‘Not by some girl that’ll love you much better than any guy can, Eve… Blake is amazing, but she’s very guarded when she’s around us…’
It was a shame, but she wasn’t going to let this slip out of her hands, as she pulled out the bottle that she’d put some of the aphrodisiacs in, mixed with a little bit of horse tranquilizer, good enough to put a girl under for a few hours after it had time to settle in the intestines. Not something that’d immediately take effect, but Eve could probably take it with her internal workings functioning as they did whenever she got drunk.
“Have a bit of my drink, Eve. You need to properly hydrate, or you’ll have a headache in the morning.”
Eve took the drink, as Ilia smiled. Already, she could see Eve’s half-spread pussy, ready for her toy to stretch it open good. She loved having a virtual goddess of femininity live with her. It was a shame that she hardly had the time to really take some good shots of Eve, but the trust that her friend had in her was something she couldn’t shame, or she’d be getting kicked with the force of a pissed-off Faunus that exercised a lot.
‘Don’t worry, you won’t be having any smelly boy scent on you tonight, Eve. I’ll make sure that everything’s good for you, and we’ll make a long love session tonight.’
It would be easy, as she’d pushed the entire syringeful of the aphrodisiac into the bottle. The minor side effect of inducing ovulation wasn’t too worrisome to her, since Eve would be going home with her and she always insisted on her condoms being used.
It was regrettable that Ilia forgot to take into account that Eve was only wearing a bikini and a tail-plug, and had no space for condoms.
Eve felt a little too hot, but she was already sweating, as she joined the humans again. The Faunus guy was gyrating his hips, the women jeering and laughing at him, while the couple looked like they were trying their best to avoid looking at the guy, Eve just staring.
‘Holy vegan burgers…’
Flop, flop, flop, smack-slap-smack, that was the way that a big fucking sausage was smacking as he did his best to follow the instructions, the guy looking like he was close to tears.
‘Come to momma Eve for some relief.’
The warm gush of pleasure that shot through her lower body at the sight of that massive cock that was flopping up and down with his motions, the two women that shouted the loudest for him to ‘put it in our face, you damn sissy boy!’ clearly taking too much pleasure in it, as Eve threw herself down on her seat, grabbing the fresh drink and downing it. Already, she was feeling the burn inside her body ache and twist as she felt her whole stomach become a flaming inferno, feeling how her nipples grew harder and harder and the plug in her ass seemed to literally be heating up.
‘I’m gonna fuck this dude…’
She bit her lower lip, and the bride… or well, whatever went for that with lesbians, got up.
“Don’t do that, Jaune! Stop it, Calamari, Jenievre! You two drunk bitches can’t even get a guy! Jaune, get your clothes back on, Terra doesn’t like to see your junk bounce up and down!”
The guy obeyed meekly, and Eve wondered if he’d have confidence to just fuck her, an errant thought that struck her, but her mind was already drifting down to other business, like seeing what he looked like with that dick hard.
“Hey, maybe if he’s a good boy, you can ask him whether he’d be the donor?”
That would mean more faunus babies. Stupid humans were stupid, submitting to Faunus supremacy as they did by simple ignorance of how potent Faunus spunk was.
“Want some sausages, Eve? Jaune here’s got a massive one, and-”
She was seeing cow murder on a plate, or pig murder, the images from FETA coming to mind, a look of revulsion on her face.
“Meat is murder, yuck. I wouldn’t want to eat human! That’s disgusting!”
The sister smirked.
“Hey, Nic! She’s a vegan too! You two can be pussy-sisters!”
One of the blondes started to cuss at her, and Eve saw her chance, getting up and grabbing the Faunus guy’s outfit and dragging it up, pushing the bottom part onto the tail properly, and she could see his cock get hard.
‘Fuck, maybe wearing this stupid getup would be useful to get a guy in the mood.’
He smelled kind of nice and clean, as she leaned against him, her vision starting to swim a little, knowing that her consciousness was starting to go the way of the dodo bird, her body twisting a little, as she looked at the woman, her arm more supporting herself on him than the reverse, her body twisting a little at the feeling that she had when dealing with this kind of crap, feeling the puke getting up and up.
“I’m going to need the bathroom for a bit, going to puke…”
She was picked up by the guy and then almost half-carried on his shoulder, dragged along to the ladies’ room, the guy pushing a door open for her and then pushed on her knees in front of the porcelain throne, Eve’s stomach recoiling at the feeling of the liquids coming up, before she started to heave, puke and spew mixing in the bowl as she barfed up most of the night’s contents, the mixture nothing pretty, as he held her by her hair, her throat raw with the vomit that still clung to it, her body trembling a little with the last round of heaves, as he pulled out some toilet paper.
“Can you clean yourself up? Want me to help? Are you okay?”
‘Aww shit, he’s a good guy too…’
She felt like she was going to go and blackout, but this guy had a really fucking great dick, so she was getting more and more into him, her drunken giggle.
“Got a bit of mouth-wash for me, big guy?”
He pulled out a tin of breath mints and held it out, Eve downing two of them, feeling the menthol explosion in her mouth, her whole body tingling with that hot rush of menthol, her breath feeling cool and her body feeling a little refreshed.
“Are you okay? I think we’re going to be leaving, I’m-”
She felt like she had to get this guy for a night, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him in for a hug. She’d originally wanted to go for a kiss, but she’d just puked her guts out in the toilet and knew that it wouldn’t be all that boner-worthy if she were to go and do that.
“Thanks, man. You got a place to yourself?”
He made some sounds that sounded like a sentence, but Eve found herself drifting off a little, feeling her eyelids grow really heavy, really pushing her to that feeling of being like lead.
“Are you okay? Oh shit, it’s the whole anemia, isn’t it? Jenievre passed out as well when she had too much to drink last summer.”
Eve just groaned.
Sleep sounded good.
Jaune pulled the drunken woman up into an awkward carry, like a reverse backpack. He wasn’t the strongest, nor was he the most apt at handling unconscious women, but he carried her back to the private room, finding that most of his sisters had already tidied themselves up, Jenievre was busy with fixing her lipstick, and most of them were paying attention when he pulled into the room the redhead.
“Caught yourself some beef, Jaune? Aww, naughty Cat-Man.”
He wasn’t freaking Cat-Man!
“Sis… Please. She’s out cold.”
They all gave looks, and it was Saphron who decided.
“We’re going home to my lovely future wife’s apartment. You’re driving the girls home… Sooo… Unless you sisters want to be the ‘six pillow princess and the fake penis’, I suggest you stick to the car and go home to mom and dad, while my wife and I have our nice evening, without my brother’s penis dangling in our face or having a freaking can of whipped cream sprayed all over his balls with a ‘get some nuts’, Caramellia Nestle Arc.”
Caramellia gave the middle finger to her sister of only seven and a half months seniority, clearly loving to take that challenge.
“And you, Jaune, will drive the Faunus chick home. I don’t want something to happen to her. Did you see her friend?”
Jaune shook his head. The petite girl was nowhere to be seen, so it didn’t really matter much, the redhead starting to drool on his shoulder a little.
‘Okay… heavy sleeper.’
He could deal with that, thankfully. A lot of his sisters slept like zombies in a crypt.
“Nope, but she might’ve gone out with her friends or something, I heard that they had some friend called Blake or something. That sounds like a guy’s name, so who knows? Eh, miss… Eve? Are you awake?”
She groaned something unintelligible about the patriarchy or something, and he took that as ‘out cold’ for him, picking her up and then making sure that he awkwardly walked after his sisters, Saphron’s tampon outfit a little more ruined than before, as they made their way towards the exit, where the cars had been parked. Several of his sisters had doubled up with Saphron and Terra in their car on the trip here and he was pretty sure that they weren’t going to be fitting into one car.
“Alright, we can fit in four and sleeping red beef beauty here in Mom and Dad’s car… Saph, do you think we can deliver them to your parents? They are your sisters.”
Terra worked her magic on her future wife, as Saphron sighed.
“Sure, sure. But I’m getting some loving tonight. I saw too much of my little brother’s little sausage tonight.”
Terra gave a snicker, as she seemed to find that funny.
“It was funny how you made the symbol of the holy maiden when warding off that rampant masculinity.”
Jaune groaned, as he held the redheaded woman, who had started to snuggle up to him, dead drunk still, but only half-conscious.
“Hmmm, nice and warm.”
The looks that his sisters gave him were definitely going to result in a lot of teasing later, as he carried the woman to the car and loaded her in the back, two of his sisters having one big redheaded bovine Faunus on their lap, the young Faunus woman still unconscious, but his sisters remaining mostly quiet about it, as he got into the driver’s seat and started the trip home. Once he’d parked the car in the parking lot in front of the local supermarket, only a few hundred yards near their house, his sisters got out, Calamari giving him a cruel smirk, one she always busied when she was going to announce that he was going to do her bidding, and the one that always made him do said bidding because she might cry.
“Now, take the cow home. We’re expecting the car back by the afternoon, Jaune. Go and have fun with your new girlfriend .”
She definitely was teasing him, Jaune not going to do a single thing with the woman. She was hot, for sure, but he wasn’t going to do anything with a drunken woman who needed a ride home.
“Sure, sis.”
He wondered whether he’d be able to wake her up, as his sisters departed, several of them laughing about something, as he walked to the back, lightly shaking the bovine Faunus woman, her expression turning a little bit confused.
“Oh, hey… We’re not at the club, are we?”
She got up, and her eyes looked a bit less focused than before, Jaune trying not to notice that one of her breasts had fallen out of her top, the nipple nice and pink, as she scratched a spot, giving a small cough, as he lightly adjusted the costume a bit. He was going to drive her home and then get home himself.
“You live in the city, I hope? I’m going to drive you home.”
Her smile was coy as she got up, standing tall, her breasts looking a lot more prominent as she came out of the car, looking down at him.
“How nice. A cute guy’s taking good care of a bull like me.”
Her horns, he noticed in the streetlight, were slightly curved backwards, giving her a definite bovine appearance, as he offered a smile.
“You passed out after throwing up, so we didn’t know what to do. Do you want to call your friends?”
She shook her head.
“My roommate will find her own way home. She knows that I usually get back in the mornings, but I’ll take the ride, big guy.”
That was a good thing, he guessed.
Eve groaned a little as the streetlights flashed by, still feeling the massive beginning of a hangover that would be a killer in the morning, but the cute guy that she was sat next to was focusing on driving. The blonde hair looked pretty on him, though he definitely was younger than her, but that cock… now there was a dick that she was definitely getting hungry for.
She didn’t eat meat, but that was one sausage that she’d like to taste, as she sat next to him, her hand reaching out and lightly brushing over his thigh.
“Oh?’
His voice sounded almost spooked, as she giggled. A cute guy that was a little shy, but with a massive dick. For a stripper or hanger-on to the humans, he must’ve not had enough time with them to really let them have a good taste for the big sausage that he was packing.
“Don’t mind me, big guy. You know the address, right?”
Her voice was softer than before, her head pounding and throbbing, as her fingers found the inner thigh and then lightly brushed over that groin. Big meaty thick shafts often tended to get harder if she focused on teasing them a little, as her fingers brushed over the extruding part, his breath stopping for a moment after a sharp inhale.
“You’re-”
She made a soft shhh sound, as her finger found the zipper, and she let her gaze go to what she was working with, the smell of his groin intruding on her nostrils, her olfactory senses making her whole lower body groan with the desire, as she pulled his cock out, as she let out a soft little murmur of appreciation.
‘Thick…’
Maybe the biggest dick that she’d ever had, and this guy looked like the type that’d stay the night fully, as she let a finger slide from the base to the tip. It was chubby, she had to admit, but the big hunk of shaft that was starting to rise to the occasion did not disappoint.
“Miss E-Eve?”
His voice sounded panicked, as she gave another shushing noise, her tongue licking her lips, as she looked at that big penis that laid there, her eyes gazing right at the shaft as it swelled with hot, horny blood that he was undoubtedly already feeling.
“Just think of the road, mister big guy… Your name was Jaune, right? I’m Eve.”
He moaned softly as her fingernail lightly pressed over one of the veins of his shaft, the mere hint of the balls that laid there, as her hand wrapped around it.
“I’m going to be thanking you for the service of bringing me home, Jaune. That’s what bad girls do to cute men that they’re in the car with… And I’m a very bad girl.”
She knew that if he blew his load here, there’d be less for her to have at her place, so she kept her strokes slow, laying herself against his side a little, not enough to impede him, but enough to make her feel like she might have bitten a bit too much of the sweet pie that was currently moaning and groaning, his member big enough for her hand to be filled.
She shivered a little.
“Now… that’s a very big, very meaty cock there, Jaune. Us Faunus need to make sure that we’ve got a good partner for the night, don’t we?”
Her voice spoke, before she licked over his neck, tasting the sweat on his skin, the taste a little more human than she expected, but already knowing that the guy probably had been fucking the blondes if he was that type of guy.
“So… Which of the blondes is the one you’re stuffing this big monster dick into, huh? The one with the nose?”
The snooty one, that’d always been commenting about how his ass had been the best she’d seen, or maybe that one that seemed to have big bold statements and not enough to back it up. Humans always knew how to wring the last drop of blood out of a Faunus, even as her fingers sped up a little.
“I’m- ah, no, not dating or… ah… oh, it’s good.”
Her hand stopped, and she lightly pressed her lips against his earlobe and suckled on it.
“We’re nearly to my place.”
She could see the deli that they always got Ilia’s meat at, because the chameleon Faunus was picky about it. Eve knew that the good deals for the grocer’s greenery would be in the morning, but she could spend a night with a hot hunk and not bother with it too much.
“B-but-”
Her voice was quiet.
“Listen… I’m getting delivered home by a guy that’s nice enough to do so. A bit of hand-play isn’t too bad a deal for getting my drunken butt wiggled home. How about I give you something nice to drink?”
She’d get something nice to drink too… That cock was just irresistible. Some prime Faunus real estate, and she was going to squat on it like they did in San Francisco.
“Ah, okay? That sounds nice. No alcohol though.”
She smirked.
“A glass of milk?”
He brightened, and she knew that it’d landed somewhere out of his awareness… or maybe he was just not good at getting hints.
“That’d be nice. Milk’s good. I drank lots of milk.”
‘Yeah, from the rape of cows.’
Still… he was a carnivore Faunus. They had different diets, and they were more fit.
She might have to swallow her vegan principles for just a bit…
But it was worth it. Big dick! BIG FUCKING DICK!
‘Think of the fun!’
She might not have done this if she wasn’t so half-buzzed.
Jaune supported the drunken Faunus woman as he led her up the stairs, towards her apartment, the woman supported, her outfit still skimpy and barely there, as she smelled of liquor and some regrets, as the key fit in the lock and she called out.
“Ilia? I’m home! I got a ride back!”
She turned the lights on, and Jaune could see a modest apartment, a big poster on the wall with ‘Bovine Lives Matter’ with a rather imposing-looking Faunus woman with cow hide-patterned calves, clearly her trait, as well as a ‘Veganism for the future!’ poster that was hung at the side of it.
“Nice place.”
She smirked.
“Yeah, that’s what I think so. Got your own place?”
He shook his head.
“Still at mom and dad’s. I’m just eighteen.”
She looked him over and nodded, before she opened the fridge and pulled out a beer and then downed it.
“Ahh, the taste of vomit washed away. So… Want some milk?”
Her voice sounded very much like Calamari when she wanted something, and Jaune looked at her, waiting for her to open the fridge and get him a glass of that milk, watching as her arms went behind her back and the cow print top came loose.
‘Oh.’
“So… big boy…”
She strode to him, the beer bottle set on the counter, as she placed her fingers on his chest and pushing him back just a little, eyes flickering up and down his body, as she almost purred at him, her tongue slithering over her lips like a snake, though he was certain that she had no such heritage.
“Let me get you some milk, okay? Just… relax.”
The zipper that was on top of the outfit he wore was dragged down, as his little Jaune rose to prominence, the bovine woman giving him a look, before she looked thoughtful.
“Or want me to keep this thing on, hmm? Cat-Man and Heifer Lady.”
He groaned.
“That’s lame.”
He was sure that Dogwoman would not be coming out of the woodwork to give to the poor, at all.
“Well, the top goes on. If I’m… Oh, this is a very nice one.”
It was a swift little tie-up, as she hid her glorious nipples again from sight, before she sank to her knees, the final bit of peace for him gone, as her mouth opened wide and his cockhead was enveloped by a warm mouth that seemed to have a tongue that eased him into the feeling of being tormented, from zero to wow in a millisecond.
‘Holy Mary in heaven, Jesus in heaven and the almighty lord almighty in heaven.’
He nearly came when she wrapped her lips around the head and then slid them down, his hands moving in an instinct, grabbing her horns like handles and driving his cock down deep, a guttural, primal sound from his mouth, as he felt her stiffen up a little, before her blue eyes locked with his from her position, her suction something out of this world. She inched back a little, until the head of his cock rested on her lips.
“That’s it, big guy. Give this bull a rodeo. It’s been too long since I’ve had a big hard cock belong to a fucking stud .”
The words were hot, and the actions hotter. He moved forward again and then pushed her head down, as she had said that she wanted a rodeo, that hot sucking mouth making his cock feel like it was wrapped within a warm roving slithering snake-wrap that choked the seed out of his balls, her eyes never quite leaving his, as she continued to work on his shaft, her hands supporting herself on his thighs.
This guy was probably a virgin, Eve told herself as she choked on that really big fucking dick at the moment. He was a little rough on her horns, but right now, the horniness was winning out as she could feel that fat pole pushing deep into her esophagus, letting her taste the Cowper fluids that were mingling with the precum that he was already hosing down her throat, her mouth working to easily wrap around the head and then gulp a few times, her mouth moving to his frantic thrusts.
‘That’s it, that’s it…’
He was whimpering, moaning softly at the feeling of her mouth. It was power, strength and more that made her give an even better performance, swallowing the pre-cum and letting out soft gurgles, aware that it turned the guy on, pulling her head back, seeing that big cock there, before she teased the head.
“How’d you like your beef?”
She grabbed her breasts and then clapped them together, the top keeping her breasts packed together, knowing that the guy would like that, her tongue licking her lips, as she got her breasts up and then slid his cock between them. The feeling of that big hard prick between her tits was something that she experienced only a few times, since she rarely was sober when she’d done that, but his reaction was just fabulous to see.
Awe-struck, panting and gasping, with his pre-cum almost like a leaking tap that was gushing from the tip, his massive manly shaft making her feel that hot heat inside her, as she groaned a little with the touching of her head by his hands.
“Oh, this feels… ah…”
‘Shit…’
It was getting her wet to just hear his innocence at being like this, as she smirked at him.
“Cum between these tits, man. Give me some milk.”
His ejaculation wasn’t far-off, she could tell, and the first blast of his spunk splattered against her face, the ropes of semen that emerged from that massive semen shooter making her close her eyes instinctively, the moan from him so loud that she wondered if this was the first time a girl touched his dick or something, as more cum rained down on her face.
‘Backed up, weren’t you?’
She wiped her eyes clean of his jizz, seeing that big cock standing proudly erect there between her tits. She felt that urge inside her telling her that she should fuck him, but if he was a one-shot chump, it would not go as planned at all. Her body trembled just a touch with that eagerness, as she took a deep breath to calm herself. It would not be the best idea to press a guy, even if he was a cute Faunus guy.
Imagine if he had been a human with a pussy-wrecker like this, she’d die of shame.
“Hmm, mind if I clean up just a bit? There’s a plug in my butt, and I suppose wiping off your cum would be a good idea too… Unless you wanna skip to the fun stuff immediately, big guy?”
He was just staring at her, as if she were the most beautiful creature on the face of the planet, which was cute.
‘Shit, if he’s single… Maybe I can date him?’
“What- Oh? Sure! Eh, take all the time you need. I was- They said that I should be home before the afternoon, b-but if you want me to go, I’ll go.”
She laughed at him.
“Well, let me get cleaned up and you can fuck me, how about that? Gotta make sure that Cat-Man gets some Bull Babe, right?”
He groaned, though he’d probably get the jokes often as a cat faunus would. She didn’t think that she’d come to like his cock this much, but it was girthy and lengthy, just fat enough to probably give her a great orgasm or something like it.
“I’m… I don’t like that. Just call me Jaune, please.”
She could do that, as she got herself to the bathroom and looked at herself. Cow print leather bikini top and thong? Check. Buttplug tail? Check. Massive load of cum that had landed on her face and chin? Check.
‘Yeah… If he’s able to fire a few shots like that…’
She felt a little excited, but that might just be the alcohol left in her system, her eyes going for the bathroom mirror, as the tail plug was jerked out of her ass, the bottom part thrown in the laundry basket, as she pulled the cups off.
‘Hmm… I get to teach him how a woman likes to be fucked…’
She licked her lips.
There definitely was a bit of pressure on her at the intake of this cock, since it was probably bigger than most that she’d had the pleasure of taking, but she was up to the challenge.
‘Faunus are just built better.’
She licked her lips again, very aware that he was definitely a big guy that’d make her feel great.
“Come to the bedroom, pussycat… I’m going to be the bull that’s going to make you feel all of that.”
Her voice sing-songed a little bit, as she caught sight of the guy already looking like he wanted to flee, strutting herself over to him, and placing a hand on his dick, which had been put back into the outfit, as she playfully purred at him.
“Bedroom. Me. You. Now.”
She led the way, getting onto the bed and wiggling her rump at him. She liked it when she got done doggy-style, since missionary was all sorts of complicated with guys just focusing on her tits too much, feeling his hesitancy, as he groaned a little, hearing the clothing drop to the floor.
“Close the door, will you?”
She asked, even as she rummaged through her box of condoms. There’d be one that’d fit… otherwise she’d have to risk it. She was on birth control, so that wouldn’t be too much of an issue.
Jaune felt a bit nervous, since this hot woman was now offering him sex. It wasn’t even like how his sisters had always said it, girls offering their bodies for a favor for the men they liked, but it was more or less just a finishing touch to the nervousness that he felt right now, knowing that this hot woman was going to have sex with him, without even considering that he was a virgin… or maybe, it was considering that he was a virgin and she liked to do something for him.
Already, with that blowjob earlier, he’d been blown out of the water, but to feel the woman’s breasts around his cock and her confident, almost overconfident look on her face was just enough for the final crushing cataclysm of cum to come, and the image had been hot.
“Shit… No condoms for you.”
She grunted something as she said that, and he looked at her.
“But- but you’re-”
He felt a little bit upset, knowing that it was normal that there’d be no sex then, but he trusted his luck to hold a little.
“Don’t worry about it, cat-man. No, cat-boy. You’re going to be a man once you walk out of my place, heh… Just stick it in.”
He took a deep breath and grabbed her hips, and pushed forwards. A tight hole was waiting for him, as he pushed harder and then felt the hole yield.
The ‘OH!’ was louder than he’d expected, as he caught her looking back at him, her expression flushed.
“Wrong hole there, champ. Oww… I didn’t think I’d gotten fucked there before, not with such a fucking- Can you… Go and pull out, please? I need to be lubed up first. And… wash it?”
Jaune felt embarrassed at the mistake, pulling out immediately.
“Maybe I should go- I’m- it’s-”
He stammered, and she turned around, getting up and kissing him straight on the lips.
“Don’t worry about it, clean up and make sure that it’s clean. Don’t want to have any infections or anything, so… scoot. I’ll make sure that I’ll be waiting for you and we can do it slow.”
She was understanding, at least.
Eve groaned a little once she heard the door shut tightly. Having him ram that big garden hose dick down her asshole was not the right way to start off, but he was a virgin. He was a fucking virgin and the first woman to take that big beast of a dick was one lucky bitch and it was better that it was her that was said bitch.
He returned, and she briefly wondered where his tail was hiding, but that big dick was still half-mast and ready for her, so she spread her pussy lips for him.
“Now, get onto this big bull, Jaune. Show me what a real fucking beast does to his bull rodeo.”
Her pussy felt that cock slide in and her mouth made the loudest ‘Ohhhhh!’ that she ever heard herself do. Maybe it was different when the guy was massive down south or she was just sobered up enough to really feel it, but that feeling of her pussy being invaded by some massive dick was just sublime. It made her eyes roll back and only a soft ‘whuhhh’ come from her lips, as she felt him press her against the bed.
“Don’t hold back, Jaune. Show me what a real Faunus fucks!”
She was pressed against the bed as he just went wild. Youthful exuberance, she might call it, but she could feel his heavy balls smacking against her thighs, bouncing against her half-spread legs, her body pressed against the bed, his mouth moaning in her ear as he just went full animal on her, Eve closing her eyes and not even stopping her moans from growing louder.
Animalistic sounds came from her throat as she half-urged him to go harder, half-urged him to go deeper, that big hard cock tickling every pleasurable nub in her pussy, her whole body trembling as the sloppy sounds of him forcing that massive dick into her, her head pulled back a little by his hand as he forced her to turn it a little, before he kissed her, a pulse of pleasure shooting through her as he did that.
‘Romantic…’
He wasn’t going to be all quick about it too, as that fat spear shafted her hole like it was trying to fill it, her body shaking and quivering, as she knew that he was not going to stop until he’d filled her with his sloppy load, her whole body trembling and twitching at the small orgasms that shot through her at being fucked with such a magnificent massive mom-making mamba.
“Harder… Fuck.”
Her voice coarsely cussed at him, as she felt him kiss again, feeling how his thrusts came a little harder, how he seemed to be on the verge of getting off.
‘Fuck it, missionary. He’s having his first time…’
“Alright, get off me for a moment, let’s make it feel good for you.”
He obeyed, like a good boy should. She should make him feel great now, as she felt him pull out of her, laying on her back, looking at his features, as he placed that massive hard pole against her pussy lips again, her whole body shaking for a moment when he thrust it into her, his face so close that she could see his eagerness in his eyes, that desire that made her feel a little bit less empty inside.
“You’re amazing.”
Her ears tingled a little as she felt the compliment hit, kissing him in an impulse, as he started to hammer into her, her eyes closing. A Faunus guy just hit better than some little dicked human could, as he moaned into her mouth, her name uttered by him, as he thrust deep inside her, letting her whole body tingle with that desire, her arms wrapping around him as he thrust himself deep inside, not letting her feel anything but that sweet sexual bliss, their tongues dueling with each other for a moment until he seemed to freeze up.
He broke the kiss, and his eyes looked a little panicked.
“I’m- I’m going to cum.”
‘Just the way I like it.’
“Then cum inside me. Show me what you got, big man.”
Her voice was a little more pinched than before, as her legs wrapped around him, her body already pressed into the bedding, her whole senses tensed up and ready.
The sound that he made was beautiful, a moan that was girly but masculine, as his hips thrust one last time and his seed blasted into her womanhood, her whole core being flooded with his hot warm spunk, the baby-makers ramming into her uterus by that thick hard shaft that he was pressing there, her breathing halted, as she tried to focus on not cumming her brain out, as he hung over her like some oppressor, his cum starting to leak from around his cock, warm gushes of spunk making her pussy lips ache and drool, hearing the door open up.
“Eve? Are you home yet?”
‘Aww yeah…’
“Yeah, I’m home. Got me a nice guy too.”
She thought she could hear Ilia cuss softly, but that must have been a mix-up with her guy currently doing his best to whimper, as she felt the cum drool from her pussy, her whole body tensed up and ready for the pleasure to fade, as he seemed to succumb to post-nut tiredness.
“Just relax, big guy… Aww shit, I don’t think I felt like that before. You dating anyone?”
Her voice was a little lazy, as she knew that talking wasn’t a good action right now, her whole body tingling with her whole orgasm, as the guy’s cock started to slowly deflate inside her.
‘A bit more rest…’
‘FUCK!’
She knew that she should have gone with Eve, because now the guy that she was with was entirely too awake to really let go of her, and Eve seemed to have sobered up a little more than was normal. Either it was the timing of the matter or just the fact that the guy seemed to be the conscientious kind, as he was speaking quietly, thanking her for that amazing experience.
‘It should be me! That body should be mine! You’re pussy-jamming me, man!’
Guys were only good for being castrated and forced to watch women love each other, like the sweet and gentle beings that they were! No man would ever be willing to give such great pleasure, even with Blake being the type that had never really noticed the love that she had for her. Eve was a good placeholder, but she wasn’t Blake .
She knew that she shouldn’t enter the bedroom, but it was not going to be the girl-code, coming into the room and seeing the guy on top of Eve, a disgusted sound suppressed in her throat, Eve still somewhat mellow in her whole ‘being impaled by a big filthy male penis’, her gaze dropping to the guy’s butt as he wiggled a little, Eve looking a little bit too smugly satisfied for her liking.
‘I should be the one giving you pleasure! I can train you to like women! There’s no woman that won’t be a lesbian after they realize that men should be castrated and forced to pay for women!’
She was a card-carrying member of the Homosexual Acceptance Group, and she knew that there were plenty of girls that didn’t understand that women were sweet, loving and kind.
‘Maybe I should just… fix the guy up a bit. A little snip snip with hedge clippers…’
Eve didn’t need some big floppy massive manhood inside her! That was evil! That was not great at all!
Her disgust was heightened as she could see the faint sheen of white oozing around that cock, as the guy thrust into her again, Eve not even responding much, either drunk or just too tired from fucking.
‘I should just…’
She left, after picking up one little pair of Eve’s underwear, something as a little mission for herself, the guy and Eve never really noticing her. She’d make sure that there wouldn’t be more times, after a little chat when the guy would eventually want to leave.
She’d fix this and Eve would see how much a good woman could fix her.
Eve woke up to the feeling of manly hands wrapped around her, a soft groan from his mouth as he seemed to wake up at the same moment as she did, her gaze going down to the guy that’d rammed her hole so good it still ached a little.
‘Faunus dick is the fucking best.’
She could see him blush, as she smiled at him.
“Hey there, big guy. Was it everything you could ever jerk off to, or even better?”
She might be a bit biased to her own awesomeness, as he gave a blush and a smile that she kind of liked. There was something about an inexperienced guy that gave her a feeling like ‘I can train him’, even if the dick was massive and should totally be shared.
“It was amazing. I think I should go home though. I’m… Yeah, I think Mom would be a bit upset that I stayed over without informing her. She’s protective.”
That was cool beans with her. When he got up from her bed, she noticed one little thing that was missing.
“Where’d the tail go?”
The sinking suspicion started to rise in her skull, through the hangover-induced fog, that he might not have been a Faunus.
‘ “Ah… That was a joke from my sister, Calamari.”
She would have been shouting at him for false advertisement, that she’d lowered herself to the point of fucking a human, but right now, her mouth was not giving a good answer to her current state of being.
“Want to give me your number? That was some great sex.”
He blushed, looking more like a shy virgin than before.
“Ah... Sure? I’d- I’d like to get to know you.”
She felt a little tremor shoot through her.
‘You’re for Faunus rights. He’s human. He’s-’
“Sure thing, hot stuff. Let’s get to know each other a bit better. The name’s Eve Taurus.”
His smile was a bit girly, but it made her pussy tingle.
“Ah, Jaune Arc. Short, sweet, and the ladies, well, my sisters, love it.”
She snickered a little at that.
“Well, pleasure to meat you, Jaune. Nothing short, but it was sweet and I love it.”
‘You’re betraying your values! Where did your resolve go?’
The dick was good.
Resolve could watch by the sidelines, as she looked at his cock, which looked like it would be bigger than one of her toys.
“So… W-want to go out on a date?”
‘I’ll convince him to go vegan. Yeah… Vegan is the best! No more meat is murder!’
She’d fix him!
Jaune supposed that it might be karma, as Eve looked at the burger that was in front of her. He wasn’t sure what she thought about it, but her expression had been a little queer, as she looked at the 100% genuine beef burger in front of her.
“Are you… okay?”
She acted a bit awkward at times, as if she was trying to come to terms with something, but he supposed that he’d have the benefit of the doubt there, since girls were weird and mysterious creatures. None of his sisters believed him when he said that he’d stayed over at her place, which might have been due to him going by the Burger Lord to get some breakfast wrap for his morning meal, since Eve had been a warm and friendly host… but oatmeal wasn’t something that he was into.
“It’s fine. Just didn’t expect to eat a cow.”
He groaned.
“You don’t have to-”
She bit down into her burger and chewed slowly.
“Well… It doesn’t taste that bad.”
He held up a sauce package.
“Have some of the crispy barbecue sauce. It makes it better.”
Little did he know that he would be balls-deep inside her in less than three hours. Apparently cow cannibalism turned her on.
“I’m PREGNANT! WHAT THE FUUUUUUCK!”
Ilia hit her head against the doorpost instead of opening the door, hearing that shout from the bathroom. The way that the ‘boyfriend’ was hanging around Eve had been a constant state of frustration for her, ready to burst out whenever she could see the blonde guy. He was too nice to Eve.
“I’m pregnant, Ilia! What the fuck?! I was taking my birth control!”
‘Shit.’
That wasn’t good news.
“Are you sure that he’s the fath-”
Ilia was raised by her shirt, Eve’s blue eyes almost lit up.
“I’ve been having the guy give my pussy a drowning every damn time we meet up, Ilia!”
Ilia knew that! There’d been a lack of good playtime with Eve for weeks!
“Well, that’s his problem, just ask him for money for an abortion then!”
Ilia lost consciousness when Eve smashed her against the wall with a frustrated scream of ‘I am not killing my baby!’.
Lesbians 0 - Cows 1
Jaune held his girlfriend of two months’ hand, as he rang the doorbell to his parents’ house. He was sure that they’d thought it was a joke when he said that he’d be bringing his girlfriend over, but it was important. She was pregnant!
“Helllo-ooooooohwhatthefuuuuck? Jaune!”
Jaune gave Calamari a little wave, squeezing Eve’s hand. She’d been a bit emotional when talking (shouting) to him through the phone, and she’d worn a nice white top that kept her breasts perfectly as two wonderful hills that he’d be seeing a lot more of when she got the itch to have sex, Calamari just staring at him.
“CALAMARI FUNGUS ARC! WE DO NOT CUSS IN OUR HOUSEHOLD!”
His sister groaned, as mom made her presence known, squeezing Eve’s hand to keep her comfortable.
“She’s nice, I promise. She’s always said that she’d make my girlfriend feel like a part of the family.”
There mom was, all 54 years of age, her hair starting to turn greyish white at the temples, in her whole 5’1 stature. Since dad was nearly 6’10, it was a massive mismatch in height, but mom was loving and sweet.
“Jaune! And… who may… you… be?”
The shifting of mental gears that were slowly happening was almost visibly written on his mother’s face, and he realized that she’d thought he’d been joking.
“Ah… Hi? I’m Jaune’s girlfriend.”
Mom’s smile looked forced.
“Come in. I wasn’t aware he had a girlfriend. We’ve… never discussed that.”
Jaune sighed.
“I told you and the others, Mom.”
The grimace was starting to grow worse.
“I thought you meant… a nice girlfriend.”
Jaune nodded.
“She’s nice. Friendly.”
Eve gave a little smile.
“Hi?”
Mom’s expression turned a little bit more awkward.
“Do… come in. A girlfriend… he’s actually got a girlfriend. HAROLD! YOUR SON GOT A GIRLFRIEND! YOU WERE TELLING THE TRUTH, YOU GIANT ASSHOLE!”
Jaune was pretty sure that dad was laughing somewhere, Eve actually looking at him for a moment when his father entered the room.
“Damn, they upscaled you.”
Jaune supposed that he’d have to go and explain things a bit.
“Hello, Harold Arc, but you can call me Harry. This is my wife Guillotine.”
Mom jabbed his father in the ribs, before she smiled.
“Guinevere, how did you meet my son?”
Jaune looked at Eve and Eve looked right back at him. Eve looked a bit nervous, but mom was sweet and loving, not at all terrifying.
“When he was waving his junk in front of your daughter, ma’am. A Halloween party. He brought me home and we got… talking.”
More like ‘his big hard dick ramming into her tight hole’. He blushed a little.
“W-well… It seems I will need to summon my daughters to get an explanation.”
Jaune gulped, and one of his sisters came in, the rest, sans Saphron, following suit.
“Oh shit, it’s real!”
Mom’s half-glower was enough, as his sisters were sat on the chairs and on the couch, Jaune very aware that most of his sisters were giving him looks, clearly not at all expecting him to have brought home a girlfriend.
“Mom, dad… Meet my girlfriend, Eve Taurus.”
He paused, Eve giving a small smile.
“Well, hi. I’m Eve. Happy to meet you.”
This would have to be handled delicately.
“So… You’re gonna be grandparents. And Aunts.”
Eve and Delicate didn’t go together. Mom fainted and Dad just had the biggest smile on his face.
“I love it! Honey, he’s knocked a girl up! We were worried that we’d have all our girls go gay!”
His sisters were not happy with hearing that, but Jaune could tell that mom had too much excitement for now.
“Well… I don’t believe in hiding what I am. Pregnant. Moo.”
Eve was definitely going to make him have a little chat with her later.
It’d probably go towards sex again.
It would.
Eve groaned a little, feeling her belly be heavy with the triplets that were put into it. It was now already March, her pregnancy getting along steadily. Jaune was everything that she could want in a boyfriend, even if he’d introduced her to a lot of things that she would not have opted for otherwise.
The vegan posters had been thrown out since she’d been eating beef more regularly, most of her views having changed more since she had a human boyfriend. Harping on about how Faunus were better started to feel a bit silly when your boyfriend had a penis that was as thick as your roommate’s arm, with an attitude in life that was like a big puppy dog.
He was her boyfriend, sweet and kind and pretty much everything that she wouldn’t have gone for, but he was wonderful in most respects.
His sisters still called her ‘the red devil’, but that was a nickname that she could learn to live with.
“Hey. I brought some food.”
He was working now, and that made her feel a little bit better than before. It would have sucked if he didn’t have any prospects in life, after all.
“Thanks. I love ya.”
The babies made some movements inside her and she groaned.
“Oww, and I think they love Daddy too. Damn it, you’re going to be making a mess of me when I’m no longer pregnant, Jaune.”
He placed a package of a burger in front of her and she opened it up, finding a small box in it.
“Damn it, that better be a very tiny teeny burger, because-”
He opened it up and she may have squealed a little.
“It’s a bit sudden, but I don’t want to have my children grow up with a surname that’s at the back of the alphabet… So, Eve? Want to marry me?”
‘Damn. Maybe I should pay him back or something… like… sexy time. This definitely is a sexy time moment.’
“Well, I’m already pregnant, so that’d be great, Mister Arc.”
His smile was pretty damn warm.
‘Yeah… I think I can grow to like being a Mrs.’
Jaune gave a soft sigh, shaking his head.
“You’re getting asked to be my wife because you’re beautiful, not because I’m going to want anything back for it, Eve.”
She was gonna pay him back. Somehow.
“I’ve got that cow print thing around still… Wanna milk the cow? She’s got sweet milk for a special farm boy?”
She could see that he liked that.
This was a win-win situation.
“Well… I’d be hard to-”
She grabbed his shirt and kissed him. It was worth it for the expression on his face.
“Fuck me, Matador man. This bull needs a hard rod in her.”
The thought of him wearing one of them snazzy things and smacking her ass a bit while just giving her that Spanish humiliation was just… neat .
After the kids were popped out, though.
“But-”
He just needed some encouragement from her.
This was commissioned work.
Happy Halloween!