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TAMMIE

Tom Dillinger was a happily-married man; at least, that was what he told people when they asked. It wasn't that he was thinking of leaving his wife, Sadie, for someone else. Quite contrarily, he suspected that recently she might have become rather bored of him, and perhaps was even sleeping around.

It wasn't unnatural for something like this to happen during a marriage. In fact, ever since the two had exchanged their vows almost three years ago, Tom was surprised it didn't occur sooner. He wasn't much of a catch in his mind, and every male he saw with more muscle on their body made him wonder why a bombshell like Sadie settled for him in the first place. She was a buxom, attractive 30-year-old vixen; he was a short, scrawny goat almost two years younger than her.

Even the guys at the office would periodically stop by his desk and ask him how he scored such a hottie for a wife, but in Tom's raincloud of self-doubt all he could hear them saying was "You're not good enough for her." Rather than rise to the challenge and attempt to physically better himself as a masculine figure, Tom had decided to gamble with the test of time and now it seemed the roulette wheel had landed him an unfavorable number. She was bored of him, and he had nobody to blame but himself.

"What's got you in such a gloomy mood this morning?" asked Tom's coworker, Dean, as the bengal tiger leaned against the divider next to Tom's desk with a mug of hot coffee in his hand. The feline nodded toward the picture of Sadie on Tom's desk, and the goat briefly glanced at it as well. "If I were married to that, I'd be doing cartwheels down the hallway and singing for joy!"

Tom grimaced and closed the folder on the desk in front of him. "'That' is precisely why I can't seem to get any work done lately," he said before sighing and running a hand through his own headfur, twirling his index finger around one of his horns. "Something's been on my mind a lot lately, and it's bothering me."

Dean leaned his head back to glance at the other desks, then returned his gaze to Tom. "Well, I'm no marriage counselor, but what's the issue? She seemed fine when she talked about you at the barbecue last night."

"I know that's what it looks like, but it's different when we're alone," said Tom in a quieter voice than before. "She wants nothing to do with me unless it's to argue with me or nag at me. I feel more like her roommate or her little brother than her husband."

"Women always get like that," said Dean after taking a sip of his coffee. "She'll come around, just give it some time."

"I have," said Tom with a slight tone of frustration. "It's been like this for more than two months. I show her every bit of love and affection I can think to give, and it all gets spat back in my face with either her half-assed replies or a flat-out change of subject." Tom relaxed in his chair a bit and opened another folder. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to dump this all on you. I just don't know who else to talk to."

Dean's eyebrow raised slightly and a short cough escaped from the tiger's throat. "Well don't take this the wrong way, but didn't you see this coming? I mean, it's not like you two were planning to have kids together or anything...no pun intended."

"That's not all I should've seen coming," said the goat with an encumbered sigh. "I think she's cheating on me."

"Cheating on you?" asked Dean. "With who? Has she been gone a lot lately?"

"No, it's just a hunch," said Tom. "But she's always been very needy, and I haven't always been very...givey."

Dean nodded and brought his coffee mug close to his lips, then paused. "You know Tom, I'm no love doctor either," said the tiger. "But this sounds to me like a classic case of marriage syndrome. Like I said, she'll come around. If you keep doing your part and show her as much love and affection as you say, then she can't turn you away forever. Now I gotta get to work before Linda tries to fire me again, but hang in there. Let's talk about this more if it gets any worse."

Tom nodded at Dean and opened up a file on his computer. "Thanks, Dean. I'd better get some work done too; you're not the only one on her radar."

The bengal tiger then began walking toward his cubicle and stopped next to an ox to hold out his hand for a fist bump. "Nathan, what's up buddy?" The muscular feline paused his stride for a moment to discuss the previous night's football game with the ox, but then a bespectacled female macaw rounded the corner at the far end of the aisle and the tiger quickly resumed his path toward the next cubicle.

Maybe Dean was right, Tom thought. Though however insightful his coworker's advice may have been, it didn't rid the goat of his growing concern that his love and affection might not be the only sort his wife was getting.

*****

That evening, Tom walked into his house and hung up his jacket next to the front door. Somehow he had managed to catch up with his daily quota, and the amount of work had occupied him enough to keep his stress at bay. Now it all came back in a sickening rush when he heard his wife's footsteps in the bedroom upstairs. "Honey, I'm home!" he called.

When several moments had passed, Sadie walked down the steps into the living room and brushed a lock of her fire-engine red hair away from her face. The vixen's curvy, yet athletic body was clothed in only purple lace lingerie that left nearly nothing to the imagination. She smiled widely at her husband and twirled in place, then struck a sexy pose with her hand on her cocked hip. "You like it?" she asked Tom with a warmer smile than he remembered her giving him for awhile.

"Like it? I love it!" Tom replied as he undid his necktie. "What's the occasion?"

"Oh, nothing really," she said with mock innocence. "I just thought you might deserve some special attention after you get home from buying groceries tonight."

Maybe Dean was right, and perhaps she was turning a corner after all. "Right, groceries," the goat replied to his wife. "Do you have the list?"

Sadie picked up her phone from the countertop. "I'm sending it to you right now," she said. "It might look like a lot, so don't let it overwhelm you. You got paid today, right?"

"Yeah," said Tom, throwing his jacket back on but leaving his tie where it lay. "I'll be back in a little while, then. Text me if you think of anything else we need."

Sadie blew a kiss to her husband as he left the house. "Will do, hon. And remember, sexy time when you get back!"

Tom started up his car in the driveway and pulled out his phone, scrolling down the extensive grocery list his wife had sent him. "Jeez, has it really been this long?" he asked himself. He set his phone down on the passenger seat and pulled out of their driveway, then began driving toward the center of town.

A few blocks away from their house, he noticed a car parked in an alley that wasn't usually there. The car looked familiar, but he couldn't place his finger on it. In his rearview, he noticed the other car's headlights turn on and it made a turn down his street. Something wasn't right.

Tom turned into the next driveway and pulled back around, then slowly began following the other vehicle at a safe distance. Sure enough, when Tom got closer to home he witnessed the car pull into his driveway. Panic seized Tom and he quickly backed up into the same alleyway the other car had been waiting in minutes ago. He turned off his vehicle and tried to concentrate on slowing his breathing down.

Hell of a long grocery list, he thought. All of that shopping would take me a while, and the store is a good ten minutes away. The goat twirled the keys in his hand before finally deciding what to do. He stepped out of his car and began cautiously making his way back toward the house. She didn't get all dressed up for me, _he thought. _She's looking like that for somebody else.

When he arrived within earshot of the residence, he heard the faint sound of Sadie giggling and the noise made Tom's insides begin a round of musical chairs. How could she go behind my back like this? he wondered. All those years of honesty, and now she's covering this up like it's nothing.

In hindsight, he couldn't blame her at this stage. Tom wasn't any fun. He was just a paycheck to her. She could have any man she wanted, so why wouldn't she? Tom knew that if he was a female and had a body like hers, he wouldn't stay loyal for very long. The only thing that hurt him inside right now was the fact that she did it without him knowing. Of course, why would she tell him about it when she could get away with it all? He couldn't blame her for that, either.

He crept around the back of the house and glanced through the window. She was stripteasing in the living room, and the lucky male in question was sitting further back in the shadows furiously stroking himself while reclining on the leather chair. I won't be sitting in that one for a while, thought Tom.

When Sadie was fully nude, she turned to show the stranger her curvy ass and beautiful round tits, groping herself and sticking her fingers between her legs to pet her wet pussy. Her eyes were on fire with uncontrollable lust, and her mouth gaped sensually while her cheeks flushed. She'll never look at me like that, Tom thought to himself.

A few moments later, the male silhouette stood up and walked toward her, then kissed her neck fiercely and held her skinny figure against his muscular, naked form. When Tom saw who it was, it made him feel even sicker than before. Those white and black stripes gave it all away.

Dean? Tom couldn't believe it. His coworker licked up and down his wife's neck, offering playful nibbles as his powerful hand groped her plump breast. The bengal tiger's other hand wandered down to her ass and gave it a firm squeeze, their hips pressed together while Dean's throbbing manhood slid against her stomach fur.

Tom wanted desperately to turn away, but he found it was out of the question. Part of him was even becoming intensely aroused from the scene, even if the rest of him was mauled by heartbreak. It took every bit of Tom's willpower not to reach down into his pants and stroke his solid erection. As much as he hated to admit it, he'd always had a crush on Dean, and watching the two get it on was almost more than the goat could handle.

Dean slowly brought Sadie onto the couch with him and sat her on his lap facing toward him, then gave her ass a firm smack. Tom could see it all, and he had to admit that the sight of them together was electric. Tom's insecure thoughts such as Dammit, why am I such a pervert? could wait until after the show, but then again so could the load his balls were aching to eject. Maybe he would have to fuck her brains out later to remind her why she married him and not Dean; of course, she could always throw out the "I'm tired," excuse and head straight for bed. Needless to say, the thought of sloppy seconds didn't entice Tom under the current circumstances.

The vixen stood from the bengal tiger's lap and turned around to get on all fours, lifting her ass high for Dean to appreciate, and the feline crouched down behind her to spread her buttocks apart with his thumbs and slide his tongue across her tight pink pucker. While he ate her ass like it was going out of style, Sadie ground her hips back into his face with her tail raised high, and when his fingers slid up her pussy lips to toy with her clit, her legs spread and her eyes widened with a howl. After a few solid minutes of feeling Dean's tongue probe at her and slicken her asshole, Sadie turned her head back toward her secret lover and Tom could read her lips when she said, "Hurry up and fuck me!"

No doubt Sadie was smart, and had already calculated approximately what time her husband might arrive home from the store. From the look of things, this wasn't their first time together and they weren't planning on it being anywhere near their last.

Dean acknowledged the vixen's request and stood up behind her, and that was the first full look at the tiger's firm cock that Tom had a chance to appreciate. It didn't stay throbbing in plain view for long, however, as the large feline guided the tip of his cock toward Sadie's butthole and plunged it in. He's going straight for anal? Tom thought. This definitely wasn't their first time.

Sadie gasped when her secret lover's massive cock sank fully into her sensitive anus and twitched within her body. Dean pressed forward and downward to the hilt, then pulled out slowly and began a steady pace of plowing Tom's wife on the floor. The tiger grabbed her skinny wrists and held her arms back until her chin lifted from the carpet, then sped up his pace and drilled into her until her breasts bounced forward. Sadie moaned and looked back at the muscular tiger fucking her tight ass, her tongue hanging out with a grunt of feverish ecstasy. She was being opened up by Dean in ways that her husband could never satisfy with his size.

A few minutes later, Dean grunted and pushed Sadie's pretty head against the carpet, smushing one of her cheeks to her nose as he roared upon approaching his climax. "Oh, fuck!" Sadie screamed when she felt spurts of his precum leak up into her quivering rectum. "Fuck yeah, mmm...NNNGGHH!" Surprisingly she was making much more noise than Dean was, and when she moved a leg forward Tom could see why. Dean was buried in her ass, but her pussy was soaked and squirting drops of feminine juices onto the floor. She was cumming. Tom had never made her feel that good from anal sex alone, on what few occasions he'd met the chance to try. Dean was outclassing him in every way, and it made the goat feel utterly worthless.

After that, Tom didn't stick around for much more. He high-tailed it back to his car in the alley and waited for Dean to drive away several minutes later, then drove back toward their house. "This is fucked up," Tom muttered under his breath.

When Tom walked into the house, Sadie was showering and any trace of her disloyalty had been erased. Even the stains on the living room carpet were gone. She was good.

"Honey, what happened?" asked the nude vixen as she walked into the kitchen while drying herself off. "Are the groceries still in the car?"

"You're not gonna believe this," said Tom. "They were closed."

Sadie pouted and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, then planted a kiss on the side of his face. "I'm sorry, honey," she said. "I didn't mean to make you drive all that way for nothing." She picked up her bra and held it playfully in front of her breasts. "You still wanna have some fun?"

"Nah, I'm kinda beat," said Tom. "But tomorrow's Saturday, so we can spend the whole day together."

"That's true," Sadie replied with a slow nod. "Well, I'll be up watching TV then. Let me know if you want to go to the store tomorrow."

Something told Tom she wouldn't volunteer to come along if he did.

*****

The next morning, Tom walked into the dining room to be greeted with the smell of waffles and eggs. "Good morning," he said to Sadie as he sat down at the table and poured himself a glass of milk.

"Morning," Sadie said with her eyes shifting periodically from the eggs on the frying pan to her phone.

"What's the matter?" Tom asked upon noticing his wife's attention being fixated on her mobile device. "YouTubing how to make eggs?"

"No," Sadie replied with a sigh. "Just looking through Snapchat stories. Looks like Bethany and her friends were goofing off at the store last night. You know, the one that was supposed to be closed."

Tom raised an eyebrow and took another sip of his milk. "They must have been there earlier than I was."

Sadie set her phone down and devoted her full attention to the eggs. "I thought that, but then I noticed the time stamp."

Here it was, one of those moments in life that was bound to push things from peaceful to chaotic in a mere instant. Tom spent a moment idly staring at the silverware on the table before deciding what to say. "I saw you with Dean last night."

The room went silent for what seemed an eternity after Sadie turned off the burner and stared out the window. "I'm sorry," she said faintly.

Tom nodded and resumed looking down at his fork. "I'm sorry, too."

The vixen turned to face her husband and sat across from him at the table. "I feel rotten about it, I really do. I just couldn't bring myself to tell you about it, I guess."

"How long?" asked Tom, avoiding her gaze.

Sadie drummed her fingers on the table before replying. "About eight months off and on, not very often. It started that one night when we were all over at Nathan's and you left early without saying a word. I broke down and confided in Dean in the basement about how you seemed like you didn't want anything to do with me, and we kept talking and one thing led to another and we were so drunk, and..." She paused to bury her face in her palms, then wiped a tear from her eye. "I know I went about all of this the wrong way, and it wasn't right. I'm not in love with Dean or anything, he just..."

Tom waited a moment before interjecting. "He's got some things I lack."

"No, I didn't mean that!" said Sadie nervously. "I meant, he just seems to be there with me. Sometimes I can kiss you or even make love to you and I'll feel like you're not even in the room. Dean is just...well, he's more 'in the moment,' and you always seem somewhere else like you're constantly worrying about something."

Tom pushed away his plate slowly. "Something like this, I guess. Our situation."

Sadie stood up and circled the table to end up at her husband's side, leaning down and kissing the top of his head. "So, do you think you can forgive me?"

The goat looked up at her with a bit of confusion. "You mean after all of this, you want to stay with me? I thought Dean was everything you wanted, he's more muscular and he's 'in the moment...'"

Sadie pressed a finger to her husband's lips and smiled. "But I'm not in love with him." She took Tom's hand and brought him to the living room, then sat down on the couch next to him and began petting his head. "Maybe it's true that I'm a bit...needy when it comes to sex. I thought Dean was a good solution to that, but I should have spoken to you first. You were the one who mentioned the concept of an open relationship a while ago, remember?"

"Well, yeah," said Tom. "I just meant one that I knew about beforehand, is all. I don't have a problem with you and Dean if that's what you're asking."

"Really?" Sadie asked as her eyes lit up. "Well, I mean it's not exactly fair...he is your workplace crush and all."

Tom shook his head. "Dean's not bi, and if he was I'm sure I'd be his last pick."

"You're not bad-looking," said Sadie as she played with her husband's horns. "And he's bi, trust me. I know that firsthand."

Tom blinked and turned his head toward her. "Wait, how do you know?"

Sadie bit her finger anxiously and looked away. "Well, he and I might have included...someone else, like once or twice."

"Really?" asked Tom, looking at the floor in front of him. "You mean Dean's not the only other guy you've slept with?"

"It was mostly for him," Sadie assured her husband quickly. "Andy's gay, so he didn't even touch me. Then Paul had to leave early that one time. And then Nathan, and Roland only twice..." She stopped counting with her fingers when she realized that she had used up her whole hand. "Oh God, baby, I'm more of a slut than I realize! I'm sorry...really, this doesn't happen a lot."

"It's fine," said Tom defeatedly. "I mean look at you, you're everything a guy could want. There's no way I could've kept you all to myself."

Sadie leaned against him and wrapped an arm around his waist. "It's not that you aren't attractive or anything, dear. Like I said, you're just distant sometimes." An idea materialized in her mind so quickly that she was surprised an actual light bulb didn't appear over her head. "Hey, you remember that night when we did that gender-swap theme for Halloween?"

Tom thought for a moment. "You mean when you went as the Joker and I dressed up like Harley Quinn, and every drunk guy downtown wouldn't stop hitting on me? What are you saying?"

"Maybe it isn't the right time to suggest this, but let's say you tried dressing up and looking like a girl, and I told Dean and anybody else you were interested in that I'm having someone new over for some fun. What do you think?"

Tom's first instinct was to scoff at her. "You mean all the guys from the office? And oh right, like they wouldn't recognize me."

"I said anyone you like," Sadie corrected him. "And it was just an idea, I'm sorry. I thought you said you always wanted to try that sort of thing."

"Well yeah, but not like this," Tom protested weakly. "Not with Paul or Kevin, definitely not Randall. Maybe Nathan or Vince, but they're both dating each other...no, forget it. Listen to you, this whole idea is crazy!"

"What's crazy is leaving things the way they are!" the vixen replied with the sum of her allowance of anger on the subject. "I was just trying to make things more interesting for the both of us. Having one lover, even a different lover, just gets...boring after a while." Sadie folded her arms and looked away from him. "And I'm not saying this to hurt you, but for me that was awhile ago."

Tom exhaled and sat up, then placed a hand on his wife's shoulder. "Sadie, I love you and I'm willing to go on any adventure with you that you want. I just need to know you won't...Idunno, leave me for someone else. I'll work on what I need to in order to make you more satisfied with our relationship, and if that means trying this group thing or anything else then I suppose that's the best place to start."

Sadie turned her head toward him and smiled broadly, kissing Tom gingerly on his lips. "Thank you for understanding, honey, and thank you for being open about this. That's what I love about you; you're exciting." She then bounced up from the couch and extended a hand to him. "Come on, let's get you dolled up with some of my clothes and eyeliner. If you're happy with it, I say we call the boys over tonight for a good time with me and my new friend." She stopped to think for a second, then made up her mind with a nod. "We'll call you 'Tammie!'"

*****

At the peak of the evening hours, the doorbell to the Dillinger residence sounded throughout the house and Sadie bounced toward the front door, opening it wide with a pleased grin. "Hi, guys!" she exclaimed upon seeing all five of her invited guests standing on the front porch. "Come on in!"

She made room for the large animals to enter as Nathan tilted his head at an awkward angle to avoid scraping the doorframe with his wide horns, and then Dean followed him shortly after. Next was Roland, a large grizzly bear with a tall and stout figure. After him came Ethan, a toned salamander, and Vince, a slim yet assertive Dalmatian hound.

"Hope this house is big enough for all of us," said Nathan as the pack of males wandered into the living room. "Hey Sadie, where's this friend of yours?"

"She's getting ready," said the vixen from the kitchen. "You guys want some drinks?"

"Hell yeah," said Vince, leaning back in the recliner. "Grab me anything stronger than beer."

"I'll take vodka," huffed Roland from his chair.

"Lemonade, please," said Nathan.

Ethan and Dean settled for their usual beer of choice, and a few minutes later Sadie walked in with their respective beverages. "You boys must have worked up quite a thirst," she said to Nathan, feeling the ox's fingers touch hers on the cold glass as she handed it to the muscular gentleman.

"In more ways than you can imagine," said Ethan, sipping from his glass bottle. "It's a good thing you brought someone else to play with this time. We were afraid you were about to bite off more than you could chew."

"Well trust me, I'd oblige you all myself," the vixen replied with a shameless blush. "But I think you'll find Tammie to be all the rest you can handle."

As if on cue, Tom (now evidently "Tammie") walked out from the hallway bathroom and stopped at the living room entrance to present himself, and to take in the sight of the horny males in front of him. The awkward, scrawny goat had now been transformed into everything most females wanted to look like, minus a pair of perky boobs and plus one bulge in between the legs. His face had been prettied up beyond recognition with Sadie's experienced glamour makeup touch, from the wide black eyeliner all the way down to a radiant yet shy smile graced with hot pink lipstick.

His slender figure was more than a complement to the pink fishnet long-sleeved crop top adorning his flat chest, the golden bracelets on his tiny wrists, and a pair of white spandex shorts that not only outlined his frontal male attributes nicely, but also accentuated the dreamy curves of his girly rump no one but Sadie had been granted the privilege to see until now. Long, black-and-green striped tube socks stretched up the goat boy's skinny legs from the sparkling pink heels at the bottom. Tammie put his shyness aside and leaned against the doorframe in such a tantalizingly sensual way as to inspire an erection within every male in the room, and even Sadie found a spot of drool trickling from the corner of her mouth. "Hello, boys," he said with a dainty wave and in a higher pitch than usual.

The males nearly spat out their drinks from confused amazement, and for the first time Ethan found himself scratching the top of his scaly head as if there had ever been hair on it. "Hey, she looks kinda familia-" The wind was nearly knocked from the reptile's lungs when Nathan sharply elbowed his gut from the neighboring seat. "I mean, you know when you meet somebody new, and they look like someone you're acquainted with...is all."

Tammie smirked at the sight of the aroused and bewildered males, thinking to himself that Sadie must have done a better job on him than he'd first realized. Whether any of them recognized him as Tom from work or not, he felt free in a sense that he could be this different sensual person for the night, and turn back into his old self the next day. It was thrilling, almost as if he were meeting them all for the first time, and when he let his inhibitions go he found himself immensely attracted to each of his guests. Perhaps his discovery of Sadie's little secret would pay off in ways he hadn't expected.

"Tammie's new in town," said Sadie as she stood and threw an arm over the effeminate goat's shoulder, playing with the black and blonde locks on her husband's remarkably convincing wig. "So make sure you boys show her the same hospitality you'd show me." Tom felt Sadie's eyes lock onto his with an adventurous fire he'd seldom seen before. "After all, I'm sure we want her to stick around for a while."

Roland stood from his chair and began unbuckling the belt on his jeans. "Well then, let's go already. I'm tired of waiting, let's get to the fucking!"

"You're not the only one," said Nathan, copying the bear's actions as the other males followed suit.

Sadie winked at her husband-in-disguise. "Whaddaya think, Tammie?" she asked as both feminine figures surveyed the room. "Should we let them pick, or have you got your heart set on someone already?"

The goat blushed and looked at Nathan's towering build of muscle, then gasped as the ox pulled down the band of his briefs to reveal the semi-hard bovine shaft underneath. It was easily bigger than their rolling pin in the kitchen. Then there was Dean, who Tammie had already seen in the buff but still had his doubts about taking it that roughly for his first time with a male since college.

Ethan and Vince were of average build and cock size, and with their own anatomical shape. Then finally there was Roland, whose dick out-measured even Nathan's from a visible distance. Tammie felt his throat gurgle in the attempt of a nervous gulp, and soon the men's shadows towered over both he and his wife. "I...I don't know," he stammered with a giggle. "There are so many to choose from, and I wouldn't want to leave anyone out."

"You don't need to worry about that, cutie," said Vince as the Dalmatian crouched next to Tammie and slid his hand up the front of the goat's thigh to gently fondle and squeeze the bulge on the front of those tiny white spandex shorts. "I'm sure we'll all get a turn with both of you, at the very least." Vince tugged down the waistband of Tammie's shorts and pulled out a semi-flaccid cock of seven inches, nine when fully erect. Although the canine member throbbing between Vince's legs was superior in girth, Tammie had beat him in length by an inch.

The hound opened his maw wide and licked up Tammie's pink cockshaft, making the crossdressed goat fully hard in only a few licks. He then took Tammie's cock in his mouth and pushed his head forward until the tip nudged the uvula at the back of his throat. Vince gagged slightly at first, but then proceeded dutifully with bobbing his head back and forth on the girly goat's dick.

Dean and Ethan had already began to work on massaging Sadie's shoulders, and Roland stood behind her impatiently pumping his hulking cock in his grip. The bear's cigar-sized fingers wrapped around Sadie's neck from the rear and gently squeezed while the towering figure behind the vixen leaned down to speak into her ear. "You remember me, sweetheart?"

Tammie felt Nathan's big hands begin massaging his shoulders from behind, and the girly goat melted like butter at the ox's fingertips while Vince's soft warm tongue swirled expertly around his firm cock. Nathan ran his hand along Tammie's smooth jawline, admiring the goat's incredibly effeminate figure before the ox knelt down behind Tammie to tug down those spandex shorts until they were around the crossdressed boy's ankles.

The powerful ox groped the light tan-furred butt cheeks in front of him, hypnotized by the appeal of their curves, then pried them apart with his thumbs and stared at the mesmerizingly soft-looking hole in the center. "Mmm...good thing I came here with an appetite," said Nathan, then licked up the back of Tammie's balls across his taint and pressed his tongue into Tammie's tight pucker.

A high-pitched moan escaped Tammie's mouth when he felt the leathery tongue of the ox invade his sensitive rear entrance, and he nearly tripped stepping out of his shorts to allow his slender legs more freedom of movement. He bent forward and steadied his hands on Vince's lower back, spreading his legs to give Nathan better access, and then yelped slightly at the feeling of Vince's moist mouth kissing and licking up and down the length of his stiff cock. The combined sensation of their mouths on his privates nearly sent the poor goat into an early climax, but he was determined to last as long as he could (or as many times as he could.)

Meanwhile, Sadie was getting plenty of attention from the other three males. She'd stripped naked, and Dean was licking and fingering her pussy while Ethan ran his long reptilian tongue up her ass crack and Roland pumped his rod furiously behind her. The vixen leaned back to look up at the bear, her pretty frost-blue eyes blinking at him while he reached around to firmly grope one of her perfect breasts. "You gonna fuck this naughty girl hard, Daddy?" she asked up at him innocently.

Roland snorted and grabbed her hair, tugging her head back more. "You'd better call me that over and over again when I do," he said in his gruff voice, then let go and resumed jerking off.

Ethan licked his lips after pulling his mouth away from Sadie's wet tailhole, yanking up her tail and looking up at Roland. "Which hole you gonna pick, buddy?" the lizard asked him. "They're both ready for ya."

Roland shook his head. "No, they're not. Both of you, stick your whole hand in. I just wanna fuck the horny bitch, not kill her."

The reptile laughed and stuck two fingers in Sadie's rim, then worked his way up to three after some twisting and pumping. "You hear that, Dean?" he asked the tiger on the other side.

"Way ahead of you," said the bengal tiger as Sadie moaned and gasped above him while he twisted four fingers around inside of her wet cunt, then slipped his thumb inside and began inserting his hand one knuckle at a time. Her walls clenched around the white tiger's thick digits as they slowly advanced, and her entrance nearly ate his hand whole when it began closing around his wrist. "That's one hungry pussy," Dean said with a smirk.

After Ethan and Dean had spent a few minutes fist-fucking the vixen's holes, Roland finally stepped forward and aimed his fully-erect bear shaft down toward her gaping orifices. "Which one should I take?" the bear asked himself while Ethan and Dean spread Sadie's butt cheeks apart, giving Roland a nice view of her open anus that could snugly hold a can of soda. "I had pussy last time...I think I know what I want now," he said, and the bear slowly crawled over her to slide the tip of his humungous cock into her quivering backdoor.

Sadie's eyes widened and her jaw dropped to the floor upon feeling Roland's girth invade her, nearly tearing her sphincter with its size even at a slow pace. The vixen got on all fours and lifted her hips for the bear, nearly doing the splits to allow him to continue forward. Roland placed one hand on the floor next to her head and the other on her shoulder, then used the leverage to push himself the rest of the way in.

The tip of the bear's enormous dick was at odds with the vixen's rectum, having traveled so far in as to bend parts of her lower intestine slightly out of place. "Oh, fuck!" Sadie screamed beneath the bear's hulking figure. "It feels like I fit a fucking 2-liter up my ass!"

Ethan crawled underneath her and slid his reptilian dick into her smooth, loose cunt. It had been opened a tad wide for him, but he didn't mind the excess lubrication. Dean stepped in front of the vixen and reached down to tickle her chin, letting her admire his hard tiger cock flexing in front of her nose. "You know what to do with that pretty mouth," he said to her, and when she opened her jaw wide enough he grabbed her by the ears and thrust his hips forward hard enough to knock a chair over.

Tammie was having the time of his life receiving so much oral attention from his pair of current lovers that he'd barely noticed all of the action his wife was getting. He felt Vince roll over underneath him until the Dalmatian lay flat on his back, still sucking and licking along the goat's shaft. Seeing Vince's hard canine cock between his legs and his tail wagging so patiently was too much for Tammie to ignore, so the goat leaned down on all fours and gently took Vince's cock in his mouth at a 69 position. He'd often fantasized about the taste, but in reality it proved even better than he expected and the femboy was soon bobbing his head back and forth on it fast enough to make himself dizzy.

When Tammie bent forward, Nathan took the opportunity to bury his face in the boy's curvy rump. He stuck his tongue and fingers as far past that sphincter as they would go, eventually able to wriggle three at a time down to the last knuckle. "Vince, baby, could you help me out here?" asked the ox to his boyfriend while pumping his stiff bovine rod with his free hand. "I think she's ready, but I gotta be too." The Dalmatian took a pause from Tammie's cock and slid out from under the goat slightly, opening his jaw to its limit as Nathan pressed his cock into the canine's mouth. He slowly slid it into the back of Vince's throat as the hound met it with a gurgle, and the ox caressed the side of Vince's neck with his hand softly. "There ya go, pup."

When Nathan finally pulled free of Vince's mouth, the Dalmatian gasped and coughed momentarily, then sucked on the goat's smooth balls and thrust his hips upward to begin fucking Tammie's face. Nathan stood up above Tammie and slid his wet cock between the goat's buttcheeks, hotdogging the effeminate male before inserting the tip into that tight rim. Tammie gurgled in the midst of Vince fucking his face, and when Nathan's huge veiny cock had buried itself inside of him the goat saw stars floating in front of his eyes. The pain was immense, but the pleasure was more powerful in the end. Nathan began thrusting faster, and each time he made it to the hilt his cocktip bashed Tammie's prostate as if it were a punching bag.

Vince took a break from pumping his hips so rapidly against the goat's face, and Tammie slid his lips off of the canine's cock with a trail of drool connecting the pointy tip to his lips before he began coughing for air. The ox's cock ramming into his boy-cunt sent Tammie into a more sensual mood than he had seen himself getting into that evening, and the sight of Vince's spit-covered cock and balls entranced him. He took one of the Dalmatian's nuts into his mouth, suckling on it loudly before dragging his soft tongue across the dog's smooth taint. Vince moaned loudly and desperately underneath him with his mouth full of Tammie's cock, and the canine eagerly lifted his hips more into the air and spread his legs apart further, hinting that he wanted something.

"What's this?" Tammie asked upon reaching up to massage the dog's buttocks, spreading them apart to reveal the tiny pink pucker between them. "Does the doggie want Tammie to give him a special kiss, hm?" Vince's increased groans and rapidly-wagging tail gave him away, so Tammie obliged the Dalmatian by tracing a skinny finger around the canine's pink hole, then holding those ass cheeks apart and pressing his lips against it and his wet tongue past it. Vince groaned and bent his legs as Tammie began sloppily making out with his sensitive hole, cooing and sticking his fingers in it between licking and sucking on the rim firmly. Nathan picked up the pace of his thrusts, and soon they were pressing Tammie's own cock further into Vince's throat whether he wanted to or not. Tammie tried to hold off his orgasm and kept his mind on deeply French-kissing the dog's ass, caressing and kneading those butt cheeks while he used his mouth to worship the entrance in the middle.

A minute or so into losing himself in the flavor of Vince's ass, Tammie looked up and saw his wife getting her ass fucked into oblivion by the rowdy bear above her, as well as the perverted reptile snickering and humping underneath her, and the tiger who was using her mouth as roughly as he desired. When Dean finally let go of Sadie's hair and let her breathe, the vixen turned to look back at her husband all dolled up in his cute outfit between the other two males, and she licked and kissed up the side of the spit-covered cockshaft next to her face while keeping her eyes focused on her spouse. There was no look of doubt or worry in them; in fact, the goat thought she looked more like a porn star staring alluringly into a camera as if her finances depended on it. In that moment they spent looking at each other despite everything that was happening around them, he knew that he had married the right woman.

Sadie gasped and winced, looking up at Roland above her. "Mmm Daddy, you're making my ass hurt!" she whined, her tongue hanging out of her mouth panting as her rectal walls constricted around the bear's cock.

"Get back to sucking!" Roland growled and grabbed the back of her neck, then steered her open mouth back down onto Dean's cock. The bear rapidly moved her neck back and forth as she gagged on the tiger meat in front of her, and her eyes began tearing up and rolling back into their sockets. Before she nearly passed out, Roland let go of her neck and smirked upon listening to her hack and wheeze. "If you want to make Daddy happy, then just keep being a good slut for me and the boys."

Ethan lifted his hips under the vixen and continued pounding her slightly-loose pussy with his smooth lizard dick. "I think she's finally tightening up for me!" he snickered, reaching up to massage her pair of heavenly tits and run his long tongue over every square inch of them. "You might not get pregnant from me, whore, but if any of our kids were half as hot as you I'd fuck them too!"

While Sadie withstood her nearby trials, Tammie was still busy feverishly making out with Vince's tight pucker, which was now soaking wet and dripping drool onto the dog's stomach and sides. Nathan was still pounding the goat's rear, but even for its painfully massive size Tammie was so engulfed in the paradise of the Dalmatian's ass that he almost didn't even notice. All the while Vince writhed beneath him in pleasure, still taking the goat's solid cock down his throat with muffled groans, and he couldn't be happier to let Tammie continue. Tammie ogled the Dalmatian's wet balls, taint and hole, and his cock twitched madly in the canine's throat.

An idea came into Tammie's mind as he wrapped his fingers around Vince's upside-down cock in front of him, using two fingers from his other hand to fuck the dog's needy asshole. "Hmm, so how should I get this nice doggie to cum?" Tammie asked him sweetly. "Should I finger-fuck your ass and swallow your load, or should I just keep making out with this yummy pussy while I jerk you off?" Vince's groan underneath told Tammie that either option would be perfectly fine for the hound, but then Nathan grabbed the goat by the hips and pulled Tammie away from Vince's mouth.

"I've got a better idea," said the ox while effortlessly standing and holding Tammie in place. The goat had almost forgotten how large and strong Nathan was, looking up and caressing the bovine's thick neck and chest behind him. Nathan grinned down toward the canine on the floor as his cock flexed inside of Tammie deep enough to tickle the boy's prostate. "Turn around, pup."

Vince obeyed and got on his hands and knees, then faced away from them both, lifting his tail and winking back at Tammie. Nathan crouched down once more fully hilted within the goat and guided the femboy's cock toward Vince's wet hole. The ox pushed his hips forward, and the goat felt his smooth cock pop right into the moist opening with little resistance.

Tammie moaned upon the entry, and Nathan kept moving forward until the goat boy's delicate balls rested against Vince's wet orbs below. Tammie's cock flexed within Vince's warm tunnel, and he yelped when he felt the walls contract around his shaft as if it were an actual vagina. He wrapped his arms loosely around the spotted dog's shoulders from behind, and when Nathan began slowly lifting the goat's hips up for another thrust, Vince turned his head and looked into Tammie's eyes before their lips met in a slow and tongue-filled kiss.

Nearby, Roland was making quick work of Sadie's ass as he stood up and held the vixen's knees up to her breasts, plowing her rear hole from below. Her eyes rolled back and she gasped and moaned in a sexual trance, the meaty thuds of the bear's dick drilling into her asshole echoing around the house. Ethan and Dean had stood on either side of her and agreed to compromise, both of their wet cocks rubbing snugly together deep inside of Sadie's stretched pussy. They barely needed to move, as the pace of Roland's thrusts decided the speed at which her dripping pussy engulfed both of their needy rods at once, but that didn't stop them from secretly admitting to themselves that the feeling of their cocks rubbing against each other was definitely helping them get closer to orgasm.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" grunted Roland from behind Sadie as he slammed her pelvis up and down on his thick bear shaft. Sadie could feel squirts of precum shoot out from the tip, and when it began flooding her colon her jaw nearly unhinged and her eyes almost popped out of her skull as she screamed indistinguishable gibberish, holding onto the bear's neck behind her for dear life while she bounced on his erupting member. The Grizzly bear roared loud enough to rattle the China cabinets as he unloaded a solid gallon of sperm into the vixen's ass, his girth barely permitting the leakage of any cum past her sphincter and onto his balls. Sadie came in spurts onto the two males in front of her, soaking their abs and cocks with her love juice while she went into a daze.

Although somewhat startled by the roar, Dean and Ethan followed soon after as their cocks fired jets of their sperm together into Sadie's open cunt, their loads splashing past her cervix and back down onto each other's twitching rods. Ethan placed a hand on Dean's shoulder, the reptile nearly out of breath from the experience. "I love you, bro!" said the lizard.

Dean wrinkled his nose and raised an eyebrow, then pulled out of Sadie when he was done. "Come on man, did you really have to say that right now?"

Tammie was just about at his limit when it came to fighting off the impending climax, and so when he saw Roland unload into his wife he decided to let go and lose himself in blissful rapture. Nathan's massive cock plunged into Tammie faster and faster while the goat continued sucking on Vince's tongue with enamored groans and lustfully flicking his own past the other male's lips. They were soon both moaning into each other's mouths when the Dalmatian came hands-free onto the floor in front of him, squirting his fresh warm load of doggie sperm onto the carpet, and Tammie was so close he could feel every corner of his body come alive.

The goat broke the kiss and looked into Vince's sweet and caring eyes, then moaned loudly when the pleasure built toward its peak. Nathan picked up the goat boy's ankles and began pounding him wildly from behind. With his legs suspended in midair behind him and his chest resting on Vince's back, Tammie filled the room with sweet girly moans when he and Nathan finally came at the same time, the ox's thick ropes of bovine seed splashing onto his prostate while his own cock fired nearly a pint of cum continuously into the Dalmatian's ass. Vince took as much as he could before Tammie slipped out and let a few stray cumshots fly up onto the dog's shoulders and face.

Poor Sadie nearly collapsed like a sack of marbles on the floor when Roland pulled out of her and set her down, thick milky gobs of bear cum staining the carpet in a puddle next to her gaped anus. "Somebody's gonna have a mess to clean up," Roland remarked. "She won't walk straight for a week...not like her husband will notice."

Sadie crawled almost drunkenly toward the bear and knelt in front of him, then cradled his towering messy cock in her fingers and began cleaning it off with her tongue. "Thank you for cumming in my ass, Daddy," she said up to him sweetly before taking one of his massive nuts in her mouth. After a few minutes, Roland pulled the vixen's head away from his cock and began putting his clothes back on. Apparently his wife had been "blowing up his phone" the entire time, so now he was heading home to check on her. The gang waved him goodbye and resumed their lewd festivities.

"Say, Sadie, that new friend of yours looks like a lot of fun," said Dean as he walked over to Tammie. "Well, Nathan? How was it?"

"How was it?" asked the ox as he pulled his thick cock out from Tammie's ass, along with a long strand of his seed which dripped onto the floor. "Dean, we've been sharing girls for a long time, but I don't know if I can go back to pussy after this."

The bengal tiger laughed and looked down at the effeminate goat, who was now panting and resting with his elbows to the floor and his curvy ass lifted high in the air. "Now I'm kinda scared to try her out. Tammie, right? I'm a little sticky from your friend Sadie over there. Why don't you help me ou-"

Before Dean could finish his lewd request, the goat boy already had his lips wrapped around the tiger's messy cock. His cheeks flushed red from the flavor of his wife's spit and pussy juice mixed with Dean's cum and even a sprinkle of Ethan's as well. It was an intoxicating cocktail that stirred Tammie's desire and left him wanting more after he had licked the tiger's shaft clean and gulped down the last drop. Something told the goat that this wouldn't be the last time he agreed to an orgy.

Dean grunted and smacked his semi-flaccid cock across Tammie's face, smiling down at his willing helper. "Damn girl, you give better head than most women do! Hey Nathan, I think you're right. This one has me under her spell." The athletic tiger then turned away from Tammie and showed the goat his round ass, pulling one butt cheek to the side and lifting his tail. "Let's see what else you can do."

Nathan was now reclining on the nearby chair as Vince licked and sucked the bovine's cock clean, and Sadie had turned her oral attention to Ethan, now licking the lizard's sperm from his smooth dick and gulping it down noisily. "Pity you were so stretched out, or I'd be going another round on you," the lizard said to the girl worshiping his balls and shaft with her mouth. The nearby sight of Tammie pressing his face into Dean's rear caught the lizard's attention, so he decided to roll over and crouch in front of the vixen's pretty face. "Maybe I can just jerk off while you eat my ass," Ethan said to her with a chuckle. "Where do you want my puddle of cum to be later when you clean it? Or better yet, where do you not want it to be?"

Tammie was once again losing himself in another male's ass, this time the one he'd caught sleeping with his wife not even a day ago, and already so much had changed. The girly goat pried apart the tiger's dreamy butt cheeks as he made out with the heavenly hole in front of him, sloppily examining every corner and groove with his tongue while keeping his own gaping ass high in the air so as to avoid spilling any of the fresh load the ox had given him. Not only would it save he and his wife some trouble cleaning the house later, it was also reminding him every time it sloshed around in his rear that he had been made somebody's bitch for once, and it was just the puzzle piece he had been missing from his life.

"Tammie, you really are getting into it," said Dean. "You like eating ass that much? I'm not complaining or anything, I mean fuck you've already made me hard again." The bengal tiger began stroking his own dick as the goat boy kept eating him out from behind, wondering where he should donate his next cumload.

Vince had joined in on the new sensation of ass-eating as he sucked on Nathan's rim tenderly, the ox having lifted his legs high in the recliner and already pumping his hard cock in his fist. "Hey, fellas," said Nathan toward the other two dominants in the room. "Where're you thinkin' we oughta do this?"

"I say we decorate the new girl," said Ethan, jerking his rod on his hands and knees while Sadie tongue-fucked his scaly rim. "Me and Nathan go first, then Sadie switches out and does Dean. That way this slut makes it around a little further." Sadie communicated her approval for the idea by giving Ethan's balls and taint a tongue bath, carefully caressing the orbs in her mouth until she returned to French-kissing the reptile's rear.

"That would be fine," said Nathan, standing and moving forward with Vince in tow. "But I've already given her a load. Why don't Dean and I cum on Sadie, and you can have Tammie all to yourself?"

Ethan winced and stood with Sadie's maw practically attached to his ass. "I ain't got time to argue, shit I'm about to cum already!" The reptile then stood in front of Tammie and the goat pulled his mouth away from Dean's ass, turning toward Ethan with a hungry open mouth ready for the cocky lizard to paint his face with a new flavor. Sadie moaned and flicked her tongue deep enough in Ethan's ass to tickle his prostate, coaxing him to blow his load on her husband's face, and the reptile howled out as another orgasm seized him. His scaly limbs tensed up when he came, pumping his fingers up and down his smooth cock as spurts of reptile semen arched onto Tammie's face. Halfway through the orgasm, Tammie leaned forward and took the tip of the cock in his delicate mouth, swallowing Ethan's sticky sperm and giving his cocktip an innocent kiss.

Nathan was next in line as Sadie tore her face away from Ethan's ass, almost pushing the reptile out of the way to kneel before the ox's muscular figure. Nathan felt his boyfriend's tongue massage his rectum as the Dalmatian's lips sucked at the bovine pucker, kneading the muscular buttocks in front of his face and encouraging his lover to ejaculate onto another man's wife's face. Nathan couldn't hold back any longer and groaned loudly when his climax hit full throttle, and he pumped copious amounts of sperm from his dick all over Sadie's pretty face and round tits. The poor vixen was a mess but held her mouth open and pushed her breasts up to catch any excess drops, gathering a good amount of cum on her tongue even when a few salty droplets landed in her eye. She squinted and waited patiently for Nathan to finish, then licked up a long strand of cum dripping down his shaft and gulped it down.

"What are you waiting for, Dean?" Ethan asked the tiger. "It's go time, get in there!"

"Not so fast," the tiger replied. "Tammie and Sadie are a hot mess, and I think both they and Vince deserve to cum again too. Why don't I keep myself hard while these three clean each other off?"

Tammie and Sadie exchanged glances, then both agreed to the proposal as Vince had already crawled over next to them. "Then what are we gonna do?" asked Ethan impatiently. "Sit down and start knitting?"

"Idunno about you guys, but my bladder's kinda full from that drink," Dean hinted. "As our lovely hostess mentioned in our group text earlier, it would be unnecessary to walk all the way to the bathroom to relieve ourselves. I'm sure you can work that angle in at some point when nature calls."

Halfway oblivious to the conversation, Tammie and Sadie had already began gorging themselves on each other's messy bodies, licking and gulping every drop of sperm they could find and forgetting whose it might have been. Sadie was scooping a big mouthful of Nathan's bovine seed from her husband's asshole with her tongue and fingers, licking her digits clean but refusing to swallow. She then knelt above Tammie and held the goat's mouth open, letting the fist-sized gob of cum drip slowly from her bottom lip down her chin and into his waiting gullet. Tammie felt his cock fully harden between his legs as she did so, gratefully receiving the messy gift from his wife and swallowing it down. He then licked up the portions of ox seed that had dripped down her chin onto her neck until his mouth met hers in an explosive combination of flavors, a variety of batches mixing together on their tongues and sliding down into their bellies.

Tammie sucked Nathan's most recent donation from his wife's tits, flicking his tongue over her nipples, and then he crawled toward her still-gaping holes to begin the long and arduous process of cleaning her out. Luckily Vince was there to help him and eagerly joined in on the fun. Tammie's tongue prodded his wife's aching pussy as he explored the stretched nethers behind her labia, collecting a sizeable portion of Ethan and Dean's mixed cum in his mouth while jerking his smooth goat shaft back to fruition. Vince was furiously masturbating while he held Sadie's butt cheek to one side and stared into her gaping anal cavity, the light of the evening sun out the window partially illuminating her wavy red rectal walls doused in bear cum. The dog zealously, almost religiously began adoring every inch inside of her warm ass with his tongue and gathered what amount of ursine cum he could in his mouth until he could hold no more without it leaking past his lips, and there was still plenty more.

When Tammie was sure that he had cleansed his wife's stretched pussy of any ejaculate, the goat sat up next to his wife and returned her earlier gesture by gently coaxing her mouth open with a finger and dumping Ethan and Dean's cumloads into her maw so quickly that a large amount of excess sperm spilled onto her cheek. The horny vixen gulped it all down and kissed her girly husband, then turned to Vince who deposited an even bigger amount of Roland's thick bear sperm past her lips. While she swallowed the load that had come from her ass, the dog licked up the rest of the mixed seed that had spilled onto her cheek and spat it into the back of her throat, followed by his messy tongue.

When they had finished that, Tammie turned Sadie over onto her chest and lifted her ass high, and he joined Vince in dutifully scouring the depths of his wife's colon for any trace Roland had left behind. It appeared they would need to make several trips to get it all out, and while the boys' tongues clashed together in their sticky endeavor, they each managed to fit four fingers into her pussy and finger her deeply. Sadie groaned and moved her hips against the eight invading digits while their tongues cleansed her defiled rectum, slowly feeling as if she might have another orgasm before they were finished. They turned her on her back to spit their respective mouthfuls of bear cum into her throat, and she swallowed each load and licked her teeth clean with a final gulp before they turned her back over and proceeded with another round of fingering her pussy and scooping mouthfuls of bear cum out of her ass with their tongues.

"Mind if I get in there?" asked Dean, who had been pumping his cock rapidly the entire time and was now aiming the tip of his cock at Sadie's pussy. Vince and Tammie each reached behind Dean to wiggle a finger in his ass, and they each took one of the tiger's testicles in their mouths as the tiger pressed his cock head past their fingers into Sadie's cunt. He barely made any contact with her pussy, but the boys' fingers probing his ass and their tongues at the base of the tiger's shaft spurred Dean into a powerful orgasm. "Ah, shit!" he gasped as he backed up and beat himself off, haphazardly firing his load into Sadie's pussy which the boys held wide for him, and then finished by gracing each of their faces and tongues with the drops he had left.

"Well that's about it for me, I can't hold it in any longer," said Nathan. The ox stood next to Tammie and let forth a stream of piss from his semi-hard bovine cock, first aiming at Tammie's pretty face and then over at Sadie's two wide open holes, depositing a fair amount of urine in each before the yellow stream trickled to a halt on the carpet beneath him.

Ethan did the same on the other side, spraying Vince's face before firing a concentrated amount of urine into Sadie's pussy, then finished off on the nearby end table which featured a picture of Sadie and her husband smiling together on a camping trip. "Oops, sorry about that," said the lizard mockingly as he tapped his dick on the corner of the table to work the last few drops out. "I didn't mean to get it over there."

Dean's face tightened as he finished off by stepping above Sadie and urinating into her gaping butthole. The yellow liquid splashed off of the other contents inside, a few drops escaping out and down onto the vixen's thighs. When Dean was nearly finished, Tammie took the tiger's cock in his mouth and aimed the yellow fountain toward the back of his tongue. A few stray spurts hosed the boy's uvula as he swallowed them down, licking Dean's member clean after he was sure the tiger had emptied himself.

Vince and Tammie then took turns lapping the mixture of different urine out from Sadie's holes and spitting it into each other's mouths before swallowing it all down. When Sadie's stretched holes sparkled clean with only saliva and the two boys' stomachs were full of piss, she turned onto her back and they both scooted up until their waists were level with her face. The goat and canine faced toward each other and rubbed their cocks together snugly, then lost themselves in a messy and passionate kiss. Sadie took their entwined cocks in her mouth and reached up between each pair of legs, sticking a few fingers in each of the males' holes as they made out with each other.

"Well, looks like this was a success," Dean finally stated as the more muscular males began putting on their clothes. "Good seeing you again, Sadie. I'm glad we had more time today; usually, I'd be running out the door. Glad you brought your friend, too." The tiger smiled down at Tammie, watching the goat make out with the Dalmatian while they both fucked Sadie's mouth. "Bring her again next time, too."

When Sadie's fingers were buried and twisting deep in Tammie's and Vince's holes, the boys both cried out during their kiss and their cocks erupted together in the vixen's mouth. Tammie's slender frame arched as he felt his orgasm take charge, his femboy goat cock erupting jets of semen next to Vince's ejaculating dog cock, both of them firing their load past Sadie's hungry palette. She deepthroated them both and tickled their twitching prostates with her fingertips, savoring the flavor of their mixed cumloads as she sent the two males further into their state of intense bliss.

After the two had finished filling the vixen's mouth with cum, she sat up in a triangle with the other two and kissed Tammie on the lips, dumping half a mouthful of mixed dog and goat cum onto her husband's tongue. She then turned to Vince and met his open mouth with hers, spitting the mixture of sperm into the Dalmatian's throat as her messy tongue danced closely with his. The two males sitting next to her then faced each other and traded each other's cum in their mouths, making out noisily with lustful groans.

A few minutes later Vince had to leave with the other males, so they said their goodbyes and Tammie retreated into the bathroom to begin washing the disguise from his face. Sadie bounced up behind him gleefully and wrapped her arms around the slender goat's chest from behind in an excited hug. "So, what do you think?" she asked her husband while grinning from ear to ear.

The goat dried his face off with a towel and stared into the mirror, inwardly disappointed that he had to abandon his temporary beauty and splendor for such an average-looking face, and yet he caught the beginning of a smile form on the corner of his lip. "I think...I think I'd like to do that again soon."

*****

The chorus of office phones ringing and hushed watercooler chat couldn't have been more boring that Monday morning, and when the males that had visited on Saturday walked past Tom's desk there was no hint of whether they knew him to be Tammie. Either they were just that dense, or Sadie had done a better job with Tom's makeup on Saturday than he'd given her credit for.

"Tom, what's happening buddy?" Dean asked as he leaned on the divider in front of the goat's desk, as was his morning routine. "How was that dinner with your folks on Saturday? Did Sadie go, too?"

Tom had almost forgotten Sadie's excuse for why her husband "would be gone" on that day, so after a pause he replied to the tiger absent-mindedly. "It was fine, and no she didn't. She wasn't feeling well."

"Oh, that's a bummer," said Dean with a practiced look of concern on his face. "Hope she gets better soon. You didn't bring any germs in here with you, right?"

The sound of a throat clearing noisily emanated from the other end of the room, and Dean spotted Linda straightening her glasses toward him with a stare that could freeze a small star.

Dean straightened up and looked back at Tom. "Listen, I'd better get to work. Keep that chin up, okay? Don't forget to smile more often." The tiger leaned toward his co-worker briefly to speak more quietly. "It looks good either way."

The tiger then began walking toward his own cubicle, and Tom sat there for a moment processing Dean's last words. Whether the other males had known about his feminine alter ego or not, life in general was definitely bound to become more interesting.