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They might as well have just called it The Vore Bar. That's what everyone said by now anyway. The kinky activities that took place there were the neighbourhood's worst-kept secret, and yet it remained bustling every evening. Maybe as the only place certain types could play out their fantasies without fear of being interrupted. Or maybe the thrill of danger, of being surrounded by so many wandering, predatory eyes was a thrill that couldn't be denied.

That was probably the best explanation for what the two young boys were doing there on that warm Halloween eve. The room was bathed in orange and green light, while pumpkins carved with wide, fang-lined mouths glowed ominously all around. They were old enough to be inside, at least. The feminine mountain lion and the short black cat stuck together all night, to be safe, so they thought. They'd wandered off the nearby campus and into a place they'd only heard tales about. Staring wide-eyed and naive all around them, catching the attention of several potential predators.

But in the end, it was the pair of horses just a few years ahead of them that caught them. That was earlier in the evening. Now, they were little more than bulges sliding down a pair of massive, throbbing equine cocks.

Holt stood tall, letting everyone get a good look at his rippling body, with his buckskin tone, muscled and thick. He hadn't even bothered to learn the hapless mountain lion's name as he sucked that slim feline down his dick with the sheer pressure of it clenching around his curvy body alone. Just a pair of squirming legs and a tail remained.

As for Ward, a dappled grey stallion, he was seated, not as much of a showboater as Holt but still enjoying himself plenty. He ran his hands up and down his meat as he worked in his prey, feeling the cat's silky-smooth fur massaging him all the way down. It almost made him want to cum right then and there, but he held on tight to the base of his shaft, keeping himself firm and ready for an orgasm that would be so many times more pleasant once he had melted that feline down.

A sloshing thud as Holt forced his prey into his balls, and he exchanged a few grinning glances with some of the faces around him. Of course people were watching. Even if it was the norm here, such a blatant display drew a few eyes. One moment the shy cat had been standing there, and now he was a simple bulge swinging heavy between the studly horse's thighs. Ward followed up by finishing off his meal too, certainly no slouch but taking his time to enjoy every last squirming detail. Kitty was so drunk on musk he wasn't even struggling, simply purring and wriggling his wall all down, spreading those vibrations to the gray horse's sack.

Gloshing around his captive all the way, Holt moved over to the couch and thudded down beside Ward. He offered a fist and the other horse bumped it.

"Told you we'd get some pussy tonight," Holt said.

Ward just chuckled, reaching down to massage at his nuts, while they wrapped tight around the kitty within. Two experienced, lusty stallions like them didn't need long to work over the bodies of the cats they'd chosen. This wasn't the first time they'd done this. Just a few minutes of stroking themselves, and each other, and the distinct bulge between their balls had smoothed over, leaving the both of them instead with just a hefty, jostling load. Every little movement they made, right down to breathing, gave a generous glorp.

A few minutes more, and it was finally time to stop all the edging. They rose and trudged nakedly off to the bathrooms together, their muscled bodies glistening, their sacks swinging and bouncing with every trotting step. There were plenty of admirers along the way, even a face or two that peeped through the bathroom door as the studs slipped in. It was a well-equipped facility, to say the least. And just for the purpose they needed, was a heavy trough that started high on the wall and led down a slope towards a drain.

It was far too heavy-duty to just be a urinal. Nope, it was built exactly for virile predators like the stallions. Holt braced himself against the bathroom wall with a clenched fist, the other hand wrapped tight around his cock. Ward just massaged his balls, letting the throb of his shaft send him over the edge. He bucked and grunted and finally there came a great gush of cream, a fat load of horse cum made thicker and heavier by the kitty he'd melted down in his balls. Holt was moments behind, tossing his head back and fluttering about his thick mane as his nuts went tight and he started disposing of the creamed cat he'd simmered down to nothing in his sack.

The collective mess of the two horses cumming at once sent up a great hazy musk that clouded the air, delighting any of the noses that had poked in. Those horses jizzed a loud, sloppy splatter all down the slippery walls before them, their powerful bodies flexing and going taut all over as they milked out every last drop of pleasure they could get from those two cats they'd taken for themselves. And when the musky gush trickled to a watery close, they puffed, and let their cocks fall limp. All that was left of the felines was the lewd slop draining slowly towards the drain.

Holt turned back around with a grin as he panted, expecting to see an audience gathered. He was a bit disappointed to see no one there at all. But no matter, he just shrugged and headed back out, Ward following along, both their cocks limp but still swinging about with every step, batting from thigh to thigh.

"What now?" the gray stallion asked his bigger friend, a little out of breath.

Holt paused and looked back, hands on his hips. "Don't tell me you're ready to call it a night. After it's already going so well?"

Ward shrugged. "Didn't see much else out there I was overly interested in. How about you?"

"Same ol'. But you gotta be patient. A show like we put on, and eventually we'll attract- well hey there."

He stopped mid-sentence to acknowledge the presence of two very large ladies standing entirely naked before the both of them. The first was an all-black dragoness, covered in firm, glistening scales, standing about the same height as Holt and wearing a soft, sexy smirk. She was built thick, but juicy, in a near-perfect mix of strength and curves. The stallion had never even seen a lady with muscle like that, but she balanced it out with a massive set of breasts just bouncing right in his face like that.

The second of the pair didn't quite match the dragoness in terms of sheer thickness, but the busty bat certainly shared her colour sheme. She too was pitch black all over, from her face to those broad, leathery wings that immediately caught Ward's eye. Her fur was so smooth to look at, and so dark, barely reflecting any of the club's lights. Only her golden eyes glowing at him let him know she was really there, and not just a shadow. They kept him gazing at her face for a good while, though eventually he couldn't help but stray south and admire her broad, refined curves. The kind of perfect he'd never actually laid eyes on in person.

"Boys," the dragoness simply said, by means of introduction.

The stallions had stopped dead in their tracks, and they were motionless. Most of them anyway. Their cocks were nearly in sync as they twitched, filled, and began to rise back up to position.

"Ladies," Holt answered back, only missing a beat or two.

The bat just smiled to Ward, revealing long teeth but still looking ever so cute. He almost wanted to just hug and snuggle her instead of fuck her. But, well, the more he stood in her presence, the firmer he got. Especially with that certain scent invading his mind. Radiating off her soft fur, and from the leather of those wings. Rich, and full of pheromones, but more than just that. Not subtly feminine, but rather outright musky. It made his scalp tingle just to stand there inhaling it.

The dragoness too, had an exotic scaly scent to her that was making Holt's mouth water. He was rarely a generous partner in truth, but the longer her inhaled of her warm air, the more he wanted to get his tongue upon her. The image of her silky-shiny scales rubbing all over his tongue was running through his head on repeat and it just wouldn't stop. So the dragoness fluttered her violet eyes and smiled to him.

"Care to follow two sisters somewhere quieter?" she asked in a low, sultry voice.

"Sisters? Nice." Holt wondered how they could actually be sisters, but he wasn't going to argue. "Why not right here?"

The dragoness simply chuckled. "Oh, trust me. For what we have in mind, there can be no interruption."

Ward gave his friend a look. "I'm fine with that. Don't know about him. I think he prefers guys."

Holt just shrugged that off, and grinned again. "Shut up. Definitely yeah. Kinky girls. I bet you have all kinds of fucked up little ideas."

"Follow us and find out," the bat said, reaching for Ward's hand and clasping it firmly. Much more firmly than he expected.

"Got names?" Ward asked as he was tugged along down a back hall, away from the pumping music.

"Of course. Call me... Lily. And her, let's call her Jezzy. But names don't matter right now." The dragoness swished her tail as she moved, but she paused to reach back and take Holt right by the cock. "You're just meat to us, after all."

"Heh. Dangerous thing to say in a place like this."

Holt's gait was slightly staggered, given just how firmly that reptile was pulling on him. But he maintained his tough exterior, not letting on just how imposing he found Lily, with her muscles and that certain look in her eyes he couldn't even decode. But he figured if she turned out to be planning something, he could handle whatever she threw at him.

The women led the studs along until they got to what seemed like a dead end. Just as Holt opened his mouth to ask what the deal was, Lily tapped three times on a hollow-sounding section of the wall, and it swung open on its own. From within poured a hazy blend of incenses and natural, sexy aromas. Someone had been having a good time in there, but for the moment it was empty.

Holt trotted right inside, not that he really had a choice with those fingers wrapped around his dick. Ward looked in, at the black and white bedding, the mist floating through the air, and the stark, bare walls, and he hesitated. He wasn't really sure why. Something about that room, and just how it didn't seem to be a part of the main club at all, made him worry.

Jezzy saw that and just stepped close to the dappled stallion. She let her soft breasts press up against his chest, squishing them down gently, and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He felt a tingle run down his spine, and some little hairs stand up on his neck as she leaned in close and whispered gently in his ear.

"Don't worry about being nervous. I'm a little nervous too. But maybe, if we just push that away, we can have a great time? Together?"

She ran a hand down his arm and then squeezed his hand. He flattened his ears, speechless. All his following along with Holt's every plan, all his putting on a confident, masculine front...

Jezzy whispered even softer into his ear, and then bit it. "You won't even have to lead. I'll just... do what I want most. I like it when a guy let's me just... use him."

And with that he nearly crumpled on the spot, his knees giving a wobble. Not only could she sniff that bit of vulnerability right out, but she -liked- it. Ward didn't even know what to say. He was so used to being pushy, dominant, controlling. He glanced to Holt a moment, as if for approval, but the other horse wasn't even looking their way. So he just nodded, even though she hadn't asked a question, and that made her pull back with a sweet smile and kiss him on the nose.

"Good. Relax, horsey."

Holt was quite surprised to find himself outright overpowered when they got to the broad bed in the middle of the room. Lily shoved him down on his back, and his immediate instinct was to rise and grab for her, try to roll her over and pin her. But she just caught him by the wrists, moving faster than he could even see. Scaled arms flexed taut, bulging with muscle, and she shoved him down again, holding him there, just staring into his eyes a bit with a grin spreading across her fangy mouth.

He did his best to appear unimpressed. "Heh. Pretty tough, huh?"

Lily didn't answer. Instead, she slowly worked herself atop him, seated right atop his middle. That meant his cock throbbing up against her back, dribbling pre down her scales to her thick ass, sleek and shining under the erotic, violet lighting. Despite his scoffing, he did gave a grunt as she settled even more weight back onto his middle, leaning back, stretching her legs out towards him. All to allow her to extend those big, scaly, long-clawed feet at his face, scales already glistening, a sheen of sweat upon them giving a hazy huff of her sweetly feminine yet thick musk.

Holt wasn't immediately responsive to those toes wiggling in his face, just turning away, about to voice a complaint about how he wasn't 'that kind' of guy or whatever. But the longer her draconic scent lingered in his senses, the more willing he was to give it a second thought. He was still going to get laid, after all. What could be the harm in giving her what she wanted, at least for a little bit? Her scaly feet had such a nice scent to them, and that must have meant they would taste even better...

He looked for Ward, trying to see if the other stud was laughing at him for getting 'owned' like that. But it was much the opposite. The grey horse was staggering back, barely keeping his balance as Jezzy forcefully kissed him on the lips, clutching him tight with a hand on each of his cheeks. Holt could hear the wet smooches from where he was, and Ward looked like he couldn't even hold up to them. Eventually, he too was pinned to the bed, with the big cute bat pouncing right atop him, squeakily giggling with excitement.

Ward put his hands up, and soon was met with her thighs as she scooted over top of him. She went ahead and sat right on his chest, trusting his powerful pecs to be able to support her juicy rump, with her little tail twitching. He got even more of a noseful than Holt, in that position. Jezzy's pussy was smeared, puffed, thick with juices and musk as she dripped down onto his neck, and then his chin, coming closer. She bounced a few times, wobbling her backside and her breasts up and down, and she didn't even wait for him to start licking. There was a squelching, splorching sound as she shoved her sex right against his lips and started grinding on him, making a great big mess that poured down his cheeks and into his splayed hair below.

A second or two to adjust, and he was pleasuring her. He closed his eyes as he did it, groaning out at the taste of hot, gushing, dripping, sweaty, musky bat. She was so much bigger and stronger than any girl he'd ever fucked before. And yet she seemed so innoncent, like she was just having so much fun riding his face. His tongue was thick and strong, and he dug it in deep, getting as much of her flavour pouring into his mouth as he could, his own cock pulsing hard and outright shooting pre onto the leathery surface of her outstretched wings.

As the sloppy slurps and schlurps beside him pretty much gave him the go-ahead to do whatever he wanted, Holt finally just tried to raise his arms and grab onto one of those offered dragon feet. But even that wasn't possible, as she pinned them beneath her knees and shins, keeping them right in place no matter how much he flexed and strained. He snorted at that, still somehow thinking he was in charge, but he acquiesced to her musky scent at last. Slowly at first, not wanting to seem too eager, just dragging his tongue along the scaly surface area of her soles, from heel to toes and then between them where the sweat gathered thickest. One or two good long licks like that, and he was throbbing harder than before. Maybe ever before.

He was enraptured before long. Hypnotized by the taste of scaly feet. Kissing them, sucking on them, slipping her toes into his mouth and swiping off every last drop of dragon sweat he could possibly get before she just swapped to the other foot and let him start all over. Worshipping her, without even pausing. Without even a regard for his own pleasure, for once. The only thing that could briefly snap him out of his trance was a collective cry of bliss just beside him.

Jezzy was outright fucking Ward's face, splattering juices all over his features until he was soaked right up to the ears. And that was before she milked herself to an orgasm, rubbing her clit against his tongue and lips over and over again. The gush was so potent that it could have probably been heard outside. It was a juicy, messy, lewd squirt all over him, as she humped and bounced and jiggled that cute ass of hers all through it, rutting him right down into the bed with alarming power, like she was trying to put him right through it.

Holt quickly turned his attention back with the addition of another something rubbing against his face. The tip of the dragoness' tail wasn't quite the usual scaly point like he might have expected. Somehow he had failed to notice that fat, veiny cock dripping thickly on the tip of it. Had it always been there? Well, either way, it was grinding along his features, imparting greater, deeper musk to his senses and keeping him from complaining. No one did that sort of thing to him. He wouldn't allow it. And yet there he was, giving it a sniff, a lick, and then a slow, deep suck after a while.

She didn't let him suck on it for long, instead drawing it back and slipping it right between his thighs, prodding firmly at his vulnerable hole and making him snort. He opened his eyes, but before he could say anything he just gave a yelp of surprise. And fear.

The dragoness had changed since he had last looked at her. Certainly still the powerful, sexy creature who lured him to bed in the first place. But now so much more intimidating. Her uneven fangs curved sharply over her jaw, even with mouth closed. Her eyes burned a frightening red, glowing in the low light. Her horns had grown longer, and curved beside her head in a complex pattern of spirals. Smoke billowed from her nostrils. And through it all, she simply glared at him.

Jezzy too, was much less soft and cute when Ward wiped away her juices and opened his eyes. He saw her smiling down at him, gleaming four long, sharp fangs. Her face was sharper, more predatory, and she too had an intimidating red shine to her eyes. She slid down until she bumped her butt against his cock, and then reached back to take a double-fisted hold of it, rising up high and pressing its tip to her pussy, just rubbing back and forth a few times, flinging flecks of juice around as she did so.

"Don't worry," she said. "I told you not to be scared, didn't I?"

Holt was squirming plenty, still under that musky spell but not quite so much so that he was ready to just let her fuck him with that tailcock. Lily gave him a low chuckle as she continued to tease his ass with it.

"Feisty. Confident. Too proud to take a dick he knows he wants." She licked over her lips. "Good. Those are my favourite types to feed upon."

His answer came stammered and somewhat muffled by the feet in his face, where they remained grinding along his nose and cheeks, and clutching at him. "W-what? What the hell..."

At that, Lily just tossed her head and chuckled, baring her many nasty fangs. The sight of them all, shining and wet with drool like that, made Holt shiver.

"Foolish little herbivore. You're in our realm now. The both of us, we're going to suck you dry. Everything you are, or ever will be, will be a part of us."

Ward listened to that speech with increasingly wide eyes. Jezzy just giggled as she leaned down to boop him on the nose.

"Yep, it's like she says. Sorry! Well, not really. It's a lot better if you just relax and let yourself enjoy the good parts. Part of you wants this anyway, yeah?"

She rubbed hard against the pre-spitting tip of his cock, letting it spread her folds just slightly. He didn't know how he knew, but he got the feeling that as soon as he penetrated her, there would be no going back. For the moment, he remained tense, his jaw set, his eyes wide. Afraid, but... what other option did he have but to give in to her? Seeing that acceptance on his face, Jezzy squeaked happily and then just plunged down on his cock, taking the entire thing into her depths without a moment's pause, all in one hard, sopping wet motion.

If Ward wanted to protest, or even to scream for help, he couldn't. He was too busy crying out in pleasure as her sucking, squeezing tunnel enveloped every single inch he had to give. Girls were never able to take him that deep. It simply wasn't physically possible, given how hung he was. Yet she did it without flinching, tapping her puffy lips against his balls as she began to ride him. Hard. She stretched herself across him and took him by the wrists, pinning his arms. And if he had any free will left, she snuffed it right out by wrapping him up warm and tight in the pleasant leather texture of her slightly sweaty wings, trapping his body against, and beneath her own.

Holt wasn't getting it nearly so easy, but it wasn't that his situation wasn't pleasurable. That tailcock felt amazing pushing up his rump, which only made it all the more embarasisng for him. Even with mortal fear on his mind, he still thought about is wounded pride. Lily didn't care for it one bit, just rubbing her feet all over his face as she started to fuck him deep with that muscular tail. She could feel how tight he was, feel how this was a forbidden pleasure for him. He'd never admit how much he liked it. Right until the very end.

Ward could not at all last when he had the powerful bat wrapping him up like that, milking his cock with her pounding pussy. She seemed to have no regard for her own well-being with how hard she slammed down on his meat like that, but it didn't even make her flinch. Now and then she cutely squeaked, but it was just a sound of pleasure as her powerful inner muscles clenched and worked over his shaft, making it go rigid, tighter, hotter, outright bulging with a powerful load soon pushed through it to jet deep into her depths. Into her womb, or so he thought, but it just felt more like it was vanishing entirely into her limitless, clenching insides.

And as he cummed inside her, he felt strange. The pleasure surged through his head, but he also felt an odd strain. Like his body was too heavy to even pick up. Maybe he was just drunk on her pheromones, he thought. But she was feeling heavier on his hips, and his arms weaker and weaker. It took quite a lot of progress before he actually realized what was happening. The longer he spurted his seed into her, gone far beyond a regular size orgasm by then, the more she drained from him.

And not just cum, though she had already swallowing up enough with her cunt that she ought to have been bloated. She remained as soft and curvy as ever as she squeezed him and squeaked to him and forced him to just keep filling her. And for every gush, every blast, he was a little less. A little weaker, a little leaner, as his muscles softened and became just soft flesh, and then were nothing at all as he grew skeletally thin.

Through it all, Jezzy was growing bigger. Thicker. Curvier. And more muscular as well. She still looked cute to Ward, even with her fangs and her growing size. But she was getting blurry as his orgasm stretched to over a minute and made it hard to even stay conscious.

Holt could only nicker in protest as he felt cum gushing up his backside. He squirmed beneath the big black dragoness, but she was simply stronger. And his squirming stopped abruptly when she opened those jaws and came descending towards his face, replacing her feet with a gaping maw while she filled him with demon seed. She wrapped up near his entire face in teeth and lips, and began to suck.

It gave Holt such a strange feeling. Like he was being weakened with each suckle, something immaterial being outright taken from him as she began to gulp. Soon she was in a steady, pulsing rhythm as she fucked his ass full of cum, gushing and gushing, and she swallowed down something invisible, yet definitely there. It felt like she was simply stealing his breath at first, but it was more than that.

And when he tried to squirm again, he found he wasn't even able. Nothing was responding, and the weight of the heavy reptile sitting on his belly was growing to be almost crushing. He managed to raise his arms just a little with great effort, and they fell upon her lower back, sliding down to her rump. Even there, he could feel her flexing and bulking up, right under his fingers as she layered on extra muscle and curve, stealing it all away from him until he was like an empty plastic bag, vulnerable to even a slight gust of wind.

Holt tried to gasp, but he just got out a wheeze. He felt like he was going to simply collapse inwards on himself. He was a limp bunch of skin, barely held up by muscle and bone, with a belly stuffed with an inordinate amount of dragoness cum. There was no more muscle or fat to thump that cock against, and so Lily pulled it out of him at last, letting him leak as he twitched there on the bed. She let his face go as well, and just stared down at his gaunt features with a great grin of fangs.

"Any last words, dumb muscle, before I snuff you out of existence entirely?"

"Please...let me go..." he rasped, straining just for those few words.

"Mm. How boring. I'd hoped for more than just begging. An offer, maybe? But then, I doubt a mind like yours could interest me anyway. Oh well."

With that, she raised her tail like a scorpion, and struck. That cock was as big as his sunken face by then, and she swiftly began shoving him down it, feeding him into her thick tail to bulge towards its base. Gulp gulp gulp, it was nearly effortless as she squeezed and compressed his weakened form, dragging him towards her heavy rump, made heavier by his contributions.

When the last of his hooves disappeared into her tail, and the bulge got squeezed into her broad, black belly, she simply sighed, and then licked her chops. He was already a shell, and so his last living traces would be easy to digest, and spread out through those scaly curves and muscles, gone forever just to feed a hungry succubus' appetite. It was what he deserved, Lily thought to herself.

Of course, there was still another stallion in the room. Less and less of him by the minute, as he shook and whimpered with overstimulation at that point. There was cumming a long time, and then there was simply being robbed of seed. It had grown firmly into the latter category, and his voice was high and frightened as he begged her for mercy.

"Please stop... I can't take it... I'll give anything..." he grunted, voice cracking as he sunk in on himself.

"Oh, you'll give me everything in the end!" the bat cheerfully replied. "Your body. Your mind. Your soul. All of it gone in a wet bat pussy!"

That she could so happily announce his impending fate made it all the worse, but she did finally let him breathe. She pulled off of his cock, and it didn't even take long. She'd even stolen the size of it, added all that girth to her curves, converting inches to pounds of plush bat pudge and muscle. As for his dick, it limply flopped to the side, not even reaching his hip as it laid there in withered, shrunken form. Useless.

He coughed and choked as he tried to catch his breath, but it was impossible. He was too weak to even breathe steadily. As she moved over his chest once more, pushing her sloppy cunt into his face, he snorted out and whimpered one last thing.

"... You told me... not to be afraid..."

Tipping her head, she just grinned wide and gave a giggle. "Aww! Don't worry! Soon you'll never have to be scared again. Enjoy being mine, sweetie!"

In any other context, those sweetly dominant final words might have turned him on. But he was just a limp, defenseless husk. Not even able to put his hands up to defend himself from her approach as she pushed her pussy lips against his face, and began to squeeze. His softened, weakened form was easy to manipulate and squish down into her folds, with power like iron to drag him in without even having to shove.

Slorping, sucking, squelching, she slid him up between her thighs with a long, lingering sigh of pleasure. Not even quite a moan. He'd grown so small, so frail, he wasn't even a big meal for her cunt. The sheer strength of her inner muscles pulled him all the way in, making her pause and jump just a moment at his still-firm hooves, and then he was gone. Into the unknown depths, squeezed tight and bathed in her highly aromatic juices, and soon melted down to become simply more of them.

Jezzy turned to her sister and licked over her lips, smiling brightly. Lily simply moved over top of the sweet demon bat, and swept her tail around to penetrate her flooded pussy with that bulging tailcock. They could fuck for real another night. Right then, it was simply an unloading. She plunged in hard and buried near half her tail inside the bat, and pumped just a few times.

After that, she growled, and Jezzy screamed as she was filled with an excess of demoness cum. She responded with a clench and a squirt just as potent as the one directed inside of her. The result was a spraying mess between the two of them, matting fur and smearing scales, rising high with steamy, pheromone-infused scent, as they sweated thick and rubbed all over each other. The sheets and mattress below were soaked beyond repair, marked forever in the scent of lusty, needy succubi as they climaxed in screeching or snarling ecstasy, filling the room and the hall beyond with musk.

And once they were done, they could only slump, only press close and cuddle tight, affording themselves at least a moment of rest for a job well done. Two young, sinful souls. Eternally consumed and part of their bodies. Making their busts expand, their butts grow thicker. Those muscles grow even bigger. That just meant they were even stronger for next time, to hunt and lure in and then finally overpower absolutely anyone they could possibly want. No one was safe from the demonesses' seduction.