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This story was written as a £15 Coffee-shop commission for Burgabandit. It contains sexual acts between a male and a herm, both consenting adults. :3

A Friend's Favour

Snap hadn't quite understood what Kate meant when she said she was lending him to a friend for an evening as a favour. He'd quizzed her about it of course, the were-donkey wanting to know if she meant that he was going to be helping the other person out with some physical task like moving apartments or something along those lines. But every time he asked the other donkey what he was going to be doing when that evening finally came, she always seemed to have something else she needed to ask him. A topic of conversation to which they could be hurriedly diverted, or, on more than one occasion, simply taking Snap's mind off it by reaching down, removing whatever garments she had been wearing on her lower body, and pointing at them insistently until Snap succumbed to his constant desirous temptation for that woman's beautiful body.

Now however that night was upon them. Kate had dropped Snap off at her friend's place, leaving him standing and blushing outside the door of their rather nice looking suburban home. He hadn't even had the chance to knock, or rather to summon up the courage to do so when the door was dragged eagerly open before him, and then... then Snap knew exactly what his lover had meant. He knew exactly how he was being loaned to Kate's friend.

Not as a strong individual capable of assisting in manual labour.

Not as a guy with skill and expertise in certain areas that could prove useful to a layperson.

He should have suspected. Or rather, he should have known that the suspicions which had first crossed his mind were likely to be accurate. He was here as nothing less and nothing more than a pet for his lover's friend. A pet for the night to come... and one to whom the chubby herm tigress to whom he had been leant clearly intended to make the most of every last moment of her ownership.

He was greeted at the door by her naked body, a thick and throbbing cock hanging between her legs, dribbling pre-cum and flexing urgently as she looked him up and down. There was a dull buzzing emanating from beneath the pair of heavy balls hanging behind her cock and even as their eyes met for the first time the tigress let slip a heady, desperate growl of lust as she cranked up the dial of the small remote control in her right hand, a wire leading from it down between her legs.

"Take off your clothes, Snap."

Her voice was thick with desire, overloaded with an abundance of pleasure and yet desperate desire all at once. She didn't move from the doorway. Didn't flinch at her own nakedness being exposed to anyone who might have driven or walked past at that moment, and equally showed no sign of letting Snap in until he was already disrobing. And to her delight, as much as it was to the were-donkey's own dismay, he actually obeyed.

His shirt, his pants, everything but a string vest and his boxer shorts were off before she giggled and stepped back from the door, eyes lingering on the swelling bulge in the male's underwear as he raced in and slammed the door purposefully behind himself.

"Come on. I'll show you my bedroom."

She turned, cock swinging and exposing the male's gaze to her ass, not to mention to the visibly damp and matted fur of her thighs, even now glistening with fresh trickles of arousal running down them. She led the blushing and semi-nude were-donkey up a flight of stairs, through a home that was beautifully decorated and well kept, into a bedroom that looked like it could have come right out of a magazine. A pristinely made bed with sheets printed with flowers and trimmed with lace. An oak wardrobe and dresser. A large full length standing mirror with ornate brassy decorations upon it. A wicker ottoman at the foot of the bed with a cushioned lid. A standing lamp with a tasselled shade. Florally patterned curtains, already drawn despite the light still shining outside.

Snap took all this in in a matter of seconds, in the length of time it took for him to walk over to the edge of the bed beside which the tigress was now standing.

She smiled at him warmly, and gestured to the bed itself.

"Lie down. On your back."

Still blushing, still very much aware that he'd not spoken a single word to her and had yet to hear her actually introduce herself... he knew her name of course, Kate had at least shared that with him..., Snap did so. Or rather, he began to do so before he felt a hand upon his wrist and a growl not given with force or anger, but certainly desire. He looked back at the tigress, blushing as she shook her head and nodded towards him.

"Take off your clothes and then lie down on the bed. C'mon, Snap. Don't pretend like you don't know what's about to happen here."

He swallowed thickly, not knowing whether to tell her or not that in all truth he really didn't know, though he suspected he could guess in more general terms. Nevertheless, knowledge of what was to follow or not, the were-donkey still did as he was told. He took off his clothes before the naked herm's hungry gaze, blushing and snorting with bashful excitement as he exposed his thick and eagerly throbbing shaft, oh so slightly larger than the tigress' own. Then he sat down upon the edge of her beautiful and pristinely made bed, laid himself flat out upon it with face tilted towards the tigress but belly and cock both pointing up to the ceiling, and he waited.

The tigress looked at him for a few moments. She purred loudly, twisting the dial in her hand one final time until the device to which it was connected began to buzz audibly. With her other hand she reached down, grabbed her cock, and began to stroke. The tigress moaned in greedy, gleeful pleasure, and as Snap moaned helplessly back she scrambled up onto the bed to join him and without another coherent word straddled the male's flushed and wide-eyed face.

For a few moments Snap found himself staring up at the tigress' pussy. Her legs rested either side of his face, but she didn't sit all the way down quite yet. She knelt there hanging over him, giving the were-donkey the perfect view of her nether regions quivering and convulsing visibly in pleasure. Snap could see the wire of whatever small vibrator was inserted into the tigress disappearing into her, he could still hear the low, deep buzz of it working hard, and now he could see its effects. Feel them, drop by drop landing upon his face. He let loose a grunt of pleasure, and instinctively found his hand reaching for his cock.

"Aah... fuck... t-that's hot. You love that don't you, Snap? You love jerking off watching my pussy. How about I give you a proper taste, hmm? Would you like that?"

Snap groaned mindlessly and wordlessly once more, but that seemed more than sufficient for the tigress. With a loud cry of her own she unceremoniously began to tease and tug the vibrator out of herself, and perhaps ten seconds later with a loud buzzing slurp a small egg-shaped plastic capsule popped out from between the feline herm's lips, a more abundant trickle of her juices flowing out immediately in its wake. No sooner had she ceased experiencing the vibrator's pleasure though, her hips fell. She pressed her pussy urgently down upon Snap's face, and it was a voice muffled by the thick flesh and soft fur of her damp thighs that the male heard her addressing him once again.

"Get that tongue to work. I... a-aaah... if you want me to let you keep jerking off, I want to know that you're making me feel every bit as good as you're doing yourself!"

And to his credit, that was exactly what Snap began to do. He began to eat the tigress out, huffing and moaning into her damp depths as his tongue flicked repeatedly across her swollen clit before delving into the interior of her nether regions. He listened to her muffled moans. Felt her pussy squeezing around his tongue as he pressed it deeper and more firmly inside of her, and shuddered happily, working his own cock faster and faster as he tasted the rich, potent liquid of her arousal running down over and into his mouth.

There came a moment however when the control of his own body began to shift. The tigress didn't stop him from pleasuring himself, but joined him in doing so. He felt one of her hands reaching out to aid him in stroking his cock, and before long felt her leading every stroke, pushing him to greater extremes of pleasure with her outside touch until he let his own hand fall away and she alone was now masturbating his drooling shaft. And after that, with practically all control now handed over to the tigress, it wasn't long before Snap felt the rules changing around him.

He gasped loudly and rather unhappily as the damp pussy upon which his muzzle was rather eagerly feeding was pulled up and away from him, briefly craning his neck forward until he heard the tigress' lustful giggle.

"F-fuck... you're eager. So, you wanna keep eating me?"

The were-donkey nodded and grunted loudly. She giggled again, murmuring in dissatisfaction.

"I want to hear you say it."

Snap groaned in desperation, but obeyed once more.

"Please. I... I want to eat you. I want to make you cum... w-with my tongue. Please, let me..."

He gave a happy cry as the herm's body seemed to begin descending once more, rocking back and forth so that at moments her beautiful plump ass was hovering over his face, and other moments her swollen balls and the base of her shaft, one hand a constant blur upon its length as she masturbated both herself and the buff were-donkey in unison. She remained hovering just out of reach however, and made one final command with a moan of her own obviously desperate need.

"S-say my name. Beg me... beg l-like the needy pet I asked to borrow from Kate tonight."

Snap whinnied in humiliation, but at the same time he felt his cock flex and strain within the herm tigress' grasp more lustfully than ever. He arched his back, threw back his head briefly before staring hungrily up at the quivering cheeks of the tigress' backside once more, and cried out to her.

"A-Annabelle! Please, l-let me... let me eat you! Please, s-sit on my face aa-aahh... and make me make you cum!"

He heard a frantic, giddy shriek of joy from the tigress in answer, and then... then she landed on his face. Then his muzzle was pressed between the plump, soft cheeks of her ass, and he was licking. Tasting. Tonguing not her pussy any longer, but her backside. It didn't matter though, for the more he tongued her the faster and more eagerly she masturbated him, and thus before long the lust-stricken were-donkey was eagerly and feverishly rimming the tigress with all the haste and eagerness he could muster. His hands were reaching up to squeeze and caress her cheeks as they quivered upon his face, and there were even moments when he found himself almost seeking to pull her down tighter, more urgently against him.

Of course, there came a point where breathing began to become an issue. When between his slurping strokes and teasing explorations into the tigress' back passage with the tip of his tongue Snap realised that his lungs were beginning to burn, and that when he tried to suck down fresh oxygen instead all he felt was his nostrils being pressed down upon by the soft fur and hot flesh of Annabelle's cheeks. Rather than trying to push Annabelle off of himself though, Snap instead found himself working harder to pleasure her. He sucked down what little oxygen he could, every last little bit of it laced with the scent of the tigress' rich arousal, and worked as fast as his body would allow to bring the tigress the satisfaction she craved.

The more he pleasured her, the more he felt her writhing and thrashing astride him, the harder she pressed down. The more urgently she rocked and bucked and wriggled her ass tight against his face. At the same time though he could feel her hand moving so very quickly upon his cock, and hear through the quivering flesh of her thighs louder and more desperate moans and whimpers and mewling cries of lust. He had to believe that she was getting close, because he sure as hell was.

"Snap!"

And then it happened. He felt the entire weight of the chubby tigress fall upon him. Her legs fell slack, and any small fraction of a space he had left from with to draw breath was irrevocably sealed. He heard Annabelle scream his name not once, but several times amidst shrieks and roars and curses of joyous pleasure, and as he struggled not to pass out with his tongue still buried inside the tigress' squeezing ass, he felt a gush of liquids surge out over his neck and the upper portion of his chest, and yet more ribbons of thicker and equally warm liquid lash out over the lower portion of his torso, indeed some of them reaching out as far as his on throbbing, straining cock.

There was no doubt in his mind that Annabelle was cumming, and it was for that reason, imminent oxygen deprived unconsciousness or not, that Snap continued to pleasure her. To work his tongue in and out of her rump as she writhed and bucked and wriggled herself against his face, right up until the moment where half through purposeful stimulation and half due to his own oxygen starved delirium the were-donkey found himself in the exact same blissful state as the tigress he was rimming.

A breathless, pleading gurgle emerged from between the feline herm's buttocks, and as Annabelle pumped her own cock with juices gushing from both her male and feminine depths she felt, and watched, and squealed in joy as like a fountain Snap's cock joined her in the heights of orgasmic rapture.

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By the time they were both sated, by the time Annabelle lifted her ass up and granted Snap the chance to draw breath, he was almost too exhausted and oxygen starved to consciously do so. His first breath was ragged and frantic, spots floating before his eyes as he hovered on the verge of blissed out oblivion. Somehow he clung to consciousness though, and as fresh oxygen flooded his bloodstream soon afterwards his eyes managed to re-focus, his face flushed and muzzle panting for more reasons than just need of air in the wake of that phenomenal orgasm.

He felt Annabelle's paw finally leave his cock, only to playfully rub his rounded belly and spread the mixture of both of their cum into his coarse fur. At the same time, breathless herself, she whimpered to him.

"T-that was incredible. You were incredible. S-such a good pet..."

The were-donkey shuddered and blushed, oddly and genuinely proud of the compliment. He kept on shuddering though, this time in bashful delight, when Annabelle addressed him once again.

"So good that I'm gonna give you a choice. If you want, we can have a break. Relax, cuddle a little grab a drink of water before... well... before whatever comes next. Or..."

Snap tensed up, not nervous but rather desperately eager.

"Or you could eat my ass... my pussy... whatever you want, a little more."

The were-donkey didn't say a word in answer. What could you say to an offer like that?

Instead, he simply lifted his hands from his sides. He moved them, trembling and with his chest still rising and falling heavily thanks to his rapid breathing, to the tigress' thighs, and settled them upon her pillowy plump flesh.

Then he pulled.

He tugged her down. Down against him, and within moments felt her weight upon his face, and the lips of her still dripping, hot and swollen pussy spreading apart around his tongue's intruding presence.

He felt those same thighs squeezing around his head mere moments later in eager gratitude, and from a fair distance away as he began to slurp and struggle for air once more, he heard Annabelle moan words that made his already crimson cheeks flush brighter still.

"O-ohh god, Snap... Kate's a lucky lady!"

By Jeeves

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