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Note: Another story, by our good friend, Jeeves, written on my behalf a as part of one of his monthly Pateron Prompts. He was kind enough to let me post it here. This time, we take a turn to the Looney. If you enjoy the story, I strongly encourage you all to please give him a follow on his his SoFurry account, his FurAffinity account, and maybe even consider sponsoring him on his Pateron account, since he is the writer. Remember, he wrote this, not me, so he gets all the credit. I am merely posting it here.

Embracing the Reputation

There were times relatively early on in their_fame_ when both Minerva and Lola struggled with the reputations which they had somehow gained. To paraphrase a veteran of their craft... they weren't bad, just drawn that way.

The mink and bunny had never planned on becoming sex symbols, and when the fan mail had started to flow in with such abundance and in many cases alongside graphic descriptions of just how their fans wished to show their appreciation, it had been a little much to take. It was then that they had found one another, seeking comfort and reassurance from someone who understood that they hadn't sought this out. That they hadn't led anyone on or had done anything whatsoever of which they needed to be ashamed. At first, it had been hard. There were after all still parts of society who absolutely claimed that they were in the wrong. That just because they were women who had dared to put themselves out into a public space without acting demure and dressing like Victorian spinsters, they deserved to be mocked and shamed and harassed to absolute extremes.

But side by side and often hand in hand, the two women soon came to recognise what a small and pathetic minority those voices were, however loudly they might have been amplified by various forms of technology and media. They fought back against the embarrassment and frustration brought on by such comments by reminding one another of the vastly greater number of people out there who revelled in their appearance, and who would either wish for nothing to change about the way they acted, or actively wished that they behaved even more unabashedly brazen in their attitudes. They found comfort and confidence in confessing to one another how liberating they found the idea that so many of the people they met every day would do almost anything in order to hold them. To kiss them. To fuck them. And thus, perhaps inevitably there had come a day when the two of them could contain the excitement of sharing those fantasies no longer, and Minerva and Lola became lovers themselves.

For months they spent days and nights together, wrapped up in each other's arms and bodies. Locked in fevered, hours long sixty-nines grunting and slurping and screaming and squirting over and over and over again as fingers and tongues sought out holes and sensitive, mind-numbingly blissful bodily reaches to assail with ecstasy. Humping, kissing, employing toys and harnesses and pushing their bodies to every known limit of pleasure and pliability and stamina. For months they whispered and dreamed and drove each other wild with increasingly debauched and unabashed fantasies of embracing the reputation they had been so deeply shocked by at first. They conjured forth endless scenarios in which everyday activities would lead to them getting railed in the back of a grocery store, a hotel room, a swimming pool, a coffee shop, for no other reason than someone looked at them in a way that betrayed a fantasy they themselves had once had about Minerva or Lola, only for the woman herself to approach them and whisper gently, encouragingly that if they wanted it to happen, all they had to do was ask.

They never discussed actually doing it. They fantasised and they played and they dreamed, but they never seriously spoke to one another or even confessed to themselves regarding any intention to actually start living out those wild imaginings. And yet, there came a day when fate seemed to declare that this was their chance. Whether they had expected it or admitted to sincerely and tangibly wanting it or not, this was their opportunity to seize at least a glimpse of that debauched reality they revelled in imagining for themselves.

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Lola was at the gym when she saw the woman looking at her in that same way which she and Minerva had seen a million times before, and which the mink took great joy in whispering descriptions of to her in detail while holding Lola in her arms and fingering her vigorously. The lioness was lifting weights across the room from where Lola was huffing and sweating upon a rowing machine, and as their eyes met and Lola was forced to acknowledge the lustful hunger that the lioness was helplessly expressing towards her, she found herself doing exactly as she would have told Minerva she would do in the midst of her sexually fuelled fantasy. She rose up from the exercise machine, and even as she padded across the gym floor towards the strong feline woman sitting there with weights still in hand, though frozen as she stared in awe and lust at the approaching rabbit, Lola reached down and pressed a paw down the front of her own tight lycra shorts.

"D-do you want me?"

She asked the lioness, stumbling over her words and feeling her legs growing weak as she ground two fingers against her clit right there in the middle of the gym, half her mind screaming at her in confusion and shame, begging her to stop, while the other half simply burned with white hot, mindless arousal.

The lioness groaned softly, nodded, and a moment later it was her hand down the front of Lola's shorts right there in the middle of the gym, while the rabbit cupped the larger, stronger woman's face in both her own hands, and kissed her deeply as other figures began to watch, and whisper, and murmur in awed longing of their own at what that gorgeous rabbit was letting the lioness do to her.

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Minerva was sitting on a park bench, sipping on a coffee purchased from a nearby cart and watching some ducks swim around in a nearby pond when she saw the three guys standing around on the far side of the path, whispering to one another and glancing regularly over at her with far less subtlety than they seemed to believe they were exhibiting. They were all young, college students or at least the right age to be for sure, and they wanted her. She could see it from their furtive glances. Hear it in the urgency of their whispers, though the actual words escaped her. She smiled to herself, and reminded herself to tease and pleasure Lola later to the fantasy of her wandering over to them and simply offering her body to each of them in turn, or all at once if they were short on time.

Her smile only faded slightly, replaced by stunned confusion and exhilaration, when she felt herself standing up and walking away from the bench towards the three men. She wasn't out of control, her body wasn't working independently of her mind or against it. She was simply stunned to see herself, to feel herself acting with such forthright confidence and without any real understanding of why in that moment she felt like it was so right. Why it was meant to be that she go back to Lola tonight not just with a fantasy, but with memories to share that would set their worlds ablaze with passion.

"Hello there, boys..."

She murmured tenderly to the trio as they froze and flailed and gasped at one another upon seeing her approaching them.

"Promise me that each of you will make me cum at least once..."

She whispered as she stepped between the three of them and turned slowly on the spot, hands exploring, groping, caressing and teasing with every passing instant.

"...and whatever it was that you were whispering to one another just now, I swear, I'll let you do it all to me."

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From that day forward, their lives were transformed. Word spread, and soon every day, every time they ventured out of their homes Lola and Minerva alike were approached by people who had heard that all it took to have a chance at sleeping with one of the most renowned, beautiful creatures on the planet was asking. And though at first Lola and Minerva didn't always say yes, the more time passed and the more the word of their attitudes spread, the more they felt not only free to say yes, but the more they wanted to. No was still an option, it was always an option, just one that they rarely ever made use of. After all, the kind of people who would ask them for sex in public were more often than not precisely the kind of people they wanted to ask them. People as free and unabashed in their passions as they were.

More than it affected their own lives though, Minerva and Lola soon realised just how much their unashamed sexual freedom was affecting others in the world, people who had never and perhaps would never meet them in person, but were hearing stories and seeing articles, videos about them and what they were encouraging in all those whom they met.

Within months, it wasn't merely a case of Lola or Minerva getting propositioned and fucked publicly whenever they went outside. By then, even if they themselves weren't the intended targets, they saw_someone_ being pleasured each and every time they ventured out anywhere in the world. They saw people of all walks of life embracing their way, and it never failed to make their pussies wet to hear someone screaming publicly in the throes of orgasm, and to know that they were in a very direct way responsible for that person's pleasure not being restrained or denied in any way, no matter the time or the location.

It became a matter of course for Minerva to wander into her local grocery store to find puddles of cum streaking the vinyl floors, and to see customers and members of staff alike sprawled out over the conveyor belts beside the registers, humping and yelping and moaning joyously as they fucked before finally ringing up the purchases and sending the customer on their way with a broad, gleeful smile written upon their face. It became perfectly natural for Lola to walk home after work and see cars rocking in the parking lots, and people pinned up against walls grunting, whimpering, feverishly fucking one another senseless. And the more time that passed and the freer not just Lola and Minerva but the whole world grew in sharing their desires and delights at the drop of a hat, the more wild and uninhibited those public acts grew.

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"Mmnnhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhh..."

Minvera gurgled in sheer bliss as she fought her way through the orgy to the nearest unattended cock, barely managing to close her lips around its length before the horse whinnied desperately and began to unload a copious spray of cum against the back of the mink's throat. By the time she'd finished guzzling down every drop he had to offer, at least half a dozen other people had broken away from their own partners surrounding the swimming pool to try and get Minerva's attention. Of course, she welcomed them all. Kneeling upright, she let a rabbit couple suckle on her breasts as they fondled one another while a tall tiger stood over them, grabbing her lush blonde hair, already tangled and streaked with cum and feminine ejaculate in equal measure, and starting to fuck her face with his barbed shaft. She toppled forward, though somehow managing to keep the existing trio still working at her as someone mounted her from behind and filled her ass with a thick strap- on, eager fingers attacking her pussy to ensure it felt good for her, while two more cocks began to rub against the exposed soles of her feet.

A frantic scream and a bout of intense splashing from the water told Minerva that Lola was still having the time of her life too, and in between bone-shaking thrusts from the tiger at her face she was just able to steal a glimpse or two at the crowded, passion filled pool, and at the rabbit half floating, half held aloft by countless hands close to the shallows of its nearest side.

"More! More!"

Lola begged as three cocks unloaded thick ribbons of seed over her face, pumping two more cocks in a hand each and wailing as they too began to unload over her heaving chest a few moments later. She screamed as those streaks of cum splattering across her body pushed her over the edge, and began to cum hard around the thick member plunging in and out of her pussy, its vulpine owner's agile hands groping at her ass as he held her aloft and continued to plough into her through the high of her peak.

"Mnnhh, y-yessss..."

She gurgled as a beautiful cheetah leaned down to kiss her, and the other woman opened her muzzle only for yet another load of recently expressed cum to dribble forth in a teasing snowball. Lola hungrily gulped it down, and after drawing as deep a breath as she could as she buried her upper body beneath the thrashing water, dragging the cheetah's legs apart and pressing herself between them, determined to eat the woman out until such a time as the need to breath made it an impossibility to do so any longer.

All around the pool complex, hundreds upon hundreds of bodies writhed and bucked and screamed and thrashed in absolute rapture. They did so not just for the pleasure of those two women, but for themselves and for everyone else here. Every person, every body around them was a beautiful and deliciously sexy form just waiting to be touched, to be fucked, to be brought to climax as hard and as fast as possible. And yet much as the orgy would have been going on without Minerva and Lola's presence, for it already had been when they had arrived, everyone here fucked that much harder and came that much more strongly knowing that Lola and Minerva were with them. Knowing that the two living Goddess' responsible for making acts like this possible through their own lack of shame were present, thus urging them on to live up to their example in the best possible ways.

Everyone in the world knew of Lola and Minerva's reputation, and now it wasn't just those two women, nor just a handful of passionate and particularly forward lovers who embraced that absolute freedom to touch, to love, to fuck at a moment's notice whenever and however and wherever they wished.

Now every adult in the world knew that they could, if they so wished, be a part of something so utterly freeing and incredible to experience, just like the mink and the bunny. And now, for all those who wanted to do so, who openly and eagerly embraced that freedom, they did.

Every day.

Everywhere.

Again, and again, and again, with love for anyone and everyone in their hearts and their libidos, but always with a special place in particular for Minerva and for Lola.

By Jeeves