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For Dreixes

By Draconicon

Helmi ducked into the bathroom at the edge of the dealer's den, glad that there wasn't anyone watching this one. It was always just a little awkward when she had to stop and explain herself at the toilets, and worse when there was someone that was looking at her just a little too close. It was getting worse and worse, and while the World-Con was still better about it than some of the places back in her hometown, the horned owl didn't like to have to prove her privilege to enter the woman's bathroom.

She darted in, tail-feathers spread and low, her talons clicking quietly on the tile floor. She did a quick glance under the doors for shoes or paws, and found one that was empty at the very end of the line of stalls.

In and out, in and out.

Helmi tugged her jeans down, having to wiggle a bit to get past the denim past her feathery, broader hips, and she grimaced as she pulled her panties along with them. They scraped her thighs a bit before they went, and as they did, the thing that would get her in trouble popped out.

"Ah...mmph..."

She covered her beak, hoping that her little moan hadn't traveled far. There weren't many in the bathroom, just two others, and one was already on the move. The sound of running water told her that it would be okay, and she lowered her feathered hand back to her side.

Just...was it for this one or the other one?

Bladder biology was always weird for people like her. Herms had two different tubes, and sometimes one was more active than the other. She'd had days where it went down both, or just one, or sometimes it was just indecisive, but -

Finally, it decided, and she remained there to stand and deliver, as it were.

She tapped her talons as she waited for her bladder to be done with its impromptu interruption. Every moment that she had to spend standing in a bathroom was a moment spent more vulnerable than she liked. The World-Con was going on without her, and she wanted to get back out there, back to the panels and everything else, not standing here with -

A sudden creak to her side caught her off-guard, and she whipped her head sideways and then up. She stared at the fluffy face of a lynx looking down at her from over the stall wall, the feline's mouth hanging open in disbelief.

Helmi wanted to die. The owl's feathery eyebrows dropped, and her feathers puffed out in nervous anxiety. It did nothing to hide what was in her hand, though; if anything, that fleshy piece of anatomy was rapidly growing even bigger between her soft digits.

Not here...not here...

"I - you - I can -"

"I know that cock," the lynx whispered. "I swear I - whoa!"

The feline tumbled over, probably losing her footing on the other side of the plastic wall. As the other woman stumbled down, Helmi desperately shook out her dick and tried to pull her pants back up, shuffling from side to side to drag them up her generous curves and back to where they belonged.

Unfortunately, her cock - the stiffening, stupid shaft - had other ideas. It was so hard now that she couldn't even bend it back up to her belly, the feathered balls just beneath it throbbing and churning, almost feeling like they were inflating now that they knew that they had a potential audience. She whimpered, clicking her beak nervously as she tried to push her cock left, right, up, down, any which direction that might make it lie flat enough for her to pull her pants up -

BANG!

But it was too late. She whipped around in fear as the gray-furred lynx stood on the door she'd just kicked down. Her usual justifications jumbled together as she tried to find one that said that she was allowed to be in the womens' restroom, that there was every reason that she was supposed to be here rather than in the mens', that she had a pussy as well as this, and -

"I knew it. You're...you're FatFeatheredDick, aren't you?" the lynx whispered.

FatFeathered - oh, fuck...

Her face could not have gotten more red through the brown feathers over her cheeks, but it somehow felt like it was trying to, burning so hot that she wanted to bury her head in a snowdrift. That name only got used in one place, and she had never, ever, ever imagined that someone that followed her there would find her in real life.

"You're the biggest dick on the site," the lynx said, stepping forward and grabbing Helmi's cock before she could say anything. Her hand was already pumping up and down, stifling the owl's begging for mercy into nothing more than quiet, muffled moans. "Seriously, you said that this thing was nine inches on the site, but this has to be ten, easily. Maybe even eleven. Holy shit. When did you - oh, god, are you..."

The other woman dropped to her knees, and Helmi had her second moment of utter humiliation as her balls were lifted and her pussy was exposed. That was something that nobody else had been allowed to see on the site.

CockComparers, PussyShots, LowHangingDayz: those were the names of a myriad of different websites that exhibitionists posted to, and she was just one of the ones that sent pictures of herself in. Never higher than her stomach, and never lower than her thighs, and always focused on her cock. Her big, fat cock that stood out so far now that it was bobbing up and down over the lynx's back as the other woman stared at her pussy.

"Holy shit. You're a herm. I just thought you were a curvy guy. Well...fuck. Fucking hell, this is...amazing."

"P-please - nnngh!"

She was back to stroking, pumping her cock so hard that it felt like she was back home, jerking off or using one of her toys for the camera. Fuck, fuck that was - that was so much better than just her own hand.

"Please!"

"Oh god, you think that - could I make you cum?"

"I - you can't just -"

"Oh, come on, you gotta let me play with this thing. I'm a top-tier subscriber. I follow you every month. I give you $50 for the best pics. Come on, you owe me. Let me play with this thing, just a bit."

Of course, the lynx was already playing with it hard, pumping it so fast that it was everything that Helmi could do to keep from humping her hand. She couldn't get away, not with that clawed fist around her cock. It was as if the lynx had claimed it as her prey.

Somehow, that only made it hotter. Her cock started drooling as the female feline leaned in, sniffing over the head and shivering.

"Oh, fuck that's better than I ever imagined. That's...that's a real cock, alright."

"Please, be quiet," she whispered. "You could get me in trouble."

"FatFeatheredDick. All mine...all mine to play with...fuck..."

She was obsessed. Helmi had seen it before, but never like this. Predators playing with their prey got it into their heads to be a bit different, a bit more focused and even hyper-focused on the people that they were playing with, but...but the way that she was so focused on the cock...

The lynx was all but drooling, even as she gripped just behind the head harder than ever. The tip flared out slightly, the blood trapped there, and Helmi bit one of her fingers to keep the moan behind her beak. She whimpered as she was pinned back against the toilet, the other woman leaning in and sniffing her, even licking her. The soft little purr that came from the lynx beneath her only made it worse, her breath catching in her throat as her cock was kept captive, teased like mad.

"Mmmph...you gotta..."

"Nnngh..."

"Come on...I need this...this is...the best cock. I've fingered myself to it a hundred times. I do it every damn day. Come on. Give it to me. Give it -"

The lynx's grip loosened for a split second, and whether she thought it might help her get away or whether she just wanted to make the other woman shut up, Helmi did the only thing that she could think of. She thrust forward.

Squelch.

Helmi gasped as she felt the sheer warmth of a throat around her cock, barely believing what she'd just done. She looked down slowly, staring at the red-faced, wide-eyed expression of the lynx who'd just swallowed her cock all the way to the base. It was...priceless, to say the least, and more...more than a little arousing.

"Mmm...Mmmm..."

Was she...oh, that was purring, alright...purring while a fat dick was balls-deep down a throat. Purring and vibrating and - oh fuck, oh fuck.

Helmi slumped forward, her hips pressing even more against the other woman's face, her pudgy bits just over her waistline and along her thighs squishing as she ground herself forward. She couldn't bring herself to pull back, nor could she imagine dragging herself away from that vibrating pleasure.

"Mmmph...mmmph..."

And it didn't feel like the lynx was going to let her. She could feel the faintest hints of teeth at the base of her cock, ensuring that she couldn't pull out without risking doing something to her dick, nor could she drag herself away from the claws that had already wrapped around her thighs. The constant squelch and clench and pull of the feline swallowing around her didn't help, either, and she hissed and whimpered and -

Oh, god, she was close. Oh, god she was close. She panted, half-standing on her tiptoes as her talons bent, her tail-feathers rising up and leaving her gasping for breath. Her hands had to rest on the lynx's head to keep her from falling over and -

"NNGH!"

It was too much. She came, alright, and came hard, her cock pulsing and throbbing as it was held trapped by teeth and tongue. She felt every pulse and every throb that went down her cock, spilling right into the lynx's throat and going down to her guts. Each pulse was followed by a swallow that milked her of more, and more, and more.

Finally, it finished. She pulled back, and the lynx pushed her against the toilet again, palm against her balls, fingers spread around the base of the owl's cock. She reached down to her purse, panting as she pulled out a hundred dollar bill.

"So...how much to be this thing's personal pocket-pussy for the weekend?" the lynx asked. "And the name's Priita, if you were curious."

The End

Summary: An owl with a unique problem ends up finding a unique situation while at a convention.

Tags: H/solo, H/F, Bathroom, Public Bathroom, Molestation, Super-Fan, Lynx, Owl, Prostitution, Oral, Orgasm, Cum, Purring, Embarrassed Top, Power Bottom,