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Opal stretched out on the large plaid blanket she had brought, enjoying the heat of the sun on her feathers. It was a perfect day to relax at the park- barely a cloud in sight, the perfect temperature, and only a few people running around and playing. She had brought a book, and would no doubt crack it open and enjoy getting lost in it's pages in just a little while, but for now she closed her eyes and simply basked in the perfection of the moment.

Her basking was rather ruined when a Frisbee bounced off her beak. The jolt forced her eyes open and she shook her head in surprise, sitting up to look at the disk now sitting in her lap, just covering the tops of her long black boots. She looked at it confused for a moment, until a voice knocked her out of it.

"Shit, shit, sorry sorry I missed my catch, are you ok?" An otter jogged towards her, looking properly ashamed for having disturbed her. His dark shadow soon blocked out her sun as he came to a stop before her. She looked at him and rolled her eyes.

"I was doing better before you hit me." She grabbed the Frisbee and held it up accusingly. "Watch where you're throwing this would you!" She offered it to him, expecting that to be the end of it. He took it from her, but instead of letting her go back to her blissful isolation he just stood there, blocking her sun with his body. She took a closer look at him. He was at least cute, his dark fur matching his brown eyes. Soft, a little chubby for an otter but not really fat. He was looking bashfully at her.

"Um, any way I can make it up to you?" He asked, rubbing the back of his head. "I really am sorry."

Opal considered it. How could he make up for rudely interrupting her? A slight jangle interrupted her thoughts as, on the park path, an ice cream cart trundled by. "Get me an orange creamsicle and we're good." She decided. The otter nodded and hurried off as Opal lay back down to enjoy the sun.

He returned a few minutes later, sporting a pair of ice creams in place of the Frisbee. He handed one to her, then sat down beside her. She sat up, taking her ice cream and looking at him, deciding whether to be annoyed at his boldness or to appreciate it. He met her eyes and smiled. "I'm Ollie by the way. Nice to meet you."

She nodded back to him. "Opal."She tore the wrapper off her ice cream, handing it to the otter, to Ollie, who stuck it in his pants pocket and then did the same with his own. Appriciate it, she decided. After all, the nearest trash can was several meters away, and she didn't want to get up.

"Won't your friends be missing you?" She asked after taking a few licks of her frozen treat.

"Nah, I told them I had to do something so it's fine." He waved his hand dismissively.

"Oh, you're planing to do me?" She said accusingly, staring intently at him.

"Oh, er, that's not- I didn't mean."

"Oh so what, I'm not sexy enough for you?"

"I just mean, you're really pretty but we just met and all, I wouldn't think that you wanted anything like that, not that I'd be opposed just it isn't what, I mean..."

Opal laughed as the otter's ears turned beet red and he stuttered out his confused apologies. Definitely appreciate. He's adorable. "Relax bud, I'm fucking with you." Ollie looked down, still blushing as she chuckled and ate some more of her ice cream. It was already starting to melt in the hot sun, so she made sure to slurp it up quickly. When Ollie finally glanced back, she decided to screw with him more, moaning softly around the creamsicle, as she pushed it in and out of her mouth. His eyes grew wide and he looked down again while she laughed, half expecting him to leave out of sheer embarrassment. A quick glance down told her that him standing up would probably only cause him more embarrassment, his pants were tenting considerably, and a small dark spot left her no doubt that her teasing was really getting the otter riled up.

She felt a bit of dampness in her own pants too. It had been a while, and while she hadn't been expecting anything like this to happen today, her mind was already imagining the possibilities with the cutie. His fur looked so smooth, but still nice and soft. She bet it would feel amazing. She reached out and touched it, stroking his head, his cheek. Bet won.

"Um, hi?" Ollie was meeting her eyes again, looking very interested in her touching.

"Hi." She said, still petting him. "Hey Ollie, how'd you like to get inside me?"

"Um, you mean here? In public?"

"There's a little hidden spot in the trees, right over there." Opal pointed. "Wanna get a little privacy?" The otter nodded quickly and took her hand as the stood together.

Five minutes later, Ollie was pressed against the trunk of a large tree as Opal held him up, beak pressed to lips as they kissed furiously. She moaned as she tugged her loose shorts down over her boots, kicking them away. "Fuck I need you inside me."

"Then let's get me inside you." Ollie replied, his hand pressed against her underwear, feeling how wet it was. Opal reached down and with a loud ripping sound tore the thin cotton away from her, tossing it to the side. No time to take her boots off, she needed this too badly now.

"Take off your clothes." She commanded, setting the short otter back down. Eagerly he tugged his pants down, exposing his hard cock. He didn't pull them off, instead grabbing Opal gently, pulling her down. She let him, laying on the soft dirt beneath the tree, spreading her legs wide to give him a good view of just how ready she was for him. The thought of that cute otter curled up in her womb was utterly intoxicating. He crawled forward, on top of her, and she grabbed his shirt and pulled it up. He seemed confused at first, but raised his arms and let her strip it off him. His bare chest was cute, not overly muscled, a little pudgy like the rest of him, but warm and soft to the touch.

He giggled slightly as she fondled him, not stopping her. Instead he grabbed her thighs, lifting them up, and started lining his hard cock up with her soft lips. He grinned down at her as she reached to hold his cock, but instead of guiding it in, Opal lifted it up. "No. Save that for the main event."

"This isn't the main event?" He asked, cocking his head to the side. Opal grinned back at him.

"I didn't say I wanted your cock in me, cutie. I want you in me. All of you, curled up inside me." She started gently stroking his cock as she spoke, as he clearly started growing nervous. He didn't run away though, as understanding dawned on him. That was a good sign.

"I... you... we just met!" Ollie stammered out, his body going rigid as he realized the danger he was in.

"And you made such a good impression, I want to make you mine forever already." Opal said, meeting his eyes. "I want to feel you sliding inside me, filling me up properly. I promise it'll feel good, from the moment you push yourself into my pussy, to the last moments as I scream in orgasm and you dissolve away it'll feel good. For both of us. You want to make me feel good right?" She started stroking him faster. "You want this inside me, right? Well I want it too, I want this and more." She squeezed him and moaned, then let go. "Take off your pants, your shoes. I don't want them inside me. Or leave now and always wonder what it would have felt like. What I'm offering though, I promise you won't have any regrets."

Ollie stood still for a moment, his eyes darting from her face to her cunt and back. He gulped hard, and then started to kick off his shoes. "Good boy." Opal cooed as he stripped for her. "Such a good little cunt-snack you'll be, I could tell." Soon the otter stood nude before her, looking down, looking defeated except for his beet red ears.

"Hey, don't look so glum." Opal said, sitting up and grabbing him. He looked at her and she smiled kindly. "Plenty of guys would die to be where you are. Several have, and I promise you, they all died happy. You wanna be happy right? You wanna feel good?" Ollie nodded shyly. "Then stop moping around and get in here." She roughly tugged his hand down, almost pulling him off balance to fall on her, and pressed it against her lower lips. She flexed her muscles, and her pussy opened up easily to allow his hand entry. Then it clamped shut, holding it there, massaging around it.

"Oh, oh fuck." Ollie moaned as he felt her sex start to squeeze him, start to gently but surely pull him deeper in. He pulled back and she pushed for him, letting him pull his hand back out of her. He held it up to his face, looking at it in wonder, seeing her copious fluids coating it. "That felt..."

"Amazing? Sexy? Divine." Opal preened and grinned at him. "It feels even better when it's not just your hand, you know?"

Ollie nodded and knelt down, pushing his hand back into her. He moaned again as the tightness came back, and he held it there for a few moments, enjoying the sensation of being wrist deep in Opal's pussy before he pushed his other hand to join it. Opal moaned as he did, reveling as she was finally starting to feel herself be full. "That's it. Keep going cutie." He obeyed, pushing his arms into her, both of them moaning and groaning as he entered her.

His face was soon pressed against her entrance, and he lifted it to slurp at her lips where he could reach around his own arms. He fount her clit and started to lick it, suck it, before Opal grabbed his head and forced it back down, then shoved it inside her. "Sorry bud, but if you make me cum, everything speeds up, and I don't think either of us want your arms to dissolve before the rest of you is even in me." She flexed, pulled, and then moaned as he was sucked a few inches deeper into her. He wiggled, trying to get himself in deeper, and Opal moaned as she felt him slurping at her insides. His mouth found her g-spot and attacked it, either he hadn't heard her warning or he didn't care. Opal groaned and panted, wanting to let him work, wanting to cum already, but needing him inside her fully before the end. After indulging him for a few moments, she pulled again and he found himself too deep inside her to lick and slurp at her most sensitive spot. His smooth fur was still gliding along it, but that she could handle.

She breathed, focused, and recovered before the next tug. His arms were in her womb already, opening the way for his head to follow. Another tug and it did, the otters hips wiggling as the stuck out from her pussy. She laughed and stroked gently at his ass. Then she reached under him, grabbing his hard, dripping cock in her hand and squeezing it, stroking it. "You can cum, you know." She said as she pulled again, making sure the tip of his cock was pressed against her. "You can cum as much as you want in there, though I'd wait just a few more seconds. Ready bud? One... two..." Instead of saying three she flexed, and the first few inches of the otters cock, as well as the start of his wide ass, were inside her. His whole body stiffened at the sudden increase in pleasure as he entered her, then he started trying to hump. His feet pressed against the ground outside, but all they managed to do was push him deeper into her. She grabbed his ass, squeezing it for a moment before reaching lower to fondle his balls.

"Good otter." She moaned as he shoved himself deeper into her. Her own arm was pulled into her dripping cunt as she kept playing with the otter's balls until she felt them tighten as he came in her. Then she pulled her arm out, moaning as his tail lashed side to side as Ollie came, feeling absolutely wonderful as it spread her lips out one by one. He lost his leverage as he half jumped into her pussy, and she smiled at the sight of his legs and tail poking out of her. She grabbed his legs and gently pushed, pulling with her snatch to finish him off. His feet vanished into her, followed by the last little bit of his tail. She grabbed it and pulled it so it slid against her clit as it was drawn into her, moaning at the last external sensation Ollie would provide. One it vanished, she replaced it with her fingers, pleasuring herself as he finished being sucked into her womb. He explored, feeling his new home, rubbing against it with his face, his paws, and his still hard cock. She rubbed at her belly with her free hand, loving the feeling of him moving beneath her feathers. Her shirt was pulled up over her stuffed womb, far too small for her new, temporary size. She gasped and moaned as she felt herself getting close to orgasm, then swore and forced her arm away. She'd used this clearing before, when she needed some solo relief at the park. As far as she knew, it was totally private. If she left a bunch of bones here, however, it would certainly attract attention she didn't want it to have. So would she, if she carried them to a garbage can nearby. The park wasn't empty enough for her to get away with that.

With a groan, she stood, and found her discarded shorts and tugged them on, as much as she could fit them at least. She gathered up Ollie's clothes too, stuffing them into a small hollow under a tree root. Hopefully they'd stay undiscovered until she could come back with a bag for them. She considered heading to the toilets and rubbing Ollie out there, but park toilets weren't exactly the best place to enjoy yourself. Her home wasn't that far, just a short bus ride away. She glanced at herself- other than the clothes she just looked pregnant. Close enough for a short trip. She patted her filled womb. "Well Ollie, congrats, I'm taking you home." A reply came back, muffled by her body, she couldn't make it out. "Don't worry, you just keep enjoying yourself. Though maybe stay quiet, ok?" He didn't reply again, but still squirmed inside her. His movement only increased as she walked back to her blanket, draping it around herself to hide her woefully inadequate clothing. I should start bringing some bigger clothes in my bag, just in case, she thought as she started heading towards the bus stop.

She wasn't the only one waiting for the bus. An old dog woman smiled broadly at her, or more accurately at the large belly under her picnic blanket shawl. "Oh, you look just about ready to pop!" she said, reaching out to touch. Opal glared at her, but she didn't even notice. She did stop before actually touching her though, and asked "Do you mind if I..." Opal snorted.

"Sure, heck maybe you'll feel him kick or something. He's been really active lately." The old woman pressed her hands and face to Opal's belly, then laughed.

"Oh you weren't kidding, he's having a real party in there huh?" Indeed, whether in response to their words, the woman's touch, or Opal squeezing around him, Ollie give a burst of activity for them. Opal bit back a swear as pleasure washed through her from his movements, grabbing the bus stop pole to stop herself from falling over, even as she sat on the bench. "Oh, I'm sorry deerie, was I leaning on you too much?" The old woman pulled back, still smiling.

"No, no, you're fine." Opal smiled. "Just, uh, ready to get this guy out, you know."

The old woman nodded sympathetically. "I remember how that was. Well, not long now." She said as the bus pulled in.

"Yeah, he'll be done real soon." Opal said, standing and boarding the bus. She groaned when she saw how full it was, but three different men in the front smiled and stood up, giving her a choice of seat. She glanced down and smirked. She felt a little guilty stealing a seat when she wasn't really pregnant, but heck, he was certainly heavy to carry. She accepted one graciously, the old woman taking one of the other offered seats before the bus headed off. She started rubbing at her belly again as the bus went. Normally Opal would be offended by a stranger touching her so much, but it felt really good. Ollie seemed to agree, squirming around much more excitedly as he was caressed from the outside. She was pretty sure he had already cum twice, but whatever his count, he was certainly still enjoying himself. Opal let her mind drift as she enjoyed him too.

"He's really strong." The old woman said.

"Not for long..." Opal replied dreamily.

"W-what?"

"What? Oh, hey, this is my stop!" Opal stood quickly, glad to leave before the old woman could ponder her mistake. She hoped the wet spot she left in the seat wouldn't raise too many questions either. She rushed out of the bus, her apartment building mercifully close by. The door slammed behind her as she headed into her bathroom, leaving clothes scattered around as she hurriedly discarded them. She lay in her tub, hiking her legs up over the sides as she pressed her fingers deep into herself, moaning unashamedly as she worked.

"Last call." She moaned out, rubbing at her belly as she masturbated. "When I cum, you go." Ollie hadn't been still before, but at her words he started squirming far more vigorously as he tried to squeeze another orgasm out before hers ended him. He'd been a good womb stuffer, so she tried to be good to him. She tried to hold back, and let him finish enjoying himself. It was so hard though, it all felt so good, and she was so fucking horny. She felt him jerk suddenly inside her, and decided that was probably it. That was probably good enough. She only lasted a few more seconds, before pleasure overwhelmed her. Her pussy quaked, her womb churned, and everything felt amazing as Ollie's flesh quickly dissolved inside her. To quickly to hurt- the last thing he felt would be the final moments of his orgasm. Not that Opal particularly cared in that moment. All she knew was that it felt amazing to have him die inside her as she came, a flood of juices leaving her cunt as she did. Her fluids were soon joined by something solid, something that felt incredible as it slid slowly out of her. She kept rubbing at her clit, feverishly masturbating as Ollie's clean, white skull pushed its way out of her, followed by the rest of his bones too thick to be easily dissolved by her womb. She gasped and leaned back her head to shriek loudly as she came again, her body twitching as the otter's bones slid out of her.

Eventually, the flood stopped. Opal lay in the tub, panting, surrounded by the bones of her latest lover. Her twitching hand fell away from her sex, landing instead on the otter's skull. She gently patted it a few times. "Good boy." She murmured, barely realizing she was doing it. She smiled. Unwilling to move for now, she lay in the tub, looking over Ollie's remains. Definitely a perfect day at the park.