Shore Leave
Disclaimer- this story contains mature scenes not for the viewing of minors. Fara Phoenix is copyright property of her creator.
First story here, so feedback is appreciated. Hope you enjoy it.
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The planet hung before Fara like a marble in space, growing larger as her ship sped onward. The vixen smiled to herself - after all she'd been through lately, a little time off would do her good, especially since Fox and the others were taking care of some old loose ends at Paptoon. She had a week's worth of leave, and the recently-discovered forest planet below (known only by its serial number, PF-159) would be perfect.
After entering the atmosphere, Fara looked for a place to land. She spotted a clearing a few miles away and steered her Arwing toward it, then started the craft's automated landing sequence. Once on the ground, she shut down the engines and all non-essential systems, then she studied the proximity scanner and scowled as it reported more life forms than she could count. "Fat lot of good that does me," she muttered, looking around at the dense jungle nearby.
Fara popped the canopy and stretched her arms as she unstrapped her harness, the sunlight warming her exposed fur. It was a nice change from being cooped up in her single-seat fighter - comfortable as her custom-fitted seat was, she had been sitting in it too long, and the fresh air on this forest planet made her want to curl up and take a nap right then and there. But that would be a bad move, she knew - she needed to set up a safety perimeter first. Shaking her sore legs as she climbed out of the cockpit, she grabbed a ration bar and some supplies, and a few sensor pods that she could set up around her ship. They would alert her if anything nasty came her way.
Before long, what had felt warm and pleasant had quickly become oppressive to the vixen. By the time she had set up the first sensor pod, the heat and humidity of the area had become too much, and Fara pulled off her flight jacket, slinging it over her shoulder while sweat matted her fur and soaked through her clothes. She looked down at herself as she paused for a breather - her green shirt was clinging to her body, highlighting her ample breasts. She was tempted to take it off too - after all, there was no one else around to see her. But judging by the formidable thorns and bright colors nearby, the plant life here had developed some rather aggressive defenses, and while the flight jacket might have been a little too much, she needed at least a little protection.
A few minutes later, Fara climbed over a decayed log and found a good spot for the second pod. She reached over her shoulder and pulled it out of her supply sack, set it down on the log and activated it. The red light on top began to blink, and she gave a faint smile. She would be done before too much longer.
Suddenly, the vixen heard a twig snap somewhere to her right. She drew her pistol and examined the area where she thought she had heard the sound. The jungle ferns rustled a bit, and she saw movement. The vixen took aim, ready to pull the trigger the second whatever it was proved hostile. She spotted something moving up the trees, and she gasped when she realized what she was looking at.
The creature was unlike anything she had ever seen before. It looked like a bizarre, giant insect - the thing was covered in large armor-like plates that appeared to compose an exoskeleton, and its head had an oblong shape, almost like a thick banana. But the rest of its body looked almost reptilian. Large jaws protruded from its head, and it had a spiny tail that complemented the large spike like ridges running down its back. However, what surprised Fara the most were its eyes - while the rest of the creature seemed to shift from green to brown, depending on where it was standing, the eyes were almost pure black, and they seemed to glimmer with some sort of intelligence.
The creature gave a chirp and moved further up the tree, then pivoted around to face her. Fara kept her gun trained on it, hoping this wouldn't come to a confrontation. She didn't want to risk getting injured, and who knew what diseases the creature might be carrying.
It leapt to another tree, all the while keeping its eyes focused on her. Fara shifted her position, still ready to shoot. The alien didn't seem bothered by the weapon, however - it likely didn't know what the thing was. After a moment, it crawled down the tree and into the foliage, which rustled as the creature drew closer. Fara narrowed her eyes, her heart pounding nervously. When the creature emerged, she got a good look at its sheer size as it stood up on its hind legs and advanced. She jumped back, pointed at the ground in front of the intruder and fired. The thing yipped in surprise and jumped backward as well. It sensed the tension in the air, and its eyes narrowed for a moment. Then it lowered itself and sniffed at the small crater her pistol had left in the ground. It soon crept over toward the pod, still sniffing curiously.
Fara noticed that the creature was keeping an eye on her while it checked out her equipment. Good - that meant it knew she was not someone to be trifled with. But then the creature turned toward her and rose up again, giving off a chirp and waving its tail back and forth. She found it a most curious display, but she brandished her pistol again when it began to advance, and it quickly lowered itself to the ground. It took one more sniff, this time in her direction, and then turned around and scurried off into the foliage.
The vixen breathed a sigh of relief and went back to her work.
An hour or so later, Fara had finished scouting out the area and had the perimeter network setup. Exhausted but proud of herself, she leaned back against her Arwing. Now she could nap without worry, and she was about to close her eyes and drift off to sleep when she felt it. It wasn't much at first, just a faint tingling, but soon, she felt a familiar warmth rising in her body.
"You've got to be kidding," she muttered as she looked down at herself. She was going into heat. She had known the time was close, but she hadn't expected it to come on so strongly, so soon.
Grumbling, she turned over next to her ship and tried in vain to ignore the sensations. But try as she might to get to sleep, her clothing was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. The vixen decided that she might as well put her needs at bay, even if only for a little while. She really wanted Fox, but unfortunately that wasn't an option at the moment.
The vixen peeled off her shirt and looked down at her white sports bra. It was soaked through with sweat, and her taut nipples pressed firmly against the fabric. She slipped a hand underneath and began to cup and massage her furry breast, and she was immediately rewarded by a jolt of pleasure. Slowly, her other hand moved down to unsnap her pants.
"Ahhh!" she screamed out a few minutes later, her sex gushing its juices all over her hand and spilling onto the ground.
Panting, Fara let herself fall back onto the soft grass. Her voluptuous breasts rose and fell with every breath she took, her nipples still proudly at attention. She brought her hands up and rested them on her trim belly while her tail wagged slowly back and forth in satisfaction. She knew it would be back soon, but she was sated for now, and she could finally get some rest. She closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.
A wind blew through the clearing, moving over the slumbering vixen's form and out towards the trees.
The creature was curious about the strange, furred biped that had moved into his territory. Its smell was foreign, but he could definitely tell that the intruder was female, and that her strange claw was dangerous. He was still checking out one of the strange, shiny objects the female had left, trying to figure out what it was, when he caught the scent. It was the scent of the female, but it was different than before. His brain recognized the smell after a few more inquisitive sniffs, and he felt the smaller plates below its belly beginning to part slightly.
The creature took one step toward the scent's source, then paused and turned around. The instincts of his kind were clear: One could not approach a female in her mating state without an offering of some kind. To do so was to invite an attack, and the female had already proven herself quite superior.
Aided by his ability to change color, the creature had little trouble tracking down his chosen prey. It was a rodent-like creature about the size of a large dog, sniffing through the underbrush for roots to eat. It never saw its death coming - the creature leapt down from the branches above and crushed its spine with ease. Thoroughly pleased with himself, he picked the kill up in his mouth and headed back toward the clearing where he had found the female. She was certain to be pleased with him.
Fara smiled warmly in her sleep. In her dreams, Fox was lying atop her, his hands tracing ghostly patterns over her body as he moved in and out of her. Hitting another peak, she threw her head back in ecstasy and cried out his name. Fox merely smiled and moved his pointed muzzle down to her breasts, gently licking around her nipples and massaging the furry orbs with his paws. She could feel him starting to get close, his organ beginning to throb inside her. Desperately, Fara tried to work herself up to another climax, wanting to peak in time with her lover.
She brought her hand down to rub furiously at her clit while she leaned her head forward to kiss Fox passionately. She felt his cock swell suddenly, and she knew what was coming next. Another orgasm crashed over her as the first jet of his white hot seed splashed against the back of her tunnel, and she cried out his name again over and over as the two vulpines rode out their climaxes together. They remained locked together by Fox's knot as their climaxes faded, and Fara murred as her mate lovingly rubbed her body, sending aftershocks through her. But the touches began to become less tangible, and slowly, Fox himself began to fade away, almost as though he hadn't been there.
Fara groaned as she awoke, realizing that it had just been a dream. She started to mutter a curse about how the universe seemed to be aligned against her, when suddenly she froze, realizing that she was not alone. The first thing she noticed was the freshly slain carcass lying near her feet. And right behind that was the strange creature she'd encountered earlier, its tail moving back and forth like a feral dog's. She screamed and leapt to her feet, afraid that the creature was about to attack her. How the hell did it get past her sensor pods? She should have gotten a warning if anything its size had stepped inside the perimeter! Frantically, she looked around for her pistol, but it was still in its holster, lying on the ground where she had torn off her pants earlier. She considered for a moment whether she should dive for the weapon or move toward it slowly, when she saw the creature push the carcass toward her with its head.
When she did nothing, it reached down and tore off one of the creature's limbs with a clawed hand. It slowly moved closer to her and set the limb down gingerly at her feet, before stepping carefully back again, all the while keeping its eyes focused on her. Fara raised an eyebrow and studied the creature more closely. Was it making an offering to her? Was it giving her this kill? It evidently didn't mean her any harm, or it would have attacked when it had the chance.
She was torn. On the one hand, having something to eat other than ration bars for the next week would be very nice. On the other hand, she had no idea if the kill was edible.
Fara's stomach rumbled loudly, as if on cue. She watched the creature carefully for a moment longer while she moved back toward the cockpit of her ship. The creature stayed put, watching her just as intently, so she decided to trust it for the moment. She turned around and dug through her supplies for her cooking kit, which she would need to see if the meat was poisonous or not.
The creature perked up a bit as the female turned her back to him. He caught a glimpse of her moist sex as her tail swished absently behind her, a small amount of fluid dribbling from its center. Once again, the scent of her assaulted his senses, and he felt himself starting to grow hard again, the plates of his underbelly parting to allow for the growth, though his organ did not yet leave its protective sheath. He felt the urge rise within, but he restrained himself. The female had to present first, those were the rules. He wasn't quite sure why this female was having such an effect on him - he was aware that they were not the same species - but her scent was intoxicating, and it was starting to drive him mad.
The female turned back around, her tail still swishing behind her. He noticed that she held another claw in her hand now, and she was prodding his offering with it. He watched as she nodded and then got something else out. The leg that he had given her was placed inside another one of her shiny things, and soon, he smelled something that was altogether different. It was similar to the smell that accompanied a fire, but without the stench of death. Curious, he leaned in to sniff closer.
"What are you?"
He looked up at the female, wondering what she had just said to him. He chirped and stood up a little straighter, trying to show off his build to her. Females preferred their mates to be strong and capable - it made for better offspring. But she looked confused by his display, so he slid back down. Perhaps he was wrong about her. Perhaps she did not desire to mate. But both her scent and that of his kill were getting steadily stronger, and he could tell that she was starting to get a little agitated. So he would wait a little longer and see if she became interested in him. She kept glancing at him, and he wasn't certain what to make of it.
The shiny object made a strange noise - a long beep that caused him to back away and growl at it. But the object did nothing else, and eventually he approached it carefully, sniffing at it all the while. He heard the female give off a series of short, high-pitched calls, and he looked up to see her shaking and covering her mouth. It seemed to be an indication of amusement. He took it as a good sign that she was not upset with him.
Fara checked the temperature of the meat as she withdrew it from the cooker. She set it down to let it cool for a few minutes, and the creature looked at it curiously, still sniffing. The vixen was still trying to figure out what might have led this strange beast to go and kill something for her. It made no move toward the carcass, but she could see by its body language that it was quite interested in the food. Smiling to it, she tore off some of the meat and carefully extended her hand. The creature seemed confused at first, standing its ground for the moment and not moving toward the food. She shook her hand invitingly, and after a moment it approached cautiously.
As the creature carefully took the offering, its deep eyes caught her attention again, seeming to indicate both disappointment and curiosity. It made no move to eat its food - it just let the meat hang there between its teeth. It was waiting for her to eat first. Interesting. The vixen smiled and bit into the meat - her cooker had done a good job, and the meat was delicious, far better than her ration bars. She chewed and swallowed the meat, then watched as the creature ate what she had given it.
He was becoming more hopeful now. She had accepted his offering, and had even shared some of it with him. Never before had a female done that. He was confused by what she had done to the meat, though - she'd changed it somehow, made it taste better. As he swallowed, he returned his attention to her. He could still see her exposed sex, and the strange growths on the front of her chest were strangely swollen. He resisted the urge to advance - she would offer himself to him if she felt that his gifts were worthy.
The female finished her meal in short order, then sat back against the side of the object that appeared to be her home. He let his tail swish back and forth as he continued to inhale her scent, and after a moment, he took a hesitant step toward her, ready to back away the moment she indicated she wasn't going to accept him. But she kept her eyes closed, and the way the sun beat down on her fur made it glisten slightly. He took another step forward, and this time she opened her eyes, looking back at him. He stopped, hesitating. When she bared her teeth, he started to back away, but then she held out her hand. The creature paused for a moment, not sure what to make of this. She seemed to be beckoning to him, but bared teeth meant displeasure, did they not?
He decided to take a chance and stepped closer. The female reached up and slowly began to rub her hand over his head. The creature's eyes widened, and he gave off a faint chirp. Was this a sign of acceptance? He knelt down next to her, still ready to flee if necessary. Her scent was stronger than ever now, and the look on her face reminded him of the females of his kind whenever they were irritated.
Fara felt her heat starting to rise again, and she grumbled to herself. Why now? Why did it have to come back now? She looked down at her breasts, her nipples now achingly hard and standing out prominently. Her sex was starting to moisten again, and she knew that if she didn't take care of it, it would only get worse. Still, she made an effort to ignore it for the moment as she kept her attention focused on the friendly creature. It crooned and brushed its head against her neck. She noted how hard and smooth its armor-like plates felt - they made her think of one of the massage pads Fox had gotten her for her birthday last year.
She blushed slightly as she thought about how she'd thanked him later that night. She regretted that thought a second later - the memory of her and Fox rolling around in bed, him slowly bringing her to climax after climax, only served to fuel the flames inside her even more. She let out a moan, and she had to fight the urge to cup her breasts and begin playing with herself.
A bolt of pleasure shot through her anyway. Astonished, she looked at the alien, who had begun to slowly and gently lick her neck. She gasped, and then laughed, and it backed away from her for a second. She reached out to rub its head again, trying to take her mind off of her growing discomfort. It was only then that she noticed something: The plates on the creature's underbelly were shifting, and something was emerging. It took the vixen a moment to realize what it was, and that realization made her gasp again.
She looked at the growing shaft in disbelief, watching as it grew inch by inch, until it was more than a foot long. She blinked, wondering how this had happened. Was her heat affecting this creature? She felt her need becoming stronger by the moment as she stared at the organ. The desire to mate was starting to consume her. She chewed her lip as she looked at the creature, watching it step closer and rear up to its full height. She realized now that it was presenting itself to her, apparently desiring for her to offer herself to it.
Fara would later question her judgment, but right now, she didn't care. She needed to quench that heat - it was too strong to ignore. She leaned back and spread her legs wide, lying herself down on the ground. Hesitantly, the creature approached, and she licked her lips as she saw how big around its member was. If that cock didn't satisfy her body's needs, nothing would.
The vixen rubbed her full breasts and pinched her nipples as the creature hovered over her. Her body was beginning to burn with need now. She couldn't help but lick her lips as she thought about that large organ taking her. "Come on, it's okay," she whispered to it, moaning softly as she rolled her nipples between her fingers.
The strange beast leaned its head down and gave a tentative lick at her nether lips. The pleasure shot straight to Fara's brain, and she bucked her hips up toward its mouth. It was apparently pleased with her response, because it - no, he, the vixen corrected herself - continued to rub its large tongue against her swollen labia. The attention felt so good, and she could already feel a climax starting to build deep within. She rolled her breasts with both of her hands, desiring more, needing it, craving it...
The creature continued to lick away at the female's opening. She was jerking around and making it difficult, so he crouched down closer and gently grasped her hips, using his tail for balance. Her taste was odd - less musky than the females of his own kind. Sweeter. He found the taste to his liking, and he continued to lap away at her, hearing her cries growing in intensity. Her tail was brushing against his belly, the soft fur stimulating his shaft even further. Yes, the female had definitely accepted him as a brooding mate. He dragged his tongue up along the length of her slit, enjoying the vocal responses this female made, far more than those he had mated before.
He pressed his tongue up inside her for a moment, trying to reach more of that sweet-tasting liquid that she was producing. Her hips thrashed against his grip, frantically pushing herself down on that tongue, trying to pull it deeper inside her. He withdrew his tongue to better savor her taste, chirping as he drank it down. Looking up the female's body, he saw her starting to sweat heavily, a sure sign that he was doing well in pleasing her. Encouraged, he was about to resume, when he noticed that she was stroking the growths on her chest, paying specific attention to the firm nubs at their centers. It was then that he noticed a similar nub sticking out just above her sex.
"Please, don't stop. I need more," he heard her say. He couldn't understand her language, but the husky tone to her voice told him all he needed to know.
He chirped and moved back down, extending his tongue to lick at the exposed nub. As he had hoped, it got a response - the female let out a loud squeal and bucked again. He licked it again and again, and each time he got the response.
Fara was in heaven as the creature licked at her clit. His tongue was amazing, driving her crazy with pleasure. She could feel herself about to peak as it continued to pleasure her, and she silently begged for him to keep going, desperately needing that release. She cupped her breasts again, trying to drive herself over the edge. So close, so close... she just needed...
The creature licked her once more, and the dam inside of her broke. Her sex began to gush as she squeezed and spasmed, and she screamed out with her climax, pinching herself and trying to make it last as long as possible. Her orgasm was helped along by the continued lapping of her otherworldly lover - the shockwaves of pleasure caused her eyes to roll back, blinding her with lust. More. That was all she wanted.
When the climax finally began to recede, she was left panting, scarcely believing what had just happened to her. She rested for a moment, propping herself up on her elbows. Before long, her heat demanded more, still raging within her at a fever pitch.
She looked down at her new friend and smiled warmly. "Good boy," she murred, reaching out to caress him again. Her hand skirted along his jaw and then upward underneath his neck and throat. He crooned in response and raised his head, exposing more of his throat to her. A sign of trust, she noted.
It was time for that trust to be returned. Fara spread her legs wide for her new lover, and she gently tickled his exposed shaft with the tip of her tail. The creature gave off a different chirp than before - lower, and much more drawn out. Then he stepped over her, lowering his body until it was resting on top of hers. It was heavy, but not crushingly so - he was obviously being quite careful in how he treated her. But more importantly, as far as the lust-addled vixen was concerned, the head of his massive cock was now pressing right against her lips. She knew now that with just the slightest of twitches, it would begin to fill her body like it had never been filled before.
A moment passed, and then she felt the creature begin to slowly hunch its hips forward. The crown of its cock pushed up between her lips and slipped inside her, and Fara's eyes bulged as it spread her tightly. "Ngh!" she gasped in surprise as the creature began to press further, its shaft starting to fill her completely.
Fara was unable to help herself. She felt her lust, her primal need to sate her heat, completely taking over her body. She reached up and wrapped her arms around the creature's neck, rubbing her hands carefully along the spiny ridges that ran down his back. He crooned to her and began to lick at her neck again, pausing as it did so. Though, deep down, Fara was amazed at the level of care this thing was showing to her, the fact that he had stopped penetrating her when she needed that most was rather irritating. She slipped her legs around behind him and locked them together, using them to pull herself closer, and to pull that cock deeper inside.
Her otherworldly lover seemed to get the message, because he began to thrust deeper into her. By now, the massive shaft was a little more than halfway inside her, and the girl realized that this was the deepest she'd ever been taken. A lustful smirk spread across her muzzle as she realized that new things were about to open to her.
The creature, for its part, was surprised. This strange female was very tight around his member, providing him with a pleasure he hadn't felt before. She was also more eager now, humping upwards against him, trying to get him deeper inside. He obliged his mate, slowly pushing his shaft in until he had it almost all the way inside her. He paused again for a moment, letting the female adjust to his size. The tightness he felt around him was similar to what a female of his own species would be like her first time, so he didn't want to risk injuring her. His mate seemed more satisfied with his action now, as she released her legs from around him and allowed herself to fall back to the ground. He looked at her face, inches away from his own. Her eyes were half-closed, her breathing heavy.
"More, please. I want it all." Again, he couldn't understand what she was saying, but he could tell what it was she wanted. He rubbed against her cheek with his own, before pressing his hips against hers once more.
This time, as he pressed himself in, he felt resistance from a barrier of some sort. He pushed against it once or twice, but it didn't yield. He understood that he had reached the end of her tunnel. He began to buck his hips now, slowly moving his member back and forth, in and out of his mate. She responded enthusiastically, her cries of pleasure echoing across the clearing, while her muscles rippled against his shaft and caused similar crooning from him. This female was most delightful, he realized, far more reactive than those of his own kind.
Her hands wandered up and began to rub against his neck again. He was surprised that a female - any female - would be so responsive to him. The rubbing of her hands was strangely sensual, and it fueled his own needs. He kept up his thrusts, moving almost all the way out of her until only the head of his shaft was left inside, and then pushing all the way back in. His thrusts rocked her entire frame, causing the growths upon her chest to bounce in a way that he found to be mesmerizing. He wondered what they were for.
As he looked back up to the face of his new mate, she suddenly moved forward, one hand placed against his lower jaw, and she pressed her mouth up against his. Shocked, he paused for a moment. What was the female doing to him? He could feel her tongue brushing against his mouth, pushing against it like it wanted to go inside. Unsure of what else to do, he opened his jaws slightly. His mate's tongue darted inside and found his, and the much smaller tongue began to brush around and against his. Again, he found it a strangely pleasant form of contact, and he began to wrestle back against it. She moaned into his mouth, and he knew that he was pleasing her. The thought was comforting, and he began to move in and out of her again.
Fara was lost in a world of lust and ecstasy. This wonderful beast had filled her so much with its impossibly large shaft. Ohhh, by the heavens, she was going to have to bring Katt here someday. She could feel her peak rising again as she dueled with the tongue of her lover, her hands roaming over his head as he drove her closer and closer to a second climax. After a moment, she broke the kiss, leaning back and gasping for air, and the creature then did something abrupt - he leaned down and began to lick at one of her breasts.
The pleasure blasted through her mind once more. She felt her muscles tense up, and then she let out a tremendous wail as she came again. Every muscle in her body rippled and clenched, milking away at the creature's mighty shaft. He kept thrusting into her and licking her breast, carefully opening his jaws and completely enveloping the furry orb. Fara threw her head back and let everything around her know what was going on, so great was the feeling of bliss moving through her. She nearly passed out from the exhilaration, but she fought it off. That had been wondrous, but she wanted more.
The creature growled lowly, amazed by what had just happened. He had never known such feelings, but he knew he wanted to experience more of them. He began to speed up his thrusts again - the female seemed to enjoy those more. He kept licking away at the growth too - he was still mystified as to its purpose, but the female enjoyed the attention he was giving to it. He let his hand wander over to her other growth, and he tried to rub it the way he remembered her doing it. She yelped at this, though, and he sensed that it was not in pleasure. He backed off immediately, but she reached up and placed her hands on either side of his head. She applied some gentle pressure, and before he knew it, she was looking him right in the eyes.
"Not so rough," she said. She reached out and took his hands in her own, moving them slowly back down to the two growths. She began to move them around in gentle circles, and he understood - they were sensitive, but he had to be careful. He kept rubbing as she removed her hands, all the while continuing to thrust deeper and deeper into her body. He kept brushing up against the end of her tunnel, and he noticed that she seemed to enjoy the feeling of his shaft bumping up against it. He began to apply just a little more pressure with each stroke, each time making the barrier give just a little bit. He kept a close eye on his mate, making certain that he wasn't going too far. On the contrary, she seemed to enjoy it very much.
Fara was panting again, feeling her heat still screaming to be sated. The creature's cock felt so good in her, moving in and out, neither too hard nor too soft, just the right amount. She could feel it slowly working its way through her cervix, seeking to press right into her most intimate of places. The feeling was so bizarre, yet so pleasurable. Fox might be the love of her life, but this creature was making her world spin in a way he never could.
The creature's member brushed up against her clit as the angle of his thrusts changed. She knew that she would be cumming again soon, but now she noticed something else as well: The shaft seemed to be getting larger as it bucked into her. The head felt thicker and wider now, and the whole thing was beginning to throb. With a squeal of joy, the vixen realized that her otherworldly lover was getting ready to release. Her body began to scream with need - she wanted to feel his seed filling her as deep as it could go. The shaft kept swelling, and she moaned in lust and disbelief as she could actually see the ripples that mighty cock was making against her belly.
She placed her hands against his head and guided it back down to her breasts. She wanted to feel as much pleasure as she possibly could when her lover came. The vixen could now see other signs that it was getting ready to release - its own breathing was becoming ragged, turning into deep pants that pushed its chest against her stomach, and its tail lashed wildly back and forth.
Finally, it happened. She felt the creature's member squeeze through her cervix and into her womb. Once inside, she felt the head expand to twice its size, locking the enormous shaft firmly within. The creature suddenly arched its neck upward and let out a roar, and Fara felt a faint bulge moving upward along its cock. Then, the first stream hit the back of her womb, quickly followed by a second. She teetered upon the edge now, and then as a third burst entered her body, she fell over into the most intense climax of her life. She threw her head back against the soft earth and let out a scream of ecstasy, her whole body on fire as she pulled herself close against the creature. It kept on with its orgasm, its mighty ejaculations filling her with its essence as he continued to thrust forward as much as the vixen's body would allow.
When she regained control of her cries, she whispered to the creature. She wanted more. She needed that seed inside her, needing to feel it filling up her body and quenching her heat. Her tail lashed back and forth, brushing up against the creature's rump once again. Another gush, and then another - the beast just wouldn't stop. Silently, Fara prayed that it would be able to keep going a while longer, for even as she came down from the climax, she could feel all that sperm swimming around inside of her, and the thought made her pleasure rise again. The intense heat of her alien lover was quickly driving her to the edge again.
The creature, for his part, was once more startled by the pleasure coursing through his member. The tunnel of the female kept tightening around his shaft, squeezing it and coaxing more of his seed from him. It tightened again, and he growled as the pleasure reached an almost painful level, followed by another burst of relief. He felt his essence keep moving into the female, and to his surprise, he began to feel the heat moving back against his member. Her womb was filling up completely with his seed, but for some reason, that only made him want to put more into her. He felt compelled beyond his control to completely inseminate her, to empty his stores into her. She cried out again and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. Once again, she pressed her mouth against his and slipped her tongue inside.
Her tightness contracted yet again, and he found his shaft completely locked into place, unable to move forward or back, helplessly caught by her. Their tongues continued to duel, and he traced a hand down her body. He was surprised to find that although he had completely filled her womb with his seed, none of it was leaking back out as sometimes happened with smaller females of his kind. Instead, there was a faint bump in her belly. He reared back for a moment to look more closely. It was faint, not overly obvious, but there was definitely some swelling there. His loins fired two more bursts into her, having still quite a bit left in him, and the creature placed a hand against her belly. The female gasped and bucked down harder against him, her tunnel squeezing him yet again. So, she liked that...
Fara moaned as she looked down between her full breasts to see her belly starting to push up outwards. More of the creature filled her, and she whimpered, closing her eyes and trying to catch her breath after her latest orgasm had begun to fade. Her chest was heaving up and down, and then she felt his large hand begin to rub at her slowly growing tummy. It sent another bolt of pleasure through the vixen, and she felt herself peak again, a high-pitched squeal coming from her. Her lust-addled mind couldn't believe all that was happening. So full of the creature's seed...
Still, she couldn't stop. Her body demanded more. Fara cupped her breasts again, trying to ride the orgasm out as the creature continued to shoot its amazing seed deep into her depths. She opened her eyes a moment later and looked back down at herself. Her stomach was considerably more swollen now, making her look about four months pregnant. Still, her lover kept filling her, chirping every now and again, moving down and rubbing his cheek against hers. Fara groaned at the contact, desiring more intimacy from the wonderful beast. As she pulled him closer to her, she could feel her belly pressing against his hardened skin, and her womb slowly stretching further as more and more seed was forced into it.
Climax after climax crashed over her, each more intense than the last. She was amazed at both the creature's virility and her own body's stamina. She had lost all sense of time, but at long last, she felt its climax begin to wane. The steady, powerful spurts eventually faded to weak trickles, and then it finally stopped. The creature was panting along with her, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. Moaning in disbelief, Fara stared down at her belly, which had swollen to such a degree that she now looked pregnant twice over. The creature nuzzled her with face snout, and she licked the side of his face.
She smiled warmly to the creature as she began to fade, fatigue quickly claiming her body.
The vixen was unsure how long she had been asleep, but when she awoke, the sun had just risen above the trees, and it shone down to warm her. She glanced down at her stomach, still quite swollen with the creature's seed, though not as much as before. She murred softly as she looked back on the previous night's events...
She soon became aware of another warmth pressing against her fur. She looked up to find the creature coiled around her protectively. He was still asleep.
She decided that he needed a name, something she would know him by. After thinking about it for a moment, she whispered to herself, "Feral." She smiled, finding she liked that name.
A few minutes later, Feral began to stir. Once awake, he looked over to the vixen and nuzzled her gently. Fara pushed herself back against him, turning until her breasts were pressed up against his chest. Then she felt something prodding at her from below. Looking down, the vixen saw a trace of redness, and she couldn't help but laugh.
"You want another round, then?" she asked him as she reached up to stroke the side of his head. "I think I can manage that."
Before long, her cries were echoing through the clearing once again.