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Littlefoot woke up with a jerk. He gasped and clenched his jaws as his entire body erupted in pins and needles. His limbs shook for just a moment before the feeling faded. In just a couple seconds, he felt as if he had just woke up from a good night's sleep. The last thing he remembered was being inside of Cera, with the three males working them over. Then there was that moment where he felt like nothing existed before something yanked him down. Next thing he knew, he woke up back in his body. The longneck shifted a little and shivered as something rubbed between his leg and thigh. Rolling onto his back slowly, he gazed down his belly at his raging erection. Thick precum was smeared across his belly, and his tip was fully flared.

"Ruby?" he called out, looking around, straining his ears. After experiencing Cera's sharper hearing and smell, his own senses felt dulled. But he was glad to have his own eyesight back. Unlike the threehorn, he could see further than a few feet past his own nose. Moving again, his eyes were drawn back down to his erection, picking out details about his own erection he hadn't noticed before. His nose twitched, picking up his own musky scent. The aroma made his mouth start to water. Looking around again, he listened very closely to the valley around him. Only the plants were moving as a gentle breeze wound through the growth. His nose twitched as he looked around again. He could see a spot that looked like the runner had been laying on. Since there weren't any signs of struggle, she must have gotten up for a walk or something.

Instead of calling out again, he let his attention wander back to the erection that was patiently laying against his belly. Well, it would be a bit embarrassing if Ruby came back and saw him like this. So he should go ahead and take care of it. He squirmed a little and felt his cheeks heat up as he thought about giving himself a blow job He'd done it before, but each time he had to convince himself that there was nothing gay about it. After all, it was his cock, not like he was blowing another dude. Perfectly normal and straight. Right?

Once again, before he could think about it too much, the longneck arched his head forward. He breathed out a moan as his tongue roamed over his tip slowly. At the first lick, his length tensed just enough to let him wrap his lips around it. His eyes closed as a surge of pleasure raced down his spine. A thick drop of precum drooled onto his tongue. The clear stuff tasted like some of his favorite plants, having a hint of sweetness like the berries he loved to slip off and gobble down. Without thinking about it, he began to compare it to the males he'd tasted when he was inside of Cera's body. Mond's pre was saltier, which seemed to enhance how sweet his flesh was. Topsy's was heavier, coating his tongue and throat making that musky flavor stick for a long time. Hyp's flavor made him think of some root vegetables that he ate sometimes. Good, but a bit of a woody aftertaste.

Pulling off his cock, he looked around and licked his lips with a huff. He was tucked into a small depression, with some brush draped over him like a canopy. Wiggling his body back, he lifted his front higher up the depression so he could bend over a bit more. Once he was comfortable, the longneck bull drove his head down again. He took his cock deep into his mouth with a hungry gulping noise. The length flexed and tensed as he slipped his eager mouth down over his flesh. Closing his eyes, he huffed out a breath around his pillar of flesh as he pushed his head lower. Flicking his tongue against his length, he coaxed another fat drop of precum from his flesh. He moaned and pushed his head closer to his groin, letting his tip slip right into his throat for a second before he pulled back.

Before, when he did this, he'd always fantasized that it was some female wrapping her mouth around his length. Usually it was Ali or Ruby doing it. Sometimes Cera would be featured in his fantasies, but things had changed a bit now that he'd shared her body. There were times when he'd have a fantasy with one or more of the older females in the valley. He used to squirm at the thought of them taking him aside and promising to teach him all kinds of secrets.

Now though, things were changing a bit.

As he moved his head over his length, little thoughts began to slip into his mind. Now, the fantasy version of Ali shifted into Shorty. The other longneck smirked at him and drove his hips forward, driving his cock into Littlefoot's mouth. Clenching his eyes tighter, Littlefoot pushed his fantasy back to another train of thought. His nostrils flared as he panted and moved his head faster. Slick lips slid over his length and his cheeks caved in as he slurped nosily around the hard flesh. Drool trickled down his chin as his hips stirred towards his mouth, trying to buck forward to bury more of the length into his wanton maw. He stretched his neck as much as he could, holding his breath as he pushed as much of his cock into his throat as he could. Holding there, he swallowed around it experimentally and groaned as those strong muscles rippled around his flesh.

He froze, cock half out of his mouth, as someone moaned right near his ear and warm breath puffed on his cheek. Opening his eyes very slowly, he immediately spotted Ruby. The runner was kneeling just off to his side. One of her hands was tucked between her legs, fingers buried into her slick slit. She was leaning forward, mouth almost touching him. Her eyes shimmered as she looked at him. He slowly pulled his head back, but she stopped him with a touch. "Don't stop yet. Please, keep going. Keep going please."

Littlefoot nodded and pushed his head down again. The runner moaned and shifted her body to lay against him. Swapping hands, she wrapped her slippery fingers around his flesh and began to stroke him. The runner arched and moaned, as she watched as he gave himself oral. Fingers dove into her snatch and began to pump. Looking up at him, she breathed out a moan and leaned in to lick at his cock's underside gently. He moaned, cock flexing against her gentle lick, and began to move his head faster. As he pumped his head further and faster over his cock, she responded. Ruby let out a lusty moan and licked over his flesh again, kissing his cock, as she began to pump her fingers harder and deeper inside of her snatch. Her fingers trailed over his flesh as he lifted up, coating his flesh with her honey. When he came back down, his eyes rolled back at the taste of her sweet juice on his flesh.

He started to grunt and moan, eyes closing fully as his and groin trembled. "That's it, just like that." Ruby crooned and whispered at him as her fingers trailed over his cock. Those delicate, agile fingers danced down his tower and across his root. His eyes widened as she brushed her fingers against twin bulges, teasing his internal testes. She moaned, rubbing against him as she stretched out, "Oh, they feel so full and ready to blow." Her eyes sparkled as she smiled at him, "Got enough for me to have some?" He nodded as best he could with his cock shoved halfway down his throat. She moaned and smiled, licking her lips as she curled her hand around his flesh and began to stroke him. His eyes clenched tight as he panted, snorting and grunting around his cock as he bobbed his head quickly. Precum was running freely from his tip now, dripping onto his chest and running down his fleshy tower. Ruby arched her neck up and licked over his lips, sweeping up some of the clear pre with a purr.

The sight and feel of her doing that was enough to set him off. The bull jerked and groaned as his cock exploded. Littlefoot gulped down the first shot, having a bit of experience with the flood Topsy had unleashed earlier. He was able to gulp down a couple sprays before the load overwhelmed him and his mouth overflowed. Ruby arched against him and let out a shrill cry of joy, fingers pumping at her slit. He held his head up as long as he could, finally letting it fall back against the soft ground. His cock gave one last spurt as it came out, painting his chest and belly with his thick seed. Ruby was purring against his side, fingers sliding against her insides.

Both dinos laid there for a moment, Littlefoot trying to clam down as Ruby simply savored her afterglow. His eye opened a little as he felt her moving. Ruby leaned over and licked at the strands of cum on his body. Lifting his head a bit, he watched as she cleaned him, a hand sneaking over to stroke his softening flesh. Her mouth slipped up to lick his lip, tongue brushing his lips. "Mmm, tastes like sweet berries." As he blushed, she flashed a grin and turned her head to examine his cock as she made it rise once more. "I've always enjoyed watching others have sex. Was always poking around and sneaking up on others as they rutted." He breathed out a moan and tried to focus as she played with his tip. "Watched people enough times that I started to get turned on by it. Hiding there in the bushes, playing with myself as whoever I was watching just pumped away." She squeezed his base lightly, making his whole length swell up. "Eventually, I just moved in and joined them as well."

Ruby looked at him with a smirk and Littlefoot felt something warm flow from her. The feeling flared warmer as she stood up and moved. He laid his head back as she swung her leg over him and laid against his belly. Her tail swung away to reveal her slit to him as she settled onto his body. Before he could do much more than lift his head, she popped his cock into her mouth. He gasped, eyes crossing as the runner drove her body forward. Ruby stood up a bit and forced her head down, her throat stretching out around his cock. Littlefoot gasped and huffed, body trembling as the pink female managed to take him right to his root. She held herself there, tail arched proudly as her throat rolled around his length. Shifting her body back, Ruby let his length slither out of her throat before nearly sitting on his face. The runner came off him with a gasp, a strand of saliva connecting her lips to his tip for a moment as she glanced back. "Gonna make me do all the work?" she purred, eyes sparkling playfully.

Bringing his head forward, he pressed his lips tight against her slit and slurped at her insides. The runner arched back towards him and let out a pleased croon as her slick walls gripped his tongue. He moaned into her as she dropped her head back to his shaft and ran her tongue around his crown. Panting against the pink female's peach, he plunged his tongue in deep and used that strong muscle to his advantage. His tongue dove deep and swept against her inner walls. It was the same motion he used to strip leaves from a branch and she certainly seemed to enjoy it. Ruby's mouth opened with a loud moan before sealing around his cock. As his tongue explored her insides, her hands wrapped around his shaft and began stroking him in different directions.

Pulling his head back, he looked over her swollen mound. The female's slit was pulled apart just enough that he could see inside of it. His eyes were drawn to what looked like a berry. Moving his head in, he lipped at it and grinned when she responded by bucking back. He flicked his tongue against the pearl and purred to himself as she ground her juicy peach against his muzzle. The more he worked her body, the faster Ruby's head and tongue worked over his length. Her throat flexed and pulled at his tip as she forced him into her throat every few seconds. Every motion quickly driving him to another explosive finish.

Before he could erupt, the runner backed off, keeping just his tip in her mouth as her hands glided against his flesh. He uttered a whine into her vent and jerked his hips. Ruby pulled back with a gasp, "Nah uh, gotta get me to finish too, silly boy." With a growl, he dove back in and shoved his tongue as deep into the passage as he could. Ruby's moan reverberated with her purring as she arched her spine and pushed towards him. Both expert hands toyed with him, smearing her saliva and his precum over his throbbing flesh. He tried to keep his hips still as she alternately squeezed and pumped him, but it was a loosing battle. Instead, he clenched his eyes shut and focused on eating her out as best he could. Each lick would dive deep into her and sweep against her insides before his tongue curled against her berry on the way out. Ruby moaned and purred against him, making her throat vibrate around his eager spire. Her insides grabbed at his tongue, slurping and popping as they tried to hold to the slick muscle. Even with his cock crammed into her throat, the swiftrunner was trying to cry out in pleasure as her peak built.

Thighs trembling against his neck, tail arched high, and pussy dripping onto him, Ruby struck.

His eyes shot wide open as she pushed a finger against his backdoor. Slick as it was, the digit easily slipped right into his pucker. Ruby purred around his length and wiggled that finger against something in his backside. Littlefoot jerked and gasped right into her pussy, tongue sweeping against her inner walls wildly as his entire body spasmed. His eyes clenched tight as time seemed to slow for a long moment. He could feel his shaft tense and swell even as his balls tightened. Ruby's body clamped down on his tongue as he brushed against something deeper inside of her body. She clenched tight enough to actually hurt his tongue. Her fingers pushed against that thing in his rear and massaged it, making his thighs tremble.

Then the world exploded with them. Ruby squealed around his cock and shoved her hips against his face. At the same exact time he erupted, pumping his seed right down her throat and into her belly. His world shattered at that moments. Lights flashed and danced behind his eyelids as his sense of self spiraled out of control. The ground dropped out from under him and he drifted for an eternity. Or was it only a second? It was impossible for him to tell.

When his heart cleared and the world mostly settled, he groaned and stretched. There was something salty, but also sweet, crammed into his mouth. Littlefoot opened his eyes slowly and blinked, seeing the cock that was hanging out of his pink mouth. Pink mouth? Cock? Pulling his head back, he felt the length slither out of his throat before flopping onto the pale belly. Moving slowly, he pushed himself upright slowly and looked back. Yep, he'd swapped bodies again. "Ruby?" he asked softly, keeping an eye on his prone form. Rolling his tongue around in his mouth, he felt his cheeks heat as he felt his seed lingering in his mouth. Louder this time, "Ruby?"

"Yeah?"

A shiver ran up his spine as he looked over his shoulder slowly. Behind him, the head of his body was rolling around slowly before the eyes opened and looked up at him. There was silence for a moment before Ruby spoke with his voice, "Littlefoot, are you in my body?"

He nodded, "Are you in mine, Ruby?" She nodded and looked over his pink for for a moment. He squirmed, suddenly aware that his vent was still wet and swollen as it rubbed against the longneck's chest.

"You know what?" Ruby almost purred, eyes closing as she smiled. "I've got a cute butt." She whipped her head forward on that long neck and slurped at his vent. Littlefoot squeaked and jumped, his hand sliding forward to rest on Ruby's groin. She purred as the length slipped against his fingers. "You know, I have always wondered what it felt like to have a penis."

Littlefoot gave a small grin, "Much better being a girl. You guys get to cum more often than us guys." Looking at his hands, he flexed unfamiliar fingers before looking at the limp cock. Reaching down, he began to pet it lightly, getting used to having hands before attempting anything Ruby had done.

She purred under him and arched slightly, "Even if that's true, what you're doing feels pretty good." Lifting her head, she licked at his vent again, slower this time. "I taste pretty good too..." The tongue swirled at his vent a moment, making several laps around his labia. "So why do you think we swapped bodies, while you just invaded Cera's?

He rolled his shoulders in a shrug, "I don't know. Maybe it's because we both came at the same tiIIIiime!" His body jerked as Ruby's tongue swept against something inside of his body. She giggled something about a g-spot and nibbled at his petals with blunt teeth. "I can feel something else. Something warm radiating from you. But I don't feel it with my body, kinda feel it with my head?" He screwed up his face, "I've felt it before, with Topsy, and back at the cave, and when you came up on me earlier. I wanna try something."

Ruby purred softly as she ran her tongue around her own petals. There was something strange about being in a male's body while eating yourself out. She kinda liked it. Too bad she couldn't do it by herself. Be pretty fun to swap bodies with people, and get to explore how each different valley dweller saw things or how their bodies were different. Made her wonder what caused Littlefoot to get this weird power, OHSWEETDAYSTAR! She shook as a surge of raw lust shot through her body. Ruby gritted her teeth and groaned as blood rushed to her penis so fast it made her feel light headed. She ground her teeth and panted through them, "What did you do?"

Littlefoot jerked as the cock leapt up and slapped against his cheek. "I dunno. Just kinda reached for it in my head and gave it a stroke."

Ruby panted and laid head her back. "Whatever you did it was extremely intense. Nearly blacked out for a second there."

Without thinking, he turned around and leaned forward to look into his...Ruby's face. "Are you going to be okay? Don't want to hurt you, especially if you're in my body."

""I think I'll be fine." She flashed a grin, "Especially if you take care of..." a roll of her hips jabbed that painfully erect cock against the pink ass, "that thing." Littlefoot started to say an Oh, but was silenced as she locked muzzles with him and crammed that strong tongue into his mouth.

The runner melted into the kiss with a purr, tail hiking up as his thighs trembled. He broke the kiss, leaving them both panting. Ruby licked his lips and cooed. "Lift your hips and reach down between your legs to grab me." She watched as Littlefoot stood on shaky legs. "Careful, use your tail to balance."

"Using two legs to stand is weird."

She giggled, a strange sound to hear coming from his mouth. "You'll get used to it. Just grip me, gently now, and lift." Littlefoot cupped the shaft and lifted it upwards. He didn't need instructions to know what to do next. Wobbling with the unfamiliar bipedal body, he lined his vent up with the broad tip. "You've got the tip all flared up, so it's gonna take some wiggling." He nodded and looked down, panting as the burning head pressed against his folds. Squirming his hips back and forth, tail flicking wildly to keep him from toppling over, he coated the head in slick juices. Leaning back, he held onto the rock hard length with his new hand and crouched.

His peach fought against the intruder for a second before the lips gave way and his walls stretched open. "RUT!" they cried out together, Ruby clenching her teeth hard as Littlefoot dropped to his knees suddenly, burying half that cock right into his snatch. He fell more, pussy wrapping around that cock until it bottomed out inside of him, leaving him kneeling over the bull's body. Instinct moved his body before he could even think about it. Trembling legs lifted him up that post. Slick insides held tight to the massive pole before loosening happily as he dropped again. Ruby groaned, rolling her head against the ground as her body jerked in response to the moving swiftrunner. Lights flashed and danced in front of Littlefoot's eyes as Ruby's flared tip rubbed against that same spot her tongue had brushed earlier. He let out a little whimper as his entire body shook.

Ruby growled softly, mind clouding as Littlefoot slowed for a second on her length. The longneck heaved over, drawing a surprised squeal from the runner as she rolled up on top. Planting her strong legs, she drove in, tip jabbing against that barrier deep inside of the body. Lowering her head, she ran her tongue over Littlefoot's neck. "Oh this feels so good, Littlefoot!" Drawing back, she made the runner slide under her before driving in again. Littlefoot could only respond with a gasp and moan as he wrapped his legs around the longneck bull. "You love it too, don't you? The feel of a big, strong bull over you, pounding your body, claiming it as his?" The pink head nodded quickly, insides fluttering around the cock. "Oh rut yes, you feel good around me." She swept her tongue over that exposed throat, ending at the lips. "Tell me you're a hen, tell me that you want this bull to breed you." Littlefoot's cheeks flushed as Ruby growled, getting into the act now. "Do it! Are you a bull, wanting to rut, or are you a hen to be rutted?"

"I'm a good hen, rut me please!"

Littlefoot cried out, slipping further into the female roll. She pulled her body up against the longneck, actually lifting herself off the ground as he drove forward. Ruby growled and arched her head proudly, starting to sound like a full-fledged bull as that massive cock drove deep and hard with each buck. "Yeah, that's it! I'm a big longneck bull and you're a swift runner hen." Getting into the act, Ruby began to drive harder and faster, slipping easily into the role of a male.

It didn't take much more before he tossed his head and let out a loud groan as he blew. Littlefoot pressed her head tight to his chest and gasped as her insides rippled around him. Each roll of those inner muscles milked another spurt from his cock. Her gut bulged slightly with the sheer volume she was being made to handle. Ruby moaned, hips jerking as he felt his thick cream leaking out from the runner's stretched folds and trickling out of her body. It was over in a few seconds, his shaft already starting to soften the moment he finished pumping his load. Standing up on unsteady, but surprisingly stable, legs he backed up and smiled. Littlefoot looked up with a soft blush creeping across her cheeks, thick seed leaking out of her stretched hole.

Leaning in, he ran his tongue along the female's panting mouth. "I have a deal for you, Littlefoot." The runner looked up with hazy eyes. "If you swear to me that you'll act, and think of yourself as a female. Then I'll take you out and show you some of the valley's real secrets." Leaning in, he whispered, "The real fun secrets."

Littlefoot swallowed, feeling a nervous flutter. The deal would be easy enough to make. During their brief rut, she'd already started to consider herself as a female. It was pretty easy, considering the situation she was in. "And if I don't?"

There was an evil glint in the longneck's eyes. "Then I'll just keep you here until we swap back." Arching his head, he towered over the prone runner. "Either way, we'll have a lot of fun." Well, couldn't really argue with that. Either way would probably end up being fun. Just one would be far more interesting.

"Deal." Probably the easiest decision she'd made all day.

"How do you coordinate this many legs?" Littlefoot looked over her shoulder as Ruby staggered out of the hiding place they'd been in. "I swear, one always gets in the way of the others."

"I've already gotten used to your legs. Gonna be amazing to have hands." She looked down at the wonderful limbs and flexed her fingers again.

"Thinking about all the cocks you're gonna stroke with them?" Cheeks flushed as Ruby plodded up alongside her. "Also, I wanna see this rock before we head out."

Thankful for the distraction, Littlefoot nodded, "It was right up here." She raced, literally since the runner's body was so light and agile, up ahead.

A whistle sounded from behind her. "Shake that tail!" Cheeks burned hot as Littlefoot resisted the urge to do just that. Her mound was still tingling from the rough treatment it had received a short time ago. And from the screaming climax Ruby had brought her to while cleaning up the mess he made.

It only took a couple seconds for Littlefoot to scamper up to the crater and peek down into it. The rock was gray and lifeless now, the ground cool. Ruby came up next to her with a swagger in his step and glanced down with a hum. "This is it?"

Littlefoot nodded quickly, "Yeah, it was all glowing though and the ground was steaming this morning."

Ruby craned his neck to look into the hole and let out a thoughtful noise. "Ah, too bad. Would've been fun to be able to swap bodies." Stretching back, he giggled again and popped his neck in several places. "Come along, I've got such sights to show you." His thick tail swung and smacked Littlefoot on the rear, making him jump and blush before hurrying along.

Ruby lead the way through the valley, getting ever closer to one of the exits. Occasionally his head would swing around to glance at the shadows and where the great day star was. Littlefoot wondered where the longneck was leading them, but didn't ask any questions yet. The walking wasn't bad either, since it let him get used to the odd way bipedals moved. Sometimes he'd scamper off the trail and race up a hill just to come tearing back. The body she borrowed from Ruby felt as light as a feather when compared to his own, or Cera's body. Where one of the four-leggers would just muscle through things, now she could practically dance through them. She was just about to make another foray when Ruby hissed, "Come up here and crouch down low. Stay hidden and just watch through the bushes."

Littlefoot looked at the longneck and crouched, slinking forward. "Will I get to join in... whatever you're planning?"

The grin made him squirm, "Of course you will. And you'll know just when to join in as long as you're watching what's going on. Now hush up, I've got work to do." Littlefoot nodded and crept forward as the bull casually walked out of the forest and into a meadow.

Her breath caught in her throat when she peered though the leaves. Ali was there in the clearing, standing in a knee-deep pool and nibbling on some leaves. The longneck cow wasn't alone either. Shorty was there, boasting and trying to flirt as best he could. Littlefoot's eyes were drawn down the male's body as she spotted some movement. Shorty had dropped from his vent and was partially erect, his intentions fairly obvious to the females. Both longnecks swiveled to look around as Ruby strolled right up to them in Littlefoot's body. Squirming a little closer, she strained her ears as the three exchanged greetings, Ruby doing a surprising imitation of him.

Ruby waltzed up to Ali and whispered something to the female. Something which made her blush and giggle. The female responded with a little nuzzle, and a gasp as Ruby licked her neck. Shorty's jaw dropped as the tongue coasted down Ali's spine, and down towards her rump. The longneck female stepped easily out of the water with a soft moan, her tail inching higher as the tongue swept across her flank and haunches. It crept higher when Ruby bumped flanks together and rubbed their hides together in an obvious flirt. By the time the bull reached her rear, that tail was plainly lifted, presenting herself. His head ducked under it just long enough to deliver a kiss before he swung his body around. Littlefoot caught sight of his cock as it dropped from his slit and erected in seconds. By the time the bull reared up and planted his forelimbs on the cow's strong haunches, it was fully erect. Ali mumbled something, which Ruby responded to with a deep whisper and a gentle neck bite. Shorty and Littlefoot watched with wide eyes as the bull stepped forward, cock lifting. It only took Ruby a couple jabs with the unfamiliar body part before he found his target. Four moans filled the air as a tight slit wrapped around a fully engorged manhood.

The bull grunted as Ali's tunnel wrapped around him very eagerly. He was surprised just how easy it had been to convince the female to let him mount her. Well, maybe not that surprised. He knew that she had a thing for Littlefoot, and that Shorty had been trying to get under her tail for ages. They both knew Ali's habits, and how this was one of her favorite spots for an early afternoon grazing. Still, all it took was a couple sweet words and a little tender attention to get to this point. Looking over, he smirked at the look of envy and anger in Shorty's eyes. He gave the rival bull, a slow wink before driving forward. Ali moaned Littlefoot's name and pushed back as the entire male's entire length was buried inside of her body. What a good cow. Now Ruby's eyes rolled with bliss as the warmth hugged every inch he had. Littlefoot had been good, nice and tight. But Ali was just as tight, if not a little tighter, and she could take everything he had without complaint or practice. Ali craned her head and nuzzled his before whispering just loud enough for Ruby to hear. "I've been wanting to do this for a long time. Just..." her cheeks flushed cutely, "Just pull out before you finish, if that's okay."

"Anything you want, Sweety." Ruby purred and gave Ali's neck another nip before giving the cow his first thrust.

Littlefoot licked her lips slowly as the pair began to rut. She could see everything from where she was, and it wasn't hard to imagine what it felt like. For either party. Ruby had positioned the borrowed body just right, so Littlefoot could watch as that big, thick member drove deep into Ali with each buck. Arching her head forward, the runner hen fought between staying concealed, and wanting a closer look. She bit back a moan as some grasses tickled against her thighs and rapidly swelling mound. It took a second for her to remember that she had hands. Once she did, it only took a second before she slipped one between her thighs and stroked over her lips. It only took seconds for her to decide that fingers were the greatest thing ever. Hardly even the time it took for said finger to slip into her slick folds and start massaging her pussy. She was just breathing out a moan when movement drew her eye away from the rutting duo.

Shorty stood there, face twisting through several emotions. He knew the other bull had been courting Ali, just because Littlefoot liked her. Now here was Ruby, in Littlefoot's body, making Ali grunt and moan as they rutted, all while shooting the younger bull smug glances. The runner's breath caught in her throat as she felt the longneck's lust pulling at her, drawing her eyes down to that swinging manhood. Licking her lips, the hen quickly rose and slipped from the bushes. She slipped forward on surprisingly fleet feet and was behind him in a snap. He didn't notice her approach, as absorbed by the mating as he was. A smile spread across her mouth as she sneakily reached a hand under his body and... heh, grabbed onto a handle.

The longneck jumped, cock stiffening against the sudden tension in his body. Littlefoot purred and gave it a (hopefully) gentle squeeze. Shorty's head swung around, but he didn't move his body, eyes going as wide as saucers. "You look lonely over here, just watching by yourself." She purred, hopefully keeping a Ruby-like tone in her voice. Resting a hand against his flank, Littlefoot leaned forward and lightly ran his fingers against the throbbing flesh. "I can help you know." She gave that raging lust a mental push. The male arched his body up, his tip swelling against her light touch. Leaning in, she purred at his ear, "Do you want me to?" as her fingers traced his crown.

"Oh yes..."

Her smile turned into a full blown grin as she licked her lips. "Then follow me." A gentle tug pulled Shorty's not-so-short pole and guided him towards a softer part of the clearing.

All it took was a word and a nudge to get the bull onto his back, eager cock flopping against his belly. Littlefoot took a second to examine the other male. Shorty was about the same thickness as her natural body, but the younger male's cock didn't quite reach as far across that belly as hers did. Ducking her head to hide the triumphant smirk, she ran her tongue over the stiff flesh. The longneck let out a deep moan and squirmed as her tongue slithered over his flesh. "Hold still or I might stop," she purred, a devious twinkle in her eye. Shorty ground his teeth, but stopped wiggling as she upwards slowly.

Littlefoot breathed out a moan as she pressed her vent against his length. Starting near his base, she slowly pushed herself up his pole. Inch by inch, she coated his length with her glistening honey. His chest heaved under her as he panted, trying to fight against his own body to keep from mounting the runner. In the few seconds it took her to reach his tip, even Littlefoot was fighting the urge to just impale herself on him. Gripping his cock (hands are amazing!) and holding it against her petals, the runner hen turned around so that she was facing away from him. Lifting his pole straight up, she held herself poised against him for just a second. Shorty offered a needy growl and ground his teeth as he waited, tip flaring against her opening. Thinking about how much effort it had taken to get the other longneck's cock in her, without it being flared, Littlefoot reacted quickly and lowered herself.

Her folds resisted the cock for just a second before it popped into her with a lewd noise. Both gasped as her body wrapped around that hunk of meat. The runner's legs trembled and dropped her several more inches onto the cock. She caught herself just before it hit that back wall deep inside of her body, leaving several inches of his not-so-little Shorty waiting outside of her. Bracing her hands on her knees and her tail on his chest, Littlefoot steadied herself before lifting. Her insides clung to his girth so tight it took a near Herculean feat to pull up even a few inches before letting herself slide back down. Her tongue rolled from her mouth as she moaned nice and loud. Within a few slow bounces, she lifted her tail and arched her body, showing off her stretched lips to the prone male. "Do you like it?" she purred, looking over her shoulder. Shorty growled through clenched teeth, jaws flexing as he watched her sliding up and down him. Littlefoot felt a strange thrill at the look on his face, her insides rippling around his length. In a matter of moments, she had driven the normally boisterous male into a silent state. And she loved it.

Nearby, Ruby gave Ali's neck a firm nip, her eyes sweeping the area. He'd lost track of Shorty, not seeing Littlefoot leading the male off. It was surprisingly difficult to keep his mind on anything other than driving his cock deep into the longneck cow's warmth. In fact, at the rate they were going, he wouldn't be able to concentrate on anything other than his release. He could feel his internal balls churning and tightening steadily. He was just about to give up his search when a flash of pink and a cry drew his attention. Stretching out over Ali, he growled something into her ear and peered. A smirk crawled across his lips when he spotted Littlefoot bouncing on the longneck bull's cock. Hadn't taken the displaced male long to develop a love of cock, had it? Wonder if that would travel over, when they changed bodies back.

Before Ruby could ponder on that for too long, something happened. Frustrated with the runner's slower pace, Shorty somehow managed to heave his body upright. Littlefoot let out a squeak, then a squeal as her body was thrown to the ground and pinned under the eager bull. Ruby's eyes widened as he watched the younger male draw back. Shorty only stopped as his flared tip pulled at the hen's lips. Then, with a single powerful thrust, he drove himself back in as deep as he could go. His shaft flexed, the portion outside of the pink female bending, as it tried to go deeper. Littlefoot's squeal rose in pitch, toes curling as she pushed up towards the male.

His eyes shot wide as his jaws tightened onto Ali's neck a bit more. The cow cried out her delight and pushed back, juices squirting out around his cock as she peaked hard. The bull moaned and arched forward, cock pulsing as he felt his entire body tense. Just before going over the edge, he snarled, "Gonna blow!" and jerked his hips back. Her body held onto him so tight, that he came free with a wet slurp and a pop as his flared tip came free. A jolt blasted through his body, making him slam forward again. Ali shifted just so under him, causing his cock to slide up between their bodies and pop out near her flank. The cow swung her head around and sealed her mouth around his tip right as he erupted. Ruby grunted and jerked his hips, head spinning as he pumped his seed right into the female's mouth. Ali purred around the length, taking each blast with a calm swallow as the rich essence coated her tongue and throat.

Littlefoot was pinned under Shorty, gasping for breath. The combination of hitting the ground and that brutal thrust drove every last drop of air from her lungs. She braced herself against the ground, trying to hold up against the male's brutal onslaught. Each thrust made her limbs threaten to buckle as he put his entire weight behind each one. His tip punched against a barrier deep inside, trying to break through it each time. And each time it was thwarted, but for how long? Each thrust hurt, but it felt better as he moved. His flared tip dragging against her inner walls and rubbing that spot deep inside of her. It wouldn't take long before she came nice and hard.

"Ah yeah!"

Shorty barked above her as he buried himself as deep as he could. His cock flared inside of her, stretching her battered insides just a little more, before he blew. That mushroom tip of his tried to hold back the flood of his cum, but it could only do so much. Her gut bulged just a bit with each spray before going down as his cum leaked out of the tight seal he made with her body. Littlefoot let her chest fall to the ground and lay there as she panted. A glance back made her cheeks color as she saw the thick spunk running down her thighs and pooling on the ground behind her.

It was over in seconds. Shorty stepped away from her battered back end, his softening cock coming free with a wet plorp and releasing a final flood of cum. He wobbled a little on unsteady legs, but managed to remain upright. A shiver went through the male as his cock slipped back up into his body. "Well, thanks for that Ruby."

He had just started to turn when Littlefoot huffed, "Just gonna leave me like this?"

Shorty looked back, his face twisting in confusion. "Well, yeah I guess. Why do you ask?"

Very slowly and carefully, the runner rolled over onto her back to let her sore legs rest. She laid out to avoid the mess that had been running out of her, cheeks coloring a bit more at that. "You can certainly go on and leave, but you won't be getting anything else from me. Not with the mess you made." Littlefoot tried to adopt a stern face. "Especially after not letting me finish." She huffed, "Won't keep a gal around if you can't let them finish."

Shorty's face twisted into a growl, "I'll show you that I can make them finish. I'll show what I can do, just you watch!" He dove his head down between her spread legs and immediately shoved his tongue deep into Littlefoot's body. His tongue, made for stripping leaves off branches, dove deep into her body. Nearly as deep as his cock had penetrated. Each sweep brought out another load of his cum, which Shorty simply swallowed down with barely a grimace.

The runner moaned and lifted her legs, resting her feet on his shoulders. "You don't seem to mind the taste of your own cum," she moaned, thighs trembling. Reaching down, she held his head against her snatch. "You give yourself blow jobs, don't you?" He looked up at her, cheeks flushing as he uttered a mumbled reply. Littlefoot smiled back, keeping his mouth pressed against her lips to mute him. "Seen a lot of you longnecks doing that." Her hips rolled up towards his mouth as he kept licking her out, slurping nosily at her lips. "You learn to do that from Brom?" His blush deepened, but he nodded against her, nuzzling into her pussy. "Don't imagine he needs it a lot," Littlefoot's cheeks flushed as she panted, "I imagine he has females all over him, begging for his attention, wanting him to pound deep into them and... and ..." her words were lost as she cried out with a climax. Her body tensed, pulling at Shorty's muzzle as her body jerked and spasmed with each wave of her orgasm.

The runner hen collapsed back onto the ground, releasing him as she wound down from her finish. She lay there in a daze as his tongue swept over her body slowly. Littlefoot offered a slight smile to Shorty as the longneck bull cleaned her up with a suddenly gentle tongue. He didn't move away until her hide was clean and glistening. Only then did he mumbled something and wander off, still unsteady from his climax. She didn't know how long she lay there before Ruby swaggered over, a smug look on her face. "Well, did you have fun, little hen?" She nodded and blushed, rolling onto her feet and stretching her body out. Ruby leaned forward to purr right into her ear. "Do you want to go have a little more female on female fun?" Littlefoot's spine stiffened as she flashed back to the feel and taste of Ruby earlier, when she was in Cera's body. Her breathing picked up as she gave a little nod. "I thought so." The bull licked her neck and whispered directions into her ear. "Just make sure to be back where you found the sky rock just after the noon day." Turning, he delivered a firm tail-slap to her rear. Littlefoot jumped and hurried off a step or two before turning around. The bull had already faded away into the undergrowth, moving the borrowed body with far more stealth. With burning cheeks, Littlefoot dashed into the woods.

Ruby watched as Littlefoot dashed off, a sly smirk on the longneck's mouth. He hadn't really been planning to head off to that little get together, personally. But Littlefoot would have a lot of fun over there. There was no doubt about that. Maybe it'd cement things a bit more and make the displaced longneck even more feminine. That'd be fun wouldn't it? Although it might upset Ali some. Well, the girl could use some backbone, and if Ruby could train her a bit to start bossing around Littlefoot just so... well, then things could get fun couldn't they? The bull stifled a yawn and decided to take a bit of a nap. Seems like there was a reason males drifted off to sleep after they had a nice rut. Didn't mean he couldn't have more fun later.

Littlefoot's heart was racing in her chest as she dashed through the woods. She'd seen how fast Ruby could move, but it was something else entirely to experience it first hand. Plants whipped by her head as she stretched out her legs. A little shift here. A wiggle of her tail there, and she zipped into a turn. It was exhilarating to be able to turn so quickly, even while running all out. Obstacles she'd normally just walk around, she was able to zip right over with a couple bounds. She couldn't keep the excitement off her face as she reveled in the sheer speed of this form. Littlefoot bounded partway up a cliff before scrambling back down with a giggle.

Just as her legs were beginning to ache from all the running and scrambling, Littlefoot stumbled across something. Literally.

As she raced down a trail, the swiftrunner's foot caught on something and sent her tumbling down the grassy trail. Littlefoot gasped for air as she rolled over, the wind knocked out of her from the fall. A questioning peep sounded from the brush and something tumbled out. She caught a flash of blue, green, and red. It took a second for her mind to catch onto what she saw. It was the two fast biters. By the time her mind managed to catch onto the threat, but before she could panic, the pair were already on their feet and advancing towards her with hisses. Eyes went wide as she scrambled to her feet. Her legs were screaming from all that running she'd done. There's no way she'd be able to out run the pair now. On top of that, she'd run pretty far out into the valley, so there would be no help coming for her if she screamed. Then there was that red, that blood red flash she'd seen on each of the males.

Wait a second...

Without thinking, her eyes flicked down the biters' bodies and she felt a wave of relief at what she saw. Screech plodded towards her with a wide grin and a hiss, Thud just a step behind his partner. Before she could think about it, or the males could lunge at her, Littlefoot dove forward. Both biters instinctively jerked their heads and torsos back, expecting a strike. The males stiffened and hissed, freezing in position as the swiftrunner hen sprawled out belly-down on the ground in front of them. Slowly, very slowly, two heads swiveled to look down at her.

Littlefoot flashed a little smile at them as she moved into a kneeling position, keeping her hands wrapped around both of their cocks. "What do you say, boys? I get you two off and then you head out?" He wasn't the most skilled in the sharptooth's tongue, Ruby was better, he just hoped he was good enough. Thud looked over at the blue biter with a growl.

His dangerously clawed hand fell to her head and pushed it towards his erection. "Deal, but gotta make it good, Runner." She breathed out a relieved sigh and eagerly leaned in to slide her tongue over the male's tip as her hand ran over his partner's cock.

Now she got a better look at their equipment. They resembled Mond's length, except that they had sharp ridges spanning their underside and about midway up the shaft, each male curved upwards sharply. The lengths were blood red and throbbing, their ridges bulging slightly with each pulse. Odd that both males would be erect already, and that they would be glistening. Could it be that she had stumbled upon them while they were occupied with one another's attention? Ah, it didn't really matter now, since she had both of them in hand so to speak.

Leaning forward, she took Thud's cock into her mouth. He purred over her as she slid her head down until it touched her hand. Littlefoot gave a couple slow bobs while her fingers danced over his length, testing out different areas. He squirmed and moaned as she toyed with his ridges. Looking over at the other male, she stroked the same area on him and was rewarded with a groan. So those were sensitive spots, good. She only stayed on Thud for a moment before pulling off. Giving his tip a quick lick, she transferred her attentions to the other male. Screech shuffled in closer and purred as she tasted his salty flesh. The two males bumped against each other and hissed in warning. Littlefoot looked upwards as they nipped at each other, vying to be the one in front of her. Hoping to keep the peace, she nudged at their lusts and gave each of their cocks a lick. The males stiffened and growled, their cocks tensing and increasing in side for a bereft moment as they stared straight ahead.

Screech broke the moment with a snarled, "I'm gonna rut the hen. You keep her mouth for now."

Thud jostled the male, pumping his hips against her as his clawed kept her trapped with his cock in her mouth. "No, I get her vent first!"

"You're getting more of her mouth, I get her vent." The pair snarled and bumped against each other as Littlefoot worked to try and bring them together, hoping that she could calm them down somehow.

"I'm the leader, I get her vent!"

"You're a lizard, I get first pump at her!"

"Yeah, it only takes you a couple pumps before you pass out!" The males were getting louder, biting and scratching at each other as they fought. Littlefoot could only sit there, trapped by the hand on her head and the cock that was getting shoved deep into her mouth with each jerk. Both reared back, jerking their cocks from her hold as they snarled. Clawed hands came back...

And were thrown forward, each with different fingers extender. Screech barked a laugh and danced from foot to foot, "Leaf beats rock, I win. You get her mouth, I get her vent." Before Thud's growl could even vibrate all the way up his throat, the green male was moving. Hands grabbed at her hips and jerked her upwards, claws digging into her flesh just hard enough to make her not want to squirm. She was lifted straight up, feet swinging uselessly. He only held her there for an instant before dropping her. As she fell, he lunged forward with a snarl. His missile homed right in on her vent. Still moist from her earlier romp, the runner readily spread open for him. Screech barked again as he buried himself right to the hilt in his first thrust.

"Oooo," he cooed. "The hen is nice and wet. She wants me to rrrut her hard, doesn't she!" He made a show of his first thrust, stepping away before actually leaping back at her. He slammed into her body, making Littlefoot's spine arch as his root ground against her lower lips. The biter grinned and leaned in to lick along her arched neck, keeping his eye on Thud. He kept his thrusts slow for now, taking his time to really drive into the girl each time. She was a bit shorter than him, but soon enough she'd be their height. Be nice to get another runner under him that wasn't the older pair. Though they were nice enough, since they had experience. They'd been starting to train their girl on how to pleasure the biters, part of the bargain the valley dwellers had with the sharpteeth. Only a small part, but still a pretty fun one. Though he wished that the pink hen had tried resisting a bit more. Not much he liked more than a good chase. Ah well, he'd enjoy making Thud watch as he made the runner sing. He lips twisted into a sinister grin. Maybe he'd get into her egg chamber today. That was always fun.

Littlefoot's head was spinning as the biter claimed her body with his. Claws had shifted from her hips up towards her chest, scratching them just hard enough to send shivers down her tail. What was really getting her were those ridges. They popped and pulled and rippled against her vent in ways she'd never dreamt. Her insides were already convulsing around him. He stroked against her jewel with every thrusts. The curve on his length meant that he just lightly brushed against that spot deep inside of her. And what felt the strangest was when his pointed tip jammed against that barrier deep inside of her. Shorty had been battering against that wall, and it hurt, but with this male he was coaxing her open with each plunge. Cheeks colored bright as she panted out a moan, hoping that she didn't accidentally become gravid. Ruby would kill her.

Thud paced back and forth with a growl, keeping his eye on the pair as his tail lashed behind him. His cock was throbbing, wanting to be buried into that sweet little hen. Sure, he could go right for her mouth. It was there, hanging open and practically begging for him to rut her mouth and throat until he pumped her belly full of his cream. But he wanted her vent. That sweet little vent that felt so good around his pole. And he wasn't going to let Screech pump her full before he could! Spinning around, he lunged at the pair with a battle cry.

Littlefoot's eyes jerked open as one of the biters screamed a challenge at the other. Screech jerked back in response to the lunge, but didn't let go of the hen. The runner squeaked as she was lifted right up off the ground, her weight pushing her further down onto that curved cock. Her limbs spread out in a flail as the blue male reared back as well, trying to avoid hurting his prize. Thud skidded on the ground for just a step, chest bumping into hers. His cock prodded the other biter's length then arched up. It slipped along the other cock and went right for the prize. The pointed tip of his spear touched soft, swollen lips, and shoved right into her. Both males groaned as the hen's mouth fell open into a loud squeal.

In less than a handful of seconds, Littlefoot was pinned between two very eager males, with her poor vent stretched wide around the matching cocks.

She grabbed onto Thud's shoulders, legs spread wide by the male's sleek body. Lights flashed and danced in front of her eyes as the males pressed against her form. They narrowed their eyes at each other and hissed before pulling back. Their clawed hands grabbed onto her legs, each male gripping a different one and trying to pull her away from the other. Littlefoot gasped and clenched her jaws as her legs were spread wider. At the same time they were playing tug of war with her legs, they were trying to stay buried deep in her snatch. "She's mine, I get her first!"

Thud hissed and jerked her back, driving himself in as deep as he could while forcing Screech out. "No, she is mine. Has been mine other times, is mine this time!"

Screech pulled her back, claws raising welts on her leg as Thud slid out and he pushed in. "Is mine, I am the better male!"

"Belongs to me!"

"ME!"

"STOP!"

Littlefoot hung there, suspended between the two males, gasping for breath as she held herself up. The biters were looking at her with narrowed eyes, each breathing out hisses and growls. She took a moment to settle herself before looking at them. "Not gonna prove who is the better male if you damage me in the process, are you?" The biters looked at each other, still kneading her thighs as they bared fangs at each other. Littlefoot nudged at their lusts just a little, enough to make their eyes cloud for a brief second. "Wouldn't the better male be able to just rut longer?" The males fell silent for a moment and looked from her to each other. Flexing her legs, she gently coaxed them together, so she could be in a more comfortable position. "Both you big, strong men take this sweet hen at the same time." She managed to twist her body around, the males holding her as they got close to one another again. The runner managed to turn back so that Screech was at her back once more, and her legs were wrapped around Thud. "Whoever can go longer before they finish, is obviously the better male." Rubbing Thud's cheek, she leaned back to nuzzle Screech's jaw. "Right?"

She held her breath, waiting as the males looked from her to each other, uttering little growls and hisses and grumbles. Finally Thud sniffed, "Obviously. I'm the better male, will outlast this little biter."

Screech hissed and snapped his jaws, "In your dreams, maybe!"

Four hands fell to her hips and held on as the males thrust in unison. Littlefoot gasped and arched her back as the males pushed in deep, cocks shifting around each other as they slid through her tunnel. Her legs pressed against Thud's flanks as the males hissed and snapped at each other over her head. They were behaving, for the most part, but each seemed to take offense at the other at the slightest thing. Claws scratched her hips as the males fought to pull her closer to their body. Groins smashed against her body, the thick roots of their cocks grinding into her flesh. Each of the males tried to out do the other. Bodies thrashed faster. Tongues lavished her neck and body. Biting comments were snarled, goading the other male. And the whole time, she was pinned between them, juices running down their lengths and dripping onto the ground.

Her head was swimming from everything her body was going through. There was no way she could have ever imagined that being pinned between two males, both of whom were fighting for her attentions. Each time one of the males licked, scratched, pushed against, or even breathed on her pushed her higher. It felt like static electricity was dancing across her skin. It was no surprise when she tensed and let out a cry as her insides clenched and rippled around the two dancing spires. As she screamed, the males slammed against her, pressing her tight between their bodies and shoving as they tried to make the most of her climax. She was lost to the world as lights exploded in her vision and her hearing was drown out by a massive rushing noise.

When she had just started to come down from her near-cosmic orgasm, the males were hissing something at each other. Blinking stupidly, she realized that she could feel something hot and thick oozing out of her body. Her mind was just starting to clear when Screech stepped away, head bowed as he hissed. She whimpered at the loss of his presence behind her, holding her up, and immediately sagged into Thud's hold. Before she could fall too far, the male spun and lunged. Littlefoot gasped as she was slammed into a tree. She was pinned against the rough bark as the male's clawed hands slid up her thighs and pushed her legs towards her chest. A toothy maw came in close, his fetid breath puffing over her face as he growled a single word.

"Mine!"

Thud's mouth locked onto hers as he forcibly kissed her. His thinner, agile tongue wrapped around hers as he drove himself deep into her body. The runner hen could only moan into the kiss, her tongue wrestling with his as her body tightened around his member. She'd been stretched wide open by the two lengths. Now, her body was returning to more of it's normal state. Each thrust felt better than the one before it as her tunnel began conforming to his cock. He hissed into her mouth, driving deep with each slam before drawing back nice and slow. Screech's cum ran out of her body, swept away by Thud's ridges. He hammered against her, trying to get every last drop of the rival male's spunk out of his hen.

The biter broke the kiss, leaving the runner panting for breath as she fell back against the tree. He growled lustily at her and shifted his grip on her body. Littlefoot's hand fell back to grapple the trunk as her legs were brought up higher. Ankles rested on Thud's shoulders as his hands gripped her rear tight. He let out a purring growl and drew back until just his tip was nestled in her folds. Littlefoot looked down, eyes lidded as that cock hovered there. He let her gaze at it for several second before slamming home. She squealed as her insides were forced open, watching those pink lips spreading out around his crimson length. He barked out a call as he buried himself inside of her. Deep in her body, his tip dug against her cervix as he held himself there.

He started going faster and harder. Littlefoot's back slid up and down against the rough bark as the biter rutted her like a wild beast. The impacts of flesh on flesh came faster. Each one was music to her ears. She was moaning in time with his grunts, tongue hanging from her mouth as her head spun. The world rocked with his pounding blows, leaving her to cling to the tree. She managed to tear her eyes away from their joining to look up at him. His head was arched proudly, showing off his neck. By now, the pale underside had flushed a deep red, showing off his pride and masculinity. Leaning up, she gave his throat a lick, which made his head jerk around. Lips peeled back to reveal his dangerous teeth as he snarled. "What are you?"

Littlefoot moaned at him, pushing against his thrusts, "I'm a hen."

Claws bit into her rear as he hissed at her. "Wrong! Answer again, what are you?"

She ground her teeth as the talons bit into her flesh, "I'm...I'm your hen?"

The head twisted in question, eyes sparkling as the claws drew back a fraction of an inch. "What was that, girl?" She bit her lips, cheeks flaring bright as her insides fluttered around his cock. She tried to answer him, but it was getting harder to focus. Words were getting harder to form. "Answer me!" he bellowed right into her ear.

"YOUR HEN!" she yelled as her insides clamped around him. The runner's body bowed up, lifting herself up as she shoved herself against the tree and male.

He responded with a snarl and a rapid series of thrusts, not letting her even begin to calm down. She could feel him start to twitch inside of her, cock slapping against everything inside of her. Littlefoot snapped and cried out again as he made her climax a second time, mere seconds after her first explosion. Juices squirted from her slit and soaked his groin as he shoved himself against her. Her body stretched against his wide base as the biter rubbed his vent against hers. She felt a slight pinch inside of her body as he pushed through that barrier and began to cum. Thud's tail twitched with each spray of his seed, the limb slapping against hers.

Littlefoot was able to calm down just a bit as the male pumped his load into her form. The biter moaned and huffed, eyes glassed over. Thick saliva dripped onto her body as he rested his head against her cheek. Shivering, she offered a weary coo and released the tree to rub his neck. The male's eye snapped open and zeroed in on her. A sly smirk spread across his muzzle as the male pulled back, his cock still as hard as stone.

Fear raced up Littlefoot's spine as the male dropped one of her legs, making her twist against the tree. He hammered home before changing his grip on her. She was twisted around, moving just a few degrees before he slammed in again. Over the course of a dozen blows, she was pressed against the tree again, but this time with her back facing the male. He held onto her legs, holding them up in the air. She was forced to grab onto the tree to keep from falling down as he began to rut her again. Maybe, just maybe, she had pushed the male a bit too far? The runner hen bit her lip as his flared ridges pulled against her g-spot, making her insides clench hard.

Then again, this wasn't too bad.