Colors of Life
Warning: Within this tale lie consensual sexual interactions between a male and a female.
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"Tilden! Wake up, Tilden!" Damier shouted, vigorously shaking the lumped mass of Shoyru and blankets huddled on the bed. The clock on the wall read 9:41, and Tilden was going to be late if he didn't get moving! The faerie Shoyru ruffled his partner, who was soon groaning, oblivious to the late morning daylight streaming in through the window, since his entire body was covered with the blanket. Damier gave what might have been Tilden's head a good whack, which aroused a reaction from the other male.
"I'm up, I'm up," the Shoyru groaned from under the covers. Damier roughly grabbed the cyan comforter and jerked it off Tilden, revealing a green Shoyru, bare to the world save for a pair of striped boxers. Tilden reeled at his exposure to the sunlight, covering his eyes until Damier went to the window and shut the curtains. Tilden groggily sat up, idly rubbing his forehead.
"What time is it?" Tilden muttered, picking up the alarm clock on the nightstand. His eyes widened at the time.
"Argh! I must've fogotten to set the alarm!" Tilden exclaimed, suddenly standing up. "Shit! My appointment is in half an hour! Damnit, Damier, I thought that you would remind me to set that!" Damier put his hands on his waist in argument. "Sorry, man, you know I don't work on Saturdays." He relaxed and added, "Would you like me to make you some breakfast?"
"No time for that," Tilden replied, now fully awake. "All I can do is take a shower, get dressed, and go."
"Dude, you also might want to cut down that tree," Damier said, looking at Tilden's morning wood, which was tenting his boxers. "You don't really want that coming out at your appointment."
Tilden briefly looked down, having previously ignored his erection. He growled, "It'll go away, I have to get going," he said, stripping off his boxers and freeing his green member, which bobbed in the air as he headed into the master bathroom. Damier giggled, watching him stumble nude into the bathroom. Tilden took a towel out of the basket of clean beach towels and hung it on the rack on the shower door. He stepped inside and turned the faucet, and without warning a battery of icy cold water shot out from the shower head.
"Ahh!" Tilden shouted, and he swiftly adjusted the dial. A second later a relaxing spray of warm water engulfed him, and he exhaled slowly. He looked down and noticed that his cock had turned flaccid and retreated into its sheath. He murred as the tepid water misted his scales, as if he were in a jungle on Mystery Island. He closed his eyes as the feeling of peace washed over him. Then he realized what time it was, and he would be late if he didn't hurry up. Tilden took a bar of soap on the shelf in the shower wall and scrubbed his body for a few minutes, briefly enjoying the white lather.
He rinsed for a few more seconds and turned off the faucet. He stepped out of the shower and took his towel to his scales. Tilden dried himself hurriedly, threw the towel into the laundry hamper, and left the bathroom. He dressed quickly and glanced at the time: 9:57. He grabbed his wallet and keys, said goodbye to Damier, who was in the kitchen, and left the house. With a deep breath, Tilden prepared himself for what he considered the best part about being a Shoyru; grinning proudly, he unfurled his wings and gave them a few flaps. Though he was a small dragon compared to a large Scrochio, he never missed an opportunity to catch air. With a jump, a flick of his tail, and a few powerful flaps, Tilden was up in the summer air and flying toward the Rainbow Pool.
Many, many years ago, when Neopia Central was much smaller and younger, the Rainbow Pool was open to everyone. It wasn't aptly named, since the Rainbow Pool was around the size of a small lake, and the town was built along the southeast side of it. A day when a Neopet would be painted was almost a celebration. Artisans spent months and years, even decades, perfecting a paint brush so any creature that stepped into the pool would emerge in a dazzling pattern of colors. The brushes were marvels at the time, since the paint on the brush didn't run out until the entire Neopet was painted, an aspect of the brush that is still present today. Of course, few were ever painted, since these brushes were so valuable and were purchased only by commission for hundreds of thousands of Neopoints. But gradually more Neopians came to live in Neopia Central, and it became apparent that the Rainbow Pool could not remain so free. As the techniques for producing paint brushes became more common, more Neopians of all species painted their fur, scales, or skin in even more dazzling colors. The pool became crowded beyond use, people began complaining to the city council about the public nudity, the pickpockets and thieves that roamed the streets, and the unclean streets around the Rainbow Pool.
The Neopia Central City Council debated for a long time over how to fix the problem. It was only a few years ago that the city council ordered the Chia Police to close off the area, and a month later construction on facilities around the Rainbow Pool began. The Neopia Central mayor had found a company that would maintain the Rainbow Pool and paint any Neopets at minimal expense to the city. Meanwhile, the lack of being able to be painted frustrated people. The city council set up a few places where Neopians could be painted, but the waiting list for these small pools was long, and only a few pets were painted that year. In Year 28, the Rainbow Pool reopened and operated in the manner of a spa. A large building was built on the Rainbow Pool itself, and pools were installed by enclosing small pockets of water, which would be used for the actual painting process.
Tilden touched down lightly on the steps of the spa. He furled his wings and feeling his shoes meet the pavement. He opened the door and looked at his watch: 11:14. He was relieved that he hadn't been late. If he was late he would have to be rescheduled for a few days later. The lobby of the Rainbow Pool was decorated like the waiting room of a doctor's office. The floor was covered in a light brown tile, and the walls were painted deep red. Tilden stepped up to the receptionist's counter, where a middle-aged Wocky was sitting, filling out papers from behind her bifocals and occasionally typing on the keyboard next to the computer. On both sides of the desk were hallways as far as the eye could see, and doors lining the halls.
"Hi," Tilden said, and the Wocky looked up.
"Do you have an appointment?" The Wocky wasked in a bored tone.
Yeah, my name is Tilden Corth, and I have an appointment at 10:15 A.M." The Wocky looked at Tilden vacantly before she turned to a bin and, after browsing for a few seconds, came up with a vanilla folder.
"Hmm, Corth, Tilden, are you? Male green Shoyru being painted starry?" Tilden nodded. "Quite a popular color these days," The Wocky responded blandly. "We have the paint brush you sent us, so please fill out these forms and give them back to me when you're done," She said, giving Tilden the file folder and a pen. Tilden went and found a vacant chair in the lobby, where several other Neopets were filing out forms. While he filled out his paperwork, the other Neopets finished theirs and handed it to the Wocky. Each time this happened, she would feed one of the papers from the folder into a device sitting on her computer and press a button on her desk. Soon after, a Neopet in a bathing suit would come from either of the halls and escort the customer away from the desk. Occasionally Neopians emerged from any of the doors lining the halls, some decked out in fashionable patterns and some in solid shades.
Ten minutes later, Tilden checked over the last of the papers and handed the folder back to the Wocky, who flipped through the papers quickly, took out a form and inserted it into the scanner on her computer. She pressed the black button at hand, and a minute later, an incredibly beautiful purple Kyrii emerged from down the hall, dressed in a blue two-piece bikini. He tried not to stare as she approached Tilden, smiled, and extended a paw.
"K-Kendi?" The Shoyru stuttered.
"Long time no see," Kendi said with a cheerful smile.
"I haven't seen you since we left college!" Tilden exclaimed.
"Which was only last year. But, here I am!" The Kyrii giggled. "As I recall, I still owe you a 'favor' or two," She winked. "C'mon, let's get you painted!" She said, starting down the hallway to the right.
As Tilden followed Kendi, who was slightly dazed after seeing her like this -- not that he hadn't ever seen her in a bikini. She was definitely a pretty vixen, and her mane and coat were a glossy purple, and she was slightly shorter than him. It didn't take long before his eyes started to size up her rump, which began to arouse Tilden. He blushed and began to think about other things, so he wouldn't develop a boner.
"Since you haven't changed color since last year, I'll assume this is your first time," Kendi commented, not looking over her shoulder.
"Yeah," Tilden replied.
"Don't worry, I'll treat you right," Kendi said, placing a little emphasis on right and making Tilden's heart beat a little faster.
"So you became an artist, huh?" Kendi said. "I saw your exhibit in the art gallery. Maybe you could draw me once," She said cheerfully. It sure sounded like Kendi had something on her mind.
Many of the people Tilden knew at Central University were puzzled by his ambition to become an artist. The occupation only paid well to individuals who found both a knack and a niche -- two things not ordinarily found together. However, his paintings had caught the attention of an art collector, who convinced the director of the Arts and Literature Centre to give Tilden an exhibition, which had debuted only recently.
"Ah, here we are, Room 74," She said, opening a door for Tilden. He stepped inside, and Kendi followed.
Tilden looked around the room curiously. It was about the size of a small bedroom, except there was a large, tranquil pool of water in the middle of the room, and instead of a ceiling overhead, there was a somewhat transparent canopy, showing Tilden the bright blue sky overhead. The room was bare, except for a counter and a pile of towels in one corner and another door on the opposite side of the room. The floor was, like the rest of the building, a tan tile.
"Soooo, now what?" Tilden asked. Kendi giggled, "Well, you go inside that room and undress. Put on the swimwear I've arranged for you, and then I'll paint you." Tilden nodded and stepped inside the next room, which was the size of a fitting room and had a mirror on one wall. Tilden took off his clothes and lay them in a pile on the floor, admiring his naked self. He wasn't in bad shape at all. He looked around for his swimsuit, and he noticed a rack on the door, holding a... thong? His mind did a double-take. A thong?
Tilden gasped at the sight of the thin strip of white fabric. Would he really wear something so revealing? Well, it was Kendi, after all, and a suit like this would've been modest compared to their college activities, so he hesitantly took the thong off the rack. It had that distinctive rubbery spandex feel in his hands. Tilden stretched it, and feelings of indisposition renewed in his mind as his tail wagged behind him nervously. However, he knew she had probably planned this, so he gave in. He put one leg through the leg hole. He put his other leg through the leg hole. He held his breath. He pulled up the thong. until he felt it reach his tail.
The first thing Tilden noticed about the thong was that it felt quite snug around his body. The second thing he noticed was that his sheath and testicles formed a large bulge in the suit, which protruded outward from his body. Maybe I'm just nervous 'cause I've never been painted before, Tilden thought, and he boldly opened the dressing room door and walked out.
Kendi was already in the pool when Tilden came out of the dressing room. She held the paint brush in a paw and smiled at Tilden.
"You look great," Kendi said. "If you're wondering about why you're wearing that, they assign the attendants to pick out the swimsuits for the customers, based on their species and size. You look pretty good in that. I was pretty excited when they handed me your name."
"What?" Tilden exclaimed. "You made me wear this -- this thing!" He pointed at his crotch, and Kendi laughed. "Why are you complaining? It's not like I haven't seen you in less -- or would you like to not wear anything?" Tilden just glared at her.
"If you'll just step in the water, we can start," Kendi suggested, ignoring Tilden's gaze. Grudgingly, Tilden walked over to the pool and lowered himself in, which was shallow enough that the water only reached his chest.
"Please give me your arm," Kendi asked, and Tilden held it out. Kendi dipped the paint brush into the water, and she ran it over Tilden's forearm. Tilden gasped as his arm tingled color began to appear. First his scales turned purple, and then gold stars began to appear on his arm as well. Tilden brought his free hand to the painted spot, and he ran a few fingers over it. His scales felt perfectly normal, as if they hadn't changed at all.
"Okay?" Kendi asked, and Tilden nodded. She then continued to paint Tilden's arm and hand until it was covered in a show of gold stars on a purple background. Kendi asked for his other arm, and she painted that too, every touch of her brush leaving the same light tingling. Next she painted his neck and chin and drew the paint all over his head.
"Please turn around," Kendi said, and Tilden did so. Kendi then painted Tilden's back, starting with the back of his head. She moved downward with every stroke of her brush, and he unfolded his wings so Kendi could paint them, which she did. Tilden gasped at the light touch of the paint covering his wings as Kendi reached around to paint the underside of his wings, but soon she stopped painting there, and she began to run her brush over his back. A few minutes later, he gasped and began to shiver as Kendi began to decorate his tail, and he felt a light stirring in his sheath. He realized why Damier said he should have taken care of his wood -- Damier would know, since he'd been painted his faerie coat last year. He tried not to think about what was going on, but when he felt the familiar tingle of the brush on his rump, he felt his sheath begin to swell. It was just then that Kendi took a deep breath and ducked underwater, where she began to paint the back of Tilden's legs. Luckily, a minute later, Tilden's sheath returned its normal size, and she hadn't noticed.
When Kendi reached Tilden's ankles, he took his feet off the pool floor so she could paint the underside of his feet, which she did before moving on to the tops of his feet and front of his legs. Unfortunately, he felt his sheath begin to swell once again when Kendi's brush starting painting his upper thighs and along the lines of his thong, and his heart beat faster when she painted his inner thighs, not even an inch or so from his package. Tilden was rapidly becoming more aroused, and he gasped when the paint brush lightly glanced at the inside curves of his rump.
Tilden was no longer concerned with the beautiful color he was coming to possess after saving all those Neopoints to buy a paint brush; he was simply trying to control his arousal. Tilden gasped a second time when the brush met his tailhole, and he shivered as he felt the familiar tingle of the magical paint taking effect through the spandex. To his embarrassment, he could feel the tip of his member poking out of his its sheath.
Kendi then emerged from the water, gasping for breath and shaking the excess water from her mane. How much of his arousal Kendi saw Tilden didn't know, but she couldn't have heard any of Tilden's gasps while she was underwater.
"You can sure hold your breath for a while," Tilden said, trying to make idle conversation to take his mind off his penis.
"I've practiced," Kendi laughed. "I've worked here since I left the university."
"But what about that degree in music?" Tilden asked.
"I formed a band with a few friends. We're not that big yet, but the Neopian Times wrote an article about us a few months back."
"So you've... painted lots of males?" Tilden asked.
"Oh yeah," Kendi said as she began painting Tilden's chest, "Lots of Shoyrus, too. You're a very sexy species," She added with a wink, which did nothing to help Tilden's arousal.
Tilden felt his member begin to poke out further when Kendi moved her brush to his lower waist, caressing his soft scales, and Tilden let out a loud gasp when he felt brushstrokes over his pubes, making more of his cock poke out and tent his thong very visibly.
"Wh-what are you doing?" The Shoyru asked nervously, making Kendi giggle and throw back her mane.
"We usually tell our customers to take the brush into the fitting room to paint their privates, but I don't think you mind, do you? You're quite a handsome boy," Kendi asked as she used a paw to lightly stroke Tilden's growing length through the suit, making Tilden moan.
"N-no," Tilden replied.
"Why are you so nervous?" Kendi asked. "Is it Damier? I know he won't mind if--"
"No," Tilden interrupted, "I just didn't expect to see you."
Kendi chuckled and absent-mindedly stroked Tilden's bulge with her paw. "You don't think I forgot everything we did in college, do you? I still need to do something for you after all those times you, heh, ate my tuna."
She chuckled, and Tilden blushed.
"That swimsuit must be tight on you," Kendi grinned. "Why don't you take it off?"
Feeling pretty horny by then, Tilden gave it no second thought as he hooked his thumbs under the sides and pulled it down, freeing his still unpainted member, which was now at full mast. Tilden stepped out of the suit and tossed it on the deck of the pool. His crotch looked odd, since his most of his body was purple and gold, but his cock and balls were still very green.
"Why don't you sit on the deck so I can paint you more easily?" Kendi asked. He murred, and he hoisted himself up onto the deck near the counter, throwing water onto the tile as he did so. His legs dangled over the side, and he giggled like a child about to receive an ice cream cone. Kendi took her paint brush and clutched Tilden's ballsac with her other hand. She ran her brush over his balls one at a time, eliciting quiet moans from him as his orbs were caressed. Every bristle tickled his sensitive scales, providing waves of pleasure as the tingling sensation of the brush pressed against his balls.
Now that Tilden's scrotum was painted, Kendi surveyed the last part of him that hadn't been: His cock. She smirked and brought her brush to his sensitive pole, teasing him by letting a few bristles slide over the underside of his cockbase, making him inhale sharply. She twirled the brush all around his hilt, nagging his erection and drawing out a bead of precum. She collected this with a finger and brought it up to her tongue, murring at the sweet taste. She continued his treatment by painting a large stripe up the underside of his cock, covering the entire underside with paint. He groaned as a small stream of precum spurted from his cockhead. Eagerly, Kendi finished painting Tilden's cock with with a few more large strokes, each brushstroke bringing out a few splashes of his clear liquid. She finished up with a few strokes on his cockhead, which made him throw his head back and moan softly. After Kendi completed her task, the paint on the brush quickly fizzled away, leaving nothing more than an ordinary paint brush. She set it on the pool deck, and with a smile she turned to Tilden.
"Since the paint's gone, I guess I'm now officially a starry Shoyru," Tilden grinned, examining his new color, though he looked intently at his colorful cock, fascinated by how, by some sheer coincidence, a gold star had formed directly on his cockhead.
"You know," Kendi said, suddenly reaching out and grapsing his hard member, "When a Neopet is painted, his semen takes the pattern of his coat. I'm sure you'd like to see yours," She giggled.
"Yeah, I kno--ugh," Tilden groaned as Kendi squeezed his shaft. He had never thought much about it. His cum had always been white with only a light tinge of yellow, since green was his natural scale color. Damier's cream, on the other had, was a deep lavender, since he was painted, although he was born a blue Shoyru.
Kendi bent down and planted a kiss on the head of Tilden's cock, rousing a lusty growl from the starry Shoyru. The Kyrii licked her lips and placed them on The male's cock, slowly drawing in his shaft with wet slurps until all four inches were tucked inside her mouth. Kendi let her saliva run over his cock for a few seconds, making it slick, before she moved her head back up to the head, giving the flesh a few licks and tasting the pre that's flowing out. He couldn't help but groan and arch his back as she slowly teased his rock-hard cock.
"Oh, oh yeah, that's it," Tilden groaned, and Kendi giggled around his draconic cock as she began to bob her head up and down on his cock. He groaned and leaned back on his hands, which gave him enough support to pump his hips. He moved his hips gently, so he wouldn't surprise her. Kendi murred as he grunted and groaned, encouraging her to nurse his penis further, grasping the balls and handling them in her paws. She flicked her tongue at his shaft wildly, adding random jolts of pleasure to his ever-increasing bliss.
There was no way Tilden regretted not pawing off as he pumped his hips into the wet, warm confines of Kendi's mouth. His member throbbed uncontrollably inside her mouth, shooting pre, which was quickly swallowed down. Tilden's moans permeated the room, echoing off the walls and floor, and he closed his eyes as he started thrusting his hips at a faster pace. Kendi felt her own excitement grow as she bobbed up and down, sniffing his potent musk every time she reached his cockbase. She gave a few extra licks to the hilt, and she caressed his sensitive flesh and inhaled his aroma. Kendi felt her nipples harden in her bikini top, and she squeezed her legs together beneath the water as her pussy became wet in her bottom.
It was just then that Kendi remembered something she had wanted to try with him. She had wanted this ever since he was to become her customer. Giving a final lick to his cock, she moved her head off the cock, sucking it tightly as she moved off it. He gasped, and his eyes flew open as all the pleasure disappeared in an instant. His cock throbbed needily, and he whimpered.
"Don't worry, Tilly," She winked, "I just remembered something. Remember how we used to spar in the Battledome?" Tilden nodded quickly.
"It occured to me, what if I use my Restore move on your member?" Kendi said.
"But I'm not injured," Tilden responded. Kendi chuckled.
"Yes, but Restore doesn't heal your wounds. It reinvigorates you. Certainly your cock's been used maybe a bit too much, and I'm sure you aren't storing as much spunk as you could." He understood, but he was a bit puzzled. Kendi giggled at his reaction. Wasting no time, she placed one hand on his shaft and her other hand on his balls. She closed her eyes, concentrated for a few seconds, and muttered, "Restore." Her hands lingered on him as the magic took effect, and she moved them away quickly to observe the results.
Tilden could feel bursts of energy shoot up his spine. They electrified him and cleared his mind rapidly. The stars on his body glowed, as if he were a light bulb. He felt renewed and motivated, ready to take on a pack of Skeiths. The energy concentrated in his groin, and Tilden looked down at his cock, which was throbbing without any touch and shooting precum into the pool every few seconds. He wrapped a paw around his starry shaft and murred at the feeling. His cock was a bit thicker and more sensitive, engorged with blood. Plus, he could've sworn he had increased in size by perhaps half an inch. It was as if he hadn't used his penis in weeks, and it was ready to face any female. Tilden curiously reached under his shaft and felt his orbs. They'd swelled in size as his body began to produce semen at a rapid pace, filling his testicles with his love juices.
Kendi groaned at watching Tilden's organs swell slightly, the sight making her pussy beg for attention. She reached down to her suit and rubbed at herself through the bikini bottom. She panted heavily and closed her eyes. It felt so good to have the slick spandex rub against the sensitive flesh, and she cooed softly when she rubbed against her clit. Tilden chuckled at Kendi. She seemed to have forgotten all about him.
"Kendi?"
She snapped back to reality, her eyes widening in surprise.
"How about I take care of that?" Tilden said. The purple Kyrii murred at this. She grabbed onto the ledge next to him and lifted herself onto the deck. Wasting no time, she grabbed her blue bikini bottom and stepped out of it, revealing her sweet cunny. Tilden swung his legs onto the floor and crawled on his hands and knees over to Kendi, who expected him to come up and lick her honeypot. It was a surprise to her when Tilden turned around until his ear pushed up against her pussy. She let out a sound halfway between a gasp and a moan.
One of the most interesting things about Shoyrus was their ears. They had only one, and it was a large cone on the back of their heads, about five inches long and three inches in diameter at the base. Tilden had been interested in this form of penetration, and a few searches on the Internet claimed that as long as the cone was washed afterward, no harm would be done to it.
"Now it's my turn to try something," Tilden smirked. Before she could respond, he threw his head back until half his cone was lodged in her cunt, and Kendi cried out his name. Her insides were burning, both from her arousal and the feeling of being skewered with such a large object after not having a boyfriend for a year. He couldn't hear her scream, but he could definitely hear her pussy. It sounded so slimy, squelching all around him. He turned his head to the side experimentally, and he heard sloshing when the cone poked at the sides of Kendi's walls.
"You're sure wet," Tilden giggled, moving his head from side to side so he could listen to the slopping sound of Kendi's insides. She was in heaven from his approach. She used her right hand to squeeze her breast through her top, while her other hand was occupied with moving down to her lower lips. Her clit was swollen and erect, and she pinched it between two fingers. She threw her head back and moaned loudly, and her pussy contracted around Tilden's ear. She gave her nub constant flicks, groaning at the waves of pleasure.
As Tilden pleasured Kendi, he couldn't help but feel his own need throbbing painfully between his legs, shooting spurts of precum at random, which pooled in a small puddle beneath him. Only a few minutes ago he'd been given greater virility, and his body was pleading with him to use it. Since Tilden was relying on his hands for support, he decided to use his only free appendage, which was wagging in the air behind him. He brought his long, draconic tail between his legs and wrapped it around his cock in three rings: one at the base, one around the middle, and one behind the cockhead. He brought the tip of his tail to the enlarged cockhead and stroked, rousing a heavy groan from himself. He squeezed his tail rhythmically, squeezing each ring one at a time, gasping as he did so. He moved his head from side to side in delight, which had the unintended result of pleasing Kendi immensely.
"Oh gods," Kendi moaned as Tilden moved his cone from side to side, rubbing wildly at her slick vaginal walls. Her orgasm was approaching; she could feel it, but she needed some extra stimulus to get her there. She couldn't ride his cone, since she was standing up, but she realized what she could do. She shifted her weight to her toes, raising her off his ear enough to simulate riding a cock. She came back down, sinking herself onto Tilden with a loud groan and continued her hand movements on her breasts and clitoris. Her hand flew wildly up and down her little nub, which was by then jam full of blood. The slightest touch sending her reeling in pleasure. She raised herself up and down rapidly, savagely assaulting her clit, until she lowered herself as much as she could onto his earcone and screamed, "Oh, Tillyyyyyyyyy!" Girly cum splattered all over his ear as she continued to ride it. Her cunt convulsed wildly. It clutched randomly at the faux dong and released her juices. Tilden had no trouble hearing Kendi scream, and he certainly had no trouble feeling the tingle of love juices run down his cone.
Kendi sighed, feeling her convulsions stop and her liquids stop leaking out of her, and Tilden lowered his head, sliding his cone out of her pussy with a wet sound. He crawled into the pool, and once he was upright in the water, he leaned back until his ear was soaked in water, and Kendi's pussy juice dissolved into the pool water. No one would ever notice, especially since the pools at the facility were cleaned often.
"Do you think anyone heard us?" Tilden asked as he once again emerged from the water and stood up. Kendi blushed, and she shook her head.
"The canvas ceilings are magically soundproofed. You'd need a hundred airplanes to make enough noise that any of the other rooms would hear a peep. So feel free to make as much noise as you want."
"What?" Tilden said. Kendi giggled, "Surely you haven't forgotten your hard-on, unless you came without me noticing and your sperm turned invisible?" Tilden chuckled and wriggled his hips, causing his cock to swing from side to side. He walked over to the pile of towels and took a large one, throwing it out and laying it on the ground.
"After you, my dear," Tilden presented the towel to Kendi with a flourish, and Kendi murred. She got down on the floor and laid back on the towel, but not before she reached behind her and unclasped her bikini top, discarding it carelessly. She spread her legs, and Tilden kneeled down between them. Examining her slit, he could tell that she was extremely wet, as a result of both her own arousal and her orgasm just a few minutes ago. He inhaled her pheromones, which begged for his penis Experimentally, Tilden bent down and put his face close to her vulva. Watching her glistening cunt aroused him even more, if it were possible. His tongue escaped from his mouth and slurped at Kendi, making her squeal in pleasure. Tilden removed his mouth and moved his hips into place, putting his hard cock on Kendi's nether lips. He used his paw to rub his cock up and down her slit, wettting it slick with pre and making Kendi moan every time the cockhead rubbed her erect clit.
"And now," he said, "I make my big entrance." Tilden pushed his hips forward, driving the tip of his cock into that wet, inviting pussy. Both partners immediately groaned at the meeting of their sensitive organs, though Tilden groaned louder, because his cock was almost hard enough to be painful, and Kendi's slit was a sensation that felt impossibly pleasurable, her walls so slick and juicy and squeezing on his shaft. The ridge of his cockhead was especially pleasured, as it bumped against Kendi's insides with every movement.
"Ugh, Kendi," Tilden panted, "How'd get... so... tight?" He buried his cock in her until his hilt was inside. Kendi moaned, "We... we haven't mated... for a year!" Though that was true, Tilden had just thrust his earcone inside Kendi only a few minutes ago. But he didn't care, and he slowly moved his hips back, his cock throbbing endlessly and spreading precum around, making Kendi impossibly slick. Pleasure coursed through both partners, and when Tilden's cock was mostly outside her, he pushed back in, his cock wildly stabbing at Kendi's insides. Meanwhile, he brought his hands up to her chest, clutching her her breasts and squeezing them, kneeding them, needing them. He was lost in his lust, completely overcome by his appetite. His hands worked tirelessly, stroking her furred bosom, occasionally grabbing hold of her nipples and squeezing them, tweaking them. Kendi's eyes fluttered, and she let out a long moan as the Shoyru inside her caressed her chest.
Tilden began thrusting steadily, his member's movements made easier in the tight space by Kendi's wetness. He groaned at the tightness he felt with every thrust. Her pussy was snug around his cock, and every thrust stretched her just a little bit more every time. Both partners breathed heavily, moaning every once in a while. No words were exchanged, the sounds of their bodies being their only means of communication. Kendi ground her hips against Tilden's every time he thrust forward, her swollen clit rubbing against Tilden's body and making her moan out Tilden's name. As he pistoned his penis in and out of her body, Kendi rewarded him by instinctively tightening her pussy around him.
Tilden groaned at this tightness. Mating Damier felt nothing like this. Kendi's warm honeypot was so good, her walls so inviting. Squelching noises could be heard every time Tilden thrust himself all the way in. His thrusts quickened, and he continued to massage her breasts, his ballsac slapping against Kendi's body with every savage thrust. Tilden moved his head down to Kendi's and licking all over Kendi's face randomly, matting her fur with saliva before kissing her roughly on the lips, his tongue invading her mouth. Kendi's eyes shot open in surprise as she felt Tilden kiss her, but she calmed down and closed her eyes, returning the kiss and probing her tongue inside his mouth. She wrapped her arms around him, telling Tilden she wanted him deep within her.
The dragon continued the kiss for some time as his hips moved faster and faster, his piston meeting Kendi's pussy with slopping sounds. Tilden could feel his climax approaching, and there was nothing in Neopia that would stop him from reaching it. Tilden ended the kiss by drawing his tongue out of her mouth and grabbing her hands. He held them tight as he sped up. He could feel his balls contracting, and so were Kendi's walls.
"Ohh, Kendi, I can't hold on!" Tilden moaned.
"Neither can I!" shouted Kendi. "Come on me, show me your colors!"
A few thrusts later, and Keni gripped Tilden's hands. Her pussy convulsed wildly, and she jerked in the throes of pleasure. She screamed, "Oh, Tilly!" as her cunt filled with her girly Kyrii cum. The Shoyru's face screwed up as he pumped his hips, trying both to attain his climax and prolong it for as long as possible. Finally, he reached his limit. With a loud, animalistic grunt, Tilden thrust a final time into Kendi's pussy.
"Kendi!" Tilden screamed, and he withdrew his cock from her passage, just in time for it to throb once and begin to spew onto Kendi's belly. To Tilden's amazement, his ejaculate was no longer the white it had once been; it was now purple and gold, the new color of his scales. Tilden moaned as thick globs of his cream splattered onto Kendi's fur. Kendi watched excitedly as shots of his multicolored semen landed on her fur. Shot after shot spurted out of his cockhead, landing as far as her chest and neck, until after a few more seconds of cumming, the flow stopped. Murring, Kendi dipped a finger into Tilden's spew and with no hesitation put her finger in her mouth and sucked on it until it was clean of the Shoyru's cum.
"So?" Tilden asked.
Kendi thought for a moment and cocked her head. Then she giggled and said, "Tasty."
Kendi scooped up a few more samples of his cum and tasted it. After she was satisfied by Tilden's cream, Kendi crawled over to the edge of the pool and dipped a paw in the water. She splashed some water on her torso. She then reached for a towel and wiped her purple coat free of the remaining semen. She discarded the towel and laid down in Tilden's lap. Both of them breathed heavily after their intense experience, and Tilden fiddled with the fur on Kendi's head silently. After a few minutes, Tilden's cock retreated into its protective sheath.
"Why haven't we seen each other in so long?" Tilden asked, breaking up the silence.
"Because you never called me," Kendi said, a frown appearing abruptly on her face, and she looked up at Tilden.
"After you moved out of the dorm, you never gave me your phone number," Tilden said nervously.
"You had my e-mail address," Kendi shot back.
Tilden blushed. "After college I was working like crazy to make a living. Everybody was right when they said I would never make it as an artist. I mean, I did make it, but I was working my tail off night and day. I value what I do. Besides, I didn't know what I'd do if I ever e-mailed you, after all those things we did."
"Well," Kendi said, "You just mated me."
"Are you angry at me?"
"Furious."
After that, neither of them spoke for a few seconds.
"Never mind that now," Kendi said. "I knew your e-mail address, but I didn't try to reach you, so I can't blame only you."
"Why don't we exchange addresses ad phone numbers right now, while we're both here?" Tilden asked. Th e Kyrii nodded. She got up and walked over to the counter, and Tilden followed her. Kendi found a spare piece of paper and a pen. She ripped it in two and wrote a few things down on her half, and she handed the pen to Tilden. He in turn wrote his contact information on his paper, and they swapped.
"Hmm, you don't live all that far from me," Kendi said, examining the paper. Tilden smiled, "That's no surprise. I mean, we live in what they call the Artists' District."
Kendi giggled, "I'll have to come see you soon." It was then that Kendi noticed the time on the clock sitting on the counter. "Why don't you get dressed and go?" Kendi suggested. "I have to get back to work, since we've been in here for at least half an hour. Oh, and be a nice Shoy and get me my suit, will you?" She asked. Tilden went to the side of the pool. He collected their respective bathing suits and gave them to Kendi. He then stepped into the fitting room and slipped Kendi's contact info into a pocket in his jeans.
Having a full-length mirror at hand, he took the opportunity to exam his new color. He looked quite extraordinary, his stars dazzling and seemingly glowing. No wonder other Shoyrus like this color, thought Tilden.
It took only a minute for him to get dressed, and when he left the fitting room Kendi was once again dressed again in her swimsuit, filling out a few papers. She looked up.
"Call me," she said simply.
"I will," Tilden replied, and he emerged from Room 74 in his new color.
Though no one else in the building knew what just took place, Tilden felt like he could shout it to the world. As he walked down the hall, back to the front office, he smiled. The clock on the wall behind the Wocky's desk read 11:00.
"Do you like your color?" The Wocky asked and gave Tilden a receipt.
"Yeah," he replied nonchalantly, taking it and putting in his wallet.
"Have a nice day," The receptionist said.
"You, too."
Thanks for reading this. I hope you enjoyed the story. The next chapter will appear in a few weeks' time. If you want to see what else I'm working on, feel free to visit [my website](%5C). Thank you.