A Long Night

Story by FakeMan on SoFurry

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Disclaimer - This is a story for those of you who like long things. It's not for those who enjoy short stacks, short tempers, shorts, shortening bread, short sightedness, or short term investments. Instead, this is a work for those who treasure long walks on the beach, long necks, longing elongations, long tongues, and long steamy nights. So if you enjoy anything from the length challenged category, other than short stories, I'm afraid this tale is just not for you. (This is a work of pornographic fiction. Please do not read if it would be illegal for you to do so.)


Disclaimer - This is a story for those of you who like long things. It's not for those who enjoy short stacks, short tempers, shorts, shortening bread, short sightedness, or short term investments. Instead, this is a work for those who treasure long walks on the beach, long necks, longing elongations, long tongues, and long steamy nights. So if you enjoy anything from the length challenged category, other than short stories, I'm afraid this tale is just not for you. (This is a work of pornographic fiction. Please do not read if it would be illegal for you to do so.)

A Long Night

She's taller than I expected. I know that sounds stupid, but I kind of assumed from the little picture she had sent me that she was just a few inches taller than me, but in person I feel dwarfed. There is something oddly serene about the way she walks towards me as I gulp, feet hanging off the edge of her extra long bed, watching her heavy cloven hooves sink into the plush white carpet with barely any sound.

I feel naked . . . I mean, I _am_naked, but it seems more awkward than usual, for although she abandons her beautifully colorful loose sarong when she steps through the door, she doesn't really seem to be disrobing so much as revealing a more intimate outfit. Her long legs and odd dappled brown and straw colored pelt with dark geometric spots draw my eyes up her large-jointed and yet graceful body, wandering from her flat chest to her long graceful neck, a blush rising to my cheeks as her dark round eyes meet mine, blinking slowly with her long thick lashes with beatific grace.

The bed rocks as she sits next to me, and I can't help but look back to see her tufted tail twitching against the bed behind her before I look up and she tussles my dark hair affectionately. Her glossy smooth hoof-tipped fingers feel like a strange warm-stone massage as she lets out a reassuring hum of noise: wordless, but oddly comforting.

She pulls her body up against mine and I swallow nervously, my groin beginning to pulse as I feel her smooth and bristly fur rub up against my soft pink flesh. I self-consciously lean in against her, resting my face in the crook of her shoulder, smelling her odd animal scent mixed with some kind of exotic spice that permeates her fur, making my nose tingle as I inhale. Her fingers on my scalp scrtich and scratch, sensations becoming more and more sensitive as a mounting pressure builds up, almost like I'm about to sneeze, but in a completely alien way.

Tentatively, I reach down to her belly, brushing at the velvet smooth flesh of her udder as my fingertips pause, gently grasping at one of her four fleshy teats, making her rumble and smile down at me. Her majestic neck cranes in, long dark skinned tongue snaking out as she nibbles at my hair. It's so odd, muscular thick and warm, longer than any human tongue has a right to be, and yet, oddly alluring. Her hard three-fingered hands begin to pull at my head in an impossible way, jerking this way and that with a growing sense of affectionate traction.

I close my eyes as her long huffing face pulls down towards one of my ears, flexible almost rubbery lips teasing at it, huffing out in a breathy language that I don't yet understand. She suckles at the cartilage of my lobe, engulfing the whorls of my human ear as her fingers continue to knead at the front of my sensitive scalp. I can feel her smooth thick warm tongue slip out against my ear as her mouth condenses, suction pulling my flesh against her smooth muscular appendage. My heart pounds as I something changes, my ear pulling longer in hot tugging throbs as her tongue tip teases at the widening base, sloppy sounds all encompassing while her ministrations insistently tug it up towards the top of my head.

Her fingers tap against my skull in the strangest of ways, raising up horn-like nubs covered in tufted brown even as my hair begins to soften into something more like an auburn mane with shorted tan bristly fuzz around it. I gasp as she slides away from my ear, the sensation of her pulling away seeming to take a deliciously long time as my new lengthy fuzzy ear twitches, quickly cooling spittle glistening on the smooth brown velvet. I grope in harder against her udder, palm massaging the pliant flesh, eliciting a moan as she leans her long dappled neck around the other side of my head and engulfs my other ear, changes feeling even more intense the second time around, as she squeezes my flesh around her wildly finessed tongue.

The fuzzy tips of the new horn-like protrusions atop my head tingle as she kneads them between thumb and forefinger, bulging into animal prominence as my body quakes, neck cracking while it stretches out ever so slightly, her own body still towering over my own. Her caring ministrations slowly move downwards, hands teasing around the nape of my neck and running under my chin, stretching out my skin as it begins to thicken, turning a light yellowish with blotchy light brown rosettes. My still moist ears twitch as I feel her hoof-like finger running down my spine, teasing out a brushy stripe of a mane, making me shiver as she looks down at me with a all-knowing serene smile.

Leaning in, she turns her body towards mine, reaching down and grasping at my hand that still gently paws at her udder, pressing my boney fingers in harder against her warm barely furred flesh, mashing against her stiffening teats, almost daring me to find where "too much" lies. My breath comes out in ragged pants as she bends her neck in, licking her broad fleshy lips with her long sinuous tongue before sloppily licking down my jowl towards my bared chest. The slick almost purplish organ grinds between my pectorals, sliding this way and that in a wet warm rush that makes me groan as she encircles one of my nipples.

My entire chest is a wet hot mess as her fingertips move in, pinching and squeezing at my nipples as my chest is slowly subsumed in a straw colored coat of short fuzz. My tender little nubs of flesh become more and more sensitive, straining and stiffening before beginning to loosen up, stretching out as she grinds against them with harder and harder strokes, culminating in a climactic burst of pleasure that makes my cock jerk and pull before she pulls back from my changed chest, all signs of my nipples completely absent, leaving my skin softly furred, but bare.

My neck creaks out again almost imperceptibly as I look down, huffing as she smiles up with a glimmer in her dark orb-like eyes. She licks her lips in a mischievous fashion before pushing forwards, velvety chin sliding up my chest before her mouth pushes against mine. My eyes widen as she shoves inch after inch of her thick dark tongue into my mouth, broad fuzzy upper lip mashed against my face, casually teasing the back of my throat, causing rivulets of drool to leak down the sides of my lips while I feebly try to reciprocate.

My teeth feel strange even as my tongue becomes hot and unwieldy, slurping against her with more power than I expect. I can feel my canines begin to bulge and flatten out as my jaw creaks slightly forwards to accommodate her, my incisors rapidly following suit as dark warmth seeps up my tongue which she carefully entwines around her own, pumping in and out of my mouth. All the while, her rubbery lips flare out and grasp at my own, stretching my flesh thicker and longer, my muscles all twitching in new and impossible ways as my flaring lips begin to writhe and push against her own.

I gag just slightly as she lunges in, swabbing the back of my throat before pulling back, surveying my partially changed face and seeming to chuckle as I stare cross-eyed at my new fleshy purplish tongue, not yet nearly as long as her own as it protrudes from my soft lipped proto-muzzle, seemingly with a mind of its own.

She pulls up my arms, clasping my hands in both of her own, rubbing them up the smooth expanse of her neck as she purrs, craning down as she teasingly nips at my fingers. I jokingly try to get a grasp on her snake-like slip of flesh as it entwines between my fingers, but it's like trying to hold onto a greased eel. My muscles bulge and tense as her hands squeeze my digits together, skin merging, bones creaking as my five fingers merge into three stocky digits, a smooth blackness seeping out from my nails to coat the last joint of my forming animal fingers. The warm then cool sensation of her tongue caressing me is vivid, even as my tactile sense begins to alter into oddly detailed echoes of sensation.

My own tongue licks out over my lips as straining need builds up in the pit of my stomach, neck creaking out ever longer as my fingers begin to click and clack against her own, sending jolts of new-found sensation down my arms while she rubs in at them in long hard strokes, coaxing out a patterned bristling coat of fur and thick skin, my arms becoming noticeably lankier as my joints swell, but in an oddly sinuous manner, not entirely unlike her own.

Pulling us close, our strong smooth chests rub together while she hugs me, fingers playing over my spine coaxing my pelt to spread down my back in its odd tortoise-shell pattern, a few shades lighter than her own deep mahogany fur. I rub the side of my face against her neck, slightly higher than I remember being as she tussles the hair between my horns and then slides back off the bed, hooves sinking into the plush carpet as she kneels. Her eyes glimmer up at me, teasing as her muzzle makes me quiver, approaching my rock hard shaft only to pass over it, slipping forwards to huff and sniff at my belly with her wide velvety nostrils.

As she snuffles, I reach down, stretching my new thick fingers, running them through her mane and teasing her tufted little nubs of antlers. I can feel just how warm she is, and make out the smoothness of her hair against my horn-like enamel in a strange new all too sensitive way. But the sensation is overshadowed, paling in comparison to her dextrous lips nibbling in at the lower part of my stomach, an area that's still mostly pink and fleshy even as the fur seeps in around it.

Reaching up with her smooth-tipped hands, she kneads at my flesh, fingers grinding in as I moan out, reveling in the smooth sensation. I would hardly call it a gentle caress. Instead, it's strong and methodical, causing me to bite my curled lip with my flattened teeth as she squeezes in, making my flesh more and more sensitive, malleable in her palms as she raises up a pillowy pink patch with the pattern of my dappled fur fading in around its edges.

I can feel the faint protrusion wobble as she scrapes her tongue down the center, faintly dividing it into two jostling lobes. Her dark tongue contrasts with my pink flesh as she slides along my new odd protuberance before picking a spot and wrapping her lips around it, forming a tight seal and then beginning to suck. I arch my back as she pulls harder and harder, hands clasped against her horns as I bellow out in animal bliss. The intense suction is tingling and wild as the sensations multiply while she stretches back with a audible pop, leaving a glistening pink nipple in her wake, raised out a few centimeters, not nearly as full as her own udder-like teats.

There's no time to comment as she switches over to the other side of my new animal organ, sucking with equally amazing strength, literally stretching my flesh out with lusty tugs. It doesn't stop though as she slides her tongue up against my developing udder, teasing the veins under the flesh as she yanks out another set of teats above the first two, all of them equally sensitive, feeling the hot tightness of her mouth around them making my cock jerk and tug in sympathy, leaking out rivulets of clear pre that run down my tortured length as she slathers my four new female protrusions with her dark sinuous tongue.

Her hands tease my hips as the loose warm prickly fur of her chin brushes against my aching cock before she moves her attention to my fleshy rod. The way she licks her lips is explicit as she fixes her eyes on my own, making me swallow nervously as she doesn't move her head an inch, letting her tongue slither out to its full impressive length, thick tip just gently poking at the head of my shaft before she bobs forward and curls around my organ, tongue entwining around it like a hungry black serpent, engulfing it in wet warm coils that pulse and throb.

I lean back and groan, unable to deal with the pleasure as my own tongue laps up at my now velvety nose in sympathy, feeling my nostrils pulling out into velvety slits as my face continues to creak longer. Her brown furry lips press forwards, slowly taking in my constricted member as she suckles and ruminates, blunt teeth causing sparks of pleasure while one of her smooth fingered hands slips down my thighs to grope at my tight testicles, roughly shoving them against my body, making my eyes water as she continues with unrelenting force, dragging the dark hired tip of her tail over the carpet behind her.

The black serpent encircling my member pulls back as she teases around the edge of my foreskin, making my member jerk out a splash of needy pre against her soft fleshy palette. She presses in against the head of my dick with incredible force, making me pull up handfuls of the comforter on the bed, newly formed udder jostling with the semi-formed teats each bobbing around independently. The sheer power of her oral finesse floors me as the sensations against my dick multiply, crushed back as she wriggles her tongue-tip around inside the cusp of my foreskin.

My heart beats in my throat as she rumbles out a sultry groan, other hand sliding in to grasp at the base of my cock, holding it stable as she laps in against the tip with harder pressing strokes that squeeze the tight sensitive flesh. Blinking slowly, my longer thick curled lashes bat together as she squeezes and thrusts at my crotch, somehow stretching out the loose skin even further, her neck obscuring my vision as I moan at the impossible pressure.

Smooth hoof-tipped digits seem to wrap around my entire length now, her black tongue slipping past the polished enamel fingertips to ravish the tip of my cock which feels like it's retreating back into my foreskin as new sensations well up, making my smooth chest heave. I can feel the humid breeze of her own breath against my crotch as the hand kneading my balls squeezes in tighter and tighter, flesh quivering and growing taut as I writhe in need for release, but can't seem to reach the precipice of satisfaction. It's impossible to describe, her tongue covering more and more of my flesh as she surges against me, shoving in further and further.

My curiosity gets the better of me, and between my pleasured groans of bliss, I crane my broad lengthening neck to the side, looking in with a confused blush. The sides of my foreskin are welling out, becoming glistening electrically sensitive lips that frame my changing orifice. I watch, mesmerized, my nose huffing in the increasingly spicy animal scent in the air as the fleshy head of my cock seals up, making me quiver as my urethral opening is tugged just below it, all of the sensations of my former maleness now condensed into one white hot nub that crowns the growing cleft of my new vagina. Even the merest touch of her tongue makes me rock my hips, hardly able to contain myself as I watch with rapt fascination.

The thickening lips of my labia quiver as she slides up and down them lustily, fingers pressing in at the bare fuzzy sensitive skin where my balls used to be, fingers running up either side of my quivering flesh, spreading it wide. My breath halts as she presses in at the center of my fleshy crevasse, tongue tense as she haltingly slips forwards, stretching my pulsing hot pink flesh wide as she squeezes into my forming female cleft. My own unwieldy tongue licks around my lips uncontrollably as she presses in further, tongue twisting and pulsing, sinking deeper and deeper, dark fleshy tongue contrasting with the bulging edges of my fleshy labia while she ravishes my freshly tapped femininity.

The shape of my desires has changed so much that I barely know how to cope with the sensations as she pumps her slick blackness into me. But I do know that I need more, the end goal somehow clarifying as her fleshy nostrils snort hot air against my jostling udder. I want her to push harder, deeper, to shove me over that blissful edge that I can envision clearly in my mind, but before I can even blink, she pulls back, long warm tongue slipping out of my quivering moist femininity in one long drawn out motion.

Suddenly she's getting up, her strong hands pushing me back, lifting up under my armpits, stifling my complaints as she lays me out on the bed, crawling back atop of me in one practiced motion, her udder pressed against my cheek as her hands reach down and slide against my now muscular thighs, teasing the loose yellow and brown patterned flesh, pulling up my feet to grasp at my toes. The need between my legs still aches, but my mind is taken away from the burning desire by her tongue slipping between my toes, teasing the stubby digits while her hands rub up and down against my feet, coaxing them out longer and stronger bones crunching as my joints swell, becoming strong and supple under her kneading grasp.

Tentatively, I open my mouth, lips grasping at the pliant flesh at the base of her udder as I feel her thighs clench on either side of me. The air absolutely reeks with the heady scent of female giraffe as my tongue slides out and I tentatively lick at the smooth hot jiggling flesh, unable to focus as she nibbles at my feet, suckling on each of my toes as they slowly pull together, haltingly creaking out into a broad cloven hoof with a strong hefty fetlock, bulging with muscle as she teases the sensitive forming edge between solid dark enamel and hay furred flesh.

She shifts her posterior back slightly, giving me a slightly better angle towards her plump hanging teats. I can hardly help myself as I slide up the fuzzy edge of her udder towards the middle, wrapping my tongue inexpertly around a pink fleshy protrusion and taking it into my mouth, feeling her shudder as I crane my growing neck in, huffing in her heady female aroma through my flaring velvet nostrils. I feel the teat tense and tighten, heat from the udder radiating as her dark brush tipped tail wags about above me.

My new hooves broaden and spread out under her ministrations, opposing sides occasionally clicking together after she teases the sensitive flesh between them. After one sensuously long slathering which coats my altered feet in her affection, she slides back, licking up my calf and then my thigh, making my thick hide quiver as my breath huffs against her udder and I suck harder in anticipation. My neck creaks out further and further as she teasingly licks up the length of my vulva, scraping over my electric clit, but she doesn't stop, continuing up my flesh, sliding to grind between the two sides of my swelling udder in a hot long stroke, painting me with my own musky female pleasure.

The feeble attempts I had been making to pleasure her are demonstrated inferior as she coils her amazing slippery hot tongue around my teats, sucking at them roughly in order, coaxing them out to a size that matches her own. My udder bulges out larger and heavier as she nibbles in, squeezing each of my pink teats together in turn while I try to reciprocate, changing my focus to her other nipples as I groan out, long tufted ears pulled back in flickering bliss. The wild sloppy strokes drive me wild, making my pussy writhe and clench in sympathetic pleasure, dripping out a glistening trail of need down my thighs.

With a final sultry slick lavishing, she pulls back and huffs, blowing a teasing cold stream of air towards my torrid privates, shifting her hands-and-knees position and pulling her rear up, forcing me to use my growing thick long neck. I can't stand the wait, and I think for the first time tonight she is surprised as I press up, fuzzy huffing nostrils buried just under her now glistening udder, smelling her spicy animal musk before I plunge my lengthening tongue into her torrid femininity.

Her neck rears up and her back arcs as she screams out in pleasure, pent up after what seems like hours of foreplay, tongue flailing out into the air before she arcs her head around, looking directly at me and grinning a knowing smile as I sloppily press into her. The muscular contractions of her pink fleshy walls are impossibly strong, squeezing around every inch of my tongue, even pulling it in, stretching it out further to match the length of her own, if not her incredible oral finesse. My slick skinned organ darkens to its proper nearly black hue, contrasting with the edges of her stretched labia while I pant heavily. Her ass quivers, tail raised and twitching as my muzzle continues to creak out, jaws strengthening, muscles developing as I continue to pound into her honey sweet depths, hoof-hands reaching up to grab at her strong boney hips.

She takes a few more moments to enjoy herself before refusing to be shown up as she leans her long sultry face between my thighs, sliding up one side of my slick pink labia and then down the other, tail twitching as she lays her tongue flat against my clenching inner orifice, pressing in harder and harder, muscles individually contracting, pulsing as the pressure increases until she slides inside of me with a sinuous force that makes me bleat out in pleasure as my tight insides wrench in against her hot purplish slippery flesh.

I press into her harder, tongue seemingly having a mind of its own as it wriggles inside of the pulsing channel my lips pulling at the edges of her labia as I snort and huff. There's too much contrast in her own motions to even comprehend as she plunges into me, rocking for a second before slipping back to tease at my clit, pressing in with teasing strokes before rocketing back into me, a little further every time. I feel a new pressure building inside of me, twisting at the pit of my stomach even as her fuzzy chin rubs against my heavy pink-skinned teats: a barely restrained wave of need rising within me, directing my motion as my hips buck up against her.

One of her strong hoof-hands reaches in, rubbing roughly against my thigh, making my brushy fur tingle. Her thumb slips in to circle around the stretched edge of my labia, eliciting a huff of pleasure as I strain against her own insides. The mischievous digit then wanders lower, sliding over my ass to rub in tight little circles at my tailbone, making me hold my breath as my spine seems to groan, creaking out, skin bulging as she teases a forming nub. I can feel myself tugging against her impossibly, jerking this way and that as her fingertips pinch around the growing nub of my tail, twitching this way and that. I swear that every time her tongue slams into me, stretching me wider, my tail grinds out a little longer, sprouting a bristling brown tip that she brushes carefully before sliding her smooth fingers down to massage at the tighter base, feeling the forming muscles bulge in my sumptuous rear.

My own neck is bobbing now, slipping out of her tight contracting walls before drilling back in, making her ass wriggle in pleasure as she rocks against me. We are both lost now, falling through a passionate haze of lust as I learn to use my altered form to its fullest, trying to copy her finessed motions, but only managing to get by with the raw animal eagerness that drives my frenetic motions, tail now thwapping against the bed in a needy tattoo. My pussy is starting to quiver, muscles straining and clenching down as I groan, unable to help myself as a million things happen at once.

I stop breathing, legs spreading out, tendons straining taut as my new tail goes stiff as a board and my fingers grasp white knuckled against her hips. I can feel her tongue splitting me open, tapping into some primal reserve of power as my pussy goes crazy, clamping down in wild unceasing irregular bursts against her writhing dark hot slick tongue.

I expect it to stop, but the sensation only escalates, making me groan out around my tongue still buried in her depths as every fiber of my being is set ablaze in tortuously pleasurable fire.

Apparently, in my first personal encounter with a female orgasm, I lost whatever oral prowess I had, because she then rocks her hips back against my muzzle, bouncing my head up and down against the mattress as my tongue squelches in and out of her even as she continues to ravish my molten insides with her powerful oral ministrations. I press forwards as hard as I can, lips wrapped around my huge purple organ as she slams herself over it with reckless abandon, using me as her torrid insides begin to twitch and then madly contract as she finally arrives to join me in glorious climax, muscular insides wrenching down against my tongue with nearly painful force as her slickened hand reaches up to knead and tug forcefully at my jostling teats.

We rock this way for what seems like hours, a tangle of long limbs, quivering muscles, and screaming fits of femininity, pleasure coursing through every cell of our bodies as we make sweet animal love. Both of us are panting before she finally slips back, pulling her foot long glistening dark tongue from inside of me in one long slippery motion. I didn't know that it was possible to overwork your tongue, but mine aches as she pulls away, laying down beside me as I pull myself against her back, udder pressed against her smooth dappled hide as I take in long deep breaths, rife with the scent of contented animal exertion.

She leans her long neck around and we kiss, gently, briefly, before she lays her head against the oddly stiff, but unusually comfortable pillow. I nibble at the tips of her fuzzy horns, my neck pressed against her bristly mane, joining her as we both drift off into sleep, echoes of bliss dancing through our mingled dreams.