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Recently, I found myself wanting to meet up again with friends I hadn't seen in a while. I'd been having so many new experiences, I wanted to balance it out by getting back in touch with older relationships. Well, that wasn't the only reason.

I was currently at a public place, sharing lunch with a couple of friends and chatting about being understanding.

"I'm glad you're looking at it like that, but just remember that you haven't had to deal with any of the emotional baggage the rest of us do."

"Gotcha. If I'm ever talking over you, or saying that I know you more than you - which I never want to do - please tell me and I'll stop it."

"Great. You get a cookie for showing decent respect."

"I brought some cookies with me. Want one?"

Since my usual clothes didn't fit me any more, I was wearing a grey sleeveless hoodie and treating the hood like one big pocket. I also had roomy shorts, since I knew the guy who was coming to meet me would prefer them to stuff like mini-dresses. I never really cared about fashion or fanciness, until a friend of mine fed me baked goodies that made me into a herm. Since I'd ended up larger than I was before, I'd needed new clothes.

When Tasunka showed up, I introduced him to my friends. I got worried a little when he asked them if they were both trans, but everyone took it well. The Tiger replied, "Look, she's female, I'm male. Call me a 'C-boi' and prepare to die," and Tasunka just said, "I never would." I mentioned that he was really caring and understanding, that he came from a heritage that also got treated unfairly, and that he'd invited me to a housewarming party, so we managed to leave with any awkwardness defused.

"Hm, nice place!" It was small, it was tidy, and it was the perfect base of operations for a guy who wanted to start living on his own after having spent most of his time on the road. Though for me, that kind of thing was a hobby, for him, it was a job.

"Yep," Tasunka smiled, "It took a while to find and buy, but now it's mine."

I realized I was about to start talking about my living plans, but since that wasn't the point, I caught myself in time. "So, now you just need to get used to it," I said instead. "Want me to make you dinner, or would you just like to relax?"

"Let's relax... later." The tall, strong Stallion came up behind me, and I leaned back against him. "For now, let's test out that couch."

It looked big enough for three people, if the pillows were pushed to the floor, but it was too soft and plush for the kind of stress-testing he had in mind.

"Say," I turned around to hug him, playing with his hair, "You okay with this? Though I'm not fully masculine?"

He laughed gently in my ear and asked, "You've got a cock, don't you? That's good enough for me."

It made me want to start a long discussion with him about the ins and outs of his sexuality, but I figured we could save it for pillow talk later on. "Well, it has gotten a bit bigger than usual, so if you want to feel it, you should get ready first."

He smirked and told me that he could take 'em big, but by then I was dumping all the stuff I'd brought in my hoodie on to the couch. "Then you'll probably need this, so we can both get ready."

"What's tha- oh. Thanks, but I have my own. I'll see you again once we're ready."

He sauntered over to the bathroom while I put my enema stuff away. I slipped out of my casual clothes until all I had on was a black silk thong, designed to hold all of my equipment. Just to get myself ready, I slipped over to the hall mirror to take a look:

My fur hadn't changed colour, though my tail had gotten softer and bushier; since my hair came down almost to my shoulders now, I'd had to do more brushing; I'd gained a foot of height and some more muscle to go with it, but my usual lean tone had been concealed around my waist and hips. I gave a slow twirl to look at my back and my legs, then brought my paws to the pair of firm, perky breasts I'd been given. Touching and squeezing them like I'd been told how to do, I ended by pulling carefully on my nipples until I felt a drop of wetness from each - well, if he wanted a taste, he was welcome to it. I didn't know how much older he was than me, but it wasn't an issue for either of us.

Unfortunately, when the handsome Stallion came out of the bathroom, nude except for a pair of bracelets and anklets, I hadn't finished covering his couch in plastic wrap.

"Hm? Is the couch going to need a condom?"

"Actually," I grinned, "I figured this way, nothing would soak in and ruin it. I've got condoms, though, for you. Just in case." I cut the last piece of wrap off, and hopped up on the couch, wiggling my toes at him. I'd slipped the condom wrapper into my thong, both of which he took from me at once.

I slipped out of my sheath, growing hard and wet as he protected his stiffening spire. He was tall and strong, though with a stocky build; his fur was dark brown on black, with his long mane and tail neatly tied. The kind of guy I'd mainly want to hug, so I just reached forward and pulled him against me. We cuddled for a while, and though he liked to nip at my ear, it didn't really do much for me. I just wanted to get him ready.

"Hey, Tasunka? I pre a lot more than I used to."

He slid his way down my body, ignoring my breasts but kissing my navel, then lapped up the bead of pre I had for him. That just caused more to drip, which he happily licked up. I was hoping my new scent, concentrated that way, would get him ready enough to try something new.

"How's it taste?" I asked him softly.

"Different. Like... I'm not sure."

"Like rhubarb?"

"Yeah, like rhubarb! Why rhubarb?"

I shrugged. "Ancient Dragon magic. I guess it can alter people in all kinds of ways. Say," I leaned forward, gave him a kiss on the nose, and leaned back. Tensing my balls, my sac lifted up to show him the new sex I had gained, wet and ready for him. "Nobody's mated with me like this before. Would you be my first?"

I felt shy again, like the first time I'd lain with a male and the first time I'd lain with a female. Back when I thought it was just one-or-the-other. He paused, thinking to himself, and I blew him an awkward kiss.

"Normally, I wouldn't," he began, "but I thought you'd ask for it." He held his shaft, still fully hard, in one hand while he added, "I'll try; it'll be interesting."

"Thank you, Tasunka." I held my legs open for him while he pressed his thick meat against me. Before, his size would've meant for a tight, painful fit up the rear. Now, he didn't even need any lube.

His other hand wrapped around my Vulpine shaft, and I yipped in delight. I still wasn't packing as much as him, though I figured my knot at full size would have about as much girth as his head would when flared. I nodded when he asked me if I was ready, and he slipped his way in easily. It didn't feel as different as I thought it would, but the satisfying feeling of being filled made my toes curl. I wanted to savour it, though, so I pressed my feet against his chest when I felt his halfway point touch my outer folds. He caught me by surprise by kissing at my toes, so I just pulled him against me.

"How's it feel?"

"Good," he groaned into my ear. I let him nip at me some more, while his Equine halfway point slipped in and out and in again. I gasped and yipped, and he whickered with his mouth full. I could feel his fur get slick with pre as it rubbed against me, helping the pleasure grow further. I tried squeezing against his shaft, and we both groaned together. I grabbed his head and kissed him, breaking off only to groan, "Hilt me, you stud."

Instead, he pulled out. "I want to see you cum." Being emptied so quickly hurt a bit, but I knew what he meant. I let Tasunka lie down on the couch with one leg touching the floor. Then, holding on to his large, warm shaft, I smiled and whispered, "Watch this."

Easing my way down, I let him fill me at my own pace. He touched me in places I'd never had before, but it was still hot fun with a close friend. After I-don't-know-how-long, my big, full sac touched his belly as I took him all the way down. We smiled at each other, and I felt an erotic shock when I squeezed at him. I was already feeling close, but I didn't want to finish first. So I leaned forward, put my paws on his pecs, tried to tickle his balls with my tail, and asked him if he was ready.

After looking me up and down, he nodded.

I tried slipping my way up and down him, slowly at first. I wanted to drag it out for me, but soon I was thrusting against him, squeezing every time he bottomed out, making different noises than I usually did during sex. I tried to hold back like I usually could, but when his head started to flare, I just couldn't. My climax hit in pulses, and I tensed and spasmed all over. Since I never stopped thrusting, my cock erupted all over him, flicking cum on his chest, his face, the couch, even the floor. He lapped it up and thrust up against me. I grabbed at my breasts and felt streams of milk flow over my fingers. The climax faded, but I still heard myself yelping for more. Tasunka's cock was pressing tightly inside me, twitches rushing from the base to the widely flared head.

Then he leaned forward, pulled me toward him, and gave me a deep kiss. He let me press my tongue into him as he thrust deep and hard. I felt his balls tense with my tail, felt his breathing grow ragged, felt jets of cum fill the condom, felt the stud shudder with the force of his climax. I wanted to milk it for all it was worth, but the last shot of cream from his climax sent me into a second. I had to breathe through my nose while yelping into the kiss. I could feel my cream splatter against his chest while my nectar soaked our thighs. Even as it died down, I felt more of those little shocks - only more intense - as we gasped for breath and snuggled tightly.

"Hey, Tasunka," I licked the fresh breast milk from my fingers, then stretched myself out, "Wanna drink?"

He shook his head. "Just some water for me, thanks."

"Okay. Also, thank you." I gave him one more tight kiss before slipping my way off him and accidentally falling to the floor. The afterglow was amazing, though my new bits were starting to feel sore after such a powerful first time. I couldn't help but look as he slipped off the condom - even though I'd had to orgasms to his one, just by semen alone, I think I might've spilt more than even he had.

"Thanks for the condoms, for me and the couch," he called from the sink. We gave a toast to friends with benefits, the tall glasses of water refreshing both of us.

"Does it feel more like home already?"

"I think so, but we still need to try out the bed."

I took a long drink while I was thinking of what to say. "You're ready again so soon?"

He pointed down at me and replied, "You're still hard."

"I am?" I was. Only half hard, but new thoughts were changing that.

"I don't mind if you don't have any more condoms. That's what enemas are for. Just lube yourself up while I put some towels on the bed."

I nodded and went for my lube right away. I think Tasunka was watching me bend over from the doorway, so I held up my tail for him. We hadn't bothered to clean off our previous output, but I figured we could just shower off afterward. I wanted to thank the Dragoness who did this to me, but I had a Stallion to mount.

I walked into his bedroom, my eager Foxhood swaying out in front with each step, and took a moment to watch the calm, happy Horse lying face-down on his bed. Rather than pounce him, I just knelt over him and started rubbing my way down his shoulders and his back. He relaxed with a long whicker, that stopped when I grabbed his tail. Then I spread him apart, pressed the tip of my cock against him, and drank in the feeling for a bit.

"Tasunka? You ready for me?"

"Yeah... Go right ahead."

That low, inviting sigh was all I needed to hear. I just paused a bit longer, to make sure I'd dripped some pre on him, then I slowly began to push my way in. From the sounds that he made, it didn't hurt at all. Taking my time, letting the pleasure flow, I took hold of my hips and eased my way forward. The warm, tight feeling of taking him from behind only paused when he got up to his knees. As soon as I hilted, I started to thrust slow and deep, touching him in just the right spot to make him groan. I joined in with low, throaty yips and leaned forward to hold him against me.

"Mmm, that's really nice," he sighed. He turned his head, and we nuzzled a bit.

"I just don't want it to hurt... when we tie." I reached underneath us with my tail to tickle his sac. He grabbed my paws on his chest and rubbed them around him, humping gently back in my lap.

"That's nice of you." He squeezed tightly and gasped, and I could feel my knot grow inside him. I nipped at his ears - something I knew he liked - and his gasps turned to groans. I asked him if he felt okay, and his hair tickled my nose when he nodded. I went back to his ears, yipping and growling, taking him with careful tenderness.

He didn't cum hard, like last time; he'd just occasionally shudder, his whole body would spasm a bit, and he'd try to sink into me. It felt great. When my climax hit, it came gently; not like last time. My seed didn't shoot, it poured, and I could feel my thighs getting wet again too. I didn't want to stop, so I kept up my steady pace: instead of subsiding, the climax flared up again, letting me spill more of myself into the lovely stud who shared his couch and his bed with me. I don't know how much I'd given him, but considering how much poured out later, it was definitely more than two orgasms' worth, even considering my new output.

Leaning around and turning our heads, we were able to kiss each other. Partway through, I felt him spasm one last time. I held on tight until he sort of melted into me, then let him lie down into a big puddle of our spent fluids.

"Wow... Thanks, Tasunka. How many times did you cum?"

"I think, actually, I might've lost count!" He snickered underneath me for a bit.

I tried to run a paw down his back, but ended up joining in the laughter. "Well, now that I've helped you with your housewarming, should I help you clean up?"

"Sure, let me just - umph." He tried to get up, but his legs wobbled and we both fell, mainly because I was still stuck inside him. "On second thought, let's rest up first."

"Okay. And... Thanks again." We laid side by side, covered in the results of our evening of fun, and cuddled until we could stand again. We may have fallen asleep.