Your Horse-Hung-Kitty Tail Virus TF

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This is a fun little tail virus project that every alter in our system will be writing. Each of us is going to write a short story based on the general premise of this story. We'll be doing it over time, each of us contributing our own, unique style and ideas to create something fun.

This is a story where I get to TF you, the reader.

You filled out a fun online survey about what strains of the tail virus you'd most like to catch and whether you'd be willing to undergo Tail-Virus-based treatment. It seemed like a harmless time-waster, but that assumption was way off.

You got a letter in the mail with a time, date, and location for an "Experimental Transformative Procedure." When you show up, you're not expecting much, that is, until I walk into the room.

I’m Mae, a tall, horse-hung, herm draco-tigress who'll be administering your treatment to turn you into a horse-dicked herm tigress.

Will the brand new horse pussy you're about to get be stretchy enough to take my entire length? If it is, I’ll definitely get you nice and pregnant.

Your Horse-Hung-Kitty Tail Virus TF

By Mae Singlais
(Edited by Ramda Singlais, WolfLeah, and DumpsterShark)

The exam room you're waiting in has a picture of the end of a juniper branch full of juniper berries. In the background are the out of focus trunks of towering red pine trees. The room has moss green tiles that go halfway up the wall which then gives way to soft yellow paint. No two tiles are alike, each with its own, amorphous texture due to a purposefully uneven application of the glaze.

The posters on the wall next to the door are atypical for an exam room. One with white text on a blue background with calligraphy accents says, "Remember: We Are Currently in The Testing Phase. Desired Species Traits Are Not Guaranteed." Another is dark magenta with white words and reads, "Herms Are Welcome Here," and lastly is a yellow warning sign with black text on it, "This is An Illegal Clinic Run By An Immensely Powerful Criminal Organization. If You Report Us To The Authorities, You're The Only One That's Going To End Up In Jail."

That last poster makes you chuckle. It's absolutely the case that anyone who intentionally spreads the Tail Virus can be put in jail, but that didn't stop you from filling out a survey about what tail virus strains you'd most like to catch and whether you'd be willing to undergo treatment that used the Tail Virus to help with species and gender dysphoria. In your defense, you thought it was all hypothetical, something people might use to argue for different laws.

So, you were surprised when you got a letter in the mail that included a summary of your survey results and gave you a location, time, and date for an "Experimental Transformative Procedure."

The desk and sink in the corner of the exam room have sealed sandstone surfaces, lending it a beautiful, water-stained terracotta look. To contrast the light colors everywhere else, the wooden cabinets are a dark, bluish-gray. This room has all the comforting colors and textures of a temperate rainforest.

After a couple quick knocks, and a brief pause, the door opens. My six-foot-three draconic tiger chimera form walks into the room on a pair of wide deer hooves. I've got a thick dragon tail, two black horns in the center of the top of my head, one behind the other, and a wide muzzle reminiscent of a horse's. The white button-down shirt I'm wearing has a large collar and my ample cleavage has prevented me from buttoning the top four buttons. The dark-chocolate belly scales on my tits have a pretty sheen to them, looking nice and smooth.

You assume these scales cover my entire front because you can see that they run all the way up my neck and all the way down the underside of my tail.

That I'm part tiger would be easy to miss if it weren't for the tiger-striped fur that covers me. The orange in my fur shades to magenta near my scales and on the sides of my arms and legs. Stopping short of my deer-like dewclaws are a pair of capri jeans. As your eyes follow my legs up to my crotch, you find that my shirt isn't long enough to hide the bulge being caused by my massive balls.

"Instead of a bunch of suspense and nervousness on your part as you wonder whether it's polite to ask: Yes, I'm a herm. My name's Mae, and if you agree to undergo this procedure, you'll see all my parts close up." I grin, showing off my sharp canines. Then I tuck some locks of my pink wavy hair behind one of my large, deer-like ears. "That is, if you think I'm hot enough that you want to catch the tail virus from me." My ears point straight up in excitement.

You express that you think I'm really pretty, but you're not sure what I want to do with you.

"I want to transmit the Tail Virus to you in the funnest way possible." I lick my lips as my mossy, lemongrass scent becomes stronger. The outline of my flared cock head becomes visible in the crotch of my jeans.

Taking a step back, you ask if you're going to end up with all my traits. Your blood is rushing southward despite your nervousness.

"There's context to all this that completely slipped my mind." I chuckle. "I swear, I'm too kitty-brained to exist sometimes." My tail swishes as I pause for a moment. "The experiment you're helping with is to see whether the treatment they did to me a half hour ago ensures that you only get the species traits you want, instead of ending up a drago-kitty like me. Tests have been successful so far."

With a nod, you tell me that makes sense. This is all so much, though, and you have no idea how you can possibly deserve intimate time with me. It's hard to believe I even like you or I’m interested.

"Is it okay if I give you a shot so we make sure your dreams can fully come true?" I speak quieter, leaning in. "It’s a shot so you’re fertile both ways, even in the early stages of Tail Virus infection."

You squirm and blush, barely able to nod. It’s hard to imagine that you could get pregnant, that it’s even possible. The fact the Tail Virus can turn you into a herm is unbelievable to begin with.

I hum The Empire theme from Star Wars as I get the shot ready. Before you know it, I’ve stuck you in the arm and put a little square bandage over it. “Bet you’re excited to see if this shot works.” I grin.

Your cock throbs to life in your pants. Between my scent, the thought of having a round, pregnant belly, and the way I'm coming on to you, it's impossible to stay calm down there.

"I can smell how much you want this," I tap my nose, "But, let's slow things down for a sec." I take a careful step toward you, my hooves surprisingly quiet on the tiled floor. "Is it okay if I touch you?"

You nod. A blush pinkens your cheeks as you stare into my eyes. The center of my irises look like blue lagoons and they shade to sandy yellow on the outer edge, transitioning through gorgeous blues and greens.

"Soon you'll have whiskers." I put the big paw pads of my thumbs against your cheeks and trace along them from near your nose back toward your ears. My paw pads are smooth, but have a tiny bit of grip to them. That slight roughness helps ease you into believing that you have whiskers.

Out of curiosity, you reach up and stroke my whiskers. I close my eyes and let out a deep, moist breath which tousles the fine hairs on your arms. You can feel the tension of bending my whiskers back and how much their stiffness contrasts with the soft fur surrounding them.

Once you're so relaxed that your eyes fall shut, I boop your nose. "You'll have a cute kitty nose." I rub along your jaw. "And a furry tigress muzzle."

 The feeling of my fur against your skin tricks your mind into thinking you have fur. There's no hurry to my motions. Everything I'm doing lingers, tantalizing you. Your whole body gets warm and I take a step closer to you. My scent gets more intense as my tits squish against your upper chest.

When I put my knee between your legs and press upwards, I say, "Your big horse balls are going to be sitting atop my leg while your voluptuous equine pussy lips squish against my fur."

You shudder, feeling the warmth of my leg between your thighs and under your balls. A blush burns on your cheeks.

"I wonder... How do you want to catch the tail virus from me?" I put the tip of my index finger against your lips. "Would you like to suck on my milky tits? Maybe get my dick in your mouth and drink down my pre while I see how much of a slut for oral you are?"

The way I'm touching your lips with my finger, pressing just hard enough to let you know I'm offering it to suck on, causes you to break. Your whole body heats up as you give into your urges and start sucking on it. You can't stop thinking about putting your mouth on me, tasting me.

I hook my finger in your mouth, my retracted claw tip making a hard spot at the end of my finger. After pulling your mouth to my muzzle, I retrieve my finger. Then I press my snout against your mouth, lashing your lips with my forked tongue. My right hand goes to your left butt cheek and I grope it, my claws coming out to prick you ever so lightly through the fabric. As expected, you gasp.

I take advantage of you opening your mouth to deepen the kiss and press my body more firmly against yours. You grab my ass and then find the base of my tail and try to wrap your hand around it, but it's too thick. Squeezing it at all, though, makes me gasp into the kiss. I grind the stiffness of my trapped cock against your belly and upper groin as your touch stokes my passion.

Suddenly, I pull away from you, panting. "I need to get my pants off or I'm going to break something. I think it's time for you to lose your clothes too." I unbutton your pants before I work on getting my own off. My length has made it halfway down my left pant leg and I groan as I peel myself out of my jeans and herm-friendly boxers.

It's a struggle for you to get undressed because my bumpy, knotted equine prick is now on display. Imagining it inside you causes tingles across your skin and your dick to surge in your pants.

I just grin as you look at it, standing with my hands planted on my hips like I'm waiting for you to snap a photo. Below my shaft is a pair of very plump, fist-sized balls in a scaly sac.

Eventually, you regain enough focus to get your pants and underwear off. You blush when you see a string of pre connecting your underpants and your cock.

My eyes dart down to two wet spots that have developed on my shirt, right above my nipples. "Welp, my tits are still pretty full and leaky. Probably should've worn a bra, but I figured it would come off soon enough that it didn't matter." I start unbuttoning my shirt, reducing the tension around my cleavage and letting it hang free.

I help you out of your shirt while mine hangs open. Once I have your shirt off, I take mine off the rest of the way.

The expanse of the dark-chocolate belly scales that cover my abdomen and chest are broken up by four sets of pink nipples and the areolas around them. On my heaviest, uppermost tits, there are beads of milk dripping from my nipples .

"You're going to be a kitty, so I bet you really like milk." I grab the back of your head and coax you toward my left nipple.

You dive for it, putting your lips around it and sucking. Lemongrass, honey, and a sweet creaminess graces your tongue, making you want everything I can give you. For the first couple minutes, nothing happens, but then you feel your ears burning. I rub them as they lengthen in my hands.

"NGH! You're so eager!" My tail loops around the wrist of your left hand and leads it to my dick. "Here, something to keep your hands occupied."

My fifteen-inch-long hybrid equine shaft feels downright demonic, a hedonistic combination of features for extracting maximum pleasure from both parties. The bumps on my dick, which are arranged in five rows running up my shaft, are firm enough to add a lot of texture and start right after my medial ring. One of the rows is on the underside along the midline of my dick and the other four are evenly spaced from there. I gasp and fidget as you explore the placement of my bumps and then moan when you fondle the flare at the edge of my equine cock head, which has numerous bumps on it as well. During this entire exploration, your hand gets soaked by the precum leaking out of my equine cum hole.

After sucking on my two uppermost nipples, you notice the ones further down. The shallow tits surrounding my lower nipples have a comforting softness to them as you explore them with your free hand. On the upper right nipple, just under my tits, you see a bead of milk. As you lean in to suck it up, you feel pricks above your lips on either side of your nose. Whiskers press out and start brushing at my scales as your nose flattens into your face. Your jaws ache as they push outwards, stretching the skin on your lips and cheeks. The tension never gets particularly painful as you continue drinking my milk.

I yowl as you suck, my tail clumsily finding its way down your belly to your prick. Then the slender end of my tail wraps around your shaft and tugs on it, finally making you moan as loudly as I am.

"Feel behind my balls with your other hand," I say breathlessly.

When you follow my wishes, you find a hot, wet equine snatch with a huge, grape-sized clit throbbing at the front of it. As you feel around there, I spread my legs, inviting you to slip your fingers in. When you do, I let out a chuff that leads to a purr. Due to my size, it's a deeper rumble than a typical purr and is vibrating my entire body. You know tigers don't purr, but I'm such a mish-mash of species that you just accept it as a quirk of my transformation .

I whinny and thrust my snatch against your hand. It winks, pushing my clit against your palm while clenching around your fingers. "Fuck yes!" I spurt pre right onto your chest. "Keep going!"

Your fingers feel odd as you're fondling my dick and my cunt. Their tips swell as paw pads develop and the itch of growing fur is followed by my juices wetting your hands more thoroughly. My smooth, scaly ball sac is covered in my wetness and sliding on your wrist as you finger my snatch. You can feel the weight of my huge balls while they sit on either side of your wrist, and their heat radiates through the stripey orange fur now growing down your arms. I'm so wet that your fur is soaked immediately after it comes in.

"RRrrrrhh! I need you to--" I grab your head as your ears lengthen and fur dusts the underside of your chin and cheeks. Then I push you down onto your knees. "--suck something else."

The broad head of my prick is sitting there in front of your forming muzzle, drooling pre. You've got three fingers inside me and I'm looking down at your tiger-striped cheeks, panting. The scent of my cock is very enticing. The lemongrass has a hint of umami under it, like freshly grilled mushrooms.

When you try to reach out with your tongue to lick up some it lengthens before your eyes. It takes you a moment to regain control of it, and once you get it to reach out for my prick head, it's rougher than before.

I shudder at the texture of your tongue and then push my shaft into your eager mouth. Now that you have a longer muzzle, the size of my prick isn't quite as daunting. While you suck and lash at the underside of my length with your tongue, your nose disappears into your growing muzzle, leaving you with a cute, feline nose.

Finding you can take my dick quite well, I grab handfuls of your hair and start thusting. My balls swing, smacking your chin. The prickly sensation of fur growing travels across your shoulders, back, and belly. When it reaches your crotch, your cock surges in the coil of my tail, getting thicker and longer as skin bunches at the base.

"NGH! Your cock is already changing and I need it so bad." I pull my dick out of your mouth and lean forward on to the exam table. I take my tail off of your prick and then use it to pull a little step stool up behind me. After that, I lift my tail and spread my nice, round ass cheeks. My glistening mare parts are on full display, the pink of my clit and inner depths beautifully contrasting the surrounding dark-chocolate scales. "Hurry up and get in here!"

My huge balls, hanging below my equine pussy while my tail is raised, has to be the sexiest thing you've ever seen. As you step up on the stool, your heart is thumping and your blood is running hot. You can smell the lemongrass undertones with a hint of sweetness. It draws your feline nose toward my folds, and before you know it, your face right in front of my scaly cooch. You lick into me, needing to get a taste. My fem nectar is salty, sweet, a bit citrusy, and has a hint of papaya. When you take a second lick, I whinny and my cunt winks, getting my wetness all over your furry muzzle.

"Mmm, girl, you're incurably gay, aren't you?"

Being called "girl" makes you squirm, but you manage to reply that you are, indeed, very gay.

 "Okay, you can have your dessert, first, but only if you promise to give me a good cream filling afterwards."

A strange urge to blow air out through your kitty nostrils results in you chuffing just like a tiger. You're so distracted by it that you forget to respond with words.

I chuff back and then push my snatch against your muzzle.

You lick into me, feeling the ribbed texture my inner muscles give my tunnel. My clit digs into your chin, throbbing with need as my pussy gives you plenty to lick up. The whole time, your muzzle is getting its final Tail-Virus-empowered touches to become something fitting for an anthro tigress. Just as those changes finish, your chest feels warm and... heavier than you remember. Every little movement you make, you feel flesh on your chest react. It's slight, but your nipples are eventually so sensitive that when the flesh around them jiggles, you feel them tingle. A similar tingle is slowly building at the base of your tailbone.

I taste better than ever and your rough tongue is making me squirm, gasp, and wink. This is the first time since I walked into this room that you've had me completely at your mercy. In fact, you're so into this, feeling my walls clench around your tongue while I batter your chin with my clit, that you're taken by surprise when I neigh and rock my hips.

As my muff convulses around your tongue, you get tons of tasty girl juice to gulp down. My balls swing so wildly that they hit your neck and my tail thrashes until it hooks around your ankle and squeezes. For a brief moment during this, there's a twinge between your legs and a flutter of movement in your abdomen.

"YOUR COCK. IN ME. NOW!" I cry out through heavy breaths. My ears fold back as a look of desperation crosses my muzzle. "BE ROUGH!"

Your cock is redder than normal, shading to a color that's more animalistic, and the tip is broader. There's the faintest hint of a medial ring and you're over six inches long. The balls below it are at least twenty percent bigger than they used to be. The step stool helps you get almost lined up before I bend my knees to make up the rest of the difference.

Your heart is pounding in your ears. You've always wanted to have sex with a herm and now it's finally happening.

Instead of being timid, you're so horny you need to do something with it. So, you shove forwards, answering my pleading. Your cock head spreads my stretchy equine labia apart. Then my satiny folds greet your changing member. I clench and hiss before you can get two inches in, but then I take a deep breath and it's easy to keep going. Inch after inch disappears into me while my tits bounce against the exam table and my body thrashes in pleasure. I whinny when your partially-formed medial ring makes it in.

Feeling a bit cheeky from how much I'm enjoying this, you tease me about the fact I can't seem to stay still.

"Just you wait until I'm inside you. Then we'll see who can't stay still!" I growl at the end of this, shoving myself back towards you.

You yelp as my snatch swallows the last two inches of your dick. My balls smack against yours. "BREED ME! NYAOW!" I yowl.

Grabbing my hips, you pull back and then slam in. You try to get into a rhythm, but your prick gets a growth spurt the moment you start going hard and your tits jiggle more with every thrust you make. Then your tail starts growing, your tailbone stretching your skin as stripey bengal tiger fur covers your back and ass, going down your legs. Your ass gets more jiggly as fat from your middle gets reallocated, your body becoming more hourglass shaped.

Your pace slows as you notice all these changes, especially the fact that you have tits dangling from your chest. I use this gap in your intensity to maneuver my tail to your chest. With it, I fondle your bosom, flicking at your nipples with the tip. You yelp in pleasure and thrust uncontrollably. I chuckle, toying with your nipples and breast flesh to drive you increasingly more wild.

It seems the more your blood flows, the faster you change. Your fuzzy tail is a good foot long, your tits are now in the C-cup range, your balls are making satisfying smacks against mine, and your dick is approaching ten inches long.

You can now make much bigger thrusts without falling out. So you go even harder, feeling your glutes and thighs burn from the effort. The area behind your balls is feeling tender, sensitive, and as that sensation intensifies, your dick surges.

"Gah! You're getting so thick, so big!" I neigh as my cunt cums around your length, rippling and squeezing. "KEEP GOING!" I yell, right before I neigh again.

You'd cum right now if your dick wasn't busy surpassing a foot long. The stretching sensation is distracting, but the result is you're getting hung like a horse. Your tits are ballooning outward as they flail and are well into the E cup range now. My tail is wrapped around them, squishing them while the tip continues to play with your nipples. You're feeling a lot of pressure, like your cock is going to burst at any moment. Now that your balls are as big as mine, they feel oh so full.

I start pressing back against your thrusts urgently as your prick reaches an impressive fourteen inches long. That's when you feel completely unable to hold back. Your cock gets as rigid as a tree trunk. Heck, it feels like a tree trunk with how damn thick you are. The bulge your massive dick is making in my belly is trapped between my body and the exam table, adding a bit of extra tightness. You make a deep rumble as your flare and medial ring start dragging on my tunnel.

"I can feel you're on the edge." I grab the exam table and shove myself backwards. "Let go! KNOCK ME UP!"

You roar as you shove in as deep as you can, your prick pulsing from base to tip as your flare and medial ring engorge. Your whole body is showered by pleasurable sparks as if you're standing under an ecstasy-laden fireworks display. So much spunk spurts out of your equine cum hole that you can feel it gushing up your shaft, stretching me even wider.

"Oh wow, oh wow, oh WOW! HA-AAH!!" I let out a screeching roar as my cunt grips your shaft rhythmically, milking you for all your worth. My tail flails wildly as my whole body contorts.

Our bodies perform a messy horizontal tango as we cum. My orgasm lasts several seconds longer than yours and I'm rutting myself with your prick for a bit even after you're spent. When I finally relax, I'm panting with my maw open. My womb is full enough that my belly is lifting me off the exam table some.

The afterglow is strong for both of us and it takes a moment for you to feel like you can do anything other than lay your F-cup tits against my back and catch your breath. Your relaxation is accompanied by your tail stretching longer and the popping sensation as new vertebrae form. By the time you have energy again, your tail is two feet long and fully finished. Swishing your tail, you tell me how amazing that was and give me a hug.

"You were fantastic! I can't wait until you get to be on the receiving end." My tail flicks as I smile, looking back at you.

Before you can respond, there's some pain in your toes and fingers as the bones near the ends rearrange. I rub your sides, soothing you as your retractable claws finish forming.

"Oooh, I bet you can do this now." I hold up my right, paw-padded hand and deploy my claws for a moment.

You do the same, and it's bizarre. The pouches your claws go in and out of are very smooth and carefully folded so that your claws don't catch on them at all. It's a pleasing action your body can now do and you fiddle with it for several repetitions, even starting to figure out how to deploy only one claw at a time.

"Feeling very kitty now, aren't you?" I stroke your whiskers while smiling big.

Instead of words, which escape you at the moment, you chuff. Then you giggle at how much of a tigress you've become.

"Your scent has become rather floral, and needy, dear." I grope your ass cheeks with my tail. "If you're that happy about having retractable claws, I can only imagine how happy you'll be when I'm balls deep inside your brand new girl parts."

A twitch behind your balls makes you moan as you think about me being inside you.

"Pull out so we can deal with that ache between your legs."

As you pull out, your balls get even bigger, but it feels strange. There's a pinching near the top of each one. Your flare pops free and cum gushes out, soaking the fur on your legs and feet.

I groan as this happens, but I recover quickly and get off the exam table. Pointing at the exam table with a paw-padded hand, I say, "Get on your back, dear, and I'll take good care of you."

You mention that your abdomen is aching as you get into position.

"I had that when my girl parts were coming in. Aching with a need to be filled like I'd never experienced before." I push the stool to the side and spread your legs. Then I lift your balls and put the tip of my dick against the little bit of mound that's formed between them.

A girly gasp escapes your lips as you twitch down there.

My pre wets your fur, soon letting you feel the smoldering heat of my broad cock head. Tension builds where your sac meets your body as the ovaries that have budded off of your testes press against your abdominal wall.

Seeing your discomfort, I put a hand on your belly and rub. In classic cat fashion, you kinda want to claw at me after it's been going on for a half minute.

"Just relax, this part's a bit uncomfortable, but it passes quickly." I purr and grope your tits, successfully taking your mind off the intense pressure in your groin.

A sharp pain is followed by a wave of pleasure as your flesh stretches open and your ovaries pop inside you. While those two orbs make their journey deeper into your abdomen, you feel a tugging at your insides. Along with that, your mound gets more voluptuous until my cock head is parting it some. My precum is getting the whole area sopping wet and the pleasure is getting more textured as your mound gains more sensitivity. The bumps on my flare massage that mound and as that need to be filled grows.

You yowl as a sensitive spot at the front of your pussy swells into being. It's all the sensitivity of your cock head, but in a smaller package. Though, as far as clit's go, it's getting pretty big. Right now, it's larger than the end of your pinky finger and still going. You lose control of your hips as your only purpose in life becomes rubbing your clit against the end of my dick. Every bit of movement against it sends fireworks through you that leaves you feeling warmer, hotter, needier. Reaching out for something to grab onto, you find my forearms and you hold on tight as your body thrashes on the exam table. It feels too good to stop and something big is about to happen. Your tail is flicking back and forth in the space between my legs. There's this knot of pleasurable tension in your abdomen and it's getting tighter.

"Yes! Follow those girl urges! Cum for me, cum like the herm you are!" I buck my hips, grinding my equine cock head against your clit and mare lips. I tug on your nipples, and to your surprise, milk flows out, wetting your fur.

That knot of tension gets so tight that you think you're going to implode before a wave of bliss radiates out from your abdomen. Unlike when you come from your cock, you can't tell when this orgasm started or where you are in it. It's like a wave that never stops crashing, like a plateau of feeling absolutely incredible and perfect. You don't stop moving as you roar more than once and buck so wildly that your balls and tits are flailing.

 Then, some unknown amount of time later, you're staring up at me, blinking. Instead of feeling spent the way you did each time you got off with your dick, you feel energized.

"You want more, don't you?" I grin, my ears standing straight up.

You beg me for more. It feels like you're far from done.

"Everything I have to give, it's all yours." I reach down and rub at your clit with the paw pad at the end of my thumb.

In that moment, you feel as if someone was moving a lit match across your pussy. Not enough to burn you, but definitely enough to make you wince. As that sensation passes, I sniff the air.

"Smells like it's time to give you the inside scoop on what girls feel." I move my thumb down and press it into your mound.

Your eyes cross as something impossible happens. Instead of hitting resistance, my thumb enters you. The fur, my paw pad, the hard nub that is my retractable claw, you feel all of it so vividly. And the pleasure, it's satisfying in a way that's really hard for you to put words to. Instead of you giving me something, I'm giving you something. My thumb being in there is comforting on top of sending sparks of ecstasy through you.

I pull my thumb away and press my flare against you, spreading you open for the first time. Your breath catches in your throat just before my flare pops inside, and when it does, you yelp and shudder, feeling the bumps on the head and shaft clearer than ever.

You look into my eyes and cry for more. Being stretched by my dick in this way is the best thing that's ever happened to you.

"Seems your equine parts are living up to their name. Who knew you were this easy?" I shove forwards, gasping before I let out a little chuckle at the way you're squirming.

As I fill you, you feel more and more whole, like a piece that's been missing your entire life is finally getting put back where it should be: a cock belongs in you.

I grip your hips and dig my claws in a bit without drawing blood. With a growl, I shove my medial ring in and then hilt myself in you.

Tears well up in your eyes. Joy exploding inside you. My dick's throbbing, twitching, and you can feel my heartbeat. I'm part of you now, a perfect fit. My bumps titillate your tunnel as the simple act of you breathing changes the tension on your inner walls.

With the back of my right index finger, I dry your tears. Then I lean in and kiss you deeply. And when I pull back from the kiss, my eyes are wet. "I know exactly how you feel, hon. Exactly how much you needed to have someone inside you in this way. I went through this four months ago and I'm so glad I can share it with you."

You reach out for me, overwhelmed by your emotions and wanting a hug.

I hug you against me, the softness of my many tits pressed up against your front. My hard, throbbing cock, leaking pre in your most intimate place while I patiently wait for the overwhelm to pass.

Once you're feeling better, I grab you firmly and lift you off the exam table until I'm standing and you're clinging to my body. Holding you tight, I bend my knees and lay the end of my tail on the floor for extra support. As I start using my textured length to stir up your girl parts, your prick comes back to life. With each thrust, you get harder, your huge horse length pressing up into the soft space between us. Scales on one side of your length, fur on the other.

Panting, growling, and purring, I stuff you over and over. You meet my ecstatic vocalizations with an embarrassing repertoire of your own. Feeling that you're fully relaxed, I use my dick like a battering ram. Your nipples leak milk against my scales as your tits bounce against me, soaking your fur. Our instincts peak, making us both desperate to reach the end of this coupling. I go even harder, my blunted claws digging into your ass to keep you right where I want you. Our tits are bouncing, my balls are clapping against your ass, and my dick is harder than ever.

My knot starts popping in and out, making us both gasp between moans that others in the clinic are definitely hearing.

"You're. Gonna. Carry. My. Kittens!" I say between pants.

You dig your claws into my back and yowl as the instinct to be bred overtakes every other sense you have. Then you beg me to knot you, to get you pregnant.

"I'm gonna make your belly so round!" I slam in one last time, lodging my knot in you. "RRAAAHHHH!" My yell breaks into a roar as my hot, thick seed pours into your womb.

Your clit gets hit like the primer on an artillery round, setting your entire pussy off. The muscles inside you ripple along my shaft, trying to squeeze out all the creamy goodness I can deliver. My knot and flare swell to lock us together to guarantee that I seed your womb. The constantly crashing wave of your orgasm becomes an eternal tidal wave.

You see stars as your vision gets washed out. You feel tingles up your back, a growing satisfaction in your depths, and warmth radiating outwards from your womb to every part of you, even making the paw pads on the ends of your fingers and toes feel tingly and warm.

Then your dick fires its load, your flare flaring and your shaft pulsing. You make a mess between us, now feeling a lightning strike of pleasure amidst that erotic tidal wave.

As we're gasping and moaning, your belly swells from my impressive productivity. The more I fill you, the more this new satisfaction takes hold. Eventually, you're there against me, eyes half lidded, feeling smaller than me, and quite pregnant. After my last spurt leaves me, I start purring.

I look down at you with a gentle smile on my muzzle and nuzzle the hair on top of your head. My hot breaths puff out of my nostrils as I work to regain my breath.

A while later, I stroke your back and say, "Let's exchange numbers before you go so we can share how big our bellies are getting and other fun stuff like that. Maybe even team up on mom stuff."

You chuff and nod, giving me a squeeze.

THE END

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