This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
All characters are over eighteen and clearly written to be so, as in all of my stories.
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"I thought you two would already be bound..."
The studly dragon rumbled, eyes intent, a four-legged creature that towered over the anthros that had been brought forward for his pleasure. Well, from their perspective, they had come to The Breeding Pens once again to see their bellies swell with new life, but everyone saw things different. All Volt Stream knew was that his hard prick was already out and throbbing, a ridged, blue length that perfectly complemented his striking, dark blue scales that rippled through so many shades that, truly, they had been known some occasions to trick the eye.
He was a beast of a dragon and Volt knew it too, pausing for a moment in the centre of the luxurious bedroom, though the floor space was left clearer for him to do what he needed. With a feral like him conducting the breeding, a bed was not needed but the carpet was soft on his clawed feet, yellow claws digging lightly into the pile of the carpet, wings tucked down against his back with the yellow membranes offering an eye-catching slice of colour. Every inch of him oozed power as he strutted, though at least one of the ladies that wanted to be bred would prove to be a challenge on that particular night and breeding session.
Aolani stood tall and proud, an otter anthro with rounded ears like those of a marten and a thick tail, her fur patterned in shades of brown with a creamy underbelly that stretched up and around her large, heavy breasts. They were difficult for anyone to ignore and Aolani proudly made sure that they were on show, sweeping her black and white hair back defiantly behind her shoulder, hip cocked out.
"Well, dragon," she murmured, looking him over appraisingly. "Are you the one that is stud enough to take us?"
Volt raised an eye-ridge at the challenge, though he was too proud to clap back at her, not while her mouse-friend was there, already bound. That only Cornflower, a demure little mouse who, even then, was trying to close her legs while she lay on her back on the breeding stand, was bound was particularly telling of them. Cornflower, however, merely whimpered and wriggled in place, her ankles fastened to either side of the padded stand so that her pussy was exposed in a fold of pink, already gleam with a droplet of arousal. Her skinless tail flicked back and forth, though it was not enough to cover her pussy from show, fur lightly shaded in a very light grey that had hints of brown in it, in the right lighting.
"I am dragon enough for both of you," he rumbled, stepping up to Cornflower, the more submissive of the two, clearly. "But I do not have to take ones that stand up to me... If you did not wish to be bred..." He cast his mind back to the assignment, whose name had been on it. "Aolani, is it? If you don't want this, why are you here?"
Aolani shivered, the otter catching herself before it developed into a full-on shudder. Her body teased him, showing off all that she had to offer and yet she held back, chin tipped up deviously, challenging him. She didn't just want to be bred -- oh, that would have been too easy. Anyone could fuck her and that would be that, but she wanted a male, a stud, that could take her and claim her, a stud that was big enough too, of course, to deal with the throbbing prick that lay between her legs.
Aolani wasn't bigger than him, but she acted like she was, purring and licking her lips, showing off the pink of her maw while Cornflower squirmed and tucked her nose down softly and submissively beside her. The bulge at the base of his cock too did not concern her as she spread her legs a little, letting him get a good look at that cock, even though the dragon did not seem put out in the slightest.
"Aolani," Cornflower whispered, a blush tingling through her cheeks. "Lie down... Come on... Oh... Oh, I'm so wet..."
But her friend was not interested in playing to the whims of the mouse, knowing that Cornflower would get what she needed soon enough. With a smirk and a wink, Aolani patted Cornflower's backside as if to invite the dragon up.
"Come on, this is what you want, isn't it?" She said, her friend tugging at her wrist and ankle restraints weakly, although there was nowhere for her to go. "I'll watch. Maybe if you're stud enough for me, I'll let you take me too."
She stepped back, allowing Volt space, the drake only barely suppressing a roll of his eyes. Yet there was a twinkle behind them, some part of him adoring the challenge too, as strange as it was to encounter at a facility such as The Breeding Pens. There was not too much there, after all, that very often came up as a surprise.
"As you wish..."
He flicked his tail playfully, tickling it up under Aolani's muzzle, the otter clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth and looking haughtily away. Yet what she did was none of his concern until she was broken down and drooling with need, turning his attention indeed to the little mouse that seemed so keen on his cock, judging from how she wriggled and squirmed so delightfully. Her buttocks dimpled as her muscles engaged, testing her bonds and finding them, as always, holding her fast.
Cornflower's breath came shortly in her chest, throat raked raw, as the dragon nuzzled her backside.
"Little mouse... I think you are going to enjoy this most of all."
