NOTE: This is a story about anthropomorphic characters, i.e., furries, during mating season. This story also includes a cis man having sex with a trans man and impregnation.
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No matter the season, this was Buck's favorite part of the day - he had just clocked out of his office job, and now he was walking home. It was a long walk, but Buck loved the time to himself, to collect his thoughts and stretch out after a long day at the desk.
This afternoon, it was smack in the middle of mating season. At this point, work was just a formality to keep some semblance of normalcy in society - everyone was fucking each other, all the time. For example, nobody cared about the long delivery times of mail because it meant they got to hook up with the delivery person right on the doorstep - and the delivery persons loved the arrangement too! If you took your car in for repairs, the entire garage would include you in their orgy-in-progress and work on the car in between all this - and maybe test the suspension with you! Or, in the case of Buck's office, everyone was playing "musical cubicles." Again: Everyone was fucking each other, all the time.
All of which meant that Buck could hook up with people on his walk home.
Buck strode with purpose, his huge erection tenting his sweatpants. (Yes, he had worn sweatpants to work. Everyone had - it was "professional attire" for this time of year.) The smell of pheromones and sex was in the air, and everyone's mind was on only one thing: Sex. Asses and tits and dicks and sex toys were out, and everyone was fucking and/or being fucked.
"Oh god yes! Harder!!"
Buck turned to see who had screamed - turned out to be a petite rabbit woman who was getting impaled from behind by a big butch badger wearing a gigantic purple cock! The smell of fertile wet pussy absolutely filled the air!
"You got it, honey," the badger grunted and picked up tempo.
The rabbit woman made eye contact with Buck. At that, she moaned and screamed loudly, "Oh god, Wanda, I love your big fat purple dildo inside my pussy!" She writhed, grinding against the butch who was grabbing her tits and squeezing them while grinding into the rabbit, both of them putting on a show for him, to show him how much they loved fucking each other!
Buck nodded briskly, then walked away - time for him to find a hole of his own to cream into!!
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Just ahead, a large tree canopied the sidewalk. Buck ducked so that his antlers wouldn't get caught in the foliage.
A moan overhead caught his attention.
Buck looked up and saw a red squirrel woman straddling one of the large branches, her short mini-skirt hiked up so far that Buck could see her grinding her clit against the branch, which was already slippery and wet with her horniness!
"Oh god," she moaned and began to finger herself. "I need your cock. I NEED it." She popped a tit out of her strapless shirt and began sucking on it, hard.
Buck's cock throbbed. He wanted to climb up, to hike up her skirt higher, to thrust into her, to cream in her, to breed her!
Buck grinned and rubbed his cock through his loose-fitting cotton pants, its outline clearly visible. "Are you on birth control?"
She nodded affirmatively.
"Hmm," Buck said, his dick softening. "Sorry, I need to knock up someone this year."
She nodded. "I understand, have a good night." She winked.
A few seconds after Buck walked away, he heard a husky voice behind him chatting up the squirrel girl - a good and randy man, by the smell of it...
Buck smiled to himself. Good, mating season was off to a good start.
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Buck walked and walked, his huge equine cock (he was part-deer and part-horse) swinging and slapping against his thighs, stiffening or softening in response to the sights, sounds, and smells all around him. His balls throbbed almost painfully, like they would explode unless he knocked up someone this year. Yep: He was deep in rut.
After a few miles, Buck smelled exactly what he was looking for: Fertile pussy, just waiting for someone to cream it.
At that, his cock fully expanded and stiffened and hardened and throbbed and drooled its way to readiness - Time to fuck!
Buck put his hands in his pockets and walked behind his cock, which seemed to lead him - especially because it stuck straight out of him, completely unrestrained by his thin cotton sweatpants.
After a few steps, Buck found himself standing in front of a handsome buffalo - he looked like a retired bodybuilder who had gone a little soft in the middle but kept up his enormous muscles.
Right now, the buffalo was operating a leafblower, pulling on a chain to rev it up and holding it out in front of him like a giant cock - and, actually, Buck thought that, for a buffalo this big, the proportions might not be too far off!
Throb
Buck looked down at his cock. He had wanted to knock someone up tonight, but, fuck, this buffalo was so big, so strong, and his ridiculously huge ass was something else all together - Buck wanted that ass in his face, now. Then to breed that ass anyway.
Buck waved at the buffalo. "Hello there!"
The buffalo stopped the leafblower and yanked one earplug out. "What's up?" He asked gruffly. Then he sniffed the air....
