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Travel by train was never terribly kind to the very tall. It was better than flying. At least on a train there was a little more space to move around and not crowd out others. Camila preferred it that way. The tall, black horse walked down the corridor to her compartment, relishing the idea of a relaxing trip home. Meanwhile, a feline was not far behind her. He was much shorter than the lady, a little on the skinny side, and eager to get to his compartment as well, finding the crowds to be a little much to handle at the moment. As the two walked, the mare passed the door that was for her, aiming to head to the bar car for a moment. That left Luchs with the cabin all to himself.

The lynx stepped in and closed the door behind him, hoisted his suitcase overhead to shove it into the storage bin, then sat down in one of the two plush bench seats. It felt more like sitting on a sofa than what he thought it would be like, imagining something more akin to a commuter train. The long distance, inter-city lines were much nicer. He was beginning to think it might be preferable to flying. He sighed and sank into the seat, immediately beginning to relax.

Ten minutes later, the door opened, startling Luchs out of his quiet unwinding session. He cast his blue eyes to the entry only to find a tall, nicely curved mare standing in the doorway. She looked down at him through her own hazel pools, blinking softly at him as if she had not expected him to be there. It was a surprise to both of them, which helped ease the sudden tension of two strangers being made to share a space. The apprehension remained when they both realized the space of the compartment might not be terribly comfortable for the both of them.

"Oh... I didn't realize I was sharing a cabin. Sorry. Usually I try to arrange for these to be just me. I don't have a lot of extra room to spare when I travel." the mare said.

"It's okay! Please, come in, sit! Don't let me keep you!" Luchs replied quickly, squeezing himself over as far as he could.

The dark horse stepped in, closed the compartment door behind her, and moved to put her own luggage away in the overhead bin just as the cat had. It offered Luchs a rather un-miss-able view of her shapely rear. His cheeks flushed brightly as he caught himself staring, then directed his gaze out the window. He desperately didn't want to be thought of as rude. Rarely did a lady welcome such unsolicited advances, and it was never a wise idea to offend someone so much bigger. She was at least three full heads taller than he was, and there was an obvious presence of strength hiding just beneath the surface of what looked like a pleasantly soft exterior.

Equines tended to be quite strong after all, regardless of size, gender, or how much they worked out. The lynx wasn't going to press his luck and risk being made even more compact. When the lady finally turned and sat down, her knees stuck up quite a ways, forced to push them to one side so she wouldn't inadvertently take away what little space there was left to offer her 'roommate'.

"I'm Camila. Nice to meet you." the mare said, extending a sizable hand.

"Luchs," the feline said, offering his paw in kind, "Travel much?"

"Pretty frequently. You?" the lady asked.

"Not often. Usually only for pleasure. I've been looking forward to getting home. How about you? On your way out? Or on your way back?" the lynx smiled brightly as he spoke, keeping his eyes locked with the mare's.

"Headed home myself. Had a good little vacation, ready to be back in my own bed." Camila answered.

The conversation fell away after that. Neither had anything they could think to add in order to keep it going. Luchs was far too shy to press into any other territory than small talk, and he knew some didn't enjoy such social graces. He was following the lady's lead on the matter. And Camila simply didn't enjoy small talk. If they were to keep chatting, she would have preferred to get onto a subject that was more weighty, be it personal or something of interest, a subject of passion.

When the silence grew too long, the dark mare pulled her phone from her pocket, her jean shorts hugging her gently generous hips rather closely, and began perusing what she could find there. Social media was never much help, being full of hate, vitriol, and bad news. Instead, she opted to find and read up on news that wouldn't make her feel like the world was coming to an end. That tended to be in the realm of science or entertainment. The latter was the flavor of the day.

Luchs nibbled on his lower lip as he watched her resort to the distracting little rectangle, looking rather small in her grasp. In truth, it was probably far larger than a device he could manage, but then it wasn't designed for him. He quickly glanced back outside to see the landscape rolling by. It had started just before he had taken his seat, while Camila was elsewhere. She lifted a glass to her lips and sipped at it as she read. The scent of it was strong enough for the cat to detect. It was alcoholic, but not something so harsh as being pure hard liquor. This was some sort of cocktail that was designed to be gentler on the drinker, given that it was still early in the afternoon.

"Is your drink good?" the lynx asked.

He immediately kicked himself for asking something so foolish. She had certainly caught his attention, inspiring a number of curious thoughts that might be inappropriate to discuss aloud. But he wanted to talk to her. It was as far as he was sure he would get, but it would be enough.

Camila looked up from her phone, then down to her glass. Its orange-red contents swirled about as she gave them reason to in order to agitate the ice and help it melt. It had come a little stronger than she liked, so the mellowing effect that the cubes offered would be appreciated.

"It's not bad. Not quite how I would make it at home, but one of the better Americanos I've had. They use a good Vermouth." the mare said, lifting the glass in a gesture like a toast.

"Ah, well I'm glad. It's no fun when you can't get a good drink when you're on vacation." Luchs said, fighting to keep a soft quiver in his voice from becoming too obvious.

Camila detected it none the less and set her phone aside. She could tell the cat wanted the company and thought it only polite to offer it. After all, this particular trip had been less interesting than she had originally hoped it would be. She put on a kind smile and engaged the cat.

"What's your favorite cocktail?" the lady asked.

"Oh, I'm rather fond of a good mojito. It's crisp and refreshing when it's done right. You have to treat the mint leaves correctly, otherwise it's just kind of not worth it. It becomes a sweet, boozy limeade and that's nothing to write home about." Luchs answered.

"Yeah, I agree. And you can't discount the rum. Go cheap on that and you're in for a disappointing time," Camila nodded in agreement, "Did you want to go get something from the bar? I can squeeze over and let you run grab a drink."

"Oh no, thank you. I don't usually drink when I'm traveling. Either when I'm home or actually on my vacation. I'm always worried I'll end up getting a little too tipsy and forget my luggage or something." the lynx said with a nervous chuckle.

He was fighting hard to keep his gaze focused on the mare's, but for just a brief moment, his eyes glanced down at the impressive chest being held back by a rather form-fitting t-shirt. It was pale, worn, faded from numerous washings. It was probably one she rather liked. It was difficult to make out what it had once said. Probably from some sort of band. His cheeks turned rosy once again as soon as he realized he had permitted himself to steal such a glimpse, hoping she had not noticed his impropriety.

She had, and it amused her. He was trying so hard to be polite and proper, and she wasn't at all interested in that. It was becoming clear what it was the young man had on his mind. There was no reason to keep beating about the bush. She wanted to see just how far it went. Maybe the trip could be salvaged.

"Wouldn't want to forget your luggage. That would be a disaster." Camila said, leaning forward until she was propping her chin up in her palm, the elbow supporting them both by resting on her knee.

It was a calculated move. The leaning in displayed interest. It also helped to accentuate her bust when done properly, and that would no doubt drag the cat's eyes down to the two pert swells once again. It did indeed, making the mare congratulate herself for reading him correctly. The lynx cleared his throat and reached up to tug on the collar of his own shirt out of discomfort.

"Y-yeah... wouldn't want that... to happen. So um... do you like to... read? While you're traveling?" Luchs asked, now struggling to think of what to talk about.

"You could say that. But not books or news if I can help it. I like to read people," the horse said, "And if I'm reading you right, you've taken a shine to me. You don't usually do much talking to complete strangers, but I've caught your eye and you want to know more about me. Is that pretty close?"

She was indeed close. Very close. So close that it had taken Luchs by surprise. His eyes widened at the excellent marksmanship in her words. The feline began to fidget softly in his seat, trying not to look too much like he was nervous or timid. He tried to find the words to respond, but it was a struggle. He didn't want to seem too forward, especially given that she had caught on to his intent. But he didn't want to try and come off as being dishonest. It would be a delicate matter, conveying his sense of curiosity.

"Y-yeah... that's pretty close. I was just... I dunno... thinking maybe if you wanted to, we could-"

"Have sex?" Camila said rather bluntly, interrupting the cat.

There was no disdain in her voice. It was very matter-of-fact. It was so blunt that it took Luchs by surprise once again. His cheeks flushed powerfully as he began to stutter. He didn't know where that had come from. Had he put forth some sort of sense that he was only interested in one thing? Did all men who approached her come looking for that and that alone? What had he done to make such an unfortunate misstep?

"I... wh... ju... I'm sorry, what!?" Luchs sputtered.

"I'm not hearing a no." Camila grinned, leaning forward towards the lynx.

"Y-y-y-you're serious!? Right here!? Right now!?" the cat lowered his voice to a hissing whisper, terrified that someone, anyone outside the compartment might hear.

"I'm serious. I think you're cute. You clearly have an interest in me, though from the look of it you hadn't planned on it going so far. I know I can come on a little too strong sometimes, so let's try to pull back a little," the mare cleared her throat to try again, "I would be interested in more than just chatting. We can start slow if you like. Why don't you come sit next to me?"

Luchs looked from the horse to the space next to her on her side of the compartment. There wasn't much room. He would end up squeezed in too tight to be comfortable. He lifted a paw and pointed to the narrow gap between her hip and the wall.

"I don't think I would fit." he said.

Camila looked to where he pointed, taking note of it and nodded. It made sense. She was a big gal after all.

"Right, don't wanna squish you. How about you sit in my lap instead?" she smiled, patting one of her thighs invitingly.

"Are... are you sure?" Luchs asked.

"I could just pick you up and shove your face in my chest." the dark mare answered with a grin.

The lynx bit his lower lip as his eyes drifted down to her bust again, suddenly imagining what that might be like. It made the lady grin wider and she reached over, locking the door to the compartment so no one would interrupt them. Once they were assured some privacy, she reached over and stroked between the feline's ears, making him purr ever so quietly.

"I... I like that... it feels good." Luchs said.

"Good. Then maybe you'd like more than just that?" Camila asked.

It was a difficult thing for the feline to admit to. He wanted more of that lovely touch. The words would not come so he simply nodded, hoping he wouldn't seem too timid. The tall horse nodded to him in return and dropped her hands to cup against the cat's shoulders. She gripped him there and picked him up, showing a surprisingly amount of strength. It made Luchs squirm in her grasp, all the way until she dropped him down in her lap. When he landed there, he found his head pressed against the taller lady's form, tucked just under her bust.

It was surprisingly comfortable. She was warm, soft, and her strength left behind a feeling of protection. His purr from moments ago returned, stronger as it rumbled away in his throat. It was better than he could have hoped for when he tried for conversation. They were sharing a closer space, the tiny compartment making their new arrangement rather convenient. Camila relaxed her posture so that she could be more comfortable. With the lynx in her lap, she didn't have to worry about crushing him.

"That's better. Nice and cozy. Now, about what I said earlier. I know you're interested in me, are you interested enough to want to do more than just cuddle? Because I'm a little pent up from not getting any while I was away." the mare said.

"P-pent up?" Luchs asked.

"Yeah, pent up. Usually when I go on my little trips, I find someone to enjoy some privacy with. That didn't exactly happen this time. So, I could use a little help. Are you interested?" Camila asked.

The lynx dared to let himself imagine what that might be like, unsure if he could please such a sizable partner.

"Well um... I can try. I can't guarantee that I'll be able to." the feline said.

"Oh, you'll do just fine. You look like the sort that's tougher than they appear. I've got a bit of a surprise of my own." the mare stood up, sitting Luchs down once again.

He immediately missed the warmth of her presence, but didn't complain. She had begun to undress, and that prompted him to do the same. With such little room to do so, they would have a difficult time not bumping into one another. As the lady pulled her shirt over her head, she turned around, showing her back to the cat. Luchs was given a perfect view of the plush rump that had been warming her seat. As he removed his own shirt, the mare worked on undressing, stumbling ever so slightly until she backed into him, accidentally trapping him against the window with that powerful backside.

At least the blinds were closed. When had that happened? Had Camila taken care of that at some point?

"Oh, sorry about that." she said, stepping forward to free Luchs from his little prison.

He sputtered a little once he was able to breathe once more and slumped to the ground. That made it a little easier for him to continue removing his clothes, and soon his pants were cast away, leaving only his boxers. The mare had not bothered to stop until she had nothing remaining. When she turned around again, he was offered a sight he had not expected. What he was sure he would find was indeed there. Her breasts, now uncovered, were firm and large enough to catch the eyes of most, and he longed to tuck his head back under them. Until he looked down and saw the 'surprise' she had spoken of.

There was a sheath nestled between her comfortably thick thighs. It came along with the twin orbs such a feature was prone to be packaged with. And she wasn't exactly lacking. Already she was beginning to emerge from the bulging swell. The flesh that spilled out was thick, broad, and would give almost any male reason to feel inadequate.

"This is what usually drives someone away when they do get driven away. Some folks just can't handle the idea of a girl with a dick. What about you? Is it a problem?" Camila asked.

She sounded resigned, as if she had been through this before, the idea of being rejected immediately upon seeing such a feature. It was clear that while it didn't bother her, it did annoy her that she could get so close to satisfaction only to lose her partner. It didn't help that instead of being simply 'above average' she could be classified as being in possession of an 'instrument of ruin'. That carried a certain appeal in Luchs' mind.

The feline stepped closer, lifting a paw to reach up and stroke along the lady's steadily extending spire. It brought a shiver from her and she sighed, dropping a hand on top of the young man's head.

"No... no, it's not a problem. I... I like it." the lynx said.

"Mmm, good. You keep that up and I'll be ready to play in no time. But... for what I want, you're going to have to lose the undies." Camila said.

The cat nodded and removed his paw from the burgeoning length, but not for long. He tugged on the elastic band of his boxers and pushed them down, letting them fall to the floor. As soon as he was completely nude, he returned his paws, both of them this time, to Camila's groin. He squeezed and stroked along her sheath, then up along the heated, smooth flesh of the glorious monster she possessed.

The dark mare sat back down, leaving her legs spread fairly nicely wide, then took hold of the cat and pulled him toward her once more. She didn't have a lap for him to sit in now, but he could find purchase on what of the bench was available directly in front of her groin. He crouched on his knees before her, still working the sleek thing growing from between her thighs. It took only a few moments, but soon she was completely stiff, and a deep, rumbling bray sounded from her as he even went so far as to give the broad, flat head a soft little lick. It was already beginning to ooze, drooling a clear, sticky moisture that slowly coated the underside of her shaft as it seeped down.

"Aren't you worried about anyone else hearing us?" Luchs asked, finally remembering what he had been concerned about earlier.

He had allowed himself to get caught up in the moment. Camila had done a fine job of helping him settle, and she had done it quickly. Her embrace, that tucking of his head under her breasts like she had; it had put him at ease almost immediately.

"Don't worry about it. It's not my first time doing this on a train. No one will bother us." the mare said, stroking down along the back of her little friend's neck.

The act made Luchs arch his back and press into the palm. He was already rather liking how gentle and tender she was. He wondered if that mirrored how she treated her lovers while in the throes of passion. Whatever the case, he was about to find out. When she was tired of waiting, Camila gripped the cat again, just as she had before, and lifted him up. He was turned around and brought to rest with his back against her chest. He straddled the shaft he had been tending to, struggling to imagine how it would fit inside him. But he was eager to find out.

"I... I guess... I'm ready." Luchs said quietly.

"Good, I've been needing this for a while. Just let me know if I need to stop. I don't wanna break my cute little kitty." Camila said just before dropping her muzzle to press her lips against the top of his head.

It made the lynx purr louder, deeply enjoying the affection. He was lifted again, this time with a specific purpose. She brought him to rest against the blunt head of her shaft, aiming to bump just under his tail. Luchs squirmed softly as his heart began to race. It wasn't the first time he had taken a larger partner. He wasn't sure if this was the largest he'd ever taken, but he was fairly sure she would be up there in the top ranks.

With gentle, careful pressure, the horse began to ease him down onto her. The cat's cheeks parted under the force, then he felt himself spread to accept the beast under him. It was quite a stretch, making him squirm harder as he was made to wrap around it. Every subtle detail of the spire dragged against his flesh, filling his environs as he sank down on it. The progress was kept slow. Camila didn't know how practiced he was, nor did she want to make him yowl. Not yet at least. That would come later.

Slowly, the lynx's stomach began to bulge. She was so large she was deforming him. The lump in his middle grew, stretching upwards through his abdomen until he felt his rump settle against the absolute lowest region of her stomach. How he had managed to stay quiet was something of a miracle. His breath came in rapid pants. His paws gripped at the lady's arms, not to stop her, but to just have something to hold onto. The mare grinned and slowly wrapped those arms around the lad, hugging him back against her chest and tucking his head under her breasts once more. She had noticed how much he enjoyed that earlier, so why deprive him of it?

"There we go... a good start. Still doing okay, sweetie?" she asked.

Luchs nodded, still fighting to catch his breath. She was pressing so deep into him, he would not have been surprised if it turned out she was actually compressing his lungs. His earlier suspicion was confirmed; if she wasn't the largest he had ever had inside him, she was very near the top of the list.

"I'm... I'm okay... it feels... amazing..." he panted out between his gasps.

"Good, because it's about to get a little intense. Just say something if you need to stop. Otherwise, I'm just gonna keep going. Oh and uh... brace yourself at the end. We're probably going to see just how much you can stretch." Camila said.

No more words came. She lifted the cat up off her lap, feeling at least half of her slide out of his impressively tight grasp. It made the shorter one squirm anew, both from the void she left behind and from the sensation of her vast length dragging against his insides. Not wanting to leave him feeling empty, she pushed him back down onto herself, making him groan, his jaw hanging open as it happened. It was a noise of pleasure; deep, intense, unbridled pleasure. She liked hearing that. It made her smile.

Camila lifted him again, feeling him writhe once more, only to shove him back down, this time with greater force. The response was just as positive as the first, encouraging her to continue. And so a steady pace was set. The horse began bucking her hips forward into the cat each time she brought him down against her. Luchs meanwhile could only just hang on for the ride. He had nothing he could do to assist or add to the experience. He was being used to satisfy the lady, and he was perfectly alright with that.

The grinding and thrusting quickened, driving the pair to work harder towards their desired end. They could feel the heat of friction building between them, and the horse's spire drooled heavily into the cat's bowels. Her moisture slicked his interior, offering some natural lubrication, but only enough to keep from feeling like he was going to rip open. She was pushing him to his limits, and he simply could not get enough of it. Camila clenched her teeth as she pumped, gradually adding speed and force, still waiting for Luchs to say it was too much. He never did. And so she simply kept going, growing rougher in her rutting.

Luchs gave himself to her needs, her desires. He was to be her source of release, and that stirred his own loins. By the time she had sunk him down on her completely that first time, he had come to full arousal as well. His length twitched and throbbed in the open air, adding its own sticky sheen to his stomach and groin. One of the horse's sizable hands moved around to cup against his aching rod, begging for some sort of attention. It received it at long last. Camila began to stroke over her partner's own impressive self. He might have been of slightly below average height, but he was certainly in possession of something that would please any partner nicely.

The two rocked about, making all manner of relatively quiet noises. The compartment being as small as it was made it sound far louder than the truth. But it was soon to get much noisier. A steady pulsing claimed the lady's shaft, making her flex her legs and push her hips forward. Her breath caught in her throat for a moment as she recognized the approaching explosion. She pushed hard down on the cat, shoving herself as deep under his tail as he could allow, and she gripped at his member, expecting the next few moments to finish him.

A nicker split the relative quiet of the compartment. Camila felt the wave of orgasm wash over her as she began to empty herself into the accommodating little cat. Her member spasmed as it gushed, adding spurt after sticky spurt of thick, viscous ooze into the feline's rectum. It was enough to start to swell him out beyond what her presence inside him had shown. Luch's stomach grew as she poured into him, making him fight for what little breath he could get. His eyes bulged, his jaw hung agape, and he twitched, remaining silent for a moment before a great, terrible yowl filled the room. His own shaft bucked and gave up its contribution. His seed was smeared suddenly across the lady's palm, and against the bottom of his growing stomach.

Pump after pump of the stuff filled him, bloating him larger and larger until he could swear he tasted it in the back of his throat. A groan and a creek came from the cat's growing stomach, straining to hold in everything he was being given, and yet he could not help but want more. He wanted every drop she could provide. And she was of like mind, wanting to provide everything she had to swell him out as far as he could stand. It turned out the lynx had quite the capacious little tummy.

When all finally came to rest and grow still, the two panted, twitching softly against one another as every subtle move set off a small cascade of lightning through them. Luchs had been given quite the swell. His stomach sloshed softly each time he shifted, feeling incredibly warm to the touch as he groped over the dome. It was as though he could pass for a woman on the verge of giving birth. Though instead of a firm, taut dome, his gave gently, yielding not unlike a water balloon. It was all he could have hoped for and more.

"Oh wow..." he breathed out finally.

"Yeah... you're pretty good at that," Camila huffed happily, "Most boys your size... can't take all of it."

"Y-yeah... I guess I am." Luchs said, still having trouble finding his breath.

"Well, since you're clearly enjoying all of what's in there, why don't we make sure you can enjoy it for as long as possible?" the mare reached into her pocket, having left her pants draped on the seat next to her.

What she retrieved, the lynx could not see. He wasn't exactly in the clearest of minds at the moment and didn't turn to look when he had the chance. Soon, he felt himself being lifted off the horse. It forced a moan from the feline. He clenched as best he could, not wanting to let go of what he had managed to temporarily lay claim to. With an audible pop, the lady's spire escaped his grasp out into the open air. The ring of muscle she had left gaping pulsed, trying to close back up but it wasn't moving terribly quickly. Already he was starting to leak what she had given him. That wouldn't do, but then she was prepared for it.

Something slipped in to replace the lady's spire, something firm but possessing a degree of yield to it. It was a distinctly different shape; conical, tapering to a point, but also coming to a narrow neck at the other end, before flaring back out into a wide disk that prevented the muscular opening from pulling it the rest of the way in. It was a plug. She had 'sealed' him with a plug. It made the feline shudder, knowing he was going to have something lodged inside him for however long she intended to let him keep it.

"Ooo, god... you just come prepared for anything. I refuse to believe you just 'happen to have one' and it's some kind of happy accident." Luchs chuckled tiredly.

He was moved without making any effort on his own. He was turned to sit across the mare's lap, his head against her, the comforting bosom just atop his head like he had enjoyed earlier. A purr escaped him as he kneaded in against his bloated, curiously pliable belly. She rest a hand atop his stomach to join in the attention, pleased with how big she had made him grow.

"Oh, it's no accident. I told you. When I go on these little trips of mine, I like to make friends. And often, they end up getting a good filling like you just did. Some of them can clench up quick, not lose anything. Some folks are a little slower with their 'shutter speed' if you catch my drift. That's where my little 'bottle stopper' comes in handy." Camila explained.

"Well, whatever the case, it works pretty well. God, never been so full before. It's great." the lynx mewled softly.

"I'm glad you're satisfied. And I'm glad you can take it as rough as I like to give it. I wish I had met you while I was on my trip. We could have spent the whole two weeks together." the mare said with a wistful sigh.

There wasn't much else to do now that they had managed to get away with having their fun. The two just lounged there with one another, finding the accommodations of the compartment to be much more tolerable with the cat seated in the lady's lap, and he was not about to climb back out. Not even if someone walked in on them. Camila stroked idly over the recovering feline, appreciating his curious little squirms when she teased over a few ticklish spots.

Eventually, after at least half an hour of the two basking in the pleasure of one another's touch, a sound broke the silence, something that drowned out the young man's purr. It was the horse's stomach. It growled deeply, gurgling right in his ear.

Luchs lifted his head after hearing the sound and looked up at the lady, only just able to lean out far enough to see past her bust.

"You sound hungry. Should I let you get dressed so you can go get something?" he asked.

"Nah, don't need to go anywhere. Not when I've got an adorable little kitten nestled in close and comfy. Besides, why would I fill up on cheap rail food when I could gobble up my cute little boyfriend?" Camila grinned as she spoke, confident that her idea would land well.

It didn't quite hit with the degree of success she had hoped for, but there was something the cat found rather lovely. He found the use of the term 'boyfriend' to be terribly appealing, even if it wasn't meant to be taken seriously. It was a pretty thought at the very least. It left him purring a good deal stronger, making him cling to the mare.

"I kinda wanna stay here. It's comfy and warm." he mewled softly.

"Yeah, I know it is, sweetie. But guess what, it's even warmer and comfier when you're on the inside. It's like a big, full body hug." Camila replied.

"That does sound kinda nice," Luchs said, "But I don't wanna have to move, I'm feeling too good where I am."

"You don't have to do anything. I can take care of all of it for you. And then you get to feel and hear me all around you." the mare explained.

"Hear you all around me? So, I'd get to listen to your heartbeat loud and clear for however you long you plan on keeping me in there?" Luchs asked.

"That's right. You would. So does that mean you're interested?" the lady asked.

It had taken some convincing, but the feline decided he liked the sound of it. He pressed in against the horse tightly once more, his purr almost constant at this point.

"Yeah. Do it. I hope I taste good." the cat said with a giggle.

Camila nodded and leaned down to kiss him on the top of his head once more. This time, instead of just stopping there, she opened her mouth wider and slowly pushed her lips down over the whole of his skull. It was hardly a stretch for her. The difference in their size helped, but then she also was a veteran. It wasn't the first time she had devoured a lover, not by a long shot. Her tongue--broad, flat, and coated in a thin film of drool--slid across Luchs' cheek, then around over his muzzle and face. It was a terribly affectionate act. And the sound of the lady's pleasure filled his ears.

The first swallow came in a casual manner, a gentle motion that helped to keep the cat nice and calm. His head was tugged into the waiting, rippling passage of her throat. His chest was drawn into her jaws where it was shown the same tender affection, a thorough sampling of his flavor. And she approved. The heat of her interior spread quickly through the cat's form, giving him reason to mewl happily. He rather liked that warmth, and could scarcely wait for it to envelop him completely, surround him on all sides with no escape.

He wouldn't need to wait long. The mare's stomach growled loudly, demanding it be filled. Another gulp saw Camila stretch her jaws around that bloated tummy Luchs was deeply relishing. He couldn't help but adore how large and round she had made him. If only he could stay like that for a significant length of time. He began to picture the two of them walking down the street together, one of her strong, soft arms around him, keeping him pressed against her side, his belly protruding too far for him to conceal. Everyone would see, and everyone would know somehow that she had done it to him. It was as though she had claimed him and the belly was a visible display of that claim.

Now she was claiming him in another fashion. Her flat teeth--not at all designed to gouge, gore, or rip--slid over his hips, letting his groin land squarely on her tongue. The horse's throat bulged enormously. One of her hands massaged over the great bloat she had managed to shove into her. Inside, Luchs' ears were filled with the rushing, pounding sound of the lady's heart and breath, to say nothing of the sound of wet flesh sliding against wet flesh. It was terribly soothing. He could have fallen asleep then and there, if it weren't for the fact that his length was being shown some very lovely attention. In seconds, he was brought back to full attention. Camila lingered there, holding one of his ankles so he wouldn't descend any further until she was ready to let him.

A muffled moan came from deep inside the horse's chest, almost down to her stomach. It amused her how easy it was to make the cat wriggle. And it amused her further how little time it took to bring back his arousal. With precious little effort--most of it spent cleaning off his tummy from the mess he had made while being filled--the lynx twitched, his toes curled, and he yowled again. It wasn't nearly as loud as before, partly because he was half lodged inside her, and partly because he was already tired. A sticky splash of salty ooze was provided, spreading through the woman's mouth. She gulped again, mashing the cat's thighs into her maw while he sank deeper into her.

His knees came very shortly after, then his calves. The weight of the majority of the cat was pulling him into her mouth without her needing to do much else. Her stomach surged outward as he spilled in, landing in the dark, slick, churning pouch with a wet bounce. His paws passed into her mouth and she swallowed them down, finishing her meal. Her gut turned about in her lap as she ran her hands over the swell. It filled her lap quite nicely, and gave her breasts something to rest on top of. Soon, the mare could feel the cat settle down, his head pressing up under her pelt, right where it had been when he was on the outside of her stomach. She chuckled and gave him a tender, affectionate little pat.

"Mmm, you taste pretty good. I wouldn't mind snacking on you again sometime. After I make you swell back up of course. I prefer my treats to be cream-filled." Camila said as she gazed down at her engorged stomach.

Luchs didn't say anything. He was too busy drinking in the sensations of his new home. It was remarkably warm, and in spite of being drenched head to toe in drool, he was extremely comfortable. He had been forced to curl up around his pregnant-looking belly, stroking over it just as he felt the horse stroking over him. It sent tingles up his spine as he groped the bulge, lost in the carnal bliss of it. He couldn't help but squirm just ever so gently, grinding his still throbbing spire against the slick, rubbery walls squeezing and compressing in against him.

Camila was enjoying herself as well. Those subtle stirrings of his had left her throbbing once more. The mare wrapped one of her hands around her shaft, mashing up against her fat stomach, and began to stroke. She took her time, not needing to go quick in the slightest. It was a glorious ten minutes she let herself spend dancing right on the edge of climax, stimulated by the lynx's own thrusts.

She could feel him hit his own peak at least twice while he was in there, and the thought of it riled her up until she couldn't stand holding back any longer. The motion of her arm jostled her belly softly, making it sway until she moaned and painted her stuffed stomach with white just like Luchs had when she was filling and eating him. Camila sighed and relaxed, returning to massaging her gut as the feline inside began to tire himself out.

Soon, Luchs was asleep. The mare was content to let him slumber. His little purrs were too soft for her to hear properly, but she could feel them. The subtle buzzing set her loins to tingling, but she refrained from any further self-gratification for the moment. She already had one mess to clean up. She didn't need to compound it.

The rest of the trip passed with the equine woman locked up in her compartment. She managed to clean herself, get dressed again, and retrieve Luchs' bag from overhead. As the passengers began to disembark, Camila emerged from her cabin, still bloated, full, and quite happy. Luchs was still snoozing soundly in her belly, and she had a difficult time not rubbing the grand swell. Before she could get too far down the walkway, a voice caught her attention.

"So, that's why I couldn't check the tickets in your cabin. You weren't nearly that fat when you went in."

It was the conductor, a lion who was rather handsome and only a little taller than Luchs. Camila grinned and turned to look at him properly.

"Yeah, I couldn't help myself. This one's a cute little thing. You know I've got a craving for cute boys. I hope I didn't disturb the other passengers too much." she said.

"No more than usual. Do I need to send a clean-up crew in to take care of any sticky messes?" the conductor asked.

"Nah, I did a pretty good job of containing it. And so did Luchs. Boy's got some stretch to him." the mare answered.

"Well, at least there's that. You know it makes my job difficult when you eat my passengers, don't you? At least let me verify their presence and punch their ticket before you go and indulge." the lion crossed his arms, frowning gently at the lady.

"Oh honey... jealousy's an ugly color on you. If you want me to pin you down, make you take a good horse ride, then slip in where my sweet little lynx is, all you have to do is say so. I told you, I've got a craving for cute boys." Camila said, offering the thick-maned feline a coy wink.

The big cat blushed brightly and opened his mouth to say something, unable to think of what. The mare giggled seeing how badly she had flustered him and turned to leave, taking not just her bags but Luchs' bag in tow. She squeezed her way out of the train and aimed for the station's exit. Maybe if she was lucky, she'd be able to snag the handsome kitten in her belly sometime again in the future.

That way, he could be on the trip with her from the start. For now, she wanted to get home where she could fully enjoy her overstuffed belly. Maybe she'd even let Luchs out for another round of play. Maybe. Probably not for a few days. She was enjoying carrying him and feeling his weight pushing down on her hips. Every step set her tummy to swaying, sending little jolts of pleasure up her spine.

Yeah, she couldn't give this up so soon. He'd be fine to stay put for a few days. And maybe, she'd be able to convince him to try what she liked to call 'long term storage' sometime. A slightly different entrance, and while she wouldn't be able to taste him, it came with other benefits. Just thinking about it was making her pants stretch and bulge. She needed to get home right away.