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New to Dalon 1

Jack writhed on the beach with his fingers curling around a dirty stick, sand rubbing against his cheek and the gentle caress of water tickling his feet as waves hit the shore. The sun bathed him in warmth and a light breeze tickled the hair on his arms to coax him from his lucid state, urging him to prop himself up and shake himself free of the sand that was clinging to his belly and upper thighs.

For some inexplicable reason he was completely nude, no longer clothed by the standard-issue uniform he usually wore and thus his penis was caked with sand, some of it threatening to slip into his urethra. He immediately brushed himself off and rolled over onto his side, suddenly exhausted beyond belief. His vision was blurry and his mind was trying to piece together what had conspired to bring him to this beach, this alien shore. As he blinked away the gunk that had impaired his vision, his thoughts returned to what had happened in the seconds leading up to his loss of consciousness.

He was protecting someone, but he couldn't remember who. A group of four under threat of attack by some unseen monster of shadow and blood. That was all he remembered, that and the fact that he had been fending off the unseen forces for what felt like days before he was knocked unconscious and was tossed into … something. He had no idea. All he knew for certain was that he had been attacked, was knocked silly, then was falling into oblivion. That was the last thing he remembered before washing ashore and waking up caked in sand.

Still groggy and struggling to regain his bearings, he glanced one way down the beach to see that there was a series of cliffs lining the shores, eventually leading to a remarkably tall mountain in the distance. The lake was quite large, but he could just barely see the other side from there if only for the presence of mountains.

In the seconds before he turned to look down the other way, a masculine voice came booming from behind him. “Hey there!" It said with a cheerful tone. “Wasn't expecting someone else here!"

Jack turned to check on the source of the voice and was taken aback by what he saw! Standing tall above him was an incredibly tall horse – at least two meters tall, maybe two and a half – walking on two legs with a thick black mane and a mottled gray coat. Most impressive was that this biped equine was well toned and muscled like an athlete or soldier, thick like a linebacker. He wore only swim trunks and held a veggie burger in one hand, his other hand reaching out to offer Jack to his feet.

Shocked, Jack scrambled backwards by kicking at the sand. He assumed he was hallucinating, for he was human and had never seen animals walking and talking like this except in animated movies or in mythological art pieces. “Wh-what sort of drugs am I on?" He muttered to himself, eyes bugged out and glancing in any direction that didn't immediately bring him face to face with the horse person.

“Potions? I dunno, they sell some pretty intense stuff in Klyneth but they don't usually make you freak out. Mellow stuff, usually." The horse then crouched down so he was more in line with Jack's eye level. “You want my help? I mean, you're here, washed up on the shore and alone, I highly doubt you're here on purpose, though I could be wrong."

Still in a state of shock and disbelief, Jack rubbed his eyes once more and tried to blink away the blurriness before looking back up at the stallion. He expected the equine's form to shift back into that of a human but it did the opposite by clearing up and still distinctly being a horse on two feet. Well, two hooves. “You...you speak English?"

“Speak what now?" The horse said with a bit of an equestrian grunt that could have been a stifled laugh. “Is that a language? Is that what you call the common tongue where you're from?"

Jack was growing increasingly convinced that this was not a dream and that he wasn't having some immensely vivid hallucination. With that in mind, he stumbled to his feet and covered his groin before allowing himself to look down at the crouching stallion's vibrant amber eyes. “N-nevermind. Uh you're a horse, aren't you? Like, a walking, talking horse? I'm not just imagining that?"

The stallion huffed and smiled as he stood back up. “Not quite. Horses are our ancestors, I'm errovian. Equine, but a more evolved version. Have you seriously never met an errov before? We're not exactly a rare breed, if you get my drift." He tossed his mane back and ate a big bite of his burger, ears flopped back as if he was amused by Jack's ignorance.

“Well, no. Never. Where I come from there are only humans." He finally brushed off the rest of the sand from his face and upper chest with one hand, sure to keep at least one hand covering his crotch at all times. “In fact, I have to ask, where am I that horse people exist?"

“That depends on how precise you want to be." He said with a scoff of disapproval and a flick of his ears. He didn't seem too happy that he was referred to as a horse person. “But I guess I'll work my way up from the micro to the macro. You're on the southern shore of Great Sapphire Lake in the Vast emerald Wood, which is in the foothills of The Cradle of Dalon. All located in the upper half of the nation of Saff'Rald, continent of Ovariof, planet: Dalon. Uh, not sure how much more info I can give you. Any of this ringing a bell?"

Jack shook his head while cradling it, eyes wide. “No, none of it. Not even the planet. Wait, could I have-" He trailed off as his mind started wandering to outlandish theories about what happened before the equine interrupted him.

“You're probably just in need of some time to clear your mind. The Potions Guild sells some pretty trippy potions that can make you forget who you are for weeks at a time. I bet you were just the victim of a bad sip. Let's get you some clothes and figure you out."

“I don't think I'll fit into your clothes." Jack countered, motioning towards the stallion and gravitating towards his groin area to emphasize the sheer size of his swim trunks.

“Of course not, but I bet you'd fit into some of Therris's spares pretty easily." He extended a massive hand to shake Jack's. “I'm Vvilfred, by the way. Probably best if you don't go around calling me horse person. It's kinda impolite. I wouldn't call you ape-person unless you threw your shit at me." He then winked and smiled as Jack took his hand and shook it.

“My name's Jack. I guess it's a pleasure to meet you, but we'll see if this is some sex trafficking trick or something, won't we?" He was trying to joke while also testing the waters to see if there was a grain of truth to it. When Vvilfred didn't respond past a casual roll of the eyes, he assumed the best.

Vvilfred turned and motioned down the beach to where three others were sitting and eating a nice picnic lunch. One of them was a two-toned blue deer with a short squirrel tail and stubby little antlers poking out of a nest of deep blue hair. She wasn't wearing anything on her upper half, so her breasts were fully exposed. The next, another female wearing nothing on her top half, looked like an albino pitbull with white fur and pink flesh blushing where the fur was thinnest. All she wore on her upper half was a series of piercings on her nipples eyebrow, and lip as well as a spiked collar. The third was an interesting chimera of sorts with what mauve and lavender dragon scales covering their peach flesh with a glowing blue horn. It was unclear if that one was male or female.

“Wow, you're one lucky stud." Jack joked. “Three ladies to one stallion? Good for you!"

“What? No, two studs and two ladies. Therris is male, same as me. Doesn't really conform to gender stereotypes, though, so I can understand the confusion. Anyway, the white one is Afearnia and the blue one is Camari. Just so you can say hi." He then guided Jack towards the other three before introducing him. “Hey there! Looks like our human friend is named Jack!"

Jack nervously waved. He considered making a comment about how there were even more animal people around him but he rightly assumed that such a comment might be offensive given how Vvilfred had winced upon being called a horse person. “Hi everyone." He was careful to keep one hand covering his crotch; the ladies may have been naked from the waist up, but he still had that human sense of dignity to uphold.

“Hey there, Jack! What brings you here?" Therris asked, a wide grin on his face. “Want to share a burger with us? We've got veggie patties for the herbs and ulokar patties for the carns." He paused to think to himself, not realizing he was using local slang before clarifying. “Herbivores and carnivores."

It was then that Jack came to realize that he was in fact quite hungry. Not only was he in desperate need of something to eat but he could drink, too. “Sure, I could use a burger. What's this ulokar you speak of? Is it anything like beef? Do you guys eat cows, here?" He clamped his gob shut, worried he may have said something offensive.

Afearnia laughed. “Yeah, we eat cows. Beef. Ulokar's kinda like that but a bit leaner and with an almost sweet or tart undertone. Like pork or chicken with a beef color. Have you never had it? Ulokar meat's pretty common around here." She paused, narrowing her gaze. “Wait, Ulokar is popular pretty much everywhere. How could you not know that?"

“Jack here's having a bit of a mental crisis." Vvilfred interjected. “I think he's suffering through a bad sip of potions and has lost all memories, so I was gonna see about helping him out until he's feeling better and has gotten a better hold of his faculties." He then pointed to Therris with a jovial yet commanding tone. “Can you get this man some of your swim trunks? He is human and therefore ill-equipped to compete in a cock-measuring contest and is therefore self-conscious!"

“H-hey, I'm not that small! It's just cold and I'm not exactly in the proper state of mind." He protested, realizing immediately that Vvilfred was just being silly.

Vvilfred patted Jack on the shoulder, smiling and laughing to himself. “It's alright, just a bit of interspecies humour. You'd best get used to it if you're gonna be spending some time with us." He then turned to Therris. “Well? What are you waiting for? Get this man some of your spares!"

“Aye, captain." Therris responded with a salute before hopping up and rushing out over one of the sand dunes, leaving the other three there by the beach blanket.

That was when Vvilfred sat down and motioned for Jack to join him. “Sit, get comfortable! We weren't planning on heading home until after dinner so you might as well relax, get to know us, and see if you can remember anything that might help you figure out where you came from or where you were going when you washed up on the shore?" He then grabbed a meat burger and offered it to Jack.

“A-alright. Sure. Thanks." He grabbed the burger but remained standing, one hand on his junk and the other shoving the food in his face. Usually he'd be more dignified or hesitant around unknown meats, but it smelled good and the burgers had a lot of the same typical toppings he'd expect back home so he felt no reason to be reserved.

Minutes later Therris returned from beyond the sand dunes with a pair of simple black trunks emblazoned with a white and gray logo on the side. He tossed it to Jack and sat back down to join the group as Jack discretely hopped into the trunks and joined the others on the towel to finish lunch.

“So, is this a double date?" He asked, motioning towards the two studs and the two ladies.

It was Camari who answered with a rather reserved tone. “No, just a regular date."

Jack was confused. “But there's four of you. Who's together? I mean, I know it's none of my business but I'm curious. You know, logistics and all. Given the differences in size between this here stallion and, well, any of you, I have a hard time imagining that it, you know, fits?" He made a hand motion showing him trying to ram his whole fist in a hole he made with his thumb and forefinger.

Afearnia burst out laughing. “Oh, that's about right! But yeah, we're actually all together. All four of us." She lightly smacked him on the shoulder, almost in a patronizing way. “I keep forgetting humans are monogamous and that their ladies are less than the most malleable. Interspecies humour!"

He couldn't help but blush. She was right, but she was almost being rude about making that assumption. “Sorry, I didn't know." He apologized before reaching over to grab some chips.

Camari sidled up next to him. “It's alright, dear. Even around here polygamy isn't all that common. It's not uncommon, but it's really not the default for most folks. We're just too good as a unit." She then leaned in close, her soft voice tickling his ear. “But if you were curious, it fits."

Jack blushed even harder, gulping heavily as he glanced over to a smirking and nodding Vvilfred before looking back over to Camari. “Really? But how? You're smaller than I am. And why are you so willing to share such, uh, intimate truths about yourself?"

“You humans and your prude nature." Afearnia joked. “We're pretty open with our sexuality. No different to us than a discussion about what sort of food you like to eat or what books you enjoy reading. Just part of who we are. As for how it fits, well, I don't know where you came from but around here almost everyone has a partner that's much larger or smaller than them. If you're in need of more meat in ya, there's a potion for you!" She reached into the picnic basket and pulled out a vial, holding it up to her face like an infomercial actor, maw agape and eyes wide. “Just twenty-five silver coins at your local apothecary!" She then popped the cork and downed it, drinking it all in one gulp.

This made Jack more than a little curious. “Were you planning on...then I came and...am I in your way or something? Do you need me to make myself scarce while you fool around? I sincerely hope I'm not intruding." Despite his curiosity and masculine tendency to get aroused at the slightest of provocations, he wasn't sure he was prepared to bare witness to a four-way animal person orgy.

Vvilfred wrapped his meaty hand around Jack's shoulder, tugging him in close for a bit of a hug. “In the way? Never. This is public property and anyone is welcome to stay or leave at their own discretion. Yeah, we came to this remote location hundreds of kilometers away from the nearest town with the hopes of enjoying each other, but we would never demand you leave. We also wouldn't tell you that you weren't welcome to watch."

“And this is all normal for you?" Jack asked, eyes darting between the four that were sitting around him. “I mean, it's not a problem or anything and it's pretty awesome to see, but where I come from this is definitely not normal."

“Normal is boring." Afearnia mused as she tugged her bikini down her thighs and kicked it off her foot into the sand. “Why would anyone actively wish to be boring when there's so much fun to be had in the world. Besides, I've never been with a human before and I'd love to see how you compare to Therris or Vvilfred. Don't worry, I don't expect you to be hung like, well, a horse; sometimes a bitch doesn't want to work at it for half an hour to be with their lover." As she laid back, she spread her legs to expose her puffy, triangular pussy lips. Very much like a feral canine back where Jack came from.

For the first time in human history, a white male felt objectified. He gulped again and raised an eyebrow. “This is really happening, isn't it?" He asked, increasingly sure of their sincerity.

From behind him, Camari came up and nuzzled her cheek to his, her insanely soft fur tickling him. “Why wouldn't it? Just a bit of casual, interspecies sex. Nothing to be worried about. Not sure why you'd be so against it, unless you were worried about diseases or pregnancy, neither of which can transfer from one race to the other." She informed him, assuaging his concerns.

“I confess I wasn't thinking about that, but it's good to know. Are you, um, are you sure this is okay? Like, you've just met me and you don't know me. I could be an assassin or something sent to kill you? I'm not but for all you know I could be." Jack posited only to wonder why he was trying to deflect. After arriving at a foreign location this group of four lovers took him in and fed him, helping him to understand a bit about where he was. Now, after only being around for less than an hour, they were already disrobing and exposing themselves to him. In his mind, he couldn't help but joke that this was typical furry behaviour, at least in fantasy.

Vvilfred splayed out on the blanket, spreading his legs and using his shoulders to hoist his rump up so he could peel off his shorts as well. His voice was mildly strained as he spoke. “It's fine, Jack. Everyone likes sex, you're a hot commodity among this group, and I'm sure you could use some stress relief after whatever it was that happened to you to bring you here." He plucked his shorts up off his hoof and tossed them to the side with Afearnia's bikini bottom. “I would recommend maybe rinsing off in the lake if you're going to join us, though. You are still covered in sand and I know I don't want that being forced in my rump."

Jack did a double-take. “Wait, why would you get it up your rump? Are you gay? I thought-"

“Not gay, dear." Vvilfred assured the human as he leaned in and started rubbing his neck and shoulders, his hot breath tickling Jack's ears. “Bisexual. Omnisexual, really. Not a lot of barriers or limits between us. Boy, you've got so much to learn if you're put off by the idea of being intimate with various genders and races."

“Please don't call me boy." Jack countered as he went to pull away from Vvilfred's grip. But then, as he came to realize how talented the stud was with his hands, he leaned back into him and allowed himself to enjoy the touch. “And I'm not against it at all, it's just not common where I'm from."

“And where exactly is that?" Therris pitched in, having also recently shed his clothes alongside Camari. Now all of them were nude aside from Jake, an interesting twist of fate for them all. “I'm trying to imagine a place where bisexuality is uncommon, polygamy is so rare it shocked you, casual sex is perhaps frowned upon, and the very presence of non-humans is in some way revelatory."

He tried to concentrate and remember his life before arriving here but found that it was a blank. Other than his role as a warrior or soldier tasked with protecting people and fighting the enemy, he didn't remember anything about his past. This should have caused him great distress but he just shrugged it off, unbothered by it. “I honestly don't know. And I guess if that's the case then I might as well not worry myself with such things. I'm sure my memory will return, and until then I suppose it's in my best interest to go with the flow." With his new-found confidence, he tore his shorts off and tossed them to the side with the bikinis and trunks of the others.

Now, with all five of them nude and on board for a lovely orgy, Jack found himself concerned for his own safety. “Say, Vvilfred, you're not planning on using me to warm your cock, are you? I highly doubt I could safely handle what a stud of your size could offer."

“Glad to see you're into us." Vvilfred joked as he started to rub his equine sheath. “But no, I'm not planning on doing that to you; your body couldn't handle it, I'm sure. Not without the aid of potions, anyway. No, I think Camari and Afearnia want you and I'd be happy to watch." He nodded his head towards the two females, both of which had rolled to all fours and were crawling towards Jack.

Therris and Vvilfred took a moment to fist bump each other while fondling each other, happily watching as their lady counterparts got in close to Jack, tails wagging and tongues out like pups.

Jack gulped again as Afearnia leaned in close, her magenta eyes staring into his. He then glanced over to see Camari giving him the same look from her slate-gray eyes, a grin on her face. “So, uh, this is normal for you guys?" He tried to reconfirm. “And you're cool with your ladies on me?"

Vvilfred shrugged. “Not normal, no. But that's thanks to you being around. Again, humans aren't common around here so this is sort of a treat for them." His thick-shafted equine member was at half mast, thick as his wrist but drooping over his balls to let his tip rest heavy on the blanket. “Look, Jack, if you are uncomfortable just say so. We're not here to force you into anything or pressure you."

“Yeah, seriously." Therris agreed. “Sensuality is fun, not force. You wanna make up a safe word just in case you need a quick out?"

“Wh-why would I need a safe word?" Jack squeaked as Afearnia crawled over him, forcing him onto his back. “What sort of partners are you here? You're not tying me up or anything, are you?"

Before anyone else could answer or confirm for him, Afearnia pressed her lips to his neck and bit down, teeth lightly catching on his skin to nibble gently while her spiked collar poked and stabbed at his upper chest. She alternately plucked at him and licked his wound, cleaning him of her saliva. She didn't pierce his flesh, but was still pretty rough and sensual with him as she laid her body down on his. The canine forced her pierced breasts against his chest while nuzzling him and grinding against his crotch, coaxing his member to almost full mast instantly.

“O-oh, that's why." He said, mostly to himself. As he looked up and backward, he could see the upside-down image of both Vvilfred and Therris watching, the pair of them each holding their glistening cocks in hand while grinning at each other. His vision was then blacked out as Camari straddled his face, forcing her pussy lips to kiss his.

There was a moment of panic as he worried he was getting smothered but he calmed down the moment he felt the light peck of Afearnia's kiss on his neck before she pushed off his body and started grinding down against his loins. He could actually feel the heat of her flesh through her thin fur followed by the moist, velvet sensation of her vulva smearing fluids against his lower belly. By this point he was too far gone to say no or change his mind and Vvilfred was right; he needed the stress relief after being put in such a situation beyond his comprehension.

Not to mention that Camari's pussy pressed hard against his lips was the perfect invitation to bury his tongue in her and he quickly found her depths were tart and sweet, like a blueberry. Naturally, he couldn't speak about this and instead was only able to wrap his arms around her thighs to hold her in place as he started prodding at her, licking between her lips and eagerly searching for her clit. All he could see above him was her rump cheeks and the underside of her tail, a dark blue button of flesh in the middle that was her tail hole. However, that wasn't anything compared to the attention his stiff member was getting from Afearnia.

The female canine had brushed him off, cleaning him of the dried sand to leave him completely smooth and glistening with the beads of precum he'd been leaking. She wrapped her hand around his length and lifted her own body up to slowly descend upon him, the heat of her flesh enveloping him from tip to base with ease, muscles squeezing tight to hold him in place.

She was so incredibly tight that he nearly blew it then and there. She was especially tight near her opening, like a tight ring of muscle was just beyond her lips. She was also hotter to the touch than any human female he'd been with, her flesh taut and tender at the same time. His circumcised member slid as deep as it would go, prodding at her sex as she flexed and throbbed around him. Jack didn't know if he would have preferred to keep his hands around Camari's thighs to hold her in place there or if it would be better to place his hands on Afearnia's hips as he bucked into her.

By this point he had submitted himself to the two females. Under most circumstances this would have been a life-altering decision and would have blown his mind, but in the absence of memory concerning anything more than a few hours prior, he felt he really had no choice but to give into what was happening and enjoy himself. Anthro females, anthro males, horses and dragons and whatever Therris was were not only real but sexually liberated and into him. This was a world in which he'd be happy to spend his time. A society who's benefits were being extolled to him first hand.

Despite his somewhat distracted mindset he was still subject to the aggressive nature of Afearnia's body bouncing on his. She was clenching her pussy tight, that extra strong coil of muscle just inside her stroking him up and down and parting nicely every time she lifted up and pushed her way back down. He could feel her flesh close off every time she raised her body off him, plump lips barely keeping touch with his cock head before she eased her way back down and her passage dilated to accommodate him once more. He was given no reprieve, and her friend was not giving him much in the way of room to move, either.

Camari kept grinding down on his face, twitching with delight and clenching her own pussy walls around his tongue every time he hit the right spot within her. Things were looking great and he was able to hold his climax off to best pleasure his partners, at least until Afearnia shifted her weight and started gyrating her hips on him, her motions stroking him in brisk but more rapid thrusts.

Jack, for all his composure given the circumstances, was unable to hold back for long. After less than a minute of shuddering and trying his best to knot fill Afearnia with his seed, he found his tongue motions had halted, his mind focused entirely on composing himself against the canine's aggressive bouncing on his crotch. Within seconds of him realizing this and trying his best to give Camari the attention she deserved, he lost his self control and bucked wildly into Afearnia, hands slapping down against her hips to hold her in place as pleasure rocked his body and his essence shot into her.

In response to this, she halted her aggressive motions to squeeze him as tight as she could, plump vulva caressing the base of his cock as her depths practically sucked the cum out of him. She pushed herself into an upright position, hands on his belly as she continued to gyrate and clench, each subtle motion from her feeling like a full-bodied thrust.

At that exact same time, Camari slid forward off Jack's face and leaned in to embrace Afearnia, her own pussy leaking with desire as she and the canine enjoyed a passionate kiss. Moments later, she was tugged to the side by Therris, who happily mounted her while she was still making out with Afearnia while she was still riding Jack, her pussy squeezing so tight he felt as if they may be stuck together for longer than planned, unable to part ways.

In his mind, he was wondering if that's how it felt to be a canine with a knot, tied in tight with a hungry bitch pussy. However, in his post-orgasmic bliss he found himself tired and somewhat distant from the others. He managed to make out the sounds of Therris having his fun with Camari, and when Afearnia finally pulled herself off him – her pussy tugging his soft cock as she pulled away – she then turned and cleaned him up with her tongue as Vvilfred grabbed her by the stub of her tail and enjoyed Jack's sloppy seconds, his own impressive cock doing a number on her despite how tight she felt to the human cock that had been in her moments prior.

Only once the studs had finished and Jack had regained his lucidity did they all agree it was time to clean up. All five of them stumbled to their feet and cleaned up in the lake, rinsing their bodies of the musk and cum that had been left on them and in their fur.

“So that's really how it goes?" Jack inquired as he splashed some water on his face. “Just randomly find a human, have your way with him, then just go about your day?"

“Yep." Afearnia confirmed for him as she shook her whole body off, short fur splashing drops of water in all directions even as she remained submerged up to the knees. The canine stepped up to Jack and got in nice and close. “If you're gonna stick around you better get used to it. That, or learn how to use a safe word. Either way, I'm happy to help ya out if you need more stress relief, but keep in mind that means that my boys will want you, too."

Jack looked back to see both Vvilfred and Therris offer him a salute and a knowing nod of their head. He turned back to stare into Afearnia's magenta eyes. “I don't think that'll be a problem as long as you gimme some of that potion that made your body more...accommodating? Is that how you would describe it? Stretchy? Loose?"

“Not loose, dear." Afearnia corrected him as she stepped past and made it to the shore. “Just stretchy. Able to expand without tearing or pain but still under control by the muscles inside. If you're really that confused about how this shit works I'm sure Camari would love to-" There was a sudden flash of lightning followed by an almost immediate explosion of thunder cascading across the land, silencing them all as Jack immediately assumed a defensive stance, ready to protect his new friends from whatever was attacking.

It took him a few seconds to realize it was thunder as opposed to a bomb.

Therris, Vvilfred, and Camari all hopped out of the water, knowing that the storm was very close, barely taking note of how Jack had reacted to the loud noise. It was Vvilfred who made his declaration. “Time to go. We can enjoy dinner at home."

Jack followed them all to the shore and helped them pack up their blanket and picnic basket. “So what's this about an explanation? I'd love to hear more about potions." He insisted. “Is it, like, drugs or something? Is that what you call medicine, here?"

Vvilfred lead the pack of them all over the sand dune, each with something else in their hand, to a nice looking all-terrain vehicle big enough to fit someone of the stallion's stature with no top on it. “Nope, medicine and potions are two very different things. One is based on chemicals reacting with the body, the other uses magic." He got everyone to put their cargo in the back of the vehicle and then got into the driver's seat. “Everybody in, I'll put the roof up so we don't get rained on."

Everyone piled in, with Vvilfred and Afearnia taking the front seats, Camari and Therris getting in the back with Jack in between them. Once they were all seated and the automatic roof was in its final stages of locking closed, sealing them off from the elements, Jack had to clarify something.

“Magic? There's no such thing as magic." He stated with a matter-of-fact tone.

Afearnia turned from the front seat and grinned at him. “Just because humans don't like to use magic doesn't mean it doesn't exist. It's very much so a real and culturally prevalent thing around here. Magic to conjure fire, to heal the body, to move objects remotely, all very possible. Hard to do, but very real. I'd show you some myself but we're inside the vehicle and I don't want to hurt anything."

“No way..." Jack countered, eyes losing focus as he glanced off into the distance. His mind was fogged with the possibilities. “What drugs did I take to end up here?"

Camari lightly grabbed his upper thigh to comfort him. “Don't worry. Here, I'll show you something nice; I have good control over my frost magic." Her voice was calm, as it had been since they met. From what Jack could tell, she was the quiet and reserved on. She then raised her hand so that Jack could see it as a teal mist swirled around her digits. The mist then glowed and condensed on her hand from wrist to fingertips, coating her in a thin layer of fractal ice before she balled up a fist and all of the frost fell onto his lap, melting into the black trunks he had put back on.

His eyes went wide and twitched; he was unable to comprehend what he just saw. That was, as best he could tell, actual magic performed right in front of him. No misdirection, no tricks, just magic.

Therris leaned in as well, hand on Jack's thigh as a swirl of his own magic mist danced between them. Seconds later Jack felt a deep and pleasant sensation running up and down his leg, a combination of that feeling one gets when their foot falls asleep with deep tissue massage. “We have so much to share with you, Jack. The city of Klyneth is going to be quite a pleasant surprise for you."

Vvilfred drove the all-terrain vehicle down the winding forest path with little concern for the passengers. The storm was practically chasing them and he informed Jack that he had to get back to paved road and off the trail before it got too muddy or they'd be stuck there until morning. Luckily, Jack was too enraptured by the tales of magic and what he had in his future to worry too much about being bounced around in the back seat of a truck.

“So you're telling me that magic is a real thing, and it's just as ubiquitous as chemistry or biology here? Like, magic isn't even a big deal to large portions of the population, it's just life?" He asked for clarification. “And furthermore, some species are naturally better at it than others?" As an ignorant human unaware of magic at all, he had plainly informed the others that they should assume he knew nothing and that they might as well start from the top. His memory had been scrubbed clean and he lacked even the slightest of starting points from which to jump from.

Therris was the one giving Jack a rundown of magic since Camari was definitely the less active of the two of them; shy and soft-spoken when compared to the more talkative and boisterous hybrid. “Yeah! And it's controlled by something called ademane. Spread throughout your body there are glands that secrete ademane connected by a series of tubes in much the same way your blood flows from your heart to your tissue. Only difference is that the ademane system is non-centralized, unlike your nervous system or cardiovascular system. Different races have different Ademane systems, hence the disparity between one race and another. For example: Dragons use Ademane in their fire bladder."

“Your dragons breathe fire? Sounds a little cliché, doesn't it?" Jack laughed a bit, likening the dragons of this world to the ones in lore where he came from.

“How so? They just breathe fire, it's sort of just a thing they do. Truth is truth, my friend. That said, not all dragons breath fire; or, more specifically, not all saurossins breathe fire. Only the purebred ones on all fours with wings do. The other saurossins such as myself don't breathe fire. We have the magical capability to do so but it's not a natural, default thing like with the ancient types. That's why dragon kind has the most ademane and the greatest potential for magic, the fire bladders." He pounded his own bare chest and belched, a tiny bit of flame coming out of his maw. “See?"

Jack nodded with a smile. “Fascinating! And you say everyone can do magic?"

Therris shrugged. “Not everyone. Most people have within them the potential, sure, but that doesn't mean everyone can do it. Yes, even humans can, so maybe you were never taught. It's like, anyone can theoretically run a marathon, right? Not everyone can do it well or last that long, but everyone has within them the potential if they work towards it. Anyone can write an epic poem or program a computer or use math to unlock the mysteries of our world. Anyone has the potential inside them, but that doesn't mean that everyone can do it. Only those who practice can regularly use magic, though some have it in their genetics to be better. Not everyone starts at the same point."

“It's really that basic a concept in your lives, then? It's just another thing people can do, but some people can do it better than others? Never thought about it like that. Makes sense, though; in a society where magic is commonplace it's not like everyone is going to be a wizard, and it makes a whole lot more sense if it's not like only one family or one species can do magic."

Camari spoke up, barely a register above her typically soft voice. “You really shouldn't use that word." She informed him, not wanting him to accidentally say it in public.

“Which word?" Jack inquired, genuinely not sure.

“Wizard. Ever since the wizard war of 998, it's been a pretty taboo subject. We call people who regularly use magic 'mages', since it is the more scientific term without any historical importance."

The wizard war of 998. Such a thing made Jack even more curious but he opted to not inquire further for fear of getting a full history lesson. Instead, he nodded in acquiescence and tried to move on by changing the subject. “And what about these potions? You mentioned them at the beach, but didn't really have time to elaborate."

Afearnia turned from the front seat to answer. “Well, we extract ademane from a subject and enchant it with spells. It's really that simple. There's a whole industry devoted to finding new ways to infuse potions with new enchantments, finding purer spells and resources to amplify the effects, and of course making the potions taste good. Camari and I met at college where we were both studying potion use. I went on to be a chef, while she went into agriculture for ademane rich fruits."

Jack couldn't help but smirk. “Your exposition skills are on point!" He joked.

“You said that we should assume you know nothing. I was just giving you some context." She confirmed, countering him. “But yeah, we went to school for that, and now I'm a sous-chef at an adults only brothel and strip club and restaurant and bar called the Near and Dear. In fact, Therris and I both have to go to work once we get home."

This caught Jack's attention as his mind briefly flashed to his history dealing with forced sex work, a bit of a trigger for him that he had to suppress since he figured based on their more . “You work in a brothel? Are you guys there of your own volition or-" He trailed off, letting them fill in the blanks.

Both Afearnia and Therris laughed out out, amused at the very insinuation that their jobs would be forced upon them. Such a reaction did make Jake happy, or at least relieved. The confirmation did make him wonder what sort of strain sex work would have on a relationship but he quickly accepted that, as a four-way partnership it would make sense for them to be more open to outside activities.

Therris was the one to explain. “No; I don't know where you're from and I don't pretend to understand you, but sex work around here is pretty common and lucrative. I'm sure there are some folks that do it because they have no choice or it's their last option, but for me it pays well, it's a lot of fun, and it comes from my very open mind. I've always been the type to explore and experiment with few reservations, and there's just so much physical pleasure to be had!"

“I don't actually work in the dancing or sex work areas, but I've dabbled from time to time." Afearnia added. “I cook in the restaurant, infusing flavors from there into the potions we serve to our clients. Sometimes differences in size or incompatibility between species makes sex work difficult, so we don't really have much choice but to adapt. Ever tried pairing a super-tight canine female with a heavily barbed feline male? Let's say that, without the aid of potions, that could potentially result in a trip to the doctors." She paused to imagine that, as if she were recalling some old event from her past.

Such imagery also made Jack wince; he was aware of the sexual eccentricities of non-humans but he never really sat down to ponder the ramifications of such interactions.

Afearnia continued. “The potions we buy are a variant on the stuff we get from The Vore House – another themed brothel north of town – that can best be described as durability potion. It makes one's flesh far more resistant to punctures, rips, tears, and slicing. I know that probably sounds hideous to someone unfamiliar with how we do things around here, but it's a fact of life when you think about it. Saff'Rald has been a nation of inclusion since the second era, so finding ways to bring people together from different races has always been important. This sort of thing is commonplace."

“Would that sort of thing work on me?" Jack asked, not sure if he had the glands inside him to convert the magic. In fact, he had a lot of questions about how it would work or if he was compatible but he didn't want to bog them down with a dozen inquiries all at once. Without taking a visit to a medical facility to find out if his arrival here had altered him, he had no way of knowing if that was the case. Furthermore, he didn't assume they would know, either.

“Can't see why not." She said. “Potions work on humans, too. Never met one that was immune to potion work or magic, even if the race as a whole isn't that good with magic."

Camari looked up, eyes wide. “Afearnia, you can't say that! So speciest!"

“Why not? It's true." She countered. “And Jack seems to be completely ignorant of magic so it's fair to assume he's not aware of these things. Besides, Therris said the same thing earlier-"

“-I did, yes." Therris confirmed.

“-So what's the big deal? Jack, are you offended that I assumed you were unaware?"

He shook his head, not wanting to get involved. “Nope, you are correct. I am not aware of the intricacies of this. Please do inform me, educate me. I'm a sponge." He paused, not sure if what he was about to say was a joke or actually offensive. He went with it anyway. “There are no sentient sponges here, are there?"

That got an audible laugh from Vvilfred. “No, there are no sponges around here. We got a hoofed race descendent of bovines and equines and cervines all converged into one called errov – that's me – we got a canine race called the cien, a feline race called the jysar, the primate race called humans, the reptilian race called the saurossins, the avian race known as oaira, the aquatic race hybridized from sharks and dolphins, and an invertebrate race I can't pronounce. There are also a bunch of hybrid races like gryphons and hippogryphs and cockatrices. The bugs might not be sentient, we can't tell."

“They most certainly are." Camari added. “They just can't speak the common tongues so we don't communicate with them. Come on, Vvil, I thought we agreed to not be prejudice against them."

Vvilfred scoffed and returned his focus to the road. “Sorry, sorry. Let's just get home, okay?"

Another crash of thunder echoed from behind them as the clouds steadily washed over, threatening them with rain as they hurriedly made their way far from the lake and towards the city.

The trip from Great Sapphire Lake to the town of North Klyneth took them the better part of two hours, with the ride getting much smother once they escaped the forest and got to paved roads.

Jack was shocked to see that the world wasn't fantastic or filled with crazy or alien structures. On the contrary, it was pretty mundane. There were fields of various crops, barns that looks familiar, houses that seemed pretty basic, and businesses that reminded him of what few flashes of his memory he could conjure up. The only significant differences he saw between what he was experiencing in this new world and what he remembered was that the houses had many different sizes and shapes to accommodate the different sized species and that some of the farms had pastures filled with herds of a creature known as ulokar that had a body shape melding that of a horse with a wolf as well as dragon features such as big teeth and armor plating on their legs and sides.

He was quite disappointed but didn't make a fuss about it. It would have been unfair to assume that the architecture would be special or outlandish compared to what he was used to and it would only serve to upset his hosts if he expressed his disappointment.

Their home was the proper size for Vvilfred, in that it was about fifty percent taller and wider than a house would be for Jack. They lived on the edge of town where the suburbs met the rural band around the city, their home itself fairly typical with a two vehicle garage not attached to the house, a large yard, and gardens everywhere, the whole property surrounded on three sides by thick forests cutting them off from the outside world. There was even a fruit tree on the front yard, one with what looked like teal and aqua shaded peaches.

By the time they arrived the storm had dissipated. Either they had outrun the weather or the storm had exhausted itself fairly quickly. Either way, Jack was happy to see that he was being welcomed into their home. As they all got out of the ATV, he grabbed some of the blankets and towels, smiling as he walked up to the front door. “You guys are totally cool with letting me in? Taking care of me until I figure out what's up with my memories?"

“Why wouldn't we be?" Afearnia countered as she grabbed the picnic basket and what looked like a bottle of lube from the back of the vehicle. “What would happen at home? Do you know?"

“Honestly? Just bringing it up to some people would inspire rage and maybe get me shot."

Camari audibly gasped. “Shot? Why in the world would anyone shoot someone just looking for help? Sounds barbaric and I'm glad we found you!"

Jack shrugged. “I guess people are just really protective of their property. The default is to assume that anyone seeking help is just faking it or something. Not gonna lie, though, I like your approach a lot more. Very welcoming. I feel like I'm home, but I'm not."

Vvilfred grabbed some of the bigger things from the back of the truck. “Well, we have the means to help and it doesn't hurt us in any way unless you turn out to be some sort of crazy murderer." He then surveyed Jack from head to toe before motioning to his own thick, equine form. “And unless you're hiding a rifle up your ass, I highly doubt you have what it takes to murder me."

“I would never!" Jack protested, only to be silenced by Therris.

“Cool it, Jack; Vvil's just being a goof. I can tell when someone's honest or not – it's an ability I've always had as long as I can remember. I don't get a hint of dishonesty from you, so you're fine." He gave Vvilfred's well-toned rump a slap as he walked past.

All four of them headed into the somewhat oversized house as Jack followed. He went in last despite the others holding the door for him since he wasn't yet completely confident that everything was copacetic. He still needed to feel out the situation a bit more before he would be self-assured enough to proactively make any moves instead of casually following. This was not his home.

One by one, each of the four partners went in their different directions, some going up the stairs and some going down, all of them except Vvilfred leaving the beach gear by the front door. The structure of the house was pretty simple from what he could tell with a corridor cutting through the middle of the house from the front door to the back. On either side of the hallway right in front of him was a pair of staircases that went up to the second floor, converging into one at the top with a balcony lining the second floor hallway. He wasn't sure but from what he could see it looked like there was a third floor; based on what he saw of the structure from the outside, he was pretty sure that was the case.

“Come on, I'll show you around." Vvilfred offered. “Not much to show, at least not on the main level. Over to our right here is the kitchen and dining room with a kitchen island separating them. We like to host guests." Both of the rooms were huge, with windows lining the walls on three sides, a massive dining table with seating for at least twelve. “Over on the other side is the living room, the mudroom, and the bathroom. There are actually three bathrooms, one on the main floor, one on the second floor, and one in the basement."

“Nice! Hopefully nobody is stuck having to pee if the room is filled!" Jack joked.

Vvilfred huffed and laughed. “It has happened, but usually after a party." He guided Jack down the hallway past the bathroom and mudroom towards the back door, showing everything in their yard. “And out back we've got our greenhouse for year-round herb growing, a small orchard of a dozen various fruit trees, two gardens, and a shed for all our equipment. Not sure if you can tell, but Afearnia loves to cook for us and Camari loves to work the gardens. I do the landscaping and Therris is too precious to do any outdoor work."

“I heard that!" Therris called up from the basement. He was using the bathroom down below.

“I'm not wrong, though. Am I?" Vvilfred insisted with a grin and a wink.

“Nope, you are correct. Don't need to go saying it to our guest, though. Let him hold onto that sense of wonder as he fantasizes about us being perfect before you ruin it for him. Take away 'is dreams and stuff!" He stepped up behind Jack, patting him on the shoulder before grabbing his ass and turning away and skipping towards the front door. “Oi! Fearni! Time to go!"

“One minute! Just getting my proper shoes!" She called from upstairs.

Jack had briefly forgotten about their plans and immediately asked Vvilfred about it. “Where are they going?" He asked with an innocent and soft tone.

“Oh, they've got work tonight. Both of them work at the Near and Dear. Pretty sure they told you that already? Anyway, they drive into town together and might not be home until morning."

“What about Camari? She's been so very quiet." Jack observed.

Vvilfred got down onto one knee as if he was about to say something profound. “She's a bit of an enigma and doesn't leave her room much. We respect that about her, so probably don't go bugging her. She and I work north of here at the Vore House and the Nectar Squeeze. Heard of them?"

Jack shook his head. “I heard them mention the Vore House before, but before today? Nope."

“You really aren't from around here, are ya?" Vvilfred got back to his hooves, standing tall over Jack. “Well, I'm the chief landscaper and groundskeeper for The Vore House – a place that specializes in, well, the fetish of eating people – and Camari is the lead on The Nectar Squeeze, an orchard that breeds fruits and vegetables rich in plant-based ademane."

There was a moment of silence as Jack tried to take all that in. “Wait a second, hold up. Okay, so people kill each other for sexual pleasure here? I know you were progressive, but-"

“No!" Vvilfred interjected with more force and aggression than he intended. Once he calmed down and Jack had taken a step back, he elaborated. “No, The Vore house doesn't do that sort of shit. They have a very clear and very reasonable policy about death and digestion. No doing it. They're where we get potions, and they have this unique potion that allows predators to consume prey whole without their bodies conspiring against them. It's complicated and I kinda don't feel I'm the expert on it. If you'd like, I'd be happy to take you there some time; it's just a half hour drive from here."

“That sounds like a good idea. I'd be very curious to hear more. Been vaguely curious about such things for a long time, now. Also curious about these ademane plants. Are you saying you can extract magic essence from fruits, now?"

Vvilfred exhaled and flared his nostrils as he shook his mane. “Not really. It's more like the fruit and berries all have ademane in them, so rather than diluting the potions when the flavor juice is added, it just absorbs the magical enchantment to change the flavour without losing potency. It's a similar concept to the formation of ademane gems."

Jack's eye twitched. “Okay, now you have gems, too? Lemme guess, they possess strong magic, too? And you can focus your magic through them and amplify it?"

“Sort of? It's really hard to say." Vvilfred's confidence waned a bit but he was sincere. “I'd have to take you to an expert for that. Ilorek is a buddy of mine and he does a lot of stuff with magic and how it interacts with chemistry. I'm sure you're curious if you seriously know nothing about all of this, but it's sort of a whole lot at once." He paused to have Therris and Afearnia go past him, each of them giving the stallion a kiss before leaving the front door, waving to Jack on the way.

Before long, just Jack and Vvilfred were alone in the front hall. For some reason, this made Jack squirm a bit as his fantasies started to bubble up in the back of his mind. He was trying to focus on the adventure that came with exploring a new land but couldn't get over the subtle yet intoxicating scent of the stallion. All the time the two of them had been riding in the truck and giving the ten-cent tour of his abode, Jack noticed a sweet, earthy scent that permeated Vvilfred's aura, a pleasant scent that was quite arousing even if he didn't wish to immediately admit it. He had already been an active participant in a brisk orgy on the beach but didn't want to impose.

Luckily for him, Vvilfred was perceptive and quite receptive to the idea of having another round so he motioned towards the stairs. “If you'd like, I'd be happy to give you a tour. Show you my room, maybe see how those potions work on you." He spoke as if he was trying to sell a product or was casually offering a favor but his voice dripped with a confidence and masculinity that gave Jack a sort of complacency that rendered him prone to the power of suggestion.

“Th-that would be quite nice, yes." Jack agreed, trying his best to hide the fact that he had slowly melted in place and was as clay to be shaped by the stallion's thick hands.

“Alright, come on up." Vvilfred escorted Jack, letting his human companion go ahead of him. It seemed to be an act of politeness at first but the stud revealed his intentions when he gave Jack's rump a squeeze. “I'll show you their rooms, then my own."

Jack leapt forward and nearly squeaked at the equine's touch. Once he composed himself, he blurted out the first question that came to mind in an attempt to fake confidence. “Why do you need so many bedrooms if you're all one unit?" He felt like a fool for a split second before realizing that his inquiry was a reasonable one. He then added, “Or is it not like that?"

“Oh, it's like that. We have the one shared bedroom we all share, but we all have our own rooms at the same time. I could probably think of a dozen reasons why we'd need our own places in addition to the shared space. What if we're angry with one another? What if one of us are sick? What if one of us is out late coming home and doesn't want to wake the others? What if one of us is bringing home a friend from work that the others don't wanna play with? What if we're just not in the mood? What if one of us are on their-"

“I get it, I get it!" Jack interjected. “And I like it. I've just never been privy to a four-way relationship, before. Especially not one that doesn't have a clear power dynamic. In poly relationships I always imagined like, one male with a harem of females or something. A ranking system. A power play between them. Some element of domination or submission. I'm shocked to see that, aside from Camari being passive, you're all completely equal and open. I like that."

“I heard that." Camari called from her room. “I'm not passive, I'm introverted. There's a clear difference between them." She then poked her head out from her door to stare at Jack. “If you stick around, I'd be happy to explain, but for now just go have your fun. You're in Vvilfred's hands now."

He gulped and glanced back at the stallion. “But how did you...why-?" When he turned back to probe Camari for more details, he found she had already disappeared back into her room, door almost entirely shut to cut off his view of what was beyond it.

Vvilfred pressed his legs and lower belly against Jack, making as much contact with the human's skin as he could. “I figure we might as well not wait any longer. Tell ya what, we'll go to my room first, and when we're done there I'll give you the rest of the tour." He then stepped away, heavy hooves clopping on the hardwood floor of the second story hallway. Of the six doors – one for each of the four bedrooms, one to the balcony, and one to the bathroom – Vvilfred's was the biggest. Naturally. It was also the one closest to the set of stairs that led to the third floor.

There was a brisk moment of uncertainty as Jack contemplated what was going to come next. He knew he was being invited into the stallion's quarters for some fun and that he was very eager to indulge that fantasy but he was still hesitant to make the move. He'd seen the potions in use and seen Vvilfred's member up close and personal, two opposite ends of the spectrum. On one hand he knew that, under normal circumstances, he would have no chance of taking a stallion cock as long as his forearm and hand combined from elbow to fingertips, its entire length as thick as that forearm at its widest berth. On the other hand, everyone here seemed to have complete faith in potions for their body-altering effects. He wanted to dive right in but was still at least somewhat convinced this was a dream.

After having made his way to the bedroom door, Vvilfred motioned for Jack to follow as if he were a butler. “You coming? If not, that's cool too. I'd understand if you don't want to make such a leap of faith in a foreign land." He flipped his mane and nickered. “Though I'd like to think I'm worth it."

“You are!" Jack assured him with a bit more enthusiasm than he'd intended. “At least I think you are. But at the same time I'm also more than a little concerned for my health. I know I explained already but this sort of thing is not normal where I come from. In fact, what you propose is virtually impossible!" Though he remained hesitant, he still took a few confident-looking steps forward.

“Tell you what: I'll go ahead and get into my bed, naked, and if you chose to join me I'd be happy to indulge your desire for stallion cock. If not, then I'll take care of myself and rejoin you for the tour. As a stallion I doubt I'll last long compared to a human – some stereotypes exist for a reason." He gave a seductive wink and a nod before quickly darting into his room. A second later his shorts and shirt were both tossed out through the door to land on the floor in front of Jack.

Curious and more than a little aroused at the developing scene, Jack knelt down and grabbed Vvilfred's shorts to knead the fabric and relish the residual warmth left from the stallion's body. After glancing in to ensure that Vvilfred wasn't watching, he quickly sniffed them to sample the equine's sweet and earthy scent only to find out that biped stallions lacked the same musk as the horses he was used to seeing. There was still a faint scent of musk in there but nothing that smelled like a barn or mud or anything else that would remind him of a farm or ranch.

Strange, but still oddly enticing.

Jack quickly found his strength and desires converging to the point that drove him to stand back up and slip into Vvilfred's room after him. There, he saw the stallion on the bed on his back with his cock at half mast and drooling precum onto his belly, his hind legs spread wide and tail splayed out between them. Next to his bed was a dresser with a teal-colored potion, a framed picture of Therris, and another framed picture of Camari and Afearnia on what looked like a hiking trip to a rocky region. The other side had a cutesy stable-looking trunk that was open and filled with dildos and masturbators in it, a series of small vials lining the felt underside of the lid.

“I see you've come to join me! I'm honoured." Vvilfred said with a chuckle, one hand collecting his precum to moisten his shaft and stroke it while the other cupped his cock tip and squeezed to make the flare expand against his fingers and palm. “I'd recommend drinking the potion before you try to wrangle me; only takes about a minute or so for it to take effect."

With a gulp and a nod, Jack peeled off his shirt and stepped out of his shorts, once again finding himself naked in front of the massive stallion while the stud gave him a bit of a show. His own member was quickly growing to full mast as his tip drooled his own concoction of precum that dribbled down the underside of his shaft. He was excited, but his nervousness kept him from getting as firm as he could, his member drooping just a bit despite the images before him. Jack knew that the best way to go forward with this was to push aside his reservations and just take the body-altering brew.

“Alright, toss me the potion." He insisted, hand out.

Vvilfred reached out to his bedside dresser and grabbed the beaker of potion to toss it to Jack, never taking his other hand off his cock. “You really only need a mouthful. Maybe less." He advised.

Jack grabbed the tip of the cork between his thumb and forefinger to yank it out, releasing a cloud of smells from within. He shook his head in disgust only to realize after a moment that he was distinctly smelling a combination of watermelon and kiwi; the initial blast of aroma was so sweet it made him gag a bit but quickly turned into something aromatic and fruity in all the right ways. “Here goes." He said to himself before taking one last sniff and going bottoms up to fill his maw.

The thick consistency of the potion made him gag nearly instantly, his whole torso tensing up and his upper body retching as he nearly spewed it out over Vvilfred and his bed. The concoction tasted of snot and fruit, like someone had blown their nose into a fruit smoothie and let it congeal. The flavour was so intense he nearly dropped the beaker of potion on the ground next to his feet as he bent over, trying his best to keep the shot's worth of potion in his mouth and swallow it.

This proved to be quite difficult for him.

He stood back up with the gummy slime coating his teeth and tongue as he tried to speak through it. “Are you sure this is potion and not last week's gelatin gone bad?" His words were garbled.

“Yeah, I am sure." Vvilfred leaned forward and gently took the beaker from Jack, placing it gently on his end table as he leaned back. “Just swallow it down and climb aboard. I promise the taste dissipates pretty quickly thanks to your saliva. Also means your jaws might be able to stretch, expand like a snake's would. Never tested it with a human but I hear it's possible."

“Alright." Jack confirmed with one finger raised, urging Vvilfred to hold on a moment. He reared his head back and stared at the ceiling as he conjured all his will to gulp it down, shuddering in disgust as he felt the thick, snotty fluid was forced down his throat. A fear did build up in his mind that the gag-reflex wouldn't go away and that the memory of the sensations would linger but he was quickly assured that this was not the case a few seconds later as all unpleasant feelings dissipated. All he could taste and smell as he exhaled through the nose was the faint hint of kiwi and watermelon, a subtle tingle buzzing in the flesh lining his maw.

He touched his lips, noticing that he felt hypersensitive yet strange in other ethereal ways. To him, it almost felt like he was another entity touching himself only he could feel the touch both on his lips and his fingertips. “Well this is strange." He said, mostly to himself.

“Yeah, the first time is always strange. Come on, though. By the time you get on me the potion's effects should have spread to your rump." Vvilfred insisted, slowly reclining back to his position laying on his bed. “And if you get me know, I'm still semi-soft and therefore I bet it'd be more comfortable for you at first. Gives you a bit more time to adjust."

Jack knew this was pretty solid advice. However, even as his mind was tugging him away from the stud before him, he found his inhibitions melting away. In a sense, he felt drunk with desire as if he had taken a rather substantial drink of vodka or whiskey without any of the tipsiness or flavor burning his throat. In that brief instant he didn't care about his own safety, nor was he concerned about the scene that had laid itself out before him. In his mind, he just needed that cock and would do anything for it.

He hopped up onto the bed and began to crawl towards Vvilfred, hands pressing down on the stallion's tail for a few steps until he started climbing up on the stud's thighs. With Vvilfred's cock just below his face and chest, he wrapped both hands around its length to get a proper feel for it, stroking up and down while taking note of how the skin slid up and down its length independent of the firm core inside. This was quite nice, but nothing quite like the sponginess of the tip when paired with the copious flow of precum that came dribbling out the tip every time he squeezed.

After sidling up between Vvilfred's legs, Jack straddled his one thigh and squeezed, his member rubbing against the underside of the stallion's. The warmth emanating from the horse's leg was shockingly intense, a heat that tickled Jack's balls in a way he didn't expect. This sudden burst of sensation made him buck his hips while grabbing Vvilfred's shaft with both hands, his throbbing erection crossing swords with the stallion's much larger member.

Under most circumstances he would harbour a shade of resentment that someone else would be so much larger than him – for a human he was quite well endowed – but his mind had already descended to a place of pure bliss and fantasy that cared only for his pleasure at all costs.

Knowing this, he crawled forward once more, letting the tip of the stallion's cock drag down his chest and belly before he got up above Vvilfred's prone body, standing tall on the bed with his ankles straddling the equine's hips. From his stance looking down at his partner, Jack's eyes met Vvilfreds to communicate his intentions before squatting down and reaching back to help the stallion cock press tight against his rump, the plump spongy flesh of his flare squeezing between human cheeks.

“That's what I'm talking about," Vvilfred nickered as he placed both of his hands on either of Jack's hips, his cock stiffening and pressing firmly against the human's flesh. “Now we have some brisk fun, as long as you're not backing out."

“Hmm." Jack sighed to himself as he bent his legs more, squatting lower to grind against Vvil's shaft. The swollen cock tip was far, far too thick to go into him and he knew it, even if he was promised that it would slide in with ease. He could practically feel the firmness of the erection pressing against his pelvic bones, indicating his hard limits. However, only a few seconds of grinding later, he felt that familiar lurch that came along with something big forcing its way into him.

This sensation usually came with a hint of discomfort and a touch of pain. Not this time though. He felt only pleasure as the hot horse cock flesh parted his rump cheeks and squeezed in through his pucker, the spongy flare pinching through his hips and expanding inside him to plug him up! In response to this inflation and the sudden increase in pressure that practically exploded in his rump, he grunted and balled his fists, expecting to have to push the monstrous cock back out.

But no pain or even discomfort came to him. Once the initial lurch of penetration happened and Vvilfred's member came to rest half inside him, he quickly found himself in a position to happily bounce up and down, riding that shaft like it was a normal-sized toy or another human. He felt nothing but pleasure and comfort with the added benefit of feeling stretched and filled well beyond what he expected possible!

Given his new-found elasticity and apparent lack of pain receptors in his lower abdomen, Jack almost immediately began to start bouncing on Vvilfred, his motions slow and deliberate at first. He didn't want to rush into anything in spite of how natural this all felt to him, so he kept his pace well-controlled and slow for as long as he could before letting his carnal desires take over and speeding up.

When his eyes met with Vvilfred's again, he tried to turn to look away to avoid discomfort, resulting in him losing his balance and falling back onto the stallion's chest, cock still deep inside him. As he looked down, he could see a distinct bulge in his belly, the firm stallion cock pressing out from within as he felt the throbbing of Vvilfred's veins tickling his rump hole and teasing his inner cheeks.

“You alright?" Vvilfred asked in a soft tone as he rolled onto his side, one hand cradling Jack's belly right on top of the bulge while firmly bucking his powerful hips to bury himself as deep as he could go. “If it's too much, just say so."

Jack's eyes had gone wide, shocked not only at how malleable his body had grown but by how easy this entire experience had been for him. His cock was firm and dripping, his ass tender and supple yet hungry for more. He could see the clear shape of equine flare forming a mushroom-like expansion against his belly which told him that Vvilfred had buried himself deeper than Jack thought possible.

And yet, despite this nearly-absurd transformation within him, he felt calm and complacent towards the situation. He was shocked, sure, but he was also coming to happily accept the reality that filled his lower torso. With this in mind, all he could do was casually nod and gulp, the muscles in his throat and chest constricting to push back against the bulge of the stallion's cock.

This was when Vvilfred leaned down and nuzzled at Jack's neck, lipping at the human's shoulders and lightly nibbling and plucking at loose skin before offering a few full-bodied thrusts that buried his shaft deep inside Jack after a spine-length wave. His bucks were slow and deliberate at first but quickly increased the pace to that of a more feral creature's primal actions.

All the while, Jack remained in shock at the re-emerging bulge that pressed out against his abdominal wall at the height of every equine thrust! He barely even noticed the massive, blunt teeth chomping down where his neck met his shoulders or the muscular hands that cradled his body to keep him in place while his rump was reamed by stallion cock. All he could focus on was the sensation of an arm-length horse cock pushing into him and tugging out, each thrust grinding against his bowels and massaging his prostate with expert precision.

Well, more realistically the cock was just so huge that there was no way it would fail to grind up against his most sensitive spots; in fact it felt as if there were no patches of flesh from his ass to mouth that weren't being caressed from within!

Though he never felt exhausted or in any way overwhelmed by the pleasure or pressure that had built up inside him, he was relieved when he noticed – after only a few minutes of intense and steady rhythmic thrusts – that Vvilfred's motions were growing erratic and the bulge of the flare was expanding to thrice its normal size within him. Sensing his partner was nearly finished, he pushed back as hard as he could while swaying his rump and doing his best to clench down, his rump squeezing equine flesh and veins as tight as they could go.

The added pressure and sensitivity meant that Jack felt every twitch, every pump of blood, and every pulsating ejaculation as Vvilfred bit down harder and pressed his thighs up tight to Jack's butt cheeks. Every inch of stallion cock was buried deep inside Jack's rump, the bulge a gentle curve of shaft and flare inside his lower torso. He cradled his own belly with both hands to join one of Vvilfred's to put a bit more pressure on the stallion's cock head.

Jack could literally feel the tickle of added pressure against his palm through his abdominal wall as Vvilfred dumped a massive torrent of seed inside him, the warmth of flesh and fluid giving him a tingle and pleasure that coaxed a subtle but still deeply pleasant orgasm from him. The pressure and light twitches inside him coupled with the added silken flow of cum lining his walls hit all his triggers at the same time, coaxing a burst of his own seed to escape his cock and soak into the fine fur of Vvilfred's inner thigh.

Unlike normal, though, Jack didn't immediately feel that sense of escaping desire moments after finishing up. Though he felt release, like he'd been building up a month's worth of seed, he didn't immediately lose all desire for future sexual encounters. If anything, he just wanted more!

Problem was, Vvilfred seemed done. The stallion's cock was already softening mere seconds after depositing the equine's massive load, the pressure inside Jack forcing his flaccid cock out with a guttural squelch followed by the wet sputtering of Jack's rump sealing shut and forcing out a combination of air and thick horse cum all at once.

Before he could act ashamed or in any way reluctant about letting the creampie out, Vvilfred grabbed a towel and pressed it up against Jack's rump, squeezing his belly to get out some of the seed while cleaning it up with the towel. A gentleman's move.

But Jack didn't want to squeeze it out. He gently peeled Vvilfred's hand away and rolled onto his belly with his ass in the air, slimy sensation of precum and seed forming webs between his rump cheeks. “No, let me keep it in me. I want it inside." He protested, writhing and tensing up while clutching and grasping at the bedsheets while Vvilfred laid next to him.

“If you insist. Wanna get back to the house tour?" Vvilfred offered, tossing the towel to the side.

“In a bit. Give me a few minutes to take it all in." Jack countered. “Not sure if I'll be able to walk after being ridden like that." Brisk as it was, he felt his muscles from the waist down to be weak in much the way they would have been had he been riding a horse in the more traditional sense for hours. He had no real desire or need to leave that room, not until he regained control of his legs.

Vvilfred seemed unconvinced. “I wouldn't worry too much about it. The potion allows your body to adapt to basically anything, so the moment you stand up you'll be fine within seconds." He then rolled onto his back with his flaccid, wrinkled cock half-submerged in his meaty sheath. “But if you want to spend a few minutes here before leaving, I'd be happy to have you clean me up. Tongue bath, if you're into that." He grinned and flicked his ear, nodding as a way to insist.

Jack considered his proposal for only a moment before grinning back. “Sounds like fun."