“Why don’t you take a break and blow off some steam?” You look her up and down, then add, “There’s more than one way to stay warm on a planet like this.”

Nayna blinks at you, then looks back at her Codex, then back at you. She chews a lip, then slowly, ever so slowly begins to blush pink through her ivory fur. “Are you... are you flirting with me?” She gingerly puts down her Codex, her paw shaking, then slowly pulls down the zipper to her parka. “That would be... acceptable.”

“I am,” you admit, stepping closer.

Nayna’s violet eyes widen. “Really?” She wiggles out of her cold-weather gear, stripping down to her rubbery undersuit. Nibbling on her lower lip, the nervous bunny asks, “What did you want to do... uhm... cutie?”

“I want you to put that cute little bunny-cock inside of mine.” You open your Black Void armor plate and plain briefs, letting your excessively large endowment flop out to the floor. “And just do what comes naturally.”

Nayna’s ears droop, and you swear you can hear her knees knock together. “A-again? You really like it when I do that to you, huh?” There’s no concealing the way her dick is growing inside the shining veneer of her jumpsuit, or the fact that she’s stepping closer, her thick thighs swaying wider as the space between you diminishes. “But it’s such a filthy... dirty...” Her fluffy paws fumble with your plain briefs, freeing your pent-up length to pop out. It surges out into her waiting palms, letting her guide its engorgement at the perfect waist height for her. “...naughty... fuckable....”

Nayna stops talking and simply stares, shifting the weight of your enormous boner into the crook of her arm so that she can stretch her clingy undergarment out of the way. Her dick springs out, rock hard and ready to go, the tip fully engorged and leaking.

“Somebody’s being naughty and fuckable,” you point out, grabbing your outsized dong in both hands to take the pressure off the fluffy little sex-pot, aiming your blunt head square at her animalistic endowment.

Jumping like she’s been shot, Nayna shakes her head, clapping her hands over her chubby, laquine prick. “No I’m... oh, fuck it!” Curling her padded palms around to the sides, she starts jacking herself off, moaning at her own lewd display. “Maybe I am!” Her hips shake like a jackhammer, plowing her pre-greased palms with reckless abandon. “Maybe I’m just as filthy inside as some rushward whore! Maybe I just want to fuck you till you’re a cummy wreck!” Nayna stumbles forward, her slobbering prick a hairsbreadth away from your pulsing, eager urethra. She growls, “But right now all I can think about is stuffing that ridiculous dick of yours with enough spunk to drown a galotian.”

Nayna’s self-control falls apart like a house of cards held up to an X1 racer’s engine wash. Leaning over your mammoth member, she gingerly shifts, brushing her swollen glans against your dick-slit and shivering in delight. She closes her eyes, and with her lips curling in a shy smile, she edges forward, spreading your cock around her own enormous girth. It’s a feeling unlike any other in the universe, hard and throbbing, wet and hot with your pre-cum mixing around in your urethra.

You try to hold yourself still. Thrusting forward would only knock Nayna on her ass, and every other instinctive movement seems magnified out at the end of your enormous tentpole.

Nayna, on the other hand, has no compunctions about manhandling your member, but she does ease her way in with care. Maybe she’s afraid that she might hurt you, or that something could tear without enough lubrication. Maybe she’s just enjoying the delightful feeling of sliding inch after inch into a passage tighter than she’s likely to find anywhere else in the quadrant. She works it nice and slow, gyrating her hips in small circles to gradually widen the opening at your tip. Pre dribbles down your length and across her balls, a mixed slew of sensuous eagerness.

You groan delightedly, and Nayna moans right along with you, head lolling backwards. Her ears join her in going limp, sagging back in her full-throated ecstasy until they hang limply against the back of her head. Not even her grip on your equine glans escapes her pleasured slackening. She’s clearly drunk on pleasure, loving the silken caress of your oversized dong’s pulsating interior.

You can feel it too. Each beat of your heart makes your cock tremble, pushing back against the intruder within, bearing down on her with your own biological imperative to engorge. Nayna is harder somehow, perhaps due to her smaller size. Whatever the case, her dick is barely affected by your member’s incessant squeezing. It plunges in and out without a single care for anything beyond its own pleasure, drooling so much liquid anticipation that it feels like she’s literally pumping up your prick, inflating you with her ludicrously copious fluids.

Nayna gasps, and the pumping of her hips redoubles. Her flare expands, stretching just slightly wider than the rest of her pudgy boner, dragging against your sensitive walls, making it even harder for you not to buck your lean muscled hips and fling her into the next county.

“Ung! C-can I...” Nayna shudders at the unspoken thought, stroking her hands up and down your throbbing length. She gasps and looks back up at you, a little cross-eyed. “C-can I cum inside?” Her prominent buck teeth bite into her lush lower lip, yet her thrusts do not slow in the slightest. Quivering on the very edge, she tries to hold her composure together until you give her a reply.

“Do it,” you urge, wondering just how good it’ll feel to let the bunny-girl release her gallons inside you.

Permission is apparently all it takes to set the curvy laquine off. She grabs hold of your monumental, flat-tipped horse-boner in both hands and leans over, wrapping her entire upper body around it. Her plush, fuzzy tits squish down against it, the soft texture of her fur contrasting wonderfully with the slippery smoothness of her rubbery-looking undergarment.

Then you feel it, the torrential outflow of bunny-spunk pouring into your dick, filling an already stuffed urethra to capacity with steaming hot jism. And that’s just the first squirt. Nayna quivers like a fully drawn bowstring and unloads once more. This time, that torrid fluid burrows further back into you, pushing her spunk into your deepest recesses. It’s as bizarre as it is hot, a strong ecstasy approximating ejaculation in reverse. Bolts of delight radiate up from your core as it is filled, then stretched, then stretched some more.

Nayna is an endless fountain of cum. It rushes through you backwards, pumping up through your prostate and seminal vesicles, swirling and swelling, and then suddenly venting into your heated testicles. Heat blossoms through the testicular flesh, accompanied by an obvious swelling. Your sack is gaining in girth by the second, transforming your poor nuts into rapidly ballooning bunny-cum tanks.

“Your balls!” The laquine stares in gape-mouthed marvel, idly caressing your dick as she inflates your balls. “Doesn’t that h-hurt?” She’s almost whimpering, though in shame or delight, you can’t tell.

They don’t hurt in the slightest. It feels fantastic, and you tell her so. It’s like that moment right before orgasm where everything gets super-tight and engorged, only it’s constantly getting tighter and tighter.

Nayna babbles, “Good... good... That’s good.” She spurts hard enough to bulge the underside of your cock. A second later an equal amount of fluid rushes into your straining gonads, displaced from your internal plumbing by the fresh wave. “It’s so good!” Whimpering, Nayna humps away at your dick, sending squirts of her seed flying in every direction with her backstrokes, but she shoots more than an equal measure back in.

The skin of your fuzzy sack is taut and shiny. The slightest details in your juggling, cum-swollen nads are reflected through the straining veneer. They’re so big that they force your legs apart. You can feel the cold floor pressing up from beneath. Greater amounts of skin make contact as the seconds tick by, distorting the rounded, jiggly shapes. In no time at all, you’re resting on your balls more than your feet, and Nayna is still cumming, still forcing more inside.

The once-meek climatologist is watching with feverish intensity, soft paws holding your twitching, dripping member in both hands as she fucks it like her own personal pocket-pussy, only instead of flooding a condom, it’s your balls that drown in her jism. She trembles one last time, firing dick-bulging gouts of seed into your nuts, then sags down atop it. Her eyes widen when she realizes the edge of your sack is within an inch or two of her fuzzy toes. She could reach out and caress her cummy prize with the tiniest effort.

You’ve never felt fuller... or hornier. Maybe it’s the sensation of her sperm swimming around inside you with your own. Maybe it’s the decadent lewdness of the act itself. Maybe its the feeling of your every movement making your furry sack increasingly jiggly and wobbly, one nut sliding against another in exquisite delight. Or you could forget all about it the moment Nayna presses her footpaw to the gently-curving swell of an enormous testicle. Her skin is just as warm as the cum swirling inside, and as she gropes you, you lose all control.

You don’t even manage to warn the poor bun. Climax hits you like a bolt of lightning, faster than the speed of the nonsense words spilling from your maw. A lurid gurgle fills the air while your internal muscles clench, and Nayna abruptly grunts.

“Ohh...” she giggles, still clutching onto your dick, “...Is this what you f-felt? It’s warm...”

You nod, reveling in the relief of shooting what feels like gallons of bunny-spunk right back into its source. This time, you get to watch her balls bloat. She’s lucky she already yanked her underthings to the side, giving her fuzzy sack the room it needs to expand. Two squirts have her packing grapefruits. Soon, Nayna’s bloated testes are the size of basketballs. The stuffed laquine sinks to her knees, letting them rest on her thighs, but your dick bends right down with her, continuing to flood her over-gorged, melon-sized gonads.

Nayna whimpers, “So full,” when her balls spill out over the tops of her legs, pinning her to the ground. They expand upward as well, reaching up around either side of your dick, pinning you between the hermaphrodite’s luscious lower orbs. When you ejaculate, you feel them wobble against you, enhancing your pleasure. Your every shot results in what feels like a self-propelled titty fuck, squeezing Nayna’s tremendous nuts tighter around your incredible girth.

It’s heaven. Giggling madly, you hump, and you pump, and you cum and cum and cum. Nayna doesn’t protest; she just groans deliriously, rubbing her nuts with languid, confused strokes. You cum until your balls are almost back to their normal size, and then you cum some more. The harlot of a hare is nearly obscured by her masculine endowments, the tips of her ears barely reaching above. You clench and flex, trying to pump her up enough to hide her entirely, but your body chooses that moment to finally run dry.

Your dick twitches powerfully, yanking itself off Nayna’s cock, dripping residual whiteness. You can’t see it from here, but it feels like your urethra is absolutely gaped.

Nayna didn’t fare much better. Her cock is spurting weakly, her much, much, much smaller piss-slit streaming a thin streamer of white. It isn’t coming out in the rhythmic pumps you’d expect from orgasm, just a long, smooth stream, like there’s simply too much sperm for her body to contain. She can’t even reach her dick over the swollen masses of her balls. Meekly, she begs, “Help! It’s so good, but it won’t come out!”

Grinning, you kneel down and take her dick in both hands, stroking it. When you pump down, the flow doubles. When you stroke up, its owner moans, balls quivering, and the next downstroke is nearly four times as thick as the first. Nayna’s balls gradually diminish while you milk her, but her cum gets absolutely everywhere: in your hair, in your mouth, on your beefcake chest, and all over your arms from the elbows down.

It’s a messy task - one that takes the better part of an hour, but somebody has to do it. By the time you finish, you’re halfway to hard again, but Nayna looks absolutely, completely relieved - if a bit exhausted. She lays there, letting her little cleaning robot zap the spunk out of her fur and panting for her breath.

“You... you were right. That was fun.” Shuddering, the bunny tries to tuck herself back into her clothes, wincing when the tightness squeezes another jet of white from balls that look a little bigger than she should be. “F-f-fuuuuck.” Nayna’s ears go flat when she realizes what she’s said, but with a slight shudder, she looks back your way. “This doesn’t mean I’m a slut.” She pauses. “Not a total one anyway. Those dick-girls on the rim know what they’re doing.”

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Pub: 21 Aug 2021 01:30 UTC
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