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There is a masquerade party being held by the Duchess of Rose, and everyone is invited. Yet, to join in on the fun you must choose to become your favorite beast, and be warned, for her parties can be quite decadent There will be a special play, A great theatrical work written by her lordship that will indulge its audience by granting their most scandalous and lust filled wishes. Oh, and there will be a Tiger too.
Here is a juicy sample:
‘The Djinn laughing, addressed the panic
awe-ridden crowd, 'who is next to have their wish granted?’
The crowd was either too wide-eyed and
speechless, or too afflicted by the spell to pay much attention to her
question. An equine faced gent was trying to hide his shame whilst losing his
fight to temptation. It was obvious that he was stimulating himself while trying
to remain unseen to the crowd, and he was not alone. Others found the urge
befall them. A handsome beast found himself a couple of ladies who were willing
to indulge in the moment. They pulled down his trousers to take turns indulging
themselves with his pole. He wanted to protest, but that first lick shuddered
his spine and he could resist no more.
The Djinn continued to laugh and pointed
to a slender mistress dressed in silver wolf’s head and tail. The Elephant,
whom the crowd had stopped paying attention to, picked up the third victim and
slid her flailing into the uncorked bottle. The Wolf touched the bottom
clumsily while the Djinn refastened the cork. Colored smoke again huffed from
the tiger’s maw to swirl around the bottle and into a crowd that was unsure of
itself. Again, they watched with nervous anticipation, wondering if the same
would happen as it had before.
Indeed, the tiger did growl and sneer at
his new plaything with cock throbbing hard. The She-Wolf did transform like the
Swan and Tiger, before the waiting eyes of the crowd. It was hard to see with
all the glittering smoke, but her silhouette betrayed her growth in size and
ferocity. She had a woman’s divine body, sexy shape, and luscious breasts, but
her mask was a mask no more. Canine head and big fluffy tail were now as much a
part of her as the silver fur that covered her from foot to ear. Sexy and
predatory, savage and beautiful, she bared her teeth and showed ferocity. Even
if she was neither human nor beast, her feral charms caught the attention of a
mystified audience.
It was the she-wolf that made the first
move. She leapt at the snarling orange and black hulk, and they scratched, bit
and roared. He may have been bigger and stronger, but she was much faster. His
throat was caught in her vice of a maw. She had him pinned underneath her at
the bottom of the bottle. The Tiger’s lips snarled in angry protest to his
defeat. His cock, however, was more than eager to slide inside her canine body.
She did all the work, her transformation made her more than eager to breed as
she ground her hips vigorously up and down the Tiger’s cock. The slick warm goo
from his brutal assault on the Swan bubbled around the Wolf’s groaning slit.
The scene caused a new excitement in the
crowd. Sexual tensions began to burst, and men and woman alike began shedding
clothes to embrace their primal side. The White Rabbit who chased her Vix now
pounced upon her mate. She licked his bare chest and moved her way seductively
and slowly to nibble at this neck and ears. The Merveilleuses Mink had once again found her Abbot. He was sweating
heavily and had loosened his attire quite liberally for her to undo the rest.
Even the Swan, in her exhausted heap rubbed her sore and aching sex that still generously
oozed from the ravage breeding.
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