Crossing Animals
A Naughty Tale of Duckyberg
By Bahlam

Chapter Two - Island Life

Shanee floated in the surf, her golden fishing float bobbing in the tropical water.
Rosie emerged from the water dragging a huge napoleonfish. The floating duck admired her backside in the tight green and black wetsuit the cat was wearing.
“Nice catch, kitty,” the duck said, “When are you going to bring in a really big one?”
Rosie stuck out her tongue.
A villager with shifty eyes browsed the little stand the two had set up on the beach. An orange wetsuit was hanging there for sale along with half a dozen large fish on ice in a leaky basket.
“That football fish doesn’t look fresh.” he said, “I don’t think it’s worth more than a thousand bells.”
“Twelve-hundred is the price,” Rosie said, as she dragged the huge blue fish to the stand, “We don’t haggle on the island.”
The villager shrugged and walked away.
“Some humans,” the cat said.
Then she spied someone familiar through the trees. She hopped over a yellow hibiscus and ducked behind a stand of red. Julian was sitting under a coconut palm on the other side of the tiny island. Next to him was a villager, a girl with long blonde hair wearing a Cat Cap and Cat Tank Dress. Rosie thought it was creepy for humans to dress up like cats and the outfit was way too hot for the island anyway.
The two were sitting very close together.
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Julian sat in the shade of the coconut palm and sighed. His shirt was covered with cum and so was the sand around him.
Then he heard a sound like a tiny whinny behind him.
He turned to look and Rosie was leaning against the other side of the tree playing a video on her phone. The tiny tinny speaker played the words… “I thought his cock…”
A tiny dark cloud appeared over Julian’s head.
“Oh hey, sparkle pony,” Rosie said, “I didn’t see you there. I’m just watching some videos here on the beach…”
“Err, umm,” Julian sputtered, “You wouldn’t…”
“Wouldn’t what, cutie?” she asked.
“Aah, that’s kind of,” he said,” I’d rather if you kept that video… private?”
“Really?” she asked, tilting her head and trying to look innocent with big kitty eyes.
“Uhh…”
Rosie giggled.
“You know,” she said, “I think you’ve got yourself a nice King in your house, right? One owner and hardly used probably.”
“You want?” he asked, “Oh yeah, sure, that’s a bargain really.”
“Good,” the naughty kitty said.
She showed him the screen of her phone  and pushed a button. A little window popped up that said “Deleting…” followed by a dinging sound.
“And,” she said, coming closer, “I used to live in another town called Hyrule and the mayor there, Mayor Zelda, really likes ponies. I mean really likes ponies. Maybe I’ll ask her to visit our town. I think she might like you. She’s pretty too.”
Julian blushed.
“That would be very nice of you,” he said.
Rosie scrolled through thumbnails on her phone for a minute until she found the one she was looking for. She showed the screen to Julian.
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“There’s just one thing,” Rosie said, “It would be very nice of you, as part of this little arrangement, if you’d let me hide in your Regal Armoire and watch, okay? She’s okay with it and I hope you would be too?”
“Umm, err,” he said, “I guess that would be okay.”
“Goood!” Rosie said, and pranced off into the bushes.
The naughty kitty sat on a tree stump and giggled.
“That app always fools them,” she said to herself.
She tapped the on-screen keyboard on her phone and texted.
“Hey, Z,” she texted, “U wanna fuk dis fool? Kute n lik humin grls.”
The ‘Sending…’ icon spun as the video uploaded.
Rosie happily skipped toward the other side of the island. When she got there Shanee was lounging in the shade of their little stand drinking coconut water. A hammerhead shark was hanging from a pole beside it.
“Wow!” Rosie exclaimed, “Where’d you get that monster?”
“Just fishing,” she said, “I sold your napoleonfish too. Did you catch anything else?”
“I sure did,” she said, “I caught a big dumb pony.”
She showed Shanee the video of Julian on her phone.
“He thinks I deleted it,” she said, “but I sent it to Zelda. Maybe she’ll give him a pity fuck if she comes to town.”
“Ha!” Shanee said, “His cock looks pretty nice to me and he’s so girly. I’d tap his ass and maybe beak him while doing it. I like the taste of pony cum. It’s so thick and creamy. Did you secure a donation to our town’s new construction project?”
“Thhhhpt!” she raspberried, “What is it with your pyramid scheme? We have three in town already. We don’t need another.”
Shanee said, “You can never have too many monuments to Duckyberg’s greatness.”
“He’s going to give me his King, though,” Rosie said.
“Yes!” Shanee shouted, “Now all I’ll need is a Queen and Rook to complete the collection. Then my Chess Set will be complete.”
“Then what?” Rosie asked.
“Then,” Shanee said, “I’ll have a chess set. And I’ll show my appreciation for that King right now, my little kitten.”
Rosie’s phone rang, playing music with ‘Meow meow meow!’ in the background.
“Hey R,” the text said, “LOL! Cok 2 smol! Boi 2 cute 2b str8!”
Rosie giggled.
“That Zelda,” she said, “She’ll do him though. 
Shanee struggled with Rosie’s wetsuit, trying to peel it off.
“How did you get into it in the first place?” she asked.
“By wiggling and with a lot of lubrication,” Rosie responded.
“I like your lubricated wiggling,” Shanee said.
Rosie padded over into the bushes, her suit halfway down. She stood and wiggled her hips and unpeeled herself. Her shapely thighs jiggled as her tail popped loose.
Shanee pounced on the blue cat’s rear and started licking. She parted Rosie’s blue cheeks and lapped her tailhole with her long pointed tongue while the wetsuit was still around her legs. Kitty juice dripped from her pussy.
“Hey,” Rosie said, “you’re going a little fast.”
“With how wet you are,” Shanee said, “I think you’ve been going fast with your paw.”
The two fell over in the sand behind the hibiscus bushes. Rosie peeled the suit off her legs and spread them.
“Now serve me, ducky,” she said, “Earn your king.”
Shanee dove into her pussy puddle. She munched the cat’s blue furry bush and curled her tongue up inside her wet pussy, licking her urethra. Rosie grabbed her head and moaned.
The duck’s curly cock began to come out into the light. She grabbed it with her wing and stroked it until it dribbled.
Shanee rammed her tonguetip upward until it started to part Rosie’s urethra. The cat started purring. She drove it in deeper until she started to taste pee.
“Unf” Rosie said, “That’s the stuff.”
Rosie’s urethra spasmed around the duck’s tongue as the cat let loose a little squirt. The sweet liquid joined the thick taste of pee on Shanee’s tongue.
“You made me cum so fast,” Rosie said, “Now do it again my ducky servant.”
Shanee withdrew her tongue, which let loose a dribble of cat pee. She lapped it up.
“Lets go deeper,” the naughty duck said.
She straddled Rosie’s prone body and drove the head of her curly duck member into the cat’s pussy until her feathery duck bum bounced against the cat’s bottom.
The cock wriggled inside, tickling rosie’s cervix.
Shanee panted as she humped Rosie. The cat responded by grabbing the duck’s bottom and fingering her cloaca while she did. She kissed the underside of the duck’s beak.
Rosie felt a wonderful warmth spread from her crotch up her whole body. Her nipples tingled, starting with the lower ones on her belly and then the puffy pink ones on her chest.
“Oh, Shan,” she whispered.
The duck drove herself home, her curly tip just penetrating the cat’s tight cervix.
She kissed Rosie’s nose as her cum flowed. It didn’t spurt but flowed gently, filling both sides of the cat’s uterus. Then the overflow dribbled out and down over her rear and running past her tail and into the sand.
Shanee lay on top of her, panting. Her pink duck tongue flickered in the sunlight.
“Waaaaaaaaaaak!”
“That was good, my little ducky,” Rosie whispered.
The two held each other as Shanee’s curl withdrew. Then Rosie started rolling on her back in the sand and purring with cum leaking out of her pussy.
“Aah, Rosie,” Shanee said, but she glanced to the side… 
“Hey now!” the duck shouted and waddled through the underbrush with her curly penis still dangling and dripping.
Shanee grabbed an interloper, a green dragon with no pants and both hands on… his two dicks. The duck squatted on top of him before he could flee.
“Aaaaah!” he shouted, “I didn’t mean to…”
“But you did,” Shanee said.
Shanee grabbed one of his hemipenes and stroked it.
“Still nice and hard,” she said.
Rosie caught up to the two of them, walking up on all fours with her tail high.
“Ooh,” she said, “It’s got a hemi!”
“I caught a sick perverted animal watching us,” Shanee said.
“Ha!” Rosie said, “Being sick and perverted and watching is my job!”
Rosie grabbed his other hemipenis in her paw.
“What should we do with this sicko dragon Rosie?” Shanee asked.
“I say we give him a good licking!”
“I second that!”
Shanee knelt and took the dragon’s left hemipenis in her beak.
Then Rosie started licking his right hemipenis.
“You girls, well girl” the dragon said, “are awfully forward.”
“We’ve had practice,” Shanee said, “And you get to be our next victim.”
Shanee nibbled the head while licking his urethra.
Rosie stroked his other shaft while licking the head with her rough tongue.
“Ooooh,” he said, “I’ve never… you’re going to make me.”
Double jets of thin dragon cum shot from both his heads. Shanee let it shoot into her open beak while Rosie sucked hard on his other head. The dragon collapsed onto his back.
“That was pretty good,” Shanee said, “What do you think kitty?”
“Not bad,” she said, “Tastes better than gator cum.”
The two nodded.
“What’s your name anyway,” Rosie asked.
The dragon gurgled.
Shanee licked his nose.
“Err, I’m Drago,” he said.
“It’s nice to meet you, Drago,” Shanee said, “I’m mayor Shanee of Duckyberg and this adorable little kitten is Rosie. She isn’t as weird and perverted as I am but she’s learning.”
Rosie said, “I was weird and perverted before I ever met you. You just encourage me.”
“But I’m a great teacher, yes?”
“I think you’ve got a certificate in weirdness and perversion and degeneracy too.”
“So, my fine dragon,” Shanee said, “Would you like to join us in our debauchery? We come from Duckyberg and you’re welcome to visit any time so long as you’re ready for some weird, strange, sick and twisted stuff.”
The dragon sat up.
“I like stuff,” he said, “But I mostly like guys, especially birds with…”
“Oh, with what?” Shanee asked.
“Err, well,” he responded, “My first boyfriend was Apollo, an eagle with a nice tight cloaca. I really like that sort of thing better than this mammal stuff. No insult to you… Rosie?”
“I think this could work to mutual benefit,” Shanee said, “There’s a lonely eagle in our town who I think would be thrilled to meet a big manly dragon such as yourself.”
“So what’s wrong with mammals?” Rosie asked, cupping her nearly flat chest bumps in her paws.
“Oh, err, nothing,” Drago sputtered, “It’s just that cloacae are… they’re nice and, and mammals are so confusing and, well, I’m not really into lovely ladies such as yourself.”
“But you still watched and fapped pretty good watching,” Shanee said, “That makes you an inveterate pervert as far as I’m concerned. So welcome to the club.”
“Aah well,” Rosie said, “I guess every animal can’t be as into me as I am into myself.”

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Drago sat in the back of the boat with Shanee and Rosie on either side as it made its way toward shore, their arms and wings around him.
“You make your town sound amazing,” he said, “Do you really have three pyramids?”
“We do,” Shanee said, “And we’ll have another soon.”
Rosie rolled her eyes.
“I’m not promising I’ll come live in your town,” Drago said, “But after this visit I’ll definitely consider it.”
“You can come camping at least,” Shanee said, “and if you like the town I’ll prevail upon Nook Homes to give you a special deal.”
Julian sat in the front of the boat looking uncomfortable.