Hidden Potential

[[                 A furry, fetish short story that includes but is not limited to: Hermaphroditic "Transformation", Pregnancy, Loving Partners, and Birth
Penned by 2020  KeenYeen @ Patreon, KenFerret @ Furaffinity
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None of this is canon according to Decausus or Sarah's stories, and should be considered more as a thought experiment and purely is 100%     fetish fuel. Enjoy~!                                                                                                     ]]

CHAPTER 3: Stalling Out…!

The bunny woman who stood beneath Decausus’ gaze stood, hands on her hips, up at him with disdain. Frowning intensely, her little nose wiggling between her eyes as a small trail of children stood behind her, staring up curiously at him. 

“Can… can I help you?” he asked, unsure what one was even supposed to say to a stranger who had interrupted him in the restroom. 

“What exactly is a young man like yourself doing in a restroom, all alone, that was meant for an entire family?” she asked, “You do realize that you don’t belong, right?” she asked, her small voice filled with anger and annoyance. 

Decausus did not know what to do about this. His heart had jumped into his throat and now all he could hear was its nervous beating in his ears. Blushing furiously, unsure what to even say, he attempted to speak, but was only to be interrupted by the woman before he could get more than half a word out. 

“Worse yet, you are a male, taking up this entire room. Can you please leave so that my family can come in. You know? So that someone who NEEDS this room can actually use it!?”

Anxiety poured into Deca’s mind, and he shrunk away. This was all too much. What was he going to do? He could leave. He SHOULD leave, but who KNEW how long it would be for an entire family of rabbits to do their ‘thing’ in here, and he still really had to PEE.

“Actually, miss…” a familiar voice called out as it approached, “... he’s pregnant, and with me. We’re having… some difficulties.” said Sarah as she appeared, the smaller rabbits jumping out of the way to hide behind their mother, “You’ll have to forgive us. We only just found out, and we’re not sure what to do about certain things. Will you be long?” she asked. 

If this wasn’t emasculating, Deca didn’t know what was. Not only had his wife literally come to his rescue, but she had told someone that he was pregnant, which… as much as he feared the possibility, he couldn’t be certain if it was true, and certainly hoped it was not! This was almost more than he could take, and he wasn’t sure he was going to be able to handle much more.

The bunny woman glowered at Sarah, as if perhaps what she had said might be rescinded by the woman’s wrath alone. The two stared at each other for a few seconds before the woman shook her head and gathered up her children. “Come, children. Let us leave these two FREAKS alone.” The innocent children stared back at the strange couple, unsure what their mother was speaking of, not yet knowing what exactly had just transpired. “We will simply have to use a different restroom.” she declared, even as some of the children protested at the notion. 

Sarah quickly slipped behind the door, shut it, and looked him up and down. 

“You okay?” she asked, frowning, quickly approaching to cup his jaw. “... You look pale…”

Decausus closed his eyes, “... This is insane.” he commented quietly, “... I really look pregnant. I FEEL pregnant.” he pulled away, and shook his head, “I even HALLUCINATED that I was pregnant! What am I even going to DO if I AM pregnant? Am I even a MAN anymore?”

Sarah grasped him and pulled him by the arm and wrist. 

“Look at me.” she demanded. He tore away and she grabbed him by the jaw again, with both hands this time and forced him to look at her, “LOOK…” she barked, then lowered her voice to a whisper, “... at me…” 

Decausus’s eyes wavered, but he eventually forced his gaze to meet Sarah’s own. Staring into them, he was taken aback by their seriousness. As if on cue, however, the white feline’s green eyes softened, and her expression with it. There, in the bathroom together, they stood for a moment until her grip on his jaw slackened as well, and she smiled, her voice gentle and reassuring. 

“I didn’t marry you just because you were male. Are male. Whatever.” she shook her head, “I married you because you’re you. You make me laugh and you’re interesting. Even now. Maybe especially now.” she said, giggling just a little as she pushed her stomach, flat and trim, against his own which was still slightly domed from their previous escapades, “You could grow boobs and a belly and everything else, and I’d still adore you. You should know that.”

Decausus smiled back just a little, his place in her life reaffirmed as solid, “Even though I’m… well, I feel extremely vulnerable right now?”

Sarah nodded, “Even now. I mean… if it wasn’t you… it’d be me right?” she asked.

Those words echoed hard in his head, bouncing around in his skull to punch down into his heartstrings for a moment. 

“... It’d be you…” he mumbled, realizing that what she said was entirely true. 

Sarah grinned, “It might still be me.” she offered, “... but right now, you and I need to do something before you really DO pop. In a way.” 

Kneeling, Sarah brought herself down below his gaze and tilted her head. She could see he still had a hard on. 

“What…?” Decausus began, but Sarah shook her head and hushed him immediately with a stern glare and then took him by the hand. “Let’s get you fixed up.”

A few moments later, Deca found his Mongoosian ass pushed directly into one of the larger stalls and pinned by his wife against the wall. She looked around. He looked around. They both sighed and were thankful that the bathroom was actually legitimately clean. Then their eyes met, and they knew that it might not be for long! Sarah knelt again, with Deca’s back against the cold wall of the stall. 

“You know, this is actually kind of hot.” she said, blushing gently as she worked against the button of his pants. 

“Me looking pregnant?” Decausus asked watching her work as his hands moved down to push softly at the hem of his jeans.

Sarah stopped and thought about that for a moment, her eyes unfocused. Then she grinned and went back to fingering the button of her husband’s pants, “You know I’ll have to get back to you on that one, but no… doing it here. In the bathroom. Who knows if that bunny woman will come back with a manager…”

Decausus’s eyes went wide, “You don’t think she would do you?” he whispered, “We’d get caught!”

Sarah’s grin only widened more, and Decausus could have sworn that he saw a flash of mischief, more than usual in her eyes; His suspicions were confirmed as soon as she spoke again. 

“Exactly…”

Decausus gulped, and his pants suddenly slackened as Sarah’s fingers finally managed to get loose the button, which had been pressed down on harshly the entire time by the Mongoosian’s soft, tan bellyfur. Immediately, he felt a sense of relief as his stomach had more room to just… ‘be.’ Pushing forwards into the space now afforded, it only sunk more as Sarah watched his expression carefully, taking in his sighs and the way his facial expression relaxed. As much as she wanted to, Sarah had to hold back, and instead get right to work. 

“Right, no time for foreplay…” she muttered, her fingers digging his shaft and balls out of his pants, only for him to force his pants and underwear down for her to let it all hang freely. His shaft was hard as a rock, and practically pulsing with heat and need. Even his scent was pungent with it, such that she could tell it probably hurt, the tip a dark purple and the shaft an angry red, covered in swollen blue and green pipelines of blood where the arteries traced. Holding it up to observe it, she snorted with resignation, “Not that you need it…” and adjusted herself so that she could press her lips to his tip, and let that distended, rock-hard shaft slip between her lips, coating it with saliva as she pushed forwards. Decausus gasped as that oversensitive shaft was enveloped by Sarah’s soft lips, her tongue sliding along the bottom of it, only for her to grab his ass firmly, pull herself fowards even more, and practically swallow his dick while he moaned with pleasure-tension. 

Sarah smiled around Decausus’s shaft, knowing full well that she had him right where she wanted him. He always had such a firm ass. It was something she loved about his body. Just… such a powerful butt. Decausus didn’t really like having it squeezed randomly… but she was pretty sure that he got a kick out of it when they made love… or were about to. Seeing his reaction right then as well… Well, the curious feline’s nostrils flared as she blushed and squeezed a little harder, digging her nails into his skin just a bit… and felt a satisfying jump in her maw. 

“Oh yeah…” thought Sarah, “You like this more than you let on.” She began to suckle on his cock like a straw after that, eliciting gentle purring that she knew he also liked…

… purrs which resonated up his shaft and into his belly, roiling around and vibrating that mass of… whatever it was inside of him. Decausus bucked his hips, pushing them forwards and holding as his hands scrabbled across the back wall of the stall, his soft moans and pants echoing in the spacious family bathroom. Claws catching against the wall, which sent a small shoot of pain up his fingers, his desires came out in a different way, as his whole body started to heat up inside from the arousal, blurring his vision and making him pant! As his toes curled in his shoes, Sarah only purred louder, deeper, and he could swear he could FEEL her smile as her tongue rubbed along the bottom of his dick, hitting that wonderful spot with her softly barbed tongue, which caught his skin a little and dragged it in just the right ways~!

“Oh gods, myparentswarnedmeaboutmarryingacaaaaaaat…” he managed to groan as his back arched away from the wall and his hands released from the mortar between the bricks to roam across his swollen middle. Sarah watched with interest. She always watched. Decausus was never aggressive with her when his shaft was in her maw, something that she appreciated… so where were those hands gonna go, she wondered. As they reached up, the landed just beneath his collarbone, and began to slide down the swell of his belly, his breath catching in his chest as they roamed and grasped at the swell. 

Sarah was happy. He seemed more okay with his own state when she was pleasuring him… no doubt he’d INSIST on making up for it later, but for now… she could feel his body was at the edge of an orgasm, the sheer strength of his pulsing now being enough to make her gag a little. Grasping his ass once more, pulling on his cheeks, Sarah pulled herself into his crotch once more, and then withdrew, only to SMASH her face against that softened underbelly again, shaking EVERYTHING inside him in a way that made him almost scream with pleasure. She reached up and pressed a finger to his lips, then did it again, which left him panting through his teeth. Over and over, Sarah deepthroated her husband’s modest shaft, forcing him deep as it could go, then out a little again until she felt his cock bulge, the urethra swelling up with seed… 

Sarah pulled him into her face and SUCKED. Hard, as if she were trying to pull a milkshake through Decausus’s shaft. The effect was exactly what she intended. 

Above her, barely able to stand as his toes curled inside his shoes, Decausus’s hands slammed against the wall again, scratching, clawing for anything to cling to. They would find nothing. In pleasured frustration, the Mongoose’s voice rang out with a gasping moan, pleasure rumbling through his entire belly, his shaft, and up his spine. Mind completely clouded with pleasure, all he could do was moan and tense his belly, which made the orgasmic explosion all that much better, when coupled with the terrible aching pressure in his bladder. The intense pleasure was then coupled with a wondrous sensation of relief. Not from his bladder, but from his cock, finally able to release the pressure of all that blood pent up in his, Sarah could swear, thickened shaft. 

The feline separated herself from him, and licked her lips. He hadn’t cum a lot, which wasn’t surprising considering less than an hour ago he had dumped all he had into her, but she could tell that the orgasm was mind-blowing. In fact, the whole ordeal had made her utterly aroused, and she could feel slickness forming between her thighs, but she had to ignore it for the time being. Especially since she’d had to catch her mate and guide him down to settle on the toilet seat. Seeing him like he was then was… interesting. Hot, actually. That he could express this much pleasure…

…. It gratified her efforts. 

Smiling, and excited, Sarah left him alone for a moment, shut the door behind her, and waited outside the stall, in the main area of the family restroom. 

“You owe me~” she cooed softly as Decausus finally was able to relieve the other, more concerning pressure. 

The only response she got was a gentle groan of release, but she knew he was probably already trying to think of something to do in order to ‘pay her back’ for all her help.