She flicked her wrist and the tidy done-up hair of her work hours fell into a loose tangle of auburn tresses below those rabbit ears. If Hester had wanted to play the panda more expertly, she couldn’t have. They’d already swapped a litany of kinks over cocktails last weekend, marking the second or third time they’d seen one another, not counting their casual introduction at a symposium. Since then, Dax had found himself less and less capable of handling the basics of research on his own. That called for several refresher visits to the research assistance desk helmed by that bunny-girl library science student.

Hester called him on it about the fifth time he forgot which links went to the e-journals. Suddenly, the panda had found himself on a pizza date, at a concert (with reception) and the latest, tonight, in front of a dorm fireplace with two mugs of mulled wine and enough making out to re-qualify them both as horny coeds. When the embers dimmed and the mugs were empty, they strolled back to her dorm as the first of a snow flurry began to dust the ground.

The rabbit-girl un-buttoned her blouse as her hair brushed her shoulders, working her way down to expose the black satin bra she knew would get a rise out of him. In this light, Hester’s peach fur was almost pink as she smiled and called him closer. Light on banter and long on showing off was good foreplay technique as her heels left her feet and she moved the panda’s hand to the rear of her skirt, close to the zipper. His fingers stopped at the soft fluff of tail the bunny-girl had come to expect would be a detour.

“Back to work, bear,” she whispered while helping him open the pencil skirt and allow it to slip towards the floor. Dax could tell she was toying with him, happy to prolong that playful getting to know each other’s body as another zipper unzipped and he found those graceful fingers reaching into his boxers. The panda’s bulge warm and hard as she pressed up close to Dax. The panties grinding against him were made of the same smooth satin as the rabbit’s matching bra.

Dax groaned as Hester’s breasts bounced lightly with her slow, deliberate humping against him. Her voice teasing again as she snatched the glasses off his muzzle. “Want them back, panda boy? Come do me a little favor…”

She sauntered back towards the bedroom, leaving the scrap of satin along the path as he followed. When she promised something special for their first time together, he hadn’t imagined how good the bunny-girl would be at getting him riled. Entering, he saw her poised on the edge of the bed in only that blouse and bra, rubbing at her chest. Hester pointed down to the carpet and he obliged on his knees, already finding her wet. The rabbit-girl’s thighs were hot, her whole body feeling like it radiated warmth and heat as his muzzle and mouth pressed between her legs. There was a tang to Hester as the panda lapped almost timidly at first, hesitating. The librarian bunny pushed for more, playing at her own slit as she yanked on Dax’s hair to force his tongue deeper in.

“Yes…ohhh yes, more…”

Her honey tasted different as the panda started to lap harder at Hester’s insistence. He brushed it aside as one of those quirks different girls had, finding it odd when instead of drops, her wetness felt like it was pooling together and a consistency like gel…

Dax looked up to see her face contorted in ecstasy, hips rocking as he kept his face where it was with those clenched thighs. While she gasped again and again, looking almost mindless with that buck-toothed smile, the bear felt something press against his tongue. It kissed him back.

He reared back in surprise, falling onto his ass as Hester kept fingering herself. Rubbing at her slick and wet sex as something unearthly blue pushed out of her. The appendage parted her slit, let out by the well-lubricated path Dax had provided. Its thickness was more apparent as it grew out, escaping Hester’s pussy and waving languidly. A transparent blue tentacle was part of his cute librarian crush.

“Dax…you’re not…done. We’re not done…” she rasped in husky tones. Shock had kept the panda there, watching Hester’s reaction to that clumsy, licking foreplay. He hadn’t even gotten to the breasts, and that felt less urgent as he watched her hips jump again. Two more blunted, blue tips pushed out from her sensitive folds, sliding into the air to wave freely alongside the first tentacle. Her date looked from one to the other to the other, frozen. The rabbit-girl smiled, her hand kneading her left breast as Dax noticed her eyes had changed to a dazzling blue shade. His arm twitched as he leaned on it, tensing to run.

Before he’d left the floor, she lashed out with those extra limbs. A blue length coiled around his wrist, pulling him to the floor. The panda tried to pry it away, but the tentacle’s grip was too strong and he couldn’t get purchase with that slick gel soaking his wrist. In a moment, it didn’t matter as the other tentacle snared that hand, too. To Dax, it looked like he was being undone by gummy candy. Those blueberry limbs dragged him closer, back where he’d fled. Hester reached out to play with his hair. She smoothed it back as the panda struggled fruitlessly against the tentacles wrapped around his wrists.

“Open.” He shook his head, regretting the satin panties now that he knew what lurked behind them.

Hester took it in stride, letting her playful blue appendage wave in front of his face for a moment. He started to say something before she forced the tentacle into his mouth. The glik gluk noise accompanied by a betrayed look in his eyes the rabbit-girl winced at.

His muzzle was stuffed full before he’d had a chance to blink, much less say his piece. Almost immediately, the look behind his eyes softened as he found the tang from before mellowing into something sweet as the tentacle gave a gush. Berry hadn’t been a bad guess.

The tongue he was using to try and dam the blue flow relaxed. The panda stopped trying to staunch the tentacle’s fluids, letting them pool in his mouth instead. Every so often, he gulped and made room for more. The muscles in his throat relaxed more easily now.

“Panda. Suck.”

She didn’t need those brilliant blue eyes, but he listened to her anyway. Tongue and lips cooperated now, and Hester felt a flutter between her legs when the panda used his mouth just so. No more gulping, just a steady stream of blue, sticky fluids that made his cock bob with every shudder of his body. Dax’s hands stroked at his member as the tentacle finished emptying itself for now. A trickle escaped the corner of his muzzle and Hester reached out to wipe it away, only to make the problem worse as the still-wet appendage left his fur matted. The panda’s eyes were a pretty cobalt shade as he pumped his own length endlessly, blue slickness all over his fingers...


Will prided himself on never having had a relationship go sour. The stag was good at knowing when things were reaching their limit and being sensitive to the other person’s needs and honest about his own, which meant a string of exes he remained on good terms with. Right now, his only concern was making it over to the graduate housing without getting too lost. Hester had invited him over to meet her new bear beau, insisting that she had to get the deer’s opinion before things graduated from the strictly casual.

Nothing about that seemed especially odd to Will. He and the rabbit-girl had their fun, then she decided coursework and classes needed to take priority. The stag understood, but still wished things had gone differently. Maybe in this case, keeping on good terms was his way of keeping a door open. Whatever the motivation, he was on her door-step now as Hester answered and welcomed the tall deer in with a hug.

“Thanks for coming over!” the bunny-girl said as she beamed. Hester leaned in a little closer. “I hope you like him,” she whispered conspiratorially.

“I’m sure he’s great,” replied the deer. Hester was still wrapped around him, resting her face against his chest as she kept him there. The buck was a little confused, wondering when he’d get to meet the panda. Then he felt those hands descend on his shoulders, working slowly at the neck. Will’s voice wavered as he found his body trapped between Dax and his ex.

“Ah…what’s going on?” The panda’s arousal pressing against his rear quickly made the mystery fall away. Those fingers work started working to soothe Will’s worries away, massaging as Dax ground against the deer’s behind. It was working, and he could feel his member stiffen against Hester, who still clung to him.


The rabbit-girl had a twinkle in those blue eyes as she tilted the buck’s face down. “Don’t be shy, Will. I told him all about a cute stag I used to date, especially how he swings both ways. We both wanted to do someone special for the weekend…” Hester grinned.

It pressed against him, feeling thick and throbbing so the deer understood just what the panda would get out of this threesome. Will gulped, not having expected this kind of overture when he was welcomed in. The offer was more than he could resist. Getting to service Hester and find those perky bunny-girl breasts against his face again, while also getting fucked, couldn’t really have a downside.

The stag nodded, those antlers bowing as Hester let go of him. Will deferred to her, trying to calm the nerves he still had about the whole thing. The massaging at his neck ended as well as the rabbit-girl moved behind him, her lithe fingers reaching for the bucktail above his briefs. Toying with it the way she used to when she wanted to work Will into a lather. At the same time, Dax had circled in front of him and dispelled any concerns about simply doing this for his girl-friend. The panda’s eyes were a stunning blue color as his muzzle pressed tight against Will’s and left him moaning through a deep kiss. The stag’s heart pounded as he wondered if inviting him up and using him was fulfilling some shared fantasy the couple had planned out…

The long basketball shorts he’d worn over were yanked down unceremoniously, leaving him leaning against the bear in those striped, tight briefs. Hester entertained herself kneading at his rear, her fingers digging into the buck’s firm behind. The rabbit-girl knew what was sensitive enough to get him horny, and it was working.

Dax pulled back from that kiss, leaving Will almost gasping as he watched the panda zip down his pants and show off the bulge in those boxers. “Hester was right, you’re definitely her hottest ex,” he said as he led the buck by the antlers. Lower and then down on his knees while the panda fondled himself under the fabric. The scent of lust and that faint musk so close to another male’s crotch made Will want to stroke a little himself, but first things first.

He slid the boxers down the panda’s thighs, expecting that thick member to bob free from the cloth confines. It waved, instead. Bunched up and already slick with fluids, there were 2 blue tentacles that appeared almost slender and one that seemed to serve as the hefty cock Will had been expecting.

“What the fuck?! Hester!”

The buck felt warm wetness accompany more appendages that wrapped around his thighs and spread his legs apart a little further as he found himself bent double now on his hands and knees. His underwear ripped as he felt the rabbit-girl’s hips slam into his rear. With a thrust, she shoved herself into him as she laughed.

“God, I’ve been wanting to fuck you like this forever.” Will looked over his shoulder to see her concentrating on every hip thrust. Hester held him firmly, making his body jolt with every movement. The bunny-girl’s tentacle deep between the cheeks she’d liked to swat when they were together before telling him to get her a sandwich.

He couldn’t take this, feeling her unleash that pent-up lust aided by that blue…thing loosed by her pussy to fuck the deer so hard he couldn’t think. Each time he tried to consider anything but the strange threesome unfolding with him in the middle, another one of her thrusts shattered the thought. Will found his attention turned back to the bear smiling down on him as Dax grabbed his antlers. Hester had told him enough to make sure he rubbed near the base of them, where the effect was similar to playing with the rabbit-girl’s ears.

The stag opened his mouth for a moment to moan out his pleasure, caught staring at the way that blue, translucent appendage waved in front of him. The panda’s new member dripped that slick, azure-tinted substance that was letting Hester penetrate him so easily from behind. It seemed like such a good idea to let his mouth hang open as that tentacle filled his mouth. Will felt it stuff his muzzle until it almost touched the back of his throat. The deer moaned again around it, trying to ignore the way his briefs tented as he was used.

Dax let him adjust to the rhythm as that blue length slid in and out of the deer’s muzzle. It was a steady, hypnotic face-fucking pace. First, it would shove in past his mouth to touch his tongue. Then, more slowly to slide against his tongue and gush a small amount. The slick stream of sweet fluid made each repetition easier as the tentacle drew back out of his mouth. Then it came back again, and again, and again, and again…

Hester felt every shudder of her captive deer boy’s body when her hips rocked him. Will’s toned body shook and he’d probably slump forward to the floor with his rear in the air when she was finished. The rabbit-girl looked over his back to the panda with the calm blue eyes and a content expression on his face as Will’s throat accommodated another inch of tentacle. The scraps of the deer’s underwear were already damp with blue stickiness, more than one bulge pulsing behind the ruined striped pattern.

It didn’t matter how long this would take. At some point, she’d know to withdraw from his rear and let the exhausted stag sink to the floor. Those thinner blue stalks would release his antlers as the panda slid out of his mouth. The deer could rest a little while on their sofa, then get dressed and leave. Where his instincts took him after that didn’t matter to Hester. They were going out for a pub quiz tonight and meeting the skunkette Dax used to date.