Author’s note: this is a fan work from the game series Arknight, and as such is likely subject to out-of-character interpretations, plot inconsistencies, or various other discrepancies in the lore of the series proper.
“ALRIGHT NEW RECRUITS! WE’LL BE FINISHING UP IN TEN MINUTES! GET YOUR ASSES IN GEAR BEFORE I KICKSTART THEM FOR YOU!”
“(Ugh, I don’t mind the yelling, but does he really need to spit?)” A young man named Ansel thought to himself.
Ansel is currently an amateur practicing medic for his base; he was wearing gloves on his hands, a green and black jacket, black shorts, black boots, a brown collared shirt, and a red tie.
“Hahaha! The old Doctor getting to you again, Ansel?”
“Aww, don’t make fun of me, Blaze…you already know how rough he is on the daily…”
Ansel’s fluffy light grey hair and lanky physique were hardly befitting of combat, so his only real weapons were his clipboard in one hand and syringe in the other. Aside from that, he had a medicine satchel wrapped around his body. Needless to say, he wouldn’t be doing much physical damage to any assailants.
But that's where Blaze came in.
“What’s the matter, Ansel? Maybe if you were more capable than me, he wouldn’t bat an eye at your antics.”
Blaze was a regular girl with midnight blue hair, minus a cat tail of the same color poking out from her behind. She was primarily wearing a white blazer, sneakers, some thigh highs, her own satchel, and plenty of belts wrapped around her legs.
“You have no idea how much I’ve been able to get away with due to how toned I am.” The girl said, praising herself. With her signature chainsaw in one hand, and said chainsaw’s container in the other, Blaze’s perfect body allowed her to carry both of the heavy objects around with ease.
“Well good for you then, Blaze. Wish I could be nearly as dependable…”
“Trust me Ansel, you don’t want all the responsibility I have outside of base work…”
Blaze was also a medic like Ansel, and he really admired her in all sorts of ways.
“(Curse her, and all the curves that come attached with her immaculate body!)”
However, Ansel wanted to know how it feels to be perfectly shaped, as he also admired Blaze in...less than wholesome ways as well.
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“SHIELDERS! FORTIFY THE BASE SO THAT WE CAN REST EASY TONIGHT, OR ELSE THERE WON’T BE ANY DINNER FOR YOU LOT!!”
“(Geeze…just because our bodies are tense and filled with muscle doesn’t mean our brains are too.)” Another young man named Bison groaned inwardly.
Unlike the outfitted medics, he primarily had only a huge round metallic shield and a backpack filled with miscellaneous junk. Bison’s standard attire consisted of a white jacket with an orange finish inside the hoodie, some sweatpants, and a pair of black sneakers.
The Doctor was also making his rounds on the outskirts of the garrison, dusk setting in on the eventful day. Bison’s tussled brown hair and black short horns were close to getting singed by the embers of the fire pit as he was helping to barricade the fort.
“Hey there Bison! Need some assistance?”
“Oh! Horn!”
Entering the fray was another human-faced cat girl, this one with long blonde hair and a forest green hairband.
“Let me just put my stuff down first.”
Unlike Bison, she was carrying what looked to be far above the weight limit for someone of her size; two large rectangular riot shields, a long sword in its sheath, and more ammunition than you could throw a grenade at. Speaking of, her turncoat looked akin to one for lack of a better aesthetic, and she was also wearing long, striped thigh highs, regular boots, a gray tank top, and a little necklace with some jewelry on her neck.
“Woah, no matter how many times I see it with my own eyes, I’m still always impressed with how much your gains can get you.”
“Bah! It’s nothing. That’s just what our class is meant to do.” Horn then picked up some metal plates and started welding them to the fort’s walls.
“Tell me Horn, how do I get to be as strong as you are? Your species isn’t even really meant to do my sort of job!”
“Woah there, cool it with the anti-cat people remarks.”
“Ah crap! I didn’t mean it like-”
“Hehehe! Just joking! I knew what you were trying to say. The trick is to always eat one beast, two bananas, three stalks of celery, four protein shakes, and do five sets of twenty pushups a day.” Horn advised.
“(Somehow I get the feeling only you could eat that much and not get fat…)” Bison remarked with his lips shut. “At any rate, I’m just about done keeping our coast clear. Let’s head to the barracks and meet up with Ansel and Blaze, alright?” Horn said.
“Yeah, lets!”
And so the two of them headed off to get a good night’s rest…
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“MEN! WOMEN! YOU’RE LUCKY YOU DID SUCH A FINE JOB TODAY, LEST I BEAT YOU SENSELESS FOR DISRESPECTING OUR COUNTRY! YOU ARE ALL NOW OFFICIALLY DIS-MISSED!”
The Doctor then saluted to the squadron and retired to his room to sleep.
“Maaaan, there’s really no end to this work when he’s around, is there?” Ansel contemplated.
“But it’s over now! Let’s go get some grub and relax!” Blaze made a beeline to her barracks for some rations.
“Ansel! Blaze!” Bison shouted.
“You shouldn’t start without us, your best pals around, right?” Horn added.
The four of them met up in the mess hall and heated up some caught fish, chopped up some fruits and veggies, and drank the finest leftover booze the military district had to offer.
“It’ll be another hard day starting tomorrow since the Doctor will be proctoring physical exams for all of us.” Bison lamented.
“Can’t you just follow the regular advice of ‘get good’?” Blaze laughed aloud.
“Not everyone has muscles for brains like you do.” Horn commented.
“Hey now! Blaze has more to her than that!” Ansel yelled.
“Ooohhh~ What’s all this about~ Does somebody have a crush?” Blaze teased incessantly.
“Wha-WHAT?!? Th-Th-That’s not what I--”
“Ansel, calm down man. Don’t dig yourself into a hole.” Bison put a hand on his shoulder.
“Yeah Bison, we wouldn’t want a ‘strong man’ like you to feel bad!” Blaze taunted some more.
“What the hell’s got you so agitated for?” Bison said.
“I bet we could make better men than you two without even trying! Hahahaha!”
*SMACK!*
“Blaze, cut the crap already. I’ve been sitting here quietly the whole time cause I figured you were just joking around, but this is taking it too far.” Horn chimed in, fist burning from hitting Blaze on the head.
“Owwwww, fiiiiine…”
“That being said however…you guys REALLY should bulk up a bit, or else a dainty girl like me could carry you home and gently do some lascivious things to you~” Horn winked.
“Dainty my left foot! Come on Bison, we’re leaving.” Ansel stormed off from the mess hall cross as could be dragging the horned man with him.
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“Graarrgghh…those two are ALWAYS thinking they’re better than us just cause they’re girls with some meat to them!” Ansel fumed.
“Pretty sure that’s misogyny on some level, but okay.” Bison said.
“Well misogynistic or not, I’ve been secretly crafting some potions in my spare time that’ll turn the tides for us in battle! Observe!” Ansel unwrapped a blanket covering a rack of beakers with pink, bubbling liquid in one half, and the blue bubbling liquid in the other.
“…are those safe?” Bison glanced over at the terrifying tubes.
“As much as a certified practicing medic like myself can vouch for!” The white haired boy patted his chest in smug confidence.
“So not at all then.”
“These pink ones will help turn those aggressive personalities of theirs into meek feminine ones, and the blue ones will make our less than masculine behaviors into statuesque stunners!” Ansel explained.
“And you expect me to believe this why exactly?”
“How long do you want to deal with them making fun of us? I want revenge for all they’ve done and I won’t take no for an answer!” Ansel said, a fire lit up in his eyes.
“ *sigh* guess I’ve got no choice…when do we give it to them?”
“I’ll entrust these to you for the time being, and during tomorrow’s dinner at the camp site you’ll slip them into their drinks.”
“This is fucked up on so many levels man…you sure you wanna do this?” Bison pleaded.
“I’m as sure as I’ll ever be!”
“Whatever, don’t say I didn’t warn you…”
Bison snagged the beakers from Ansel and carefully put them in his backpack. By the next evening their lives would be changed for the better for sure!
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“Whew! I’m pooped after that last mission!” Blaze shouted.
“I am as well. Let’s get to the campsite for dinner.” Horn said.
“Bison and I will be cooking tonight, girls!” Ansel proclaimed.
“Don’t look at us like that! We promise there’ll be enough for all of us!” Bison joked as the two girls narrowed their eyes at the duo.
“Fiiiine. Imma nap in the tent while you slowpokes make some food.” Blaze sighed, walking to her sleeping bag.
“I’ll catch up on some reading. There’s a certain scene that would make you boys quite flustered~ ” Horn chuckled slyly.
“(Alright Bison, do you have the beakers on you?)” Ansel whispered.
“(Yep, lemme pull them out for you.)” The bull man pulled out the two pink and two blue containers and laid them on the table.
“(Nice. Let me just mix them into tonight’s drinks…aaaand done!)” Ansel announced.
“(Cool, I’m hoping for both our sake’s that they didn’t see that.)” Bison jabbed.
“Hey there boys! Whatcha got over there?” The two girls were rapidly approaching their destination!
“Uhhhhhh…Ansel and I got us some nice and refreshing energy drinks!” Bison said, a sweat drop rolling down his face.
“Guess you’re useful for something after all!” Blaze smiled as she snatched two from him.
“Even our forefathers did tons of hunting and gathering, so that HAS to be a manly trait!” Ansel said.
“Don’t get your hopes up. Even a monkey could carry something from one place to the next.” Horn said cordially as she clinked her drink with Blazes.
“Down the hatch!”
“Here goes…”
Ansel and Bison chugged their own drinks. A few minutes passed by, and then…!
“(Hey…is it just me, or is that dweeb actually kind of…cute…?)” Blaze thought.
“(Mmph...!!? Why is it that when I glance at Bison…he’s almost…studly and capable?!?)” Horn blushed. The two girls were starting to sweat for more reasons than “being under the summer heat” would imply.
“(Hot DAMN! I knew the effects of that potion would kick in, but WOW! Blaze is just as sexy as I thought she was!)” Ansel peeked at the bits of skin that the blue cat girl was revealing. She was starting to undress her blazer and the multitude of belts attached to her at all times.
“(Oh no oh no oh noooo! Horn’s gonna notice…!)” Bison whimpered as he got a boner from ogling Horn. Her tank top was filled to the brim with boob sweat, and her midriff did nothing but show off her toned abs.
“Hey…Horn…are you thinking what I’m thinking…?” Blaze asked.
“Yes…since you boys are so clearly enraptured with us…do you want to do it?” Horn cooed.
*SPROING!*
“Right! That settles it then! C’MERE, HOT STUFF!” Blaze jumped at the opportunity to see Ansel’s manliness.
“Hold it girl, the boys have to consent first.” Horn grabbed the scruff of Blaze’s neck. “If you truly want to prove your masculine worth, then pull your pants down right now.”
Ansel and Bison wasted no time in ridding themselves of their obnoxious clothes.
“Good boys~”
“Giving me a treat after such a nice meal…you shouldn’t have!” Blaze encroached on Ansel, while Horn pounced on Bison.
“Stand up and fuck me like a real man!” Blaze whined as she squirmed waiting for Ansel to shove it in already.
“A good boy needs to follow his lover’s orders, especially when they’re presenting their asses to you~ ” Horn smugly said, wide-eyed at Bison’s penis.
The boys soon started to insert their dicks and perform doggy-style to the girls, aggressively humping and thrusting as hard as they could.
“Mmph! Moahn! Aahn! Harder, Ansel!” Blaze motioned by shaking her butt to the medic.
“Urgh! Blaze, I think I’m getting close--!”
“Rrrgh! Go ahead! Light my pussy aflame with your seed!” Blaze’s eyes were close to rolling upwards at the intense pleasure she would soon feel.
“Ungh! Ungh! URRAAAGGHH!!”
“OH MY GOD, YESSSHHHH!!! MAKE ME YOURSHHH!!”
*SPURT!* *SPURT!* *SPURT!*
Ansel’s body was shaking and convulsing as he came inside of Blaze, a healthy amount of excess semen flowed out as the cat girl relaxed her body.
*shwump*
However…
“Hey…is it just me…”
*shwump*
“Or is my view lowering a bit…?”
*shwump*
“Blzz, hlp mrrph!”
*shwump*
“ *huff* *huff* Ansel…? Why’d you get quieter all of a sudden?”
*shwump*
“Eh? I knew you dicked me down bad, but you don’t have to keep pushing me into the ground…”
*shwump*
“Wtt, Amselmph, stp doinmph thpht!”
*shwump*
Suddenly, the two of them fell over and slumped to the ground, now with their heads stuck inside of their bodies! All one could see if they took a look were some weird holes near their shoulders!
“(What’s going on? I can’t move!)” Ansel couldn’t see anything in the darkness of his own internal organs.
“(Hey, Ansel! Can you hear me at all? I’m going to try and call for help!)” Blaze’s body stood up, trying to feel the place where her neck once was.
“(Hang on a moment, I think I see a light above me…)” Ansel looked at the “ceiling” for lack of a better word and began to move his consciousness towards it.
“(Wait, why is it getting darker and darker? I won’t be able to save us in this type of situation!)” Blaze shouted in the void, but to no avail.
*POP!*
“Whew! Finally got some fresh air in me! I never want to be down…wherever that was…ever again.” Ansel’s head sprouted back into place. There was only one issue though…
“Ummm…something feels a bit off…why are my arms so soft? The nails on my hands are painted too…I didn’t do that!” Ansel did a search and seizure of his body, wondering what could’ve gone down.
“WHAT’S WITH THESE HONKERS?!? And my legs are feeling WAY too breezy! It’s almost like…” Inspecting his garb one last time, Ansel came to a momentous conclusion…
“I’ve gotten Blaze’s body from the neck down!”
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At the same time…
“Mmnn, unnff, hnnn, that’s right, keep it up Bison!” Horn was getting pounded and put in her place for once and she couldn’t be more pleased.
“Mnnff! I’m trying!” The bull boy slammed his hips into Horn’s at a resoundingly quick pace, doing his best to let loose.
“MOAHN~ Perfect, I can feel you about to burst!”
“Unnf, unnf, OAARRGGHH!!”
*SPURT!* *SPURT!* *SPURT!*
*shwump*
*shwump*
*shwump*
In an instant, Bison’s head sunk into his body too!
“Bison, you mopped the floor with my submissive and breedable body, why’d you stop?”
*shwump*
“Ahn, there we go~ Force yourself inside of me until I can’t see anything at all!”
*shwump*
“Okmmph Bisomph, yuvmph gun wy tmm ffph nwmph!”
*shwump*
Horn and Bison’s bodies both clambered into a pile as they lost the ability to move them, and there was only gaping holes where their neck stumps would be!
“(WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!?)” Bison rightfully thought as his vision got encroached by the vast, uneasy visage of nothingness.
“(If this is some sort of denial play, it’s not working on me Bison!)” Horn’s body propped itself up and looked around for ages for any other signs of life, yet there wasn’t a single noise other than her own muffled voice to be heard.
“(A small opening of light! Thank God! Maybe Ansel will know what went wrong, but MAN is he going to get a rude talking to once this is over!)” Bison’s head trawled forward to the saving grace, but got stuck near the top.
“(Bison? Ansel? Blaze? Someone, save me!)” Horn called out for help, but no one came.
“(Hrrnngh! Come on man, aren’t you stronger than this? Why can’t I breach the surface?)” Bison kept pushing himself to rise to the occasion, yet he could only get as far as his horns poking out on top of a pair of shoulders.
“Bison! Horn! What the fuck is going on?!?”
“(Ansel! Help me out man!)” The bull man flailed his arms around like mad in an effort to get the medic to notice him.
“Hrrnngh! One! Hrrngh! Two! Hrrngh! Three!”
*POP!*
“Hah, I’m alive! Ansel, I swear to all that is holy--”
“Not now Bison! Take a look at yourself before striking to kill!”
Before Bison could strangle Ansel’s neck, he spared a moment to peek at “his” body.
“GYAAAAHHH!!! WHY DO I LOOK LIKE THIS?!?”
“That’s because if my hypothesis is correct, you likely have Horn’s body. Not even joking.” Ansel cupped his own breasts to demonstrate.
“GYAAAAHHH!!! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE THAT?!?”
“ *sigh* We’ll be here all day if you keep screaming over every single oddity…” The medic massaged his temples. “Just by chance, you didn’t happen to see which drinks the two of them took, did you?”
“Not really. Blaze snatched them right from under my nose before I could blink. Why do you ask?”
“Oh, nothing. Just that they MIGHT have swallowed the blue potion infused drinks instead of the pink ones, meaning WE consumed the pink drinks instead, getting their girly bodies in the process, hahaha.” Ansel laughed blankly.
“WHAT?!?”
“Yeeeeeaaaahhhh…but it could be worse.” Ansel smacked his healthy thighs as they jiggled like pudding. “If I had to choose someone’s body to be stuck with, then this is like hitting the jackpot!” He felt up his supple ass, bare to the world. “I mean, just LOOK at us! We’re sexy as hell!” Ansel rubbed his perfect stomach against Bison’s own!
“The fuck are you doing man!!? Although…I’m feeling kinda weird too…” The bull man’s breathes slowed, and his cheeks were getting flustered to the coloration of boiling red. “This is gonna sound REALLY gay…but…you mind if we make out…? I’m struggling to contain myself here…”
“Might as well get to the main course at this rate!” Ansel pushed his lips against Bison’s, closing his eyes. He even went so far as to start grabbing Bison’s mounds of flesh, flicking his nipples in pleasure.
“(Mmph…fuck me…why am I liking this so much…?)” Bison was promptly leaking juices from his vagina, drool going down his chin as he continued his make-out session with Ansel.
“You feeling good?”
“God…keep going…but you need some attention too…” Bison squished himself even closer to Ansel’s body, their titflesh rubbing on top of each other like crazy.
“Khhhh!” Bison was now gently fingering Ansel’s pussy back and forth like a piston.
“You’re telling me that *mmph* girls get to drive themselves *ahn* this nutty every day?” Bison whispered in between tender kisses.
“Unnngghhh…yeshhhh…” Ansel began to moan heavily.
“You getting close, man?”
“ *huff* *huff* Yes, I am! But I don’t want to cum until you do!” Ansel was going insane with desire, his body humping Bison’s in pursuit of his warm, tight, embrace.
“Alright, on the count of three then. One…” Bison smacked Ansel’s butt.
“Mmph!”
“Two…” Ansel retaliated with a nipple lick.
“Ungh!”
“THREE!!!”
“FUCK! I’M CUMMING! AHN! AHN! AHN! AHHHHHHH!!!” The both of them screamed out in delightful gratification, their pussies exploding hard enough that their legs buckled for what felt like forever as they both fell to the ground.
“Hah…hah…hope you enjoyed it man.” Ansel grinned after lifting his head from Bison’s soft chest.
“Fuck me…I had no clue…that their bodies could make me blank out like that…” Bison was still recovering from the experience of orgasming as a girl for the first time as he tried to get up.
“Easy does it! I don’t want to leave you just yet.” Ansel pleaded to stay on top of him. “In the meantime, I feel like we can do anything now with our new bodies!”
“Yeah…speaking of, if our heads appeared on top of their bodies, why didn’t their heads appear on top of ours?” Bison questioned.
“Hmmm…now that the lull of release is subsiding, you bring up a valid point.” Ansel lifted a finger to his chin in thought. “You think we should check up on our old bodies then?”
“Sounds like a plan to me.” They both stood up at long last and did their best to dry off the pussy juices from each other’s sweaty naked bodies. “Hindsight’s 20/20, but man we really DID go all out, huh?” Bison chuckled.
“You’re not kidding!” The two boy-girls started walking back to the campfire with Ansel keeping a lookout for their missing bodies. Who knows what could’ve happened to them after all?
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
“Hey! That’s our bodies!” Bison pointed a ladylike finger at their former masculine visages.
“Indeed they are, but they’re still headless, with Blaze and Horn nowhere to be found…” Ansel bared the bad news. “Are you sure you don’t know what happened to them, Bison?”
“Sorry dude. If only we could pull their heads up our old bodies the same way you did to help me out…” Bison frowned. As he was starting to put on “his” new clothes, a shock ran through him!
“Guh! Wait! I’m feeling something! It’s…”
“(B*so*? An*e*? B*az*? S*me*n*, s*ve m*!)”
“What’s wrong!!?” Ansel went over to him in concern.
“I think I heard Horn’s voice just now! But it sounded kind of muffled and cut off after a point…”
“Hmmmmmm…curious and curiouser…” Ansel closed his eyes, racking his brain for answers. “Maybe…since we have their bodies now, some of their memories are a part of us? It’s entirely possible that it’s a side effect of the potions…”
“I don’t know man…what if their heads have disappeared forever…?” Bison said fearfully.
“Well, for now we can’t do anything about it other than bring our bodies back to base once we get dressed.” Ansel conjured, sticking a delicate foot through some socks.
“Alright man, if you say so…” After figuring out how bras work, the duo made quick work of packing up the campsite with their stronger, quicker bodies. If nothing else, Blaze and Horn’s parting gift was already proving its worth. “Time to go home.” Ansel peered back at the camp grounds one last time to mutter his goodbyes, then carried his old body back home with him.
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“Woaaahhh…is that really Ansel?”
“He looks kind of weird!”
“Even more worrying is Bison!”
“I agree! What sort of kinky crap did Blaze and Horn put them up to?”
Various grunts at the home base were making vulgar comments about Ansel and Bison’s new physiques, much to the boy’s chagrin.
“And what are they doing with those headless bodysuits?”
“Creepy!”
“(Just ignore them…just ignore them…!)” Bison muttered aloud.
“(That’s right; our goal is to put these bodies in the cryotherapy chamber until their heads return.)” Ansel clarified to the bull man.
Approaching the frozen alcove, the duo locked their former cadavers with some shackles on the wrists and ankles and closed the pod door to preserve them.
“One day…one day, we’ll find a way to get you guys back to us…you can guarantee that much for certain!” Bison resoundingly vowed.
“For now though, we don’t need to stick around. If their heads sprout up, their heat form waves should alert the system immediately.” Ansel nodded.
“Brr! Y-You said it m-man! I n-n-need to w-warm up r-r-right away!” Bison chattered his teeth, the room’s glacial temperatures doing no favors for his softer body.
“WHY ARE YOU BOYS IN THERE?!?” Who else but the loud, booming voice of the Doctor of course was invading their privacy.
“Hehehe…hey Doctor, if you want, you can warm yourself up with my body heat~ (What the hell am I doing?!?)” Ansel slyly teased, with a sway of his shapely hips.
“WHAT IN TARNATION ARE YOU SAYING, BOY?!?”
“Mwehehe…that’s right, Doctor! Our feminine bodies can’t resist your manly musk~ (I didn’t think that! He’s gonna kill us!)” Bison lolled his tongue out seductively and leaned over, showing off his moderate cleavage.
“IF YOU BOYS THINK YOU CAN PULL A FAST ONE ON ME, I’LL CHOP OFF YOUR HEADS AND HANG THEM FROM MY TROPHY ROOM!!”
“Not if we tackle you to the ground first~ (Wait, wha-)”
*THUD!*
Ansel and Bison had slammed the Doctor’s head on the floor, knocking him out unconscious! From there, the two of them restrained his arms and legs with their overpowering youthful bodies.
“Let’s choke out his manhood with our tits, eh Ansel?~ (Gross!)”
“Definitely~ (What the fuck?!?)” Ansel pulled down the Doctor’s pants and exposed his penis to the cold freshness of the air! “What an angry head you have down here~ He needs to be put in the padded time out room of my boobs~ ” The medic bounced his titties up and down on the Doctor’s dick, his hardness making itself welcome in Ansel’s cleavage.
“Moahn~ No fair~ You shouldn’t play with it all by yourself~ ” Lifting his tank top just the slightest bit, Bison smushed his own breasts on Ansel’s and the Doctor’s magnum!
“Hoh~ Is this a competition now? Take that!” Ansel responded in kind by pushing his chest forward, getting up in Bison’s face with a smug grin.
“Mmnph…how rude~ But I won’t go down easy! ” Bison smashed boobs onto more boobs like a blacksmith hammering at an anvil.
“Oh my~ Seems like it’s only getting harder…you think he’s going to cum soon?” Ansel asked with a glint in his eyes.
“Not before I kiss your pretty face first!”
*smooch*
“MMPH--!!?”
Closing his eyes and giving into Bison’s advances, the two of them rocked around the Doc’s cock while tonguing each other’s mouths. Not too long after, the haggard man released his semen on the two’s chests and faces!
“Looks like he got pleasured~ Such an easy man underneath his rough exterior~ ” Ansel licked up the Doctor’s manly fluids with his tongue, swallowing the bitter essence delightfully.
“Now that we got that out of the way, I’m going back for dessert~ ” Once Bison was done licking his own sermon of slurp juice, he got on top of Ansel and grabbed his head with his hands.
“Mmmph~ Grisly men like the Doctor aren’t bad, but you’re the best friend I could ask for, Bison~ ” Ansel wanted nothing more than to keep doing lecherous acts with the bull man as his vagina got wet.
“Hmm hmm~ That’s right~ I’m the number one sex machine here now, and you’re going to enjoy every last second of it~ ” Rubbing his pussy against Ansel’s, the two of them continued on into the night doing all sorts of frivolous positions and figuring out their true sexuality in the process. Needless to say, the two boys tuckered themselves out until midnight.
“Hah…hah…I hope we can do this every day~ ” Ansel sighed, his view overtaken by the tips of his girly nipples.
“Me too, it’s so much easier to be a woman. Y’know what? I’m glad you made those potions at the end of the day, cause I certainly wouldn’t want to get stuck like this with anyone else! Thank you.” Bison kissed Ansel’s cheek, causing him to blush. “Now let’s get out of here before security catches us naked.”
“—ah! The Doctor! Uhhhhh…” Ansel was starting to panic, waving his arms all over the place frantically.
“Relax, it’ll be fine. We’ll just put his clothes back on and he’ll wake up thinking it was only a dream.” Bison reprimanded. After dressing the good Doctor up, the two of them snuck out and headed back to their dorm rooms, where they thus went on to have a good night’s sleep, dreaming of a better life for the foreseeable future.