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<b>By:</b> [[Special:MyLanguage/Mabbs|Mabbs]] (But really written by [https://www.patreon.com/Gardeford Gardeford])
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"<b>Tags:</b> Transformation, Breeding, Excessive Orgasms, Excessive Sexual Fluids, Moosetaurs"
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"Ah, Canadia Station. You’ve heard from a number of friends that the small bar on the station has food and drink to die for, and you had to see for yourself. It’s not often you get away from your job to have some much needed off time, and you want to spend the whole time having fun. The Kui Country Bar smells of rich food and drink, but you find your attention drawn immediately to the tower of mooselike femininity at the bar."
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"She’s easily nine feet of tauric bombshell, already stripped down to her bra and still pounding shots. By some cosmic luck no one is sitting with her, and you step proudly up to the bar, taking the stool directly beside her. Right now she’s talking with the Kui-tan barkeep, chatting about an encounter she had with a purple rahn. She pauses when she sees you drop into your seat, getting a huge grin as she looks you over."
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<i>"Well, aren’t you just the most handsome human I’ve seen all week! I think, anyway. I’m Sylvie! What brings you to Vesperia?”</i> she turns as she talks, showing off a veritable mountain of cleavage, splattered with droplets of heady alchohol. When she sees you looking, she smooshes the twin peaks together with a cheery smile."
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<i>"Just decided to drop in for my vacation, and I’m glad I did. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve seen since I landed,”</i> you grin right back, bracing yourself when the stunning moose-taur pulls you into a tight embrace. Your face ends up right between her massive mammaries, close enough to get a deep breath of fruity shampoo and spilt drink."
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<i>"Aww, you flatterer you! You’re making me blush!”</i> She laughs when you finally pull up for air. If you are, it’s certainly not noticeable. She’s already flushed beat red from head to tit, swaying slightly as her hands rove out over your body."
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<i>"Am I? Good thing it’s the truth then. Anyone I know would pay just to hug you,”</i> You say, probably telling the truth. Most of your coworkers would kill to be in your place right about now."
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<i>"Oh? Well I can just give you a hug for free right here,”</i> Sylvie says, her voice growing breathy as she pulls you into her chest again, grinding against you in a wholly unwholesome manner. You find yourself growing hard as your cock grinds against the drunken womans belly. She definitely notices, moving just enough to stimulate you even further, but not enough to make you crazy."
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<i>"Mmm, not just yet tiger. If you save it for the baths you can hilt that sword in my throat. If you were a little bigger maybe I’d even think about letting you have a go inside,”</i> She murmurs above you. Your fate is sealed by her words. How could you even think about using her mouth when her cervine cunt is right there begging to be bred. Immense desire bubbles within you. You have to be good enough for her, better than good enough even. You’ll make sure you’re the perfect moose-breeding specimen before you see her again."
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"You manage to smoothly disentangle yourself from the tauric titmonster, with only a little disappointment on her part. She’s sad to see you leave, but you’ll make sure she’s happy to see you when you return. You’ll need to be quick if you want to get back before your vacation is over. As you leave the station you immediately begin calling some Joyco contacts from your school days, starting preparations for what you imagine will be a drastic transformation.");
	
"You send out a seperate ping to a friend of yours at Xenogen Biotics. You’ve got something special in mind for your sexual equipment..."
	
"<b>--2--</b>"
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"When you next set foot on canadia station, or well, you guess its step hoof on canadia station now, you’re transformation is fully complete. You’re every bit the titanic moose taur Sylvie is, and packing some extra firepower to boot. It took three days to finish the operations, and the other four were spent learning how to walk and maneuver in your new body. You’re by no means an expert, but you made sure you’ve learned everything... important."
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"It takes you awhile, but you catch Sylvie on her way out of the bar. Much to your surprise, you see recognition in her eyes when she sees you, and have to canter forward to catch her as she stumbles in your direction. Such a feat might have crushed you before, but now it feels as simple as catching a regular human would have been before. Sylvie gives you a drunken smile, her beer and sweat soaked cleavage pressing tight to your chest. She’s buttoned it up a bit for the public walk back to her quarters, but there’s still an impressive amount of cleavage visible."
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<i>"Hey, I remember you. You left so suddenly last time I didn’t even get your name,”</i> she says with a sad frown. The look turns curious as she glances at you from below."
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<i>“id... Did you get taller? Like, a lot taller, and bigger, and... Oh my,”</i> She says, her gaze turning down to your new tauric hindquarters. You can practically feel her heartbeat begin to race through her tits, and you just know she’s close enough for the pheromones to start taking eff-"
	
<i>“Do you wanna... come back to my place,”</i> She asks, pressing her face against your chest and breathing deeply. You see her rear legs shifting in place from where you stand. Boy, your xenogen contact wasn’t kidding when he said these would put a taur straight into heat."
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<i>“Gladly, lead the way,”</i> You smile right back, placing a hand around her waist and supporting her drunken form as she begins trodding toward the on station quarters. When you’ve made it just over half way, Sylvie turns up to you struggling to press her body as close to you as possible."
	
<i>“On second thought, can we go to the baths first? I’ve gotta, I wanna... like right now,”</i> She urges, looking back over her shoulder and looking confused to see the residential halls."
	
<i>“We’ve already walked most of the way, which one is your place?”</i> you ask, trying to keep her focused at least until she makes it to her room. She nods with some confusion and points out a door at the end of the hall. When you reach it, she trots over to the access panel and urgently slaps her hand against it."
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<i>“Come on, come on,”</i> she urges the machine into activity, gasping excitedly when it finally works. She all but gallops into her housing unit, and you follow slowly behind, getting a good look at the place as you walk in. It’s perfectly taur accessible, with everything designed to have enough room for even someone as big as sylvie, or you now, to move around with ease. You briefly take note of the comfortable looking taur friendly couch space and modest entertainment center before following the rushed moose-tauress into her room. Sylvie seems to be looking for something at her bedside, with her massive rump shaking in the air."
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<i>“Gotta... Shower first. All dirty... work and drinking,”</i> she mumbles, trying to gather a more casual change of clothes. You move up close, grasping each hefty cervine ass cheek and kneading them as you examine her modded sex and donut asshole. Her ass is immensely tempting, but it’s not what you’re here for now."
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<i>“Your pussy is just as fantastic as the rest of your body would lead any sane person to believe. Has anyone ever told you it’d be perfect for giving birth?”</i> You ask, delighting when you see her vagina begin to puff up into an impossibly round donut, and trailing a finger around the purplish fuckhole. Sylvie drops the bundle of clothing she’d been hoisting, looking hungrily back over her shoulder."
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<i>“Birth? You mean like having... kids?”</i> she says, heat burning in her eyes. You see a thick drop of feminine excitement drip from her clit down to the floor. By the stars, you dont think you’ve ever seen a human girl who wanted it this badly. You briefly worry about if you’ll ever be able to go back after this, but toss it out just as quickly. If this is the alternative, you’d give up your old options in a heartbeat."
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"You stride forward, mounting the moose-taur mountie right next to her bed. She moans as you approach, leaning back into you as you grip her around the stomach. She turns her head and lets you lean in for a kiss, groaning into your mouth as your newly acquired equine cock begins to harden and rub against her aroused lips."
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<i>“Nooooo, no teasing! Just fuck me, knock me up, fill me with a baby. Fuck, I’ll call in from work, tell them I have baby rabies or something. I won’t be able to stop thinking of your cock till I know I’m pregnant,”</i> She shouts, trying to back up onto your cock. You give her what she needs, pulling back with your hips to match her movements and plunging your mammoth horsecunt into her greedy cunt."
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"Every inch of your meat sinks right into her, perfectly filling her insides and letting your seed stuffed balls slap into her plush thighs. You may have practiced on the milker, but you always stopped it before you could cum, letting your stores build up just for this exact moment. It’s hard not to fill her womb on the spot, and you have to distract yourself, fast. Luckily, you have a rack of bra-busting J-cups right here begging for attention. You unceremoniously rip Sylvie’s uniform from her chest, and she’s quick to aid you in the endeavor, undoing buttons and straps till she’s able to shrug her way out of everything she’s wearing. Her heaving chest is big enough for you to tug one of her thick nipples right up to her shoulder, sucking at the rock hard nub till sylvie’s eyes cross and she screams out an orgasm."
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"You feel her passage flood with wetness, with every clench of her exquisite cunt squirting more hot femcum over your length. Is she this wet all the time? Did your pheromone mods increase her wetness? Regardless, it makes pounding her all the easier, and you can hear every impact of your hips on her ass. Sylvie’s hands grip your arms tightly, following them as they roam over her body, squeezing her tits and pinching her jutting nipples. The thought of the already enormous tit-tippers leaking, no, spraying milk as you pinch them makes you double your pace almost unconsciously."
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<i>“Yes! Yeeees. Oh stars, I’m cumming. Cumming! Fuck me pregnant, hnnggh,”</i> she shouts deliriously, collapsing onto her knees as you continue to pound into her from behind. Fuck, shes so much tighter than the milker. There’s no off switch to fall back on here, either, but you’d never press it even if there was. Unlike the milker there’s a perfectly good reason to dump every gallon of your modified load into the busty mountie’s centaur snatch."
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<i>“Gonna fill you up so full you won’t be able to not get pregnant,”</i> you roar, shortening the distance of your thrusts. Where before you’d been drawing back your hips to fully slam your way from tip to hilt with every revolution, you now settle into shifting the last four or so inches of your monstrous erection in and out of her sodden sex, feeling your tip grind against her walls as it flares up in preparation."
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<i>“Yessss I feel itttngh,”</i> she groans, her words devolving into bestial grunts as she gyrates her hips. You can feel it coming now as well, too late for distractions. The sanity threatening orgasm wells up within you, ready to fill your partner with a child. You roar out a pleasure laced shout of your own, hilting within her as you wait out the final blissful seconds of pre-orgasm."
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<i>“Hnn god, it’s filling me up!”</i> she shouts, bracing herself as best as she can against the bed as the mental dams holding your seed back collapse. Thick, virile cum pumps directly into her fertile womb, packed in deep by your flared tip. The full load is massive enough that some manages to pour back out, but that matters little with the mods you’ve had yourself equipped with. You kiss the cervine slut’s sweat-slicked neck as she screams in orgasmic bliss."
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"When your hefty balls are finally empty, you pull back, letting your flare pull free from her clinging purple donut with a slick pop. Hardly any of your cum leaks out once you’ve pulled free, with only the sticky excess that drips from your cock to go by. Sylvie huffs and leans against the bed for support, wiping her forehead to get her hair out of her eyes. She looks back over her shoulder with a smile, eyeing you from head to toe."
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<i>“Mmm. Wish more spacers I meet would mod themselves like you. We should go again until we’re sure I’m good and knocked u-oh? Ohh?”</i> She stops suddenly, her eyes going wide as a blissful shudder runs through her hips. You marvel as she shifts in place, her expression turning from shock to rapturous struggle before your eyes. Admittedly, you hadn’t expected the breeding mods your xenogen contact hooked up to work this fast."
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<i>“Oh fuck! What’s... what’s happeninggghhh,”</i> she moans, cumming hard as her belly begins to steadily swell. Showers of femcum splatter onto the ground, drenching her thighs and the carpet both with feminine excitement. Teeth grit, fists clench, and Sylvie’s eyes cross as she struggles to maintain any semblance of composure. Her belly continues to swell, the child inside developing rapidly. What you hadn’t accounted for was the increased potency of her pheromones."
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"One whiff of the centaur’s pregnant heat is enough to make sure you can hardly even remember the last time you had sex before this, let alone think about doing it with anyone else. You watch, spellbound, as her heaving chest grows another cup size, swelling heavy with milk. By now her belly has ceased growing, but is swollen enough to signify her status as well into the third trimester. Sweat drips from her human half in thick droplets, now joined by beading streams of milk as she tenses with every orgasm."
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<i>“Cock... Fucking breed me more,”</i> she huffs, pushing herself up on shaky legs and presenting her sodden box. Squirts of femcum gush from her swollen ring with every couple seconds, wetting her hole to be ready for penetration. You don’t need to be told once, let alone twice. From the moment she turned to look at you, the moment you saw the covetous orange flame in her eyes, you were back at full mast. It’s all you can do to slow yourself enough not to pile drive her swollen belly into the ground, but your self restraint only lasts that long."
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"You pin her human half to the bed, roaring like the animal you intend to make her feel as your equine man mast fills her molten cunt to the brim. The mounted mountie grunts, cumming too hard to join you in bestial shouting. The smell of her sweet milk permeates the air as it soaks the bed, strained from her tits by your mating press. You manage to coax a kiss from her before your humanity flees, swirling your tongue around hers as both of your breaths come hot through your noses. She kisses back with equal fervor, clutching at one of your hands till your fingers thread together tightly."
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"You cum within minutes, not even bothering to hold back, or try to. Potent seed with no place to go pours from your reserves, gushing back out between your hips with every thrust. You keep thrusting through your first orgasm, lost to your need almost completely. All you know is breathing and fucking. Your free hand explores Sylvie’s body out of pure instinct, grasping handfuls of heavy titflesh and squeezing till milk sprays in creamy fountains into the bedsheets."
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"<i>“Hmmngh... Hmmmooooooo!”</i> Sylvie bays, mooing like an animal as your clenched fists threaten to slip apart. Her other hand clutches the blankets, knuckles white with the strain shes going through. You couldn’t even begin to try counting, or even guess, how many times she’s cum since you started, but her sticky girlcum is just as present between your legs. Each impact of your hips is more like a splash now, with all the collected juices pouring from your joined sexes."
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"Needy, cum-crazed muscle wrings the essence of life from your turgid mare-breeder, filling the air with the scent of spent seed. Not that you can smell anything beyond the cervine pheromones that swirl like massaging tendrils through your conscious mind, replacing thought after thought with the feral need to propogate. You don’t even care that she’s already pregnant with your child, all you can think is to breed, breed, breed!"
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"One of sylvie’s hooves slips on the growing puddle of collected juices, and she falls to her knees beneath the weight of your continued thrusting. Her swollen belly is cushioned by the plushness of her mattress, jiggling softly as the majority of the force is easily absorbed by her bouncy ass. Her orgasms are announced by sudden jumps in volume, and ragged grunts that force their way through her throat to escape into the air. On the odd occasion she’s not cumming, she’s even louder. Part of you hopes her walls are soundproofed, but most of you doesn’t care. So what if the whole residential block hears how good she’s feeling? She certainly seems to want them to."
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"You cum again, trying to push your cock even deeper into her clenching cunt as seed gushes out in droves. The insensate moose-woman freezes, trying her best not to let your spooge escape. Her insides tighten unconsciously, trying to prevent you from pulling out. In a brief moment of bliss induced clarity, you do just that. Her titanic strength is helpless to hold you now that you’re also a moose-taur. You gasp in shock at how cold the air feels as your flared rod pops juicily from her breeding sheath."
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"A potent slurry of trapped jizz and femcum spurts noisily from her hole as your flare escapes, splattering onto the carpet in a creamy pool. Her modified pussy closes up within three such spurts, preventing further seed from escaping. Before the primal need for breed can re-assert itself over your mind, you pull apart her quivering ass cheeks and eye the tight ring of her asshole. Once you’re inside, you don’t think mating instinct will care. You do your best to line it up gently, but between the dripping coat of sexual fluids and the sweat of exertion, the both of you are perfectly lubed already."
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<i>“HnnnngmooOOOO!”</i> Sylvie bellows, weakly pushing back into you as you descend atop her again. Stars, her ass is even tighter than her pussy! The amount of natural lube coating your dick is barely enough to make sure you aren’t pushed right back onto your ass. It feels like you’re pushing against an unstoppable tide of muscular contraction. The pressure makes it hard to hilt, but it also slows your overwhelming need to cum. The immense tightness strangles your desire, holding it hostage for a hair longer than you’d be able to normally."
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"Despite that, you can feel it at the back of your mind. The animal inside rearing up for one final push. You’ve been challenged by this tight ass, and you aren’t going to lose. Your thrusts steadily devolve into mindless pounding, and you join sylvie in howling your shared pleasure to the whole station. Seed pushes its way through your length, forcing its way out in a geyser of fuckhole filling glory. You feel your strength suddenly fade with this final orgasm as well, falling into blissful oblivion as you lie atop your cervine lover."
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"Waking up is sticky, but somehow manages to be comfortable. Sylvie gives you a deep kiss as soon as the both of you are awake, throwing her arms around your shoulders and pressing her now KK-cup tits against you. The heavenly orbs are laden with thick, sweet milk, and she lets you drink a few heaping gulps as she downs a large mug of water."
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<i>“Fuck, I feel like i should be more dehydrated after last night, but I just wanna go again! Cleaning up is gonna be hell, too.”</i> Her eyes don’t stop dropping toward your rear end, and she licks her lips as her nipples stiffen unconsciously."
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<i>“I, uh, I’m gonna have to call into work anyway. None of my bras fit anymore and I don’t have any pads for the milk. Gonna have to go shopping later. I’ll be right back when I finish my call,”</i> she promises, trotting into the next room. As she turns, you see the aroused purple ring of her cunt, and a fat bead of excitement already jiggling on her jutting clit. This is too good an opportunity to pass up."
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"You wander after her, finding her on a com-link call with what you can only assume is a supervisor. You drop down carefully to your knees behind her and sidle up to her jiggly ass. Unceremoniously, you bury your face in sweet mountie snatch."
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<i>“...I must’ve caught something from a tourist. Med boosters should have it fixed, but i don’t wanna give it to somebody else, so im not c-cumminnnggg inn todayyy,”</i> she starts, squirting a hot spray of femcum as soon as your tongue begins lapping at her juicy clit. She struggles through the tail end of the phone call, hanging up with a shaky voice and slamming her elbows onto the table."
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<i>“F-fuck! Shouldn’t I be mad or want you to stop or something? Don’t stop! Or do, Stop using your tongue! Fill me up and fuck me again! Fuuuuck I can buy a bra in the morning, just fuck me all day!”</i> she shouts, a steady stream of lube already squirting from her slit with every passing moment. You happily oblige, pulling her into a sticky kiss as you mount her right there on the table."
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"Sylvie grunts with effort as you penetrate her, bracing herself against the counter as you start humping. Free from the haze of pheromones for now, your hands rove all over her human half, rubbing and squeezing her soft flesh. You give her jutting nipples a pinching tweak, rejoicing as milk sprays out in fountains. The fuck-hungry mountie follows your hands with her own, groping at your wrists and guiding your touches to her most sensitive spots. In a matter of minutes, her breath turns ragged, chest heaving beneath your fingers as she struggles to maintain her composure."
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<i>“Hnggghhh fuck! I don’t know how I’m going to explain a baby to my boss, but this is so fucking worth it, mmmmn,”</i> she says as you guide one of her own cream leaking nips to her mouth. You coax more from the tap as sweet white milk leaks out from her lips and drips down her chin."
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<i>“Don’t worry. I’ll watch the kid while you’re working. And when he, or she, is old enough for daycare we can get right to working on a sibling, or two, or three...”</i> With every number you count off, sylvie’s cunt clenches tighter, trying to wring the babies right from your seed filled sack. You endeavor to give her what she so desperately wants. You pick up the pace, slamming into her cushiony cheeks with renewed vigor."
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"You roar in ecstasy as you hilt within her, firing out rope upon rope of alabaster dickmilk from your equine phallus. This time, you stay inside your lover, coasting on the orgasmic high as you share a 5 course breakfast of tender kisses and massaging touches. When you finally soften and pull free, you make sure to grab a shirt from her drawer and practically push sylvie out the door to go shopping. You assure her that once she’s away the rampant lust will cool at least a little bit, and that you’ll still be here in her apartment when she returns."
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"For now you can wait. There’ll be plenty of time for both sex and hopefully something more wholesome as this continues to develop."
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