Crazy trouble with love part 8

Willy, Jenny, and Felicia

Series: Bucky O'Hare

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Deep in the Aniverse, a not so young Willy Duwitt wondered how his life had taken such an odd turn.

It had been nearly five years since the defeat of the Toad Empire and KOMPLEX. In that time, Willy had found that the door linking the Aniverse to his world was fading in power and ability. The connection between the universes was disappearing. It had been about that time, when he was thirteen, that he learned his parents were thinking of leaving Bay Area for brighter prospects. Owning a home was growing harder with the raising house prices. At first, he had been willing to make the leave, but a thought had kept nagging at him through all the preparations for leaving. Not once had his parents asked him what he wanted to do or where he wanted to go.

Once he asked them what their plans were, what they told him had shocked him to his core, "Well Willy, it's time you became a man, so we're sending you off to military school!"

Ignorant claims, sadly. He had already been a part of a military group, and, by Jenny's reckoning, he was indeed already a man by the Aniverse's standards. Faced with the prospect that his parents had not wanted him, he had asked his friend Susie what she thought. She hadn't any good words for him either, as she mentioned that maybe joining the military would be good for him.

"And when you come back, we can go on a date together!" His expression must've been sour as she acted insulted by it.

Frustrated with the way his life was turning out, Willy had to come to a serious decision. Faced with a world that didn't understand or appreciate him, being forced to leave for a school that he had read up on. It infamously had a reputation for 'brainwashing' its students to become little more than useful soldiers whose jobs it would be to die to advance the careers of wealthy generals, and the fact that his family wanted to ship him off there indicated something that his intellect could put together.

Everyone at his universe was tired of his rebellious lack of 'seriousness' to schoolwork which he aced with contemptuous ease. Also, he only had one friend who he wasn't even serious about seeing as anything more after that ill-fated dance. He hadn't enjoyed it, Susie had been frustrated with his lack of interest in her, and he found that he was looking more forward to getting home than sticking around any longer.

By the end of a long look at his life decisions, he decided what he believed would benefit him. Certainly, it wouldn't benefit his parents who clearly wanted to enjoy a second honeymoon or Susie who wasn't a terribly good friend. It was a choice that would bring him to the people who he knew treated him like he belonged. Opening the door to another dimension, he traveled to the Aniverse one last time, and shut the door. The connection faded at long last. He was removed from his home. The crew had welcomed him eagerly, Jenny especially was beaming at his mature choice, and five years had passed by.

In that time, Willy had matured into a young adult. Tall, broad of shoulders, muscular but with a certain nebbish appearance that Jenny said made him positively irresistible. His hair was kept as short as possible save for a neat little strand that he had let grow until it extended over his shoulder like a side tail. His glasses had long since been upgraded into a pair of contacts, something Jenny had told him made him immensely appealing. Combined with his newly minted flight suit, and he was a stud amongst the crew.

Currently, he was really questioning his life choices in the face of a furious, one-eyed former-pirate space duck, "Enough already!"

Backing away from Deadeye Duck's furious shout, Willy rubbed the back of his head, "Deadeye, look, I'm sorry for bugging you, but I've learned a lot about your tech and well I could help you with the ship."

Groaning loudly, Deadeye flashed the human an irritated growl, pointing at him dramatically, "Enough! Just get the frak off the ship! You and Jenny need a damn vacation! Speaking of the girl, hey Jenny!" Jenny was sitting at a console, checking the ship's systems until she was called.

Jenny and her cousin Felicia, by contrast, were a pair of feline Aniverse denizens. She stood as tall as his waist with white fur and long pink hair. The psychic feline had bright green eyes, wore a metal bikini, thong, gloves, and boots over a tight black bodysuit, highlighting the fact that she was a type SS in terms of body. Short Stack. Huge breasts, wide hips, plush bottom, all proportioned accordingly due to her lack of height.

Standing up and rotating she looked at the near apocalyptic with frustration four-armed bird with a curious tone to her purring voice, "Can I help you, Deadeye?"

"Yes! You can help me by getting the frag off with Willy! Take your cousin too!" he reached into his outfit, then shoved a trio of tickets into Willy and Jenny's hands.

Willy held the strange royal red tickets in his hands, looking at them curiously while Jenny did the same, "An all-expenses paid vacation to the Pleasure Planet Jubili?" he asked.

Deadeye Duck slapped his bill with one of his four arms, "Yes! You've been a pain in my bill for a while now kid, you might be mature, but you sure as hell ain't mature! Now take this ticket, bring Jenny and her cousin Felicia, and get off the ship for about a week!"

"Why a week?" he had to ask just to be polite.

Deadeye gave him a cold-eyed stare, glaring pure rage at him, "You'll figure it out once you're there! Just go on and go out! Treat Jenny to a fine dinner along with Felicia, hang out with them on a luxurious cruise, so long as you're not in the same lightyear as me, we'll be A-OK! Now get off!"

With that, he kicked the young man off the ship once they picked up Felicia. She naturally looked almost identical to Jenny save for the pink being blue, the white fur being grey, and her outfit being more of a light purple, pink, black shade. Proportionally, she and Jenny were identical. Willy was able to tell them apart however. Jenny had more of a sag to her breasts while Felicia's had a bit more perk. The inverse went for their rears, Jenny had a far more fantastic fanny in terms of shapeliness and bounciness while Felicia's was a bit squishier and softer in form.

Deadeye had kicked them right out on the pleasure planet of Jubili, and with a shout of, "I'll see you next week! Have fun!" flew off into the wild blue yonder.

(Days later)

Bucky was busy with political business and was taking a brief sojourn from the Righteous Indignation, but he was looking forward to being off planet again. When the hare captain got aboard the ship a few days after Deadeye had dropped off his passengers, he noticed the duck smoking a cigar, his four arms folded over his chest. The gunner looked rather pleased with himself. Sitting at the pilot's helm, the duck alien blew out a smoke trial from his nostril holes, watching the stars go by once they were in the air again.

"Deadeye." Bucky greeted him with a sharp nod, his harsh eyes taking in the former corsair's expression of contentment then noticing two things. One, the lack of the heart of the team, Willy. And another, the lack of Jenny the brains. He stared at the travel logs, a slight grin crossing his muzzle at where his ship had been last. "Jubili, eh? Nice choice. Aren't they having-?"

He begun to ask but was cut off by Deadeye's brief and to the point, "Yup." Deadeye blew out another smoke ring, "The All Nude Festival. Where anyone who wants to can run around naked and have some 'fun' in a back alley. But I think the kid's too much of a sweetheart for that. Nope. It'll be candle lit dinners, soft music, and a proper bed for that."

Bucky gave him a rare chuckle, "Is that so? Well, we'll have to make sure to give them an extra couple of days, won't we?"

Deadeye gave a grin with his eye closed, teeth clenched in excitement around his cigar, "Couple of days extension it is. Don't worry, those tickets are good for a full year. I just let the kids think it was for a week."

Bucky took his place at the captain's seat, eyes closed in amusement, "Those two won't want to 'let' him leave for a year."

Deadeye threw back his beak and laughed up roaringly, "And that! My good captain! Is the beauty of it!"

Meanwhile…

Willy's face was a burning red. Not just because of the naked felines behind him, staring out at the same thing he was. But because he was buck-naked. And covering his masculine shame as best as he could. The Aniverse's laws of physics had a strange effect on his growth. He had never been a particularly 'gifted' human, but overnight he had all but doubled in size for his manhood. By his current age, it when limp laid close to his inner thigh and was big enough to impale any female who thought she could handle him.

His choice of sexual partners was extremely limited, which when he had been undergoing bizarre fits of immense heat and excitement that left his head blank and his body surging, Jenny had undertaken the task of "alleviating" his pain. The first time it happened he had been only sixteen and Jenny had to instruct him on what to do during her "psychic healing." She called it that, but he didn't notice the usual gentle probe of her mind tickling his when she got atop his naked body, slick with sweat, and was completely naked himself. Having never gone through sex-ed, he was entirely innocent. Which made Jenny's "healing" more effective. She had told him, while giving him something she called a "Sensory Mammary Overlord Pleasure Resonance" that this healing would require repeated, frequent, constant administration during his painful fits.

She seemed so tragically undone by the end of it. What with taking in all of his pain. Screaming so loud even that through her psychic barrier, blocking all sound from the outside, the crew could hear it. Her streaming tears, the drool that poured from her mouth, and the "Clear Poison" she had milked from his shaft drooling out of her gaping womanhood.

Willy had been horrified at the end of the terrifying ordeal. Jenny had been out of it for nearly five whole hours, and when he got her to wake up, claimed that the healing needed to be continued. He had acted like such a gentleman, begging her not to strain herself as she managed to get her body atop him. His flesh-serpent seethed with rage against her core. A furry white mound with dripping folds, both sticky from his gushing "poison" and what she called the "Rejuvenating Juices" that helped soothe his rod. The healing had continued all throughout the night. Eventually Felicia had learned of Jenny's sessions and had offered her own healing to Willy.

The human youth had tried to tell them that he could deal with the pain himself. He had seen how much "pain" he had caused Jenny. Even though he had been racked with the "healing joy" that she told him would engulf him after a session, he was still worried about her for taking in his pain. Jenny had assured him that for her the process was a minor ordeal. Rather blissful actually. Her training and mastery over her mind allowed her to focus entirely on healing him, ignoring her own pain. He hadn't believed her, but she had insisted and told him of the horrors that would befall him were he not to let her heal him. From the dreaded Blue Balls of All Crushing Agony where she warned him that he would be rolling on the ground from pain, to the horrifying Super Stiff Stick Piercing Pain where he'd be extremely uncomfortable wearing any clothes for any reason.

Both she and Felicia had to heal him. It was the only way to stop the pain.

Cut forward to now, and he was unsure of how to proceed, staring out through the blinds as the parade of carnality progressed. Couples were flocking in throngs throughout the streets. From the high-rise hotel window, he watched the parade from it looked like a thousand tiny multicolor ants were gathering in entire groups. The sound of jubilant music would continue through most of the day and all throughout the night. The party and therefore the orgy would continue until the end of the week.

"T-think we should go outside and join them?" Willy swallowed, trying to ignore Felicia and Jenny behind him.

They were grinding their breasts against his back in such a way as to indicate their intimate interest in beginning their own acts of lustful coitus. He had since realized what the Healing had truly been and was thus blushing as red as a Beetlegesian Berseker Baboon when furious.

"Ready Willy?" They asked in synchronized purrs, the amazing duality of their voices as one alerted Willy to the danger that both were about to put him through.

With no choice but to go forward, he nodded quickly and they each placed a hand on his shaft. Felicia touched the scrotum, Jenny the shaft. Their paws glided over the surface of his flesh like silk moving across the face of a child. They were gracefulness and sensuality in motion, a perfect movement akin to the most moving solos done by Aniverse kind. One could write songs about their kind of movement. The sheer perfection of which was utterly unparalleled. This was made even more impressive by the link that they shared with him. Three minds fully linked, each coordination was done in rhythm to the beating music.

"Feel the beats in my head~!" The music begun to play and kicked up as they slid around him.

Each paw linked with his own hands and twirled him about. Three minds moved, thought, felt, and sensed the same. Each orgasmic beat brought with it a wave of sensation to the overwhelmed Willy. His only choice, the only one he had ever had the moment he begun to fall in love with Jenny and Felicia, had been to delve into the music and come out stronger.

Grinding their bodies against him as one, Jenny and Felicia sandwiched his cock between their furry forms, their breasts and snatches sliding up and down as the beat filled their head. With his contacts, Willy saw only their eyes mixing and matching as they moved with him. Their hands alternated between tugging on his cock. Green and blue endless and replaying in a sea of pleasure.

"Feel the beats in our heads~!" They whispered, and the music filled him down to his core.

Pummeling their way through the insecurities and embarrassment, the only thing they left behind was the need to pleasure them. Whirling about to the music, they dance-fucked with him, grinding their bodies up and down, first their breasts, then their rears, their tails, their hands, their mouths, their bodies. The beats played endlessly as he moved with them, letting them move him and then moving them in turn.

The music beat harder, the party was reaching a new crescendo of rolling orgasmic beauty. Jenny was on top of his face, Felicia bobbing her head over his crotch. With his hands helping Jenny lock into place, he plunged into her depths. Every nook and cranny of her innards was found and torturously teased by his agile tongue, bringing her to a high, a low, a plateau, and a peak.

The apex of her pleasure was being with the one she had come to treasure beyond all possible rationality. Jenny had always loved and cared for Willy. At first, she looked after him the most. Over time that affection evolved to appreciation, then attraction, and finally love and desire.

The beats in their heads grew in volume and pulse, the banging and clamoring reaching an absolute fever pitch. The cousins alternated between licking, sucking, caressing, tit-fucking, hotdogging, and rubbing both their snatches against his shaft. Completely caught in their pace, there was little he could do but fall in line. Trying to match the struggle only brought with it a sense of mad, total euphoria to his senses. This rampaging wave of madness was akin to a great surge of water, each splash of the tide engulfing him further and further in.

Sink or swim, Willy DuWitt. And he was going to swim with the tide. Spinning about, he lifted Jenny up, Felicia mewling in surprise before she yelped as her cousin was rammed hard on the towering obelisk of flesh before her. Inch by inch, the flesh-rod speared her in a manner as to utterly impale her, bulging through the seam of flesh in a deprived and even deviant way. His hips moved in motion to the music that infected the air.

"Beats…in…my…head!" he repeated the lyrics being sang by a variety of singers.

His eyes opened wide when he felt their psychic link triple the pleasure held by all. Felicia kissed each cum sphere as they clapped against Jenny's rear. The slap of furry flesh meeting unfurred flesh was less of a clapping noise and more of a soft smacking noise. Like a pillow being whacked by a hand sending out a cloud of soft dust.

The music begun to slacken the beat, letting the wave of delight slow enough for the party to catch its breath. For Willy, the lull hastened his own pleasure. He was a beast when he got sufficiently motivated, and for him, he was motivated as hell right now! Each rhythmic beat brought new desire with it, doubling, tripling, quadrupling his interest in his two feline partners. Rocking his hips, he pushed Jenny against a wall, using both hands to brace himself as he swayed and thrust his hips forward.

Bang, bang, bang~! Boom, boom, boom~! As the music's speed picked up again, so did Willy's powerful fucking. Felicia clutched against one leg, looking up in awe as her cousin's body swayed and bounced above her. Drips of juice spilled out like a river as Jenny let loose a howl from both her mouth and her mind. Her eyes glowed green with pure power. Psychic bolts of energy surged and crackled along her furry frame, letting her hair stand on end from the electric mind-voltage. The sound of thunder shook the hotel room. Moving with the groove, Willy held Jenny's legs up above her shoulders, her feline dexterity let her give a Full Nelson as his cock bulged at the very root.

His balls churned and grumbled eagerly, Felicia sucking on one then the other in total synchronization with the music. As the crescendo was reached, his balls bulged at the same time, and the veins of his shaft trembled. Seed spilled up like the course of a rampaging river, up through the full length of his rod, and were pumped with wet gloppy sounds directly into Jenny's womanhood. Her tongue hung out as the music slowly died down. Willy's thrusts lessened as he mixed the juices of her womanhood and his own seed around in a cocktail.

Letting go with a hand, he held her in place, suspended with a leg dangling down while his other hand held its twin in the air. He let her go and gently put her on the bed, turning to Felicia who swallowed at seeing how his meat-rod was still throbbing and hard. She touched a paw to his balls, weighing them up and down, nodding weakly as they were still gigantically full and very plump.

"Shall I relieve you of the pain, Willy~?" She asked.

He rubbed the back of his head in bashful embarrassment at the coquettish tone she took, "W-well…If you wouldn't mind…Whoa!"

She slammed into him, the weight of her connection made Jenny's hips twitch, a fresh orgasm rocking her body from the feeling of pleasure that filled her when Felicia rocked her hips atop Willy's own. She impaled herself at her own pace, bouncing up and down when the beats in their head picked up once more. Each powerful ride brought with it a sense of maddening pleasure. When the music changed to a more exotic and vibrant desert style sound, the entire hotel begun to rock rapidly as the music filling their heads brought a new sense of pleasure.

Holding him down, Felicia pushed her lips against his, her tongue playing with his own dominantly and letting him know that unlike Jenny she preferred to be the dominant one in bed. Holding him there, her rough tongue scraped against his, the hooks on its surface playfully grinding in a manner to let him know that he belonged to her and Jenny. Felicia's hips jack-hammered up and down, plowing Willy's own and making his head spin. He stared into her eyes and saw infinity, their gaze turning into a spiral of absolute hypnotism. Pumping her body to match the tempo, Felicia had him act as her dick throne. His hands on her waist. When the music hit a particularly wild part, horns and trumpets playing with a fantastically smooth solo, she crossed her legs. His cock pummeling her womb and filling it with torrents of seed.

Lying back, the music died off as Willy snuggled with the two Feline Aniverse women, his eyes closing in utter exhaustion. He had a full week or several to get done with.

(Years later)

Willy smiled as he watched the rambunctious antics of a bunch of feline girls playing, rolling and jumping about. Their antics were a sight to behold, owing to how quickly they darted over each other and messed with one another. During the play fighting, he turned around to face his two wives. Felicia and Jenny had swollen stomachs once more, and both were looking at him with expectant eyes.

"You two know we can't do too much with the new babies due soon, right?" he asked.

Jenny cooed at him, "I know, but I don't mind~"

"Neither do I!" confirmed Felicia, fluttering her blue eyes at him-

He rubbed the back of his head with a wry grin, nodding, "Right. Well…I guess we can have some fun then." Calling the children in to have them nap, he walked back into his house with his twin wives at his side.