My name is Jamie, and I'm a horny oryx. One bright and beautiful morning I was warnding around the desert, looking for something to drink. I looked around at all the other beautiful animals, seeing a sexy young camel who made my oryx balls fill with a hot, steamy desire to discharge. But really, that camel was nothing. I was looking for Noah.

Noah is a strong, noble goat with a rippled physique and balls the size of walnuts. Yesterday as I was wandering around looking for something to rub my dick on, I saw him, and instantly got hard. His throbbing muscles pulsated as he walked towards me, flashing a sexy grin and looking rather sly and cagey.

"Hey there Jamie," he said, playing it up like Troy McClure. "I'm having a party on my yacht tomorrow... a swinger's party."

"I love swinging!" I exclaimed. "My fantasy is to lie there going back and forth as a hundred guys pound me up the ass! I mean, I already have the gift."

"Well great then," smiled Noah. "We're certainly looking for gifted individuals for this party! Just be sure to bring a female companion."

"WHAT?!" I shouted, angered and confused.

"You do understand what swinging is," said Noah, "don't you?"

"Isn't it when you lie in a harness that swings back and forth with your asscheeks spread for easy penetration and a bunch of guys get in a line and pound you up the ass one by one?"

"Oh jesus christ no!" groaned Noah, reeling off to the side and covering his mouth with his forelimb as if he were about to hurl. "It's a wife swapping party."

"Awwwwwww," I moaned. "Well I'm gay so I don't have a wife. Can I come anyway?"

"Nope," snapped Noah, "sorry, that's the one rule. You have to bring a wife, girlfriend, female friend, or acquaintance of the opposite gender. Or perhaps if you really want to you can bring a tranny, at least there's some demand for that sort of thing. Just don't show up alone."

"Right!" I shouted with glee. "Well, see you there?"

"Yep. Remember... DON'T COME ALONE!"

--

I arrived at the party dressed in drag per Noah's instructions. His yacht sucks. The entire thing is up on blocks and not even out floating on the ocean. What the hell was this guy thinking? The whole thing looks as if he built it himself. It's ugly, misshapen, and looks like if he ever tried to put it out on the ocean it would sink. And look at that massive gangway all the way up to the deck! If I were designing that thing I'd just put some gigantic doors in the side. I mean, that's how I've always seen Noah's Ark depicted. Not as if the thing needs to float... it's a giant boat out in the middle of the desert.

The line to get into this place is huge. And people are staring at me. There's a nice pig couple behind me, and all they do is sit there and squeal. They're laughing at me. I'm sure of it. I keep trying to sneak a glance at them, but every time they catch me doing it they just start squealing again. I swear, if they don't stop that shit I'm going to be feasting on bacon. Slowly we trudge up the ramp, only to stop again with my two mortal enemies laughing behind my back.

At least the marmoset couple in front of me seems nice. Or perhaps they're just happy I haven't crushed one of them yet.

The pigs are at it again. What the hell do they find so funny? I turn around to face them only to find a pair of passenger pigeons standing behind the pigs laughing at me as well. I'm furious. Why am I the subject of ridicule? Is it because I came alone?

I near the front of the line. There's Noah. He sees me! Oh, my. He doesn't look happy.

"JAMIE!" he screams. "Seriously, what the fuck did I tell you? DON'T COME ALONE!"

"But I came as a tranny!" I explained. "I thought you didn't want to upset the ratio."

"Seriously, fella," says Noah, "you call yourself a tranny? With your oversize novelty genetalia?"

"That's normal for an oryx" I contine to explain.

"No, seriously it's not." says Noah, "Guy, I know what an oryx cock looks like. That's not it. Perhaps you're familiar with human genetalia. Well, that's what you're sporting. And take it from me, no human has a cock that large. And you're trying to call yourself a tranny because you've stretched a pair of panties around a minute fraction of its surface area? Seriously guy, you should get yourself checked out."

I feel disturbed by Noah's ignorance. My entire party vibe has been crushed. "Okay," I say, "I'll go."

"Finally!" squealed one of the pigs behind me.

I trudge off to the side of the gangway. I feel rejected, yet strangely aroused. I stare into the entrance longingly, watching as Noah admits the pigs into the party.

Nobody wants me, but my dick is ripping through my undersized panties as it throbs for some action. The line behind me shoves foward, blocking my entire view of the entrance.

And Noah's view of me. Hmm... I devise a cunning plan. Everyone is staring at the doorway, and to my left is a small window I could jump to. Too bad there's no way I could make that jump as an oryx. If only I were an orangutan.

But I'm entirely in control here. I decide to stop being an oryx. Now I'm an orangutan. I leap off the ground and reach out with my incredibly long arms, snagging the ledge and swinging myself up onto it. I slip my feet off the window sill and find myself amidst a large crowd of diverse animals who are all standing around making chit chat. Well, that was easy. Now I'm an oryx again. I wander into the party and begin to mingle.

--

"AN ORYX?" shouts a loud fattened hippo above the boisterous ambient noise. "You don't say!"

"Actually," I say cunningly, "I didn't say. You certainly know your obscure African antelope species."

"You sure are pretty," says the hippo before pirching a mug on his lower lip and dumping the contents into his mighty mouth, most of which manages to go down his throat. He glances on me with a glazed, booze-ridden look before asking "Are you sure you're really a lady?"

"Aww sweetie," I say, walking up to him to nuzzle my neck against his jaw and tusks. "Of course I'm a lady!"

"Well all right then," he says, "let's fuck!"

We wander out of the bar area of the yacht into one of the many private stalls. I begin pulling up my skirt.

"That sure is one misshapen vagina you have," says the hippo. "It almost looks like a dick!"

"That''s my clitoris," I coo.

"Oh!" screams the hippo. "Well then it shouldn't be hard to find!"

Thunder cracks outside and flashes down the hallway. The hippo rips of the shreds of panties I have remaining, exposing my large, erect, human-shaped penis. Hippo lips surround my cock as I feel his tongue bouncing my dick between his tusks.

--

"Harry Hippo!" shouted the silhouette of a goat-shaped figure. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Before I know what's happening, the hippo's lips are pryed away from my dick, his teeth accidently nipping the tip. The pain arouses me and I spooge a small amount of preejaculatory fluid.

"Harry Hippo!" shouts the shadow figure again. "Seriously, what were you doing?"

Harry Hippo stares up into the light with a confused, drunken glare. He squints his eyes and rubs his chin, then remarks "I was making love to a beautiful lady."

"THIS?!" shouts Noah. "This is what you call a lady?"

"She said she was a lady" remarked the hippo.

Noah shoved aside the drunken hippo and came storming up to me.

"Do you have any fucking clue what's going on?" he asked me.

"No?" I remarked.

"Look outside the fucking window," Noah said, pointing down the hallway.

I look and see torrential rains pouring into an ocean as far as the eye can see. Wait, what? Ocean? I thought we were in the middle of the desert.

"We're on a MISSION FROM GOD!" says Noah with a newly found crazy look in his eye. "I didn't want couples here for a swinger's party. I wanted them here to REPOPULATE THE EARTH."

"Oh really?" I remark, "Then why were you fine with me bringing a tranny here?"

"Oh for the love of God shut up and stop fucking with the plot progression," says Noah. "We're gonna be stuck here... together... for the next 40 days and 40 nights."

"Kind of like Lent?" I ask.

"What the fuck?" remarks Noah, "No, nothing like Lent. Shut up. Seriously."

--

I'm glad to see Noah finally likes my cock in his ass.

"Oh Jamie," he groans, "oh Jamie."

I feel a warm tingling sensation in my balls. I can't hold it back anymore.

"Jamie," shouts Noah, "DON'T COME ALONE!"

"Too late!" I scream as the floodgates open, pumping pints of spooge into Noah's rectum.

I sigh with relief. Pulling out, I begin to move to the side, but Noah turns around and starts licking the residual jizz off my cock.

"Your cum tastes so good, Jamie. So good..."

"So what's the situation with the big group orgy?" I ask. "I mean, that's how this has to end..."

"Oh, it's looking great Jamie. It's on the books for tonight, in eight hours. You just have to find something to do until then."

I proceed to masturbate for the next eight hours.

--

It's time for the orgy. Woohoo! I love big gay furry orgies.

The ferret fucks the newt as the porcupine jizzes into the dingo's mouth. The shrew is taking a shit down the muskrat's throat as the springbox springs up and down the jaguar's rectum. The parakeet rims the bear as the bear sucks off the hartebeest. The hamster and the gerbil go at it in a 69 while the jackal frenches the finch. The elephant has her way with the mandrill. The roebuck rages his way up the kinkajou's pooper as the chinchilla licks the genitals of a koala. The woodchuck chick chucks her jaws around the vicuna's balls as the puma pounces playfully on the pronghorn. The jeroba jives jeerfully in response to seeing a salamander sex up a seal. The ram rages raggedly in response to the hyena humping the hog. An alpaca assraping an armadillo angers the chameleon cocksucking a cougar. The newt nestling with a mongoose madens a mare molesting a gazelle. A pensive platypus weeps at the sight of a pig pillaging the ass of an alligator.

Out of nowhere Noah appears. He has a present for me: a swing! He hangs it from the ceiling and I throw myself into it. Noah and the hippo begin strapping my legs to the sides of the walls as I lay back with my asshole exposed for easy penetration. A line quickly materializes, and I see dozens of beautiful fur covered bodies with erect, throbbing cocks ready to pillage my rectum. Mmm, ass piracy. Now this is what I call a swinger's party... lulz.

"I love you guys", I say to them as we sink into a beautiful furry orgy.

--

THE END