Work of fan fiction
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The McClouds and the O'Hares
"Coming out of hyperspace now, Fox," the grey hare said from his console seat. The massive space vessel blipped into orbit above a purple-colored planet. The main landmass was shaped like a rabbit. The ship itself was an older model Cornerian Dreadnaught-Class Cruiser. A red stylized winged vulpine was emblazoned along the grey-paneled side. The logo identified the craft as The Great Fox; home-base of the legendary mercenary team Star Fox.
"Thanks, Peppy. Okay, R.O.B., get a read-out of the system," a young, orange-furred tod said as he unbuckled his safety harness. The rest of the crew followed suit before standing and stretching.
"Man, I can't wait to get some R'n'R!" groaned a blue feathered pheasant in a red flight suit. He raised his arms over his head and bent back until a few pops came from his spine.
"What? The last three weeks of doing nothing weren't enough for you, Falco?" snarked a pink she-cat in a yellow crop-top and blue jeans.
"Hard to get any of the 'Rest' part, Katt. Especially with the newlyweds aboard!" he sassed back, his beak curled into a teasing smirk.
"Oh hush," called a blushing blue vixen in a form-fitting blue catsuit. She walked towards the viewing window of the command deck. "Fox and I have simply been making up for lost time!" She slinked over to the tod and pressed herself firmly to his back. "Isn't that right, love?" she murred while her arms circled around his chest.
Fox shivered as his wife blew softly into his pointed ear. "Eeeerrrr... yeeeeaaaahhh... K-Krystal," he stammered. "Uhhhh.. R.O.B.? About that read-out?" he asked a boxy gold-colored robot off to the side.
"Intel-confirms-this-is-the-Aniverse, Fox. Calculations-were-correct. The-Great-Fox-is-currently-in-orbit-over-Designation: Warren. Population-is-mostly-lagomorphs. But-other-species-present-as-well," answered the mechanical member of the team.
"Neat!" piped a white-furred female spaniel wearing a sky-blue flight suit. "Maybe Peppy and Lucy have relatives down there!" she giggled.
The older hare chuckled and adjusted his small spectacles. "Sorry, Fay. Doesn't ring any bells."
"What else do you have, R.O.B.?" asked a lady lynx in a purple flight suit.
"Compiling-data... Planet-was-involved-in-a-system-wide-war. Conquered-and-freed-several-times. Ecosystem-suffered-period-of-severe-climate-change," the robot read off.
"Yeesh," muttered Falco. "Any good news?"
"Planet-originally-designated-as-a-vacation-spot-for-the-entire-system. Uploading-video..." R.O.B. replied. The menagerie of crew members watched as the view of Warren faded and was replaced by an advert from the planet's tourism bureau.
"Come to Warren," a soothing synthetic voice invited. "Thanks to the heroic efforts of S.P.A.C.E., we can guarantee we are completely toad-free! Return to our hundred-acre mini-golf course! Our pristine jogging tracks! Brave Carrot Country's new roller coaster: The Righteous Indignation! And don't worry, our beaches are still some of the most dazzling in the quadrant!" Falco was especially attentive as footage showed various does in skimpy beachwear at this portion of the playback.
"What do they have against toads?!" asked a short, plump, green amphibian in a yellow jumpsuit.
"Apologies, Slippy," said R.O.B. "The-war-involved-mammals-and-cold-blooded-forces. Toads-were-the- aggressors-for-most-of-the-period."
"Maybe we should find another place for a vacation?" offered Fox.
"C'mon, bro! We've been hyper-jumping for days! My tail feathers are flat!" groused Falco.
Slippy rubbed his fingertips together. "A-are toads banned from the entire planet?" he asked.
"Negative, Slippy," answered the robot. "There-are-no-species-specific-bans-instigated-anywhere-in-this-system. More-in-depth-analysis-reveals-majority-of-Toads-were-under-mind-control-for-the-duration-of-the-crisis. Their-home-planet-is-still-under-review-for-military-pardon, though."
"Weeeellll, I guess if everyone else needs a break..." Slippy said hesitantly.
"Oh, thank you, Slip!" yipped Fay. The canine-woman kissed the green mechanic between his large eyes.
The rest of the crew made similar gestures of affection towards their friend. Fox spoke up, "Okay, but remember; this is for ALL of us. Any trouble, we split. Understood?". Everyone nodded.
"Yeah, you bet, Fox!" said Falco. He turned to the toad. "Sorry, bud. Didn't mean to put you on the spot!"
"Awwww, he'll be fine. Miyu and I will cover him. Won't we, hon?" Fay asked the lynx.
Said lynx cracked her knuckles. "Damn right! Mess with one of us, you mess with all of us! Though, if you REALLY want to make it up to Slippy, why not settle it planet-side? Looked like there's a bunch of different ways to blow off some steam down there," Miyu commented.
"THAT I'd pay to see," giggled Katt. The entire team laughed, especially Slippy. He and Falco high-fived and began shooting challenges to each other.
"And Fox and I will check out the beach," the blue vixen said as her hand slipped into her husband's.
The tod's cheeks burned. "Krystal..." he growled under his breath. The vulpine goddess giggled as a particular image popped up in his head.
"It's smaller than that..." she whispered into his ear. Fox's tail stiffened in excitement.
Krystal's cerulean eyes sparkled as she scanned the shoreline. The travel promo didn't oversell it at all. The sands were pristine. The water was clear. The cry of gulls mixed with the occasional crash of waves. If it weren't for all the tourists, it would easily rival Cape Claw or the beaches of Cerinia. Her ear twitched at the laughter of several passing bunny kits. A soft smile crossed her muzzle. Hopefully her own pups would enjoy these sights as well someday.
The vixen let out a pleasant sigh. She lay stretched out on her stomach on top of a dark purple towel. Her head rested drowsily on her crossed arms. Her tail idly flipped from side to side. A beach bag with Cerinian markings sat on her left. On her right was a green towel embroidered with a white Star Fox logo. Krystal chirred as she waited for Fox to return with their drinks. Her hand went to her back to untie her bikini-top. She giggled internally. Krystal couldn't wait to see Fox's face when she asked for a second coating of sunscreen...
"Need some help, foxy chick?" asked a gruff voice. Krystal looked up. The person standing over her wasn't her husband; but an overly muscled, brown-furred buck in a purple speedo. A lecherous smile spread across his muzzle.
"No thank you," she said in the nicest way possible. The vixen didn't need her telepathy to know what this randy rabbit wanted. He flexed his biceps and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Krystal merely huffed, unimpressed. She tried to go back to people-gazing.
Undeterred, the hare knelt down in the sand next to her. "Awww, c'mon, babe. Don't be like that," he said. His eyes ran along her curvaceous form before settling on her exposed backside. Krystal was starting to regret the thong she had on. "Like your tats, foxy. You into some nature shit or something?" His hand hovered close to the white Cerinian swirl tattoo on her hip.
The vulpine looked over her shoulder at him. "Yes, some 'shite'," she replied annoyed. Her eyes narrowed. Her tail swatted away the approaching appendage. "Now, could you please move? You're blocking the sun. For both me and the entire coastline," Krystal snarked. She mentally cursed that her collapsed staff was at the bottom of her beach bag.
The hare frowned and stood back up. "Blue bitch," he cracked before stomping off. He didn't get far before a volleyball rocketed into his face. The brown buck was knocked head-over-heels and landed inside a deep trench some kits were digging.
"Hey mister, wanna get buried in the sand?!" one young, green-furred bunny girl excitedly asked. Immediately she and her siblings began dumping buckets of sand into the hole.
Krystal watched as the ball rolled to a stop near the fringes of her towel. "Oh drat, I was aiming lower!" called a woman's voice.
The vixen's eyes lit up at the approaching figure. A female feline sashayed across the surf. Her fur was snow white and gleaming. Her flowing mane of head-fur was a dark pink and reached down past her hips. Trailing behind her was a voluminous tail the same shade as her tresses. The she-cat wore a silver-colored micro sling-bikini that allowed the vixen to admire her hour-glass frame. Curiously, she wore a silver tiara with a large pink gemstone resting on her forehead. Her curves rivaled the vixen's own, yet Krystal could also sense there was strength and agility behind her as well.
"There you are!" the feline said as she recovered her volleyball. She rested the white sphere against her flared hip. "Hope you're okay, miss." Her emerald eyes sparkled while she flashed a toothy grin to Krystal.
The vixen retied her top and sat up. She returned the smile. "Yes, thanks. You saved me the trouble of dealing with that wanker personally. I AM on vacation after all," she tittered.
"I hear you. I'm on my honeymoon myself." The cat raised her hand to show off the gold and emerald rings on her middle finger. "Don't want anyone's good time spoiled," she giggled.
"Congratulations. I'm a newlywed too," Krystal imitated the cat by wiggling her own ring finger outward.
"He's a lucky man, Miss...," the feminine feline continued to grin.
"McCloud. Krystal McCloud," the vixen said her full name dreamily. "And what about you?" she asked the other woman
"Jenny. Jenny O'Hare," she replied. "I assume you know what that means," she said in tired anticipation.
Krystal tilted her head. Her pointed ear flickered. "No, sorry. I take it that's a big deal?" She held out a hand towards the green towel in invitation. She knew Fox wouldn't mind once he got back.
Jenny's eyebrows rose in surprise. She sat down next to the vacationing vulpine. "I guess you're not from around here. This is my husband's home-world. The whole planet thinks he's a hero. Though, he doesn't let it go to his head."
"I understand. Mine's the same way. He's saved entire star-systems and he still acts like my shy little pup," the vixen giggled.
Jenny smirked. "Sounds like someone I'd like to meet. Where are those boys of ours?" She looked up and down the beach. Nothing but hares of various fur colors and groupings as far as she could see.
Krystal suddenly looked over her shoulder and waved. Fox was walking towards her with two tiki-shaped cups in his hands. The vixen smirked when she caught a purr from Jenny behind her. The tod was wearing a modest pair of green swim trunks. A patch of white fur ran from his muzzle down to between his strong legs. His pecs and six-pack were on full display. A bushy tail wagged behind him when he registered his wife. His eyes were hidden by a pair of dark sunglasses.
"Not bad. Mine's right there," Jenny teased. The vixen saw that a green buck was walking alongside Fox. Krystal drank in the lapine male. Unlike the one from earlier, this one was slimmer, with a more gymnastic build. And she could appreciate the large bulge in his red beach-briefs. Like Fox, the hare was holding a pair of elaborate glasses in his hands. One was a margarita glass filled with some frozen orange concoction. The other was a tall hurricane-style glass. Inside was a fizzing pink liquid with a small parasol resting along the rim.
"Impressive," Krystal cooed. The two men stopped and smiled down at their wives.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, love," Fox said as he handed one of the tikis to Krystal. "Couldn't find one with your favorite berries in it. Hope blueberry passes." Despite his eyewear, Krystal giggled at his winking at her.
"We won't need them tonight, darling," she answered telepathically. Jenny's tail flipped. Her green eyes sparkled as she took in the orange tod.
"Same, Jen," apologized the hare. "I didn't find you at the courts. Should have known you'd finish the game quick." Jenny stood up and kissed her husband on the cheek while taking the pink drink from him.
"It's okay, Bucky," Jenny said with a smile. "I was just chatting with someone. This is Krystal," she introduced the vixen.
The hare gave the voluptuous vulpine a charming smile. Krystal allowed his pink eyes to politely roam over her. Her fur was a deep shade of blue, while her front was covered by a field of white that ran from her face to between her perfectly sculpted thighs. A few tribal markings along her arms and hips made her appear even more exotic. Her own beachwear was little more than a trio of strategically placed yellow triangles held in place by a thin gold thread. A red gemstone rested between the large white mounds of her chest. Her thong was pulled into a tight "V" over her crotch while two small knots rested at the corners of her hips. Her luxurious, white-tipped tail was sectioned off by several intricately carved gold bands. Like Jenny, Krystal's forehead was bejeweled with a ruby held by a string of white pearls encircling her head. Bucky toasted the vixen, then kissed his own wife.
"Krystal, this is my husband, Bucky." She faced the green hare. "And it seems you already know her companion."
"Yeah," Bucky said. "We traded a few stories while we waited in line. Nice to meet a fellow freedom fighter." The hare held out his free hand and Fox took it to shake.
"Well, not quite," Fox replied. He sat down next to his wife on the purple towel. "More like a free-lancer. But I'm not about to let anyone mess with my home system!" He nuzzled the vixen's cheek, making her laugh.
"Goodness, where are my manners," tittered Krystal. "Fox, this is Jenny. She and Bucky had the same idea we had about getting away from it all!"
The tod gave Jenny a pleasant smile. Jenny felt his eyes travel along her body, but she didn't mind. She teasingly ran her fingertip along the rim of her glass while eyeing him herself. Fox and Krystal both invited the other couple to sit on the sand.
Jenny and Bucky lowered themselves onto Fox's towel, facing the two vulpine. The feline raised her drink between them. "Well, here's to a wonderful vacation for all of us!"
"To peace in the Aniverse and Lylat," Fox and Krystal chimed in. Three glasses joined Jenny's and clinked together. All four furs drank while trading knowing smirks between them.
While they enjoyed their drinks, the couples shared stories about their respective adventures. They were surprised how much they had in common: saving whole planets, dealing with universal crises, all while supposedly understaffed and unequipped.
Krystal noted that Jenny seemed to be holding back several times. Her mind also felt a sensation she hadn't felt in years. Something similar to when she was far from the only Cerinian left in existence.
"Anyone up for a game?" asked Jenny as she held up her volleyball.
"Boys vs. Girls?" teased Fox. His wife gently elbowed him in the ribs.
"Nonsense, darling! Let's at least make it FAIR!" Krystal yipped. "Talk is one thing. I for one, would like to see our new friends in action! What say you, Mrs. O'Hare?"
"Challenge accepted, Mrs. McCloud," Jenny purred. Bucky and Fox both rolled their eyes but smiled. Their wives hastily pulled them to their feet and dragged them to an open court.
As they played, both couples took time to appreciate how well the other side worked together. Serving diving, passing, striking; each side worked to win. When by some miracle, the white sphere got through, there was no yelling or arguing. Only laughs and congratulations were shared.
The vixen's tongue rolled over her lips. Her initial appraisal of Jenny was spot on. The white-furred goddess was as fast, strong, and nimble as any Cerinian, if not more so. It was also incredible how she kept her swimsuit in place as she dashed up and down the court. While there was no comparison to Fox, Bucky WAS an impressive specimen too. He was quick and agile, not to mention an impressive jumper. Several times he leapt clear above the net to keep it in the visitors' territory. "Lots of room in the hips, bunny-boy," she growled softly.
"His wife's kinda hot too. Reminds me of Katt," Fox mentally snarked. Krystal grinned.
"Well done, but now's not the time my love. Focus on the present," the vixen chided telepathically. Krystal ran her tail under the tod's chin. She always enjoyed it when he stumbled through their mental bond. It was good practice for when she'd teach the pups.
Jenny's green eyes narrowed during the game. Her forehead gem shimmied. "Seems our foxy friends have an edge they're not sharing," she said to herself. It made her blink out for a moment. Despite her matrimonial vows, Jenny was still bound to other, deeper commitments. They were the only barrier between herself and the man she loved.
"Look out, Jen!" shouted Bucky. The feline was pulled from her introspection to see Krystal strike the volleyball from over the net and send it hurtling towards her. Instinctively, Jenny crossed her arms in front of her face. The ball popped in mid-air and plopped down in the sand.
"What the heck happened?!" exclaimed Fox. He and Krystal jogged around to inspect the deflated ball.
"Uhhhh... I guess we were too rough on it!" Jenny answered lamely. Bucky shrugged. He was used to random things happening around his wife. He didn't complain, though. Often there was some sort of benefit to it.
Krystal eyed the feline. "Hey, you know, I'm feeling hot!" the vixen said. She fanned herself with one hand and tugged at her bikini stings with the other. "Let's all go for a swim!"
Jenny trembled. "In... in the water?". A green hand rubbed her shoulder, making her purr.
"It's okay, Jenny. If you want to just call it a day..." Bucky soothed his wife's nerves. A smirk suddenly spread across the hare's muzzle. He scooped Jenny up in his arms and carried her bridal-style towards the rolling surf. "See? Now you don't have to worry about getting too wet!" he laughed.
"OOOOHHHH! You hares! Always thinking about one thing!" Jenny teased. She leaned in and rubbed noses with her husband.
Fox smiled and held out his own arms. "You're Arwing awaits, madam!" he said. Krystal returned his smile, but instead, stood behind him with her hands on his broad shoulders.
"I have a better idea..." she whispered sensually in the other vulpine's ear. Fox shivered despite the heat of the beach. The vixen tittered and pushed herself upward. Fox yelped as his wife jumped onto his shoulders. Her thighs squeezed gently around his neck to keep from slipping. "To the sea, young CloudRunner!" she mock-ordered. Her tail playfully slapped his firm buns.
"Yes, ma'am!" Fox replied eagerly and hustled after Bucky and Jenny.
The couples stood side-by-side in waist-high water. Jenny clung to Bucky's chest and mewed when a wave splashed against them.
Krystal laughed while Fox did his best to keep himself upright in the surf. The vixen astride him raised her arms over her head and chirred from the salty spray from a breaker. "The view is gorgeous up here!" she shouted to the other woman. "Why not give it a try, Jenny?"
It took a little finagling, but soon the she-cat was perched on her husband's strong shoulders. "Hhhhmmm, you're right, Krystal. This IS better!" A mischievous grin spread across her muzzle. "How about we try a new game. Think you can take me, foxy?" the feline challenged.
The blue goddess flexed her biceps. "Bring it on, kitty! CHARGE!" she yelled to Fox. The two men waded towards each other; their hands squeezing their wives' respective thighs.
Soon, Jenny and Krystal were giggling like schoolgirls while they grappled atop their husbands. At the same time, a more private duel was happening in their minds.
"You're telepathic?"
"Among other things."
"Just you or your people?"
"Whole planet."
"Does he know?"
"He knows I'm special. Yours?"
"Told him everything."
"I envy you."
"He's hot. And you're a goddess."
"You're an angel. And he's a stud. Open marriage?"
"With friends. Will you be my friend?"
"He good?"
"Best in the entire system. Your bunny?"
"Hare. And I've never heard a fox complain afterwards."
"I've gotten rave reviews from cats on both sides."
"We have a bungalow on the other side of the resort. Adults only. Not kits or cubs allowed. Interested?"
"Absolutely!"
"Gotcha!" Jenny yelled out loud. The feline swiped at Krystal's bosom. In her hands she held up the vixen's bikini top.
Krystal blushed with one arm across her chest. "OOOOOOOO! You sneaky pussy!" she yelled. The vulpine launched herself off Fox and tackled Jenny from Bucky's shoulders. Both women splashed into a cresting wave.
Bucky and Fox stared at each other for a minute. "Competitive, isn't she?" asked the lapine.
"You don't know the half of it," replied the vulpine. They turned to watch Jenny and Krystal thrash around in the water.
"She's amazing, I gotta say," Bucky admitted. Fox smirked and shrugged in agreement. Jenny emerged from under the water, her soaked mane covering her eyes. Krystal sprang up from behind, her blue nipples standing up from her damp chest floof.
"Let's see how you like it!" shouted the damp vixen. She held Jenny in front of the men and pulled aside the silver bands of her bathing suit. The cat's white mounds bounced free. "What do you say, boys? Like these big kitties?!"
Fox lifted his sunglasses in admiration. "And your wife's incredible, if you don't mind my saying!" he growled. Bucky just stared in silent agreement. Jenny spun around, unfazed by being exposed, and dunked Krystal's head underwater. The men watched the cat's pink tail and white ass cheeks jiggling back and forth. The vixen's tail churned the ocean into a froth.
A sharp whistle blew overhead. "HEY! Knock it off over there! There are kids on the beach!" a lifeguard shouted. The two women froze in place. They were currently grappling with their breasts squished together while more waves crashed around them.
"Guess the fun's over," groaned Bucky. He saw Krystal's top floating in the surf and snatched it up. He handed it back to the vixen. Blushing like a kit, she took it and began retying the garment in place over her breasts. Jenny took the time to readjust her own skimpy attire and get her hair out of her eyes.
"Who says it's over?" asked the feline when she was finished. She and Krystal gave their husbands a matching devious look.
"Fox, darling, Jenny and I had a little chat while you were enjoying the show. You know how we couldn't get a room at the resort? Well, our new friends MIGHT be willing to share..." Krystal chirred while rolling her tongue over her lips.
Bucky stared at his wife. "Jen...?" he asked confused.
The she-cat slinked forward and hugged her hare. She drew over his bare chest with a fingertip. "You were so distracted, Bucky. Come on, there's plenty of room in the bungalow. And I know how much you enjoy fox with your... kitty," she purred.
"Krystal?" Fox locked eyes with the vixen while she pressed her nose to his.
"Don't you want to see how much like Katt she really is, my love?" the blue vixen cooed. Under the water her hand drifted over the front of his tightening trunks. "Seems SOMEONE does..."
The couples returned to the beach to collect their things. Bucky and Fox carried most of the load: towels, a cooler, a pair of beach chairs, and the like. Krystal hung her beach bag off her shoulder. Jenny had wrapped a pink sarong around her waist to create some sense of modesty for herself. The feline had a similar bag to the vixen's, only without the tribal markings.
Bucky and Jenny led their new friends along the surf for a bit. Both couples held hands intimately as they enjoyed their walk. Fox and Krystal's tails were entwined the whole way. Eventually they reached a roped off section of the beach.
NO KITS BEYOND THIS POINT! a red sign declared. The buck on guard duty took one look at Krystal and Jenny and quicky pulled the ropes aside and allowed them to pass.
"Should have come here!" snarked Fox as he eyed their new surroundings. This part of the beach was clearly a "clothing optional" area of the resort. Bucks and does frolicked in and out of the sea without the hinderance of modesty.
"But then you wouldn't have run into US!" laughed Jenny. They continued on until they reached a series of faux-grass huts. Bucky produced a key from his wife's satchel and unlocked the door. He held out an arm, inviting his guests inside.
Fox scooped Krystal in his arms and carried her over the threshold. "Must you do that every time?" she giggled.
"Yes," he replied with a grin before kissing her. He set the blue goddess down. Krystal noted that her feet rested on a plush carpet instead of rough sand.
Bucky and Jenny followed behind them with their arms entwined. "I hope this is satisfactory," said Jenny mischievously.
The two vulpine were taken aback but the décor. The grass walls were covered with pictures of hares engaging in various acts of carnality. Some showed intimate couples in the act while others depicted piles of rutting bunnies. One or two pictures were of a single doe getting pleasured by a harem of bucks and vice versa.
A blushing Krystal looked over the rest of the room. A few pieces of furniture were set about: a modest dresser, a vanity, and a minibar and kitchenette. A few suitcases sat closed near a closet. Off to the side was an open doorway to a small bathroom with a tub and shower. A viewscreen was on the far wall facing the bed.
The bed itself was clearly the main attraction. The mattress was the largest the vixen had ever seen, easily able to hold several couples at once. The frame was sturdy with four posts holding up a silky white canopy. The sheets were a dark red while several large pillows rested against the elaboarate headboard.
"By the gods!" mumbled the vixen. "We'd never see the beach if we had a room like this!" she thought to her husband.
"Wow!" was all Fox could say. "This is incredible!" he commented.
"Glad you both approve," purred Jenny. She faced Fox and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Now, let's see those peepers, Foxy-Boy!" The feline lifted the male vulpine's shades from his face and gazed into his deep green eyes. "Why, Mr. McCloud, you are a looker!" Jenny giggled before pressing her lips to his long muzzle.
"HMMMPPH!" Fox was taken aback by Jenny's boldness. A familiar titter in the back of his head put him at ease. His own arms encircled Jenny and he pulled her closer. His long, smooth tongue caressed Jenny's warm, sand-papery tongue. A tingling ran from the back of his throat all the way to the tip of his thick tail.
Krystal gave Bucky a hungry look. "My turn, rabbit!" The vixen sprang forward, almost knocking the green buck backwards. The hare regained his footing to ensnare Krystal and their lips met in a heated kiss.
"HHHHHMMMMM" the vixen hummed inside their shared orifice. Krystal's long tongue swirled inside Bucky's mouth. She found the tase rather enjoyable. Perhaps the only downside was the lack of mental bonding she engaged in with Fox.
"You need to teach him. It's incredible!" she thought to Jenny. Her hands ran down the hare's back and grabbed two handfuls of his red-covered rear. She murred feeling his tight cheeks and large, soft cottontail.
"Can't talk! Your husband is checking my tonsils!" the she-cat answered playfully.
Bucky's hands roamed over Krystal's back, stroking her heavenly fur. She chirred as he massaged the joint where her tail connected to her spine. Eventually, he cupped and squeezed her ripe ass-cheeks.
"OH!" the vixen yipped. "Mr. O'Hare! You certainty know how to treat a lady!" she cooed. Her fingertips ghosted over the large tent pitched in his briefs.
"Glad to be of service, ma'am. And it's 'Bucky', please," he said through a wide grin. The lapine leaned in for another kiss.
Krystal wiggled her nose against his. "I'm 'Krystal'. And by the end of the night, it'll be the only word you'll know!" she said. Her hand dipped down to caress the bulge in Bucky's red briefs. He replied with a low moan of approval.
Jenny broke her kiss with Fox to let out a sensual yowl. The orange tod buried his face against her neck and began kissing and nipping at the pristine fur of her neck.
"Ah! B-by the Sisters!" gasped Jenny. Her hands raked the orange fur of Fox's back. "S-so good!" Her knees trembled while Fox held her in his strong arms. The feline felt something poke her inner thigh. She pushed Fox away.
"S-something wrong, Jenny?" asked the vulpine male.
"Yes, Fox. I'm feeling rather overdressed. Aren't you, Krystal?" she slyly asked the other woman.
"Oh my, yes. These clothes are absolutely STIFLING!" the vixen commented.
She slid from Bucky's arms to stand next to Jenny at the foot of the bed. Eyeing their respective husbands, the pair teasingly played with their swimsuits. Bucky and Fox stared wide-eyed; their mouths hung open thistly.
Krystal smirked as she reached behind her back and tugged at the knot between her shoulder blades. Her bikini-top dropped to the ground. She cupped her white mounds and rolled them in small circles. "Have a better look, boys. No waves or pesky lifeguards to get in the way now!" she laughed.
The hare and tod's eyes followed the bouncing bosom of the vixen. Her dark blue nipples poked up from the snow-white fluff of her chest.
"Not bad. But I think mine are better!" said Jenny. The men's gaze drifted over as the she-cat peeled her sling-bikini off her shoulders and let it shimmy down her voluptuous frame. When the silver garment reached her ankle, Jenny casually kicked it aside. The only thing the feline had on was her jeweled tiara. The pink gemstone seemed to be irradiating a soft, pink light.
Jenny gave a Cheshire cat grin as three sets of eyes wandered over her body. She stood poised on the carpet with a hand on her flared hip. Her thick tail flipped up and down. She idly flipped her now-dry pink locks aside. Her face was beaming, her large breasts capped off by a pair of matching nipples, and her stomach was toned and flat. Between her strong thighs was a small patch of pink pubic fur. Just underneath was the feline's flush flower.
The Aldebaran beauty looked over at Krystal. "I think it may be a tie. What say you, dear?" she asked the vivacious vixen.
"By the Krazoa!" mumbled an entranced Krystal. She slinked over and wrapped her arms around Jenny. "You ARE a goddess!" she said before planting her lips against the she-cat's.
Instantly, the two women became entwined. Their tongues dueled inside their mouths. Their hands roamed over fields of soft, warm fur. Both chirred as their nipples poked against each other. Krystal's tail caressed Jenny's pink appendage in a sensual dance.
"HHHHHHMMMMMM" came from their locked lips. Unconsciously, the pair slide down onto the floor, never once breaking their kiss.
"You taste exquisite!"
"You're incredible!"
"Someone feels left out..."
The feline and vulpine gazed upward and smiled. Bucky and Fox stood over their wives. Both males had their hands in their suits and were tugging at themselves.
"Fair's fair, guys!" snarked Jenny. "Off with the shorts!"
"Indeed!" yipped Krystal excitedly. Her tail waved in the air. "I want to see that big, juicy carrot you have, Bucky love!"
Fox and Bucky gripped their respective waistbands and pulled down their swimsuits. It was the ladies' turn to drool as the males presented themselves.
Bucky's baby-maker bounced free from his briefs. The dark red penis stood proudly from his body at ten-inches-long and over an inch thick. Below the pulsing shaft was a green, fuzzy scrotum with a pair of heavy testes resting inside. Fox's member was a similar shade of red. His cock was slightly smaller at nine-inches-long. However, his was thicker and a knot was slowly forming at the base of his shaft.
Jenny and Krystal laughed and lunged towards their husbands with their mouths open wide. The men gasped as their penises were engulfed by their respective wives.
"AH! Oh... Oh Jenny!" moaned Bucky. He closed his eyes in bliss from Jenny's familiar tongue running over his shaft. His green hand dipped into her pink locks and held on. Jenny purred when she felt her husband's flared tip poke the back of her throat.
"Yeah! Yeah! K-Krys... Krystal!" Fox panted. The vixen's head was a blur as she bobbed up and down his member. A soft slurping came from the tod's crotch. Krystal's lips formed a tight seal around his cock. Her tongue flickered over his pee slit. The blue vulpine's tail thumped on the carpet. A soft moan came from her throat. One hand was buried inside her now-damp bikini panties.
"Cum for me, Fox! I'm so parched!" she mentally begged her mate. Krystal wrapped her tongue around the tod's shaft and pressed her muzzle against his waist. Fox grabbed her behind her pointed ears and thrust widely into her mouth.
"J-Just a... a little more, Jen!" hissed Bucky. His own hips pumped forward to meet the feline's warm mouth.
"HMM! HHHMMM! HHHHHHMMMM!" was all Jenny could muster while sucking his thickness.
"Ah! AH! Krystal! I'm... I'm gonna..." yipped Fox. "AAAAAHHHHHH!" his cry mixed with the hare's standing next to him.
The kneeling feline and vulpine ceased their oral assault on their husbands. Jenny and Krystal relaxed their throats and let their mouths fill with salty goodness. The she-cat glanced over at the vixen and fought to not laugh. Krystal's cheeks had puffed out from Fox's essence. Without a word, they freed the men's organs and faced each other. A second later, they resumed kissing each other.
Jenny and Krystal shared their men's seed inside their mouths. The she-cat's tail frizzled at the new flavor on her lips. The blue bombshell was equally pleased at the other fur's juices. The vixen murred as she wrapped her arms around Jenny and held her close. Their tongues swirled over each other's lips. A deluge of saliva and spunk dribbled down their chins and between their heavy cleavage.
"A treat on me!"
"Likewise. Tell me if he's tasty enough."
"Delicious! Fox?"
"Fantastic!"
"Don't mind us!" snarked Bucky. He and Fox remained standing over the pair of goddesses on the floor. They were rapidly stroking their still-rigid cocks, ready to fire another round.
Jenny pulled Krystal to her feet. "Bedtime, Blue!" she laughed. With a soft push from the cat, the vixen fell backward onto the bed. Her head rested on a large pillow near the headboard. Her limbs lay spread eagle on the mattress. Her large breasts rose and fell. Her hand dipped between her elegant legs. She cooed as two fingers caressed her damp thong. Her tail waved invitingly to her audience.
"Go on, Fox. Enjoy your wife!" Jenny said. Fox nodded and climbed onto the bed. He slowly made his way towards Krystal. His tail was flagged high in the air. His nostrils flared as the spicy scent of the vixen wafted in the air. His green eyes locked onto her with a hungry stare. She chirred and gave him a teasing, coy grin in return.
The tod slowly kissed his way up his mate's body. Krystal let out a titter as he kissed and licked her dainty, clawed toes. Her breath came in short gasps when he started kissing her ankles and along her toned thighs. A soft growl came from Fox when he reached her pelvis. He nuzzled over her flared hips before taking the gold strings of her thong in his teeth and pulling the knot undone. Krystal moaned as he peeled away the damp clothing from her loins. He tossed her panties over his shoulder and faced her treasure. Fox gave her vulva a short, quick lap of his tongue, making the vixen's blue fur frazzle in all directions. Krystal barely had time to recover before Fox continued up her sculpted body. He kissed every inch of her: teasing her navel, nuzzling between her breasts, and giving each tit a gentle lick and nip of his teeth.
While this was going on, Bucky stood behind Jenny, his hands performing an exploration of their own. The she-cat purred as he buried his nose in her massive pink mane. The hare massaged her shoulders before wrapping around and cupping her large breasts. Jenny mewed as his cock bisected her buns and poked under her tail. The hare nuzzled and kissed her cheek.
"Ah... B-Bucky...!" she moaned. She guided one of his hands between her thighs. "I'm so hot right now..." she whispered. He lightly tweaked her ridged teat.
"Don't you want to watch a little more?" he teased before nipping at her neck. His fingers dipped into her labia. A trickle of juices ran down her thigh.
"FFFFFFOOOOOOOXXXXXX!" came from the bed. Krystal had wrapped her arms around her husband's neck and locked her ankles around his waist. The tod lowered himself atop his vixen and entered her depths. Their long tails slowly entwined.
"No!" hissed Jenny. She spun around, grabbed Bucky by the shoulders and flipped him so that he landed next to the enraptured vixen on the bed.
"Whoa, Jen!" The hare barely had time to shout before the Aldebaran angel had straddled him between her legs. The feline gave a mischievous grin as she gripped his wrists and pinned him to the bed.
"'Whoa' nothing, let's buck, Fucky!" she laughed. Jenny lifted her hips and lined her cunny directly over her husband's hard-on. Without a second though, she impaled herself on Bucky's thickness.
"RRRRREEEEEE-OOOOOWWWW!" the she-cat yowled in ecstasy. The hare's member eased into her depths. Bucky winced as her inner muscles tightened around him.
"JJJJJEEEEENNNNYYY!" Bucky cried out. The feline kept her hold on his wrists and lifted herself upward. When all that remained inside her pussy was the flared tip of Bucky's cock, Jenny lowered herself back down.
"Ah! AAAHHH! FOOOOXXX!" moaned Krystal. The vixen raked her tod's back with her claws, leaving shallow lines in his orange fur. Her inner muscles eased and tightened with each thrust Fox made against her. She winced as a familiar bulge pressed at her opening. "Kn-knot me, darling!" she hissed. "I... I need you so badly!" she keened.
Fox paused and pushed himself from the goddess beneath him. He smiled and rubbed noses with the blue vulpine. "I... I love you, Krys..." he gasped before pushing himself further.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" the two vulpine cried as they became locked together. Krystal shuddered in rapture, her body going limp. Fox lifted himself up onto his knees. His cock lay still buried inside the vixen's heat. He gripped her thighs and gave a deep thrust of his hips. Krystal's head went back and she screamed in ecstasy.
Jenny had released Bucky's wrists and sat up on his waist. She placed her hands on his abs and lightly bucked against his rod. "C-C'mon, Bucky! W-we n-need to catch up!" she panted.
The hare's pink eyes followed her bouncing white bosom. He made a shallow thrust inside the feline. "MMMREEEE-OOOWW!" Jenny leaned back and ran her hands over her heated body. She grinned down at her husband and grabbed his wrists again. This time she brought them to the swell of her chest. "Th-there, baby! G-got a st-steady hand on the controls! N-now fly me, b-baby! T-take me to the stars!"
Jenny and Bucky quicky found their rhythm. The she-cat increased her tempo, riding her husband's rod. She thrashed in place and yowled, sending her pink locks in all directions. "Yes! YES! OH! OH BUCKY!" she cried.
The headboard banged loudly against the wall. The bedframe groaned from the intensity of the rutting couples. Fox took his eyes off Krystal to observe Jenny's ecstatic face. He leaned over and pulled the panting pussy cat into a kiss.
Their spouses moaned and made short thrusts with their hips against their partners. Krystal turned to face the green buck. "C-come h-here, B-Bucky!" she panted. The two pushed their faces together for a sweet kiss of their own.
Jenny was the first to break. "CCCCCCCUUUUUMMMMMMIIIINNNNGGG!" she screamed to the heavens. Her body spasmed as an orgasm rippled through her entire body.
"AAAAAAAHHHHH!" Three voices joined her soon after. Fox collapsed onto Krystal and pressed himself to her quaking frame. The vulpine pair trembled as Fox pumped his seed inside his wife. Bucky freed Jenny's mounds to grab her shoulders and pull her down on top of him. The mixed couple moaned as his cock erupted deep within her vagina. For several minutes, the only sound in the room were soft panting and a few loud purrs.
Jenny lay atop Bucky. She nuzzled into his damp chest while he stroked her sweaty locks. "You were amazing as always, love," the buck sighed happily. Jenny merely seemed to be purring in agreement. In actuality, she was mumbling a secret spell from her home-world. The gem on her forehead pulsed with hidden energy.
Fox rolled off Krystal to lay beside her. His chest rose and fell as he caught his breath. The tod studied the panting body of his wife. "Y-you okay, Krys?" he asked through ragged breath.
The vixen met his gaze and smiled. "Incredible, darling," she answered wistfully. Her eyes suddenly flashed a shade of magenta. Her loins suddenly ached anew. "But I... I'm still horny!" she groaned.
The tod's own eyes briefly flashed magenta as well. He winced as his penis slide back to full-hardness, including his knot. "AHH! M-me too! M-must be so-something in the water!"
The she-cat sat up on her huband's waist. Bucky's own manhood stood up and ready for another round. "Well, we can't have THAT on a honeymoon, can we?" she snickered.
Instantly, the other furs in the room pounced on the sprawled form of the vixen. Bucky knelt by her head. His green hips pumped slowly against her warm, wet mouth. The Cerinian goddess hummed against the hare's hardness. Between her legs, a mass of pink hair bobbed up and down over her crotch. Jenny gave slow, teasing licks to her burning loins. Her white hands held Krystal's legs apart. The she-cat quivered as something warm slid over her own flushed flower.
Fox had his face buried in Jenny's hindquarters. His nose pad pressed the pink star of her anus while his long tongue lapped at her folds. Both his hands massaged the feline's fluffy, white rear.
Jenny brought her head up from Krystal's heat. "Ah! AAAHH! Th-that's so g-good, F-Fox!" she stammered. "K-keep licking me there!" she yowled. Her eyes shone at the sight of the vixen's exposed slit. Jenny lowered her face to the vulpine's vulva and blew warm air over the sensitive flesh.
An erotic tremor rippled up Krystal's body. "OOOOHHHH!" she shouted, freeing Bucky's dick from her mouth. Her blue paw wrapped around his length and resumed pumping him. "Oh, b-by the gods!" she hissed. Her hips bucked up from the bed as Jenny resumed lapping at her folds.
"Lick me! Licky me Kitty!" Krystal moaned. She turned back to Bucky. "Sh-she's so good! Ah! AHHH!" The vixen took Bucky back into her mouth. Her tongue flickered over his pee-slit before taking him all the way to the base of his shaft.
Fox rose up from Jenny's hindquarters. He licked his muzzle clean of the cat's juices. "Your wife's delicious, Bucky!" he complimented. The tod ran his fingers over Jenny's heat while his thumb teased her anus. He lowered his head back down to taste more of the voluptuous feline.
"Y-yours, t-too, F-Fox!" Bucky said. The hare's hips were a green blur against Krystal's muzzle. The vixen palmed his scrotum and tickled his testes. The lapine closed his eyes and moaned louder.
Jenny's head popped up again. "AAAAAHHH! F-Fuck me, Fox! Ah! AH! Pl-please fuck me!" she suddenly begged.
Krystal freed Bucky once more. "Y-yes! F-fuck both of us, boys! I... I need this inside me!" she screamed.
The couples shuffled on the bed. Jenny was still on all fours on the mattress. Krystal lay underneath her, her arms and legs spread wide. The cat's nose twitched at the musky scent wafting from the vixen's tender pussy. Krystal licked her lips at the sight of Jenny's pink pubic fur. Fox and Bucky stood on opposite sides of the bed. The tod pushed his cock between Jenny's ass cheeks while Bucky teased Krystal's vulva with the flared tip of his penis.
"Ah! AH! N-now, boys! Do us now!" shouted Jenny before she buried her face between Krystal's thighs.
"OOOOOO!" moaned the vixen. Her hands shot up and grabbed the feline's plump backside and pulled her cunny to her thirty muzzle. The woman shared a muffled moan as they licked each other privates.
Fox and Bucky grinned at each other and positioned themselves at the girls' other entrance. Sensing what he planned to do; Krystal spread Jenny's ass wide. A shiver ran up her spine from the cat's rough tongue searching for her clit. The vixen lifted her legs up, hoping Bucky understood. She chirred as Jenny's finger swirled over her puckered star.
The cat looked at her husband. "Come and get it, Bucky!" she growled sensually. The hare nodded and aimed his dick between Krystal's buns.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" four voices cried together. Fox slid into Jenny's anus. He held the feline by her hips and pumped himself in and out of her bowel, going deeper each time. Bucky held Krystal by the ankles and slowly entered her backdoor. He paused and waited for the vixen to relax before pushing more of himself in.
Jenny purred against Krystal's quim as the tod took her. The vixen spasmed in delight. Her own anus squeezed Bucky's cock as his ball sack rested against her tail joint. Jenny's purrs grew louder as Fox's knot teased her anal ring.
"HHHHMMMM! HHHMMMM!" the women moaned against each other. Fox and Bucky began pushing in and out their wives' asses. This drove the ladies to lick harder at their respective pussies. Jenny wrapped her tail around Fox's waist, keeping him from getting too far. Krystal did the same for Bucky.
Jenny's head suddenly shot up. "YES! OH GODDESS! F-FUCK Me, FOX! Fuck me in the ass!"
"W-with pl-pleasure!" the tod cried. His orange hips became a blur as he pumped in and out of the she-cat's bowel.
"Ah! AAAAHH! Kr-Krystal!" yelled Bucky. "S-so good!" The vixen only answered by giving a muffled moan into Jenny's pussy and tightening herself around the buck's dick.
Jenny and Krystal continued to lap at the other woman's slit while their husbands humped their hindquarters. "I... I'm... gonna...!" shouted Krystal after Jenny flickered her tongue over clit.
"YYYYYYEEEEESSSSSS!" everyone else shouted shortly. Jenny brought her head up to scream as Fox erupted inside her ass. Bucky shouted his own rapture as he pumped his seed deep within Krystal's rear.
The cat slid away from the tod and rolled onto her back. Fox's cock shot a few droplets of his essence onto her splayed body. Bucky pulled himself from Krystal and placed his cock between her thighs. A few stray streams of his cum coated her belly and hips.
Krystal dipped her finger into the small pool of spunk and brought her damp digits to her muzzle. She licked her fingers clean sensually. "Hhhmmm, such a horny hare..." she teased while Bucky slid his member over her dripping folds.
Fox lay gently on top of Jenny and pushed a few pink strands of her hair from her shining face. He nuzzled and kissed her sweaty cheek. "You were amazing, Jenny," he said with a wide grin.
Jenny purred and returned the kiss. "You're a stud, Fox! Krystal is so lucky," she replied. "Think you can do me a small favor?" she asked teasingly. Her hand drifted down to stroke his still swollen knob. She nuzzled against his muzzle. "I want to all to fuck me all at once," she whispered into his ear.
"Wh-what!? Y-you're still... after all THAT?" he gasped in shock.
"Aren't you?" she mock-pouted while still pawing at his rod. She looked over at the other couple. Bucky was slapping his cock at Krystal's labia while the vixen played with her heaving teats. "What about you two? Don't you want to play with this pussy?" Jenny purred.
Krystal looked up at the green buck. "Your wife's insatiable!" she laughed.
Bucky nodded. "Yeah, that's half the reason I married her!"
"Oh stop!" Jenny chided playfully. "Bucky, be a dear and help Krystal pick out something special." Her eyes returned to Fox. "You, Mr. McCloud, I want something VERY important from..."
"Oh! Oh YES! F-Fuck me! Fuck me, my horny foxes!" Jenny panted.
"Y-yes, Jen! OH YES!" Fox lay on his back on the carpeted floor of the bungalow. His head rested on a large pillow. He thrust up into the feline currently riding his thick cock. His knot pulsed deep within Jenny's spread petals. The tod held the cat by her flared hips while he pumped himself in and out of her pussy.
Krystal was positioned at Jenny's rear. A harness made of purple leather and silver buckles encircled the vixen's hips. A matching eight-inch-long, inch-thick shaft slid in and out the feline's pink star. Krystal had her face buried in the tangled mess of Jenny's mane. Her hands tweaked and rolled the she-cat's bosom.
Bucky stood over the rutting trio. "Language, Jen!" he scolded. He held his cock by the base and pushed it into his wife's open mouth.
"HHHMMMPPHHH!" Jenny's cries were cut off as her husband's penis entered her mouth once more.
"Y-you like this, pretty kitty?" panted Krystal. "A-all your holes filled?" She nuzzled and licked Jenny's cheek. "OH! Y-you're so TIGHT!" The inner shaft of the strap-on buzzed loudly inside the vixen's cunny. She increased her tempo against the cat's ass-cheeks.
Jenny briefly freed Bucky's pulsing rod. "YES! YES, I LOVE THIS! OH GODDESS! F-FOX! YOU'RE SO THICK! K-KEEP IT UP! I'M... I'M... HHHHHMMM!" She grabbed Bucky's penis and resumed sucking the hare's length.
"G-Gods, she's tight!" grunted Fox underneath the sexy she-cat. "Gonna...!"
"MMMMMEEEEEE-OOOOOOWWWWWW!" Jenny suddenly yowled. Her entire body spasmed from the orgasmic feedback from her respective lovers.
Krystal pressed herself to Jenny's back. Her tail frazzled as her orgasm struck. Her juices dribbled down her thighs. Fox leaned back and moaned while Jenny's inner muscles milked his cock.
"YYYYEEEEAAAAAHHHH!" Bucky cried. His cock sprayed both Jenny and Krystal's faces with several thick streams of hot baby-batter.
The she-cat finally collapsed into a purring pile of pink and white atop Fox's heaving chest. Immediately everyone else in the room felt drained. Krystal fell back onto the carpet, the dildo still standing proud from her loins.
"H-hey, B-Bucky," called Fox. "Th-think you could give me a hand?"
The dazed hare wobbled over and lifted Jenny in his arms. The spent she-cat mewed softly in a contended sleep. The hare kissed his wife on the forehead and placed her in the middle of the bed. Fox struggled to his feet and stood next to the lapine.
"Th-thanks, Bucky," gasped Fox as he caught his breath. "For everything. Damn, are all cats in this system like that?" he asked.
"I wouldn't know. Jenny's one of a kind," Bucky smiled proudly. The two watched as Jenny rolled over on the bed and continued to blissfully purr. Her pink hair was a tangled mass streaked with white. Her fur was a clumped mess. Both her pussy and anus leaked onto the red sheets. But she still looked like the most beautiful thing in the Aniverse.
The moment was soon spoiled by two loud cracks in the air. SMACK! SMACK! went two hands across Fox and Bucky's respective backsides. A purple strap-on flew over their shoulders and landed next to Jenny's spent form. The two males spun around to see the bemused face of Krystal.
"Aren't you forgetting something, boys?" she growled sensually. Her hands shot out and grabbed the men by their softening cocks. "Kitty's been satisfied, but the night is FAR from over!"
Bucky and Fox both moaned while the vixen pumped both their cocks back to life. "Are all vixens like this in Lylat?" gasped the hare.
"None whatsoever," murred Krystal. "Come now, Bucky. I've never had a hare before."
The blue vulpine soon found herself between Fox and Bucky. The men knelt on the floor while keeping Krystal pressed between them. Bucky was pumping himself in and out of the vixen's tender pussy while Fox was knotted to her rear.
"YES! YES! TH-THAT'S IT!" yipped Krystal. Her legs were wrapped around Bucky's slim waist. Her tail coiled around Fox's middle. The men were taking alternative thrusts in and out of her holes. When one pushed forward, the other pulled back and vice versa.
"OH! OH BY THE KRAZOA! S-SO... GOOOOOOODD!" moaned the vixen. Her inner muscles clamped down around Bucky's girth. Her backdoor was stretched to its limit by Fox's length. His knot only made her shiver more.
"N-never h-had a v-vix like th-this..." hissed Bucky. The blue vulpine nibbled at his dangling ear. She grinded herself over his hips, making him wince in pleasure.
"T-told you..." gasped Fox. Now they pumped in tandem into the thrashing vixen between them.
Krystal moaned louder with each dual thrust into her depths. Her claws dragged along the green field of Bucky's back. "C-cum in meeee...!" she moaned. "Cum inside me...! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" the vixen gave one final shriek of ecstasy before her entire world went white.
"This machine is rigged!" cursed Falco as he slammed his feathery hand against the arcade cabinet.
"Then how did Slippy make the new high score?" snarked Miyu from her barstool. The lynx had traded her flight suit for a purple muscle bra and shorts. The team was sitting in an open-air bar surrounded by faux-tiki décor.
"Awww, how should I know? He's the techie!" the pheasant complained. He walked over and leaned against the polished wood. The hotshot wingman was clad in an open red floral shirt. His lower half was covered by a pair of red trunks. He downed a shot and asked for another from the robotic bartender. Everyone else resumed sipping different alcoholic drinks.
Katt was at the far end of the bar, getting hit on by every hare in the place. Whether it was because of her personality or the blue micro-bikini she had on was up for debate. "Boys, please!" she giggled, her tail waving excitedly. "I'm just one little kitty!" The crowd of the males started to disperse. "I didn't say stop!" she mewed before they got too far away.
"That makes Three to One in Slip's favor, Falco," yipped Fay. The spaniel was in a pink tank top and black jogging shorts. "And Miyu has Two to One on me!"
"It's okay. We're still having fun, right?" asked the green mechanic. Slippy nursed a soda while a few passing hares gave him a dirty look. His jumpsuit was replaced by a yellow, floral-patterned shirt and swim trunks.
"Yeah, course I am, bud," Falco replied with genuine affection. He slapped his friend on the back. "Just running out of ideas before we have to resort to... golf," he finished with a mock shudder.
"Heeeeeyyyyy," a white doe in a skimpy pink one-piece said to the pheasant's right. "You're cute. Are you one of those Corsair Canards I've heard so much about? I think pirates are sooooo hot!"
Falco's tail feathers fanned out while the bunny-woman ran her hand along his arm. "Okay, maybe it's not AAALLLL bad here," he admitted.
Katt walked over to her friends. She had a buck on each of her arms; one grey, the other brown. "Hey guys. This is Larry and Mike. We're gonna head over to their place and I'm gonna teach them the Lylat version of Truth or Dare!" she purred. As she sashayed off, she growled, "Hope you two have plenty of bounce!" Her pink paws squeezed both men's cottontails. Falco's beak hit the bar top while everyone else chuckled.
Fay suddenly grabbed Miyu's hand and pulled her away. "Come on, Miyu! It's time for our Ladies Wrestling Match! I can't wait to show you my new moves!"
Slippy and Falco both turned after their lady companions, drool dripping from their chins. "You thinking what I am, pal?" asked Falco.
"Yes!" the toad answered eagerly. The two slammed a few Cornerian Credits down on the bar and chased the pair of departing pilots.
"Unrecognized currency! Simoleons only! Please return! Tab not paid!" the service-bot shouted.
"Wait!" the white doe cried after Falco. "Can I get your number? I'm a gymnast, I swear!"
From a corner of the bar, a data pad lowered. A figure in a wide-brimmed sunhat and dark sunglasses raised their wristwatch to their warty, green lips. "Calling former Air Marshal. Agent Greenbacks reporting in. I think I've found a solution to reviving K.O.M.P.L.E.X. Will gather intel for further review."
The End?