Your girlfriend is a halfling.
You may wonder what that means, and because of that, you have asked her plenty of times what it could mean. She says it is just a blanket term she uses to describe the heterogenous mixture of blood running through her veins. You don't know why how that could be, but every time she has tried to tell you, you always get so lost in the lore that thinking about it feels fuzzy.
What you do know, is that all the different kinds of beings that make her up carry their own physiology. And one you are really familiar with is the social effects.
This is the story of when you two went out to the comedy club...
"We're gonna be late!" Your girlfriend yelled out from the bathroom. The two of you were hurrying, wanting to get out of the house before getting caught in the downtown traffic. You put on your favorite tee and a comfy set of shorts, moving to pick up your deodorant when you heard your girlfriend growl from the bathroom.
Right, it's one of those forms today...just to test it, you gripped the stick harder, dropping it immediately when you heard her wail. She could definitely smell you right next to it.
"But-"
"No smells!" She snarled. You dropped the stick and sat back on the bed, deciding to go through your phone to wait for her to finish.
"Good boyfriend," you hear her call out. You rolled your eyes, doing word puzzles while you waited. Forms that heightened her nose were always the most tedious. She would always demand you have the most natural scent you can, maybe even work out so that it can be even more intense on her. It wasn't that it was a hard thing to do, however. It just made it a bit harder to tell if you legitimately stunk or if you were fine in some situations.
After what felt like an hour, the water finally stopped and the door to the bathroom finally opened. Your dolled-up girlfriend came out of the restroom, two and a half feet taller and covered in black and faded dark brown fur. She would normally tear through her normal-sized clothes, but luckily she had sets, especially for this occasion. "Ready!" She said, double-checking her purse one last time.
"Are you sure no one would notice you're a hyena?" You ask, seeing how she had completely transformed into an anthropomorphic wildcat by now. She shrugged, not bothered by the question. "Well I can't help it, can I?" She said. "I'll just tell everyone I'm a furry or something!"
"She wasn't wrong," you admit. After all basically everyone had seen someone in a fursuit by now. Seeing an actual anthropomorphic creature would be more of a breath of fresh air if anything.
To avoid too many people you two decided to take the car. She grunted as she folded herself to clear the car roof, finally able to drop down into her seat relieved. "I think we forgot to put in the pad," she sighed as you got into the driver's seat. Looking to your left, you see her basically taking up the whole space. Her fur spilled out from her clothing, and overflowed around the seat and even out of the window. "Do you wanna change it?" You ask her.
"No no, I'm sure I'll be fine..." she said, nervously pawing at herself as you turned on the car. Before you pulled off though, you looked back at her, catching her staring at you in uncomfort. "Oh, uhh...yeah, I think I need to switch the seats after all," she admitted.
First on the itinerary for date night was a nice trip to the comedy club. You remembered finding out about it online and showing it to her. Neither of you really had much else to do tonight, so laughing it is!
You pull into the parking lot, already hearing the club in a fit of laughter. Immediately you get worried, hoping that changing out the seat didn't stall the two of you too much. You ask your girlfriend if she needed help getting out, but she shook her head. Grunting a bit before she just popped out like a sponge.
Together, you entered through the double doors of the club, luckily seeing two free chairs right next to each other. "Oh, and look who came in through the door!" Went the host, pointing you two out the moment he heard doors open. Already he was playing the new members of the crowd, getting a few chuckles out of people that anticipated what was to come.
"I would have said you were late, but you look even later for your barber!" He said. "As a matter of fact, I can just send you a recording of everything after, you already have more pressing matters on your paw." You're girlfriend blushed as everyone giggled, holding your hand as you two moved to the seats. "Oh, don't look so glum! Don't worry I do this with everyone that comes in. One of the laws of the club, tease the latecomers," He explained.
"Your hair looks like it grew out late!" One random member of the crowd said, to the bemusement of everyone.
"Oh really?" he turned, lighting up when he spotted who it was, leaning on his stool to focus more on him. "I know you ain't talking pal, tank top, your own home beer with all that condensation on it, there is only one combination I know that can cause that," he dug in, over the laughter of the audience. "Like I know it's hot out today but damn, even the furry managed to at least bring someone!"
You both started snickering, suddenly seeing a waiter come around and ask if you had any drinks while everyone else continued on laughing to no end. At least it sounded like the guy who got roasted was seeming in high spirits.
After the crowd working died back down, he continued on with his set for the night, talking about the time he tried to impress a woman lifeguard by spinning himself down the slide and going to the hospital. The two of you seemed to warm up as time went on, your girlfriend going for some light wine while you (the DD) drank lemonade. You barely even noticed though, laughing along until-
"See! I told you they would warm up to it!" He suddenly said, pointing directly at you and your girlfriend. "By the way ma'am, the Hyena Sanctuary called, they found your lost family!" The audience laughed along, but this time, your girlfriend was ready. She stood up, pressing both her paws into the table with a smirk.
"The morgue called, and they found out that joke was unrevivable!"
"The 80s called, they want your punk emo hairstyle back!"
"The, uhhhh..." Your girlfriend made a grave mistake. She stuttered. She realized it too, turning to you when the lights became too bright for her. You widened your own eyes. What could you do? You can't think up anything that fast either!
The eye contact only lasted the splitest of seconds, but that was more than enough for the comedian to put the final nail in the funny coffin. "It was a good try though, but next time, try to find a car you could fit into so you could cram more jokes in with you," he said, making sure the mic fully caught it for everyone to hear.
Daaaaamnn...You two don't even know how he saw that. You and your tipsy girlfriend looked around, seeing everyone oooo as if they had seen a massacre. Your shocked, acknowledging looks probably didn't help your cases either. Truly, comedians were on another level.
"That was so much fun!" Your girlfriend said as you two filed out with everyone. You agreed, although you will admit some of the stuff he was throwing at the crowd were moreso heaters than normal pitches. Although it was funny as hell, and in all good fun. Everyone else seemed pretty satisfied with the experience, after all!
"The newcomers!" You two heard, turning to see the comedian come up to shake hands. "Glad you have you come out today, although sorry if some of the stuff was a bit intense."
"Oh it's fine!" Your girlfriend said. "That bit about [y/n] being the one that wears the skirts was hilarious!"
"I hope it was, then it wouldn't be funny," he responded chuckling. "Although it definitely looks like it is his car, I'm sure he's a very caring person, provides for the family and all."
"Say, how did you get to be so perceptive?" You ask. "It felt like every time, you were spot on with literally everyone in the crowd."
"I don't know, I think I just am," the comedian admitted. "I was just so good at it that people thought I should do mics for a living, and I'm glad I listened!" He took out his keyfob and pressed the unlock button, hearing his car across the lot. "Say, you two on a date?"
"Why yes!" Your girlfriend said. "[y/n] and I found this nice spot to enjoy."
"Enjoy you two! Let me not take up your time," he said, shaking your hand and her paw. "Honestly, if I ever saw a couple that looked perfect for each other..."
"Oh shucks," you admit.
"No really! I have seen bad relationships, and it's just me guessing, but I don't think this is one of them. Anyways, ciao!" He went on his merry way, leaving you two to your own devices to head to dinner. Compared to the comedy club, it wasn't anything too interesting. Although, sharing a bowl of spaghetti with each other did feel romantic as fuck. Your girlfriend drank even more wine, watching you closely as she twirled the glass around in her paw. You did admire how dexterous she was with just three big fingers, much less ones actually meant to be used like a human.
"Hey [y/n]?" Your girlfriend said. She was suddenly leaning in very close to you, holding the table while your noses almost touched. "Yes?" you said, blushing from seeing her warm toothy smile.
"Let's get out of here," she said, licking your face.
"But the food..."
"Oh trust me..." She continued, her eyes becoming heavy-lidded. "I think I see a full course right in front of me~"
"Alright, but we did make a whole reservation after all..." you reminded her. "We kinda already paid..."
"Oh...right, right." Realizing it would be a waste of money, she sat back down, getting her menu back out. "Technically all you can eat right?"
"Yep, we paid on time."
"I'm sure this form can digest it in time," she shrugged, pouring over the menu to see what else was available. She ended up eating five times as much as you, getting to try every single thing on the menu while you could barely hold five bowls down. You leaned back in your chair stuffed while she finished the last 8 oz she got, a premier piece of stake that, at her size, she could chomp down in three good bites. "Sooo goooood..." she said, pushing a claw out of one of her fingers to pick between her teeth. For how much she just tore through, she was still remarkably clean.
"The bill," your waiter said with all the disdain in the world. Seeing as it was a time reservation, and they didn't expect a 7-8 foot hyena, it was only 80 dollars. You just love it when a plan comes together.
All that food, however, is nothing without an equal helping of wine. Your girlfriend was completely smashed while you drove home, falling asleep rather easily on the drive back. You wondered if the hyena fur and tuff were like a onesie to her. It was mighty convenient if it was, you were a bit jealous. Once back home, you helped her up the stairs in the garage. She was drunk enough that she crawled out of the car on all fours, panting while she sat on her ass waiting for you. "You're that drunk, huh?" You ask, slowly getting yourself out.
"It's just more...comfortable..." she said. "It just feels more right."
"Should I get the leash then?" You asked as a joke, seeing her hop over the car and right in front of you with her tail wagging. Her hop across shook the entire vehicle, making the suspension groan until she finally dismounted at you.
Rooting through the tools stacked against the wall, you found the box of props you kept just in case you had to get something that couldn't be gotten up the staircase. You take out a leather collar, already attached to one of those wind-up leashes that rolled out the farther she would go. She eagerly sat as you set it up on her, feeling almost euphoric when she heard the finally click that meant she was finally collared up again. She cackled manically as you came back around in front of her, jutting her chin out so you could give her scratches and rubs across her face. "Thank you, master, thank you so much..." she praised, her nudges sometimes physically moving you backward. "I wanna just...cuddle you right here..."
You tell her the sooner you two get to the bed, the sooner you two could embrace each other head-on. "Then what are we waiting for!" She said, trotting around you until heading to the door. Even though she could easily open it, she just pawed at it instead, turning back and barking.
Giggling, you opened it and let her enter the stairwell, walking up with her as she climbed up to the second and the third floor. She basically yanked you along for the ride as she walked into the guest room, hopping onto the bed and panting while you closed the door behind you. "Now, about that full course meal you were talking about..." you remind her, seeing her wink and roll over until she was belly up on the bed. Her head was just about passed the limits of the mattress, her nose grazing the fabric of your pants. You took it to mean she wanted belly rubs, leaning over to tickle her sides. "H-hey hey, hey!" She said, grabbing both of your arms. "I love that, really...but that's not what I'm here for."
You question what she meant, only to see her slowly open her maw. Rows of sharp, blade-like teeth are joined by the thick strings of saliva that clung onto their ends. Her tongue extended out of her mouth with an elongated "Ahhh", its end pressing right against the zipper of your pants.
"Ahh-" You draw a sharp breath, Her mouth feeling incredibly warm. She started to paw at you, her claws poking out just enough to hook onto your waistband. "Come on, [y/n]," she pleaded. "I don't have all dayyy..."
"O-of course..." you said, saving her the trouble. You pulled down both your pants and underwear, showing your half-chub to your world (which is her obviously). "Ahhhhhh," she sang again, emitting steamy fog as she panted on your shaft. Each breath seemed to force more and more energy into you, making you start to twitch and bob while you looked for a good purchase on her head. you settled for her floppy ears, gripping them particularly hard.
"Ehhehehehhh~" She giggled, even snorting as she found your touch to be ticklish. You massaged her ears, getting her to coo as you pulled your cock closer and closer to her oral opening. You got close enough that she started to lick around, lavishing it like a lollipop the more your head pushed toward her gullet. Finally, you felt your own crotch hairs begin to brush and rub elbows with the fur on her face. And she chomped down, taking her favorite piece of juicy stake in between her molars. She rolled it around, moaning and cleaning off the drops of pre that had already gathered. Your legs shook. Your jaw slacked. Everything seemed to pale, with your hyena onahole soaking you in the throes of her gullet. You started thrusting, but every effort to go further was a struggle to not collapse under your own weight. There is only so far you can go in a bottomless void, after all.
She must have sensed your weakness, as you felt her giant paws grab your waist. You felt less and less pressure on your legs as she easily supported you, using your whole body to thrust you into her mouth. She closed her eyes and worked on and on, mixes of saliva and more pre-milked out of your prostate leaving her snoot wet and matted. You leaned down into her, screaming from her relentless blowjob. Trapped in the warm slipperiness of her tongue, you couldn't help but come. It was near impossible to try to keep it down, long webs of cum painting her mouth white without any resistance at all. All of your body weight was on her head, driving your length as far as it could go while you emptied yourself up inside of her.
She set you down once you had finished spurting, laying you gently on the bed beside her. Your chest heaved while you caught your breath, watching her climb over your head. "[yyyyy/nnnnnn]," she moaned on top of you. She hovered her slit right over your face, sucking on her paw in anticipation. "I know you're hungry too."
"Actually, I've eaten a lot today-MMMPH!" She wouldn't let you finish, choosing instead to rest everything right on top of your mouth. Mouth and pussy melded, your face smothered in fur that almost made you forget how heavy the large hyena was on top of you. With nowhere else to go, your tongue penetrated up.
As soon as she felt it, she started cackling and riding all at once. Pressed against your whole body, you could hear her grunt while rocking against your entire face. You kept licking everywhere you could, loving how hot she felt and grew. Although, the longer you went, putting your hardest into eating her out, the more you noticed she wasn't feeling wet at all. She still leaned and swayed from each squeeze of her derriere, so she could clearly feel it. Did you forget something about this form again?
"You know me so well, master!" She cried, still laughing. "I'm getting so horned up right now, it's coming out so fast!~"
Coming out? Was she orgasming? She didn't care to explain it, and a few more thrusts later, she didn't need to. You could finally feel slick drip down onto your tongue, but it was followed by something even more shocking, the head of a cock!
"Don't tell me you didn't, mmmph, see this coming...why did you stoooop?" She whined, feeling your tongue come to rest right against her true hole. You racked your brain, trying to figure out if she ever explained this. With a form like this, she of have to right?
Pound, Pound, Pound. The grinding into your head said it all, however. She didn't need you to think right now. You weren't here to question the gaps in your memory, you were here to fuck! You have a meal to eat remember?
You resume again, if only to not go read in the face from the sweat and scent of her ass being frotted into you. Gradually, the cock pushed its way further and further, dropping like a crane lowering rebar right into your throat. You went from your tongue being sucked to being the one stuffed with dick, pushed out of her vulva and turned into a bitch to thrust the remaining length and hardness into her growing member.
"Almost...nnn...nnnn!" Quickly, it had expanded and rooted inside you. With how unbearable it was, you estimated it to be at least a foot long, yet it was thin and seemed more interested in penetrating you and releasing her secretions deep inside, rather than stretching your gullet out to oblivion. By the time she was done and lifted herself up off of you, your face was completely covered in her clear girlcum. Your hair was soaked with it, your face glistening in the limelight of the guest room. Your mouth remained open, if only to catch the rest of the secretions that dripped from her erect member.
"Oh, you definitely forgot," she said, chuckling as she admired her work. It's still a pussy after all, it's just a bit...unorthadox~" She laid on top of you and licked your face clean, although it mostly just switched out her pussy juice for saliva. You opened one eye and looked down at her form, seeing your tips touch. "We can still, definitely fuck, if you don't mind a bit of frotting~"
She helped you stand up, and by that, she simply just picked you up and placed you upright on your feet. Instantly, she closed the distance, her clit dick resting onto of your cock, oozing more femcum and sharing her heat with yours. She grabbed your face with one hand and pulled you in for a kiss, chest-against-chest. It was one of the best French kisses you could ever ask for, your leg hiked up with her leg so she could keep you trapped close to her. Not that you wanted to run regardless. You hopped your other leg into her, feeling her hand switch to holding you by her ass while your legs wrapped just barely around her floofy waist. Your cock finally began to harden once more, warming up with all the heat that was now trapped between you two, and throbbing excitedly along with her elongated clit.
"Mmmmmwah..." She finally broke the kiss, feeling your balls ache readily. A thick, sloppy, line of saliva hung between your two, smiling faces. It was hard to resist going back in for seconds, but it was finally time. She let you fall back down to the ground. You both held your respective members in one hand, pointing them outward directly at each other. "I heard it hurts when things go inside your urethra," you thought out loud breathlessly.
"Trust me, there are a lot of sensations you'll feel," your girlfriend said. With fluttering hearts, you two drew your weapons closer together. Precum flowing on one, girlcum flowing in the other. It was fireworks when they touched, like a rocket that had officially reached lift-off. Who knew something so juvenile and shameless could be so much fun? You two kissed your cocks together, pulling them centimeters apart only to press the heads back against each other.
"Okay [y/n], enough games..." she said chuckling. You agreed. A breeding was in order, and you had the funds to provide. You pushed one last time against her cick, only using a bit more force to push farther. She cooed and held steady as her hole began to give, expanding around your own head. Once there, it was just a matter of aim, spreading her wider and wider until-
POP, SHIILKK!
"Yes!" She screamed. Your cock finally slipped in past her entrance, now enveloped within her cock. She could barely laugh like before, drooling onto the ground and lost in the sensation. You put your arms on her shoulder, and started rocking your body, sliding your cock out to the point where only your head remained inside, only to bottom out as hard as you could inside her.
"Fuck! Yes!"
Each euphemism was like angels singing in your ears. She was the one learning on you now, her nose buried deep into your neck and shoulders to. She was some form of dog after all, she could definitely get drunk off your boysmell as well. You had to lean and press into her on your tiptoes, just to keep her from falling over you, and taking the both of you to the ground.
All the while, you kept rocking your cock in and out of hers. Each squeeze she did made it harder and harder to want to come out, leaving her hole each time with a pop before diving right back in. You could feel the heat off her pants increase as her breathing quickened, her soft whines tickling right next to your eardrums. You were carrying her at this point, a small dom holding up its gigantic, fluffy, hopeless romantic of a pet. "It's just so sensitive...I never knew it would be so different having it inside out-" she cried, "Oh, my tail is wagging so hard...fuck me, fuck me and pour your babies inside of me master!"
You assured it was only the beginning, rubbing up and down her back even if you could barely reach around it. As a thanks, she started humping into you herself, the two of you crashing members into each other and working each other closer up the cliff of orgasm. You could barely support her anymore. You had to push the two of you back onto the bed, sitting over her while fucking down into her clit.
"Aii!" She screamed, covering her face while her tongue hung out from her mouth. "I can't help it, I'm coming master, I'm coming, I'm...ahhhh...haaaaa!"
"Almost instantly, it felt more wet inside of her cock, bringing your pleasure to new levels. It was enough to bring you over as well, being milked to hell and back by a hungry cock that gobbled all of your cum right up. You found her paws and clasped them, and she clasped your hands back, holding each other while she pulled every sperm cell you had to her warm oven of a womb.
With nothing left, you suddenly felt very tired and collapsed on top of her, your cock flopping out of her clit and squished between the two of you. It oozed its last drops of cum right onto her fur, staining her with the finishing marking on her body. You let everything soak in, giving yourself a chance to just enjoy the moment of reprieve.
Your girlfriend, however, seemed to have other ideas. Or maybe she just had an insanely short relapse time as a hyena.
"[y/n] pant, I love you so much..." she proclaimed, growling excitedly while grabbing your ass, and making your back arch as she kneaded it. "I can already feel your my eggs, and your sperm mixing...we're going to have such a big litter..."
"Yeah..." you respond, still out of it a bit. Although, you could feel her hardening, scooting your form up her body so that her clit could fully stand on its open, bobbing into the valley of your butt each time it throbbed.
"Hey...[y/n]...you know how... there are just only so many pups that one mother could have at once?"
"Yeah?"
"Well...what if they were two?" She throbbed again, leaking a mix of your two's secretions down the crack of your ass. You blushed, your head safely nestled into the tuff on her chest while she did all the movement for you, using one hand to keep your ass up high, while the other massaged her own clit and aimed it towards your pucker.
"It, haaa, seems impossible...but I'm sure something in me can deal with all that..." Something in you thought you should stop her, but the thought of both of you, bellies expanded and full of slightly-eldritch hyenas...it was too intrusive of a thought to resist. You didn't fight her, playing with her breasts silently as she lined up her hole with your pucker. She waited for any rejection, and warmly smiled when she heard nothing. "Gooood, good boy~" She said, staring up satisfied to the ceiling of the room. She shoved her clit in with ease, the tapered end making it easy to get in until it really started expanding toward the middle. You gritted your teeth, feeling her hands pat you and reassure you that it would be fine. "Just let me, [y/n], I'll impregnate you with all the eggs you want."
"Nnnnh..." You utter, really moaning when she finally thrust more of her cick inside you. With it inside, she no longer had any intentions of pulling it out. Her hands went back to keeping you down and sated, guiding you to suck on her bosom. Her nipples were as hard as rocks, and were tough enough that you could chew on them as much as you wanted, and she would moan all of the same. "That's right, just stay right there, licking my breasts while I...mmmmm..." Unable to finish her thoughts, she went back to thrusting inside of you. She slowly scrambled your insides like a whisk, patting and scratching over your hair and whispering sweet nothings into your ear. It wasn't long until the first injection came, your ass filled with fertilized eggs, and whatever other goop she used to ensure your ass could be turned into a womb.
"Good boy," she moaned again right over you. It didn't matter how many times she said it. Each time only made it harder to focus, melting down as she fucked you right through her first ejaculation. And liked that, she used you like a fleshlight, fucking herself right to another orgasm yet again. "Good, good boy!" she said once more, pushing even more eggs into your walls to grow. Your mind was a haze and so was your sight. Nothing else in the world mattered anymore. It reminded you of the many times before, but this one was...different.
"Good boy," she whispered again, cumming a third time. You don't even know if she had finished the second climax, and here she was, pushing her dreams into you. Your dreams into you.
"Good boy." You start to feel your stomach slowly expand, accommodating of the wonderful life inside you...
"Good boy." You go completely limp in her grasp. You feel like you're laying on a bed of fur, she just felt so big, both outside and inside...
"Good boy." You don't think you could go on anymore, not at least without her...
"Good boy," gurgle gurgle... You start to fall asleep. It didn't even feel like a breeding anymore, she was just caressing you, nursing you with nutrients like a loving mother...you could spend the rest of your life like thi-
"Hurk!" You suddenly realize your body, as cartoonish as it was, had limits that were met the moment you finished your food at the restaurant. Between all the cum and food, one had to go, and a mixture of it all was suddenly coming up your throat. Your girlfriend was faster than you though, her tongue shooting down your throat and pulling you into another French kiss. You began to give up the very cum she was pumping into you right back to her, not a drop spilling out passed your lips unless it was to be passed to her. The next time you two separated, her eyes were very clearly glowing purple, her tongue having split into many tendrils. Hypnotized, the light around you started to fade as you fell asleep in her grasp. Somehow, you just knew that none of what you threw up had the eggs. Those had been implanted deep within your pucker long ago. You could trust her, all the same...
"Good, good boy."
Months later, your girlfriend feeds you forkfuls of cutup steak. You two had been binging house hunters international, truly a classic show to watch while lounging on a bed. You could do so yourself, but your hands were too busy running themselves over your swollen belly, as big as a beach ball. Your girlfriend had long finished giving birth and had turned back to normal, but since you were basically human, you still had some time to go to wait for your gestation to finish.
You sat up, reclined against the bed while your girlfriend kneeled beside you, holding your 5th meal for the evening. Even though you have eaten a lot, you felt nowhere near to being full. You can thank the many mouths inside you to feed, of course. "Thank you for this," you say to her. You couldn't say it enough, she has been a lifesaver recently with helping you get around the house.
"No, thank you," she said softly. "You have been doing so well, throughout this entire process..."
"Are you just saying that because I'm a pregnant man?" You ask. She kekked and took another forkful from the plate. "What, so I can't appreciate when someone is cute? What has the world gone to these days..." she joked sarcastically before holding the fork up. "Now say ah."
"Ahhhhhhhh-" You held your mouth open, clamping down the delicious steak. You were half sure she was still mixing her own juices into it, but if she did, you didn't want her to stop.
"Teeheee," she giggled, watching how cute you looked savoring the flavor. "You are just such a good boy!"