Third finish in Gilda. -Thirty minutes-
Holding her leg up you fasten your pace, slamming inside her again and again until finally fully entering into her and shooting your load inside her.
Once again you fall into her unmoving body enjoying the afterglow one more time...
That was until you notice how your dick didn't stop fighting the good fight just yet.
You sigh as you start to move again.
---
Fourth finish in Gilda. -One hour later after third round-
You are sweating bullets, not because of the sex... Well, maybe because of the sex, but also because your dick is still hard.
What
The
Fuck.
---
Fifth finish. -Another hour later-
You are now worried that you may be an Incubus, so you must be anonymous.
Because You after finished once more inside of Gilda and your dick hasn't given up yet -It didn't even feel sore!-
But also because you saw how her belly looked, it was inflated to the point one could say she was a pregnant woman... or what you guess a pregnant griffin would look like.
'Wait, don't they lay eggs or something?'
A little scared, you proceeded to touch her belly and push it down...
Only for it to go back to normal after your cum gushed out of her, god, that smells, there's a reason no man wants to ever smell his own cum.
You frown hard and proceeded to check how big your balls are... they were normal-sized, maybe a little bigger than they should be, but nothing like those crazy novels that said they had apple-sized testicles.
Which didn't make sense because you had stuffed Gilda and Gabby pretty full.
'WHERE THE FUCK IS ALL THIS CUM COMING FROM?!'
Maybe...
You start to sweat as you check how much your balls weigh...
Nope, normal weight too... what the fuck is going on!?
Then you felt the need to stuff Gilda once more.
You groan pretty hard but decided to try one more time, it isn't your fault, the damn griffon just has a body built for sin.
---
You are Anon about half an hour into pound town, it was like god itself told you to go fuck yourself, you felt it because in some way you knew that your body finally sweated out all the toxins and alcohol out of your system...
You felt How your senses instantly came back to normal, you sobered up as if a switch had been flipped the second you did so.
You forced yourself to stop right there even if your basic instincts were telling you to keep stuffing the catbird with your children.
You really wanted to impregnate the woman, subconsciously at least.
But you didn't care.
Because since you came back to normal you also remember how you didn't want to punch your N card -Native card, not the N-word- for now.
You also stop being so "fuck" minded and notice how you were absolutely destroying the griffoness holes, for fucks sake she isn't even conscious!
Then you saw the fully stuffed Gilda and her incredibly satisfied face.
Your ego swole, together with your libido.
So what if you destroy her holes, not like anyone else is going to use them right?
Then your subconscious kick yourself in the metaphorical balls so hard that you are surprised your dick didn't go subatomic right there and there.
Fuck.
Shit.
BLOODY HELL.
You took your penis out of her in a panic and run to your bathroom, ignoring once more how your dick's departure made her cunt flood out like a broken faucet.
Turning around you run towards the bathroom.
Once you arrive, you proceed to throw freezing water at your back.
That did the trick, as if exorcising a demon with holy water, all your horny thoughts of keeping fucking Gilda's tight little hole until th-
FUCK
You threw more cold water at yourself, and you couldn't be happier to see Anon junior go to hide in his cave once more.
'No more fucking the incredibly sexy Griffon Anon!'
[size=0.5em]At least for now.[/size]
You let out a sigh and thank your lucky star that you didn't go absolutely berserk in a lust-craze fashion... You also hoped that this was proof enough that you weren't an incubus.
...That still doesn't explain how your body suddenly purged all the alcohol as if it were tap water.
But you take your wins where you can.
As you proceeded to fully clean your body from all the evidence of the acts of the precious night, you started to plan to check into your guest one last time before brewing a potion while you thought hard about what you had done...
A big emphasis on the part that you planned to do that.
Because once you walk into your living room you see something that absolutely calls your attention.
Why? Simple, it is something that shouldn't exist in this weird world.
...
It was a fucking phone, a smart one at that.
uh?!?!
HUH?!?!?
What the fuck!?
HOW!?
WHEN!?
The sudden ringtone snaps you back to reality... Once you were back to your senses you noticed how you were practically hyperventilating, you were breathing rapidly and your chest was pounding painfully.
BUT THE BLOODY THING IS STILL RINGING.
With shaky legs, you walk to the phone and slowly reach for it.
When you pick it up and answer the line, you speak very fearfully, "H-hello?"
You wait for a moment, your heart pumping into your ears, then, you hear a masculine gruff voice, "Ah, you finally picked it up."
You gulped and look around the room like that would give you an answer to who you were speaking, "Hi, yes, w-who are you?"
The guy behind the phone let out an evil -Yes evil- laugh, "Who do you think I am boy?"
You gulped harder, while you looked in the direction of the well fucked griffons.
One of the griffons which you also fucked even when she wasn't able to consent while you abused her unconscious body.
The Griffon that you fucked after practically destroying your liver with powerful alcohol.
Drunk women who weren't able to think right to consent, a fact that would probably get canceled if the feminists find out that you did this.
Girls that you also fucked one right after another... maybe a wet dream for many men back home, but also something very morally wrong for many more people.
And of course, that isn't taking into account that they aren't even human, to begin with.
You gulp and look into the sky, your stomach busy doing backflips at the moment... Your sweating intensifies as you loosen an imaginary necktie, "G-god?"
There was an impregnated silence that made your stomach fall into an abyss that may as well be a black hole.
If this was truly god, then you had good reason to believe that he was about to smite you because of the sins you committed in that room right now.
You could hardly blame him, after all, you practically had become a fucking furry to the bone.
You would smite yourself if you were in his position... if the sins in the "book" were to believe in his character anyway, the Bible isn't very clear, but then again there are other religions... That doesn't calm you down much to the contrary it worsens your panic.
If he was god what god was he?
WHO WAS RIGHT?!
DO ALL GODS SEE LUST AND SEX OUTSIDE OF YOUR SPECIES AS SOMETHING WRONG!??
YOU HOPE NO.
THEY ARE SENTIENT BEINGS FOR PETE'S SAKE, THIS IS NOT FERAL ANIMALS THAT CAN'T CONSENT.
WAIT YOU JUST ADMITTED THAT THEY WEREN'T IN THE RIGHT MIND TO ACTUALLY CONSENT.
[size=1.5em]FUCK![/size]
His hardy laugh snaps you out of your self-indulged panic attack, "Flattery will not save you, child."
FUCK YOU WERE RIGHT.
YOU THROW YOURSELF INTO THE GROUND AND START PRAYING-
"I'm Grogar, father of all monsters, and you have something that belongs to me."
You stop praying... And then frown.
Who?
You put the phone back into your ear and speak with an obvious confused edge in your voice, "Who?"
"...?"
"...?"
The silence that follows is really awkward to the very least.
But then you hear the grumpy and gruff voice again, "I'm the OWNER OF THE BODY YOU ARE USING YOU UNCULTURED PIECE OF TRASH! You should be enjoying all the advantages of having the perfect chimera form! How do you not know about the father of all monsters?!"
You move away from the phone, his scream being a little too loud for your sensitive ears, then you stop and cut him off, "Wait, so you made this body?"
"YES YOU UNSWORN ABSOLUTE BUFFON, WH-"
You cut him once more, "Wait, wait, wait, if you made THIS body why in the fuck did you make it so it can't go flaccid after cumming? I mean I was still erect even after five rounds for fucks sake... and also, why a bipedal goat?"
There was silence again.
You just frown while walking into the brewing room, you still had to do something to fix Gilda's ass and the future hangover that they both are destined to have.
But then he screams once more, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN BIPEDAL?! IT SHOULD BE QUADRUPEDAL, AND HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ITS SEXUAL STAMINA, YOU BLOODY WHORE!?"
You stop, did you really want to tell him? well, he did seem like an asshole and that would probably get him madder, so you smirked, "Oh, you know, I fucked two griffons until they fell unconscious, nothing special."
Silence again, your smile went wider as you started to prepare the materials.
You remain like that until you hear him scream once more.
"THAT IT IS, HERE I WAS GOING TO THANK YOU FOR HOLDING MY BODY UNTIL I WAS READY TO TAKE IT, BUT YOU TAINTED WITH YOUR STUPIDITY AND LUST, I WILL NOT LET YOU KEEP WASTING IT LIKE THAT, BE PREPARED TO BE EJECTED AND SENT BACK TO HELL WERE YOU SHOULD BE FROM THE DAMM BEGINNING."
Your eyes went wide as you thought that maybe you fucked up a little.
You fell into the ground, bracing for impact for what you guess would be the most brutal mind fuck you would get in your life.
[size=2em]"AHHHH!"[/size]
A scream resounded in the room...
It wasn't yours.
What?
You open one eye, then the other, and then looked around.
Whot?
You were about to ask what was going on, that was until you hear static coming from the phone.
"Hello?" As his scream stops, the only sound coming from the device is that of a flat line, something that slowly starts to become dimer, as you look at it, you notice the phone slowly disappearing.
You blink and check yourself, you didn't feel any different, and by judging the fact that you were still here and not in hell, then he probably failed...
Did he got outplayed by his own body?
After your adrenaline got back to manageable levels, you finally noticed something... and then let out a groan.
You finally got someone that could give you an answer without mind fucking your own head with a slaughter of information, and then he just... Dies? Not only that but the answers you got only gave you a little context...
So you are like a Chimera?
Wait...
If you are a chimera, then what are you composed of?
...
Maybe if you also got some kind of shapeshifter you could become Human again... Or look like one anyways.
You shake your head and stand up, then you start to do what you came here to do in the first place, and that is to make a potion for Gilda to feel less pain after being used like a cumdump that and something for the hangover for the two of them.
Maybe make some actual breakfast too.
...You still have some meat to use, you think.
Sadly you didn't invest in anything to make actual pancakes, but you doubt they'll mind.
---
When you wake up you feel the most painful and yet paradoxically comforting joy that any Griffin could have, so you must be Gilda.
In one claw, your head, ass, and griffin hood were killing you, strangely your mouth felt weirdly sweet.
On the other claw, your body fully knew how you ended up in this state, and it was screaming 'worth It' so hard that you almost forgot the pain of the hangover and how you were cuddling to something.
Almost.
You were about to move away when you felt like you were absolutely stuffed, in a sexy way of course.
Your brain liked that very much, unconsciously you sigh in satisfaction and stay still for a moment more.
-Weirdly, it still feels hot for some reason, like the load has been there for less than 2 hours, either that or there is an insane amount of cum inside you.-
Snuggling closer to whatever was next to you you felt something soft, and immediately recognized it.
It was not a big chest fluff, but it was very comforting anyways, and hey, if you had to support this every time you wanted to get rutted this hard, then you would gladly become the little spoon.
You of course would deny/kill everyone that asked or spread out that rumor.
That was until you heard the door to the room slowly opening.
Hmm, maybe was that other griffin? if you remember her name right, it was Gabby.
...
Wait, those aren't the sounds of paws or claws.
That's the sound of hoofsteps!
Please no.
In a soft masculine voice, you hear the new creature in the room ask, "Is someone awake?"
OH PLEASE NO, PLEASE GODS TELL YOU YOU'RE NOT CUDDLING A HEN!
Relax Gilda, Maybe she isn't awake and you can escape with your pride unscathed.
Your hope was crushed once you hear the reverberation of her chest, "Mhmm" her affirmation was full of loving care that almost made you want to run away, "Ugh...ah..."
The sounds of pain made you feel a tingle of sympathy for her, you know, since you also were in one weirdly satisfactory hell of pain right now...
Thankfully the hen stopped cuddling and going by the sounds, she probably sat up, without knowing what happened you kept faking being asleep.
If she knew you were awake and maaaaybe enjoying snuggling her your reputation would get recked, "W-what happened?"
You hear Anon shuffling into the side of the bed, "You don't remember?" His voice sounded worried, a little shame escaping his words.
Oh god, you never tell a cock that a night of sex wasn't special unless you want to go on a guilt trip.
...The awkward silence that came made your fur and feathers stand up.
"Oh..." You hear the hen shuffle a little, "OH MY GOD ANON I'M SO SORRY THAT I TOOK ADVANTAGE OF YOU PLEASE-" the good news is that he probably silenced the hen -Was that Gabby's voice?- which you may have to indirectly thank him for it later.
The bad news is that now your headache is so bad that may as well be giving birth to an alien through your forehead.
"Shhh, Gilda probably has a hangover too." Awww, You really bucked a nice cock this time... that or you exercised his demons after he almost fucked you to death.
He~ the Cock exorcist as if to prove your thoughts every time you moved too much you felt the pain of your sore insides.
You hear the muffled voice of Gabby probably saying sorry.
"And no, You didn't... Well, maybe you did a little-", SHIT, YOU WERE WRONG, HE TOTALLY WOULD DEMAND YOU IF YOU-, "But we all were pretty drunk and at the end of the day, we did stupid things but we had a good time, so don't worry about it." Oh, maybe you were right after all.
He probably took the claw that he had on Gabby's mouth away since you hear her now, "B-but."
"Look, let's talk about this over breakfast, I made some eggs with bread and some meat I had, just follow the corridor in that direction and you will find the dining room, also drink this, It will fix your hangover and alleviate some pain."
"O-ok..." Oh god, you'd literally kill for that right about now, but it is probably too late as you hear how Gabby drinks whatever he gives her.
"Oh wow! I feel a lot better," You let out a little wine of pain at her upbeat tone, suddenly you hear her wince and speak in a softer voice, "I will be waiting for you... Also, where is the bathroom? I kinda would like to... fix myself a little."
"The door close to the dining room, it has a label above it, you can't miss, now go you lovely dork." You hear a slap and a Gabby squawk in surprise, only for her to let out a contained chuckle, he probably slapped her ass... you have mixed feelings about that.
After a while of silence, you were unsure if Anon was still there, when you were about to move he spoke, "So, how long will you fake being asleep?"
Buck, FUCK, you meant fuck, you really hate how ponys mess up your vocabulary.
But that's not here or there.
Maybe you could continue faking, but since you really would like that medicine you relented, letting out a sigh you open one eye, showing your trademark neutral look -Which is kinda forced since you are probably blushing a little-.
He was looking at you while sitting in the bed with an unreadable face, you gave him your best cocky smile -The best that you could do now, that is-
"Hi hot stuff, hope you enjoyed yourself last night."
He snorts and smiles back, "You are speaking hot shit for someone that passed out in the first round."
You scrunch up your beak and maybe, mayyyyybe blush harder.
"Well sorry mister 'Don't let you breath', as far I know, all griffins still need oxygen, also I was so fucking drunk that, surprised I manage to get wet at all!."
He gave you a bigger cocky smile, "Well, sorry for fucking you so hard that you forgot to breathe, also let me remind you that I drank more and harder stuff than you."
You roll your eyes, "I will let you know if my backside wasn't killing me right now, I would pin you down and fuck you so hard that YOU would forget how to breathe."
You expected him to chuckle at that... he only look sheepish, "Yea... I'm sorta to blame for that, I kinda kept going some rounds more while you were knocked out, sorry for going kinda wild into your ass, and..."
He blushes while smiling sheepishly.
Holy shit this cock is so cute, you want to keep him.
"I... Uhhh, do you, you know." He fidgets his fingers. "If there's a next time, do you mind if I keep going after you go down?"
He smiles shyly while asking, his blush deepening all the more while doing it
.
...
That... was strangely hot for some reason, your face probably reflexed the surprise of you liking that fact, but then you smirked at him, "Well, you can go wild into me any day of the week, you dweeb, far from me to say no to free sex."
He smiled even more -HolyShitHeIsSoCute!- and then took up a glass of... something from the night table.
"First of all, I feel obligated to say this, you will regret giving me that invitation-" You roll your eyes, you didn't know any single hen who would turn down getting rutt.
"Second, drink this it will help with the hangover and it has some stuff to take the pain away, I also have some soap and ointment that should heal your ass faster."
...
You love this cock.
Not only he isn't going wild over the fact that you two just had drunk sex, but he is also not going ahead of himself and trying to string you into a relationship.
You hope this is not a one-night-only thing.
And by that, you mean getting fucked.
---
You are apparently a chimera and you are holding your thighs together to hide your boner, so you must be Anonymous.
When you were doing the potions you had an idea, while it cooled down a little bit you looked at a mirror and thought how you would like to know what the fuck you are.
It worked so well that you kinda freaked out a little bit, and by a little bit, you mean you headbutted the mirror.
Ok, maybe you were curious about what you are, but you felt that it would send you into a crazy spiral for a while, so you maybe would actually get the data pack after you send Gabby and Gilda in their way.
After going to the room where they were the smell of sex hit you like a fucking train, and you remembered something very important to do after a night of wild sex.
Change the sheets and clean up after yourself.
Normally it wouldn't be necessary if you cum inside of something you don't need to worry about it you know, like a normal human being.
But the amount of stuff your balls produced was so big that the bed is now soaked in your cum.
Granted it felt much better to cum as a chimera than as a human but the smell, it's not so good.
A fact that these two women may not have noticed as they have been in this room for some hours and their senses accustomed to it.
...
Thankfully in your drunken stupor, you were sane enough to use one of the guest rooms.
That or you took one of the closes rooms to fuck faster.
Well, that is staling enough, sooner rather than later you will have to wake them up and heal them, so you enter with two glasses of the potion.
Gabby almost panics but you manage to relax her enough, at least for now.
You knew that Gilda was awake, you fucked asleep Gilda for most of the night and she didn't look anything like this.
After talking with her a little, and somehow managing to get her permission to keep fucking her while unconscious [size=0.5em]-yeeees!-[/size] she finally picked the potion it up and tries to drink it without sitting up, -Since you destroyed her ass with your cock- then she drinks it in one go, fortunately, you made it so it would only taste like water.
Giving you the glass back she opens her eyes wide and puts a claw in her head, "Woah, that works fast, were did you get it!?"
You smile as you take the glass from her, "I made it, now come on, I doubt you like how stiff my cum must be inside, Gabby probably has already taken a bath by now."
You look at her as she frowns and moves a little, then she winces, "Yea, now that you say it it is kinda stiff." She then proceeded to try to stand up on the floor, only for her back legs to fail, bringing her down instantly, "FUCK."
You immediately stand up and steady her, "Shit, are you alright?"
She is in visible pain, probably because she is sitting on her sore posterior and maybe her puffy pussy, but somehow she smirks at you.
"Nah, I just enjoy sitting down you fucking dweeb, no, but really, apparently you went a little too hard that even a thunder cunt like me couldn't handle."
You roll your eyes and without another word, you pick her up, She squawks in surprise, for a second it seemed like she would try to wiggle out, but once you put her in a 'right' hold for a cat she relaxes a little... She still looks at you with an annoyed expression and a surprisingly cute blush on her face.
"Let me down now, I don't like being hen-handled,"
You raise an eyebrow, 'hen handled?' as you work your way into your bathroom you translate their weirds expressions and reversed gender roles in your head, you arrive at the conclusion she means 'Manhandle', you let out a snort of amusement, "What about-"
As she already knew what you would say, she responds, "Getting fuck hard while you get henhandle is very different to just being henhandle outside sex, so fuck off and let me down you dweeb."
You freeze for a moment and think of a way to tease her, the problem is... you don't want to go... native, or maybe it's didn't?
It was annoying, that little part of your brain that kept screaming how wrong everything was.
For fucks sake you don't have any excuses now, you already took a deep dive into the pool of interspecies relationships, heck you asked to fuck her while she slept, it can't go deeper than that, not only that you may have been teasing her for a while now, so might as well go to the deep end, You smirked at her.
"What? Do you want me to fuck you while I take you to the bathroom? or do you want me to fuck you first before picking you up every time?"
She just raises an eyebrow while giving you a smirk, "I will pass for now, but please let me walk by myself."
This time you are the one to roll your eyes as you keep walking to the bathroom that you told Gabby, "How about this, If you can walk by yourself after I mostly fixed your ass, you are welcome to do so."
Gilda scrunched her face but didn't protest anymore.
As you take her to the bathroom, you hear Gabby scream.
As you feel the adrenaline flow into your body you kick the door open expecting to see her wounded.
...only to hear laughter and see a fully fluff-out Gabby.
You let out a groan and remember the fact that every bathroom in your home has a giant hair dryer... since sadly you didn't have any towels, after all, if you had more material like that you would do some clothing instead of towels.
What you did have was magic, so you made a giant hair drier considering that most of your body mass is just your fur...
The sound of the hair drier fills the room, thanks to that, Gabby didn't notice you kicking the door down, when you look at the griffon still in your arms you see how she holds onto your body for dear life...
Wow, you must have more fur than you thought if you can't feel her claws.
When she notices you eying her she blushes hard and goes back to a more neutral look... At least until she sees Gabby still busy with the hair drier, something that makes her open her eyes wide.
"Let me down!" she flails her body around, but since you had a good hold she was unable to free herself.
You roll your eyes even harder and proceeded to move to the shower.
Since this bathroom is not the main one it is rather small... compared to the bigger one, that is, the room is about 20 square meters or 220 square feet, thankfully you are sane enough to use The metric system since YOU DON'T HAVE FEET ANY LONGER YOU CAN'T EXACTLY CALCULATE THINGS WITH THAT ANYMORE
It has a bathtub that can easily hold two people of your size and a shower which is a little bigger than that, why? simple, you like to lay in the shower and look at the ceiling while the water hits you.
Well, you actually did that two times, you did manage to actually make plumbing work just about two weeks ago after all.
And why do you like to do that? Well you like the sensation of rain while going down a spiral of depression over the fact that you will never go back to your world or have any human contact.
Whatever, you are losing the point.
There is also a toilet and a sink with a mirror in it, and of course, all of them at your high, because fuck the fucking midgets that are the most species.
As you open the door to the shower you calmly sit Gilda, just in time for the hair drier to stop, "Anon! what is this!? it makes my voice sound super funny!"
Before you respond, Gilda clears her throat, "It's a 'hot front' if I'm right, It's either that or one of those fancy magical body driers that the ponies use."
You wait a moment before you turn on the water, you guess it is too good to hope that you actually invented something new, thought if she called fancy maybe it was not that normal... maybe you can earn some money selling this installation, since as far as you know most griffins have to export magic objects from the ponies.
You shake your head and put your hand over the head of the shower turning on the hot water and some of the cold one, while regulating it you hear Gabby.
"Fancy?" You could almost swear you heard gears turning in her head, then you hear a gasp, "FANCY!?"
You frown while you are about to hit the right temperature, looking at Gabby you become confused, for some reason her eyes are wide open, then she starts to look around in obvious panic, you raise an eyebrow as you look at Gilda hoping she may clear your doubts.
She was looking at Gabby with obvious confusion on her face, "What? something wrong with-" she then shuts up, and her eyes opened wide...
Is that water? No, you are pretty sure you are getting the full force of the shower, so it has to be sweat... she... she's sweating? and for some reason, she is also looking at your bathtub, the general room actually.
You frown a little, after you arrive at the perfect temperature you let the water hit Gilda, which only made her jump and squawk in surprise while looking even more panicked.
"Ok, girls? what's going on?"
---
You are wet -not in a sexy way- and incredibly panicked, so you must be Gilda.
And you may have fucked up.
Because the best scenario is you fucked a free noble cock, which means that you will probably become his toy after he pulls a few strings...
-You HATE how you don't totally dislike the idea-
The worst scenario possible would be that you may have fucked the toy cock of a noble griffin, and you will get executed if she finds out.
Was it worth it?
...
Yes.
But not dying would also be pretty good.
"Ok, girls? what's going on?" You snap back to reality and turn your head to him, only to see Anon frowning at you... you gulped.
Ever since you met him he didn't appear to lie to you, so you hope he doesn't start now, "A-Anon..."
He raises an eyebrow while he takes a bottle, "Yeah?"
Ok, you should probably start with the worse possible thing, "Are you... in a flock with a noble?"
As he takes some of the contents of the crystal bottle he suddenly squeezes it at the sudden question, cracking the thing a little, stopping he puts the bottle down and gives you an inquisitive look.
"What?"
You would like to say that you managed to keep your cool during this, but you were sure you were sweating like a pig right about now, thankfully the water hid everything, saving your pride.
Since you didn't have anything to add you keep looking at him waiting for a response while he rub his hands together to prepare whatever was in the bottle.
He then looks at Gabby, which even in her mass of fluff still managed to sweat bullets.
Well, he looks confused, that is probably a good sign.
The sudden groan of exasperation catches you by surprise, but his words manage to distract you enough not to realize he's getting closer.
"Gilda, I swear to god that if this is a sort of catch line to ask me if I'm single then I will be extremely annoyed."
"W-what, it is- yelp!" The sudden contact with your sore posterior made you let out a little moan of pain, but as fast as it came it was gone, replaced by a groan of satisfaction.
You don't know what the hell he is applying in your ass, but it is refreshing, and most importantly, it makes the pain slowly fade away.
You shook your head hard, you had to get a real answer, "J-just respond t-to the dam q-question you fucking dweeb!"
You really hope that Gabby didn't notice the cracks in your voice or how you were stuttering, thankfully he responds as quickly as you make the question, "No, I'm in fact, not dating anyone."
That was a ton out of your shoulders, thanks to the sudden relief your buttcheeks relax even more, making you let out a moan even bigger than before.
Quickly you cover up your beak and look at gabby, the griffoness in question simply sighed in relief while looking intensely at your ass... and there goes her wing boner.
You would have a personal talk with her later, if she goes around saying what Anon was doing to you, your reputation would probably fall to the ground.
As you get your bearings together, you speak again, "A-are you a noble?"
Anon gives you one of the biggest eye roll you have ever seen, "Of course n-..." he then shuts up for a moment and stops massaging your ass, "Well, I guess technically I'm a noble."
FUCK (YES).
"But I don't exactly go around doing noble things, I don't really feel like one even though my house is pretty big and I have lands to my name, I just made it like that because it keeps me busy working on it so my mind doesn't fuck my head with negative thoughts."
YES (GODDAMIT)
You relax just a little as he starts to massage your ass again, you let out a shudder of excitement as your tail hiked, if your ass is fixed and he keeps going like this you'll probably jump his bones.
---
You are a slightly jealous mass of fluff, so you must be Gabby.
Anon just confirmed that you will not be castrated, so that's good, very good.
He also maybe confirmed that he will not make you his concubine, which was good and bad.
Good because you enjoy being a mail griffin.
Bad because he was possibly the best catch you could ask for.
"So you won't make us your concubines?" Poly feathers, you said that aloud... and there was disappointment in your voice.
BAD GABBY BAD
Anon stops rubbing Gilda, which gave you a glare that really is not helping your self-loathing.
You give her a sheepish smile while you shrug.
When Anon sees you you tried to give him your best confident smirk, "Why... Why would you think that?"
YEA WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT YOU IDIOT, YOU ARE NOT THAT WORTH IT, EVERY GRIFFIN THINKS YOU ARE TOO-
You are startled when you see Anon in front of you, his fur wet and flat thanks to the water, right now he seems a lot smaller -He was still a giant-, he had a frown, but you didn't feel like it was directed at you.
"No, really, explain it to me, I'm new in this place, I don't know a lot of things."
You blink, then remember the fact that his house was in fact not here for too long.
About a month and a half to be precise.
You still don't know how the griffin workers made it that fast thought, it is a pretty big house after all, practically a mansion.
You once more see his eyes filled with concern.
Concern for you two and your mental health.
Your heart flutters a little.
You also remember how special last night was.
Mother told you that the first time would hurt as hell and the cock would not even care how you felt.
She was wrong.
Also, you may be thinking too much about last night, because your nethers are starting to get a little heated, which only gets worse when you look at his dick and balls -WITH NO BALL BRA- hanging in plain sight thanks to the water.
JUST LIKE IN THE RIVER.
You shake your head, your face feeling warm probably because it's red like a tomato, if he notices it he doesn't acknowledge the fact you ogle his dick for a moment, "Well..."