**This chapter is explicit.**

His two tails haven't taken a break since your lovers have begun their little game, sending electrical shocks throughout your body. One is rubbing your clit, while the other has wrapped itself around your chest and brushes your nipples. Come to think of it, they act less like tails than fingers. Aching for more, your pussy is deliciously wet. You're about to go next to his head and see what his tongue can do for you, when something incredible happens.

Even as Kanako continues to suck him with energy, even as Mori keeps on plunging in her throat, his dick splits in two in front of your very eyes. Or rather, a second one grows at the top of his heavy sack. This time, a startled Kanako stumbles and releases him with a strangled yelp, while you can't help a small shriek -- of excitement and wonder. Utterly fascinated, you approach the wondrous shaft while he laughs good naturally from behind her back.

"Why, ladies, you thought I'd come to you unprepared and unable to fulfill my duty? What do you think, Kanako san, is this... too foxy for you? Should I--"

"No! Don't! It's just fine!" Kanako cuts him off before turning a deep shade of red at her outburst. But while any older Japanese man would have been offended, that cunning flirt laughs even louder.

"All right then! Let's keep it that way. Would you give this one the honor?" he asks you with a wink.

You flush red as well, but for other reasons, and meet his stare without flinching. "It will be my deep pleasure, sensei." Your voice is raspy with want, and calling him by his title adds yet another layer of thrill. There are many, many new kinks that you're discovering tonight.

He reads you like an open book. His smile turns hungry, and his eyes flash gold, sending jolts to your pussy. Unconsciously, you rub yourself faster against the agile tail that plays with your clit. Would it?... Could he?... Answering your silent question, three other tails wrap themselves around your limbs and push you on all fours, until your nose is against his second dick. Suddenly hesitating, Kanako recoils a little.

"Kanako san, turn yourself toward me now," he orders, again with that no-nonsense instructor voice of his. By ingrained reflex, she obeys at once, happy to stop gawking uneasily at what's happening to you. Without waiting any longer, she grabs him from behind and directs him to her dripping honey hole, grinding herself on him until he is sheathed deep inside. A long throaty cry of release escapes her.

But you don't have much time to enjoy this; like velvet ropes, the three tails hold you in place, and you have only one option: gulp down that delicious member perfectly erect under your nose, brushing now and then the bouncing form of your lover who is riding Mori hard, with full abandon. Incredibly enough, he has enough self-control to not push back.

That changes as soon as his thick and long shaft hits the back of your mouth. Your upper arms and thighs are bound; you have no other choice than brace yourself on his muscular legs when he begins to thrust into both of you. Kanako wails continuously and from the corner of your eye, you see her body shake from head to toes. She is close, very close, but so are you because that wicked agile fourth tail of his is now thrusting inside you from behind.

The triple dose of hot, tight and wet orifices engulfing him finally gets to him; his grunts turn louder and louder, while your moans are muffled by the large intruder in your mouth. Rivulets of sweat burn your eyes as you allow the tempest of lust and desire sweep you away.

For the second time tonight, Kanako and you reach your climax together, and like earlier, your girlfriend crashes down, this time on the broad and welcoming chest of your wicked instructor who cradles her in his arms. She almost disappears in his embrace.

"Is she going to be all right?" he asks with a tenderness that surprises you as he is still hard and panting. Mouth still pretty much occupied, you can merely groan and blink. He lays her down carefully on the cushions scattered on the tatami floor. But when he pushes himself up to sit on his knees, towering above your helpless form, a new kind of searing fire burns in his golden and glowing eyes.

"Well, sweetheart, if it's just the two of us for now, why don't we take this a step further, hm? I sense that you're all ready for handling me."

Electricity crackles around him, and your body hair stands. Voice once again made of gravel, fur spreads out on his body; his face shapeshifts into his true form, and paws replace human limbs. Only his dick in your mouth seems unchanged, although your jaw begs to differ.

His deep laugh is like thunder in the distance on a summer afternoon, or water tumbling stones in the bank of a mountain stream. The room is hot and stuffy, yet you could swear a cool breeze carrying the scent of the forest brushed your face, leaving you refreshed and with new energy.

Your eyes widen, and all sounds are drown by the rush of blood surging in your ears. Your heart beats widely, but again, not of out of fear. A burst of arousal makes you come again and clamp down the tail buried inside you. That's all the answer he needs.

He leaves your mouth and throbbing pussy, but you're still bound by other appendices. You find yourself pushed on your back; his long muzzle sniffles you, his raspy tongue slides from your clit upward, before his maw opens wide, and sharp fangs seize your throat and press down. Acute pain radiates throughout your body, while something hot and sticky trickles down your skin.

Eyes shut, hands twisting hard the fur of his chest, you whimper and pant aloud, pain and pleasure mingling in a new way. You have never been so much at the mercy of anyone, never been so far on the edge of the cliff between life and death. A burning and lazy tongue cleans the droplets of blood and sweat running down your skin, and you wonder idly if exchanging so many different fluids with a supernatural being is wise.

"Are you ready?" he rasps in your ear as your thighs are opened wide by his paws. "Ready to be taken like you deserve?"

Your eyes flutter open, and you lick your dry lips, before managing to focus on him. His inhuman face is just above yours; arousal makes you whimper -- it's your blood glittering on his fangs. Your body shudders with want, and you hope that Kanako will stay out long enough for what comes next, because the odds are high she might disagree with it.

"Y... yes..." you croak.

"That's my strong warrior," he purrs. The next instant, his two dicks press slowly yet relentlessly on both your lower entrances. You can't help it; you arch your back and howl, offering him your raised nipples in the same movement. He cannot kiss you now, but his tongue swirling along your jaw and chin has the same calming effect.

"Shh, relax..." With that impossible voice of his, his words have an hypnotic quality. "Open wide for me, let yourself go, let yourself in my care, you don't need to worry about anything... only to reach your pleasure..."

Gradually, with each breath that leaves you, your body becomes limber, until finally, he is fully inside you. On both sides. Throbbing. Filling you. Stretching you like you'd never thought possible. Owning you.