Janet gets between Tigra’s furry cheeks
Comic Vore, GTS/GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 20
by
copier
· original author:
minecrafter
“Ohhh, yes,” Janet moaned out, enjoying the feeling of Tigra’s rough tongue entering the depths of her pussy. Tigra’s fangs grazed the area around her sensitive slit- not enough to break the skin, but it still reminded Janet that for all of Tigra’s flirtatiousness she was still partially cat-like. Tigra’s little yowels of pain and pleasure whenever her husband slammed his dick through the tight ring of her asshole was the second reminder. Janet looked down, looking into Tigra’s eyes as the cat-girl continued her ministrations on her sensitive pussy. The tigress gave her a wink, and Janet felt Tigra’s tongue slip out of her pussy. She was nearly about to move Tigra’s head back, to force her to eat her out, when she suddenly felt that rough yet delightfully soft tongue spear into her own ass, making the Wasp yelp in surprise. The Wasp’s orgasm sent a spray of her feminine juices raining down on Tigra’s head, who- despite having her tongue buried in the other woman’s ass- was smirking at having gotten the upper hand over Janet, even as Hank continued to pound into her soft, jiggly, fur-covered rear.
Janet smirked back at Tigra. She might have won that battle, but by the end of the night she’d have Tigra eating out of the palm of her hand, even if she was buried deep in the other heroine’s bowels.
Speaking of- Hank was also getting close to his limit, she could tell. He was slowing down to prolong the pleasure, but eventually he’d cream deep inside Tigra’s bowels. That thought made her horny, but she wanted to see what that was like for herself now that there was another woman in their bedroom.
Janet began to shrink down, moaning as Tigra’s tongue stretched her ass out more and more. This surprised Tigra, but the cat-girl kept obediently licking Janet’s rectal walls, only stopping once her tongue was in danger of being trapped inside. Janet wasn’t worried- Hank’s new Pym Particles would let her body take that abuse, too- but having Tigra’s tongue gradually cover more and more of her body was good too.
Tigra grinned down ferally at Janet, watching as the woman whose husband was currently fucking her dwindled in size until she would fit in the palm of her hand. If she wanted to, Tigra could easily swallow Janet right then and there and have Hank to herself all night long. But as much as Tigra was sure that everyone would like that, she was curious to see what the pixie-ish woman had in mind.
Tigra licked her lips hungrily, her fanged maw hanging open from the pleasure Hank was giving her. She gave her ass cheeks a squeeze, delighting in his moans as her ass milked his sensitive cock. “Ready to take things inside, Janet?” she asked, licking up Janet’s stomach and chest, her tongue now as broad as Janet was. Tigra licked her lips again, and let her mouth hang open in front of Janet’s face, tongue curling and motioning as if to invite the Wasp inside. Janet tasted like vanilla, mixed with salt from all the sweating they were doing. Delicious; Tigra wanted more.
Janet shivered in delight as Tigra’s thick, gooey saliva dripped off the front of her body, kept heated from the hot breath that was blowing onto her body from Tigra’s open throat. She stared down Tigra’s throat, wanting nothing more than to dive down that tight, rippling tube of flesh to bathe in the sea of alcohol and chyme from whatever Tigra last had for a meal. But like her husband had suggested, she was looking to get into Tigra’s body through a different entrance.
Wasp’s wings began to buzz, and Tigra watched as the tiny girl flew underneath her body, between the valley of her orange breasts, and down through her thighs and up to Hank’s head. She was a little disappointed, but at the same time she was glad that Janet hadn’t given up so easily.
Hank looked at his wife as she hovered in front of his face, enjoying the sight of her naked, glistening body. He almost wanted a taste of her himself, but it looked like she had something else in mind.
“Slow down a bit more, and once I’m inside really give it to her as hard as you can,” Janet said, flying over to give her husband a kiss on the lips. Hank was surprised by the quick gesture, but darted his tongue out just in time to get a taste of Janet’s naked body. His wife gave him one last flirtatious wink, then dove down rapidly towards his cock.
It took Hank a moment to realize what she wanted, but he stopped bucking his hips long enough for Janet to wrap her arms and legs around his shaft. He let out a little moan at the strange sensation, making Tigra look back at him.
“What’s the holdup?”
Hank felt Janet give the side of his cock a little slap. Without saying a word, he carefully pressed his way back inside of Tigra’s backdoor, watching closely as both his cock and his wife sank into Tigra’s hungry, furry hindquarters. He gripped her plush, furry ass tightly as Tigra began to squirm beneath him, now aware of what was taking so long as Hank and Janet filled her tight colon to the brim.
“Ohhh... THAT’S what your plan was,” Tigra moaned. Hank simply grabbed the base of Tigra’s tail, lifted her up further onto the bed, and got ready to do as Janet had asked.
Tigra gripped the bed sheets as she felt Pym begin to jackhammer her asshole, going even faster than he had been when they had first started having sex. Adding to the pleasure was Janet, who- after being scraped off of Hank’s cock by the ridges of Tigra’s bowels- was forced deep into Tigra’s intestines by Hank’s thrusting, gravity, and her own clenches as Hank gave her ass the fucking of its life.
Janet was in heaven; Tigra’s bowels were slimy, both with Hank’s saliva, pre-cum, and a good helping of intestinal mucous, but it was also clean and smelled surprisingly clean, too. Tigra was a pro-sexpot, so she wasn’t surprised. Hank’s cock and ground her into Tigra’s walls, making sure he was nice and covered with the goopy mixture before she pushed herself off of it. Hank’s cock rammed into her a second later, but her body was durable enough to take it- the massive, car-sized piece of man-meat simply making her shoot forward into Tigra’s bowels. Janet took her time with massaging the walls, running her hands and feet against their smooth ridges, enjoying the squishyness and heat that warmed her to her core. The deeper she went, the tighter it got, but if it never got so tight that she had to shrink down further- not that she wouldn’t do that eventually, she just wanted to wait until Hank was getting close to finishing.
Which, he was. Looking back towards Tigra’s pucker, only visible through the faintest, quickest peeks when Hank’s girth was nearly out of Tigra’s asshole, Janet saw the head of his cock begin to twitch. Smiling, she positioned her body just right, facing towards the head of his dick while her legs were aimed deeper into Tigra’s intestines. If she timed this just right...
Hank couldn’t feel his wife anymore, but he didn’t care- she could crawl to Tigra’s stomach without him for all he cared, so long as he got to leave a load in Tigra’s asshole. His balls almost ached from his pent up release; he couldn’t hold it a second longer. Instead of slowing down, he sped up- slamming into Tigra’s ass with such force as he started to cum that if it weren’t for Tigra’s enhanced strength or fur, he was sure he would have made her cheeks red.
Tigra’s head shot forward as she let out a primal roar, feeling Hank’s cum start to fill her belly. Though the rest of her digestive tract wasn’t nearly as sensitive as her asshole and rectum had been, she could still feel Hank’s warm seed flooding into her- although, like Hank, she could no longer feel Janet.
The reason for Janet’s disappearance was that she had shrunk down just as Hank shot his load, what would have been a bathtub’s worth of spunk becoming an Olympic swimming pool’s worth as she shrank down to the size of the namesake of her husband’s hero name. She let out a yawp, giggling as the flood carried her deep into Tigra’s belly. The surge shot her about half-way through Tigra’s large intestine, leaving her stranded in the center of Tigra’s core, surrounded by her husband’s cum and the gurgle and groans of Tigra’s working body.
Tigra panted hard, with even her enhanced stamina being taken for a spin by the double-penetration of the two lovebirds. She gave Hank’s dick one last squeeze with her ass, before unimpaling herself from it. She let out another moan as she felt his cum start to leak out, clenching her asshole to keep it- and Hank’s wife- trapped inside. Grinning, she flashed her teeth as she turned around to look at Hank, who was looking winded himself. Keeping up with her could be a trial for some of the enhanced Avengers, so she wasn’t surprised that someone who was a normal- if fit and handsome- human like Hank was having a hard time keeping up.
“Bit off more than you could chew?” Tigra teased, making Hank look up at her.
He shook his head. “Just... holy... your ass is tight.”
“That’s something Miss Pym is learning first hand,” Tigra said, giving her ass a slap. “I can’t even feel her any more. Guess she got tired from-“
Tigra yowled suddenly, rolling over onto her back. Hank stepped towards her in concern, only to realize that her movements were from pleasure, not pain. He noticed the bulge in Tigra’s abdomen- Janet had grown back a bit in size, stretching out Tigra’s intestines. Thankfully, the protection the Pym Particles offered could also extend to other people, so long as they were in close contact to someone of an altered size.
“P-please, do something Hank,” Tigra moaned, drool coming from the sides of her mouth. “Fuck me, crawl inside me- anything!”
Hank and- unknown to both Hank and Tigra- Janet both smiled. Maybe by the end of the night they’d keep Tigra as a pet. He could make her a collar and everything.
Janet smirked back at Tigra. She might have won that battle, but by the end of the night she’d have Tigra eating out of the palm of her hand, even if she was buried deep in the other heroine’s bowels.
Speaking of- Hank was also getting close to his limit, she could tell. He was slowing down to prolong the pleasure, but eventually he’d cream deep inside Tigra’s bowels. That thought made her horny, but she wanted to see what that was like for herself now that there was another woman in their bedroom.
Janet began to shrink down, moaning as Tigra’s tongue stretched her ass out more and more. This surprised Tigra, but the cat-girl kept obediently licking Janet’s rectal walls, only stopping once her tongue was in danger of being trapped inside. Janet wasn’t worried- Hank’s new Pym Particles would let her body take that abuse, too- but having Tigra’s tongue gradually cover more and more of her body was good too.
Tigra grinned down ferally at Janet, watching as the woman whose husband was currently fucking her dwindled in size until she would fit in the palm of her hand. If she wanted to, Tigra could easily swallow Janet right then and there and have Hank to herself all night long. But as much as Tigra was sure that everyone would like that, she was curious to see what the pixie-ish woman had in mind.
Tigra licked her lips hungrily, her fanged maw hanging open from the pleasure Hank was giving her. She gave her ass cheeks a squeeze, delighting in his moans as her ass milked his sensitive cock. “Ready to take things inside, Janet?” she asked, licking up Janet’s stomach and chest, her tongue now as broad as Janet was. Tigra licked her lips again, and let her mouth hang open in front of Janet’s face, tongue curling and motioning as if to invite the Wasp inside. Janet tasted like vanilla, mixed with salt from all the sweating they were doing. Delicious; Tigra wanted more.
Janet shivered in delight as Tigra’s thick, gooey saliva dripped off the front of her body, kept heated from the hot breath that was blowing onto her body from Tigra’s open throat. She stared down Tigra’s throat, wanting nothing more than to dive down that tight, rippling tube of flesh to bathe in the sea of alcohol and chyme from whatever Tigra last had for a meal. But like her husband had suggested, she was looking to get into Tigra’s body through a different entrance.
Wasp’s wings began to buzz, and Tigra watched as the tiny girl flew underneath her body, between the valley of her orange breasts, and down through her thighs and up to Hank’s head. She was a little disappointed, but at the same time she was glad that Janet hadn’t given up so easily.
Hank looked at his wife as she hovered in front of his face, enjoying the sight of her naked, glistening body. He almost wanted a taste of her himself, but it looked like she had something else in mind.
“Slow down a bit more, and once I’m inside really give it to her as hard as you can,” Janet said, flying over to give her husband a kiss on the lips. Hank was surprised by the quick gesture, but darted his tongue out just in time to get a taste of Janet’s naked body. His wife gave him one last flirtatious wink, then dove down rapidly towards his cock.
It took Hank a moment to realize what she wanted, but he stopped bucking his hips long enough for Janet to wrap her arms and legs around his shaft. He let out a little moan at the strange sensation, making Tigra look back at him.
“What’s the holdup?”
Hank felt Janet give the side of his cock a little slap. Without saying a word, he carefully pressed his way back inside of Tigra’s backdoor, watching closely as both his cock and his wife sank into Tigra’s hungry, furry hindquarters. He gripped her plush, furry ass tightly as Tigra began to squirm beneath him, now aware of what was taking so long as Hank and Janet filled her tight colon to the brim.
“Ohhh... THAT’S what your plan was,” Tigra moaned. Hank simply grabbed the base of Tigra’s tail, lifted her up further onto the bed, and got ready to do as Janet had asked.
Tigra gripped the bed sheets as she felt Pym begin to jackhammer her asshole, going even faster than he had been when they had first started having sex. Adding to the pleasure was Janet, who- after being scraped off of Hank’s cock by the ridges of Tigra’s bowels- was forced deep into Tigra’s intestines by Hank’s thrusting, gravity, and her own clenches as Hank gave her ass the fucking of its life.
Janet was in heaven; Tigra’s bowels were slimy, both with Hank’s saliva, pre-cum, and a good helping of intestinal mucous, but it was also clean and smelled surprisingly clean, too. Tigra was a pro-sexpot, so she wasn’t surprised. Hank’s cock and ground her into Tigra’s walls, making sure he was nice and covered with the goopy mixture before she pushed herself off of it. Hank’s cock rammed into her a second later, but her body was durable enough to take it- the massive, car-sized piece of man-meat simply making her shoot forward into Tigra’s bowels. Janet took her time with massaging the walls, running her hands and feet against their smooth ridges, enjoying the squishyness and heat that warmed her to her core. The deeper she went, the tighter it got, but if it never got so tight that she had to shrink down further- not that she wouldn’t do that eventually, she just wanted to wait until Hank was getting close to finishing.
Which, he was. Looking back towards Tigra’s pucker, only visible through the faintest, quickest peeks when Hank’s girth was nearly out of Tigra’s asshole, Janet saw the head of his cock begin to twitch. Smiling, she positioned her body just right, facing towards the head of his dick while her legs were aimed deeper into Tigra’s intestines. If she timed this just right...
Hank couldn’t feel his wife anymore, but he didn’t care- she could crawl to Tigra’s stomach without him for all he cared, so long as he got to leave a load in Tigra’s asshole. His balls almost ached from his pent up release; he couldn’t hold it a second longer. Instead of slowing down, he sped up- slamming into Tigra’s ass with such force as he started to cum that if it weren’t for Tigra’s enhanced strength or fur, he was sure he would have made her cheeks red.
Tigra’s head shot forward as she let out a primal roar, feeling Hank’s cum start to fill her belly. Though the rest of her digestive tract wasn’t nearly as sensitive as her asshole and rectum had been, she could still feel Hank’s warm seed flooding into her- although, like Hank, she could no longer feel Janet.
The reason for Janet’s disappearance was that she had shrunk down just as Hank shot his load, what would have been a bathtub’s worth of spunk becoming an Olympic swimming pool’s worth as she shrank down to the size of the namesake of her husband’s hero name. She let out a yawp, giggling as the flood carried her deep into Tigra’s belly. The surge shot her about half-way through Tigra’s large intestine, leaving her stranded in the center of Tigra’s core, surrounded by her husband’s cum and the gurgle and groans of Tigra’s working body.
Tigra panted hard, with even her enhanced stamina being taken for a spin by the double-penetration of the two lovebirds. She gave Hank’s dick one last squeeze with her ass, before unimpaling herself from it. She let out another moan as she felt his cum start to leak out, clenching her asshole to keep it- and Hank’s wife- trapped inside. Grinning, she flashed her teeth as she turned around to look at Hank, who was looking winded himself. Keeping up with her could be a trial for some of the enhanced Avengers, so she wasn’t surprised that someone who was a normal- if fit and handsome- human like Hank was having a hard time keeping up.
“Bit off more than you could chew?” Tigra teased, making Hank look up at her.
He shook his head. “Just... holy... your ass is tight.”
“That’s something Miss Pym is learning first hand,” Tigra said, giving her ass a slap. “I can’t even feel her any more. Guess she got tired from-“
Tigra yowled suddenly, rolling over onto her back. Hank stepped towards her in concern, only to realize that her movements were from pleasure, not pain. He noticed the bulge in Tigra’s abdomen- Janet had grown back a bit in size, stretching out Tigra’s intestines. Thankfully, the protection the Pym Particles offered could also extend to other people, so long as they were in close contact to someone of an altered size.
“P-please, do something Hank,” Tigra moaned, drool coming from the sides of her mouth. “Fuck me, crawl inside me- anything!”
Hank and- unknown to both Hank and Tigra- Janet both smiled. Maybe by the end of the night they’d keep Tigra as a pet. He could make her a collar and everything.
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