A Birthday Treat (Patreon)

Len sat at the bed, fidgeting on the red sheets trying to figure out the most alluring pose while they waited for the company they had picked out for this special evening. They had been waiting a long time on the brothel waitlist, having to pay top dollar for the best man from the selection available, to close out what was a long birthday. After a few more minutes of settling on a pose, laying back with their legs held up to show off their ass and the soft purple padding of their feet all be it a little glistened from the day, the otter prepared themselves. Just in time too as the door cracked open and in walked the man Len booked a session with a good couple months ago.  

A tall toned and quite handsome gryphon, Dusk, dressed in scantily latex that barely hid anything, especially not his erection which the Len's gaze had been fixed to from the start. The gryphon seemed to enjoy the gaze giving the waist band of his speedo a tug making it hug his knotted cock a bit tighter to show just what the otter could expect to be railed by for the next hour. “Heard someone was in need of a good breeding,” he said with a smirk while looking the otter up and down, rolling his speedo down and letting his rod spring free and a drop of pre dropping to the floor.  

Len sat up promptly, drinking in the view of their stud for rent, practically resisting the urge to drool all over him, till it clicked in their head that he had said breeding and Len had remembered that they had signed up for a special treatment tonight, “Breeding, oh shit give me a minute, I forgot to have the right bits for this.”  

“The right bits?” Dusk asked with an eyebrow raised, but before he could ask for clarification he watched as his client sat up and scooch over to the edge of the bed with legs spread. To his amazement the otter’s sheath and orbs turned wet translucent purple, beginning to melt back in to their body with a squish, purple goo dripping down their thighs as their package was slowly replaced with a perfect and plump and glistening folds. 

Len then slid their hands down to the new pair of wet lips and spread them for Dusk to get a nice view of the handiwork, “alright, ready to start when you are,” they said, with a wink and a smirk.

the finished product of that birthday ych I did a couple months back featuring the gryhon Dusk, thanks so much for participating in this piece
story as always by Melos