In this story i use the Term MetaMales to refer to a mono sexed people that appear male but has a vaginal equivalent as well as a penis. They consider themselves distinct from Hermaphrodites so i do not use that term. They are Basically an MPreg Species.
I use masculine pronouns when referring to MetaMales ( Term Barrowed from someone else ) as they are mostly Masculine in identity, and have not given them a pronoun other than He.
Also this story has 2 characters named Dave. : /
The woods were darkening and they couple had come a long way. They would have been an odd sight had anyone seen them. Both were fat gentlemen, both appeared to be canids of mixed or wolf like origin, not quiet wolves, not malamutes, not huskies. Just Vaguely wolf/dog like. One was very different from the other though. One had 4 legs and an extra body. The other man, with the standard 2 legs rode on his back as he would a horse. The were in mild conversation mostly rehashing what had been said before.
“ So you are obligated to breed and be Bred because of low, population, you have to do this in a designated spot, and it is so secretive that ‘non living but us’ can know about it, but since I know I about it I have to come willingly to be killed for knowing, but if I don’t come, I will be killed.” The fat man riding the taur asked.
“Yup.” The taur said and reached back to pat his thigh with a strong meaty hand.
“You do realize how dumb that sounds right?” the other asked as he held the love handle of the man he was riding.
“oh yeah it is stupid as hell, but since we aren’t naturally evolved we have some of that Fate war era contract shit to deal with, so even the ones that think it is stupid got to follow it.” The Taur said.
“Ok but, like we have determined a work around here, you are gonna vore me, go have your forest frenzy, then reform me after, wouldn’t I still need to be eliminated?” The man on the Taur’s back asked as he cuddled into his mate’s back.
“Only during ‘the gathering’ which happens every 20 years. So if I put you in my belly for tonight, you will be fine until it happens 20 years later. So by saying ‘I do’ and being told all this shit you will have to be vored, at least once every 20 years. As a way around the contract.” His mate explained.
“Oh nooo, I am being threatened by a good time.” The 2 legged man said sarcastically.
“Also if I understand it, I just have to ‘not be among the living’ on that date in some form, like it doesn’t have to be you who has me as a meal, any vore will work right?”
“Yup, if you outlive me I know some others like me who will oblige or you can have one of our other vore friends do it, it is just you have to come to this first one, be ‘sentenced’ and then after I eat you there, it is all good.” The taur said.
“is it totally going to invalidate anything that I will certainly be alive inside you for hours during the thing?” The 2 leggeg man asked.
“No, it won’t. You are ‘contractually dead’, even if you are happily living in my tank. Some of the the, uhh breeders will likely know you are there and might play with or prod you so don’t think you can just doze off.” The taur said.
“So it will be like our honey moon pretty much.” The 2 legged man said.
“Yeah, but less karaoke.” The taur answered.
They walked in silence for a bit before entering a clearing. In it were various taurs, mostly of bear or canid form gathered solemnly. Most were naked or wore ceremonial paint. Others, like a polar bear Taur guy was wearing a rather nice shirt and suit jacket and he looked impatient and reagle. Despite being nude from the waist down. The pair approached him from behind and his small nub of a tail didn’t hid anything. On display was his balls, his ass, and in the space between them a small slit that was being held together with internal muscles. He was, a meta-male, like all that were gathered here.
“Oh great, an outsider, we are going to have to listen to the Condemnation speech.” Said the polarbear adjusting his tie as he caught sight of the new arrivals.
“ Hey now, then we get to watch our boy Poswall vore his 2 legged hubby, don’t tell me you aren’t looking forward to that now Bergrym,” said a meaty individual on the other side of the pair. He was very darkly pigmented save for his white underbelly. He walked over and patted Poswall on the shoulder. Then he turned to the 2 leegged man on Poswall’s back.
“Hi, my name is Dave, it is ok to forget it, there are a billion Daves.” He introduced himself.
“Well isn’t that Awkward, I am also Dave. Forgetting your name would be difficult indeed” Dave the 2 legged said and shook the other taur’s hand.
“Davet, don’t be so flippant about it, the prospect might frighten him.”
“Oh, no, we do vore all the time, not something to be frightened of.” Dave the 2 legged responded cheerfully. He wasn’t wearing any clothing so his middling sized gut was on display. He rubbed hit when he said he did vore all the time. He heard a grunt and the Polar bear adjusted his tie again. But he had a hint on excitement on his face.
“You Brought an outsider, non living can witness this Yadda yadda yadda you know the deal…” Came a voice that started off stern and grandiose then fell into dismissive tones. The speaker seemed to be a Foxtaur, covered in muscle but with abs covered by a fine layer of fat. He was painted and held an official looking scepter.
“All know the Condemnation?” He Asked
“Aye” everyone said, most bored, some voices angry.
“Do you know the Penalty?” The Ritual leader said point at legged Dave.
“Good, lets get on with it instead of the 2 hour speech the old ritual master would recite. Proceed Poswall.” The ritual leader instructed.
“I love, you, have fun in there hun.” Poswall said leaning down to kiss Dave then opening his mouth. Dave Looked upward and let his love’s mouth descend over his face. With a squishing sound Poswall’s maw descended over dave and he repositioned a few time to get him in deep. After he was far enough in, Poswall lifted him so his plump bottom and erect Member were fully highlight by the moon light. Poswall held his head back and gulped, his jaw stretching to surround his mate’s girth. Poswall gulped and swallowed and would have forgeten everyone around and enjoyed it slowly but he heard Bergrym, grunt a little and heard his breath speed up. Poswall oppend one eye and notice that the large member underneath the polarbear Taur was fully exposed. For all his Stoic Refinment Bergrym really got excited by vore but no one would do anything until this part was done. So he grabbes daves legs and gulped till his toes disappeared down his throat. He also felt the wonderful stretch from his first stomach and the belly he had that was the equivalent of a 2 legger’s abdomen was distended and sagging with the not inconsiderable weight of his 2 legged lover. It was squirming slightly as Poswall rubbed it.
“The Sentence has been carried out.” The New ritual leader spoke.
“You may now begin to mate with whom you will.” Came the order and people began to group up in 2s,3s, or 4s. Dave, or Davet as his real name was walked to the front of Poswall and gave his squirming gut a good rub. Poswall was about to ask why he would instead of mating when Bergrym Hastily clamboured up on Davet’s back and rested his forelegs over Davet and gripped his shoulders, and learned in to desperately Nuzzle and Davet’s fat neck, but keeping one eye open to watch Poswall’s belly as it wriggled. Davet Grinned at Poswall then his grin tightened and brightened as Bergrym pushed himself inside. Poswall actually sat his hindquarters down and laughed as Davet pushed on the squirming form of Dave.
“oooo yeah you sneaky fuck,…. You know I like that and you knew it would get Bergrym going.” Davet Just Nodded with a big grin as he occasionally let out grunts. Bergrym was big and pretty strong and looked like he was going all in, so despite Davet’s large size he was being bumped and moved. To Get Bergrym to thrust harder Davet began yanking on his tie. He Pulled on it hard when Bergrym Grunted and tried to bite into Davet’s shoulder as the PoalrBear Taur Climaxed. The tie Yanked stopped him form doing so.
“No Biting yet.” Davet said after Byrgrym had finished an pulled out. Bergrym responded by hastily undoing his shirt and tie and standing fully nude looking Davet up and down. He Had a grin that was competitive and respectfully lustfull at the same time.
“Maybe during round 2.” Bergrym said and walked a little way off to rest for a while.
“So what arrangement did you make with Dinner Dave, you gotta stay celebate or…?”
“Naw, he wants kids, or more like wants me to have kids since I want kids. I am just being a bit picky, even though that isn’t supposed to be how we do it… you wanna give me a mount or 3? I actually like you.”
“Would love to, but wouldn’t Dinner throw you off balance a little like that. Maybe you should let him….” In the middle of Davet’s sentence Poswall lay down on his side and looked up.
“Shut up and fuck me dave.” Poswall said and Davet crawled over him and got his dick in position. He squatted down on his haunches a little and thrust awkwardly till he found a hole and entered. Poswall lay on the ground laughing at the awkward angle but both were having fun and 2 Legged dave was rocking back and forth in Poswall’s gut to make him laugh all the harder.
Inside the dark soft Warmth Dave of the 2 legs was enjoying the shocks and jiggles going through his mate’s body and tried to imagine what was going on out there. It feelt like Poswall was on his side and the rhythmic thumps were a dead give away that someone was copulating with him. Occiasially for fun dave pushed on sections of Poswall’s belly to make an indent. After a while he felt meat hand pushing those buldges back down playfully. Because of Dave’s innate talents he didn’t need to breath, and the tingle of acid was more a thrill than a painful sensation. He ran his hands and face across the slimmy inside of Poswall’s first stomach and wondered what fun was going on outside. He couldn’t tap into Poswall’s senses like some of his prey friends talked about, at least not without more practice he couldn’t. One of his friends, a 3 foot tall mouse who used to be in the Army had told Dave what movie he had been watching, what socks he had bee wearing and how many times Dave had jacked off after he put the little mouse in his belly on a whim one weekend. Dave loved the feeling of his little mouse buddy compressed into a tight ball in dave’s distended stomach he loved being that for someone. He just need to develop the Talents further. He tried to focus on the advice his little mouse had given him after stewin away in his gut that weekend. He concentrated on Poswall’s mind, his body, his nervous system. For a moment he felt the hands massaging his stomach as if it was his own, and felt the stretch of a large, very large in fact, mass sliding in and out of a part Dave was sure he didn’t have. It was there for a moment then he lost it. Maybe he would have to get more advice from his little mouse friend.
Outside Poswall thought he felt Dave touch his mind briefly but the sensation faded when Davet began Climaxing in his special Metamale Vaginal equivalent. There was no medical name for it as it had some differences in structure and Metamale individuals, never wanted to call it a Vagina because to them it wasn’t a female organ, but a metamale one. A 2 legged Metamale he knew called it his Dude womb but that name could never be take seriously. Poswall realized he was doing that thing in which he started considering the universe biologty and everything after a good orgasm and brought his mind back to thee present.
“Damn dude Davet, you fuck like a dumptruck.” Poswall said. Davet was pulling out after loosing his load and was panting happily.
“Is that good? I have never been fucked by a dumptruck.” He said as he stretch and moved his body cooling down from the awkward angle. Davet was looking down.
“ I would offer you a handy but this is the one night we ain’t suppost to waste it. Wanna…? Nope looks like someone else is claiming me.” Davet said as a skinny Coyote guy took his chance and hopped on. Shrugging Poswall awkwardly got up and went to search for people to mate with that caught his fancy. He Liked the way Dinner Dave as Davet put it felt swaying from his waist as he walked.
“Dinner Dave” Dave thought to himself as he sat in Poswall’s juices. He had heard that thought and if made him chuckle. He was getting brief flashes of what Poswall was seeing and thinking, but they were so intermittent. He just enjoyed the sloshing as his mate walked around. He closed his eyes and concentrated again. He imdeailty saw something that gave him a surge of pleasure in his boner. The polaybear taur from earlier had another guy on his back and was mounting him by just standing over him. He had his hand on his front hips and was lazily twitching his back hips and driving himself in a little deeper each time. The Bottom looked to be getting acclimated to it and he was some sort of bear cougar mix. Then it went dark again and all he could feel was Poswall’s belly working on him.
“Hello, I am the New ritual master, the old one Retired, My name is Refoln and thanks for the show earlier. That was something to behold.” The Muscular but round bellied foxtaur said introducing himself. There were 3 people resting on the ground and it looked like he had taken turns mating with them. He was using his refractory period to make connections.
“Oh, welcome I guess, that’s my husband, I warned him about some of this weird stuff before we married, didn’t scare him off.” Poswal said
“What made you marry? We usually don’t do that.”
“We were made not to do monogamy, by wizards thousands of years ago, first I don’t like to let some dead cook define me, and Marriage is not strictly monogamous like it was when it was defined when we were made. I am married to Dave, but Dave has special friends who he sleeps with, and he lets me do the same. We are also both married to another man, so we aren’t married by the definition of the forbiddance, but we are married by the Definition accepted in the nation of Terracia.” Poswall said all this wondering if he was about to cause tension, he could never be fully cast out, there were contracts built into them against that. But he had just Told the ritual master what little he thought of the Binds that had existed since their creation.
“Understandable. When we were made we were denied monogamy, but we were not denied love.” He leaned in and whispered “Besides, The mages in the Grand tower of Terracia have figured out how to un bind us from our making contracts. We can become completely free like natural born beings.” The foxtaur finished in his hushed tones.
“And besides, I have mounted so many tonight I wouldn’t mind a change.” He said outloud as if they had been discussing copulation the whole time. Reflon turned and lifted his tail present to Poswall. With effort Poswall reared up, managing to lift dave and then plopped onto the ritual master. He lined up and thrusted and entered the Foxtaur’s anus instead of the Vaginal Equivaling. It happened sometimes and it could make some annoyed but this guy seemed to enjoy it. He squished digesting Dave against the Ritual master’s back.
“Oh he is still squirming, that feels really great actually.” Refon said as he was bent forward by dave’s squirming form. Poswal took it slow so the lump of Dave could entertain Refon.
Pressed up against someone’s back Dave concentrated again and a lovely image snapped into place. He felt as if his cock was up to the hilt into an ass and his gut was weighing down a bottom. He could see Poswal’s hands massaging some muscular shoulders. It faded in an out but he was getting the sensations. The mix of the tingles from his love’s stomach juices and the sensation lazily humping a backside were too much and Dave came, adding extra protein to Poswall’s stomach and he fell asleep.
After a few hours everyone was getting tired. Poswal had shifted Dave from his top abdominal belly to his lower one between his four legs. Dave made such a round lump that Poswal couldn’t really mount anyone anymore. So he mostly stood there while those still with stamina in them took turns on him. It was Bergrm and 4 legged dave who where switching out to keep poswal entertained. Bergrym was up now and he was pumpin away valiantly.
“Is it my imagination or do I feel your 2 legged guy still squirming? Bergrym asked.
“He is still alive and well, and I think he wants in on the action after his little nap.” Poswal answered. Poswal felt Bergrym Begin cumming into him again. As he was finishing up the polarbear taur said something strange.
“Poswal, I want to get married like you did how do I get around the old creration contracts?” He asked as he flopped down in the dirt. Instead of taking his turn 4 legged dave kneeled down and listened too. Poswal explained what he had to the Ritual master and both men listened.
“Dave you crass fat fuck, will you marry me and bring your perverted room mate so we can circumvent this anti monogamy thing?” Bergrym asked.
“Yes, you pompus overdressed rich cotton ball, I will marry you.” Dave answered and they embraced they locked their muzzles together in a deep kiss and the only thing that from looking lascivious were joyful tears in both their eyes.