Echoen 's tongues dip a bit, both sliding alongside your tongue on either side, like the Siamese Cats from Lady and the Tramp. "I'm taken aback! It looks marvelously clean-drawn. Good choice on dark background, and color highlights. Hmm! And distinctly female too, despite the androgeny. It's the ears, hat, and some strange hint of earrings that arn't actually there." The bat comments, one sneaky paw drifting along your hip to pat your rounded bottom, fingers slinking through your fur. Siiillllk.
Spindrift wiggles her backside gently, gyrating it just enough to play its soft fur against the fingers that sink into it. She grins. "Thanks. I was going for an androgynous look, but the character is at least nominally female. She's an RP character of mine at a Mega Man-themed place." She noses in with her muzzle, bumping her nose along your chin, and lifts up to press a lazy kiss to your lips.
Echoen prrps sweetly, licking your upper lip with one tongue and your nose with the other, until shi's drawn into a nice kiss with you, dipping hir muzzle down to meet yours appropriately, lips fluttering along your own. Hir fingers curl, cupping your bottom, and tugging you that much closer against hir; little to no space given between the curves and swells of our bodies. This close, you can feel the slow, delicious growth of flesh; the swelling curves rising, pushing against your fur. Two rounding breasts, pushing along underneath hir upper pair, pressing themselves to your ribs, trapping your bosom between hir two pairs.
Spindrift presses a bit closer, lifting one leg and crooking her thigh outside yours, her hands resting against your shoulders; she closes her eyes and smiles into the kiss, chasing your twin tongues with her single one. Soon she draws off, though, blinking with surprise, and squirms about, smile spreading into a grin. "My my, what's gotten into you?" she purrs, peeking downward, then slipping her paws down to grasp that second pair of breasts and gently heft them.
Echoen hmmms softly, a smile curling up hir lips at the press of your thigh, having it hook onto hir own. Shi likes that, our legs snuggled together. As you wiggle and squirm against hir, eventually stepping back to cup hir lower bosom, the batty simply remains standing and churrs. "I'm deciding something." Shi muses, the nipples on all four breasts stiffening as you play with them. The lower pair is just a smidgeon smaller than the upper pair, but covered in the same silky brown bat fur as the rest of hir. "And I'm at a stalemate. Do I enjoy the kinks of growing, multiplying, and transforming so much, or...." Shi trails off, as a slow line forms from hir nose along hir jaw and muzzle, racing along hir entire head to bisect it. They pull apart, to either side, the line trailing down hir neck, which also splits. The two half-heads form seamlessly into two whole, blue-eyed batty heads, smiling at you. "Do we enjoy indulging you even more?"
Spindrift makes a bit more space, watching you with a coolly intense gaze and a lingering smile on her muzzle. She was already rather excited, it seems- her pink cock hanging half-erect out of her white-furred sheath, shamelessly exposed before her. But as your head splits and reforms into two, the fuit bat's eyebrows arch and she grins once more, gently squirming, hips twisting as her erection fully hardens and bobs stiffly before her. "You say that as if those were mutually exclusive things," she teases, before slipping close, pressing herself back up against you. She keeps her legs down this time- but you're able to feel a smooth, silky glide as two soft growths push off of her hips, swelling outward and forward, snaking around your hips as they shape and form into a second pair of legs that hook around you and pull you close. In that tight embrace, the warmth of her erection presses to your tummy, and you can feel more than see it as it swells more thickly and pulls apart into two identical cocks, side by side. "Clearly you've forgotten who you're dealing with!"
Echoen 's left head's gaze dips down to monitor your lovely pink shaft, the shape and size and sight of it greatly appealing it to hir. Its steady swelling coaxes hir own sheath to spill its contents into the air, touching hir black tip to your pink one, just once. It doesn't get a chance to kiss again, as that same line forms at the tip of hir shaft and runs quickly down the entire length. The bat's paws clutch your waist, both of hir heads sharply breathing in, at the swell of your second legs. It ever so does delight hir, hir cocks rigidly stiffening in delight, hir sac joining them in doubling up, each orb becoming a bit larger for their efforts too. However, when your cock splits and grows too, there's nothing to stop two spurts of bat pre from splashing out from hir rods. "Maybe we need a reminder." Says hir right head, as hir left dips in to kiss your lips. Our cocks can kiss again, now that you're doubled up too.
Spindrift settles in so that her twin shafts lay up alongside your own in a nice, hot nestle, flesh sliding along sensitive flesh as her body continues to gently twist about with squirmy delight. As you dip in for a kiss, she reaches up, keeping her wings folded as her hands slip behind your necks and cup the backs of your heads; she "mmmms" against your left muzzle, smiling, then draws off with a smack, leaning over to kiss the right one. She then pulls both your heads in and catches them both in a three-way kiss- and holds them that way, eyes closed, as she jousts her twin batty erections against yours, breath increasing. In the midst of her kiss, you can feel her lips thickening curiously, her nose growing wider, as her whole muzzle begins to grow broader as well- soon, pulling apart into two seperate muzzles. The seam of the split continues backwards as her head grows wider, and plays up and over her nose and head as her head smoothly pulls to either side, gradually splitting into a twin pair. As the split completes, she lets loose a pair of soft "mmms" into the two kisses she's sustained, until she pulls off each with a smack. "Mmmh, a pity you have to go and tempt us like this..." purrs her left head. "When we have to head out shortly. We have such a hard time resisting a growing girl like yourself." As if in testament of this, she shudders gently against you, left head biting her lower lip, a few sticky ropes of seed escaping her twin members, a soft early climax that doesn't last long but that the bat seems powerless to resist.
Echoen leans both heads in to softly moan and churr along with your single head, lips and lips fluttering to lips, two tongues fighting independantly with your one. Both sets of eyes closed, shi's all too happy to wrestle with your muzzle, sniffing at your breath and savoring your taste. Both of hir heads croon sweetly as they press against your growing face, exploring it with hir lips and tongues, cheeks and muzzles. Each face claims a muzzle for itself, until you break the kiss, leaving hir huffing in delight, hips grinding firmly against yours. "How soon is soon...?" The left head murmurs, while the right dips in for another mouth-fondling contest. Shi chrrps, realizing your premature eruption and enjoying it for what it's worth. Shi lifts up on hir toes, the tall bat pushing taller, dragging hir heavy double-stuffed sac along your own balls and along your sheath. Hir four melon-sized spheres sprawl over the rim of your sheath, wedged between your shafts, rolling softly but heavily into comfortable postioned around your rods. They pump and churn, hotter, heavier, as the entire bat swells too, so shi doesn't have to stand on hir tiptoes anymore.
Spindrift doesn't seem slowed by that brief release- indeed, her white-furred sac swells as a second pair of balls grows within, ensuring there's plenty to replace what just escaped. Her right head "hmms" as her left eagerly partakes of that kiss your right lands upon it, tilting slightly, scissoring muzzles and letting tongue twine around tongue, pink nose flared around hot, eager breaths. Her right head glances at its twin before looking back to your left with a smile. "Right about now, really. I do, think, though, we'll have to try this again very soon..." Compared to the deep-throat, hungry snogging going on next door, the peck her right head presses to your left muzzle is rather chaste, but it's sweet.