The surrounding darkness seemed to pulse like a racing heart. Oscar felt the ground beneath his feet, cold and damp like freshly turned earth. The smell of wet hay and burning ash permeated the air. He knew that smell. He knew this place.
The farm.
The memory swallowed him before he could react.
The orange light of the sunset filtered through the cracks in the old barn. He found himself small, his thin arms hugging his body as he huddled in the corner of the stable. It was dark, but he could hear heavy footsteps outside, crunching through the dried straw.
"Oscar!"
The call cut through the air like a whip. Your aunt.
Oscar stood still. His body already knew what came next.
The door opened with a bang. His aunt's silhouette was silhouetted against the warm afternoon light, but her gaze was icy. She carried something in one hand—the dull glow of a rusty saw blade reflected in the dim light.
"Get out of there, now."
He wanted to escape. I wanted to scream. But the legs were stuck, heavy as if they were embedded in the earth. His small chest rose and fell in silent sobs as rough hands pulled him out of hiding.
She dragged him to the porch of the house, where the wood smelled of dust and rust. The sky burned in shades of red and orange, as if it were on fire. Oscar struggled, but her grip was iron.
"You shouldn't have been born." The aunt's voice was sharp, cutting. "You damn filthy blood…"
She pushed him against a wooden chair, holding his head with a force he would never forget.
"You're not human. And I'm going to fix that."
Then came the pain.
The saw descended, and a sharp crack echoed in his ears. A sound he never forgot.
The pain burned like a hot iron. The heat of blood ran down his temples, dripping onto the wooden floor. He tried to scream, but his throat gave out. The world spun around him, his eyes blurred with tears and panic.
The horns fell to the ground with a muffled sound.
Oscar shuddered. The wind cut into his skin, but it wasn't the wind. It was the cold of despair, of humiliation.
The aunt's voice was just a whisper now. "This is for your own good."
The world began to crumble around him. The farm shook, the sunlight went out as if it were swallowed by the night. Everything dissolved like smoke, and he fell, fell into the void—
Oscar woke up with a choked scream.
His chest rose and fell rapidly, and his skin was covered in cold sweat. The room around him was dark and silent, but his heart was still beating like a frantic drum.
Instinctively, his hand went to his head. Nothing. Just smooth skin.
But he remembered.
No matter how many times he tried to forget, no matter how many times you told him he was just an ordinary boy. Deep down, beneath the lies, beneath the fear... He knew the truth.
He was a faun.
And nothing would change that.
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The smell of coffee and pancakes hung in the air as Oscar walked down the stairs, each step creaking beneath his feet. The nightmare still clung to him like a wet coat, but he took a deep breath, trying to shake it off.
Ruby and Yang's cooking was simple but cozy. Soft morning light streamed in through the windows.
Ruby was leaning over the table, her face half buried in her arm, while Yang, who was only wearing panties – almost a G-string – with an apron over it, was stirring a frying pan with a look of exaggerated determination.
"Good morning, dreamer." Yang spun the frying pan in the air, trying to get a pancake to make a perfect bounce. What he managed to do was make it stick to the ceiling. She frowned and pointed at the disaster. "Ignore it."
Oscar blinked, almost laughed, but the haze of the dream still weighed him down.
"Are you okay?" Ruby lifted her head a little, her eyes still half closed from sleep. "You look kind of… pale."
He hesitated. The instinct was to lie, to say that everything was fine. But the bitter taste in his mouth and the weight on his shoulders said otherwise.
"I just didn't sleep very well," he muttered, pulling up a chair.
Ruby looked at him for a moment, her gaze slightly more attentive than usual. But before he could say anything, Yang knocked on the counter.
"Right! Big breakfast for everyone!"
With a wide, triumphant smile, she placed a plate of pancakes on the table—a little burnt on the edges, but with an absurd amount of syrup.
"You did that on purpose, right?" Ruby narrowed her eyes at the caramelized pile before her.
"Hey, syrup covers any culinary mistakes!"Yang crossed his arms confidently.
Oscar picked up a fork and cut off a piece, trying to focus on the fluffy texture of the pancakes and not the memory of the saw running across his skin. He didn't want them to notice how restless he still was.
"So, Oscar," Ruby began, poking her food with the tip of her fork. "Do you want to go for a walk or do something today? Roman gave us some time off today so we could use it!"
He almost choked. Yang laughed.
"Oh yes!" She pointed at him with a fork. ""Hey, Oscar, how about a walk?
Ruby laughed at Oscar's cold face, and even though the joke was terrible, Oscar couldn't help but smile a little.
The tension inside him was still there, throbbing beneath his skin, but for a moment, sitting there with them, surrounded by the smell of coffee and laughter, it seemed a little easier to bear.
"yes..I think so. just let me take a shower first."
And so His little trip to the local mall was decided.
[Some time later]
"Y-YANG! D-Let go-AHN~"
Slurp slurp
the little Bull Faun moaned as he had his huge cock sucked by the blonde Bombastica, who was using her large breasts to trap his member while sucking the half that came out on top like a popsicle.
"Sluurrrp~Ahn~" with an obscene sound From "POP" she released The saliva-covered cock and ran her tongue around the sensitive head, before returning to Paizuri and smiled at the smaller one. "You know Oscar, you should be more confident! You have a 'bitch destroyer' like that–" she followed by giving a wet kiss to the sensitive tip. "But you act like a prude? Be more MALE!" And with that she went back to sucking hard on the huge mast between her breasts.
"Ahm~d-DROGAAA~" Oscar could only moan as his hips instinctively met the Blonde's wet mouth and soft lips.
They were supposed to go out some time ago, but Yang cornered him during the shower and started sucking him before he could stop him. Not that he didn't like it. But doing this with Ruby here felt…wrong.
"don't think about Ruby!" The blonde stopped sucking the boy while looking at Oscar with sharp eyes. "Don't treat her like a prude or innocent. Do you think you're the only guy I've ever fucked with her here? Please, besides, Ruby and I share everything, you know? Tie up our boyfriends' cocks!" After the revelation, the blonde went back to sucking Oscar's huge cock with renewed desire, which demonstrated even greater hardness.
'Is anyone with a dirty mind excited by this news?'
Yang thought as she moved her tongue along Oscar's fat, pink glans.
He felt harder than ever!
In a moment of unfathomable pleasure, he grabbed Yang's golden hair and squeezed it in his hands. Something that made Yang pause her blowjob:
"HEY! WATCH YOUR HEAD–GLURK!"
Before she could finish her complaint, she had her mouth full of thick cock being forced all the way down her throat, her chin and face hitting the smaller boy's crotch with a loud thud.
Glurk
Slurp
Glurk
Without giving her time to get used to it, the young man hammered his huge member straight into Yang's tight throat, who had her eyes rolling back at the action as he buried his free hand in her pussy, squeezing her clit hidden under her blonde bush and pulling her nipple in pleasure.
Both their minds had been lost in pleasure, forgetting the trip they were going to take and Ruby. At that moment, all that mattered was how delicious his carnal pleasure was.
And it lasted like that for a few minutes, until—
"I-I, g-Gonna-AHN~ YAAAANG!"
'That! Dump it all!'
Grunting like an animal, Oscar hugged the blonde head to his hips and pinned it there, enjoying as much as he could as he dumped his potent, heavy seeds straight into her stomach.
Meanwhile, Yang had her biggest orgasm of the day, her fingers dug into her pussy as her juices made a puddle on the bathroom floor and gushed out from her orgasm. the fact that his Nose was buried in Oscar's bush and inhaled his characteristic Taurus Stench (Musk), made his eyes roll back and his thoughts get lost.
"I…am…so…fucked…"
…
….
After a few seconds of dumping the entire contents of his heavy balls onto the older blonde's stomach, Oscar finally released her. As he did so, the Blonde fell off his dick like a puppet, an obscene *POP* sound falling from her lips and cum spilling from her abused lips like a waterfall.
"Aaah aah.. ah…"
Oscar was exhausted and glassy-eyed. After a few moments of catching his breath, he lightly poked the fallen woman.
"Y-Yang? I-I'm so sorry!"
The woman looked out of her mind with a goofy smile.
Until –
*burp*
She burped as if she had eaten a good dinner, with her smile even bigger.
Oscar can only blink embarrassedly at everything.
The day seemed like it would be slower than he imagined.
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As expected, they were both late going to the mall because they had to clean up (and ended up having sex again in the process) and were even more late. As a consequence, they had to put up with Ruby's sulking and pouting face. But after a promise of Ice Cream from Yang, she soon calmed down.
Both were now walking through the mall heading towards the food court.
Yang was distracted on her cell phone smiling, while Ruby drooled over the game displays.
"Hey Hey~ If it isn't my dear Ruby!"
A male voice that sounded quite "arrogant" interrupted the fun atmosphere of the Group.
When Oscar turned to the speaker, he came face to face with what looked like a WALL!
Looking up, he saw a man with gelled brown hair and a face worthy of a stereotypical gambler.
He heard the sisters grunt as Ruby growled
"Cardin…"
'Wait! Cardin? IS THIS GUY Cardin?' Oscar looked shocked at the giant, comparing its size to his. Which was BY FAR bigger.
Oscar was a 1.60 meter tall runt with a childish appearance, while Cardin was easily 2 meters tall and had a very manly appearance!.
'H-how can I compete with this guy?' Slowly, Jealousy began to infiltrate the little farmboy's sweet heart.
"Hey?... good to see us, right?"
'Shit!'
Both Rose/Xiao-long sisters thought
Cardin laughed with that irritating tone of superiority, crossing his arms as he looked at Ruby with a smug glint in his eyes.
"No need to be so nervous, Rubes. I just wanted to say hi."
Ruby clenched her fists. "You don't call me that."
"Ah, sorry, sorry," he said, holding up his hands in mock innocence. "I just thought we were still friends. You know, from the academy days and everything."
Yang snorted, closing the app on her phone with a slap and turning to face him. "The only thing you did was be an asshole. I don't see any reason for nostalgia."
Cardin laughed again, unfazed. "Relax, Xiao Long. I didn't come to cause trouble. In fact, I'm just celebrating." He puffed out his chest. "After all, we work together, and we know each other on a very… intimate basis, right?" He gave a satisfied smile, pointing to himself. "And, of course, with the Number 1 job comes certain... privileges. Like free gym, girls everywhere—"
"—and an inflated ego, apparently," Ruby grumbled, crossing her arms.
Oscar was quiet, but he felt something stirring inside him. He didn't like to admit it, but Cardin's presence made him feel smaller than he already was. While his Veteran boasted about his muscles, his exploits and his life full of benefits, Oscar couldn't help but compare.
'I'm just a farmer…'
He wasn't even sure of his own future. He lived at the expense of others, and of his only quality, which was his member. Next to Yang and Ruby, who were skilled and determined girls, he already felt out of place. But now, looking at Cardin, insecurity tightened his chest even more.
'How can I compete with someone like that?'
He knew he shouldn't think like that, he knew that strength wasn't everything. But it was hard to ignore when I was literally standing in front of a closet human who exuded confidence.
Yang noticed Oscar's silence and placed her hand on his shoulder, squeezing lightly. "Hey, are we going? We've already wasted enough time here."
"Yeah, better," Ruby agreed, not taking her eyes off Cardin. "I don't want to waste any more time listening to how amazing you think you are."
Cardin raised his hands, feigning surrender. "Calm down, calm down, I'm just sharing the good news girls! Especially since our last Movie Menage was a success."
He looked at Oscar for a moment, as if he was only now really paying attention to him.
"What about you? Still hanging on their skirts? Trust me, they like it when they're rough! If you want, I can give you a few lessons so you can watch my next film live with them–"
Oscar tensed. He wanted to say something, wanted to retort, but the words caught in his throat.
Meanwhile, Yang didn't hesitate. "What about you? Still hanging on your own dick?"
The response was quick and sharp, and Oscar was almost surprised by the speed with which Cardin frowned.
Ruby held back her laughter and pulled Oscar by the arm. "Come on, before this giant ego falls on top of us."
They started to walk away, leaving Cardin behind, mumbling something about how no one had a sense of humor.
As they walked, Oscar looked at Yang.
"Thanks for that."
She blinked at him, a smug smile on her lips. "Hey, you're our friend. And no one messes with ours without getting some change."
Ruby nodded. "Besides, it's not the size that matters, it's what you do with it."
Oscar blinked. "Was that a double-entendre joke?"
Yang beside him let out a laugh. While answering a "Maybe."
Oscar sighed, but couldn't help but smile a little. Maybe he would never be like Cardin, and maybe there were still doubts inside him... but in that moment, walking with them, the weight felt a little lighter.
And that was enough.