The Great Bull and the Ocean Blue, Part II: Parley

Lunch.

Grimm, Joy, and Marcella ate with the crew. They feasted on hearty potatoes and tofu scrambles, filling their bellies with practical -- but surprisingly decent -- food that was meant to nourish, not delight. But they were grateful for it, having worked up appetites in their own ways.

"...but it's weird, right? Curses are weird..."

"I fixed a curse once... bashed a wizard in the face and told him to cut it out..."

Marcella listened to her companions, not saying much, still tired. She picked at her food, bringing a chunk of potato to her lips. As it slipped onto her tongue she looked across the room.

Eska was sitting by Captain Black, who was busy hyping herself up to all who'd listen.

"'...but nae, says I, I'll not be havin' none of yer backtalk,' and as I raise the cannon over my head..."

Eska's eyes met Marcella's. She blushed, tucking away the soft smile that crossed her lips by nibbling on her lip. A pink band spread across Marcella's cheeks. Goddess, that shark was cute...

The first thing Marcella saw upon waking was Eska's big green eyes. The shark was smiling, head propped on her palm, caressing the kangaroo's side. "Hi, sleepyhead."

"Howdy," Marcella whispered, leaning into Eska's touch. "Now there's a sight to wake up to."

Eska giggled. "Sleep okay?"

"Mmhmm..." The kangaroo nuzzled the shark's forehead. "Yourself?"

"Mmhmm..." Eska made a soft purring noise at the back of her throat.

Marcella closed her eyes and smiled. "Careful, shug, or I'll fall back asleep."

"Would that be so terrible?" Eska nuzzled her, giggling.

"You're awful giggly," the roo teased, giving the shark a playful squeeze.

"So I've been told."

"The Captain said you had to be up for lunch, remember?"

"The Captain says a lot of things."

"Sweetie..."

Eska grumbled. "I know..." She kissed Marcella's neck. "Sorry. I get attached easily."

"That's okay," Marcella said. "Me too." She rested her hand on Eska's butt. "Y'know, you're awful cute."

"Yeah?"

"Mmhmm... a girl could get used to wakin' up to that toothy grin of yours."

Eska blushed. "Yeah?"

Marcella kissed her.

"What do you think, Marcella?" Grimm poked her. "Marcella?"

Reality came flooding back. Marcella shook her head, cleared her throat. "Oh, uh, I've never really been a fan."

"Of..."

"Of that thing you were talkin' about. Uh, wizard curses. I've, uh, I've bashed a few wizard in my time. Bunch of weirdos."

Grimm snorted. "That was, like, four topics ago."

"Oh."

"We wanted to know what you think the treasure will be," Joy said. She stroked the back of Marcella's hand. "Are you okay, honey?"

"Hmm? Yeah, sugar, I'm fine." Marcella offered the cow a tired smile. "Just a little out of sorts, is all." She sniffed and popped a forkful of tofu into her mouth. "I think..." She chewed. "It's probably either a sacred artifact or a blessing, something like that. Something a bovine wouldn't want falling into non-bovine hands. I mean, it's under magical protection, so..."

"Hmm." Grimm thumped his fingers on the table. "That's a good point. I guess I thought it would be a blessed weapon or something."

"And I thought it was a book of spells or something. Or, like, something non-physical."

"Interesting." Marcella planted her hand on Joy's thigh. "Anyone ever tell you you're really fuckin' pretty?"

Joy beamed. "Aww, thanks, baby!" She kissed Marcella on the cheek.

"I've told her," Grimm grumbled.

Marcella sat up, stretched, and looked to the door. Light was pouring through the tiny cracks in the wall slats. The bed she'd shared with Grimm and Joy was empty, though according to Eska, who'd awoken some time before her, she had spotted the bovines climbing out of bed, awkwardly dressing, and heading outside.

The kangaroo purred as Eska wrapped her arms around her, just under her breasts, and squeezed. Marcella leaned back so she could rest her head against the shark's shoulders. "Hell of a way to wake up, shug," she said softly, "hell of a way to wake up..."

The Captain got up from her seat and headed for the door, leading a train of loyal pirates, Eska included. As she neared the door she stopped and tapped Grimm's table with her boot. "How them sea legs finding ye, Grimm?"

The bull huffed. "About as good as they ever will."

"Well that's an improvement, to be sure. 'Least ye won't be tumblin' over the deck like a drunk in a storm."

Grim rolled his eyes.

"This one's regained some color," the Captain purred, nudging Marcella's seat.

"Hale 'n' hearty!" said the roo, thumping the floor with her tail. "Thanks to a certain shark." She winked at Eska. The shark blushed adorably, unable to hide her toothy grin.

"Glad to hear it." The Captain tapped Eska on the shoulder.

"Lass, stop playin' with yer hair and get a move on." The shark was indeed playing with a lock of hair. "We've work to do." She started for the door, stopped. "By the way... Grimm. Joy. Will ye join me in my quarters tonight? We've things to discuss."

"Like...?"

"Treasure, untold riches, the like."

Grimm grinned. "I always have time for treasure."

The Captain nodded and led her retinue onto the deck. Eska waved at the three adventurers, smiling eyes lingering on Marcella, as she walked away.

They spent the daylight hours on the deck. Grimm found that lying down curbed the worst symptoms of his seasickness, so he did just that, resting his head on his hands and looking up at the sky. The sun felt good on his fur; it warmed him to his core.

Joy and Marcella were lying side-by-side. Both women had packed swimsuits, surprisingly enough: Marcella, who'd traveled to the continent by boat in the first place, was wearing a scarlet number that covered her nipples, crotch, and little else; Joy, whose only explanation was that she "wanted to go swimming at some point," wore a slightly more conservative black top that covered her chest and back, though like Marcella's the bottom left little to the imagination. Marcella was on her back, eyes closed, hands on stomach, tail idly thumping against the deck. Joy was on her stomach, resting her cheek against her arms.

Grimm glanced at his basking companions and smiled. Not just because the view was fantastic.

"I wish we could go swimming," Joy said, flicking her tail. "But I guess it's not that kind of boat, is it?"

"Unfortunately not," Marcella replied.

"Aww..." Joy grumbled.

Marcella stroked the cow's back. "But! I overheard some pirates talkin' about how we're gonna have to dock at Costa del Toro in a few days. Somethin' about runnin' low on rum."

"Oh..."

"I don't know if you know this, shug, but that island's got the prettiest beaches this side of the Southern Islands."

Joy grinned. "Swimming!"

"Mmhmm..." The kangaroo purred happily as she stroked her friend.

"And rum!" Grimm bellowed.

The women laughed.

Night fell. The crew changed shifts, and the night crew resumed the work of their diurnal counterparts. As Grimm walked across the deck toward his party's quarters he noticed that the night crew was mostly composed of nocturnal races, like bats, badgers, opossums, and leopards. Smart.

The bull closed the door behind him and found Joy and Marcella cuddling in bed.

"...well, I think it's sweet," Joy said, almost maternal, running her hands through Marcella's hair, "and I think you should act on it."

"I dunno..." Marcella huffed.

"My sweet babe." Joy kissed her lover's cheek, making her blush.

"What's up?" Grimm asked. He lay down on the floor, parallel to the cot, resting his head on the very edge. "Shark stuff?"

"Am I that obvious?" Marcella groaned. "Even a big ditzy bull can see it."

"Hey!" Grimm made a face. He paused. "No, you're right."

There was a knock at the door. Grimm hopped to his feet and answered. On the other side was a female leopard. "The Captain would like to meet with you now," she said. "Is this a good time?"

Grimm looked over his shoulder at Joy, who was sitting crosslegged on her cot, drawing. She nodded. "Sure," the bull said. "Lead the way." Joy followed the bull and the leopard out of the room, but not before shooting a wink at Marcella. The kangaroo giggled and rolled her eyes.

"So!" Joy asked, smacking Grimm on the butt as she caught up to him and the pirate. "What's your name, Miss Pirate?"

"Me?" The leopard was nonplussed. "Umm... I'm just a pirate, ma'am. Nothing interesting about me."

"There's something interesting about everyone," Joy replied.

The leopard blushed. "Umm... my name's Kat. Kat the cat. I've heard all the jokes."

"What a cute name!"

"She's a pirate, Joy." Grimm playfully flicked the cow's side.

"Pirates can be cute!" Joy stuck her tongue out at the bull.

The leopard awkwardly led them up a flight of steps to the captain's quarters. "Uh... here we are." Kat shrugged. "I'll be down there if you need anything." She pointed at the bottom of the steps and then started down them.

Grimm was the first to enter. Captain Black was at her desk, resting her cheek on in her palm, studying a map. She looked up at her visitors and smiled. "Good evenin'!"

Marcella felt silly. She considered walking back to her room, but... but she'd already walked all this way, and... and maybe... Before she could convince herself not to the kangaroo knocked on the door to the crew's quarters.

A few moments passed. All Marcella registered was the wind on her fur, the smell of salt... and then the door opened and she was greeted by a very sleepy, very annoyed-looking alligator. "Yes?" the pirate asked, rubbing his eyes.

"Oh, sorry --"

"Did you need something?"

"Just -- is -- is Eska --"

"Eska!" the alligator shouted over his shoulder. "You've got a visitor!"

Marcella grimaced as the pirate retreated inside. Eska appeared at the door. "Hi," she said, rubbing her eyes and yawning. "What's going on?"

"Oh -- sorry, shug, I didn't think you'd be asleep."

"No, I just crawled into bed." The shark smiled. Marcella only just now registered that Eska was wearing an oversized shirt and nothing else.

"I was just... wondering if you wanted to come... over..." Marcella gritted her teeth. "Sorry, sugar, I shouldn't have bothered you --"

She was still fumbling over her words as Eska walked outside, closed the door behind her, and stretched. "I thought you'd never ask," she teased, winking at the flustered kangaroo.

Captain Black went over a variety of logistical details not worth printing here. Then, treasure: "'Tis the thing I've been searchin' for all my adult life," said the Captain, with stars in her eyes. "But it eludes me so! If only I'd been born a bovine like ye, treasure huntin' would be a breeze." She sighed. "Oh, well. I've two trusty bovines now; the day is almost upon us."

"You still haven't told us what the treasure is," Grimm said, fiddling with a gold coin. "Why all the secrecy?"

"Yeah," Joy added, scratching the back of her head. "Is it, like, forbidden to talk about?"

"Forbidden? Nay, just... hmm." The orca tapped her chin. "It's not that I don't... trust ye... it's just that every time I've revealed the treasure I've been jilted by me new recruits."

"We wouldn't do that to you!" Joy protested.

"I know ye wouldn't, sweet lass. But years of refusal've left me wary-minded, and I beg yer eternal pardon for the obfuscation." She sighed again. "I ask that ye trust me."

"I trust you!"

Grimm set the coin down. "I'll trust you... for now. But this better not be a trap."

"No thing doin'. I'm an orca of my word."

"Can you at least tell us why we're important?"

"That I will gladly reveal. 'Tis simple, really: when the island was bewitched the mages responsible placed a condition on the hex: if a bovine sets the right plates in the right order, completin' the puzzle, the treasure will reveal itself. The hex covers only the island, so the treasure is safe for non-bovine hands the moment it touches the deck of the ship."

"So we have to solve a puzzle?" Joy asked.

"The puzzle has, in a sense, already been solved. But I, nor any of my crew, can touch the plates once they're ashore, nor can we touch the treasure 'til it's aboard."

Grimm cleared his throat. "With the way you talk about the treasure, I'm starting to think it's just one thing. Not a hoard or anything."

"Ye'd be right, bull."

He raised an eyebrow. "I thought you said we'd get a cut."

"And ye will! Of all the treasure we haul aboard. Just not... this particular item. See, bovine and non-bovine pirate crews have used the island as a place to stash their booty, reasonin' -- and rightly so -- that the curse will extend to whatever riches touch the sand. So there's a big trove o' wealth just waitin' to be plundered."

"So we'd get --"

"A cut of the secondary treasure, yes. This is for me, that is for thee."

Grimm turned to Joy. "What do you think? Still worth it?"

"You already know my answer, babe. I just like helping people."

Grimm flashed a broad smile. "I knew you'd say that." He tousled his lover's hair, making her giggle. "Okay. That sounds fair, Captain."

The Captain's ever-present smile had changed over the last few minutes. Gone was the cheeky, vaguely mischievous grin, replaced with something softer, more earnest. "Grimm... Joy, I'm not yer captain. Ye can call me... Bella."

"Bella... Black?" Joy smiled. "What a pretty name!"

The orca laughed. "Thankee, lass." She fell silent for a minute. "There's... one other reason I asked ye to meet with me tonight..."

The moment the door closed Marcella and Eska pulled their clothes off and crawled into bed. The kangaroo purred as she kissed the shark's neck, making her giggle with delight. Marcella made her way up Eska's neck to her chin. She lovingly kissed the light patch of skin there, slowly drifting northward to the shark's lips. They both purred as their mouths met.

Marcella carefully climbed on top of her lover. She ran one hand through Eska's hair as she stroked her side and stomach with the other. She loved teasing the little bits of flab, the enticing softness that begged to be caressed and squeezed.

"Marcella," Eska purred, awkwardly working her hands up the kangaroo's chest. She groped the undersides of her lover's breasts. "Can I...?" She blushed.

The kangaroo giggled and crawled forward until her breasts were mashing against Eska's upper chest. They were big enough that the shark could angle Marcella's nipples toward her mouth while the kangaroo lay flat against her. She wasted no time in lapping at a hardening nipple, gently nibbling with her fangs, before taking it in her mouth.

Marcella moaned as Eska suckled. Gosh, the shark really loved her tits, didn't she?

I'm jealous, she recalled the woman saying. I'm jealous...

"See..." Captain Black was looking out the window. "Bein' captain of a ship means yer priorities change. Ye have certain responsibilities that are paramount. And ye wield power, o' course, and freedom. But ye also have t' accept a certain... loneliness." She swallowed. "Ye have to be strong fer them. An authority. Someone to... look up to..." She sighed. "So naturally there's some loneliness."

"I don't understand," Grimm said, scratching his head.

"I think I do," Joy said softly. "Cap -- Bella, are you saying --"

"That I need t'be fucked senseless?" The Captain turned to her bovine guests. "Aye, that is precisely what I'm sayin'."

Grimm coughed. "Uh -- what?"

"Ye heard me." The orca rolled her eyes. "Look, I'll speak plainly. Yer not my crew, and yer not an old friend like Marcella. Yer the only ones I can come to, pun not intended." She huffed. "If yer not interested, that's fine --"

"I've never had sex with an orca before," Joy said to herself, tapping her chin.

"Uh --"

"Sound like fun..." Joy looked up at Grimm. "You wanna?"

Grimm looked at Joy. "You sure?"

Joy nodded vigorously. "I told you, I like taking care of people." She winked. "Plus I'm really horny."

Grimm snorted and turned to Captain Black. "Let's do it."

The orca's mischievous grin returned. "Thank Neptune!"

"Fuck... just like that..." Marcella panted, resting her head against Eska's shoulder. She and the shark were on their knees; Eska was holding her from behind, one hand between her thighs, the other cupping a breast. Eska's tail was loosely wrapped around them... Marcella idly stroked it, admiring its smoothness, its flexibility...

"Yeah?" Eska purred. She nibbled her lover's neck, making her way up her cheek to her ear then down again.

Marcella nodded into Eska's shoulder. "Baby... I think I'm gonna..." She gasped and reached up and around Eska's neck, pinning her close, as an orgasm racked her body. She shuddered and jerked against the shark, tits bouncing wildly.

"Cum for me," Eska cooed. She gently sank her teeth into the tender flesh at the junction of Marcella's neck and shoulder. "Please..."

Marcella cupped Eska's cheek and caressed it. "I'm cummin', baby..."

"Keep calling me that." Eska giggled and nibbled the kangaroo's neck some more. "I like it..."

"I like this," Marcella giggled, clenching her eyes shut. Fuck, it was taking so long to cum... it was like she couldn't stop... she gasped as her orgasm reached its peak, sending her into jittering fits in Eska's grasp. She rode it out, edged by Eska's relentless teasing. Her toes curled so tight against the soles of her feet it almost hurt; she felt like she was going to pass out.

Eska's tail tightened around them, squeezing them close together.

Marcella nearly fainted as her climax subsided. With a loud groan she collapsed into Eska's arms; the shark squeezed her and kissed her neck. "Yeah?" Eska asked, giggling.

"Holy moly." The kangaroo's voice was a ragged sigh. "You're so good at that, shug."

"I do my best." Eska nuzzled her.

"Kiss me."

Eska did.

It was a good thing the Captain's bed was huge. Joy was sprawled out in the middle, biting her knuckle and panting as the orca serviced her tits. She'd wrapped one leg around the back of the pirate's knee. She swished her tail against the Captain's back, tickling the exposed black skin with the furry tip.

Bella giggled into Joy's chest. "I'm no romantic," she purred, "but yer tits are fantastic." She dragged her tongue across the cow's nipple, allowing little spurts of milk to coat it then dribble down. "And you..." She glanced over at Grimm, who was on his knees at the edge of the bed, watching. "Gimme that fat fucking cock o' yers."

Grimm brought himself closer. He sighed as the orca undid the string of his loincloth, causing his stiff member to wobble free. Bella grinned around Joy's teat as she took Grimm's cock in her hands and stroked.

They were in various states of undress. Joy had removed her swimming top pretty much immediately; the Captain had unconsciously licked her lips at the sight of the cow's breasts, something Grimm didn't blame her for. Grimm was now totally naked. And the Captain was more or less fully clothed -- she'd been barefoot when they'd walked in, and the only thing she'd removed as she pinned Joy to the bed was her coat and belt.

Joy fumbled with the buttons of Bella's trousers. "Fuck," she gasped, swallowing hard, as another mouthful of milk poured down the pirate's throat. That the pirate was also busy stroking the bull off, a sight which Joy found immensely sexy, complicated things. It was hard to focus, hard to... success! The front of the Bella's trousers fell open; the pirate even raised herself a little to accommodate the cow as she snaked her hand between her legs. Bella giggled as Joy's fingers went to work on her clit. But the cow wasn't satisfied with simple access... she wanted more. With her free hand she tugged at the pirate's waistband, lopsidedly pulling her pants down.

Grimm saw what Joy was doing and decided to help. He was at a better angle. He leaned forward to grab her waistband --

-- and gasped as the orca slipped his cock into her mouth. She looked up at him and winked. She'd shifted so that she was still pinning Joy to the bed, but now she was on her knees, bobbing her head up and down the bull's length. Bella hiked her butt up so Grimm could pull her pants down to her knees.

His cock throbbed in Bella's mouth as her ass fell free. Despite his initial impression of her body it was dawning on the bull that Bella was actually rather curvy. At least, below the waist: her hips were wide and enticing, framing an ass that jiggled and bounced as she buried her face in the cow's chest. A light blue g-string disappeared between her fat cheeks.

Now that she wasn't on the verge of overstimulation Joy reached up under Bella's shirt and caressed her stomach, pushing the garment up as her hands explored further. Weird... The cow's eyes narrowed when she saw the bandages wrapped around the orca's torso. She undid the bottom buttons of her shirt, moving upward, though it was difficult thanks to Bella's ceaseless movement.

Bella let Grimm's cock fall from her lips. She ran her tongue up and down his shaft, even sucked on the sides, looking up at him and smirking. "Fuck, I'm glad I brought ye aboard," she purred, moaning as she sucked the head of his cock. She glanced down at Joy and swallowed, collecting herself a little. Grimm's member was poking her in the cheek. "What are ye..."

Joy had managed to unbutton the Captain's shirt. She gazed at the bandages, ran her fingers along the bottommost strips... The Captain wasn't flat-chested by any means, but she was definitely small compared to most women Joy knew. The orca's mounds jiggled slightly beneath the bandages.

"Oh..." The Captain lowered herself to Joy. "Wait..."

Without thinking Joy tugged at the bottom bandages.

"Y-yes!" Eska squeaked, tightening her grip on Marcella's upper back. She ran her hands through the roo's hair.

Marcella purred into the shark's crotch. Her arms were draped across her lover's stomach; her hands cupped and squeezed Eska's breasts. The shark tasted good... Marcella teased, explored, teased again, begging Eska to cum for her, to let her taste the juices she'd been denied earlier... She thought of Eska licking the aftermath of her orgasm off of her tail and blushed. Fuck... she was almost ready to go again...

"F-fuck!" Bella cried, as the bandages came undone --

-- and a pair of enormous tits bounced free. Grimm and Joy stared in amazement as Captain Black's breasts tumbled loose, slapping heavily together as they settled. Her fat, wobbling orbs were each as big as her head -- no, bigger, totally white save for her thick, black nipples, which were already stiffening in the open air.

"W-wait!" The Captain protested, but Joy couldn't help herself. She immediately grabbed two handfuls of breast fat and squeezed... the familiar sound of sloshing liquid filled the room. For the first time since they'd met her, the Captain blushed. "J-Joy, wait a minute --!" The cow wrapped her lips around the orca's breast -- no, around the captain's udder and sucked, moaning in anticipation. Bella's toes curled helplessly. "I-if you keep sucking, the m-m... oh...!" Bella let out a sharp cry as milk flooded Joy's mouth.

Bella squirmed as Joy alternated breasts, stimulating her milk flow. She looked up at Grimm, face completely scarlet, panting.

"Didn't see that coming," said Grimm, climbing onto the bed. He grinned as he joined his cow and took the orca's unattended teat in his mouth.

Bella groped her buttocks as she squirmed, totally at the mercy of her lovers. The confidence, the self-assuredness, the authority, had drained from her face. She was a gasping, panting, sweating mess, putty in their hands. "G-Grimm... J-Joy... my m-milk...!" She let out another cry as twin blasts of cream shot down their throats.

Joy released Bella's nipple, causing milk to spurt across her face. "Sweetie, these udders are magnificent," she purred, giggling as she dragged her tongue across the orb. "Why would you ever hide them?"

"P-people n-never t-took me seriously u-until I started h-hiding them," she gasped. She ran her hand through her hair.

"That's silly," replied Joy. "My boss is bigger than you and she's a legend."

"Your b-boss?"

"Reese."

"Th-the b-bandit?"

"Mmhmm..." Joy nodded into Bella's breast. "Honey, you can't hide these from the world. They deserve better than that..."

"I-it's so... uncomfortable..." Bella moaned. "B-binding them... my milk... so much..."

"You don't milk yourself?"

Bella shook her head. Flecks of sweat flew from her brow.

The cow started to sit up, pushing the orca back. Grimm scooted over to see what she was doing. "W-wait," Bella protested, as Joy brought herself forward and eased the orca to the bed, "b-be careful..." She gasped as milk spurted from her nipples. "They're so... sensitive..."

"That's the problem," Joy murmured, nuzzling the orca's cleavage. "You've gotta milk 'em regularly or they'll be sore all the time..." She sighed as she climbed on top of the pirate captain and nuzzled her again. Without further ado she slipped one nipple into her mouth as she squeezed the other. The slightest pressure caused spurts of milk to issue from the orca's nipples.

"O-oh, fuck," Bella moaned, gripping the mattress. "Feels so... so good...!" She gasped as Joy sucked down another mouthful.

"Grimm, sweetie," Joy purred, resting her head beside an aching teat and lapping at it, "jerk yourself off while I relieve some of the pressure, okay?" She winked.

The bull awkwardly stroked himself as he watched his cow go to town on the pirate's tits.

Even a few minutes of relentless suckling it was hard to tell if Bella's breasts were remotely empty. Her face was so pink she looked liable to burst into flames at any moment. Sweat poured from her forehead. "Don't just... milk me," she gasped, "fuck me..."

"Mmm... that's right," Joy purred, "you said it's been a while..."

Bella nodded.

"How long has it been, cutie?"

"Th... three years..."

"Oh, wow." Joy looked over at Grimm. "That sounds miserable... hey, baby?"

Grimm's ears perked up. He let his cock fall from his hand.

"Maybe we should help Bella make up for lost time..." She winked again, and for a moment Grimm was liable to ejaculate right then and there. "C'mere, baby." She stroked the orca's belly, making her shudder. The bull scooted closer.

Marcella and Eska had stopped caring whether or not anyone could hear them a while ago. They were on their sides, wrapped around each other, faces buried in each other's crotches, groping and teasing whatever parts of each other their hands could find. It was almost exhausting, they way they poured themselves into every lick, every suck, every flick of the tongue... At one point Eska's foot caught the pillow and flung it across the room, making them both giggle into each other's glistening sexes, before resuming their furious work.

Bella was desperately sucking on Joy's breast as Joy serviced hers in return. Reasoning that the poor thing needed a distraction from her discomfort, Joy offered her udder to the blushing orca, who greedily sucked it between her lips.

Grimm, meanwhile, was teasing the Captain's labia with the head of his cock. He was being careful not to cum, a feat which was becoming more and more herculean by the moment.

"Please," Bella gasped, moving her mouth around a leaking teat, "fuck me...!"

"Captain's orders," Grimm snarked, before gripping the pirate's hips and pushing himself inside.

Bella gasped into Joy's breast. She snaked her hand between the cow's thighs so she could work her moist slit, eliciting a litany of pleased sighs from her bovine lover. "Sit on my face," she purred, kissing the cow's boob.

Joy giggled and, without releasing the Captain's aching tits, crawled on top of her face and mashed her sex against the orca's lips. She moaned into a wobbling udder as the Captain made lover to her with her mouth. She looked at Grimm and winked. "Having fun, baby?" she purred, nuzzling the orca's tits. She licked her lips and then sucked both teats into her mouth.

Grimm panted as he fucked Bella. She wrapped her legs around his hips and, using her tail, pushed him deeper inside. "You're so fucking sexy," he murmured, cupping Joy's face. She purred again and leaned into his caress.

Eska curled into Marcella as her body jerked. That increasingly-familiar squeal of ecstasy filled the room, and then the shark fell slack, panting. Marcella started to pull her thigh away from the woman's face, but Eska pulled it back down. She giggled as she resumed eating the kangaroo out.

I know another way we can get the milk out, Joy had cooed, giving Bella's udders a hearty squeeze, spraying the ceiling with milk.

That was how they ended up like this: Bella on her hands and knees; Joy below, milking her like a cow, spraying herself and the bed with Bella's bounty; and Grimm on his knees, leaning against the headboard, as Bella sucked him off.

Her grip on his waist was tight. She pulled him as far down her throat as she could bring him, nearly all the way to the base, then all the way, then back again, deepthroating him with abandon. She gasped and moaned into his aching cock, looking up at him with pure ecstasy. Her eyes looked like they were about to roll back in her head. She dipped forward so she could suck on his pendulous balls. "Grimm..." She gasped. "I need your cum... I need all your cum...!" She moaned as she worked his balls with her mouth, jerking him off with one hand while keeping herself steady with the other.

Joy, meanwhile, was out of her mind with delight as she gorged on milk for the first time in a while. Grimm wondered when she'd grow full...

...the answer was now. Joy scooted forward a little, positioning herself directly under Bella's face, and sighed. "I don't know if I can drink anymore, cutie. How are you feeling?"

Bella licked Grimm's cock. "Better... but there's still... so much..."

Joy rolled out from under Bella and crawled to the end of the bed. She knelt by the orca's butt. Without a word she spanked, hard. The slap echoed throughout the Captain's quarters. Bella gasped around Grimm's cock.

Milk erupted from her nipples, coating the blankets.

Joy giggled. "That's what I thought! Sometimes when cows get really backed up, the slightest impact will make them lactate. So maybe a good spanking is in order, eh?" Bella simply wiggled her butt, inviting more spanks. The cow giggled again as her hand fell upon the orca's rear.

"That makes... three..." Eska panted, wiping away the bangs that were plastered to her forehead with sweat. She draped her leg over Marcella's stomach.

"Same... here..." Marcella idly played with one breast. She gulped and caressed Eska's chest with her tail. "Wanna... take a break...?"

"Sure," said the shark, offering the kangaroo her hand. Marcella took it and squeezed.

Bella couldn't take it anymore. She released Grimm's cock from her mouth and collapsed, hiking her butt in the air as her head hit the mattress. She wiggled it to and fro, inviting the cow to continue spanking her -- it was having an effect, judging from the milk pooling by her nipples. She weakly reached up and jerked the bull's cock, barely able to concentrate. "Fuck me," she purred, spanking her ass cheek, jiggling it.

Grimm crawled to the end of the bed. "I'm gonna take over for a minute, okay?" he asked, before pulling Joy into a kiss. She sighed happily and nuzzled his forehead when their mouths parted.

"Have at it, baby," she cooed, rolling onto her side. Her stomach was full; she needed to rest up for a minute.

The bull, meanwhile, was fucking Bella from behind. She didn't change positions, content to be face down, ass up as the barbarian thrust into her. Every rock and jostle made her poor, poor nipples squirt milk; they were sort of pointed toward the foot of the bed, so Grimm felt a constant mist hit his knees.

Joy lazily fingered herself as she watched her lovers. It felt good to sit on the sidelines, actually. She'd always been a bit of a voyeur, content to watch Lennox and Daisy and Buttercup and Reese and the rest of her bandit friends/family have their fun. It made her happy to see them happy. She brought her breast to her face and latched onto her nipple, being careful not to swallow any of the milk that dribbled from her teat, as she masturbated.

"...and that's the trick. You have to analyze the way the opponent moves, predict where their next strike will land, and act in the moment. It sounds like a lot, but the thing is, most fighters are pretty predictable. I mean, if you've used the same move to finish one fight you're gonna try to end the next one the same way, right?"

"That makes sense," said Eska. She was resting her head on Marcella's stomach, lying parallel to the roo.

They were a pair of sweaty messes; the night-breeze felt good on their skin.

"Makes me sad they have to hit your butt, though," Eska said, giggling.

"Why's that?"

"'Cause it's so cute! It's a crime!"

Marcella giggled.

"And bruising it?" Eska scoffed. "Get out of here."

"Gosh, you're cute," Marcella said, for what felt like the fiftieth time that day. She squeezed the shark, making her giggle some more.

"Fuck 'em," Bella moaned, letting her tongue hang loose, "fuck my big, fat udders..." She was kneeling on the floor, mashing her enormous tits in Grimm's lap. He squeezed her milkers as he thrust between them. He shivered as milk pooled beneath his butt.

Joy, meanwhile, had crawled under the bed. She surprised Bella, who was understandably occupied, by nuzzling her thighs; the orca spread her legs to accommodate the cow, who quickly buried her face between them. The cow lovingly ate the pirate out as she titfucked the bull.

The bull was clearly getting close. His groping and fucking grew harder, sloppier, as he reached his limit.

Bella was there, too: she quivered, tightened, gasped every time Joy teased her sex. She reached down and stroked the cow's hair, loosely holding her in place.

"Gonna... cum..." the orca purred, dipping her head forward so she could lick the head of Grimm's cock. She wasn't lying: within moment she squeezed her thighs against Joy's head and cried out as she climaxed. Her whole body shook with pleasure... her nipples erupted with milk, coating the mattress and Grimm's legs. "Ah... ah...! I can't... stop...!" Milk continued to spurt from her aching teats; Grimm reached down, gripped them, and tugged, milking her in the traditional way. "C-cum!" she cried. "I need your cum!"

Grimm gave it to her. He groaned as a torrent of semen burst from between Bella's udders, coating her neck and cleavage. He kept cumming, kept shooting load after load... Bella opened her mouth and greedily caught a mouthful of semen, swallowing some of it, making a show of letting the rest dribble down her chin.

"More... I need more...!" She kept fucking him with her tits, desperate for cum, gasping as she was rewarded.

Joy giggled and kissed the orca's sex, then crawled out from under the bed. She climbed up behind Grimm and embraced him, resting her arms across his lap. She scooped up a glob of semen and, making sure he could see, tucked it between her lips. "Delicious," she purred, giving him a flirty wink.

The great bull kissed his cow.

The kangaroo kissed the shark. It was a nice kiss, a warm kiss, that drew them closer inward, made them pull each other in as close as they could.

"I could do this all night," Eska purred, nibbling on Marcella's lip, careful not to bite too hard with those sharp teeth of hers.

"Want to?" Marcella asked, stroking the shark's cheek.

Eska blushed. "Are you sure?"

Marcella didn't say anything. She just brought her tail up around the shark's waist and squeezed. Eska giggled and pulled her into another kiss.

"Wow," Joy said, kicking her legs over the side of the bed, "you both came a lot." She giggled and tousled Grimm's hair. He was lying beside her, cheek pressed against her outer thigh, looking pretty much dead to the world.

Bella's head was pressed against Grimm's chest. Her tits were angled slightly over the edge of the mattress, allowing her dripping nipples direct access to the floor. They could all hear the steady _drip drip drip_ping of milk on the hardwood. "Neptune's beard," the orca muttered, sounding like she had a mouthful of cotton. "I haven't been fucked like that since... well, ever."

"Feeling better?" Joy asked, wiping sweat from the orca's brow.

"Than I have in years, lass." The pirate accent had steadily returned after her earth-shaking orgasm. "Thank ye... thank ye both..."

"You are very welcome," Grimm said robotically, as if it took all the effort he could muster to squeeze out each individual word. "Very, very, very... welcome."

Joy giggled and caressed her bull's stomach. "Look at you two."

"How are you not exhausted?" Grimm asked, looking up at her with a dazed expression.

"I mean, you two were doing most of the work." She giggled. "I just liked watching."

"You voyeur."

She giggled again and flicked his chest. "You're not wrong."

"Then what was that for?"

"Felt like it." She leaned toward Bella. "Sure you're feeling better?"

"There's still some milk left in these poor udders o'mine, but it's a bit easier to breathe, eh?"

"Good." Joy giggled. "I'm almost tempted to suggest we go for Round Two."

Bella cackled. "Oh, that sounds wonderful. But yer bull is spent."

Grimm was quiet for a second. "Give me a few minutes," he said, sighing, as a silly grin crossed his face.

"You're a machine!" Joy exclaimed, leaning in for a kiss.

"Oh -- wait, are ye serious?" Bella sat up and looked at the insatiable bovines.

Joy and Grimm looked at each other, laughed, and nodded.

"Well, fuck, why didn't ye say so?" The orca cackled again -- a hearty, welcome sound. "Let's get to it!"

"Wait! I have one condition." Joy chewed her lip.

"What is it?"

"You can't abuse your chest like that anymore, okay?" Joy's smile faded. "You were born with something amazing... you can't treat it like that... you can't treat yourself like that..." She paused. "If you were... if you didn't feel like... you should have them, that's one thing, but... but to hide them away 'cause you're afraid people won't take you seriously..." She swallowed. "I know it's selfish, but... but it feels like I shouldn't be taken seriously. Or Marcella. Or any of the women I love..."

Bella's face softened. "I hate doing it. I want to be proud of who I am. But when I was young, before I found my crew, all that mattered was the size of my chest. It didn't matter how well I could swim, how well I could fight... it was just... these." She sighed. "I regret that I did it for so long. I don't... I don't want to do it anymore..." She sniffled. "I love them..."

"Then show 'em off, cutie." Joy had found her smile again. She cupped Bella's cheek. "And fuck anyone who has a problem with it."

Bella giggled. "I like the sound o'that."

"Promise you won't hurt yourself anymore."

"I promise."

"Good." She leaned forward and kissed the orca directly on the mouth. "Now, babe..." She rested her forehead against Grimm's. "Fuck Bella until she can't walk, okay?"

Grimm and Bella snorted in unison.

"Wait, what about you?" Grimm asked.

"I think I'm gonna go snuggle with Marcella, if that's okay. I am very full and very tired."

"Are you sure you're okay leavin' the big one with me?" Bella asked.

"Absolutely," said Joy with a wink. She kissed her lovers again and hopped off the bed. She quickly threw on her clothes and started for the door. "I might... pop back in later, see how things are going." She giggled and waved as she headed outside.

"Hell of a woman you got there," said Bella, rising to a sitting position.

"You have no idea," said Grimm.