>>15750305summary: fubuki wears a fubuki fursuit to a furry convention and gets fucked
>(1)Fubuki's asshole itched from the gaping she did the night before in preparation. A silicone prosthetic scrotum, rivered with false veins, twitched alongisde it. Her breasts were full of a dull ache from the chest wrap she wore to transform her B-cup into a nearly flat dune barely peeking over the horizon of her abdomen.
"Fubuki, it's you!"
"Oh! Fubuki?"
"Gender bender Fubuki!"
"That is so cute. So original!"
Thus remarked admiring attendees of Kemoket, Japan's furry convention, as Fubuki walked by wearing her Fubuki (male) fursuit.
She'd heard rumors, and seen amateur footage, of the group sex, involving all genders and orientations, that occured in hotel rooms in the late hours of the convention's nights. Fubuki stared at a man in a feathered tanuki costume, wondering if she might see the fursuit up close that night, hunched and looming over her as its wearer thrust his cock deep into her asshole.
It's a common belief that men from a thoroughly sexist country like Japan are rougher with women sexually. This is not the case. For most men, their trained association of women with fragility, stupidity and volatility cause them to falter in their desires, especially in the context of tense, awkward group sex situations that their social code hasn't trained them for.
Therefore only by fucking gay men could Fubuki get the unflinching male sexuality she needed. Dressing as a feminine young male at the bars in Ni-chome, she would often pick up drunk gay men for brief sexual encounters in an alleyway. She would present only her asshole to them, hiding her vagina with her underwear and pants, and even if the thought crossed their mind that she didn't smell or moan like a man, the fantasy of fucking such a feminine young asshole completely overpowered any second thoughts the men she picked up may have had.
So when Fubuki enters the hotel room designated for the homosexual male group sex afterparty that night, her knees nearly buckle in excitement. The men comment on how trained and graceful her movements are as she enters the room, as if she were gliding across a stage getting ready to dance or sing.
The false prosthetic scrotum bulges through her lingerie as she presents her asshole on the hotel room bed, knees knocking the mattress in anticipation, gently spreading her flesh with manicured nails. Fubuki's glad that her fursuit hides the obscene face of ecstacy she makes as one of the men begins to furiously lick and suck on her asshole.
The first furry to fuck her, a mostly nude man with a latex dog's face covering his eyes and nose, begins teasing his cock against the opening, testing its consistency and texture before fully plunging, grinding into her like a corkscrew, probing for the deepest point he can reach. Fubuki involuntarily lets out a woman's yelp when the tip of the man's penis slides past the inner folds of her anus. The erection of every man in the room, powered by the primal reptilian hyper-awareness of the mating cries of their opposite sex, became stronger and more engorged.
"His voice makes me so hard. I want a turn on his ass."
"He sounds so feminine. Could it be he's on hormones?"
The men on the other side of the bed gasp when Fubuki removes the lower portion of her fursuit's head to reveal her mouth. They can't believe the gift that's presenting itself to them. A slender jaw with a delicate, small tongue and smooth, thin lips perfectly free of any facial hair. One of the men can't help himself and kisses Fubuki violently on the lips. She kisses back, melting in a flurry of lips and teeth. The man next to him decides he can't help himself either, and instead of thrusting his cock in Fubuki's face, offering it for her to suck, he kneels down and begins kissing her also, as soon as the first man's mouth disengages.
