(WARNING!!!!! Chapter(s) contains RAMPANT sex and nudity, as well as other adult scenes. Due to the IMMENSE significance to the story, it all goes into these chapter(s), and not a "0.5" chapter. It's still important, so PLEASE read!)

Minerva sighed a bit. "And if I had to guess, I'd say that Carla was the most commonly mentioned thing in these diaries. Am I right?"

Demetria nodded. "Yes, you're right. Leopard loved that ginger-haired daughter/niece of mine, and she loved him back just as much. Sure, maybe their first meeting was a bit awkward, as was their first time having sex, but they soon grew perfectly inseparable. His love for Carla, and her love for him, were some of the strongest forms of love that I'd ever seen, and they proved my point perfectly. I long believed that Males, Females and Herms could live together on equal footing, and seeing them together gave me hope of that."

"And what's an example of something he wrote about her?"

Demetria looked back at the diaries. "Well, this entry here was written the day after they had sex for the first time." She then began to read.

I woke up, still in Carla's bed. I rolled over to face Carla, but I then saw that she wasn't there.

"Huh? Where did she go?"

I then looked over, and I saw her sitting nude at her vanity mirror, brushing her long, soft ginger hair. She was also softly humming to herself. I then sat up in bed, and Carla looked up and saw me in the mirror.

She smiled. "Oh, hey Leopard."

I smiled back. "Hey Carla. Did you sleep good last night?"

"Yeah, I slept good. You?"

"The same." I then noticed that Carla seemed to be sad. She was trying to smile, but yet I could also see the small tears forming at the edges of her soft green eyes.

"What's wrong Carla?"

"N-nothing. Nothing's wrong Leopard."

"No, something's wrong Carla. You wouldn't be sad if nothing was wrong."

"No.......ok, yes......something is wrong. I'm a freak!"

I sighed. "Carla, we've been over this, you're NOT a freak!"

"Yes I am! There's NEVER been another ginger Herm besides me! It's NOT normal! Stacy, Jasmine, Face and so many others say that I'm a freak, and that I'm ugly."

I sighed, knowing that it was time for some positive reinforcement. I then got out of bed, and after taking a moment to stretch, I walked over to Carla, pulled up a chair, and sat nude behind her. I then gently put my hands on her freckled shoulders.

"Carla, whoever told you that you're a freak, and are ugly, is either stupid, lying, or have NO IDEA what they're talking about! You're QUITE the opposite!"

"No I'm not. You're just saying that!"

I then lovingly wrapped my arms around her. "Carla, you're more beautiful than you even realize. Plus, if I thought that you were ugly, or a freak, I would NOT be loving on you as much as I do! Ginger girls are now so rare, and in fact, you were the first one that I've ever met! There's so much about you that's beautiful that I hardly even know where to BEGIN!"

Carla half-turned to look at me. "Like what?"

I gently grabbed her hair. "Like these thick, gorgeous ginger locks. You're not a redhead Carla, you're a TRUE ginger! Plus your soft green eyes, your really nice skin....."

"That's splotched with freckles! I literally have splotches of pink to dark freckles all over my ENTIRE body! Most prominent on my face, lower arms, shoulders, and of course, the tops of my tits and ass."

I then gently held up Carla's large, all-natural 20G breasts. "Yes, and when did I EVER say that I didn't like your big freckled boobies Carla?"

Carla couldn't help but crack up when I said that. "Pffffft!!!!!" She then burst out laughing. "Oh Leopard, that's HILARIOUS! I've NEVER had them called that before! Oh, you're just too much sometimes!"

I nodded. "I know, and I'm not done yet. You've also got this cute, pudgy belly......."

"Which I SHOULDN'T have! I'm still a GENERAL in the Futa Army! We're NOT supposed to be pudgy!"

"You still have some nice muscles too though Carla. Plus, I LIKE a little extra meat on the bones. It's a healthy blend of muscles and a bit of pudginess, not to mention these KILLER curves!" I then began to rub her curves. "Porn stars would KILL for curves like these Babe!"

Carla was blushing. "Ngh, stop it Leopard! I'm gonna get a stiffy!"

I then felt my own erection poking Carla in the back. "So am I!" I thought. To Carla, I said, "Well then, I'll just help you take care of that too!" I then began to feel lower. "And of course, the carpet matches the drapes, and you're also the first girl that I've EVER gotten to see with ginger pubes Carla. And your dripping wet ginger pussy, not to mention your dick; this beautiful piece of uncut Herm meat. And do you know what I call these?" I gently began to fondle her balls.

Carla was now as stiff as a board. "Ngh.....what do you call them?"

I smirked. "Ginger nuts!"

Carla then turned around to face me. I then saw that she had a smirk on her face. "Leopard. You. Me. Bed. Now! You gave me this stiffy, now you're gonna take care of it! And once you've done that, I'll help you take care of yours too!" She then grabbed me, and threw me onto the bed just behind us, before jumping in after me.

"And you know Leopard, a rusty roof equals a wet basement, but do you know about gingers?"

"Should I?"

She smirked as she licked her lips. "Our roofs are so rusty that our basements are FLOODED! You may sleep with a brunette, and you may sleep with a blond, heck you might even sleep with a redhead if you're lucky, but you'll NEVER sleep with a ginger around! She then pushed me onto my back so that my rock-hard member was pointing right at her. "And do you know what's the difference between me and a mosquito?"

"One sucks blood, and the other sucks souls?"

"Nope! A mosquito will stop sucking after you slap it!" She then put her lips over my member, before swallowing it whole!

"OUGH!!!!" I groaned. I then began to slap at Carla, (completely unintentionally) due to the pleasure overload, but true to her word, she never stopped sucking. I unloaded several HUGE loads down her throat before she finally stopped sucking, and lay next to me, smiling sweetly.

"See Babe? With me by your side, you'll NEVER be wanting for sex EVER again! I mean sure, Mom can take care of you too, but let's face it, she's not quite as young as we are!"

I then looked at her as she lay snuggled next to me. "Carla, do you know what you remind me of?"

"No, what?"

"You remind me of a Kitsune."

"What's that again?"

"Oh, it's a Japanese Fox-Spirit. According to legend, they're mischievous spirits that appear in the form of a woman with fox-like ears, and a fox like tail. They seek to seduce men, and have offspring with them. And no, before you ask, I'm NOT a Kitsune!"

Carla snuggled close to me. "A Kitsune? I like it. And you're right, it DOES seem to fit me pretty well! Plus, I'll bet that I'd look pretty cute with fox ears and a fox tail. Oh, and while we're on the subject, what would Mom, Stacy and Face be?"

I nodded. "Yeah, you would look cute with ears and a tail Carla. And in order, Mom would be an Oni, Stacy would be a Succubus, and Face would be an Incubus. An Oni is like a motherly goddess, and while some are evil, most are good. Mom would DEFINITELY fall into the 'good' category! A Succubus is a demonic creature that feeds on the love, lust and souls of Human males. They're evil, and only seek to satisfy their own perverted desires. And an Incubus is a Male who's had his soul, love and lust sucked out of him by a Succubus. He's wholly devoted to her, and to her alone. He lives on as a broken, empty shell, never deviating from what his Mistress wants."

Carla nodded. "Yes, those last two really DO fit Stacy and Face like a glove!" We both then laughed about this for a while longer.

I then looked at her. "Hey Carla?"

"Yeah?"

"Wanna go for the ride of your life? I'll even swallow your load if you want me to."

She smirked. "Oh yes. As long as you're willing to take care of my stiffies, I ALWAYS have room for another round in me!" She then climbed up onto me, and after coaxing my dick out of its sheath again, she put it inside of her dripping pussy, and went to town on it!

"Why does he ALWAYS have to go into such graphic detail about his sex life?!"

Demetria laughed a bit. "Well remember Mini, these WERE his private diaries, so he most likely NEVER meant for anyone to read them besides himself!"

Minerva shifted a bit, before accidentally bumping a model ship on Demetria's desk. The model was of a river steamboat that was about 1 1/2 feet long. It had 3 decks, and was painted white with green trim, had 2 tall black smokestacks, and what made it slightly unusual was the fact that it had both side paddle wheels, and a rear paddle-wheel. The name "American Queen" was painted on the side of the ship in red letters.

"Oh whoops! Almost bumped this ship! Where did this come from again?"

"Oh, the American Queen was a gift from Leopard for Christmas 2025. He made it for me."

"Well, a VERY fine piece of work on his part!"

"Yes, it was. Leopard was always thinking of me, and things that he could do to make my life better. He cooked for me, cleaned a few things, and helped me when needed, in addition to his other cleaning and repair duties. I kept him close to me as often as I could, and in addition to being a source of comfort and relief, he could also offer useful insight to situations that I was facing. And if you remember correctly, it was all thanks to my hearing his stories that I signed into law the Male Protection Act, the Transparency Act, the Cohabitation Clause, and other laws that protected the males and females living under the Futa Empire, all while holding Futas accountable for their actions."

"And didn't he start his own little pretend company, or something?"

"Yes, yes he did. He created the 'Gent Maintenance Company', as he did cleaning and repair work in the palace. These entries here." She then began to read again.

Most of my duties while living under Demetria involved cleaning, and other maintenance work. The tasks were simple enough, and I had a daily list to complete. I added a tag to the front of my smock that said "Gent" on it in black letters, and added the "Gent Logo" to my toolboxes, mop buckets, vacuums and cleaning carts. It was hard work, but yet it did have its rewards.

Every now and again, Mom would need something, and I would bring it to her. Sometimes she would need my help with something, and sometimes she just wanted me close to her.

"Leopard?"

"Yeah Mom?" I asked through my radio that I carried with me while I worked.

"Can you come up to my office? I need you."

"Sure Mom. On my way!" I then went up to her office.

When I arrived there a few minutes later, I found her sitting at her desk. She looked exhausted, and she seemed MORE than happy to see me.

"Come here Sweetie. Let Mommy hold you."

I complied, and once I reached her, I climbed into her lap, and just let her hold me close to her.

"Mmm, having you close to me is so soothing Sweetie. I can just feel the stresses of the day melt away when I have you in my arms."

I sighed happily. "Yeah, I know Mom. Just as I feel so safe in your arms as well. Sure, there are those who want to try something, but one look at my collar makes them think twice!" (I still wore a collar while living with Demetria. It had my name, and her contact info on it, and it was dark blue, so as to mark me as Royal Property, and therefore subject to Demetria's "Divine Protection". Basically, if they messed with me, Demetria would find out, and their lives would end swiftly!)

Demetria giggled a bit. "Yes, I know that they do Sweetie. You have my 'Divine Protection', as well as my 'Divine Blessing'. You are the offspring of a Goddess, and are therefore entitled to all of the perks that come with it. Oh, and Sweetie?"

"Yeah Mom?"

"It's been a REALLY hard day for Mommy, so could you PLEASE bend over and let Mommy take you? I REALLY need to get a few things out of my system!"

I nodded. "Sure Mom." I then removed my tunic, and bent over the desk.

After Demetria stood up, she removed her own robes, and after lubing up, she lifted my tail, and began to gently prod my tight hole. "Are..... Are you ready for this Sweetie?"

"Yeah, I'm ready Mom. Whenever you're ready, take me."

"Ok, and I'll be careful with you Sweetie. Yes, I know that Carla's done this for you plenty of times, but I'm still going to be gentle, at least at first." She then began to slowly push into me.

I made very few sounds while she did so, and soon I'd taken her full length to the hilt. Yes, her balls were touching mine, but she WAS a Herm, so it was therefore NOT gay! She then pulled back out, before thrusting in again.

"You doing ok Sweetie?"

"Yep. I'm good Mom."

She then kept going. For the next number of minutes, Demetria thrusted, and I thrusted back to meet her. She did ravage me, but yet I knew that this was her getting the stresses of the day out of her system. Eventually, Demetria was getting close to the end.

"Ngh.....I'm....I'm getting close Baby. I'm.....I'm gonna fill you up....'kay?"

"S-sure Mom."

Demetria then thrusted a few more times, before she buried herself deep inside of me, and began to blast her thick, creamy load into me. She moaned out loud as she did so, and after a minute or so longer, she was spent. However, she wasn't done yet. After pulling out of me, she had me turn around, and I then gently slid my member into her mouth, and while I held her head, I began to slowly face-f@#k her.

I tried to last a while longer, but Demetria was just too much of a pro. I then pushed into her mouth a bit farther, before blowing my seed into her belly. She expertly swallowed every spurt, and once I was spent, she rubbed her now slightly pudgier belly, before sitting back down at her desk, and once I was sitting in her lap, we both got back to work finishing up Demetria's workload for the day.

"Ok, are there any entries in here that DON'T involve sex?! This is getting ridiculous!"

Demetria laughed a bit. "What, not enjoying the steamy sex scenes Minerva?"

"NO! However, I WOULD like to know more about his relationship with one 'Sally Face', so could you PLEASE find those entries?"

Demetria flipped through the diaries. "He mentions Face a lot, and never in a good way. And why would he? Face was NOTHING but a brain-dead tool in Stacy's hands, just like he is today. Carla once told me that Face wouldn't know what free will was if it bit him on the ass, and after seeing what he's done in the past, I'm pretty inclined to agree with her!"

Minerva laughed a bit, and then Demetria found what she was looking for. "Leopard and Face. No sex. Here we go." She then began to read.

Face was a constant during my life in Vegas, and I do NOT say that in a good way! I HATED that tiny, blue haired, pigtail wearing, anorexic, mask-wearing, sniveling little freak-show, as did most others.

When I first met Face, his face and most of his head were covered in bandages, leaving only slots for his eyes, nose, and mouth. His blue hair stuck out in places, but it was largely hidden. He was also barefoot, and wore a black smock. He was often seen wandering aimlessly through the halls of the Luxor, silently watching everything. It was clear that he was one of Stacy's spies, and I finally decided to probe him for some information using the same tactic that he used on me back when we first met.

"Hey, you!" I asked him as I was vacuuming a floor.

He looked up from where he was standing. "Me?"

"Yeah, you. I think that it's time we got off on the right foot with Stacy not close by."

"What does that mean? And one wrong move from you WILL result in death!"

I rolled my eyes. "Kid, I could kill you, hide the body, and no one would EVER know what happened to you, but fortunately for you, I just want to talk. For starters, how old are you?"

"I'm 19. I always was a bit on the small side though."

"No kidding. You're what, barely 4'5?"

"No, I'm 4'10!"

I smirked. "You know that anything under 5' counts as being a midget, right? But anyway, my biggest questions. First of all, what IS your real name, as I know that 'Sally Face' is just the name that Stacy gave you."

He shrugged. "I don't know. I can't remember really anything about my past aside from how I was injured. I was a US soldier, I fought in WW5 and WW6, and then I got blown up. Stacy found me, and took me in. Everything else is a blur."

"So you got blown up in combat? Is that how you lost your face?"

"Yes. Although, I didn't lose my face; it's still there. It IS however EXTREMELY scarred and burned, and it's taking a long time to heal. The bandages will come off soon though, and be replaced."

"Replaced with what?"

"My first prosthetic face!"

I put a hand over my face. I knew that Face probably wasn't as injured as he was led to believe that he was, and that Stacy was doing something to keep him tiny, weak and injured.

"Face, you need help. Like SERIOUS mental help!"

He stared at me. "Yeah, and so do YOU Wolf-Freak! Why do you have a wolf's dick anyway? Carla got a bestiality fetish?"

I glared daggers at him. "No, I'm an Apex-Wolf. We were the first attempt at super-soldiers. Oh, and at least I can ACTUALLY get my dick up in the bedroom! I overheard Stacy railing to one of her friends about how she has to give you an overdose of Viagra just to get your tiny pee-pee to stand up! 'It's not even worth it for that little 2-incher that he has!' as she said!"

"Oh? And how big is YOURS?!"

I smirked. "EASILY 9, almost 10in, and 13 if you count my knot! I'm on-par with most Herms, to say NOTHING of Futas! I've heard that even Stacy is only 7in long, so that means that I'm even bigger than her! Tell your mistress THAT, you little shit!"

Face then ran off crying, and I laughed while getting back to work. Little did I know at the time though that that conversation was what sparked the animosity between myself and Face that would linger for YEARS!

I had a few more run-ins with Face, but then he disappeared for a while. The next time that I saw him though, he was looking a bit healthier, and was a bit taller, and a bit bigger than last time. I saw that his bandages had been removed, and replaced with a tiny pink face mask, and while he did still have his black smock, his blue hair was no longer in pigtails.

"Why is your hair blue exactly Face?"

"Cuz Mistress Stacy wanted it to be blue! Oh, and just so you know, I'm now 5'4, AND I weigh 115lbs now!"

"Really? Wow, that's pretty impressive! Too bad I'm 5'10 1/2, AND weigh 156lbs! Fight me shrimp, I DARE you!"

"I don't have to fight you, I'll just get Stacy to do that!"

"And why's your mask PINK?!"

"Because this one is just a prototype! My REAL one will be white once it's finished!"

"And when will that be? Anytime in the next century?"

He glared at me. "You think that you're so big and bad over there Leopard. And what kind of lame name is ‘Leopard’ anyway? What's your REAL name?"

"Tell you what, I'll tell you MY real name if you tell me YOURS!"

"I already told you, I don't KNOW what my real name is!"

I sighed. "Yeah, and neither do I. Anyway, as for WHY I was named 'Leopard', I'll tell you. Empress Demetria herself gave me that name after she adopted me, and gave me her Divine Blessing. She named me in honor of the Amur Leopard, the rarest, and most endangered sub-species of Leopard in the world. Currently, only 4 are known to exist, and all 4 of them are in the Vegas Zoo. Once my Goddess has an opening in her schedule, she promised to take me to see the beautiful creatures for whence I was named."

"I STILL say that 'Leopard' is a shit name."

"No, SALLY is much worse! You have a GIRL'S name Face! Oh, look out for SALLY! He'll REALLY be dangerous! What's he gonna do? Well, his name will make you die laughing!"

"You........you.........BITCH!!!!" Face suddenly screamed. "I'll....!!!!"

I held up the hose of my vacuum that I was using, and pointed it at him. "One wrong move and I'll vacuum you to death Shrimp!"

Face of course went screaming for Stacy, which led to ANOTHER confrontation! On and off for the next number of weeks, Face would ALWAYS try to get on my nerves, and THEN go running for Stacy when I came for his ass. Finally, one day, Demetria had enough of Face's out of control antics, and told me that I had her permission to beat his ass. The next time he threw a soda can at me, it. Was. ON!

"Alright, that's it, get your ass back here!" I began to chase him through the Luxor. "How dare you throw that can at me?! Just because you can move your stick legs faster doesn't mean that I'm not gonna outrun you and kick your ass! Come here you little bitch! Your ass is MINE! GET OVER HERE!!!!!"

FINALLY, I managed to corner him, and after knocking him down, I beat the snot out of him. I even tried to rip his little pink face mask off, but it was almost like that thing was held on with super glue! I yanked and I yanked, but it wouldn't come off!

Finally though, I just gave up. I did let Face back up, but I gave him a VERY stern warning. "This was your last warning Face. Mess with me again, and I'm gonna snap some bones! Got it?!"

"Yeah, I got it. And just you wait Leopard! One day I'll be strong enough to take you on, and when I do, you will be CRYING!!!!"

"Really? Well then, I'll just have to make sure to get to the one place where you CAN'T follow me!"

"Oh? And where's THAT?!"

"The pool! You can't follow me, cuz you can't get your face wet!" I then laughed, and left Face to find his own way back to Stacy.

"I can still remember filling out the paperwork from Leopard beating up Face that day. That was BRUTAL!"

Demetria sighed a bit. "Yeah. Face only lived to see another sunrise because Leopard decided NOT to kill him that day. Face did behave himself for a while after that beating, although he did still try and hit Leopard occasionally. Of course, Leopard simply made good on his promise, and whenever he was able, he would head out to the pool, and jump into the water, DARING Face to follow him! Face never did of course, and Leopard would laugh at him."

"And let me guess. Up next you're gonna read the parts about the Luxor pools?"

"Oh yes. I need a good refresher on that! Those pools were where some of Carla, Leopard, and I's, as well as Radar's, happiest memories were made!"

Minerva just put a hand over her face, prompting Demetria to simply read those pages to herself.

Behind the Luxor, hidden away behind high walls, was an area known as the Pool Deck. Once home to the hotel's pools, it now contained a series of interconnected swimming pools, a few hot tubs, fountains, a diving board, and under Demetria, it also gained a sauna, spa, and even a dive bar! Better still, it was ALL for the Royal Family's private use, with all other uses by appointment only! Demetria, Carla, Stacy, Face, Radar and I could use it, although Face never swam due to being unable to get his face wet, and neither did Stacy, as she would much rather get a full-body tan in a deckchair. For all of us though, the Pool Deck was clothing optional, and those of us who swam rarely, (if EVER!) wore any swimsuits! We ALWAYS skinny-dipped, and since Demetria did it, that made it ok for the rest of us!

Even though she was getting older, Demetria's skills with swimming were impressive. She could swim quite a few laps, hold her breath for up to 2 minutes, float on her back for ages, and even perform a perfect swan dive. Carla and I swam too, and we grew to love the water so much that Demetria often referred to us as her "Little Otters".

"Be careful!" She warned us. "If you swim too much, your hands and feet might start getting webbed, and you might grow fur and tails!" (Even though I had paws instead of feet, but that's besides the point!) We knew that she was only kidding, but we still laughed anyway.

Oh, and since Vegas IS in the middle of the desert, sunscreen is CRITICAL! NEVER forget to put it on, and NEVER forget to reapply it! Every week there were stories in the news about someone being rushed to the hospital with 3rd degree sunburns because they neglected to put on sunscreen.

Demetria, Carla and I would always use the waterproof kind, and we would also ALWAYS rub it onto each other. From head to toe we would slather each other in waterproof sunscreen, and I even had to put sunscreen on the sensitive flesh inside of my wolf ears to keep it from burning!

One afternoon, Demetria was swimming with Carla, and Stacy was relaxing nude on a deckchair, when all of a sudden, I came "running" out onto the Pool Deck in exaggerated slow motion. Face was behind me doing the same thing, and it was clear that he was chasing me, but since no one was allowed to run on the Pool Deck, we were doing the best that we could!

"GET BACK HERE LEOPARD!!!!"

"Not today Sally Boi!" I then ripped off my tunic, and jumped nude into the pool. I then looked back at Face standing on the pool edge glaring at me.

"OH COME ON!!! NO FAIR!!!"

"Yes it is!" Carla chirped as she swam up next to me. "All's fair in War and Love Sally, please remember that!" She then turned me towards her, and began to kiss me. I kissed her back.

"Mmm, is that a stiffy I feel Carla?"

She giggled. "I dunno, you tell me Babe! And is that 'Little Leopard' poking me in the stomach?"

I then burst out laughing, while Face looked like he wanted to throw up. "Gross! Get a ROOM you two! NOBODY wants to see that!"

"I do!" Demetria called from the diving board. "I LOVE to see them get their rocks off with each other! It's SO hot!"

Face just stood there shaking in rage. In fact, he was so enraged that he wasn't thinking straight. He then walked over to Stacy's chair where she was currently sleeping, grabbed the back of it, and slid it forwards just enough to dump Stacy into the pool! The water woke her up pretty fast, and when she surfaced, she was FURIOUS!!!!

"WHO THE F@#K JUST DUNKED ME?!?!?!?!" She screamed as she swam in the water. She looked over at Demetria, Carla and I, but we were on the other side of the pool. She then looked in front of her, and she saw Face in is usual black smock, blue hair in pigtails, and pink face mask. He'd walked over to the edge of the pool to help Stacy out, but that proved to be a BIG mistake!

"WHY YOU LITTLE SHIT!!!! YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT!!!!"

In one lightning fast motion, Stacy reached the edge of the pool, grabbed Face by his ankles as he tried to flee, and in a fluid motion, chucked him over her shoulders, and backwards into the pool! Demetria, Carla and I were laughing our heads off at what we were seeing, until we all realized that we had no idea if Face could actually swim! However, a few moments later, he burst up through the water, coughing and screaming about how his face was burning!

"OH GOD IT HURTS!!! IT'S BURNING MY FACE!!! I CAN'T GET MY FACE WET!!!!! HELP ME STACY!!!!"

Stacy merely glared at him. "You should have thought of that BEFORE you dunked me in the pool! You reap what you sow Sally!"

Face then ripped his mask off, and that did seem to help with the pain a bit. He then swam over to the edge of the pool, leaving his mask behind, before climbing out, and sitting on the edge of the pool.

I then swam over and grabbed the mask. "Thanks for the mask Face! It's MINE now!"

"KEEP IT!!! I don't care! My REAL ONE should be arriving any day now!"

I then looked at the pink mask in my hands. I shuddered momentarily as I thought back to the night that Face murdered Captain Velma Nelson while wearing that same mask, but I SHOVED these thoughts out of my mind. I had the mask, Face got Karma, and Stacy was miserable. On top of that, Demetria, Carla and I were about to have a threesome in one of the saunas, so overall it was a mission complete!

"Whatever happened to that pink mask anyway? Is it still around?"

Demetria pointed to the wall to Minerva's right. "It's in the frame hanging on the wall to your right. I kept it for Leopard, and Face has never shown any interest in wanting it back; not that I even WOULD let him have it if he wanted it!"

Minerva looked at the mask. It was still pink, and it had 2 visible leather straps to hold it onto the wearer's face. The mask had a neutral expression on its face, and the empty eyeholes seemed rather creepy.

"And this is rather strange."

"What is?"

Demetria pointed. "This one part in Diary 4. Leopard started to write something, and then just broke off. He resumes his next entry the same day, but I find it so bizarre that he just broke off right here for seemingly no reason."

"And what does it say?"

"'Last night I saw it. It was horrible. It was........No, I can't. I SWORE that I would never.........I CAN'T! I WON'T! NEVER!!!! It's all over..........No, it's not...........DIE YOU SICK F@#K!!!!!!' And that's it. It just breaks off after he said 'DIE YOU SICK F-bomb'. I've read through ALL of his other entries after this one, and he NEVER mentions this one again, or even any clues as to what he might have been thinking."

Minerva thought for a second. "You know what I think Dem? Remember that one Palace Guard, Captain Velma Nelson? The one who was murdered?"

"Yeah, so tragic."

"Well, what if Leopard saw something, but was then threatened to keep his mouth shut? Remember, we DID find him unconscious in that stairwell after he seemingly tripped in the dark and fell down. Strange, ESPECIALLY considering how he was going UP the stairs at the time! I'll bet that he saw something, and then someone caught him trying to write about it in his diary. After they threatened his life, he thought that he was going to die. Once he realized that he was safe though, he told whoever it was to die, before ending the entry. From then on, he NEVER mentioned the incident again out of fear of what might happen to him."

Demetria thought about that. "Yes, that is a possibility Minerva. Leopard always did seem somehow.....more distant after that night, at least at certain times. Perhaps it really was because of him living in fear."

Demetria then flipped a page in a different diary. "Oh hey, here's our trip out to Desert Lake/Lake Mead during the Summer of 2025!" She then began to read again.

One day in July, Demetria decided that she wanted to take a vacation. She said that she wanted to spend the weekend at a body of water, but yet one that wasn't too far away from Vegas. At first, I thought that she was crazy. We were in the middle of the Mojave Desert; where were you POSSIBLY going to find a body of water?! However, I was soon to get my answer.

As we were driving out there, Demetria told Carla and I that we were going to a place called "Desert Lake".

"It's a man-made reservoir located between Desert Land, (Nevada) and Big Desert (Arizona). It's become pretty popular in recent months since the war ended, and there's even a dam close by supplying Vegas with hydroelectric power! Rumor has it that the dam, Ancient Dam, is even one of the largest dams in the world!"

All of the pieces were there, but yet due to a LOT having changed since the past wars, I was unable to put them together at the time. I would get that chance soon though.

Once we arrived at the private lakeside lodge where we would be staying, a few servants took the luggage inside, while Demetria, Carla and I stood on a lower deck, and looked out over the lake. Stacy and Face were with us, but they would much rather be inside.

"I still can't shake the feeling that I know where we are, and that I've been here before during the previous wars."

Carla looked at me. "Well, if so, I'm sure that it'll come to you soon Leopard. Your memory should start kicking in before we leave if you really have been here before."

I nodded. "I hope so Carla."

Demetria then looked at both of us. "So, do you two want to head out on the boat today, or do you want to wait until tomorrow?"

I was surprised. "Wait, boat?"

"Yes. I bought a speedboat for my lakeside lodge here. It's made for towing inner tubes and water skis, and can even be used for parasailing! I know that Stacy and Face want to stay inside for now, but do you two want to go out on the lake today?"

I looked first at Carla, and then at Mom. "Sure, if that's what you want Mom. It REALLY sounds like fun!"

"Oh, I'm TOTALLY in Mom! No swimsuits, right?"

Demetria nodded, smirking. "Yep, no swimsuits; just the skin that we were born with!"

I was about to ask if that was a good idea, but Carla then pointed to a sign that said that the lake was clothing optional. I also saw plenty of others naked on their boats, jet-skis, and even just plain old inner tubes, and other floating toys.

I then nodded. "Ok. Let's do this!"

Once we used the bathroom inside the lodge, we all went down to the lodge's private dock where Demetria's boat was kept, and once we were on it, we also grabbed a cooler with drinks, a few bags of chips, a couple of sandwiches, LOTS of sunscreen, an inner tube, and a few floating toys, plus a rope to attach the tube to the boat. We all went out on the "Goddess", as Demetria called her boat. And true to what she'd said previously, we left the swimsuits, and all other clothes behind, and all 3 of us went buck-naked!

Demetria was driving, and Carla and I were sitting just behind her. We did have to pause to put on a LOT of waterproof sunscreen, but once we were all good and slathered with it, then our little adventure kicked into high gear.

Since it was getting late in the day, the lake was a bit clear of boating traffic, so we could go fast at certain times. I was also pretty surprised at just how big the lake really was. Suddenly though, I saw a warning marker.

"Dam!" I yelled.

"Leopard!" Carla turned to me in shock. "Don't use language like that!"

I pointed at something. "No, not 'damn', DAM!!!" Demetria then brought the boat to a stop, and we floated for a bit. In front of us was a HUGE concrete structure, and I knew that it was most likely the back of the top of "Ancient Dam".

Demetria looked back at us. "Yeah, you're right Leopard. I wanted to bring you guys out here to show you Ancient Dam. It's the dam that provides all of Vegas with electricity."

Suddenly in my head, ALL of the pieces fell into place, and everything clicked! "Wait. A dam that supplies all of Vegas with power, surrounded by a lake? NOW I know where we are! That dam is the Hoover Dam, and this is Lake Mead! Just beyond the Hoover Dam is the beginning of the Colorado River. I was here when we protected the dam during WW4, and again in WW5!"

Demetria and Carla turned to me in surprise. "Really? That's what these places are called? Well, I think that I like them better than 'Desert Lake', and 'Ancient Dam'. That's one of the bad things about the Futas over at the Bureau of the Interior; they're SO SHITTY when it comes to naming ANYTHING! I mean come on! Farm Land? Desert Land? Big Desert? East Desert? What are they actually called?"

I thought for a second. "Iowa, Nevada, Arizona, and New Mexico respectively."

Demetria smiled. "Yes, those are MUCH better names! In the meantime though, I think that we'd better pull back before we get into trouble!" She then reversed the boat, and we turned around, and went back the way that we came.

Once we were in open water again, Demetria looked at us. "So, do you two wanna try the inner tube?"

I looked at it. It was shaped like a purple doughnut, and it had green handles. It was big enough for 2 people, but you would be REALLY cozy in it!

I nodded. "Sure, if Carla wants to."

"Of course I do Leopard!" Carla then climbed back into the back of the boat, and Demetria and I followed her.

Soon we had the rope attached to the inner tube, before connecting the other end to the boat. Once we made sure that everything was secured, Carla climbed in first, and I joined her a moment later. Then, once we were all settled in, Carla held my hand, before raising both of our hands into the air to signify that we were ready. Demetria then throttled up the boat, and began to pull away from us. Soon, the rope pulled tight, and we began to move along.

"Oh boy, here we go."

"Yeah, this is gonna be SO fun Leopard!"

"Provided that we can stay in the tube, and NOT fall out, then yeah, this will be fun."

Carla then turned to me. "Kiss for the road?"

I nodded. "Sure." I then pulled her in for a kiss. As usual, it was a sloppy French-kiss. Carla was my girlfriend now, and we were in a committed relationship. (I was also seconds away from trying to bone her while we were tubing, but let's not talk about that!)

It had been so long since I'd last tubed that doing it with Carla brought back SO MANY fun memories for me. We had a BLAST tubing, although we did have to get back to the boat once it was getting dark. We only fell off a few times, and we had fun skinny-dipping in the lake as we swam back to get the tube. Once we were in the boat though, as Demetria drove back to the lodge, I lay on the floor of the boat, and Carla rode my dick for all she was worth.

"Oh yeah, I REALLY needed this Baby!"

"Ngh, yeah, I can tell Carla! You sound EXTREMELY pent up!"

"I AM!!! We gingers are ALWAYS pent up! I NEED to be f@#ked on a regular basis in order to keep sane!"

"Just be careful you two", Demetria warned us, "The last time you got pregnant Carla, you had a miscarriage. I don't want to see that happen again for you."

We both stopped when Demetria said that. Yes, Carla had gotten pregnant by me once, but 3 months later, it was over due to her miscarrying. We were both SO devastated, and Carla cried for days. Herms can have difficulties getting pregnant, and then carrying a child to term. Miscarriages are sadly quite common.

We were no longer in the mood to have sex, but we did sit at the front of the boat, and I held Carla while we did our "Titanic Impression"!

"I'm the Queen of the World!"

"Eh, you're not too far off there Carla. One day, when I get too old, you will be the next Empress of the Futas. You're my heir to the throne, which you will also inherit if you marry Carla Leopard."

I looked back at her. "And how do you think that the Futas would react to their Empress having a male husband?"

"They're not gonna have a choice but to accept it. It's time that a LOT of stigmas and other taboos about males and Futas/Herms being together were broken, and I want you two to pave the way for that. Yes, I AM grooming you to become the next rulers of the Futa Empire, and this is because I want you to be ready for it when the time comes."

We both looked back at her. "We will be Mom. I know that Leopard and I will be GREAT rulers one day when the time comes!"

Demetria smiled. "I know that you will Sweeties." We then finished our trip back to the lodge.

The next day, we FINALLY convinced Stacy and Face to come along. Face was more willing, and for once, while he wore a temporary plastic mask while his new one was being completed, (since I STILL refused to give him his pink one back!) he actually left it behind that day! Sure, he did still wear his black smock, but his face was free, and his blue hair wasn't in pigtails. His face was still scarred and burned, but now there was no longer any mystery surrounding what really lay behind his mask.

"Decided to skip the mask I see Face."

He looked at me. "Yes, for now. At least until my new mask is complete. I STILL can't get my face wet, but I wanted to come out and see the world for once."

"Well, good for you Face."

Eventually, I decided that I wanted to try water-skiing. Once the rope was attached to the boat, and the skis were attached to my paws, I grabbed the rope's handle, and began to get ready.

"This is probably gonna end REALLY badly!" I muttered.

"You'll do great Babe!" Carla reassured me. "Sure, you MIGHT fall down a lot, but it'll still be fun, right?"

"Fun for who? I'm about to water-ski for the first time, AND I'm naked too!"

"It'll be funny to see you wipe out!" Stacy told me while smirking.

I glared at her. "How about this Stacy. I don't wipe out, AT ALL, and then you and I do parasailing together? We have the equipment for it here with us."

She rolled her eyes. "Sure. However, I KNOW that you're gonna fail, so this is gonna be an EASY bet!"

I then got ready, and Face was leaning out the back of the boat when they pulled away from me. However, he accidentally slipped, and fell off the boat! He fell into me as I was standing there, and he held onto me!

"Ow! Face?! What the?! What the hell are you doing?!"

"I fell off the boat! What do I do?!"

"The only thing that you can do, HOLD ON!!!" The rope then pulled tight, and we were moving!

"SHIT!!!" In his panic, Face climbed up onto me, and was soon hanging onto my neck and waist for dear life! And thank GOD he missed my dick and balls while he was climbing onto me!

"Oh boy, THIS is gonna end really badly!" I muttered. To Face, I said, "Just follow my lead Face. When I lean, you lean. Yes, we ARE probably exceeding the weight limit on the skis that I'm balancing on right now, but this is the ONLY way that we're gonna be able to do this!"

He nodded, and then we kept going. Right, left, right again, we kept going, and neither of us fell down!

Meanwhile, back on the boat, somehow no one noticed that Face was missing! Stacy was the first, but only because she asked him a question that he didn't answer.

"Huh? Hey! Where's Face?"

"Huh?" Carla looked up from filming me. "What do you mean Stacy?"

"Just what I said. Where did Face go?"

Demetria looked back at her. "He should be right here. Where else could he be?"

"RIDING ON TOP OF LEOPARD!!! THAT'S WHERE HE IS!!!!" Carla suddenly screamed.

"WHAT?!?!?!"

She and Demetria turned to look, and sure enough, there was Face riding on top of me! He'd climbed up onto my shoulders, and was hanging onto me for dear life! I was trying to ski, but yet I also seemed to be talking to Face from time to time.

"SHIT!!!!" Demetria then stopped the boat, and Face and I then skidded forwards until we were close to the back of the boat.

Once he was close enough, Stacy grabbed Face, and hauled him back into the boat. "WHAT IN THE HELL WAS THAT SALLY?!?!?!"

"S-sorry Stacy. I fell off the boat, and it was already too late. I just grabbed Leopard, and held on!"

"That was AMAZING Leopard!" Carla was telling me as she helped me back into the boat. "Not ONLY did you not fall down once, but you ALSO did it with Face on your shoulders! How did you do it?!"

I shrugged. "Honestly Carla, I haven't the foggiest idea! However, I DO know that Stacy's most likely NOT going to keep her end of our deal, right Stacy?"

"Suck my dick Leopard!" She growled at me. "You cheated on the bet!"

"Oh, believe me Stacy, I WOULD suck your dick if you'd let me! Heck I'd even sleep with you if you wanted me to!"

"Cat-Freak, I'd have to be drunk off my ASS before I EVER took you to bed with me!"

I just rolled my eyes. "Sure, but why would I EVER sleep with you when I can sleep with Carla?"

In response, Stacy just hissed at me, before crawling up to the front of the boat. Carla then volunteered to parasail with me, and we both got to experience the joys of nude parasailing. We could see SO MUCH from up in the air, and the wind was blowing through our hair, and we were both having the time of our lives.

That trip to Lake Mead was one of the fondest Summer memories of my ENTIRE life, and I was sad when it ended, and we had to head back to Vegas.

"Well, I can agree with Leopard there; that really was one AMAZING Summer adventure!"

"Yeah, it was Minerva. And for someone who was on the boat that day, it was definitely a Summer that I'll never forget. That was the first and last Summer that we ever got to spend with Leopard before WW6 resumed, as the Summer of 2026 was spent still looking for him, and trying to keep our deteriorating lines stable. There was no more time for fun anymore."

Demetria then saw Minerva smirk a bit. "What? What's so funny?"

"Halloween 2025. Remember what happened that night?"

"Which part? The costumes, the gang of Futas that Leopard trashed and sent to the ER, or the blackmail against Stacy?"

"All of it! The thought just struck me! See if you can find it Dem!"

Demetria then began to flip through the diaries. "Ok, got it!" She then began to read.

Halloween 2025 is another memory that remains with me to this day. It was the only Halloween that I got to spend in Vegas, so luckily I was able to make it count!

Halloween was another American holiday that was celebrated by the Futas, and let's just say that this time there was no age limit for trick or treating! There were also wild parties, bonfires, hayrides, drunken orgies, skimpy costumes, candy, jack o' lanterns, black cats, skeletons, spiders, ghosts, and a TON of other Halloween things too.

I'd finished carving a pumpkin earlier that same afternoon, (keeping with a long-standing tradition in my family of carving a pumpkin on Halloween) and sure, while it was just a simple face, I was pretty happy with it. Later on though, some of us bobbed for apples, ate some food, played a few games, and waited for the sun to go down. Here's how it works. From afternoon until sundown, it's like a harvest festival. From sundown until about Midnight it's Halloween, and from Midnight until Dawn, it's pretty much just one big party and drunken orgy!

Once the sun was almost down, Carla and I, as well as Stacy and Face, went to put our costumes on. Carla and I both went with something simple, but yet cute and surprisingly cheap. Carla wore a red hooded cape, white stockings, black low-heeled shoes, and carried a basket. Beyond these though, she was completely naked! I asked her who she was supposed to be.

"I'm Little Nude Riding Hood!"

I face-palmed. "Carla, it's Little RED Riding Hood! You have the red hood, and your hair is ginger; PLEASE let it go at that!"

She nodded. "Sure thing. Plus, you have a big dick, as well as the wolf ears and tail, so you're definitely the Big Bad Wolf! I might just have to take that Big Bad Dick inside myself, and show you why they call me Little Red RIDING Hood!"

I couldn't help but crack a smile at Carla's sex jokes. "Carla, you're too much sometimes!"

I then put gray fur on my legs, arms, chest and back, and Carla painted my nose black, and gave me a few whiskers. We both then looked at ourselves in the mirror.

"Aww, you look really cute Carla."

She blushed a bit. "N-nyah. T-thanks Babe. And you look great too."

"Thanks. And now we're an iconic matching pair! Though I NEVER knew that Little Red had big tits, a fat dick, a dripping pussy, AND ginger pubes!"

Carla then looked down at herself, and sure enough, her large rack, big dick and balls, pussy, AND ginger pubes were on full display. She then leaned her head against my shoulder. "Well, she does tonight Leopard!"

I laughed a bit. There were no laws against lewd, or really sexual costumes. One could walk around fully naked and no one would care. (Actually, you could do that in Vegas at ANY time of the year and no one would care!)

As we were standing there, Stacy and Face walked into the room. Stacy was dressed in an EXTREMELY slutty Succubus costume, and Face was dressed to look like he'd just had his soul sucked out by Stacy.

"Are you ready yet Sis?" Carla asked her.

"Yeah, I'm ready." Stacy then saw our costumes. "You ginger slutbag! Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf? Seriously? That's the BEST that you could come up with?"

Carla laughed a bit. "It's cute, it's cheap, and we can EASILY have sex if we want to! Plus it's VERY iconic!"

"It's f@#king slutty!"

Carla then gave her a look. "Well I think that it's cute, and so does Leopard! And if you DON'T like it, then you can just kiss my freckled ass!"

I burst out laughing at Carla's suggestion, while Stacy rolled her eyes. "Whatever Slut. Let's just go!"

All four of us then left the Luxor.

Once we were outside, Halloween was already in full swing. Futas, Herms and a few males were walking up and down the street, and everyone seemed to be having a good time. Carla and I were holding hands, and she seemed SO much more confident in her own body as she strode down the street wearing little more than her red hooded cape, white stockings, and black shoes. She even seemed to be strutting her stuff a little bit, but it was hard to tell.

As we made our rounds, we got a LOT of candy and other treats, and yes, we ALSO had to check them for tampering! Sure, razor blades might be a myth, but drugged candy sure isn't! We males had it the worst. One minute you're eating something, and then the next you black out, before waking up naked in some alley with globs of spunk leaking out of your ass!

On our way back though, Carla was starting to get hard, so she and I stopped to take care of it. She leaned up against a tree, and I went down on her.

"Ngh, oh yes Baby!" She muttered as I sucked her off, "That's the spot! There are a number of stories involving Red getting f@#ked by the Big Bad Wolf, so are you gonna f@#k me?"

"Maybe once I make you jizz Hun." I muttered when I came up for air.

"Well, take your time. I'm having a lot of fun!"

I eventually did make her blow though, and she gave me a nice creamy treat. I then looked back up at her, and began to smirk.

"Oh wow. What big bad eyes you have!"

"All the better to see your delicious body with my Dear!"

"And what a big bad nose you have!"

"All the better to smell a bitch in heat with my Dear!" I then began to sniff at her pussy. I also began to lick at it.

"Ngh, and what a big bad tongue you have!"

"All the better to eat you out with my Dear! And you're DEFINITELY in heat!"

Carla then glanced down, and saw my fully erect wolf dick. She then gently began to stand up fully. "Oh my. And what a big bad hard dick you have!"

"All the better to F@#K A PUPPY into you with my Dear!" I then "pounced" on Carla, and after she lifted one of her legs, I began to thrust into her. This was our first real attempt at public sex, so we were REALLY gonna make it count!

Carla was soon screaming out in bliss, though her screams were drowned out by loud music, traffic, and other people. She knew that she was ovulating that night, and she knew that I knew it too. We were gonna try again for a baby, and this time it was hopefully gonna happen!

"Ngh! Oh yes Stud! PLEASE f@#k a puppy into me! I'll be a good bitch for you! Just PLEASE put a puppy inside me!"

I was a bit surprised. I'd never heard her call me "Stud" before; only Demetria had ever called me that. Nevertheless, she needed a good f@#k, as did I, so I gave her what she wanted.

"Ngh, yes, I KNOW that you're gonna be a good bitch for me! You wanna be my puppy-mama, don't you?"

"Yes! I REALLY wanna have your puppies!"

"Well then brace yourself Bitch, cuz here they come!" I then thrusted into Carla a few more times, before burying my knot into her. Moments later, I began to blow my full load into her.

"Yes, yes! FILL ME UP STUD!!!! DON'T PULL OUT!!!!!"

I didn't, and soon her fertile womb was thoroughly splattered with my hot, potent puppy-batter. By the time my knot went down, I pulled out of Carla, and a LOT of my seed oozed out of her, and plopped onto the ground below us. My member then went soft, and disappeared back into my sheath.

Carla smirked. "Yep, that's a puppy for SURE! There's no WAY that I'm not pregnant right now!"

"Really? Well then I guess that it's safe for US to f@#k you then, right?"

Both Carla and I turned, and to our horror, there stood none other than Ann Baker, better known as Lady Satan, and her gang. The Skulls, as they were collectively known, were a feared Futa biker gang. They raped males, females, Futas and Herms alike. ALL of them were considered dangerous, but Lady Satan was the WORST!

"Why don't you leave us be Ann? We don't want any trouble with you!"

She glared at me. "Oh, we won't leave until BOTH of you are gagging on our thick Futa cocks!"

I began to ready myself for a fight. Sure, I never started a fight, but if one started, I was SURE gonna end it! If the Skulls thought that they were going to be sticking ANYTHING inside of us, they were HORRIBLY mistaken!

They came towards us, and I gave Carla's hand a squeeze. She gave me a squeeze back, and faster than the eye could detect, I backed up, ran forwards, jumped a bit, kicked up off of the tree, and gave Ann a full blown kick to the face! My sharp claws cut her, and the force of the impact sent her flying! She hit the pavement, and I landed back on my paws seconds later. Then between us, Carla and I quickly took care of the rest of the Skulls. There were only 6 of them, including Ann, so that just left 5. We hit, kicked, bit, slammed into trashcans, and I even picked one of them up, and slammed her into another! By the time that it was all over with, the Skulls were down for the count, and the few who were still conscious looked at us in fear.

"Alright, just let us get out of here! Leave us be!"

I growled a bit. "We will, but ONLY if you grab your wounded friends, and get the hell out of here!"

"Thank you!" The 3 who were still conscious then drug away their wounded friends.

"And remember, there will be a LOT worse coming if we EVER hear anything bad about you guys again! Got that?!" I yelled at them.

"Yes!"

"Good!"

Carla and I then left the scene, and quickly made our way back to the Luxor. I would later learn that all of the Skulls wound up at the ER, and were later arrested, and FINALLY charged for their previous crimes, not to mention their current ones!

When we made it back, we took a few minutes to clean up, before seeing what was going on. There was a bit of a party going on, and although we didn't see Demetria, we did see Face.

"Hey, where's Stacy?"

"She's up in her room. She's completely drunk, so I came down here to find some food!"

"Wait, you mean that you left my sister upstairs all by herself while drunk?!"

"Yeah."

Carla put a hand over her face. "Crap. Well, we'd better see if she's alright!" Carla then grabbed me by the hand, and we both went upstairs.

Sure enough, when we found Stacy, she was indeed drunk, and she was also naked on her bed. She tried to get up when she saw us.

"*Hic* Carla! L-Leopard! *Hic* C-come on *hic* in!" She then somehow got up, and staggered towards us.

Luckily, I managed to catch her, and then held her steady. For once, she didn't tell me to stop touching her.

She then hugged me. "*Hic* Yeah, I.......I love you too Leopard! *hic*"

Carla then got a VERY naughty idea. She then pulled out her camera, and started filming. "Hey Stacy?"

"Y-yeah? *hic*"

"You like Leopard, don't you?"

"*Hic* Yep!"

"Well then why don't you kiss him already, you drunk!"

I then realized what Carla was doing. Stacy made SURE that everyone knew just how much she hated males, but if a video suddenly surfaced of her getting flirty with, and then possibly having sex with one, it didn't matter if she was drunk, she would be seen as a HUGE hypocrite!

Stacy took the bait. "Kiss? W-well, I'm sure that you.....*hic* wouldn't mind.....r-right Cutie? C'mere." She then pulled me close to her, and actually began to kiss me! Of her own free will!

I quickly fell into it as Carla filmed us. She made sure to not show my face clearly, but yet to show Stacy's clearly. I took full advantage of the situation, and put both hands on her buttcheeks, and gave them both a nice smack!

"Ough! Y-yeah. You like my ass Baby?"

"Yeah, it's nice. Not as good as Carla's, but it's still nice."

"Yeah, it is good." Stacy then pushed me over to the bed, before pushing me over, climbing on top of me, grabbing my dick, lubing it up, and sticking it inside of herself! She then began to ride me for all she was worth.

While she was doing that, I looked over at Carla. Neither of us could BELIEVE what we were seeing! Stacy was actually f@#king me on her own! Sure, she was drunk, and she was a Futa, so I was f@#king her anally, but hey, sex is still sex, and if it can be used to blackmail an enemy? Great!

Once Stacy was done, I jizzed inside of her, and she passed out. I did kiss her one last time, and we then left her be. Carla then took the video, edited it, and got ready to post it online under the title "Hypocrite Much Stacy?" First though, we wanted Stacy to apologize for being mean to us.

Since she had no recollection of that night though, she refused. "Why would I EVER apologize to you?!"

Carla smirked. "Because, maybe a certain SOMEONE doesn't want THIS blowing around the internet?" Carla then showed her a copy of the video from that night.

THEN Stacy's memory started coming back to her! "You......wouldn't DARE Carla!"

She smirked. "Oh yes I WOULD Stacy! However, if you apologize, then I won't!"

"You're bluffing!"

Carla then posted the video. "And YOU don't have a reputation anymore!"

"WHAT?!?!?! NOOO!!!!"

Carla did have to make a hasty exit to avoid Stacy's wrath, but in the end, even though most believed that the video was fake, it DID hurt Stacy's reputation! She never forgave Carla and I for what we did, but yet, she did kinda deserve it for being a dickwad!

"What a story. It seems so fantastical, but yet it was all true!"

"Yes, it was true, but sadly while Carla did conceive that night, 2 months later she miscarried again. Once again, Carla was devastated."

Minerva sighed. "And where was Carla when she conceived Leo?"

"Eh, Somewhere in Texas. I'm pretty sure that it was at a motel in Amarillo. She had angry sex with Leopard there in late 2027 during WW6, before cutting him off. She then conceived, and was excited to tell Leopard, but during the Battle of Austin, she was knocked into her 2 year coma. Sure, she finally got the child that she wanted, but now she lost her husband."

"And are there any instances of them really bonding in the diaries? Not just sex scenes, but actual bonding during an activity?"

Demetria nodded. "Oh yes. Here's one right here. It happened in early September of 2025. September 5th, to be exact." Demetria then began to read.

On that afternoon after I finished with work, I was sitting in my small room next to Demetria's, writing in my diary. With my entry that day, I included a picture that had been taken the day that Demetria finally took me to the Vegas Zoo, where I got a chance to see 4 of the last Amur Leopards on Earth. There was even a picture of me getting to pet one of them, though the leopard in that picture had been temporarily sedated for a veterinary exam, and I got to pet it just long enough for the picture to be taken.

As I was writing though, Carla suddenly stepped into the room. "Hey Leopard?"

"Yeah Carla?"

"Are you done with your work for the day?"

I nodded. "Yeah, why?"

"Oh, well, I was just going to take care of my animals, and I was wondering if you wanted to come along. I just recently realized that I never showed you my animals."

I gave her a look of surprise. "Wait, you have animals?"

"Yeah. I have a cow named Paula, a stallion named Tyler, a mare named Cara, and her daughter Cassidy. I keep them all at the Vegas Barnyard."

I was still a bit surprised, as up until that moment, I had no idea that she had any animals. I nodded though. "Sure, I'd love to see them."

"Great!"

I then pulled on some shoes, and Carla then led the way out there.

The "Vegas Barnyard", as it came to be known, was a MASSIVE complex located towards the edge of Vegas. It was indoors, outdoors, and even underground. It's primary purpose was to be a place for raising farm animals for food purposes, and for work and pleasure purposes. Parts of the complex were also areas for horse riding, and other animal training. They had horses, cows, pigs, chickens, ducks, geese, turkeys, sheep, goats, and even slightly more exotic animals such as peacocks, camels, and even ostriches! Some parts of the complex were open to the public, while some sections were private.

"Whoa!" I gasped a bit when I saw it the first time, "This place is HUGE!!!!"

"Yeah, it is! It kinda has to be considering all of the animals that are housed here, plus all of the supplies that they need. It's one gigantic animal farm in the middle of the Mojave Desert."

"And do they actually grow things here too, or is it just animals?"

"Eh, they do have a few underground fields for growing things like oats, and of course grass for grazing, all watered by pumping in water from underground, but not much more than that. It's for the animals, not the people."

"It's still pretty impressive though. Underground fields watered by pumping in groundwater? That's quite an achievement!"

Carla agreed, and then we went inside. Once we were, Carla followed a series of hallways until we reached the section of the complex that was owned by the Imperial Government. This was a private area, and contained a few stables, indoor and outdoor riding arenas, pastures for grazing, a tack room, a feed room, a shower area for horses, and other such amenities.

The whole area was also heavily air-conditioned, and well ventilated, however it still clearly smelled of animals, and I could detect the smells of horses and cows most strongly. The floor was primarily sand, with said sand coming from the Mojave Desert, and it was still a bit hot in there too. I also saw signs saying that private areas were clothing optional, and I asked Carla if that was true or not.

"Yes, it is. Even though these areas are air conditioned, it can still get rather hot in here. Plus, who wants to deal with dirty, sweat-soaked clothes at the end of the day? Without them, you just have to shower, and then put your clothes back on when you leave." She then swiped her card at the door to her private section, and once the door opened, she led the way inside, before the door shut and locked behind us.

"And now we can remove our clothes." Carla then removed her own clothes, before hanging them on a nearby rack. I did the same, although we both left our shoes on.

Once we were ready, Carla led the way into a sort of open stable. There was a row of 2 stalls on one side, with an open area in the middle filled with hay, and a manger and water trough were also present. On the other side of this were 2 more stalls. 3 of the stalls contained horses, but the 4th was empty. Eating at the manger was a large brown cow.

"Oh Paula?" Carla cooed softly.

The cow turned to look at her, causing the bell around her neck to jangle a bit before she turned back to the manger. Carla then walked over to her, and began to pet her gently. I walked over as well, and the cow did turn to me. She seemed to sniff me for a moment, before turning back once again to her food.

"This is Paula. She's my prize dairy cow. A lot of the milk in the Luxor comes from her."

"What kind of cow is she?"

"I think that she's a Jersey crossed with a Holstein. She was bred for milk-making though."

I then noticed Paula's large pink udder. "Whoa! Her udder is HUGE! Is she pregnant?"

Carla shook her head. "Surprisingly, no. Like I said, Paula was specifically bred for milk production. These kinds of cows are usually rather large, and have big udders. And you can feel her udder too, she won't mind. Paula's one of the most patient and tolerant cows out there. You can climb and crawl all over her all day long, and she won't mind a bit. She's just my fat heifer, aren't you Paula?" She then hugged her cow, causing Paula to moo in response.

"Why do you call her a 'fat heifer'?"

Carla smirked a bit. "Because she likes being called that. I don't know why, but she likes it when I call her a fat heifer."

"And are you sure that I can touch her udder?"

"Of COURSE I'm sure! I wouldn't have said that if I wasn't! She LOVES having her udder fondled, and its about time for her daily milking too."

I then knelt down, and felt Paula's large udder. She mooed a bit in response, but did little else. I could tell that it was heavy, and VERY full of milk.

"And how do you milk her? With a machine?"

"That, although I sometimes milk her by hand, at least a little bit. And sometimes I even drink it directly from her udder!"

I turned to her in shock. "Carla, that's EXACTLY how you die from milk poisoning!"

She nodded. "Yeah, I know. Hence the reason that I ALWAYS wash and sterilize her udder BEFORE milking her!" Carla then began to wash Paula's udder, and she showed me how to do it too. Paula didn't move while Carla cleaned her udder, and once it was all clean, I watched dumbfounded as Carla lay down on her back, scooted under Paula a bit, before latching onto one of the teats of her udder, and beginning to drink from it!

"I can see the headlines tomorrow. 'Princess of the Futa Empire Dies From Milk Poisoning!' 'Futa Princess Dies From Drinking Milk Directly From a Cow's Udder!' Plus, you're probably gonna get stepped on!"

Carla looked over at me. "Babe, I've been drinking milk from Paula like this for YEARS! Trust me, I KNOW what I'm doing! Plus, Paula is ALWAYS careful about where she steps! Oh, and you can join me if you want. And once we've had our fill of Paula's milk, I'll take her over to the milking machine, and once she's hooked up to that, then I'll show you the horses."

I sighed, and after thinking about it for a moment, I joined Carla under Paula. I knew the risks in drinking raw milk, but I was willing to take the chance. I then gently took hold of the teat next to the one Carla was drinking from, and began to suckle from Paula as well. Once again, Paula mooed in response, but this time it was a gentle moo.

"See? Paula likes it when we do this. She thinks that we're her calves!"

I looked over at her. "Carla, that is the weirdest thing that you've ever said. If she thought that we were her calves, she would have been licking us by now!"

"Oh, don't worry, she'll do that when we get up. She can't reach us right now. Be careful though, she LOVES to lick private parts!"

"Just NOW you're telling me that she's a pervert?! Why didn't you tell me this before?!"

"Because I knew that you probably wouldn't believe me!"

I put a hand over my face. Then, after drinking from Paula for a little bit longer, I stood up again. I then hugged her, feeling her warm body against my bare skin.

"Thanks for the milk Paula. It was REALLY great!"

Paula then turned to look at me, and I gave her a kiss on the nose. She then opened her mouth a bit, and licked me in the face!

"Ough! Gross!" I reached up to wipe my face. As I did, I felt something warm and wet down below, and I looked down to see Paula licking my genitals!

"Hey!" I took a few steps back. "Pervert cow!"

Paula just seemed to laugh a bit, as was Carla. While I was wiping the cow slobber off of myself, Carla led Paula over to the milking machine on the other side of the stable, hooked her up to it, and turned it on. The machine would shut off on its own once full, and after giving Paula more hay to keep her busy, Carla led me over to the horses.

"I have 3 horses too. Tyler, Cara and Cassidy; and they're all related. Cara is Cassidy's mom, and Tyler is her dad. Tyler was a stallion when I got him, and I decided not to have him gelded. I use him more for riding than breeding though, and his only child to date is Cassidy. I do collect his sperm though."

"And what do you do with it? Do you ship it to other horse farms?"

Carla shook her head. "No Leopard, I don't." She then leaned in close to me, and whispered, "I'm a bit more of a sexual deviant than I let on. I give Tyler blowjobs and drink his sperm! Oh, and Cara'll let you f@#k her too. She's actually a bit of a slut. She LOVES showing off to potential breeding partners!"

When Carla said that, my jaw hit the ground. I could tell that she was being serious, so apparently bestiality laws weren't quite what they used to be, or Carla would most likely be in prison!

"You.........you actually DRINK horse jizz?!"

Carla nodded. "Yes, at least sometimes. Sometimes I'll just help Tyler masturbate, and then let him ejaculate all over the ground. He blows a pretty big load, but then again, he IS a pretty big guy!"

I felt like I wanted to throw up. Sex with Herms was one thing, but this?! I then made a promise to myself that if I DID have sex with one of Carla's horses that I was NOT going to be writing about it in my diary!

Soon though, we came to the 3 stalls. 2 were right next to each other, and the 3rd was across the way.

"Leopard, meet Cara, Cassidy and Tyler, my beautiful horses!"

We came first to the stalls of Cara and Cassidy. I could see that Cassidy was quite young, and possibly even still a filly. I could tell that she was weaned, as she was in a separate stall from her mother, but yet they were still close to each other. I saw that Cassidy had light brown fur, and a black mane and tail. I also saw that she had blue eyes. Her mother Cara had a long, thick, blonde mane and tail, light brown fur, blonde fetlocks covering her hooves, and blue eyes as well. She seemed to be a cross between a work horse and a riding horse.

"Cassidy is a yearling now, and soon will begin her training so that she can learn how to properly carry a rider. Her mother Cara is now 7, and Tyler is 8; all still in their prime. And if you were wondering, Cara is a cross between a Clydesdale and a Quarter Horse, while Tyler is a purebred Shire. Cassidy has traits from all 3 breeds."

I then turned around to look at Tyler when Carla said that he was a Shire, and when I saw him, my jaw hit the ground! He was a MASSIVE beast with dark brown fur, a black mane and tail, a white stripe running down his face, and blue eyes, although his lower legs and fetlocks were cream-colored.

"Whoa! Tyler is HUGE!"

"Well, he IS a Shire Leopard. They ARE the largest breed of horse in the world after all! And since Tyler is a full-grown male, he weighs 2,700 lbs! Despite his massive size though, he's actually quite tame and gentle. We'll groom Cara and Cassidy first, and then we'll go and see Tyler. And just so I know, would you be interested in riding a horse Babe?"

I sighed. "It's been a LONG time since I last rode, but yeah I would be interested in riding."

Carla nodded. "Ok. Once we're done grooming, we'll bring out Cara and Tyler for riding, and bring Cassidy over so that she can watch us."

I nodded, and after wiping a bit of sweat from her face, Carla walked over to a closet door, opened it, and went inside. I then heard the sounds of another door opening and shutting, and when Carla returned, I saw that she was carrying a box of grooming tools, as well as a bag of carrots. I then realized that the other door opening and closing was a refrigerator door.

We both started in Cara's stall. Cara seemed so happy to see her mistress, but she stared at me.

"Just stay still while she sniffs you Leopard. She doesn't like certain people. Face was here once with Stacy, and Cara tried to kick him, AND step on him!"

I stared at Carla with horror. "And she's not going to do that to me, is she?!"

Carla shook her head. "Most likely not. She'll sniff you, and if she responds with a nuzzle, and perhaps a loving kiss, then you're ok. If she pushes you away before trying to kick you, you're dead. And if she......" Carla paused. "Eh, let's just hope that she doesn't do that, at least not yet!"

"Do what?"

"You!"

I was confused. "Wait, what? Me?" Then it came together in my head. Carla was implying that Cara might try to "do me".

"Carla, that's gross!"

"Hey, if she raises her tail for you, and then looks back at you with bedroom eyes, climb up on a stool and f@#k her!"

I put a hand over my face, but then Cara began to sniff me. A minute or so later, she then nuzzled me, before giving me a loving kiss on the face. She then proceeded to put her head over my shoulder, and nuzzle my back.

"Hey, what's she doing?"

"Aww, she likes you!"

When Cara brought her head up again, I gave her a kiss on the nose. "You're such a pretty horse Cara. I really love your blonde mane." I then began to rub the side of her face. Cara responded by letting off a soft nicker, before leaning in and kissing me again. This time however, she opened her mouth a bit, and pushed her tongue into my mouth when I accidentally opened it in surprise!

"Augh! EWW!!!!"

Carla was laughing. "Oh, maybe I should have warned you Leopard; Cara REALLY likes to give French-kisses to those that she REALLY likes! But she's a good girl though, right Cara?" Cara then turned to her, and began to nuzzle her. "Yes, you are!" Cara then gave Carla a French-kiss too, much to my growing disgust.

After this though, we began to groom both her, and Cassidy. First we rubbed their coats with a curry comb to stir up their fur, before using a hard brush to brush away any dirt. Then, we used a soft brush to brush their coats smooth again. We also used a small tool to pick their hooves clean, and we also brushed their manes and tails, as well as Cara's fetlocks.

"And is it just me Carla, or does Cara seem a little bit on the chubby side to you?"

Carla nodded. "Yeah, she is a little chubby. She never quite lost some of her baby-weight after she had Cassidy, and she's such a sweet horse, and like Paula, tolerates just about anything. So yes, she's just an adorable, fat, easy-keeper!"

Cara seemed to blush a bit at being called fat. She also nuzzled me for calling her chubby. I also noticed that she kept raising her tail a bit, and when I went back to see why, I saw that her slit was wet, and kept winking at me.

Carla looked too. "Uh oh, looks like somebody's gonna get to f@#k Cara today! Care to have the honors Babe?"

I looked at Carla, and then back at Cara.

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"WARNING!!!! Due to bestiality being an issue, a Fatal Error has occurred! Please try again later! If problem persists, please contact: *illegible squiggles*"

After cleaning up and leaving Cara's stall, we walked over to Tyler's.

"So how did it feel to f@#k a horse Leopard?"

I gave her a look. "Babe, that NEVER happened, and we will NEVER speak of it again!"

Carla laughed a bit. "My boyfriend just f@#ked a horse, and he LOVED IT!"

"Carla, please stop. I'd rather not talk about it. However, I WOULD like to talk about Tyler!" We then reached his stall, and Carla opened the door just enough to let us inside.

"Gosh, the tops of our heads barely come to his shoulders! And do you know what these horses were originally bred for Carla?"

"For farm work, right?"

I shook my head. "Good guess, but wrong. These big fellas were bred to be able to carry armored knights into battle in Medieval Europe. Said armored knights could weigh up to 400lbs with their armor, so what better steed to carry them than a Shire?"

Carla shrugged. "I don't know. I can't think of one!"

I then began to look Tyler over. He was big, and he had HUGE muscles, but yet he barely moved when I felt him all over. Eventually, he did turn back to look at me.

"Wow, you're a big boy, aren't you Tyler?" I gently reached out my hand to him. He then nuzzled my hand, and nickered softly. I gave him a kiss on the nose, and he seemed to sigh happily.

"Aww, I think that he likes you too. A strong male, and a strong stallion. No better combination than that!"

"And why did you get Tyler Carla? While draft horses can be used for riding, normally they're bred for farm work. And why is he still a stallion?"

Carla pushed a bit of her ginger hair out of her eyes. "Well, I bought Tyler at a farm auction when he was a yearling. I didn't know that he was a Shire at the time, though I did know that he was a draft horse. As such, I had him trained to work in harness, and to carry a rider. When I found out that he WAS a Shire, and a purebred one at that, I was stunned. I only payed $800 for him at auction, when in reality he should have gone for MUCH more than that! As for why I left him a stallion, well, as I'm sure you know, not too many horses survived the world wars. Not too many horses even are gelded anymore, as most stallions are needed to help breed. And yes, I did kinda lie to you a bit. While Cassidy is Tyler's only daughter, that's only the case because Cara's the only mare he's ever PHYSICALLY been with. In reality, I have bottled his sperm, and shipped it out. Tyler's quite the proud sire, with at least 150 foals to his name now, and a few of those were even twins! He's my good boy though, made to pull, carry a rider, AND made to breed!" She then gently turned Tyler's head towards her, and began to rub noses with him.

"Well, I'll give him this, he sure is one majestic beast! I've NEVER seen a Shire horse until now, and that makes Tyler that much more impressive!"

"Glad that you think so Leopard, because you'll be riding up on his back here before too long, while I ride Cara!"

I looked at her in surprise. "Wait, you're REALLY gonna let me ride him?"

Carla nodded. "Of course! Cara can be a lot to handle sometimes, but not Tyler. He'll be a great mount for you. Now then, let's clean him up, and then I'll get a halter for him and Cara, and then we can get them out to the riding arena."

I agreed, and then we both began to brush Tyler.

It took both of us to clean him due to his size, and it also took both of us to lift up his hooves when we picked them clean!

"Golly! His hooves are HUGE!" I was holding a hoof with both hands while Carla picked it.

"They have to be! They ARE holding up 2,700lbs of horse after all!"

"And I really like the fetlocks. They're so soft and feathery."

"Yeah, but they're a HUGE pain in the ass to clean and maintain! And if you DON'T maintain them, then they get matted, dirty, and start smelling bad! But yeah, I do agree with you. They sure do add to Tyler's majestic beauty!"

Once we were done cleaning him, Carla stepped out to grab a halter. When she returned, she had one, as well as 2 lead ropes. With my help, we both slipped the halter over Tyler's head, before securing it in the back. Carla also attached one of the lead ropes to it.

"You'll use one of these to lead him out to the arena, and then we'll detach it from the clip that it's on, and then attach it to the one on the side, and then we'll attach the other rope to the clip on the opposite side. I've never trained Tyler with an actual bridle, so I've always just used this sort of 'halter-bridle'. Same with Cara, and I'll do the same for Cassidy when she's old enough."

I nodded, and once Carla got the stall door open all the way, she stepped out first, and then I walked out with Tyler.

"I forgot how easy this was. Walking a horse is almost like walking a REALLY big dog!"

Carla laughed a bit. "Yeah, it really is isn't it?" She then went over to Cassidy's stall, before attaching a halter to her, and leading her down the corridor to the riding arena, before tying her to a hitching post just in front of it. She then came back to Cara's stall, before attaching a halter to her, and then leading her out. We then led our horses to the riding arena.

"And I did that for Cassidy just so that she doesn't get left out. She can get EXTREMELY jealous if her parents get to do something and she doesn't! Now she gets to see everything, and won't feel left out!"

I laughed a bit. "Smart thinking Carla. And I just thought of something. Are we gonna put clothes on first before we ride, because aside from our shoes, we kinda ARE still naked!" I then gestured down to emphasize my point.

Carla shook her head. "Actually, I usually just put the 'bare' in 'bareback riding'! No saddle, no blanket, no bridle, no clothes, just shoes/boots, and a halter/bridle!"

"So, bareback riding. Again, not something that I've done recently, and I've NEVER ridden a horse naked before!"

"Oh, trust me Leopard, you'll LOVE IT! There's no freer feeling than having nothing between you and your horse. Yes, horse sweat mixing with your own on your skin CAN be a bit irritating, not to mention you have to be careful with your balls, but overall, it's VERY liberating!"

I cocked my head a bit. "Eh, I still believe that flying is the freest feeling ever, but this MIGHT rank a close second if I do indeed like it."

We kept walking, and soon we reached the riding arena. It was all indoors, and although it was ventilated and air conditioned, it was still a bit hot in there. The arena itself was also quite large, and the floor was sand. Carla and I then led our horses inside, and we began to walk them over to the left side of the arena.

"My first question is though, how am I gonna get up on Tyler's back? Is there a ladder in here?"

Carla pointed to the far left wall. "Yeah, there is. It's more of a mounting stool, but it was made to handle larger horses like Tyler. Once we get over there, I'll help you get up onto Tyler's back, and then once you're comfortable, I'll mount Cara."

"Ok, sounds like a plan to me." We then finished walking over to the mounting blocks.

Once we were there, Carla helped hold Tyler steady while I climbed up onto his back. Then, once I was up there, I held Cara's halter while Carla attached the ropes to Tyler's halter. I then watched her do the same for Cara, before she climbed up onto a block, and hauled herself up onto Cara's back.

"You ok over there Leopard? Your legs don't hurt do they?"

I shook my head. "No, I'm ok Carla. Yes, Tyler DOES have a pretty big barrel, but I'm big enough to handle it. My legs are also long enough to give him leg commands."

"Ok, good. Whenever you're ready, just give him a kick, and click your tongue, and he'll move out."

I nodded, and after doing so, Tyler started to walk forwards. Carla then did the same for Cara, and they started walking beside us.

For the next number of minutes, we made a few laps around the arena at a steady walk. Cara would occasionally lean over to nuzzle her "husband" Tyler, while he would lean over to nuzzle his "wife".

"Wow, they really do like each other, don't they Carla?"

"Yeah, they sure do. And are you ready for a faster gait, or do you just want to keep walking?"

"That depends. How smooth are Tyler's gaits?"

"Well, while his walk is smooth, his trot can be a bit bumpy. However, his canter, and even his gallop can actually be quite smooth."

I was a bit surprised. "Wait, you mean that Tyler can actually canter and gallop?"

"Yeah! A bit shocking due to his size, but yes, Shire's still have all 4 gates that other horses do. And horses like Tyler, and even Cara, because of them being draft horses, or mixes of drafts, they can actually gallop for quite a while before having to rest due to their impressive endurance."

"And how do you get a horse to trot again? I've forgotten."

"Just give him a few more kicks, and click your tongue again. To get from a trot to a canter, you kick slightly, and make a kissing sound. And from a canter to a gallop, you just push him until he's running."

"And how do you two-point while riding bareback?"

"It's all in the knees Leopard. Without stirrups, it's all in the knees. Grip him with your knees, and lift yourself up as you need to. Oh, and grip him tightly with your knees to hold yourself upright."

I nodded. "Yeah, I know. I've fallen off a horse before, and it was NOT fun! I landed on my back, and my back was sore for WEEKS afterwards! Luckily, the floor of the arena was all dirt, and I fell off to the side. And oddly enough, I was bareback riding, but my horse, Bubba, had a VERY bumpy trot!"

Carla looked at me. "Yeah, hopefully history won't repeat itself today! Whenever you're ready, just kick him a bit to start him trotting."

I did so, and soon Tyler went from a walk to a trot. I was waiting for history to repeat itself, but this time it didn't. Unlike my previous experience with Bubba, Tyler's trot, while a bit bumpy, wasn't NEARLY as bumpy as Bubba's was!

"You're doing great Leopard!"

"Yeah, provided of course that I can keep my balls from getting slapped around too much. And I can feel Tyler's sweat too."

"Yeah. We're BOTH gonna stink like horses after this is over, but yet I like the smell of horses, don't you?"

"Fur and dust yes, and sweat is tolerable, but NOT the manure!"

Carla laughed. "Yeah, DEFINITELY agree with you there Leopard! And are you ready to canter yet?"

"If his canter is smoother than his trot, then yes."

"It is. Whenever you're ready, just kick, and make a kissing sound with your mouth."

I nodded, and then began to do just that. It did take a bit, but soon, Tyler sped up to a canter. Carla also managed to coax Cara up from a trot as well, and just like she said, Tyler's canter was indeed smoother than his trot.

"Wow, yeah, you're right Carla, this IS smoother than his trot!"

"And are you surprised that a horse his size even CAN canter?"

"I'm more surprised at being able to hold on while riding bareback!"

"We've gotta be careful though. I've left a few jumps set up from my last time here with Cara. I've heard that some of these draft horses can jump, but the ones I heard about were Clydesdales. I don't know if Tyler can jump too high, but I don't want to find out the hard way that he can't!"

"Me neither!" I agreed. "And assuming that I was ready, how to I get Tyler to gallop again?"

"Oh, you can usually just kick him a little bit more, but I'll help you out today." Carla then reached over and smacked Tyler's flank. "YEEHAW!!!!" She yelled.

Tyler didn't need to be told twice. Faster than I previously believed possible, Tyler broke into a full gallop. I'd NEVER seen a horse that big gallop before, and maybe it was only about 30mph, but still, when you're riding a horse going that fast, it can seem to be a LOT faster than that!

"Woo hoo!!!" I then looked back and saw that Carla had also coaxed Cara up to a gallop as well. We knew that we were only going to be able to gallop for a few minutes or so, so we were DEFINITELY going to be making it count!

Unfortunately though, in the split second that I was looking at Carla and Cara, I forgot to look where I was going. Up ahead was one of the jumps that Carla had left set up, and Tyler deviated for a moment from his usual path, and was heading right towards it!

Just as I was turning around to look forwards again I heard Carla scream, "BABE, LOOK OUT!!!!!"

I then fully turned forwards again, and I saw the jump! "EGAD!!!!" I then pulled back on the 2 ropes that were serving as reigns to stop Tyler, but instead of stopping, he took that as the cue to take the jump!

Granted, the jump wasn't the highest thing in the world, but it was up there a bit. As Carla saw it, Tyler reached the jump, and in a heart-stopping moment, he reared up, kicked off with his immensely powerful back legs, and went over it! He landed on the other side with first his front hooves, and then his back hooves, and then kept going. I'd just made it through a jump, thus proving that Shire horses really CAN jump!

On my perspective, I knew that I was in trouble. Bubba, the same horse that gave me a bad bareback riding experience, also gave me my first jump experience, only it was with a Western-style saddle! Sure, he made the jump, but I also had the saddle horn rammed into my gut on the way down! This time though, there was no saddle horn, or any saddle at all for that matter. Instead, when Tyler made the jump, I held on, felt like I was flying for a moment, and then fell forwards. I didn't fall off, but due to the sweat, both my own and Tyler's, I slipped forwards into his neck. I held onto it until I was able to push myself fully right side up again.

"Made it! I made it Carla!" I then pulled back on the reigns, bringing Tyler back to a walk again. He was breathing pretty heavy, so the walk was a MUCH needed break!

Carla did the same for Cara, and we were soon walking side by side again. "Are you ok Leopard? You're not hurt are you?"

I shook my head. "No, I'm fine Carla. Perhaps a little bit shook up by the fact that I just jumped a Shire while riding bareback in both senses of the word, but other than that I'm alright!"

She looked over at me. "Well, I'll give you this Leopard, that jump was pretty amazing. I'm just glad that you're ok."

"As am I Carla." I then reached down, and lovingly patted Tyler's neck as a way to show him that he'd done a good job.

"Good boy Tyler." I whispered. He nickered softly in response, indicating that he understood what I said.

We did continue to walk them for a little bit longer in cooling down exercises, but it was eventually time to put Cara and Tyler back in their stalls. However, before we left the arena, and while we were still on their backs, Carla had Mona, one of the girls that helped care for her animals full-time, take a few pictures of us. Yes, we were naked in them, but it was soft, casual nudity, nothing more.

A few of the pictures were our horses standing side by side with us on their backs, while others were them nuzzling each other, while I pulled Carla in close for a kiss.

"Aww, all 4 of you make such beautiful couples!"

"Thanks Mona. And while Cara and Tyler already are 'married', I hope that Leopard and I can be soon as well."

I looked over at her. "Yeah, me too Carla."

Eventually, we both did dismount, and while Mona took care of Cassidy and Paula, Carla and I got Cara and Tyler back to their stalls. As we walked though, Carla asked me a question that would later change my life.

"Hey Leopard?"

"Yeah Babe?"

"Can you promise me something?"

"That depends. What would I be promising?"

"That if......if we had a single daughter, that we would name her Jenna. However, if we had twin girls, then we would name the older one Cara, and the younger one Cassidy. And if we had a boy, then we would name him Tyler."

"Eh, I like the name Leo for a boy."

"Leo? Well, how about this. If we have a single boy, then his name would be Leo, and if we had twin boys, then the younger one would be named Tyler, and the older one would be named Leo. Can you promise me this Leopard?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I can promise that Carla. These will be the names of our kids one day."

Carla then hugged me a bit as she held Cara's rope. "Thanks Leopard. And is that where you get 'Leo' from?"

"Yeah, pretty much!"

Carla then giggled a bit, and we got our horses back to their stalls. We did have to use sweat scrapers to get a lot of the sweat off of them, not to mention using a curry comb to move around their fur so that it would dry better, and then running a soft brush over their coats. We also had to pick their hooves again, AND comb and brush their fetlocks! After this though, we kissed them one more time, gave them both a carrot or 2, and left them to their hay and water.

As we were walking away though, we both suddenly heard Mona giggling.

Carla turned back. "What's so funny Mona?"

"You two!"

"What do you mean?"

She pointed. "You both have 'bareback-butt'!"

We looked back, and sure enough, we did. (For those who don't know, "bareback-butt" is a slang term for the dirt, dust and horsehair that gets on the back of your pants when you ride a horse bareback at certain times. It only happens when riding bareback, hence the name). Both of our butts and the backs of our thighs were covered in dirt, hair and sweat stains from our horses, however, since were were riding bare while riding bareback, all of this was on our actual skin, so our bare butts were LITERALLY bareback-butts!

I put a hand over my face, but Carla joined in Mona in giggling about it. "And can you take a picture of this too Mona?"

"Sure!" She then snapped a picture that Carla later captioned, "Bareback-Butts, Literally!"

Carla then turned to me, and pulled me in for a hug with a kiss. I responded in kind, and I even wrapped my tail around Carla as well.

"I love you so much Leopard."

"I know. I love you too Carla."

"Yeah. Even though we're both REALLY sweaty, AND stink like horses, I'm glad that we can still share intimate moments like this!"

"Yeah." I then let go of Carla, though after grabbing something off a nearby worktable, I turned back to face her. "Hey Carla?"

"Yeah? And what's in your hand?"

"You'll see. And through all of the time that we've been together, I've grown to love you so much. I know that you feel the same way about me, but I have to know something." I then got down on my knee, and after taking Carla's right hand, on her ring finger, I slipped a rubber gasket that I grabbed off the worktable. "And yes, I KNOW that it's not a proper ring, but Carla, will you marry me?"

When Carla realized that I had just proposed to her with a rubber gasket while the both of us were dirty, sweaty, stinking like horses, AND still wearing only our shoes, she was ECSTATIC!

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME BABE?!?!?! YES!!!! A HUNDRED MILLION TIMES YES!!!! YES!!!!!!" She then grabbed me, before pulling me back to my feet, and jumping into my arms and kissing me. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and held onto me tightly while I held her. I could also tell that Carla popped a stiffy, but then again, so did I!

"And I KNOW that it's not a proper ring Babe, but you can ALWAYS get me a real one later. This right here came from the heart, and even though it's on the spot, it's STILL really memorable, and I still love you for it, you Stud!" She then went back to kissing me.

"Eh, I hate to interrupt, but just so both of you know, in addition to taking pictures here, I also filmed it so that you guys can always remember this moment!"

Carla half turned to look at her. "Ngh, thanks Mona. Now if you'll excuse us, we have a shower to take, and in addition to getting clean, a LOT of sex needs to happen in that shower!"

Luckily, the door behind me was the one leading to the bathroom that had a shower, and I opened it, carried Carla inside, and then shut and locked it.

"Bye! Have a great time!" Mona called after us. She then heard the sounds of the shower turning on, as well as the sounds of wild sex.

"Heh, I'm SO happy that Carla FINALLY found a mate!" She thought as she turned back to the horses. "It's been SO long, but now that she's got Leopard, I KNOW that she'll be MORE than happy with him! A ginger Herm, and a Human-Wolf hybrid, who would have EVER guessed?"

Demetria looked up from the diary. "So beautiful. I remember them telling me the second that they got back about Leopard's proposal, and I remember how HAPPY I was for them!"

"So do I. And what made it REALLY adorable was how lovey-dovey they were with each other for the rest of the time leading up to the wedding, which was about 4 months later."

"Yeah. And thank GODDESS that I thought to marry them the night before, or they wouldn't have been married at all! Sure, the formal wedding would have been just for show, but it STILL would have solidified their union in the eyes of the people. Now because that never happened, most see the private ceremony the night before as being no better than eloping."

"But we know otherwise Dem. I was there, and so were you. It WAS a legal wedding ceremony in the eyes of the law, whatever the people think be damned!"

"True Minerva. And in the space leading up to that time frame, a LOT of things went down, none the least of which was the reign of terror of the Vegas Shotgun-Slinger, and his partner Foxy!"

"I'll bet that he mentioned that in great detail, right?"

"Pretty much. There are a few other things that I want to read first, but yes, he DOES go into great detail for it!"

Minerva then leaned in again as Demetria read another entry..........

Whew! Chapter 29 Part 2 complete! Again, SO MUCH packed into one chapter, and it was a mixture of sex, comedy, sex, some action, horse riding, boating adventures, sex, Halloween, blackmail, parasailing, proposals, trashing a Futa gang, and did I mention sex? With all that this chapter had to offer, what could POSSIBLY be in Part 3?

Well, a word of warning, Chapter 3 contains a LOT less sex, and a LOT more violence, blood, and gore. The sex is still there, but not NEARLY as much as before. This time, Ginny shows Leopard how to drive the Challenger, Leopard fights and kills an Amazonian Futa who threatened Demetria's life, Leopard "officially" proposes to Carla, they get married, everything goes to Hell, and of course, the Vegas Shotgun-Slinger and his partner Foxy make their debut! Hang on, this ride ain't over yet!

In the meantime, comments, feedback, questions, as well as spreading the word about this story are always appreciated, and I'll see you all again in Chapter 29 Part 3!

ScarFox out for now!

Also, fun fact. Remember how I talked about the horse named Bubba, and the stories surrounding him? Well, ALL of that's true! Bubba was a Paint Horse mixed-breed at the horse barn where I took riding lessons when I was younger. He had brown fur with white patches, a brown mane, and one blue eye, and one brown eye. Yes, he really DID have a bumpy trot, and I also fell off his back one night while bareback riding. I escaped injury, although I really DID fall on my back in the dirt, and my back really WAS sore for weeks afterwards! It was also with Bubba that I accidentally made my first jump......while using a Western-style saddle! The horn hit me in the gut, and it hurt! It's been about 5 years since then, but to my knowledge, Bubba is still there, and still doing well.