Swan Princess: Anthropomorphic Erotica [Large Print]

This is an Anthropomorphic Erotica Short Story. 27000+ words, 60 minute QUICK Read. For mature (18+) audiences only. This very sexy book is for adults only.

Includes, but not limited to: FF+, Anal Sex, First Gay Experience, Anthropomorphic Changes

I spin around and kiss her so fast that she is startled. I take the lead this time and clearly this is something that she was not expecting... Something has changed: I love her and I want to love her. Of cause I am hers but this also means that she is mine. I hold her and feel her relax in my arms. She drops the lead and I gently began to explore the inside of her mouth with the tip of my tongue. The kiss goes on and on: my tongue finds hers and they rub sensually against each other. The swan rider seems to grow heavy and soon her swan is supporting her weight as she relaxes completely. The kiss ends when I am too light headed to continue.

My Rider's back arches as her head tilts slowly backwards. Soon she is staring up at the ceiling and her wonderful black hair cascades down to her cute little arse.

"Oh Hansa, darling Hansa! That was wonderful!" My rider says breathily.

I try to say something, but can only manage a puppy-like whine: "Hnn, hnn, hnn, hnn."

She straightens up and stares in horror. "Oh, Mummy had them take away your voice after all! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't ask for that!"

Then, lead forgotten, she takes me by the hand and we walk side-by-side out into the warm sunny garden where we eat breakfast on the patio where she is seated at a white garden table. My bowl is on the floor at her side and this is how I eat. Unfortunately, Human Beings do not have a muzzle, so eating like this is surprisingly difficult. I get the food plastered over my nose, all around my mouth and in my hair. My tongue is too short for me to lick myself clean.

Ananya takes pity on me, she wipes me clean and gives me a spoon so that I can finish off. Afterwards she leads me across the lawn: me walking on al fours like the animal that I now am. The garden is beautiful: it is warmer here because of the surrounding high wall and so experiences an early spring. Flowers are out, I recognize daffodils, but most of the others are strangers to me. I sniff a big purple daisy on the way past, it is exquisite.

My beautiful owner leads me through an archway in a carefully trimmed hedge and then through a hidden gap between two massive hydrangeas. The leaves and blooms gently brush my skin as I pass, I shiver with pleasure.