.....that you absolutely LOVE this! It feels, so incredibly warm here, pressed against this large taur's powerful, muscular, firm ass.... That the musky smell really excites you and makes you feel, so wonderful... You never admitted it to yourself, but not only did you have a thing for giants, but you always loved rumps as well... And now, you're getting both for the price of one. Somehow, it makes you feel, so good, and so very excited, that you're stuck on the body of this massive, giant, male taur; that you're stuck onto his rear, feeling it flex and move as he walks around....
You moan again, as he stands back up, his rump flexing against you as the pants relax, giving you more room to move around. You moan to yourself, then, hesitantly at first, then more eagerly, start to move and explore around your new, intoxicating, thrilling surroundings.... You start to crawl inside of the pants, over his ass to be specific... You rub over, and feel his firm, muscular, powerful rump cheeks, feeling the power he has in his backside. You shiver, realizing how much strength his rear has, how much more powerful then you it is...
Then, with a deep shiver of pleasure, you start moving forwards, pushing yourself in deeper into his rear. You can feel his warm, furry cheeks around you. They feel gentle, fuzzy, warm, and, a little sweaty. It feels so incredible to be crawling deeper into his rear, feeling his warm cheeks around you, thinking of how you're crawling deeper into the rump of a giant male liontaur. The musk grows more and more intense the deeper you go into his rear, and you shiver, as slowly, you see the thing you've been fantasizing about, been dreaming about for a bit.... You moan to yourself, as you find yourself staring at his large, incredibly powerful pucker... It is warm, large, wrinkled, puckered, and, it looks wonderfully, tight, powerful, and wrinkled... It makes you moan, and tremble as you look it over, smelling the incredible musk coming off his tailhole...
You pant quietly to yourself, thinking of this is the final exit from his body, for all of those he eats... Then you tremble, realizing that such a big giant, must surely eat living creatures plenty of the time, and that all those who sacrifice themselves to his gigantic male body, must finally make their exit from his body from here.... As you look over his tailhole, you see that while it is pretty clean, it is also stained from it's previous usage, and that there is even some somewhat moist, old crap stuck in some of the folds of his wrinkled anus...
As you are staring at his tailhole, with a shiver, you see his tailhole slowly clench, flex, and wink at you powerfully, teasingly... Then, you yelp, as suddenly there is a small "pfffft" noise, a bit of gas escaping his tight pucker, and washes over you.... It smells, quite pungent, musky, and, you know that for most people, it would smell horrible, and that they would be gagging about now... But somehow, it really entices you, and, really excites you, to have him fart over you, as he is working in the kitchen, paying you no mind...
Then you grunt, as the taur chuckles, and speaks to you from far away, "Heh heh, ohhh, I hope you didn't mind that.... I had to let some of that out... Fresh meat always gives me a bit of gas..." He chuckles, and keeps working, giving his tailhole a squeeze, to make it wink and flex at you again; teasing you, taunting you, with what he just did while you were so close to his exit, to his, glorious tailhole... Perhaps expecting you were disgusted by his fart, that you hated it; problably having no idea that you, enjoyed it, and, that you're enjoying his ass even more....
You make a soft moan, gasping to yourself as you stare at his tailhole, watching it flex, and wink at you... Shivering, as you stare at this show, finding the show, and absolutely everything about all of this, so very enticing, exciting, and so very arousing indeed...
As you stare at his tailhole, you groan quietly to himself, trying to get a handle on yourself, and, try to decide what it is you want to do while you are here, while you are so close to his tailhole, and, up his fine rear...
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