A young anthro bat woman named Helen was going on a camping trip in the summer with her bat mom Gracie. Helen’s best friend, an anthro tiger named Marie, was tagging along with them. Marie had earlier helped pack Gracie’s RV with all of the camping essentials, including a portable fold-up picnic table for eating off of, and a couple of tents for sleeping outdoors at the campsite.

After Gracie drove her RV all the way to the campsite, Helen and Marie helped her unpack everything they brought for outdoor living. They took some time setting up the tents until the sun was starting to go down. Gracie cooked both of them dinner, and the two young women crawled into their tent for the night with full stomachs.

The following morning, Helen and Marie were having a pleasant conversation with each other in their tent. Marie was periodically sipping from her reusable water bottle, until the final drops of the cool, refreshing water trickled down her throat. “Can we continue our convo in a couple minutes, please? I need to refill my water in the RV.” Marie admitted.

“Oh, of course.” Helen responded.

Marie got out of the tent and stepped into the RV, and filled up her water bottle at the sink. She turned around to leave, but became so startled by what she saw that she accidentally dropped her water bottle onto the floor with a loud thump.

Gracie had just finished taking a shower and was completely naked, fully unaware that she was exposing her wet, shapely body for the young tiger woman to admire. Gracie was slowly rubbing a towel over every inch to dry herself. Marie let out a little aroused gasp as her eyes traced every curve of the bat’s sexy body.

Gracie reached down into her suitcase to pull out a frilly gray bra to fit over herself, with her bare back facing the mesmerized tiger. She was just about to hook it around her chest, when she caught Marie out the corner of her eye and turned around to face her. Gracie was surprised at first to see Marie mindlessly staring at her without moving a single inch of her body. However, the bat soon smiled when she noticed a thin layer of drool leaking out the corner of Marie’s gaping mouth.

Gracie dropped her bra back in her suitcase for the moment, and then firmly placed her hands on the bottoms of her heavy breasts. She slowly pushed her breasts up and then let them fall back in place. She repeated this erotic move several times to keep bouncing her titties in the hypnotized tiger’s sight. Gracie started quickly twisting her body left and right to really get her boobs jiggling fast, which the young tiger’s eyes were obediently transfixed on.

“You likin’ what you’re seein’, sweetie?” Gracie soothed out in a seductive voice.

“Yes, mommy…” Marie slowly drawled out in a monotone voice, right before she rigorously shook her head. “I mean, yes mistress…” The tiger romantically sighed before realizing with embarrassment over what she had said. “I mean, yes supreme ruler of all lesbians everywhere…” Marie blurted out with an awkward blush forming on her cheeks. “I mean-“

The older woman laughed. “You can refer to me with whatever name you’d like, just so long as it’s something sweet.” Gracie seductively wiggled a finger towards herself. “C’mere, baby. I don’t bite.”

Marie felt hypnotically compelled to slowly step towards where Gracie was standing, almost as if she were sleepwalking. Marie looked up at the sexy bat milf with sweet, innocent, yet empty glazed-over eyes. Gracie lovingly wrapped her arms around the tiger’s waist, and then wrapped her large wings around her body in a warm, tight embrace.

Gracie firmly yet gently pulled Marie towards her chest so she could smother her naked and slightly wet breasts all over the tiger’s face. Marie started huffing the aromatic fumes stemming from the bat’s cleavage, which had such a hypnotically intoxicating effect over the pleasure center of her mind, that the pupils in her eyes instantly shrank to the size of tiny pinpricks.

Marie blissfully shut her eyes tight and puckered up her lips, planting a lengthy succession of sweet kisses all over every inch of Gracie’s large naked breasts. Gracie tightened her grip around the tiger’s waist and gently rocked her back and forth. “Oh, baby girl…” Gracie sweetly cooed as she started affectionately running her fingers throughout Marie’s soft orange-ish, light brown hair.

Gracie lowered her face so she and Marie could kiss each other on their lips, helping the tiger to reluctantly pry her lips off of her nipples. Gracie leaned her face towards Marie’s neck so she could lightly bite it, making the tiger loudly moan out in lust.

“I-I thought you said you wouldn’t bite.” Marie gasped out in arousal.

Gracie continued lightly nicking her teeth alongside the tiger’s neck. “Nibbling on your neck doesn’t count as biting, my dear.” The bat sweetly crooned in Marie’s ear, which made the tiger swoon in her arms.

Helen was waiting impatiently outside the RV for Marie to come back. She was just about to give up and crawl back into her tent, until she saw the RV’s door suddenly swing open, revealing Marie in the doorway with an extremely lovesick smile growing across her blushing cheeks.

“Oh, there you are!” Helen complained. “What the hell took you so long? I was starting to get worried about you!”

Marie happily stumbled out the RV with a face full of kisses, feeling like she was on cloud nine. “I went and fell in love…” The tiger dreamily sighed to her confused friend.

That night after a long day of fun camping activities, Marie was struggling to fall asleep in her tent, due to Helen’s loud snoring keeping her awake. The tiger tried burying herself deep within her sleeping bag to block out the noise, only to immediately give up when she could still hear Helen’s snoring penetrating her eardrums.

Every time Marie was just about to close her eyes when her mind was on the precipice of finally drifting off into dreamland, Helen’s loud snoring would instantly snap her back into being wide awake. The noise had gotten so unbearable, that Marie decided she was going to escape the tent and sleep somewhere inside the RV instead.

Marie zipped down the door flap to crawl out the tent, only to be surprised at the sight of Gracie greeting her by the tent’s door. Gracie leaned down so they were looking at each other face-to-face. Marie’s heart kept rapidly thumping in her chest as Gracie reached out a hand to sweetly stroke her fingers just underneath her chin. “You look so stressed, honey. Come sleep with me.” She soothed.

A bright tiny red blush quickly grew over Marie’s cheeks. “O-ok…” She smiled.

Several tiny red hearts suddenly materialized out of nowhere near Marie’s head as Gracie continued rubbing under her chin. The hearts floated down underneath Marie and helped lift her out the tent and up in the air, forming the shape of a cloud made out of hearts. Gracie slowly strutted towards her own tent while holding out one arm behind herself, keeping her hand firmly planted under the floating tiger’s chin.

Marie and Gracie squeezed themselves inside a single sleeping bag in the bat mom’s tent. They were both rolling around in the bag holding each other in a tight embrace while passionately making out, frequently changing positions of who was on top and who was on the bottom.

Marie woke up in what she thought was her own tent. She rubbed her groggy eyes with her hands and let out a little yawn. I guess I was just dreaming. The tiger pondered to herself. She turned in her sleeping bag to fluff her pillow, only to let out a gasp of shock when she realized she had groped Gracie’s breasts. She looked around herself in the dark and saw that she was sleeping in the same bag that she was making out with the bat, and had been resting her head on her big soft breasts like a pillow.

Wait… that wasn’t a dream? Marie was extremely confused on what was fantasy and what was reality. However, she still felt far too tired to dwell on the oddities of her situation, so the tiger was perfectly content with burying her face back into the warm folds of the bat’s big boobies and fall back asleep.

The following morning, Marie and Helen were sitting next to each other on one bench of the fold-up picnic table. They were both watching Gracie start a campfire. Gracie oiled up a frying pan to hold over the hot flames, and started cooking several batches of bacon and eggs for herself and her guests to eat for breakfast.

Gracie grabbed a spatula to flip the bacon and eggs when they were getting well done on one side. She became so intently focused on cooking and flipping, that she was absentmindedly wiggling her butt back and forth while leaning over the frying pan.

Marie was feeling extra entranced and more than a little docile with every little wiggle of Gracie’s butt she watched dance before her eyes. Helen turned her attention over to her friend, and was shocked to see Marie lightly tilting her head back and forth in perfect tandem with Gracie’s wiggling ass. Helen closely studied the tiger’s glazed-over eyes, and saw Marie’s shrunken pupils quickly darting left and right.

Helen tried loudly snapping her fingers near Marie’s ears to wake her from her trance. The tiger ignored her as she continued staring at Gracie’s ass in a daze, her open mouth frozen in a wide, gaping smile. “Marie! Would you stop ogling my mom?!” Helen yelled.

“I’m sorry, I can’t hear a single thing you’re saying.” Marie admitted in a happy, monotone voice. “I’m far too busy ogling your mom.”

“Great. Now you’re gonna be paying far more attention to mom rather than me for the rest of our camping trip.” Helen huffed while crossing her arms.

Gracie finished cooking their breakfast and started plating it up. She turned to the table while setting the plates in front of her and Marie. “Perhaps you could use this opportunity to call up all your other friends, dear.” Gracie suggested.

“Ugh! Mom, you always seduce every friend I make! All they ever want to talk about anymore is how hot they think you are!” Helen complained.

“Gracie… you are so gorgeous…” Marie dreamily sighed.

Helen gestured to her hypnotized friend with both hands. “See?!”

“Sorry dear, but I can’t help it if all your friends just so happen to fall madly in love with me.” Gracie laughed. “Besides, it proves that I’ve still got it. Isn’t that right, Marie?” She winked to the tiger.

“Oh yes…” Marie moaned out loud. “No one is as wonderful in bed as you are, Gracie.”

Helen nearly spat her food out of her mouth over what she heard her friend say. “Waaaiiiitttt… wait!” She glared at Marie. “You actually slept with mom?!”

The rising anger in Helen’s voice finally woke the tiger from her hypnotized stupor. “Uhhh… kinda, y-yeah…” Marie awkwardly blushed.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” Helen yelled. “Where do you get off on sleeping with other people’s moms?”

“Um, your mom gets me off really well, actually.” Marie blushed even harder.

Helen tightly pressed the palms of her hands over her ears. “I’m not listening! This is too weird, Marie! Weird!” Helen immediately got up from the bench she was sitting on. “You know what, I lost my appetite. Marie, you can eat my food if you want. I don’t even fucking care anymore.” Helen quickly ran into the RV and loudly slammed the door.

Marie looked down at her plate with a bit of a sad look on her face. Gracie felt sorry for her, so she stepped behind the tiger and affectionately rubbed her fingers throughout her hair. “Don’t worry, honey. I’m sure all her friends back at home will be more than supportive of our special relationship.”

Gracie started lightly scratching behind one of Marie’s ears. Marie was loving how the bat was sweetly touching her so much, that she started repeatedly banging one of her fists over the table due to how turned on she was getting.

When the sun set for the night, Marie and Helen had gotten ready by brushing their teeth. Marie squeezed herself inside her sleeping bag in the tent so she could nod off. Helen patiently waited until she was absolutely sure that the tiger was sound asleep, before sneaking out of her tent and finding her mom’s tent in the dark.

Helen slowly and quietly zipped open the door to Gracie’s tent, careful to not accidentally wake her up. She rummaged through a small pile of clothes her mom had worn throughout the camping trip thus far. She pulled out a stinky, used sock and immediately left the tent. She zipped it back up and ran back to her and Marie’s tent.

Helen got in her tent and crawled over to Marie’s sleeping bag to make sure she hadn’t woken back up. She pulled out the smelly sock and cupped it right over Marie’s nose. The tiger took in a deep whiff of the sock in her sleep, while Helen pressed the sock a little rougher over her nose.

“Soon, you’re gonna associate the scent of my mom’s stinky sock with everything about my mom.” Helen started whispering in Marie’s ear. “The rancid scent is going to completely snuff out your attraction for my mom right out of your brain.” The bat explained while Marie let out a few little whines that Helen assumed were made out of disgust towards the smell. “I’m sorry it’s come down to this, but I’ve simply become sick and tired of my mom always stealing my friends away from me. I’m only doing this for your own good.”

Helen squeezed her sock against Marie’s face hard enough so that when the bat crawled into her own sleeping bag, the tiger would still be breathing in the putrid fumes of the sock as she continued sleeping. Unbeknownst to Helen, the scents of the sock pouring into Marie’s nostrils were immensely turning her on and conditioning her to have a fetish for Gracie’s socked feet. Marie subconsciously lowered her hand under her sleeping bag to start rubbing herself while letting out several little squeals of arousal.

When Marie opened up her eyes, she was lying on her back completely naked on a bed in a dimmed room whose only lights were provided by lit candles. Her wrists and feet were tied with used socks to the bedposts with her body stretched out in a spreadeagled pose. She had a wad of smelly socks bunched together in a ball plugging up her mouth, with the salty taste of the sweat-soaked socks against her tongue making her salivate.

The door slowly creaked open until Marie could see the curvy figure of none other than Gracie posing in the doorway. The older bat was wearing a tight-fitting dominatrix outfit that looked very flattering on her. Gracie approached her bed and seductively looked at Marie with bedroom eyes. “Let’s remove this so I can kiss you more easily.” Gracie mischievously giggled as she reached out her hand, and pulled her wad of used socks out of Marie’s mouth.

Gracie and Marie were now intensely french kissing each other, with the tiger’s naked bound body completely at the bat’s mercy. Gracie slowly removed her lips from Marie’s face with an audible wet pop, eliciting a moan of approval from the young woman. Gracie firmly placed the tip of her finger against Marie’s lips. “Hush now, baby. The best is yet to come.”

Gracie traced the tip of her finger off of Marie’s lips and down her chest until it found the tiger’s breasts. She twirled the tip around and around both of Marie’s nipples, before she traced her finger down the tiger’s body until it eventually met her wet pussy.

Gracie stuck her finger in her own mouth to lick off Marie’s juices that were coating the tip. She licked her lips savoring the taste that was tantalizing her tastebuds. She leaned down so she could lick and suck the tiger’s pussy, making Marie hiss out in an increasingly feverish pitch of lustful gasps.

Marie woke up from her erotic dream to find herself back in her camping tent. She looked around confused and saw that her friend Helen was still sleeping in her bag. She looked down at herself and noticed a large wet spot had formed over her panties. Marie saw the morning sun outside was just beginning to slowly rise. She tried to fall back asleep, but all of her erotic thoughts of her sexy dream about Gracie were keeping her awake.

Marie’s ever growing arousal became too much for her to bear, so she grabbed the sock and held it tightly to her chest. She bolted out her tent and ran all the way over to Gracie’s tent. She loudly burst through the tent door and abruptly woke Gracie up.

“Marie!” Gracie was startled. “Is something wrong?!”

Without saying a single word, Marie raised her hand so Gracie could see what she was holding. “Gracie, grab each and every one of your used socks you can find!”

The concerned look on Gracie’s face soon morphed into a seductively wicked grin.

The golden rays of the morning sun were now shining brightly inside Helen and Marie’s tent. The light slowly woke Helen out of her slumber, as she yawned while stretching out her arms. She looked over to her side expecting to see her friend Marie. However, not only was the tiger nowhere to be seen, but the sock she had stolen from her mom the previous night was also missing.

It slowly dawned on Helen’s mind what Gracie and Marie were probably up to. “Oh, shit.”

Helen frantically searched inside the RV for any sign of the two. When she couldn’t find either of them, she hopped out the door of the RV and ran over to her mom’s tent. Helen could hear two feminine voices from inside giggling and moaning. She quickly tore open the flap of the tent and stuck her head in, with her mouth opening wide in shock over what she saw.

Gracie and Marie were lying across from each other completely naked aside from the smelly socks that Helen’s mom was wearing. Gracie had lifted up one leg so that Marie could suck on her socked foot in her mouth. Gracie was wiggling her toes over the tiger’s tongue, with the salty flavor of the sock dancing across Marie’s tastebuds and making her moan out in lust. Gracie had already stretched out her other leg so she could rub her big toe on her other socked foot around Marie’s pussy.

When Gracie started scrunching all her toes on her right foot over the tiger’s pussy, Marie orgasmed as loudly as she possibly could while lightly biting down on the bat’s big toe. Gracie loudly came right after Marie finished worshipping her socked foot with her tongue. They both just simply laid there on the floor across from each other breathing heavily. Amidst their basking in the wonderful feelings of post-orgasmic bliss, both Gracie and Marie noticed that Helen had been staring at them in shock. They felt extremely awkward getting caught by Helen in this sexual situation.

“Mom! What the fuck?!”

“Doesn’t anyone knock anymore?” Gracie dismissed how horrified her daughter was with a roll of her eyes. Marie completely ignored her friend as she pulled a sock off of one of Gracie’s feet, and shoved it over her own nose to take in a deep whiff of Gracie’s brain-bending foot scent.

“Alright, I give up.” Helen threw her arms up in defeat. “Fuck this, I’m outta here.”

Gracie and Marie were soon tightly holding on to each other for some cuddly aftercare after Helen had left their tent, their eyes shut in bliss as they enjoyed feeling each other’s soft naked bodies. However, their eyes opened wide in surprise when they heard the RV starting outside their tent. They both quickly got dressed and ran after Helen who was tearing through the exit of the campsite with the RV. Gracie and Marie were desperately trying to run after Helen so they wouldn’t get stranded at the campsite.