Ulti shuffled slightly in her chair; every time the evening breeze whispered past her head it only served as a painful reminder of how uneasy she felt out here in the middle of nowhere. The blue-scaled lizard was certainly happy with her present company; two wolves, one grey furred, one blue, the first by the name of Vinyl and the second known as Matts. They had initially invited her out on a camping trip to enjoy an evening just to themselves; unfortunately for Ulti that also meant being surrounded by all manner of dirt and germs and insects.

Vinyl looked over, sensing the lizard’s discomfort. “Is something wrong?”

Ulti fidgeted; she couldn’t easily say that she wasn’t having a good time, it might ruin the night for her friends. “Y-yeah it’s just… really beautiful out here. Maybe I should go get my phone from the car to take a picture!”

“Come on,” Matts chided. “We promised no technology tonight.”

Yet another thing Ulti was suffering over tonight. “I’ll just be a moment, promise!” She was already out of her seat mid-sentence, eager to find some facsimile of her comfort zone within her phone.

She managed all of about fifteen steps before a peculiar ringing sound caught the lizard’s attention. At first she thought that one of her friends was whistling for her, but no; this sound was far more melodic and ethereal, like the song of a ghost being carried on the wind. The lizard looked around for a source to the strange sound but couldn’t spot anything in the open field the three of them had made camp.

Suddenly, a feeling of intense drowsiness overcame Ulti as the ringing seemed to grow more intense; it was like the chime of the most finely tuned bell echoing endlessly. Her mind slowed to a near halt, thoughts becoming stagnant and fading into obscurity before she could process them as every ounce of her focus was pulled onto the alluring sound of that ephemeral knell. The lizard couldn’t move, she had no reason to; the only thought in her mind was one of deep, attentive concentration on the music captivating her mind.

“Ulti?” she heard Matts abruptly call from behind her. “You okay?”

It hadn’t occurred to the lizard how odd she might have looked; and now that it had, she didn’t care. There wasn’t even a word of response worthy in her mind to offer the blue wolf; nothing was more important than obeying the ghostly chime. Matts began to walk after his friend, concerned for her sudden state of paralysis. But as he approached Ulti from behind her heard it too, that ghostly echo of a bell ringing through the fields; and as if all the breaks had been slammed on the canine’s thoughts, Matts stopped in his tracks.

Finally, the lizard took an interest in her friend, but not out of choice. There was a deep, unspoken whisper in the back of her mind that now accompanied that chime; one that pushed a singular desire to the forefront of Ulti’s mind like the instinct of a wild animal. A desire to breed. Without a second thought she strode over to Matts and knelt before him, hooking her fingers into the hem of his pants and dragging them down with wild abandon. The wolf did nothing to resist; his mind was caught up in a tangled web of spent focus drifting deeper and deeper into the enchanting tone that filled his ears and left him feeling pacified.

Ulti pushed her snout in against the canine’s soft, fuzzy orbs and began to kiss desperately as her hand came up to grope and tease his shaft. It wasn’t long before Matts started to harden in her grasp, still paralyzed like a statue even as he became as stiff as a rock for the enthralled lizard’s touch. A soft groan escaped his lips as he used like a common sex toy, and soon after the same desire to fuck and breed began to flow through his veins like the deepest, most powerful instinct he’d ever heard.

Suddenly, Matts felt a hand on his shoulder. He already knew it to be the familiar touch of Vinyl, and a voice in the back of his mind told the wolf exactly what he needed to do. He grabbed Vinyl by the shoulders and threw her to the ground in a rutting spur of hormones; the grey-furred wolf failing to offer a shred of resistance as she too became captivated by the chime. She lay there, still as a mannequin as Matts turned Ulti around, and without a word of warning began to mount the amorous lizard from behind.

Ulti was ready for it; an unspoken connection lay between the two as they shared the same purpose of satisfying their carnal desires. Matts slowly pushed to the lizard’s cunt with one long, careful thrust, before bottoming out and immediately adopting a rhythm of pounding against her hips like the steady clap of a metronome. Vinyl meanwhile was currently being ravaged by Ulti as she tore the wolf’s pants down and buried her snout deep within those warm, inviting depths.

The taste of the canine’s sex against her tongue was divine, like satisfying a deep, longing thirst that Ulti didn’t know she had been suffering. The lizard’s feverish worshipping stirred the supernatural desires of lust and passion within Vinyl, who was already starting to press her hips back against every worshipful lash of her friend’s tongue; a motion that was met by Ulti being pushed deeper between her legs each time Matts thrust home with a rutting slam of his hips.

The pace of their animalistic mating grew more and more eager as the minutes passed by; Matts only needed to glance down and witness the girls giving into each other’s bodies with mindless abandon to feel his climax beginning to near. His feverish pounding only enflamed the same feelings within Ulti, who was rapidly approaching her own climax with an invigorated desire to please her beautiful Vinyl. Her tongue thrust in deeper, exploring more of the canine’s nethers, until a single cry of ecstasy shattered the silence around them.

A crescendo of harmony flowed through each of them, the enchanting tune rising to a melodic whine as all three friends were tipped into a climax at once. Matts tightened his grip on the lizard’s hips, bottoming out as the two of them shared in a blissful moment of sheer white ecstasy, until he lost the strength to hold himself up. He collapsed forwards, pushing Ulti’s face deeper into Vinyl’s cunt just as she climaxed, squeezing her thighs and locking the lizard’s head in between her legs.

It wasn’t long before the silence returned, and the sound of the ghostly bell faded into the night once more; leaving each one of their minds quiet and unquestioning of what had just happened. Before any of them could speak a word, an intense wave of lethargy swept through their bodies once more as they drifted off into a deep, pleasant slumber, buried in the embrace of one another. The last thought that crossed Ulti’s mind before passing out, was how glad she was that she decided to come camping.