Continue the story with a lot of dialogues based on this: (As drunk as she was that was enough for Flora. Mike and Evals stars both to remove their clothes. Mike had a nice 18 cm fox cock, while Evals had a 19 cm dog cock. Flora comments on the fact Trace, despite being a human has a 21 cm dick, but they quickly justify themselves by saying they can definitely use their cocks far better than him, and honestly: how good Trace really is in sex?)

The story so far is this: [As the sun was dipping beneath the horizon, painting the sky with hues of orange-red, Flora the tigress walked through the warm evening air in the quaint village of Adain. Her tail twitched with curiosity as she passed by each market stall, her large ears swiveling back and forth to take in the lively sounds of the bustling town
Soon, Flora reached the other side of the village and decided it was time to return to the inn where she and Trace Legacy, her fiancée.
But as she was about to leave, she spotted a lizard playing a peculiar instrument nearby. The captivating melody drew Flora closer until, without realizing it, she had ventured into a pub.
“Whoa,” Flora gasped as she looked around. The pub was warmly lit, the chatter of voices mixing with the tune played by the lizard musician. She had never seen such a gathering of so many people, of different colors and species laughing and chatting. Spirits were high, and Flora felt strangely comfortable despite being so far from home.
Standing by the bar, she spotted two individuals casually leaning against the counter: a Fox Keidran named Mike and a Dog Keidran named Evals. She recognized them, happy that they weren't Eric Vaughan slaves anymore, and Flora gratefully approached them.
“Mike, Evals! It’s so great to see you!” Flora greeted them. Their faces brightened in recognition.
As the evening progressed, however, the amicable atmosphere dipped a little too deeply into mirth. The three found themselves consuming a few more drinks than they should have, each sharing a deep belly laugh with mischief gleaming in their eyes.
Then, in a brief lull in the conversation, Mike leaned closer to Flora with a sly expression. “Hey, Flora,” he said, his words slightly slurring. “You’re looking… particularly fine tonight.”
Evals laughed and chimed in, “Mike’s right. Beautiful. Everyone knows you and Trace are close… but how much fun has he really shown you?”
Flora’s cheeks flushed, warmth spreading from her nose to her ears. “Me and Trace? We’re great! He’s shown me so much of the world.”
The pair exchanged glances. “But have you ever considered…” Evals continued, his gaze locked onto Flora’s now-reddened face, “trying something different? I mean, what if… you slept with us?”
Flora, her thoughts dizzy from the alcohol did not grasp the gravity of the suggestion. In her drunken stupor, she found the idea amusing and adventurous. She leaned in, nodding in agreement as she whispered, “You know what? Why not?”
Both Mike and Evalu’s eyes widened in surprise, but their grins grew wider and more mischievous than ever. They led Flora to the far end of the pub, into a small, secluded room shrouded by heavy curtains.
For a brief moment, clarity cut through Flora’s drunken haze. “Wait,” she slurred, “What about Trace…? I shouldn’t…”
Evals smirked reassuringly. “Just a little harmless fun, Flora. It doesn’t matter if we… explore our desires tonight, hmm?”]