The Perfect Gift
(For a plushie-phile genitalvore/rebirth
anthropormorphic animal enthusiast.)
by Anima, dedicated to Krys. :K)
Tad had always known his uncle Drew was somewhat odd. This opinion became
something of an understatement, given what Drew gave Tad for his 17th birthday.
"Um, wow Uncle Drew... It sure is something. Thanks a lot..." Tad held
the stuffed animal awkwardly, looking to his parents for help. They just
shrugged, Drew was Drew. At least it wasn't socks...
"That's a very unique plush toy, Tad m'boy! I picked it up on one of
my long vacations in a very remote spot. Quite valuable. And notice how
fine the craftsmanship is. It could almost be a real stuffed vixen. But
cuddlier than those awful taxidermy things." Tad nodded agreeably, looking
the fox plushie over carefully. It *was* put together well. He could spot
no seams anywhere, the eyes were startlingly lifelike, the fur was incredibly
soft, and whatever it was stuffed with made the fox huggably plush. Tad
gave it a practice hug, and found he was oddly comforted by the toy. He
looked back up at his uncle, smiling.
"Thanks a lot Uncle Drew. I'll give her a good home." Drew nodded,
winked, then left to chat with his brother.
"Well little lady, I'll show you to your room." Tad chuckled, carrying
the vixen and the rest of his gift loot back to his bedroom. It was a pleasant
room that the teen was proud of. The walls were painted a very subtle shade
of violet, one that made the room seem to glow. Posters and tasteful art
prints hung on the walls, capturing the idle gaze. A desk, bookcase, bed,
and dresser accounted for the furnishings. Tad flopped down on his messy
bed, turned on his back, and let the fox rest on his chest. Laughing at
himself for doing so, he decided to name his new plushie.
"Hmm, what shall I call you foxie? Wellll...fox in french is Reynard,
so I could call you Reya? Can't think of anything else suitably vulpine.
Reya. That's nice." Tad rubbed noses with Reya, and hugged her tight. Tad's
head fell to one side, his gaze lighting on his desk. With a groan, Tad
rolled off the bed and stalked to where his geometry book sat. But as he
sat down in what might as well have been an electric chair, Tad noticed
a wet spot on his shirt.
"Hmm, spilled a drink?" He lifted the shirt and took a whiff. The scent
was nice, but nothing the young man had ever smelled before. Shrugging
again, Tad turned to his studies.
Later that night as Tad lay in bed, Reya tucked in the crook of his
arm, he felt something tickling his face. Whiskers.
"Odd, I don't remember you having whiskers dear." He murmured, fingering
them carefully. Light from a passing car, shining in through the window,
made Reya's eyes glow gold. Then the fox's head moved, her gaze meeting
"Neither do I. Isn't that funny?" Now, this is something that would
disturb most people. A stuffed animal suddenly coming to life and speaking
up. Tad did what most of us would do; He Panicked.
"AHHHHHH!" He yowled, and backpedeled on the bed. There was nowhere
to go though, his skull just smacked into the headboard. Tad tried rolling
but picked the wrong direction, and found himself wedged in the crack between
the bed and the wall. Reya crept to the edge of the mattress, and grinned
toothily down at him.
"Awww, don't do that. You were so nice and warm! Come back up here.
It's not like I'm gonna hurt you..." Reya licked her chops, and smiled
again. Tad trembled, his brown hair obscuring his eyes like a discarded
mop, feeling like he was trapped in some kind of cheap horror flic. Suddenly
the lights snapped on, and Tad's parents rushed in.
"What's wrong? Nightmare?" Mom asked, hands on her hips. Dad was rubbing
his eyes, obviously displeased by this bedside visit. Tad waved a hand
from his uncomfortable hidey-hole to let his parents know where he was.
"Yeah...could someone help me out of this crack?" Dad did, and the
two snuffed the light and returned to bed. Reya had remained silent during
Tad's parent's stay. He scooped up the fox again, and looked her squarely
in the face.
"Well, that was fun. You sure you're not going to chew off my ear during
the night?" Reya giggled, and swished her silky, bushy tail.
"No way. I don't need to eat, otherwise I might find you *quite* tasty!"
She licked Tad's nose, making him giggle too. He settled back into the
bed, thoughtfully snuggling his plushie.
"Any idea why you're alive? Talking? Stuff only humans normally do?"
Reya shook her head, ears pricked forward cutely.
"Nope. I just sort of, 'came to' when your Uncle handed me to you.
Like we were destined or something romantic like that." She shrugged, and
buried her soft head under Tad's chin. She thrummed happily against his
throat. Tad gave up thinking, and stroked her silky little body. Reya shifted
a little, tail swishing actively aross his bare chest.
"Oh yeah, romance is a thing I wanted to talk with you about. I'm sure
you're like other adolescents in that hormones are oozing out your every
orifice." Tad blushed, scritching Reya softly. The little plushie arched
her back and mmmmed at the scritchies.
"How do you know anything about adolescents?" He asked dubiously, and
was rewarded with a smug look from the vixen. Ever seen a smug look on
a fox? They excel at being smug.
"I'm a fox. Foxes know everything. Anyway, being an adolescent, maybe
you can help me out with something." Tad shrugged, raising his dark eyebrows.
"I'll try." Reya nodded, circled around on Tad's chest, and lifted
her luxurious tail. Nestled between her chubby plushie-fox legs was a gorgeous,
swollen, dripping vulva. The sensitive skin was the shade of roses, the
outer petals spread just enough to give the teen a tantalizing glimpse
of darker and more secret recesses. Tad inhaled sharply, catching a bit
of her scent in the process. It was the same smell as that wet spot on
his shirt....and it provoked his hormones like nothing else.
"As well as knowing everything and being horribly cute, I'm also a
randy little thing." Reya murrred, wriggling her hips sensuously. Drops
of her sex cream flew off and spattered Tad's face with the movement. Tad
swallowed, and managed a few words.
"I'd be delighted to help..." His young cock was fully erect, straining
at the fly of his underwear. Reya nodded, smiling happily, and pushed her
muzzle under the waistband of Tad's shorts. He yelped as her cold nose
touched his skin, and hurried to take off the boxers himself. Reya oooohed
when Tad's member sprang free of the constraining material, six inches
of wonderful, pulsing meat.
"Mmmm, I want to eat you all up!" She murrrred, and pounced on the
cock. The vixen turned back to face Tad's face, then sat on his meaty staff.
Tad gasped, then moaned loudly as a slick tunnel of warm silky flesh swallowed
his privates whole. He couldn't imagine how a this piece of human female
anatomy had ended up on this fox, but at this very moment, he decided he
didn't care! Reya was making little barks and yerfs of pleasure as a cock
half her length filled her belly. She began sliding her hungry cunt off
and over Tad's penis, rocketing them both to new heights of pleasure. Their
orgasms coincided, Reya's inner muscles (She's got muscles?) rippled with
amazing strength around Tad's bucking cock. Thick cream spilled into Reya's
pussy, which was all too happy to receive it. When both had descended from
their peaks, Reya returned to Tad's arms for a snuggle. They fell asleep
that way, new and very satisfied lovers.
Tad made love three times a day to his vixen, more to fulfill Reya's
needs than his own. He would've been overjoyed just to loose his load once
or twice a day, but Reya was indeed a 'randy little thing.' She craved
his seed, wanted him to pump her so full of it she'd leak through her rich
fur... But Tad had limits, and Reya learned that. Or she seemed to. About
two weeks passed, during which Tad and Reya became great friends. The fox
even helped the boy with some of his homework, mostly just as an excuse
to show off her foxy cunning. When she mentioned that, Tad got a new idea.
"Mmm, this may save some of my strength, and will still drench you
in ecstasy...c'mere my lovely vixen. Ever heard of cunninglingus?" Tad
threw himself on the bed, and spread his arms for her. Reya leaped onto
her human's chest, murring? expectantly. Tad seized her hips, waited for
her foxy tail to flag, then buried his face in her drooling sex. Reya arched
her back, gasped, then yerfed in delight as Tad filled her musky passage
with his warm tongue. Smooth flesh met smooth flesh, letting the tongue
glide easily between Reya's distended labia. Soon she was bucking and squirting
hot nectar down Tad's throat.
"Ohhh YEAH!" *yiff* "Wish we'd--" *yiff* "tried this sooner!" Tad located
the fox's clit and sucked on it, while spearing her with his tongue. Reya's
soft little body stiffened, and she came in his mouth The hot wine of her
pleasure poured thickly over his tongue. Delicious... Tad smiled and pulled
his face away from Reya's sodden behind. Or *tried* to pull away. His tongue
was stuck, held fast by Reya's quivering muscles. Had she seized up?
"Eya? Et ee oo. Ah caht ooov." Tad managed, Reya's thick aroma clogging
his nostrils and intoxicating him.
"Let you go? No... I figured out how to get more of you inside me.
Relax, you're going to LOVE this." Reya moaned again as she lifted her
tail higher, and squeezed with her vagina. Tad's face was pulled up to
squish snugly against Reya's warm slit. Another squeeze, and Tad's nose
and chin vanished past the hungry netherlips. Somehow Reya was stretching
wide enough to accept his face, then head. Well, being plush, Tad realized
she was quite elastic. But surely she couldn't manage his shoulders, could
she? Best not to take any chances. Tad screamed, but the sound was very
effectively muffled by wet flesh and soft fur. With a sucking *SHLUP* Tad's
head was tugged completely inside Reya's hot little body. Spasm after spasm
rippled through Reya's cunt, pulling Tad deeper and deeper into her. Apparently
the vixen was a lot bigger on the inside than the outside...Tad thought
of Snoopy's doghouse. Soon his torso was wrapped in slimy flesh, slipping
ever deeper into hot darkness. He whimpered, expecting to suffocate in
his lover's honeyed depths... Reya leaned back into the delicious intrusion,
pressing Tad's legs against the bed, forcing them deeper into her little
plushie body. The vixen trembled with the glorious sensation of her body
filling to bursting with her lover, and the continuing feeling of flesh
sliding up through her pussy. And not coming back out. Tad's smooth legs
jerked a few times inside Reya as her cunnie swallowed his knees, then
his calves. When only his feet remained, she paused to look down at her
belly. Much to her satisfaction, her soft tummy hadn't grown much at all...
Riding on that thought, she launched into another glorious orgasm. With
a final slurp, Tad was gone. Tucked safely away inside Reya. Embarrassingly,
the fox's pussy let out a little burp! Rolling onto her side, Reya relaxed.
A careful observer would see that the plushie's belly was about two inches
larger than it had been. She stroked herself with a paw, her russet tail
flopping about on the wet sheets. Slowly, the gaping lips of her sex drifted
closed once more.
"Mmmm, to steal a quote, 'I can't believe I ate the whoooole thing.'"
Reya giggled, and immediately dropped off to sleep. Inside, Tad was curled
into a tight fetal position, sticky womb walls pressing against him on
all sides. Only three of his senses seemed to work here, touch, taste and
hearing. Smell was canceled out by the omnipresent musk of the vixen. Touch
nearly overloaded his nerves, as a constant pressure of sodden flesh slid
and pulsed against him. Hearing was limited to the sound of Reya's heartbeat
and breathing, sounds that relaxed him in a way Tad had never experienced.
(Or if he had, he couldn't recall.) He found that when he closed his eyes
and thought about where he was, he got so excited, his cock spasmed and
painted the inside of his prison with seed. Everytime his cream touched
the insides of his lover, she would cry out and cum forcefully! Hmm, here
was a way he could back at Reya for this little trick... He could breathe
fine, every breath laden with the scent of his vulpine lover.
"Oh well...things could be worse." He mumbled, nuzzling the velvety
wet tissue next to his cheek.
When Tad woke up the next morning, he felt cramped...and damp. Surely
that dream couldn't of... His eyes flew open to greet darkness. Tad reached
out, his fingers squishing against a wall of slick tissue.
"Oh man..." He moaned,
trying to sit up. Reya woke with a start when Tad began moving, and rubbed
her belly briskly.
"Morning lover! Cozy?
I hope so, you'll be in there for a while!" She murred, and giggled softly
to herself. Tad shook his head, and hoped that wouldn't be *too* long.
What about school? What about his parents? With a sigh, he let it go. No
use worrying about something he could do nothing about. Might as well enjoy
this...unique situation while it lasted. Tad shifted his hips, then began
bucking against the inner wall of Reya's womb. Again somehow, Reya timed
her orgasm to match his perfectly! They howled in unison, both squirting
one liquid or another. That was fun for awhile, but when Tad's stamina
ran out, there really wasn't anything to do. Reya couldn't hear him speak,
so conversations were one-sided at best. All that was left was sleep...
Several sleep periods later, (Tad didn't know what was day or night
any longer,) the trapped human began to notice something different about
himself. His skin was beginning to tingle and itch in a disconcerting way...and
his face seemed different somehow. His fingernails were growing too quickly,
as well as his body hair. What was going on?! Consciousness faded the day
Tad felt an excruciating pain at the apex of his buttocks... A darkness
and peace enfolded him, a shroud he had no choice but to accept. Adrift
on a sea of sex and slick heat, Tad sank into sleep.
Tad's parents assumed he had run away, and tried everything to get him
back. But none of his friends had seen him, so where would he have gone?
The police eventually ruled it an unsolved mystery. In a show of sentiment,
they left Tad's room exactly as it was. Reya was still lounging about on
the bed nine months after Tad had disappeared, but she'd grown quite a
bit in the interim. Exactly nine months after 'inception,' Reya stroked
her swollen belly and felt a stirring deep inside.
"It's time love... Time to return to the cold cruel world." Reya laughed,
and massaged her abdomen. Her soft paws cupped and squeezed at her mammoth,
fluffy belly, feeling the quickening life within her. The vixen's contractions
got stronger and stronger over the course of a few hours, and she dilated.
Spreading around the descending bulk, Reya's vulva bulged and blossomed
like some exotic flower... Red fur coated in birthing fluids appeared,
followed by a muzzle and a pair of eyes. Inch by inch a body was forced
from Reya's safe loins, vagina spasming and squirming to rid itself of
the *huge* blockage. Reya lifted herself off the bed in the overloading
sensations, crying out as her belly deflated. That warm mass that had weighed
her down so deliciously for months was now oozing out onto the sheets...
Moaning in pleasure, not in pain, Reya slowly gave birth to a five foot,
six inch, anthro fox.
Tad lay in a puddle of thick fluids, fur matted, dazed beyond belief.
Reya was curled around him affectionately, cuddling. She seemed bigger.
Abruptly, the world snapped into sharp relief.
"I'm back...but, you've grown Reya. Big as me...and you look...more
human!" Indeed, Reya was now almost six feet tall and built like a voluptuous
human female, but sheathed in soft crimson and white fur. She still had
a muzzle and pointed ears, as well as her wonderful tail. Her six teats
had turned into a pair of glorious breasts, their nipples peeking shyly
from the thick fur. Her body felt solid, warm and alive, not like the plushie
toy she had been before her 'pregnancy'. She nodded, and touched Tad's
"I'm not the only one who changed my love." Tad looked down at himself,
and discovered he was a male replica of Reya. Black 'gloves' and 'boots'
of fur, pads on his hands and feet, and a soft sheath over his penis...
Tad explored his soft red pelt with his thick fingers, taking in the creamy
white of his chest, inner arms, and thighs.
"How?" Was all he could say, staring into her blue eyes. Reya shrugged,
wrapping her arms around Tad.
"Some of your humanity leaked into me, and some of my foxishness leaked
into you. I guess. That's the only thing I can think of. I really wasn't
thinking about this when I, um, unbirthed you, but I must say I'm very
pleased with the results..." Tad hmmed, nodding.
"My my my... This is going to take a little getting used to." He mumbled,
stroking the back of one his paw-hands.
"Know how we can start? I think you're supposed to begin with something
familiar, so..." The vixen grinned and spread her legs; the white fur of
her crotch and inner thighs like a lighted runway. Juice dribbled down
through the fur, soaking it liberally. Tad smiled, feeling his new equipment
respond to the sight and scent.
"But what about my parents?" Tad sighed as reality came crowding back.
"I can't hide you any longer, being that big, and there's no way I can
conceal what's happened to me!!" Reya nuzzled him, lifting a finger to
"Shush, I'll handle it. I'm the cunning one, remember? Now come here..."
To Be Continued...
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