Goes the Neighborhood...
(A furry fantasy by Anima. Contains vore, genital vore, yiffing, intense
cuddling, shameless plugs for my character, :K) and maybe a bad pun or
Krys relaxed into the soft bed she called her own, sighing in relief.
What a day. Lazily, Krys stretched out her anthro-vixen body on the bed
and reached for the newspaper.
"Mmm, the Bengals won another game. If there's hope for them, there
could be hope for their namesakes too." She chuckled, tossing out the sports
section. Krys slowly shifted onto her side, propping the paper against
her nightstand. Lots going on, it seemed... She was just about to put the
thing aside and get settled for bed when a picture caught her eye. A couple
of morphic foxes stood on a street corner, waving at the photographer.
In this land, that wasn't an unusual sight in the least. But this story
was from out of town, and the foxes were dressed as cops! Krys turned to
the main story.
[Continued from A1. ...and Tad Beauville have made our city so much
safer since they signed on at the local police station. These two remarkable
vulpine-inclined people have singlehandedly cleaned the streets of dangerous
dogs and other animals. Though the neighborhood has yet to fully accept
the married couple, the Beauvilles are confident that given enough time,
the citizens will come to realize how much they owe the pair. When asked
about his origins, Tad Beauville just shrugged helplessly.
"I really don't know how it happened, and you wouldn't be allowed to
print the circumstances leading up to the transformation. I used to be
an average white teenager." Reya was similarly cryptic.
"I've always been a vixen." She said, treating me to a smile the police
force's male population has gotten to know quite well. A week after the
interview, I learned Reya had become pregnant. Is this the start of a new
Krys mmmed dreamily, using a clawtip to trim out the picture of the
"Such beautiful foxies... I wonder if they wouldn't be happier around
here?" The vixen blushed, thinking of another reason she'd like to have
the couple where she could get at them. Well, who was to say the Beauvilles
wouldn't be open to experimentation? She decided to sleep on it, and extinguished
"Ohhh, YESSS!" Krys startled herself awake with a yell, finding her
heart pounding and loins throbbing. When she shifted, she felt her soaked
panties cling creamily to her. Krys recalled the dream to mind, and wasn't
too surprised to find the Beauvilles there. While she cleaned up herself
and the sheets, Krys made up her mind. She *needed* those foxes here!
"Tad? Want to feel him kick?" Reya nudged her drowzy mate, who nodded
and pressed his cheek to the vixen's gravid belly. A gentle shifting under
Reya's flesh sent a tender smile creeping across Tad's muzzle.
"You're sure it's a him, dear?" He murred, pulling his body over to
nestle close to Reya's side. She nodded, turning her head to lick the todd's
"Yep, I just know. Are we working tomorrow?" Her blue eyes almost pleaded,
as she nosed Tad. He grinned, and quickly shook his head.
"Nope. They're giving some cadets a little field work, and didn't need
us around. And nobody's seen a mean dog in weeks." Reya chuckled softly
to herself, stroking her belly. Not all that bulge was pregnancy...dogs
wriggled too nicely going down for the vixen to give up eating them.
"I wonder what happened to 'em all?" Tad sighed, taking Reya's tail
in his paws and caressing its silky length. He really did sound mystified,
and maybe a little worried. Reya sat up and hugged him, twitching her tail
out of his grasp.
"I'm sure they're just scared of us dear, and have learned to run when
they see us. Let's just tumble for a bit, hmm?" Tad nodded, letting loose
with an excited little bark. 'Tumbling' was Reya's pet term for the couple's
favorite activity. Out went the lights, and off came the p.j.'s.
"You! You wretched demons! Return to the pit you were spawned from!"
"Yeah! Pagan monsters, we won't have you living here!"
"They'll corrupt us all!" Angry voices roused the couple from pleasant
dreams. Tad went to the window and looked out. Reya hurried to join him
when she heard his horrified gasp.
"It's my old pastor! And he's leading a bunch of the neighborhood folks...they've
got weapons." Indeed, the mob was armed with everything from steel rakes
to .45's. Reya was on the phone and dialing the department when the first
rock flew through the window. Glass showered Tad, as he crouched and loaded
his revolver. The shouts built as the crowd grew excited, still under the
"holy man's" control. Gasoline fumes reached the foxes' noses as they waited,
terrified, for aid to come. The first hungry flames were licking at the
house by the time the first police cruiser arrived. The mob scattered,
darting into alleys and apartment buildings. Reya and Tad had little difficulty
leaping from the second story window to the lawn below.
"What about the McKnights?" Reya cried, pointing back at the house.
Their downstairs neighbors, a small family of four, were nowhere in sight.
Tad hurtled through the front foor, and emerged moments later leading the
confused and shaking family. One, the youngest daughter, was unconscious
in her father's arms.
"Where are the BASTARDS that did this!?" Mr. McKnight sobbed, while
Tad checked the girl's vital signs. One of the officers emerged from the
car, where he'd been calling for backup.
"Paramedics will be here in three minutes. Is she breathing?" Tad nodded
after a moment, pushing a lock of hair off the McKnight girl's soot-blackened
"Not well, but she can hold out. Gee, this neighborhood has really
gone downhill." Soon the front lawn was a mass of paramedics, cops, detectives
and gawkers. Not wanting to create a media circus, the cops got the McKnights
and Beauvilles under cover ASAP. For the second time in their lives together,
the Beauvilles slept in a police station victim's apartment. This time,
however, they shared it with the McKnights.
"I'm sorry Mr. M, it's all because of Reya and me. We'll stay away
from now on, just to make sure you people aren't hurt." Tad told Roberts,
his voice heavy and thick. Roberts made a rude noise.
"Hell you will. I'm going to personally disembowel anyone I find that
doesn't approve and admire you two. You're good people! *People* dammit,
not monsters or demons! You'll be on the top floor of our house, just like
before. Soon as we have a house again." He chuckled, and ran his fingers
through Tad's headfur. The todd smiled uncertainly, and clasped the man's
"I know how you feel sir and I thank you, but it's too risky. We can't
endanger your family. Thanks for sticking up for us though." Robert looked
about ready to say more, but his wife silenced him with a look. She understood,
and the matter was settled. No one got much sleep that night, thinking
about what had happened. But as it turned out, the McKnights need not have
worried about where the Beauvilles would live...
"What do you mean they're not available? I need to see 'em!" Krys tick-tacked
her claws on the front desk at the police station, impatience gleaming
in her eyes. The officer at the desk looked a bit pale.
"I'm, I'm sorry Miss, but only family are allowed to see them. Recovering
and all that. You're...not family, are you?" Krys sighed, and read the
"Well Officer Windsor, I don't exactly look like an overdeveloped monkey
do I? OF COURSE I'm family!" By now Windsor couldn't bring himself to look
in Krys' eyes, and found his gaze resting on her t-shirt and the proud
mounds standing out beneath it.
"Um, yeah, yes Miss. Follow me." He stumbled to his feet, and practically
fled down the hall. Krys sighed, shaking her head, and followed at brisk
walk. Windsor knocked, then held open the door to the victim's apartment.
"They're in here Miss." Krys nodded curtly, and the man vanished instantly.
A collective gasp went around the room as Krys stepped into the room. The
McKnights were wide-eyed at the sight of another fox-person, almost as
wide-eyed as the Beauvilles. The vixen gave the assembly her most winning
smile, and dipped her body in a graceful bow.
"Hi everyone. I'm Krys." Tad patted Reya's hand and rose off the couch,
extending a paw.
"Nice to meet you Krys, I'm--"
"Tad. I know. I came a long way to see you and your wife. What's happened
by the way? I checked your house first, but all I found at the address
was a...oh. Neighbors not all that friendly huh?" Tad made a quiet noise
of agreement, as Krys' strong slim fingers clasped his.
"You could say that. Where are you from?" It was a valid question,
as far as the fox folk in the room were concerned. Tad and Reya had been
a very special case, where else would someone like them come from? Krys
inquired politely, and received the go ahead to settle down on the couch
beside Reya. The couch was rather small, and the vixens found themselves
quite cozy indeed.
"Good question. I hail from California. All sorts of strange things
come out of there, including people like me and you. Not just foxes, but
animals of all types that walk on two legs, talk, and everything else humans
do." Tad gaped, looking inordinately silly. Krys giggled at him and continued.
"I saw a story about you two in a newspaper, and decided to come visit.
I thought maybe you might be interested in seeing my place of residence.
Especially since this area doesn't seem to be all that amiable..." Reya
reached up tenatively, running her hand over Krys' head and down her back.
Krys shivered appreciatively, and Reya snatched back her hand.
"Sorry Krys, just checking. Thought maybe you were some kind of costumed
nut for a second..." Reya blushed, the insides of her ears coloring. Tad
drew close and took his mate's paw.
"I think we'd like to see this place. I'll clear it with the Chief
first, then we'll pack a bag or two." Krys nodded happily, and beamed at
"You, you're going away Tad? Reya?" Jerry, the thirteen-year-old McKnight
boy quavered, on the verge of tears. Reya pushed off the couch heavily,
then knelt before the boy.
"Not for good probably, Jer. Just to see what this place is like. If
we do decide to stay, we'll come back first and say goodbye properly."
She laid a soft paw on the boy's cheek, and smiled. Jerry nodded, and reached
up to scritch behind the vixen's ears. She murrrrred, closing her eyes
in bliss. Jerry giggled.
"Well, maybe we can visit each other too." He said quietly. Things
moved quickly after that, bags were packed and leave time was secured.
Soon Tad and Reya were standing outside the station with Krys, waving goodbye
to the McKnights.
"See you soon folks." Tad promised, as Krys began leading them down
the street. He turned and hurried to catch up with the vixens, who were
chatting and laughing quietly.
"How're we going to reach California Krys? We don't have much money..."
He asked, puzzled. There was really nothing within walking distance of
the police station, airport or otherwise.
"I arrived right over there, we'll go back the same way." Krys said,
indicating a shop across the street. A gleaming glass door stood there,
the front of a computer store. Tad and Reya glanced skeptically at each
"But...that's a shop. Don't we need a plane or something?" Reya exclaimed,
shaking her head in confusion as they drew near to the doors.
"We can use an ID portal to get there too. ID stands for inter-dimensional.
This was an ideal place for such a structure..." Krys explained as she
opened up the shop's doors. The Beauvilles just shrugged.
"Well, whatever and wherever it is, if your home is as you described
it, we don't care if we have to jump in a clothesdryer to reach it." Krys
laughed, and opened the doors.
"This won't take too long, the portal field is already in place." She
pulled a little black box out of her jeans pocket and pointed it back at
the double doors they'd just come through. Krys depressed a button on the
box. Light exploded out across the panes of glass, taking on a myriad of
shapes and colors. Tad and Reya shielded their eyes as the light flowed
together into a whirling vortex of energy.
"Cool! Just like Stargate!" Krys and Reya glanced at Tad, and shook
their heads at each other. Whatever. Krys went through first, stepping
over the lip of the swirling chasm of energy. Tad followed, Reya's hand
in his. There was no sensation of falling or dizziness, like the couple
had expected. Tad continued walking, looking from side to side. They seemed
to be walking down a hallway of plasma...the ground was solid enough though.
A shadow momentarily darkened the 'hall,' making Reya jump and scream a
"What was that?!" She muttered, tail swishing agitatedly. Krys shrugged,
looking a little worried.
"Not sure. It could've been another passenger, but it seemed a little
big for that. Not to mention fast. Well, we're okay, so let's keep going."
The three foxes speeded up after that, and soon found the light-corridor
fading into normal surroundings. They stood in an apartment from the looks
of things, or perhaps just the living room of a house. A few pieces of
overstuffed furniture stood about, as well as a television and a coffee
table. Krys padded over to an armchair and flopped down into it.
"Welcome to my humble home. Make yourselves comfy, and we can get to
know each other better." Reya and Tad started towards the couch when a
loud crash sounded from the bedroom. Tad leaned back to see down the hallway,
and cried out!
"Everyone get behind something, there's a monster in here!" Tad yelled,
scrambling further into the room. A low rumbling voice echoed down the
hall from the bedroom.
"I'm no monster! Gee, what nerve. I just happen to be a bit lost."
Tad crept to the lip of the hallway again, and peeked around the corner.
A gigantic black cat crouched in the bedroom doorway, his large gold eyes
gleaming in the dim light. It was a panther...sort of. Slowly, the creature
padded down the hall toward Tad. The fox backed up into the living room
as the panther entered.
"Sorry about your dresser, miss. My landing was a bit rough. I think
what happened is my ID corridor meshed with yours...I was supposed to be
directed to Immigration." Reya turned to look at Krys with wide eyes.
"Immigration?" Krys nodded, and beckoned the panther to come on in.
"California seems to attract the strangest things from all over the
universe. Viewed from other dimensions, it's kind of like a funnel. ID
corridors, subspace travelers, wormholes, many of these just empty into
the state. Immigration has been expanded to deal with all the, um, visitors.
Well Mr. kitty sir, I'm Krys, and these two are Tad and Reya." Mr. Kitty
nodded, smiling and bowing a little in their direction. He certainly seemed
"Hi foxes. I'm Anima. Does the name mean anything to you?" Krys shook
her head, while Tad and Reya just continued to stare at the cat. "Well,
human philosopher named Jung took the stance that all people have a divided
psyche. Women have a 'male-force' living in their minds, called the Animus.
Men have a 'female-force' called the Anima. I like to think of myself like
that...though thinking too hard about it makes me dizzy. I had to stop
reading the book I'd found about it when my eyes started, ahh! There it
goes again." Anima shook his head to uncross his big golden eyes. Reya
giggled in spite of herself, and Krys was grinning. "Anyways, nice to meet
you three. Are you visitors as well?" Krys stepped a little closer to the
formidable looking feline.
"These two are, I'm their guide. If you like, you can accompany us
and learn the lay of the land." Anima nodded as she spoke, and sat back
on his haunches. His head stood a good four feet above those of the vulpines
in this position, nearly brushing the ceiling. As most cats do in times
of indecision, he washed his paws. After a moment, he looked back up.
"I'd like that. Where to first?"
The four furs hit the town, walking so as to let Anima keep up. A small
strip mall was within walking distance, and Krys led them to an A&W
for lunch. Reya and Tad both paid their way as well as Anima's, he having
"We don't use money where I come from, we just do each other favors."
The big cat smiled a little when he said 'favors,' making the other three
wonder. The place was crowded and warm, forcing the group outside onto
a grassy hillock. Anima stretched out, then invited the foxes to lean against
him. Tad was shocked at the creature's forwardness...but he seemed to have
"Nice and soft, not to mention warm..." Anima wheedled. Eventually,
and cautiously, Reya, Tad, and Krys sat down with their backs resting on
the panther's flank. Chatting and sipping rootbeer, the four became fast
friends. Anima, it turned out, was a little more than he seemed. An energy
being of sorts, the shape they saw was only what he chose to be at the
moment. To prove his point, Anima swiftly morphed into a fox the size of
his panther-form, and back again. Reya whistled through her front teeth.
"Nice trick! Can you influence others too?" Anima nodded, though hesitantly.
"I have to know the person quite...intimately to influence them. And
I don't have purrfect control over what happens to those I, um, 'experiment'
on." Tad suddenly chuckled, looking at Krys. The vixen had a lovely mustache
of rootbeer foam on her muzzle. Reya whispered something to Tad, which
broadened his grin. Before Krys could ask what was going on, the todd leaned
over and licked the foam right off her lips! Krys shrieked, then broke
down giggling. She grabbed Tad and snuggled close into him, joined eagerly
from the other side by Reya. Anima's soft flank made a wonderful counterpoint
to their activity, a warm resilient surface to work against. The huge cat
purrrrred loudly, smiling at the trio of foxes. But their play seemed to
be getting a little...sensual. Reya felt it first, a warm pressure against
her left foot that jerked away the moment she touched it. The vixen looked
back over her shoulder and gasped. It seems their play had had a significant
influence on Anima; His cock lay fully erect on the grass, a glistening
black pole almost three feet long and four inches thick. A powerful musk
exuded from the private flesh, like a beckoning finger to the vixen's nostrils...
Tad and Krys looked too, curious as to what had so riveted Reya's attention.
"Um, I'm sorry. I should be going, to immigration. Nice to meet- *YOWL*"
Anima's embarrassed goodbyes were cut short as Reya carefully scooped Anima's
member into her arms, and hugged it tightly against her soft chest. Krys
cleared her throat, still wrapped partially around Tad.
"People around here are generally pretty laid back, but it might be
best to continue this at home..." The others agreed. Reluctantly. The trip
home was taken at a quick pace. Three foxes and a panther bounded through
the door of Krys' apartment and into the bedroom, those who had clothes
slipping them off as they went. Soon Anima was on his back in the bed,
Reya straddling his lowerbelly above the massive cock. Tad and Krys were
teasing each other, the vixen in Tad's lap as he sat in an armchair.
"Are you okay with this, Reya? You don't mind sharing Tad?" Krys suddenly
turned and asked, her tail swishing frantically. Already her scent was
wafting around the room, driving the others' excitement to new levels.
Reya grinned toothily and shook her head at the other fox-femme.
"I'm his first love, and since I'm just about to take on another male,
I'll have to let Tad get involved with another vixen. Besides, I KNOW how
vixens get..." The two traded knowing grins, then turned back to their
chosen mates. Anima mewled quietly, almost a plea, his member jutting straight
up into the air. The vixen watched in awe as the cock jerked in time with
the big cat's pulse, a major vein bulging. Thick precum ran down the dark
flesh, pooling on his lush fur. Reya ran a finger through the sodden pelt
and tasted the resulting goo. She shivered with approval, and set about
lapping up as much as she could off the pulsing panther penis.
"Enjoying yourself kitty?" She asked between licks. Anima paddled his
paws in the air as that raspy fox tongue ran over his sex, and his pre
ran thicker than ever.
"M, more than you could
ev, *ooooooh* ever know!" He growled, muscle spasms testifying to the strain
Reya was putting on the big cat's nerves. Meanwhile, Tad and Krys had moved
to the floor and were in a 69 position, yiffing and barking their joy and
delight as they shared each other's bodies. Reya paused a moment to straighten
up and take a breath of fresh air. The musk of the huge male beneath her
was intoxicating...her senses were getting fogged.
"Ohhh, it's too bad I can't take you inside me kitty..." She moaned,
wrapping the big cock in her arms again. "But with my cub..." Anima nodded,
he was all too aware of the vixen's gravid state, as her life-swollen belly
rubbed firmly against the base of his cock. Reya let him thrust agaist
her silky chest, while she worked a hand under one slick thigh to her crotch,
slipping in a couple of fingers with ease. Soon the vixen was coated thickly
with pre as well as her own cream, and panting with her partner as climax
approached. On the floor, Tad and Krys had moved from 69 to missionary,
well on their way to a second orgasm. Tad's firm pink member flashed in
and out of Krys' soft pussy, lubricant dribbling out of the vixen with
every thrust. Krys played with her nipples, thrashing her head from side
to side and moaning with increasing volume. Reya was watching them out
of the corner of her eye and missed the great jerk that wracked Anima's
soft ball-sac... An almost inaudible gurgle brought her eyes back to Anima's
rod, just in time for her to see the slit in the end of the enormous piece
of meat wink at her. The next second, she was blasted in the face with
a geyser of panther-cum! The musky cream filled her mouth, ran down her
chin between her breasts, and dripped down her back. It was everywhere,
and it tasted sooo gooood! Not like Tad's, it was almost like a wine. It
had an acidic bite that was nearly citrus... Reya lounged in the sperm
bath, letting it soak into her fur, while her paws stroked and squeezed
Anima for any cream he might have left. Anima sighed with great relief,
and began to purrrrr his satiation. Reya smiled at her condition, soaked
to the skin (literally,) with the seed of her lover. It was still warm
though, the only shivers she experienced were those of orgasm as she finished
mastrubating to a climax. Pleasure washed through her body, rippling through
every single organ and sending her mind afloat on a sea of fleshly pleasure...
Her fingers faltered and twitched inside her, pressed on from all sides
by the spasming walls of her warm cunnie. Reya threw back her head and
barked softly, shuddering as the pleasure coursed through her system...
That's when she felt the stirring inside her. Oh, great. Could, there be,
a WORSE time?!
"Um, Tad!? It's time...the cub's coming!" She cried! But Tad was in
no state at all to do anything, lying on the floor with a foolish grin
on his face. Krys wasn't much better off, panting and moaning quietly to
herself, still impaled on her new lover's member. Anima was the only one
who looked sane anymore...and when Tad didn't move to help, he reached
down and tugged Reya up onto his upper chest. He had to smile, seeing the
sticky trail of white she left behind on his ebon fur.
"I've never done this before, but I've seen it done once or twice.
Um...you're dilated pretty wide, my dear vixen! In fact, WOAH!" This last
exclamation coincided with an intense contraction, the vixen's birth canal
rippling and spurting the womb's contents onto Anima's soft chest. An adorable
plushie fox lay there, soaked with fluids and murrring softly. Anima looked
into its big, bright eyes and melted.
"Awwww, he's adorable! Is it a he? Let me check...oh. My. Congrats
Reya, it's a, *ahem*, a hermamphrodite." Reya shook her head to clear it,
and muzzily looked at her cub. She wasn't in any pain at all...though she
found her body felt empty without a moving creature inside it. Maybe she
could remedy that later...either with Tad, or a certain open minded vixen
she'd met recently... Shaking her head again, her thoughts returned to
"Herm? You mean..." Anima nodded, flipping the cub onto hir back. Nestled
there between the cub's legs, clear as a non-LA day, were a soft sheath
and a plump little vulva. Reya gasped, then reached out to touch her offspring
with a soot-colored paw.
"Well, shi's beautiful...Tad! Wipe that grin off your face and come
see your...um, daughter-son." Soon the three foxes had the cub surrounded,
and were cooing and playing with hir. Anima, having been relieved of the
cub, smiled from a few feet away, unintentionally excluded from the celebration
of new life. But that didn't last long. The cub shook hir soft little head
firmly, and sat up on hir own, stubby legs, wobbling a little. Shi looked
right at Anima, then made a flying leap for him. The panther shifted to
anthro quick as thought, and neatly caught the cub. It gurgled happily,
gaze fixed unwaveringly on the panther, and spoke.
"Mine." Everyone's eyes bugged out, as the four-minute-old cub spoke!
Then things began to get weird. The cub murrred, rubbing up against the
panther's chest. Anima raised a hand to stroke it, and was caught by the
fox's soft jaws. He smiled as a tiny little tongue rasped at his fur. The
smile faded when a powerful swallow took Anima's hand inside the cub up
to the wrist! Anima yelped, and grabbed his wrist in an effort to pull
himself out. Had the cub meant 'my dad' or 'my first meal?' The panther
tugged at his caught limb, but another quick gulp took in that hand as
well! Inch by inch, the gigantic panther was being engulfed by this tiny
fox plushie! Anima marveled at the feel of the insides of the cub, which
seemed a combination of plushie and organic. The inner surface was something
like satin, but slick. It pulsed slowly, and seemed to have flesh and muscles
beneath it. Powerful muscles! The rippling squeezes were testament enough
to that. Inexorably, the panther's arms vanished, bringing his face flush
with the cubs. Shi slurped him cheerfully with hir little satin tongue,
than resumed the feast. The three vulpines stared in shock, as the cub's
lips slid up over Anima's face. Muffled cries for help pierced the soft
fabric of the cub, as the kitty sank deeper. As the absorption continued,
the feline's cries grew fainter and fainter... The cub continued swallowing,
and stretched easily to accomodate its meal. More than anything, it looked
like Anima had gotten stuck while putting on a too-small fox-fur sweater!
His shoulders slipped from sight, then his chest, before the process slowed
down a little.
"We've got to help him!" Krys yelled, starting toward the bed. Tad
held her back, eyes wide in horror and disbelief.
"What's the point? If it could take on a multi-ton panther and win,
what chance do we have? We'd just end up lunch too!" So the trio standing
by could do nothing but watch as the cub finished Anima off. Hir lips glided
easily past his waist, then up his legs as the plushie gulped in series.
Gulp, swallow, stuff, only Anima's tail lashed outside the cub's voracious
*GULP*. *Streeeeeetch* *GURRRRRRGLE*
Anima was gone. The cub, stretched as shi was, looked exactly like a
toddler's sleeper over the bulk of the great cat, those fuzzy ones with
the feet. Anima jerked once or twice within the cub, then was still.
"Um, Anima? Are you okay? Bad foxie! Don't eat anyone else unless we
tell you to!" Reya scolded, quickly stepping over to the cub. She ran her
hands over the grotesque bulge of fox-tummy.
"I'm fine Reya." The vixen turned and yiped! to see Anima behind her,
just as big, black and alive as ever. "Shush! Don't look so surprised.
I'm energy, remember? There's enough of me to go around...for a little
while at least." The cub belched loudly, stomach still gurgling happily
away. The cub's eyes tracked back to Anima.
"Mine. Mate." It growled possessively. Reya shook her head in confusion.
"I don't think that Dr. Spock's book said anything about this, dear."
Tad stared at his child, tail swishing nervously.
"What happens when he gets past the oral stage? Into the an-" Krys
clamped her hand over Tad's muzzle.
"Shut up! You'll give hir ideas."
"Taste good." The cub licked its chops, and winked at the four furs.
The next week was interesting if nothing else. Anima tried to keep the
cub from wolfing him down, (Succeeding nearly half the time,) while the
three foxes played with each other. Shi was always hungry, whatever meal
shi ate vanished overnight. Where the mass went to, no one could figure
out... Eventually though, the panther ran out of tricks to elude the cub
and submitted to the two-foot long plushie. It made for an odd scene.
"All right! I give up. Do what you want with me." Anima sighed, collapsing
on the bed, his muzzle pointing at the cub. Shi giggled, turned around,
and planted her plush little tush directly over Anima's muzzle. It settled
with a quiet squelch over the tip of the great cat's muzzle, and was soon
met with his broad tongue. Did shi want to be pleasured? No one could really
claim to be surprised when the giant cat's nose was sucked in, slowly vanishing
through cubbie's vulva. Anima moaned and twitched from time to time, but
it was a token effort at best. Like a sock being drawn over a foot, the
panther was slowly engulfed in a soft, honeyed canal. The audience of vulpines
watched as over the course of an hour, Reya's child's pussy sloppily devoured
their feline friend. Shi groaned and ooohed as hir little tummy got bigger
and bigger, hir soft womb filling with hir chosen partner. Through hir
soft fur, the spectators coulde clearly see the outline of Anima as he
was fed up into the cub's womb. Gradually, he was forced into a fetal position
to conserve space. It was such a tight fit, Krys imagined she could feel
Anima's chest rise and fall if she touched the cub's distended abdomen.
When only Anima's slinky tail protruded from the plump lips of the cub's
sex, shi rubbed hir grossly stretched belly and grinned.
"Ahhhhh...nine months. Then mate be fox." Shi giggled with delight.
The three started moving closer then, but stopped cold once more when the
cub's sex noisily slurped down the dangling panther-tail as well. The thick,
swollen labia admitted a trickle of nectar and what looked suspiciously
like panther-cum for awhile before, presumably, the womb closed up shop
for nine months. Krys shook her head, and wrapped her arms around what
she could of the plushie-cub's distended belly.
"Well, you'll have to share him as mate dear, or take me in there as
well. Reya's already got Tad, I'm not gonna let you take Anima too!" The
cub appeared to think for a while, then nodded.
"Kay. We share. But only I get to eat him." Krys nodded, she could
deal with that. Reya shrugged, and cuddled up to the little monster.
"Well, are you going to behave now?" Shi nodded, and joyfully licked
hir mom on the nose. Reya shrank back for a second in fear, then giggled
at the feel of the smooth little tongue. "Then we must give you a name!
What about...Vora?" Tad stepped in, shaking his head.
"We decided on Windsor, remember dear?" Reya oohhed, and nodded.
"I'd forgotten. How's Windsor sound, cubbie?" The plushie nodded happily,
then proceeded to nuzzle Reya's soft chest. Murrring in delight, mother
began nursing cub. Reya was forced to lie down in order to position her
nipples, as Windsor couldn't very well move under the mass of panther sitting
inside hir. Tad settled down with the group of vulpines, nuzzling each
affectionately in turn.
"Well, given what happened to me and you dear, what do you think Windsor'll
turn out like?" He murred, briskly rubbing the bulge inside his son-daughter.
Reya shrugged, still smiling down at Windsor as shi nursed.
"I think it goes without saying shi'll be black. As for Anima...well,
he'll probably be the same 'ol shape-shifter. Just a little thinner." Krys
nodded and snickered, cupping her nubile frame against the womb-sheathed
"Well you two, I've got nine months before I've got my mate back again.
Think you can stay and play with me awhile longer?" Reya glanced at Tad,
who merely grinned like an idiot.
"Yeah, I think we like it here...is there much of a need for cops here
in California?" Krys stared at Reya in disbelief, then burst out laughing.
"Remind me to let you two watch the news tonight."
To Be Continued
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