A Dump In The Dumps
a messy Justin and Lena story by Alex Reynard


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WARNING: If the title doesn't tell you all you need to know about the content of this story, nothing else I could say is likely to help.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I'd always planned to do more with these two li'l furballs. Presumably something yiffy. And since they're both kinda stinky, messy li'l cubs anyway, it just made sense to me they'd be into this kinda stuff...

Oh, and this should be obvious: if you haven't read "Down In The Dumps" yet, you should probably go do that. Bein' that this is a mini-sequel after all.
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	Two sets of furry ears poked up over a gigantic hill of trashbags. Two of them grey and triangular, the others large, pink and furless.
	Above them, an unknown man was unloading several oversize bags of lawn clippings from the back of his pickup truck. They tumbled down the sandy edge of the drop-off point to join their brethren at the foot of the garbage heap. Seven bags in all were tossed, then a loud belch rang through the still, quiet air of the dump, followed soon after by the sounds of the man getting back in his truck and driving off.
	"Is he finally gone?" Lena asked rhetorically as she poked up her head.
	Justin stood and brushed a microwave burrito wrapper from his leg. "Yup."
	"Cool. Where were we?"
	Ever since Mr. Tallevasco (Lena's dad, and now Justin's, too), had started up the weekly trash collection, there was significantly less stuff to root through at the dump. Sure, it was fun sitting in the back of the Green Beast, sipping lemonade and looking through all the stuff they'd spent the day collecting, but it wasn't quite the same. Dump-crawling was its own 'thing'. If nothing else, it was nice to get out in the open air and warm summer sun while digging around in the bags. It made Justin feel like an archaeologist searching for buried treasure. Or a private detective snooping through the rubbish to uncover evidence of a heinous crime.
	Plus, it was also nice just to play outside with Lena. Today she was wearing a really cute orange two-piece bathing suit (which looked lovely against her nearly-white-but-still-grey fur), because it was just too darn hot to wear much else.
	Justin could see every inch of her strong, furry legs, normally hidden by blue jeans or her favorite overalls. He thought she also had cute feet, which was odd because they were typical rat paws; furless, with long toes and long claws, and actually not cute at all by anyone else's standards. But since they belonged to his best friend, since they were a part of Lena, Justin thought they were pretty nonetheless.
	The swimsuit was also a little tight, so on a couple of occasions already Justin had caught sight of her nipples slightly straining the thin fabric. He'd blushed hard and turned away both times, afraid that Lena might be mad if she caught him.
	He would have been rather surprised to know the truth: that she would have been flattered.
	She also would have been excited, since she'd been ogling him all day too. Her roguishly handsome, skinny wolfox friend was wearing a loose, dark blue tank top and tight black shorts. A couple of times she'd noticed the little bulge in his crotch and had grinned in delight.
	Without either of them admitting it, the two young wastelings had both begun to consider that being more than just best friends might be nice. Might even be wonderful. They were a boy and a girl, after all. They were close enough to share their deepest secrets, and were even soul-siblings now, thanks to Justin's rebirth in the back of the Green Beast months before (an event which had left them with the curious side effect of being able to reverse their genders at will).
	Lena had first noticed these feelings the night Justin had finally shown her his poems. Even though his father had torn them up, Justin was clever and determined enough to have saved the pieces and taped them back together again later. He'd copied them all into a little red school notebook. One night he and Lena sat on the porch, crickets singing all around them, fireflies dancing in the distance, and he had read them to her. Lena thought they were all masterpieces. Justin's eye for detail amazed her, and she liked how the subjects of his verse were small, quirky, miraculous little moments that many other people would never notice, much less appreciate. She began to realize that she was truly falling in love with him.
	Justin had realized what his heart was telling him much sooner. On the night of his rebirth, when the Beast's compactor had been inches from crushing him and Lena together, she'd said she loved him. He'd said he loved her more, and it was absolutely true. His last thought before his temporary death was that, if he survived this experience, he vowed to prove to Lena he'd been telling the truth.
	There just hadn't been a good time yet. The little wolfox sighed as he watched Lena's spaghettiesque tail waving to and fro behind her as she bent over to look through another garbage bag. She was the bravest, funniest, most caring and selfless, and most beautiful girl he'd ever met. She made him feel better about himself as a furson than anyone else ever had. She made him feel like he was important and special; something he'd never, ever felt before meeting her. Plus she knew every swear word in existence and could belch like a truck horn. He knew he wanted to spend his whole life with her.
	But how to tell her? How to bridge the gap? And what if she didn't feel the same way? What if she got pissed off and pushed him in the trash and stomped off home and glared at him all through dinner tonight and got her Dad angry at him too and they kicked him out of the house and he'd end up lonely and broken-hearted forever and ever and ever until the end of time?!?
	Justin was starting to give himself a headache.
	Suddenly, as if pinched on her bottom, Lena straightened up and started looking wildly around the dump.
	"What is it?" Justin asked concernedly. "Is someone else coming?"
	She bit her lip. "Nooooo.... I just gotta take a leak."
	Justin chuckled.
	She glared at him, but playfully. "Ha ha! You're lucky! Boys can just drop trou and piss anywhere they want! I gotta run all the way home now!"
	"Have you forgotten you can turn into a boy whenever you want?" he asked, as if that should have been obvious.
	She blushed and kneaded her swimsuit top in her paws. "Yeah, but... I tried peeing with a dick once, and it felt... weird."
	Justin did not mention that he'd tried peeing as the opposite gender once as well, and it had *indeed* felt weird. "Well, go find a bush or something. We _are_ out in a garbage dump. Who's gonna know?"
	She cocked her head and considered it. "Good point." She looked around and noticed that the edge of the woods wasn't far off. "Okay then. Be back soon."
	Justin watched her run off, the bottoms of her bare feet flashing like little pink taillights.	Suddenly, he was overcome by a rather bizarre desire.
	Out of nowhere, Justin wanted very badly to see Lena pee.
	'No way!' he told himself. 'That's gross!'
	'Oh, and trash-picking and eating sneakers isn't?'
	'Yeah, but if she catches me, she'll be pissed.'
	'So don't let her catch you then, dumbass!'
	'I don't know...'
	'Hurry, or she'll be done before you even get over there!'
	He hesitated a few sweaty moments more.
	"I have no idea why I'm doing this," Justin lamented to no one as he hurried off after the little ratgirl.


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	Lena looked around and picked out a nice shady spot under a leafy tree. Just to make sure, she looked around again to check that no one could see. Then she slowly pulled down the bottom half of her swimsuit and laid it down far enough away on the grass that it wouldn't get splashed.
	Lena squatted down and held her thighs open. She vividly remembered a time when she was very little that this same situation had come up. She and her mother had been sleeping in a large city park for several weeks, and at the moment Mom was out panhandling or whatever it was she did to get money. Lena was alone, and she really had to pee, and the public restrooms were all the way on the other side of the park. She couldn't make it in time, so she'd just squatted and peed by a tree. To her horror, her stream had abruptly changed course in mid-squirt and gone all over her feet.
	As Lena waited for her bladder to relax and let go, she found that the memory was making her feel strange. It had embarrassed her to no end back then, and she also remembered cleaning herself off in the park fountain when no one was watching, but right now the moment was also causing a twinge of... What? Arousal?
	That was odd.
	Then again, she'd peed in the shower plenty of times. What kid hadn't? And sometimes her own warm flow mixed with the warm water felt sort of nice. It was kinda fun, too, to be doing something so naughty.
	Lena looked down and watched as a pretty golden shaft of pee came forth from her honeypot. She found herself fascinated by the way the sun glinted off the wet arc she was making.
	Hesitantly, experimentally, not even sure why she was doing it, she reached out two fingers to her cunny and diverted her stream lower, until just a little bit splashed on her toes.
	"Oh!"
	That felt nice!
	Smiling softly now, surprised by her new discovery, Lena shifted a bit to pee on her other foot. She liked the sensation of the warm liquid trickling all over her furless feet. She wiggled her toes in the gentle trickle.
	The little ratgirl giggled as she continued to pee on her feet. It actually felt good! She didn't know what in the world had possessed her to do this, but she was glad for it.
	Leaves rustled.
	Lena's head popped up.
	She caught a glance of a very familiar tail swishing out of sight behind a bush, and she blushed red right through her cheekfur.
	"JUSTIN!!!"


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	The young wolfox winced so hard he thought he'd snapped his jaw. 'Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit...'
	Lena had seen him peeping. She was gonna be SO furious! She'd kill him!
	Although he had to admit, he'd never expected to see what he'd seen, or feel about it the way he was feeling now.
	Shamefully, tail tucked between his legs, Justin stood up.
	"What were you doing!?" she bellowed at him, covering her 'girl bits' with her paws.
	Justin looked down at the dirt, lower lip trembling. "I'm so sorry. I don't know why I even did it. I'm sorry, Lena. I'm so sorry. I'll never do it again. Please don't be mad at me. No, wait. Okay, you can be mad at me. I deserve it."
	His reaction surprised her. She could tell he was incredibly ashamed, and terrified he'd dealt a mortal blow to their friendship. Her expression softened a bit. "Aw, geeze. I'm not _that_ mad. A little, yeah." Then a thought struck her. "Why'd you wanna watch me pee anyway?" And on top of that; 'Oh crap! He saw me pissing on myself! He'll think I'm a total freak!'	Justin looked up, and was a little shocked to realize that she looked more ashamed than him now. "Um, I just... I dunno. I thought it'd be... interesting."
	"To watch me taking a whiz?" she said, unbelieving.
	He nodded.
	"Why?"
	He gritted his teeth. He stepped forward a bit, and unwittingly answered her question perfectly.
	Lena clapped her paw over her mouth at the sight of a *rampaging* erection bulging out the slick black fabric of Justin's shorts. She couldn't resist a nervous, surprised giggle.
	Justin looked down, realized what she was seeing, and just about died on the spot. "Oh fuckdoodles..."
	Lena finally just gave up and laughed. "Oh Justin, I'm sorry! I'm not laughing *at* you, I promise!" She looked away from that impressive bulge, then couldn't resist looking back with a broad grin.
	"So... are you not mad at me? Or are you? Or no, or what...?" Justin whimpered in confusion.
	Lena shook her head. "Naw, I guess not. Okay, we're both embarrassed as hell right now. Let's just be honest. You saw me peeing on my toes, right?"
	Blushing like his cheeks had become two shiny red apples, Justin weakly nodded.
	"And you liked it, right?" she asked coyly, pointing to his protruberance.
	"I..."
	"I don't mind if you do," she said softly, and sincerely, not wanting him to feel embarrassed anymore.
	Justin let out a deep breath. "Yeah. I did. It was kinda yiffy."
	She came closer. "Watching me pee?"
	"Uh huh."
	She gave him an extremely cute smile. "I liked it too."
	He managed an awkward smile back. "Really?"
	She nodded, and came close enough that she could reach out and take his paws in hers. "And I like that *you* liked it."
	Justin's smile grew. "Really? I mean, we're cool now?"
	"Totally cool," she affirmed in a soft purr. She took a deep breath herself. "Justin, do you think I'm sexy?" she asked, sounding suddenly quite vulnerable.
	The young wolfox felt a ray of hope in his heart. Her tone was gentle and earnest. She was *hoping* he'd say yes! "Yeah, I do. Of course I do! You ARE sexy, Lena. You're the prettiest girl I've ever met. I love your feet, and your ears and your eyes, and your cute butt."
	She giggled and looked away for a moment. "I have a cute butt?"
	"Duh!" he said emphatically.
	She seemed very pleased by that. "You're cute too, Justin. For a long time now, I've been thinking about us being boyfriend and girlfriend for real. I mean, we've kissed, but it's been in kind of a best-firendsy way so far. And now we're sort of like brother and sister, but we're not related. So I guess it's okay...?"
	"I'd love to be your boyfriend," Justin said softly. He leaned closer and kissed her, light as a raindrop, on her lips.
	She let go a tiny gasp of surprise, then threw her arms around him, driving deep into the kiss herself.
	Suddenly, Lena's bare crotch brushed against the hard lump in Justin's shorts, and they both jerked away like they'd had an electric shock.
	For a second, they just looked at each other and waited for their hearts to stop beating like jungle drums.
	"Um..." said Justin.
	"Yeah, um," Lena agreed.
	"So... Um..."
	"That was fucking incredible!!" Lena burst out before she could stop herself.
	Justin's cock jumped up at the words. "Seriously?"
	"It was _warm_," Lena said in wonderment.
	"Well, yeah... And, uh, your cunny is really, um, beautiful, really," he replied, and felt like a total dork.
	She giggled. "'Cunny'?"
	He shrugged. "What do you call it then?"
	"My honeypot," she said proudly.
	"Okay then, your honeypot is beautiful. And seeing you pee was just mind-blowing. It was the sexiest thing I've ever seen!"
	Lena grinned at that. "Oh, really?" She reached down to spread herself a bit, then forced out another short squirt.
	Justin stopped breathing.
	"You like that?" Lena asked gleefully, loving how much she was captivating her favorite wolffox.
	"Ohhhhhh yeah..." Justin said, nearly drooling.
	Lena was excited now. This wasn't exactly how she'd pictured them declaring their love for each other, but it was certainly enjoyable! The little rat squatted down again and prepared to give a really good show. She still had about half a bladderful of pee, and she was not going to let it go to waste (so to speak).
	Justin came closer, entranced like a hypnotist's willing victim. Lena spread her astoundingly sexy little pink place, and a sudden jet of hot pee jumped out. Justin gasped in lusty amazement.
	Lena giggled again. She could tell this was really turning Justin on! And herself as well!
	"Could you pee on your feet a little more?" Justin asked hesitantly.
	"...Can I pee on yours?" she asked yiffily.
	Justin grinned. He stepped right over and boldly put his feet in the path of her stream. She obligingly blasted out another strong squirt onto them. He actually tossed back his head and released a tiny howl at the feel of that wonderful fluid wetting his furry toes.
	"Does that feel good?" she asked, knowing perfectly well the answer already.
	"Lena! Oh wow!!"
	"I like how it feels too."
	Justin leaned way over to sniff at the now-steady stream of rat pee. His sensitive canine nose was in heaven at the heady aroma. It was like super-concentrated Lena! Everything he loved about her unique, musky scent, but multiplied by a phenomenal degree.
	Lena giggled at his reaction, and diverted her stream up just enough to hit him right on the nose.
	He jerked up in surprise, but then smiled at her excitedly. "Nice shot!"
	"Thanks!"
	Lena's stream started to weaken then, and eventually dwindled to just a few drops.
	Justin dropped immediately to all fours and began eagerly sniffing the ground all around where she'd peed. His ancestral canine instincts were going nuts! The scent of her urine was dizzying and arousing. The femaleness made his rock-hard cock even harder, like a giant phallic diamond, and the preyish aspect of it made him hunger.
	The little ratgirl watched, fascinated by her boyfriend's behavior. Justin was acting just like a pet dog; a nonev. "Justin...?"
	"Mmmmmmm, Lena! Your pee smells great!"
	She was oddly pleased to hear that. "Thank you. So, um, is it true canines are more sensitive to smells than rodents?"
	"Oh, definitely!" he heartily agreed. "This smell is so strong, it's like I can *see* it! It's amazing! I love it!"
	She definitely felt proud now. Something that had come from her body was making him this excited!	Then, her body gave her another urgent signal.
	Before she could think too hard about it and stop herself, she blurted, "Do you wanna watch me poop, too?"
	Justin's head jerked up and his tail wagged. "Seriously!?"
	She bit her lip, feeling her cheeks flush, astonished she'd actually suggested such a thing aloud. "Um, yeah, I gotta go."
	"I'd _love_ to see you poop!" he declared enthusiastically. "That would be so cool!!"
	Buoyed by his reaction, and starting to get excited by the idea herself, Lena turned around and got on all fours. She lifted her tail up, giving Justin a perfect view of her little pink tailhole.
	"You have the cutest butt in the world," stated Justin.
	"Thank you!"
	The wildly aroused wolfox leaned in closer to sniff under her tail. This was something that spoke directly to his barely buried instincts as a canine. Tail-sniffing was in his blood. Justin was enraptured with the sight and smell of the beautiful rat's behind.
	Without meaning to, Lena let out a small, polite fart. "'Scuse me!" she said with a blush.
	Justin inhaled deeply. His tongue flopped out. The aroma was rich, heady, earthy and intoxicating. "Don't apologize," he told Lena.
	"You liked that?"
	"Yup!"
	Lena was starting to become rather aroused herself by the sheer naughtiness of what they were doing. She'd always loved getting dirty and playing messy games. This was just a new, dirtier, messier plateau! To tease Justin further, she let rip another, much bigger, fart.
	Justin moaned in ecstacy and pulled down his shorts. His cock could not possibly stand confinement a second longer!
	Looking back between her legs, Lena squeaked joyfully as she watched Justin's cock pop out. It was even bigger than she'd imagined, a very good size for a boy his age, and it was black! The same color as his nose! Lena didn't know cocks could look like that! "WOW!!"
	That 'wow' was about the greatest compliment he could have received. Justin smiled; bashful and proud at the same time.
	"It's _black_!!"
	"Well, yeah..."
	"I thought dicks were pink!"
	"Most of 'em are, but some wolves and foxes, and other animals too, have black ones. Or red or  even dark purple ones. It's normal. At least, this book I saw in the library said so."
	Lena couldn't take her eyes off of it. It was completely alien, and completely captivating. Even when she'd changed into a boy before, her own penis had looked nothing like this. It was petite, pink and actually about as feminine as a cock could be. Justin's looked exotic ...And tasty.
	The little rat closed her eyes and grunted as her bowels contracted. "Oh! Here it comes, Justin!" she cried out.
	Justin stared at her little pucker, transfixed, as it dilated and opened up like a miniature flower.
	Lena grunted and pushed.
	Before Justin's eyes, her anus widened considerably, and a little knob of brown could be seen. Lena pushed harder and the tip of it emerged into the sunlight.
	A wave of hot, stinky odor filled Justin's nose. It was incredibly strong, but it only excited him more. It was so *powerful*! The smell of Lena's waste spoke to parts of his nose he'd never even known were there.
	Lena gasped softly in pleasure as she gave another push. Her cheeks were burning; she couldn't believe she was actually doing this right in front of someone! But from the little barks and whimpers escaping Justin's mouth, she could tell he was loving this. His pleasure made hers grow even stronger. Making Justin yiffy made her feel yiffy too.
	Slowly, teasingly, the shit emerged from that perfect hole. A creamy, pasty rope the color of dark caramel. It slithered out like a snake, just solid enough to stick straight out for a moment before lazily leaning over towards the ground.
	Justin reached down and started stroking his cock. Oh, this was dirty and bad and naughty and a million other things, but that just made it better! This wasn't just poop: it was _Lena's_ poop. It was special. Whatever came out of his wonderful ratgirl was as wonderful as she was. Justin was seduced by the sight and the smell of this most intimate act.
	Lena pushed a little more, paying attention to just how good it felt to squeeze out a nice log. The smell filled her nose too. It stank at first, and almost hurt her nose, but slowly she was getting used to it. Her arousal transformed the strong stink from something bad to something strangely sexy.
	More and more came out until it dangled at least three inches from her ass. It started to waver. Justin knew it was about to break off, and he suddenly felt like he couldn't possibly let this beautiful thing fall on the ground. It was just too special to land there in the dirt like nothing. It was Lena's after all. Justin cupped his paws and held them beneath the quivering brown.
	Lena looked between her legs to see Justin's cock drooling a thin line of pre, and his hands cupped protectively beneath her turd. 'Oh, he's *not* gonna...!' she thought to herself. She felt her log reach the end of its tensile strength and snap off, and then watched it land right in Justin's outstretched paws. 'Oh my god!!' The sight aroused her from its seeming impossibility. He was actually so into her poop that he was willing to catch it!? Lena gave a good hard push and another minor loaf fell out. Justin caught it too. She could not believe he was doing this!
	Yet some tiny part of her realized why. He loved her, every little bit of her, so much so that even her excrement was sacred to him. She felt a warm wave of love fill her at this realization. "You c-caught it..." she said with a trembling voice.
	"Yeah," he admitted dazedly. "I had to. It's beautiful! It came from you, Lena. And it's so *warm*! I can feel your warmth in my paws!"
	The excitement in his voice made her honeypot tingle. She hadn't even realized it, but she was getting more than a little bit moist down there.
	A third poo wiggled its way out, grew to a respectable length, and also dropped into Justin's hands, leaving a little brown smear on Lena's pucker.
	Lena rolled onto her side and turned around. There was Justin, looking reverently upon the pile of her poop he was holding, with a giant erection!
	"Um... This isn't too weird for you, is it?" he asked hesitantly.
	Lena scooted closer. "No... It's kinda cool. I can't believe we're doing this! And I can't believe how sexy it is..." she admitted in a low voice.
	"I'm glad you think so," he said. He lifted the pile of brown to his nose and gave a long, loving sniff. He grinned as if smelling hot cocoa, or pizza fresh from the oven.
	"You really think it smells good?"
	"Uh huh. I guess wolves are just hard-wired to like poop." He blushed a bit. "Don't ever tell anyone this, but just about all canines are notoriously hard to potty-train. We like using our diapers too much. Like, the idea of carrying around our own scent. It's an instinct thing. My brother Greg wore 'em until he was five!"
	Lena giggled. "No shit?" she said, then laughed at the unintended pun.
	Justin laughed too. Then he looked back to the warm mess he was cradling. "What should we do with this?"
	Lena leaned closer and sniffed it herself. The odor didn't seem nearly as bad now. She thought she could easily grow to like it. "I dunno."
	Justin got an idea, but he thought there was no way he could actually do it. There was no way Lena'd be cool with it.	She noticed the way he was looking at it. She noticed his mouth was watering. Justin was reacting exactly as if he were holding a plate of fresh-baked brownies. 'Holy shit! I know what he's thinking!' she realized, and giggled again.
	"You could always EAT it," she pointedly suggested.
	He thought he must be having audio hallucinations. "What!?"
	"You could eat it. I've heard that nonev dogs eat poop."
	Justin had to admit, he wanted to. He didn't know why these strange, primal instincts were so strong, but there they were. He did, in fact, want to eat her batch. Very much so, actually. "O-okay..."
	"You're really gonna?" she asked eagerly. Her eyes twinkled in amazed anticipation.
	"You want me to?" he asked, surprised.
	"Well, we already know we're into this messy stuff. Why not see how far we can go?"
	That seemed reasonable enough. And too, he'd noticed that he and Lena were often in sync with things such as this. Their desires, their most important ones, often ran on tracks side-by-side. He knew she was getting into this as much as him. That was obvious just from the brain-meltingly sexy sight of her yummy cunny dripping clear girljuice.
	"Do it," Lena urged. "Eat it! Eat it all up!"
	Justin brought the pile closer and opened his mouth.
	"Eat my stinky shit!" Lena cheered, eyes wide in lusty fascination.
	The wolfox took a small lick, and found it wasn't anywhere as bad as he was expecting. He took the smallest of experimental bites.
	Lena squeaked. She couldn't believe he was really doing this!
	Justin tossed the little morsel about on his tongue. "Hmmm..." Bitter, yes, and very strong. But the taste was also extremely primal and arousing. And knowing this was something Lena had made just for him... Justin took another bite, much bigger this time.
	"Oh my god! Eat it, Justin! Eat it up!"
	Justin did, in fact, eat it up. He growled lustfully as he gobbled up the dirty, smelly, intoxicating ratshit. His brain was having trouble even comprehending what was going on, it was such an intense experience. 'I'm eating Lena's poop! It came right out of her sexy little ass and I watched it and now I'm *eating* it!!'
	Lena was dumbfounded by how hot this was making her. On a whim, she knelt down suddenly, reached out and took Justin's gorgeous ebony cock in her paw.
	Justin's eyes shot wide open.
	"Do you like that?"	"Mmmph fmmr rrnn!!" he said emphatically through a mouth full of poo.
	She took that as a yes, and began softly yet swiftly stroking him. God, it was incredible! Lena was blown away by how cool his cock was. It was like the greatest toy ever! That startling, exotic, erotic dark color! So unexpected and different! And it was hot and soft and hard all at the same time, pulsing so hard in her palm that she thought she could almost feel his heartbeat in it.
	Justin buried his muzzle in what remained of the poop, smearing it all over his fur, all over his face. He took big, sloppy bites of the poo, the texture almost like thick cake batter. He finished it off, licked what he could off his palms, then lifted his head and howled.
	Without thinking, Lena jumped up and kissed him right on the lips. She stiffened at the awful taste, but pressed onward nevertheless, her arousal making her brain not work correctly. She smashed her lips into Justin's and used her tongue to lap away as much poo as she could get in her mouth. It was filthy and bitter and terrible, but that only made it sexier for her, to be doing something so wrong and so electrifying.
	Justin embraced her as they kissed, licking all over her gorgeous ratty muzzle too, loving its shape and her adorable buckteeth. His maleness ruffled against her soft tummyfur, and that set him straight off.
	Lena gasped as seemingly buckets of goo splattered all over her front.
	Justin growled in an instinctual wolven way as he emptied his seed onto the sweet rat he loved so very much.
	It was squishy and wet and hot and amazing! She wanted more! She wanted to drown in this stuff!
	The two of them continued to lap at one another's mouths, sharing the last of the poo between them and cleaning every last trace away as they kissed and Justin covered her with his cum.


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	When it was over, both cubs were breathing so heard, their hearts thudding so wildly, they both thought they might be about to die. But it was a wonderful feeling nonetheless.
	"You got my tummy sticky..." Lena whispered.
	"Sorry. I couldn't help it."
	"I *wanted* you to, stoopid!" She grinned and giggled.
	He grinned too. He looked down at her bare tummy and saw the streaks of his seed painting her. Little white blobs on her fur and her swimsuit top. There was plenty all over him as well. "Want me to clean you up? I've licked my paw after jerking off before; it's not bad."
	Lena cooed at that thought. "Tell you what; I'll clean up our tummies, and you can clean up my backdoor. Okay?"
	Lena could have sworn Justin's cock boinged like a cartoon spring at that. "Okay, sure!"
	Justin laid out flat on his back in the cool grass and closed his eyes. A moment later, a joyful smile spread over his face at the feel of a gentle little rat tongue scooping up the cream from his tummyfur.
	"Mmmm," Lena said. She hadn't tasted boycum before. She'd switched genders and masturbated plenty of times (penises were certainly good for a quicker, splashier orgasm, she'd discovered), but she hadn't quite gotten up the courage yet to put the results in her mouth. After today, she was sure she would. Justin was right; it wasn't bad. It was thicker than her girl-honey. A little less salty, too.
	Justin took deep breaths as Lena lapped at him up and down. He felt her big, moist, wonderful nose nudging and nuzzling at his tummy. "I love you... I love you..." he couldn't help but whisper.
	A shiver ran through Lena's whole body at the depth of sincerity in Justin's words. It didn't matter how many times he said it. It still meant the world to her. "All clean now. Would you like to lick my tummy, too?"
	Justin sat up and touched noses with her. "How could I not want to lick your tummy?"
	She chuckled adorably. He took her shoulders in his paws and rolled them both over so now she was the one lying in the grass. Justin lapped up his cum like the puppy he was, but Lena was not so serene as he had been. She burst out with giggles and started squirming like a fish, but Justin just held her down until the job was finished and she was all clean too.
	Lena playfully swatted at him. "You're mean! Get off me! You know I'm ticklish!"
	"Make me get off you!" he replied, his grin just as big as hers.
	Lena shrugged. "Okay." With a move like lightning, she hurled her brother off and pounced on him with a mighty thump.
	Justin had the wind knocked out of him. "Yow..."
	"Forgot I'm, like, a bazillion times stronger than you, didn't ya?" she said with a battleship-sized grin.
	"Um, yup," he brilliantly replied.
	Lena got a predatory look in her eye. "Now, did you or did you not agree to lick my stinky, cummy, nasty pussy and asshole clean?" she asked in the sexiest voice she could conjure up.
	"Fuck yeah!!" Justin exploded. "Let me up so I can get my muzzle in there!"
	"Roger that." Lena lifted herself up so he could roll out from under her. She positioned herself on knees and elbows and prepared herself for an enthusiastic tongue-lashing.
	Justin didn't start in right away though. He had to take a moment to properly admire the beautiful sight before him. Lena's nether-regions were an awe-inspiring mess. The fur around her tailhole was streaked with brown. Her pubic fur shimmered with a sheen of sweat and urine and girl-cum. Some of his love-chowder had even dribbled down to join the party. Justin leaned in until his quivering moist black nose was mere millimeters from her perky pink anus, then took in a deep, long, loving, lingering whiff.
	From the way he sighed afterwards, Lena knew he could have ascended to Heaven at that very moment and not noticed. She giggled.
	Then she farted right in his face.
	Justin blinked at the sudden puff of warm air that ruffled his fur and whiskers. He breathed in again, testing her fragrance at first, then inhaling strongly to try and capture every last molecule of it. _Bliss_. Pungent certainly, but also primal and erotic.
	He rested his paw on her tailbase. "Thank you," he said bashfully.
	Lena had intended it as sort of a prank, but was flattered by his genuine gratitude. "You're welcome. I'm glad you liked it."
	"I like all your smells, Lena. Because they're yours. That makes 'em special. You could be the stinkiest girl in the world, and I'd still be sniffing you all day long."
	"Awwww!" Lena could not possibly resist turning around and wrapping her arms around his shoulders in a loving hug for such wonderful words. She closed her eyes and nuzzled his cheek.
	Justin murred. He nuzzled her too, and traced the rim of her ear with his moist nose.
	Lena softly giggled.
	"Mm?" Justin asked.
	"What makes you think I'm not the stinkiest girl in the world already?" she said with a playful smile.
	Justin laughed and hugged his beautiful, incredible, perfect soul-sister tighter. "You might be!"
	"And you're my awesome stinky brother who I love forever and ever..." she whispered to him.	Justin opened his mouth to reply, but his voice was snatched away by a loud, resonant bell ringing out, the sound carrying easily from one end of the dump to the other.
	Both rat and wolffox jumped to their feet. "Dad!" Lena said.
	"Dinnertime!" Justin confirmed.
	Lena dropped back down, hiney in the air. "Quick! Lick me clean as fast as you can!"
	A truly sophomoric chuckle escaped Justin's lips, making him sound briefly like a neanderthal.
	Lena grabbed handfuls of grass in her paws and SQUEAKED loudly as her brother's long, floppy tongue assaulted her backside. Justin kneaded her soft buttocks in his paws and lapped vigorously at the pink banquet before him. The various tastes of poo, pee and cum were head-spinningly strong! Scrumptious! He wanted to howl out how wonderful Lena's mingled flavors were, but he couldn't drag his tongue away from them long enough.
	"Done!" Justin stood up, licking his lips.
	Lena fell over on her side like someone had let all the air out of her. "Hooooooooooly SHIT!! I'mma make you do that again later!" she vowed in between huffs of breath.
	Justin took her paw and gallantly helped her to her feet. "No matter what dad cooks, it won't taste *half* as good as that," he told her sincerely. And they both knew Justin loved Mr. Tallevasco's cooking more than almost anything, so that was really saying something.
	Lena thought over all the amazingly naughty things they'd done together this magic afternoon and grinned ear to ear. She took the time for one more heartfelt hug and kiss on the cheek before taking her brother's hand in his and tugging him along. "Gotta get back before he gets suspicious," she said.
	"He might figure it out anyway," Justin mused. "I'll bet I have some heinously stinky breath right now!"
	Lena cracked up.


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	They got halfway home before Lena went 'Eeep!!' and realized she'd left her swimsuit bottom back at the tree.


	The End
	for now...





AUTHOR'S NOTES
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I started this in February of _2005_, if you can believe it. I got about 3/4ths of the way through it, then just ran out of steam. Thankfully, when I re-read it much later, I realized that it was simply too adorable to leave unfinished. Thanks go to EtherRealty for pestering me about it enough for me to actually get it done. ;)

Started 02/18/05, Finished 07/30/08, Editing completed 11/10/08