

Suzy And Daddy
by Alex Reynard

Author's Note: This story isn't meant to be a full sequel to "Ghost Story", just some yiffy fun. I had originally planned to write a sequel, but it ended up feeling forced. Too 'Hollywood'-y. Much as I wanted to give Milo and Suzy more big adventures, I didn't want to do it at the expense of character or plausibility. Oh well. Anyway, this takes place a few months after the events of the novel. Now, let's see what a certain little mousegirl ghost is up to...


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*part 1*


A sunny winter's afternoon.

Milo was still at school, so Suzy was playing by herself in their bedroom. She had constructed an elaborate ancient city out of various things lying around and her Ruthie plushie was in the midst of another thrilling adventure.

"The bravest mouse in the world sneaked slowly up the dusty corridor," she gravely narrated, "keeping a keen eye out for signs of the hidden treasure chamber. Unaware that just around the next corner was... Araknakar, the giant spider! Aaaaah!"

Richard MacAllister was headed downstairs from his newly-completed bedroom in the attic, carrying a boxfull of things for the first floor storeroom. As he passed by the kids' room, he could hear his daughter supplying all sorts of exciting sound effects to some grand imaginary adventure.

The muscled mouse sat the box down and silently opened the door to Suzy's room. He smiled warmly. It seemed Ruthie was in a battle to the death with a giant rubber spider.

"But then the wall collapsed, trapping Ruthie under huge heavy rocks!" Suzy cried in alarm, and knocked some paperbacks over onto her plushie. "Araknakar closed in for the kill! How would Suzy get out of this one?"

Unable to resist, Richard burst into the room with a loud jungle yell. "Suddenly, Ruthie's friend, the giant South American Mountain Mouse, showed up!" Richard roared mightily. With one swift stomp of his sneaker, Araknakar was vanquished.

"Yaaay!" Suzy cheered.

Daddy reached down and swept the books off of Ruthie. "Hey there, little friend! Good thing I showed up when I did," he said in a good-natured-giant's voice.

"You're a hero!" Suzy said. Grinning, she wrapped her arms around Daddy's legs and hugged him.

Richard looked down and felt his heart warm at his daughter's touch. The first time he'd seen her as a ghost, it had barely even registered. After a year of hopeless grief, he was simply too happy to be with her again to care about her new appearance. But he knew that sometime, eventually, he would have to really come to grips with the fact that his daughter was now a specter from beyond the grave.

And yet, that creepy feeling had never come. Not in the slightest. He'd never felt anything but love for her. He felt a wonderful sense of relief, and even pride in his heart that he could honestly say that he cared only about the fact that he could still see his daughter's smile. The fact that she was a little white cloud of mouse-shaped mist truly didn't matter to him.

"You saved the day, Daddy," Suzy told him, her voice brimming with hero-worship.

Richard sat slowly down on Milo's bed, careful not to crush it. He lifted Suzy up onto his lap. She seemed to weigh only as much as a sunbeam. He gave her a kiss right between her ears. She smelled wonderful; clean fur and something else that was subtly sweet, like cotton candy. "Well, I just couldn't stand by and let that big spider get Ruthie, now could I?"

She giggled and gave him a squeeze.

Richard suddenly got a idea. He grinned in a naughty way. He hadn't done this with Suzy in quite a while; he hoped she'd still enjoy it. "Say, Suzy... That was kinda mean, knocking all those books over on Ruthie, wasn't it?" he asked casually.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"I mean that that was rather naughty of you. Are you a naughty mouse, Suzy?" he said with a crafty smile.

A bright, delighted grin popped up on Suzy's face. Daddy remembered! They hadn't played this game in ages! "Yes, Daddy, I'm a naughty girl!" she happily declared.

"Oh really? Are you a bad little mouse?" he asked playfully.

"Yes! I'm a bad mouse! I'm a bad girl!" Suzy agreed with glee.

"Have you been really, really bad?" Daddy asked.

"Oh yes! I've been just awful!"

"Well then, I think you need to be punished!" he stated.

Suzy kicked her little paws in excitement. "Yes I do! Punish me, Daddy! I'm so bad!"

"I think you need a good spanking!" he said with relish.

"Yes! Spank me! I'm so bad! I need to be spanked right now!" Suzy urged.

"Allright then, my naughty little mouse. Over my knee," he ordered her, his voice holding nothing but caring playfulness.

Suzy eagerly wiggled into position over Daddy's knee, her little round tush sticking straight up in the air. She even held her tail cooperatively out of the way.

"Ready for your spanking, Suzy? A good hard spanking for such a bad little mouse?"

"Yes, Daddy! Spank me good!"

"Okay then..."

With that, Richard raised up his giant arm, palm held out flat, and swiftly brought it down on Suzy's rump.

*pat*

Suzy giggled.

*pat pat pat*

Suzy giggled so much she was almost in danger of falling off Daddy's lap. He gently cradled her in his other arm and continued his 'spanking'.

Of course, he was only gently patting her butt. He and Suzy both knew there was no way he'd ever do anything to hurt her.

"Harder, Daddy!" Suzy urged. "I've been soooo bad!"

"Allright, harder it is!"

*patpatpatpatpat*

Just a tiny bit firmer, just enough to make her little tush tingle. Suzy squeaked in sheer delight. She loved this game!

Richard continued to 'spank' his daughter for quite a bit, loving the sound of her happy laughter. When his hand started getting tired, he swooped her up into a hug and held her close and tight. "There we go, my darling Stinky Sock. Good spankies for a good girl."

Suzy cooed in contentment. She nuzzled into the soft fur of her father's shoulder. "Thanks, Daddy. That was so much fun! We haven't done that in so long!"

He tenderly stroked the back of her head. "I don't know why I remembered it just now. It just popped into my head." He gave her a kiss. "And you know you're a good girl, sweetie. You're the very best little girl in the whole world."

"Even if I am a ghost?" she asked.

"Even if you're a ghost," he assured. "You're a good little girl ghost. I love you, Suzy."

"Love you too, Daddy."

They sat and simply enjoyed the heaven of one another's presence a while longer.

Eventually though, Richard remembered his work. He picked up Suzy and sat her down on the floor again. He ran his enormous paw through her soft, soft hair. "Okay, li'l cutie, I gotta get back to work. I'm still figuring out where everything's gonna go in my new room."

"I'm glad you like it, Daddy," Suzy said. "We all worked really hard on it."

"I know you did, Stinky Sock." He bent down to give her another kiss. Then he headed for the door. "And tell Ruthie to keep away from giant spiders in the future!" he warned.

"I will!" Suzy called back.

Daddy shut the door behind him.

In a haze of bliss, Suzy laid back on the cool wooden floor and just smiled. She couldn't believe Daddy had played the spankies game with her again! They hadn't done that in years! She'd nearly forgotten it herself.

Neither of them were absolutely sure how it had developed. It was just another goofy thing they liked doing together, like the whole Stinky Sock and Musclebound Dumbass nickname thing. Such silliness just sort of 'happened'. Without any thought, simple joyful moments like that were born in moments of complete spontaneity.

Although Suzy did eventually figure out why the game meant so much to her and Daddy.

Mommy had spanked Suzy all the time, and those times it most certainly was _not_ a game. Cheryl would hit her daughter as hard as she could, sometimes with whatever object was in closest reach, all the time calling her the filthiest and most hurtful names she could come up with. She claimed it was punishment, but Suzy knew better. Mommy just enjoyed hurting her, that was all.

So when Daddy would pretend to call her a bad girl and give her a spanking, it was, in a lot of ways, a way for them to make fun of Mommy. To take power away from her. To take something that she did out of cruelty and turn it into something loving. While Suzy was getting spanked for real and tears were streaming down her cheeks from the pain, she could let her mind drift to Daddy's playful spankings that never, ever hurt.

More than that though, the game was all about trust. It was a symbolic sign, showing that Suzy and Daddy trusted each other implicitly. Suzy knew he would never, ever spank her for real. _Never_! So the game took on the absurdist tone of something so ridiculous it couldn't possibly happen in real life. (In that way, it was similar to another game she and Daddy had played when she was very little, called 'What Don't We Do?'. Daddy would name some public place, and they'd both try to come up with the most absolutely outlandish instances of bad behavior that could be committed there. The ideas would get sillier and sillier and they'd always end up laughing until their sides hurt.)

The spanking game also showed Richard the trust his daughter had in him as well. Despite the fact that he could have easily accidentally hurt her with his immense strength (something that often kept him awake at nights in terrified worry), she hadn't ever, not even once, squirmed away from him when he put her over his knee. She knew he was strong, and it excited her that all that power existed solely to protect her; never to harm her.

For both of them, as silly as it seemed on the surface, the spanking game was an important ritual of healing. Mommy's spankings were meant to cause as much pain and misery as possible. Daddy's spankings were meant to make all of that go away; to make Suzy feel happy and loved, and safe.

While Suzy mused upon all of this, a question she'd been meaning to ask Daddy for some time was surfacing in her mind again.

'It's wrong,' a little voice inside told her.

'No, it's not,' she insisted.

'He won't want to. He'll be too freaked out that you're dead now,' the voice hissed.

'He will not! Daddy loves me! He doesn't care what I look like!' she screamed back.

The voice had no reply, because it knew Suzy was right.

She sighed. "I have to ask him. I just have to."

So it was settled then.


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*part 2*


Two nights later, everything was perfect. Milo was already asleep and so were his parents. Suzy floated up through the walls and floors of the house to peek into Daddy's new bedroom. The whole attic was lit by just the tiny warm light of Richard's reading lamp. He was sitting up in bed, shirtless, idly leafing through one of his old books.

'It's now. It's gotta be now,' Suzy told herself.

She floated up through the floor and padded silently to her father's side. "Hey, Daddy."

Richard put his book down right away, marking it with a bit of cardboard. "Hey, sweetie. You're up pretty late." He noticed the intense, somber look in her eyes. "Is something wrong?"

Suzy climbed up onto the bed next to him. "Um, I don't know. There's something I've been meaning to ask you ever since you came back," she said in a timid voice.

Whatever it was, it definitely had his little girl worked up. Richard scooped her up beside him with one arm thick as a tree limb. She curled herself up into a little misty ball of fur. She looked so tiny next to him, as if he could just pick her up and toss her in the air like a basketball. "What is it, Suzy?"

She nestled happily into him. It was like a warm wall of musky fur. He was a bit sweaty, but she didn't mind. She liked his strong Daddy-scent. She closed her eyes and breathed in.

Daddy waited patiently, letting her get comfortable. She would decide when she wanted to ask her question. He wanted her to feel safe, to know that she could ask him anything she wanted without fear.

When Suzy thought the moment was just right, she gathered her courage. "Okay, um, I wanted to ask you about something. The spanking game reminded me of it. Something we used to do back when..." She stopped abruptly. '...when I was alive'. But she didn't need to say that, and he understood.

He nodded. He was beginning to have an idea of what she was talking about. "Go on, honey."

"Daddy..." She looked up to him, her blue eyes glistening in the warm reading light. "Can we do yiffy stuff again like we used to?"

The question was one Richard expected, yet was still unprepared for. It was a topic which held great amounts of both joy and guilt for him. They had indeed done things together. Tender, close things. But things a father and a daughter should not do. He'd felt himself torn apart so many times at not knowing whether it was right or wrong.

Daddy looked pained. Suzy bit her lip, ashamed now of even bringing the subject up again.

Richard looked down at her sad little face and brought out the one fact his inner worries could never argue with: it made Suzy happy. She had never once said no. She had never seemed even the slightest bit uncomfortable. If she had, he would have stopped that very instant, and stopped forever. Yet she had always been the one to come to him and ask.

Just like she was doing now.

Richard looked down at his daughter, curled up in his gentle embrace. He could see in her eyes that she was mad at herself for making him feel this way again. He would not have that. None of it had ever been her fault. All of the bad feelings on his part had only ever come from his own inner demons. Suzy could never make him feel this way, this strange, conflicted sensation of being torn in two.

"Daddy? I'm sorry," Suzy said in a tiny voice.

Richard held her tighter. He leaned down to nuzzle her soft fur. He gave her a dozen little kisses. "Hush, sweetie. It's okay. You don't have to be sorry for anything."

She shut her eyes tight and wrapped her whole body around him, feeling the warmth and power of her Daddy's huge body. His enormous, beautiful body. Daddy was so beautiful and handsome. "Oh Daddy... I am sorry. I know we already talked about it, that we couldn't do it anymore. But all those reasons are gone now!"

She sat up and looked right into his eyes, her gaze fierce and focused. She had thought this through so many times, her argument was ironclad. She held up her paw and curled one finger. "Okay, so, number one: you were worried that Mommy might catch us. Mommy's gone now. Forever! We don't ever have to worry about her again."

She curled a second finger. "Two: you were worried someone else might find out and they'd send you to jail. Well, I'm a ghost now, so everybody thinks I don't exist. They couldn't put you in jail for doing stuff with a girl who isn't even there!"

She curled a third finger. "Three: you were worried you'd hurt me by accident if we went too far. You don't have to worry anymore! You can't hurt me! Even if you rolled over on top of me and squished me, I could just float through the bed!"

She curled her fourth finger, and then put her paw down on Daddy's furry chest. "And fourth, you always worried that it'd hurt me, that it would screw up my head. It won't, Daddy. When we used to do that kind of stuff, I never felt weird about it. I never wanted you to stop! It's like the spanking game; I knew you'd never, ever do anything to hurt me, so I always felt good. I felt safe. You'd hold me and I'd feel so safe in your big arms."

She was almost in tears by now. "Daddy, please..."

Richard could not stand a second more. He put his arms around his wonderful daughter and held her tight. He lifted her up to lay atop his chest so he could kiss and nuzzle her. "Sweetheart..."

"Daddy, can we? I'm not scared. No one'll ever know. Please... I remember all the times we..."

He put a finger feather-lightly to her lips. "Shhh, little Stinky Sock. It's okay. You don't have to convince me any more. You're right. You're right about everything. You presented a very well-reasoned case there, sweetie. Very convincing. Have you been watching a lot of court shows?"

She giggled. "No, I've just been thinking about how worried you'd get afterwards. We'd have so much fun ...and then you always had this awful look in your eyes after. I don't think you knew that I noticed, but I did. You looked like we'd done something terrible, and we hadn't! It was nice! It felt so good. You made me feel so good, like you loved me more than anything. I liked feeling that way, but I hated seeing you looking so guilty, like you'd been beating me up or something."

He closed his eyes. He ran his fingers through her hair, then along the ridge of her back. "I know. I'm sorry, sweetie. You understand though, right? You understand why I felt like that?"

Suzy nodded. "Uh huh."

"It wasn't that I could've gone to jail. I wasn't thinking about what would happen to me. I was worried about _you_. I'd hear on the news all the time about some sicko parent molesting their kids, and I'd know that I was doing the exact same things to you. It was hell for me, trying to convince myself that I was different. That worry-voice kept telling me I was a horrible person, that I deserved to burn in hell, that I was corrupting you. And I tried to tell it so many times that I'd never hurt you. That I only did it because you asked me to, that you wanted to do it with me. I'd see that happy smile on your face and I knew you were loving every minute, that you weren't scared or uncomfortable at all. I told you so many times to tell me right away if you ever felt like that."

"And I didn't," she reminded him. "You told me every time to tell you if I wanted to stop. And I never said anything because I never wanted it to stop!"

He patted her head, and then caressed along the rim of her right ear. "I know. I trusted that you would; that you knew what felt good and what didn't. I did everything I could to make sure you knew that you never had to be afraid to tell me to stop. You wouldn't hurt my feelings, I wouldn't be angry with you. I'd be proud of you, sweetie."

Suzy let out a tiny squeak of mixed sadness and love. She knew they had to say all this again. She knew it, but she hoped one day they'd reach a point where they wouldn't have to. It made her so glad to know her Daddy cared so much about her, that he always let all the decisions be up to her. But she wanted to convince him once and for all that she trusted him one hundred percent. They could do anything he wanted to do as well. She wanted him to try new things with her. She knew all of Daddy's touches were good touches.

"Daddy... Um..." she started.

"Yes?" he whispered in her ear.

"There's something else I have to tell you before we do anything."

He looked a little concerned. She sounded more than a little ashamed. "What is it? I won't be mad, I promise. No matter what it is."

She tried to gather her courage for a second time. Then, she let it out. "Okay. Um... Milo and I have done some yiffy stuff too."

This surprised him, but it wasn't anything earthshaking. "Oh? Like what?"

"Well, I told you how he figured out that I could possess him, right? So I could go places with him?"

Daddy nodded.

"So, the first night I was inside him, he was asleep, and I couldn't resist touching his... you know. His boy thing."

"And what did Milo do?" he asked.

"He was a little freaked out at first, but he said he didn't mind. Then he got up to pee and since I was inside him, I got to see what it felt like. It was really cool! After he was done, we went back to bed and he let me keep on playing with it. It felt great! I could feel every part of him while I was inside him! And he squirted his white stuff, and it was incredible! He lapped it up, and I could taste it too, and it was yummy!"

She sounded quite happy and excited about the whole experience. "Have you two done other things like that?" Daddy asked.

"Oh yes. We yiffed a few nights later. See, that was the day before he confronted Mommy, and he needed to get to sleep, so I thought it would help him relax. He told me I didn't have to do it just because of that, that he wanted me to be happy more than anything else. So we talked about it for a bit, and we cuddled, and we touched each other all over and hugged 'n kissed for a while. Then I put his penis in my cunny and we yiffed! It was wonderful! He told me he loved me about a hundred times, and I told him I loved him too. It didn't feel dirty or bad or wrong or anything like that." Suzy smiled just thinking about it. "I felt so good. Just like I did when we'd do yiffy stuff together."

Richard had been a bit apprehensive, but he'd heard what he wanted to hear. "So Milo wasn't forcing you to do anything?"

Suzy seemed shocked by the very idea. "Oh *no*! We've done it a few more times, and he's always really, really respectful about it. Milo's a perfect gentleman," she said with a smile.

"I love Milo," Suzy said softly. "He's so smart and kind and brave... He's just like you, Daddy. I'd trust him with my life. I'd trust him to do anything with me."

Richard nodded. He smiled. "I'm glad to hear it, sweetie. I guess I'm not surprised that you two little ones would be curious about stuff like that. Especially with you runnin' around naked all the time," he said, and gave her bottom a little pinch.

Suzy squirmed and giggled. "You really don't mind?"

A small part of him did, but a bigger part of him knew Milo's heart too. He knew the little fox was one of the most trustworthy and selfless fursons he'd never met. The thought of the foxboy and his sweet mouse cuddling happily together made him smile. "I don't. I'm glad you and Milo make each other happy. But, just because I have to know, is it really the same as with me; do you know for certain that if you asked Milo to stop, he would?"

"Of course," she answered without any hesitation. "I don't even have to think about it."

That was exactly what he'd hoped to hear. "And, have you told him about us?"

Suzy shook her head. "I wanted to. But I didn't. Milo deserves to know, but I thought it would be wrong to tell him until I knew how you felt about it. Would you mind if I told him?"

Richard thought a bit. It was a secret so deep he felt like he could never even speak it aloud to himself, much less actually tell anyone else. But if there was one furson he felt he could trust, it would be Milo. It was a hard decision, but he made it. "Allright, I guess I don't mind. It's fair. If I know about him, he should know about us."

And then, from the opposite end of the attic, there came the sound of a small door's hinges creaking.

Suzy and Daddy looked and saw two pointy black ears emerge from the trapdoor in the floor.

"I'm sorry," Milo said. "I kinda heard everything."


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*part 3*


Milo had discovered the trapdoor weeks ago, while he was working with his father to fix up the attic into Richard's new bedroom.

It was perfectly hidden. He never would have found it if not for pure luck. He'd dropped a pawful of screws on the floor by accident, muttered a mild swear word under his breath, then hunched down on all fours to hunt for them. In between two beams, there were two tiny lines running parallel to the floor supports. It looked like a secret compartment of some sort. When he thought about it, and pictured the layout of the rooms in his mind, he realized that it was almost exactly over where his bedroom closet was.

Later on, when Suzy was occupied elsewhere, he had done some snooping. His sharp fox eyes had detected the outline of a hidden panel in the woodwork at the back of his closet. He jammed a screwdriver into the joint and carefully began to pry.

There was a little secret staircase.

Suzy undoubtedly knew about it because right at the foot of the stairs he found a little pink oval box. There was a miniature gold padlock on it. But Milo wouldn't have opened it anyway. The box was obviously meant for Suzy's most special treasures, hidden in her own secret place. He would never dream of invading that privacy. Especially when he knew his own little secret box was hidden away somewhere safe in the house too.

Back to the moment, Milo had been trying to get to sleep but wasn't able to relax his mind enough. He was thinking too much; about school, about books, about Suzy. He'd gotten up to get something to drink when he thought he heard voices coming from the attic. Despite knowing it was wrong, he found himself sneaking to his closet, lifting away the hidden panel, and climbing the secret stair. He lifted the trapdoor barely a fraction of an inch, just enough for his sensitive ears to pick up the conversation.

And it was certainly an unexpected conversation.

"It's fair. If I know about him, he should know about us," Richard had said at last. Milo knew he couldn't just keep standing there eavesdropping like a spy. It was wrong.

He popped the trapdoor open and bravely stood up to face them.

"I'm sorry," he said, eyes cast downward in shame. "I kinda heard everything."

For just a moment, everything was perfectly silent. The kind of silence that can only happen after midnight in winter.

Then Richard said soft and caring, "It's okay, Milo. Come on over here."

The little sandy fox walked over, his pajamas rustling faintly, his tail nervously swept down behind him. He stood at the edge of the bed.

Suzy and Daddy looked at him. "You found my secret passage," Suzy said.

"Mm hmm," Milo replied. "I didn't mean to. And I didn't even touch your treasure box."

She smiled sweetly. "I knew you wouldn't."

Richard patted the bedsheets. "You can sit down with us, Milo." His eyes and his tone added 'if you're comfortable with that, of course'.

Milo sat on the edge of the bed.

Richard held his arm out, asking silently if Milo would mind a hug.

Milo did not, in fact, mind a hug. He was glad they weren't angry with him for snooping. He skootched closer to lay down upon the big mouse's side. Richard was very warm. His fur held a soft scent of muskiness. Milo liked it.

Richard slowly put his arm around Milo, giving the boy every chance to say no if he wanted to. Milo gave no such sign. He laid his head on Richard's shoulder and the big mouse gave Milo a pat on the arm. "You heard everything?" Richard asked.

"Most of it," Milo confirmed.

Suzy slipped down off Daddy's chest to lay at his side. Now Richard had one little furry kid for each arm.

"Is there anything you want to say? To ask us?" Richard asked softly. He did his best to let his tone convey to Milo that he was not angry with the little fox, that Milo was free to say anything at all he wanted.

Milo thought a bit. "Um, you really don't mind that Suzy and I...?"

Richard just smiled. "No, I don't," he said with gentle firmness. "It's okay. I want you two to be happy. That's all that matters to me."

Milo finally smiled. His nervousness was starting to melt away. He looked over at Suzy and she smiled warmly back to him.

"Anything else?" Richard asked.

"Yeah, I guess," he said after a moment of hesitation. "What types of yiffy stuff did you guys used to do? How did it start?"

That was a natural thing to want to know. Richard gave Suzy a little pat on her bottom. "Would you like to tell him?"

Suzy nodded. "Okay." She sat up a little bit so she could see Milo better. "It kinda started when I was a baby," she began.

Milo settled in, ready for another of Suzy's stories.

"I don't remember it really, but Daddy tells me that when I was really little, I loved having him change my diapers," she admitted with a little blush. "He said he thought that's where it started. He'd wash me all clean and I'd wiggle about and squeak."

Richard grinned fondly at the memory. "You looked so happy, sweetie," he told her. "You had this big bright smile you'd get whenever I'd wipe you clean with the washcloth. You always giggled when I'd give you a little pat on the tush afterwards."

Suzy blushed a bit more. She also made the connection that maybe that was part of why she enjoyed the spanking game so much. But back to the current train of thought... "Anyway, I've always liked it when Daddy would touch me. I loved being picked up and held when I was real little. That's one of my earliest memories. I was real young, maybe just two, and Daddy seemed *huge*. Bigger than a skyscraper! I'd lift my arms to him and make baby noises, asking him to pick me up. Then he'd bend over and scoop me up like I didn't weigh anything at all! Up, up, up I'd go. Being so little, it felt like I was way up in the air. But I always felt safe. Daddy'd hold me in his arms and I knew I was safe there."

Milo smiled, remembering moments of his early years with his mother and father that had held the same pure and honest love.

"So, when I got older and Mommy started getting crazy, Dad and I hugged a lot more often," Suzy went on. "We had to comfort each other. Daddy still seemed huge to me. I've always liked that. He's like some big magic genie that makes everything all better."

Richard could not resist snuggling and kissing his wonderful daughter upon hearing that.

"See what I mean?" Suzy asked Milo.

The little fox wagged his tail. Suzy and her father shared such an intense connection of love that their happiness almost always rubbed off on whoever was nearby.

"So whenever Mommy was being mean, I'd run to Daddy and he'd hug me and we'd both feel better. I told you how sometimes after she'd spend the whole night fighting with him, Daddy'd come up to my room and we'd cuddle and say how much we loved each other."

Milo nodded.

Richard took a deep breath, remembering all those bittersweet nights, those thousands of tears...

"And you know about the spanking game." Suzy had told Milo about that on the same afternoon, after he'd come home from school. He'd laughed a lot, thinking that it reminded him of some of the weird but fun little rituals he shared with his own parents.

"One night, after Mommy'd been yelling at Daddy for a really long time, he came upstairs to check on me. I was still awake, since Mommy was so darn loud. Daddy came in and sat on my bed, and he held me on his lap, facing him. He put his paw on my butt and gave me little pats. I liked it. I hugged him and kissed him and told him to keep doing that.

"He kept patting me, then he kinda slowed down. Then he was just holding my butt in his paw. Then he started rubbing it. It felt even better. He went nice and slow. I liked how I could feel our fur rubbing through my pajamas.

"Then Daddy kissed me, for a really long time.

"Then he stopped all of a sudden and looked scared, like he'd been doing something really bad. He took his paw off my tush like it was red hot. He told me he was sorry, and I told him I didn't understand. He asked if it had felt weird, and I said no. I had to tell him about a dozen times that I didn't mind before he could relax."

Richard was trying hard to keep his mouth shut. It was hard to hear all these secrets being said. He'd kept all these memories locked up tight for so long, hopefully forever, hidden away permanently by his own guilt.

"A few nights later, he was getting the tub ready for me to take a bath. I took off my clothes and he started to leave. I told him to stay so we could talk.

"He sat down by the edge of the tub. Then I asked him if he'd touch my hiney again, like he did before. He looked really worried, so I took his paw and put it on my butt and told him it was okay. I finally got him to smile, and he rubbed my butt a little bit. It felt really nice. The warm water all around me, all the bubbles; they smelled like strawberry... Daddy making me feel good..." Suzy sighed in bliss.

"I really remember that night. Daddy washed me all over with the washcloth. He shampooed my hair, then styled it into funny shapes with all the soap suds." She giggled. "Then when he lifted me out, he touched my cunny. Just for a second; he didn't even realize it. But it felt really exciting! It was so sudden, like a bee sting, but it felt incredibly nice! That night I sat in bed and touched my cunny for a long time."

"You were an early bloomer, darling," Richard noted.

"When did you first notice, Milo?" Suzy asked.

Milo was a bit embarrassed. "Um, just last year." He thought *he'd* discovered it early...

Richard gave him a good-natured pat on the back. "You're perfectly normal then, Milo. I started playing with myself at the same age too."

Milo was glad to hear that. There were a lot of questions on this topic that you really couldn't just ask someone 'Is this normal?'. There was always that fear that, no, that was completely _abnormal_, and you'd get laughed at.

Feeling comfortable with Mr. MacAllister now, Milo decided to interrupt briefly with a very big question that had been bugging him for some time. "Um, have you ever, um, thought about other guys too? I mean..."

Richard chuckled softly. He skritched behind Milo's ears. "That's also perfectly normal, if I understand correctly what you're asking. I remember being your age, thinking about cute girls. Every now and then I'd think about one of my guy friends in just his fur and I'd think I was some kind of weirdo."

"Yeah, exactly!" Milo said, then blushed rather severely.

Suzy giggled.

"Hey, it's okay," Richard comforted him. "I'm sure every guy on the planet has thought things like that. There's nothing wrong with it. There's also nothing wrong with feeling that way about *only* guys, if that's the case. Your feelings are your own; none of them are ever wrong or unnatural. They're just a part of you. You shouldn't feel bad about who you choose to love."

Even as he'd said that, Richard realized the irony. He could say that to Milo, but he couldn't believe it when it came to his own feelings for Suzy. Maybe it was time for him to take his own advice.

"I've thought about other girls," Suzy mentioned. "My friend Jessica and I even kissed one time. Just for fun. We both blushed, but we liked it."

With a bit of a bashful grin, Richard remembered something too. "Um, this is kind of embarrassing, but one time in college, my roommate and I were kind of drunk, and we ended up both buttnaked on my bed comparing each other's... uh, anatomy."

Milo and Suzy sniggered.

"The next morning was a bit awkward. We got dressed in a hurry, but we at least had the guts to talk about it. As it turned out, the experience cleared some things up for both of us. I was pretty sure I wasn't gay and he was pretty sure that he was. It didn't hurt our friendship any. I was okay with it. We both respected each other, like good friends should. He never made any kind of passes at me, and I finally realized why he always turned me down whenever I asked him if he wanted to go on a double date."

Milo and Suzy laughed again.

"I even worked with a guy for a long time who was probably the most macho, masculine construction worker type guy in the world. I got to be pretty good friends with him. One day at lunch he told me he was gay, right out of the blue, just like that, and that he'd never told anyone else. He said he thought I was the one person he could trust with his secret. He was really, honestly scared that his parents would never speak to him again if they ever found out. I've never told anyone. I'm only telling you guys because you have no idea who he is and the secret's still safe.

"I felt so much sympathy for him. He was just trying to be who he'd always been in his heart, and he couldn't because his parents were both ultra-religious, intolerant bigots who couldn't accept anyone who wasn't exactly like them. I'm not saying being religious is bad, just that a lot of mean people use it to justify the cruel things they say and do."

Milo thought that was very wise indeed. "So, I'm normal," he said, a feeling of freedom beginning to bloom inside of him at the very notion.

"Completely normal," Richard assured.

Milo blushed a bit more, but if Suzy and her dad had been candid so far, he felt he should be too. "Okay, Suzy, you're the first person I've ever felt anything real for, but I've had some crushes. Actually, I used to have a *huge* crush on my old school librarian. She was older than mom, but she was really, really nice to me. And, um, Suzy, you know that white-furred wolf guy in my class you said you had a crush on?"

Suzy nodded, and grinned, knowing what he was about to say next.

"Me too," Milo admitted. "Just a little bit."

"I totally knew, Milo! That day we went to school together? You kept looking at him, like, every five minutes!" she said, but she was definitely laughing _with_ him.

Then Milo said something completely unexpected.

"And, Mr. MacAllister? I hope you don't mind, but... I kinda think you're really handsome too."

Richard was not sure whether to feel flattered or alarmed. "Um..."

"I'm sorry. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable," Milo said softly. "It's just... You are handsome. You're muscly without looking like those huge creepy knobby guys in that protein shake ad. You know, the ones who have biceps as big as my entire body?"

Richard nodded. "I've seen that commercial. I've seen some guys in prison who looked like that too." He grimaced. "Frankly, when you can no longer reach around to wipe your own ass, it's time to admit you have a problem."

Milo and Suzy both snorted with insane giggles at that line, both of them trying to picture that actually happening to someone.

Milo snuggled just a bit closer to the big mouse who was holding him so gently. "And, um... Well, you're really nice. And you're smart. And you like the same books I do. I like you a lot. Mostly as a friend. I mean, obviously it's not the same way I like Suzy." He paused, he licked his lips, unsure how to continue. "But I like it when you hug me too," he said quietly.

Richard beamed. He pulled the boy a bit closer and gave him a soft kiss on his forehead. "I like hugging you too, Milo. I don't mind that you feel that way about me. I think you're a handsome little pup too."

Milo's tail wagged a bit.

"I don't ever want you to feel uncomfortable about being near me, Milo," Richard told the little fox gently. "I promise I'll never hurt you, or touch you in any way you don't like. I told Suzy the same thing. I told her I'd be proud of her if she ever felt she needed to tell me to stop and then did so. I'd stop right that very second. The same goes for you too, li'l fox."

Milo put his paw on top of Richard's and squeezed softly. He gave the big mouse a smile, which said that he understood perfectly. "Thanks."

Suzy was happy to see her Daddy and her best friend getting along so well. "This is why I wanted Daddy to do yiffy stuff with me again. 'Cause I trust him so much."

"That's right, you were telling me about that before I interrupted," said Milo.

"Oh no, you didn't interrupt," Suzy reassured. "I like being able to talk about this stuff. I like that we're not all embarrassed about it. We're not keeping it all bottled up. I'm glad we all know that it's okay to feel yiffy feelings."

"Me too, li'l one," Daddy said, and kissed her ear. "Well said."

"Go on, Suzy," Milo said. "I think you were telling me about you in the bathtub."

"That's right, and then I found out about playing with my cunny. Okay then, so, um..." She paused, trying to remember everything again. "Oh yeah! I started experimenting with myself 'round about then. I'd see how many fingers I could put in, I'd tickle it with the edge of my blanket, I found out that it felt good when I put things inside. Little toys; stuff like that. I even, um, did naughty stuff with my plushies sometimes."

Milo grinned bashfully. He'd done similar things himself. He'd found out it felt nice to rub his maleness on the soft fur of one of his stuffed animals. He'd also done some tentative insertion experiments with his tailhole, but he wasn't quite ready to admit to that just yet.

"A few months later," said Suzy," Daddy came in and surprised me. I had my undies down around my ankles, sitting on the bed, with a little plastic snake stuffed in... um... up there," she said with a rather adorable bashful smile.

Richard smiled too. "I'll never forget that. I almost had a heart attack! Here's my sweet little daughter losing her innocence to a happy meal toy! And my next thought was, 'thank God Cheryl didn't discover this first'!"

Suzy shuddered, just imagining the horrible things Mommy might have done in such a scenario. "Um, anyway, Daddy just kind of stood there staring at me for a second, then I started crying. I thought I'd been doing something really bad and he was going to punish me. But he didn't get mad. He came over and hugged me. He didn't even joke about it being naughty, like the spanking game. He said it was okay if I wanted to do stuff like that, just that it was important to do it in private."

"I especially told her never to let her mother even *think* she might be doing things like that," Richard noted.

Suzy nodded in agreement. "Then, and maybe it was kind of naughty for me to ask.."

"Sweetie, it wasn't," Richard said, cutting her off. "You just didn't know. You were perfectly innocent. You always have been."

Suzy smiled. "Thanks, Daddy." She turned back to Milo. "I asked Daddy if he wanted to play with my cunny too. He got kinda freaked out and said daddies weren't supposed to do that. I asked him why, and he got pretty tongue tied."

"I can imagine," Milo said, feeling sympathetic for Richard. That would be one heck of a bizarre situation for any father to deal with.

"I asked him if he could at least pull the snake out," Suzy said. "And he did. His whole hand was shaking. I giggled as it slid out. Then Daddy put his paw on top of my cunny and asked if that felt okay. I told him it felt great."

"I believe you said it felt 'super-duper excellent'," Richard noted.

Suzy giggled. "Yeah, I did used to say that," she remembered. Milo giggled with her. "I'd been playing with the snake and some of my other toys for a while, and Daddy took me to the bathroom to get cleaned up. He told me to always wash off my toys after I got done playing with them or they'd get stinky. I liked knowing that he was okay with it and that I wasn't doing anything bad. I knew though that Mommy would say it was bad if she ever found out. I was little, but I already knew that Mommy loved taking away anything that made me happy. She used to take my toys away and then keep them for months until I 'earned' them back," Suzy said with a little growl.

From out of nowhere, Milo remembered a time when he was really little. He'd steadfastly refused to clean his room and had been being a bit of a jerk about it. His mom, quite fed up, had finally gone to the kitchen and come back with a big black plastic garbage bag. Upon seeing her reach for one of his favorite toys, intending to toss it in the trash, Milo had bawled in desperation. He stated cleaning up instantaneously. Mom had never had to try that particular trick again.

Suzy continued her own story. "Every now and then, I'd ask Daddy to touch me. Sometimes I just wanted him to rub my tush like he'd done before. Sometimes I asked him to rub my cunny. He told me again and again and again that he'd stop if I told him to. I knew he would anyway. Eventually I'd coax him to touch me a little and it'd feel *incredible*. When he saw how much I liked it, he'd get into it too.

"We did more and more stuff as I got older. Sometimes we'd lay together on my bed in just our fur. I remember the first time Daddy let me see his penis. It looked so big! I asked if I could touch it. He hesitated, but I just kept asking please until he let me. I loved how warm it was!

"One time we took a shower together, both of us completely buttnaked. It was really fun! We got all soapy and we washed each other with the washcloth. Daddy cleaned my cunny, and I cleaned his penis. I even gave it a kiss when I was done. It got really hard then!"

Richard _blushed_. He was thankful that neither of the little ones noticed the slight bulge in the blankets around his waist level.

"We did all kinds of stuff," Suzy said with a breezy smile. "Anytime Mommy would be away for a while, we'd do something together. Sometimes it was the spankies game, sometimes we'd just sit and watch a video or read a book. A lot of times though, we'd go into the big bedroom and cuddle. Sometimes we didn't even do any yiffy stuff. It was enough just to kiss and hug and feel each other's warm fur. We did do a lot of yiffy stuff though. Sometimes I could get him to kiss my cunny if I asked really nice. Sometimes he'd let me play with his penis."

Richard remembered the sensation of those tiny soft paws carefully exploring his maleness...

"I found out what a blowjob was from some girl at school who swore a lot. She was talking about some porn video she'd watched. The way she described it, it sounded nasty. But if it was Daddy's penis, I thought it would be nice. He got really flustered when I asked him if I could. He gave me a whole bunch of reasons why it was bad, but we both knew it was just the same old worries. Finally I got him to sit down on the bed in his room. I took off his pants and undies, and there it was! I guess it heard us talking, because it was hard as a rock!"

Milo giggled. Richard did too, and hoped beyond hope neither of them would notice the ever-growing bulge below the sheets.

"I kissed it. I kissed it a whole bunch of times! It smelled good and it tasted good too. Musky Daddy flavor! I licked it and nibbled on it a little. Daddy said it felt really good and that I should stop before he came. I backed off, and then he jerked off for a bit before he squirted into a kleenex. So yours was the first cum I ever tasted, Milo."

Milo felt oddly proud of that.

Suzy's sunny smile faded just a bit. "Mommy came home then and we both had to scramble to get our clothes back on. I ran back to my room really fast. Luckily, she didn't notice anything.

"Me 'n Daddy were both kind of spooked though. We didn't do anything like that for a long time. We did cuddle again eventually, but it was just for a little bit, just one night. Then one day I asked Daddy if maybe he could yiff me, and he said no. Flat out; no. He said he was way too big and that he'd hurt me. I understood, but I still kind of wanted to. We compromised a few times. He let me lay on top of him in the nude with my cunny just touching the tip of his penis. It felt *really* exciting!"

Her smile faded a bit more. "We did yiffy stuff a few more times. I got Daddy to try licking my cunny, and that was great. But a little while after that...

"...I died."

Milo reached out to take her paw in his. Richard held them both a little closer.

"So I didn't get to see Daddy for a year, and you know all the rest."

Richard stroked his daughter's cheek. "But hey, that's all over. Who's hugging you right now? We're free, remember?"

Suzy's smile returned. She gave Daddy an extra big squeeze. She relished his very presence. It was indeed all over. They had each other now. And as she had explained, all their worries were over.

Actually, though, that was not quite true. Milo had added a new wrinkle to things. "So, Milo, what do you think?" Suzy asked.

"About what?"

"About Daddy and me being yiffy."

He was surprised she'd even asked. "Heck, I don't mind! You two love each other a whole lot. We all know there's nothing bad about it. And we've done yiffy stuff too. Why should I mind?"

Richard chuckled and ruffled Milo's fur. "Thank you, Milo. Can we agree to all keep each other's secrets? Nothing said here leaves this bed?"

"Agreed," Milo and Suzy said in stereo.

Milo thought a bit. "Um, did you two want to... I mean, before I showed up, Suzy, did you want to do... Stuff...?"

She understood, and was happy he'd asked. "It's okay, Milo. It can wait."

The three of them talked for a while longer about little things, little questions. But by then they all pretty much understood the important parts. They shared stories of experimentation, things that were good ideas, and some that weren't. They gently probed one another's limits of what they thought was yiffy. There were surprises, and sometimes surprising things that two or more of them enjoyed.

It was a completely free conversation. They all felt safe saying anything that came to mind. The others might disagree, but there would be no judgment. That was understood and trusted in perfectly.

Little yawns eventually became big yawns. They'd all stayed up way past their respective bedtimes.

And so, the three of them snuggled close and pulled the blankets tight around them. Suzy was in the middle, a ghost sandwich between two handsome slices of bread. Her best friend and her Daddy.

They all exchanged plenty of kisses goodnight. Richard turned off his reading lamp.

Together, they slept peacefully.


     ~~~~~


*part 4*


The next day, which was Saturday, Milo asked his mom and dad if they could all go to an afternoon movie. His parents thought it was a fine idea. They picked through the newspaper listings and spotted a family-friendly comedy that didn't look either dumb or unoriginal (which was surprising, Milo thought). Mom and Dad asked Suzy if she wanted to join them, but she politely declined and said she'd rather spend some time with her daddy.

When they were all ready to go, Milo gave Suzy a hug at the door. Then he tipped her a quick wink as he left.

Suzy waved to him through the livingroom window, grinning a great big grin. She waited until the Lennoxes' car was all the way out of the driveway before bursting out in excited giggles and rushing upstairs.

Richard was in his room doing some curl-ups. One of the things it was taking him a long time to get used to since leaving prison was the idea that he didn't _have_ to exercise for thirty minutes at exactly the same time every single day anymore. He knew it was helping him to keep in nearly-perfect shape, but the sheer stench of 'routine' to it was what got to him. Lately, he'd been daring himself to start his daily exercise at different times. Today he was feeling particularly rebellious, so he'd started fifteen minutes late. It felt fantastic.

"Daddy!"

Richard had been on his back, but he still managed to leap several feet in the air as his daughter's head abruptly shot straight up out of his chest.

The attic rang with laughter as Suzy rolled on the floor.

Richard's heart felt like it'd been briefly wired to a car battery. He managed to get his senses back together, then checked behind him to make sure he hadn't landed on anything fragile.

"Did I scare you, Daddy?" Suzy asked innocently, looking up at him with her big blue eyes.

Daddy leaped onto her with a playful growl and proceeded to noogie her. "You little weirdo! I should have never let you watch that Alien movie!"

Suzy wiggled about, but Daddy held her tight. "Dadeeee! Stop it! I hate noogies!" she whined, while still giggling.

As he'd always promised, Richard did stop immediately. He brought his adorable daughter closer and kissed her on top of her head. He nibbled lightly at her ear and she squeaked in surprise.

"I didn't mean to scare you *that* bad," Suzy apologized. "I heard you from below and decided to surprise you. I wasn't even expecting to pop right through you!"

"It was just a lucky shot, huh?" he said. He stood up then, snatching Suzy up by her ankles and dangling her upside down. She let out a shriek of delight as he swung her around a bit. "You're so naughty!" he teased.

"Airplane ride! Airplane ride!" Suzy squealed.

"You sure?"

"Yes!!"

Wanting only to make his little princess happy, Richard started turning in a circle, keeping a firm grip on her ankles. He spun faster and faster. Suzy whooped and squeaked in excitement. Soon she was spinning almost perfectly horizontal to the ground.

She loved this! Daddy'd only given her an airplane ride a few times before (although the name seemed odd to her; it actually seemed more like being strapped to a helicopter blade). The last time, as soon as he'd set her down, she'd puked all over her shoes. She told him it had been well worth it, but he'd decided it was a bit to dangerous to keep on giving her rides.

Now, of course, the danger was gone. Being a ghost did have its perks at times!

Richard was starting to get dizzy himself, so he carefully wound his spin down and managed to bring them in for a careful crash landing by collapsing backwards onto the bed.

"Yaaay!" Suzy cried. She flung her arms about his neck and peppered him with kisses.

Richard relished the sensation of head-swimming dizziness mingled with his daughter's affection. His smile was wider than a steamboat hull. He gave his darling Suzy a big squeeze. "Have fun, my little aviatrix?"

"Yeah!" Suzy affirmed, rather liking that nifty new word he'd used.

"Not gonna throw up now, are you?" he kidded.

She chuckled. "Nope. I'm not even sure ghosts _can_ throw up!" She suddenly remembered why she'd come up here in the first place. "Oh! I just remembered. I have some good news!"

"What's that?" Still holding her atop his chest. Richard carefully butt-walked himself over to a more comfortable position on his bed.

The little ghost gave her Daddy a coy smile. "Milo and his mom and dad just went out to see a movie. We've got the house alllll to ourselves for a few hours."

By her playful purr, Richard guessed that what she was implying had something to do with what they'd discussed the night before. "I see." He touched their noses together lightly. "Does that mean you're in a yiffy mood?"

Suzy nodded emphatically.

"Did you have anything in mind? Anything in particular?"

She hesitated, still not sure if he'd agree. But then she decided she wanted it too much to not ask. "Do you think we could yiff? Like, for real?" she asked shyly.

Daddy's expression became cloudy for a moment as he stomped hard on his internal worry-voice before it could start up the same old protests again. Last night, they'd talked more frankly about sex than ever before. Suzy had proclaimed her love and trust for him stronger than ever. They both knew this was what they truly wanted. "You really want to, sweetie?"

"More than anything," she said, straight from the heart.

"And you're sure it won't hurt your little cunny?"

She smiled proudly. "Yup, I'm sure! I've been doing some experiments. Ever since I became solid, I've been seeing if I could make just parts of me noncorporeal." She made a mental note to thank Milo again for that word. It came in so handy! "And I can! I can make just one part of me solid and the rest can still float through stuff. Or I can do it the other way around. I tested to see if I could put really big stuff up my cunny."

"Um, like what?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, lotsa things," she said nonchalantly. "My paw, a toy fish, a book, a zucchini, Ruthie..."

That last one was rather shocking. "Ruthie?! You fit Ruthie all the way up inside you?"

Suzy nodded proudly. "Uh huh! I figure your big sexy daddycock can't be any bigger than her," she deduced with a grin.

Richard was partly impressed she'd gone to such lengths to determine if yiffing would be safe, and partly stunned at trying to imagine his own daughter stuffing her favorite plushie up her pussy. Actually, as a little red devil inside him noted, that was kind of a kinky thing to think about.

Suzy noticed Daddy was starting to run out of room in his pants. "Ooh! Looks like someone's already decided they want to!"

Daddy couldn't resist a chuckle. "Allright, yeah, I do. I've just been worried so long that I'd hurt you. It's hard for me to really let myself believe that now that you're a ghost, it's safe. But I trust you, Suzy darling. If you want to try it, if it'll make you happy, we can yiff."

Suzy squeaked in joy and gave him a massive hug. "Thanks, Daddy!!" she exploded. Right away she scrambled down to undo his pants zipper.

Richard giggled at her enthusiasm. He noticed Suzy's wiggly little tush and simply paused for a moment to take in the beauty of his wonderful little daughter's body.

Suzy was awed by the huge bulge in Daddy's underpants. She slid his pants down his legs, then tossed them to the side. She turned around again and simply marvelled at the size of his maleness. "Wow...! It's even bigger than I remember it!"

What a compliment! Richard sat up a little. He smiled at the sight of his daughter admiring his cock. "Go ahead, Suzy. Do anything you want. You know I love you."

She smiled warmly at that. Then, her eyes bright and sparkling with excitement, she pulled down his undies. Suzy gasped. It was gorgeous! A work of art!

Richard grunted as Little Ricky (Dick to his friends) sprang out into the sunshine. He admired it himself. He didn't think he'd had a hardon this impressive in months.

"Damn!" said Suzy. "You're like the Empire State Building, Daddy!"

He let out a bray of laughter. "You sure know how to flatter a guy, sweetie!"

Suzy grinned at him. She loved seeing him so happy. None of that silly guilt or shame was there anymore! She hoped it was gone for good!

The little mousegirl leaned closer and took a sniff. The odor of her father's maleness was very arousing. Warm and musky! She reached out and put her delicate paw on his furry ballsac.

Richard's cock felt like it had grown three more inches in a split second. He had not felt such a touch from his daughter in well over a year. Countless happy, yiffy memories filled his mind.

A part of Suzy could barely believe this was happening. She'd dreamed of being with her daddy in this moment for so long. During that whole lonely year she'd spent by herself in the house, she had thought countless times of them being together like this. She had tucked her fingers in her cunny and brought herself pleasure. But every single time she had, she had cried too. Cried in longing for this moment they were sharing right now.

A small tear did come to her eye, but it was borne out of only joy. "I love you, Daddy," she said softly.

"Suzy, darling, sweetie, I love you too. I love you so much," he told her, his voice gentle and true.

Suzy leaned over Daddy and gave the tip of his penis a little kiss.

Daddy shivered in a shock of pleasure.

She giggled at his reaction, delighted that she could please him so. She wrapped her little paws around his shaft. It was amazingly warm. It was like a little heat generator!

Suzy stroked her Daddy for a bit. The texture of his cock was so wonderful! Everything about it made her happy. It was big and strong, just like him. It rose proudly out of his furry sheath, looking like it was wearing a tiny grey scarf. It was such a sexy pink color. And it smelled of Daddy sweat.

Inside his mind, Richard felt triumph over his own worry-gremlin. 'See?' he told it. 'Look how happy she is! Look how *good* it feels! There's nothing wrong with us doing this together. Nothing at all!' For once in his life, he knew his worries had nothing to say back to him. With Suzy's help, he had finally come to accept that this was what both their hearts really and truly desired, and that there was nothing wrong with that.

Suzy crawled forward a little. The tip of Daddy's penis tickled her tummyfur and she gave a squeak of laughter. She settled down, lying on his tummy, gazing up at him. Her eyes glistened with happy tears. "Daddy... this is so wonderful. I've been wishing for this for so long."

He cupped the back of her head in his giant paw. Gently, he caressed her hair. "Me too, darling. And it feels different for me now too. I think I'm finally starting to get over my doubts about this."

She was more than glad to hear it. She snuggled him, rubbing her cheekfur on his soft tummy, feeling the strong, firm muscle underneath.

"Put it inside me, Daddy," she whispered.

No more words were needed. Richard simply gave her a soft, affirming pat on her bottom. He held her gently in his left paw, then reached underneath her with his right. He clutched his fiery erection and guided it forward.

Suzy trembled in anticipation. She let out a loud squeak when she felt it finally touch her.

Richard was alarmed for a second, until he looked at her face. Her grin was enormous. Her sudden squeak had been of pleasure, not fear.

"Do it, Daddy!" she urged. She wriggled backwards a bit to help him.

He could feel the warmth of her tiny flower. Some part of him still could not believe his massive maleness would really fit in there. He tried to believe in Suzy, did his best to trust that she knew the limits of her own body, and eased himself forward.

Suzy cooed.

Forward again, a little more.

Suzy moaned!

A little more and a little more. It was like sinking it into silk. His daughter was smooth and warm. Her tunnel welcomed him inside with no resistance at all.

Suzy was letting her instinct control her corporeality. She let her insides flutter and expand, knowing without thinking exactly where 'too much' would be. She was nowhere near it. She wanted all of Daddy inside her! "More..." she whispered.

Daddy gave her more. "Does it feel good, sweetie?" he asked.

"Better than anything in the whole world..." she replied dreamily.

A little more and a little more, and finally he was in all the way to the hilt. The entire length of his cock was inside his tiny daughter. She seemed to feel no discomfort at all. It was a feeling he had fantasized about often, but had never until now dreamed could come true. And Suzy was right; it _did_ feel better than anything else in the whole world.

Suzy wiggled her bottom and felt Daddy's hard meat move within her. Tears came to her eyes. The feeling was intense, but only from intense pleasure. Pleasure unimaginable before now. It came partly from the sensations of her trembling cunny, and partly from simply knowing that this fantasy moment was really here at last.

Daddy reached out to hold her gently around her waist. He bucked his hips a little. They both made startled little sounds of yiffiness.

"Again!" Suzy cried.

Richard had been waiting for her to give him a signal that she was ready. With it, he started in to yiff her good.

Daddy bounced his hips. Suzy bounced on top of him. His cock slid out a little, then slammed back inside. It was indescribable! Her mouth opened wide, but all she could manage was an airy little whimper.

The bedsprings began their musical rhythm. Creak. Creak. Creak. Creak.

Richard took it slow, watching Suzy intently for any sign that something might not feel right. Happily, she looked at least as into it as he was. She looked like she even wanted to go faster!

Daddy went faster! Suzy was sitting up now, riding him like a runaway pony!

Richard was exerting incredible control over his body. His ancestral brain screamed for him to just fuck her as hard and fast as possible and cum like a firehose. He squashed down those impulses as determinedly as he could. He was doing his utmost to be as gentle as possible. He was doing this for Suzy. Her pleasure was what truly gave him pleasure. His strong hands held her tight and safe on his lap.

"Faster, Daddy!" Suzy shrieked with delight.

Daddy went even faster!

Creak creak creak creak creak...

'I can't believe I'm doing this! I'm having sex with my own daughter! It's incredible! She looks so happy! I love her so much! I am actually making love to my wonderful little Suzy!!'

'Daddy's really yiffing me! Finally! I've waited so long! It's even better than I hoped for! Daddy, I love you so much! We're really yiffing! Yiff me, Daddy! Yiff me even harder! My big strong wonderful Daddy!!'

Faster and faster!

Creakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreak...

"Daddy! Faster!"

"Suzy, oh my god, I love you! I love you!"

"We're yiffing!"

creakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreak...

A tsunami of unbelievable power surged through Richard's body. He clenched his teeth. The veins on his arms began to stick out. He held his daughter tighter, but even in his moment of complete abandon he did not hold her _too_ tight.

Suzy could feel his whole body tense. This was it!

"Cum in me, Daddy!" she shouted. "Fill me up!"

More than anything, the sheer joy in her cry sent him over the edge. As Richard climaxed, his foremost thought was not his own pleasure, but _their_ pleasure.

A geyser was erupting inside her! A *volcano*! "Daddy!!" Something wonderful rippled through her as well, and soon her own fluids were added to the flood. A nimbus of warmth and love enveloped her entire body.

Richard let out the breath he'd been holding for the last thirty seconds and just collapsed. All his muscles unloosened at the same time. The bed sounded like it was about to fall apart.

Suzy fell forward onto his stomach, panting along with him. She could feel his mighty chest heaving and falling. She could actually *feel* the bass thump of his racing heart.

Richard was in a blissful, unbelieving daze. He couldn't believe it. He'd done it. The one line he'd never crossed, for fear of his daughter's safety. The need for that fear was gone now. He had allowed himself to cross that line. It had been the strongest, most powerful orgasm he could remember. He knew, for a fact, that Cheryl had never made him feel this way. He had never felt so much love flowing back into him from her.

Suzy cooed as she felt the warm, drippy daddy-juice sloshing around inside her. It felt like there was at least a gallon or two in there! She could feel it oozing slowly around the edges of her sex, dripping out along the length of Daddy's shaft. The feeling made her shiver with relish.

"Oh my god, Suzy..." Daddy whimpered.

She giggled. It sounded like he'd just gotten done running a marathon. "That was wonderful!" she purred.

He managed to sit up a little to see her face, though all his muscles now felt like jell-o. Her satisfied, loving, almost _glowing_ smile was beautiful beyond words.

"Thank you," Suzy said softly. She laid her head down on his fuzzy tummy, still looking up at him with her wide blue eyes.

"You are the prettiest, sweetest, yiffiest little girl in the world, my Suzy," he told her tenderly. "My little Stinky Sock."

She giggled at his pet name. "I love you. Oh Daddy... Thank you. It was so... It felt so good... My big sweet Musclebound Dumbass Daddy!"

He giggled too at her pet name. "Do you think we should do this again?" he asked with a smile, knowing the answer already. He could see it in her eyes.

"All the time..." she said softly. She buried her face in his warm fur and hugged him. She sprinkled his tummy with tiny, dreamy kisses.

Suzy silently fell asleep.

Richard's maleness had not yet slipped out. It was still tucked comfortably inside Suzy. Sticky cum dribbled down from their joining.

Richard gathered his daughter up in his arms, resting her on top of his chest with her head on his shoulder. He stroked her hair. "Sweet dreams, Suzy..." he whispered.

***

Quite some time later, after he'd returned from the movie (which was actually even better than he'd expected), Milo decided to go up to the attic and check on Suzy.

He couldn't hear any sounds from up there. He guessed the two of them might have fallen asleep by now. The drop-down staircase in the hallway would undoubtedly make enough noise to wake them up, so Milo took the hidden stairs in the closet again.

The trapdoor released a tiny creak. Milo swiveled his foxy ears around before poking his head up. "Suzy?" he whispered.

He stood up, and saw them on the bed together.

Suzy was lying on top of her Daddy, her little nose buried in the warm grey fur of his chest. He had one massive arm draped protectively over her like a blanket.

Suzy's tiny rose glistened with pearly droplets of cum. Richard's massive maleness, though soft now, was still regal and impressive as it laid dormant across his leg.

They were both smiling contentedly and making not a sound as they slept.

Milo thought it was one of the most touching sights he'd ever seen.

He left them in their peaceful embrace and went back down to his room to paw off. Touching, yes; but it was also incredibly sexy! Maybe Suzy would still be feeling yiffy later on...?


     ~~~~~


*part 5*


Neither of Milo's parents felt much like cooking that night. They still had plenty of 'let's get out of the house and DO something' left after the movie. So when Milo came back downstairs, they told him that they were going to eat out at a restaurant that night.

Milo thought that was a good idea, thanked them both, and zoomed back upstairs to tell Suzy and Richard. The agile little foxboy slipped silently through the trapdoor again.

He regarded them as they slept. He marvelled on how *tiny* Suzy looked next to her dad. Him, a hillside of fur and muscle; her, a single snowflake upon his breadth.

He jogged Richard's shoulder and gently roused him. Richard let out a yawn like a silent lion's roar, opened his eyes, and realized there was a little fox standing there looking at him lying naked with his daughter.

It startled him for a moment, quite badly actually, until he was able to truly see the look in Milo's eyes. The young fox was not disgusted to find them this way, but rather seemed happy for them. Maybe even a little envious.

Milo said that they were all going out to eat soon, so they should probably get up and put some clothes on. Richard ruffled the boy's hair and thanked him for the heads-up.

Suzy giggled and leapt over to Milo, entrapping him in a hug like a pouncing kitten. They talked together as they went back down to their bedroom, leaving Richard alone to dress.

The big mouse pulled his pants on and found strange thoughts in his head. That look on Milo's face... Richard found himself wondering if, just maybe, Milo would like to be included in his and Suzy's yiff-play.

He took a deep breath and shook his head. That was an area he wasn't sure he was willing to get into. Suzy was his daughter, but Milo had his own family. Who knew how they'd react if they ever found out he'd touched their son? Throwing him out of the house would be the least of his worries.

But Milo was so *cute*! That bushy tail, those charming glasses... If Richard was to be honest with himself, he had to admit that he would love to have the young kit curled up in his arms, smiling that sweet, shy smile of his, wearing nothing but his fur...

Richard headed downstairs and came to a small, flimsy decision. He would just stop thinking about this. Totally and completely. Unless Milo came to him and asked. If he knew for certain that the little fox wanted to be with him that way, then he would consider it. Then and only then.

He wondered how in the world he was going to get through dinner without staring at Milo the whole time.

***

Suzy helped pick out a nice family restaurant that was only a few blocks away. The Lennoxes all enjoyed the place. It was a lot more low-key than other restaurants of its ilk. It was family-owned, not a franchise, and it didn't have all sorts of crazy crap nailed up on the walls. And the food was hot 'n tasty too. Milo returned home with a full tummy, thinking that was one of the best cheeseburgers he'd ever eaten.

As he hung up his jacket in the hall closet, Suzy whooshed up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. She had on one of the naughtiest smiles he'd ever seen. "Um, Suzy?"

Her voice was low and sultry, like a come-on in a steamy music video. "Come on upstairs, Milo. I've got a surprise for you..."

Thoroughly befuddled by her sudden sexiness, Milo could only stare in amazement and gulp.

Suzy tossed him a wink, giggled, then floated straight up through the ceiling. Milo didn't think he'd ever get used to her doing that.

The little sandy fox paused only momentarily to give his parents a thank-you hug for the fun day he'd had and tell them he was going upstairs to play with Suzy. They hugged him too and told him he was a good little fox, which made him feel rather proud. Then, after a nod to Suzy's Dad, he shot up the stairs.

Suzy was waiting for him. She was splayed out on their bed, buns in the air, tail swaying like a cobra. She still had on that flirty grin. "Do come in..." She laid her head on her folded arms and languidly kicked her feet through the air. "...Milo."

The young fox felt like he was standing in a skillet. "Um, gee... Suzy. Wow."

The little mouseghost opened her mouth to speak, and all of a sudden just couldn't keep her act up any longer. She degenerated into a wiggling fit of giggles. "I'm sorry, Milo! You're just so cute when you're confused!"

He snickered. "Oh yeah?" He ran over and started to tickle her mercilessly. "You look cute when you're gettin' tickled!"

Suzy shrieked with laughter. She curled up in a defensive ball, trying to evade Milo's furry fingers. They were both giggling like mad.

Then she got an idea on how to escape. How simple! She was amazed she hadn't thought of it before. She suddenly became noncorporeal. Milo had been leaning over her and he lost his balance, tumbling over onto the bed. Suzy whisked around above him, became solid again, and sat on his head. "I win!" she declared proudly.

Milo was giggling too much to mind. Suzy didn't weigh much anyway, and having her sit on him with that cute tush of hers was kind of yiffy. "Fine! I surrender!"

Light as a feather, Suzy hopped off of him. She extended her paw. "Truce, Evil Tickler?"

He shook. "Truce, Evil Ghost Mousie!"

Suzy nodded with satisfaction.

Milo sat up on the edge of the bed. He took off his shoes. He pulled off his socks and tossed them across the room, narrowly missing the hamper. "Um, what was the surprise you were talking about?" he remembered.

Suzy smiled warmly. She sat down beside him and laid her head on his shoulder. "Well, I wanted to do something to thank you for getting me 'n Daddy some alone-time today. We both really appreciated it," she said, sounding genuinely grateful.

"You're welcome," Milo said.

She affectionately rubbed her shoulder on his. "It was nice of you, Milo. I'm really glad you're okay with me and Daddy being together."

He turned to her. "Of course I'm okay with it. In fact, I kinda like knowing you two do yiffy stuff together."

"Does it make you yiffy just thinking about it?" she asked.

He hesitated. "Well, a little."

"C'mon... You don't have to be shy," she urged, sensing through his expression that he felt much more strongly on the subject.

Milo wiggled bashfully. "Oh, okay. Yeah, it does. I came up to check on you after we got home from the movie, and I saw you two in bed. You're cute when you're asleep, by the way. And your dad's... um... thingy was just laying there. It was really big."

She detected a note of wonder in his voice. "Yup! And he put it all up inside me!" she bragged. "It felt great!"

Milo stopped himself before he could say 'I wish I could play with it too!'. But she saw it in his eyes nevertheless.

Suzy was actually rather turned-on by the idea of all three of them lying in bed together someday, snuggling and playing, being naughty and having fun. "Milo..."

"Mm hmm?"

She paused, wondering if she should even suggest it. She was fairly sure he was thinking it too, but she didn't want to embarrass him if he wasn't. "Would you, um, perhaps, sometime... want to..."

Milo cocked his ears. Normally Suzy was the bold one and he was the stutterer. "What?"

She let out a deep breath and just said it. "Would you like to do yiffy stuff with me and Daddy sometime?"

Milo's tail perked straight up. Oh boy did he ever blush! "Well, actually... Um. Yes."

Suzy smiled with relief. "Okay, cool. I thought so. I'd like that too, and I'm pretty sure Daddy does also. I saw him looking at you when you came up and told us about dinner. I think he thinks you're cute."

Milo felt a little proud of that. His tail wagged a little. "Really?"

The little mouse nodded. "Yup."

"I think he's sexy too," Milo admitted. "I kinda lied just a little last night. I didn't know how he'd feel about it, but when I said I didn't feel yiffy about him, that wasn't true. I really liked last night. I liked how it felt, having him hold both of us. I'd like to do stuff like that again sometime."

"Me too, Milo." She nuzzled her little nose on his fluffy white cheekfur. "Being yiffy with my Daddy and my best friend would be so cool! Is it okay if I tell Daddy you want to? I'm pretty sure he wants to too. It's just, you know how much he worries."

Milo nodded. "I don't blame him. My parents would probably be mad at both of us if they found out."

Suzy hadn't thought of that. "Oh. Yeah." She nibbled her index finger. "Well... they don't have to find out. And we really aren't doing anything wrong. Plus, they don't know about you and me either," she reasoned.

"That's true," Milo considered. "I just don't want anyone to be mad and get in any fights over this."

She patted his paw. "We'll just be really careful then. Daddy and me kept Mommy from ever finding out. And she was, like, the biggest snoop in the world. I don't want to hurt your Mom and Dad either. I love them too. They're like a really nice aunt and uncle to me."

Milo sat and thought a bit, weighing all the pros and cons before reaching a decision. "Allright. You can tell your dad. We can be careful about it," he said bravely.

"Okay then," said Suzy. She snuggled up against him. It was obvious he was excited about the idea of being yiffy with her and Daddy, but he was still worried about his parents too. Suzy understood. She knew how close a family they were, and how much Milo hated to have to lie to them.

Perhaps a change of subject would lighten the mood. "Oh Milo... I never did get to show you your surprise," she said with a cute little flirty smile.

"Okay, what is it?" he said, starting to smile again too.

"Well, in honor of your brave service in helping me and Daddy yiff, I thought tonight I'd give you a really good blowjob!"

Milo's eyebrows went way up in excitement. Then he suddenly turned up his nose and crossed his arms. "Nope!"

Suzy was shocked, until she noticed the hint of a grin on his muzzle. "You're turning down a blowjob!? Are you sure you're still a guy?" she kidded.

"I'll let you give me one," Milo said slyly, "but on one condition."

"What's that?"

He touched nosepads with her. "That you let me return the favor," he said.

Suzy gaped in delighted surprise. "Really? You really wanna eat me out?" As soon as he nodded, she hugged him. "Thanks Milo! That's really super-duper nice of you!"

"Yeah, but it's not like I'm doing it 'cause I think I have to. I've heard that other guys think going down on a girl is nasty, or like a chore. I don't think that. I think you have the prettiest cunny in the world, and I want to make it feel good."

The little mouse's heart soared at his gallant words. 'That's it,' she thought, 'I really have found the perfect boy!' "You're so sweet. I promise I don't feel like that about going down on you either. I wanna do it too. Your penis might not be as big as Daddy's, but it's still perfect in my opinion. You have a perfect penis, Milo!"

Milo smiled and snuggled her. "Thanks, Suzy!"

"Did you wanna do a sixty-six?" she asked.

He paused. "Uh, do you mean a sixty-nine?"

She chucked. "Oh, yeah. Right. Duh!"

He nuzzled her ear. "It's okay. But I think it'd be better if we did it one at a time. It'll be the first time for both of us. If we do it like that, we'll be able to concentrate better and find out what feels best."

Suzy agreed. "Good idea. You're so smart!"

He smiled bashfully. "Thank you. Do you want me to go first?"

She pushed away from him and kneeled down on the floor. "No, that's okay. I wanna go first. Your penis is just so cute! I want to taste it!" She licked her lips as if in anticipation of a rich dessert.

Milo leaned back and let Suzy do whatever she wanted. He helped her undo his pants fly and shuffle them off. There was a huge tent in his briefs.

Suzy 'Mmmmm!'ed and touched the very tip of it. A tiny wet spot of pre appeared. It looked like someone was very excited about this! She slowly, teasingly, pulled his underpants down. The little pink foxcock sprung up, ready to play!

Excited and eager, Suzy opened her mouth in a wide 'O'.

Milo was almost vibrating in anticipation.

And then those airy little lips came down around his quaking foxhood. Milo's muscles clenched. He moaned. He tipped back his head and closed his eyes. "Oh Suzy! Wow...!"

She giggled, glad to have made such a good first impression. She slowly lifted her head, letting the warm Milo meat slide gracefully out of her mouth. "Does that feel good?" she playfully understated.

Milo laughed and couldn't think up a snappy answer. "Yes," he finally said.

"Then I'll do it some more," said Suzy with a giggle. And with that, she gulped his cock again. Being semi-noncorporeal meant that she was very good at swallowing it all!

Milo's tail wagged. He 'yiff!'ed and wiggled. Suzy licked all over his penis with enthusiastic glee.

When Milo looked up, he was treated to a truly fantastic sight. He could actually *see* the faint pink outline of his cock, right through Suzy's head! Despite having tried long and hard, Suzy never had become completely opaque. She always retained a little bit of misty transparency. As she treated his penis like a popsicle, Milo could see it tucked snugly in her mouth. "Oh wow! That's cool!"

"Does that mean I'm doing it right?" Suzy asked. "I've had some practice with Daddy, but I could never fit it all in my mouth before."

"Yeah, you're doing great! But what I meant was that I can see my thing right through you!"

"Really? That *is* cool!" she agreed. She tucked the very tip of Milo between her lips. She tried to look down her muzzle and see for herself, but of course she couldn't. So instead she concentrated on licking and nibbling Milo's tasty tip. It really did taste good, she thought. Salty and nummy!

Milo murred and made other assorted cute fox sounds. "Suzy... Yeah! Do that! It feels great! Oh, thank you!" A sensible thought swam up through his arousal suddenly. He quickly took off his glasses and sat them aside, lest they get broken somehow.

The little mouseghost loved hearing Milo sounding so happy. This was, after all, her way of thanking him. So she did. Without words, she used her lips and her tongue to tell him eloquently how much she loved him and appreciated all the things he did for her. She slurped his shaft deep into her mouth again and nibbled lightly at the base.

Milo squinched his eyes shut, let his mouth hang open and clutched the bedsheets in his paws. He couldn't remember ever feeling this hard before. He thought his dick was about to burst like a hotdog left in the microwave too long!

Suzy had an idea. She reached up, steadying herself on the edge of the bed with one paw, and lightly cupped Milo's balls in the other. She stroked the amazingly soft fur there. She rolled his little orbs around between her fingers, playing with them like marbles, but always being as gentle as she could be.

Milo let out a long, loud howl of pleasure, like a coyote baying at the moon.

She had him now! Soon he was gonna squirt his white stuff, and then she'd get to eat it all up!

"Suzy, Suzy, I love you so much!" Milo panted. "I love you. Oh Suzy. Thank you. It feels so good! I love you!"

Suzy cooed happily at his loving words. She worked even faster, wanting to bring him to his peak of pleasure right away. Her tongue swirled around like a whirlpool wave. She lapped up and down his penis like it was the tastiest candy ever!

Finally, Milo hit the top. He barked loudly and poked holes in his blanket with his claws. A wad of sweet boycum burst from his well-loved penis into Suzy's waiting mouth.

She 'eep'ed in delight and slurped at his tip. His cum was so tasty! Such a bold, unique flavor! She liked feeling the hot liquid slide thickly down her throat.

Milo fell back on the bed with a 'wumph'. He panted with his tongue hanging out.

Suzy daintily lapped up every last little bit of fox cum. She smiled, very pleased with herself. She gave Milo's balls a pat, then climbed up on the bed next to him.

For a second, Milo was so winded he couldn't even speak. His heart felt like it wanted to leap out of him and do jumping jacks.

Suzy snuggled softly against him. She gave him a single tiny kiss on his cheek. "Did you like your surprise, Milo?" she whispered.

Milo turned his head to smile at her. He rolled over and gave his very best friend a sweet hug. "I definitely did, Suzy. That was amazing. Thank you so much. Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

She giggled. "You're supposed to say 'you're welcome'. I was doing that to thank you in the first place, remember?"

"Then you're welcome, you're welcome, you're welcome," he said with a grin.

They both giggled and cuddled playfully together. They nuzzled and nibbled and kissed and tickled each other. Just being close to one another like this was heaven.

"My turn now?" Suzy eventually asked.

Milo licked his chops. "Mm-hmm!"

She grinned in anticipation. She scooted over to lie down with her back against the headboard, Milo's pillow propped up behind her.

"Comfortable?" Milo asked, as he crept forward.

"Uh huh." She spread her legs for him enticingly.

Milo sighed at the sight of her cute cunny, as one would sigh upon seeing a great work of art. A perfect little hole, misty white like the rest of her, making her look as if she had been crafted from of a piece of the sky. Milo came closer and put his paws on her thighs. "It's so pretty..." he said in awe.

Suzy's heart fluttered at his sincerity. She knew he'd truly meant that. "Thank you, Milo," she said delicately. She clasped her paws together, anticipating Milo's first touch.

Milo leaned in as close as he could get. He took in a deep breath of the scent of her feminity. Warm and sweet and pleasant. He smiled deeply. He exhaled a warm puff of air across her labia.

Suzy squeaked!

The little foxboy's tail wagged to hear her pleased exclamation. He loved knowing he could make her feel so good. He blew across her cunny again.

She squeaked again and wriggled as goosebumps rippled all along her body. "Oh Milo! Do that some more!"

He was more than happy to oblige. Each time he exhaled, Suzy would let out a little yelp and shiver. Her grin was a mile wide. Her little toes curled and uncurled. Milo decided to try some variety, so he lightly touched the very tip of his cold, moist nosepad to her tiny round button.

Suzy nearly flew off the bed!

Milo's penis was rock-solid again, just from knowing that he was making Suzy feel like this. He softly nuzzled her with his nose again and again. Soft little nudges at her lips and her clitoris. Little pearls of mouse-honey began to appear. He sniffed at them, then lapped them up.

The feel of Milo's long fox tongue sliding deftly across her most sensitive place made Suzy cry out sharply in arousal.

Milo found the taste of her juices most enjoyable. He licked gently, lapping at her folds like a kitten drinking milk from a saucer. Everything he did was gentle. He liked being gentle. He liked taking things slowly so they could be savored. His fast 'n furious blowjob was certainly exciting and fun, but slow and sensual could be just as fun too.

Suzy pressed her face into Milo's pillow and moaned. Her sweet foxie's tongue was doing the most wonderful things down there!

Milo pressed his muzzle firmly into her vulva and poked his tongue inside. She tasted even better in there! He closed his eyes, smiling deeply, concentrating everything on Suzy's taste.

Suzy let out a series of tiny little moans as he explored her. Her whole body was shuddering. She thought she might be getting close. In fact, she was sure she was getting close. She pictured in her mind that cute triangular black nose, that soft orange fur, that long pink tongue... All of it pressed against her, making her feel so nice...

Milo slurped and licked about, loving every second of this. He honestly could not believe how anyone could think this act was a chore! Suzy tasted yummy, and it warmed his heart so much to give her such happiness.

The little mousegirl's mouth fell open silently. Her whole body went stiff. A high-pitched squeak of bliss erupted from deep within her.

Milo was surprised by a sudden splash of mousey fluid all over his nose. He eagerly licked it all off.

Suzy moaned and cooed, sounding almost as if she were crying. Milo carefully crawled over beside her and she instantly embraced him. She kissed him over and over again. "Milo, I love you. You're my very best best friend ever in the whole world. I don't want to ever leave you! I want us to get married someday!"

Milo's heart whirled at the suggestion. He wasn't even sure what to think about it, really. "Um, I don't know if they'd let me marry a ghost," he said bashfully.

She opened her sparkling cobalt eyes and looked upon him lovingly. "We'll just have to convince them then, won't we?" she said with a smile. She kissed him.


     ~~~~~


*part 6*


After a cautious suggestion of the idea, and several night's worth of soul-searching discussion, Milo found himself sitting on Mr. MacAllister's bed with Suzy by his side.

They were all naked.

Richard lay on his bed, fully on display. Milo was mesmerized by how big and powerful his body looked. And his cock! Milo was drawn to it like a magnet. It wasn't even stiff yet, and already it looked too big for Milo to hold with both hands!

The big mouse noticed and was flattered. "Yours is very nice too, you know," he said to Milo sincerely.

Milo liked hearing that. "Thank you."

"I think so too," Suzy whispered in his ear. She snuggled up to him, rustling their fur together delightfully. Milo got goosebumps.

Richard had a stomach near-bursting with butterflies. Milo had indeed come to him, asking if they could share some yiffy fun, and now here they were. Both of them were obviously nervous (though Suzy seemed positively exuberant), but it was not for lack of trust in Milo that Richard felt that way. No, he respected Milo just as he did Suzy. But the situation itself was a very precarious one. Anything at all could happen.

Milo took a deep breath. He wanted this, and more than that, he wanted this because he wanted Suzy and her dad to be happy. He wanted to see the joy on Suzy's face as she frolicked with both her father and her best friend. He wanted to warmly snuggle with this big, gentle mouse-mountain who had so quickly become like a member of his own family.

It just made so much sense for all three of them to come together like this. Now all they had to do was find the courage to take the first step.

"Milo," said Richard.

"Mm hmm?"

"I think it'd be best if I just let you two decide how this should go. As much as I trust both of you, and I know you'll tell me what feels good and what doesn't, I still can't help worrying. But I _do_ want this. Milo, you're the sweetest little fox in the whole world. You're smart and handsome, and sometimes I wish you were my own son..."

Milo blushed and felt very proud inside. "Thank you."

"...and Suzy, you know how much I love you. More than anything in the world!"

She smiled brightly. "I know, Daddy."

Richard gave both cubs a tender pat on the head. "...and more than anything, I want to see you two smile and hear you laugh. I want to make you two little furballs squirm with glee! But I'm too scared to make the first move. So I'm just going to lay back and you two do whatever you want. I'll be your toy."

Suzy hopped over to curl up at his side. She kissed him on the nose. "You're so sweet, Daddy." she turned to Milo. "What do you wanna do first?" she asked, making it clear she didn't mind following his lead.

Milo took a moment just to clear his head. Here he was, sitting on this big comfy bed in the attic, Richard's reading light providing gentle illumination, while Suzy and her daddy urged him to decide what fun yiffy activities they should try first. He gulped. This was as erotic as it was intimidating. His tail twitched in indecision.

Richard and Suzy both looked at him. Their gazes were welcoming and their smiles were warm.

Milo looked down to Richard's big penis. He decided that was as good a place to start as any. He padded forward and knelt timidly between the big mouse's legs. "Can I touch it?"

Richard nodded. "Yes, Milo. Do anything you want. I love you, and I trust you."

The words were just what Milo needed to hear. Thusly encouraged, he reached out trembling paws and took Richard's maleness into his grip.

Instantly, Richard shuddered and let out a deep groan of pleasure.

Milo smiled at the reaction. He gave the big cock a little squeeze. It was so *warm*!

The big mouse murred again. He had an incredibly content smile on his face. "Milo...! Those little paws of yours!"

Suzy leaned in closer for a better look. Seeing Milo playing with Daddy's penis was a very sexy sight indeed!

The little fox's tail began to wag as his inhibitions melted and he let himself feel free. It really was okay. He was loved and trusted. This was all okay. He rubbed up and down the thick hot meat in his paws, so excited that he was making Suzy's daddy feel so good!

Suzy couldn't let Milo have all the fun. She scurried over beside him and put her paws on Daddy's cock too.

Richard gritted his teeth and accidentally bonked his head on the headboard. "Damn! ...Oh, please, keep doing that! It feels great!"

"With pleasure, Daddy!" Suzy said. "See Milo, this is how you do it!" She grinned naughtily and began to pump her dad's manhood in both her dainty paws.

Milo watched her carefully. When he thought he had the hang of it, he joined in and they quickly found a rhythm together. The hot cock throbbed in their gentle grip. They were both grinning and having a blast! This was even more fun than they expected!

Daddy's tail thrashed about. He squirmed in pleasure. Two adorable furry kids that he loved with all his heart were playing with his cock and giggling! He was the luckiest guy in the world!

Then Suzy had an even better idea. "Come on, Milo! Try this!" With that, she let go of the big penis and bent over. She opened her mouth and gave the smooth strawberry-shaped cocktip a big lick.

Richard went "Yipe!"

Giggling, Milo bent over and licked it too. The taste was very strong, but very interesting. Savory and meaty; a very yiffy flavor! His own penis was definitely hard too.

Their tails wiggling, Milo and Suzy gleefully went about enjoying Richard's cock with their mouths. He bucked and squirmed and did his best to keep from either toppling off the bed or accidentally smacking them with his tail, which seemed to have developed a mind of its own by now.

Milo slurped up the side of it like a lollipop. It was way too big for him to fit in his mouth, but that didn't mean he still couldn't lick it and nibble it and kiss it all over! The sandy little foxboy was having so much fun!

Suzy got a devilish glint in her eye. "Watch this!" She composed herself for a moment, then opened her mouth as wide as she could, bent over, and gulped Daddy's cock in one smooth motion.

Richard made a sound very close to yodeling.

"Wow!" said Milo. Just like with his, he could see Richard's cock right through Suzy's wispy form. It was going straight down her throat! "Dang, I wish I could do that!"

Suzy became wholly noncorporeal for a moment and let the big dick slip right out of her. "Sorry, but you're not a ghost!"

"Aw, shoot!" he said, and they giggled again.

After a few more minutes of the cubs' treatment, Richard was on the verge of an eruption. He'd tried to hold it back as long as possible, but that had only gotten him aroused even more. "Um, kids, I think I'm gonna blow pretty soon!" he warned them.

"Cool!" said Suzy. "What should we do with all the nice hot daddycum?" she asked Milo.

"I don't know. Let's find out when it happens!" he replied, deciding to just be spontaneous.

"All right!" Suzy leaned over again to nibble on the shaft, and Milo joined her.

'Oh, those tiny teeth! Those wonderful little tongues! What wonderful children!' Richard thought with a broad smile. 'I love them both so much! What did I ever do to deserve such perfect little angels?'

Suzy and Milo were both slurping up and down the big cock and occasionally sharing kisses with each other. Richard's dick was bright red and ready to rip.

Both kids squealed in delight as a geyser of cum blasted out over their heads like an oil strike! Sticky white cum rained down on their hair, ears and noses. They giggled and kissed and nuzzled Richard's cock and embraced one another.

Richard opened his eyes to see two grinning children covered in his cum. The sight was so erotic, it felt like it was about to split his cock in half like a lightning bolt.

In a heartbeat, Milo and Suzy scrambled up beside Richard and hugged him tight. They had very obviously enjoyed their experience, judging by their bright, gleeful eyes and yiffy smiles.

"Oh, you two..." Richard said weakly. "You're so wonderful. My good little furballs. My little miracles. My little sweeties. Thank you so much. Thank you so much..."

"We love you, Daddy," Suzy said in her very sweetest voice.

"I sure do," Milo agreed.

Richard put his arms around them. "You're the best little yiffers ever. I haven't cum like that in years!"

"It was really cool!" Milo said. "It was like a firehose!" He licked around his muzzle, lapping up as much of the tasty cum as he could.

"Here, let me help you," said Suzy. She crawled over Daddy's tummy and settled in beside Milo. She began licking the cum out of his fur too.

Milo was glad to do the same for her. He hugged her as the both of them enjoyed the salty, yummy daddycum.

Needless to say, the sight of Richard's two young lovers happily licking up his cum from one another's faces was extraordinarily arousing. His mighty cock was hard again in seconds.

Suzy and Milo slurped all the tasty white goo up until they were all clean. Suzy let slip a dainty little burp. Milo giggled.

"Hey, you two haven't cum yet," Richard noted.

"Do you have an idea, Daddy?"

He hesitated, but only a for a second. "Um, yes. If it's okay, I was wondering if I could hold you while you yiff."

Suzy sighed dreamily. "That would be wonderful!"

"That sounds great!" Milo said.

Richard was glad to hear it. He blushed a bit. "Actually, I was thinking maybe you could turn around with your heads down by my crotch and your paws in my face."

Suzy seemed puzzled. "Our paws? Why?"

"So I can kiss your cute feet, that's why," Richard said.

This was new! Daddy had never expressed an interest in her hindpaws before. "I didn't know you liked feet, Daddy."

"I decided it would be good to try something different. I remember watching you sitting on the floor reading a few nights ago, and I kind of got hypnotized by your feet. They are very cute. I thought it might be fun to do something we've never done before. What do you think, Milo?"

"Sounds okay to me," said the foxboy.

He and Suzy shifted position carefully, so they were facing the opposite direction. When everyone was in place, their soft paws were in easy nuzzling reach of Richard, and his newly-reignited cock was bouncing just above their heads.

"Maybe he'll give us another shower!" Milo whispered to Suzy.

"Oh, I hope so!" she squeaked.

"Ready, sweethearts?" Richard asked.

The little ones affirmed. Milo took his stiffy in his hand and guided it close to Suzy's cunny. "Okay, Suzy?" he asked.

"Mm hmm," she murred. She put her arms around her darling fox.

Then Richard put his arms around both of them, pressing his tummyfur lightly against Milo's back and resting his large paws upon Suzy's tush. She cooed at one of her favorite sensations.

Milo put his paws on her hips and pushed in a little.

Suzy whispered a soft squeak. She pulled Milo closer. She rested her head on his chest, nuzzling him with her little nose. "I love you," she said almost silently.

He heard her nevertheless. "I love you too, Suzy." He began to gently thrust. He felt her smooth, comfy insides take hold of him. She cooed in a way that made his heart flutter.

With the two young ones sandwiched between him, Richard could feel their movements as they began to yiff. It was a sensation that defied description. To feel these two little furs, his daughter and his favorite fox, making love, loving one another, held safely in his arms, was easily one of the most intensely wondrous moments of his entire life.

Milo 'erf'ed and Suzy squeaked as the two of them joined their bodies in bliss. They smiled sweet smiles. They loved the feeling of being so close, and being surrounded at the same time with Daddy's warm fur.

Four little feet wiggled right in front of Richard's face. They were even cuter up close. Thinking that it had indeed been a good idea to try this, Richard leaned in and touched his nose to one of the paws at random.

Milo gave a little 'eep'!

Richard chuckled. Well, now he knew whose it was! He began gently nuzzling the feet with his nose, getting adorable little barks and squeals in response. Soon, the little yiffers were both giggling as they mated. Richard took a light sniff and found the paw odor was quite pleasant after all. Just a light little sweaty musk. Very yiffy. Milo's smelled a bit stronger than Suzy's; understandable, of course, since he was a fox, and foxes were naturally muskier than mice.

"That feels nice!" Milo called back behind him.

"I like it too!" Suzy added. She wiggled her toes at him.

Richard kissed them and made her laugh. "Glad you like it! I do too."

Milo thought it was only fair to return the favor. He got a marvelously yiffy idea. He skootched up a few inches and managed to tickle Richard's cock with the tips of his ears.

Richard yowled ecstatically at the unexpected sensation. "What was that!?"

The foxboy giggled. "My ears!"

Suzy beamed. "Good idea!" She tried it too, and found her big round mouse ears were even more suited to the task. And it was fun, too!

With the air full of giggles and happy, yiffy sounds, the three of them experienced a truly unparalleled situation: Richard nuzzling and licking the little ones' feet, Milo enjoying the big mouse's warm chestfur tickling his tush, Suzy loving the strong paws cupping her bottom, both cubs savoring the sensation of mating and at the same time teasing their grown-up lover with their softly-furred ears. It was very possible that they were doing something together that no one had ever done before.

As the yiffy feelings grew and simmered within each of them, they all began to speed up their pace. Milo and Suzy inched up just enough so that they could stimulate the big cock with their ears and their fluffy headfur, while Richard was still in reach of their feet. He kissed their soles and nibbled their toes with joyful enthusiasm. Milo held Suzy tight as he tried to push even more of himself up inside her. He nuzzled Suzy all over with his foxy snout. She responded by planting flighty little kisses on him everywhere she could reach. Richard gently increased his grip on his little girl's tushie.

Ears, cock, feet, cunny, kiss, nose, nuzzle, lick, fur, love, love, love...

The three lovers slipped into a dreamlike haze, so great and overwhelming was their lovemaking. The pleasure kept building and building, and finally set off a series of crescendos.

Richard buried his face in the sweet little feet as he came, expelling another load of hot white cream all over the cubs' heads.

Suzy gasped and giggled and squeaked as Daddy squeezed her butt, Milo thrust deep inside her, and a river of her daddy's cum poured over her face. She felt like she was exploding with joy.

Milo took in a sharp breath as Richard's liquid love doused him again, instantly triggering his own release deep within Suzy. He looked down, and could barely believe his eyes as he watched his own cock ejaculating within his beloved transparent mousie.

It was a moment all three of them would remember forever.

The moment of climax reached, the fox and two mice descended, lying on the bed together in a haze of bliss, surrounded by the odors of cum and sweat and pure essence of yiff.

For a long time, none of them could think of a single thing to say. And that was just fine.

Without even realizing it, they eventually found themselves all face to face to face, exchanging dozens and dozens of slow, soft kisses.

They were all smiling in perfect contentedness.

Milo and Suzy hugged each other and Daddy with all the love in their hearts. They felt free inside. Free and loved and safe.

Richard cried happy tears as he felt even more barriers of worry and guilt break up and dissolve within his heart. He kissed his little ones on their heads, running his fingers through their sticky fur, and hoping that someday he'd be able to conquer all of the doubt in his heart forever.

All three were imagining the wondrous new things they could do together soon, the next time they gathered in Daddy's bed.



	The End.
	for now...


