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The original idea had a far more modern vibe, but as soon as I was paired with another kitsune I had to let some of Crevan's fae fox nature bleed over and turn it into a modern fantasy. :P\n\nOver all, it looks like the idea was a huge success, so I'll probably do more of these between commissions and Rennard's series going forward whenever I have a strong story idea that's flexible on characters to slot in.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "For the past few months the female, nine-tailed kitsune Zandra has found herself in an almost ideal relationship. The fox she's dating is hard working, well off, and even quite pleasant to be around. The only problem? His complete inability to perform anywhere above 'mediocre' in bed. The dilemma comes to a head one night while she's babysitting her boyfriend's ten-year-old son and she discovers an engagement ring the man plans to propose to her with. However, it seems that her future prospective stepson has an idea on how to help...

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This was the result of a YCH story prompt from here! I didn't expect such a rapid turn around, but the idea was so strong in my mind that I just had to write it. The original idea had a far more modern vibe, but as soon as I was paired with another kitsune I had to let some of Crevan's fae fox nature bleed over and turn it into a modern fantasy. :P

Over all, it looks like the idea was a huge success, so I'll probably do more of these between commissions and Rennard's series going forward whenever I have a strong story idea that's flexible on characters to slot in.", "writing": "Zandra sighed listlessly as she sat sprawled across the couch. The nine-tailed kitsune was once again helping out her boyfriend during his busy work schedule by babysitting his kid while he pulled another all-nighter. Not that she minded, of course. The fox boy might be a bit of a brat sometimes, but he was typically well behaved whenever he wasn't trying to get a rise out of her. So, for now, the kit was happily content playing his games on the television, leaving her to dwell upon what was actually on her mind.\n\nThat ring...\n\nShe had found it while doing a favor for the workaholic father by tidying up his house earlier that day, even managing to get the ten-year-old cub to help out to make the task go by quicker and cultivate better habits in the boy. Zandra had taken charge of cleaning his father's bedroom just in case there was anything illicit left out from the disappointing sex that they had had yesterday, and that's when she had found it tucked away in one of his bedside drawers - the unmistakable sight of an engagement ring. If there was any doubt, the eye watering receipt for the adornment was tucked away with it still to dispel them, bearing the date that the vulpine had purchased it, coinciding with when Crevan's dad had started acting more nervous around her.\n\nHe was a great guy, really, despite the fact that he was a normal, mundane fox and not a kitsune like herself. He had a well paying job that would allow her to be a stay at home wife, or cut back her hours as she so desired. He was pleasing to look at, and she delighted in draping herself against his side on at least a few occasions while they were out to make some other girl eyeing him jealous. He was even nice, funny, and a perfect gentleman in every way, and the baggage that turned away most of his exes - the fact that he had a kid from a previous relationship - didn't really bother her at all.\n\nFor all his many positives, however, one massive negative sat in stark contrast, leaving her tossing up a decision that would have otherwise been a slam dunk to decide: He was absolutely mediocre in the sack. \n\nShe loved him, really, but... every time they retired to bed, or wherever else they got busy, more often than not she was left unsatisfied and needed to finish herself off after the fox had fallen asleep so as to not hurt his pride. Even trying to find some things to `spice up their lovelife' hadn't had much success. It was a problem that made itself especially known whenever she was in her heat just like now. Unable to do anything but wet her libido's appetite rather than satisfy it, the desire would just keep boiling within her psyche like a gnawing ache until her estrus passed.\n\nThere was really only one way a relationship with him would go. Eventually she'd get frustrated and either break up or cheat with another man that could satisfy her, and she didn't want to hurt the man's heart anymore than she would have to. She had already been contemplating leaving him before she discovered that ring, or at least gently tell him that she wasn't wanting to be anything more than friends. But, now... Would it be better to crush his heart before he got a chance to pop the question, or risk completely destroying it later when the inevitable happened?\n\n``What's up?''\n\nCrevan's words roused Zandra from her musing, drawing her lighter blue eyes to meet his own adorable blues. The boy was leaning back against the couch she was laying on, his controller on his lap whilst his gaze turned upwards to meet her troubled expression with a confused, and somewhat concerned, look on his young face.\n\nHe could be way too charming for his own good sometimes...\n\n``Nothing much, Crevan. Just... Debating something,'' the vixen replied with a smile, reaching down to give the green mane of fur sprouting from between the boy's ears a playful ruffle. That would be another problem if she turned the man down; she'd be breaking this little cutie's heart that had grown to consider her as a surrogate mother figure over the last few months.\n\n``What are you debating?'' The boy mused, turning his attention fully away from his game as he spun about, resting his forearms and chin against the side of a cushion. ``Dad says I'm smart, and help him make decisions all the time! Why don't you try telling me what's wrong?''\n\n``Oh, nothing's... wrong per say. I'm just contemplating something. Something that's a bit too important to talk to a cub about, I'm sorry.'' Zandra knew the answer wouldn't satisfy the boy, and sure enough, the inevitable playful scowl that crossed his young expression proved her right.\n\n``Dad sometimes asks me about important stuff too!'' He protested with a huff, not willing to be so casually dismissed.\n\n``Oh yeah? Like what?''\n\n``Like...'' The boy started, giving the kitsune a glance as he debated whether he should say something or not. No doubt he had been promised not to talk about it to anyone else, but soon enough his desire for validation from the older woman compelled him to break his promised silence.\n\n``Like if I'd want you to be my new mom,'' he glanced away, letting the words hang in the air for her to consider.\n\n[i]`Damnit... Why did he have to go and ask him first?'[/i] Zandra's thoughts ran through her mind, drawing a defeated sigh from her lips. It made sense, but it made things so much harder for her now that he had gotten his hopes up. ``Oh? And what did you tell him?''\n\n``I told him yes, of course!'' The boy's gaze snapped back to meet her's, a beaming smile on his lips as he expected the answer to cheer her up. ``All my friends thought you were pretty when you dropped me off at school, and you even play games with me! You're, like, the best mother I could ask for.''\n\nThe vixen bit her lip as she listened to the boy, as well as saw how fondly he grinned up at her as he did so. Even the adorable swish of his tail felt like the twisting of a knife into her indecisive heart as she sat there.\n\n``I'm touched, but... There's more that needs to go into whether I become your mother than that,'' she tried to deflect, turning her gaze towards the clock on the television's pause screen to avoid his cute, yet currently heart-wrenching visage.\n\n``Like what? What else could there be... You love Dad... Right? So... Is it because of me, then?''\n\n``What? No, no, no, no, no. You are definitely not the issue, there.'' She snapped, just the hint of disappointment seeping into his words were like a venom poured down her throat that she had to cut off.\n\n``Then... Is it actually because you don't love my Dad?''\n\n``No... It's not... Look, I love the both of you very much!'' Zandra waved her hand dismissively with an aggravated and defeated sigh, trying to figure out some way to explain the matter towards the boy that didn't make it sound like she didn't love either of them. ``But... There's more to marriage than liking each other...''\n\n``Like making kids?'' Crevan's tail swished far more exuberantly than it had any right to in this situation. ``Dad said I might finally have a younger brother or a sister to take care of and protect if you said yes!''\n\n``I'd be the best big brother ever, so you don't have to worry! I would kick the heck out of anyone that would dare bully my siblings!'' The boy puffed out his chest as he tried to convince her of his brotherly merits, managing to draw a dry smile from Zandra despite her conflicted feelings.\n\n``I know you'd be a great big brother,'' she replied with a laugh, silencing the boy's brotherly pitch by pulling him against her chest in a fond hug.\n\n``Sooo..?'' His blue eyes peeked up from between her bosom, his tender eyes still so full of hope even as a hint of a frown crept across his black lips \n\n``It's... Look... I really like your Dad and you, but...'' There was no way to square this circle without talking about things she really shouldn't with a boy his age, so instead she decided to exit the conversation by giving the lad a playful push to get him onto his feet. ``Look, it's getting late, Crevan. I let you stay up past your bedtime long enough for helping me clean. You need to go to bed now without complaining like you said you would.''\n\n``Aww, man...'' The fox's pout of protest was far easier to bear than the hint of his hopes being shattered. He grumbled, but ultimately did as he was told, finding a spot to save in the game before packing away the console and controller.\n\nBut before he padded off to his room, he paused at the edge of the hallway to glance back at her. His expression lingered on her far longer than it typically did. Zandra was sure that his boyish mind was turning with the type of thoughts that would quickly get into trouble. She was already preparing for him to start kicking up a fuss of protest against going to bed. Fortunately for her, it looked like the boy was just trying to bargain for an additional boon for his compliance. ``Can you read me a story to go to bed with, Zan~?''\n\n``Fine... I'll be there in a minute. Get into your pajamas and into bed and I'll be there soon.'' The answer made the boy grin, yet his gaze still lingered on her for another few moments before he finally ducked down the hallway.\n\nThere was something about that gaze that made her feel a bit of unease... For a moment, his eyes seemed to gleam in an unnatural way while reflecting the hallway's light. No... Surely she was just imagining it.\n\nZandra hadn't intended to make Crevan wait this long. She had only meant to take a few more minutes to wrap up her thoughts on the dilemma before her and finish a few last minute tasks about the house to give the lad time to get dressed and settled. But she had gotten carried away in her indecisiveness again, and when she glanced back at the clock on the television's screen, nearly half an hour had passed since she said she'd follow the boy. At this point, all she could hope was that the lad was asleep so he wouldn't be mad at her before bed. At least that way she could make it up to him with some breakfast to ameliorate his adorably grumpy pouts.\n\nThe nine-tailed fox crept towards the boy's door and nudged it open the peak in on the lad. Sure enough, the boy was asleep. An apologetic smile stretched across Zandra's lips when she first saw the boy face down and fast asleep, but it quickly turned into a pursed frown when she noticed the state he was in. The lad's pajamas - the ones that he should have been wearing - were scattered on the floor with the clothes he had just taken off, leaving the brat covered only by his bed sheets and presumably his underwear as he snoozed.\n\n``Sigh... What am I going to do with you...'' The kitsune tutted underneath her breath as she walked over, picking up his unused pajamas to fold them back up for tomorrow. Next came his dirty clothes to put in the hamper, before her attention turned towards the brat himself...\n\nIt wasn't the first time she had had to wake up the boy and put him in bed properly, but it was the first time she'd have to do it while he was half dressed. Did he kick himself out of his pajamas out of protest when she didn't come as soon as she said she would? Well, there was no way to tell for sure now. There wasn't much sense in waking him up while he was passed out in bed to interrogate him, after all - especially since it'd just make the boy even more grumpy after she broke her word - so she settled for just helping to get him properly under the covers.\n\nZandra lifted the sheet to get started and... Oh...\n\nAn embarrassed flush brushed across her cheeks when she realized the boy had squirmed out of his underwear as well, exposing his bare naked asscheeks to her gaze. She turned her face away to try to maintain some form of decency, even as she shook her head at the silliness of it all. If she did decide to become the boy's mother, she would have to deal with a lot worse than a naughty, bare naked kit, afterall. So, she scooped her hands underneath his shoulder and thigh and gingerly rolled him onto his back and off of the sheets he was lying on... \n\nOnly to be greeted by the one thing she had never expected to see, causing the vixen's breath to catch in her throat as she found herself [i]staring[/i]. She hadn't been trying to look, but it was hard not to catch the boy's fat sheath, and even heavier balls, from the corner of her vision as he rolled over. Even on an adult, the boy's assets would be eye watering, but on such a young, youthful frame, his `budding' masculinity looked absolutely ginormous. Zandra's lips were already watering as her unscratched libido began to run rampant during her shock, filling her mind with idle thoughts which made the adult vixen's ears and cheeks blush a deeper, scarlet hue.\n\nCould he [i]really[/i] be that man's son..? The adult fox wasn't `small', sure, but he was thoroughly average in almost all regards when it came to sex, and that definitely included his assets. Yet, here his son was, an absolute monster of masculinity. Just the faint hint of his youthful virility tickling against her nostrils was enough to make her black spade glisten between her legs in excitement.\n\nIt couldn't be real. It [i]had[/i] to be a trick.\n\nThe strange gleam she saw in the boy's eyes as he wandered off... Had the boy developed a talent with magic? It was unlikely, but she couldn't completely discount the possibility that it was all an elaborate illusion the youth had conjured into being. Although, any phantasm conjured forth by such a young kid shouldn't have fooled a kyuu-bi's eyesight like her own, nor should it be able to tantalize her keen sense of smell - one of the typical weaknesses to their kin's Fox Magic.\n\nAnd yet... Zandra couldn't bring herself to disregard the possibility... Not without checking first. She bit her lip, knowing that it was just an excuse she had settled on to feel the boy's loins to satisfy her curiosity. But, he was asleep... His father wasn't home yet... No one would ever know...\n\nJust a little touch, just to make sure, she told herself. Her hand reached forward, fingers cusping around the slumbering meat, and... Oh.\n\n[i]It was real.[/i]\n\nThe most advanced of illusions might be able to fool a sense of touch, but not without a lingering trace of power that her fingers would inevitably be able to detect with her touch. The only sensation beneath her fingers, however, was that of the warm, fuzzy fur of the boy's plump sheath occupying the majority of her palm.\n\nThe vixen's growing excitement brought a pant to her breast, as well as made her nipples perk against her bra. Her panties, meanwhile, were quickly becoming soaked by her puffy spade as the self control she had over her own heat fell apart when faced with the youth's virility.\n\nThe vixen began to pant from the growing excitement welling within her breast, her nipples perking against her bra whilst her panties were quickly becoming soaked by her puffy spade. If he was a man, she knew without a doubt that she'd be jumping on his bone immediately regardless of her relationship with his father. It was only the taboo of his age that kept her from taking further advantage of him... Or, more accurately, to not take advantage of him as soon as she otherwise would, considering she couldn't help but give the slumbering monster lurking within the pouch a squeeze and feel the first, mighty quake of the youth's masculinity stir against her touch.\n\nCrevan shifted with a delighted whimper rolling from his lips, whilst his hips reflexively pressed into her groping hand. The forward roll of his crotch and her own tender touch dragged the white fur down, revealing the tapered start of the lad's soda-can thick boymeat. Just in time too for her hungry gaze to spy the next powerful throb race through the youth's cock, jumping the tool a centimeter forward and draw a sputter of pre from its start to glaze along its red surface.\n\nIt... It couldn't hurt to see how it would look at full mast... Right?\n\nZandra could only hope that she wasn't panting hard enough to rouse the boy's slumber as she came to kneel down against the side of his bed, bringing her nose, greedily sucking down every trace of his scent it could get, to within just a few inches of the rich aroma's source. The hand upon Crevan's cock remained firmly glued to the prize that was drawing her closer like a siren, whilst the other slipped into her own pants to give her needy cookie some long overdue attention.\n\nThe youth's tool swelled across his abdomen from her skillful ministrations, all while her ice blue eyes watched every inch spilling forth with a ravenous stare. Her curious, explorative squeezes quickly turned into slow, teasing gropes and a rolling clench over the kit's fat cock. Her ears flicked with every tender whimper which rolled from the lad's lips as her mind devoured every sultry detail it could; the faster pace of his breath rolling from his lips, the twitch welling from those heavy nuts as they draped against his lithe thighs, ending with another rivulet of cream pouring onto his own body and over her stroking fingers. All of it fed into her burning lust like kindling thrown onto a flame.\n\nThe monstrous slab of boy dick pulsed across his belly, its drooling point resting against his breast clear past his sternum. Whilst, at its base, the boy's knot finally slipped free, a trio of glands so wide in their girth that not even she could wrap a hand around the hefty base - the boy could damn near tie a mare with that beast! It had to be the biggest cock she had ever seen in her long life, and it was damn right criminal that it was twitching on a boy's lap. If only her boyfriend possessed his own son's cock, she would accept the ring in a heartbeat just to feel it throb inside her hungry spade.\n\nZandra's attention shifted its focus away from the enthralling crimson spire and to her hand wrapped around its midsection. Her hand was absolutely soaked in the boy's precum just in the process of bringing the monster to its zenith. Her mouth watered as she spied the matted fur of her fingers, enticing her to finally prise it from the beast of a cock, and bring the precum soaked digits to her maw to take the first taste of the boy's budding virility.\n\nIt was every bit as divine as she hoped it would be. A delectable mixture of youth and potent fecundity that matched the delectable contrast of scents she had been indulging in since pressing her nose against the side of his hip. She [i]needed[/i] to taste it from the source. Her concern for the consequences disappeared from her mind as she leaned forward, pressing her maw against the point of the ten-year-old's cock. The tool answered in kind with another visible throb that stained her lips with a gloss of youthful masculinity, her silky tongue rolling against the living fountainhead in reply to spread the veritable ambrosia across her taste buds.\n\n``...Zan?''\n\nThe vixen's eyes snapped open, glancing up to the now open sapphires of her charge's gaze looking back down at her. The steady sway of her nine tails came to a sudden halt, right along with the plunging curls of her fingers sinking into her own spade.\n\n[i]Shit..! Shit, shit, shitshit![/i]\n\n``What's going on..?'' He glanced down an inch, looking towards his own length held within her hand and pressed against her nursing lips. The cub cock pulsed in response, making the sight she cast look even more lurid as a fresh splotch of pre washed across her lips. ``Isn't that what you're meant to do with Daddy..?''\n\n``It's fine..!'' She tried to think of a story to try and explain her behavior, her cunning yet lust addled mind jumping from fantastical story to fantastical story. But, in the end, the boy had her dead to rights. His cock against her maw, her hand squeezed around his prick, her damp panties wrapped around her hand. No excuse she could manufacture would ever satisfy a smart kid like him.\n\nThe only chance she had was to rely upon the authority she held over the boy, and if she was going to exploit that, well... She might as well finally satisfy the yearning cunt that had gotten her into this mess to begin with!\n\n``So, Crevan... How would you like a special reward for all your help today..? As well as to make up for not telling you that story~?''\n\n``Really~?'' His cock jumped against her fingers with so much boyish vigor that Zandra had to stop herself from visibly swooning in response, as well as matting her cheek with another wad of his copious fecundity of course. ``But... Wouldn't Dad be sad if he found out we were doing this..?''\n\nJust how much did this kid know about sex already..? Well, she supposed it was harder than ever to keep information out of children's paws. Besides, if he was this hung, no doubt his father would have had to give him `the talk' at a younger than expected age to keep him from getting up to any trouble. After all, with balls like his churning with an adolescent desire to breed, the youth must have had a breeding stud's worth of hormones boiling through his blood already despite his tender age!\n\nNo wonder he could be a brat sometimes, then. If anything, it was impressive he wasn't a little monster all the time!\n\n``Well... What your Dad doesn't know, can't hurt him, right? This will be a little secret between you and me, because you're such a [i]big[/i], grown up boy... How does that sound, kiddo~?''\n\nCrevan's face scowled lightly whilst his little ears twitched as he considered her suggestion. The pleasure he had felt from her groping touches, the desire he had to behave for her, the devious motivation to get up to no good, and the pride of being entrusted with a secret from the adult woman, versus his loyalty to his father and the man that had raised him. Fortunately for Zandra, however, those breeding instincts proved too strong for the little stud to ignore.\n\n``Alright~ Are you going to keep using your mouth, then..?'' He spoke with the first hints of a smile creeping across his face.\n\n``No...'' She would like to, but... She didn't know when his father would finally return home. If she spent too much time indulging her desire to swallow that monster, she might run out of time to finally scratch the depths the older fox's cock couldn't and leave her heat all the worse for it.\n\nInstead, she stood up, withdrawing her fingers from her needy spade as she turned her hands - stained respectively in her estrus and his productivity - towards stripping herself of her clothes right in front of the boy's eyes. Crevan quickly settled up from his bed, his heavy cock falling with a soft thump against his little knee as he sat upright. His precious blue eyes watched every movement of her hands, at least until her shirt came to rest upon the floor of his room and his young gaze settled upon her buxom breasts. Although, a second afterwards, and the lad found his attention split with her excitement soaked underwear as well, his gaze bouncing between the two as his wandering mind willed whilst his tail beat a frantic wag against his bed behind him.\n\nIt was depraved to be so visibly lusted after by such a precocious youth, but... The eagerness behind it, the instinctual hunger that goaded the brat forward was something she had missed from her nights with his mild mannered father. In a way, Zandra couldn't help but appreciate the naked desire he wore, coaxing her on to continue as her hands reached up and unlatched her bra, followed by her fingers sliding down over her lithe figure to pry her damp panties from her sex and cast them down to her feet as well. Everything, from her hard teats to her soaked spade was now exposed to Crevan's stare, and she loved every minute of it.\n\n``Do you like what you see, Crev~?'' She purred, leaning forward to rest her hands on either side of the young stud's hips, pressing her lovely breasts together to highlight the shapely mounds just in front of his face as her snout hovered just above his.\n\n``Y- Yeah... You're even prettier without clothes as you were with~'' The little charmer replied back with a purr, and an open smile that showed off his tiny fangs despite the slight devious curl it had.\n\n``You're going to grow up to be quite the heartbreaker, aren't you little guy..? That is, if you're not already...'' Zandra murmured with a resigned sigh, before pressing her lips against his nose in a far to chaste kiss for what they were doing... Or for what was about to happen.\n\nShe shifted forward, pushing the boy towards the base of his small single bed as she took her place on it in his stead. She was far too large for the small mattress, and it certainly wouldn't be comfortable to sleep on. But that was the last thing she was intending to do now, and there was more than enough room for her to lay her back along the mattress and allow her legs to wrap around her little stud, pulling him against her sex that was far too eager for the cub's cock than she ever wanted to admit.\n\n``You know how to use that thing, right, my little man~?'' Zandra spoke with a demanding pant, her gaze stuck fast to the throbbing pillar of masculinity nudging against her groin with the kit's restless movements.\n\n``I... Think I got an idea, yeah~'' His gaze slid down along her body one last time to eye her writhing black folds and how they contrasted against the vivid red pole of his prick. Any boy would have put two and two together at that point, especially with how she incessantly rolled her crotch against that studhood to paint it with her arousal.\n\n``Then go on then~ Do what your father couldn't...'' She growled hotly. If she had any less control over herself, she might have damn well tried to enchant him to [i]make[/i] him fuck her. But, fortunately, such underhanded tactics didn't seem to be needed~\n\nCrevan leaned forward, his small body looming above her as best it could as he held with one hand holding his weight against her chest. The other slid down to his monstrous masculinity, fingers wrapped around his giant knot that made his young hand look downright tiny in comparison to it, before using his grip to nudge his drooling point to the kitsune's slick entrance. \n\nShe didn't need to ask twice~ As soon as he was lined up, his youthful impatience made sure he sank his hips forward and began stretching her vixen hole around his impossibly hung girth! A moan shook forth from her chest as his wedge-shaped head stretched her pussy wide, sending waves of pleasure rolling through her core that a strength she hadn?t felt in decades, yet alone since dating his father! She was thankful that the older fox wasn't home yet, not when any attempt to silence the moans welling within her were defeated by the exuberant swings the boy put behind every thrust of his considerable cock! \n\nHer fingers squeezed against the back of his small body, raking across the flexing muscles of his back as the studling put every ounce of strength he had behind the single minded task to breed her, just as his budding instincts demanded. Her eyes couldn't wrench themselves away from his massive girth disappearing into her sex, mesmerized by how the tool pistoned in with every hammering thrust no matter how vivid the bliss crashing into her body was! The sight of his young hips rolling behind the tool, and the hint of the crooked smile stretching across the boy's muzzle out of the corner of her eye, made her heart flutter all the heavier with the reminder of the sinful taboo she was indulging in.\n\nNot that Zandra regretted it for a damn minute, not when the boy managed to push her sex to the best orgasm she had felt in [i]years[/i]. Her lips parted wide with a sweet cry of bliss, her body clenched tight against the young stud pounding into her sex and making every nerve his dick rolled across writhe in ecstasy. He was just getting started, barely more than a third of his length delved into the warm, tight tunnel behind her spade, and he had already driven her to a climax that his father had never managed. And yet, the boy had only put to use the same number of inches as his elder did, although there was an obvious difference in girth, as well as the vigor the lad put behind his [i]rut[/i], that the adult fox just couldn't hope to match~\n\n``O- Ohhhh... Just like that... Breed me like the little stud you are.'' Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew she shouldn't be encouraging him, at the very least because being in the middle of a heat with the boy's quite [i]visible[/i] virility would only lead to one inevitable outcome. Although, if she could keep her wits about her at that final moment, she might be able to weave enough of her magic together to prevent his seed from taking root.\n\nBut such thoughts were hardly at the forefront of her mind, not in this moment as her long pent up desires had finally found release. In fact.... There was a dark, carnal yearning just as strong as her ignored conscience that beckoned her to continue, to [i]let[/i] the boy's seed find purchase in her womb. What better father to pass on their genes to her future boys and girls than the amazing stud right before her~? He certainly was a far better specimen of masculinity at ten than his father was at thirty.\n\n``But won't Dad-''\n\n``It'll be fine~ Now, [i]knot me you stud~![/i]''\n\n``Okay~!'' The boy's sing-songing voice and crooked smile should have been clear giveaways that something wasn't quite right, but such signs escaped the lust drunk vixen's normally keen senses. Especially when those hints coincided with the firm, redoubled thrusts of the boy's hips to [i]fuck her[/i] with an expertise that a young virgin cub shouldn't possess, layered on top of a brash boyish boldness that only a developing youth like him could exercise!\n\nAll that dick he was swinging steadily sawed its way into her spade, stretching her walls wide around his shaft whilst the brat's hips angled just right to ensure it pressed its weight against the most tender of her erogenous spots with every ground past, now plundering depths that his father's cock could never hope to reach. His girth displayed itself prominently as he dove forward, wrapping her love canal around it wide enough to bring a telling bulge to her abdomen, lined up to the boy dick hammering into her spade, and stretching steadily towards the core of her groin. Yet one more delectable vision for her ice blue eyes to drink in beneath the darker, sapphire stare of her young lover, helping to push her to another euphoric orgasm so soon after the last.\n\nHer feet released their loose hold upon his back to instead plant themselves against the end of the boy's bed, stayed spread to give the boy [i]fucking[/i] her for all she was worth all the space he could need. Her arms fell away from his back as her second climax coursed its way through her chest, moving to press against the head of the bed as she writhed with desire. Her shapely figure was left on full display for the young stud's gaze, utterly exposed and vulnerable to his lascivious stare, as well as his small, wandering, and oh so possessive hands combing across her fur~\n\nThe lad's steady, rocking gait was suddenly interrupted as his just over half-sunken girth knocked against something that Zandra hadn't felt touched in a long, long time. His tapered point jutted against the squirming muscle walls of her cervix, sending another jolt coursing through her being, as well as a surprised mix of a yelp and moan from her maw. Of course, she should have known that a boy of his `caliber' would have a womb-knocking tool, but what made her blush even worse as she stared between their legs was that his fat knot had yet to tap against her spade. Even his heavy, virile vixen fillers were only just beginning to brush against the edge of her thighs with every gate-battering roll forward! Her eyes watered, mind abuzz as she stared at the succulent knot with a hunger that wouldn't be denied so easily - she [i]needed[/i] to feel that monster fill her with every last inch, regardless of how thoroughly he plundered her depths to do it!\n\n``I'm gonna have to cum right in your womb if you want me to tie you~ Is that alright, Zan~?'' The boy's voice purred from just in front of her, but the laser focus her attention had upon his dick made the teasing words, rumbling with a carnal hunger that no boy's voice should ever carry, feel like they were being snarled right into her ear.\n\n``Y- Yeah, that's fine.''\n\nShe already felt like she was going to regret those words, especially when it prompted the boy to slide his hips back with an air of showmanship she didn't see coming. Her eyes bulged with amazement as she saw inch after inch of that incredible, monstrous, puppy pecker pry itself from her hungry, clenching depths, each freed inch washed in a mixture of the boy's freely drooled ambrosia and her own lubricating estrus. She got to see nearly the entire thing towering over her cunt as he left only his sputtering head wedged between those lips, the boy's swishing tail serving as the backdrop to the illicit, drool inducing image that would be forever burned into her memory.\n\nHe held himself there for a full second, just to let Zandra drink in the sight, before at last the boy's hips [i]rammed[/i] forward with every ounce of their strength! His length stuffed the entire length of her tunnel with one nerve-wracking thrust, before his buck ground to a swift halt against the gate to her womb. The momentum the boy put behind the swing was far more than she expected, sending the adult vixen's body rolling forward against the head of his little bed. An exasperated moan fell from her lips, before the note quickly turned into another high pitched, full throated scream of pleasure when his following thrust slammed her squarely into another climax. Her fingers wrapped around the metal bars of the bedrail, squeezing so tightly against the thin wrought iron bars that their pads turned white. The boy didn't halt even as her spade clenched down with every reflexive attempt to milk the cub dick that was shaking her euphoric peaks loose like ripened fruit from a tree.\n\nOne ram quickly turned into two, then three, before the vixen inevitably lost count as she writhed underneath the panting boy's demanding lusts. The once steadfast protector of her feminine chamber proved no match for the brat's carnal hunger, not when its stoic defense was undermined by its owner's estrus and ever swelling lust. The boy's head wedged itself squarely into Zandra's cervix, dimpling the once resolute barrier beneath his monstrous prick. Before the gate was finally shoved aside with the following swing from Crevan's hips, turning it into just another firm, kneading hole wrapped taut around the crimson spire.\n\nCrevan's fingers squeezed against her body just as tightly as her's did against his bed frame. Excited huffs welled from the boy's throat as a grinning snarl stretched across his black lips, letting his pants fall freely onto the vixen's bosom. Thrust after thrust rang forth, creating lurid wet notes as his pre-lathered dick quenched itself within her aching warmth, joining the tenor of their breaths, his youthful pants, and especially her sultry moans. All to be joined at last by the first, demanding plap of the boy's knot kissing her utterly stuffed spade, and the duller smack of his balls clapping against the writhing vixen's taint.\n\n``I'm gonna knock you up now, alright Zan~?''\n\nZandra's mind was far too enraptured by the heavenly bliss his dick sparked within her to process, yet alone answer, what her young little stud was saying, leaving her heat-gripped psyche to answer with an exuberant, pleadful moan and a sultry grind of her spade against the lad's knot. She could tell that the boy was nearing his peak with how demandingly the glands throbbed along her stuffed spade and deeper tunnel, stretching nerves that were already wrapped around its girth to higher, brief heights of ecstasy with every pulse. The anxiety in the back of her mind tried to gnaw its way through the fog of lusts blinding her sense of propriety, but ultimately failed in their quest to try and get her lips to move and ask the studling to pull out.\n\nNot that the brat was liable to answer such a request anyway, not when the hungry stare from his gleaming eyes could see what the adult woman [i]really[/i] desired. His lips were twisted in a prideful smirk as he raced himself towards his peak, slowly working his knot deeper into the black cookie wrapping itself around his tri-lobed knot. One hand pressed against her chest just shy of her breasts heaving from her pants. The other drew her attention to the vivid bulge his dick made within her depths - the distending impression ran from just behind her spade all the way to her womb wrapped around the monstrous masculinity like a sleeve.\n\nUntil the final inch of the boy's dick finally took its rightful place in her fertile hole with one last buck~ The knot sunk in answer to her earlier beg, holstering itself firmly in her knot-pocket whilst his tapered point dug squarely into the back of her womb, pressing the impression beneath her white belly fur past her belly button as it did so.\n\nHer body writhed with what she thought was the last of her climaxes as the little stud's own soon chased after hers, only to find that the rush of endorphins were merely the first in a long series of peaks clustered one right after each other as Crevan's orgasm pulsed through her depths! Each flood of pleasure and excitement was higher than the last, arriving before she had time to recover from the last, sending her mind inevitably spiraling yet further into hedonistic bliss! Her gaze finally fell away from their groins, burning the image of the ten-year-old's hips ground firmly against her spade with all the other unforgettable memories she made today into her mind... Along with the sight of the bulge his dick made within her belly [i]jumping[/i] beneath her fur from the force of the throbs [i]drumming[/i] against her g-spot, her cervix, and her very womb!\n\nCrevan's plump, heavy, melon-sized balls scrunched themselves against her rump, making the vixen's toes clench against the boy's bed. But the rope-sized streaks of creamy, alabaster kit batter erupting straight into her womb made sure Zandra's sensibilities were on an extended vacation for the entire length of the cub's climax. Any hope she might have had of weaving a spell to ensure the studling's seed couldn't take were dashed by her fucked witless condition, leaving the boy's cream to pour forth uncontested, pooling within her very womb to spread the fiery warmth of his virility throughout her abdomen. So much seed that, soon enough, her cervix stuffed and knot plugged sex had no choice but to swell and stretch around the weight of the boy batter settling within her abdomen, bringing a maternal curve to her figure that pressed against the lithe, flat belly of the little stud responsible for making it.\n\nThe boy's huffs joined her own, the fatigue of their carnal indulgence taking its toll as their climaxes petered out. But, whilst Crevan's cocky, shit eating grin was plastered without a care across his mug, panic began to finally well up from the depths of Zandra's mind now that her long unsatisfied heat had been answered. Not just because his dick finally gave her the fuck she had desperately longed for, but also from his virile sperm sweeping up from the chamber it bloated to claim the waiting bundles of fertility her estrus, and her ovum-scattering climaxes, had put out in offer for the paragon of masculinity tied between her legs.\n\n``Oh... Oh god, what have I... What did we... What if I get pregnant-''\n\n``Oh, you're [i]definitely[/i] pregnant. With [i]my[/i] kits.'' The boy's words interrupted her. \n\nZandra's eyes refocused to stare at the brat in an entirely new light. The sweet, `innocent', well-mannered boy she knew so well had been laid bare for the mask that it was. The virile breeding [i]monster[/i] of a cub that he really was was on full display, his tail sweeping with a cocky swagger behind his back as his glinting blue eyes admired the handiwork he had wrought upon her belly. The hand that had once teased over the bulge of his dick now swept across a cum-swollen abdomen that left the vixen looking like she was past the first trimester already.\n\nBut what caught her attention the most wasn't the bloated swell of her body, but rather a new patch of black fur etched upon her abdomen, crowning the curves of her cum-laiden womb - a vulpine shaped head coiled around by a single tail. A mark of claim that some kitsune studs could make appear above the wombs that their seed had taken purchase in, displaying proof that their loins had conquered the crowned wombs... Leaving no possibility for doubt that the boy was speaking the truth as he pronounced his victory over her fertility!\n\n``Now, the way I see it...'' Crevan's chest growled with an uncharacteristic, domineering glee as his deep blue eyes turned to stare into his prospective step-mother's eyes. Magic played across the hand tracing the outline of his paternal mark, a simple illusion that would beguile the eyes of mortals like his father to hide his virile signature, but would not work against the phantasm-keen eyes of Zandra and, more than likely, the boy himself. ``Everyone can think that these are my little brothers growing in here... Or...''\n\nHis lips spread wider, exposing a single fang through his crooked smile. His head leaned forward as far as he could to growl the last words of his `threat' as close as possible to the older kitsune's ear while they were tied. ``Everyone can [i]know[/i] that those are my bastards in there, and thus what you and I did~''\n\n``So, what's your answer... `Mom'~?'' He added, a cocky purr seeping into every syllable after delivering his ultimatum to his future step-mother.\n\n``You... You little shit-'' Just how much of this was planned by the brat... Was he even really asleep? Or did he cast out the irresistible bait that was his crotch to reel her in while she thought he was slumbering!?\n\n``Hey, is that any way to speak in front of your adorable stepson? Really, I'm doing you a favor~!'' The boy reeled back, his seemingly oh so innocent boyish smile on his lips once again, contrasting so starkly compared to the situation they were in, and the sneering grin those young lips had sported just a second earlier. ``You said Dad's a lovely guy, and that you love him and me, right~? The [i]only[/i] reason you weren't going to say yes when he pops the question is because he can't satisfy you, right?''\n\n``So, that's where I come in~ Whenever you're needing a [i]real[/i] stud, whenever you go into heat and want some virile kitsune seed to take root and give Dad the large family he's been dreaming of since he had me... You can come to me, his own precious, baby boy, and I'll give you what you [i]need[/i]. That should take care of all of your concerns, right~?'' The lad's chest puffed out in pride, his tail swished, content that the logic his young, naive, yet oh so depraved mind had reasoned out was foolproof.\n\n``But... What if your father finds out...''\n\nCrevan's domineering grin stretched across his lips once more, as the boy's eyes glowered with a beguiling light sparked by the dominant hand he held against the vixen's last feeble protest against the `happy little family' he had arranged.\n\n``What Daddy doesn't know can't hurt him~ Isn't that what you taught me... [i]Mom~[/i]''\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Zandra sighed listlessly as she sat sprawled across the couch. The nine-tailed kitsune was once again helping out her boyfriend during his busy work schedule by babysitting his kid while he pulled another all-nighter. Not that she minded, of course. The fox boy might be a bit of a brat sometimes, but he was typically well behaved whenever he wasn't trying to get a rise out of her. So, for now, the kit was happily content playing his games on the television, leaving her to dwell upon what was actually on her mind.

That ring...

She had found it while doing a favor for the workaholic father by tidying up his house earlier that day, even managing to get the ten-year-old cub to help out to make the task go by quicker and cultivate better habits in the boy. Zandra had taken charge of cleaning his father's bedroom just in case there was anything illicit left out from the disappointing sex that they had had yesterday, and that's when she had found it tucked away in one of his bedside drawers - the unmistakable sight of an engagement ring. If there was any doubt, the eye watering receipt for the adornment was tucked away with it still to dispel them, bearing the date that the vulpine had purchased it, coinciding with when Crevan's dad had started acting more nervous around her.

He was a great guy, really, despite the fact that he was a normal, mundane fox and not a kitsune like herself. He had a well paying job that would allow her to be a stay at home wife, or cut back her hours as she so desired. He was pleasing to look at, and she delighted in draping herself against his side on at least a few occasions while they were out to make some other girl eyeing him jealous. He was even nice, funny, and a perfect gentleman in every way, and the baggage that turned away most of his exes - the fact that he had a kid from a previous relationship - didn't really bother her at all.

For all his many positives, however, one massive negative sat in stark contrast, leaving her tossing up a decision that would have otherwise been a slam dunk to decide: He was absolutely mediocre in the sack.

She loved him, really, but... every time they retired to bed, or wherever else they got busy, more often than not she was left unsatisfied and needed to finish herself off after the fox had fallen asleep so as to not hurt his pride. Even trying to find some things to `spice up their lovelife' hadn't had much success. It was a problem that made itself especially known whenever she was in her heat just like now. Unable to do anything but wet her libido's appetite rather than satisfy it, the desire would just keep boiling within her psyche like a gnawing ache until her estrus passed.

There was really only one way a relationship with him would go. Eventually she'd get frustrated and either break up or cheat with another man that could satisfy her, and she didn't want to hurt the man's heart anymore than she would have to. She had already been contemplating leaving him before she discovered that ring, or at least gently tell him that she wasn't wanting to be anything more than friends. But, now... Would it be better to crush his heart before he got a chance to pop the question, or risk completely destroying it later when the inevitable happened?

``What's up?''

Crevan's words roused Zandra from her musing, drawing her lighter blue eyes to meet his own adorable blues. The boy was leaning back against the couch she was laying on, his controller on his lap whilst his gaze turned upwards to meet her troubled expression with a confused, and somewhat concerned, look on his young face.

He could be way too charming for his own good sometimes...

``Nothing much, Crevan. Just... Debating something,'' the vixen replied with a smile, reaching down to give the green mane of fur sprouting from between the boy's ears a playful ruffle. That would be another problem if she turned the man down; she'd be breaking this little cutie's heart that had grown to consider her as a surrogate mother figure over the last few months.

``What are you debating?'' The boy mused, turning his attention fully away from his game as he spun about, resting his forearms and chin against the side of a cushion. ``Dad says I'm smart, and help him make decisions all the time! Why don't you try telling me what's wrong?''

``Oh, nothing's... wrong per say. I'm just contemplating something. Something that's a bit too important to talk to a cub about, I'm sorry.'' Zandra knew the answer wouldn't satisfy the boy, and sure enough, the inevitable playful scowl that crossed his young expression proved her right.

``Dad sometimes asks me about important stuff too!'' He protested with a huff, not willing to be so casually dismissed.

``Oh yeah? Like what?''

``Like...'' The boy started, giving the kitsune a glance as he debated whether he should say something or not. No doubt he had been promised not to talk about it to anyone else, but soon enough his desire for validation from the older woman compelled him to break his promised silence.

``Like if I'd want you to be my new mom,'' he glanced away, letting the words hang in the air for her to consider.

`Damnit... Why did he have to go and ask him first?' Zandra's thoughts ran through her mind, drawing a defeated sigh from her lips. It made sense, but it made things so much harder for her now that he had gotten his hopes up. ``Oh? And what did you tell him?''

``I told him yes, of course!'' The boy's gaze snapped back to meet her's, a beaming smile on his lips as he expected the answer to cheer her up. ``All my friends thought you were pretty when you dropped me off at school, and you even play games with me! You're, like, the best mother I could ask for.''

The vixen bit her lip as she listened to the boy, as well as saw how fondly he grinned up at her as he did so. Even the adorable swish of his tail felt like the twisting of a knife into her indecisive heart as she sat there.

``I'm touched, but... There's more that needs to go into whether I become your mother than that,'' she tried to deflect, turning her gaze towards the clock on the television's pause screen to avoid his cute, yet currently heart-wrenching visage.

``Like what? What else could there be... You love Dad... Right? So... Is it because of me, then?''

``What? No, no, no, no, no. You are definitely not the issue, there.'' She snapped, just the hint of disappointment seeping into his words were like a venom poured down her throat that she had to cut off.

``Then... Is it actually because you don't love my Dad?''

``No... It's not... Look, I love the both of you very much!'' Zandra waved her hand dismissively with an aggravated and defeated sigh, trying to figure out some way to explain the matter towards the boy that didn't make it sound like she didn't love either of them. ``But... There's more to marriage than liking each other...''

``Like making kids?'' Crevan's tail swished far more exuberantly than it had any right to in this situation. ``Dad said I might finally have a younger brother or a sister to take care of and protect if you said yes!''

``I'd be the best big brother ever, so you don't have to worry! I would kick the heck out of anyone that would dare bully my siblings!'' The boy puffed out his chest as he tried to convince her of his brotherly merits, managing to draw a dry smile from Zandra despite her conflicted feelings.

``I know you'd be a great big brother,'' she replied with a laugh, silencing the boy's brotherly pitch by pulling him against her chest in a fond hug.

``Sooo..?'' His blue eyes peeked up from between her bosom, his tender eyes still so full of hope even as a hint of a frown crept across his black lips

``It's... Look... I really like your Dad and you, but...'' There was no way to square this circle without talking about things she really shouldn't with a boy his age, so instead she decided to exit the conversation by giving the lad a playful push to get him onto his feet. ``Look, it's getting late, Crevan. I let you stay up past your bedtime long enough for helping me clean. You need to go to bed now without complaining like you said you would.''

``Aww, man...'' The fox's pout of protest was far easier to bear than the hint of his hopes being shattered. He grumbled, but ultimately did as he was told, finding a spot to save in the game before packing away the console and controller.

But before he padded off to his room, he paused at the edge of the hallway to glance back at her. His expression lingered on her far longer than it typically did. Zandra was sure that his boyish mind was turning with the type of thoughts that would quickly get into trouble. She was already preparing for him to start kicking up a fuss of protest against going to bed. Fortunately for her, it looked like the boy was just trying to bargain for an additional boon for his compliance. ``Can you read me a story to go to bed with, Zan~?''

``Fine... I'll be there in a minute. Get into your pajamas and into bed and I'll be there soon.'' The answer made the boy grin, yet his gaze still lingered on her for another few moments before he finally ducked down the hallway.

There was something about that gaze that made her feel a bit of unease... For a moment, his eyes seemed to gleam in an unnatural way while reflecting the hallway's light. No... Surely she was just imagining it.

Zandra hadn't intended to make Crevan wait this long. She had only meant to take a few more minutes to wrap up her thoughts on the dilemma before her and finish a few last minute tasks about the house to give the lad time to get dressed and settled. But she had gotten carried away in her indecisiveness again, and when she glanced back at the clock on the television's screen, nearly half an hour had passed since she said she'd follow the boy. At this point, all she could hope was that the lad was asleep so he wouldn't be mad at her before bed. At least that way she could make it up to him with some breakfast to ameliorate his adorably grumpy pouts.

The nine-tailed fox crept towards the boy's door and nudged it open the peak in on the lad. Sure enough, the boy was asleep. An apologetic smile stretched across Zandra's lips when she first saw the boy face down and fast asleep, but it quickly turned into a pursed frown when she noticed the state he was in. The lad's pajamas - the ones that he should have been wearing - were scattered on the floor with the clothes he had just taken off, leaving the brat covered only by his bed sheets and presumably his underwear as he snoozed.

``Sigh... What am I going to do with you...'' The kitsune tutted underneath her breath as she walked over, picking up his unused pajamas to fold them back up for tomorrow. Next came his dirty clothes to put in the hamper, before her attention turned towards the brat himself...

It wasn't the first time she had had to wake up the boy and put him in bed properly, but it was the first time she'd have to do it while he was half dressed. Did he kick himself out of his pajamas out of protest when she didn't come as soon as she said she would? Well, there was no way to tell for sure now. There wasn't much sense in waking him up while he was passed out in bed to interrogate him, after all - especially since it'd just make the boy even more grumpy after she broke her word - so she settled for just helping to get him properly under the covers.

Zandra lifted the sheet to get started and... Oh...

An embarrassed flush brushed across her cheeks when she realized the boy had squirmed out of his underwear as well, exposing his bare naked asscheeks to her gaze. She turned her face away to try to maintain some form of decency, even as she shook her head at the silliness of it all. If she did decide to become the boy's mother, she would have to deal with a lot worse than a naughty, bare naked kit, afterall. So, she scooped her hands underneath his shoulder and thigh and gingerly rolled him onto his back and off of the sheets he was lying on...

Only to be greeted by the one thing she had never expected to see, causing the vixen's breath to catch in her throat as she found herself staring. She hadn't been trying to look, but it was hard not to catch the boy's fat sheath, and even heavier balls, from the corner of her vision as he rolled over. Even on an adult, the boy's assets would be eye watering, but on such a young, youthful frame, his `budding' masculinity looked absolutely ginormous. Zandra's lips were already watering as her unscratched libido began to run rampant during her shock, filling her mind with idle thoughts which made the adult vixen's ears and cheeks blush a deeper, scarlet hue.

Could he really be that man's son..? The adult fox wasn't `small', sure, but he was thoroughly average in almost all regards when it came to sex, and that definitely included his assets. Yet, here his son was, an absolute monster of masculinity. Just the faint hint of his youthful virility tickling against her nostrils was enough to make her black spade glisten between her legs in excitement.

It couldn't be real. It had to be a trick.

The strange gleam she saw in the boy's eyes as he wandered off... Had the boy developed a talent with magic? It was unlikely, but she couldn't completely discount the possibility that it was all an elaborate illusion the youth had conjured into being. Although, any phantasm conjured forth by such a young kid shouldn't have fooled a kyuu-bi's eyesight like her own, nor should it be able to tantalize her keen sense of smell - one of the typical weaknesses to their kin's Fox Magic.

And yet... Zandra couldn't bring herself to disregard the possibility... Not without checking first. She bit her lip, knowing that it was just an excuse she had settled on to feel the boy's loins to satisfy her curiosity. But, he was asleep... His father wasn't home yet... No one would ever know...

Just a little touch, just to make sure, she told herself. Her hand reached forward, fingers cusping around the slumbering meat, and... Oh.

It was real.

The most advanced of illusions might be able to fool a sense of touch, but not without a lingering trace of power that her fingers would inevitably be able to detect with her touch. The only sensation beneath her fingers, however, was that of the warm, fuzzy fur of the boy's plump sheath occupying the majority of her palm.

The vixen's growing excitement brought a pant to her breast, as well as made her nipples perk against her bra. Her panties, meanwhile, were quickly becoming soaked by her puffy spade as the self control she had over her own heat fell apart when faced with the youth's virility.

The vixen began to pant from the growing excitement welling within her breast, her nipples perking against her bra whilst her panties were quickly becoming soaked by her puffy spade. If he was a man, she knew without a doubt that she'd be jumping on his bone immediately regardless of her relationship with his father. It was only the taboo of his age that kept her from taking further advantage of him... Or, more accurately, to not take advantage of him as soon as she otherwise would, considering she couldn't help but give the slumbering monster lurking within the pouch a squeeze and feel the first, mighty quake of the youth's masculinity stir against her touch.

Crevan shifted with a delighted whimper rolling from his lips, whilst his hips reflexively pressed into her groping hand. The forward roll of his crotch and her own tender touch dragged the white fur down, revealing the tapered start of the lad's soda-can thick boymeat. Just in time too for her hungry gaze to spy the next powerful throb race through the youth's cock, jumping the tool a centimeter forward and draw a sputter of pre from its start to glaze along its red surface.

It... It couldn't hurt to see how it would look at full mast... Right?

Zandra could only hope that she wasn't panting hard enough to rouse the boy's slumber as she came to kneel down against the side of his bed, bringing her nose, greedily sucking down every trace of his scent it could get, to within just a few inches of the rich aroma's source. The hand upon Crevan's cock remained firmly glued to the prize that was drawing her closer like a siren, whilst the other slipped into her own pants to give her needy cookie some long overdue attention.

The youth's tool swelled across his abdomen from her skillful ministrations, all while her ice blue eyes watched every inch spilling forth with a ravenous stare. Her curious, explorative squeezes quickly turned into slow, teasing gropes and a rolling clench over the kit's fat cock. Her ears flicked with every tender whimper which rolled from the lad's lips as her mind devoured every sultry detail it could; the faster pace of his breath rolling from his lips, the twitch welling from those heavy nuts as they draped against his lithe thighs, ending with another rivulet of cream pouring onto his own body and over her stroking fingers. All of it fed into her burning lust like kindling thrown onto a flame.

The monstrous slab of boy dick pulsed across his belly, its drooling point resting against his breast clear past his sternum. Whilst, at its base, the boy's knot finally slipped free, a trio of glands so wide in their girth that not even she could wrap a hand around the hefty base - the boy could damn near tie a mare with that beast! It had to be the biggest cock she had ever seen in her long life, and it was damn right criminal that it was twitching on a boy's lap. If only her boyfriend possessed his own son's cock, she would accept the ring in a heartbeat just to feel it throb inside her hungry spade.

Zandra's attention shifted its focus away from the enthralling crimson spire and to her hand wrapped around its midsection. Her hand was absolutely soaked in the boy's precum just in the process of bringing the monster to its zenith. Her mouth watered as she spied the matted fur of her fingers, enticing her to finally prise it from the beast of a cock, and bring the precum soaked digits to her maw to take the first taste of the boy's budding virility.

It was every bit as divine as she hoped it would be. A delectable mixture of youth and potent fecundity that matched the delectable contrast of scents she had been indulging in since pressing her nose against the side of his hip. She needed to taste it from the source. Her concern for the consequences disappeared from her mind as she leaned forward, pressing her maw against the point of the ten-year-old's cock. The tool answered in kind with another visible throb that stained her lips with a gloss of youthful masculinity, her silky tongue rolling against the living fountainhead in reply to spread the veritable ambrosia across her taste buds.

``...Zan?''

The vixen's eyes snapped open, glancing up to the now open sapphires of her charge's gaze looking back down at her. The steady sway of her nine tails came to a sudden halt, right along with the plunging curls of her fingers sinking into her own spade.

Shit..! Shit, shit, shitshit!

``What's going on..?'' He glanced down an inch, looking towards his own length held within her hand and pressed against her nursing lips. The cub cock pulsed in response, making the sight she cast look even more lurid as a fresh splotch of pre washed across her lips. ``Isn't that what you're meant to do with Daddy..?''

``It's fine..!'' She tried to think of a story to try and explain her behavior, her cunning yet lust addled mind jumping from fantastical story to fantastical story. But, in the end, the boy had her dead to rights. His cock against her maw, her hand squeezed around his prick, her damp panties wrapped around her hand. No excuse she could manufacture would ever satisfy a smart kid like him.

The only chance she had was to rely upon the authority she held over the boy, and if she was going to exploit that, well... She might as well finally satisfy the yearning cunt that had gotten her into this mess to begin with!

``So, Crevan... How would you like a special reward for all your help today..? As well as to make up for not telling you that story~?''

``Really~?'' His cock jumped against her fingers with so much boyish vigor that Zandra had to stop herself from visibly swooning in response, as well as matting her cheek with another wad of his copious fecundity of course. ``But... Wouldn't Dad be sad if he found out we were doing this..?''

Just how much did this kid know about sex already..? Well, she supposed it was harder than ever to keep information out of children's paws. Besides, if he was this hung, no doubt his father would have had to give him `the talk' at a younger than expected age to keep him from getting up to any trouble. After all, with balls like his churning with an adolescent desire to breed, the youth must have had a breeding stud's worth of hormones boiling through his blood already despite his tender age!

No wonder he could be a brat sometimes, then. If anything, it was impressive he wasn't a little monster all the time!

``Well... What your Dad doesn't know, can't hurt him, right? This will be a little secret between you and me, because you're such a big, grown up boy... How does that sound, kiddo~?''

Crevan's face scowled lightly whilst his little ears twitched as he considered her suggestion. The pleasure he had felt from her groping touches, the desire he had to behave for her, the devious motivation to get up to no good, and the pride of being entrusted with a secret from the adult woman, versus his loyalty to his father and the man that had raised him. Fortunately for Zandra, however, those breeding instincts proved too strong for the little stud to ignore.

``Alright~ Are you going to keep using your mouth, then..?'' He spoke with the first hints of a smile creeping across his face.

``No...'' She would like to, but... She didn't know when his father would finally return home. If she spent too much time indulging her desire to swallow that monster, she might run out of time to finally scratch the depths the older fox's cock couldn't and leave her heat all the worse for it.

Instead, she stood up, withdrawing her fingers from her needy spade as she turned her hands - stained respectively in her estrus and his productivity - towards stripping herself of her clothes right in front of the boy's eyes. Crevan quickly settled up from his bed, his heavy cock falling with a soft thump against his little knee as he sat upright. His precious blue eyes watched every movement of her hands, at least until her shirt came to rest upon the floor of his room and his young gaze settled upon her buxom breasts. Although, a second afterwards, and the lad found his attention split with her excitement soaked underwear as well, his gaze bouncing between the two as his wandering mind willed whilst his tail beat a frantic wag against his bed behind him.

It was depraved to be so visibly lusted after by such a precocious youth, but... The eagerness behind it, the instinctual hunger that goaded the brat forward was something she had missed from her nights with his mild mannered father. In a way, Zandra couldn't help but appreciate the naked desire he wore, coaxing her on to continue as her hands reached up and unlatched her bra, followed by her fingers sliding down over her lithe figure to pry her damp panties from her sex and cast them down to her feet as well. Everything, from her hard teats to her soaked spade was now exposed to Crevan's stare, and she loved every minute of it.

``Do you like what you see, Crev~?'' She purred, leaning forward to rest her hands on either side of the young stud's hips, pressing her lovely breasts together to highlight the shapely mounds just in front of his face as her snout hovered just above his.

``Y- Yeah... You're even prettier without clothes as you were with~'' The little charmer replied back with a purr, and an open smile that showed off his tiny fangs despite the slight devious curl it had.

``You're going to grow up to be quite the heartbreaker, aren't you little guy..? That is, if you're not already...'' Zandra murmured with a resigned sigh, before pressing her lips against his nose in a far to chaste kiss for what they were doing... Or for what was about to happen.

She shifted forward, pushing the boy towards the base of his small single bed as she took her place on it in his stead. She was far too large for the small mattress, and it certainly wouldn't be comfortable to sleep on. But that was the last thing she was intending to do now, and there was more than enough room for her to lay her back along the mattress and allow her legs to wrap around her little stud, pulling him against her sex that was far too eager for the cub's cock than she ever wanted to admit.

``You know how to use that thing, right, my little man~?'' Zandra spoke with a demanding pant, her gaze stuck fast to the throbbing pillar of masculinity nudging against her groin with the kit's restless movements.

``I... Think I got an idea, yeah~'' His gaze slid down along her body one last time to eye her writhing black folds and how they contrasted against the vivid red pole of his prick. Any boy would have put two and two together at that point, especially with how she incessantly rolled her crotch against that studhood to paint it with her arousal.

``Then go on then~ Do what your father couldn't...'' She growled hotly. If she had any less control over herself, she might have damn well tried to enchant him to make him fuck her. But, fortunately, such underhanded tactics didn't seem to be needed~

Crevan leaned forward, his small body looming above her as best it could as he held with one hand holding his weight against her chest. The other slid down to his monstrous masculinity, fingers wrapped around his giant knot that made his young hand look downright tiny in comparison to it, before using his grip to nudge his drooling point to the kitsune's slick entrance.

She didn't need to ask twice~ As soon as he was lined up, his youthful impatience made sure he sank his hips forward and began stretching her vixen hole around his impossibly hung girth! A moan shook forth from her chest as his wedge-shaped head stretched her pussy wide, sending waves of pleasure rolling through her core that a strength she hadn?t felt in decades, yet alone since dating his father! She was thankful that the older fox wasn't home yet, not when any attempt to silence the moans welling within her were defeated by the exuberant swings the boy put behind every thrust of his considerable cock!

Her fingers squeezed against the back of his small body, raking across the flexing muscles of his back as the studling put every ounce of strength he had behind the single minded task to breed her, just as his budding instincts demanded. Her eyes couldn't wrench themselves away from his massive girth disappearing into her sex, mesmerized by how the tool pistoned in with every hammering thrust no matter how vivid the bliss crashing into her body was! The sight of his young hips rolling behind the tool, and the hint of the crooked smile stretching across the boy's muzzle out of the corner of her eye, made her heart flutter all the heavier with the reminder of the sinful taboo she was indulging in.

Not that Zandra regretted it for a damn minute, not when the boy managed to push her sex to the best orgasm she had felt in years. Her lips parted wide with a sweet cry of bliss, her body clenched tight against the young stud pounding into her sex and making every nerve his dick rolled across writhe in ecstasy. He was just getting started, barely more than a third of his length delved into the warm, tight tunnel behind her spade, and he had already driven her to a climax that his father had never managed. And yet, the boy had only put to use the same number of inches as his elder did, although there was an obvious difference in girth, as well as the vigor the lad put behind his rut, that the adult fox just couldn't hope to match~

``O- Ohhhh... Just like that... Breed me like the little stud you are.'' Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew she shouldn't be encouraging him, at the very least because being in the middle of a heat with the boy's quite visible virility would only lead to one inevitable outcome. Although, if she could keep her wits about her at that final moment, she might be able to weave enough of her magic together to prevent his seed from taking root.

But such thoughts were hardly at the forefront of her mind, not in this moment as her long pent up desires had finally found release. In fact.... There was a dark, carnal yearning just as strong as her ignored conscience that beckoned her to continue, to let the boy's seed find purchase in her womb. What better father to pass on their genes to her future boys and girls than the amazing stud right before her~? He certainly was a far better specimen of masculinity at ten than his father was at thirty.

``But won't Dad-''

``It'll be fine~ Now, knot me you stud~!''

``Okay~!'' The boy's sing-songing voice and crooked smile should have been clear giveaways that something wasn't quite right, but such signs escaped the lust drunk vixen's normally keen senses. Especially when those hints coincided with the firm, redoubled thrusts of the boy's hips to fuck her with an expertise that a young virgin cub shouldn't possess, layered on top of a brash boyish boldness that only a developing youth like him could exercise!

All that dick he was swinging steadily sawed its way into her spade, stretching her walls wide around his shaft whilst the brat's hips angled just right to ensure it pressed its weight against the most tender of her erogenous spots with every ground past, now plundering depths that his father's cock could never hope to reach. His girth displayed itself prominently as he dove forward, wrapping her love canal around it wide enough to bring a telling bulge to her abdomen, lined up to the boy dick hammering into her spade, and stretching steadily towards the core of her groin. Yet one more delectable vision for her ice blue eyes to drink in beneath the darker, sapphire stare of her young lover, helping to push her to another euphoric orgasm so soon after the last.

Her feet released their loose hold upon his back to instead plant themselves against the end of the boy's bed, stayed spread to give the boy fucking her for all she was worth all the space he could need. Her arms fell away from his back as her second climax coursed its way through her chest, moving to press against the head of the bed as she writhed with desire. Her shapely figure was left on full display for the young stud's gaze, utterly exposed and vulnerable to his lascivious stare, as well as his small, wandering, and oh so possessive hands combing across her fur~

The lad's steady, rocking gait was suddenly interrupted as his just over half-sunken girth knocked against something that Zandra hadn't felt touched in a long, long time. His tapered point jutted against the squirming muscle walls of her cervix, sending another jolt coursing through her being, as well as a surprised mix of a yelp and moan from her maw. Of course, she should have known that a boy of his `caliber' would have a womb-knocking tool, but what made her blush even worse as she stared between their legs was that his fat knot had yet to tap against her spade. Even his heavy, virile vixen fillers were only just beginning to brush against the edge of her thighs with every gate-battering roll forward! Her eyes watered, mind abuzz as she stared at the succulent knot with a hunger that wouldn't be denied so easily - she needed to feel that monster fill her with every last inch, regardless of how thoroughly he plundered her depths to do it!

``I'm gonna have to cum right in your womb if you want me to tie you~ Is that alright, Zan~?'' The boy's voice purred from just in front of her, but the laser focus her attention had upon his dick made the teasing words, rumbling with a carnal hunger that no boy's voice should ever carry, feel like they were being snarled right into her ear.

``Y- Yeah, that's fine.''

She already felt like she was going to regret those words, especially when it prompted the boy to slide his hips back with an air of showmanship she didn't see coming. Her eyes bulged with amazement as she saw inch after inch of that incredible, monstrous, puppy pecker pry itself from her hungry, clenching depths, each freed inch washed in a mixture of the boy's freely drooled ambrosia and her own lubricating estrus. She got to see nearly the entire thing towering over her cunt as he left only his sputtering head wedged between those lips, the boy's swishing tail serving as the backdrop to the illicit, drool inducing image that would be forever burned into her memory.

He held himself there for a full second, just to let Zandra drink in the sight, before at last the boy's hips rammed forward with every ounce of their strength! His length stuffed the entire length of her tunnel with one nerve-wracking thrust, before his buck ground to a swift halt against the gate to her womb. The momentum the boy put behind the swing was far more than she expected, sending the adult vixen's body rolling forward against the head of his little bed. An exasperated moan fell from her lips, before the note quickly turned into another high pitched, full throated scream of pleasure when his following thrust slammed her squarely into another climax. Her fingers wrapped around the metal bars of the bedrail, squeezing so tightly against the thin wrought iron bars that their pads turned white. The boy didn't halt even as her spade clenched down with every reflexive attempt to milk the cub dick that was shaking her euphoric peaks loose like ripened fruit from a tree.

One ram quickly turned into two, then three, before the vixen inevitably lost count as she writhed underneath the panting boy's demanding lusts. The once steadfast protector of her feminine chamber proved no match for the brat's carnal hunger, not when its stoic defense was undermined by its owner's estrus and ever swelling lust. The boy's head wedged itself squarely into Zandra's cervix, dimpling the once resolute barrier beneath his monstrous prick. Before the gate was finally shoved aside with the following swing from Crevan's hips, turning it into just another firm, kneading hole wrapped taut around the crimson spire.

Crevan's fingers squeezed against her body just as tightly as her's did against his bed frame. Excited huffs welled from the boy's throat as a grinning snarl stretched across his black lips, letting his pants fall freely onto the vixen's bosom. Thrust after thrust rang forth, creating lurid wet notes as his pre-lathered dick quenched itself within her aching warmth, joining the tenor of their breaths, his youthful pants, and especially her sultry moans. All to be joined at last by the first, demanding plap of the boy's knot kissing her utterly stuffed spade, and the duller smack of his balls clapping against the writhing vixen's taint.

``I'm gonna knock you up now, alright Zan~?''

Zandra's mind was far too enraptured by the heavenly bliss his dick sparked within her to process, yet alone answer, what her young little stud was saying, leaving her heat-gripped psyche to answer with an exuberant, pleadful moan and a sultry grind of her spade against the lad's knot. She could tell that the boy was nearing his peak with how demandingly the glands throbbed along her stuffed spade and deeper tunnel, stretching nerves that were already wrapped around its girth to higher, brief heights of ecstasy with every pulse. The anxiety in the back of her mind tried to gnaw its way through the fog of lusts blinding her sense of propriety, but ultimately failed in their quest to try and get her lips to move and ask the studling to pull out.

Not that the brat was liable to answer such a request anyway, not when the hungry stare from his gleaming eyes could see what the adult woman really desired. His lips were twisted in a prideful smirk as he raced himself towards his peak, slowly working his knot deeper into the black cookie wrapping itself around his tri-lobed knot. One hand pressed against her chest just shy of her breasts heaving from her pants. The other drew her attention to the vivid bulge his dick made within her depths - the distending impression ran from just behind her spade all the way to her womb wrapped around the monstrous masculinity like a sleeve.

Until the final inch of the boy's dick finally took its rightful place in her fertile hole with one last buck~ The knot sunk in answer to her earlier beg, holstering itself firmly in her knot-pocket whilst his tapered point dug squarely into the back of her womb, pressing the impression beneath her white belly fur past her belly button as it did so.

Her body writhed with what she thought was the last of her climaxes as the little stud's own soon chased after hers, only to find that the rush of endorphins were merely the first in a long series of peaks clustered one right after each other as Crevan's orgasm pulsed through her depths! Each flood of pleasure and excitement was higher than the last, arriving before she had time to recover from the last, sending her mind inevitably spiraling yet further into hedonistic bliss! Her gaze finally fell away from their groins, burning the image of the ten-year-old's hips ground firmly against her spade with all the other unforgettable memories she made today into her mind... Along with the sight of the bulge his dick made within her belly jumping beneath her fur from the force of the throbs drumming against her g-spot, her cervix, and her very womb!

Crevan's plump, heavy, melon-sized balls scrunched themselves against her rump, making the vixen's toes clench against the boy's bed. But the rope-sized streaks of creamy, alabaster kit batter erupting straight into her womb made sure Zandra's sensibilities were on an extended vacation for the entire length of the cub's climax. Any hope she might have had of weaving a spell to ensure the studling's seed couldn't take were dashed by her fucked witless condition, leaving the boy's cream to pour forth uncontested, pooling within her very womb to spread the fiery warmth of his virility throughout her abdomen. So much seed that, soon enough, her cervix stuffed and knot plugged sex had no choice but to swell and stretch around the weight of the boy batter settling within her abdomen, bringing a maternal curve to her figure that pressed against the lithe, flat belly of the little stud responsible for making it.

The boy's huffs joined her own, the fatigue of their carnal indulgence taking its toll as their climaxes petered out. But, whilst Crevan's cocky, shit eating grin was plastered without a care across his mug, panic began to finally well up from the depths of Zandra's mind now that her long unsatisfied heat had been answered. Not just because his dick finally gave her the fuck she had desperately longed for, but also from his virile sperm sweeping up from the chamber it bloated to claim the waiting bundles of fertility her estrus, and her ovum-scattering climaxes, had put out in offer for the paragon of masculinity tied between her legs.

``Oh... Oh god, what have I... What did we... What if I get pregnant-''

``Oh, you're definitely pregnant. With my kits.'' The boy's words interrupted her.

Zandra's eyes refocused to stare at the brat in an entirely new light. The sweet, `innocent', well-mannered boy she knew so well had been laid bare for the mask that it was. The virile breeding monster of a cub that he really was was on full display, his tail sweeping with a cocky swagger behind his back as his glinting blue eyes admired the handiwork he had wrought upon her belly. The hand that had once teased over the bulge of his dick now swept across a cum-swollen abdomen that left the vixen looking like she was past the first trimester already.

But what caught her attention the most wasn't the bloated swell of her body, but rather a new patch of black fur etched upon her abdomen, crowning the curves of her cum-laiden womb - a vulpine shaped head coiled around by a single tail. A mark of claim that some kitsune studs could make appear above the wombs that their seed had taken purchase in, displaying proof that their loins had conquered the crowned wombs... Leaving no possibility for doubt that the boy was speaking the truth as he pronounced his victory over her fertility!

``Now, the way I see it...'' Crevan's chest growled with an uncharacteristic, domineering glee as his deep blue eyes turned to stare into his prospective step-mother's eyes. Magic played across the hand tracing the outline of his paternal mark, a simple illusion that would beguile the eyes of mortals like his father to hide his virile signature, but would not work against the phantasm-keen eyes of Zandra and, more than likely, the boy himself. ``Everyone can think that these are my little brothers growing in here... Or...''

His lips spread wider, exposing a single fang through his crooked smile. His head leaned forward as far as he could to growl the last words of his `threat' as close as possible to the older kitsune's ear while they were tied. ``Everyone can know that those are my bastards in there, and thus what you and I did~''

``So, what's your answer... `Mom'~?'' He added, a cocky purr seeping into every syllable after delivering his ultimatum to his future step-mother.

``You... You little shit-'' Just how much of this was planned by the brat... Was he even really asleep? Or did he cast out the irresistible bait that was his crotch to reel her in while she thought he was slumbering!?

``Hey, is that any way to speak in front of your adorable stepson? Really, I'm doing you a favor~!'' The boy reeled back, his seemingly oh so innocent boyish smile on his lips once again, contrasting so starkly compared to the situation they were in, and the sneering grin those young lips had sported just a second earlier. ``You said Dad's a lovely guy, and that you love him and me, right~? The only reason you weren't going to say yes when he pops the question is because he can't satisfy you, right?''

``So, that's where I come in~ Whenever you're needing a real stud, whenever you go into heat and want some virile kitsune seed to take root and give Dad the large family he's been dreaming of since he had me... You can come to me, his own precious, baby boy, and I'll give you what you need. That should take care of all of your concerns, right~?'' The lad's chest puffed out in pride, his tail swished, content that the logic his young, naive, yet oh so depraved mind had reasoned out was foolproof.

``But... What if your father finds out...''

Crevan's domineering grin stretched across his lips once more, as the boy's eyes glowered with a beguiling light sparked by the dominant hand he held against the vixen's last feeble protest against the `happy little family' he had arranged.

``What Daddy doesn't know can't hurt him~ Isn't that what you taught me... Mom~''

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