Alan was where we stopped. I asked to name him and Alisha had named all the other ones but either way she liked it. So, the little red furred fox with light red hair that drooped down to a point that curved on his snout with a small clump naturally, was born and I remembered holding the little guy and he would whimper in my arms and sleep. I would be there to hold him the most. He wanted his mom but when she was with the other ones, I'd be the one he'd hug to. I'd put my hand on his little tummy and give it a rub.

Now, a Gods day had him running around with me. We were leaving Alisha and going on father and son outings fishing and the like, and become closer and close together. Well, that's what I kept from Alisha. What happened was much different and particular to us. He wanted his food and sweets like I used to, and became a little chubby kit.

I held him one time as I had many times before and put my paw on his belly and he'd hold onto my paw with his littler ones. It became belly rubs and soon my hand went lower after belly rubs and soon I had a paw under his little puff of a sheathe and coaxed his little member out. Then, would make him blush with caressing his sheathe with a paw until making a sigh and sleeping and I carried him back to a smiling Alisha. This went on starting the same way till he was nearing half the height of me. By that time, I'd taught him most everything, even up to vore.

One day, we waved by at Alisha, having said we were going fishing. At the time, I was taking Alan to a cave up in the mountains. We had been going there since he'd turned several days old. I had furnished it with items that I'd grew up with, video game systems, flat panel tvs, and foods from my previous life. It had a full living room, kitchen and bedroom.

That day, we did stop by a stream and caught fish by hand. I taught him about vore with fish. It went down easy because of the scales, so the first fish we caught, each about the size of an arm and wide as a thigh, we each swallowed and Alan chuckled as the squirming fish made him look like he was shivering. We caught a few more fish and carried them up around the crags and over on the other side of the mountains. The cave was there as it was before, it was behind a few fallen rocks so was not visible from the road. When we went inside balls of light rose from the ground and touched the walls near the ceiling.

The living room was a few recliner chairs and a wide sofa. We both sat down there and Alan glanced up at me and back down and around.

"Anxious today," I asked him.

"Nah, dad," He said smiling up at me and scratched his belly fur and put the paw back down beside him. He blinked and nodded a couple of times and the tv started up. I smiled at that, I tried to teach him some things, but he picked up on it really well.

The tv was tuned to some cartoons on Yetflix. I put the fish in the refridgerator and as I did that I considered Alan. Son, and very much like me. I smiled as I came back down to sit next to him. I looked down at his belly and saw the outline of the fish just pulsing inside his distended belly.

I reached over and touched his belly, "About given up hasn't it."

He looked over and pressed a paw into my belly and I could feel my sheath throbbing at the action. He came over and started pushing his lower half into my belly and it started a different path of turn on for me.

I felt the fish throb in my stomach and it made me giggle. He was pressing his little cock into my belly again. He'd picked up on this. I didn't have to suggest it to him but I didn't mind it. Something about feeling the prey squirm against his kit junk set him swooning. He put his legs almost in a sitting position and semi squatted to catch ever part of the fish pushing up against his sheath and balls and inner thighs.

"Keep on squirming. Yeah. Fishy squirming," he said giggling.

I pulled him into a hug and we laughed but he still wanted to let the fish buck up against his junk.

"We should go get more," I breathed.

"Oh. yeah," He said coming back and looking at me alight.

We soon returned with a few squirrels and rabbits in cages.

"Oooo, but that episode of Ultroe is almost up," He said looking at the tv that was till on as the credits of the current show went by.

"Ok. We can eat while we watch," I spoke.

"Ah yeah," He plopped down on the sofa and watched as the opening scene moved up on the tv.

I took the first couple of squirrels and gripping them firmly, I moved the first one up toward his snout while not breaking his vision on the tv. He moved his snout and snapped swallow and slurped the squirrel up with a big gulp and burp and his belly became a little more active, "Excuse me."

I grinned and stiffled a chuckle and slurped up my own ball of fuzz squirrel and felt it jitter around in my stomach. We then took in the remaining several rabbits and squirrels each and by the end, Alan had duplicated the tv so he could hump my wobbling moving belly while keeping his show in view. He locked up stiffened leaking cum over me. I fetched some damp soapy cloths and wiped it up turning both our sheaths hard and peaky pink.