Marika huffed as she pulled herself over the wooden privacy fence, her sneakers scraping at it as she tried to push herself up. Her boyfriend, Ellisz, was supposed to be watching out for any passersby, but he was a little busy staring up Marika's skirt as she went over the fence. Only once she had climbed over and out of sight did he look around, but fortunately there was nobody nearby, so he crouched down, jumped up and grabbed the flat top of the fence, and hauled himself up and over, swinging his legs over the fence along the way.

"There we go!" Marika declared as Ellisz landed next to her, her hands on her hips. The two foxes were quite a pair; Marika's blonde hair reached down her back all the way to her waist, and her green sweater and jean shorts partly covered her red-orange fur. Ellisz, by contrast, was a gray fox with shoulder-length gray hair, wearing a hoodie and a pair of jeans. Both of them also were wearing matching collars of black leather with strange writing etched into them that neither of them had ever been able to decipher, though while Marika's was around her neck, Ellisz had his fastened around the base of his tail. The collars also had teardrop-shaped tags at the front, with a small yellow topaz on one side and a brown tiger's eye stone on the other.

He lacked Marika's confidence about the situation, though, glancing around after his landing. Directly in front of him was the house at 4 Oak Drive, though it was most of the way to being a mansion; its owners were a pair of rich snobs well-known by the locals for all the wrong reasons. The white-painted house had a spacious garage with two doors and the whole house was in a big L-shape, featuring two floors with a basement, skylights, lots of windows, and a huge garden. Ellisz glanced nervously over at a doghouse in a corner of the yard, but its resident was nowhere to be seen.

"Aw, don't be so scared!" Marika teased him as she saw him nervously looking around.

"Are you sure about this though, Marika? If we get caught, it's not going to be like when we TP'd the place when we were kids..."

Marika waved for him to follow as she walked across the driveway and then up the steps to the front door. "They haven't changed the alarm codes since I was their dog-walker years ago," she reminded him. "So it'll be just fine. Trust me!"

Ellisz was following after her, fidgeting both from nervousness and for another reason, squeezing his legs together closely as soon as they came to a stop by the door. "Okay, I hope you're right, because I've really gotta piss super bad..." he muttered quietly, squirming in place.

Giggling, Marika bent down to move one of the potted plants near the front door, playfully teasing him, "Well, maybe you shouldn't have worn that collar while you were sleeping. Or didn't you learn your lesson after last time?" She hadn't remembered which potted plant was the right one, so she set that one down and checked under another.

With a huff, Ellisz retorted, "I just wanted to be ready to go in the morning," then reached down and unzipped the front of his jeans. While Marika was searching, Ellisz reached into the front of his jeans to expose his sheath, teasing his cock out of it. As she tilted back a square pot of azaleas and reached underneath for the key she found, he took aim and let loose, pissing at the edge of the pot. The thin flowers were knocked around by his stream and most of it went on to strike the dirt inside, while some of it sprayed off onto Marika's hand. With a yip of surprise she pulled away, knocking the plant over entirely, its dirt spilling onto the ground next to the door.

"Ellisz!" she complained, "You splashed me!"

"Oh yeah, I guess I missed," he said smugly as he pissed on the knocked-over plant, washing more dirt out of the pot – then aimed to the side and splashed Marika's shoes with his yellow stream, grinning widely as his tail waved back and forth mischievously. In reflex, she pulled away again, and he went on to hose down more of the flowers as well as the white wall next to the door, any nervousness he had about the situation apparently having disappeared.

For a moment, Marika just stared, taken off-guard by her boyfriend's brazen behavior – but the sight of him holding his cock and spraying piss over everything in front of him casually turned her shock into arousal, and her tail began to flick back and forth. "Hey, I've got an idea, since you're so eager to start washing the place," she told him in a playful tone as she stepped over and pressed up against his side, slipping the key into her pocket before putting one arm around his back while the other reached for his loins.

Ellisz raised an eyebrow, and when Marika's hand gently pushed at his, he let go of his dick so she could take hold of it instead. "Oh, yeah?" he inquired, leaning back against her.

She smirked and pushed him forward with the arm around his back, guiding him over to the door, making sure to point his cock at it so that his pee showered the front of the door and washed over the white paint. "Open the mail slot," she told him; there was a golden flap of metal about a third of the way up the door, though it was probably just painted to look gold. Ellisz reached out and stuck a finger under the corner of the slot to lift it up, and Marika guided his pissing shaft in underneath as she pushed him forward a little more.

With a grin, Ellisz followed her lead and pushed out his stream a little harder as it sailed in through the slot. He couldn't hear it landing inside at all, which probably meant there was a carpet, and he only regretted not being able to watch his pee soak into it. "Good thing they don't have to sign for this delivery," he joked.

Marika snorted in amusement and moved his cock from side to side, sending fox piss spraying around inside of the front door. "Oh yeah, I'm sure they'll enjoy getting this in the mail," she agreed.

Ellisz chuckled and relaxed a bit, his stream still flowing in through the slot. He should have finished by now, but the collar around his neck was cursed – or maybe blessed, depending on how you looked at it – so that he ended up peeing far more than normal, among other things. It was certainly beneficial right now. "Why do they even have it?" he asked casually, jerking his thumb to indicate behind him. "They have that big electric gate at the driveway and a mail box there."

"Because it looks fancy," Marika suggested with a shrug, making Ellisz's piss splash on the door and the mail slot for a moment as she moved his cock by accident, not that she minded. "It's just there for appearances. And for us to do this!" She wiggled his dick back and forth rapidly, spraying his pee through the slot wildly as well as all over the door itself, getting a little bit on Ellisz's hand as he kept holding up the mail slot. Ellisz just laughed in agreement, but her hand kept rubbing on his cock was making it stiffen up fully, gradually stifling the flow of his urine. The seemingly endless flow of his piss came to a stop as a result, but Marika only made it worse as she kept teasing him with small rubs and strokes even after he stopped pissing.

Flustered, Ellisz let go of the mail slot and shook his hand dry, then reached over to her and slipped his hand between her legs, giving her a grope through her shorts. "Now you're making me want to play with you right here..." he murmured lustfully, leaning against her, squeezing her more firmly as he felt her grinding back against his hand.

"I'm sure you do," she replied playfully, leaning over and giving him a smooch on the cheek. She gave him another little stroke and then suddenly let go of his cock, pulling the key back out from her pocket. "Buuuuut, we've got to get inside first before Curtain and Allison get here!"

Ellisz gave a frustrated groan as he was denied, and stood with his dick sticking out from his jeans as Marika giggled and put the key into the lock. Turning it and pushing open the door, she quickly made her way to the security system's panel on the wall, which was beeping periodically with a single red LED flashing in time with each beep. Marika quickly punched in the code, then grinned over her shoulder at Ellisz after deactivating the security system. "There we go, all set. Now nobody will interrupt us!"

As Ellisz stepped inside and closed the door, Marika came back over to him and reached out to take hold of his cock again. He thrusted his hips a little into the grip and muttered, "So, now are you going to take care of this problem you caused?"

"Mmm... nah!" she teased, stroking him just once more before letting go and dancing a few steps away again. Wiggling her rump and flashing her panties at him teasingly, she told him, "We've still got to get to the security room to open the gate first. If I remember right, it's at the corner of the house." She pointed off to one side for emphasis, raising her tail up higher as she did.

Ellisz admired her rump and grasped his shaft, pumping it slowly. "Just like how you remembered where the key was?" he jibed.

"Hey, I found it eventually!" she fired back, pulling her sweater up and over her head, tossing it over the railing of the nearby stairs. "So are you going to come with me or not?"

She scampered away, and Ellisz pulled his hoodie off as he followed after Marika, finding her shoes abandoned just around the corner. "Yeah, I'm coming, don't you worry!" he called out to her, following the trail of clothes she was leaving behind.

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Outside in the street, Allison drummed her fingers on the steering wheel of her car as she kept her eyes on the gate to the fancy house. The brown-furred dog girl was wearing a collar just like the ones Ellisz and Marika had, as was the skunk in the passenger seat beside her. Both Allison and Curtain were wearing t-shirts and jeans, though Allison's shirt was a bright pink with cat faces on it while Curtain's was a plain white. Allison also wore a headband with cat ears that held down some of her brown hair, and the fabric cat tail that hung from the base of her own tail.

She'd watched the foxes climb over the fence, and had lost track of them after that with how high the fence around the big house was. "They're taking their sweet time," she murmured, though she wasn't too surprised. Marika and Ellisz had a tendency to get... distracted, when they were left alone with each other. "I hope those were the right codes."

"I'm sure of it," Curtain reassured her, holding up his phone for emphasis. "I got the email with the codes two days ago."

Allison raised an eyebrow. "Even though they refused to let you be the house sitter because you're a skunk?"

He gave a sigh. "Yep. Would've been a cushy job, but they 'didn't want their house to smell'," he explained, making an air-quotes motion with his free hand, "and then they kicked me out. But they must've forgotten to actually reject my application, 'cause I got an automated email with the alarm codes anyway. So I told Marika..."

Allison nodded. "Yep, I remember." Marika had once been a dog-walker and dog-sitter for the rich family when she was younger, and they'd never changed the codes, according to her. She'd suggested they have some fun house-sitting, which came with the unspoken implication that it was Marika's particular brand of fun – namely, lewd and messy. Which sounded good to both Allison and Curtain. Yesterday they'd checked the place out briefly just to make sure nobody else was around, but it looked like a house-sitter had never been found, and the dog was notably absent, probably having been sent to a kennel or some relative's place. And since their vacation was going to be for about a month...

...well, it gave Marika and her friends plenty of time to enjoy themselves. Especially once Marika had heard the address; walking the dog had been a nightmare of a job and she had been paid barely anything until she quit, and then got her revenge that Halloween. With them having refused to hire Curtain from pure prejudice against skunks, she was eager to pay them another visit.

Curtain nodded and smirked, doing his best impression of Marika's voice as he said, "Those fuckers will get a nice surprise when they get back!"

Allison giggled. "A whole bunch of surprises, I'm sure," she joked, idly playing with the tag on her cursed collar. She settled back into her seat, staring at the gate to 4 Oak Drive impatiently. "Okay seriously, what's taking them so long?"

"They probably started the fun already," Curtain guessed.

"And probably yiffing in the entrance hall," Allison joked. "Foxes will be foxes."

He laughed and nodded in agreement. "I bet they barely made it three steps in."

Laughing along with him, Allison waited a few more moments, but there was still no sign of movement from the house. "Well," she began in a much lower tone, "Maybe I should play with you while we wait, since we don't have anything to do...?"

Curtain's eyes widened, and his huge tail fluffed up a bit, even trapped between his back and the passenger's seat. "Oh, uh, I... I mean uh, that sounds fun, but uh..." he murmured, looking over at her and seeing her giving him a teasing smile. She spread her legs and reached down for her jeans to start undoing the button, but just before she could unzip them the gate at the house finally began sliding open.

Allison clicked her tongue and groused, "Took them long enough!" as she started up the car, slowly pulling out from the side of the road where she had parked and turning into the driveway. "Well, we can play later, how does that sound?"

"Sounds good to me," Curtain murmured, still flustered.

Allison went up the driveway and stopped close to one of the garage doors, then parked, opened the trunk, and got out with Curtain while buttoning her jeans back up. He joined her at the trunk to pick up some of the snacks and drinks from inside, but there was far too much to carry in one trip. So, after Curtain loaded his arms with bags of chips and Allison had tucked two six-packs of soda cans under one arm, they headed off to the house with Allison in the lead. Once they found the foxes they could get them to help bring in the rest of the haul.

The knocked-over flower pot by the front door and the still-wet piss stains on the wall and porch were obvious enough indicators that Marika and Ellisz had come in this way, and hadn't bothered to wait before starting to make messes. Allison pushed open the door, smirking a little at the big wet stain on the carpet just inside of the door. "Watch your step," she told Curtain, "They went and started the fun without us."

Curtain let out an "Aww", and while Allison maneuvered around the wet part on the carpet, he simply walked right over it, his shoes making the soaked carpet squish loudly underfoot and soaking the bottoms of his shoes so that he left wet footprints as he followed after Allison. Ellisz's discarded hoodie made her raise an eyebrow, but just around the corner she sighed, put down the drinks, and picked up Marika's panties, holding them just between her thumb and the tip of her index finger.

"Look at this!" she said in dismay as she turned to face the skunk. "They got started on more than just marking the place!"

"Awwwwww!" Curtain moaned out even louder than last time. "We're missing out!"

Nodding in agreement, she remarked "Yes, let's find them," and tossed Marika's panties over her shoulder casually. Curtain set down the snacks in the hallway next to where Allison had left the drinks; they could bring them further inside later, but first they had to find where Marika and Ellisz had gotten to.

Not that it was hard to track them down, considering the trail of clothes left behind, in addition to the noise that both foxes were making. Neither of them noticed Allison and Curtain's arrival as Marika was bent over the desk in the security room, which seemed to have been converted from a large closet. A swivel chair had been pushed aside to make space for her, but that was apparently the extent of their preparation as she was lying on top of the keyboard, covering most of it with her upper body.

Some monitors were hung on the wall as well, and the one on the desk had already been smashed: the LCD screen bore a large crack, displaying vertical lines of color instead of a proper image. Ellisz was right behind Marika, bent over and groaning as he thrusted hard and deep into her ass, his hands gripping her hips and holding her down against the desk as he railed her against it. Both of them were completely naked but for the collars around her neck and his tail, leaving nothing to the imagination of the new arrivals.

Every hard thrust he made knocked the desk against the wall, shaking the brackets holding up the other monitors. One of them was loose enough that the monitor fell down, struck the corner of the desk, and smashed on the floor, making a loud noise that neither of the foxes paid any attention to at all. It was clear what they had been doing after turning off the alarm and opening the gate, and Allison leaned on the wall to watch while Curtain squirmed and stared, slowly opening up his jeans and reaching into them with his right hand.

Over and over Ellisz humped against Marika, her tail swishing against his front while his own waved behind him. Their moans mingled over the noise of the desk squeaking from the movement and thumping against the wall, a wired mouse hanging off the front of it and swinging back and forth. Ellisz leaned in closer and moved his arms up as he brought his head close to hers, the foxes starting to make out as he gave longer but harder thrusts into her ass while her pussy leaked juices down her inner thighs. Their moans were muffled by each other's mouths as they locked lips and their tongues danced together, Marika's legs trembling a little each time Ellisz thrusted into her depths, his swelling knot bumping against her rear entrance each time he pushed in deep.

They weren't trying to take their time so it wasn't much longer before Ellisz thrusted in all the way and grinded for a moment, popping his knot into Marika's ass, making her moan loudly and tense up underneath him, her feet lifting off the floor for a brief moment. He gave a longer groan and held her tightly, quivering against her as her tail lashed about throughout his orgasm. It took quite a while before he stopped grinding against her and groaning, and once he had done so Allison knocked on the door jamb to announce her presence. "I see you two didn't have any trouble."

Ellisz let out a surprised gasp but Marika simply giggled. "Yep, Ellisz found a backdoor! And the gate controls were right here too," she joked, wiggling her hips as much as she could with her boyfriend knotted in her ass.

Curtain, however, glanced over the remaining monitors, which showed different parts of the house and the outdoor area. "Um..." he wondered aloud, one hand still in his pants, "With all these cameras everywhere, how are we going to get away with our fun?"

Marika raised one arm as she panted for breath underneath Ellisz. "Oh, that's easy! We just need to turn off the system and take out the hard drive," she told him, pointing to the computer tower that was on the floor next to the desk. It was bigger and boxier than most PC cases, with a clear panel on the side showing some of the internals. Settling back in on the desk, Marika was content to rest her head on her arms and hum happily, enjoying Ellisz's embrace and the warmth of his cock and cum inside of her.

Allison looked at the server case that Marika had indicated, stepping into the room and scooting around them, patting Ellisz on the butt as she passed by just to tease him. After a moment her tail began wagging excitedly and she grinned widely as an idea came to her, and she started unbuttoning her jeans immediately. "Oh, I'll take care of it! I've always wanted to do this!" she said excitedly, unzipping her jeans and then pushing them and her panties down to her knees. Holding her legs as far apart as her jeans would let her, she leaned forward to straddle the case a little, placing one hand on the wall to steady herself and the other on the desk.

Relaxing her muscles, Allison kept grinning as she released a strong, hard stream of piss onto the computer case. It splashed against the metal surface and spilled over the sides without any notable effect besides getting it wet. Pushing her hips forward, Allison adjusted her aim to land her stream directly on the closest of the two fans at the top of the case, her pee striking the grille and running down inside, a lot of it getting sprayed around inside by the rapidly spinning fan. More still dripped down into the server itself however, eventually reaching the power supply at the bottom, and suddenly there was a loud pop from inside of the computer. The fans came to a stop and a trail of smoke rose from within the case, making Allison giggle with glee, the smell of ozone from the shorted out electronics emanating from the ruined server within moments. The monitors on the wall all went dark, displaying some variant of 'No Signal', except for the damaged one that showed a different range of wild colors.

"Okay, I turned off the server!" she declared playfully, her tail still wagging, letting her stream continue to gush into the top of the case past the inoperative fans. They no longer sprayed her urine around within the case, and instead it dripped down to the bottom, starting to pool up there. Humming to herself, she kept her aim on-point, and when Curtain came over and stood beside her for a better look, she flashed him a grin.

For over a minute she was pissing strong, humming to herself as she just kept going, more and more of her pee pouring into the case. Only the very bottom was watertight, however, and a little bit of her urine started leaking out from the sides, but not faster than she could pour it in, especially as she went for a second minute, and a third, keeping a heavy stream going the whole time. As the fluid level inside the server started to reach the vents on the back of the case and spill out from them, the giggled again and looked over to her side. "Wow, Marika, I still don't feel empty. I didn't think those collars were really going to work!"

"I told you to trust me!" Marika replied with a wink. Allison felt her legs starting to cramp from standing with them slightly bent, so she clenched her muscles to cut off her stream, giving a quiet hiss; she didn't feel anywhere close to empty at all, and it left a tingling sensation in her loins. As more of her pee gradually leaked out from the server, it soaked into the carpet underneath it, and she leaned around to look through the clear side panel, laughing with glee at the sight of her piss filling it almost halfway.

"Wow..." Curtain said as he leaned over more as well. Ellisz was watching too, having raised his upper body a bit, but he was still tied with Marika. "That's so cool! Can I do that too?"

Marika gave a chuckle, swishing her tail against Ellisz's front. "Oh, and more than that, I bet Allison could have filled it to the top if it was watertight."

"But then it would overheat," Ellisz pointed out.

"Hush," Marika insisted, flicking her tail against his chin. "But yeah, you've got plenty left, right Ally?"

Allison gave a nod. "Yeah. I could have kept going, it was just getting awkward holding that pose."

Marika smirked, then rocked her hips back against Ellisz, making him groan out as his sensitive cock shifted inside of her tunnels, only for her to clench them a moment later and make him whimper from overstimulation. He hugged her closely to him, pulling her back from the desk, and as he tugged her over to the swivel chair he ended up dragging the keyboard off the table with her, where it fell to the floor and landed on the carpet, some of the key caps getting knocked loose.

Ellisz plopped into the chair with Marika in his lap, and he let out another groan as her weight bore down on him, his cock firmly wedged within her rear hole. Marika shivered for a moment and then leaned back against him, getting comfortable. "That's just part of the curse," she continued from where she left off. "I know I gave you the quick version earlier, but they basically... mmh..." she wiggled her hips as Ellisz shifted under her for a moment. "...ooh... they basically give you, like, 10 to 20 times more 'output', without requiring you to drink or eat any more."

Curtain reached up and played with the teardrop-shaped tag on his own collar. "Are you sure that's a curse?" he joked.

Marika just gave him the widest grin that she could. "Anyway, no appliance is going to be able to stand up to an entire bucket's worth of piss being poured into it," she told him, and he nodded in agreement. "And that's just the pee, if you've gotta go #2 as well it'll amplify that just as much, so you'd better get comfy first!"

"You warned us not to take them off," Allison said, tapping her muzzle in thought, her jeans still around her knees. "Why, will it do something bad?

"Well, to be specific, you don't want to take them off unless you're totally empty," Marika corrected her.

"Why, what will happen?" Allison asked again.

Marika gave a sly smirk and leaned back, turning her head to look at Ellisz. He gave a little chuckle, sliding his hands from his hips around her front. "Well, it won't HURT you or anything, but..." he began, giving Marika a little squeeze with his arms. "Let's just say... goodbye, pants!"

"Goodbye pants!" Marika echoed, and both of them burst out into laughter.

"Um... what?" Allison asked, tilting her head to one side, while Curtain scratched his head in bewilderment.

After settling down from their bout of laughter, Marika chuckled to herself and rolled her eyes a little. "So, when Ellisz and I first got the collars, we decided to put them on and go out together. Take a nice walk in the woods, maybe lose our pants and have a little fun outdoors, you know?"

"Yeah," Allison replied with a nod.

"That does sound like you two..." Curtain agreed.

"I was just wearing some thin cargo pants, and we were out for a bit, and, well, I didn't really feel any different even with how long I'd been wearing the collar. So I asked Ellisz if maybe I should take it off and see if it was damaged or something."

Ellisz gave a chuckle, leaning around her and giving the side of her head a nuzzle. "I reminded her that the note that came with the collars explicitly said NOT to do that, or the curse would take full effect. But she said she didn't feel anything, so it probably wasn't working anyway..."

Grinning, Marika nuzzled back against him and went on, "So we went back and forth on that for a bit until I just took it off and told him, ha, see? Nothing bad happened!"

"...and not even a full second later, goodbye pants," Ellisz finished.

"Yeah, 'goodbye pants' all right," Marika remarked with a chuckle. "It was like a fire hose started blasting in my pants and a sewage pipe opened up under my tail, those poor shorts never stood a chance. The back of them got completely ripped open at the seams and that tree behind me, well, let's just say it got really well-fertilized."

"Oh, wow," Curtain exclaimed, his eyes widening.

Allison gave a giggle. "I'll make sure to look behind me whenever I take it off!"

"Well, you'll be safe if you do it when you're already empty," Marika explained. "But yeah, even after my pants burst they were still so full I couldn't even move and couldn't take them off. At least we were outside and I could clean myself off in the river once Ellisz dragged me over there! It was a bit of an awkward walk back to the car without pants, but this guy here–" Marika leaned back pointedly, shoving her ass into Ellisz's lap, making him groan, "–sure enjoyed the view."

"How could I not?" Ellisz joked, watching as Marika reached out and grabbed one of the drawer handles of the desk they were sitting next to, pulling it open. The drawer itself was big and metal, but Marika didn't even glance at what was in it; just as Ellisz was about to say something else, she put her hands on the armrests of the office chair and pushed upwards, letting out a gasp as Ellisz's knot tugged at her rear hole. With a wet squelch, it popped out of her loudly and she gave a yip while Ellisz moaned, and she quickly sat herself down onto the drawer, leaking a copious amount of cum from her ass along the way.

"Mmh, ohh," Marika groaned as she held onto the desk with one arm, keeping her tail raised to let Ellisz's cum pour out of her ass and into the open drawer. "The collars... mmh... increase ALL your output too," she elaborated, keeping her free hand on her belly, panting a bit. "So he really filled me up!" They could hear papers rustling under her from whatever she was letting Ellisz's jizz flow out onto, while Ellisz himself sprawled back on the chair.

"Man, I'm looking forward to that," Curtain murmured as he kept his eyes on Marika and what he could see of the thick white fluid pouring out from her, occasionally surging as her muscles pushed it out.

"Well," she began, rubbing her belly, "Give me a bit to just... mhh... deal with my boyfriend's cum enema first, then we can go exploring. Oohh..." She shuddered a little bit and there was a sudden loud splatter from underneath her. "...phew. If you want you can go on ahead, and we can all meet up in the front hall to decide where we have our first round of fun, how does that sound?"

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Allison and Curtain headed off first to check out the second floor, with Ellisz getting up and roaming about shortly after, leaving Marika to eventually finish emptying her guts of Ellisz's cum before rubbing her rump against the seat of the office chair to clean herself off. After that, still naked, she wandered off to do some exploring of her own, eventually rejoining the others in the main hall. Ellisz had gotten dressed again, if hastily, and there seemed to be a layer of mud on his shoes.

"Hey all," Marika greeted them casually, walking over to the stairs while rubbing her sore butt with one hand. The sweater she had tossed away earlier was lying on the railing of the stairs, so she reached out and grabbed it with her free hand. "Find anything good?"

"Really good," Allison said first, her tail wagging. "The master bedroom is going to be super fun. They've got a huge four-poster bed, I bet we could all fit on it and still have some room to spare!"

"Niiiice," Marika replied with a grin as she pulled her sweater over her head, content to remain bottomless.

"And that's not all," Allison went on, "It's got a big walk-in closet too, I haven't seen one of those in a long time. We should definitely pay it a visit some time. The second bedroom is pretty fancy too, I think it belongs to their son. The bed is one of those elevated ones, like a bunk bed, but instead of the lower bed he's got his computer desk there. Plus he's got allllllll the latest consoles and games, we can play them ourselves while we're here!"

Curtain grinned and leaned forward a little. "Niiiice. I found the guest bedroom, it's kinda boring honestly, but if we trash the other bedrooms we can use it. It's got a double bed and a pull-out couch. There's bathrooms all over the place, not that we'll need 'em."

"Well, not for their intended purpose," Marika joked, grinning and swishing her tail.

Snickering, Curtain went on, "I found the laundry room too, it's under the back staircase. It's also kinda boring, just some top-loader machines and a big sink and stuff like that, but I bet we could spice it up with some redecorating."

"We'll find a way," Marika agreed, giving a wide grin at the other three. Stretching her arms over her head, which pulled her sweater up enough to flash her pussy at the others, she turned her head to Ellisz. "How about you, hon?"

Ellisz tore his gaze away from Marika's loins. "Oh, uh, well, the kitchen and dining room are really fancy." Rubbing his hands together he added, "There's cabinets full of glass and plates, it'd be a real shame if something happened to them. They both have doors going out to the garden, too."

Marika rolled her eyes playfully. "Of course you'd want to go stomp around in the mud."

Ellisz took it in stride and gestured downwards to his shoes, with a layer of dirt around the soles, the spot on the carpet where he was standing bearing some dirt marks already. "There's a flower garden out there," he elaborated while casually scuffing one foot against the floor to further mark the carpet, "A pretty nice one too, and some tomato plants, I think. The door on the greenhouse is also unlocked. There's an empty flowerbed out there as well, but it's a real mess." Switching to his other foot as he scraped dirt onto the carpet, he added, "Footprints everywhere, dirt kicked all over... I have no idea what happened to it."

Marika giggled along with Allison as Curtain just smirked at Ellisz. "Uh-huh, sure, you'd better not have gotten started without us," Marika teased him before leaning back against the railing of the stairs to give her own report. "I checked out the basement, they've got it set up to be a huge entertainment room. It's got a billiards table, home cinema, the works! We should put all the snacks down there, there's a mini-fridge too."

"Ooh, I know what movie we should watch!" Allison cut in excitedly.

"Yeah! And we've got popcorn!" Marika agreed, bouncing in place for a moment, then stopping and putting a hand on her rump again to rub it a bit. "The garage is next to the stairs leading into the basement. One spot's empty, they obviously took that car with them, but the other's still there, and well..." Leaning forward and clasping her hands behind her back, she flashed the others a mischievous grin. In a sing-song voice, she continued, "It looks reeeeaally expeeeeeensiiiiiive~"

"Then let's start there!" Ellisz declared. "Lead the way, Marika."

"Because you don't know the way, or because you want to stare at my ass?" she teased playfully as she took the lead, making sure to swish and sway her hips and tail with each step that she took, catching Curtain's eye as well as Ellisz's. She led all three of them to the garage, opening the door; she had left the light on earlier after checking it out, so she simply stepped inside to make room for the others.

It was a big garage with two parking spots and wide garage doors for each, plus multiple shelves holding tools, oil, and other car-related miscellany. Only one car was present in the garage in the spot furthest from the door: a sleek red sportscar complete with chrome wheel rims and a spoiler at the back. Though as the group approached it, Marika could see now that there were lots of dings and scratches in the paint, particularly around the corners, showing that the owner didn't take particularly good care of it.

"Wow, I could drive better than that with my eyes closed," Marika joked, bending at the waist to inspect some of the scratches and flashing her ass at the other three as she did. "What do you think, Ally?"

"Hold on..." Allison replied, and Marika looked back to see her frowning, taking out her phone and checking something on it – while the boys were checking out Marika's posterior. "This car looks familiar..."

"Familiar from where?" Marika asked, wiggling her hips to tease Ellisz and Curtain.

There was a bit of a delay, and then Allison furrowed her brow. "Yeah, I think this is it!" she declared, moving over to Curtain and getting his attention. "This is the same car, right?"

Marika stood up straight to join Ellisz in gathering together to see what was on Allison's phone. It was footage from a dashboard camera, showing a parking lot somewhere. A vaguely familiar red sportscar turned into view, struck the front left corner of Allison's car, backed up, struck it again in another spot, then backed up and drove off out of sight.

"It's the same color and model, but I couldn't see the plate," Curtain said once the video had finished playing. "I can't imagine many people around here own a car like this."

Allison hummed in thought and played the video back, then halfway through she hurried around to the other side of the car to check its front right corner. Growling, she pointed to it and all but shouted, "Look, there's paint scratches the same color as my car here! I had to fight with the insurance company for weeks to get them to cover it, and it still cost me like three hundred dollars!"

The other three scooted around the car to come take a look: sure enough, there was a noticeable scrape on the sportscar with paint marks the same blue as Allison's car. The driver had simply left the scene after hitting her car without even bothering to clean it or get it repaired. Allison kicked at the front side panel of the car angrily and snarled, "Without the plate number the police couldn't do anything about it." Then, stuffing her phone back into her pocket, she went back around to the passenger's side door and tugged on the handle; it wasn't locked so she threw the door open all the way. The passenger seat and the footwell inside of it were a mess of empty boxes, dirty napkins, cigarette butts, beer cans, and soda bottles, and some of the trash fell out of the open door.

The door creaked a little when Allison opened it fully and then started to swing closed, so she shoved it open again and held it there for a moment to keep it still. Raising her right foot, she pushed harder, the door resisting at first until the sound of cracking plastic and the protests of twisting metal reached the others' ears. They stared at Allison as she lowered her foot, backing up, then lunged forward and planted her foot against the inside of the door close to the outer edge.

The force of it was accompanied by a loud snap and the loud scraping of metal as she broke the door; though it remained attached to the car, it hung limply at not quite the right angle. "Car already looks like shit anyway," Allison spat, gesturing to the car's interior, "The guy uses it like a dump. Look at this mess! It makes me even MORE angry!"

There was a moment of shocked silence from the other three at seeing Allison so uncharacteristically mad – until Marika threw her fists up into the air and cheered, "Fuck yeah, let's wreck this trash heap!" Turning around to the shelf behind her, Marika grabbed the first tool she could find – a rubber mallet – and held it up, waving it around as she walked to the car's trunk. She swung the mallet against the rear window, but it simply bounced off, to her surprise.

"Maybe try a real hammer?" Ellisz suggested, unable to keep a smirk off his face.

"Naw," Marika replied with a grin, winding up for another swing, "This is more fun than taking it out in one go!" She smacked the mallet against the rear mirror again with an audible thump, then gleefully pounded on the window a few more times until she managed to crack it, leaning in for a closer look.

"Go on, Marika, hit it harder!" Allison encouraged her. "Like this!" She gave the open passenger side door another heavy kick, accompanied by the sound of snapping plastic, leaving the door hanging at an even worse looking angle than before.

Holding the mallet in both hands, Marika swung it down hard. This time she broke through, and the entire pane of tempered glass shattered into tiny chips that rained down into the back seat. In response Allison cheered, and Ellisz leaned over to Curtain to nudge him with his elbow. "Never anger our girls, huh?" he remarked as he watched Marika knock out a few final pieces of glass that were still held in place around the edges of the rear window frame.

"Oh yeah," Curtain agreed. "These assholes had it coming though. I'm not going to let the girls have all the fun." Reaching out for the driver's side door he pulled it open and stuck his head inside, only to wrinkle his nose and grimace while recoiling, waving a hand in front of his face. As the girls had already seen, the inside was a mess, and it smelled just as bad, a combination of nicotine and the unmistakable scent of spoiled food from something that had been spilled, left in the sun, or possibly both. "Eugh, and they had the nerve to call me stinky?" he complained, coughing.

"I've driven past farms that smell better," Ellisz joked, putting one hand over his mouth as he shuffled past Curtain to reach inside with his free arm, feeling around under the dashboard. After a moment of searching around he found the levers he was looking for, and audible pops came from the hood, gas cap, and the trunk, startling Marika who was banging on the trunk and leaving dents for fun. Pulling his head out from the car and shutting the door, Ellisz coughed and announced "Hey girls," getting the attention of the other two.

Marika tried to spin the mallet in her hand and just ended up dropping it on the trunk with a loud metal bang. "Whoops. What's up?" she asked as she picked the mallet back up.

"Wrecking doors and windows is fine and all, but how about we give it a complete makeover, hmm?" Ellisz grinned at both of them as he reached into his hoodie pocket and took out the survival knife he brought on his nature walks, holding the sheath and pointing the handle towards Allison. "Go wild, kitty-cat."

"Just save your bladder for later," Curtain added, "I've got an idea."

Allison gave a gleeful "Yessssssss" as she pulled the knife out from its sheath, turning it over in her hand. "But what's your idea?"

"You'll see," he promised with a wink, putting the empty knife sheath away, "But I'm going to fill up the gas tank first. Maybe someone else should give it an oil change while I'm doing that, yeah?"

Ellisz walked to the back of the car, flashing a thumbs-up to Marika along the way as she resumed whacking at the car, already having knocked the rear bumper off on one side. She gave him a thumbs-up in return, declared "This one's for you, foxy boy," and smashed in the tail light above the broken side of the fender, sending white, orange and red plastic pieces raining down onto the garage floor.

"Thanks, girl," he replied, reaching out for the exposed gas cap, quickly unscrewing it and tossing the cap over his shoulder. While undoing his jeans he watched Marika continue wailing on the rear of the car, crouching down and swinging at something in particular – a loud clattering three swings in told him it was the exhaust as she broke it loose. Watching her going to town on the car was oddly arousing, not that he minded, and his cock was already poking from his sheath by the time he got his jeans and underwear lowered. Pulling his hoodie up with his left hand, he stood on his tip-toes next to the gas tank opening and took aim, not that he really cared if he splashed around a bit.

As he relaxed, Ellisz took a look at the others: Marika's rampage was continuing with her working on the other side of the bumper, Curtain was ransacking a workbench and pulling drawers out completely, scattering their contents on the floor, and Allison was carving some sort of message onto one of the front panels of the car, a maniacal grin on her face. He'd probably have to sharpen the knife later, but this was worth it. Taking a breath, he relaxed and began filling up the gas tank with a stream of his piss, his cock still gradually sliding from his sheath and into the grip of his fingers, splashing into the depths of the gas tank and out of sight.

Another crash came from the direction of the workbench as Curtain sent screws, nuts and washers noisily scattering all over, some falling down a drain in the concrete floor. "Ah, here!" he declared triumphantly when he opened another drawer, taking a black plastic funnel out from it and holding it up victoriously, leaving the drawer hanging open precariously. "I'm all set for that 'oil change'..."

Turning around, he could see that it wasn't the best time: Ellisz had backed up slightly from the gas tank, aiming the flow of his pee at the opening. His stream was on the thinner side due to his arousal, and a few stray drops of fox piss were landing on the side of the car, but most of it was getting inside. Marika was smacking the rear side window opposite from Ellisz, and Allison was opening up the driver's side door, leaning in and jamming the knife into the seat to start carving it up. With a shrug, Curtain enjoyed the sight briefly, but ultimately elected to contribute to the mess in a different way, turning back to the toolbench and undoing his shorts. Curtain had an uncut cock rather than a sheath like Ellisz's, and he fished it out from his pants and pointed vaguely at the workbench without even bothering to look at exactly where he was pointing before relaxing and letting loose.

His piss sailed up into the air and he heard it patter against the wooden back board of the workbench, but he continued to stare up towards the ceiling instead, finding an allure in not even knowing exactly what he was hosing down. His ears swiveled back to listen to the chaos behind him: the thumps of Marika's hammer against the tempered glass window, Ellisz's stream splashing inside the tank and sometimes pattering against the car, and Allison's grunts and angered cries as she hacked away at the seats.

Moving his cock from side to side, Curtain sent his stream splashing across the bench, then with a grin he began waving his dick back and forth much more wildly. Skunk urine went splashing all over, his stream breaking up into arcs and droplets, striking the wall behind the bench as well from the wild spray. He hummed to himself and swayed his hips as well just to help make a bigger mess, his curiosity eventually getting the better of him, and he looked down to admire the sight of the bench dripping with pee and the wall behind it bearing several wet streaks. Despite the strength of his stream, the collar he wore was ensuring he could keep going, something that he made full use of by aiming into the empty slots where the drawers he had pulled out originally were. Finally he took aim at the big drawer he had pulled out earlier, and though it wasn't completely watertight, his piss dripped through the wooden drawer at a slower rate than his powerful stream filled it up, eventually adding so much extra weight that it broke free from its railing and crashed to the floor, sending piss, wet tools, and drill bits all over the pile of stuff already on the floor.

Eventually Ellisz managed to fill the tank completely, hearing a gurgling noise coming from it. But he was far from done thanks to his own collar and grinned, waving with his free hand. "Heeeey, Marika," he called out to her.

She stood up behind the knocked-out far window, holding up a screwdriver she had been using to scratch the paint on the door. "What's up?"

"Could you be a peach and 'open' the rear window here for me?" he asked her without stopping his stream, still splashing it in – and around – the gas tank opening.

Giggling, Marika danced around the rear of the car and over to Ellisz, leaning in and smooching him on the cheek. "Of course, dear," she said in an exaggerated playful tone, skipping around his back to get to the window without getting pee on herself. "Check this out, it'll go way faster this time," she declared as she put the screwdriver's tip against the window.

Ellisz wasn't paying any attention to that since she was slightly bent over and was flashing her ass at him once again. Marika used the screwdriver as a makeshift chisel, smacking the end of its handle with the mallet. It chipped the glass, and the second strike broke through, causing the tempered glass to shatter into tiny chips that rained down on both sides of the car door. "There, easy!" Marika declared smugly, stepping back and putting her fists on her hips.

It had taken just a little too long though – Ellisz was already overfilling the gas tank, his piss streaming down the side of the car and dripping onto the ground underneath it. "Thanks!" he said with a grin, waving his cock back and forth to liberally spray the rear side of the car. "Hey Allison, watch out!" he called out; she was kneeling on the driver's seat, cutting into the headrest on it. Ellisz aimed in through the broken window, his stream sailing in through it, and it started splashing onto the passenger's seat, soaking into the exposed foam from all the deep gouges Allison had cut into it.

She gave a squeak of surprise, barely pulling back out in time from Ellisz's stream shooting between the front seats. Climbing back out through the driver's side door, she gave a little frustrated huff and reached up to start cutting at the top of the car while Ellisz and Marika had their fun – the vixen had dropped the rubber mallet to take hold of her boyfriend's tool instead, moving his cock around to spray down the car's interior with more pee. They both watched it only briefly before they began making out loudly, and Allison rolled her eyes, more than used to their behavior by now. "Marika and Ellisz, sitting in a tree," she joked as she scraped a long line through the roof of the car, "F-U-C-K-I-N-G."

Marika separated her mouth from Ellisz's for just long enough to retort, "Oh, I think we'll have plenty of better places for that than the trees," and then promptly went back to deeply kissing Ellisz and pushing her tongue into his maw. She stroked his cock slowly, not even looking at where his piss was going now and sending his stream all over the interior of the car as a result, splashing the door frame on occasion too.

She didn't get to do that for long before Curtain called out to her, wheeling over a floor jack towards the car, holding the plastic funnel in one hand. "Hey Marika, can I have that screwdriver? It's time to change the oil."

"Ooh, yeah, that sounds fun," Marika replied enthusiastically, separating from Ellisz. She looked over at the workbench, which was utterly drenched in skunk urine, the wood backing soaked completely, with a big puddle on its main surface and excess pee still dripping off the sides. "Want the mallet too?"

"Yes please," Curtain answered, and Marika gathered up the tools from where she had dropped them, leaving Ellsz to piss all over the back seats while she scooted past Allison to get to the front of the car. Curtain slid the jack under the car and started raising up the front, making sure it was securely in place before taking the tools from Marika and getting under the car, leaving the funnel on the floor. Using the screwdriver as a chisel much like Marika had done, he punched a hole in the oil pan and quickly got out of the way of the ensuing mess that oozed out and onto the floor. It would certainly make a mess that would require something much stronger than mere water and soap to clean up – and might even get into the drains and get the city involved. He lowered the car back down as soon as he got back to his feet, and snatched up the funnel, holding it out to Allison.

She took it and tilted her head. "What do you want me to do with this?"

Curtain pushed the hood up as high as it could go, raising the stand so it would stay up. "I'm going to teach you how to change the oil! I hope you've brought plenty of your own," he teased with a wink.

"Oh, plenty, I saved up just like you asked," she teased back, her tail wagging behind her as she rubbed at her belly for emphasis.

"It's just going to leak back out, though," Ellisz pointed out.

"Eh, I don't care," Allison retorted, unbuttoning her shorts and stripping them off along with her panties, tossing them to Marika. "Here, hold these."

Marika clumsily caught Allison's clothes as the canine followed Curtain's guidance, climbing up onto the car. She kept her legs bent so she could crouch under the hood, carefully finding solid parts of the motorbay to rest her feet on, and Curtain leaned in, pointing to the top of the oil container. "Stick the funnel in there. You wouldn't want to spill any, would you?"

"Well... maybe a little," Allison teased as she inserted the funnel into the opening and then shifted into position. She had to get into a half squat to just barely squeeze in under the hood, her hands holding the edge of it to keep herself steady.

"There, stop," Curtain told her once she had her pussy hovering over the funnel. "That's it, just fill 'er up!"

Allison turned her head to Curtain and blew him a kiss, quickly putting her hand back on the hood afterwards. "Thank you," she told him teasingly, then looked down to watch as she relaxed her muscles and started to piss, landing her stream in the funnel but for a few stray drops at the start of it. It splashed against the plastic, rattling it around slightly as it didn't fit snugly in the opening, and her pee poured down and into the engine, disappearing out of sight.

Marika watched Allison briefly before deciding to go have some fun of her own at the back of the car, leaving Allison's clothes on the roof. With the trunk already unlocked, she was able to lift it up all the way and then take a seat, resting her feet on the remains of the bumper that lay on the floor. Wiggling her hips a little and leaning on one side of the trunk to get comfy, she gave an exaggerated sigh as she took advantage of being bottomless to unleash her own flood into the trunk, pissing heavily into it and soaking the upholstery with fox urine as her tail swished back and forth.

"Heeeey, Ellisz," she said playfully as her boyfriend came to watch. She spread her legs to show him her pissing pussy, letting him get a glance at the puddle forming under her too. "All done with the seats?"

"Yep," he answered, with one hand still on his stiff cock. "I was going to do the front too, but I figured I'd leave them for Curtain."

"Aww, how sweet of you," Marika joked. "I'm going to see how much I can fill this up."

Ellisz leaned to the side to watch her stream gush onto the growing puddle in the trunk. "Do you think it's watertight?"

"Let's find out," she teased, taking a breath and then pushing with her muscles, sending out a much harder, thicker, and heavier blast of piss that splashed loudly underneath her loins.

Meanwhile at the front, as Allison continued pissing into the engine, there was a sudden louder splashing from under the car as her pee went all the way through to the hole in the oil pan and began pouring out onto the concrete below. Curtain gave a chuckle and remarked, "Sounds like you've flushed the whole system," as Allison giggled and kept peeing into the funnel for a bit longer, listening to the splashing coming from underneath the car.

Suddenly, the car rocked under her a bit, and she thought at first it was either Marika getting up or Ellisz climbing on, but then it continued. The motion was subtle, but enough to throw her aim off just a bit, some of her piss splashing onto the engine and other nearby internals of the car. "Hey!" Allison called out, trying to keep herself steady and only managing to keep most of her pee going into the funnel, "What are you two doing back there?"

Ellisz's moan was the only answer she got, and after more of her piss splashed around the engine she stopped her stream and got up with Curtain to go see what the foxes were up to, since they were hidden by the raised trunk. What she found didn't surprise her: Ellisz had climbed up onto the trunk with Marika so that she could give him a blowjob, all while Marika continued peeing at full blast into the trunk. Thanks to the collar vastly increasing her capacity, there was already a puddle going from one end of the trunk to the other, soaking the lining completely. With every passing second as she bobbed her muzzle back and forth on Ellisz's shaft, one hand holding his hip for stability, more of her piss flooded the trunk, a layer of bubbles spreading out from underneath her rump as well.

The pair's motions were rocking the car and making the liquid inside slosh back and forth too, the surface rippling and carrying the bubbles along with it. From the way Ellisz was moaning it was clear she was doing a good job, his eyes shut tight in pleasure, and Allison and Curtain watched the amorous pair of foxes continue their debauched act together.

"Oh, I... I'm gonna...!" Ellisz groaned out, and Marika pulled away from him and stroked his cock as she pointed it away from herself and into the center of the trunk. His shaft erupted with big, thick ropes of cum, enhanced by the collar around his neck, his balls pulling upwards in their sack on each shot. The fox's jizz splattered all over the underside of the trunk and into the puddle of Marika's piss within it, making a huge mess as he kept bucking his hips mid-climax from Marika's continued teasing by jerking her hand along his length. By the time he had finished, his cum clung to the trunk lid in a dozen places and there were many thick white ropes floating in the inch-deep puddle of Marika's piss.

Once he had recovered the four of them got back to work totaling the car. Screwdrivers, paint scrapers, Ellisz's knife and Allison's claws all gouged the paint until the car looked like it had been mauled by a bear. Marika recovered the mallet and knocked the wing mirrors off with it, Ellisz and Curtain pissed all over the windshield and the motorbay, and Allison deflated the tires before slashing them with her knife. Marika did her best to break the windshield too, but it proved more resilient – until she found a claw hammer and swung with it. The laminated glass spiderwebbed instead of breaking like the side and rear windows had done, and she swung again and again until the entire windshield was an opaque, crumpled, broken mess.

After taking out the fourth tire, Allison stood up and gave an exhausted, but satisfied sigh. Marika was standing next to her so Allison remarked, "Almost perfect. But I bet Curtain could do one more thing to REALLY wreck this thing."

"Oh?" Marika inquired.

Gesturing to the front, she explained, "What if he sprayed skunk spray all over the upholstery?"

Marika shook her head and giggled. "Sorry, he can't. Curtain's been de-scented. De-glanded. Un-stinkified, whatever."

"Aww..."

Hearing his name, Curtain stepped around from the front of the car where he had been refilling the radiator with skunk piss. "What's going on?"

"Marika says you can't spray," Allison informed him.

He nodded, but Marika cut in before he could say anything. "It's tragic, really, but he was just too smelly as a baby, so they had to cut out his stinker."

Curtain snorted and folded his arms, rolling his eyes in amusement. "No, that's not it at all."

"Still, these rich assholes are even bigger idiots than I thought," Allison interjected. "Imagine being racist and refusing to hire you because you're 'too smelly', when you can't even stink up the place!"

Flashing her a grin, Curtain just replied, "Hey, who says I can't? Just watch me." Undoing his shorts and boxers and taking them off completely, he held them out to Marika expectantly.

"What do I look like, a coat rack?" Marika grumbled, though she did take his clothes from him and slung them over her arm.

Now bottomless, Curtain climbed into the driver's side of the car, but he didn't sit down. Maneuvering in with his huge, bushy tail was quite an ordeal, and it got wedged against the ceiling, filling the space between the roof and the headrest of the driver's seat. At least the front seats were dry – even if they had been hacked apart by Allison with the knife, the sliced-up padding of the seat spilling out in numerous places. Ellisz moved to the passenger's side of the car to watch through the broken door, while the two girls stayed by the driver's side as Curtain gripped the steering wheel with both hands and lowered his hips a bit over the seat.

His tail raised up at the base, brushing the rest of it against the roof even more, as he let out a pleased sigh and started emptying his bowels onto the driver's seat, a little shiver running along his tail visibly as he began relieving himself. Marika and Allison gave gleeful noises as they watched a thick brown long speedily snake out of his rump and onto the seat, and the cursed collar on his neck kept it from breaking until that first coil alone had piled up over itself three times. "Ohh, that felt good!" Curtain groaned out in the brief moment before the next one came, a long sigh escaping his mouth as a second huge length of solid waste left his ass, making an even bigger mess of the slashed driver's seat.

Allison wasn't content with just that, though, and ran around to the passenger's side. "In here, in here!" she called out, reaching in and tugging open the glove box, revealing the manual and registration. "Fill it up!"

Curtain grunted, trying to stop the flow of his poop unsuccessfully, a third length of his brown shit starting to emerge from under his tail. "Sure, I, nnh, won't be empty any time soon!" he replied as he lifted a leg to try and climb over to the passenger's seat, carefully keeping his tail raised up even as more crap was pushed out of his bowels and onto the seat. One long continuous log of skunk shit ended up laying across the center console, and the empty cans and food wrappers crunched under his foot as he maneuvered over.

As soon as that third length of poop left him, he swung around and pressed his ass up against the open glove box; fortunately the surface above it didn't curve outwards very much, letting him position his rump against the open glove box door. His tail was jammed up against the broken windshield briefly, until he reached behind him and tugged it to the side to stick it out of the open passenger's side door. With a heavy grunt, the flow of his waste resumed and a thick log surged out of him and into the glove box, sliding across the open door, the skunk exhaling deeply.

Allison came forward again, reaching out and touching his tail as it stuck out of the side door. "How do you keep it so soft?" she wondered aloud.

Curtain chuckled, only to groan out from another surge in his guts, more of his poop spilling into the glove box, some of it falling short and landing on the trash in the footwell instead. "Mmh, that's a secret," he teased her, but she wrapped her arms around his tail and hugged it regardless. He didn't mind and let her stroke the thick, fluffy black and white fur as he kept shitting into the glove box, but after a time he told her "Okay, gotta move," and pulled away mid-log to swing his ass around.

His tail dragged over the roof of the car as he turned carefully, keeping his feet away from the mess on the bottom of the car, trailing a snake of skunk waste across the gear stick and then onto the passenger's seat. Allison and the others watched as he dumped out everything else he had onto the seat, making a pile to match the one on the driver's seat, then dropping a few extra smaller chunks onto the mound of shit before he finally seemed to run out.

He kept in his half-squat for a little bit to make sure he was empty, wiggling his butt, then reached out towards Allison. "A little help?" he asked.

Giggling, she grabbed his hand and helped him get out of the car without stepping on or falling onto his own mess. The four of them surveyed the damage; both seats had thick piles of crap on them, there were long turds across the space between the seats, and the glove box was so full that there'd be no way to shut it without making an even bigger mess. "Yeah!" Allison called out, "That's what you get for hit and running my poor car!" She spat onto the destroyed windshield, and finally seemed satisfied.

Retrieving their clothes, Allison passed around a pack of tissues for them all to clean up with, all four of them tossing the tissues into the car, the open motor bay, or the trunk. Marika took the last tissue from the pack and stuffed the empty plastic wrapping into the windshield wiper reservoir when she was done, dusting off her hands and putting her fists on her hips. "There!" she declared, "Feel better now, Ally?"

"Much better," Allison agreed, her tail wagging back and forth. "Serves them right."

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After getting dressed and leaving the garage the group spent some time to prepare for the rest of their stay: stashing the food and snacks Allison and Curtain had brought over, figuring out a rough order in which they would 'visit' each room so as to leave themselves places to stay, and setting up the second bedroom for their first night in the manor. The upshot of that would be that once the morning rolled around and they were all as full as they could be again, they'd be ready to trash the room the moment they got up, and until then, they could make use of the video game consoles there while they still worked.

After their preparations and then several rounds of various video games, the hungry grumbles of their stomachs couldn't be ignored any longer, so they made their way down to the kitchen and connected dining room. At least for tonight they would cook, and the next day they'd simply order pizza. The kitchen was just as fancy as the rest of the place, with real marble flooring, a huge fridge and freezer with an ice dispenser in the door, polished marble countertops, overhead racks for glasses and pans, and high-end versions of many kitchen appliances. There was no wall between the kitchen and the dining area, which had a crystal chandelier hanging over the large dining table adorned with a silk tablecloth, with cabinets at the sides of the rooms holding fine plates and dishes arranged in them.

"So, what's on the menu?" Ellisz asked as Marika dug around in one of the plastic shopping bags they'd brought in from Allison's car.

"Well, you can pick what you're having, 'cause I'm making this," Marika told him, pulling out a packet of ramen with bright fire red packaging, extensive flame decals, a cartoony explosion with the words 'Super Ultra Spicy Hot!' in it, a cartoony fox with flames coming out of his mouth, and liberal decorations of chili peppers.

Ellisz winced at the sight. "Ooh, yeah, uh, I'll pass. I'm surprised, considering what happened the last time you had that extra spicy noodle cup..."

Marika giggled and grinned, her tail swishing. "Well, yeah, but angry guts are kind of the point here, right?" she pointed out to him, "And besides, I bet you'll be eager to watch the results."

"Heh, yeah..." Ellisz admitted with a sheepish grin. "Well, thanks for taking one for the team, I'm going to make something that won't ruin my insides."

"Oh, don't you worry about that!" Allison chimed in cheerfully. Both of them looked over to her and saw her wearing an apron... and nothing else besides her headband and cat tail, as they could see when she turned to the side a bit. "I'll handle the cooking, though I could use some help with the ingredients. I'm going to make pasta."

Marika tilted her head. "But we didn't buy any pasta."

"So? I'm just 'borrowing' some ingredients," Allison remarked, gesturing to the cabinets over the stove. With a giggle and a swish of her rump, while patting her butt for emphasis, she joked, "It's not stealing if I give them back when I'm done with them, right?"

Marika grinned broadly and nodded. "I like the way you think, kitty-girl," she teased, leaning over and patting Allison's hips.

With a giggle, Allison turned around, prompting Ellisz to reach out and give her bare rump a much firmer grope. "Ooh! Hey now, I need to get started on this, it'll take a while," she said with a wiggle of her hips. She headed over to the stove only for Curtain to take his turn, pressing up behind her and squeezing her tush with both hands. "Curtain!"

"What?" he asked playfully. "Just paying some compliments to the chef." He grinned widely and kneaded at her butt for a moment before she swished her tail to push him away, giving a smirk over her shoulder.

"Go be a good skunk and set the table," she told him.

"In just a moment," he replied, taking hold of her butt again to slide his hands up and down it. "You said it'd take a while to cook, didn't you?"

"I did..." she murmured in agreement, leaning into his squeezing hands.

Ellisz stared at the display until Marika waved a hand in front of his face and had him start gathering the stuff Allison would need. Using a fancy pot made specifically for cooking pasta that had a separate straining part in it, Allison threw in multiple boxes of pasta as Ellisz brought them over, and had Marika fetch ingredients for her, all of which were expensive high-quality things from the fridge, cupboards and pantry. Curtain kept groping and teasing her, reaching around to squeeze her breasts and her slit through the apron, neither of them minding very much that the rich family's apron was directly rubbing at Allison's nethers.

"So, how much of this should I grate?" Ellisz asked, holding a block of authentic parmesan cheese in one hand.

"Oh, just do the whole thing," Allison told him dismissively. "They can always get more. Wouldn't want it to go bad, right? We're doing them a favor!"

"Mmm, yes," Marika joked in a silly snobby voice, "Only the finest REAL parmesan is good enough for us, to complement the subtle undertones of artisanal tomatoes hand-picked from the oldest vineyards..."

"Vineyards grow grapes, not tomatoes," Ellisz pointed out as he began grating.

Marika just sighed and reached up, flicking one of his ears, making him flinch. "Don't spoil the joke," she teased.

For a little while Allison tended the pot and stirred the pasta, and eventually Curtain headed out to the dining room. There, he took the fanciest-looking plates he could find out from the side cabinets, made of fine china with elaborate decorations, and set them out at the spots closest to the kitchen. "Is it going to be much longer?" he asked upon his return, "I'm getting pretty hungry."

"Shush," Allison told him without looking away from the pot, "It'll be done when it's done."

Curtain lowered his gaze to Allison's rump and licked his lips. "Well then, since we don't have any breadsticks, I think I'll just help myself to an appetizer."

"Huh? There are breadst–" Allison began, only to let out a gasp as Curtain knelt down behind her and shoved his snout under her tail. "Ooh, C-Curtain...!" she moaned out while spreading her legs apart a bit, feeling his whiskers brushing her inner thighs and his nose between her cheeks. He stuck his tongue out and lapped over her slit from behind, squeezing and kneading her ass with both hands as he did, her fabric cat tail draped over his back.

"Curtain, please," Marika chided, rolling her eyes. She began shooing the two of them away from the stove as she went on, "I'm hungry and don't want dinner to be delayed because the two of you burnt the pasta. Let me take over."

"G-Go ahead, Marika!" Allison called out as she backed up, making Curtain shuffle along the floor with her, letting out another gasp as he pressed his tongue up against her snatch.

"Besides, I should get mine started too," Marika mused aloud as she took over, but the other two were paying her no attention. They separated only briefly as Curtain guided Allison into sitting on the marble kitchen counter, her bare butt pressed against it.

"It's cold...!" Allison gasped.

"I'll warm you up, then," Curtain teased, shoving his head under her apron from the front and getting back to work. The apron covered his upper body but left very little to the imagination of exactly what was going on underneath, particularly as Allison moaned and wrapped her thighs around his head as he ate her out, slurping at her slit more energetically than before.

"Don't fill up on your appetizer," Ellisz joked before he turned to Marika, a small pile of grated cheese on a tiny plate in front of him. "So, is this enough?"

Marika gave him a glance. "She told you to grate the whole thing," she reminded him.

"Yeah, but my hands are getting tired..."

"Don't worry, I'll make the rest of you tired later," Marika teased, flashing him a grin. "Okay fine, stir this for me, my water's almost boiling..."

As Marika handled the cooking, Curtain kept hold of Allison's hips to hold her still despite her squirming on the kitchen counter. He was working his tongue into her vaginal tunnels to lick over her inner walls, and she had one hand resting on the back of his head as she gripped the edge of the counter with the other, squeezing his head with her legs occasionally. Her wagging tail knocked a tiny vase off the kitchen counter that smashed onto the floor, but only Marika and Ellisz even bothered to glance over, quickly going back to their cooking.

The amorous pair behind him got Ellisz into the mood as well, so it wasn't long before he left the cheese grater on the counter and pressed up behind Marika, grinding up against her. "I could go for an appetizer too..." he murmured into her ear.

She rocked her hips back to him, pushing her rump against his lap. "Oh yeah?" she teased, "You want a taste?"

Another moan from Allison behind them made him snicker. "More than just a taste..." he murmured, listening to Allison's panting moans and occasional cries of pleasure. Curtain was upping the ante again, teasing his tongue over her clit repeatedly, alternating between that and shoving his tongue into her slit as far as he could get it, and it was driving her wild.

Marika grinned as she turned off the heat on the stove burners for her ramen and the pasta. "Open your mouth and close your eyes..."

"Aah! C-Curtainnnnn!" Allison moaned out loudly as the skunk's continued licks and teases brought her to orgasm. She closed her legs firmly around his head and held him in place, messily squirting juices across his tongue and the end of his mouth, though a good amount of them ended up splashing onto the countertop under her and making a mess of the marble surface.

Ellisz obliged Marika's request, sliding his hands over the front of her body up to her breasts. The red fox stirred both the pasta and soup one last time, then grinned deviously as she took out the big plastic spoon she had been using to stir the spicy soup and lifted it over her shoulder, touching it against Ellisz's tongue just a little bit...

His reaction was immediate as he gave an effeminate scream and leapt away from her, his tongue hanging from his mouth as he tried to brush it with his finger. When that proved insufficient he dashed to the fridge and yanked the door open, pulling out a carton of milk and tipping it directly into his mouth, splashing most of it down his front and onto the floor. Marika wolf-whistled at him as he emptied out the carton and called out, "Yeah, Ellisz, get that white stuff all over yourself, like a proper fox!"

He coughed and tossed the empty milk carton away, gasping for breath. "How in the world do you eat that stuff?" he groaned, "It felt like my entire face was on fire!"

"Eh, you get used to it," Marika remarked casually as she touched the spoon to her tongue. Her eyes opened wide and she exhaled heavily, shaking her head after a moment. "Though I'll admit, this one has a bit of a kick to it!"

"Hoo..." Allison breathed out, still a little dazed after her orgasm. "Marika, are you done yet...?"

"Almost," Marika replied as she carried the pasta pot over to the sink, pulling out the inner strainer section to drain the pasta and dumping out the water. She put the inner part back into the big pot and turned to Ellisz. "Cheese, please," she told him as she grabbed the jar of sauce they had put on the counter earlier.

Ellisz brought over the plate of grated cheese as Marika poured the entire bottle of pasta sauce into the pot directly and shook it up. She snatched the plate from him and dumped the cheese in there, then glanced inside. "Was that it?"

"No, there's still–" he began, but Marika turned, grabbed the cheese grater and leftover parmesan, and started aggressively grating it directly into the pot.

"We're in a fancy kitchen, Ellisz, and that means we're doing some 'elevated cooking'," she told him, once again putting on her fake snobby voice as more and more shreds of cheese fell into the pot. "Do not skimp on the finest ingredients, otherwise the flavors will not be brought out to their fullest! The trick is to find the most expensive and fancy-sounding ingredients you can. You want your guests to taste the price tag!"

"I think the only thing I'll be tasting for a while is cooch," Curtain joked, rubbing Allison's juices off his snout with one of the dish towels, casually tossing it onto the floor afterwards.

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Eventually the pasta was dished out and Marika decanted her soup into a blue china bowl, while Allison portioned out the pasta and then left the pot on the dining room table with no intention to bother cleaning it. Ellisz initially was sitting next to the other fox, but the spiciness of her soup was so strong that he decided to get up and sit on the opposite side instead 'before my eyes water just from being near that'. Each of them had a big pint glass of either lemonade or iced tea, having helped themselves to the contents of the fridge, the now partly-empty two liter bottles sitting on the dining table in easy reach. Ellisz had also brought over a steak knife, to the confusion of the others – until he had begun piercing it through the tablecloth and into the table underneath idly between bites.

"I finally figured out where I remembered this family from," Ellisz said after finishing his pasta, now scraping the knife against his plate to scuff the finish on it. The tablecloth next to his plate was marked with over two dozen holes, and they could only imagine what the table surface was like underneath.

"Oh?" Curtain asked, grabbing part of the linen tablecloth and wiping his muzzle on it, "Where?"

"I saw her picture on the wall earlier, Mrs., uh, what's-her-face, she was the one that got the Halloween party on the field shut down, remember?"

"Wait, that was her?" Marika blurted out, putting down the bowl of soup she had been drinking the last of.

"Yeah," Ellisz replied, then tilted his head. "Wasn't that why you egged her car that year?"

"Naw, that was years after I'd been her dog-walker," Marika said, shaking her head. "I made it a tradition to throw something at her house every Halloween. Might be able to skip it this year though..."

"Wasn't that party raising money for charity?" Allison asked.

"Yeah, or it was supposed to. But..." Ellisz told her, before putting on his best impersonation of a screechy old lady. "It's a disturbance to the neighborhood! They have to move somewhere else!" Pointedly scratching a long line across the surface of his plate with the steak knife he muttered, "But they couldn't find another venue on short notice and had to cancel it."

"What a bitch," Curtain muttered. "No offense, Allison."

"None taken," she replied with a smirk.

Marika drained the last of her lemonade. "Well, I've got a better idea actually, instead of throwing something AT her house, I can throw it IN her house." Grinning widely, she suddenly yelled out "Kobe!" and threw the glass overarm like a basketball towards the kitchen sink. Her aim was a little off and it struck the wall instead, shattering and sending glass shards scattering into the sink and across the kitchen counter, taking the others by surprise.

"Watch it, Marika!" Ellisz called out, wincing from the sound.

The vixen just stuck her tongue out at him. "What? It's not our stuff," she pointed out, "and we weren't planning on using the kitchen again while we're here. Plus, they deserve a lot worse after threatening to call the police on a teenage dog-walker just to get out of paying her check..."

"THAT was why you quit?" Allison asked, blinking in surprise. "I thought you said they weren't paying you well."

"They tried to not pay me at all!" Marika corrected her. She was about to elaborate, but Allison hurled her glass first; it hit the counter next to the sink and shattered completely. Ellisz and Curtain were quick to join in too, and though Curtain's throw hit the wall too, Ellisz's landed right in the sink and exploded inside of the stainless steel basin.

"Three points!" Ellisz shouted victoriously, pumping both fists in the air.

Not to be outdone, Curtain tried throwing his plate like a Frisbee, and the rest of them were all hurling their dishes back into the kitchen, filling the air with the sound of breaking porcelain that either rattled inside of the sink, clattered onto the counters or skittered across the floors. Marika's empty bowl hit the faucet on the sink and partly broke before falling into the sink to shatter, to which she victoriously declared "In off the rim!" and did a little dance in her chair. Ellisz's steak knife was the last object thrown as they got down to just their silverware, but he missed by a wide margin and it struck a picture hanging on the wall instead, sticking through the glass and staying embedded there.

Marika then grabbed the two liter bottle of lemonade and the others quickly ducked out of the way of any potential spray, but she just shook her head. "I'm not gonna throw it," she told them, leaning back in her chair and then raising her legs up, putting both feet directly on top of the table, her shoes getting dirt onto the white linen. More than that, it gave Ellisz a clear view of her pussy since she was still going commando under her skirt, and she flashed a grin at the other three to go with flashing her slit to her boyfriend.

"If you thought that was bad, watch this," Marika teased playfully, bringing the two-liter jug to her muzzle and starting to chug from it. At the same time she quickly tugged her skirt up and then let loose with her bladder, spraying a heavy stream of piss under the table and splashing the large wooden leg underneath it. She stayed there for a moment before shuffling herself a little closer to the edge of her seat, reaching out with one hand and grabbing the chair next to her for stability while her other hand held the lemonade bottle, and Ellisz quickly got out of his seat and out of the way just before Marika pushed harder and sent her pee stream gushing up and over the table. Droplets rained down onto the tablecloth here and there but most of it made its way over and struck the chair Ellisz had been sitting in, soaking into the fabric of the expensive dining room chair's back and darkening it visibly.

Allison laughed and Curtain chuckled as they watched, with Ellisz enjoying the view as well now that he wasn't in the line of fire. Marika continued to clench and relax her muscles to make her stream gain and lose strength, splashing a wet line across the top of the table in addition to soaking the chair opposite her. But soon the others seemed more interested in making messes of their own and split off from her to find their own spots, leaving Marika to her devices as she gulped down lemonade to make up for the yellow fluid she was hosing down the table with.

Ellisz dragged a chair with him into the kitchen as Allison went on ahead of him, and Curtain remained behind in the living room, hurriedly taking off his pants. Ellisz took the chair over to the fridge and set it down in front, facing the door; it was a combination fridge and freezer with a pull-out lower section for the freezer, the front of the fridge door adorned with magnets and a post-it note pad. Ellisz swung open the fridge door and pulled the freezer out as far as it would go to take a look at his options: most of what was inside he didn't care about, but he did pull a bottle of soda out from the fridge to save for himself later, setting it down on the kitchen counter.

Climbing up onto the chair and leaving footprints on its cushion, he dropped his pants and gripped his sheath as he took aim. The freezer was divided into multiple sections, half-filled with bags of frozen vegetables and some cuts of steak he had to assume were the expensive kind, but he didn't bother to read the labels before starting to piss on them all. His urine splashed across the plastic packaging, pattering on the stretched plastic wrap over the meat and dripping down into the lower part of the freezer tray. When he moved his stream over to the vegetables the hot golden fluid noisily rustled the plastic bags the vegetables were in, forming several pools of fox piss on the uneven surface. Back and forth he swept his aim, dousing the divider between the sections as well, the excess urine starting to pool up at the bottom of the freezer.

The ice crystals that had formed on some of the bags were easily washed away, the heat of his piss starting to defrost the frozen food. He leaned over just a bit and could see the fluid level rising within the freezer, gradually covering up the bottommost bags of veggies; he didn't know if his piss would freeze but if it did it would give them the choice of either letting his piss thaw out or chiseling it out. Or just throwing out the entire fridge...

Lifting his gaze upwards, he decided to move on to the fridge itself. There were shelves and clear trays, some of which were attached to the underside of the topmost shelf. Casually letting go of his sheath and the poking-out cock without even looking at where he was spraying, Ellisz leaned forward, bracing himself with one hand while reaching out with the other to pull the trays out one by one. Some of them were at head height for him, but he was up for the challenge.

Grinning, Ellisz grabbed his spraying dick again, glancing downwards long enough to see he had sprayed the front of the freezer door as well as the floor around the fridge quite liberally. Without aiming at anything in particular he pointed his shaft towards the fridge, waving his cock back and forth to splash the contents. Much of it was in plastic containers, his urine soaking into the labels on plastic and glass bottles, but there were some things in cardboard boxes that he soaked heavily, a bag of bread that rustled loudly as he sprayed it, and an open carton of orange juice that he managed to piss into after a bit of aiming.

The trays were more of a challenge, or at least, the upper ones – the lower ones he was able to piss into easily enough, washing the handful of vegetables inside with hot urine. The upper ones he couldn't pee in directly, so he pointed his partly-aroused dick at a high upward angle, sending a big arch of piss into the air that rained back down on top of the fridge and started spilling off the sides. He tried to adjust his aim and nearly splashed himself, giving the open freezer another showering, before finally finding just the right spot to land his stream into the left tray. His piss echoed loudly as it landed in the empty plastic space, soon splashing as piss accumulated in it, and with a grin he moved his aim over to the other one to continue there, watching the fluid level rise through the transparent front.

While Ellisz was going to town on the fridge, a now-bottomless Allison had been busy too. But while Ellisz had focused his efforts, Allison was covering as much ground as she could, opening every cabinet and drawer she came across to spray the contents with piss. The higher drawers were more of a challenge, requiring her to climb on the countertops and stick her hips out over them, but she was more than up to the task, submerging utensils in hot urine and soaking the particle board drawer bottom underneath. Pots and pans got liberally doused with pee and briefly filled as well, and some appliances that had been stashed in the cabinets were summarily soaked through for good measure.

The dishwasher also drew her attention, as she pulled out the racks, climbed onto the counter, and 'washed' the cups, bowls and plates with her briny amber fluid, wiggling her hips as she pissed all over the dishes. She slid the racks back in and squatted briefly over the detergent dispenser to fill it up with piss, then closed the dishwasher door and moved on to the oven. It was less exciting since there were just some wire racks and no pans inside, but that didn't stop her from liberally spraying the inside with piss until it was running down the sides and pooling at the bottom. Slamming the door shut, she turned the dials up as high as they would go to make sure it would bake in the mess that would require a very deep cleaning indeed.

And while the kitchen was being trashed, Marika was watching Curtain taking a tour of the dining room while she peed on the carpet under the dining table, making a bigger and bigger puddle as she focused on one spot. The skunk had begun with the potted plants, spraying the leaves briefly before focusing on the dirt in each planter. He'd kept his piss gushing into them until the dirt was soaked enough that his urine was pooling up on top with bubbles forming as his stream struck it, sending stray flecks of dirt and pee onto the walls. Between each plant he simply let his cock spray pee all over the walls, leaving wavy and wet dripping lines on the wallpaper as he went from plant to plant. Even the few fake plastic plants still got doused by the skunk's piss for good measure, though for those he'd also spray the planters and carpet around them too.

Once he had 'watered' all the plants, even the one hanging fern he had to aim his stream high up for, Curtain looked for another target. His eyes were immediately drawn to an oil painting on the wall with some familiar faces on it: the family of Dobermans who owned the luxury house, depicted standing in front of some extravagant garden far more spacious than their own. Making up his mind immediately, Curtain walked over to it without stopping his stream, letting it splash haphazardly on the wall as he reached up to take down the painting, his piss running down it to pool on the parquet flooring. The painting was a lot heavier than he had expected, and he let it drop to the floor, the frame breaking from the impact.

Not that he cared either way as he gripped his cock and took aim, starting with the woman's face before moving to her husband's, then their son's, and back again. "Rich of you to say all skunks are smelly when you're covered in piss," Curtain muttered as he repeatedly splashed the picture of all three of them, the continued assault of his urine staining the picture and ruining the paint. Eventually it started to run, some of it leaking over the frame and onto the floor, into the growing puddle of his piss the painting was resting in.

Marika was watching all of her friends' destructive acts, and having had her fill of lemonade, she chucked the bottle under the table, letting it spill its remaining contents onto the rug close to the huge stain of her piss from before. She had pretty thoroughly drenched the top of the table in front of her, and the seat across from her, but it didn't compare to what the others were getting up to, and she wasn't about to let them outdo her so easily. So once Curtain took down the painting, Marika only momentarily stopped her stream just so that she wouldn't splash herself, then stood on her chair. From there she climbed onto the dining room table, avoiding the big puddle of her piss that was dripping over the sides.

Although all their dishes were currently in pieces in and around the kitchen sink, the pasta pot and Marika's soup pot were still on the dining table. Marika grinned as she moved the latter aside briefly, revealing that the tablecloth had been scorched by her putting the still-hot pot down on it. Only a little bit of the soup was left, but Allison had made far more food than they could hope to have finished even if Marika had been eating the pasta too, so a good amount of leftovers were still in there. Squatting over the pasta pot, Marika hummed and resumed pissing, letting her spray gush all over the remaining leftovers. Her stream washed off some of the sauce and cheese to reveal the short ridged tubes of the pasta itself, and the sound of her spray hitting the stainless steel echoed inside of the pot loudly.

Still, she wanted more, and an idea came to her as she looked down the table, seeing the chandelier above it and all the chairs at its sides. It reminded her of a catwalk, so she stood up, put her hands on her hips, and struck a pose, taking an exaggerated step forward to splash her pee around on the table. She paused briefly to try and get some of it into the soup pot, though most of it splashed around the pot instead, before she continued onwards for her imaginary catwalk routine. Now and then she turned to the side to spray one of the chairs more thoroughly, blowing one of them a kiss and giggling, before continuing on with large sweeps of her hips and tail, leaving a big wet wobbly line running along the tablecloth. Once she got to the far end, she squatted down near the end of the table and let her piss spray over the edge, onto the expensive carpet that was underneath the table and chairs.

Marika's attention – as well as Curtain's and Ellisz's – were suddenly drawn to Allison as they heard the rattling sound of metal cookware. She was bent over in front of a cupboard and had pulled out a bunch of baking sheets and trays, which now lay in a pile on the kitchen floor. From them she picked out a square brownie tin and a round cake tin, setting the brownie tin down carefully on the floor while keeping hold of the cake tin. The others, curious, started to gather nearby, but they didn't have to wonder what she was up to for long.

"Oh, don't mind me!" she told the other three in a cutesy voice, "I'm just being a good house-sitter and making something for the hosts when they return!"

They got an idea of what she was 'making' when she squatted down over the trays, reaching behind her to grab her fabric cat tail and hold it out of the way. Lifting her actual tail, she let out a cute moan and started to empty her bowels into the brownie tin, a thick brown log spreading her sphincter out from within and sliding out rapidly before falling into the dish. It was quickly followed by another, and Allison groaned softly, reaching up and playing with the tag on her collar a little, making it jingle.

"Chocolate brownies, huh?" Marika joked, leaning on Ellisz's side as they watched. Curtain was next to the pair of foxes, but his attention was fully focused on Allison, his hand stroking his cock slowly to the show she was putting on.

"Yes!" Allison replied in her cutesy voice, giving another groan as a long coil of her poop was pushed out from her ass and added to the tray, piling up inside it. "I wanted to be a good girl and make chocolate brownies and cake. I bet they'll love it." Glancing back over her shoulder at them, she flashed a teasing toothy grin at the others, but when she noticed Curtain was masturbating to the sight she glanced away flustered and focused on continuing to dump length after length of waste into the brownie tin, making an uneven pile.

Marika and Ellisz also noticed that Curtain was enjoying the show. She leaned over to Ellisz and whispered in his ear briefly, and he gave her a nod; so, with a grin, Marika slipped around behind Curtain and went over to his right side. She pressed up against him teasingly as Ellisz approached and sandwiched the skunk from the left, and Marika giggled playfully. "Someone's having fun," she teased, reaching over and cupping his plump, white-furred balls in her hand.

Ellisz gently but firmly pushed Curtain's hand away from his cock so that Ellisz could take over, stroking the skunk's member a bit faster. "I would be too," Ellisz remarked with a big grin as Curtain groaned at the sight of Allison shoving another big log of poop into the brownie tin. "You've been watching the three of us going to town all day long, but you haven't gotten off yourself, have you?"

"He definitely feels pent up," Marika agreed, playing with Curtain's sack while Ellisz continued to jerk the skunk off.

Curtain huffed and groaned, but didn't object, instead thrusting into Ellisz's grip a little without taking his eyes off of Allison. She lowered the cake tin and shoved it against the brownie tin that was now nearly full, pushing it out of the way and sliding the cake tin into place so that the next big brown snake that left her ass coiled up inside of the cake tin instead. Curtain let out an "Nnnh..." and trembled a bit, putting his arms around the foxes as they toyed with his junk.

"Ooh... I hope there'll be enough for everyone!" Allison moaned out, continuing the act as she gave another soft moan, her rear hole opening again to void more turds, smaller than the first ones but still coming rapidly thanks to the collar. She filled the cake tin one log at a time, wiggling her hips a little to try and spread the mess relatively evenly, but it still ended up being a big brown pile that was highest in the middle of the tin by the time she finished and let out a sigh. The only thing in reach to clean herself with was a dish towel hanging from one of the cupboard handles, so she yanked it off, wiped herself, and then threw the towel into the sink casually.

Curtain had certainly enjoyed the show, especially with the foxes playing with him the whole time. Ellisz had been gradually speeding up, his hand now jerking back and forth rapidly, while Marika had brought both hands down to tease Curtain's sack, her fingers playing with the orbs inside. "What did you think?" Marika teased him, "Ally's a wonderful cook, isn't she?"

"O-oh yeah," Curtain agreed, panting, his cock leaking precum that was getting all over Ellisz's fingers. "The best."

Ellisz chuckled and pressed up against Curtain's side a little more. "But what's a cake without any icing?" he asked rhetorically, "Why don't you help her out and glaze the food?" He grinned mischievously and pumped Curtain's cock faster, his hand a blur now.

Curtain couldn't last long against that, his breaths coming faster, his eyes closing. "Ohh... oh, I, I'm gonna..." he warned, and the foxes started tugging him forward, getting him closer to the cookware on the floor. They managed to close the distance enough so that when Curtain's orgasm hit him and he tipped his head back with a loud moan, the first thick rope of cum that erupted from his shaft sailed through the air and splattered onto the brownie tin and its contents, as well as the floor in front of it. Marika felt Curtain's balls pulling up in their sack as she kept rubbing them, coaxing out more of his pearly jizz, the collar around his neck making for a very potent load indeed: rope after rope of thick, hot skunk cream shot from his tip. They left lines over the brownie and cake tins, and the piles of poop within them, starting to cross over each other as his climax went on and on. Ellisz did his best to aim, but with Curtain bucking his hips it was inevitable that some shots of Curtain's seed ended up splattering across the linoleum floor instead.

Still, with the collar enhancing his potency, Curtain was able to completely cover both dishes in cum before his orgasm ended, and he nearly collapsed on the floor, saved by Ellisz and Marika quickly grabbing him. Ellisz guided him to the chair he had brought into the kitchen as Curtain was dazed by the afterglow of the longest and most intense climax of his life, shivering against Ellisz as he tried to recover.

"Looking good," Marika teased, grinning at Allison. "But you know, we can't just leave them out in the open. We've gotta make sure they stay nice and fresh until the hosts return, no?"

Allison nodded. "Of course, it'll be their surprise."

"Pass me the oven mitts," Marika instructed, and Allison grabbed them off the counter and handed them over to Marika. "Now open the fridge," Marika told her while donning the gloves, and once Allison had done so, Marika grabbed the brownie tin first, placing it in the fridge on one of the still-dripping shelves, getting cum all over the oven mitts in the process. She slid the cake tin in on another shelf, then chucked the messy oven mitts into the sink as well triumphantly, and Allison shut the fridge door.

"There," Marika declared, dusting her hands. "Kitchen makeover, completed."

"Thanks for the help," Allison said with a giggle.

"Any time," Marika replied teasingly, flashing a grin. "You've been a real bad girl, Ally."

"Nooooooooo," Allison whined, putting her hands near her face to pretend to cry for a few seconds. Then, dropping the act, she admitted, "Well, okay, maybe a little!"

"Uh-huh." Marika's tail was swishing back and forth in an orange and white blur. "You've been a bad kitty-cat today."

"Fine, fine," Allison conceded, exhaling. "But it was exhilarating. My heart's still pounding, that was such a thrill!"

Marika nodded and patted her on the shoulder and joked, "As the baddest bad girl around, I can tell you you'll get used to it."

"I think Curtain's just about done for the night," Ellisz called out to them, patting the exhausted-looking skunk on the head. "Maybe we should go get ready for bed."

"Heh, all right," Marika agreed. "Dibs on the bunk bed!"

"Nuh-uh, we'll draw for it," Allison insisted.

"Okay, but only because you're cute," Marika replied teasingly.

"Let's all help get Curtain up there, he seems about ready to pass out," Ellisz cut in.

Marika smirked and put her hands on her hips. "Not like you were any better the first time you came while wearing a collar," she reminded him.

"Yeaaaaaah," Ellisz agreed with a sheepish grin. "We made such a mess. Nowhere near this much, though."

"Oh, we're only getting started," Marika promised. "Tomorrow's another day!"

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Curtain roused from his stupor while being carried upstairs on the way to the second bedroom. True to what Curtain had mentioned earlier, it had an elevated bed above a desk with a computer, both of which were next to a big window. There was also a couch opposite a TV connected to the latest game consoles, and in addition to that, it had a closet, dresser, full-length mirror, and a bookshelf, though it seemed to hold more video games boxes and toys than actual books.

After regaining his senses, Curtain joined in with a few rounds of video games as the four of them, all bottomless, squeezed onto the couch in there opposite the TV. Eventually though it was time to sleep, so they drew lots – which Ellisz arranged by grabbing some colored pencils from the desk, turning around, and snapping one in half to create a short one. Allison drew it and took the bed, so Ellisz snapped another pencil for a second round to determine who got the couch, which ended up going to Curtain. They'd all brought some pajamas along with them, so it was just a matter of retrieving them from Allison's car, which she volunteered to go do.

"Oh, darn, I guess I'll have to sleep with Ellisz," Marika joked in an exaggerated voice as Ellisz tossed the pencils under the desk carelessly.

"Don't stay up all night humping each other," Curtain told them as he pulled off his shirt, "Some of us want to actually get some sleep."

"It'll be fine, I'm pretty tired too," Ellisz reassured Curtain, yawning and stretching his arms over his head. "No promises about first thing in the morning though."

Marika went over to the closet and stuck her head inside. "Let's see, maybe there's some stuff in here we can pile up to make a bed," she mused aloud as she bent over, while Ellisz settled for staring at her butt while she rummaged around. "These blankets will work..." she said to herself, pulling out some folded-up colorful blankets and tossing them behind her, "Maybe we can throw some of his clothes down underneath too... oh, what's this? Oh. Well, I bet mommy and daddy don't know about THIS."

She pulled out a shoebox and showed Ellisz the fleshlight inside it. "Ew, gross!" he responded, waving a hand at it, "Go throw it out or something."

"Naaaah, I'm just gonna leave it riiiiiiight here, out in the open," she teased, setting the shoebox down next to the closet door, leaving the lid off of it. "I'm sure they'll ALL be very happy to see it when they get back."

After pulling out some more clothes, Ellisz and Marika built themselves a makeshift bed, using the thick clothes as padding before piling the blankets on top. With Allison on the bunk bed and Curtain sprawled out on the couch, they all stretched out to get some sleep. Ellisz had to admit it was pretty comfy all things considered, if a bit uneven, but once he wiggled enough he made an Ellisz-shaped imprint that proved cozy enough for him to drift off.

He woke to hear the sound of rain drumming on the windows, and grumbled as he stretched a bit. That was fine, he didn't really have any plans to go anywhere else today, he was perfectly content to stay indoors. Yawning, he opened his eyes, and immediately squinted them shut from the bright light coming in from the window. How was it so bright and raining so heavily at the same time...?

He opened one eye halfway and quickly saw the answer to his question: Marika was squatting on the desk under the bed, as close to the back of it as she could get, her pajama bottoms around her knees as she held onto the bed from below to keep steady. Her piss stream was hitting the bottom of the window loudly; what Ellisz had thought was the rain coming and going with the wind was actually Marika's pee ebbing and flowing as it sometimes didn't quite reach the window. When it didn't get that far, it instead splashed the windowsill, the wall underneath it, or at times, the now-crumpled documents underneath her hips that got a soaking whenever her stream lost most of its power. She must have been going for a while already, as there was a noticeable wet stain on the carpet at the base of the wall from all the vixen urine that had run down the wallpaper.

Ellisz began to get up, and Marika didn't notice, giving a big yawn. He had to guess it was late in the morning from a glance past the bed and out the window, not that he was on any kind of schedule. Carefully, he snuck up behind Marika, noticing that some of her pee was dripping straight down onto the papers under her even while her stream was spraying the window. Getting into position, he moved his hands under her legs without quite touching her, grinning deviously as he did...

Then, he suddenly slipped his hands under her knees and pulled back, lifting her off the desk entirely and holding her against his front while pinning her legs against her body. She let out a loud "eep!" of surprise, and the movement sent her piss splashing across a few more papers and some paperback college textbooks that her left foot had been next to.

"Good morniiiiiing," Ellisz teased playfully as he leaned in and nuzzled her neck, while also swaying in place and making her piss splash across the desk, giving the books another soaking.

"Elliiiiiiisz!" Marika complained, then gave a huff and clenched her muscles, spraying harder and hitting the wall behind the desk.

Allison's sleepy face peered down at them over the edge of the raised bed. "What are you two up to now...?" she asked grumpily, having been woken by the noise.

Ellisz just chuckled and continued to use Marika as a sprinkler with which to drench the desk and everything on it, making sure that every scrap of paper was soaked through and every book thoroughly wetted. "Just fox things," he gave as an answer to Allison, backing up and turning around. The motion made Marika's pee rain down onto the carpet, and he took his time walking back towards their makeshift bed on the floor, while Marika pretended to be upset despite her tail wagging against Ellisz's front.

"Whatever," Allison grumbled, flopping back down onto the bed.

Curtain had also been woken up and was watching the two foxes in silence as Ellisz first let Marika spray the blankets, standing still to let her really soak the center of them through, some stray droplets of her pee raining down to the sides and leaving dark spots on the fabric. Most of her piss landed in the middle though and soaked through the topmost blanket completely, continuing on to the blankets below and then the clothes underneath. At first her stream rained down silently, with the hissing of her pee leaving her being more audible, but as she soaked the fabric more and more to the point of saturating it, it began to splash louder and louder.

Even with the collar, she still only had so much in her to give, and eventually she ran dry, her stream weakening until the last of it dripped onto the carpet between her and the now-soaked makeshift bed instead. "All done?" Ellisz asked her, giving her neck another nuzzle.

"Mmm-hmm," Marika confirmed.

"It's all yours now..."

"Heh, yep," she agreed, grinning. But any further comment she was about to make was cut off by another surprised "eep!" as Ellisz tossed her onto the pile of blankets and clothes, landing her right in the middle of it with a wet squish. "Ellisz!" she snapped as she rolled over.

"My turn," he told her with a grin, pushing down the front of his pajamas with his left hand while gripping his sheath with his right and stepping closer to her. He sighed and started spraying her with urine, initially hitting her right in the middle of her chest, making her squirm and sputter in protest as her pajamas were soaked through.

"Ellisz!" she called out again, wiggling to the side only for him to adjust his aim and splash her again, now soaking her belly, aiming lower as he stepped closer towards her.

"What? You never seem to mind when we do this at home..."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "I mind... because I'm the ONLY one getting wet," she remarked, and then pushed herself forward, spreading her legs out. She hooked her feet behind his thighs and pulled back, and though he stuck a hand out for balance he went tumbling forwards, landing on top of her, splashing both of them with pee.

Curtain stared from the sofa as the two of them started to play-wrestle, all while Ellisz continued to pee, giving both of them a thorough soaking as well as adding more to the mess underneath them. His attention was directed towards Allison though as she gave a loud, frustrated sigh, muttering something about foxes being loud as she shuffled towards the side of the bed, pushing her pajama bottoms down along the way. There was a big enough gap between the bed and the wall for her to swing her legs over the bedside, letting her face the wall as she wiggled her way forward. Sticking her hips out, she left her PJ bottoms around her ankles as she hooked her legs underneath the bed, letting out a loud sigh, this time of relief.

Allison's stream shot out and splashed messily, splashing both the wall and the top of the computer desk pushed up against it. Her piss poured down both the front and the back of the desk, dampening areas that Marika's own urine had never come close to, some stray droplets from the impact of her stream on the wood landing on the monitor. The canine pee running down the back of the desk eventually dripped down onto the carpet, a golden waterfall visible between the legs of the desk.

And Curtain was staring at it, amazed at the two lewd shows he was getting: not just Allison pissing onto the desk, but Marika and Ellisz as their bottomless wrestling had unsurprisingly turned sexual, currently with Ellisz sliding his cock back and forth over Marika's netherlips without penetrating as the two piss-drenched foxes grappled with each other. Equally unsurprising was the erection tenting the blankets over him, and he glanced down at it before nonchalantly grasping his cock, slowly stroking it while his gaze flicked between the two sights on display; the others had their PJs on but he had been sleeping in the nude.

Allison, meanwhile, leaned forward slightly to better drench the desk by aiming her stream down a bit. There was a hole in the desk for cables to go through, and the pool of her pee had reached it, dripping through and down onto the computer underneath. She hummed to herself as she kept going, the collar around her neck amplifying the amount of piss that gushed from her pussy so much that there were notable puddles on both the desk and the carpet, with more pee added to it with every passing second.

Curtain, however, still needed to take his own morning piss, something his bladder was reminding him of despite the hard-on he was stroking. He ignored it for a little while as Marika got the upper hand and pinned Ellisz down to start riding his cock, but then, deciding to get his relief before continuing to jerk off, Curtain rolled over face-down on the couch. The fabric of the cushions was surprisingly soft and smooth, rather than rough – something he was grateful for as he slid his dick along the cushions until it found the gap between them.

It took a bit of wiggling his hips before he got a good angle and enough force to press his cocktip in between the cushions, surrounded by pleasant tightness from how snugly the cushions were stuffed in together. Groaning softly, he pushed in all the way, still watching Marika and Ellisz as the latter tried and failed to roll over to get back on top. Curtain's glans pressed up against a different sort of fabric soon enough: the bottom of the pull-out part of the couch, that he hadn't pulled out the previous night because it wasn't big enough for all of them and the foxes needed some space for their (now rather sodden) blanket pile.

But it could still be useful for something. With a relieved sigh, Curtain closed his eyes halfway and splayed his ears as he released his bladder, blasting a hard stream of piss directly against the folded mattress concealed below the cushions. The sensation was amazing and it created a pocket of warmth within the cushions, yet the sound was completely masked, not that it would have been audible over the noise Ellisz and Marika were making as he had finally gotten back on top and was humping her relentlessly.

Curtain tried to turn his head to look over at Allison, but it seemed like she was just about done, her stream waning and the last of it dripping onto the desk. Furthermore, every little motion he made rubbed his dick against the soft covering of the cushion, only turning him on further. With lidded eyes he huffed and pulled his hips back a little, then pushed them forward again, his cock now gliding against a wet part of the cushions where his piss had soaked into the crevice between them. The wetness helped further slick up the fabric and Curtain continued to slowly hump away at it, his motions getting faster, thrusting between the piss-soaked cushions as he kept gushing more pee in between them and across the pull-out bed underneath.

It was Curtain's turn to be watched, though; Allison was paying only minor attention to Ellisz and Marika, as those two fucking was a regular occurrence. She didn't get to see Curtain being lewd nearly as often, and she chuckled as the motions of his hips pulled the blankets away and they fell off of the side of his rump, exposing it, his naked body, and the enormous tail of his that lifted up high now that it was no longer being held down.

Smirking, Allison admired the sight of his rump rising and falling as he continued to hump the cushions regardless, his enormous bushy tail swaying and bouncing from the motion. A smirk crossed her face as a devious idea entered Allison's head, and she climbed down from the bunk bed as quietly as she could, leaving her pajama bottoms behind, avoiding the numerous wet spots in the carpet from Marika's piss. She snuck past the foxes, not that either of them were paying attention as Marika had gotten back on top and was ramming her hips downward against Ellisz's. Curtain was groaning softly as he kept humping the cushions, oblivious to Allison approaching him.

At least, he was oblivious until she made her move, climbing up onto the sofa behind him and pinning his legs down underneath her own. Before he could turn his head around to see what she was doing, she leaned forward and stuck her snout underneath his tail, and he felt her nose at his taint before she licked up it and around his anal ring.

Curtain gave a moan and his tail shivered visibly. Though he kept humping the sofa, he did so at a slower pace, letting Allison continue rimming him, not that he had much choice in the matter with her hands grasping firmly at his hips, her thumbs pressed against his rump. All the while his piss kept pouring between the now utterly drenched cushions, the mattress underneath absorbing even his vastly expanded bladder's contents.

Pulling her snout away briefly, Allison giggled as she squeezed his rump. "Consider this a bit of payback," she teased, planting a big wet kiss on his rear entrance a moment later that made him gasp. "Since you were distracting me while I was trying to cook, now I'm the one eating YOU out!"

"I'm not, mmh, complaining..." Curtain muttered absently, his eyes rolled back while he rocked his hips to and fro, losing focus on the foxes as Ellisz nearly rolled Marika over only for her to reverse it at the last moment. His attention was far more centered on both the feeling of his cock thrusting through the wet gap in the cushions and Allison's tongue working over his rear hole more firmly, circling around his sphincter, her muzzle staying close to him even as he moved.

Ellisz was the first one to blow as he failed to put Marika back underneath, his hips bucking up against her as he came hard inside of her pussy. Curtain wasn't too far behind though from all the attention Allison was giving him, and he huffed and groaned during the buildup to his orgasm before he shuddered hard and ground his hips against the cushions while he came. Both of them shot great thick wads of cum thanks to the collars enhancing their output, with jizz spilling back out of Marika's snatch onto Ellisz's lap while all of Curtain's cum splattered onto the folded mattress and added to the mess under the cushions. Marika, Ellisz and Curtain were all left panting at the end of it with Allison merely giggling to herself, wagging her tail rapidly.

She took a moment to look at the mess they had made too: Marika's piss was everywhere and there were numerous wet spots on the carpet; the blankets the foxes were on were thoroughly soaked; the desk was drenched and so was everything on it; and the walls and carpets where Allison and Marika had pee bore large puddles. Only Curtain's mess was concealed by the cushions, but it was no doubt just as impressive.

Eventually, though, came the cleanup – of themselves, anyway. Curtain took the shower first, claiming that he didn't want to risk the foxes getting frisky in there and hogging it, and Allison went next for the same reason, before they finally let Marika and Ellisz take their turns. Initially the four of them simply went naked as they gathered up their pajamas – for everyone other than Curtain at least – and took them down to the laundry room to start washing them. Marika casually poured in far more detergent than was necessary before starting the machine, and then they went back upstairs.

"We can just borrow a few things," Marika insisted as they went back to the son's bedroom, carefully avoiding the wet spots in the carpet – mostly, anyway, as Ellisz's feet managed to find one with a loud squelch. "There's still plenty more clothes in here!"

She wasn't lying; even with all the jackets and heavier clothing they had used for the makeshift bed, there were still plenty of clothes left in the closet. It was all expensive, name-brand clothing too, and Ellisz gleefully took over from Marika as he pulled out various outfits to hand out to the others for them to wear. It was all men's clothing, but it was on the larger side so it still fit the girls well enough.

For himself, Ellisz picked out a more casual outfit featuring designer jeans and a gray shirt with bright red letters on the front reading "SUPREME" in block capitals. Curtain got a silk button-up shirt and slacks that weren't made for someone with a tail as big as his, forcing him to leave the pants hanging low – not that the girls seemed to mind since it meant he flashed his ass at them every time he turned away. For Allison, Ellisz selected another pair of intentionally shredded-looking jeans and a polo shirt, recognizing the brand names on them as being a particularly expensive one; the jeans alone cost more than her entire monthly wages. Finally, Marika got an expensive-looking suit that was probably only used for formal events, with a pinstripe pattern and shiny gold buttons.

With fresh outfits donned, they headed downstairs for breakfast. The kitchen was out of the question after the state they had left it in, as all the bowls had been doused with piss and any food in the fridge and cabinets similarly soaked. Instead they went to the basement living room, dipping into the food they had brought with them: disposable paper bowls of cereal with shelf-stable milk wasn't the most exciting way to start the day, but going back upstairs and chucking the empty bowls into the kitchen to add to the mess afterwards spiced things up a little. Particularly so when Curtain hurled a half-empty milk carton in as well, sending milk splashing all over the floor and walls.

After that they passed some time back in the basement, playing billiards, watching TV and sipping from their plentiful supply of soda. There was a big three-seater sofa, a two-seater love seat and a big well-padded armchair, as well as a coffee table and a couple of storage ottomans that all had a matching wine-red color to them. Some bookshelves lined one wall and pictures hung on others, and the TV was so big that even Ellisz and Curtain together would have struggled to move it.

Curtain was the first to feel the effects of the constant sipping, putting it off to continue watching TV with Marika until it got to the point where he was squirming in his seat. But where to go? He didn't want to wreck the living room... yet. There was the master bedroom perhaps, but they might want that one tonight too. Perhaps a hallway, but that wasn't all that exciting. And the kitchen was already trashed...

An idea came to mind and he hummed in thought, which caught Marika's attention. "Something up, skunky boy?" Marika teased.

"Oh, you know," Curtain remarked offhandedly, getting the attention of Allison and Ellisz too, "Just thinking, we should be good house sitters, right? But it's more than just the house itself. We should go out back and water the flowers, don't you think?"

"Heh, yeah, 'water' them," Ellisz joked, flashing a toothy grin to the both of them.

"True," Marika agreed, her tail swishing mischievously, "It hasn't rained in a couple days. It'd be a shame if they got dried out! We should all go and make sure they're all VERY well-watered." Nodding to Allison, she added, "Right, Ally?"

"Yes, of course!" Allison agreed in a demure tone of voice, "We have to take care of the whole garden!"

With that agreed on, Marika got up and led the four of them down the hall and out the back door into the garden. Yet it was immediately clear as they emerged that the grass was damp despite it being past noon, and it was obvious why: at a few points in the lawn and the flower beds, little black plastic nozzles were sticking up out from the ground. The smell of wet grass filled the air and many of the flowers were still glistening, but not all of the sprinklers seemed to be set up correctly with how damp the soil was in a few places, a few puddles here and there showing signs of over-watering.

"Huh, guess your job's half done for you then," Marika remarked, then grinned and grabbed Curtain by the wrist. "Hey, how about we go take care of the greenhouse while these two water the flowers?" she suggested, but didn't wait for a reply before starting to drag him off.

"Wha? Oh, sure!" Curtain replied as he followed along, holding his pants up with his other hand so that they wouldn't fall down and trip him.

That just left Allison and Ellisz outside. "I don't know what she's talking about, these flowers are parched!" Allison declared softly, approaching one of the flowerbeds. "They need more water, immediately! It's a good thing I'm here to take care of them!"

She took a step into the flowerbed, getting mud on her borrowed sneakers, carefully maneuvering her feet to avoid stepping on the flowers directly. Then she unzipped her jeans and pushed them down a bit to her thighs, exposing her slit, and pushed her hips forward. She was a lot better at peeing standing up than Marika was; by standing just right, and pushing with enough force once she felt her bladder releasing, she got her stream past her jeans without issues, soaking a plant with purple and white flowers in front of her. Humming merrily to herself, Allison swayed her hips back and forth to soak and splash it with pee, liberally dousing the dirt around it too with a loud wet splashing sound.

But just as she was turning to take aim at another flower, she heard a rustle from behind her, her floppy canine ears twitching. Suddenly Ellisz grabbed the waistband of her jeans and pulled them upwards, almost giving her a wedgie, and Allison let out a surprised yip. He wrapped his arms around her both to hug her and keep her arms pinned, as her piss stream now soaked the crotch of the jeans and darkened them heavily. "Elliiiiiiisz!" Allison whined, squirming in his grip, her hot urine running down the insides of both pant legs, feeling the warmth blooming between her legs as she wet herself. "What are you doing?"

He chuckled and reached down between her legs, pressing the wet denim right up against her slit, feeling her stream spraying against it from the other side. "Just having the same fun I like having with your best friend," he teased, grinding up against her from behind playfully, resting his head on her shoulder. She gave a huff but made no attempt to stop herself from pissing, letting the excess urine cascade down her legs and onto her sneakers, where it finally dripped down to the flowerbed.

And then Ellisz nuzzled at the side of her neck and shifted forward, and Allison felt something else: his sheath pressing right up against the small of her back. She barely had time to process that before she felt a deluge of wet warmth against her, trickling down the bottom of her shirt and around the base of her tail, to then pour under the waistband of her pants, soaking into them along the way. "Ellisz...!" she protested, but he remained where he was, soaking the expensive jeans, thoroughly drenching the seat of them with his own urine.

"It feels nice, doesn't it?" he remarked playfully, lifting his snout, slowly humping against her back. "Just completely soaking those clothes, enjoying the warmth... it's great, isn't it?"

"Y-yeah..." she murmured, shivering a little as he playfully nibbled on one of her ears.

Ellisz tightened his hug a little, continuing to rub her pussy through her drenched jeans, warmth still cascading down her legs from her own piss while Ellisz's ran over her butt and then the back of her legs. "Wanna know something even better feeling?" he asked teasingly, grinding up against her.

Allison nodded, sighing as she savored the feeling of her ongoing release and the added warmth of Ellisz's urine pouring down her ass. Then she let out another startled "eep!" as Ellisz suddenly swiped her legs out from under her, making her cut off her stream in surprise; yet with his hands still holding her, she didn't end up falling straight down. Instead, Ellisz let her down gently, and it felt rather like being swept off her feet in ladylike fashion... right up until she ended up in the mud on her back with a squelch, some of the flowers getting squished under her.

She looked up at him and saw that he had cut off his stream as well, at least for the moment, his cocktip peeking from his sheath and merely dribbling urine. He wasted no time in joining her in the flowerbed by straddling her body and then sitting down on her, pressing his weight right on top of her bladder as he grinned deviously. Allison whined and squirmed but couldn't fight the pressure for long and began pissing once more, her jeans getting another soaking from within that leaked through and onto the mud below her that Ellisz's weight was pushing her into.

Leaning forward, Ellisz put his hands out and rested them on Allison's breasts, feeling her up through her shirt and sticking his tongue out at her playfully. She rolled her eyes in response and then giggled, her squirming making a bigger mess of herself. He began to lie down on top of her, and as he did he began releasing his bladder again as well; at first he just sprayed Allison's front and his own hands, but once he got closer his cock started spraying his chest too, soaking into the gray shirt he was wearing and making it much darker. Soon the two of them were making out as Ellisz's urine splashed both of them, and Allison kept adding to the piss soaking her jeans and saturating the dirt underneath them.

Meanwhile, Marika and Curtain were busy in the greenhouse, which had a big metal table running the length of the center and several shelves along the sides. While the first potted plant that got knocked off a shelf was an accident when Curtain's huge tail struck it, the others that came after it were not, as both he and Marika smashed empty pots on the floor. The pots that did have plants in them didn't for long as they either got thrown onto the concrete floor immediately, or the plants were pulled out first before being thrown to the ground.

Towards the back were some larger planters, much heavier and harder to lift, with tomato plants growing on stakes stuck into the dirt. The tomatoes were a bright red that told Marika they were ripe, so she pulled one off from its vine and bit into it, uncaring that she squirted its juice and several seeds onto the expensive suit she was wearing. It wasn't bad, but her desire for mischief flared as she saw Curtain rifling through a box of gardening tools. "Hey skunky, catch!" she called out to him with a full mouth, and just as he turned to look, she hurled the remainder of the tomato at him.

It splattered all over his button-up shirt, leaving a big stain. "Gah! Hey, what gi...?" he began, but seeing Marika smirking as she wiped the tomato juice off her hand and onto the suit she wore, he narrowed his eyes. "Oh, you know what, you're ON, you little brat!" he declared as he grabbed a tomato from the nearest plant and bit it in half, hurling the half in his hand at her. It missed hitting her directly and splattered on the glass behind her, and she threw a whole one at him that burst against the window when it missed, only for his next throw to hit her square in the chest and send seeds and juice all over her front.

Tomatoes flew as the impromptu food fight escalated, with other plants and vegetables soon added to the list of projectiles. Clods of dirt, berries, bell peppers, and an eggplant all ended up smashed against something, the two of them making a lot of noise by laughing and hollering as they pitched produce and dirt at one another. Running out of more throwable vegetables first, Curtain quickly grabbed a head of lettuce and advanced on Marika; she ducked, expecting him to throw it, only for him to stuff it into her face, burying her vulpine muzzle in its leaves. She struggled and they wrestled briefly before she ended up on the floor with her face still in the lettuce, briefly dazed.

Just as she tried to pick herself up, she felt something smack her ass and let out a yip; it wasn't his hand, but something vaguely cylindrical. Curtain's hand pulled down her pants and bared her ass as he struck her again, and she groaned out, unable to stop herself from raising her tail up in response as he held her down with one arm, kneeling next to her. "Too bad I don't have a butternut squash, but this cucumber will do," he teased her as he smacked her again across the rump, hitting both of her cheeks at once.

"Eep!" Marika yelped, though he wasn't being too rough on her, and if anything it was turning her on. Especially when he surprised her by adjusting his grip and pressing the bigger end of the cucumber up against her pussy, making her gasp out and then moan from the insertion as he pushed it into her deeply before pulling it back. "Curtaaaaaaain!"

"Oh come on, like you've never done this before," he taunted as he kept her held down, thrusting the cucumber in and out of her folds. Its green surface was already getting slicked with her juices, letting him move it more easily.

She huffed; he wasn't wrong, but having someone else use a vegetable on her as an improvised toy was far more intense than her doing it to herself. "You–" she began, only to groan out as he plunged it back into her as far as he could, making her tail lash. "Aaahhnnn, okay okay! M-mercy!" she cried out as he pulled back again, "Mercyyyy, you win! You win!"

Panting, covered in dirt and the innards of tomatoes, and exhausted, Curtain slid the cucumber back into her all the way, wresting another moan from her, before letting go of it and giving her a light smack on the butt. "That's what you get," he remarked as he stopped holding her down and stood up. She panted heavily as well as she withdrew the cucumber from her pussy, staggering to her feet, flustered and blushing from arousal. Curtain just chuckled and grinned, right up until Marika suddenly advanced on him and pushed the cucumber up against his muzzle, its surface glistening with her juices.

He blinked, gave it a tentative lick, and then bit off the end of it, crunching the cucumber loudly. She huffed victoriously and smirked, tossing the cucumber over her shoulder. "Good boy," she teased, and though he grumbled about it, he didn't retort. She chuckled at his reaction, then took a heavy breath and began looking around again, wiping a stray bit of berry juice off her cheek. "What else have we got here?" she wondered aloud, taking aim at the lettuce that Curtain had stuffed her face into, kicking it like a football and scattering shreds of lettuce across the floor.

Curtain licked his muzzle. "I could get another cucumber..."

Marika chuckled, but shook her head. "Nah, at least, not yet... oh, hey, over there." Raising a hand, she pointed, and Curtain turned his head to look at what she was indicating: a water tank that had pipes running into and out of it, presumably for the lawn sprinklers. "That's our goal, no?" she asked rhetorically.

"It is now," he joked, walking with her over to it. It was a simple enough metal tank, with a nozzle on the side for an emergency release, as well as a way to open the top, probably either as a way to add powdered plant nutrients or fertilizer, or just as a way to refill it manually if necessary.

Marika crouched down and twisted the release valve to let the water inside pour onto the floor, then closed it again once the tank was empty and instead opened the top of it. The top of it was just a little too high for them to refill – at least with their intended fluid. So, Curtain climbed partway up a shelf while Marika grabbed an open bag of soil and dragged it over, spilling some of its contents onto the floor, standing on it so she could get enough height to refill the tank.

The vixen had to stand right at the edge of the tank with her pussy barely clearing it, while Curtain was able to hang from the heavy metal shelf and just turn his body to the side, taking aim with his cock. Both of their streams were soon splashing into the tank and filling it up, with quite a few teasing glances passed to each other as they peed together. Marika leaned over the tank and Curtain shifted closer so that they could kiss while still filling up the tank, and even though now and then his stream drifted off-course and struck the side of it, they gradually filled it up together as they made out, their tongues dancing while they emptied their bladders out. The extra capacity they had thanks to their collars meant that they overflowed the tank, their mixed piss pouring down its sides for a short time before they finally ran dry, a puddle of urine spreading across the concrete flooring.

For a little longer they continued to kiss until Marika winced and pulled away. "Something wrong?" Curtain asked, but his question was answered by Marika's stomach making a loud and unhappy gurgling sound as she wrapped her arms around her belly. "Oooh. The spicy noodle soup, huh?" he asked, and she nodded, exhaling deeply before smirking at him.

"Yep. I'd better find somewhere to let it out quickly, I didn't even have the collar last time and I took SUCH a big–" she grunted again as her stomach groaned at her, and she shook her head. "Ooof, yeah, let's hurry up. Besides, I bet you've probably got a load to empty yourself too, don't you?"

He chuckled and nodded in agreement, and set to searching with her. One of the bags of dirt was an option, though not an exciting one, and the same went for the empty planters. The toolbox seemed like the best choice, until Marika spotted a big black plastic bin at one side of the greenhouse. "What's this for?" she wondered aloud, keeping one arm around her belly as she reached out with the other to open it. "More tools or someth-?"

The pungent scent of decomposing plants hit her nose and she wrinkled it, stepping away from the compost bin. "That's almost as bad as Ellisz's dirty laundry," Marika joked, waving a hand through the air. "But hey, that's perfect! We'll be such good house sitters if we fill up the compost bin for them, don't you think?"

"Oh yeah, for sure," Curtain agreed, "Getting good compost is hard, they'll definitely like it if we top them off." Marika's stomach gurgled threateningly, and she squirmed in place. "Shall I call the others?" Curtain offered.

"Let me do it, if I know Ellisz he's stomping about in the mud," Marika replied, "He won't have gone far." Staggering over to the greenhouse door, she opened it up and shouted, "Ellisz! Hey! Get your butt over here! You too, Allison!" She looked around and quickly spotted them lying together in the flower bed, both of them completely covered in mud from head to toe.

"Just a minute!" Ellisz called back. Marika shook her head and went back inside of the greenhouse, able to hear Allison give a sharp moan a few moments later. Soon enough Ellisz and Allison reached the greenhouse, dripping with mud – and in Allison's case leaking cum from under her tail, with Ellisz's cock notably not being mud-covered, the knot still engorged. That, combined with Allison needing Ellisz's help to walk, told Marika all she needed to know about what those two had been up to out there.

"Come on, you mudpuppies," she chided them, "We need your help with emptying ourselves out, and filling up the compost box at the same time."

Curtain in the meantime had been setting up flower pots upside-down around the compost bin to act as stepping stools to make what came next more comfortable. Looking over at the new arrivals, he raised an eyebrow and teased, "Out being a little piggy in the mud with the girls again, Ellisz?"

"Shush," Ellisz muttered.

Undaunted, Curtain went on, "I'm right, aren't I?" Grinning and leaning over, he put on a silly voice to continue, "Aren't I right, my lovey dovey foxy woxy?"

Ellisz rolled his eyes. "You two don't look any better," he pointed out, "You look like you had a food fight!"

"Well, we did..." Curtain admitted with a shrug.

Allison gave a small laugh. "All of us are a mess. At least that big whirlpool tub they've got is big enough for all four of us." Rubbing her mud-covered, cum-dripping ass with one hand, she huffed and added, "But I've got to empty myself out anyway, so this is just great. Let me go first."

Walking awkwardly as she kept her ass cheeks clenched, Allison made her way to the compost bin and carefully climbed up it, with Marika helping her out, getting mud on her suit in addition to the remains from the food fight. Another gurgle from Marika's stomach made her pause before she hurried to get into position, sitting beside Allison on the front edge of the compost bin. That left the sides for the boys to take, with Ellisz on Allison's other side and Curtain next to Marika, their combined weight making the compost tower creak in protest. There was a moment of hesitation from them, but when it didn't break or snap for a couple of seconds, Marika leaned forward. "Can't hold it in any longer," she grunted, flagging her tail up high.

With another groan she began to unload, the spicy soup leading to a rapid onslaught of waste as her bowels emptied violently. Allison was next, though all that erupted from her was Ellisz's jizz as she groaned, evacuating the considerable load of cum he had pumped into her, made easier by still being loose from him fucking her ass and pulling his knot out afterwards. That just left Curtain and the mud-covered Ellisz as they both began pooping with the girls into the compost bin, their relief coming at a much more relaxed and normal pace even with their collars ensuring they had plenty to put out.

Marika shuddered, gripping Allison's leg for support as she got only a brief reprieve before her bowels began writhing again to push out more of her greatly softened turds. Allison herself soon groaned as the last of Ellisz's cum spurted from her, her loosened tunnels allowing her own logs to start sliding out rapidly to join the growing pile of their waste on top of the actual compost. Even so, it was still Marika who finished first and was left panting once her guts stopped convulsing, and all of her turds were rapidly covered up by the other three as they continued to relieve themselves into the container. Allison's loosened bowels led her to finish next as a final log slid out from her, and the two boys took quite a bit longer, both of them pushing out coils of shit that accumulated on their previous piles, crackling in the air on their way out.

Ellisz outlasted Curtain by a little bit when the skunk exhaled and stood up, leaving the gray fox to finish. Triumphantly, Ellisz pushed harder to force out a longer, heavier coil of poop before he ran out, standing up and reaching for the lid of the compost bin as the others glanced inside. There wasn't any compost at all visible inside, covered up completely by the mixed mess of their crap and Ellisz's cum, and he confidently flipped the lid down firmly. "Great. Now uh... I don't suppose anyone brought something to wipe with?"

"Eh, we're all just going to get in the whirlpool tub anyway," Marika reminded him. "Though maybe a pre-rinse in the shower might not be a bad idea..."

She led the group back inside and to the ground floor bathroom – tracking in mud and plant matter across the floors, stairs and carpets as they went. In addition to the whirlpool bathtub there was a shower with a detachable head, so one at a time they got inside, leaving the door open to let someone else spray them down – still in their clothes. After each rinse, the ruined clothes were unceremoniously tossed into the sink, and one by one they got themselves presentable enough, and naked enough, to climb into the tub together for a long soak, playing with the jets that swirled the water around.

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After cleaning all the mud and plant remnants off themselves, most of which would no doubt end up stuck in a filter somewhere, Allison and Curtain got out and dried themselves off while Marika and Ellisz toweled down each other playfully. Borrowing the rich family's fur dryers to hasten the process, they soon were dry and fluffy, though Curtain's enormous tail took considerably longer to dry – even with Allison and Marika both using fur dryers on him at the same time.

After a quick trip to the laundry room to move their own clothes to the dryer while leaving the soiled borrowed clothes in the bathroom sink, they headed back to the entertainment room in the basement, taking turns to play billiards, all while still naked but for their collars. They were all at roughly the same skill level, so the games went back and forth and provided plenty of excitement to whichever half of the group was spectating at the time.

Eventually, when they'd had enough of billiards, they formed a cuddle pile on the sofa to watch TV until Ellisz's stomach growled loudly and Marika went upstairs to get her phone, looking up a nearby pizza place to order from. One brief argument with the others later about how many and what sides to get too, and the order was placed, with instructions to simply ring the bell and then leave it at the door. She got a text after a bit informing her that it was on the way, though the driver had some unpronounceable name she'd never seen before.

When they heard the doorbell some time later, Marika got up and stretched her arms over her head, deliberately sticking her butt out towards Ellisz's face to tease him. "I'm gonna go get that," she announced as Ellisz pushed her tail away from his head, "Someone else can go get the paper plates and napkins from Allison's stuff."

"Who needs plates? It's pizza!" she heard Ellisz calling out to her as she hurried up the stairs, but she ignored him.

She took her time going to the door so that the delivery person would have plenty of time to move on; no doubt they had a bunch more stuff to deliver. Yet when Marika opened the door, she was surprised to see someone standing right there in front of the door: a tall lizard in a video game branded t-shirt and track pants, holding her phone in one hand. Most of her scales were blue-green with a sea-green underside, and she looked just as shocked as Marika as their eyes met before the vixen quickly scooted to the side to hide most of her body while peeking around the door.

"I said to just leave it at the doorstep!" Marika snapped, though from a quick glance down she could see the stack of pizza boxes, a couple of paper bags and some two-liter bottles of soda had indeed been left in the right spot. Behind her, there was an additional car in the driveway, with its engine off.

"Yes, sorry about that," the lizard apologized in a female-sounding voice. "I was curious what was going on; I recognized the address, but it had to be someone else ordering."

Marika tilted her head to one side. "Huh? What tipped you off?" she asked, hoping there wasn't anything too suspicious that might attract attention to them early.

However, the lizard just chuckled and held up her phone. "You left a tip," she replied jokingly. "These tightwads never tip. Also, the special instructions say 'please'."

Marika exhaled in relief. "You know, fair point," she conceded.

"Plus, I didn't nearly get mauled. That dog shredded my pants last time and they were yelling at ME for 'traumatizing' it. I'm just lucky it only scratched my scales." Gesturing to the mess by the front door, she added, "The smashed planters were also a bit of a clue." After a moment she stuck her phone in her pocket. "Anyway, you're lucky I noticed, I was just about to... add some personal seasoning to the pizza, shall we say. Don't worry, I didn't, it's all still safe to eat."

Marika chuckled. "So that means you're not gonna, like, call the police or anything, right?"

"Fuck no. I know I'd trash the place too if I could!"

Grinning, Marika clasped her hands behind her back and wagged her tail. "Would you like to?"

There was a pause, and then, pulling her phone back out from her pocket, the delivery woman pretended to think it over as her thumb danced over the screen. "Hmm, go back to delivering food at below minimum wage... orrrrr, clock out from FoodDash for the night and wreck some pretentious rich snobs' house... tough choice," she joked, then tapped the screen one last time with an air of finality. "There. This was the end of my current set of deliveries anyway. I, uh, may have left this house until last deliberately..."

"No hard feelings, if it was me I'd have thrown the pizza at the windows," Marika remarked with a giggle, pulling the door open further, nonchalantly stepping forward enough to grab the pizza boxes, no longer caring if the delivery woman saw her naked. The lizard grabbed the soda bottles and Marika was able to carry the rest, heading back towards the living room. "Oh, make sure NOT to scuff your feet before coming in!"

"Yeah, I-... wait, what?" the lizard replied as she processed that sentence. A glance down at the footprint-muddied carpet just inside the door answered the question though, and with a smirk, she retreated back out through the front door, and stepped in the mud from the knocked over potted plants. Quickly hurrying after Marika, she pushed the door closed with her tail along the way, leaving a new set of dirt tracks on the hallway carpet.

"Pizza's here!" Marika declared as she returned to the basement. "And we have a guest!"

"A guest?" Ellisz asked in confusion. Allison pre-emptively covered her chest and Curtain pulled his tail around in front of himself just before the lizard came in behind Allison with the sodas.

"Our delivery lady is going to help us house-sit!" Marika declared, gesturing to her friends, who were starting to relax a little. "That's Ellisz, Allison, and Curtain. I'm Marika. Everyone, this is... uh...?"

"Just call me Code," the lizard said dismissively.

"Like, computer code?" Ellisz asked.

Code nodded. "I'm normally a programmer, but I'm between jobs, and food delivery pays better than nothing," she explained with a shrug. "Speaking of, who wants pizza?"

"Ooh, me!" Marika declared eagerly, but she then turned to Code and put one hand on her hip, holding the other out to waggle a finger at Code. "But if you want some, you're going to have to follow the dress code."

"Dress...?" Code began, but after a glance back at the sofa where the other three were just as naked as Marika, Code chuckled and took the hint. "Of course," she agreed, putting down the soda bottles and stripping down to her bare scales as Marika brought the food over to the coffee table. The lizard was completely flat-chested, with a subtle break in her scales between her legs, but by virtue of lacking a collar she was technically even less dressed than the rest of them.

Code came over to join them, and though it was a bit of a squeeze with Marika ending up halfway onto Ellisz's lap, she was able to fit into the middle of the group, with Marika on one side of her and Curtain on the other. She had to let her tail hang up and over the back of the sofa, much like Curtain's was doing, but it would suffice.

The appetizers didn't last long between the five of them, as they swapped stories with Code between bites about their grievances with the homeowners. She winced in particular at hearing about the hit-and-run on Allison's car, and grinned widely when filled in on what she did to their car in return. Before they started on the pizza, Marika got up from Ellisz's lap and checked out the collection of DVDs next to the TV, picking out a movie and putting it on for them to watch.

For a while they kept their focus on the TV while sharing the pizzas; there was more than enough to go around even with Code taking a few slices, and Allison had brought some plastic cups earlier for them to share the soda with. Later into the movie though, Code became more consciously aware of Marika shifting in place and glanced over, seeing that she and Ellisz had become far more interested in making out with each other rather than watching the movie.

Leaning over towards Curtain, she quietly asked him, "Are they always like this?"

"Yeah, pretty much," he answered without taking his eyes off the screen. "I'd give even odds of them fucking before the movie's over."

"Foxes gonna fox," Code remarked quietly with a chuckle.

Marika heard that remark and broke the kiss with Ellisz just long enough to grin widely at the lizard. "You know it!" she declared, and then promptly went back to swapping saliva with Ellisz, deliberately groaning a little more loudly.

For a little while they went quiet, but for Marika and Ellisz's sloppy making out, keeping their attention on the movie. Allison in particular seemed very invested, leaning forward a little to watch the final act of the movie closely. She was shifting about in her seat more and more as time went on, and Curtain took notice, rubbing her leg with one hand.

"Something up?" he asked her during a break in the dialogue, not wanting to interrupt since he could tell how much she was focusing on it. "Gotta go?"

"Yeah, but I don't want to miss anything. And I don't know if I should while she's here..." Allison whispered back, referring to Code.

"Do it," Curtain encouraged her. "Maybe she'll join in."

They both went quiet as the movie picked back up. For a little longer, Allison stayed where she was sitting, then, making up her mind, she got up – but not in the normal way. Instead, she pulled her feet up and onto the sofa cushion, and then stood on the cushion just enough to be able to sit on the backrest; the sofa was big and heavy enough, especially with the other four on it, that there was no risk of her tipping it over. Sticking her rump out as far as she could over the back of the sofa, she glanced to the side: Curtain gave her a wink, and Code simply gave her a brief glance before returning her attention to the movie, while Marika and Ellisz were far more interested in seeing how deep they could get their tongues into each other's mouths.

For a moment there was only silence, until Allison gave a soft grunt and then a quiet sigh. Her tail flagged upward, and the crackling sound of her first log sliding out from under her tail wasn't audible over the movie – but the thump on the carpet when it fell from her was. Code tried to glance over again, and although Curtain's tail was blocking her line of sight, it was obvious what Allison was doing as she groaned out and there was a second thump a moment later as another sizeable turd left her rump.

Curtain gave her a pat on the shin encouragingly, and when Code made no fuss, Allison was emboldened to continue. Keeping her focus on the TV screen, she inhaled and tensed her body to push with her inner muscles, forcing her poop out faster, a few rapid thumps sounding from behind her soon after. She didn't want to miss anything, so she said nothing as the final scene of the movie played out, all while she continued to empty out her bowels behind the sofa. Log after log fell from her ass to add to the pile that was accumulating on the carpet, as Allison gripped the backrest of the sofa firmly for stability.

Even when she finished taking her huge dump, a few final lumps falling from her in rapid succession, she remained where she was. When she started unleashing the torrent of urine against the back of the sofa, it was much louder, pattering on the fabric as it soaked through and poured downward. The movie was just wrapping up and the credits were starting to roll, so Code chuckled and leaned over towards Curtain to remark, "Sounds like someone hasn't been housebroken."

Curtain chuckled and grinned. "She's a good girl, their dog might be at the kennel but ours is much better behaved. She can even take herself for walkies!"

Huffing as she continued to piss on the back of the sofa, thoroughly drenching the fabric, Allison grumbled, "I'm a cat, you know that!" Her stream was still going strong even as the excess dripped from the bottom of the sofa, soaking into the carpet next to the pile of her shit.

"True, true," Curtain conceded with a nod, "And I haven't seen any litter boxes around here either!"

Marika finally pulled her mouth away from Ellisz's and glanced at the others, then turned her head to look at the TV screen. "Oh, is it over?" she asked, somewhat rhetorically since the credits were still rolling.

"You missed all the good bits!" Allison told her, still loudly hosing down the back of the sofa with urine, even forcing it out harder for a brief moment to spray even more loudly. The puddle underneath the back of the sofa was growing, leaving a big dark stain in the carpet fibers, to say nothing of the huge wet mark running down the back of the couch itself.

"Damn, you really had to go," Code remarked as Allison kept going and going. "You could even put me to shame! How much of that soda did you have?"

Beaming, Allison jokingly replied, "Well, I'm just a good girl, so I've been holding it in, but nobody let me out into the yard..."

The others stood up one at a time, with Ellisz last since Marika had to get off of him first, his cock standing from his sheath but with the knot uninflated after spending so long making out with Marika. Curious, Code stepped aside and glanced behind the sofa, her eyes widening at the sight of the enormous pile of crap underneath Allison. "Is that all yours?" she asked in disbelief.

Allison giggled again, but Marika reached up and flicked the tag on her collar with one finger. "It's because of these," she admitted.

"Aww, you're giving away our secret!" Allison protested, though the giggle afterwards indicated that she wasn't that upset.

Code leaned over to take a better look. "What is it?"

"A cursed collar! I got the whole set from... well, that's going to stay secret," Marika said with a devious grin. "Let's just say they make sure a lot more goes out than in, if you get my drift."

Nodding, Code straightened up and grinned. "I'm jealous, that sounds like a fun toy. Not much of a curse, honestly..."

"Not for us, no," Marika agreed. "More of a blessing in disguise! It does mean you're going to have a really, really bad time if you try to hold it in for too long, though. Or maybe a good time if you're into that."

Allison let out a soft gasp as she finally ran dry, giving one final clench to force out the last of her pee before slipping back down the sofa and into her previous seat. "All done!"

"Now it's our turn," Ellisz declared with a grin. "Hey, Curtain."

"Yeah?" Curtain answered.

Pointing to the bookshelves, Ellisz challenged the skunk, "Want to see who can soak more books?"

"Heh, you know it'll be me!" Curtain replied confidently as he pushed past Code and Marika, his tail brushing against them on the way.

"Ooh, I can be the judge!" Marika piped up too, turning and following after them. Allison scooted over to the end of the sofa closer to the rest, while Code merely moved to stand nearby for a good vantage point.

Both of the bookshelves that Ellisz and Curtain were facing were packed full, with not an inch of space available on any shelf between the books. A few extra books were stacked on top of the rows, and some additional little decorations took up most of the remaining space: tiny plant pots, figurines, and snow globes.

"You've got this, Ellisz," Marika encouraged the other fox, patting him on the back.

Grinning, Ellisz held his cock and pointed it downwards, taking aim at the bottom shelf. Curtain did the same, and thanks to still being flaccid, he was able to start pissing before Ellisz did, his stream splashing onto the book on the bottom-left of his shelf. He then moved his stream along slowly, really taking his time to drench every book, his piss soaking into the pages from the top and darkening the paper.

Ellisz didn't take much longer to start peeing, and he took a very different approach once his floodgates were open. He swept his cock back and forth, sending his stream and several stray droplets splashing all over the bottom shelf, repeatedly dousing the book there in fox urine. They received a second coating, then a third, and more as he aimed back and forth, before moving on to the next shelf. Curtain was also working his way up once the bottom shelf was sufficiently saturated with piss for his liking, more books getting utterly sodden with piss on both shelves. The heavier decorative objects were merely sprayed with piss, and the lighter ones knocked aside, a tiny figurine on Ellisz's shelf bouncing off a book and falling to the floor where it broke.

Once they had to aim above waist height, it got more interesting, even as they continued their respective styles: Ellisz waving his cock to and fro while Curtain took his time. Ellisz's stream sprayed against the backing of the bookshelf, spraying off and running down onto the books against it, while Curtain instead aimed at the underside of the shelf above, his piss pouring off of it and landing on the books underneath in a heavy shower of golden fluid.

And the topmost shelves were the greatest challenge, as both of them had to aim high enough that their streams only just barely reached, arcing their piss over the edges of the shelves to hit the books beyond. A lot of droplets fell short and onto the carpet in front of the shelves, adding to all the excess piss that was dripping from each heavily soaked shelf. Eventually though, Marika hummed in thought, putting her hand under her muzzle. "You know, maybe this contest would have been more meaningful if you both didn't have those collars on..."

"But it wouldn't have been nearly as much fun," Curtain pointed out, letting go of his cock; his stream fell with it to splash the front of the shelf one last time, his stream coming to an end soon after, as did Ellisz's.

"True!" Marika agreed. "Okay then, tiebreaker! Whichever of you two has the bigger dick wins!"

"Psh, you just want to see us compare them," Ellisz remarked, turning towards Curtain.

"Damn right I do!" Marika replied, grinning and wagging her tail. "I've wanted to see you two side by side for ages, so go on, get yourselves hard for me."

"While you're doing that, I'm going to take my turn," Code told them, looking around for somewhere to relieve herself.

"Ooh, of course!" Marika said enthusiastically. "Hey, maybe you can give these two boys a show to help them out with their comparison."

"A show sounds good to me," Curtain agreed with a grin.

Code's eyes fell on a square ottoman near the lone armchair that matched the rest of the furniture, and she walked over to it, bending over to inspect it. Just as she suspected, the top actually was on a hinge and opened up, revealing a collection of sleeved vinyl records taking up half of the space inside. "Ah, perfect," she declared, starting to turn, only for her tail to strike a vase on the coffee table and knock it off. The sound of shattering porcelain caught her by surprise and she turned sharply, seeing the smashed vase on the floor.

"Thick tail troubles, trust me, I know," Curtain sympathized. "At least it wasn't anything we cared about, right?"

"Yeah," Ellisz agreed, "Curtain's count is probably a lot higher than yours, including one of my mom's flower pots when we were kids."

Curtain gave a sigh. "You're never going to let me live that one down, are you?"

Chuckling as she listened in, Code straddled the open ottoman and held onto the raised lid for support. Facing away from the others, she squatted down over it, keeping her legs wide and her tail raised up to provide a good view, leaning forward as much as she could. "I don't even know what records are in here," she remarked, getting their attention, "But if they aren't already Golden Oldies, they will be soon...!"

Allison, Marika and Curtain gave a laugh while Ellisz merely facepalmed and muttered, "That was terrible," but their focus was quickly drawn back to Code as she raised her hips just a bit more and began to let loose. A jet of lizard urine gushed from near the top of her slit and down into the inside of the ottoman, loudly splashing on the frontmost record sleeve. Her piss ran down it to the bottom of the ottoman, with a lot of droplets spraying off from the point of impact, but she quickly started moving her hips to reposition her stream so that it struck the top of the collection of records instead.

Her piss splashed all over the records, and since the sleeves were all stored upright, it ran down into each sleeve and began soaking them from the inside. Swaying her hips back and forth, Code did her best to make as much of a mess of the inside of the ottoman as she could, getting her pee all over it and dousing the records again, some of her stream hitting the edges of the ottoman and pouring over the sides.

Ellisz and Curtain were certainly enjoying the show, and Marika started giggling. "You've done this kind of thing before, haven't you?" she teased.

"Maaaaaaybe," Code playfully replied, looking back over her shoulder. Without a collar enhancing her, she couldn't last nearly as long as the others, and she let her stream come to its end, then clenched a couple times to squeeze out the last of it. "One or two... dozen... times."

"You'll fit right in," Marika remarked, grinning deviously. "Okay boys, show's over, so let's see–"

"I didn't say it was over," Code interjected, her tail lifting up high, particularly at the base.

"Oooh, go on then," Marika encouraged. She didn't have to wait for long as Code took a few breaths to relax, her rear hole soon yawning open around a thick and firm brown log. Keeping in her squatting position, Code groaned as it slid out from her steadily and into the ottoman to join the piss pooled up in the bottom of it, the end falling from her ass a moment later. After a brief delay the next one came, and Code shifted her hips so that this time her poop slid along the frontmost record sleeve before piling up at the bottom. After the first two big ones her next few chunks were much smaller, and she groaned quietly as each one was pushed from her bowels in rapid succession, a final smaller one signaling the end of her release.

"There," Code declared with an air of finality. "I can't match you guys, but I hope that was good."

Marika glanced between Ellisz and Curtain's erect cocks. "Oh, it was," she agreed. "Now come on you two, stop staring all slack-jawed and let's see who the winner is!"

Code shut the ottoman lid and stood up as Marika corralled Ellisz and Curtain, but Allison also got up from her seat on the sofa where she had been watching. "Here, you can have my collar," she offered, reaching up to undo the clasp.

Tilting her head, Code nonetheless held out her hand when Allison took off the collar. "Are you sure?"

"I'm all empty now, and I've had my fun," Allison told her. "If you're hanging around, you should get to try it too! I'm going to want it back though!"

Code chuckled but gave a nod as she took the collar and began putting it on. "I don't really feel any different," she said after securing the buckle.

Allison shook her head. "You won't, no, but trust me, it'll work. Have fun!"

"I'm sure I will, and you'll probably be watching," Code told her with a smirk. "Thank you." She turned back to the other three, where Marika had gotten Curtain and Ellisz into position, both standing facing each other with their cocks side by side as the vixen held them in place, giving them a close inspection.

"Pretty sure I win this," Ellisz smugly declared.

"Yeah, yeah," Curtain conceded, "But not by much. Besides, you've got a knot, it's not exactly an even comparison."

"You'll win any tail-measuring contest though," Marika told him jokingly. "And I can say from experience you both know how to use your tools!" She giggled and then noticed Code and Allison, and that the former was wearing the collar now. "Oooh, lending her your collar, Ally?"

"Yep!" Allison replied happily. "I want to see what she can do with it!"

"You won't be disappointed," Code answered confidently.

"But what about you, Marika?" Allison asked, leaning in towards the orange fox, playfully adding, "I think it's your turn now..."

Grinning, Marika nodded and folded her arms. "Sure is! Just watch this!" She made her way to the coffee table where all the boxes were from the food; only a single slice of pepperoni pizza remained, and she snatched it up with one hand, munching on it. Lifting one leg as she did, Marika put her foot on the coffee table so that her loins were over the now-empty pizza box, and began letting loose with her piss, spraying the box with pee and soaking it through while she munched on the final slice.

But she wasn't merely content with that, nor with shifting over to another box to hose its inside down as well. A separate cardboard box had held their side orders, and once she finished her slice of pizza she snatched up the empty box and tossed it into the path of her stream. Although it was made from something waterproof, it wasn't watertight, and her pee leaked out from the bottom slowly, adding to the mess. She was still able to fill it faster than it leaked, and her piss began splashing loudly as the fluid level accumulated inside the box until she moved on.

Though Code had knocked the vase off of the table, there was still a big dish of fake porcelain fruit in the middle of it. Raising her leg up to send her stream over to the dish, she liberally hosed down the dish and its contents. She kept going for a while until the fake fruit was practically swimming in piss, and then, letting her stream stop on its own, she lowered her foot and shoved the dish off the coffee table entirely. It was too thick to break on the carpet, unlike the vase, but it did send piss and fake fruit all over the floor between the coffee table and the TV.

Smugly, she stood back up with her hands on her hips, grinning widely. Code gave a little bit of applause and a chuckle, the boys were staring, and Allison's tail was wagging. "That was great, Marika!" Allison cheered.

"I always am," Marika bragged, striking a pose with one hand on her chest, her hips forward, and her snout held up in the air proudly. She held the position for a few moments until she suddenly felt something smooth against her slit, letting out a surprised yip and looking down to see that Allison was pressing one end of a wireless game controller up against the vixen's entrance. "A-Ally!" Marika moaned out as Allison teased it in, wiggling it around to account for the unusual shape, with its two handles sticking out from the central part.

"I just wanted to play another game with you," Allison said playfully, her tail wagging behind her.

Ellisz was quick to join in, stepping up to Marika's right side and letting his stiff shaft rest against her hip. "Think we can do three-player?" he joked, putting an arm around Marika and leaning in to nuzzle at her neck. "I brought my own joystick..."

Marika started to laugh, only to moan again when Allison tilted the controller and teased the smooth plastic surface against her inner walls. "Oooh, you two..." she groaned, her right hand reaching down and grasping his cock, starting to stroke it. "Fiiiiiiiine," she whined, though her wagging tail and the giggle afterwards indicating that was certainly down for the idea.

Allison rocked the controller in and out of Marika's slit a little before she hummed in thought, looking down between them. Putting her free arm around Marika's shoulders, she leaned in and nuzzled against Marika's left cheek while positioning the controller so that both handles were pointing upwards, one of them still buried firmly in the fox's slit. Ellisz gave her a little smooch from the right, only for her to turn her head and lock lips with him as she stroked his cock faster. Meanwhile, Allison moved her hips closer so that she could press the second handle of the controller into her own pussy, her hand holding it from underneath as she made it into an improvised double-ended dildo.

As Ellisz and Marika made out while Allison pushed the toy up and down into herself and Marika, Code and Curtain watched from nearby. "Heh," Code couldn't help but remark, "Two players, one controller."

Curtain gave a little chuckle, slowly stroking his shaft as he watched. "Guess that leaves me to do something single-player," he joked, then turned his head and gave her an inquisitive look. "Unless...?" he offered, pushing his hips out a bit.

She grinned back at him eagerly. "Sure, but I get to be player one," she told him, swishing her hips as she took a step over to the sofa and bent over the armrest, putting both hands on the cushion to brace herself.

Curtain tilted his head to one side as he approached from behind, admiring her sleek-scaled hips and rump as she lifted her tail up to present herself to him, her holes on full display. "What–" he began, only to hear a crashing sound from behind him, and looked back to see that his large tail had knocked a lamp off of a side table, breaking it into two pieces. Neither of the foxes nor Allison seemed to particularly care, as Ellisz and Marika were still tongue-kissing deeply while Allison was toying with herself and Marika with quicker thrusts of the controller.

Code looked back as well and snickered. "Big tail troubles."

"Big tail troubles," Curtain agreed, turning his attention back to her, his right hand still holding his cock as his left squeezed her ass. "Anyway, uh, 'player one'?"

Winking at him, she put one hand between her legs, covering up her slit but spreading her fingers apart to frame her rear hole. "You'll have to use controller port two," she joked, wiggling her hips enticingly.

The skunk snorted and gave a short laugh at the incredibly nerdy joke, and obligingly teased the tip of his dick against Code's rear hole. "Fine with me," he agreed, pressing against her sphincter without enough force to penetrate, and letting his right hand join his left in holding onto her hips. He teased against her for just a moment longer before tightening his grip on her and pushing forward, his cockhead easing inside. Both of them groaned out together – Code from the penetration and Curtain from the tightness – and she took her hand away from her slit as he sank his length into her. After hilting inside, he pulled back and began to thrust slowly, his fingers pressing into her smooth scales.

Meanwhile, the other three were all leaning on each other in order to stay upright, with Ellisz's hands resting on the rumps of the other two, while Allison held onto his shoulder and nuzzled at Marika's while the fox moaned into Ellisz's maw. The controller was very wet with their juices, the excess fluids running down over the buttons and sticks and ultimately onto Allison's hand. The handles weren't particularly long but they were certainly wide, and as such gave both girls a reasonable filling.

Allison's tail lifted upwards as she felt Ellisz's fingers sneaking under it, and she gave a cute moan when he started to press a finger into her back door; from the way Marika shivered against them and groaned into his mouth, he was doing the same thing to her at the same time. Allison felt him working the digit into her, making her moan out, and could even tell when his fingers pressed up against the controller handle inside of her, through the narrow wall of muscle separating her vaginal and anal tunnels. All the while, Marika was stroking his cock rapidly, getting his precum all over her fingers and smearing it along his shaft.

Over at the sofa, Curtain had settled into a rhythm, his hips smacking against Code's ass, immediately followed by his balls bouncing off of her slit a moment later. Her long tail was curled over her back, and he was able to look down and watch his length sliding in and out of her ass as a result, his gaze fixed on the sight as he kept his grip on her hips and rocked his own back and forth. She was groaning out along with him, and he could feel how wet she was getting each time his balls pressed up against her pussy, her juices starting to leak down her inner thighs.

The group's moans all mingled together, though Marika and Ellisz's were muffled by each other's mouths. Ellisz got a second finger into both of the two girls he was fingering the asses of, his breaths coming quicker as his body trembled against them. Curtain grabbed Code's tail and slung it over his shoulder, putting one arm around it to hug it like a body pillow as he humped against her faster, making her groan out, her eyes rolling upwards as she started rubbing her slit with a finger. Allison was pushing the controller into herself and Marika as far as she could reasonably get it, rocking it back and forth so that as it went into her it slipped partly out of Marika, and then back again...

One by one they hit their peaks, starting with Ellisz. He bucked his hips and shuddered hard as he started to blow, shooting rope after rope of cum onto Marika, Allison, the controller, and the floor nearby, making an enormous mess as the collar ensured he kept splurting again and again. Marika was next as she felt Ellisz painting her belly with cum while both of her holes were played with, shuddering against him and Allison as she squirted liberally onto the controller.

Curtain's thrusts sped up greatly as he went for his finish before hilting in Code and moaning out as he came in her hard; his enhanced cumshot caught Code off-guard and she gave a longer groan when she felt him filling her guts up with his jizz. She didn't last much longer than him, making him cry out in pleasure as her anal walls tightened around his cock when she reached her climax, taken even more off guard by the intensity of her ecstasy. It made her spray copious amounts of nectar onto her thighs, his balls, the armrest of the sofa, and her finger as she kept teasing her clit with it to draw out her orgasm as long as she could.

Finally, Allison was pushed over the edge as well from the fingers in her butt and the controller in her pussy, keeping close to Ellisz and Marika as they both rode out their climaxes. Without her collar, she didn't squirt nearly as much as Marika, but her juices still splashed onto the controller regardless as her tail wagged back and forth in a blur, giving cute whimpers of pleasure.

Eventually they came down from their climaxes and for a little while, only the sound of them taking heavy breaths could be heard. Curtain pulled out from Code slowly and the other three disentangled themselves from each other, with Allison casually tossing the pussy juice-covered controller aside. "Oh fuck," Code gasped after a moment, trembling a little, "I don't think... I've ever cum that hard... in my life."

Marika couldn't help but giggle. "It's the collars!" she teased, leaning in to give Ellisz a smooch on the cheek. "They enhance ALL your output."

"I noticed..." Code murmured, glancing back over her shoulder at the skunk. "I feel so full..."

"In a good way, right?" Curtain asked with a sheepish grin.

"The best way," she replied, winking at him before panting again.

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Leaving the remnants of their dinner behind in the living room, only one quick collective trip was made to the bathroom to clean up before they headed into the master bedroom to settle in for the night – after their romp in the entertainment room they were all quite tired, to say nothing of being full of pizza and soda.

The master bedroom certainly lived up to the title, with a resplendent four-poster bed big enough for all five of them to fit onto together if they all kept close. It had huge glass doors leading out to a balcony with thick curtains to go over it and the large window, as well as its own walk-in closet, a dresser, a floor-length mirror, and bedside tables. Finally, near the window, there was a large chair with a table that held another flower vase on it, which Code swiped her tail at deliberately this time to smash it against the wall.

Much like with the sofa, Code got into the middle of the bed with Ellisz and Marika on one side of her, and Allison and Curtain on the other, the two guys both at the sides of the bed. The arrangement kept her quite warm, though the heavy soft blankets did a good job of that too. After settling into a big cuddle pile to relax, they passed some time sharing stories; Code got filled in on many of the escapades that Marika, Ellisz, Curtain and Allison had gotten up to for Allison's online videos. In return, Code recalled some of her past misadventures – or pissadventures as she jokingly called them – which reminded the others of some of their own other little adventures.

Eventually though it got late enough that, despite the occasional teasing grope or rubbing, they fell asleep one at a time. When the morning came it was Allison that woke first, feeling far too hot from the heavy blankets, the morning sun bearing down on the curtains from outside, and from having Curtain snuggled up closely behind her. Code was also much warmer than the previous evening after spending the night snuggled up in such a warm spot, the cold-blooded lizard warmed significantly by the other four. It didn't help that Allison could feel Curtain's morning wood prodding her thigh, and she felt sticky down there – he must have been leaking against her for a while.

Although Allison could feel the usual morning need to pee, Code was still wearing her collar, so Allison resolved to simply hold it until she could get the collar back. That didn't preclude her from having other types of fun, though, and Curtain's cock throbbing against her leg would give her the perfect opportunity. Smirking to herself, Allison rolled over slowly to face the skunk, turning her back to the other three, and then wiggled her way underneath the covers a little bit at a time, brushing one hand over Curtain's furry chest along the way. By the time she got her head down to Curtain's crotch level her feet were just barely sticking over the end of the bed, and she slid one hand along his thigh as she shuffled closer to him, licking her muzzle.

Putting one hand on his hip, Allison brought her snout to his stiff shaft and gave it a big lick with her canine tongue. Curtain shivered a little, and she continued her teasing, making long slow movements up his length with her tongue, quickly covering it in saliva. He shifted slightly in his sleep without waking as Allison continued to lap at his sensitive flesh, a quiet moan escaping the skunk's mouth.

Soon after, Allison decided to up the ante, leaning in and licking over each of his balls once before pulling her head back and kissing the very tip of his cock. From there, she opened her maw just enough to take his dick deep into her muzzle, tightening her grip on his hip as she moved her head forward until her nose bumped his lower belly and his stiff rod was fully within her mouth. As she did, she stuck her hips back a little bit and bumped into Code, the lizard shifting but remaining asleep for the moment.

Initially Allison moved her head back and forth slowly, her tongue teasing at the skunk shaft in her mouth. As she kept teasing him and she heard him groan, she couldn't stop her tail from wagging, the fluffy appendage brushing against Code's side and rousing her from her slumber after a few moments. Unaware, Allison continued blowing Curtain, her movements making her bump against Code again and pushing her against the other two, while Curtain finally woke as well from the pleasure and groaned out when he felt Allison sucking on his sensitive flesh.

Marika merely grumbled and buried her face more deeply into the pillows, while Code sat up slightly and yawned, opening her eyes just a tiny bit. As the haze of sleep left her she quickly identified what was happening, though it was fairly obvious considering the lump in the covers in front of Curtain, who had both a pleased and pleasured look on his face, one hand grabbing the back of Allison's head through the covers.

Behind Marika, Ellisz stretched and opened his eyes, quickly noticing his friends having some early fun without them. He was in the same boat as Curtain with his cock standing fully from its sheath and leaking against the bedcovers he was tenting. Feeling left out, he rolled onto his side facing Marika and snuggled up against the vixen, draping one arm over her and grinding his shaft against her hip. "Good morning, Marika..." he murmured to her, leaning in and peppering her cheek and muzzle with kisses.

She grumbled again, which was mostly drowned out by a sudden moan from Curtain as Allison sucked on him harder for a moment, her hands keeping a firm hold of his hips to keep him in place. Ellisz rocked his hips and slid his stiff cock against her furry side, stroking one hand down her back. "I'm up, I'm up..." Marika eventually muttered, lifting her head and giving a yawn, wiggling slightly in place to grind back against Ellisz and rub against Code, who was watching Allison and Curtain go at it.

"I wouldn't mind having what Curtain's having..." Ellisz crooned playfully, giving his girlfriend another smooch on the cheek, letting one hand drift down to squeeze her rump through the blankets.

Marika gave a pleased hum and wiggled her hips a little more, turning her head to kiss him back, briefly locking her muzzle with his before pulling away. "Later, for sure," she muttered, pressing her snout against him firmly to push him away with her nose. "But I've reaaaaaally gotta take a leak first..."

"Aww..." Ellisz pouted, snuggling her again before letting go of her as she began to rise. She pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, the blankets falling away from her back as she got up. Getting into a kneeling position, she stretched her arms over her head and groaned as she arched her back, catching Code's attention, the lizard looking over at the naked fox beside her. Ellisz certainly didn't mind the view, and Curtain also opened one eye to get a look, even as he panted from the continued oral attention Allison was giving him.

Shaking her head briefly to free herself from the last vestiges of sleepiness, Marika lowered her arms and looked over at the lizard in the middle of the bed. Tilting her head to one side to gesture, Marika offered, "Wanna join me in the bathroom?" and flashed a knowing little smirk at Code as she did.

Not catching the deeper meaning, Code gave Marika a questioning look, raising one eye-ridge. "The bathroom?" she asked incredulously. "Why there and not in here?"

"You'll see," Marika promised with a giggle, then climbed over Ellisz to get off of the bed. Still puzzled, Code watched her at first before shrugging and reluctantly leaving the comfy warmth of the bed and the thick blankets that had been warmed by the other four, getting on her hands and knees to crawl to the end of the bed instead of climbing over Ellisz. He certainly didn't mind; the view from behind she gave him was appealing enough.

Marika headed over to the door – but not the one to the hallway, instead approaching the closet's doors. Flicking on the lightswitch that was next to the doors, she then pulled open both of the double-doors at once, stepping into the walk-in closet with an air of confidence that immediately clued Code in to what the vixen had planned. The closet lived up to the grandeur of the master bedroom it was a part of: on one side next to the entrance was a mid-size shelf, and opposite it was a set of drawers. A rectangular full-length mirror hung on the wall next to the shelves, and a rack of many fancy shoes stood beside the drawers. At the back, a rail ran the full width of the closet, and hung from it were dresses, fur coats, dress suits, and other similar highly expensive looking items of clothing. A light embedded in the ceiling lit up the entire closet interior, including the short cream-colored carpet covering the floor.

"The bathroom, huh?" Code asked rhetorically as she stepped in behind Marika, whose tail was wagging rapidly as she grinned mischievously.

"Uh-huh," Marika answered, gesturing with both arms at her surroundings. "Isn't that basically what closets and fitting rooms are? And this room is BOTH!" She twirled on the spot once with her arms still outstretched, then leaned forward a little towards Code. "Plus, well... maybe I wanted to have a little fun time alone with you, yeah? I had to share you last night. And, y'know, I've gotta take care of this bladder of mine."

Code chuckled in agreement, her long tail curling back to pull the doors partway closed one at a time. "A little one-on-one fun certainly sounds like a good time to me," she agreed. "If you've gotta go that badly then, feel free to go first."

"Soon, soon," Marika replied, turning to the dresser and pulling its drawers out to inspect the contents. The drawers seemed to mostly hold women's underwear and fancy lingerie, and Marika pulled out a lacey black bra, holding it over her chest as she turned towards Code. "What do you think?"

"Maybe a little small for you," Code mused. "Ellisz would probably enjoy removing it either way."

"I could wear a flour sack and he'd have fun stripping it off me," Marika joked, tossing the bra onto the floor before returning to the drawers for another. "I'd offer you one, but..."

Code gave a good-natured chuckle and folded her arms over her flat chest. "Yeah, they're all definitely too big for me," she joked, watching Marika turn to the mirror and hold a few more colorful and elaborate bras over her chest one at a time before dropping them onto the carpet.

Throwing the last one onto the pile, Marika shrugged. "Well, I can go without. It's more fun when I can lift up my shirt and flash one of the guys," she teased with a devious vulpine grin. Turning to the shoes, she picked out the most expensive-looking pair of heels she could find and set them down, slipping her feet into them. Almost losing her balance immediately, Marika held her arms out for balance and wobbled, but managed to avoid falling over. "I've, like, never worn heels," Marika muttered as she took a step forward, deliberately stepping onto some of the clothes and digging the heel into one of the bras, then moving her other foot forward unsteadily to stand on another part of the pile. Momentarily losing her balance, she flailed her arms and stuck out her tail, wobbling briefly but staying upright.

"Neither have I," Code sympathized, trying not to laugh. "All good there?"

Giving up, Marika slipped one foot from one heeled shoe and then the other, standing on the bras afterwards. "Yeah, I'm fine," Marika replied, then casually spread her legs and started letting loose with a stream of piss, splashing onto one of the shoes first, landing some piss inside of it before she swayed her hips to spray some of the bras too. "This is what I think of those stupid shoes, though!" Marika sneered, making sure to shower the other high-heeled shoe in urine before cutting off her stream and returning her attention to the clothes on the rack.

She pulled off one of the fur jackets first and slipped it on, turning in place and deliberately stepping all over the bras as she did. It was much too large and heavy, and especially too warm for now, so she quickly pulled it off and tossed it onto the floor – then, while reaching out for the rack, she lifted up one leg and let some more of her pee shoot out and drench the jacket she had just discarded. After that she took a fine white suit jacket and slipped it on, doing up the one button in the middle of it and posing in front of the mirror, turning this way and that while admiring herself. Even though Code nodded and gave an approving hum, and Marika grinned and flagged her tail high teasingly while looking over her shoulder at Code and wiggling her hips, the fox soon took the jacket off and hurled it onto the pile, stepping all over it as she got into position again to shower the white fabric with a few seconds of piss.

Meanwhile back in the bedroom, after Code and Marika had left, Ellisz had turned his attention to Allison and Curtain. When the girls had gotten out they had tossed the blankets back, which in turn pulled them towards the middle of the bed and left Curtain's back and rump exposed, his huge tail hanging off the side of the bed. Even though Allison and pulled him a bit closer while suckling on his cock, his back was uncovered, and horny ideas came to Ellisz as he felt his own arousal surging and his morning wood throbbing needily while Curtain got his tended to. If the girls were all busy, there was still someone else he could pound...

Neither Curtain nor Allison paid him any attention as he got up and walked around the end of the bed to the other side where Curtain was. With Allison having pulled Curtain forward, there was just enough space for Ellisz to slip in behind him and lie down, though he ended up snuggled into Curtain's huge skunk tail – not that he minded all that much considering its softness and warmth. Curtain was too into the moment, moaning from Allison sucking on his shaft to pay Ellisz much attention, even as the gray fox rubbed a hand over his hip, his fingers brushing against Allison's. But Curtain certainly took notice when Ellisz grinded his hips up against Curtain's ass and began hotdogging the skunk's cheeks with his stiff cock, panting softly as he rocked his hips back and forth to slide his hot flesh against the black and white fur there, teasing and prodding against Curtain's rear entrance.

"Nnh, ohh..." Curtain moaned out, and if Allison noticed what Ellisz was up to, she didn't do anything differently, bobbing her head while sucking hard enough to make wet slurping sounds each time she moved her head. Curtain offered no protest, turning his head to the side and panting into the pillow his head was resting on as he kept his eyes closed. With the implied permission, Ellisz lined the tip of his pre-leaking dick up against Curtain's hole and wrapped his arms around Curtain's chest as he began pushing in. Even though he was gentle with his entry, Curtain bit into the pillow regardless, arching his back and curling his toes a bit; as Ellisz slowly sank his length into Curtain's rump and groaned aloud, Curtain shivered and twisted his head, ripping open the pillow with his teeth. Ellisz stopped halfway in, and Curtain gave a low moan and panted until Ellisz started sliding back out, going slow to start off while Allison sucked him off just as energetically as she already had been doing.

Curtain's eyes rolled back as Ellisz began a slow and steady thrusting rhythm, the combined pleasure of that and Allison's mouth around his shaft overwhelming him, the torn scrap of pillowcase still clenched between his teeth. Ellisz pulled himself closer to Curtain and sank further into the thick fur of the skunk's tail, his grip tightening as he thrusted harder and faster, gradually burying more and more of his cock into Curtain's hole. His motions pushed Curtain's hips forwards, shoving them against Allison's face, and she gave a pleased groan that was muffled by his meat, thinking that Curtain was humping against her muzzle. She sucked on him harder in response as she moved her head against what she thought were his movements, and with Ellisz pushing deep enough to nudge Curtain's prostate, the skunk very rapidly hit his limit.

As Curtain's moans reached a new high point, he shuddered in Ellisz's grasp as the fox buried his snout against the side of Curtain's neck, smooshing the huge black and white tail between them. Curtain's cock throbbed as he erupted, blowing a thick gout of cum into Allison's mouth, another rope hot on its heels, and another, and another. Though she pressed her muzzle as far forward as she could to take his entire length into her maw, suckling hard and sliding her tongue against his pulsing flesh, she didn't swallow any of the thick cream he shot into her mouth, instead letting it accumulate. Ellisz didn't stop thrusting, making Curtain grind against Allison's muzzle, and Curtain in turn grabbed handfuls of the blankets as he rode out the orgasm that was intensified by the collar around his neck.

Every pulse of his dick added another blast of his seed to Allison's mouth, her determination to keep as much in her maw as she could making her cheeks bulge out like a chipmunk's once her capacity had been reached. The collar's power proved greater as Curtain shuddered between Ellisz and Allison, and once a splurt of cum overflowed from her mouth and splattered down the side of her muzzle and back onto Curtain's loins, she pulled away, keeping her mouth shut tight. Still mid-orgasm, Curtain's hips bucked as a result of Ellisz pounding him at full speed now, sending ropes of cum shooting wildly. The underside of the bedsheets, the bedcovers, and Allison's chest and belly all got splattered thickly at some point or another, soaking into the fabric and making her fur sticky.

He was still groaning even once he stopped cumming, and Allison slipped out from the bedcovers to see what was going on, her tail wagging rapidly behind her from how pleased she was. Only then did she finally spot Ellisz, mostly hidden by Curtain's bushy tail, his arms wrapped around the skunk's body as he rutted Curtain's rump vigorously, panting heavily with his eyes shut tight. She understood that it hadn't been Curtain humping her face her half as much as it had been Ellisz taking over, and a devious idea came to her mind.

Pushing the blankets off of her lower body to get some relief from how hot it was under them, she crept forward and crawled over Curtain, who was too exhausted to offer any resistance as he basked in his afterglow. Reaching out with one hand while holding herself up with the other, she leaned over towards Ellisz and brushed her fingertip over one of the fox's ears, then down the side of his face. He opened his eyes and slowed his thrusts briefly as her finger reached under his chin, and he moved his head closer as well, understanding she wanted a kiss – but not realizing why until her muzzle met his own. She grabbed the back of his head and held on as she shared Curtain's load with him, Ellisz first groaning out in surprise at the snowballing, only to kiss her more deeply to share the still-hot and plentiful cum between them, his tongue finding hers amidst the white mess.

She made a sound that was almost like a purr, her wagging tail a blur, while Curtain opened one eye just a little to look curiously up at Allison above him. That, combined with the sudden lewdness of her spilling Curtain's seed into his mouth, and the pleasure of the skunk's tight hole around his cock, was too much for Ellisz to hold on much longer. Feeling his climax coming, he quickened his pace to the fastest he could thrust at, making Curtain shiver and moan, Ellisz's hips smacking Curtain's ass while his balls plapped against Curtain's taint. The moment he reached his peak the fox buried his cock in fully and grinded hard, eliciting a full-body shudder and loud moan from Curtain when Ellisz knotted him. Ellisz greedily gulped down the cum in his mouth and then gave a loud moan, pulling his head away from Allison's as he shivered in pleasure. Allison chuckled and swallowed what remained of the jizz in her maw, keeping close to Curtain so he would hear her gulp, while Curtain moaned out and clutched the bedcovers tighter from feeling Ellisz blowing a thick, heavy load into his ass.

Ellisz clung to Curtain, and Allison lay back down, wrapping her arms around Curtain as well to sandwich him between them, the skunk squirming against both of their bodies as Ellisz's cum continued to pump into him from behind. Other than the occasional shudder from Ellisz, the three of them remained still as Ellisz rode out the rest of his extended orgasm, panting and gasping for breath between his moans, while Curtain took hold of Allison instead and hugged her tightly, feeling the warmth of Ellisz's jizz flowing deeper into him. Finally, Ellisz came down from his peak and leaned in against Curtain's back, mostly enveloped by tail fur, as he took heavy breaths to recover from the intense orgasm.

Over in the closet, Marika had been busy trying on and then discarding numerous items of clothing from the racks around her. Designer skirts, dresses, silk blouses and more all ended up thrown onto the pile, each one getting a quick splashing of piss from the vixen while Code watched the show. She was admiring Marika each time the fox posed in some new item of clothing to show off her hips and rump to her audience, often raising her tail up high proudly and earning an appreciative gesture or catcall from Code. So far the only clothes Marika had kept on were a long pair of black stockings that reached all the way up over her knees, but she was still bottomless to continue marking each rejected bit of clothing.

Code hadn't been left out of the fun either, taking a couple of things Marika rejected before they could end up on the floor. Despite claiming she wasn't much one for dresses, she still eventually settled on a black dress with wavy frilly trim around the shoulders, and a very short lower half that only just barely made it halfway down her thighs. Her tail kept it held up at the back to leave her exposed from behind, a fact that she had been very proud to show off to Marika, teasingly lifting her tail and wiggling her hips at the fox with a grin over her shoulder. Code had taken a pair of stockings for her own as well – pulling them up tightly and making her talons tear through the toes deliberately.

However, the constant stopping and starting of her stream was catching up to Marika, especially with the collar's curse affecting her bladder. It was getting harder to hold it in and the tingling sensation was only intensifying, but it came to a head as Marika pulled off the lacey pink silk camisole she had been trying on and hurled it onto the substantial pile of clothing, climbing atop it and squatting down with one foot on each end of the shirt. She gave it a heavy splash of piss, more than she had intended to, and as she clenched to stop it, her stream didn't quite stop, requiring a second determined clench to fully cease peeing on the expensive fabric.

"Oof... I might be overdoing it a bit..." Marika groaned as she got up, crossing her legs. She was barely holding it in, but wasn't quite done yet.

"Something wrong?" Code asked, concerned.

Marika turned back to the rack and pulled off another hanger, this time holding a sequined pink cocktail dress, chucking the hanger over her shoulder once she had removed the dress from it. It was a little difficult to get it on right while squirming in place with her legs crossed, and she almost put it on backwards in her haste. "I'm good, I'm good," Marika insisted, getting her hands through the top in the correct orientation eventually and pulling the dress down, the bottom of it almost reaching her knees. "Not even the collar can help with stopping mid-stream so many times..."

Code gave a little chuckle, giving Marika an approving nod as the fox smoothed out the dress and then put one hand behind her head to show off, the other resting on her hip as she shuffled towards Code, making her way back to the top of the clothing pile. "I can imagine, I can only do it a couple of times at most," Code agreed.

Marika inhaled deeply and shivered a bit, her knees buckling slightly. "Oof... yeah..." she agreed, suddenly wincing. "Yep, can't hold it any longer!" she declared, just barely getting into a half squat and spreading her legs before the floodgates opened. Losing control with an over-exaggerated sigh, Marika shivered as she stopped fighting her bladder and just let it empty out in a powerful and messy spray, rather than a stream. The golden shower rained down onto the carpet and the mound of clothes, some of the droplets catching the bottom of the cocktail dress, while others reached far enough to catch Code by surprise, splashing her feet.

Code jumped back in reflex, almost bumping into the doors. "I'm really sorry!" Marika apologized, grinning sheepishly at Code as she continued to spray piss all over the clothing between her legs and the floor in front of her, drenching the carpet and turning its cream color into a much darker yellowed shade. "It wasn't exactly a controlled release, I just couldn't hold it any more..."

Fortunately, Code gave a good-natured chuckle and pulled some socks out of the nearby drawers, using them to dry her right foot. "You're fine, I'm just surprised," she replied, switching feet and then tossing the socks over Marika's shoulders onto the pile of clothes. With a chuckle and a teasing grin she added, "Normally that doesn't happen until the third date."

Marika giggled a bit, glad that Code was taking it in stride, and wiggled her hips from side to side as she continued to piss at full blast, her spray showering a huge area in front of her. "Still... tell you what, how about I make it up to you? I'll do whatever you'd like me to do, and then we can call it even." She gave another sheepish smile, though her tail was wagging a bit, her spray loudly splashing on the soaked carpet and fabric, accompanied by the hissing of her pee leaving her.

Code raised an eyebrow, putting one hand under her muzzle in thought. "Well, I did want to test out this collar..." she mused aloud, her mouth curling into a smirk as she got an idea. "You splashed me, seems only fair I get to do it back to you, right? You already got that dress wet anyway..."

"I did?" Marika asked, looking down and craning her head forward seeing the stain at the bottom of her dress. It was only getting worse as the shower of her piss kept occasionally spraying it, the wet patch on it easily visible where the fabric had become a much darker pink color. "Aww, and I liked this one!"

"Well," Code said, her voice suddenly much closer, and Marika lifted her gaze to see that Code had stepped up right in front of her, ignoring the fox pee that was splashing her shins, "A quick wash ought to fix it, right?" She was grinning, and her left hand was holding up the front of her dress, her right hand reaching down and spreading the lips of her slit apart just a little bit.

Marika grinned widely. "Yeah, that–" was as far as she got before Code's yellow piss gushed out from her urethra and struck the fox right on her muzzle. She let out an "eep!" purely from surprise and shifted back, losing her balance and falling onto her rump on top of the clothes pile. While Marika's own piss now sprayed directly into the camisole she had fallen onto, Code's fluid instead splashed the fabric of Marika's dress around the collar, rattling the sequins covering its surface.

"Sorry," Code apologized with a sheepish grin as Marika shook her head, spraying piss droplets off to the sides at the clothes still on the rack, "My stream's not normally that... forceful. Must be because of the collar." The lizard's pee was only room-temperature on account of her being cold-blooded, and it began to plaster the inner side of the dress against Marika's body.

Huffing in pretend annoyance, Marika folded her arms as Code continued to piss on her front, her fur getting soaked through the dress as some of the piss running down the front of the dress got her arms wet. "Well, now I'm gonna have to get you back for THAT," Marika commented threateningly, her tail wagging behind her as she kept her eyes on Code's spread pussy, admiring the stream of pee gushing from it as it drummed firmly against her chest. All the while she continued to hose down the clothes she was sitting on, drenching them far more thoroughly than before with what she had left inside of her.

Unfazed, Code chuckled and swayed her hips from side to side to really soak Marika's front, though the layer of sequins made it hard to tell how much she had drenched the dress... at least until the bottom of it started to drip onto Marika's legs and the pile of clothes she was sitting on. "By all means, just not when I'm wearing my own clothes," Code replied teasingly, her long tail swishing mischievously. She had saturated the fabric of the dress Marika was wearing so much that her piss was pouring off it in sheets as fast as she added to it with the pee gushing from her slit.

"Well, we'll see," Marika teased back, leaning back and spreading her legs, partly so that the excess piss would start seeping around to the back of the dress, partly to be a tease by flashing her pussy, and mostly to raise her stream to spray more against Code's legs. Her pee ran down them while Code's own stream rained down onto Marika's upper chest, pattering loudly on the sequins and sending droplets spraying off to the sides. While Marika finally ran dry on urine shortly after that, Code was still going strong, and took the opportunity to move her hips to aim as best she could to really drench the vixen in front of her, making Marika give another yip when Code got her piss to land right on Marika's bared slit.

Back out in the bedroom, Allison had dozed off again against Curtain's front, while the two guys were recovering from their climaxes. Curtain noticed first, giving a quiet chuckle and turning his head back towards Ellisz, lowering his voice to a whisper. "Hey, Ellisz... looks like Allison fell asleep again."

Ellisz slowly raised his upper body to look past Curtain at the dozing canine, giving a low chuckle at the sight. "Yeah, looks like it," he agreed, turning his gaze to Curtain and smirking. "Think she'd mind if we have a little more fun with her?"

"Nah," Curtain replied with a grin of his own, reaching up and slowly petting the top of Allison's head. "But I haven't gotten out of bed yet. I've got a different kind of need I have to take care of..."

"Me too," Ellisz murmured, and reached down, grabbing onto Curtain's rump with both hands. "Get ready, I'm gonna pull out."

Curtain braced himself by grabbing the pillow he had torn open and biting into it again, while Ellisz began pulling his hips backwards to extract his knot from Curtain's butt. Although he tried to be gentle, it still resulted in a lot of muffled moans into the pillow, and when Ellisz finally popped out, he almost fell off the side of the bed as Curtain sank his teeth into the fabric. Both of them were panting afterwards, and Curtain could feel himself leaking even as he tried to clench his ass to stop Ellisz's cum from spilling out.

Now unlocked from Curtain's rump, Ellisz went back to his original spot to grab one of the other pillows, climbing up onto the bed slowly to avoid waking Allison for the moment. For her part, she came back to drowsy awareness as she felt someone pushing on her shoulders to roll her onto her back, and she grumbled sleepily – right up until something landed on her face. Opening her eyes, she saw it was a pillow, simply dropped onto her, and before she could take it off someone climbed on top of her body and sat on her chest to pin her down, their legs holding down her arms. She couldn't see who it was, but when she heard a chuckle she identified it as Ellisz – and then she heard the sound of a zipper being undone, feeling the pillow shifting over her face a bit.

"Ellisz?" she asked from under the pillow, but instead of an answer she just heard a ripping sound, and downy white fluff spilled from the bottom of the pillow onto her chest. Even more confused as to what was going on, she felt Ellisz shift forward as he moved the pillow down a bit, still covering her face with it, and though she could glance to the sides there wasn't any indicator of what Curtain had gotten up to.

Before she could call out to Ellisz again, she heard him give a deep sigh, followed by a surprisingly loud hissing sound she knew had to be him peeing. As for where, it had to be inside of the pillow – he had torn it open and stuck his cock into it, and now, Allison could feel it getting heavier and wetter on her face as he soaked it from the inside out. "H-hey!" Allison protested, squirming helplessly under him, though she couldn't help but giggle from his lewd playfulness as he seemed to push his piss out even harder for a few moments, audibly splashing the inside of the pillow and saturating it even more.

"Oh, good morning, Allison," Ellisz responded in a playful tone, "Don't mind me, just taking care of the morning routine, you know how it is..."

"On my face?" Allison fired back, able to see the yellow stain spreading through the fabric of the pillow that was right in front of her eyes as he flooded it with more and more piss.

"Why not?" Ellisz joked, giving a very exaggerated sigh as he started pissing harder once more, going even longer this time until his golden fluid started to drip and spill from numerous spots on the underside as it and its contents became completely soaked.

She huffed and swiveled her ears as she tried to listen out for Curtain. Unknown to her, he had moved to the end of the bed, and was lifting up the blankets hanging down to the floor, pulling the cover off of the mattress at one corner to expose it. He crouched down a bit, Ellisz's cum still leaking from him onto the carpet, and dug a claw into the end face of the mattress, ripping open a hole in it – it took a little bit of effort, but he was soon able to expose the memory foam within. Immediately he put his hands on the edge of the mattress to hold steady as he leaned in and thrusted his cock into the foam all the way to the hilt, deforming the foam around his cock and smearing some leftover cum from his earlier orgasm onto it.

While Curtain was doing that, Ellisz grabbed a second pillow, unzipping its case and then ripping open the interior just like the first. Lifting the first pillow off of Allison's face, she blinked and squinted from the sudden brighter light she was exposed to. "Now will you let me-?" she began, only for Ellisz to swap out the pillows, setting the soaked one aside and swapping over to the second one, spraying piss onto the headboard during the switch-over. Allison eeped when the second pillow flopped onto her face, then gave a muffled cry of "You jerks!" though she couldn't stop herself from laughing, partly from his antics and partly because Curtain was leaning in and tickling one of her feet. She kicked and pulled her foot away from him, and the skunk grinned to himself as he started to unleash his bladder into the mattress, thoroughly soaking the memory foam with his hot urine.

As he continued to piss, Curtain reached out to tickle Allison's feet once again, making her giggle and squirm underneath Ellisz, though she couldn't dislodge him from atop her as the fox drenched the inside of a second pillow with pee. As that pillow turned from white to yellow much like the first, a large stain spread out from the end of the bed Curtain was at too, his huge tail flicking a little as he emptied himself into the mattress. "You guuuuuuys!" Allison cried out from under the pillow, trying and failing again to toss Ellisz off of her, though he did have to shift his weight around to stay atop her.

"Want me to take the pillow off?" Ellisz offered, his tail swishing deviously.

"Y- aah!" Allison cried out when she felt something against her pussy; Curtain had bent over the end of the mattress, keeping his cock buried in it, and planted a kiss on her snatch, taking her by surprise.

"Okay, as you wish," Ellisz said menacingly, simply pulling the pillow off and throwing it aside, where it hit the wall with a wet splat, leaving a stain behind. The first pillow soon joined it, leaving a second wet mark on the wall. Allison was squinting and blinking again, then yelped when Ellisz grabbed his shaft and pointed it right towards Allison's face, grinning at her as she wiggled and squirmed underneath him. "Here," he told her, "As payback for the surprise snowballing."

"Elliiiiiiiisz!" she spluttered in response, though Curtain, with his face near her pussy, could tell that she was actually getting turned on despite her protests.

Back in the closet, Marika was utterly drenched by the time Code finally ran dry, the lizard quite impressed with just how much the collar let her pee. Dripping constantly thanks to Code having stepped around her to soak her back too at one point, Marika stood back up, looking down at her dress as lizard piss continued to rain down all around her on the already-soaked clothing pile she had been sitting on.

"Satisfied?" Marika asked rhetorically.

"Oh, absolutely," Code replied with a grin, "I feel much, much better. No wonder you like these collars so much!" Marika giggled in reply, and Code went on, "We should probably go check on the others and get some breakfast. And take a non-golden shower."

She leaned over to the drawers, reaching into the underwear drawer and pulling out a pair of panties that she rubbed on her slit before tossing onto the pile of clothes. Marika watched that and then got an idea, putting one hand to her muzzle. "In a moment..." she mused, "There's something I've always wanted to do."

"Oh?" Code inquired, and Marika made her way over to the drawers, pushing the topmost one shut while pulling out the middle one with all the underwear in it. Backing up to it and lowering her hips, Code understood what she was going to do well before Marika's tail flagged up high while she held the chest of drawers with one hand for stability, the other reaching out and touching the wall of the closet.

"Ooooh, there we go..." Marika groaned out as Code heard a soft crackling sound, and Marika sighed, pushing out a thick and heavy log from her ass and straight into the underwear drawer. "Who needs underwear anyway? Just go bottomless!"

"Damn right," Code agreed, reaching down and lifting the front of the dress she was wearing up again to flash her bare pussy at Marika. "Bottomless buddies!"

"Bottomless buddies!" Marika agreed, grunting as the first long turd left her completely and she started pushing a second one into the drawer on top of the first. She took her hand off the wall to give Code a fistbump before steadying herself again, groaning as her bowels continued to empty into the drawer. "Just be careful around the boys, they might have a hard time restraining themselves if you bend over around them."

"I'm not seeing the problem," Code joked.

Marika giggled, shifting to the side a little bit. The drawer's contents were already in disarray after the two of them had been rummaging around in it, so there was plenty of space for the heavy load of poop she was dumping into the drawer on top of the women's underwear inside of it. It was mostly panties and some stockings, all of which were steadily getting buried under a layer of brown coils that Marika's ass continued to deposit into the drawer one at a time. "Mmmh, not sure if I ate too much pizza... or not enough," Marika remarked, moving to the other side of the drawer to make sure she didn't leave anything untouched. "Should I leave space for you?"

"Nah," Code replied, "Go for it. I've got somewhere else in mind for later."

"Oooh, looking forward to finding out where that is," Marika teased. She gave another grunt as she got close to being empty, the lengths of waste sliding out from her ass getting shorter, and she leaned back a little more as they rapidly were shoved out from her rear hole and into the underwear drawer. Once she was empty, Marika straightened up, letting out her breath in a satisfied exhale.

"Satisfied?" Code asked, echoing Marika's inquiry from earlier.

The vixen giggled. "Yep, just let me 'flush'," she said, raising a foot and using her heel to push the shit-filled drawer closed without turning back and looking at it. "Do you think they're messier than we are?"

Code looked over Marika's wet body, still dripping pee onto the floor, then hummed thoughtfully, hearing Allison's laughs and protests at what the other two were doing to her. "Honestly, it's too close to call," she remarked, grinning widely as Marika giggled in response.

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With all of them bearing at least one type of bodily fluid, it was mutually agreed-upon that they would clean up together right after breakfast. More cereal was handed out with the milk and disposable bowls, hanging around in the master bedroom, tossing the empty bowls and remaining milk onto the bed before leaving. Together they made their way to the ground floor bathroom so that they could make use of the big whirlpool bathtub there a second time, with Code and Marika in their purloined outfits while the other three were naked but for Ellisz and Curtain's collars.

The remnants of Marika and her friends' previous visit still lay in the sink: the pile of expensive brand-name clothes that had been tossed in while wet after their romp in the garden. Code noticed them immediately upon entering, walking over to take a look and shaking her head in disapproval. "Come on, what did you do this for?" she asked rhetorically, gesturing to the sink, and earning puzzled looks from the other four.

Marika tilted her head to one side, not seeing what the problem was. "Uhhh..."

"Unlike you, I still have to take care of another need before taking a bath," Code told Marika, seemingly having trouble keeping a straight face. "How am I supposed to do that if the sink's already full?"

This got a laugh from the others as they caught on to her meaning, and Ellisz grinned widely, rubbing his hands together. "You know, she makes a good point," he told the others, "We ARE the house sitters, so we should clean up after ourselves. The laundry room's just down the hall, we can throw those clothes in the top-loader, and while we're at it..." He rubbed his right hand over his belly in a circle, then gave it a few pats. "All that chicken parm pizza from yesterday needs to be let out, too."

"You should've used the bathroom I was in earlier!" Marika teased playfully as she came over to join Code by the sink while Allison started running the water for the whirlpool tub. Only the topmost of the clothes had dried from exposure to the air, with the rest of the pile still damp, and Curtain grabbed the pair of pants that was on top to wipe away the cum he was still leaking. They split the rest of the pile between them before Curtain led them off to the laundry room.

Even in such a fancy house, the laundry room was quite straightforward. A top-loading washing machine and a dryer of a similar model were both positioned against the far wall. A shelf opposite them held detergent, bleach, fabric softener, and other cleaning supplies, and a basket of cleaned bedding that hadn't been put away lay on the floor next to the washing machine. There was also a big, deep, stainless steel utility sink, either for hand-washing clothes or for filling buckets with water, with a mop and bucket next to it lending some weight to that possibility. Finally, there was a single window at the back with a pair of curtains over it, currently open and providing a view of the back yard and some of the ruined flower beds.

Curtain went in first to stuff the clothes he was carrying into the top-loading washer, the lid of which was already open, and Code tossed her clothes into it after him before turning to the sink. "Oh, whoops, silly me," Code said melodramatically with one hand held to her head, "There's another perfectly good toilet here! I guess you didn't need to clear out the one in the bathroom, I can just use this one..."

Ellisz grinned as he came over to the washer to add to its contents. "Don't worry about it, so long as we get to watch," he told her, then stepped aside to let Marika and Allison toss in the last of the clothes. "Hey Code, wanna make a bet?"

"What kind of bet?" she replied, raising one eyebrow.

He rapped his knuckles on the side of the washing machine, producing an echoing metallic sound. "How about, if this manages to break the machine..." He flashed the biggest grin he could at her as he leaned in, his tail swishing back and forth quickly. "...I get first dibs on refilling that cute tush of yours with something a little more white and goopy?"

She snorted in amusement and smirked, while Marika giggled playfully. "Ellisz, just admit you want a go with every girl's butt, you hornball."

"Hey, I had a go with Curtain's earlier!" Ellisz protested jokingly, reaching over and lightly smacking the skunk's furry rump. "It's not just girls' butts I'm after."

"And what do I get if I win?" Code asked, though she was clearly already considering it from the grin she was giving him.

"I'll eat you out," Ellisz offered. "Ask Marika; I'm good with my tongue."

"He is," Marika agreed, giggling a little more.

"Deal," Code agreed, "No matter what happens I'm going to have a good time."

"Awesome, now just let me add one more thing..." Ellisz remarked before backing up to the washing machine and pulling himself up to sit on it, flagging his tail up high. Letting out a groan, there was an immediate crackling sound shortly before a heavy thump as he dumped a sizable log of poop on top of the damp clothing inside of the washing machine. "Ohh, I've been holding that in all night long," he groaned out as another thick length of scat slid out from him and into the washing machine with the first.

"I don't think that's detergent," Code joked as the others watched.

"Kinda the opposite, really," Ellisz agreed, grunting as he pushed out a third, even bigger log, spraying the PVC flooring in front of him with a few squirts of piss from his sheath as well. "Mmmh... instead of getting them clean, it'll make them all evenly dirty!" He took a breath and then leaned back as he continued to empty out, shoving out brown snakes one after another as his collar worked its magic to enhance his output.

"Is that cheating?" Allison teased.

Ellisz stuck his tongue out at the onlookers, shivering slightly as several smaller lumps of waste fell from his ass much faster to add to the considerable pile already under his rump. "Nuh-uh, I already said I was gonna do this before I made the bet," he reminded Allison, taking a breath and pushing out another few chunks. All in all it took a few minutes before he was fully done, and he huffed and wiggled his butt as his bowels fully emptied out of the last little pieces.

Hopping down from the washing machine, he looked around and then reached out for the window curtains, grabbing one of them and yanking heavily. It took a few pulls to snap the plastic rings holding it up, sending shards of plastic scattering across the floor by the window. He tried to rip it at first, but the heavy cloth was tough, so he jammed a claw into it and tore it open that way to get enough of an opening to rip a piece off entirely. After wiping himself with it, he tossed both the torn-off strip and then the entire rest of the curtain into the machine, putting down the lid – it took quite a bit of pushing and thumping it with his fist to get it to close properly, but eventually it locked into place, and he dusted his hands in satisfaction.

"Okay, that's gotta be cheating," Code teased.

"I didn't see you stopping me," Ellisz fired back playfully. "Could it be that you WANT to lose, hmm?"

"I'll get a pretty good prize if I do," she replied with a smirk and a swish of her hips.

Ellisz snickered and turned back to the machine, adjusting the dials to select the hottest and roughest settings it had to offer – even if it didn't break down, such a harsh wash would surely destroy the clothing no matter what. Smugly, he turned the last dial to set the longest duration available, then pushed the button to start it, putting his hands on his hips and posing. "And now, we wait."

"I'm not going to be waiting much longer," Code told him, shaking her head and slowly rubbing at her belly with one hand. "I've also got yesterday's pizza to dispose of. Maybe it's just the collar, but I'm feeling really heavy down there..."

Marika giggled and nodded. "You get used to it after a few times," she said as Code walked over to the sink. The lizard tested it first to make sure it could hold her weight before she sat down on its edge properly – it wasn't the most comfortable seat, but it would do.

"I'm looking forward to seeing what this collar can do," Code mused as she settled in, lifting her tail up at the base and then curling it off to the side. Reaching up to her neck, she began undoing the strap on it and continued, "I don't need it anymore, so Allison, you can have it back..."

All too late, the others realized what Code was doing. "Wait!" Ellisz called out, with Marika reaching out with one hand and a cry of "Noooooooo!" but the damage was already done: Code had undone the collar and was holding it in both hands.

"What?" she asked, "Is there someth–"

That was as far as she got before her eyes shot open and she tensed suddenly, her feet lifting off the ground for a moment as a sudden enormous spasm in her guts caught her off-guard, making her drop the collar. A gush of piss with the power of a fully-opened kitchen sink blasted from her urethra and loudly hammered against the inner side of the sink, while at the same time an enormous, thick rope of scat surged out from under her tail and down to coil up in the sink. The second log along shoved the first one out to keep up a continuous flow of waste as she held her belly with both hands, groaning and shivering, uncontrollably voiding both bowels and bladder at full speed.

"Oof. Goodbye, pants," Ellisz sympathized.

"Good thing she wasn't wearing any," Marika agreed.

Code was far too caught up in her explosive release to even respond to their words, rocking a little in place and groaning loudly from the intense feelings. Every length of waste that was shoved out from her ass piled up on top of the previous ones, an almost continuous procession of shit surging out from her hole while a torrent of piss hammered at the inside of the sink. At first the flood of urine had been pouring down the drain, but the rapidly growing mound of turds soon blocked it off and the fluid level within the sink began to rise as pint after pint of golden fluid sprayed from her urethra. Suddenly, though, her stream came to an immediate stop while the onslaught of poop showed no sign of stopping, since she hadn't had much in her bladder to begin with.

Curtain subtly stepped to the side and crouched down for a better look, while Marika stepped forward and put a hand on Code's shoulder to support her. "Are you all right?" the vixen asked.

"Ohhhhhh," was all Code could groan at first, shuddering heavily, keeping her tail lifted high and out of the way of the thick, heavy brown logs still rapidly emerging from underneath it. "Overwhelming... too good...!"

Marika blinked, then grinned at that response. "Oh yeah? Then keep it coming!" she encouraged as Code shivered from head to toe, her tail-tip flicking about. "Fill that sink!"

"Yeah, more!" Allison encouraged, dancing a little in place, stopping only to crouch down and grab the collar from where Code had dropped it. "Really ruin it!"

"More! More! More!" Ellisz joined in, and as he kept chanting the others followed suit. Not that Code had any choice in the matter as the effects of the curse ensured she fulfilled their demands – already the sink was half full of lizard shit and there was less and less space available within it with every passing second. It was still coming out of her just as fast and hard as when the curse had first hit, and each call of "More!" from the other four was met with another lengthy brown log crackling on its way out of her anal tunnels.

Code tried to look back to see how much of a mess she had made, her hands gripping the corners of the sink for stability, but it was hard for her to focus as every clench of her guts around the seemingly unending surge of waste pouring out of her made her groan and tense up. "Almost there!" Marika declared proudly.

"Still feel... so full..." Code moaned out, shuddering again as she shoved out a thick snake of poop that hit the pile and slid down its side.

"I think we're gonna need more room," Ellisz mused, glancing around. Getting an idea, he grabbed onto the basket of cleaned linens that was lying next to the laundry machine and dragged it over towards the sink. "Lift your legs!" he instructed, raising his voice to be heard over the constant crackling of turds. Code obliged, and he slid the basket between her feet, then backed away.

"A little longer..." Curtain told her as he kept low, stroking his cock to the sight while watching her fill the sink. Code merely groaned in response, and he waited until there was barely any room between her ass and the top of the pile. "One more... okay, do it!"

Code tried to clench her muscles to stop the flow of waste, but she might as well have tried to stop the tide from coming in for all the good it did. So, she pushed with her hands at the edges of the sink to push herself forward, immediately dropping into a squat over the laundry basket, the log she had been pushing out hanging half-in and half-out of the sink. She continued to unload the contents of her bowels, beginning a new mound of shit on the back half of the basket.

Her hands reached out for something to hold for balance and Marika and Allison came forward to grab her hands, giving her something to hold onto as she shuddered and moaned, continuing her enormous dump as the brown pile grew bigger and bigger. Then, just as suddenly as it began, her release came to an end; one final turd fell from her ass and there wasn't another one, leaving her panting for breath.

Code opened her eyes slowly, still dazed from the experience. "Hooooooly fuck," she gasped out, only to hear Curtain grunting as he blew his load, thrusting into his hand and firing cum all over the side of the sink and onto the floor below it, his collar making his ropes of jizz thick and plentiful.

"Sooooorryyyyyyyy," Marika said in a sing-song voice, "I forgot to tell you about that... I warned Curtain and Allison, but that was before you showed up! You can only take the collars off when you're empty, otherwise... well, yeah."

Chuckling a little, Code took a heavy breath before replying. "Oh... you're fine... that was intense... I kind of... want to... do it again..." That garnered a laugh from Ellisz, Allison and Marika. "Thanks for... the help."

"Oh, no problem!" Marika said cheerily. "Can you stand up?"

"In a... minute," Code panted. "Could you... be a dear... and bring... me some... toilet paper?"

"I cooooould," Marika answered, "But hey now, why don't you just use the other Curtain?" She grinned and looked over at Curtain, who was dazed from the afterglow of his climax.

"Huh... wha?" he said at first, then when he recognized the double meaning of her words, he put his hands over his muzzle. "H-hey!" he protested, but his tail swished a little bit behind him.

"Naw, I'm just teasing, I'll get you some," Marika promised, giving Code a pat on the head before dashing off to the downstairs bathroom and coming back with a roll.

"Thanks," Code replied when Marika got back, tearing off great long strips of the paper to clean herself up with after such an uncontrollable release. She tossed each wad of paper into the laundry basket after she was done with it, and when she was fully done she chucked the remainder of the roll into the shit-filled sink.

"Well, we probably should go back to the bathroom for our bath," Marika began. "And maybe–"

Her words were drowned out by the sound of something snapping loudly, originating from the washing machine. It was stoically attempting to wash the clothes and curtain inside it, but seemed to be losing the fight; it made a banging sound and then suddenly went still, making a final series of beeps.

Ellisz pumped his fist victoriously. "I win!" he declared, and Code gave him a small round of applause.

"Faster than I thought, too," Code conceded. "You can have your prize in a little bit, I'm still a bit... sensitive back there."

Marika giggled. "We should go back, though. As much as I would love to leave the water running until the place floods, I think the tub has overflow drains... maybe we can block 'em before we go though. But that's later. Come on."

She led them back to the bathroom, with Allison putting her collar back on as they walked. They hadn't been gone for long enough for the tub to be ready yet, so Marika volunteered to get more drinks for everyone, coming back with some bottles of soda and lemonade. "Time to refill!" she declared before chugging an entire bottle of soda down to the last drop, throwing the empty bottle over her shoulder and landing it in the bathroom sink, though it bounced back out and onto the floor afterwards. The others each drank a little less voraciously, but they were all done when the tub was finally ready and they could climb in to wash up from the morning's escapades.

Marika and Ellisz settled in next to each other to no-one's surprise, with Curtain on Marika's other side and then Allison next to him, while Code sprawled lazily between Allison and Ellisz to complete the circle. It was a bit of a squeeze, even for such a luxuriously large tub, but it was no more cramped than the bed had been. The jets kept the water swirling around them all the same, and it was nice and hot, an excellent way to relax.

"Feeling all better now?" Ellisz asked Code as she tipped her head back and stretched her arms out over the sides of the tub, while he leaned on Marika's side, idly fondling her breasts.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Code answered, giving him a glance. "I'm never going to be able to match that again though, those collars are really something."

"I'll get you one, for sure," Marika promised with a grin, her arms reaching out to the guys on both sides of her to slowly stroke them under the surface of the water. "You've already proven you know how to use it!"

"And misuse it," Code joked. While her arms were outstretched, her long tail was sneaking under the water and across to Marika, teasing at her slit with the end of the long appendage, the fox shifting in place a little bit but certainly not complaining. Allison wasn't being left out either, as she was snuggling up to Curtain's side while he gave her teasing gropes under the water's surface.

"So... can I have my prize now?" Ellisz asked with a wide grin.

"Ellisz!" Marika chided, giving him a little push and shoving him over one of the water jets.

He gave a groan as he felt the water current against his butt, but was mostly unfazed, wiggling his hips and grinning. "What? I won the bet," he reminded her.

"You did," Code agreed, chuckling and starting to turn over, putting her knees on the flat underwater shelf she had been sitting on. She lifted her rear out of the tub entirely, water pouring off of her sleek scales and raining down back into the tub, then looked back over her shoulder with a provocative grin as she wiggled her hips to flaunt her ass to the others. She held onto the edge of the tub with both hands and raised her right leg, resting it on the frame of the whirlpool tub to better show off both of her holes.

Ellisz stared for a moment until Marika nudged him with her elbow. "Well, go on!" she told him, "Put on a good show for us, we'll be back here enjoying it."

He didn't need any more encouragement than that, standing up and stepping through the whirling water to get behind Code. Still watching him over her shoulder, she teased, "As you know from earlier, I'm very empty back there right now, so go on and fill my ass back up like you promised."

"Oh, I will," Ellisz muttered as he reached out and grabbed her hips, his own soaked body dripping water as well, his fur plastered against himself. Behind him, Marika and Allison shifted closer to Curtain as they both teased and groped at the skunk while he watched. Ellisz glanced back over his shoulder towards them, then chuckled and slid his hands up Code's side, gently pushing her down; she lowered her front obligingly, keeping her tail raised, both hands holding the edge of the whirlpool tub's frame for support.

Then, he reached back and slid one hand underneath Code's right leg, raising it up higher and supporting it – as well as giving the others an even better view. Shifting his hips to prod his stiff cock up against Code's back door, he groaned out as he eased himself in, in full sight of the spectators, while she moaned and curled the toes on her raised foot.

"Damn..." Ellisz muttered as he slowly slid his shaft into her tailhole, "You're pretty tight considering the size of the dump you just took."

Code panted a little bit, her long tail curling around him to gently press against his back encouragingly. "I'm just that good," she teased, giving a short groan when he bottomed out in her and held himself there for a moment to let her adjust to his girth.

As he did, though, Marika leaned in closer to Curtain and whispered to him. "Hey, Curtain, you should join in."

"Huh?" he whispered back, looking over to her.

Allison heard as well and grinned as she pressed up against him from the other side, keeping her voice low. "Yeah, you should," she agreed. "Don't you want to pay him back for earlier?"

Curtain's gaze returned to the pair and settled on Ellisz's ass. "Yeah," he murmured, "It's only fair, right?"

"Right," Allison agreed.

"Right!" Marika chimed in as well, patting Curtain on the butt as he stood up.

Meanwhile, Ellisz grinded up against Code's rump, one hand holding up her leg and the other stroking the curves of her hip. "Ready?" he asked her, hearing Curtain stand up, but not paying it any mind – until he felt Curtain's hands wrap around him and the skunk's cock hotdogging between his cheeks.

"I'm ready," Curtain teased, resting his head on Ellisz's shoulder.

Hearing his voice, Code looked back over her shoulder, and Curtain winked at her when she did. In response, she grinned widely and pushed her hips backward, in turn pressing Ellisz up against Curtain, who grinded to the fox just as hard to sandwich Ellisz between the other two. "H-hey..." Ellisz began to protest as the tables were turned.

"The bet was that you'd get to fill me back up," Code reminded him in a playful tone, "There was nothing about who was in charge..."

She curled her tail around Curtain's side as the skunk pressed his tip against Ellisz's hole and slid on in, making Ellisz moan out and grip harder at Code's hips. When Curtain hilted in Ellisz and pushed his hips forward, Code rocked away from him to slide partway off of the fox's shaft before reversing direction, riding Ellisz as Curtain held him in place. After a few back and forth motions like this Curtain began to move too, pulling back when Code shoved her ass into Ellisz's lap and pushing forward when she was moving away, keeping Ellisz in the middle as he moaned and squirmed between the other two.

"Mmm, they know how to put on a good show," Marika remarked to Allison as she shifted to where Curtain had been sitting, leaning on the canine's side. "Look at that face Ellisz is making, he's so cute!" she added, putting one arm around Allison and rubbing her belly with her free hand.

"Curtain is so handsome when he's taking charge," Allison said dreamily as she watched the skunk thrust against Ellisz's ass, only to get pushed back when Code shoved her hips backwards, which he responded to with a hard thrust of his own to match. Returning Marika's gesture, she put one arm around the vixen and reached in between her legs to give her a playful grope as well. "I hope he's got enough stamina for another round later..."

"Oh, I'm sure he will," Marika agreed, squirming a bit from Allison's teasing, and responding by reaching down to rub her fingers across Allison's slit. "Ellisz is always up for more, especially with that collar on. You know boys..."

Allison giggled in agreement, and the two of them continued to playfully fondle each other while watching the other three. Code and Curtain had synced up their efforts so that they both smacked their hips into Ellisz's at about the same time, making Ellisz moan loudly as his cock was swallowed up by Code's back door while Curtain's buried itself deep in his ass. From the way he was staring cross-eyed at the ceiling while clinging to Code's sides he clearly didn't mind too much at this turn of events, to say nothing of the pleasured groans that escaped from his mouth. Even though both Curtain and Code were moaning along with him, they weren't nearly as loud as he was from being in the middle of the threesome.

Water continued to swirl around Allison and Marika as well as the legs of the other three, though the hum of the water jets was easily drowned out by the group's moans and the sound of furry and scaly bodies coming together. Unsurprisingly, Ellisz was the first to start giving little gasps and higher-pitched moans as the pleasure from both penetrating and being penetrated got to him, and he managed to get as far as "I'm... I'm gonna..." before he shuddered and clung to Code as he cried out in orgasmic bliss. His knot inflated as he started to cum, and Code shoved her ass back against it harder, the bulb of flesh meeting some resistance for a brief moment before it popped into her hole and she gasped out as Ellisz gave an "Aaaahn!" amidst his longer moans.

Feeling Ellisz cumming around his cock, Curtain started humping at the fox faster, while Code's forked tongue hung out as she groaned long and low from the sensation of Ellisz's enhanced load getting pumped into her from behind. Keeping a firm hold of the tub with her left hand, she reached back with her right to tease and finger her slit to finish herself off, feeling his knot tugging at her from the inside each time Curtain pulled his hips back to pound Ellisz's butt.

Curtain came next, his thrusts getting even more rapid for a brief time, his balls bouncing against Ellisz's before he buried himself in the fox's rump and grinded hard as he unloaded, his tail shaking and spraying water droplets as his orgasm hit him with full force. But Code wasn't far behind and was soon moaning as well, her ass clenching around Ellisz's cock while he was erupting more ropes of jizz into her anal tunnels, squirting her juices down onto the edge of the tub and into the water swirling below. The three of them remained pressed close together, firmly sandwiching Ellisz in the middle as both his and Code's guts were filled with copious amounts of hot, thick cum. She had her eyes closed and groaned throughout, while Ellisz was so overwhelmed that he struggled to hold himself up, staring vacantly off at nothing with unfocused eyes.

Eventually, though, they began to separate – or at least, Curtain did. The skunk withdrew from Ellisz's ass, leaving the fox leaking as he stepped back, with Marika shifting back to her original seat so that he could flop back down between her and Allison. Ellisz, however, was knotted firmly and Code wouldn't relax enough to let him go – instead, she simply forced him back into his seat and remained sat in his lap with his cock sealed inside of her anal tunnels, teasing him by regularly shifting her hips and leaning back against the flustered gray fox.

With that taken care of they remained in the tub to enjoy the hot water for a while, though Marika got out at one point to get more drinks, tracking water all across the hallway carpets as she did. Eventually Ellisz's knot deflated enough for Code to slide off of him and back into her seat, and they chatted idly for a while longer before getting out and drying off using the towels from the house, wadding them up and tossing them at the sinks when they were done. Only once she was dried off did Allison put her fabric cat tail back on, smugly wiggling her hips once she did so.

But once she was dried off, Marika reached into the tub once more to replace the plug. The others watched her in very brief confusion; she approached the edge of it and rested one foot on the side, letting loose with a heavy golden stream of piss back into the tub, which drummed loudly on the bottom of it. One by one the others joined in too with Ellisz holding his sheath and Curtain aiming his cock into the tub, while Allison tried to mimic Marika's pose and Code stood as close as she could with her legs spread and her fingers holding her pussylips apart just enough to expose her urethra. Five streams all splashed into the tub together, the sound of liquid on porcelain transitioning to a splashing noise when the fluid level began to rise up thanks to the generous output of the four with the collars.

"Think we could fill it up completely?" Ellisz asked casually.

"It's a bit big, but with the collars, who knows?" Curtain replied. "If we don't get it the first time, we can always try again later before we head out..."

Without a collar of her own, though, Code couldn't keep going for very long, though she made sure to push out every last drop she had in her before stepping away and grabbing an unused hand towel to rub her slit with. "That's all I've got, I'm afraid," she remarked, casually tossing the hand towel into the tub the other four were pissing in, "Have fun while I go get some more drinks, will you?"

"Oh, we will," Marika promised with a devious grin and a swish of her tail. Code chuckled and left the bathroom, allowing the other four to continue spraying into the rising levels of pee, several sets of bubbles spreading out from where each stream was landing.

Allison was humming to herself as she swished her hips, sending her spray from side to side, making more of an oval of bubbles instead of the circles the others had. Chuckling, Curtain playfully remarked, "Enjoying having your collar back, Allison?"

"I am!" she replied cheerfully, pushing with her muscles briefly to send out a harder spray of pee that splashed louder in the slowly-filling tub. "And I've been holding this in alllllllll morning like a good girl. Time to let it out!"

She inhaled and then pushed again with an even harder gush of piss, sending stray droplets raining down all around the main part of her stream. Her tail wagged rapidly as she did this over and over, relaxing just briefly before tensing herself again to piss at full blast, causing the level of piss in the tub to rise much more rapidly than before. Even when the others ran dry Allison was still going strong, spraying like a hose into the tub in bursts, as she gave cute little moans of relief from emptying her bladder.

Even so, the big tub wasn't entirely full when she finally ran out with one final quick spray... until Marika retrieved the towels they had dried themselves off with earlier, tossing them one by one into the tub. They soaked up some of the piss and sank to the bottom, raising the fluid level quite a bit more as they displaced it, and Marika dusted off her hands after chucking in the last one. "There! We got it refilled, nice job!"

"Though, don't you have something else you need to do?" Curtain asked Allison playfully with a big grin on his face.

Allison folded her arms, pretending to be offended. "Well, yes, but since everyone else here has been so naughty, I'm going to use the toilet like a proper, good girl," she declared, walking over to the as-yet-untouched toilet in the corner. Unlike with Code earlier, though, they knew she was planning something, mostly from how hard her tail was wagging, and sure enough when she got to the toilet she put the lid down and then lifted up the cover on top of the cistern at the back. Slowly, she turned, holding the heavy ceramic lid – then, a bit awkwardly due to its size and weight, she hurled it at the shower in the corner. It smashed straight through the glass door and struck the wall behind it, sending fragments of glass falling into and around the shower while the lid from the toilet tank itself struck the wall and then broke in two, falling down with a loud clattering sound.

Dusting off her hands, Allison turned back to the toilet and climbed up onto the lowered lid, squatting above the open cistern. "Oooh, I might've held it in a bit too long," Allison remarked in a teasing tone, her tail raising up as she grabbed her fabric cat tail to hold it safely out of the way, before groaning and relaxing. Immediately her bowels began to empty out, with thick logs of crap sliding out of her ass and into the toilet tank, splashing into the reserve water there. With each turd that fell from her she let out a cutesy gasp or quiet moan to play up the act, dropping chunk after chunk of waste into the back with the toilet's mechanisms.

The more shit that Allison pooped into the cistern, the higher the water level inside of it rose, and the others watched as soon enough her enormous dump into the cistern started causing water to spill over the edges of the tank and down its sides, before dripping onto the floor below. "Oh, but I'm still so fuuuuuull," Allison moaned, lifting her hips a little bit as she continued to shove out log after log, each one slipping into the water and sending more spilling over the sides.

But rather than continue to overwhelm the water tank, Allison let out one last brown snake from her rear and then clenched hard to stop the surge of waste, climbing down from her perch. Lifting up the lid of the toilet with one hand, she gave it a solid kick to the side, damaging but not fully breaking it; a second blow snapped it off from its hinges entirely, sending it clattering to the floor. This time she climbed up with her feet on the seat itself, one hand on the wall while the other held her fabric tail, getting into a low squat facing away from the others, allowing them to watch as she continued where she left off.

In this position each length of scat went straight down as it slid out from her, coiling up in the toilet bowl after sliding down into the water. Each log was followed by another as Allison continued to give soft moans that she was hamming up for the others, the show certainly having its intended effect as Curtain and Ellisz were stroking themselves to the sight. And with the collar enhancing the load she was putting out, it wasn't surprising at all that as she dumped one thick rope after another into the bowl, it too filled up completely, the top of the pile soon visible over the rim. Yet Allison didn't stop adding more shit to the pile, the snakes of feces sliding off over the edges of the seat and onto the floor in front of the toilet as she emptied out completely, making full use of the collar.

Only once the last chunk had been shoved from her sphincter did Allison climb down, moving to the side of the toilet. Grabbing the roll of toilet paper, she ripped it off the holder entirely, letting the metal tube in the middle clatter to the floor, wiping herself with the entire roll before casually tossing it into what little room there was near the front of the bowl. Giggling, she pushed on the lever, but with the bowl buried and the tank full of crap, nothing happened, and she pretended to pout. "Aww, I clogged it!" she whimpered, then smirked and skipped back towards the other three.

Marika was grinning, her tail swishing even as the boys were still jerking off, Curtain blowing his load onto the floor messily. "Niiiiice," Marika complimented Allison, "You're so bad when you're a good girl."

"I'm the goodest girl," Allison joked, holding her hands over her head with her thumbs and fingers curled to mimic a halo.

Both of them were still laughing when Code returned with a six-pack of lemonade bottles from their stash. "Sorry for the delay, I found some un-smashed vases and–" she began, before noticing Ellisz thrusting into the grip of his hand as he shot cum across the tiled floor. Code's gaze flicked over to the toilet, and the enormous mess Allison had made of it, then she smirked and gave a chuckle.

"She just couldn't hold it any more, poor thing," Marika said playfully, patting Allison on the back.

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After moving to an unsoiled room for another round of drinks, snacks, and a little more conversation, Code eventually excused herself – it had been a wild night, and a wild morning for that matter too, but she had to head back home. After saying her goodbyes, Code headed back to the front hall with her clothes, setting them down on a table close to the front door, though Marika came along with her without saying why.

"Are you going to stick around?" Code asked as she fished her phone out from the pocket of her pants and checked the notifications on it.

"Nah, we've got places to be, but we'll be back again," Marika replied, leaning on the railing of the stairs she was halfway up. "The rich bitch and her family will be gone for another three weeks. You're welcome to come back too! Let me give you my number and I'll see if we can't arrange something."

"Sounds like a grand time," Code agreed, listening to Marika as she gave her phone number and putting it into her contact list, before sending off a text that Marika could check later.

"Awesome," Marika said with a gleeful giggle. "Oh, and I'll give your number to Curtain too so he can send you the house alarm codes. Just in case you want to have a little fun by yourself..."

"Tempting, tempting," Code mused, sticking her phone back into the pocket on her pants.

Before she could put anything on though, Marika asked her, "So, if you could do one more, what would you do?"

Code brought one hand to her snout as she thought that over. "Well, you got most of the good spots already..." she murmured, her eyes looking around the entry hall. As she looked around, she was oblivious to Marika climbing onto the stairway railing above her, the vixen grinning deviously as she spread her legs out. "I think there's another bathroom we haven't done, or maybe–"

The lizard's thoughts were interrupted when she suddenly felt piss splashing onto her head, and she raised her arms and crouched down in reflex. "Told you I was gonna get you back!" Marika teased, hands gripping the railing to keep her balance while she gave Code a golden shower. The lizard looked back at Marika with narrowed eyes, then folded her arms and looked up at her as the fox's piss continued to rain down on her scales and pour down her body onto the floor.

"If I recall, it was me getting back at you for splashing me," Code retorted, even as Marika continued to piss all over her.

"Yeah, but that was just a little spray! You soaked me completely!" Marika pointed out, while at the same time letting loose from under her tail as well, letting a few thick logs slide out from her ass to fall onto the stairs behind her.

"So does that mean I get one more spray on you before I go?"

"Oh, fine, sure, I guess," Marika replied while feigning exasperation.

Code turned away, both to look around more and to let Marika piss all over her back, the fox's golden fluid soon rolling down the lizard's green scales and around the base of her tail. Behind Marika, the stair she was shitting on soon proved insufficient and her turds began to spill down the stairs, but even with the collar she wasn't anywhere near close to a full load. Before long her spray was reduced to a small trickle and her bowels were completely empty – and, now that she had been fully voided on both sides, she reached up and undid the buckle on the collar.

"Hey, Code?"

"Yeah?" Code replied, turning and looking back.

Marika leaned forward just a little bit and tossed the collar onto the pile of Code's clothes nearby that she'd been careful not to splash. "Here. It's yours now! Keep it."

Code's eyes widened as she looked over at the collar, then up at Marika. "Are you sure?"

"Paw-sitive!" Marika joked while sticking out her feet, making Code groan and roll her eyes. "I can get another one, don't worry. You've clearly proven you know how to use it well!"

"Heh... I will, thank you," Code replied gratefully, inclining her head a bit. "In fact... I think I even have an idea on how to break it in."

"Oh?" Marika inquired, but Code merely walked over into the sitting room and reached for the curtains, ripping one down and using it as a towel to dry herself off a bit. Tossing the curtain aside she returned and picked up the collar from the pile of her clothing, putting it around her neck before beckoning for Marika to follow her.

Excited, Marika hopped down from the railing and followed as Code made her way to the secondary ground floor bathroom. It wasn't nearly as grand or fancy as the master bathroom, but it did have an intact shower, sink, and toilet. Yet none of those turned out to be Code's target, as she rummaged through the drawers under the sink until she found a set of filing edges. Confused, Marika watched as Code knelt down on the floor, and only figured out what she was up to when the lizard started using the thin edge of the nail file as a makeshift flathead screwdriver to remove the cover of the heating vent that was set into the floor.

Letting out an "Ooooh..." of understanding, Marika watched Code take off the cover and set it aside. "Whenever you head out for the last time," Code instructed as she started to piss, initially overshooting and spraying the wall next to the vent, "Make sure to crank up the heat as high as it'll go."

Marika giggled, watching Code shift her feet and hips to adjust her aim, getting her stream to splash down into the vent and out of sight, making a loud, echoing metallic sound. "Will do!" Marika promised, giving a little salute. "And I'll make sure we hit up the other vents too at some point."

"Perfect," Code remarked, swaying slightly from side to side, her heavy stream continuing to pour into the heating vent. "You'll take some pictures, yeah?"

"Of course!"

Grinning, Code kept still for a little longer, then started shifting and wiggling around on the spot to send her stream all over the wall once again, soaking into the wallpaper. Only once she had fully emptied her bladder did she step back, turn around, and squat down over the vent, tail lifting up high as she did, resting her hands on her knees.

"You know... we make messes in other places too," Marika murmured as she crouched a little to watch. "Think you might want to come along to some other adventures of ours?"

"I'll bring the collar," Code replied with a wink and a grin before exhaling softly and starting the second half of her release, groaning as a heavy brown log emerged from her ass, falling away into the vent and thumping against the metallic interior. "You, Allison and I can really get the guys riled up if we all work together, I'm sure."

"Oh, absolutely," Marika agreed, grinning and swishing her tail as she watched Code shitting into the vent, the lizard keeping still as the collar let her push out one thick length of waste after another. "I get dibs on Ellisz, though. He's MY boyfriend after all!"

Code chuckled and nodded, groaning as a slightly bigger and longer turd slithered out from her rear hole and fell down into the vent, adding to the pile accumulating there. "Just imagine what we'll be able to do with five collars..."

"Oh, I'm imagining, believe me," Marika teased, clasping her hands together. "I can't wait to make it happen for real!"

Keeping still, Code made sure to get every last log she had in her into the vent, even the last few chunks that were smaller than the rest as she shoved them out from her ass one after the other. With a satisfied exhale, she stretched her arms over her head as she stood up, then reached for the shower door. "Now, thanks to SOMEONE, I just have to clean myself up again before I head out," Code remarked with a playful look over her shoulder. "But it's been a great time, I hope to see you again soon."

"You will when I send you some pictures," Marika promised. "Bye!"

Code waved with one hand as she turned on the water with the other, and Marika headed back to go find the others, her tail swishing mischievously behind her all the way.
