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I could really use some feedback and encouragement.","description_bbcode_parsed":"I am having a lot of trouble with this scene. I could really use some feedback and encouragement.","writing":"[b]NOTE: Ignore this document if you are not interested in reading pre-release material.[/b]\n\n*Brandon wakes up with tears streaming down his face. He is just laying there for a moment, staring up at the clear blue sky, panting a little. He grimaces and reaches a paw in his shorts to touch his padding, feeling something squishing around when he squeezes it. Another wet dream, how utterly humiliating, and further proof that he was still just a child...*\n\nWoman (off-screen): You alright?\n\nBrandon (sitting up and wiping his face, putting his hands in his paw): Just had a bad dream, that's all.\n\nWoman: You really conked out back there. You need to start going to bed at a decent time. You can't spend all night playing on your computer.\n\n*Brandon just gives a vague nod, sniffing amd staring at the grass on the ground. He didn't want her to see his tears.*\n\nWoman (more concerned): Wanna talk about it?\n\n*Brandon turns to face the woman. She's sitting in an outdoor dress, in the sunlight, on a picnic blanket. And his heart flutters as he stares at her, she looks so scenic, so perfect right now. Vera Kiddo, his mother.*\n\nBrandon (grinning with relief, shaking his head): It's too weird.\n\nVera (mischevious smirk): I like weird.\n\nBrandon (chuckling lightly at this, but then hesitating): I dreamed you were dead.\n\n*Vera's expression fades into mild surprise.*\n\nBrandon (licking his lips): Only you weren't just dead. I had never known you, you died when I was born. But then one day I moved to a new school and you were the nurse there. But you weren't my mom, you were just some fox. The only other fox I had ever met.\n\nBrandon (cont'd, frowning, turning away): I hated that school. I didn't have any friends. And everyone since I was such a spaz. And I hated myself because of it. And dad hated me too...\n\nVera (reassuringly): We could *never* hate you.\n\nBrandon (sniffling, shrugging dismissively): It was just a dream...\n\n*Brandon stares off into the distance, trying to get the distressing memory of the dream out of his mind. We describe the spacious green park, with multiple children and families playing happily, many of them foxes. There's a river than runs through it and little bridges, kids playing soccer and trying to catch frogs. And there is a bath right in front of him where pedestrians are walking and cycling. It is quite scenic, and Brandon reflects on how much he loves it here, it's so peaceful, possibly his favorite park. Strange, he can't seem to remember ever having visited a park before...*\n\n*Vera speaks again, bringing Brandon's mind back to the present.*\n\nVera: You know you ought to take your dreams more seriously. They represent your subconscious desires. The things you dare not confess to yourself. Perhaps secretly you're afraid we're gonna abandon you.\n\n*The kit doesn't answer. He's still looking away. Vera cocks her head, looking him up down.*\n\nVera (more serious): You know your father and I would never do that to you. We love you. You know that, right?\n\nBrandon (still looking away, mumbling): I guess...\n\n*Vera puts a paw against his cheek, caressing it. He flinches as bit as she turns him to gently face her.*\n\nVera (looking him in the eyes, sincere, gentle): Do you really need to guess?\n\n*Brandon stares back into the vixen's earnest expression. His heart flutters, as he looks deep into her brown eyes. Somehow, someway, no matter what happened on the outside, Vera could always make him feel safe.*\n\nBrandon (taking a deep breath, regaining his composure): No, Mom. I know.\n\nVera (a smile flickering across her lips): That's better.\n\n*Vera licks the boy's cheeks, lapping up the remaining tears. Brandon giggles at the gesture and Vera licks him across the face. Then she licked him again. And again. Prodding until the boy opened his mouth and the couple shared a passionate kiss. Brandon blushed as he pulled away, lowering his ears shyly.*\n\nBrandon (hesistent, coy) M-Mommy...\n\n*Brandon scans the park for possible onlookers among the passing pedestrians as Vera responds by leaning in and lapping at his neck. Brandon squirmed under the assault of physical affection, tilting his head to give her easier access.*\n\nBrandon (chuckling): \"Hey, what are you doing?\"\n\n\"Giving you a bath.\" she answered nonchalantly.\n\n\"But Mooooom...\" the kit groaned, \"I'm not a baby anymore, I can bathe myself!\"\n\n\"Too late. I already made a clean spot, now I'm just gonna have to do the whole thing... Besides, sometimes I still like doing it the old fashioned way...\"\n\nBrandon felt the vixen's paws slip under his shirt and she lifted it up to his chest expectantly. The fox cub rolled his eyes as he lifted his arms with an exaggerated sigh. \"Fine...\"\n\nBut they both knew he loved it when she did this. Vera chuckled as the shirt got caught on Brandon's muzzle, temporarily blinding the cub. \"Hey that tickles!\" he said as she started licking at his nape. Brandon smirked at her when he pulled off the rest of the shirt. He laid back into her embrace with a pleasurable sigh, content to close his eyes and relax as he let his mother groom him.\n\nBrandon laughed and kicked as Vera lapped at his sides. He squirmed under her mouth, his body starting to rock rhythmically with the sensations. The little kit opened his mouth with a muted gasp as he felt her tongue roll across his nipples. She seemed to give each extra special attention, nipping and teasing until they were both hard. Brandon just lay there with his mouth agape, breathing deeply. His erection straining obscenely against his padding.\n\n\"It...it tickles...\" he whispered, a noticeable bulge beginning to form in his shorts.\n\nVera: Wow, you are tense aren't you? Have you squirted today?\n\n*Brandon gaps when she puts her paw on his crotch, giving his diaper a squishy squeeze.*\n\nVera (coy): Oh I see... No wonder you were crabby.\n\nBrandon (shameful whimper): I'm sorry. I know I should have pawed this morning but I-I forgot...\n\nVera (giving him a loving lick): It's okay. It's perfectly normal! It just means you're a healthy growing boy...\n\nBrandon (pouting): It doesn't feel normal...\n\n*Brandon notices a rat boy has stopped on the path and is watching them. The rat when he makes eye contact and Brandon can't help but think this boy looks fsmaliar but before he can say anything Vera unfastens his shorts and starts zipping down his fly.*\n\nBrandon (alarmed, whispering): What are you doing?!\n\nVera (calmly): Changing you.\n\nBrandon (harsh whisper): What, here?!\n\n*Brandon makes a nervous smile to the watching rat, as if to indicate it's all perfectly normal.*\n\nVera: Of course. Even big boys need a change sometimes. You don't want to spend the rest of the day in soggy diapers, do you?\n\n*Brandon obeys and lifts his butt as she tugs at his shorts, pulling his tail out of the flap. He whines helplessly as his diaper is exposed to the world, butterflies fluttering in his stomach. The boy watching gasps as Brandon's diaper is revealed. He feels so dumb and self-concious, like a big baby...*\n\nBrandon (half-protest): Can't we just wait until I get home...?\n\n*Vers began unstrapping the tape of his padding.*\n\nVera (scoffing): Modest, so modest. I've never met a fox so modest before. You must get it from your father... Mothers change their kids in public all the time.\n\nBrandon: If they're babies! You're gonna make me completely naked!\n\nVera (dismissively): There's absolutely nothing wrong with being naked. You used to love running around nakie at bath time.\n\nBrandon: Yeah, when I was like four!\n\nVera (rolling her eyes): Most kits your age would jump at the oppertunity to be nude.\n\nBrandon: Most kits my age aren't wearing diapers!\n\nVera (shrugging): Most kits your age would jump at the oppertunity to wear diapers again...\n\n*Before Brandon can respond Vera pulls down the front of his padding, making him jump and squirm in her arms as his twitching erection is exposed to the air. A jolt of excitement races through him at the idea of doing something so naughty in public.**\n\nVera (impressed): Oh my...\n\nBrandon (covering his face with his paws): No! Don't look, it's embarassing! I-uh-ah!\n\n*Brandon jolts and squeaks as his knot pops out entirely out of the sheath, hands-free. His erection is leaking pre freely now, making a little dribble on his balls. He begins to feel that familiar pressure and heat building in his tummy.*\n\nVera (hugging him tighter): Oh, honey, why didn't you tell me you were so pent up?\n\n*Brandon whines and hitches his breath when he feels a warmth encase his shaft. He clenches his eyes from the sensation, squinting to see Vera slowly dragging her paw up and down his length.*\n\nBrandon (still squinting, vaguely annoyed): Really...? Here?\n\nVera (leaning in, hot breath against his cheek, whislering): Well you looked like you couldn't wait until we got home. You don't want to have another 'accident', do you?\n\n*Brandon blushes hard at this, squirming in her embrace. He notices that the group of children watching from the path has grown to a respectable size, some of them point and gasp. Among them is a multicolored dalmatian pup Brandon could swear he saw somehere...*\n\nBrandon (whining, shifting): But everyone's watching...\n\nVera (nibbling on his ear): You'd better cum quickly then.\n\n*Vera bites onto his scruff making him go limp and helpless in her arms as she strokes him faster. Meanwhile Brandon just pants and stares at the excited spectating children helplessly. He bites his lip and murrs, getting more into being watched.*\n\nRodent (stepping out from the crowd, nervous): C-Can I help?\n\nVera (smirking, still biting): I think I've got it covered.\n\nDalmatian: Are they yiffing...?\n\nRodent: Yeah, that's his mother!\n\nDalmatian (after a pause, quietly): I wish I was a fox...\n\n*The heat in Brandon's loins is growing white hot as Vera knows exactly what places to touch to being him to the edge and keep him there, teasing him. She rubs his tummy with her free paw. He's lost in the pleasure and the smell of he and soon he's the one doing most of the work, humping into her paw.*\n\nBrandon (eyes closed, whimpering): No... No... Ah! It's too much... It's too much...\n\n*He feels like he's about to tip over but before he can the warm and comforting paw is is abruptly taken away.*\n\nBrandon (opening his eyes, looking up at her, annoyed): Why'd you stop?!\n\nVera (not talking to him): Glad to see you finally joined us.\n\nMan (off-screen): Maybe if you'd given me better directions I would have found you sooner...\n\n*Brandon blinks at the bear standing in front of him. It takes him a moment to make the connection.*\n\nBrandon: Dad?!\n\n*Brandon scrambles to lift the diaper flap over his erection. He tries to back away but Vera is holding him tight.*\n\nVera (not seeming to notice Brandon's reaction, curious): What are you doing back there?\n\nPepper (also oblivious, smirking): Just enjoying the show.\n\nVera: Wouldn't you rather join us?\n\nPepper (pretending to think about it): I guess I could give you a few pointers.\n\nVera (curious, gesturing): By all means.\n\nBrandon (frightened): What?! No!\n\nBrandon (cont'd, looking up at Vera): He can't do that! He's my dad!\n\nRodent (off-screen): No he's not, Brandon.\n\n*Shocked by what the rodent said, Brandon slowly turns back to the group of children. The bysandards are in the exact same place as he last saw them, still watching him with friendly, placid faces, like they haven't moved an inch.*\n\nBrandon (confused): ...what?\n\nDalmatian: Peppercorn's not your father, not really.\n\nBrandon (confused, trailing off): But...he is.\n\n*Brandon trails off as he turns back to the bear who kneels in front of him. 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Not like that!\n\nVera (mischevious): You're right dear we should really finish our son's bath first...\n\nBrandon let out a confused squeak as he felt the vixen's paws under his armpits. Vera pulled him up, lapping at the bite marks on his scruff, making the kit kick out his legs..\n\n\"No!\" Brandon pleaded, squirming under the dual assaults of physical affection. \"I can't..not once! I...ah!\" The cub just whined and sputtered as he arched his back and wrapped his legs around his father's head, thrashing under his mother's tight embrace.\n\n\"Oh I bet he's gonna squirt soon!\" one of the onlookers whispered excitedly.\n\n\"Go on, Brandon... Vera whispered as she nibbled on his ear. \"Show your daddy what you taste like...\"\n\n\"Dad...\" Brandon whimpered as his paws kneaded his father's head tuff. Brandon bit his lip as his hips trembled and his balls began to retract. 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*Brandon wakes up with tears streaming down his face. He is just laying there for a moment, staring up at the clear blue sky, panting a little. He grimaces and reaches a paw in his shorts to touch his padding, feeling something squishing around when he squeezes it. Another wet dream, how utterly humiliating, and further proof that he was still just a child...*

Woman (off-screen): You alright?

Brandon (sitting up and wiping his face, putting his hands in his paw): Just had a bad dream, that's all.

Woman: You really conked out back there. You need to start going to bed at a decent time. You can't spend all night playing on your computer.

*Brandon just gives a vague nod, sniffing amd staring at the grass on the ground. He didn't want her to see his tears.*

Woman (more concerned): Wanna talk about it?

*Brandon turns to face the woman. She's sitting in an outdoor dress, in the sunlight, on a picnic blanket. And his heart flutters as he stares at her, she looks so scenic, so perfect right now. Vera Kiddo, his mother.*

Brandon (grinning with relief, shaking his head): It's too weird.

Vera (mischevious smirk): I like weird.

Brandon (chuckling lightly at this, but then hesitating): I dreamed you were dead.

*Vera's expression fades into mild surprise.*

Brandon (licking his lips): Only you weren't just dead. I had never known you, you died when I was born. But then one day I moved to a new school and you were the nurse there. But you weren't my mom, you were just some fox. The only other fox I had ever met.

Brandon (cont'd, frowning, turning away): I hated that school. I didn't have any friends. And everyone since I was such a spaz. And I hated myself because of it. And dad hated me too...

Vera (reassuringly): We could *never* hate you.

Brandon (sniffling, shrugging dismissively): It was just a dream...

*Brandon stares off into the distance, trying to get the distressing memory of the dream out of his mind. We describe the spacious green park, with multiple children and families playing happily, many of them foxes. There's a river than runs through it and little bridges, kids playing soccer and trying to catch frogs. And there is a bath right in front of him where pedestrians are walking and cycling. It is quite scenic, and Brandon reflects on how much he loves it here, it's so peaceful, possibly his favorite park. Strange, he can't seem to remember ever having visited a park before...*

*Vera speaks again, bringing Brandon's mind back to the present.*

Vera: You know you ought to take your dreams more seriously. They represent your subconscious desires. The things you dare not confess to yourself. Perhaps secretly you're afraid we're gonna abandon you.

*The kit doesn't answer. He's still looking away. Vera cocks her head, looking him up down.*

Vera (more serious): You know your father and I would never do that to you. We love you. You know that, right?

Brandon (still looking away, mumbling): I guess...

*Vera puts a paw against his cheek, caressing it. He flinches as bit as she turns him to gently face her.*

Vera (looking him in the eyes, sincere, gentle): Do you really need to guess?

*Brandon stares back into the vixen's earnest expression.  His heart flutters, as he looks deep into her brown eyes. Somehow, someway, no matter what happened on the outside, Vera could always make him feel safe.*

Brandon (taking a deep breath, regaining his composure): No, Mom. I know.

Vera (a smile flickering across her lips): That's better.

*Vera licks the boy's cheeks, lapping up the remaining tears. Brandon giggles at the gesture and Vera licks him across the face. Then she licked him again. And again. Prodding until the boy opened his mouth and the couple shared a passionate kiss. Brandon blushed as he pulled away, lowering his ears shyly.*

Brandon (hesistent, coy) M-Mommy...

*Brandon scans the park for possible onlookers among the passing pedestrians as Vera responds by leaning in and lapping at his neck. Brandon squirmed under the assault of physical affection, tilting his head to give her easier access.*

Brandon (chuckling): "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Giving you a bath." she answered nonchalantly.

"But Mooooom..." the kit groaned, "I'm not a baby anymore, I can bathe myself!"

"Too late. I already made a clean spot, now I'm just gonna have to do the whole thing... Besides, sometimes I still like doing it the old fashioned way..."

Brandon felt the vixen's paws slip under his shirt and she lifted it up to his chest expectantly. The fox cub rolled his eyes as he lifted his arms with an exaggerated sigh. "Fine..."

But they both knew he loved it when she did this. Vera chuckled as the shirt got caught on Brandon's muzzle, temporarily blinding the cub. "Hey that tickles!" he said as she started licking at his nape. Brandon smirked at her when he pulled off the rest of the shirt. He laid back into her embrace with a pleasurable sigh, content to close his eyes and relax as he let his mother groom him.

Brandon laughed and kicked as Vera lapped at his sides. He squirmed under her mouth, his body starting to rock rhythmically with the sensations. The little kit opened his mouth with a muted gasp as he felt her tongue roll across his nipples. She seemed to give each extra special attention, nipping and teasing until they were both hard. Brandon just lay there with his mouth agape, breathing deeply. His erection straining obscenely against his padding.

"It...it tickles..." he whispered, a noticeable bulge beginning to form in his shorts.

Vera: Wow, you are tense aren't you? Have you squirted today?

*Brandon gaps when she puts her paw on his crotch, giving his diaper a squishy squeeze.*

Vera (coy): Oh I see... No wonder you were crabby.

Brandon (shameful whimper): I'm sorry. I know I should have pawed this morning but I-I forgot...

Vera (giving him a loving lick): It's okay. It's perfectly normal! It just means you're a healthy growing boy...

Brandon (pouting): It doesn't feel normal...

*Brandon notices a rat boy has stopped on the path and is watching them. The rat when he makes eye contact and Brandon can't help but think this boy looks fsmaliar but before he can say anything Vera unfastens his shorts and starts zipping down his fly.*

Brandon (alarmed, whispering): What are you doing?!

Vera (calmly): Changing you.

Brandon (harsh whisper): What, here?!

*Brandon makes a nervous smile to the watching rat, as if to indicate it's all perfectly normal.*

Vera: Of course. Even big boys need a change sometimes. You don't want to spend the rest of the day in soggy diapers, do you?

*Brandon obeys and lifts his butt as she tugs at his shorts, pulling his tail out of the flap. He whines helplessly as his diaper is exposed to the world, butterflies fluttering in his stomach. The boy watching gasps as Brandon's diaper is revealed. He feels so dumb and self-concious, like a big baby...*

Brandon (half-protest): Can't we just wait until I get home...?

*Vers began unstrapping the tape of his padding.*

Vera (scoffing): Modest, so modest. I've never met a fox so modest before. You must get it from your father... Mothers change their kids in public all the time.

Brandon: If they're babies! You're gonna make me completely naked!

Vera (dismissively): There's absolutely nothing wrong with being naked. You used to love running around nakie at bath time.

Brandon: Yeah, when I was like four!

Vera (rolling her eyes): Most kits your age would jump at the oppertunity to be nude.

Brandon: Most kits my age aren't wearing diapers!

Vera (shrugging): Most kits your age would jump at the oppertunity to wear diapers again...

*Before Brandon can respond Vera pulls down the front of his padding, making him jump and squirm in her arms as his twitching erection is exposed to the air. A jolt of excitement races through him at the idea of doing something so naughty in public.**

Vera (impressed): Oh my...

Brandon (covering his face with his paws): No! Don't look, it's embarassing! I-uh-ah!

*Brandon jolts and squeaks as his knot pops out entirely out of the sheath, hands-free. His erection is leaking pre freely now, making a little dribble on his balls. He begins to feel that familiar pressure and heat building in his tummy.*

Vera (hugging him tighter): Oh, honey, why didn't you tell me you were so pent up?

*Brandon whines and hitches his breath when he feels a warmth encase his shaft. He clenches his eyes from the sensation, squinting to see Vera slowly dragging her paw up and down his length.*

Brandon (still squinting, vaguely annoyed): Really...? Here?

Vera (leaning in, hot breath against his cheek, whislering): Well you looked like you couldn't wait until we got home. You don't want to have another 'accident', do you?

*Brandon blushes hard at this, squirming in her embrace. He notices that the group of children watching from the path has grown to a respectable size, some of them point and gasp. Among them is a multicolored dalmatian pup Brandon could swear he saw somehere...*

Brandon (whining, shifting): But everyone's watching...

Vera (nibbling on his ear): You'd better cum quickly then.

*Vera bites onto his scruff making him go limp and helpless in her arms as she strokes him faster. Meanwhile Brandon just pants and stares at the excited spectating children helplessly. He bites his lip and murrs, getting more into being watched.*

Rodent (stepping out from the crowd, nervous): C-Can I help?

Vera (smirking, still biting): I think I've got it covered.

Dalmatian: Are they yiffing...?

Rodent: Yeah, that's his mother!

Dalmatian (after a pause, quietly): I wish I was a fox...

*The heat in Brandon's loins is growing white hot as Vera knows exactly what places to touch to being him to the edge and keep him there, teasing him. She rubs his tummy with her free paw. He's lost in the pleasure and the smell of he and soon he's the one doing most of the work, humping into her paw.*

Brandon (eyes closed, whimpering): No... No... Ah! It's too much... It's too much...

*He feels like he's about to tip over but before he can the warm and comforting paw is is abruptly taken away.*

Brandon (opening his eyes, looking up at her, annoyed): Why'd you stop?!

Vera (not talking to him): Glad to see you finally joined us.

Man (off-screen): Maybe if you'd given me better directions I would have found you sooner...

*Brandon blinks at the bear standing in front of him. It takes him a moment to make the connection.*

Brandon: Dad?!

*Brandon scrambles to lift the diaper flap over his erection. He tries to back away but Vera is holding him tight.*

Vera (not seeming to notice Brandon's reaction, curious): What are you doing back there?

Pepper (also oblivious, smirking): Just enjoying the show.

Vera: Wouldn't you rather join us?

Pepper (pretending to think about it): I guess I could give you a few pointers.

Vera (curious, gesturing): By all means.

Brandon (frightened): What?! No!

Brandon (cont'd, looking up at Vera): He can't do that! He's my dad!

Rodent (off-screen): No he's not, Brandon.

*Shocked by what the rodent said, Brandon slowly turns back to the group of children. The bysandards are in the exact same place as he last saw them, still watching him with friendly, placid faces, like they haven't moved an inch.*

Brandon (confused): ...what?

Dalmatian: Peppercorn's not your father, not really.

Brandon (confused, trailing off): But...he is.

*Brandon trails off as he turns back to the bear who kneels in front of him. Brandon lowers his ears meekly.*

Pepper (friendly): Hey kiddo, how's it going?

Brandon (blushing): Uh...mom's giving me a bath...

Pepper: So I see. But it looks like all that physical affection's got you a little excited. You got a little problem, down there?

*Brandon follows Pepper's gaze down to the erection poking out of the flap of the diaper. He huffs and turns away, embarrassed.*

Brandon (pouting): It's not so little...

Pepper (smiling, cocking his head): You want some help?

*Pepper puts his paw on Brandon's inner thigh. The boy gasps and whines, his face burninf, before clenching his eyes shut and nodding his head enthusiastically.*

*Pepper grins deeper and his head disappears between the boy's legs. Brandon feels the tongue on his left thigh first. Quick teasing licks, then the heat moved to engulf his pouch, the tongue carefully massaging and tasting each one, as if sampling it.*

Brandon (confused, whining): Wha...? Not like that!

Vera (mischevious): You're right dear we should really finish our son's bath first...

Brandon let out a confused squeak as he felt the vixen's paws under his armpits. Vera pulled him up, lapping at the bite marks on his scruff, making the kit kick out his legs..

"No!" Brandon pleaded, squirming under the dual assaults of physical affection. "I can't..not once! I...ah!" The cub just whined and sputtered as he arched his back and wrapped his legs around his father's head, thrashing under his mother's tight embrace.

"Oh I bet he's gonna squirt soon!" one of the onlookers whispered excitedly.

"Go on, Brandon... Vera whispered as she nibbled on his ear. "Show your daddy what you taste like..."

"Dad..." Brandon whimpered as his paws kneaded his father's head tuff. Brandon bit his lip as his hips trembled and his balls began to retract. He brought his fists to his chest and clenched his eyes shut as the warmth growing in his tummy threatened to overflow. "Daddy...Daddy... Ah...Ah~"

But when he opened his eyes again again all he saw was the familiar darkened contours of his bedroom, the picnic blanket replaced by the sheets of his bed. The cub blinked groggily, vaguely aware of the fading scent of his father and a tingling heat between his legs. Like he needed to pee. Brandon shifted in his bed uncomfortably, his morning wood stiff and strained beneath the covers.

Brandon had just begun to register the fact that he had been dreaming when the heat welling in his loins began surging through his privates. The poor kit barely had time to utter a confused gasp before nature took its course and he began to ejaculate. Brandon clutched the bedsheets as he sat up, holding on for dear life as he shuddered and involuntarily bucked his hips, riding out his nocturnal emission.

Brandon's cock jumped and twitched with every release, each one bringing with it a rush of pleasure as the boy urgently spilled his seed. He could see a dark spot forming across the blanket as the warmth flowing through his penis began to soak his abdomen and trickle down his fur. The kit mewled instinctually, filled with the  primal yearning for a warm body with which to mate. Brandon mewled again but this time but bit down on his knuckle, tensing up and letting out little muffled squeaks in tune to his spurts.

Finally Brandon's pulsing cock began to slow to a steady rhythm, still doing it's best to jet its sperm into a potential mate. A sliver of blood trickled down his paw as Brandon opener his mouth and let his tongue loll out freely. He sat there light-headed and trembling, huffing desperately as sweat and salvia dripped down his chin, staring vacantly at the mess in front of him.

"...shit."



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