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That's pretty much it. 😅\n\nI think I said something about making a fan story, like I did with the Bambi/Nala one, and Lash said go for it. It might have been a fever dream, not sure. \n\nRegardless, I got distracted, I got forgetful, I got bored, I got caught up in trashy free erotic romance books, and whadaya know...it took me half a year. 😑 \nI was going to do a [i]whoooooole[/i] big thing like the last two, but my brain finally did something good for once and just said, \"Stop overthinking shit, [b][i]Jesus![/i][/b]\" So I ended it on what I felt was good right before the actual pictured yiff—save me some worry and a [i][u]WHOLE BUNCH[/u][/i] of time. Now I can focus on Bully For Me! 😋\n\nStory by me, artwork by [iconname]Backlash91[/iconname]!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Tod's adorable.

Dixie's sexy as all hell.

This picture is fapworthy. That's pretty much it. 😅

I think I said something about making a fan story, like I did with the Bambi/Nala one, and Lash said go for it. It might have been a fever dream, not sure.

Regardless, I got distracted, I got forgetful, I got bored, I got caught up in trashy free erotic romance books, and whadaya know...it took me half a year. 😑
I was going to do a whoooooole big thing like the last two, but my brain finally did something good for once and just said, "Stop overthinking shit, Jesus!" So I ended it on what I felt was good right before the actual pictured yiff—save me some worry and a WHOLE BUNCH of time. Now I can focus on Bully For Me! 😋

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!", "writing": "Cicadas screeched out their leisurely tunes over the humid summer night, while crickets provided the accompanying vocals. Not exactly a pleasing serenade, but one that was as regular and as reliable as the rise and setting of the sun, comforting in its own way. Fireflies and mosquitoes buzzed around the few remaining lights humming on so late after the county fair had closed for the day. Everyone in the town who had attended were thrilled at such an enjoyable day. They'd overindulged on deep-fried sweets and treats, wore themselves out on the rides and games, and the fireworks show splitting apart the evening sky went perfectly, delighting the minds of children and children at heart alike. \n\nNow, the folks were going home - tired, full, but all abuzz about what artery shredding foods they were going to buy, and what rides they were going to get on [i]tomorrow[/i]. Everybody was having a fantastic night.\n\n[i]ker-CRUNCH! 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That's a laugh!'' \n\n[i]Kack-ker[/i][b][i]UNCH![/i][/b][i] Mnch, mnch, mnch....[u]klonch[/u]![/i]\n\nAnd while they were in the barn, singing and laughing along, she was abandoned - banished to the Singin' Strays tour bus! Her boyf - good for nothin', two-bit, tail-turnin' [i]fleabag[/i], had kicked her out of the band - [b][i]her[/i][/b]! Of all the cotton pickin' nerve! Just because Copper had to show up at the last minute and ruin her return to the stage!\n\n[i]I mean... I [/i]did [i]try to hide him and tell Cash he ran off...[/i] but she didn't expect him to get back so quickly, and definitely without a clear voice to tell the Spanish hound the truth! \n\n[i]Well, I also stuffed his face with peanut butter so he couldn't sing... but...well...[/i]\n\n``Oh, [i]hush up,[/i] Zelda!''\n\nThe aging gray cat sitting across from her snapped her head up, jolted out of whatever she was reading.\n\n``Huh!? I didn't say nothing!''\n\nThe Saluki narrowed her eyes at her conspiratorially. ``But you were [i]thaynkin' [/i]it.''\n\nA knowing grin spread across Zelda's face. ``No, I think [b][i]you [/i][/b]were thinkin' it.''\n\nThe Saluki slumped against her dog bowl with a groaned out, conceding pout. She was right. There wasn't no two ways about it. Dixie did wrong gummin' up that pup's mouth fuller than a mosquito on a menstrual cycle. Not that she'd ever admit it out loud. She just thought that one more performance onstage would... reignite that luster between herself and Cash, and they'd get it on hotter than two squirrels screwin' in a sock - that chemistry [i]is [/i]what brought them together, after all. But she didn't expect the boy to get out and find his way back so soon! And she [i]sure as shootin' [/i]didn't think Cash was gonna kick [b]her[/b] out!\n\nThat's why, with a scowl, she shoved her paw back into the bowl for more of her Southern Comfort: an X-Tra Large bag of Kanine Krunchies.\n\n[i]Kok-[/i][b][i]kerunch, [/i][/b][i]mnch, mnch, mn - [/i]\n\n``Hey!'' Dixie complained at the sight of her caloric therapy being yanked away. \n\nZelda had walked over and pulled the mostly full bowl of miniature bones from the Saluki's indentation in the tour bus seat, out of her convenience of reach. ``Why bother eatin' em, Dix? 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The instigator in question was Tod, the little fox kit who was glued at the hip to that flappy-eared furball. Judging by the slumped and shrunken posture and his ears folded all the way flat into his skull, he was looking a mite heartbreaking sight.\n\nShe stood up, stretched, and hopped down off her comfy bed. ``C'mon, Zelda, I need a drink.'' \n\nA downright diabolical grin spread across the cat's face at the opportunity: ``Well, if you're lookin' for a [i]stiff [/i]one - ``\n\n``Girl, don't...''\n\n``With a nice head o' thick [b][i]foam[/i][/b] - ``\n\n``You are dee-yes-gusstin'!''\n\nShe could barely get her last jabs out of her mouth before breaking down, ``Next time Lyle pulls out [i]the jar,[/i] stay with the boys and slurp on a little... [i]hair of the [/i][b][i]HOG! [/i][/b]C...cure what ails ya! [i]Ghh-[/i][b][i]HA-HA-HA-HAAA!!''[/i][/b]\n\n``Lord, Zelda; [i]please [/i]stop trying to put that image in my head - ``\n\n``Straight from the [b][i][u]TIP!![/u][/i][/b]'' She rolled over to her side with cackles of laughter.\n\nDixie instinctively looked at the large tub of the peanut butter she'd used earlier today under the driver's seat, and couldn't suppress a full-bodied shudder of disgust. She couldn't even remember when Lyle went to that bulk warehouse to buy it. She just knew three disturbing facts - One: The label read [b][i][u]industrial[/u][/i][/b] size. Two: Several months ago, one of them had lost the lid somewhere on the road. Third, to her utter shock and horror: [i]They didn't [/i]need [i]it. [/i]\n\nIt only took one accidental sighting for the Saluki to nearly go blind. 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Tod sniped. \n\nShe could tell the tyke was lashing out from a place of pain. ``Now what makes you think that, hun?''\n\n``I know you don't like him either.''\n\nShe chuckled at that, hearing Zelda trotting up to the bench next to her, carrying her treat bowl in her mouth. ``That's not true...and I think [i]you[/i] still like him...right?''\n\nHe turned to her with his eyes brimming. ``He promised me that we would have fun today, and then when he said he'd make it up to me, he...just broke it and walked away!''\n\n``Hmm...Cash got to `im too, huh?'' She flashed a sympathetic smile at him. ``Looks like we're both in that saaaame ol' briar patch tonight.'' Absentmindedly scratching her lustrous fur with a back paw, she put on her own `cutie Copper face'. ``He's filled me with empty promises, too.''\n\n``...r-really?''\n\n``Mm-hmm. Usin' that sweet tongue to talk you into whatever he wants. Now he's left us [i]both[/i] out in the cold...[b]alone[/b]. Cast right on off by the one we care about the most....''\n\n[b][i]Krrunch.[/i][/b]\n\nDixie stared flatly at the aged cat who silently matched her knowing glare... with the addition of half a Krunchie gyrating between her jaws.\n\n``Does...does that mean that...we'll never see each other again?''\n\nOut of the corner of her eye, Dixie saw Zelda staring daggers at the manipulative little minx in a silent decrial, which she promptly ignored, walking around the bench to sit next to the Tod. \n\n``If them country scouts like him, they're gonna scoop him up like a pelican in a catfish farm.''\n\nAs if the Gods of Scheming were approving of her plan, a chorus of male laughter echoed out from the lit barn, [i]right[/i] on time. His laugh probably wasn't even the loudest... but a certain Spanish Hound's voice cut through their hearts and earned their laser focus. Tod sat down with a [i]humph [/i]and sneered. \n\n``I [b][i]hate [/i][/b]Cash.''\n\nNow [i]we're talking.[/i]\n\n``You know something, lil' fella? You're right as rain - Cash took something from both of us! Now how do you feel about that?'' \n\nWhile she spoke, Dixie gently wrapped a paw around the fox cub's back, stroking smoothly.\n\n``It feels awful.''\n\nShe pulled him closer, bending down to his eye level. ``Naw, naw, kit - how do you [i]feel[/i]?''\n\nThe fox tod thought deeply for a few seconds, then looked into her eyes with a canted expression: ``...lahk a peeg in slop.''\n\nDixie's muzzle trembled before she burst out into an airy laugh. Even Zelda's disapproving scowl broke under the fox kit's first attempt. ``Sweetheart, that's a [i]good [/i]thing. But don't worry; we'll work on your Southernisms in the morning. But anyway - do you know what [i]I [/i]do when I'm feelin' down?'' When Tod shook his head, she continued: ``I [i]get [/i]down - a little roll in the hay squeezes the stress right out.''\n\n``Ehh, I don't know. Hay is really itchy.''\n\nA sultry grin crossed her face, her trap sprung. ``Oh, sug - what we'll be doing will have [i]nothing [/i]to do with hay. It'll feel so good...''\n\n``Girl, you are somethin' else, you know that?''\n\nQuickly, the Saluki held up a paw to Zelda's face, her true dialect slipping through once more. ``Ahm tawkin... to the fawx...'' Turning her attention to Tod, she put her silky voice back on: ``C'mon, hun. In a minute, I'm gonna have you sayin', `Copper [i]who?[/i]'''\n\n``I doubt it, Ms. Dixie...'' he muttered sullenly as they walked a small distance away from the workbench and bus, within earshot of the barn. ``I don't think you have anything that would make this night any better.'' \n\nShe turned, stopping in front of him and smiling excitedly. ``Hmm...sweetheart, you have [i]no[/i] idea.'' Dixie rubbed her paw behind the fox's head, stroking gently as her head moved in slowly, until her muzzle touched his. \n\nThe gasp he let out was more than long enough for her to slip her tongue in, and once the silver silkiness explored his depths, the young Tod was distracted immediately. His muzzle broke away from hers upon feeling a firm tender paw wrapping tenderly around his growing sheath. The child groaned, tapping into the deeply ingrained instincts of his elders, and wrapped his front paws around her foreleg as he started to hump in commitment, slowly at first, his pace uncertain.\n\n``Ooooh....'' He cooed, hips picking up the pace.\n\n``That's it, puppy...'' she cooed right back, leaning over her outstretched leg and meeting him over it. He looked up at her, pants laced with whimpers, and Dixie couldn't help but French kiss him again, gladly sending him to his own fireworks. \n\nWhen he pulled back, he noticed she'd started panting, too. ``Ms. Dixie... w-what are we doing?'' He whispered animatedly. \n\n``We're playing [i]Mommies and Daddies[/i], Tod.'' Slyly sneaking her paw out from between his legs so he was stuck humping the air, Dixie turned and slid her tail under his belly, teasing that throbbing tip with her soft, triple-combed coat, before rolling onto her back. ``Would you like to learn how to make me a Mommy?'' \n\nWith Tod on the edge of a mental breakdown, there was no way he'd say no. ``Yes, ma'am!''\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Cicadas screeched out their leisurely tunes over the humid summer night, while crickets provided the accompanying vocals. Not exactly a pleasing serenade, but one that was as regular and as reliable as the rise and setting of the sun, comforting in its own way. Fireflies and mosquitoes buzzed around the few remaining lights humming on so late after the county fair had closed for the day. Everyone in the town who had attended were thrilled at such an enjoyable day. They'd overindulged on deep-fried sweets and treats, wore themselves out on the rides and games, and the fireworks show splitting apart the evening sky went perfectly, delighting the minds of children and children at heart alike.

Now, the folks were going home  -  tired, full, but all abuzz about what artery shredding foods they were going to buy, and what rides they were going to get on tomorrow. Everybody was having a fantastic night.

ker-CRUNCH! Crn-crn-crn-crn...

``grumble, grumble...no Grand ol' Opry without me!''

Save for a singular sulky Saluki.

Dixie couldn't believe it  -  some little bloodhound puppy who was greener'n a gourd in Spring and sturdy as a pig on ice just rolled right on in, trippin' on his floppin' ears with every step, and in one plum-tuckin' afternoon, he got more lovin' and attention from the fairgoers and her own band than she had in weeks!

Granted, he was cuter than a bug's ear, but she was still here! The bitter Saluki glared at the open barn door and the light spilling out from it. She could hear her band, Lyle n' The Singin' Strays, practicing We Go Together in preparation for tomorrow, with that show stealin' sassafras. Hmph! ```We Go Together.' That's a laugh!''

Kack-kerUNCH! Mnch, mnch, mnch....klonch!

And while they were in the barn, singing and laughing along, she was abandoned - banished to the Singin' Strays tour bus! Her boyf - good for nothin', two-bit, tail-turnin' fleabag, had kicked her out of the band - her! Of all the cotton pickin' nerve! Just because Copper had to show up at the last minute and ruin her return to the stage!

I mean... I did try to hide him and tell Cash he ran off... but she didn't expect him to get back so quickly, and definitely without a clear voice to tell the Spanish hound the truth!

Well, I also stuffed his face with peanut butter so he couldn't sing... but...well...

``Oh, hush up, Zelda!''

The aging gray cat sitting across from her snapped her head up, jolted out of whatever she was reading.

``Huh!? I didn't say nothing!''

The Saluki narrowed her eyes at her conspiratorially. ``But you were thaynkin' it.''

A knowing grin spread across Zelda's face. ``No, I think you were thinkin' it.''

The Saluki slumped against her dog bowl with a groaned out, conceding pout. She was right. There wasn't no two ways about it. Dixie did wrong gummin' up that pup's mouth fuller than a mosquito on a menstrual cycle. Not that she'd ever admit it out loud. She just thought that one more performance onstage would... reignite that luster between herself and Cash, and they'd get it on hotter than two squirrels screwin' in a sock  -  that chemistry is what brought them together, after all. But she didn't expect the boy to get out and find his way back so soon! And she sure as shootin' didn't think Cash was gonna kick her out!

That's why, with a scowl, she shoved her paw back into the bowl for more of her Southern Comfort: an X-Tra Large bag of Kanine Krunchies.

Kok-kerunch, mnch, mnch, mn -

``Hey!'' Dixie complained at the sight of her caloric therapy being yanked away.

Zelda had walked over and pulled the mostly full bowl of miniature bones from the Saluki's indentation in the tour bus seat, out of her convenience of reach. ``Why bother eatin' em, Dix? Girl, you might as well just slap `em onto your hips.''

Dixie snorted, resting her head on her paws. ``At least something would be wrapped around my hips...''

Zelda smiled, stirring her paw in the bowl of treats as if she were digging for something: ``Well, if you want a few eager males fillin' you up, I don't know why you go off hightailin' it every time you see Lyle n' the boys sauntering up here to the bus when they're practicing their... harmonious howls.'' The wise, perverted cat punctuated that last sentence with a grin, before continuing. ``They've all invited you to join them plenty of times - they'd be thrilled to have you...''

``Ah'm sure they would,'' Dixie scoffed incredulously, her dialect leaking through once more.

CLONK!

``Hmm?'' Dixie perked up and looked out the tour bus window, Zelda sparing a minute glance. A small tin bowl was spinning around on the ground after having suffered the wrath of a hard kick. The instigator in question was Tod, the little fox kit who was glued at the hip to that flappy-eared furball. Judging by the slumped and shrunken posture and his ears folded all the way flat into his skull, he was looking a mite heartbreaking sight.

She stood up, stretched, and hopped down off her comfy bed. ``C'mon, Zelda, I need a drink.''

A downright diabolical grin spread across the cat's face at the opportunity: ``Well, if you're lookin' for a stiff one  -  ``

``Girl, don't...''

``With a nice head o' thick foam  -  ``

``You are dee-yes-gusstin'!''

She could barely get her last jabs out of her mouth before breaking down, ``Next time Lyle pulls out the jar, stay with the boys and slurp on a little... hair of the HOG! C...cure what ails ya! Ghh-HA-HA-HA-HAAA!!''

``Lord, Zelda; please stop trying to put that image in my head  -  ``

``Straight from the TIP!!'' She rolled over to her side with cackles of laughter.

Dixie instinctively looked at the large tub of the peanut butter she'd used earlier today under the driver's seat, and couldn't suppress a full-bodied shudder of disgust.  She couldn't even remember when Lyle went to that bulk warehouse to buy it. She just knew three disturbing facts - One: The label read industrial size. Two: Several months ago, one of them had lost the lid somewhere on the road. Third, to her utter shock and horror: They didn't need it.

It only took one accidental sighting for the Saluki to nearly go blind. From then on, whenever she saw Lyle strutting towards the bus with Waylon, Floyd, and Cash (and seldomly, even Mama Rose!) backflipping around his feet, yelping excitedly and pushing him along, she'd bust out the emergency exit faster'n a fat kid in a sweets shop.

But that wasn't on her mind, nor did she want it to be; it was on that forlorn fox.

Dixie nudged the lever opening the bus doors and hopped down, finding the little kit sitting on a small wooden workbench and looking on the verge of tears. Bless the poor little thang, she quietly mused. She walked around the bench, sitting across from him. ``What's wrong, sugarplum? You look like y'all had a bad day.''

Tod spared her a brief glance of bitter hurt before mumbling, ``Copper forgot all about me.''

Cooing in sympathy, she said ``Aw, were you planning on doing some of the rides today?''

``What do you care?'' Tod sniped.

She could tell the tyke was lashing out from a place of pain. ``Now what makes you think that, hun?''

``I know you don't like him either.''

She chuckled at that, hearing Zelda trotting up to the bench next to her, carrying her treat bowl in her mouth. ``That's not true...and I think you still like him...right?''

He turned to her with his eyes brimming. ``He promised me that we would have fun today, and then when he said he'd make it up to me, he...just broke it and walked away!''

``Hmm...Cash got to `im too, huh?'' She flashed a sympathetic smile at him. ``Looks like we're both in that saaaame ol' briar patch tonight.'' Absentmindedly scratching her lustrous fur with a back paw, she put on her own `cutie Copper face'. ``He's filled me with empty promises, too.''

``...r-really?''

``Mm-hmm. Usin' that sweet tongue to talk you into whatever he wants. Now he's left us both out in the cold...alone. Cast right on off by the one we care about the most....''

Krrunch.

Dixie stared flatly at the aged cat who silently matched her knowing glare... with the addition of half a Krunchie gyrating between her jaws.

``Does...does that mean that...we'll never see each other again?''

Out of the corner of her eye, Dixie saw Zelda staring daggers at the manipulative little minx in a silent decrial, which she promptly ignored, walking around the bench to sit next to the Tod.

``If them country scouts like him, they're gonna scoop him up like a pelican in a catfish farm.''

As if the Gods of Scheming were approving of her plan, a chorus of male laughter echoed out from the lit barn, right on time. His laugh probably wasn't even the loudest... but a certain Spanish Hound's voice cut through their hearts and earned their laser focus. Tod sat down with a humph and sneered.

``I hate Cash.''

Now we're talking.

``You know something, lil' fella? You're right as rain - Cash took something from both of us! Now how do you feel about that?''

While she spoke, Dixie gently wrapped a paw around the fox cub's back, stroking smoothly.

``It feels awful.''

She pulled him closer, bending down to his eye level. ``Naw, naw, kit - how do you feel?''

The fox tod thought deeply for a few seconds, then looked into her eyes with a canted expression: ``...lahk a peeg in slop.''

Dixie's muzzle trembled before she burst out into an airy laugh. Even Zelda's disapproving scowl broke under the fox kit's first attempt. ``Sweetheart, that's a good thing. But don't worry; we'll work on your Southernisms in the morning. But anyway - do you know what I do when I'm feelin' down?'' When Tod shook his head, she continued: ``I get down - a little roll in the hay squeezes the stress right out.''

``Ehh, I don't know. Hay is really itchy.''

A sultry grin crossed her face, her trap sprung. ``Oh, sug - what we'll be doing will have nothing to do with hay. It'll feel so good...''

``Girl, you are somethin' else, you know that?''

Quickly, the Saluki held up a paw to Zelda's face, her true dialect slipping through once more. ``Ahm tawkin... to the fawx...'' Turning her attention to Tod, she put her silky voice back on: ``C'mon, hun. In a minute, I'm gonna have you sayin', `Copper who?'''

``I doubt it, Ms. Dixie...'' he muttered sullenly as they walked a small distance away from the workbench and bus, within earshot of the barn. ``I don't think you have anything that would make this night any better.''

She turned, stopping in front of him and smiling excitedly. ``Hmm...sweetheart, you have no idea.'' Dixie rubbed her paw behind the fox's head, stroking gently as her head moved in slowly, until her muzzle touched his.

The gasp he let out was more than long enough for her to slip her tongue in, and once the silver silkiness explored his depths, the young Tod was distracted immediately. His muzzle broke away from hers upon feeling a firm tender paw wrapping tenderly around his growing sheath. The child groaned, tapping into the deeply ingrained instincts of his elders, and wrapped his front paws around her foreleg as he started to hump in commitment, slowly at first, his pace uncertain.

``Ooooh....'' He cooed, hips picking up the pace.

``That's it, puppy...'' she cooed right back, leaning over her outstretched leg and meeting him over it. He looked up at her, pants laced with whimpers, and Dixie couldn't help but French kiss him again, gladly sending him to his own fireworks.

When he pulled back, he noticed she'd started panting, too. ``Ms. Dixie... w-what are we doing?'' He whispered animatedly.

``We're playing Mommies and Daddies, Tod.'' Slyly sneaking her paw out from between his legs so he was stuck humping the air, Dixie turned and slid her tail under his belly, teasing that throbbing tip with her soft, triple-combed coat, before rolling onto her back. ``Would you like to learn how to make me a Mommy?''

With Tod on the edge of a mental breakdown, there was no way he'd say no. ``Yes, ma'am!''

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