Author’s note: SO, first time posting on this darn website. Will be interesting to see the reactions I might get on this. So a couple of days ago, I happened to search in Inkbunny’s archives for the key words “Cub, curious”, and I only got like, what was it, 20, 30results was it? Not the best result for such an interesting topic, I must add. So instead of moaning about it, I went ahead and wrote down my own idea which I have been thinking about in the recent days. This is intended as the first part of what I hope to be many, which I hope will follow the characters through time. Got some interesting ideas for this, so comments and feedback would probably determine whether or not I will bother to write more about this. This is my first writing a serious story in English like this, so please bear with me if things gets a bit confusing or messy at points. So read on, enjoy, and leave a feedback for improvements if you have any. Part 1 – The Sun <> the sound of a phone buzzing as a message ticked in made the ears of a young fox to perk up as he paused his GFA (Grand Fox Auto) game and quickly unlock the phone. «Mrs. Catwick» read the name of the person who had sent him the message. «Need to leave town for some urgent matters in the company. Could you look after my kids?». The fox did not even think about it before he responded, a smile on his face as he did. «Of course Mrs. Catwik. When would you like me to come over to watch them?». Not even a second passed before his phone plinged again as Catwik responded with just one word; «NOW.». «That urgent, huh? I am on my way.» Chris notified his crew mates that he had to go offline for some unexpected matters, and shut his computer down. He quickly packed the few things he would need for his babysitting duties and swiftly left his small apartment that he shared with his mother and younger brother. As he left the apartment, his younger brother Jamor playfully asked if he could tag along, but the fox rejected the young boy, saying he would have to stay at home to keep their mother and sister company. In truth, he did not want his brother to tag along because he was annoying, but the fox did not have the heart to tell his brother that out loud. Out of the apartment he went, down the corridor, and after a quick trip with the elevator he was in the outdoors and breathing heavenly as the sunshine welcomed him. His silvery fur shone in the sun. He was a one of a kind. Only a handfull of foxes were known to exhibit the fur type he was sporting. The fox opened his Furbook account, and wrote down a quick status update. «Watching the Catwiks again :)». The post was swiftly posted to his public profile. As he turned away from the sun, his screen lit up and one could read his name. Chris Kerspingen. 16years old, soon to be 17. and as you may know already, his a fox. But his a special fox. Normally, foxes are born with red fur with black coloration on their paws and ears. Chris, however, have a fur which shines with a silvery color, the kind of color you would see shining off from the moon, and his ears, tail, and paws, sport a perfect white color. One could easily mistake him for an arctic fox, but Chris disliked those fellas so thats just not the case. The Catwiks, whom Chris have known since he was born, is a family of cats that live just a few blocks away from Chris`s apartment. The parents divorced years ago, leading to their mom, Mille Catwik, living on her own with her daughter Lelei, who was a tabby cat just like her mother. However, her second daughter was a fox. Yes, you read that right. Mrs. Catwik had adopted a fox 8years ago when she was in Thailand while on a business trip. One can kind of imagine the reaction her mate had when she returned home with a small kit in her paws, but regulation stipulate that females have the right to adopt a child of their choice, so her mate was kind of forced into accepting his stepdaughter. They named the kit Luna, mainly because they had known Chris` mother for years, and thus it came kind of natural when they adopted the fox. As Chris walked along the road that lead to the Catwiks` place, his mind began to wander. He was soon 17, and he was still left without a mate. Not that he minded it at all. Rather, he enjoyed the freedom he had as a single fox. Its just, sometimes he missed having someone on his side who would support him through the thick and the thin. Sure, his mother supported him wherever he went, but it just is`nt the same as having a mate. On the other side he is rather grateful that he does not have a mate who would take up his time. He do have a few friends who have found themselves a mate, and their mates takes up pretty much all the time they have. Chris sighed as he crossed the road, a bunny honking his horn at the young fox as. He has tried to find a mate, but all the females he meets are more looking for a male who can satiate their heats, than for anything else than that. Chris on the other hand were looking for someone caring. Someone who would appreciate him for who he is, rather than for someone who can knot a girl to help her curb her heat cycle, which FYI, happens once every month or so. Maybe every second or third month at best, and even then the female will drive her mate to the verge of insanity to say the least. So yes, it`s not an easy life being a young fox in his prime. Chris quickly discarded his thoughts though as he approached the gigantic estate which was the Catwiks house, seeing the two girls he was to watch playing outside their house. Watching a cat and a fox play together as siblings, was a rather interesting observation. Luna, of course, have no retractable claws like Lelei have, and thus they are unable to play the games that felines would normally play. Chris looked at two neighboring kittens who were playing a game of LazorTags. The felines were all over the place as they competed to capture the most tags as possible within a given time limit. While claws are not required to play that game, Luna lacks the natural interest that felines have… So the two girls were playing games which were interesting for the both of them, such as Do Not Touch The Floor, or in this case, the lawn. Chris smiled as he observed the two girls as they played. Their game, however, was quickly abandoned when the two saw Chris. <> They yelled with joy as they ran for him and knocked him to the grass beneath his paws. Chris laughed as the two girls started tickling him, but the fun was quickly ruined as Mrs. Catwik appeared in the doorway. <> Chris drooped his ears as he heard her harsh voice. Mrs. Catwik was definitively someone you do not wanna mess with. She`s a tabby cat. Above average for her specie and her breed. And she can always be seen in a rather formally looking business suit, the plain and clean surface of the suit matching her rather plain and boring personality. The two children walked by the cat, their faces planted in their paws as their ears were drooped as low as they could physically make them droop. Chris got back on his feet and smiled at Mrs. Catwik <> he said with joy in his voice. Mrs. Catwik looked at him, her serious facial tone showing that she saw no amusement in his joy. <>. Chris gaped at the feline in front of him. Was she for real? <> Mrs. Catwik coldly remarked as she walked past him. <>. Chris said to himself as a taxi arrived to pick up Mrs. Catwik. <> Chris looked at the feline in disbelief as she got into the cab, and the cab drove off with a screetching sound of the wheels. <> Chris spoke up and waved his paw at the two neighboring girls who had watched the whole show from the other side of the street. The girls laughed, their laughter drilling into Chris` soul. Chris had known Mrs. Catwik for his entire life, and have been babysitting them for the past four years or so while she was out of town. Lelei was just a toddler when he first babysat them, and thus Chris`s mom, Nilka, would assist him during his babysitting hours until he turned fifteen years and Lelei had grown out of her diapers. Chris walked into the house. It was a big ass motherfucking house to say the least. 400square metres of floor spae. 6bedrooms, two massive living rooms, three bathrooms, and even a small, indoor pool in the basement. The house was actually designed by Mrs. Catwik herself and built under her closest supervision. The fact that she fired two building firms because she felt they did not giver the house the care it deserved, should be enough to tell you that Mrs. Catwik is the cat from hell. That, and the fact that her own children despised her. Chris looked at a picture as he shedded his jacket. It was a picture taken from 2years back, when Luna and Lelei was left alone for christmas eve, and Chris had invited them over to his place. The girls loved it. But it scared the living shits out of him to see the two girls getting over the moon at the taste of raw salmon for the first time. Upon questioning the girls, they revealed to him that Mrs. Catwik had a heart colder than liquid nitrogen. She refused her daughters to eat anything she deemed to be too expensive. They lived primarily on expired foods, and the girls had never tasted fresh salmon in their lives until that Christmas eve two years ago. It was July now of 2023… Chris shook as a cold shiver travelled down his spine at the thought of the girls` reaction when his mother bought them a pair of paw mittens each. But it was not just any ordinary paw mittens as you might think. Oh no. These paw mittens had built in projecters and an advanced smart phone, sewn into the fabric of the mittens. They worked essentially as any other smart phone you and me know in our world today. But the mittens were more than just a phone. They were the phone`s controls, the microphone, the speaker. Essentially every feature and function we associate with our smart phones, had been reinvented and perfected into a pair of mittens that could be used all year round. Nilka had thought that Mrs. Catwik would be grateful for her girls receiving something fancy for once, as the girls only had a 15year old phone to share back than. But in fact, when Mrs. Catwik saw the MitPhones as the Carrot manufacturer had chosen to name the products, she was furious. She angrily returned the mittens to a shocked Nilka, her two kids crying in the taxi that drove her there from the kindergarten, and warned Nilka that their friendship would be over if she dared to interfere ever again. Nilka had cried a fair share that day, and Chris, who at the time was a young teenager, also cried, because he saw the pain in the eyes of the two girls who were forced to deliver their mittens back. Chris smilled mischievously though as he walked through the last bit of the walkway that led into the master living room as his paws snuck their way down into the pockets of his sweater. He pulled something out. Something red, something that was still sporting the limited edition christmas cover that marked the beginning of a new age of mittens. In his paws, were the mittens the two girls had been given on that exact christmas eve two years ago. Bear in mind now that as Chris walked through the walkway, there were now photographs on the walls to be seen of the two girls. Now newborn photos. No birthday congratulations. No drawings or artworks. No nothing. If you were to walk down the walkway in the house the Catwiks, all that would greet you, would be the naked and white walls that Mrs. Catwik so insistenly desired when she built the house. The master living room would do nothing to give a heart beat. These walls were painted a bright yellow, complete with yellow carpets on the floor. The living room was a pretty big one. This one was the master living room, occupying two floors which totalled a space of just over 90 square metres. In the first floor you would find a home theater setup, complete with the most luxurious chair you can imagine. Accompanied by two of the most uncomfortable, much smaller, old-fashioned tree chairs. A massive, 80inch Tv decorates the wall, surrounded by, unexpectedly enough, pictures. Pictures of Mrs. Catwik of course. Pictures of her as a kitten. Pictures of her first day on an oil rig. Pictures of her first scuba diving. And on the top of the massive TV, supported by a small shelf, sits a A4-sized photo of Mrs. Catwik, her two children, and a male cat, orange in his fur color. And everything, absolutely everything, even the frames the photos were in, would shear your eyes with their perfect yellow color. The girls were no where to be seen, but he could hear them talking, so Chris figured out relatively quickly that the two of them had to be in the upper floor of the living room. So walking up the extravagantly decorated stair well (yellow as for the norm), he quickly made his way up to the second floor. He kept the mittens he had brought for the girls hidden behind his back. The first thing that would strike you as you walk up the stairs to the second floor, is the overly decorated dining table, which of course was painted yellow when the house was decorated after being built, on top of which sits an extravagant set of plates, forks, spoons, knifes, glasses, and everything else one would need for a dinner. Everything so beautifully colored yellow and shining in gold. Yes, GOLD. Except from the plates and accessories intended for the girls, which was just plastic. The length of the table would shock even the best chefs in the world. The table was 7metres long stretching from wall to wall with only a meter to spare on each side lengthwise, and 2metres wide. Other than that there were not really much else to the living room in the second floor, apart from a smaller, but still extravagant, home theater setup. And thats where Chris found the two girls. They were sitting on the painfully hard, yellow, painted chairs, playing a round of silent yatzy. Neither of the girl said anything as Chris approached them and sat himself directly down the extravagantly decorated queen chair. Chris knew this is a sacred chair to Mrs. Catwik. She would yell her lungs out at her girls if they dared to sit down, but Chris does not fear her like they do. He felt pity on the two girls who would have to keep up with sitting on such hard and uncomfortable plastic chairs four times a day, every day, year in, year out. Chris decided it was time to shatter the silence. <>. The reaction was instantenous. Lelei slammed the cup she used to shake the dices with into the table with an audible shattering sound, and Luna`s ears and tail tensed up. Chris chuckled at the two girls, which caused the both of them to turn a shade of red under their fur. <> he smiled at them. The girls said nothing. They simply looked at him. Or at least they tried to look at him, but just behind the queen chair which Chris sat in there were this big ass portrait of their mother in her office that they had to put up with. <> Chris told them; <> he revealed the two pairs of mittens he had brought with him. The girls` eyes widened at the sight of the mittens they had not seen in two years, and they instantly grabbed them and pulled them on. The mittens immediately burst into life and turned themselves on. The girls were nearly crying just from the joy. Luna looked at him and formed the word «thank you» with her lips. Chris smiled at the fox. <> the girls did not hear him as notifications started to spam in. The girls had never been allowed to use any social medias in the past, so when they got the mittens, they instantly signed up for some of the most popular sites they could find. Luna registered an account on the popular Furbook, while Leleie, too young to register for an account on Furbook, created an account on a virtual reality website which aimed its site towards young children and toddlers. After their mittens was returned by Mrs. Catwik, the girls lost access to their accounts, but now, they were finally able to check up on the updates that come out over the two years. <> Chris spoke; <>. Something they wanted to do? There were just so many things the two girls wanted to do. Now free from their mother`s terrorism, they were finally able to act as little cubs. Luna shedded her boring, yellow dress, and put on a change of clothing that her mother did not know she had; a rugged and worn out pair of pants, and a «The Adventures of Captain Fluff Tail» T-shirt she had bought last year with the little allowance Mrs. Catwik gave her. The feeling of freedom she got the moment she pulled that shirt over her head; it is impossible to describe in mere words. Lelei went for something a little bit more toddler-like, by shedding her dress in favor of one of her onesies she had used as a toddler. It was a bit tight, but it still gave her freedom from the boring, yellow dress, that her mother forced onto her. Outside of the house there were a beautifully well kept garden with a larger lawn. Perfect for cubs to play; but Mrs. Catwik refused her daughters to even have that water slide they found on sale just last week. But with Mrs. Catwik gone for the day at the least, the girls were suddenly free to do as they pleased. Lelei, being a feline, greedily nipped strains of grass and herbs from Mrs. Catwik`s well maintained herb garden. Her body purred in delight as the herbs filled her body with a delightful feeling only felines can feel. Luna did not have the same fascination for herbs like her sister, but she did enjoy a game that she had just discovered which her mittens would allow her to play. The game took advantage of the mittens’ projectors to project a holographic entity, in the shape of a small ball. The goal in the game was to catch the ball as it was thrown in random directions by the mittens. It may sound simple, but as Luna would soon find out however, the game could be very challenging for a young kit. Chris could not help but laugh as he watched the girl play, but that was a bad move as the girl stripped her paws of the mittens and handed them to Chris. Chris looked at them, before putting them on. They were tight, but the fabric which they were made of was manufactured to expand accordingly to the user, so the tightness quickly subsided and gave way to a much more comfortable feel. <> said Luna with a smile as she assisted Chris in firing up a game of Catch the Ball as the game was named ironically enough, and set the difficulty to the max. Chris quickly found out that it was quite fun. The mittens he was wearing now made sure that the ball would be just out of his reach, yet they would allow him to catch the ball if he pushed himself. It was actually a pretty nice workout, and Chris is a regular visitor at the local gym, so he knows what a good exercise is. They played on for 2hours, eventually going on to play a game of tags alongside some of the other children in the neighborhood who happened to walk by, a game of hide and seek, doning (which is a game where they compete to throw a coin as close to a target as possible, and finally red light. By the end of it all they were all exhausted, so Chris decided that they might as well do something relaxing. Such as taking a bath in the pool Mrs. Catwik had gotten built in her basement. It was a pretty large pool actually, being 12.5 meters long and 7metres wide. And yes, it’s tile were painted a bright yellow. The girls beamed when he mentioned the pool; they were NEVER allowed to bath there when their mom was around, so they did not hesitate to find their swimsuits and make their way down into the basement alongside 5neighboring cubs who also wanted to tag along for a bath. Chris reckoned he would have to make sure to clean everything up when they were done, because he did not want to piss off Mrs. Catwik, because that lady is cold as ice. There were only one locker room, so Chris had to divide the group of cubs that he unexpectedly gotten, letting the girls shower first and he and the boys would shower after the girls were finished. That was when things started to turn for the stranger for Chris. Chris had just gotten out of his clothes and had his swimming trunks on, when he heard paw steps in the shower room. Chris did not really mind it, as he reckoned one of the boys had simply returned to shower their fur more thoroughly, or maybe find a toy they had left behind as some of the cubs had brought along boats and other toys when they tagged along. But to his surprise, it was no boy that met him in the shower room. It was Luna. <> Chris asked confused as he saw the girl standing there in the shower room, her swimsuit giving her belly and shoulders a skyblue color on top of her red fur. The girl looked at Chris. <> she simply responded and smiled. Chris had seen her smile before, but this was different. Her smile sent a warm, fuzzy feeling coursing through his mind as he looked her in the eyes. <> Chris asked the girl, figuring out she must have returned to the locker room for a reason. The girl’s smile faded a bit, but she kept looking at Chris. <>. Chris snapped his eyes. Of course! He had completely forgotten to purchase a birthday present for the kit with how preoccupied he had been keeping her and Lelei busy with the games. Chris thought for a quick moment, and then he recalled back when he was a kit himself. The presents Chris enjoyed the most, was when his friends brought along money in small envelopes, which he could spend on his video games and his collection of model planes. Chris returned to his sweater where he had put his pay in a small plastic container. He opened the container and removed a 20dollar bill, reckoning it would be sufficient for a nine-year-old. However, when he turned around to hand the bill to Luna, she placed her paws on his and pushed it away. <> she said. Chris could feel the slight touch of disappointment and uncertainty in her voice. Chris looked her over. <> Chris asked curiously. He had never heard of a cub who rejects a money gift. The girl looked in his eyes. Her ears were drooping with uncertainty. <> Luna stopped, covering her eyes with her paw. Chris kneeled down in front of her and lifted her paws up so he could look her in the eyes and smiled; <>. Chris might have changed that sentence for a bit, because nothing could prepare him for what Luna would say. <> she responded, her right leg shifting a bit on the tiled floor; <>. Chris blinked for a moment and moved his ears about as his brain processed what the girl in front of him had just said to him. <> he responded. <> the girl said as her paws returned to her eyes and Chris could hear the cub sob slightly. It pained his heart to see the girl crying, so he lifted her up onto a cupboard which was standing nearby so that he could keep her at his eye level. It was not easy to say the least to lift the girl, but Chris was able to do it at the first try. Again, he used his paws to remove hers from her eyes and looked her in the eyes again.>>. <>. The cub wiped her tears, but she broke their eye contact as she muttered; <> Chris listened, holding her right paw and gently massaging it; <>. The girl looked back at him. <>. Chris spent a few seconds processing her statements. Chris’ heart was bleeding by now, hearing what Luna had to say. Lifting her head up with his right paw, he made eye contact with her once again; <>. Instantly the cub lit up. <> she asked, tears of joy appearing in her eyes. <> Chris answered, <>. <> Luna said, anger now taking over her voice at the thought of her mom. <> Chris said to her, the kit quickly calming down upon hearing his soothing voice. A few seconds of silence passed before either of them said anything. <> Luna said, shyness slightly visible in her voice and face as she looked back at Chris, <>. Chris nodded; <>. The bathroom was the place Chris chose to hide from the other cubs, who by now were having a blast in the pool. Chris looked at the young girl in front of him. <> he asked with a smile, <>. Chris knew that what he was doing now was bad. Luna was far too young. But as the girl reached for the laces that supported his trunks, he did not care about what society might think about what was about to happen. Luna looked happier than he had seen her in a very long time as she undid his laces, so he decided to hell with what everyone else might think about this. The girl took her time undoing the laces that kept his trunks in place, but just as she was about to pulls his trunks down, she stopped. The girl looked up at him, her face showing an expression of uncertainty. <> she asked, a small smile forming on her muzzle. Chris could not help but feel his body warm up at the smile, and carefully nodded his head. The girl stood up from crouched stature, and slowly and carefully guided the shoulder bands of her swimsuit down her arms, over her paws, and finally to the floor. With one swift movement of her paws, her swimsuit was peeled from her body, leaving the girl completely naked in front of Chris. Chris gulped as he looked over her body. He had never gotten to see the girl the way she stood up in front of him now. There were no clothing to distract, nothing to hide her fur. There were just her, Luna, in front of him. Chris had to admit that the girl looked gorgeous in front of him, and felt his jaw drop as he awed. <> he stuttered as he looked the girl over, trying to keep his eyes away from between her legs, knowing she was far too young. Or was she? Being a fox himself, he knew very well Luna was overdue for her first heat to arrive, and he have always doubted that Mrs. Catwik have cared to even explain to her girls what a heat was. Not that he was even considering mating the girl. No, he was not going to do that. The girl blushed profusely, so much that the red was visible through the red of her fur. She did not say anything, but formed the words “thank you” with her lips. Chris smiled down at her as she kneeled down again so her face was in level with his crotch. One good pull of her paws, and his trunks dropped to the floor. Chris gasped as the cold, fresh air of the bathroom flushed over his sheath and the small tip of his cock which had started to swell at the sight of the young girl and the nature of what they were doing. The girl gaped at what she saw. It was unlike anything she had imagined. She thought boys and girls looked almost the same, as that’s what Mrs. Catwik had told her. Catwik also hated when she started questioning her about anything that to do with what she had between her legs as she had seen her sister naked and seen the difference the two of them have. But this, the thing between the legs of her babysitter and secret love interest, was very different. It looked almost like a small pouch with something sticking out of it, and underneath this, a small bag of sorts with two strange lumps in it. Luna spent a good minute or two just looking over Chris’ features, her eyes widening for every passing second as she watched the sheath in front of her throb slightly with every beat of Chris’ heart. <> she managed to stutter out as she curiously touched the sheath with her paws. Chris’ reaction was almost instantaneous. He gasped loudly, his body tensing up and shaking abruptly with the feeling of someone else’s intimate touch, and he clenched his teeth. Luna immediately withdrew her paws, afraid she had injured Chris. Chris, thankfully, saw the kit’s reaction and smiled down at her. <>. <> the girl asked, her eyes revealing she was about to cry again, but hear tears quickly vanished at the sound of his soothing voice. Chris shook his eyes. <>. <>. Luna did not finish her sentence, but Chris knew what she was referring to. <> Chris reassured the girl with a smile as she looked at him with watered eyes. Luna smiled, still uncertain, but quickly returned to exploring what she saw in front of her. Her earlier ministrations had caused Chris’ cock to slightly swell up with excitement, and it had started to peak out from its furry pocket. Luna wasted no more time as her paws carefully and gently returned to feeling the shape of what she had in front of her. Chris braced himself, but the intense feelings and pleasure that began coursing through his body the second the girl’s paws made contact with his most intimate parts, caused him to gasp again and grit his teeth. Luna was startled at first, but remembered at the back of her mind what Chris had just told her, so she made no notice of it other than smiling a bit at his reaction. Her paws were still softer than the softest of silks on his male parts, but even this little bit of touch sent shivers up his spine. Because YES, Chris have never gotten laid in his life. So as the nine-year-old kept exploring his lower anatomy, Chris clenched his eyes shut tightly as he could not help but enjoy the sensations which went spiraling through his nerves. It felt as if 15minutes had passed by, but in reality, they were only 15seconds into it when Chris’s penis had gotten halfway out. Luna was getting carried away by now, intrigued by the reaction which she was observing before her eyes as her paws swiftly explored the sheath, and like any curious kit, she got bolder. She tightened her grip around Chris’ sheath, and the reaction was almost instantaneous as the sheer pleasure from the sudden increase in pressure caused Chris to yelp in pleasure and his penis throbbed into life as it pulsed its way out of his sheath and showed itself in all it’s glory, save from the knot which was still not fully formed, but it would not be left in the dark for long as Luna curiously grabbed a hold of the stick that had appeared in front of her. <> The pleasure had gotten so great for Chris now that he was barely able to speak as his paws unintentionally moved down to guide Luna’s paws to start pawing him off. Luna was set back by this at first, but as she saw Chris’s reaction, she smiled, a bit of mischief visible in her eyes and muzzle, as she quickly found a rhythm which caused Chris to spiral into a dangerous mixture of pleasure, and euphoria. Chris was gone by now, his pleasure had consumed him. His eyes were clenched harder than he had ever clenched them before, and his entire body from toe to ear tips were stiff with excitement. Luna quickened her pace as her paws moved up and down alongside Chris’ length, the tip now oozing pre, and making her paws glide like her skates slid on the ice during the winter season. Chris could feel an all too known sensation build up as he felt his balls begin vaguely pump as his orgasm started to build up. He had pawed off before, but the feeling that was no spreading through his nether regions was much stronger and more powerful than any other feeling he had ever experienced. And while his balls began to churn and his orgasm kept building up, Luna continued to pump his now fully erect cock with his knot quickly forming at the base. Suddenly, his sheath rolled all the way down to reveal his cock and knot in all it’s glory, the sheer size of the thing making Luna gape in amazement at what she was now seeing in front of her. Curious as the kit she was, she gave the knot an experimental squeeze with her left paw while her right paw kept rubbing the penis in front of her. The second she squeezed that knot. Chris clenched his teeth so tightly that he could swear they were about to crack. With a massive groan and a suppressed scream, Chris was pushed over the edge like he had never been able to push himself before. His lifegiving seed rushed through his urethra and spewed out of his tip, coating Luna’s fur in strands of sticky white cum. Luna squealed with the surprise, and tried to squirm herself away, but Chris had now grabbed a strong hold of her paws and kept them squeezed around the now throbbing and pulsing, not to mention rock hard, cock which was now spraying the white stuff at a tremendous speed and strength. Then, as quickly as it started, it was over. With no female walls that pumped his knot and cock for dear life, his erection did not last for more than a minute before it started to deflate again. As Chris panted to regain the immense amounts of strengths he had lost in pure ecstasy, Luna curiously scooped up some of the white stuff with her finger and gave it an experimental taste. <> she squealed with a laughter as she used her whole paw to scrape the stuff from her fur. Chris had messed her up big time. He had gotten semen all over her face, chest, belly, and had even gotten some on her swimsuit which laid in a loose pile on the floor. A few seconds passed as Chris kept panting, his tongue lolling out of his muzzle and dripping with lust-filled saliva from his orgasm. Luna had by now scooped up all the semen she could get a hold of and eaten it all. With her fur decently cleaned, she stood up to her feet and smiled at Chris. Her eyes were gleaming with joy and happiness. <> she said with a voice which was shaking with joy. Chris was too lost in his afterglow to note how Luna blushed under her fur; her legs shifting around uncomfortably as he kept panting. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, his focus was regained as his penis slowly but surely became more and more flaccid, slowly returning to its furry cover. <> Chris tried to speak, but his body would not comply as it was still spent after his orgasm. <> Luna completed his sentence with a smile bigger than any smile she had ever given him. Chris smiled at the girl and nodded. <> Luna spoke as she swiftly pulled up Chris’ trunks to cover his still deflating cock, <>. Chris could see a mischievous smile at the corner of her muzzle as she looked up at him, her right paw reaching for the door handle. The rest of the day passed relatively quickly for Chris and Luna after that. After they had both regained their breath after what they had just done, Chris guided Luna to the showers where they both took a long, hot, soothing shower. Luna could not wait to pull Chris’ trunks once again, and eagerly began kneading his sheath again, wanting more of the strange white substance he had spewed out. To her disappointment though, his cock was stuck in his sheath, so after hearing Chris squeal and yelp for a solid five minutes, she finally gave up and peeled her swimsuits from her body to shower herself. Chris could not help but look over her body once again. This time his eyes scanned her entire body, from toe to ears. <> Luna asked him. <> Chris responded, not sure how to explain her the process of the bee and the flowers. <>. Chris said to himself as he looked the kit over, her beautiful body shining in the faint light of the bulbs in the roof above them. Chris was relieved to be given an excuse not to tell the kit about the reproductive process, as just then, the boys in the pool decided they had enough bathing and returned to shower. Luna giggled at the thought of seeing so many boys naked, wondering if species played a part of how they looked down there, but the boys kicked her out before she got the chance to see anything. Chris himself tried to shy away from the boys as they showered, afraid they would notice the white stains his trunks had gotten. Hours later, after cleaning up everything in the basement and erasing all traces from he and Luna’s naughty activities, Chris told the two girls to get themselves ready for the night. Luna could not help but giggle loudly as Chris guided her to the bathroom, very aware that Chris would follow her to her bed. Chris focused his attention on Lelei first, the young kitten not interested in going to bed at all, but after a bit of back and forth she fell asleep in her bed. Than it was Luna’s turn. <> She squealed with joy. <> he responded. What he saw as he turned his attention to her left him frozen as an icicle. The kit was naked as the day she was born, her fur standing fluffy and proud as the fox girl approached him. He was left speechless as the girl reached for his pants, undid his belt, and swiftly pulled them down along with his underwear. <> she told him with a smile. A second later, she wrapped her lips around his sheath and began sucking. Chris gasped as the girl unintentionally gave him the first blowjob of his life, his cock immediately waking up from its sleep. Despite his orgasm only mere hours ago, his cock began swelling again, quickly filling the muzzle of the girl in front of him. Luna giggled as she felt the cock swelling in her muzzle, the taste of Chris’ essence still lingering on the soft skin. Luna intensified her sucking, now lolling her tongue around his tip, making sure to lick every little spot on the organ. Chris moaned loudly as his cock was sucked hard by the kit, almost on the verge of being painful. In under a minute, the inexperienced kit got his cock standing at full attention, quickly deep throating the thing as she eagerly cleaned it of the white stuff she had taken a liking for. Chris was on a knife’s edge at that point. One side of his mind wanted to tell the kit off and scold her for doing such a dirty and naughty action as sucking his cock, whilst the other part was yelling “To hell with it!”, wanting to just give the kit what she was asking for. Chris was ripped out of his thoughts as the kit sucking his cock playfully began to squeeze and massage his balls; her touch gentle and soft as silk. The sucking and the fondling combined turned out to be too much for the teenager as he grabbed a hold of Luna’s ears and howled out as his second orgasm of the day ripped through his body. His orgasm was mostly dry though, thanks to this being his second orgasm, but his cock did still pump out a small amount of semen into the young kit’s muzzle, of which she eagerly lapped up and swallowed. Chris began panting again as his cock began retreating into it’s sheath for the second time in a day. Luna smiled up at him from her kneeled position; <>. She gave him a strong hug and thanked him for the “drink” as she called it. Chris was still panting as the girl gave his cock a playful squeeze and wishing him a good night. <> Chris asked in his ecstasy as he watched the girl walk off into the walkway towards her bathroom. The girl simply turned around and smiled at him with a smile he had never seen from her before; <> at that comment she resumed her walking, her tail swooshing importantly behind her as she disappeared up a flight of stairs. <> Chris said to himself as he pulled his pants back up, his cock sore from having two orgasms in one day. “Well Chris you lucky boy, seems like you got yourself into the mess today.” Chris thought to himself as he returned to the living room. “Not only did you see the kit you were supposed to watch over strip herself in front of you; you got yourself a pawjob and even a blowjob from the gal to top it all off.”. he sat down in the couch in the living room. It was a two seater, but Chris knew from experience that Mrs. Catwik never allowed her children to sit in it. They had to use one of the uncomfortable yellow plastic chairs. Chris continued to think about his day as the minutes ticked away. How he would explain this to Mrs. Catwik if his actions ever came out. How his parents would react when they get to know he got sucked off by a nine-year-old. He tried to keep his mind away from the young girl, but the image of her naked body standing there in front of him, and the image of her beautiful muzzle sucking his dick off, was plastered all over his eyes. His balls ached just at the thought of that wonderful blowjob the girl had given him, it was beyond anything he had felt before, though not as intense as the pawjob she had given him in the bathroom. “Well, seems like I won’t be going to heaven any day soon.” Chris thought to himself as he got himself comfortable in the couch, deciding that a nap would help him clear his mind. He was awoken two hours later as his phone started buzzing, indicating someone was calling him. He looked at the clock. 2:34 A.M. Shit! Mrs. Catwik would kill him if she knew he was still at her place at this time of day. But to his surprise, when his eyes cleared up, he saw that Mrs. Catwik was the one calling him. <> he answered the call, a bit groggy. <>. <> Chris interrupted the cat as she gasped for breath. <<4days at the very minimum. Probably a week if things go really bad.>>. <> Chris answered. <>. <> Chris whispered, forgetting he was still on the phone. <> Mrs. Catwik asked. <> Chris continued. <> Mrs. Catwik ended the call. Chris looked at his phone, the buzz tone all that was coming off from it. Chris sighed as he returned to the couch, this time grabbing a pillow and a thick blanket from a small chest stowed away in a corner. As he made himself comfortable, he quickly wrote down a message for his mom. “Catwiks gone for a few days. Staying over at her place to look for her girls.”. Chris laid himself down on the couch, with clothing and everything, not bothering to undress. As he drifted off into the world of dreams, he knew one thing for sure: Tomorrow was gonna be one hell of a interesting day. To be continued…