Part two. As the vixen falls asleep I listen to her heart beat slow down to a steady pace along with her breathing. The walls of her intestine are slowly pulsing around me, occasionally pulling me deeper into her guts. I'm contorted and squeezed inside her slick passage and as I move deeper into her body I can feel myself losing consciousness. I remain relaxed and kiss against the silken flesh pressing against my face then whisper a quiet "Good night." to the vixen before I drift off to deep and peaceful sleep. As I begin to awaken I quickly realize that I am still inside the vixen's body and try to figure out which organ I ended up in while I slept. I am still inside of a long tube like organ, but this one smells and tastes different than her rectum and large intestine. It smells pungent and acrid, though not at all unpleasant. Also the passage feels more narrow than the last. Trying to squirm around results in the fleshy walls around me pressing in from every angle and pushing me head first through the slick tunnel until I hit a tight ring of muscle. The ring remains tightly sealed even though I am still being pushed against it. From the soft breathing sound and slow heart rate I can guess that she is still asleep, which means that I could be stuck there for quite some time. It fees like I stay that way for over an hour before I feel the vixen start to stir. She takes a deep breath and the walls around me tighten up even further. I feel her start to trot around and soon after jump and run, all the while she is making a whining sound. I try to figure out what could be going on and can only surmise that she is in some kind of pain from where I am inside her. I try not to move and relax my body to try and help to alleviate amy pain I might be causing her, but she keeps making the noise and running around more and more frantically until she suddenly stops. The tight organ entrapping me starts to pules in a series of quick rhythmic contractions and at the same time I can hear something flowing somewhere close to where I am. It takes me a few seconds to realize that I am feeling and hearing her peeing. I imagine how she must look then giggle at the thought of her squatting over my carpet and making a pool of her hot golden fluid. Then it hits me, I am not just close to her bladder, but I am en route to it. All I can do is wait until her body decides it's time to release me into her bladder before she can piss me out. I smile at my fate and enjoy my stay inside her while I wait for the muscular ring in front of me to open up. While I'm inside her the vixen simply explores the living room some more and cleans herself. The exploring part isn't so bad, in fact it feels rather nice to feel her body's inner workings around me. All the gurgling, sloshing, and squelching sounds her body makes. Not to mention the wonderful tightness, warmth, and sliminess of the part of the vixen's body I have found myself in. But when she bends at certain angles to groom herself it nearly snaps me in half as I am bent to odd angles. After several hours of being contorted and squeezed inside her the thin tube I'm in starts to fill with very musky fox piss every so slowly until I can't tell that it is filling any more. The tight ring blocking my path opens up soon enough and allows me to pass through. I plop into a more spacious, balloon like chamber followed by a steady flow of urine from both of her kidneys filling her bladder completely in roughly a minute or so after I enter. By the time she starts to whimper again I have been sloshed around in her full bladder for several minutes and am relieved when the pool of piss starts to recede, pulling me along with it. As I'm sliding through her urethra I can't help but think of it like it is some kind of perverted water slide. I fall a short distance to the ground and am pinned down by the heavy waterfall of hot vixen piss until she finishes. When I am able to, I open my eyes and it takes moment for me to adjust to the light after being in such a dark place for so long. Once I can see I look up at the vixen and realize she must have made me smaller so I would be able to move through her body. She notices me and I could swear that she is giving me an evil smile as she stares down at me in a fresh pool of her urine. I flash her a shrewd smile, "I hope you don't think you've degraded me at all. I enjoyed every second of being inside your beautiful body." She tilts her head to one side. Then she stomps a paw at me, the wind being strong enough to knocks me on my ass and bring my arms up in an instinctive block with my eyes shut tight. Not exactly the best reaction, but when you are facing a giant fox that could squish you you don't exactly think. At any rate, back to the story. When I open my eyes I am back to full size and she is still sitting in front of me with a semi worried look. I try to figure out what it could be and come to the conclusion that she must be hungry when I look at the clock and realize I had been inside her all day. I look down at the cute little fox and ask "You hungry girl?" She tilts her head to one side and perks her ears up, so I go and get the special food my friend left for her as well as a bowl for her to eat from. When I return she gives me the condescending look again. I smile at her and set the bowl down before giving her the amount recommended on the bag. While she happily munches the odd smelling dry food, I clean up the mess she made of my living room. Cleaning up her pee and fixing the cushions on the couch. I take the towels to the laundry room along with my clothes which completely reek of Eau de vixen. When I return she is finished eating and I sit to try and think of what to do next. I decide to watch some TV and grab the remote then grab a seat on the floor and channel surf until I find something interesting. I stop when I find a documentary about pigs. More specifically it's about the breeding aspect of being a pig farmer. The vixen seems to be just as interested in the show as I am. She even starts to get a bit wet while watching the huge six-hundred pound boar mate with a slightly smaller sow. He covered the floor not to mention the sow's legs and ass with so much sperm that it seemed like it was somehow faked. The vixen was getting more and more worked up to the point of fidgeting and grinding her moist twat against the carpet. After the boar finished mating with the sow he dismounted and his corkscrew shaped penis slid back into his body. The female's pussy was soaked with cum and had bits of what looked like thick white jelly hanging from her plush labia. The camera man was kind enough to zoom in as the farmer stepped up to explain that it was called a plug. He then explained how it worked. He said that it was a sticky and thick jelly like substance that clumps up and sticks to the vaginal wall and cervix to make sure most of the male's sperm stays deep inside the female's womb. He spread open her pussy lips, showing the gooey white stuff that was the plug staying firmly attached to her spread labia like glue and fully blocking any of the male's cum from coming out. He goes on to explain that the boar can produce a far greater amount of semen than the average boar due to a special diet they raise the animals on. After he is done they start to talk about some of the aspects of the female's sexual anatomy. While they talk I can feel myself getting hornier by the second. So I decide to see if I can get the vixen to play with me again. She is laying on her side and rubbing at her love bud with a paw making a cute "yiff" sound as she does. I decide to try and help her out, but she has other plans. I almost don't believe what I see when she looks at the TV as her purple eyes glow with a magical light just before the huge boar on the screen appears in front of us. I stand perfectly still in case it is confused and tries to attack, but it snorts and walks straight up to the vixen and sniffs at her pussy. The huge boar licks at her dripping wet folds for a moment before the horny fox stands so he can mount her. To put it in easy to understand terms, I have an average body size and this boar is standing with its shoulder just a few inches under my chest and it is too big around for me to even come close to wrapping my arms around him. The vixen is small enough to curl up in my lap easily. Even with the size difference the boar stands over her and manages to spear his cock right into her wanting folds. The vixen's face is one of pure pleasure as the boar sinks his entire two and a half foot long cock into her. And, just like they showed on TV, the boar starts to cum almost immediately while at the same time starting to thrust and pump his ling thin cock in and out of the vixen's tiny body. Even though his member isn't very thick at all, the odd shape and length combined with the constant onslaught of thick white sperm flowing directly to her womb are making her pant and moan out in pleasure. I decide to get a good look at his nuts to see what she's in for and my jaw drops when I see them. It's like two basketballs have been stuffed into the smallest possible bag they could fit into, and every time he squirts into the vixen's wanting body both of them tighten up for a moment before relaxing only to do it again. I can't resist touching them and end up cradling them one in each hand and pressing my cheek against them. With my ear pressed against one I stop and listen. I get a lusty chill down my spine when I actually hear the boar's seed flowing through his testes and down into the vixen. Each time his sack seizes up and rises a bit it's like heaven to be so close to his wonderfully huge orbs. After a couple minutes of enjoying the rhythmic pulsing and flowing in the boar's sack I decide to see how the vixen is doing. I get a good laugh when I see that she has actually been bloated some by the large amount of sperm in her belly. To top it off not a single drop has leaked out of her tight pussy. She is still moaning out that "yiff" sound she likes to make. The only thing that changed was her posture. Her head has dropped down and she has her rump up and pressed firmly against the boar's body with her tail folded to the side opposite to where I'm looking giving me the perfect view of their union. The boar has stopped thrusting and is just standing over the tiny vixen pumping her full of his hot seed. I wonder how much she can take, so I decide to wait it out and watch her become a living cum balloon. The documentary said that these boars are special and can produce a larger amount of semen than regular boars, and judging by the size of his nuts he looks like he could give the little vixen quite a full belly. The only I wonder about is how long will it take for the huge boar to finish. I stop thinking about it and just watch them together, occasionally stroking myself a bit, but trying to save it for when they separate and I can lick the vixen's creamy pussy. As the time passes the vixen continues to keep every single drop of sperm inside her and she continues to grow in size until she looks like she is pregnant. I check the clock after watching them for a while longer. Its been over three hours since they started and I'm having the worst case of blue balls from holding back. Just as I'm thinking of cumming on the vixen's face the boar decides the fox has been filled up enough and steps backward to pull his long pink cock from her overfilled pussy. Even as the cork screw tip slips free of her she still doesn't leak at all. The vixen falls to her side and can't even close her back legs due to the size of er massive belly. She looks like she would give birth to at least a dozen or more fox pups at any moment. To top the wonderful image of her so bloated with another animal's jizz, her face is adorable. Her ears are pointed out to each side, she is smiling, her eyes closed, and her upper paws are on her swollen tummy. My attention snaps to the boar as he lays down and starts to fall asleep. Putting him out of my mind, I turn my attention back to the vixen. I put a hand on her tummy. Through the soft thick fur her belly feels hard like a watermelon and it's very warm. She makes a soft cooing sound as I stroke her tummy and wags her tail. But before I can have any fun she looks me in the eye and shrinks me down again. When I stop shrinking I am just over half a foot tall and the vixen is rolling to her feet. I watch her with a smile as she struggles at first, but manages to stand and turn around to. She lifts her tail and shows off her beautiful tail hole and pussy, which is still only leaking her clear fem cum. A drop stretches its way down to me and I move to let it hit me directly with an open mouth. It tastes wonderful and makes me want more. The vixen decides to stop teasing me and sits down slowly, almost as if she is letting me pick which hole I want to go in this time. I quickly weigh my odds and pick her pussy and stand in the right spot. Her labia touch my face and all the light disappears into a flash of slick pink flesh before being replaced with the darkness of her pussy. She makes the fluttering sound again as she slowly takes me into her body, the copious amount of lubrication making it so easy that I feel like I could slip out of her if she wasn't gripping me so tightly in her inviting folds. The boar's scent is still strong inside her and it's only turning me on even more. I start to hump against the soft wall of her vaginal canal. She can't control herself very well and tightens up too much as she stands and makes herself climax. The tight contractions and her rolling around in pleasure send me deep into the dark warm depths of her vulpine pussy. The scent and taste of her fluids mixed with the boar's are amazing and the soft flesh enveloping and caressing every inch of my body feels better than anything I could ever imagine. I reach her cervix shortly and realize why she isn't leaking any of the boar's semen when I get stuck to the plug he made. It is very sticky and seems to be pulling me into her womb. I try to tunnel my way through it rather than resist it, as the sticky stuff seems to want to pull things into her body, but it doesn't want to let anything out. I make my way through it and it feels amazing inside the huge pool of thick pig spunk filling the vixen's womb. I let myself drift around freely in her womb drinking some of the boar's cum every now and then. I am almost asleep when something distracts me. The taste of the cum changes drastically along with the texture. It goes from thick with some small soft blobs floating around into a thinner silky feeling fluid that seems to tingle with the amount of healthy sperm that are treating me like an egg and trying to get inside me any way they can. After a few seconds of trying to pin the flavor I realize that the crafty vixen managed to turn the Boar's semen into fox sperm. I begin to feel tired as I float aimlessly through the darkness of the vixen's cum inflated womb. She is starting to become sleepy as well and settles in somewhere to rest. While I float I think about the effects of having so much Verile fox cum I smile warmly as find myself once again drifting to sleep inside her body while listening to the soothing sounds all around me. Although this time from a much more spacious area. I stretch out and then relax, feeling warm and safe in the vixen's womb.