Mallory woke up with a yawn, her large breasts shaking gently as she stretched. She absentmindedly scratched at her lower back before looking to her right, her favorite human watching her from the doorway after calling her by her name.

She smiled brightly at Guy, her naked beauty in her half-asleep, disheveled state still radiant enough that he felt his face become warm.

"Morning, Papa Guy. Wanna come lay down with me and help wake me up?" She extended her arms to call him over.

"I don't know if we have the time, Mallory. I have some stuff to do in a few minutes."

He walked over and helped the girl up from the bed, leaning down to give her a kiss on the lips, as was her expectation if he refused her invitation to wake-up sex. She took one of his hands and placed it on one of her ass cheeks with a grin, then hugged him and pulled her clothes out in preparation for the day.

"You came to ask me something, though. What are we gonna do today?"

Guy nodded. 

"I'm taking in Ev's car to be serviced right now, but I figured we can eat lunch at the mall. Katie wanted me to pick up a custom made dress she's ordered, and it won't be ready until then. I took Annie last time, so I figured you would want to come this time. Sorry if I woke you up a bit early, but Katie made breakfast already."

"I always like alone time with you, so it makes me happy when you ask. I'll be down in a bit, okay?"

The fox pulled her tight fitting shirt and capris pants on, her usual attire the family had long since stopped asking about. She claimed her form fit clothes helped support her butt and bust, and reduced the stimulation that would make her aroused, though no one had noticed her act any different when talked into bikinis or dresses. She was set in her ways, and it was best to just ignore it, as no one in public seemed to notice or care, either.

Today, she hoped the utmost comfort of her wardrobe choices did the trick, at least until she was back home. Her summer heat was kicking in, the bane of some anthro cultures. They could have sex year round, but the old vestigial cycles were still around in foxes and cats, making a normally controllable appetite for sex into an increasingly frustrating one until their needs were met.

Down in the kitchen, Mrs had plated some waffles, bacon and eggs, and was in the middle of argument with Counting Cougar over the use of her expensive glasses for juice, which sat on the kitchen island. Mallory grabbed one and gulped it down quickly, making sure to set it down gently before sitting next to Josh and Annie, who had dressed and come down while she was talking to Guy.

Mallory felt a tingling rush move through her body, as she ate the bacon, taking her by surprise. Her pussy immediately ached, crying out for release, and she wiped a light sweat from her velvety brow as she tried to finish the meal as quickly as possible.

Annie looked over at her between bites of waffle. "You okay, jugs?"

Mallory quivered as she tried to suppress her needs, and nodded uneasily as she snapped up the eggs and tore into her waffles. She wolfed everything down, trying not to choke as she washed down her bites, then excused herself and raced back upstairs, Mrs. asking her if she needed help. 

Annie shrugged and turned to Josh, speaking with her mouth full to his annoyance. "I hope she doesn't have that heat stuff you guys get, could you imagine that at the mall?"

He wiped the crumbs off his face with a frown. "I go with you to the store, you bunny. Can't be much worse."

Annie stuck her tongue out at him and they both giggled.

The fox quickly pulled a phallic toy from a drawer, hoping it would keep her in check long enough to spend time with Guy, not wanting Mrs to cancel her plans. The house rule was all heats are to be dealt with at home, and she was terrified he would take someone else and leave her behind.

Mallory pulled her pants down and leapt onto the bed, desperately stuffing it into herself, determined no one find out.

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A couple hours later, near lunch time, Guy was curious why Mallory hadn't come out yet, and when he called to her, she hurriedly came downstairs, adjusting her clothing with a light blush. She then practically threw herself onto him, her breasts slamming into his chest in such a way her landing was softer than he expected, and he thought of a pet name.

"You okay there, pillow fox?"

Mallory snorted and smiled as she nuzzled her nose into his shirt and sniffed at him with a smile. He caught a familiar whiff of sex from her, and was confused she hadn't tried to rope him into it again.

"I'm just happy to see you, Papa Guy. Why pillow fox?"

"You landing on me made me think of when you woke up, you looked as soft as your pillows."

Mallory looked down and grabbed at her breasts, Guy laughing.

"I meant the pillows in bed, but yeah, those too. You ready to go?"

The fox nodded happily. "Uh huh!"

As they walked to the car, she felt her loins begin to ache again, but kept quiet. No one was going to take her day with Guy away.

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At the mall, Mallory kept her urges in check long enough for them to eat, fidgeting nervously as she ate her food court pizza. The need to fuck had been steadily building, and while she'd lasted a good half hour so far by snuggling up to Guy almost intrusively, the toy hadn't been enough and it was overwhelming her again. She finished up her meal, and with a final wipe of her salivating maw, decided she wasn't willing to wait anymore.

"Papa Guuuuy~ what do you think all these people would say if you bent me over and took me right heeeere?"

"I think we'd be asked to leave if lucky, and if unlucky, Kitty would have to drop in and ask why I thought it was a good idea to fuck you in front of Mario's."

"Well then we have a problem, Papa. I need cock, and I'm gonna get it, from you, and you're gonna give it to me. Now."

He was incensed by her being this callous, and pointed his finger at the demanding girl with an angry, raised voice. 

"Who the hell do you think you are? You know damn well you don't speak to me like that. Ever."

Mallory shook with a hesitant fear, scared by his anger, but the haze started to push itself back into her attitude. "But, I need that cock."

His frown didn't fade, so she added, "...Please?"

Guy thought back on her behavior before they left, and a thought came to him. One he didn't like at all. 

"Are you in heat?"

A coy look crossed her face and she looked away from him. "...Yeeeeeeesss." 

The fox's maw opened and she licked her lips and teeth, the wild hunger in her eyes a warning to Guy she wasn't in control of herself.

"God damn you, girl, you know the rules on sex *before* you go out. You know I don't want to indulge in that garbage Evelyn does in public. Can you hold it until we get home?"

"No, can't... control. Need your cum. Please..."

Mallory began to shake, her nipples rock hard through her shirt. She was doing all she could to keep herself from jumping the table and fucking him by force, knowing he would overpower her and that she'd lose him. Her eyes teared up in frustration, the watery blue orbs betraying her understanding how badly she'd screwed up.

Guy balled his fists in anger, knowing if he tried to make her wait he'd be fighting her off of him. He loved the girl, in spite of her frustrating choices when it came to their time together, and her tears weren't helping.

"The dress store has a quiet dressing room area in the back. We're going there, now."

"...okay. Thank-"

"-And if you ever do this again, Mallory, We will not go anywhere together unless you've been fucked by everyone else in the house first so you're too tired to be a burden on me. Don't pull this stunt on me again."

The fox looked at the man in fear as he stood up and tossed away their trash. She quickly walked up to him, her gentle side attempting to take his hand, then her hunger taking over and she ended up grabbing him by the arm. He barely reacted as they power-walked to the dress store across the court, and when she had to detach from him to be able to fit through the clothing racks, he barely slowed down.

"Papa, wait!"

As she cleared the last of them, he stood at the dressing area door expectantly, allowing her to pass. When he closed it, the bustling sounds of the mall instantly disappeared, and she watched him closely as he walked through the last changing room door. Guy then unzipped his pants and pulled himself out, half hard from the anticipation that built as they walked.

"Get to it, I guess."

Mallory made hardly any noise as she dropped to her knees and stuffed him into her mouth, though the hungry greed inside her was far from quiet as she sucked him. The moans, wet noises were obscenely loud as she bobbed on him, and she gripped his ass as she opened her throat, her tongue working the underside of his cock as she took him all the way down. He felt himself pulled into her with each movement of her head, the girl working him so hard he felt himself about to cum faster then he expected.

"Mallory for the love of god slow dooooownnnngh-" The fox tried to stop, but it was too late. His cum flooded into her mouth as she pulled back, and onto her muzzle and nose. Guy shook as she grumbled and jerked his shaft to get the rest out onto her tongue, licking and swallowing it all up.

"The hell? I thought you wanted actual sex, that could have waited."

Mallory slapped at his shaft in attempt to keep him hard, then reached into her purse pulled a performance lozenge, holding it up to his face with a pleading look.

"I do... I was hungry." He let it dissolve on his tongue and watched Mallory pull her pants down and assume position, bent over the backless bench seat. Her lips were so soaked he couldn't imagine that no one had smelled it, and as her perky ass swayed, he felt himself become rock hard as a wave of energy came over him.

"These normally don't work this fast."

"Emergency ones, they don't last as long either. Please, Papa Guy, please, I hurt so much, it's like my butt is on fire. I need you inside me."  

She'd hoped she wouldn't ruin her day with Guy, and yet here they were in some dressing room, he having to change his plans for an easy afternoon to attend to her needy drive.

Guy grabbed her by the hips and pushed himself into her firmly without a word, the fox gasping sharply as he took control and immediately began to fuck her, pushing her forward as he did so.

"You want cock, fine, here. Just stop begging."

Mallory was in ecstasy as the man drilled her cunt, the wet slaps against her ass and pussy as arousing as the feeling of being fucked. Guy grabbed her waist firmly as he worked her, and every time he pulled back, she squeezed her insides to grip him, her asshole winking as if to invite him into it as well. She lifted her shirt to grope at her chest, her tongue out as she watched the man fuck her in the mirror. 

She watched the flesh of her ass ripple with each impact, her breasts swaying in counterbalance, and the drool from her snatch, the erotic scene as she grabbed her nipples and pinched them, a hard orgasm exploding from deep inside her pussy and ending in her chest, causing her to gasp for breath.

Guy noticed the same mirror, self conscious as the ravenous fox watched him fuck her with a look he found both intimidating and exhilarating. He shook as his own orgasm hit, cumming deep inside the wailing fox as he pushed her forward on the bench, almost causing her to fall over.

He pulled himself out of her with a wet pop, then, still hard, he pulled her up by the shoulder and turned her around. Guy then picked her up by the waist and pushed her against the wall, the girl placing her arms around his shoulders and opening her legs to receive him again, wrapping them around him as he entered her again with a deep breath.

"This stuff is strong, Jeez. But I think I'm going to cum again pretty fast."

The girl kissed him on the lips. "Give it to me, Papa Guy."

The man grunted as he resumed fucking the fox, her wet lips making any attempts to be quiet now a waste of time as each impact echoed through the changing area. Mallory nuzzled against Guy as he thrust into her with everything he had, happy he'd pinned her and taken her like she belonged to him. When his breaths became uneasy, she nibbled the lobe of his ear with a sultry sigh.

"I love you."

The man slammed into her hard enough she came from the impact, the two shaking as he came inside her. Once the moment stopped, he gently let Mallory down, then pulled his pants up shakily, his rapid heart rate making him clumsy as he adjusted his dick back in his pants. Guy then sat on another bench seat close by, out of breath and sweaty. He took a few deep breaths, and after wiping his forehead, watched her ass quake as she tried to regain control of herself.

Mallory took a towel and wiped the cum leaking from her pussy, lapping it up with a moan, then pulled her pants up. The girl then plopped herself in his lap, cooing at his still hard cock straining against his leg.

"That's not gonna go down yet, Papa."

"I know."

She then wrapped her arms around him, plastering kisses all over his face in hopes he forgave her.

"I really messed up, I'm sorry. I didn't want you to bring someone else."

"I would have... helped you at home and we would have done this later. Not really happy, still."

"You weren't gonna bring Annie and leave me home?"

Guy looked into her eyes, her confused sadness tiring.

"No, no, I would have brought you after I helped."

Mallory squeezed him tightly, kissing him on the lips as if he'd be taken away if she didn't hold on tight.

"It's my job to ensure you're happy, I messed up treating you like this."

"I forgive you. Are you going to need more 'help?'

Mallory sat silently for a moment, then hesitantly nodded.

"I'll need it again pretty soon, but if we hurry and get her dress, we can make it to the car and I'll-"

Guy pulled her off of his lap and leapt up, then took her by the hand, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek. "Let's get our asses in gear."

They quickly wound their away around the racks, reaching the customer service desk. After a few frantic moments of searching for the receipt, Guy found it in his pocket, taking great care to avoid drawing attention to his cock pushed down one leg, the strain painful enough it was making him tired. Once they had the bag, they bolted out of the store, the long walk out and to the car on the other side of the mall not made any faster by his double time pace. 

Mallory did her best to keep up, avoiding running into other people as they weaved through the crowd. With the exit door finally in sight, Guy's legs felt wobbly, the combination of frantic sex, their hurried pace, and the strain from his groin proving too much. 

With a thud, he landed on a bench just short of their escape, and between breaths, pointed to the door. "Go, get to the car. I'll be there in bit."

"I'm not leaving you here, Papa Guy."

"And I can't fuck you here, Mal. There are people around."

The fox looked around, then smiled, and with a quick motion, her hands went behind her, a ripping sound emanating from her pants.

"Sure you can, Papa."

"What are you-"

She quickly unzipped his pants, his cock flying out and hardening to full mast again. Guy was frozen in horror as she turned her ass to him and bent over, the seam torn and her whole undercarriage visible. She grabbed his shaft and sat on it, though due to the angle of her approach, it slipped into her ass and she gasped as it quickly overcame resistance.

"Oh-ngh-ohhhh!" 

The fox shook heavily in his lap, not from pain but from the sudden orgasm she had as his cock pushed through and bottomed out, a testament to how purpose built for sex she was. She giggled as she came back down from it, a tease in her voice that calmed his concerns he'd just hurt her.

"That was the wrong hole! Naughty Papa Guy, taking advantage of my tight butt like this~"

"I didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, I like it up the butt too. Is this hole fine?"

"I guess?"

"I used some lube cream this morning to play with it and I'm clean. Relax, now, I'll do the work."

Mallory began to move her butt gently and rhythmically, and the warmth of her insides sucked him in like a skilled mouth as she swayed her hips in his lap, gently lifting and lowering herself just enough no one would notice. It wasn't the first time she'd put him in her ass, but it was certainly the first time she'd done things like this. She leaned back against him and placed his arms around her, Guy resting his face against her neck as she continued to pump his cock with a happy sigh.

He looked around, and if anyone knew what they were doing, they weren't making a point to say so. She gently took one of his hands to her face and kissed it. 

"I love your big cock inside my tight fox asshole, Papa."

"Ngh... prefer when you talk sweet, it fits you better."

"Oh, okay. I love you, and I'm happy and my butt is happy too, Papa. You can give it love any time you want."

"Thought you weren't planning for this."

"I wanted all my holes filled, so it worked out. But it's nice, right?"

"It feels like you're sucking my dick with your ass. How do you do that? Mmnh, gonna cum in a bit."

"Miss Evie taught me. I'm gonna cum too by the way."

The fox shook on his lap and he pulled her in close to him, holding her tight. He moved her as discreetly as he could as he came deep inside her ass, the girl moaning quietly but contentedly as she was filled.

They sat in embrace for a moment, she happy her papa had helped and forgiven her, and he glad it was nearly over. As they came down from the afterglow, though, he realized he was still half erect inside her and had no idea how to get out of their predicament. 

"We're gonna need a plan to get out of here now, you know."

As if fate was listening, a woman with massive breasts nearly slipped on some of Mallory's fluids, causing her tits to fly out of of the top that was only barely containing them. The woman shrieked loudly, and as all attention turned to her, Guy tapped Mallory on her side and she leapt off his lap, semen spilling from her ass. He stuffed himself into his pants, half erect but less strained this time, and jogged after the girl out the door, her bare cheeks on display.

Once they made it to the car, he grabbed a towel from the back seat and threw it down for her to sit on, and with a huff, shook his head as he looked down at her lap. The seam was so split there was no chance of hiding her crotch, and with a grin, she pulled part of the towel over it. 

"I had fun today, Papa Guy. I'll warn you next time, promise."

 He laughed at the whole situation.

"So did I. And please never do that again."

End