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Stay safe and healthy, y'all! ", "writing": "\t\"YO!! Got any ice cream left over in your truck, mister??\"\n\n\tBurton jumped from his perched position in his driver's seat and glanced back at the open ice-cream truck serving window to see a young feisty pink-furred cat-fox hybrid girl standing nearby, staring up at the outside menu with attentive focus. She wore a light summer top with a cut-off midriff that exposed her slim belly. Burton eyed her navel piercing with his keen avian eyes and felt a tiny glimmer of excitement. Finally, a potential customer who'd serve to be more than his money's worth! Burton had just about given up on doing any business in what he'd been told was a steady hub of ice cream commerce. He'd promised himself to give in for another few minutes before packing up and relocating to another dog park. At last, he received a budding customer - and not just any random slouch, this one looked positively radiant in her light summer attire and excitable demeanor.\n\n\t\"I've got plenty of flavors to spare, kiddo! You saw the menu, I take it?\"\n\n\t\"Reading it right now. There's so much variety!\" She said, jaw hung agape and pretty pink eyes opened wide. She was dumbfounded by such a vast choice of ice cream flavors he offered. Burton cracked his feathered knuckles and tied his serving apron tight in anticipation of her potential upcoming order. \n\n\t\"Take your time in deciding, little miss, I'm willing to hang out all day long, especially if it means serving my tasty treats to such a fine young lady such as yourself.\"\n\n\tHer cat-fox nose scrunched as she cocked her brow funny, ogling at the older crow-anthro, finally making direct eye contact. Her petite pink nose looked heart-shaped and slightly glimmering under the canopy of Burton's lightly-shaded ice cream truck. \n\n\t\"Goodness, do you always flirt with your customers??\"\n\n\t\"Aww, if I offended you, please forgive me. It's just that-\" Burton stood up, bonking his head hard against the roof of his truck, groaning in pain. She flinched in reaction, whistling aloud. Burton snickered at his misfortune, bending his bony avian knees to prevent another injury. \"Yeeesh, I'll feel that tomorrow...\"\n\n\t\"Are you okay? That seemed to be a bit painful. Maybe you should carve a hole into your roof to make more head-space?\"\n\n\t\"Haha! That idea has crossed my mind on more than one occasion, believe me.\" Burton crouched low and hobbled to the window, leaning forward to place his large black-feathered arm flat upon the ice cream truck's countertop. Burton looked strangely out of place nestled between pink plastic cups and long colorful straws with matching colorful plastic spoons. \"Okay, look, I apologize about the forwardness, you're my first customer in a long while, I'll admit. Welcome!\" Burton said.\n\n\t\"Am I your very first customer?\" The cute cat-fox asked him, now earnest with curiosity. Burton hung his head and sighed wearily, offering a suitable response to her question. \n\n\t\"Yeah. Silly, huh? I guess nobody is interested in ice cream today. Maybe I should've bought ingredients to make frozen cappuccinos instead, they'd probably form a line around the block for that sort of thing. Oregon youth and their coffee, ya know?\"\n\n\tShe snickered, brushing a stray lock of pink bangs free from her forehead. \"All too well. I've known quite a few guys from this neck of the coastal woods and believe me, they were all java junkies.\"\n\n\t\"Quite aptly so.\" Burton curved his grey-faded beak into a subtle smile. \"Burton's the name and ice cream is my game.\" He held his outstretched feathered hand over the counter. She wrapped her petite paw-padded dainty hand into his and embraced a very brief greeting handshake. \n\n\t\"I'm Peony. Nice to meet' cha, Burton!!\" She said, smiling wide and glorious. Her eyes were kind and considerate, full of vast knowledge and understanding. Burton felt deeply touched by her polite attitude. \"So, what's your 'Purple-Nurple Special'? That sounds a little weird. Is it tasty, maybe even grape-flavored?\"\n\n\t\"Actually that's best left to your own imagination.\" Burton let go of her hand and pulled his long ruffled-feathery arm back into the truck to glove up and get to work. \"Which means that it's a mystery. It could be grape, or sweet beets, plum, blueberry, maybe even sour apple flavored. Whatever kind of flavor it turns out to be, that's actually one of our- well, my most popular flavors. Especially since lots of folks just can't ever seem to make their minds up about what flavor to settle on. They love to be intrigued and mystified with a surprise.\"\n\n\t\"I see. And you have so many flavors to choose from, so I'd hate to be a burden to you, especially since I'm your first customer of the day and all.\" Peony said, shuffling in place, rolling her shoulders. She fidgeted at a golden, shiny pierced bulb on her pointy cat-fox earlobe. Burton suspected she may have been nervous or anxious and used her piercing to ease her tension, a quick rub for good measure and stress alleviation. \n\n\t\"No burden at all! In fact, feel free to request a taste-test of any flavor you'd like! As I said before, miss Peony - I can hang out all day if it means I get a chance to offer service to such a nice and lovely young feline such as yourself.\" Burton said, hoping he wasn't laying his flirtations on too thick.\n\n\t\"Peony works for me! No need to act formal, even though that's very polite of you, mister Burton. And I'm actually part fox as well.\" Peony said with a curved cat's grin upon her fluffy vixen-hybrid cheeks. Burton nodded and grinned with reassurance. \"Honestly, I'm in no mood for anything too creamy, had more of a fruit-tarty craving initially. So! I'll order one of your Purple-Nurples! If I like it enough, I might come back later to get a few more.\"\n\n\t\"Oooh, that'd be quite considerate of you! Sure thing, Peony, I'll bring one out to you right away! Just sit tight and admire the scenery. Lots of nice dogs out today with their owners.\" Burton said, retreating to the back of his van to open up a large freezer. \n\n\t\"You can say that again, bird-boy.\" Peony said beneath her breath, glancing out towards the busy stretch of hexagonal-shaped enclosed space, admiring all the different breeds in attendance. She saw a big group of feral dogs running amok, chasing after chew toys and balls and tails and butts to sniff and random people to greet. Peony felt particularly thrilled to be present on such a busy turnout sort of day. \n\n\tAs Peony watched an elderly woman rub a chihuahua's head with loving reassurance, Burton rummaged through boxes and bags to seek out a fresh special for the lovely young cat-fox girl who decided to approach him out of the blue for ice cream deliciousness. Burton felt eternally grateful to her for her patronage. He'd hoped his small quips towards the vixen-feline girl didn't receive any flak, though she seemed to simply brush his words off without much thought. Perhaps she'd grown accustomed to being flirted with by others? All considered, she was quite a visually attractive hybrid cat-fox. Burton understood why she would prefer to maintain a certain level of confidence in her outlook and approach towards others. \n\n\t\"Ah! Here we go!\" Burton said, reaching deep into a scattered corner of his in-truck freezer to yank out a shiny glimmering purple popsicle, radiant and dazzling when held under direct sunlight. He cawed out of habit and huddled his way back to the window, slamming the freezer door shut with his spindly bird-foot, latching it shut tight to secure the chill for his entire inventory, thus protecting his livelihood. \n\n\t\"One Purple-Nurple for a pretty pink princess!\" Burton said, practically bowing in a gentlemanly fashion as he handed Peony the popsicle, wrapped in a thin sheet of cellophane. Its popsicle stick had a darker wooden shade than most. \n\n\t\"Woah, I love it when guys call me a princess! Thank you kindly, sir Burton! I'm happy to do business with you.\" Peony said, placing a five-dollar bill down upon Burton's ice cream truck counter. The crow anthro pressed buttons on a cash register and popped a till out to place the billfold into a designated plastic-gripped slot, aiming to remove change for the cat-fox. Peony removed the cellophane wrapper and shoved it into a nearby trash receptacle, then lapped at the popsicle and saw Burton counting out change. She shook her head and placed her hand-paw upon the surface of the open window's countertop. \"Oh, no need to give me back any change. Keep it for yourself!\"\n\n\tBurton glimpsed back at Peony with genuine shock and pleasant surprise. \"Oh? Are you sure?\"\n\n\t\"Consider it a tip. Favor for a favor. I'm your first customer, the least I can do is offer you a little thanks. Besides, I don't see any tip jars nearby, so maybe you can get one going now.\" She said, giving Burton a friendly wink and a sweet shiny-toothed grin. Burton nodded and felt his heart fill up with profound admiration for Peony and her super-skimpy summer outfit. He was glad to serve to her. If Burton was lucky, maybe she'd tell her friends where she got her popsicle and then he'd start doing proper business. \n\n\t\"I'll be sure to do just that. Thanks again! Enjoy and let me know later on what flavor you got, if I'm still around! I might hang out for another few hours, depending on how things go from here on out.\"\n\n\tPeony nodded and gave Burton the crow-anthro a thumbs-up. \"Will do!\"\n\n\tAs she walked away from his truck of routine self-entrepreneurial ownership, Burton felt a touching and compassionate gratitude emanate from his heart and mind. He was lucky to have not only a new customer, but a very attractive one as well. Burton wondered if he'd ever see her again for certain as he returned back to his driver's seat to perch himself into place, waiting for another customer to come knocking with interest in one or two of many choices he offered in ice cream flavors. He opted to turn on the jingle tune and decided against it, choosing instead to bask in the commerce of dog-owners and laughing, playing children. Burton hoped he'd see Peony again at least once more before the day's absolute conclusion.\n\n\t~\n\n\tPeony snuck away from the hustle-bustle of gathered dog-owner crowds and socializing park-goers to consume her popsicle in private. \n\n\t\"Oh jeez, I hope he didn't drug this popsicle up somehow. He couldn't stop drooling over me! If he didn't have a beak, he probably would have. Gosh, what a delightful pervert. But I can't complain! He was also pretty friendly. How ironic that I'd be his very first customer. Okay then, time to get au naturale! These pants ride my damn ass so hard, it's totally obnoxious.\"\n\n\tIn a brief sustained flash of mere seconds, Peony shed herself free from her skimpy clothes, stretching her arms over her head and feeling completely liberated. \n\n\t\"Not today, wedgie Satan! If I wanted an enema, I'd call upon my doctor first.\"\n\n\tFor Peony, going nude was a way to help unwind, to freshen up and destress a little. She knew some girls who fired weapons at target practice ranges. She knew other girls who drove fast cars through heavy traffic. A few girls she knew even let their fathers act out upon illicit urges, going so far as to let their dads have taboo intercourse with them when the need arose to become particularly naughty. Peony enjoyed honoring shameless voyeuristic impulses. Even though she was well out of sight, she couldn't help but feel a weird hankering arousal towards the idea of any random passerby walking upon her and feeling a wild impromptu desire to acquaint with her nude self. Doubtful over such a thing happening in this particular dog-park she was now relaxed in, Peony savored the zesty taste of her popsicle while sat down spread-legged upon a small mound of dampened grass and yellowing dandelion leaves. The day was especially ideal, sunny and warm with a light breeze. The perfect conditions to streak in public. No fear of rainfall or stifling heat in sight for miles.\n\n\t\"Pervert or no pervert, that old crow sure knows his stuff with yummy ice cream! I can't even tell what flavor this is but it is freaking GOOD! Fruity like nothing I've ever tasted before. What's his secret, I wonder?\" Peony pondered unto herself before sliding the frozen phallic treat back between her lips to suck and lap at its icy-cool surface, gazing upon it with enigmatic curiosity, like a scientist observing a rare artifact. \n\n\tA sudden lively fantasy of being accosted by a random wild stray dog infiltrated Peony's train of thought. She imagined seeing a Rottweiler or Doberman with a taste for popsicles approach her from behind a nearby bush. A random horny dog with a craving for icy fruity treats or tasty nude cat-fox girls feeling insightful urges of summer heat. She grew slightly damp at the idea as she licked at her popsicle, imagining it to be a frozen dog's dick. She blushed as she tried to lap at the popsicle like a penis, developing a hankering for a furry friend to court her with rough intensity. She wondered if hearing the dogs playing nearby didn't somehow subconsciously provoke her in a lewd illicit manner, sitting nude and feeling increasingly aroused by the idea of being discovered by nearly anyone.\n\n\t\"Jeez, lighten up, girl. Breathe in, and breathe out. You came here to relax and let loose a little, having this popsicle is just an added bonus. That's all. Stop letting your mind go to the gutter, it'll be okay. Besides, I can always approach a close friend for a little pleasure if the need arises.\" Peony reassured herself.\n\n\tYes, a friend with benefits, one who would do her with grace and affirmative pleasure. Could she be expected to wait it out for that long, though? Peony loved and hated these month-by-month phases of scathing delirious feline-based heat. She loathed the urges and yet embraced the vast sweltering moments of raw uninhibited lust that squirmed through her non-stop. Peony refused to become far too distracted, instead focusing on her popsicle, trying not to let it melt far too quickly, despite finding a fairly cool shaded area for enhanced privacy.\n\n\t~\n\n\t\"Snort it, you old shepcoon fucker! Go on, you'll never have better blow than this in your life, believe me! I tell ya, dog, it'll make the hairs on your nuts stand and salute the fuckin' flag.\"\n\n\t\"That's not entirely unpleasant, but are you sure you've got no more weed left?\"\n\n\t\"Nope! A few pothead regulars bought out all the ganja I had stashed away already. Sorry, Maximus! You know how it is, though. Business is business and I've gotta keep a steady influx of supply and demand afloat, homie. Ya dig those vibes, soul brutha?\"\n\n\t\"Yeah, I understand. No problem.\"\n\n\tMaxwell nodded his shepherd-raccoon head, rolling his eyes with a mocking hint of sarcasm. His left eye had a pale-green glass ocular fitted into place which provided a strange heterochromia effect with his natural light brown right eye. His eye patch cloth was misplaced somewhere, most likely in a washload back home somewhere. Scars adorned the left side of his raccoon-masked cheek and chest as he tugged at a tank-top with a Nine Inch Nails logo printed upon the front, stood beside a scurvy older rat anthro. \n\n\t\"Honestly, Buddy? I'd say that's a shame. I prefer marijuana. No offense, but I kinda sorta hate powdered drugs. Heroin is fucked, as is ketamine. I'm not even huge on cocaine. Are you sure this blow is really all that?\"\n\n\t\"Dude-bro, would I ever lie to you? How long have we been doin' business, you and I?\"\n\n\t\"I guess you've got a point. Okay, I'll take a tiny whiff, but if it tastes like shit, I'm going to a competitor to seek out fresh homegrown pot, got it? Fuckin' hate getting low on my weed.\"\n\n\t\"Understood, Maxwell! Mister Burn-a-doe himself, in the flesh! Right here and now, dude! Y'all ain't got a damn thing to worry 'bout with ol' Buddy! I'll make sure ya get the best of the best, better n' the rest and at a fraction of the askin' price, ya dig them vibes, broskey?\"\n\n\tMax nodded and smiled at Buddy, his rat-anthro dealer. Max had met Buddy at Sassafrass McSapphire's bar and grill during an especially heated karaoke night on a random Thursday in Grants Pass. Buddy offered Max some of the most potent and incredibly smooth sativa strain he'd ever smoked, even more concentrated than anything Calli Crimshaw herself could hope to obtain and Max had looked to Calli for his weed-fix for a few years, ever since she had met and fallen in love with Bradley Cyphers, his guitarist and soul-brother in arms. But only recently had Calli been legitimately out-smoked by Buddy, for the gangly scrawny older rat-guy possessed insane weed that could make Snoop Dogg himself faint in a hazy daze.\n\n\tMax smiled and grabbed for a small rolled-up dollar bill that Buddy held out to him, reluctantly ramming one end of the makeshift straw into his nostril and crouching down upon his knees on the ground below Buddy's knapsack to place the other end on a small mirrored-surface plate of glass with a small line of white crystalized substance scraped out in a perfectly straight-shot upon its reflective surface. The sun glinted bright and fierce, shining upon Max's face from above, illuminating the fur beneath his chin. As much as Max hated powdered drugs, he also truly loathed turning down an offer from anyone with the means to provide a little sweet release unto him. Max didn't like playing the rude buyer role if he could help it. \n\n\tBuddy scoped the area to ensure nobody unsavory had caught wind of their dirty deeds as Max inhaled through his nose and snorted the powder in a mad-dash rush. He landed flat on his butt and immediately felt a churning sensation emanate through his body, starting in his mid-section and coursing through his chest, sending waves of over-sensitivity through his neck and limbs. Buddy chuckled then went immediately silent, staring at Max with dawning realization and horror, eyes wide with avid shock. \n\n\t\"Oh fuck, did I give you the wrong shit, amigo?\" Buddy exclaimed, nearly whispering to himself. He rummaged through his knapsack and fished out the small baggie that he'd opened for Max. He read the label and smacked his fur-lined forehead, reading what he'd accidentally given Maxwell to snort. Feral Times. Fucking Feral Times. Buddy could hardly believe his peering eyes. This was a first for him.\n\n\t\"Sweet Jeez-laweez. Sorry, shepcoon, I think the effect should evaporate in a few hours tops.\" Buddy said to Max, who was now writhing and groaning in pain on the ground before Buddy. They were also hiding out of sight, nestled within a dense forest, surrounded by thick pine and cedar trees, far away from the busy commerce of the nearby dog park. Max's body crumpled into a fetal curled position and his knees popped as his hands and feet shrunk into dog-paws, losing their human-like proportions in a flash. Max belched uncontrollably, yelping with strings of high-pitched barks that seeped from his shifting opened mouth. Max's dreadlocks slithered and sunk into his skull, sprouting a patch of short blonde fur from the top of his canine head that glistened in the afternoon sun. Max's tank-top and polyester shorts both fell free from his body in the midst of his sudden burst of transformation. Buddy collected his rejected clothing to hold onto when Max decided to return back to retrieve them, suggesting if he ever would. For all Buddy knew, Max might get lost miles away from the local dog park and wake up in a freaking corn field, nude and confused and aching like mad-crazy all over his body..\n\n\t\"I'm so damn stupid, can't believe I flubbed that one up so bad!!\" Buddy said, smacking his forehead again with the palm of his leather-padded scrawny hand-paw. His large front teeth jutted out in a sneer as Buddy condemned himself for not taking a closer look at his wares before offering Max a small sample. \"Fuck, dude. I hope you don't have any dates to attend in the next few hours.\" Buddy heard profound hilarity in his words and cackled aloud, laughing at the absurdity of the situation at hand.\n\n\tBuddy witnessed Maxwell shift from an anthro with a heavy weed dependency to a full-blown German shepherd with raccoon-like features, standing in full-on feral fashion before his very eyes. Max wagged his tail and panted, tongue lolling from his mouth, dangling over his lower lips. Buddy secured Max's clothing in his pack and held his hand out, letting Max walk over to him to sniff his scrawny ragged fingertips. Buddy noticed a tiny smudge of blue powder upon Max's snout and wiped it clean, a subtle side-effect of Feral Times inhalation. Max barked and tried to trample over the rat-guy with his large front paws, hoping to engage in friendly playful nibbling. Buddy shooed him off and Max quickly lost interest. Max suddenly caught onto a very luscious scent in the air that latched onto his attention, drawing him away from Buddy, heading towards a nearby dense copse of surrounding trees and ferns. Buddy sat still in place, trying to process and register what just happened to the shepcoon grunge-rocker who'd hoped to score some quality smoke not even five minutes prior. Buddy rubbed his slender rat muzzle and pondered how long it would take for him to reacquaint with Maxwell, something he knew would happen eventually, hopefully sooner than later.\n\n\t~\n\n\tMax ran at breakneck speed through the backwoods of his favorite dog-park, ascertaining the location of the delicious scent that he was now tracking with profound diligence. He caught a strong whiff of tart grape, maybe even fig or plum. Something purple and delicious. But deep beneath that scent, a slight undertone of estrus. Somewhere nearby, a fellow hybrid was in a very deep heat. Pheromones coursed through Maxwell's senses, wafting in his nose like exposure to a busy pastry bakery in full swing. The scents were magnificent and beyond all expectation. Max needed - no, DEMANDED to find the source. \n\n\tRunning and nearly slipping in a large pile of pine needles, Max finally gazed upon the source of his true desires. A young slender anthro-girl sat in place, perched upon a small mound of grass and dandelions, fully nude from head to toe-paw, licking at a purple popsicle. Max noticed that she was shivering and kicking her feet upwards. As he approached her slowly so as not to disturb her, he saw her knees buckle and her free hand-paw, the one not holding anything, tucked between her legs. Was she... masturbating? Max began to pant and huff deep, barely comprehending what her actions entailed. All he knew was the scents she produced, the desirable delicious savory smells that pervaded his senses, were quite cloying and overwhelming. He developed a definite craving.\n\n\tMax stepped on a twig and snapped it in half, causing Peony to break her concentration and jump in a semi-circle, spinning around to look at Max's approach with sudden surprise.\n\n\t\"WOAH!! Sheesh, you scared me, you dumb dog!\" Peony said aloud, nearly dropping her popsicle. She removed her hand-paw from between her legs, rubbing her moisture against her lips, giving her fingertips a very quick convenient cleaning lick. \"Wait, you don't have a collar on, do you? Are you... a stray?\" \n\n\tThe dog-raccoon wagged his ringed tail, giving a low woof and yelp in reaction, as if he were speaking to her in dog-language. Peony giggled and smiled, slurping at her popsicle so as not to cause a mess along her wrist. It was melting a little more with each passing second.\n\n\t\"Well, boy, since you found me doing something a little private, I wonder if you can keep it a big fat secret between us? I promise not to tattle on you with your masters, if you even have masters. You have no collar, so you don't seem to belong to anyone.\"\n\n\tMax ran to Peony in a blaze of haste, pressing his nose against her cheek. He tried to lick at her lips, hoping to taste the popsicle's juice. Peony giggled and attempted to resist his advances, grabbing at Max's fuzzy thick neck-fur, holding him in place. Max just yelped and panted, flinging his tongue against her cheek. Peony enjoyed the sensation a little more than she realized and decided against resisting his advances. She held the popsicle at arm's length and gave Max a friendly smooch on his nose, which he took as an invitation to lap at her cute snout. Peony glanced around at her surroundings, ensuring nobody was close or within eyesight or earshot. When she ascertained that she was alone with the random feral shepcoon, Peony laid back and invited Max to give her swift pleasure of an entirely different and far more raunchy nature altogether.\n\n\t\"Okay, you big dumb animal, feel free to have a taste but for fuck's sake, if you bite me, I'll rip your ear off with my teeth, I swear. Now. Heel, boy!\" Peony said, snapping her finger-paw between her thighs.\n\n\tMax barked in response to her words and leaned his head in to poke his muzzle against her furry mons. Peony gasped and arched her back, flexing her legs and hoisting her butt into the air while keeping her head and shoulders fastened into the soft lush grass beneath her. Max sniffed at her heated pink-hued vagina with curious interest. Peony rubbed at his sheath with her foot-paw to instigate him a little. She felt the early stages of an erection growing beneath the surface of his furry sheath. Max gave her a very small quick lap, a brushing of his tongue along her swollen vaginal folds. Peony lilted aloud and shivered, releasing soft high-pitched girlish moans as Max carried on, establishing a pattern of lapping and licking. He slurped at her pussy and made Peony squirm and cry aloud with raw desire. She sucked on her popsicle with hungry intensity, keeping her legs spread and her butt raised. Max grunted and breathed very hard and heavy upon her crotch. Peony felt his warm breath permeate her labia flaps and felt insanely aroused by his oral advances. At one point, Max shoved his snout against her meaty vulva and started to nibble softly at her cunt-flesh, cold wet nose prodding her clitoris and whiskers tickling her pussy-lips. Peony could feel his breathing against her exposed clit and felt an overwhelming rush of orgasm overpower her senses. She bit down and chomped off the end of her popsicle as she tingled and discharged, squirting lightly upon Max's muzzle. He licked her cum clean from her pussy as much as he could afford to, even as a little bit of her climax leaked down upon the ground and along his chin. The handsome devil refused to give up, maintaining a steady consistent urge to lick her repeatedly.\n\n\t\"Fuuuuuuck, where did you even come from??\" Peony said, slurring her words a tiny bit. She kept licking at her popsicle even as Maxwell urged himself forward and attempted to mount her in a missionary position. Peony raised her butt even higher, keeping her legs spread and her tail limp and dangling beneath her tailhole, brushing against the grassy knoll beneath her bum. \"How did you know I was in such a deep heat? I'll never know who to thank for this. Mmm, good boy. Go on, shove that big fat knot in me. But hurry, I don't want to be discovered by anyone.\"\n\n\tMax whined, as if he understood what she was saying. Perhaps he was also as nervous yet excited as she was about having such naughty impromptu public sex of bestial proportions. Peony felt a slippery warm firm rod poking at her pussy, teasing her with relentless predatory dominance. Peony's popsicle was nearly leaking down her cheeks in a purple fluid mess as Max assumed a proper position and penetrated her with brute force. Peony shrieked aloud with passion and began to hump against Maxwell's feral thrusting. Max took off at breakneck speed, pumping her full of his fat knotted dick, stretching her pussy wide and shoving his saliva lubricant deeper into her cat-fox vaginal orifice. Peony felt her cervix getting pegged and prodded by Max's huge girth-induced feral dog penis and trembled with arousal, complete submissive lust. \n\n\tPeony felt Max fuck her faster and harder, pound her with complete reckless abandon, even as he was nearing his climax. She panted and breathed heavily, looking down at Max and his tongue lolling upon his chin, fine droplets of drool leaking upon Peony's flat chest, dampening her cleavage. Max licked at her pierced nipples and Peony gripped his front paw for comfort as she continued to suck and slurp on her seemingly-endless popsicle. Maybe the big mystery wasn't in the flavor but in the popsicle's longevity. Or maybe it was fitted with some kind of natural aphrodisiac, administered by Burton himself, the perverted bloke of an ice cream crow-man. \n\n\t\"Oh fuck, fuck, oh God yes, good boy, good boy, good dog, that's the spot, that's the fucking spot, OH YES GOD FUCK ME YEEESSSS!!\" Peony exclaimed out loud, caressing Max's front paw in her grip. Her cat-fox eyes rolled back into her head and she felt her entire body flex and strain as a tingling sensation in her crotch gave way to a full-blown explosion of massive orgasmic entropy. She heard wet, sloppy flapping sounds of genital contact and could feel Max's testicles smacking against her puckered cum-drenched tailhole. Suddenly her sense of smell was heightened to great lengths and she caught a deep whiff of his musk, a rich earthen aroma that sweltered in her senses with notes of cinnamon and cardamom and... blessed be, had she smelled ganja, too? Peony's entire body trembled and her knees tingled as she maintained her position and felt Max knot her deep. Her popsicle nearly slid off its wooden handle. Luckily, she held it right above her wide-opened mouth. The bulk of the icy-cool treat dropped into her mouth, landing smack-dab upon the surface of her bristly vixen-kitten tongue. Peony closed her mouth and swished the icy flavorful slush in between her teeth, chilling her throat and tongue, swallowing the mass in small increments while savoring the flavor with raw desire. Maxwell leaned himself forward and lapped at Peony's lips, cleaning off excess purple popsicle juice from her cheeks. Peony felt Max's throbbing knot clench tight in her pussy and she squeezed and flexed her vaginal muscles around the girth of his thickness. Max growled softly and licked at her lips, front paws wrapped lovingly around her waist. He was practically anchored upon her and refused to let go, which left Peony feeling perfectly at ease. Her deepest, most carnality-driven fantasy had inadvertently come true before her very eyes. She didn't expect to have at it with a dog in the humbled grounds of good ol' Dog-Land, let alone such a hunky, handsome and super-virile shepcoon. \n\n\tJust as Peony began to question her luck in such an exquisite happenstance moment, Max yanked himself free from her vagina and ran off, back into the deep expanse of pine trees, back from where he'd first entered into her favorite private getaway spot. He trailed a small rope of fresh jizz from her pussy upon pulling out, making a small audible pop echo into the natural expanse. Peony plopped her waist down, butt landing on soft grass. Her tail wagged uncontrollably and the aftertaste of sugary-sweet popsicle lingered on her breath, completely filling her entire mouth. She laughed aloud and reached down to fondle at her vagina, feeling a leaking cum-drenched mess. Peony shivered with post-intercourse desire and felt her toes clench inward and her nipples harden. She licked her fingertips clean and savored the taste of her surprise fuck-buddy's potent feral jizz. The lapse of raw lust passed over and she was finally at peace, relaxed and wallowing in silent reflection, thinking about every single second of the hard feral zoo-fuckery she had just been exposed to directly. After what felt like hours, Peony sat up with abrupt haste. \n\n\t\"I need to go back and buy out the rest of Burton's Purple-Nurple supply. Right. Fucking. Now.\"\n\n\t~\n\n\tBuddy inhaled a small clump of blow tucked between the webbing of his rodent thumb and index finger-paw, then took another look at Max's clothing. He made damn sure that he was actually snorting the right shit, promising himself not to make the same mistake he had already made with Maxwell. Buddy held Max's NIN shirt up and admired it, wondering if they shared a similar shirt size. Maybe Buddy could hold onto the tank-top, thinking Max might not miss it if it were to somehow get misplaced.\n\n\tRustling emanated from a nearby elderberry bush. Buddy flinched and gazed at the point of movement he'd seen, staring at an approaching presence making strides towards his direction. \n\n\t\"Oh shit.\" Buddy whispered to himself, wondering if he wouldn't be caught by a random police officer or a competitor, wheeling and dealing while practicing much more aggressive and violent terms of sale conduct. \n\n\tMaxwell walked towards Buddy, perfectly nude from head to toe, looking completely satisfied.\n\n\t\"Uh...\"\n\n\t\"Don't ask. Clothes?\"\n\n\tBuddy just held his knapsack up towards Max, pried open. He stared in a deadpan silence as Max yanked his clothing free and slipped his shorts and tank-top on, getting dressed in a hurry.\n\n\t\"I'm sorry about that, Max.\" Buddy said, feeling embarrassed and quite downtrodden.\n\n\t\"Pfft, you kiddin' me? I'm not!\"\n\n\tMax chuckled and leaned down to pat Buddy's shoulder with companionable ease after getting fully dressed. He gave Buddy a charming smile and a friendly wink before striding away from the rat-anthro dealer, feeling like a million dollars. Fully rejuvenated and devoid of a single concern in sight.\n\n\tBuddy stared at Max, completely awestruck and waited for him to retrieve his clothing and leave Buddy's presence behind completely before finally blowing a raspberry and exhaling a deep sigh. He rubbed his snout and forehead, feeling relieved that Max decided against kicking his lily ass to and fro. Buddy chuckled to himself, shaking his head.\n\n\t\"Freaking bassists, man.\"\n\n\t~\n\n\tMax walked by a stunning beauty of a cat-fox girl standing near an ice cream truck on his way back to his homebound destination. He glanced at her in passing and she looked over at him just as attentively, feeling a foreign sense of recognition. She was dressed in a cute skimpy summer outfit with a revealing midriff cut and swanky feminine beach sandals, wearing a pair of heart-shaped pink sunshades. Max acknowledged her by nodding his head and smiling wide, revealing a small silver snaggletooth. She placed a hand-paw upon her face, covering her grinning lips and admiring the handsome fellow, wondering why he looked so damn familiar. \n\n\tBurton was thrilled to bring Peony a small ice chest filled to the brim with Purple-Nurple.\n\n\tEND", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\t"YO!! Got any ice cream left over in your truck, mister??"

\tBurton jumped from his perched position in his driver's seat and glanced back at the open ice-cream truck serving window to see a young feisty pink-furred cat-fox hybrid girl standing nearby, staring up at the outside menu with attentive focus. She wore a light summer top with a cut-off midriff that exposed her slim belly. Burton eyed her navel piercing with his keen avian eyes and felt a tiny glimmer of excitement. Finally, a potential customer who'd serve to be more than his money's worth! Burton had just about given up on doing any business in what he'd been told was a steady hub of ice cream commerce. He'd promised himself to give in for another few minutes before packing up and relocating to another dog park. At last, he received a budding customer - and not just any random slouch, this one looked positively radiant in her light summer attire and excitable demeanor.

\t"I've got plenty of flavors to spare, kiddo! You saw the menu, I take it?"

\t"Reading it right now. There's so much variety!" She said, jaw hung agape and pretty pink eyes opened wide. She was dumbfounded by such a vast choice of ice cream flavors he offered. Burton cracked his feathered knuckles and tied his serving apron tight in anticipation of her potential upcoming order.

\t"Take your time in deciding, little miss, I'm willing to hang out all day long, especially if it means serving my tasty treats to such a fine young lady such as yourself."

\tHer cat-fox nose scrunched as she cocked her brow funny, ogling at the older crow-anthro, finally making direct eye contact. Her petite pink nose looked heart-shaped and slightly glimmering under the canopy of Burton's lightly-shaded ice cream truck.

\t"Goodness, do you always flirt with your customers??"

\t"Aww, if I offended you, please forgive me. It's just that-" Burton stood up, bonking his head hard against the roof of his truck, groaning in pain. She flinched in reaction, whistling aloud. Burton snickered at his misfortune, bending his bony avian knees to prevent another injury. "Yeeesh, I'll feel that tomorrow..."

\t"Are you okay? That seemed to be a bit painful. Maybe you should carve a hole into your roof to make more head-space?"

\t"Haha! That idea has crossed my mind on more than one occasion, believe me." Burton crouched low and hobbled to the window, leaning forward to place his large black-feathered arm flat upon the ice cream truck's countertop. Burton looked strangely out of place nestled between pink plastic cups and long colorful straws with matching colorful plastic spoons. "Okay, look, I apologize about the forwardness, you're my first customer in a long while, I'll admit. Welcome!" Burton said.

\t"Am I your very first customer?" The cute cat-fox asked him, now earnest with curiosity. Burton hung his head and sighed wearily, offering a suitable response to her question.

\t"Yeah. Silly, huh? I guess nobody is interested in ice cream today. Maybe I should've bought ingredients to make frozen cappuccinos instead, they'd probably form a line around the block for that sort of thing. Oregon youth and their coffee, ya know?"

\tShe snickered, brushing a stray lock of pink bangs free from her forehead. "All too well. I've known quite a few guys from this neck of the coastal woods and believe me, they were all java junkies."

\t"Quite aptly so." Burton curved his grey-faded beak into a subtle smile. "Burton's the name and ice cream is my game." He held his outstretched feathered hand over the counter. She wrapped her petite paw-padded dainty hand into his and embraced a very brief greeting handshake.

\t"I'm Peony. Nice to meet' cha, Burton!!" She said, smiling wide and glorious. Her eyes were kind and considerate, full of vast knowledge and understanding. Burton felt deeply touched by her polite attitude. "So, what's your 'Purple-Nurple Special'? That sounds a little weird. Is it tasty, maybe even grape-flavored?"

\t"Actually that's best left to your own imagination." Burton let go of her hand and pulled his long ruffled-feathery arm back into the truck to glove up and get to work. "Which means that it's a mystery. It could be grape, or sweet beets, plum, blueberry, maybe even sour apple flavored. Whatever kind of flavor it turns out to be, that's actually one of our- well, my most popular flavors. Especially since lots of folks just can't ever seem to make their minds up about what flavor to settle on. They love to be intrigued and mystified with a surprise."

\t"I see. And you have so many flavors to choose from, so I'd hate to be a burden to you, especially since I'm your first customer of the day and all." Peony said, shuffling in place, rolling her shoulders. She fidgeted at a golden, shiny pierced bulb on her pointy cat-fox earlobe. Burton suspected she may have been nervous or anxious and used her piercing to ease her tension, a quick rub for good measure and stress alleviation.

\t"No burden at all! In fact, feel free to request a taste-test of any flavor you'd like! As I said before, miss Peony - I can hang out all day if it means I get a chance to offer service to such a nice and lovely young feline such as yourself." Burton said, hoping he wasn't laying his flirtations on too thick.

\t"Peony works for me! No need to act formal, even though that's very polite of you, mister Burton. And I'm actually part fox as well." Peony said with a curved cat's grin upon her fluffy vixen-hybrid cheeks. Burton nodded and grinned with reassurance. "Honestly, I'm in no mood for anything too creamy, had more of a fruit-tarty craving initially. So! I'll order one of your Purple-Nurples! If I like it enough, I might come back later to get a few more."

\t"Oooh, that'd be quite considerate of you! Sure thing, Peony, I'll bring one out to you right away! Just sit tight and admire the scenery. Lots of nice dogs out today with their owners." Burton said, retreating to the back of his van to open up a large freezer.

\t"You can say that again, bird-boy." Peony said beneath her breath, glancing out towards the busy stretch of hexagonal-shaped enclosed space, admiring all the different breeds in attendance. She saw a big group of feral dogs running amok, chasing after chew toys and balls and tails and butts to sniff and random people to greet. Peony felt particularly thrilled to be present on such a busy turnout sort of day.

\tAs Peony watched an elderly woman rub a chihuahua's head with loving reassurance, Burton rummaged through boxes and bags to seek out a fresh special for the lovely young cat-fox girl who decided to approach him out of the blue for ice cream deliciousness. Burton felt eternally grateful to her for her patronage. He'd hoped his small quips towards the vixen-feline girl didn't receive any flak, though she seemed to simply brush his words off without much thought. Perhaps she'd grown accustomed to being flirted with by others? All considered, she was quite a visually attractive hybrid cat-fox. Burton understood why she would prefer to maintain a certain level of confidence in her outlook and approach towards others.

\t"Ah! Here we go!" Burton said, reaching deep into a scattered corner of his in-truck freezer to yank out a shiny glimmering purple popsicle, radiant and dazzling when held under direct sunlight. He cawed out of habit and huddled his way back to the window, slamming the freezer door shut with his spindly bird-foot, latching it shut tight to secure the chill for his entire inventory, thus protecting his livelihood.

\t"One Purple-Nurple for a pretty pink princess!" Burton said, practically bowing in a gentlemanly fashion as he handed Peony the popsicle, wrapped in a thin sheet of cellophane. Its popsicle stick had a darker wooden shade than most.

\t"Woah, I love it when guys call me a princess! Thank you kindly, sir Burton! I'm happy to do business with you." Peony said, placing a five-dollar bill down upon Burton's ice cream truck counter. The crow anthro pressed buttons on a cash register and popped a till out to place the billfold into a designated plastic-gripped slot, aiming to remove change for the cat-fox. Peony removed the cellophane wrapper and shoved it into a nearby trash receptacle, then lapped at the popsicle and saw Burton counting out change. She shook her head and placed her hand-paw upon the surface of the open window's countertop. "Oh, no need to give me back any change. Keep it for yourself!"

\tBurton glimpsed back at Peony with genuine shock and pleasant surprise. "Oh? Are you sure?"

\t"Consider it a tip. Favor for a favor. I'm your first customer, the least I can do is offer you a little thanks. Besides, I don't see any tip jars nearby, so maybe you can get one going now." She said, giving Burton a friendly wink and a sweet shiny-toothed grin. Burton nodded and felt his heart fill up with profound admiration for Peony and her super-skimpy summer outfit. He was glad to serve to her. If Burton was lucky, maybe she'd tell her friends where she got her popsicle and then he'd start doing proper business.

\t"I'll be sure to do just that. Thanks again! Enjoy and let me know later on what flavor you got, if I'm still around! I might hang out for another few hours, depending on how things go from here on out."

\tPeony nodded and gave Burton the crow-anthro a thumbs-up. "Will do!"

\tAs she walked away from his truck of routine self-entrepreneurial ownership, Burton felt a touching and compassionate gratitude emanate from his heart and mind. He was lucky to have not only a new customer, but a very attractive one as well. Burton wondered if he'd ever see her again for certain as he returned back to his driver's seat to perch himself into place, waiting for another customer to come knocking with interest in one or two of many choices he offered in ice cream flavors. He opted to turn on the jingle tune and decided against it, choosing instead to bask in the commerce of dog-owners and laughing, playing children. Burton hoped he'd see Peony again at least once more before the day's absolute conclusion.

\t~

\tPeony snuck away from the hustle-bustle of gathered dog-owner crowds and socializing park-goers to consume her popsicle in private.

\t"Oh jeez, I hope he didn't drug this popsicle up somehow. He couldn't stop drooling over me! If he didn't have a beak, he probably would have. Gosh, what a delightful pervert. But I can't complain! He was also pretty friendly. How ironic that I'd be his very first customer. Okay then, time to get au naturale! These pants ride my damn ass so hard, it's totally obnoxious."

\tIn a brief sustained flash of mere seconds, Peony shed herself free from her skimpy clothes, stretching her arms over her head and feeling completely liberated.

\t"Not today, wedgie Satan! If I wanted an enema, I'd call upon my doctor first."

\tFor Peony, going nude was a way to help unwind, to freshen up and destress a little. She knew some girls who fired weapons at target practice ranges. She knew other girls who drove fast cars through heavy traffic. A few girls she knew even let their fathers act out upon illicit urges, going so far as to let their dads have taboo intercourse with them when the need arose to become particularly naughty. Peony enjoyed honoring shameless voyeuristic impulses. Even though she was well out of sight, she couldn't help but feel a weird hankering arousal towards the idea of any random passerby walking upon her and feeling a wild impromptu desire to acquaint with her nude self. Doubtful over such a thing happening in this particular dog-park she was now relaxed in, Peony savored the zesty taste of her popsicle while sat down spread-legged upon a small mound of dampened grass and yellowing dandelion leaves. The day was especially ideal, sunny and warm with a light breeze. The perfect conditions to streak in public. No fear of rainfall or stifling heat in sight for miles.

\t"Pervert or no pervert, that old crow sure knows his stuff with yummy ice cream! I can't even tell what flavor this is but it is freaking GOOD! Fruity like nothing I've ever tasted before. What's his secret, I wonder?" Peony pondered unto herself before sliding the frozen phallic treat back between her lips to suck and lap at its icy-cool surface, gazing upon it with enigmatic curiosity, like a scientist observing a rare artifact.

\tA sudden lively fantasy of being accosted by a random wild stray dog infiltrated Peony's train of thought. She imagined seeing a Rottweiler or Doberman with a taste for popsicles approach her from behind a nearby bush. A random horny dog with a craving for icy fruity treats or tasty nude cat-fox girls feeling insightful urges of summer heat. She grew slightly damp at the idea as she licked at her popsicle, imagining it to be a frozen dog's dick. She blushed as she tried to lap at the popsicle like a penis, developing a hankering for a furry friend to court her with rough intensity. She wondered if hearing the dogs playing nearby didn't somehow subconsciously provoke her in a lewd illicit manner, sitting nude and feeling increasingly aroused by the idea of being discovered by nearly anyone.

\t"Jeez, lighten up, girl. Breathe in, and breathe out. You came here to relax and let loose a little, having this popsicle is just an added bonus. That's all. Stop letting your mind go to the gutter, it'll be okay. Besides, I can always approach a close friend for a little pleasure if the need arises." Peony reassured herself.

\tYes, a friend with benefits, one who would do her with grace and affirmative pleasure. Could she be expected to wait it out for that long, though? Peony loved and hated these month-by-month phases of scathing delirious feline-based heat. She loathed the urges and yet embraced the vast sweltering moments of raw uninhibited lust that squirmed through her non-stop. Peony refused to become far too distracted, instead focusing on her popsicle, trying not to let it melt far too quickly, despite finding a fairly cool shaded area for enhanced privacy.

\t~

\t"Snort it, you old shepcoon fucker! Go on, you'll never have better blow than this in your life, believe me! I tell ya, dog, it'll make the hairs on your nuts stand and salute the fuckin' flag."

\t"That's not entirely unpleasant, but are you sure you've got no more weed left?"

\t"Nope! A few pothead regulars bought out all the ganja I had stashed away already. Sorry, Maximus! You know how it is, though. Business is business and I've gotta keep a steady influx of supply and demand afloat, homie. Ya dig those vibes, soul brutha?"

\t"Yeah, I understand. No problem."

\tMaxwell nodded his shepherd-raccoon head, rolling his eyes with a mocking hint of sarcasm. His left eye had a pale-green glass ocular fitted into place which provided a strange heterochromia effect with his natural light brown right eye. His eye patch cloth was misplaced somewhere, most likely in a washload back home somewhere. Scars adorned the left side of his raccoon-masked cheek and chest as he tugged at a tank-top with a Nine Inch Nails logo printed upon the front, stood beside a scurvy older rat anthro.

\t"Honestly, Buddy? I'd say that's a shame. I prefer marijuana. No offense, but I kinda sorta hate powdered drugs. Heroin is fucked, as is ketamine. I'm not even huge on cocaine. Are you sure this blow is really all that?"

\t"Dude-bro, would I ever lie to you? How long have we been doin' business, you and I?"

\t"I guess you've got a point. Okay, I'll take a tiny whiff, but if it tastes like shit, I'm going to a competitor to seek out fresh homegrown pot, got it? Fuckin' hate getting low on my weed."

\t"Understood, Maxwell! Mister Burn-a-doe himself, in the flesh! Right here and now, dude! Y'all ain't got a damn thing to worry 'bout with ol' Buddy! I'll make sure ya get the best of the best, better n' the rest and at a fraction of the askin' price, ya dig them vibes, broskey?"

\tMax nodded and smiled at Buddy, his rat-anthro dealer. Max had met Buddy at Sassafrass McSapphire's bar and grill during an especially heated karaoke night on a random Thursday in Grants Pass. Buddy offered Max some of the most potent and incredibly smooth sativa strain he'd ever smoked, even more concentrated than anything Calli Crimshaw herself could hope to obtain and Max had looked to Calli for his weed-fix for a few years, ever since she had met and fallen in love with Bradley Cyphers, his guitarist and soul-brother in arms. But only recently had Calli been legitimately out-smoked by Buddy, for the gangly scrawny older rat-guy possessed insane weed that could make Snoop Dogg himself faint in a hazy daze.

\tMax smiled and grabbed for a small rolled-up dollar bill that Buddy held out to him, reluctantly ramming one end of the makeshift straw into his nostril and crouching down upon his knees on the ground below Buddy's knapsack to place the other end on a small mirrored-surface plate of glass with a small line of white crystalized substance scraped out in a perfectly straight-shot upon its reflective surface. The sun glinted bright and fierce, shining upon Max's face from above, illuminating the fur beneath his chin. As much as Max hated powdered drugs, he also truly loathed turning down an offer from anyone with the means to provide a little sweet release unto him. Max didn't like playing the rude buyer role if he could help it.

\tBuddy scoped the area to ensure nobody unsavory had caught wind of their dirty deeds as Max inhaled through his nose and snorted the powder in a mad-dash rush. He landed flat on his butt and immediately felt a churning sensation emanate through his body, starting in his mid-section and coursing through his chest, sending waves of over-sensitivity through his neck and limbs. Buddy chuckled then went immediately silent, staring at Max with dawning realization and horror, eyes wide with avid shock.

\t"Oh fuck, did I give you the wrong shit, amigo?" Buddy exclaimed, nearly whispering to himself. He rummaged through his knapsack and fished out the small baggie that he'd opened for Max. He read the label and smacked his fur-lined forehead, reading what he'd accidentally given Maxwell to snort. Feral Times. Fucking Feral Times. Buddy could hardly believe his peering eyes. This was a first for him.

\t"Sweet Jeez-laweez. Sorry, shepcoon, I think the effect should evaporate in a few hours tops." Buddy said to Max, who was now writhing and groaning in pain on the ground before Buddy. They were also hiding out of sight, nestled within a dense forest, surrounded by thick pine and cedar trees, far away from the busy commerce of the nearby dog park. Max's body crumpled into a fetal curled position and his knees popped as his hands and feet shrunk into dog-paws, losing their human-like proportions in a flash. Max belched uncontrollably, yelping with strings of high-pitched barks that seeped from his shifting opened mouth. Max's dreadlocks slithered and sunk into his skull, sprouting a patch of short blonde fur from the top of his canine head that glistened in the afternoon sun. Max's tank-top and polyester shorts both fell free from his body in the midst of his sudden burst of transformation. Buddy collected his rejected clothing to hold onto when Max decided to return back to retrieve them, suggesting if he ever would. For all Buddy knew, Max might get lost miles away from the local dog park and wake up in a freaking corn field, nude and confused and aching like mad-crazy all over his body..

\t"I'm so damn stupid, can't believe I flubbed that one up so bad!!" Buddy said, smacking his forehead again with the palm of his leather-padded scrawny hand-paw. His large front teeth jutted out in a sneer as Buddy condemned himself for not taking a closer look at his wares before offering Max a small sample. "Fuck, dude. I hope you don't have any dates to attend in the next few hours." Buddy heard profound hilarity in his words and cackled aloud, laughing at the absurdity of the situation at hand.

\tBuddy witnessed Maxwell shift from an anthro with a heavy weed dependency to a full-blown German shepherd with raccoon-like features, standing in full-on feral fashion before his very eyes. Max wagged his tail and panted, tongue lolling from his mouth, dangling over his lower lips. Buddy secured Max's clothing in his pack and held his hand out, letting Max walk over to him to sniff his scrawny ragged fingertips. Buddy noticed a tiny smudge of blue powder upon Max's snout and wiped it clean, a subtle side-effect of Feral Times inhalation. Max barked and tried to trample over the rat-guy with his large front paws, hoping to engage in friendly playful nibbling. Buddy shooed him off and Max quickly lost interest. Max suddenly caught onto a very luscious scent in the air that latched onto his attention, drawing him away from Buddy, heading towards a nearby dense copse of surrounding trees and ferns. Buddy sat still in place, trying to process and register what just happened to the shepcoon grunge-rocker who'd hoped to score some quality smoke not even five minutes prior. Buddy rubbed his slender rat muzzle and pondered how long it would take for him to reacquaint with Maxwell, something he knew would happen eventually, hopefully sooner than later.

\t~

\tMax ran at breakneck speed through the backwoods of his favorite dog-park, ascertaining the location of the delicious scent that he was now tracking with profound diligence. He caught a strong whiff of tart grape, maybe even fig or plum. Something purple and delicious. But deep beneath that scent, a slight undertone of estrus. Somewhere nearby, a fellow hybrid was in a very deep heat. Pheromones coursed through Maxwell's senses, wafting in his nose like exposure to a busy pastry bakery in full swing. The scents were magnificent and beyond all expectation. Max needed - no, DEMANDED to find the source.

\tRunning and nearly slipping in a large pile of pine needles, Max finally gazed upon the source of his true desires. A young slender anthro-girl sat in place, perched upon a small mound of grass and dandelions, fully nude from head to toe-paw, licking at a purple popsicle. Max noticed that she was shivering and kicking her feet upwards. As he approached her slowly so as not to disturb her, he saw her knees buckle and her free hand-paw, the one not holding anything, tucked between her legs. Was she... masturbating? Max began to pant and huff deep, barely comprehending what her actions entailed. All he knew was the scents she produced, the desirable delicious savory smells that pervaded his senses, were quite cloying and overwhelming. He developed a definite craving.

\tMax stepped on a twig and snapped it in half, causing Peony to break her concentration and jump in a semi-circle, spinning around to look at Max's approach with sudden surprise.

\t"WOAH!! Sheesh, you scared me, you dumb dog!" Peony said aloud, nearly dropping her popsicle. She removed her hand-paw from between her legs, rubbing her moisture against her lips, giving her fingertips a very quick convenient cleaning lick. "Wait, you don't have a collar on, do you? Are you... a stray?"

\tThe dog-raccoon wagged his ringed tail, giving a low woof and yelp in reaction, as if he were speaking to her in dog-language. Peony giggled and smiled, slurping at her popsicle so as not to cause a mess along her wrist. It was melting a little more with each passing second.

\t"Well, boy, since you found me doing something a little private, I wonder if you can keep it a big fat secret between us? I promise not to tattle on you with your masters, if you even have masters. You have no collar, so you don't seem to belong to anyone."

\tMax ran to Peony in a blaze of haste, pressing his nose against her cheek. He tried to lick at her lips, hoping to taste the popsicle's juice. Peony giggled and attempted to resist his advances, grabbing at Max's fuzzy thick neck-fur, holding him in place. Max just yelped and panted, flinging his tongue against her cheek. Peony enjoyed the sensation a little more than she realized and decided against resisting his advances. She held the popsicle at arm's length and gave Max a friendly smooch on his nose, which he took as an invitation to lap at her cute snout. Peony glanced around at her surroundings, ensuring nobody was close or within eyesight or earshot. When she ascertained that she was alone with the random feral shepcoon, Peony laid back and invited Max to give her swift pleasure of an entirely different and far more raunchy nature altogether.

\t"Okay, you big dumb animal, feel free to have a taste but for fuck's sake, if you bite me, I'll rip your ear off with my teeth, I swear. Now. Heel, boy!" Peony said, snapping her finger-paw between her thighs.

\tMax barked in response to her words and leaned his head in to poke his muzzle against her furry mons. Peony gasped and arched her back, flexing her legs and hoisting her butt into the air while keeping her head and shoulders fastened into the soft lush grass beneath her. Max sniffed at her heated pink-hued vagina with curious interest. Peony rubbed at his sheath with her foot-paw to instigate him a little. She felt the early stages of an erection growing beneath the surface of his furry sheath. Max gave her a very small quick lap, a brushing of his tongue along her swollen vaginal folds. Peony lilted aloud and shivered, releasing soft high-pitched girlish moans as Max carried on, establishing a pattern of lapping and licking. He slurped at her pussy and made Peony squirm and cry aloud with raw desire. She sucked on her popsicle with hungry intensity, keeping her legs spread and her butt raised. Max grunted and breathed very hard and heavy upon her crotch. Peony felt his warm breath permeate her labia flaps and felt insanely aroused by his oral advances. At one point, Max shoved his snout against her meaty vulva and started to nibble softly at her cunt-flesh, cold wet nose prodding her clitoris and whiskers tickling her pussy-lips. Peony could feel his breathing against her exposed clit and felt an overwhelming rush of orgasm overpower her senses. She bit down and chomped off the end of her popsicle as she tingled and discharged, squirting lightly upon Max's muzzle. He licked her cum clean from her pussy as much as he could afford to, even as a little bit of her climax leaked down upon the ground and along his chin. The handsome devil refused to give up, maintaining a steady consistent urge to lick her repeatedly.

\t"Fuuuuuuck, where did you even come from??" Peony said, slurring her words a tiny bit. She kept licking at her popsicle even as Maxwell urged himself forward and attempted to mount her in a missionary position. Peony raised her butt even higher, keeping her legs spread and her tail limp and dangling beneath her tailhole, brushing against the grassy knoll beneath her bum. "How did you know I was in such a deep heat? I'll never know who to thank for this. Mmm, good boy. Go on, shove that big fat knot in me. But hurry, I don't want to be discovered by anyone."

\tMax whined, as if he understood what she was saying. Perhaps he was also as nervous yet excited as she was about having such naughty impromptu public sex of bestial proportions. Peony felt a slippery warm firm rod poking at her pussy, teasing her with relentless predatory dominance. Peony's popsicle was nearly leaking down her cheeks in a purple fluid mess as Max assumed a proper position and penetrated her with brute force. Peony shrieked aloud with passion and began to hump against Maxwell's feral thrusting. Max took off at breakneck speed, pumping her full of his fat knotted dick, stretching her pussy wide and shoving his saliva lubricant deeper into her cat-fox vaginal orifice. Peony felt her cervix getting pegged and prodded by Max's huge girth-induced feral dog penis and trembled with arousal, complete submissive lust.

\tPeony felt Max fuck her faster and harder, pound her with complete reckless abandon, even as he was nearing his climax. She panted and breathed heavily, looking down at Max and his tongue lolling upon his chin, fine droplets of drool leaking upon Peony's flat chest, dampening her cleavage. Max licked at her pierced nipples and Peony gripped his front paw for comfort as she continued to suck and slurp on her seemingly-endless popsicle. Maybe the big mystery wasn't in the flavor but in the popsicle's longevity. Or maybe it was fitted with some kind of natural aphrodisiac, administered by Burton himself, the perverted bloke of an ice cream crow-man.

\t"Oh fuck, fuck, oh God yes, good boy, good boy, good dog, that's the spot, that's the fucking spot, OH YES GOD FUCK ME YEEESSSS!!" Peony exclaimed out loud, caressing Max's front paw in her grip. Her cat-fox eyes rolled back into her head and she felt her entire body flex and strain as a tingling sensation in her crotch gave way to a full-blown explosion of massive orgasmic entropy. She heard wet, sloppy flapping sounds of genital contact and could feel Max's testicles smacking against her puckered cum-drenched tailhole. Suddenly her sense of smell was heightened to great lengths and she caught a deep whiff of his musk, a rich earthen aroma that sweltered in her senses with notes of cinnamon and cardamom and... blessed be, had she smelled ganja, too? Peony's entire body trembled and her knees tingled as she maintained her position and felt Max knot her deep. Her popsicle nearly slid off its wooden handle. Luckily, she held it right above her wide-opened mouth. The bulk of the icy-cool treat dropped into her mouth, landing smack-dab upon the surface of her bristly vixen-kitten tongue. Peony closed her mouth and swished the icy flavorful slush in between her teeth, chilling her throat and tongue, swallowing the mass in small increments while savoring the flavor with raw desire. Maxwell leaned himself forward and lapped at Peony's lips, cleaning off excess purple popsicle juice from her cheeks. Peony felt Max's throbbing knot clench tight in her pussy and she squeezed and flexed her vaginal muscles around the girth of his thickness. Max growled softly and licked at her lips, front paws wrapped lovingly around her waist. He was practically anchored upon her and refused to let go, which left Peony feeling perfectly at ease. Her deepest, most carnality-driven fantasy had inadvertently come true before her very eyes. She didn't expect to have at it with a dog in the humbled grounds of good ol' Dog-Land, let alone such a hunky, handsome and super-virile shepcoon.

\tJust as Peony began to question her luck in such an exquisite happenstance moment, Max yanked himself free from her vagina and ran off, back into the deep expanse of pine trees, back from where he'd first entered into her favorite private getaway spot. He trailed a small rope of fresh jizz from her pussy upon pulling out, making a small audible pop echo into the natural expanse. Peony plopped her waist down, butt landing on soft grass. Her tail wagged uncontrollably and the aftertaste of sugary-sweet popsicle lingered on her breath, completely filling her entire mouth. She laughed aloud and reached down to fondle at her vagina, feeling a leaking cum-drenched mess. Peony shivered with post-intercourse desire and felt her toes clench inward and her nipples harden. She licked her fingertips clean and savored the taste of her surprise fuck-buddy's potent feral jizz. The lapse of raw lust passed over and she was finally at peace, relaxed and wallowing in silent reflection, thinking about every single second of the hard feral zoo-fuckery she had just been exposed to directly. After what felt like hours, Peony sat up with abrupt haste.

\t"I need to go back and buy out the rest of Burton's Purple-Nurple supply. Right. Fucking. Now."

\t~

\tBuddy inhaled a small clump of blow tucked between the webbing of his rodent thumb and index finger-paw, then took another look at Max's clothing. He made damn sure that he was actually snorting the right shit, promising himself not to make the same mistake he had already made with Maxwell. Buddy held Max's NIN shirt up and admired it, wondering if they shared a similar shirt size. Maybe Buddy could hold onto the tank-top, thinking Max might not miss it if it were to somehow get misplaced.

\tRustling emanated from a nearby elderberry bush. Buddy flinched and gazed at the point of movement he'd seen, staring at an approaching presence making strides towards his direction.

\t"Oh shit." Buddy whispered to himself, wondering if he wouldn't be caught by a random police officer or a competitor, wheeling and dealing while practicing much more aggressive and violent terms of sale conduct.

\tMaxwell walked towards Buddy, perfectly nude from head to toe, looking completely satisfied.

\t"Uh..."

\t"Don't ask. Clothes?"

\tBuddy just held his knapsack up towards Max, pried open. He stared in a deadpan silence as Max yanked his clothing free and slipped his shorts and tank-top on, getting dressed in a hurry.

\t"I'm sorry about that, Max." Buddy said, feeling embarrassed and quite downtrodden.

\t"Pfft, you kiddin' me? I'm not!"

\tMax chuckled and leaned down to pat Buddy's shoulder with companionable ease after getting fully dressed. He gave Buddy a charming smile and a friendly wink before striding away from the rat-anthro dealer, feeling like a million dollars. Fully rejuvenated and devoid of a single concern in sight.

\tBuddy stared at Max, completely awestruck and waited for him to retrieve his clothing and leave Buddy's presence behind completely before finally blowing a raspberry and exhaling a deep sigh. He rubbed his snout and forehead, feeling relieved that Max decided against kicking his lily ass to and fro. Buddy chuckled to himself, shaking his head.

\t"Freaking bassists, man."

\t~

\tMax walked by a stunning beauty of a cat-fox girl standing near an ice cream truck on his way back to his homebound destination. He glanced at her in passing and she looked over at him just as attentively, feeling a foreign sense of recognition. She was dressed in a cute skimpy summer outfit with a revealing midriff cut and swanky feminine beach sandals, wearing a pair of heart-shaped pink sunshades. Max acknowledged her by nodding his head and smiling wide, revealing a small silver snaggletooth. She placed a hand-paw upon her face, covering her grinning lips and admiring the handsome fellow, wondering why he looked so damn familiar.

\tBurton was thrilled to bring Peony a small ice chest filled to the brim with Purple-Nurple.

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