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Needed to clear the block I had with the... frak, five different things I'm writing at the moment.
Not really sure where this idea came from. Something about a male-herm being bred by a women with a strap-on using their own seed unwittingly just tickled my brain, and I wrote everything else around making that happen.

One of those stories you really can't do a follow on to, because the continuation goes something like:
A "How did this happen?"
B "Oh I did it without telling you."
A "How could you do this, I don't even know who the father is."
B "Don't worry, you're the father too."
Insert tears, violent out burst, ruins the moment really.

Also, don't know why I needed to justify how Vicky was a hermaphrodite, this being furry smut after all, but for some reason that makes it sit better in my head.

As always, I have a Ko-fi link if you feel generous. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy", "writing": "\"Hmmm, mum, ahhh, mum!\"\n\nThe usual cry of the Sycamore household broke the quiet morning air. The loving tone of a mother's boy for their parent, mixed with the groans and creaks of a vigorous teen in the heat of lust. If others saw, then maybe they'd be disgusted, but the elder occupant of that king-sized bed reckoned there'd be equal numbers enjoying themselves to the sight of two red-orange pelts, blending in the rumpled white linen.\n\n\"That's it, that's it Vicky-baby, cum for momma.\" Valerie whispered into the fluffy ear opposite her, her ankles wrapped tight on rolling hocks. Her paws dug deep into her darling's russet red pelt; on end about the wiry frame of his arms and back, but soft as silk as she traced down to the plumper hips and rump.\n\nVictor shivered in adoration at that touch, nuzzling a white and red muzzle into thick fluff to muffle his grunting. Firm tips of teats dug though his fur as her half-moon breasts mashed into his taut chest, the same pair he'd suckled on once, now a cushion for his affections. His fingers held her narrow waist, thumbs in the tiny amount of fat that she could never shake.\n\nThat had been where it had started, watching her home yoga, having come back a crying mess from yet one more date gone sour. They'd both sunk into this embrace but neither thought it wrong, each enjoying the other's body, and all they had to offer.\n\nThe vixen's creeping fingers dipped down, following the line of his tail, the curve of a bouncy buttock. She wore her devious smile, ruined slightly by the early morning vigour her son was lavishing her with. But the mother fox knew just what she could do to even the score, and start the darling’s day right.\n\n\"Eep!\"\n\nHe gasped, as she chuckled, her touch slipping into that valley between his thighs, and finding his little secret.\n\n\"Mummy loves, all of you,\" she assured, breath hot and full of groans, as digits teased at not a pair of heavy balls, or a tight little ring, but a warm, wet pair of oozing foxy lips. He bucked into her grip, cock and cunt twitching under her skilled, wicked touch. She loved him, even if the things that made him special drove others away, or held him back from trying.\n\nThey'd had this morning ritual, or nightly tradition, for years now. It'd started with comforting snuggles and innocent touches, as the single mother explained all about his special nature. He'd needed a little more than your usual kit when it came to the Birds and the Bees.\n\nVictor, or Victoria if he ever chose, was a one in a million functional hermaphrodite. The doctors said it was chimerism, that as a bundle of cells he and his potential sister had merged together, and made one very unique little kit. What that meant in practicality, was that mother fox had a whole other set of parts to make her baby feel all the better with.\n\n\"Mum... gonna, gonna...\" With two dainty digits working at his clit, Vicky's eyes were crossing, his knot full and throbbing at the base of his shaft. His mother ground against him, letting his youthful, energetic body do most of the work, her motion a slow tide back into him, grinding on that thick bulge like a beach ball.\n\n\"Come on Vicky-baby, give everything to mum. Give me every drop!\"\n\nHe barked his reply, a high-pitched yap through her collar fluff, the scent of vixen overwhelming him. His seed burst out, thick and steaming from his pointed tip, stopped only by the courageous efforts of a straining condom. It ballooned, filling up the suckling tunnel like a second, squishier knot, till at last his heavy load came to a stop.\n\nShe kissed his fuzzy cheek, before sliding off, his softening shaft and the used rubber making a wet sound as she did.\n\nCareful as always, she slid the protection off and gave him a tissue to clean up the mess. He always was more productive when the season took them, having both sets of genitals meant her poor baby was his own worst enemy when the pheromones started flying.\n\n\"Love you too baby,\" she kissed his blissfully drooping muzzle, and let him lie a little longer in the sheets. She adored seeing him like this, not a worry in his boneless body, as he drank her in and pawed at her with instinctive affection. But the day had to start eventually, and now drained, he'd have classes to get to, and she had a commute to start. So she pecked his sleepy brow and whispered a reminder to shower before she slipped free and padded about the house, full prophylactic deposited safely in the bin alongside last night's.\n\n***\n\nBreakfast used to be a big affair for the Sycamore household, it being the only time that the single vixen could guarantee her darling got a good meal inside them before rushing off. But now, with the young tod's final year of school soon coming to a close, he spent as much of it filling applications as he did stuffing his gullet.\n\n\"Slow down, Vicky, don't eat the plate,\" she admonished, sipping her morning coffee. He flashed her a grin, a hint of canine poking out behind his lip, his cheeks bulging with toast, while his clever paws typed away on the laptop.\n\n\"Shorry mum,\" swallowing, crumbs all over the notes and letters, \"but Mr Hendricks says we should apply to everywhere, just in case. Munstadt Uni sounds amazing, like, they're up in the mountains, and have a cable car to visit the town. I know I probably won't get in, but still I've got to-\"\n\nShaking her head, Valerie shushed her babbling babe till he remembered the manners she'd drilled between his ears.\n\n\"You don't have to rush, you know that baby? I'm not going to kick you out the day you get your certificates. And there's always internships, or even just working locally to get your bearings.\" She'd hoped bringing it up gently would calm him, but the tod only fidgeted, pawing at the back of his head with a sheepish look to his eyes.\n\n\"Sorry, I just want to spread my wings a little. Not saying I want to ditch you or anything, but it'll be nice to try it on my own, and maybe... you know, um, find that uh... someone, you know?\"\n\nNo matter how shy and guilty he looked at the admission, she couldn't help feeling as if a dagger had pierced her heart. But then, that was natural wasn't it? He was bigger now, and more confident, of course he'd get the urge to find a lady, or a man, of his own. Still, she worried, remembering the times she'd been the only thing keeping him together, because of what made him different. Her baby deserved that special someone, who'd love him no matter what, just like she did. And she'd be lying if she didn't admit her own pleasure in what they'd made together.\n\n\"I just want you to be happy baby, and not get yourself worked up. You need stability, and without school to give you something to do, I worry you'll slip back a little. We can talk about it later though, just promise me you'll think about it, the world isn't going anywhere.\"\n\nThat seemed to ease the tod's mind a little, his typing a little slower as he ate the last of his eggs and bacon.\n\nWith a quick kiss of her nose and cheek, thanking her for the breakfast and reminding her she was the best mum a fox could ask for, he tossed his bag over a shoulder, and left her to get ready.\n\nHis words warmed Valerie's belly more than the fresh coffee, but she had to swallow down the little worm of doubt. Was she ready to see her Vicky go? Maybe it was just the worries of any mother, but still, the thought of where he'd been without her help, led her to scheming ways of holding on, just a little longer. Just till he had something another life-line should the worst happen.\n\n***\n\n\"Vicky,\" she purred along her baby's ears, soft pillowy breasts pressing into his neck, \"come to bed love, it's late, and I'm getting cold waiting all on my lonesome.\" She rubbed his shoulders, nuzzling and licking at his pelt, taking in the cocktail of scent that made him stand out. A male filled with rut and a female in the grip of nature's urge, familiar, and hers.\n\nThe tod whined a little, shaking his head to free it from the full bouquet of vixen that swirled about his nostrils, trying to focus on the computer, \"Just a little longer, mum. Almost done with this one, then I'll come straight up.\"\n\nValerie smirked and nipped at his fluffy ear, \"But Vicky,\" she sighed, \"I've got something special for you tonight, please? Come to bed sweetie.\"\n\nThe sweet pout in her voice, the lilt, it had him dripping into his pants, from both sides. His coat puffed and fluffed in a shiver of desire, as teenaged lust eroded all good intentions.\n\n\"It'll still be there in the morning,\" she tempted, her tongue lapping gentle and dry from base to tip of one perked ear, then the other. \"I've got such a treat for my baby. Come up and play.\"\n\nHis neck craned back, snout brushing along hers, as the murring purr of affection came unbidden up his sternum.\n\n\"Fiiine~,\" he relented, the tod turned off the monitor and pushed away his chair. He couldn't say no, not when he ached for her aroma, her touch. Maybe one day he'd get tired of the vigorous, loving, bed bouncing fun that only two, accepting foxes could share, but as a healthy young teen, he couldn't imagine when that would be.\n\nHis tail end was shaking back and forth, watching her slinky body in her flimsy nightdress ascend the stairs, hips wiggling with each step.\n\n\"Good boy,\" she winked over her shoulder, knowing his eyes were fixed on her tail, raised high and advertising all she had to offer.\n\nDashing to catch her, they shared an embrace at the top, his paws encircling her lush curves, mouthing at her scruff, while her nails dipped into his tight muscles. She gave a tug and pull to guide him the last few paces till they arrived at the bedroom door. Technically hers, but then, why bother distinguishing anymore, when she spent most nights sharing it with him.\n\nHer paws were on his every step of the way, tugging off shirt, belt, trousers and pants, till he was as naked as they day she bore him. He was beautiful, his duel nature leading to a perfect androgyny that had the vixen licking her lips, remembering her youth \"Experimenting\".\n\nHis upper half was masculine for the most part, though his features were softer, the markings only subtle, his lashes longer. Her gaze followed his pale belly down, over flat breasts and tight stomach, to the flash of pink already showing in his thickening sheath, the sides bulging with the eager knot waiting within. If it wasn't for the swinging sac of his virility, his rear could easily be mistaken for a girl, one with generous proportions at that. Between a pert, round rump and beneath a hefty pair waited the tight little slit that called to her bisexual desires, a flawless little foxy cunny, that made him all the more special to her.\n\n\"Get on the bed, sweetie, momma wants to spoil her baby tonight~\" She cooed and kissed his cheeks, teasing fingertips under his balls, cradling them as she pushed the young fox back. On the springy surface, amongst her sheets, Vicky panted, his pupils dilating, scenting in the aromas only stronger with their familiar setting.\n\nHe was a bolt of orange against the white, grinning eager and overwhelmed, his switch truly flipped, and course work a figment of some other tod’s imagination.\n\nValerie may not have been as young as she once was, but she wasn't an old crone. A teenage pregnancy meant she was still in her prime, if perhaps a little paler in a few places, a little thicker in some others. She crawled up, letting her son bask in the swing and flow of her mature figure. Her muzzle bent to peck and lap at his peeking prick, making it spill out in excitement to greet her.\n\n\"There he is,\" she tittered, giving the musky spire a loving lick, tracing the thick vein from base to tip, before dipping down to suck a squirming nut, and then the twin beside it.\n\nVicky groaned and huffed, his fingers entangling in her head fluff. Never rough, he held her ears, tugged at them till they pricked, so she could hear him sing her praises all the better. \"Ah mum, that's nice. Fffu- oooh. Right there, you, you're so good, at this, stuff.\"\n\nShe giggled, licking his pulsing shaft, seeing the sheen of her licking all along the length. Almost ready, she thought, almost time.\n\n\"Baby, Mummy wants to try something different tonight,\" her tone was playful and light, as her cheek rubbed against his splayed out thighs. \"I want to make you feel special, all of you, if you'll let me.\"\n\nShe could feel the tod trembling, his hormones skyrocketing at the suggestion. The little nudge she'd given him to push him that way, had him wheezing and wanting.\n\n\"Mum, you know, I'm... not always, you know, happy with it,\" he whined, but already his knees were parting, giving under her insistence, opening the gates to her attention.\n\n\"Vicky,\" she purred, fingers easing under his full purse, gently probing his precious, secret slit. \"You're perfect, just the way you are. All of you. I adore you baby. Every inch.\"\n\nHer kisses traced the edges of his labia. Already he leaked for her, his dual desires taunting one another in their sexual needs. His lower lips ached and beaded slick moisture, as his cock twitched above, not caring where the pleasure came from, only that it did.\n\nValerie opened wide and dug in, her tongue seeking out his throbbing clit. One brush had the tod whining, the second, squealing. She didn't stop until he was crying out her name in bliss, till he was writhing on the sheets and begging for anything, till he was ready for his special treat.\n\nWith a groan of need, the mother vixen leant back, giving Vicky a moment to whine and paw at her for leaving his sweet little spot so soon. But the time was nigh, her mission accomplished, and she couldn't wait much more herself.\n\nShe prowled up the bed, rubbing her flowing frame all along his side. The air was thick with them both, two vixen's in heat, and a rutty male eager for them, even if two of those were the same fox.\n\nAbout to whine about where his lover had gone, Vicky opened his eyes and saw a sight that had his heart stop.\n\n\"Take me Vicky,\" she was saying, with lidded eyes and not words, her body on all fours with tail high and shoulders low. She was the very picture of a shamelessly lustful vixen in heat. And all he wanted was to dive into her.\n\nHe licked his muzzle in hungry desire, sparing the seconds he needed to slip beneath that arch of russet fur and lap a quick stroke of her in turn, tasting what they both already knew. Salty, musky, slightly sour, and utterly intoxicating, she wanted him without a seconds delay. And who was he, a horny teen in love with the most important woman of his life, to say no.\nBut when his paw snatched at the bedside cabinet for the packet of protection, she cooed for his attention.\n\n\"Ah ah ah, not tonight. Tonight, mummy wants all of you.\"\n\nIf the temperature rise he felt was real, it would have fried his fur right then and there.\n\n\"Wha-? But mum, what if…\" He didn't finish the sentence, she already had an excuse on her lips.\n\n\"This could be the last time we're in heat together. When you leave, we might not synch up any more, or you might be gone when it happens. Don't you want to, make it special, one last time, just in case we may never get to do it again?\" She crooned and arched, wiggling her bottom in a seductive tease.\n\nHe swallowed, mouth full of drool, and prick full of rut. \"B-but, what about the, you know, risks?\"\n\n\"Baby, mummy's a grown woman, she knows how to take care of things. Just one time sweetie?\" \n\nHer honeyed words worked, he nodded and inched his hips towards her till the pointed tip kissed her sizzling vulva.\n\nNaked, it was so much warmer and wetter than he'd ever realised, and just that touch was enough pressure to make her moan, and a puff of her lusty scent to escape those engorged lips.\n\nNot that he wasn't groaning too, fur on end with the extremity of the taboo. Over the countless times the pair had had sex, never did it feel as wrong or right as now, to be pushing his iron hard rod through that silky maw, feeling the walls drag along him bare and unprotected.\n\nHer noises were music to his ears, as they rose and fell with him, his paws gripping her ample hips, her tail brushing his tummy and tickling his nose. The slap and squelch, they were both so wet, filled the room, along with their grunting and groans. An orchestra of sex as the two lovers crossed a line that had been holding them back for so long.\n\nHis length brushed and mapped the walls, each tender fold, and shiver-inducing groove for the first time. She was a silken vice, gripping tight with each thrust, his knot pressing firmly on her daring clit, dragging against it without the muted distance of a latex sheath.\n\n\"Ohh, fffuck, mum, oh, it, it's so goood~\" he mouthed into her shoulder, trying not to hump and shoot his bolt too soon. His cock was already flexing and twitching, leaving thin spurts of pre in an attempt to mark his territory.\n\n\"Isn't it just, Vicky. Mmm, mummy loves it too, you're so hot, and hard. Take it, slowly now, let's not waste this.\"\n\nHe tried to heed her request and keep it slow. At least as slow as his hormones would allow. Head a mess of swirling, invasive thoughts, his primal instinct was growling away at his reason, begging him to mate, to fill and mark, and pump every ounce of seed he had into her warm, waiting, fertile depths.\n\n\"Do it Vicky-baby, deep as you like. I want it too, come on, mate me love.\" Valerie writhed, bucked back, and forced her rear into his groin, trying to spear herself as fully as she could.\n\nThe desperate tod gasped, hiccuped, and buried his teeth gently about the scruff of her neck, feeling the rush of slick squishing into his groin and rolling down his sac. He humped, an eager teen drunk on love and lust, cushioned hips dragging back and smacking forth, a torrid squelch escaping where they met with each rigorous pump.\n\nHis knot was plump, his need urgent. He gave a tentative push, Valerie only urging him on with her frantic panting. Another bump, and his mother shivered, his lips peppering her neck, and his claws tight about her hips, holding her still as that growing bulb caught on the rim of her quim, and slid home with a meaty thunk.\n\nVictor whined, a shuddering, toe-curling, spine-tingling cry, his vision swimming with sparks and stars as his swollen knot locked them together. It was pure fire, his mother's molten insides gripping him like a glove. No barrier between them, it was the most natural sex either had ever dared have, and it was perfect.\n\nHer tunnel milked him, a rippling wave of ecstasy, massaging him as her own climax shook her. They'd shared many an orgasm before, but this was different. A tide of boiling spunk, desperate to find a home, bulged the vein of her son's cock, billowing forth in a wet flood. She felt every pulse, and saw every drop in her mind's eye, leaving her drooling and drooping against the sheets as she was filled to the brim with his eager tribute.\n\nThey held fast, stuck till the tide would fade, the vixen moaning with a mix of relief and utter pleasure. Nothing beat a creampie while in heat.\n\n\"L-love you mum,\" he whispered, not entirely sure if she could hear him in the panting and purring. But he still mouthed it, his eyes fluttering as he felt not just the thumping drag of sperm shooting through his cock, but the desperate, hungry clench of his hidden cunt wishing to have the same.\nThey lay like that, in a sticky, pungent, satisfied heap. Not a word shared, till at last, the vixen rocked, and the tie began to ease. It came out with a wet sucking, Vicky's shaft slimy and dripping as it flopped free.\n\nValerie sighed, satisfied in more ways than she could explain, leaning to the right till they flopped on their sides.\n\n\"Thanks, mum, that was, hhhmmmnn~\" his sleepy head nuzzled into her fluffy scruff, loving licks lavishing her as he soaked in their shared special moment.\n\nThe vixen wanted little more than to do the same, to snuggle into his arms and rest content. But, she had one more treat she wanted to give before the night was over.\n\n\"Thank you sweetie,\" she ruffled his fur a moment, before prying free, leaving him to whimper with disappointment that their cuddling had stopped so soon. She swung her upper half over the edge of the bed, reaching underneath to retrieve something she'd prepared for just this moment.\n\nWhen Vicky opened his eyes, lips about to ask what she was doing, he saw the lady of his dreams standing in front of him, but with a very unladylike attachment bobbing from her crotch. It was a ruddy pink, knotted like his own, perhaps a little bigger about the base, and held on with strips about her hips.\n\nHe knew what a strap-on was, but the fact his mother had one boggled his mind a moment. Long enough for her to slide back onto the bed, put a paw on his knee, and smile so softly.\n\n\"Vicky, mummy loves you dearly, you know that, don't you? I know you're looking for that special someone, but if it's alright, if you don't mind... me, I'd love to share your special moment with you. If you'd let me?\"\n\nHe swallowed, blushing down to his fuzzy toes at the request. \"Mum, ah, you, want to, fuck me, with that... thing?\"\n\nShe giggled, nodding with the slightest sway of her head, advancing slowly up the bed.\n\n\"Yes baby, I want to share that with you, your first. I want to let you know I love you, all of you, even the bits you don't. I want you to know how it feels to accept this part for once.\"\n\nHer other paw mirrored the first, spreading his shaking legs till he was exposed. His heat wracked cleft was dripping, begging for a male counterpart, even if in his head he was less certain about it.\n\nBut... this was his mum, his lover and friend and rock, the fox he adored more than anyone. He couldn't say no to her, not in the most precious moment he could imagine.\n\n\"Go slow, mum,\" he begged, the young tod shuffling his rear till he could feel her, feel the cold, rubber tip kiss his slick and eager lips.\n\n\"Oh Vicky,\" she replied in a swoon, bumping his shy clit, grinding just hard enough to make his hips shiver, \"I'll make your first time, so, special. Just relax, I know, exactly, how a vixen likes it.\"\n\nShe did, and the tod whimpered as he was breached, the toy's weight and firmness making his heart flip. It was big, harder to take than he expected, but the sensation, and knowing that his mum, of all the people in the world, was easing her cock into his tight, virgin slit, it filled him with a buzzing, mind numbing static.\n\nValerie almost fumbled her precious payload, her own legs shaking at the sight of her innocent little Vicky opening up for her. His tight walls tugged at the lubricated shaft, smoothing its way past his nerves till he was clutching the sheets and panting at the new and alien feeling.\n\nIt was a rush of adrenaline and endorphins like no other, a flood of euphoria as he was skewered deeper than he'd ever dared test himself. The tod was aflame, shivering and whimpering a happy sob, as the faux rod eased its way, till that giant bulge nudged his hole with a filthy squelch.\n\nHe was full, split and stuffed, his mum's pointed tip tickling something he knew was in there, but didn't often think about. She pressed a little closer, till her fluffy tummy fur mashed into his, a warm, soft addition to the hard, unrelenting toy, taking his other first time.\n\nEye to golden eye, she kissed away a tear he didn't realise he'd shed, before taking his muzzle fully with her own. Their tongues rolled and wrapped as Valerie's hips gave their first gentle thrust.\n\nShe was the picture of loving mother, kissing away his fears, whispering sweet nothing and mouthing her endless affections. All the while, the toy never stilled, grinding slowly, back and forth, the bumps dragging with surprising skill against his inner ridges, seeking out that spot she knew was waiting.\n\nSuddenly his back arched, his ears standing on end, his shocked, kitten yelp breaking the spell of lust he'd fallen under. It was an explosion, a burst of tingly, squishy delight, concentrated just where her cock mashed in.\n\n\"Found it,\" she chuckled, shifting her angle a little till his was crying in rapture, his paws wrapping tight about her. \"That sweetie, is your G-spot. Enjoy it, all of it, you deserve it Vicky, every part.\"\n\nIt was a whole new world of delight to the hermaphrodite male, a barrier broke down in his mind, letting a tide wash through him from whisker tip to thrashing tail. The solid invader was so much more than a finger, rigid rubber that he clenched about and felt spread him wide, leading to a steady trickle of frothy fluid to dribble down his thighs, and a small bubble of unspent cum to bead at the end of his re-invigorated cock.\n\nWith their bodies so close, his trapped member was rubbed between two furry bellies, a tickling, intimate stroking as his mother panted her adoration into his ears and promised him nothing but love and good times.\n\nHer thrusts became longer, a slow drag out till just the tip kissed his entrance, and then a shove that pushed her flat into him, mashing at that wonderful spot that left his eyes flitting back into his skull.\n\n\"Sweetie, ready for, the knotting now? Want to feel, what you make me feel, every night? Every day?\"\n\nHer breaths were rushed and needy, her own lust rising to meet her beloved baby's. How she resisted the urge to simply pound away into his juicy folds, and ride out their simultaneous orgasms, she'd never know. Her sinful secret need burned away inside her core, her loins leaking sticky ropes into harness and fur. But she held back, till, with a breathy groan of agreement, Vicky nodded.\nShe shoved forward, that stubborn knot popping in with a wet plop. Her paws gripped his, pinning him down as she felt his cunny quiver and tighten, clenching, and in doing, squeezing out her final surprise of the night.\n\nVicky's eyes shot wide, looking up with muzzle open. Something warm and wet splashed against his virgin cervix, a deluge to match his own, as his mum grunted, and emptied a load into him. The clutching of his own body around the knot, pushed the toy to release the reservoir hidden in the hilt. The more he felt, the more he squeezed, the more it came. Warmed by Valerie's body, it pooled somewhere indescribable to him, a sensation that had him shiver and sigh in animal relief.\n\n\"Like it baby?\" Mother vixen was huffing, enjoying her own devilish climax, savouring his every expression. \"Makes it feel more, authentic. Do you, ah-ah, feel it baby, filling you up, deep, deep down? That's what mummy felt, when you shot a thick, hot, load, all the way inside. Makes the heat, so much better.\"\n\nVictor could barely answer, his hips bucking and rocking, his belly twinging in unfamiliar ways. The strange liquid was pouring down his passage, filling him in more ways than one, and in the grip of a crashing orgasm, it was all he could do to pant and grunt and spurt, and make a mess of both their bellies, as a duel climax took him over the edge.\n\nAt long, aching last, he shivered, collapsing as all strength left him, save enough for an affectionate paw about his mother. She peppered his brow, cheek, and throat with kisses, snuggling down, and making him purr as the toy shifted ever so slightly, still stuck inside, with a knot that wouldn't ever go down.\n\n\"Mum... fuck... that was...\" he mumbled, dazed and exhausted, paws kneading her sides as he hugged her all the tighter.\n\n\"Special baby, it was, very, very special,\" Valerie purred, fingers about his belly. \"And one day, you'll meet that special someone, that will love you, no matter what.\"\n\nSmiling she kissed him to sleep, thinking about the two empty condoms, sitting in the bin.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": ""Hmmm, mum, ahhh, mum!"

The usual cry of the Sycamore household broke the quiet morning air. The loving tone of a mother's boy for their parent, mixed with the groans and creaks of a vigorous teen in the heat of lust. If others saw, then maybe they'd be disgusted, but the elder occupant of that king-sized bed reckoned there'd be equal numbers enjoying themselves to the sight of two red-orange pelts, blending in the rumpled white linen.

"That's it, that's it Vicky-baby, cum for momma." Valerie whispered into the fluffy ear opposite her, her ankles wrapped tight on rolling hocks. Her paws dug deep into her darling's russet red pelt; on end about the wiry frame of his arms and back, but soft as silk as she traced down to the plumper hips and rump.

Victor shivered in adoration at that touch, nuzzling a white and red muzzle into thick fluff to muffle his grunting. Firm tips of teats dug though his fur as her half-moon breasts mashed into his taut chest, the same pair he'd suckled on once, now a cushion for his affections. His fingers held her narrow waist, thumbs in the tiny amount of fat that she could never shake.

That had been where it had started, watching her home yoga, having come back a crying mess from yet one more date gone sour. They'd both sunk into this embrace but neither thought it wrong, each enjoying the other's body, and all they had to offer.

The vixen's creeping fingers dipped down, following the line of his tail, the curve of a bouncy buttock. She wore her devious smile, ruined slightly by the early morning vigour her son was lavishing her with. But the mother fox knew just what she could do to even the score, and start the darling’s day right.

"Eep!"

He gasped, as she chuckled, her touch slipping into that valley between his thighs, and finding his little secret.

"Mummy loves, all of you," she assured, breath hot and full of groans, as digits teased at not a pair of heavy balls, or a tight little ring, but a warm, wet pair of oozing foxy lips. He bucked into her grip, cock and cunt twitching under her skilled, wicked touch. She loved him, even if the things that made him special drove others away, or held him back from trying.

They'd had this morning ritual, or nightly tradition, for years now. It'd started with comforting snuggles and innocent touches, as the single mother explained all about his special nature. He'd needed a little more than your usual kit when it came to the Birds and the Bees.

Victor, or Victoria if he ever chose, was a one in a million functional hermaphrodite. The doctors said it was chimerism, that as a bundle of cells he and his potential sister had merged together, and made one very unique little kit. What that meant in practicality, was that mother fox had a whole other set of parts to make her baby feel all the better with.

"Mum... gonna, gonna..." With two dainty digits working at his clit, Vicky's eyes were crossing, his knot full and throbbing at the base of his shaft. His mother ground against him, letting his youthful, energetic body do most of the work, her motion a slow tide back into him, grinding on that thick bulge like a beach ball.

"Come on Vicky-baby, give everything to mum. Give me every drop!"

He barked his reply, a high-pitched yap through her collar fluff, the scent of vixen overwhelming him. His seed burst out, thick and steaming from his pointed tip, stopped only by the courageous efforts of a straining condom. It ballooned, filling up the suckling tunnel like a second, squishier knot, till at last his heavy load came to a stop.

She kissed his fuzzy cheek, before sliding off, his softening shaft and the used rubber making a wet sound as she did.

Careful as always, she slid the protection off and gave him a tissue to clean up the mess. He always was more productive when the season took them, having both sets of genitals meant her poor baby was his own worst enemy when the pheromones started flying.

"Love you too baby," she kissed his blissfully drooping muzzle, and let him lie a little longer in the sheets. She adored seeing him like this, not a worry in his boneless body, as he drank her in and pawed at her with instinctive affection. But the day had to start eventually, and now drained, he'd have classes to get to, and she had a commute to start. So she pecked his sleepy brow and whispered a reminder to shower before she slipped free and padded about the house, full prophylactic deposited safely in the bin alongside last night's.

***

Breakfast used to be a big affair for the Sycamore household, it being the only time that the single vixen could guarantee her darling got a good meal inside them before rushing off. But now, with the young tod's final year of school soon coming to a close, he spent as much of it filling applications as he did stuffing his gullet.

"Slow down, Vicky, don't eat the plate," she admonished, sipping her morning coffee. He flashed her a grin, a hint of canine poking out behind his lip, his cheeks bulging with toast, while his clever paws typed away on the laptop.

"Shorry mum," swallowing, crumbs all over the notes and letters, "but Mr Hendricks says we should apply to everywhere, just in case. Munstadt Uni sounds amazing, like, they're up in the mountains, and have a cable car to visit the town. I know I probably won't get in, but still I've got to-"

Shaking her head, Valerie shushed her babbling babe till he remembered the manners she'd drilled between his ears.

"You don't have to rush, you know that baby? I'm not going to kick you out the day you get your certificates. And there's always internships, or even just working locally to get your bearings." She'd hoped bringing it up gently would calm him, but the tod only fidgeted, pawing at the back of his head with a sheepish look to his eyes.

"Sorry, I just want to spread my wings a little. Not saying I want to ditch you or anything, but it'll be nice to try it on my own, and maybe... you know, um, find that uh... someone, you know?"

No matter how shy and guilty he looked at the admission, she couldn't help feeling as if a dagger had pierced her heart. But then, that was natural wasn't it? He was bigger now, and more confident, of course he'd get the urge to find a lady, or a man, of his own. Still, she worried, remembering the times she'd been the only thing keeping him together, because of what made him different. Her baby deserved that special someone, who'd love him no matter what, just like she did. And she'd be lying if she didn't admit her own pleasure in what they'd made together.

"I just want you to be happy baby, and not get yourself worked up. You need stability, and without school to give you something to do, I worry you'll slip back a little. We can talk about it later though, just promise me you'll think about it, the world isn't going anywhere."

That seemed to ease the tod's mind a little, his typing a little slower as he ate the last of his eggs and bacon.

With a quick kiss of her nose and cheek, thanking her for the breakfast and reminding her she was the best mum a fox could ask for, he tossed his bag over a shoulder, and left her to get ready.

His words warmed Valerie's belly more than the fresh coffee, but she had to swallow down the little worm of doubt. Was she ready to see her Vicky go? Maybe it was just the worries of any mother, but still, the thought of where he'd been without her help, led her to scheming ways of holding on, just a little longer. Just till he had something another life-line should the worst happen.

***

"Vicky," she purred along her baby's ears, soft pillowy breasts pressing into his neck, "come to bed love, it's late, and I'm getting cold waiting all on my lonesome." She rubbed his shoulders, nuzzling and licking at his pelt, taking in the cocktail of scent that made him stand out. A male filled with rut and a female in the grip of nature's urge, familiar, and hers.

The tod whined a little, shaking his head to free it from the full bouquet of vixen that swirled about his nostrils, trying to focus on the computer, "Just a little longer, mum. Almost done with this one, then I'll come straight up."

Valerie smirked and nipped at his fluffy ear, "But Vicky," she sighed, "I've got something special for you tonight, please? Come to bed sweetie."

The sweet pout in her voice, the lilt, it had him dripping into his pants, from both sides. His coat puffed and fluffed in a shiver of desire, as teenaged lust eroded all good intentions.

"It'll still be there in the morning," she tempted, her tongue lapping gentle and dry from base to tip of one perked ear, then the other. "I've got such a treat for my baby. Come up and play."

His neck craned back, snout brushing along hers, as the murring purr of affection came unbidden up his sternum.

"Fiiine~," he relented, the tod turned off the monitor and pushed away his chair. He couldn't say no, not when he ached for her aroma, her touch. Maybe one day he'd get tired of the vigorous, loving, bed bouncing fun that only two, accepting foxes could share, but as a healthy young teen, he couldn't imagine when that would be.

His tail end was shaking back and forth, watching her slinky body in her flimsy nightdress ascend the stairs, hips wiggling with each step.

"Good boy," she winked over her shoulder, knowing his eyes were fixed on her tail, raised high and advertising all she had to offer.

Dashing to catch her, they shared an embrace at the top, his paws encircling her lush curves, mouthing at her scruff, while her nails dipped into his tight muscles. She gave a tug and pull to guide him the last few paces till they arrived at the bedroom door. Technically hers, but then, why bother distinguishing anymore, when she spent most nights sharing it with him.

Her paws were on his every step of the way, tugging off shirt, belt, trousers and pants, till he was as naked as they day she bore him. He was beautiful, his duel nature leading to a perfect androgyny that had the vixen licking her lips, remembering her youth "Experimenting".

His upper half was masculine for the most part, though his features were softer, the markings only subtle, his lashes longer. Her gaze followed his pale belly down, over flat breasts and tight stomach, to the flash of pink already showing in his thickening sheath, the sides bulging with the eager knot waiting within. If it wasn't for the swinging sac of his virility, his rear could easily be mistaken for a girl, one with generous proportions at that. Between a pert, round rump and beneath a hefty pair waited the tight little slit that called to her bisexual desires, a flawless little foxy cunny, that made him all the more special to her.

"Get on the bed, sweetie, momma wants to spoil her baby tonight~" She cooed and kissed his cheeks, teasing fingertips under his balls, cradling them as she pushed the young fox back. On the springy surface, amongst her sheets, Vicky panted, his pupils dilating, scenting in the aromas only stronger with their familiar setting.

He was a bolt of orange against the white, grinning eager and overwhelmed, his switch truly flipped, and course work a figment of some other tod’s imagination.

Valerie may not have been as young as she once was, but she wasn't an old crone. A teenage pregnancy meant she was still in her prime, if perhaps a little paler in a few places, a little thicker in some others. She crawled up, letting her son bask in the swing and flow of her mature figure. Her muzzle bent to peck and lap at his peeking prick, making it spill out in excitement to greet her.

"There he is," she tittered, giving the musky spire a loving lick, tracing the thick vein from base to tip, before dipping down to suck a squirming nut, and then the twin beside it.

Vicky groaned and huffed, his fingers entangling in her head fluff. Never rough, he held her ears, tugged at them till they pricked, so she could hear him sing her praises all the better. "Ah mum, that's nice. Fffu- oooh. Right there, you, you're so good, at this, stuff."

She giggled, licking his pulsing shaft, seeing the sheen of her licking all along the length. Almost ready, she thought, almost time.

"Baby, Mummy wants to try something different tonight," her tone was playful and light, as her cheek rubbed against his splayed out thighs. "I want to make you feel special, all of you, if you'll let me."

She could feel the tod trembling, his hormones skyrocketing at the suggestion. The little nudge she'd given him to push him that way, had him wheezing and wanting.

"Mum, you know, I'm... not always, you know, happy with it," he whined, but already his knees were parting, giving under her insistence, opening the gates to her attention.

"Vicky," she purred, fingers easing under his full purse, gently probing his precious, secret slit. "You're perfect, just the way you are. All of you. I adore you baby. Every inch."

Her kisses traced the edges of his labia. Already he leaked for her, his dual desires taunting one another in their sexual needs. His lower lips ached and beaded slick moisture, as his cock twitched above, not caring where the pleasure came from, only that it did.

Valerie opened wide and dug in, her tongue seeking out his throbbing clit. One brush had the tod whining, the second, squealing. She didn't stop until he was crying out her name in bliss, till he was writhing on the sheets and begging for anything, till he was ready for his special treat.

With a groan of need, the mother vixen leant back, giving Vicky a moment to whine and paw at her for leaving his sweet little spot so soon. But the time was nigh, her mission accomplished, and she couldn't wait much more herself.

She prowled up the bed, rubbing her flowing frame all along his side. The air was thick with them both, two vixen's in heat, and a rutty male eager for them, even if two of those were the same fox.

About to whine about where his lover had gone, Vicky opened his eyes and saw a sight that had his heart stop.

"Take me Vicky," she was saying, with lidded eyes and not words, her body on all fours with tail high and shoulders low. She was the very picture of a shamelessly lustful vixen in heat. And all he wanted was to dive into her.

He licked his muzzle in hungry desire, sparing the seconds he needed to slip beneath that arch of russet fur and lap a quick stroke of her in turn, tasting what they both already knew. Salty, musky, slightly sour, and utterly intoxicating, she wanted him without a seconds delay. And who was he, a horny teen in love with the most important woman of his life, to say no.
But when his paw snatched at the bedside cabinet for the packet of protection, she cooed for his attention.

"Ah ah ah, not tonight. Tonight, mummy wants all of you."

If the temperature rise he felt was real, it would have fried his fur right then and there.

"Wha-? But mum, what if…" He didn't finish the sentence, she already had an excuse on her lips.

"This could be the last time we're in heat together. When you leave, we might not synch up any more, or you might be gone when it happens. Don't you want to, make it special, one last time, just in case we may never get to do it again?" She crooned and arched, wiggling her bottom in a seductive tease.

He swallowed, mouth full of drool, and prick full of rut. "B-but, what about the, you know, risks?"

"Baby, mummy's a grown woman, she knows how to take care of things. Just one time sweetie?"

Her honeyed words worked, he nodded and inched his hips towards her till the pointed tip kissed her sizzling vulva.

Naked, it was so much warmer and wetter than he'd ever realised, and just that touch was enough pressure to make her moan, and a puff of her lusty scent to escape those engorged lips.

Not that he wasn't groaning too, fur on end with the extremity of the taboo. Over the countless times the pair had had sex, never did it feel as wrong or right as now, to be pushing his iron hard rod through that silky maw, feeling the walls drag along him bare and unprotected.

Her noises were music to his ears, as they rose and fell with him, his paws gripping her ample hips, her tail brushing his tummy and tickling his nose. The slap and squelch, they were both so wet, filled the room, along with their grunting and groans. An orchestra of sex as the two lovers crossed a line that had been holding them back for so long.

His length brushed and mapped the walls, each tender fold, and shiver-inducing groove for the first time. She was a silken vice, gripping tight with each thrust, his knot pressing firmly on her daring clit, dragging against it without the muted distance of a latex sheath.

"Ohh, fffuck, mum, oh, it, it's so goood~" he mouthed into her shoulder, trying not to hump and shoot his bolt too soon. His cock was already flexing and twitching, leaving thin spurts of pre in an attempt to mark his territory.

"Isn't it just, Vicky. Mmm, mummy loves it too, you're so hot, and hard. Take it, slowly now, let's not waste this."

He tried to heed her request and keep it slow. At least as slow as his hormones would allow. Head a mess of swirling, invasive thoughts, his primal instinct was growling away at his reason, begging him to mate, to fill and mark, and pump every ounce of seed he had into her warm, waiting, fertile depths.

"Do it Vicky-baby, deep as you like. I want it too, come on, mate me love." Valerie writhed, bucked back, and forced her rear into his groin, trying to spear herself as fully as she could.

The desperate tod gasped, hiccuped, and buried his teeth gently about the scruff of her neck, feeling the rush of slick squishing into his groin and rolling down his sac. He humped, an eager teen drunk on love and lust, cushioned hips dragging back and smacking forth, a torrid squelch escaping where they met with each rigorous pump.

His knot was plump, his need urgent. He gave a tentative push, Valerie only urging him on with her frantic panting. Another bump, and his mother shivered, his lips peppering her neck, and his claws tight about her hips, holding her still as that growing bulb caught on the rim of her quim, and slid home with a meaty thunk.

Victor whined, a shuddering, toe-curling, spine-tingling cry, his vision swimming with sparks and stars as his swollen knot locked them together. It was pure fire, his mother's molten insides gripping him like a glove. No barrier between them, it was the most natural sex either had ever dared have, and it was perfect.

Her tunnel milked him, a rippling wave of ecstasy, massaging him as her own climax shook her. They'd shared many an orgasm before, but this was different. A tide of boiling spunk, desperate to find a home, bulged the vein of her son's cock, billowing forth in a wet flood. She felt every pulse, and saw every drop in her mind's eye, leaving her drooling and drooping against the sheets as she was filled to the brim with his eager tribute.

They held fast, stuck till the tide would fade, the vixen moaning with a mix of relief and utter pleasure. Nothing beat a creampie while in heat.

"L-love you mum," he whispered, not entirely sure if she could hear him in the panting and purring. But he still mouthed it, his eyes fluttering as he felt not just the thumping drag of sperm shooting through his cock, but the desperate, hungry clench of his hidden cunt wishing to have the same.
They lay like that, in a sticky, pungent, satisfied heap. Not a word shared, till at last, the vixen rocked, and the tie began to ease. It came out with a wet sucking, Vicky's shaft slimy and dripping as it flopped free.

Valerie sighed, satisfied in more ways than she could explain, leaning to the right till they flopped on their sides.

"Thanks, mum, that was, hhhmmmnn~" his sleepy head nuzzled into her fluffy scruff, loving licks lavishing her as he soaked in their shared special moment.

The vixen wanted little more than to do the same, to snuggle into his arms and rest content. But, she had one more treat she wanted to give before the night was over.

"Thank you sweetie," she ruffled his fur a moment, before prying free, leaving him to whimper with disappointment that their cuddling had stopped so soon. She swung her upper half over the edge of the bed, reaching underneath to retrieve something she'd prepared for just this moment.

When Vicky opened his eyes, lips about to ask what she was doing, he saw the lady of his dreams standing in front of him, but with a very unladylike attachment bobbing from her crotch. It was a ruddy pink, knotted like his own, perhaps a little bigger about the base, and held on with strips about her hips.

He knew what a strap-on was, but the fact his mother had one boggled his mind a moment. Long enough for her to slide back onto the bed, put a paw on his knee, and smile so softly.

"Vicky, mummy loves you dearly, you know that, don't you? I know you're looking for that special someone, but if it's alright, if you don't mind... me, I'd love to share your special moment with you. If you'd let me?"

He swallowed, blushing down to his fuzzy toes at the request. "Mum, ah, you, want to, fuck me, with that... thing?"

She giggled, nodding with the slightest sway of her head, advancing slowly up the bed.

"Yes baby, I want to share that with you, your first. I want to let you know I love you, all of you, even the bits you don't. I want you to know how it feels to accept this part for once."

Her other paw mirrored the first, spreading his shaking legs till he was exposed. His heat wracked cleft was dripping, begging for a male counterpart, even if in his head he was less certain about it.

But... this was his mum, his lover and friend and rock, the fox he adored more than anyone. He couldn't say no to her, not in the most precious moment he could imagine.

"Go slow, mum," he begged, the young tod shuffling his rear till he could feel her, feel the cold, rubber tip kiss his slick and eager lips.

"Oh Vicky," she replied in a swoon, bumping his shy clit, grinding just hard enough to make his hips shiver, "I'll make your first time, so, special. Just relax, I know, exactly, how a vixen likes it."

She did, and the tod whimpered as he was breached, the toy's weight and firmness making his heart flip. It was big, harder to take than he expected, but the sensation, and knowing that his mum, of all the people in the world, was easing her cock into his tight, virgin slit, it filled him with a buzzing, mind numbing static.

Valerie almost fumbled her precious payload, her own legs shaking at the sight of her innocent little Vicky opening up for her. His tight walls tugged at the lubricated shaft, smoothing its way past his nerves till he was clutching the sheets and panting at the new and alien feeling.

It was a rush of adrenaline and endorphins like no other, a flood of euphoria as he was skewered deeper than he'd ever dared test himself. The tod was aflame, shivering and whimpering a happy sob, as the faux rod eased its way, till that giant bulge nudged his hole with a filthy squelch.

He was full, split and stuffed, his mum's pointed tip tickling something he knew was in there, but didn't often think about. She pressed a little closer, till her fluffy tummy fur mashed into his, a warm, soft addition to the hard, unrelenting toy, taking his other first time.

Eye to golden eye, she kissed away a tear he didn't realise he'd shed, before taking his muzzle fully with her own. Their tongues rolled and wrapped as Valerie's hips gave their first gentle thrust.

She was the picture of loving mother, kissing away his fears, whispering sweet nothing and mouthing her endless affections. All the while, the toy never stilled, grinding slowly, back and forth, the bumps dragging with surprising skill against his inner ridges, seeking out that spot she knew was waiting.

Suddenly his back arched, his ears standing on end, his shocked, kitten yelp breaking the spell of lust he'd fallen under. It was an explosion, a burst of tingly, squishy delight, concentrated just where her cock mashed in.

"Found it," she chuckled, shifting her angle a little till his was crying in rapture, his paws wrapping tight about her. "That sweetie, is your G-spot. Enjoy it, all of it, you deserve it Vicky, every part."

It was a whole new world of delight to the hermaphrodite male, a barrier broke down in his mind, letting a tide wash through him from whisker tip to thrashing tail. The solid invader was so much more than a finger, rigid rubber that he clenched about and felt spread him wide, leading to a steady trickle of frothy fluid to dribble down his thighs, and a small bubble of unspent cum to bead at the end of his re-invigorated cock.

With their bodies so close, his trapped member was rubbed between two furry bellies, a tickling, intimate stroking as his mother panted her adoration into his ears and promised him nothing but love and good times.

Her thrusts became longer, a slow drag out till just the tip kissed his entrance, and then a shove that pushed her flat into him, mashing at that wonderful spot that left his eyes flitting back into his skull.

"Sweetie, ready for, the knotting now? Want to feel, what you make me feel, every night? Every day?"

Her breaths were rushed and needy, her own lust rising to meet her beloved baby's. How she resisted the urge to simply pound away into his juicy folds, and ride out their simultaneous orgasms, she'd never know. Her sinful secret need burned away inside her core, her loins leaking sticky ropes into harness and fur. But she held back, till, with a breathy groan of agreement, Vicky nodded.
She shoved forward, that stubborn knot popping in with a wet plop. Her paws gripped his, pinning him down as she felt his cunny quiver and tighten, clenching, and in doing, squeezing out her final surprise of the night.

Vicky's eyes shot wide, looking up with muzzle open. Something warm and wet splashed against his virgin cervix, a deluge to match his own, as his mum grunted, and emptied a load into him. The clutching of his own body around the knot, pushed the toy to release the reservoir hidden in the hilt. The more he felt, the more he squeezed, the more it came. Warmed by Valerie's body, it pooled somewhere indescribable to him, a sensation that had him shiver and sigh in animal relief.

"Like it baby?" Mother vixen was huffing, enjoying her own devilish climax, savouring his every expression. "Makes it feel more, authentic. Do you, ah-ah, feel it baby, filling you up, deep, deep down? That's what mummy felt, when you shot a thick, hot, load, all the way inside. Makes the heat, so much better."

Victor could barely answer, his hips bucking and rocking, his belly twinging in unfamiliar ways. The strange liquid was pouring down his passage, filling him in more ways than one, and in the grip of a crashing orgasm, it was all he could do to pant and grunt and spurt, and make a mess of both their bellies, as a duel climax took him over the edge.

At long, aching last, he shivered, collapsing as all strength left him, save enough for an affectionate paw about his mother. She peppered his brow, cheek, and throat with kisses, snuggling down, and making him purr as the toy shifted ever so slightly, still stuck inside, with a knot that wouldn't ever go down.

"Mum... fuck... that was..." he mumbled, dazed and exhausted, paws kneading her sides as he hugged her all the tighter.

"Special baby, it was, very, very special," Valerie purred, fingers about his belly. "And one day, you'll meet that special someone, that will love you, no matter what."

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