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", "writing": "Kale smiled, the fox waving and closing the door behind the Female husky as she left the house. He sighed in relief, turning around on the spot and leaning back against the door.\n\"Sheesh! And she said the -puppies- were trouble makers...\"\n\nHe looks down, seeing the tent just starting to form in his black shorts. The way -she- was dressed, she CLEARLY wasn't going to visit her parents... Not when half her cleavage was spilling out her top on a friday evening. She was a well endowed woman, in reasonable shape, clearly could have any male she desired. It didn't help that those high heels and skirt showed off her legs so well. Those manicured paws too, each toe calling to him like a siren to a sailor. But he wasn't here to admire her, he was here to babysit her kits.\n\nHe heaves another sigh, doing his best to control his erection. It doesn't fade due to the fabric now rubbing his tip, but thankfully it doesn't grow any worse. The sudden voice from the stairs jolts him out of his brief daydream about the woman!\n\n\"Is mom gone?\"\n\nA whirling glance and a sigh of exasperation, the fox's tail twitches as he replies,\n\"You're Toby, right? Did you just finish your bath? Where's your sister?\"\n\nHe knew the answer, letting the puppy talk and took the time to learn his quarry. The little Husky was pure white all over, just like his mother. The little boy was lithe, but his fur made him appear larger. He wore a pair of red spider-pig sleeping pants and a slightly darker red shirt with flaming text, that with a little effort read \"Little Devil, Big Horns.\" He held the railing, sticking his tongue out at the fox. Kale briefly worried there would be problems with all of them using the same bathroom since the downstairs one was currently, as their mother had put it, unusable. especially if this was the behavior her could expect from the pups all weekend...\n\n\"You should know, mom isn't looking for a guy like you! So don't get your hopes up! You're the third babysitter she's called this week... We'll make sure you leave early too!\"\nWith that, the 10 year old husky turns on the spot and charges up the stairs.\n\nKale is about to charge after him when he hears a softer voice from out of sight talking to the angry pup,\n\"Toby, c'mon. That wasn't very nice. At least he isn't a stinky old goat...\"\n\"No... he's a stupid fox...\"\n\"Toby...?\"\n\nThe reproachful tone in her voice makes her sound motherly... and a few seconds later, the white husky is trudging back down the stairs, his face visibly sulking at the demeaning reversal of his actions. Kale raises an inquisitive eyebrow as the boy speaks again... in almost rehearsed apathy,\n\"Sorry mister fox.\"\n\nGlancing up the stairs, but turning back to smile warmly at the husky, Kale speaks loud enough for the girl to hear upstairs,\n\"You can call me Kale, Toby. And I appreciate the warning, but I've got no interest in your mom.\"\nHe was admittedly 'intruiged' but he kept that out of his voice as he continued. \n\"It's just my job to make sure you guys don't burn the place down until she comes back Saturday night... \"\nHe calls up the stairs deliberately,\n\"Is that you up there, Annabelle?\"\n\nSomewhat shyly, a dalmation appears at the top of the stairs, arms behind her back. He guessed that she was only twelve given her stature. She was still in a dark blue skirt and bright white/yellow blouse in contrast to her younger brothers pajamas, likely from school. Her fur pattern was speckled, with only two visible larger spots, one on the front of her left droppy ear, and the other just beside her eye. He noted when she blinked, she kinda looked like a pirate, but fought the urge to laugh at the mental image. She bounced slightly on her heels and nodded, answering the fox's question,\n\"Uh huh... Can -I- call you Kale too?\"\n\nThe fox is briefly perplexed by the inflection she had. Was she... flirting? Thankfully\nToby looked up to the dalmation in annoyance, interrupting them,\n\n\"Can I go back to playing Feral Fantasy 3 now?\"\nAnna clearly disapproves, but Kale interjects, raising an eyebrow and testing the girl's authority as he overshadowed her response,\n\"Go for it. Mom only said no T.V. She didn't say no video games.\"\nThis gets a surprised, but excited look over Toby's shoulder, the fox simply smiling at him before the husky dashes off up the stairs, padding past Anna!\n\nThe dalmation grunts angrily as the boy runs past her, somewhat flustered,\n\"H-HEY!\"\nKale walks up the stairs, smiling. Her eyes are somewhat wide and darting from him to the floor and wall then back again, as if unsure how to respond. The fox speaks first, looking down his nose at her as he crossed his arms,\n\"Annabelle. Relax. Your mom told me how you usually keep things 'under control' here when she is out. Make sure you and your brother 'have fun'... But I'm in charge. She told me you don't like being bossed around. So I'm only going to be bossy about one thing. You will HAVE FUN. That clear?\"\n\nHe smirked teasingly, knowing that she'd likely be annoyed by the order. She says nothing, nose crinkled, and ears flattened back as she looked away from him, crossing her own arms. She showed her age and immaturity, having gone from flirty to annoyed in a matter of seconds. He rubs her head softly on his way by her, heading to the den where he heard a game battle underway. Anna muttered sternly under her breath once he was out of earshot...\n\"Oh we'll have fun alright...\"\n\n===\n\nThat evening had gone smoother than some of his other babysitting gigs. Anna mostly kept to herself, only appearing long enough to shoot a disapproving glance at him. Between preparing dinner and tidying up, he watched as Toby struggled through a boss fight for the second time. Now getting familiar with the game, he offers up a suggestion.\n\"Maybe make the brawler stand in front of the healer when he charges the big attack?\"\n\"But then he's so low, the aftershock would kill him...!\"\n\"Right, but since the healer won't have to heal himself this time he can focus on bringing him back up to full.\"\nToby's eyes widen as it clicks,\n\"OH! OH! That could do it!\"\n\"Beat that sucker, and then come downstairs! Food will be ready in just a minute.\"\n\"Kay! Thanks Mister Kale.\"\n\"Just Kale, Toby.\"\nHe's already engrossed back in the game, and the fox chuckles as he dismisses himself.\nWalking down the hall a short rap on the bedroom door gets a terse response from the dalmation without him saying a word.\n\"I heard... Thank you.\"\nKale half smiles, heading downstairs and setting the table. It was far from a feast, but it was fairly nice. Mac and Cheese, cherry pie(from the store, obviously), and grape juice. He hoped the juice might be a way to get on Anna's good side since her mother mentioned it was her favorite.\n\nNaught 5 minutes later he hears a cheer of pride, Toby clearly having finally beat the boss! \n\"WOO! YES!! GOT YOU!! HAHAHAH!\"\nPounding down the stairs, Kale hollars across the house,\n\"Careful buddy!\"\nTo which the husky boy calls back halfway down the stairs, uncaring,\n\"I GOT HIM! I got so close to death! But I used everything I had left and JUST BARELY beat him! YES yes yes yes!\"\nKale can't help but smile at how excited and proud he is, the boy continues, walking to the seat that Kale gestures to at the end of the table,\n\"I've been trying to beat him for 3 days!\"\n\"Wooow! Really?\"\n\"YEAH! And I finally got him low enough to finish him off... I can't wait to see what happens now. I mean the army is supposed to surrender right? If a general dies?\"\nKale chuckles, shrugging,\n\"Well sometimes. It depends on how strongly the soldiers believe in their cause.\"\n\nA soft patter of feet down the stairs interrupts the train of thought, but Toby sniffs at the air, smiling,\n\"Mac and cheese AND pie! You're so awesome, Mister Kale. This is way better than a dumb ol' salad.\"\nA mad huff comes from the dalmation as she strides in casually,\n\"Salads are good for you, Toby. You may not care that you're a pedigree purebred like mom and me, but it DOES matter. You'll thank us someday.\"\n\nKale wants to object but isn't sure what to say, letting it go. Anna was adopted before the woman married, and when her mother successfully produced a purbred pup, the father left inexplicably. He wondered if Anna might be angry at Toby for that... Maybe she was too young.\n\nShe certainly wasn't acting young when she arrived. The fox gawked as she walked into view, realizing what she was wearing to the dinner table. A soft white nightgown, panties, and nothing else. It looked like satin, and came down to her upper thighs. He could tell she wore panties by the fact they were scarlet red, and the nightgown was the faintest bit see-through. His eyes were naturally drawn, not only by the view, but by her posture, to her toes. If they hadn't been painted before, they were now, and glitsened with a similar attention to detail that their mother had. Even Toby got a slight look of embarassment at the sight of his sister, but said nothing, taking an eager bite of the mac and cheese,\n\"AHN! HAWT!\"\nKale seats himself quickly, prying his eyes from her form. But the damage had been done... His sheath opens, and his tip starts prodding into his boxers and he forks the end of his slice of pie, stuffing it in his mouth, thankful the tablecloth would hide him from view.\n\"F-foo's getting col' Anna.\" he said around his mouthful.\n\nThe girl smiled, almost knowingly, walking to the table. He'd placed the siblings at opposite ends of the table, with him in the middle. But when Anna arrived at her place, she picked up the plate and moved to sit across from Kale. She sat herself down, scooting in as she talked and the fox did his best to smile and look her in the eye politely.\n\"I'm really sorry if I was rude to you before, Kale. It's been a while since we've had someone here who actually cared, and wasn't a pushover.\"\nToby nods in silent agreement as he gnawshes on another bite, waving at his mouth to cool it.\n\"Well... thank you Anna. That's very nice of you. I got grape juice out with you in mind. I'm not trying to be a stinker.\" he said with a chuckle.\n\"Thanks, Mister Kale.\" She said, almost seductively... He smiles politely and resumes his attention on his food, Anna following his lead and picking up her fork. But not moments later... \n\n===\n\nThe fox jumps slightly, tensing up, but no one would notice. Well... no one except the dalmation, who had instigated it by gently nuzzling her footpaw against his ankle. His heart raced... maybe it was an accident, she'd simply adjusted in her seat?\nHer eyes were down, clearly concetrating on the pie she was segmenting into bites. And yet her paw... The side rubbed against his ankle bone, the flesh was supple, well kept. And her fur mingled with his, tickling up his leg. \n\nHe'd removed his shoes shortly after arriving, so when she gently pressed her smooth toe along the top of his foot, he felt the soft pad all the way to his own toe. Her big toe circling his with a sort of dexterity he couldn't imagine without her watching under the table. All along she gave no sign of her actions. The top of her footpaw grazed under the arch of his foot in a perfect arc, settling there like the space was made for her footpaw. Swallowing his bite, he felt the side of her foot trailing up his calf and his heart raced. Was she going for his shorts? He cleared his throat softly, pretending to be addressing his large bite of food.\n*Ahergm* \" 'Scuse me.\" *Kaff* \n\nAnna glances up, Kale unsure if he detected a smirk forming on her face before she returned to taking bites of her pie that she'd segmented. Kale forks some Mac & Cheese, putting it in his mouth when he feels a sudden warmth and pressure on the outside of his shorts! He gasped softly and both of them looked at him, puzzled. Clearly Anna was feigning innocence, and Toby was none the wiser. Unsure what to do, but not wanting to alert little Toby he plays it off,\n\"S-sHawt!\"\nToby nods,\n\"Told you!\"\nKale nods softly, his awareness almost instantly traveling back down to the pressure being aimed at the base of his sheath. The ball of her footpaw was pressing against him now, shameless, and making slight circles, as if TRYING to pull his sheath back in his boxers! His shaft ached now, his tip gently touching the underside of the table through his tented shorts. Kale took a silent deep breath, wanting to maintain his composure and reach under the table to stop her. But his fist balled up and he couldn't shift his weight without pressing into her footpaw. Her toes gently curled around his shaft, each paw pad like a pillow, hugging it through the cloth and steadily driving him mad with lust and need. He shouldn't be doing this... But that supple paw.\n\nThat beautiful, supple, purebred paw, giving him such tender attention on his cock... \n\nKale decided he had to escape! Suddenly standing up, he used the edge of the table to keep his shorts flat, fear briefly running through him at the thought that he might just be hard enough to push the table!\n\"I'm gonna run to the restroom. Be right back.\"\nWithout waiting for comfirmation from the pups, he turned away, feeling the cloth strain around his cock as he jogged out of sight and up the stairs!\n\nPractically slamming the bathroom door behind him, he throws down his shorts! He was glad he hadn't worn underwear when he met their mother, it would have made his erection noticable sooner. But now his shorts had a damp spot, smelling of musky pre! His eyes watched his cock bounce to his racing heartbeat for a moment, his mind still reeling from everything that just happened. Letting his barefootpaws step out of the shorts he walks to the toilet and sits, canine cock in his paw as he starts rubbing it, imagining the Annabelle's footpaw on it again. If he'd let her keep going on for even a few more seconds he would have painted the underside of the table through his shorts! And what if Toby knew this game! Maybe that was why he was embarassed? Oh, the combination of their young feet dancing and playing with his cock... squeezing his balls gingerly between their toes! The gentle tug of those dull claws, the tickle of the extra soft fur, and those pillowy, warm pawpads! He panted hotly, eyes closed as he revisted their mother in his mind, her feet wrapped around it too... it was all too much! He pumped quickly, feeling his knot swell, coming close to release! \n\nA sudden paw around his wrist didn't even register for a moment, having been so lost in the fantasy and being so close to release! It pried his paw away suddenly, replaced by two smaller paws, one squeezing his knot and the other pumping a little faster than he had been! He had been right on the cusp of release, and when the slight wet warmth was applied to his tip, his eyes snapped open, knowing it was too late! It was Anna!! Her face beaming with pride as she suckled the pulsing tip, eyes on him as she continued swallowing jet after jet of hot spunk! The bathroom door wide open as he saw Toby watching him cum in his sister's mouth, seeming almost dumbstruck. Kale panted hotly, steadily coming down from his release.\n\nBefore Kale could speak, she bobbed her head clear down to his knot, the size stopping her. Suckling firmly, she polished it, leaving only the faintest trace of her own spit on his cock as she released it with a soft -pop- from her mouth and stood. Her hand came up to her neck and she closed her eyes, moaning as she swallowed the last of his load, her claws tracing it's descent outside her body. Toby distracting Kale from watching as he audibly swallowed too. The fox wondered if it was from fantasizing doing what she was doing, or the drooling in anticipation, wanting the same treatment. \n\nWith her hand resting on her stomach, she leans forward, asking in that warm motherly tone she'd shown before...\n\"What's the matter, Kale?\"\nShe leans forward, a paw resting on his thigh, squeezing it gently. Her voice grew low... low by a 12 yr old's standard anyway, and it brimmed with lust and confidence as she barely uttered above a whisper, leaning up to his ear,\n\"I thought you told me to have fun...\"\n\nWithout another word, she walks away, swishing her hips with a hypnotic stride. Her voice revealed she was smiling as she politely asked...\n\"Excuse me, Toby.\"\n...and left as if nothing had happened. He heard Anna's door creak quietly, and then latch shut. When Toby had stepped aside and out of sight, Kale didn't see him again, guessing that the boy had disappeared into his own room... the guess confirmed when he heard the second door close with the fainstest click. And he was left there, basking in the afterglow with the bathroom wide open... \nfinally finding his voice he exhales heavily...\n\n\"This is gonna be a long weekend...\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Kale smiled, the fox waving and closing the door behind the Female husky as she left the house. He sighed in relief, turning around on the spot and leaning back against the door.
"Sheesh! And she said the -puppies- were trouble makers..."

He looks down, seeing the tent just starting to form in his black shorts. The way -she- was dressed, she CLEARLY wasn't going to visit her parents... Not when half her cleavage was spilling out her top on a friday evening. She was a well endowed woman, in reasonable shape, clearly could have any male she desired. It didn't help that those high heels and skirt showed off her legs so well. Those manicured paws too, each toe calling to him like a siren to a sailor. But he wasn't here to admire her, he was here to babysit her kits.

He heaves another sigh, doing his best to control his erection. It doesn't fade due to the fabric now rubbing his tip, but thankfully it doesn't grow any worse. The sudden voice from the stairs jolts him out of his brief daydream about the woman!

"Is mom gone?"

A whirling glance and a sigh of exasperation, the fox's tail twitches as he replies,
"You're Toby, right? Did you just finish your bath? Where's your sister?"

He knew the answer, letting the puppy talk and took the time to learn his quarry. The little Husky was pure white all over, just like his mother. The little boy was lithe, but his fur made him appear larger. He wore a pair of red spider-pig sleeping pants and a slightly darker red shirt with flaming text, that with a little effort read "Little Devil, Big Horns." He held the railing, sticking his tongue out at the fox. Kale briefly worried there would be problems with all of them using the same bathroom since the downstairs one was currently, as their mother had put it, unusable. especially if this was the behavior her could expect from the pups all weekend...

"You should know, mom isn't looking for a guy like you! So don't get your hopes up! You're the third babysitter she's called this week... We'll make sure you leave early too!"
With that, the 10 year old husky turns on the spot and charges up the stairs.

Kale is about to charge after him when he hears a softer voice from out of sight talking to the angry pup,
"Toby, c'mon. That wasn't very nice. At least he isn't a stinky old goat..."
"No... he's a stupid fox..."
"Toby...?"

The reproachful tone in her voice makes her sound motherly... and a few seconds later, the white husky is trudging back down the stairs, his face visibly sulking at the demeaning reversal of his actions. Kale raises an inquisitive eyebrow as the boy speaks again... in almost rehearsed apathy,
"Sorry mister fox."

Glancing up the stairs, but turning back to smile warmly at the husky, Kale speaks loud enough for the girl to hear upstairs,
"You can call me Kale, Toby. And I appreciate the warning, but I've got no interest in your mom."
He was admittedly 'intruiged' but he kept that out of his voice as he continued.
"It's just my job to make sure you guys don't burn the place down until she comes back Saturday night... "
He calls up the stairs deliberately,
"Is that you up there, Annabelle?"

Somewhat shyly, a dalmation appears at the top of the stairs, arms behind her back. He guessed that she was only twelve given her stature. She was still in a dark blue skirt and bright white/yellow blouse in contrast to her younger brothers pajamas, likely from school. Her fur pattern was speckled, with only two visible larger spots, one on the front of her left droppy ear, and the other just beside her eye. He noted when she blinked, she kinda looked like a pirate, but fought the urge to laugh at the mental image. She bounced slightly on her heels and nodded, answering the fox's question,
"Uh huh... Can -I- call you Kale too?"

The fox is briefly perplexed by the inflection she had. Was she... flirting? Thankfully
Toby looked up to the dalmation in annoyance, interrupting them,

"Can I go back to playing Feral Fantasy 3 now?"
Anna clearly disapproves, but Kale interjects, raising an eyebrow and testing the girl's authority as he overshadowed her response,
"Go for it. Mom only said no T.V. She didn't say no video games."
This gets a surprised, but excited look over Toby's shoulder, the fox simply smiling at him before the husky dashes off up the stairs, padding past Anna!

The dalmation grunts angrily as the boy runs past her, somewhat flustered,
"H-HEY!"
Kale walks up the stairs, smiling. Her eyes are somewhat wide and darting from him to the floor and wall then back again, as if unsure how to respond. The fox speaks first, looking down his nose at her as he crossed his arms,
"Annabelle. Relax. Your mom told me how you usually keep things 'under control' here when she is out. Make sure you and your brother 'have fun'... But I'm in charge. She told me you don't like being bossed around. So I'm only going to be bossy about one thing. You will HAVE FUN. That clear?"

He smirked teasingly, knowing that she'd likely be annoyed by the order. She says nothing, nose crinkled, and ears flattened back as she looked away from him, crossing her own arms. She showed her age and immaturity, having gone from flirty to annoyed in a matter of seconds. He rubs her head softly on his way by her, heading to the den where he heard a game battle underway. Anna muttered sternly under her breath once he was out of earshot...
"Oh we'll have fun alright..."

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That evening had gone smoother than some of his other babysitting gigs. Anna mostly kept to herself, only appearing long enough to shoot a disapproving glance at him. Between preparing dinner and tidying up, he watched as Toby struggled through a boss fight for the second time. Now getting familiar with the game, he offers up a suggestion.
"Maybe make the brawler stand in front of the healer when he charges the big attack?"
"But then he's so low, the aftershock would kill him...!"
"Right, but since the healer won't have to heal himself this time he can focus on bringing him back up to full."
Toby's eyes widen as it clicks,
"OH! OH! That could do it!"
"Beat that sucker, and then come downstairs! Food will be ready in just a minute."
"Kay! Thanks Mister Kale."
"Just Kale, Toby."
He's already engrossed back in the game, and the fox chuckles as he dismisses himself.
Walking down the hall a short rap on the bedroom door gets a terse response from the dalmation without him saying a word.
"I heard... Thank you."
Kale half smiles, heading downstairs and setting the table. It was far from a feast, but it was fairly nice. Mac and Cheese, cherry pie(from the store, obviously), and grape juice.  He hoped the juice might be a way to get on Anna's good side since her mother mentioned it was her favorite.

Naught 5 minutes later he hears a cheer of pride, Toby clearly having finally beat the boss!
"WOO! YES!! GOT YOU!! HAHAHAH!"
Pounding down the stairs, Kale hollars across the house,
"Careful buddy!"
To which the husky boy calls back halfway down the stairs, uncaring,
"I GOT HIM! I got so close to death! But I used everything I had left and JUST BARELY beat him! YES yes yes yes!"
Kale can't help but smile at how excited and proud he is, the boy continues, walking to the seat that Kale gestures to at the end of the table,
"I've been trying to beat him for 3 days!"
"Wooow! Really?"
"YEAH! And I finally got him low enough to finish him off... I can't wait to see what happens now. I mean the army is supposed to surrender right? If a general dies?"
Kale chuckles, shrugging,
"Well sometimes. It depends on how strongly the soldiers believe in their cause."

A soft patter of feet down the stairs interrupts the train of thought, but Toby sniffs at the air, smiling,
"Mac and cheese AND pie! You're so awesome, Mister Kale. This is way better than a dumb ol' salad."
A mad huff comes from the dalmation as she strides in casually,
"Salads are good for you, Toby. You may not care that you're a pedigree purebred like mom and me, but it DOES matter. You'll thank us someday."

Kale wants to object but isn't sure what to say, letting it go. Anna was adopted before the woman married, and when her mother successfully produced a purbred pup, the father left inexplicably. He wondered if Anna might be angry at Toby for that... Maybe she was too young.

She certainly wasn't acting young when she arrived. The fox gawked as she walked into view, realizing what she was wearing to the dinner table. A soft white nightgown, panties, and nothing else. It looked like satin, and came down to her upper thighs. He could tell she wore panties by the fact they were scarlet red, and the nightgown was the faintest bit see-through. His eyes were naturally drawn, not only by the view, but by her posture, to her toes. If they hadn't been painted before, they were now, and glitsened with a similar attention to detail that their mother had. Even Toby got a slight look of embarassment at the sight of his sister, but said nothing, taking an eager bite of the mac and cheese,
"AHN! HAWT!"
Kale seats himself quickly, prying his eyes from her form. But the damage had been done... His sheath opens, and his tip starts prodding into his boxers and he forks the end of his slice of pie, stuffing it in his mouth, thankful the tablecloth would hide him from view.
"F-foo's getting col' Anna." he said around his mouthful.

The girl smiled, almost knowingly, walking to the table. He'd placed the siblings at opposite ends of the table, with him in the middle. But when Anna arrived at her place, she picked up the plate and moved to sit across from Kale. She sat herself down, scooting in as she talked and the fox did his best to smile and look her in the eye politely.
"I'm really sorry if I was rude to you before, Kale. It's been a while since we've had someone here who actually cared, and wasn't a pushover."
Toby nods in silent agreement as he gnawshes on another bite, waving at his mouth to cool it.
"Well... thank you Anna. That's very nice of you. I got grape juice out with you in mind. I'm not trying to be a stinker." he said with a chuckle.
"Thanks, Mister Kale." She said, almost seductively... He smiles politely and resumes his attention on his food, Anna following his lead and picking up her fork. But not moments later...

===

The fox jumps slightly, tensing up, but no one would notice. Well... no one except the dalmation, who had instigated it by gently nuzzling her footpaw against his ankle. His heart raced... maybe it was an accident, she'd simply adjusted in her seat?
Her eyes were down, clearly concetrating on the pie she was segmenting into bites. And yet her paw... The side rubbed against his ankle bone, the flesh was supple, well kept. And her fur mingled with his, tickling up his leg.

He'd removed his shoes shortly after arriving, so when she gently pressed her smooth toe along the top of his foot, he felt the soft pad all the way to his own toe. Her big toe circling his with a sort of dexterity he couldn't imagine without her watching under the table. All along she gave no sign of her actions. The top of her footpaw grazed under the arch of his foot in a perfect arc, settling there like the space was made for her footpaw. Swallowing his bite, he felt the side of her foot trailing up his calf and his heart raced. Was she going for his shorts? He cleared his throat softly, pretending to be addressing his large bite of food.
*Ahergm* " 'Scuse me." *Kaff*

Anna glances up, Kale unsure if he detected a smirk forming on her face before she returned to taking bites of her pie that she'd segmented. Kale forks some Mac & Cheese, putting it in his mouth when he feels a sudden warmth and pressure on the outside of his shorts! He gasped softly and both of them looked at him, puzzled. Clearly Anna was feigning innocence, and Toby was none the wiser. Unsure what to do, but not wanting to alert little Toby he plays it off,
"S-sHawt!"
Toby nods,
"Told you!"
Kale nods softly, his awareness almost instantly traveling back down to the pressure being aimed at the base of his sheath. The ball of her footpaw was pressing against him now, shameless, and making slight circles, as if TRYING to pull his sheath back in his boxers! His shaft ached now, his tip gently touching the underside of the table through his tented shorts. Kale took a silent deep breath, wanting to maintain his composure and reach under the table to stop her. But his fist balled up and he couldn't shift his weight without pressing into her footpaw. Her toes gently curled around his shaft, each paw pad like a pillow, hugging it through the cloth and steadily driving him mad with lust and need. He shouldn't be doing this... But that supple paw.

That beautiful, supple, purebred paw, giving him such tender attention on his cock...

Kale decided he had to escape! Suddenly standing up, he used the edge of the table to keep his shorts flat, fear briefly running through him at the thought that he might just be hard enough to push the table!
"I'm gonna run to the restroom. Be right back."
Without waiting for comfirmation from the pups, he turned away, feeling the cloth strain around his cock as he jogged out of sight and up the stairs!

Practically slamming the bathroom door behind him, he throws down his shorts! He was glad he hadn't worn underwear when he met their mother, it would have made his erection noticable sooner. But now his shorts had a damp spot, smelling of musky pre! His eyes watched his cock bounce to his racing heartbeat for a moment, his mind still reeling from everything that just happened. Letting his barefootpaws step out of the shorts he walks to the toilet and sits, canine cock in his paw as he starts rubbing it, imagining the Annabelle's footpaw on it again.  If he'd let her keep going on for even a few more seconds he would have painted the underside of the table through his shorts! And what if Toby knew this game! Maybe that was why he was embarassed? Oh, the combination of their young feet dancing and playing with his cock... squeezing his balls gingerly between their toes! The gentle tug of those dull claws, the tickle of the extra soft fur, and those pillowy, warm pawpads! He panted hotly, eyes closed as he revisted their mother in his mind, her feet wrapped around it too... it was all too much! He pumped quickly, feeling his knot swell, coming close to release!

A sudden paw around his wrist didn't even register for a moment, having been so lost in the fantasy and being so close to release! It pried his paw away suddenly, replaced by two smaller paws, one squeezing his knot and the other pumping a little faster than he had been! He had been right on the cusp of release, and when the slight wet  warmth was applied to his tip, his eyes snapped open, knowing it was too late! It was Anna!! Her face beaming with pride as she suckled the pulsing tip, eyes on him as she continued swallowing jet after jet of hot spunk! The bathroom door wide open as he saw Toby watching him cum in his sister's mouth, seeming almost dumbstruck. Kale panted hotly, steadily coming down from his release.

Before Kale could speak, she bobbed her head clear down to his knot, the size stopping her. Suckling firmly, she polished it, leaving only the faintest trace of her own spit on his cock as she released it with a soft -pop- from her mouth and stood. Her hand came up to her neck and she closed her eyes, moaning as she swallowed the last of his load, her claws tracing it's descent outside her body. Toby distracting Kale from watching as he audibly swallowed too. The fox wondered if it was from fantasizing doing what she was doing, or the drooling in anticipation, wanting the same treatment.

With her hand resting on her stomach, she leans forward, asking in that warm motherly tone she'd shown before...
"What's the matter, Kale?"
She leans forward, a paw resting on his thigh, squeezing it gently. Her voice grew low... low by a 12 yr old's standard anyway, and it brimmed with lust and confidence as she barely uttered above a whisper, leaning up to his ear,
"I thought you told me to have fun..."

Without another word, she walks away, swishing her hips with a hypnotic stride. Her voice revealed she was smiling as she politely asked...
"Excuse me, Toby."
...and left as if nothing had happened. He heard Anna's door creak quietly, and then latch shut. When Toby had stepped aside and out of sight, Kale didn't see him again, guessing that the boy had disappeared into his own room... the guess confirmed when he heard the second door close with the fainstest click. And he was left there, basking in the afterglow with the bathroom wide open...
finally finding his voice he exhales heavily...

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