A young yellow kitten takes in a deep breath, inhaling the scents of nature and listening to the gentle noise of the breeze on her ears, and-- "Hey, I'm bored." A young magenta kitten is not so eager to share in the experience, eliciting disappointment from the yellow one sitting next to her. The latter cub straightens up a bit on the tree she was leaning on, on the sunny, un-shaded side. "Lamia, you promised you'd let me enjoy nature for my birthday..." She turns her head and 'looks' at her sibling in the dark shade with closed eyes. "It's really nice out here. The sun is so warm, the plants smell so nice, and there's nobody around... It's quiet and relaxing. And I'm six years old, today!" Her paws raise up in cheer, then she slides down to lay on her back in the warm grass, like her sister. Lamia snorts, fiddling with a device and pressing stuff on it, perhaps sending a message. "Humph, it's too damn bright and hot and humid out here, Lauir, and there's nothing to do, I can't really rest. Plus there's nothing to drink, and I--" Lauir turns her head suddenly to her sister, opening her eyes wide, but only for a moment -- the brightness of the sun everywhere hurt her eyes, and she presses them with her fingers. "L-Lamia... Nngh... Did you forget to bring my milk??" There was a hint of panic in her voice. "I-I didn't drink any this morning because I wanted to wait until we were out... I need it!!" She scoots over and shakes her sister as she lays on the grass, fidgeting. "H-Hey, stop that, will ya? You gotta work on that addiction." The pink kitten rises up onto her elbows to get a better look at Lauir. Just the thought of not having close access to her milk was making her scrunch up and all anxious, shaking a bit and holding her own shoulders. "Besides, I had a better idea, since we were going out, I thought I might surprise you with something..." She smiles to herself as she looks down the slight hill, raising her hand in greeting to someone approaching. "Huh?" Lauir can hear their footsteps trudging through the grass, her big fluffy ears swiveling to triangulate. She sniffs the air, but the breeze is heading away from her, so she can't tell who it is right away. Her sister stands up as the stranger gets closer, and starts walking off. "I'm headed home. Have a good one." Lauir scoots closer to the tree, looking worried that Lamia would just leave her here with a stranger, and she still tries to figure out who's there. "Hey, birthday kitten. Happy sixth birthday!" The kitten freezes up as the deep voice rings in her ears, but then she gasps and smiles real wide. "I-It's you! You came!" She pops up and holds up her arms, grasping at air towards the friend, bouncing a little; the universal sign of wanting huggles. As the individual got closer, she could very easily smell who it was. It was the all-too-familiar scent of her muscular brown foxy lover, and as she's picked up, she wraps her arms and legs around that wide, built frame. "G-guh...!" The sweat darkening the grey, tight wife beater the lady's wearing soaks into the kitten's cheek. She nearly backs off, only to get squeezed in a very tight hug against some very thick arms, squished between two sizeable breasts. Lauir breathes shakily in what little space she has. "I know I'm always really busy, but I couldn't miss your birthday." Lauir wriggles a bit and tries to look up, her face super red. The vixen leans her head down a bit so that she can rub noses gently with her lover. "I've been preparing a birthday gift just for you..." A heavy sigh blows from between her toothy grin, and the kitten's ears perk up in excitement. "Wh-what did you get me...?" The lady responds by loosening her hug and holding the kitten under her arms, letting her slide down her body a bit. Her little legs are pushed aside and dangle against something huge and squishy. Lauir blushes heavily as her rump touches the throbbing bulge at the top of the stretching sweatshorts the vixen's wearing. Both of them were getting warmer. The tiny kitten gasps as she realizes what her legs were dangling against. She pushes her footpaws against it a bit, and she notes the resistance. It was... "Yeah... it's what you think it is." The massive orb bulging out her sweatshorts was so large that Lauir couldn't wrap her legs fully around it if she tried... and she does, just to feel it squish against herself. Her breaths start getting heavy as her instinct and addiction begin to take over her young mind. Strong hands pet the kitten's sides and back to get a feel for her young form, as they have many times before. "I knew your birthday was coming up again... I didn't want to miss it like last year." Her big paws dip under her skirt, engulfing the little one's tiny rump, and she shudders. "I've been saving it for months... Been passing up good opportunities for feeding babies, damn it was hard... But I knew it'd be worth it." She holds up Lauir as she sits down on the sunny hill, spreading her legs, damn were those balls heavy... and then shoves the kitten's face right into her soaked, sweating bulge, holding her head down. All that ball sweat and musk covers every inch of her face, suffocating her. There was no time to react, and it only took a second; her back arches and her little body convulses as it cums, wetness streaming down her thighs from her panties. Her little arms go limp, and her legs are barely holding herself up. The fox had her completely... and it was going to be the first of many, many orgasms today. Pulling her head up by her hair, the adult sees Lauir has an embarrassing look on her face, her mouth hanging open, tongue lolled out, and eyes rolled up. She passed out already. The fox gives her head a quick shake, and a deep inhale signals her waking up again. Her hands hold herself up again, though shakily. The hair being pulled doesn't really bother her much... in fact, it makes her a little more excited, being controlled like that. "Come on... I've got all this milk to feed you. Can't have you passing out so easily..." She was playing unfair, shoving her face right in there like that. The vixen leans back on the grass, starting to take off the sweaty wife beater from her thick, muscled body. Lauir can literally hear the subtle sound of sticky fur peeling from the top with those big ears of hers. Even so, she can barely concentrate with those massive balls in front of her. The shorts were next... "W-Wait... A-aren't we in... pub-p-publi..." Lauir just about swoons as the soaked shorts hit her face, seeing as she was in the way, seated between the lady's legs and all. They hit her lap with a plop, and she opens her eyes in surprise as the full, fresh stench of the freed ballsack hits her. Her foxy lover stretches out on the ground, nude, her glistening brown muscles making her look like some kind of supermodel in the sun. The enormous sack, freed from its tight constraints, bulges out slightly and rests in the comfortable grass, its weight too much to bear. Her cock was already rock-hard, standing straight up and throbbing heavily, the sun shining over the leaky tip. It casts a long shadow to the side. She has to get onto her elbows in order to see her tiny kitten lover behind all her engorged parts. "It's fine... Your sister picked out this place specifically because nobody comes here. Noone's gonna see us... So we have all the time in the world for me to give you your present. All of it." The lady licks her lips lustfully, and her long dick squirts a strand of precum, which blows to the side from the hot breeze. "Go ahead... Put your ear up to it." Lauir breathes for a while without moving, trying to muster the strength to get closer without dying to the musk. She tilts her head to the side and ever-so-gently moves her ear to the sack, enough to feel her ear hairs get tickled... only to have her head shoved into it again, a strong paw grasping the other side of her head. The ball fur engulfs the side of her head, barely leaving her nose open, which she can hardly breathe from. After a moment of just trying to stay conscious, she can hear it. The soft sounds of churning, sloshing, goopy kitten milk fills her head and she shivers, as she's so very, very thirsty, having skipped breakfast and all. After just a moment of listening to the ocean of milk inside, her hair is pulled again, the fox hoisting her comparatively weightless young body up to sit on the front of that massive ballsack. Lauir automatically wraps her legs around the sack, squeezing it for comfort and warmth and stability, sitting on it like a sweaty, stinking big pillow. As she's getting situated, her chin grazes the tip of that cock she loves, and the precum left on her is quickly wiped up by her fingers which immediately go into her mouth. She doesn't waste a drop. A small moan escapes her drooling lips as she reaches forward blindly to find the throbbing, veiny shaft. Just the touch of her little fingers was enough for the fox to grunt painfully, shooting a thick strand of precum over the kitten's face and head. Her lover was so pent up, she knew there was no time to wipe that off, and so Lauir pushes her nose forward to the dripping shaft. Her tongue drags out as she licks up to the tip, and locks her mouth over the thick cockhead to start suckling that loose precum out. Tiny little cubby hands stroke the monster up and down masterfully, milking the cock for its precious juice, the kitten so thirsty she suckles hard, not letting one little bit escape. All the while, Lauir's legs squeeze that hot, weighty sack, her footpaws kneading it gently. "F-fuck... it's been so long... Nngh..." With every heavy throbbing of the shaft, pent-up precum sprays into Lauir's mouth, which she hungrily swallows. It was only light milk, but milk nonetheless. Soon enough, she would have her prize. Her jerking and suckling was cut short, however, as the vixen grunts and grabs her head with one big paw and pulls her away from her dick, her hungry lips popping off. Lauir breathes heavily, her tongue trying to reach back to the head, little hands tugging uselessly on the shaft to bring it back to her mouth to feed. The muscled one watches her struggle, more aroused than ever. "Uff... I need a cub cunt..." The kitten doesn't respond, seeming to have fully been overtaken by her lust and addiction, only able to make light grunting noises and moans. Her top and skirt and panties were forcefully ripped from her tiny body, the bright yellow-colored fur almost glowing in the sunlight. Those strong fox hands grasp the tiny waist of the cub, raising her up above her cock to line up with what she can see is a sopping wet child pussy. Lauir spreads her legs as she's fairly well-trained to, and she looks down with her empty eyes at her lover, a small smile on her face. That smile quickly changes to one of shock as her body's speared once more by that long brown cock, all the way into her chest. The powerful legs of the fox spread apart and brace against the ground for a rough time ahead. Drool floods out of both the kitten's and fox's mouths as an uncontrollable lust takes command over them. The vixen brutally thrusts her hips upward into the tiny kitten, bulging out the front of her body with the pure strength and size of her cock. Underage pussy juice splatters between them, looking like a glittering spray in the bright sun. They moan out loudly and lewdly into the open air, the wind carrying the sound of their voices and sex over the forest. The cock was still too much for Lauir to bear, even at the prime old age of six. It never got any easier since she was even younger, but she may enjoy it better that way. It tunnels through her body a foot length at a time, in and out, grinding her insides good. Her body does its best to pleasure the object it's made for, but the speed and strength of the thrusts are hard on her delicate little sex. As usual, she could barely breathe due to the overflow of pleasure and her body being used like a doll. Her limbs were limp like one, that's for sure. The cubophile's muscled body just can't stop. Her arms and legs are getting sore, and yet her lust is too strong. She was pent up for much too long, and she stares up at the sky, drooling heavily, mindlessly grunting and pistoning her pained cock into a little cub. It's been months since it felt a young pussy, had a full release... There was no way it wasn't going to make the most of it. Her heavy balls churn with excitement, the heavy weight of them keeping them from moving around despite the rough cub fucking. --- Up above, the blazing hot sun moves to their other side. They still continue their hardcore-fucking all the while, in the same position, doing so for hours. Lauir is almost entirely limp, while her lover has slowed down considerably since the beginning, but still works towards her ultimate climax, edging herself all the while. They were so sweaty, their fur glazed in it, it was almost as if there was a light rain above them with how many drops were sliding down their figures. "Aa-aagh... Uugh!!" The strain of this climax was incredible on the vixen, even with her hardcore muscle-building experience. Her body tightened on itself like a vice, eyes rolling up into her head, muscles screaming all at once. She couldn't breathe as her loins did one final thrust, her back arching and hips pressing as deep as they could into the kitten's. Lauir stares up blankly into the sky, about to pass out. However, she is suddenly energized as her body feels the fountain of milk gushing from the cock inside. Her young cunny tunnel automatically goes to work at milking it for everything it's got, as that milk what it lives and thrives on. It's thick and viscous from being stored up so long. It splurts out from Lauir's brutalized pussy in slimy globs, and oozes from her mouth on the other end, the volume too much for her size. Her insides are hardly tight enough at this point to hold much in. The excess cum spills slowly down the hill, leaving a thick white river down from their position. Extreme pleasure comes in waves as the vixen mostly holds her breath and almost makes her pass out, but she's done that kind of exercise before. Her hands grip that tiny young body harshly as she cums out the barrelful stored between her legs. The sky turns orange as the fox gasps for breath, her intense orgasm finally subsiding. Lauir swallows the milk left in her mouth, and flings herself forward, shakily held up by her little arms on the vixen's hard abs. Her breaths weren't as heavy as they were, and she was still feeling hot and lusty, and not as woozy. She was fed, and yet... "Mmggh... M-milk... I-I need more...!" She looks with her cute blind eyes ahead at her foxy lover, her dainty footpaws feeling up those enormous balls of hers, which have barely lost mass; there was just so much milk inside. Lauir rises up on that mildly softened cock a small bit and groans, then pushes herself downward. That's something that she's never done before. The fox looks at her in surprise, and her long dick almost instantly re-hardens itself while inside the lightly-bobbing cub. To have a tiny girl ride her by herself like this... It's so hot. She mostly rests her muscles from the previous ordeal, enjoying the sensual, slow cock-ride by the amateurish little cum-slut. The cub manages to get a slight rhythm going, if shaky due to her inexperience. She even grinds her hips a bit when hilting, adding an extra pang of pleasure for the both of them. "I-is this good...? L-Lamia taught... taught me how... huff..." Lauir leans back to make the torso bulge more prominent as she rides, doing her best to bounce up and down, but her leg strength is horrible. They give out before either of them can hit an orgasm, and she just sits there, cock in body, shuddering. "Aa-aagh... I-it feels good..." Strong hands grab her once more, but this time, around her thighs. Instead of thrusting in, the fox makes her bounce on her, trying her best to help, and get her used to how it feels. The gentler sex seems to be better on the kitten's body, and she shivers as another orgasm shocks her system. Her insides clamp down on the long shaft, squeezing it for more milk, which it obliges, but not quite as much. The vulpine cream fills Lauir's throat and body again, making the shemale grunt, still not quite recovered from the last time. That addicted body of Lauir's absorbs the cum's addictive elements and energy inside just as quickly as before... and she's raring to go again, having gotten another fix. Lauir carefully pulls herself up off of that long dick, it sliding out of her slimed-up cunny with ease. She can't stand, however, and falls backward to sit back on the huge ballsack. Blushing heavily, the kitten turns around and crawls over it, getting on all fours in front of the fox, raising her tail and looking back in anticipation. The cock was hard again. It was its favorite position when she was just a tyke... Lauir's held tightly once more as her body is violated heavily by the mindless, voracious cubophile, readying itself for another multi-hour session under the hot summer sun... --- The echoing of flesh quickly and rhythmically clapping together fills the warm, nighttime air. On the hill was a thick white river that was draining down into a deeper part of the forest, its trail lit by the twinkling moonlight. At the top was the fox lying almost flat on the ground, but she was pounding her loins into a tiny little kitten rump, the rest of the kitten being compressed against the ground by the muscled, hard body. Her balls at this point were much, much smaller than they were... only around larger than the size of a basketball, much more reasonable and normal, which sway freely in the air, slapping into the kitten's rear end after every deep thrust. As the vixen freezes and shudders against the ground due to another climax, Lauir's tiny kitten tail wags to and fro from under the enormous lady above. She grunts and pulls herself out suddenly, gripping her long shaft with both hands, jerking it as thick ropes of fox semen jet from the tip and cover the little cub. Lauir's mouth hangs open as the long strands fall all over her body, clumping together on her belly and sides and covering her eyes, and she certainly swallows what falls into her mouth, without closing it. The smooth, silky milk drips over the kitten's young, exhausted body, her panting heavy as she's coated in layer after layer of moonlit spunk. After the umpteenth release of vixen milk today, the big shemale holds herself up shakily over the kitten, wondering if they're finally done, the two of them catching their breath once again. Lauir holds up her arms weakly, grasping at the open air, her body wet and dripping with warm milk. Her lover smiles and grabs her into a hug, rolling to the side so that the kitten can lay on her strong body, both of them getting all sticky. "Happy birthday, Lauir..." She's finally all tuckered out. Good thing, too, as the vixen wasn't sure just how much longer she could go on. A big paw rubs the cub's little head as she dozes off, the lady thinking to herself. 'I'm gonna need to be the one that keeps up with her when she gets older...' END!