"Mmm... Yah!" A castle tower is uncovered amongst other constructions. The populace cheers and dances. A large array of towers and buildings stand before its creator: A tiny little vixen cub.

Not very uniquely colored, but still cute, she's got short red hair held by a headband over orangish fur and the typical white and brown markings you see on most foxes. She scratches herself on occasion due to the sand getting everywhere on her fur and simple shirt and shorts, as it's coarse and rough and irritating. Little figurines sit in the sand in front of several towers made from various shaped buckets. She's working on her own castle, like she usually does, and it's quite impressively made for a two-year-old.

Having been taught professionally, the girl picks up a little spray bottle nearby to help solidify the new tower with water. One, two, three sprays, and that should do it. She smiles to herself and looks over her handiwork, before glancing over at the house. Her mommy wasn't watching her this time, since she usually feels her little cub is safe here. A tall wooden fence surrounds the backyard, but it's a nice neighborhood to begin with. On a shining sunny afternoon without a cloud in the sky, many cubs are playing outside, and chatter and laughter can be heard here and there.

The cub works on making more towers with her buckets as her little minions look on in awe. As they stare at her, so too does someone else nearby... A pink and white cat peers over the edge of the fence and spots the cub playing in the sandbox by herself. No one's around watching her. How dangerous, she thinks to herself with a smile, and effortlessly hops over the wooden barrier. The tiny fox is too engrossed in building her castle to notice the trespasser.

Standing quietly in the blazing sun, sweating in her sports bra and tight shorts, the feline takes a moment to catch her breath. She had been jogging for exercise and keeping up her figure. As for peeking into others' property, she's just a curious cat. It was nearing lunch time, and she needs to get something to eat, soon. Staring over at the cub, she licks her lips and reaches down and fondles an enormous spherical bulge. It was no mystery that she was not a pure female with how tight those shorts were. The bulge starts growing something extra in the middle, and stiffening. As she presses on it with her palm, the cat starts walking over to the sandbox.

A shadow looms over the castle, and the toddler looks up at a giant; it's threatening her castle! She gasps, and looks up curiously. Who's this lady? Very slowly, as if to savor the moment, the cat starts pulling down her tight shorts. With the sweat and the tightness, it practically peels off of her damp fur, and then a thick, veiny shaft appears. It flings free of her shorts, and with that freedom, begins hardening and lengthening in the open air, casting a shadow over the cub below. It's big, it's scary... and pink. Her shorts then peel from her massive ballsack, and it drips with sweat. After the shorts fall to the grass, she gets on her knees in front of the fox.

Confused at the sight before her, the cub's thoughts overtake her innocent little brain as her big blue eyes stare up at the toned adult. What's she doing? What's that smell? What's that spiny thing? Why's she putting it close to me? What-- "Mmmph!" Her thoughts are silenced as the fight or flight response gives her a jolt. The cat's strong hand took hold of the back of her head, and her little snout was shoved into the leaking hole at the end of her shaft with a squish. The cub tried to open her mouth and shout, but it was being tightly held by... whatever was holding her. Her nose was stuck! She looks at the shiny, spiny pink thing with a little panic, and grabs at it to try and pull herself out, but the cat holds firmly onto her.

Pushing a bit more, the adult deviant slides the little girl's head further into her cock. It was an easy fit with how small she was. Her head slips inside with barely any effort, and as it encloses over her neck, she no longer needs to assist it, and braces her arms on her legs. It felt so much better to just let her shaft do the work, and it certainly does. Her cock lubricates itself, dripping precum into the sand as it tugs in the fresh meal with every throb. It painfully, pleasurefully bulges with the toddler's body as she slowly makes her way down the wet, stinking passage. Vibrations from the youngling whining inside only increase her pleasure. The lower half begins kicking at the sand, but it's no use.

The shemale cat shakily stands up straight with a grunt, and the strength of her dick muscles pick up the cub with her, leaving her flailing about in the air. The squirming bobs her shaft up and down, but it only makes the struggling kid easier to swallow. Hot and heavy breaths leave the feline as her cockhole stretches around the girl's curvy hips and squishy rump; it's almost over, but she enjoys the sensation of eating every time.

With only the bit of legs to go, and the girl bulging all throughout her shaft, the cat feels a stretch deep within, and the girl finally reaches her heavy ballsack. As the body is deposited inside, the sack pulls and stretches downward with its weight, eliciting a moan from its owner. It continues stretching out as the kit continues getting swallowed, and as her footpaws finally squeeze in, the full weight of the cub concentrated and held up by just her sack almost makes the shemale fall over. The sensation of her food finally dropping into the stomach of her cock was a feeling like no other, and it almost makes her cum just like that.

The cat closes her eyes to focus more on what was happening just below. As the cub inside her squirms, she can feel the walls of her cumsack tighten and squeeze against the intruder, producing more and more of her fluids to cover her in, making it heftier as time passes. Tingling sensations from panicked whining and wriggling, the pushing on her sack from the inside makes her moan uncontrollably, but she tries her best not to cum just yet. Even just the way it sways to and fro in the open air from all the struggling makes her shiver in pleasure. The prey weakens over time as the cat slowly strokes her shaft outside, precum dripping and glistening in the bright daylight.

Her sack vibrates and gurgles gently as it digests the food it was given. This always took forever to her, but it was very, very much worth the wait. It becomes heavier and heavier as the contents inside condense into a thick, liquid mass, rounding out the sweaty surface. Its expanded size is so heavy to carry, she can barely stand. She produced so much cum from this one... it must have been extremely delicious for her cock.

With so much production inside, it wants out. The shemale starts stroking her monster with both hands, breathing heavily in the hot sun and moaning out loud, not really caring what neighbors might hear her. She spreads her legs and her sack jostles as she jerks herself, spraying precum every which way. It didn't take long with how backed up she was. The end of her cock practically explodes with a burst of feline-vulpine seed.

Fluids splatter hard over the sandbox. The castle is assaulted with thick ropes that tear it down to pieces of rubble, and its populace drowns in a sea of white. The buckets are filled to the brim and overflow, and the sandbox itself starts overflowing into the grass as well. Moaning and grunting out loud, the cat lady just gives herself up to the pleasure, holding on tight to her wildly spurting cock. It just keeps coming; her balls squeeze themselves against the copious stores creating pressure, the little cum-churner melted into so much of it that it hurts, but hurts so good.

She wasn't sure how long she was standing there spraying out her latest meal, but the cat finally looks down at her handiwork, trying to catch her breath. The little girl is spread all over this area of the backyard, now, and the cum shines blindingly bright in the sun. It was a very good lunch. Thinking to herself, she would certainly come back to this place to eat again. She squeezes out the last remains of the cub from her dripping cock, and then painfully tucks it and her balls back into her tight shorts. After one more look, she walks back to the side of the fence from where she entered this property. However, the first attempt to hop the fence fails, and she grunts in pain; she's a bit sore from the ordeal. Second time's the charm. Jogging away down the lane, the satiated cat thinks that she might pick up one more snack before heading home.


The backyard is much quieter than it was not long ago. Inside the house, an adult vixen looks out at the sopping white sandbox, holding herself up on the glass door. She's bent over slightly, and her free hand is down her pants, which seem to be dark with wetness...

END!