"I'm sorry, miss Lapis. I'm not sure what's wrong with her..." The welcoming-looking, bespectacled pediatrist fox looks over some papers on a clipboard. "She may just have an infection or something we can't detect. Unfortunately, we can't give her a sedative, like we would adults, because she's so small." Lapis looks over the infant in her arms, a tiny yellow kitten, who seems... stressed and anxious? She most certainly wasn't relaxed, and given her slightly higher temperature and the shivering, she had to have gotten sick. A tired, quiet groan sounds from her under the pacifier periodically. Even though she was only wearing a light shirt and a diaper, she was still warm to the touch. "Lapis understand," the young adult says. "Lapis will keep Lauir cool and rest. Lauir have daycare, will tell." Having dealt with Lapis for a little while, the doctor had learned how to understand the dwarf cat's speech impediment and nods. "That's a good idea, if you're going to be away from her. Be sure she's given plenty to drink." She stands up and looks at the time. "I remember you telling me the daycare was very good and worth your trust." A reassuring smile stretches across her muzzle, and she places a hand on Lapis's shoulder, who looks worried. "There's nothing more I can really do, here... I'm sorry. Please come to me again if there's anything new." A thought in the back of her mind tells her that the little kitten might suddenly... She's seen it before. Breathing a depressive sigh, she walks out of the room to attend to other business. "Lauir... Be strong." The motherly cat pets the anxious kitten gently as she makes her way out of the room and then the building, a small local clinic. It was a sunny afternoon, and Lapis still had an hour before work was to be done. Today, she had on a long shirt and some shorts, and her hair up in the usual small ponytail. She decides to carry Lauir to a nearby eatery to rest, diaper bag and baby in tow. One might think she could really use a stroller... but after a certain incident, she just carries everything. It's handy sometimes to have a cybernetic arm. -- Lapis settles in to her seat with some meaty eats, and she warms up the bottle of milk she prepared beforehand with a heat setting in her arm. When giving it to Lauir, she grasps it tightly and suckles ravenously, but only for a moment. She whines as though she isn't enjoying it, but drinks anyway, because she's very thirsty. Lapis isn't sure what to feel about her little kitten's situation. She knew that the cloning process was harsh, and she made some missteps, like how she's blind. Other things could have gone wrong, and she might be dying... But she doesn't give up. The cat shakes her head and snorts, eating her food and thinking about what she might be able to do medically from her end. She figures she could do some intense research over the next few days. It'll hamper her work, but she has to save her kitten. Lauir finishes her bottle, but is quite restless. She breathes heavily and seems very tired, yet can't get to sleep, occasionally fidgeting. Lapis had to take care of her, but she had something very important to do, so she needs to take her over to the daycare. -- The door jingles as she enters. It's been a few weeks since she was here; the room was as empty as it always was, but Lapis never paid it any mind. Since there wasn't a clerk, she steps over to the door on the left wall, which leads to a bar and kitchen. Pushing it open, it appears there still was noone around, and she walks over to a small booth to sit. Just as she gets comfortable, the purple cat worker comes through the door in the back of the kitchen. She appears to be out of breath and a bit sweaty, and she fluffs her short pink hair a bit. "Ah... Lapis! We haven't seen you in a while. Or Lauir~" The lady walks over to where Lapis is sitting, and tickles the kitten's nose, but she wriggles about restlessly. "Lapis not need daycare. Now need daycare. But Lauir sick! Give plenty drink and rest. Please take care." Her sentences were still a bit hard to understand for the taller cat, but she got what she was saying. "Poor thing... We'll take care of her, don't worry." She takes the kitten and diaper bag from her mom, whom stands up and heads for the exit. With one last worrisome look, Lapis goes out. The door jingles and shuts, and the adult cat looks down at the little thing. "Oh, Lauir, we've missed you so~ Especially the big lady! You remember her, right?" Lauir simply breathes heavily, sweating and shivering. "Don't worry, we'll take care of you, little one." She carries the infant to the back of the kitchen, going through a door which leads to the bathroom. Stepping to the far wall, she crouches down and pushes on a spot. An otherwise unnoticeable crack forms in a square shape, and the wall gives way, the hidden door leading to the secondary bathroom. The adult crawls through it with the kitten, requiring a little effort. They arrive in a dark room with a hard floor, and the cat pushes the hidden door closed. A light under a door on a wall nearby is the only source of light, but it's enough, especially with her catty eyes, that she can make her way over there. As soon as the door's opened, a powerful stench of sweat and pheromones practically hits the two of them, making the adult's nose scrunch, and the baby kitten shudders. Lauir starts drooling a bit under her pacifier. Loud moaning and the wet slapping of fur and flesh fills the room, a brown muscular fox with her back turned to the two cats smacking her hips into something on a small table covered by a towel. As they get closer, the adult observes a baby pink fox with white markings and white hair and a cute purple bow lying on the table. She's being fucked into oblivion. Her tongue lolls out of her mouth and she stares upwards with empty eyes, barely conscious as the shemale plunging into her keeps a fast and hard pace. Suddenly, she pulls her long shaft out of the cub, stroking it with both of her big hands. In just a moment, her sweat-covered muscles tense and she breathes a guttural groan. A thick rope of semen shoots over the baby and the end of it splatters into the far recliner, and it falls over the girl and the table. Spurt after spurt of cum covers the immediate area in front of her, the baby shivering under the layer of goop covering her and dripping into her mouth. The shemale catches her breath and massages her softening cock, admiring the viscous puddle of cock juice soaking into the little fox, the table, and the carpet. Looking down at a not-even-1-year-old child covered in her cum just makes her hard all over again, though. Before she goes for a second round, the adult feline enjoying the show with a rock hard erection peeking out of her skirt clears her throat, and the fox turns around. "Oh, who was out--" Her eyes widen in surprise. It's Lauir! She stands up to greet the kitten with a smile, her boner throbbing considerably as she pets her. "Mmm... it's good to see her again. Lemme fuck her." The cat giggles at the bluntness, handing the infant over to the muscled, sweaty vixen, her eyes transfixed. "I heard from the mom that she's sick, so maybe take it easy on her this time. I'll clean up this one, it's almost time for her to leave." The cat steps over to the table and throws her clothes aside, before picking up the baby fox and getting covered in fresh spunk. She licks the cub's filthy cheek while making her way to the bathroom, turning the light on and shutting the door behind her. Left alone with this baby, the hard shemale pets her head gently, noting how warm she was, and that she seems a little out of sorts, wriggling a bit and panting. She does appear to be sick, and sits down in her recliner, thinking about how to use her gently, but her mind only goes to her usual harsh baby-fucking. Placing the baby in her sweaty lap, her cock throbs heavily above her, feeling so tense due to being this close to an infant without being inside it. Lauir sniffs the air and wiggles and tilts herself to turn towards the fox, who half-watches her, mind occupied by racing thoughts of nepiophilia. All the while, the kitten's eyes were closed, but she reaches out with her little paws and finds the hard throbbing length she was looking for. She shakily grasps it and the adult watches her with curiosity and arousal. Those little paws retract, and Lauir opens her mouth, pacifier falling out, so that she can suckle on her fingers. The taste of musk and cum and baby vaginal juices covers her tongue, and she shivers and blushes. Wild thoughts race through the vixen's head as her lust builds. She may be sick, but she's still just as eager. She picks up the toddler and stands up and turns around, laying her on her back on the recliner, very comfy. Lauir wiggles around a bit, reaching out at nothing. Resting her legs over the arms of the armchair and holding herself up slightly, the fox hovers her enormous dick over the infant kitten, as her huge sweating balls dangle on the side of the cushion. It pulses with hunger for underdeveloped baby pussy, dripping precum just above the cub's hair. Having worked on increasing her cock size for a little while, she feels she's finally reached what she believes is the perfect size for her. The thickness of it is bigger around than Lauir's torso. More than that, its length is nearly, if not greater than that of her entire little body. At the most optimal, this was a cock meant for around a seven-year-old... but this fox, and this cock, lusts only for those fresh from the womb. Lauir smells it, it being so close. Its choking, filthy scent causes her to inhale deep, making her head fuzzy. She shivers and reaches up to grab the literally baby-sized dick, wrapping her tiny arms around it to hug it to herself. It presses itself hot against her body, throbbing painfully, making the fox wince. "Uff... You really love cock, don't you, you little baby slut..." She moves her hips back a little bit, sliding the shaft backwards in the baby's grip. When the tip of her cock slides over Lauir's nose, she stops. Lauir stops for a moment, too, opening her eyes wide at the smell... She grabs onto the cock and hugs it to her as tight as she could, tilting her head so she can reach the leaking tip. The soft lips suckle ravenously, with some help from her tiny tongue. Thick precum sprays into her and washes the inside of her mouth, spilling into her throat, and she gulps it down without a second thought. Her breaths start to relax, her eyes close gently, and she wasn't shaky anymore. After a few moments of the kitten not letting up, that's when it dawns on her. "Oh, fuck... You're addicted to cum... That's why you're sick. You're in withdrawal," the fox says in disbelief, and out loud in order to make it real. "Holy shit, I made a baby addicted to cum. Fuck..." Her mind becomes hazy after the realization of what she's done, taking a deep breath. Lauir has a true addiction to cum, and it was because of her. She pants heavily as the lust overtakes her, standing up from her position and drooling as she uses both hands to tear off the shirt Lauir was wearing, then whips the diaper off her. Her used garments are casually tossed away into the previous cum puddle. Lauir's arms raise up behind her head instinctively, from the times they were always moved so her waist can be grabbed. Her legs also spread out, for a similar reason. The kitten's nude baby body seems to call out to the fox as she pants heavily, the first minute hints of carnal lust sparking within for the first time in her life, and she desperately craves the substance sloshing in the full-again sack so near her. She stares with her blind eyes upward, her face and nethers hot as she anticipates something she doesn't quite understand completely at her mental age. The shemale vixen is practically floored at a nearly one-year-old baby pretty much presenting herself to be fucked. She can't take it anymore; her hands wrap around the kitten's tiny waist and she rears her hips back, then forcefully presses her thick cockhead up against the little puffy pussy. They both grunt with strain. It's wet. Just feeling it was enough to give the fox a kick, and she shoves herself into the immature cunny. As the lady groans out loud, her dick sliding inch by inch into the cub's tender body with the sound of slick rubbing flesh, Lauir makes a squeaky gasp and coos and breathes shakily as her body is speared by pedophile cock. It's been a while for her, and she's much tighter than the fox remembers her being. Although her little body remembers how it felt, the fox's cock was a fair bit bigger now. It grips tightly onto the shaft, squeezing out the precum her body desires, needs. The pressure on her body with a dick thicker than her mushing her insides is considerable, and her eyes roll back into her head, her tongue drooling and drooping from her mouth. Her breaths are irregular and disjointed. Lauir's torso has been stretched before, but nothing like this; her chest bulges out with the shape of the shemale's cock as it dives further into her. Her body stretches to accomodate it, hardy and tough for a baby. As the fox hilts the infant with a grunt, the thick protrusion sticking out from her throbs above her head, and the two settle with each other to get a grasp on their situation. Lauir suddenly breathes in deep with a squeak, and then starts breathing heavily. Her body's adjusted to having this much stretching. Her caretaker can't even see the kitten's face behind the throbbing yellow bulge, but she can hear her labored gasps, her cock twitching at even the slightest movement from taking a breath. The tight flesh holding the end third of her dick twitches and squeezes gently, as though her body was a true onahole, with no part inside not being a pleasure surface. Most of the pleasure on her cock, however, is being gripped by the less-stretched parts of the cub. The thick shaft prevents any escape of juices, the baby lips stretched around her to an unrealistic extent. Until recently, the vixen had no idea babies were so stretchy. Older cubs and adults are indeed stretchable to an extent, but she never knew that they were like this from birth. Enough admiration; she needs to cum, and not just for her lust this time, but to feed the baby what she needs. Strong hands grip the cub's waist tightly so that the shemale can pull out her cock. It's tough, but it manages to start sliding itself free from the baby pussy, wet and dripping with their combined fluids. The enormous torso bulge lessens as more of the dick exits the little one's tiny body. Lauir still breathes heavily, grunting a little bit as her pedophile moans softly and drools above her. The fox stops and shudders, unable to hold back anymore with only a few inches of her cock not inside. She needs all of it. A sudden thrust forward with a hilting plop, she groans, and Lauir squeaks and pants with her tongue out, eyes wide and staring up as her infantile body is tested. The familiar sound of damp child-fucking fills the stinking, filthy room, the heavy shemale ballsack smacking into the baby's soft bottom, with juices soaking the front of the recliner. Muscled arms hold down the cub by her shoulders, and with every thrust the enormous bulge rocks and stretches the kitten to the extreme. The shemale fox drools and groans uncontrollably as she watches herself deform an infant in such a brutal and sexy way, all due to her cock. With each drawing back of her hips, the fox sees a glimpse of the kitten's face as the bulge recedes. Lauir coos and ahhs and grunts in a way only a lusty baby being fucked by an enormous cock can. Her arms and legs twitch with uselessness as the only part of her that matters now is the onahole of a torso she possesses. Drenched in, and dripping of sweat, the fox lady strains herself to bring herself to orgasm, due to still being tired out from the last little cub. The speed and force of her thrusts sling strands of their fluids every which way as she pounds the baby into a twitching heap with her cock. Lauir's mouth bubbles with saliva, the quietest of moans muffled by it. She's lost to pleasure, and her tiny little mind can't take it. Just before she passes out, the fox stops and hilts against her hard, pressing and squashing their loins together with outstretched legs, and she roars out in orgasm, her muscles twitching and shaking with overexerted tension. The shemale's deep roar and groaning attracts the attention of her friend, who opens the bathroom door, just in time to see the enormous baby cock-bulge expanding with her thick vulpine seed. The feline bites her lip as she massages her pink cock which is dripping with cum, likely from fucking the other newborn herself. Lauir moans with what little strength she has left as the huge protrusion becomes a rounded-out mass of cum, as if she were a fleshy condom being filled. The pressure on her was too much. She loses consciousness as the lady finishes up, whom tries to get up from her position but almost falls doing so. Her breaths are heavy from the intense workout and it takes her a while to get her bearings, but she manages to slide her now soft cock out from the kitten. The used pussy sprays a bit of seed onto her empty balls as she leaves, but it tightens up again, leaving a huge sloshing cum-inflated belly that Lauir herself could probably fit into. "Huff... huff... There you go, kiddo..." The vixen looks over to her friend who was enjoying the sight, and they meet each other's eyes with a smile. "...I need to tell you something really fucking hot. But damn I'm tired as hell. Take care of the babies, will ya?" Sweating profusely, she rubs her forehead and makes her way to the door opposite the bathroom, opening it and revealing a cool bedroom full of fans. "Don't worry. And I got a call from the bun. She's having sex with toddlers overseas." The fox chuckles before closing the door, and she just collapses into the nearest bed, dirtying it with the sweat and cum she's covered in. Back in the bathroom, the feline comes back in and looks over the little fox cub laying in the tub, her belly less than half the size of Lauir's. The difference between her and her boss made her really jealous, and she huffs. Back to work, have to clean these babies up. -- The purple feline sits in a chair next to one of the strollers in the front room, a sleeping Lauir inside with a fresh diaper and new shirt they had on hand, from the big closet. Sighing contently, she stares out at the dim light at the alley, waiting for the mom to show up. The other cub went home already, and she licks her lips at the memory of her pussy. As she was thinking about baby porn videos, Lapis comes bursting through the door with the subtlety of a freight train. "Hello!! Lapis back!" She was very loud, but Lauir remains asleep, content, and most notably not restless. It didn't escape Lapis's notice. "Ah, miss Lapis, another fine day for us today. She was a little sweetheart as usual. We missed her!" Lapis ignores what she's saying, bending over to inspect her kitten. "Lauir not sick! Could not get better before. What cure?" She stares at the caretaker intently, who looks a bit worried and produces a bottle that was sitting on the ground. "Ah, it turns out she just needed, um... a specific formula of milk," she says rather nervously, and the bottle is snatched from her hands. "No, wait, don't open--" Her eyes widen, afraid that their daycare may be found out for what it truly is... "Wugh!!" As soon as the bottle opens, Lapis is punched in the face with the scent of pure shemale seed of the muscular daycare owner, and its musk is absolutely overpowering. The room is already filled with it as Lapis hacks and coughs all the way down onto her knees. Quickly, the purple cat screws the nipple back on, sweating from nervousness. "Um... yes, the smell is strong." She plays it off like it's no big deal. Lapis recovers and jumps up suddenly, holding up her finger and looking at nothing in a moment of realization, and using a very much not inside voice. "Semen!! Lapis did not guess! Lauir semen addict! From daycare! Lapis has answer!" She takes the bigger cat's hand and shakes it happily. "Happy to find answer! Must find semen for Lauir. Lapis buy from daycare?" The caretaker is dumbfounded, as Lapis seems unphased by the implications. "I-I... um... Yes... We could sell you some?" Lapis is satisfied with the answer, taking the cum bottle from her again. "Ah... did you...?" The dwarf cat scrunches her face. "Daycare stink. Lauir stink. You, fox, bunny, same stink, shemale stink. Lapis know lots of sex. Baby sex!" Lapis is not angry, rather stating these as scientific facts. She appears to not hold anything against the daycare. "Have fun with Lauir?" "Y-yes, lots of fun..." "Lapis want video!" "V-video? Ah..." "Lapis never see baby sex. So big on so tiny! Interesting!" She places the bottle in her diaper bag. "Make deal for semen next time. Out of time!" A glance at her arm and she hurries in taking her kitten and hoisting the bag. "Bye-bye!" She speeds out of the place in no time, leaving a very confused cat sitting in the chair, surprised, relieved, and shocked all at once. "Ugghh... I really hope she's serious..." Lapis has always been trustworthy with them in the first two months, and never known to lie. "I guess I need to get some better soaps." She steps over to the computer on the desk, looking online for better fur soaps and cleaner and later, some tips on home videos... END!