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Megan belongs to me.
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A horde of screaming children filled the corridors of the small elementary school, laughing, shouting, slamming lockers, as they raced toward home and freedom from the vaunted halls of academia for one more day. Megan sat at her desk, as eager as any of her peers to make a break for home, but saving her energy for the long walk ahead of her. Stuffing the last of her books into her backpack, she finally stood and swung the heavy burden over her shoulder. Sauntering along at an easy pace, she took a moment to enjoy the peace of the echoing halls, now all but empty, and the anticipation of a long weekend ahead.
When she finally emerged from the school, she found Toby standing at the bottom of the steps, his pack at his feet. She didn't know the boy that well, being a year or two older than him, but he was always polite to her whenever they passed each other between classes and - she blushed a little - she'd certainly noticed his older sisters! She gave him a little wave and a smile as she drew level. "Waiting on your Mom?"
Toby started, as if surprised, and he hefted his bag aloft. "No, she had to take my sister to the dentist. Some kinda last minute thing. I guess I hafta walk home."
"Me, too," Megan said. "Mom had to take my brother to speech therapy, and they won't be home for a couple of hours. Wanna walk with me?"
Now Toby blushed, but he grinned. "I'd love to."
Because it was still the first week of September, and blazing hot on the sidewalk, they took their time, not wanting to exert themselves. Along the way, they spoke of this and that, mostly gossiping about fellow students, or talking about their television shows. Before they'd gone more than a block, a tremendous crack of thunder exploded just over their heads, or so it seemed, and in moments a late summer shower drenched the pair of them to the skin.
Holding their packs over their heads, the two raced for the nearest shelter. Finding it already packed with people seeking shelter from the storm, Megan tugged on Toby's sleeve. "My house is just a little way down the road. If we run, we'll be there in no time."
He nodded, and followed her as she ran for her front porch. They arrived in record time, and stood swiping their wet hair out of their eyes while Megan fumbled in her pocket for her key. Unlocking the door, she shoved Toby inside. "Clothes off. Mom'll kill me if we get the carpet wet. You can put it in the dryer in the utility room."
The young fox hesitated. "E... everything? But--"
"Everything," Megan said. "C'mon, you've got five sisters. Can't tell me you've never seen a girl naked before." So saying, she shucked her top and tugged her pants off in two deft movements. Her panties followed, and she trotted into the laundry room with a little sway of her hips.
Apparently finding courage from somewhere, Toby followed suit and he sidled into the room, covering himself with one hand. "You sure your Mom won't mind?"
Megan shut the door of the dryer and slapped the start button. "She'll never know. Wanna play games in my room while we wait?"
Without waiting for an answer, she grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs to her bedroom, snagging a couple of towels from their closet along the way. She tossed on at Toby and set about drying herself off as thoroughly as she could. Her fur had already started growing thicker for the winter, so this took a while, and try as she might, she just couldn't get get the patch of fur above her tail as dry as she liked. She stole a glance at Toby, who had wrapped his towel rather demurely around himself, and tried to hide a grin. "Would you get my back, please?" she said, and she held her towel out to him.
He swallowed audibly. "Megan, I--"
She laughed and shook the towel. "I thought foxes liked playing with bunnies. Or maybe you just want the bunny to play with you?" Giggling, she whipped the towel off him before he could stop her.
Even covering himself with both hands, the boy couldn't quite hide his erection. He blushed and sputtered something Megan couldn't quite make out. Drawing a deep breath, he turned his face away. "Please, don't be mad."
Moving closer to him, Megan took his hands and moved them away from his penis. "It's okay. You're not the first boy to get hard from looking at me, and... I kinda like it."
She kissed him, surprising them both, and let her fingers brush across his stiff cock, trailing down to lightly brush against his balls. He shivered and kissed her back, and she purred happily when she felt his fingers exploring her small slit. She gasped with pleasure when he found her clit, and slipped two fingers inside of her.
He brushed his muzzle against her ear, voice soft. "May I?"
Still purring, she kissed him again and led him over to the bed.