The Warehog before Christmas

Starring Tails and Amy

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Randy mobians where stirring, Breeding like a mouse.
There stockings were hung across the floor with no care,
In hopes that there naked backs would soon lay there.

As tails was nestled all snug in his bed,
While visions of aunt sally danced in his head.
And rouge in her panties, and sally in his bed,
All 3 just fucked each others brains out for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
Tails sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the front door he flew like a flash,
Tore open the door and gazed in awe.

The full moon on the breast of fallen snow
Illuminated a beauty that stood hunched in the snow.
Her fur was pink, and scraggly to. A ripped red dress on the ground below
As she turned to face tails he saw only one look in her eyes 

It was young Amy rose and tails was her prize.

With a dash so so lively and quick,
Amy pounced on tails and grabbed a hold of his dick.
More rapid than eagles with lust in her eyes driven, a choice in the matter was  tails deprived 
She placed her hulking huge breasts into his face. Her rough clawed hands clawing all over the place.  

With speed unknown she removed his Apparel. His boxer shorts ripped to ribbons
Within an instant her hungry depths had swallowed him whole 
Balls deep inside her she let out a howl
Now rising and falling she pinned him down, he tried to resist, he tried to frown 

But as she clamped her self around him, his resistance went down and down.
With a rise and a fall a loud soppy splat she rapped "poor" tails but I doubt he minded that,
As pace quickened his resistance continued to fade,
Soon there eyes meet and the held each other gaze. 
With a movement so quick and sudden she meet her lips with his. 

Her kiss was wild and untamed, Her tongue danced in his mouth all over the place. 
Breaking free for a second or two to whine and growl as a horny werehog was inclined to do.
As tails felt the pleasure rising his will finally faltered and he gave into her grinding.
Her hands now on his chest to pin him down he roughly grabbed a hold of her breasts and clamped down.
The same ferocity that she had meet him with he did return as he thrusted back and returned her kisses without a squirm. 

And then, As the pressure in his body finally did build.
He began to worry . Was Amy on the pill?
If he spilled his speed with such zeal what kind of child would a fox and warehog produce,
Once again he tried to panic but nether his mind nor body would listen.

Over come by bliss she was best fuck he had ever had,
When finally in a gargled and Loud yet still feminine voice she cried to him
"Tails fill me up! Fill me up all night!",
These words of encouragement where all he did need as with howl and a scream he spilled his seed..

Amounts like he had never spilled before poured into her tight depths as she howled to the sky
Her head flung back and her large tongue lulling out she whined and whimpered as he came again and again and again.
After her depths had finally been filled in flash of light so magnificent and bright Amy reverted to her usual sight,
Laying on his chest collapsed in a pile the two of them out of breath as if they had run a mile.

Still connected together Amy did explain on every full moon her lust would go insane,There was no risk of impregnation but her lust to be cumed in drove her insane.
As she began to grow watery eyed she apologised profusely she almost started to cry.
Tails hugged her in tight and promised to keep her secrets that night,
But on the condition that when the full moon came tails could satisfy her lust with no shame.
And as they smiled and they lay in snow, tails whispered to Amy
"Happy Christmas my love, and good-night"