Skye grunted, driving her little hips forward into Kiyone.  The red vixen was on all fours, the heads of her penises dragging back and forth on the carpet.  The little fennec was on tiptoes to fit inside Kiyone; she was so short in comparison.  That did not matter much to Skye, though.  She fit inside Kiyo like a hand in a perfectly tailored glove.  Both of Kiyone’s holes quivered and clenched around her twin ten-inch cocks, milking her delectably.  Skye loved sex with anyone and everyone she knew, but it was absolutely best with Kiyone.


“I’m gonna spurt my milk!” Kiyone gasped, pushing back against Skye firmly, “Just a lil’ more!”


“Nnng…  Gonna gush too!”  Skye agreed, her tongue lolling out of her muzzle. She arched her hips upward, burying both of her shafts as deep as they could go within Kiyone’s muff and rear.  With a howl, her golden wings flew open to their full span.  She gripped Kiyo’s hips tight, feeling the wonderful burning ache rush up her lengths, before both shafts jerked violently.  Kiyone yelped as she felt incredible amounts of hot, thick cream flood her little womb and rear.  She moaned in delight, her own silver wings flaring out.  Kiyone groaned, splattering the carpet with her own semen, both of her erections firing in unison.


“Oh, Skyyye!” Kiyone moaned, “I’m so full!  Look at my tummy!”


Sure enough, Kiyone’s white-furred stomach was sagging down, swollen with Skye’s spunk.  But Skye was not paying attention to that.  Instead, the little fennec was staring out the window, looking mildly confused.


“Skye?  Skye!  SKYE!” Kiyone finally shouted, jolting the fennec back to focus.


“What’s goin’ on?” Kiyone asked, pulling herself free of the other fox.  She laid on her back, stroking her still-spurting erections, even as Skye continued to climax over her, splattering her fur in thick ropes.  She frowned, asking, “Normally you can’t shut up about your splurties, but you kinda zoned out there.”


“Hnngh… S-Sorry, thought I saw something out the window.  Musta been my imagination,” Skye replied, shrugging, “Never mind.  Now lemme enjoy all my splurties!  Gonna turn you into an arctic fox!”


As Kiyone giggled, wagging happily as her best friend gripped her penises like squirt guns, splattering her with hot semen; someone else narrowed their eyes.  A pair of golden eyes, bright and cunning, watched the two foxes.  A smirk grew on a small muzzle, a tongue sliding over a pair of long fangs…




******


Later in the day, during lunch break, Skye was eating something, but her tray sat forgotten nearby.  She was flat on her back, staring straight up into the sky above, her mouth wrapped around a swollen pink rod of flesh.  The owner of that throbbing shaft had mounted her chest, legs spread on other side of her torso as she pumped her hips.  Skye was not so much suckling on the penis in her muzzle, as letting the owner hump her muzzle, driving into her throat. 

Skye wasn’t doing much at all, really, not even thinking.  Her mind was completely empty of thought, a blissful warm cloud covering her mind.  She was so deeply under that she wasn’t really aware of the pleasure radiating from her loins as someone bounced on her hips, letting her twin penises fill her holes. 


“Y’see, Kuro?  When I make my eyes all glowy and gold and stuff, I can make anyone do whatever I want,” said the owner of the penis in Skye’s mouth.  










******










        Skye blinked in surprise.  It was the little bat girl from earlier, perched on the balcony outside.  The fennec stared in confusion and mild disbelief.  What was she doing there?

        The child grinned playfully, waving at Skye.  She hopped lightly off the railing, folding her wings around her shoulders.  She interlocked the tips so that the membranes draped down around her like a cloak.  Skye was not overly disturbed by this; she could do much the same with her bird-like wings to cover her body when she wanted to.  It was an easy way to stay warm.  She was more disturbed by how graceful and fluid the girl’s movements were.  She slinked along smoothly, seeming to glide more than walk.


        She stood outside the door, giving another cheerful wave.  Skye waved back despite herself, then looked at her hand as if it had betrayed her.  The bat giggled, though Skye could not hear it through the glass.


        “Oi!  Mind lettin’ me in?  It’s bleedin’ cold out here at night!” the girl chirped, her voice muffled through the door.  Skye frowned and shook her head.  As friendly as the girl seemed, she wasn’t about to open the door for some random stranger who was asking to come into her room from the wrong direction.


        “Aww… C’mon!  I’m freezin’ me butt off!  Why don’t ye just… come to… the door…” the girl purred.  


        Her voice seemed to echo far longer than it should have in Skye’s large ears.  Skye frowned deeper.  It was wrong to leave someone out on her balcony, so cold.  Before she knew what she was doing, she’d swept her feet out from under the sheets and stood onto the carpet.  The vixen padded across the room, careful not to wake up Kiyone.  She stepped up to the balcony door, twisting the lock to open it.  She pushed open the sliding door.


        “Ooh, you’ve got a cool room.  Mind if I come in?” asked the girl, grinning wide and showing off her fangs.


        “Um… I… I  guess it’s okay?” Skye said, feeling confused.  Something was strange, but it just seemed unreasonable to let the girl stand outside.


        “Thanks!  I need permission to enter someone’s property, after all, so just figured I’d ask,” said the girl in a whisper, glancing over at Kiyone sleeping in her bed.


        “...Wait, what’s going on?  I didn’t wanna let you inside, but…” Skye said, shaking her head hard enough to make her ears flap back and forth as she tried to clear her confusion.


        “Oh, that.  I have a way of bein’ super persuasive when I wanna be,” said the bat, grinning, “Me name’s Chira.  Chira Myotis.”






*****


“You…   You’re a vampire!!!”  Skye exclaimed, backing away from the other child.  Chira smiled cheerfully, nodding.


“Sure ‘n’ I be a vampire bat, f’sure,” agreed Chira, “But that’s a wee bit racist, don’tcha think?”


“Not since you’re an ACTUAL vampire too!” Skye accused, pointing at her. Chira rolled her gold eyes.


“I have no idea what ye be talkin’ about. Cannae we jus’ have a nice--...” Chira trailed off in confusion, “...Um… What d’ye think yer doin’?”


Skye had grabbed both Kiyone’s and her own toothbrushes out of the glass at the bedside and crossed them in front of her.  She thrust them at Chira menacingly.  the bat merely looked politely confused in response.


“Holy symbols drive off vampires!  Back, back!” Skye growled.


“First off, those’re toothbrushes, nae a holy symbol.  Second, it’d have to be an ACTUAL holy symbol blessed and consecrated by a priest, monk, or other powerful holy man to work,” Chira said, looking mildly annoyed as the fennec danced around her, brandishing the brushes.


“AHA!  You admitted it! Stand still, I think I have some garlic bagel chips around here somewhere!” Skye exclaimed, leaping to her school bag and beginning to rummage about.


“It’d have to be raw, whole garlic bulbs, not processed garlic powd--... Will ye jus’ CUT IT OUT?!” Chira growled, crossing her arms over her little chest and stamping her foot petulantly, “Fine! Fine! I’m a vampire! A real, livin’, breathin’, fang-barin’, night-stalkin’, no-reflection-havin’ VAMPIRE. HAPPY?!”


“...Aren’t you technically ‘unliving,’ then?” Skye asked, raising an eyebrow.


“Do I LOOK like a walkin’ corpse?!  Ye watch too much pop culture!” Chira grumbled, an angry vein throbbing in her forehead, “I’m alive an’ gettin’ REALLY thirsty!  Now, if’n ye don’t mind, I’d like ta get on with this!”


Skye stepped protectively in front of the bed, throwing out her arms. Considering her size, it was a less-than-totally impressive move, as she squeaked, “You ain’t gettin’ any of MY blood or Kiyo’s either!”


“Wait, what? Blood? GROSS!  Why would I ever wanna drink any o’ THAT?!” Chira asked, looking nauseated at the very thought, “Besides rather ‘n’ dealin’ with yer annoyin’ butt, I could just charm me way inta a blood bank or somethin’; if that’s what I was after…”


“Then, what DO you want?” Skye asked, placing her paws on her hips and frowning.  Chira grinned predatorily, chuckling.


“Well, vampires DO feed on a vital, life-givin’ fluid, but it’s nae blood,” Chira said, brushing her silver hair out of her face.  Her golden eyes seemed to glow and pulse with an inner light of their own.  Skye gasped, transfixed by the power in her gaze.


“No more questions, no more remarks, no more playin’ about.  To borrow a cliche, ‘look into me eyes… deep into me eyes…’” purred the bat.  Skye, caught off-guard, could only do as she was told, staring into the depths of the other girl’s golden irises.


“Your friend was already mostly asleep when I put her out.  Yer awake, so this might take a bit,” began Chira, her voice a soft singsong.  She trailed off, frowning. She stared in mild disbelief as Skye’s green eyes were glassy, unfocused, and half-lidded.  A line of drool ran down her lower lip.  The fennec’s large ears were drooped down, her arms and tail limp.


“...Or maybe ye’ll just go under e’en quicker ‘n’ she did.  Really?  I had this whole induction and seduction thing planned an’ all…” said Chira, utterly bemused by the vixen, “You’ve got a big ol’ pile o’ mush instead o’ a brain, don’t ye?”


“Big ol’ pile of mush…” Skye repeated in a flat monotone, staring somewhere beyond Chira blankly.


“...Welp, that certainly makes this a lot quicker,” Chira said, shaking her head in disbelief, “You are a very odd lil’ duck, y’know.”


“Quack, quack,” Skye replied dumbly, flapping her elbows.


“No, I dinnae mean that as a suggestion, ye big donkey!” Chira growled, annoyed.


“Hee haw!” brayed Skye, causing the bat to slap her forehead in frustration.


“Jus’ stand still an’ obey, ye bloody mog!” Chira snapped. Skye went silent and stood at attention, staring dully ahead.


“If I dinnae know what yer’ packin’, I’d skive off and take me business to someone less annoyin’!” growled Chira, “Now, do as I tell ye, ye big cabbage-head!”


“I will do as you tell me,” Skye mumbled, her trance making her indifferent to the vampiress’s growing irritation.  Chira fumed for a minute, pacing back and forth until her temper cooled.  She sighed, taking a deep breath and nodding to herself.


“Okay, Skye. Now… Take off those pajamas,” Chira commanded.


“Take off my pajamas…” Skye echoed numbly.  The little fox unbuttoned her shirt, exposing the expanse of fluffy white fur of her chest and stomach.  A rosy pair of little nipples peeked out of her chest fur.  Skye’s body was somewhat shapeless; as an eight-year-old cub, the curves of womanhood were years away from development.  Her chest was pancake-flat, and she had chubby hips that wiggled as she shimmied out of her pajama bottoms.  Skye straightened back to attention, showing no sign of shame or embarrassment as she exposed her nudity to a complete stranger.  She had been thoroughly conditioned and brainwashed to have almost no sense of modesty.


“Mmm.  Not bad!” Chira purred, sauntering around the fennec, taking her time to examine the little fox’s body.  Skye’s sheath was swollen, her twin penises hanging semi-erect between her legs.  Her chubby vulva was visible below her shafts, the slit glistening with moisture.  Chira grinned and slid her fingertips down the smaller girl's hips, tracing the curves.


“Well, lass, I think ye’ll do jus’ fine.  I’ve been watchin’ ye fer a couple o’ days, an’ been lookin’ forward ta this,” Chira purred, placing her hands on her hips under her cloak-like wings.


“Watching me…?  You… at lunch… but you…?” Skye asked vaguely.  Chira chuckled, seeming to understand what she was asking.


“Been watchin’ ye fer a few days, Skye me lass.  An’ yes, even durin’ the day.  Contrary ta popular belief, vampires don’ be burnin’ in sunlight… or gawds forbid, SPARKLIN’,” the bat’s face screwed up in utter disgust at the last word, “I c’n go out in the day, if’n I want.  But me eyes are very sensitive, an’ it hurts t’be out too long.  Well… uh… that an’ I’m always useless the next night after pullin’ an all-dayer.”


Chira grinned and knelt down before the fennec, brushing aside her wings so she could use her hands.  She said, “Alrighty, lass.  Enough gabbin’.  I’m thirsty an’ it’s time ta feed.”


With that, Chira wrapped her fingers around each of Skye’s stiffening penises.  Her touch was firm, but gentle, taking slow caresses along the vixen’s swelling flesh.  Skye’s body responded to the attention quickly; her erections expanded more swiftly, rising up in the bat’s grip.  Chira smirked, slowly pumping the fox’s shafts, one in each hand, working them with clear experience.


“Tha’s it…  Get big ‘n’ hard fer me.  I’ve seen whatcha got from afar, but that’s nae the same as up close,” Chira chirred, keeping eye contact with Skye.  Her golden eyes pulsed and glimmered, drawing Skye deeper and deeper into mindless bliss.  She cooed, “Bigger… Harder…  I wanna see ye at yer best.”


“Bigger… Harder…” Skye repeated numbly.  Again, Chira’s voice echoed deep within her mind, far longer than it did in her ears.  The words repeated again and again, until it was the only thing within her head, driving her.  The fennec’s cocks surged and throbbed as they quickly rose up in Chira’s grip.  The hypnotic suggestion drove the vixen’s every thought, and she willed her erections to obey.  Within a minute, Skye’s penises stood proud from her little hips at their full ten inches.  Chira admired them, taking her time as she ran her fingers up and down the swollen members.


“I knew I picked right wit’ ye.  Ye’ve got a big, hale an’ hearty pair o’ thingies, don’tcha?” Chira purred, licking her lips.  She smirked wider, leaning in and pressing her lips to Skye’s upper penis.  Skye grunted softly, shivering as the other girl’s long, thin tongue slid up her shaft, flicking over the foreskin-covered glans.  The little bat grinned mischievously, watching both shafts twitch in response.


“Begorrah, me Da said movin’ ta Breezeport was gonna be the best thing ever.  A town fulla hypnotized, oversexed people?” Chira sighed happily, “Sounds like a dream, but it’s e’en better’n I thought it’d be!”


With that, she began to pleasure the entranced vixen in full.  Opening her mouth wide, she took Skye’s lower penis deep into her muzzle.  She bobbed her head upon it slowly, her lips dipping lower and lower each time.  Skye’s second cock rubbed against her fluffy cheek, and Chira made an effort to nuzzle it as she worked.  She reached up, sliding her fingers along the vixen’s dampening cleft.  She traced the foxgirl’s vulva gently, grinning at the way that Skye trembled with her touch.


Skye moaned, utterly transfixed by Chira’s golden gaze.  She felt like she was asleep, her mind empty, her only emotion a warm and contented emptiness.  The fennec shuddered, feeling warmth and wetness surround one of her shafts; warm, soft fur caressed the other.  The fox slowly rocked her hips a little, her members pulsing happily at the attention.  As Chira worked a finger inside Skye’s tight slit, the fennec’s inner muscles instinctively clamped down, squeezing it.  The bat was clearly talented as her lips pressed against Skye’s sheath, all ten inches of her lower penis buried deep into her muzzle.  She held Skye there with no apparent discomfort, as the thick rod twitched against the back of her throat.  Chira pulled back slowly, breathing deeply through her little pink nose as her long, dextrous tongue swirled about.


The little fox groaned as Chira pulled back, leaving just the head of her penis inside her mouth.  The bat, a smile on her muzzle, slipped her tongue under Skye’s foreskin, tickling the sensitive glans.  Skye threw her head back, gasping as both members pulsed powerfully.  Pressure welled up both lengths from the base to the tips, before a sticky jet of clear precum burst forth from both fat heads.  Chira giggled, delighted as the syrupy fluid flooded her mouth and drenched her cheek, matting down the fur.  She made a show of pulling off Skye with her lips pursed, and swallowed with a loud gulp before wiping her cheek with the back of her hand.  She licked in clean, keeping eye contact with Skye all the while.  She grinned wider as Skye’s erections pulsed and more fluid dribbled down.


“Ye liked that, didn’t ye?” she asked.


“Yes…” Skye replied softly, her eyes half-lidded.


“Good.  Ye see?  I’m not gonna hurt ye.  Honestly, after watchin’ ye fer a couple o’ days, I’d kinda like t’be yer friend,” Chira said, soothingly, “But first, yer gonna gimme what I need.”

“Give you what…” Skye echoed numbly, gasping as Chira grasped both of her shafts and began to pump them together.  Up and down, up and down, she picked a rhythm that only served to lull the fennec deeper into her trance with the pleasure.  Chira chirred softly, leaning in to kiss each of Skye’s tips in turn.  She stroked the swollen lengths in unison, sliding soft fingers up and down rigid flesh.  She rolled the fennec’s foreskins back and forth, and the turgid red-purple helmets appeared and disappeared from view repeatedly.




******

“Gimme gimme gimme!!!” Chira gasped desperately, opening her mouth wide.  She stuck her tongue out as far as it would go, squeezing both of the fennec’s penises tight as she aimed them at the back of her throat.


She did not have to wait long.  Skye gasped and arched her back.  Her wings flapped a few times and her tail thrashed back and forth.  Her penises lurched violently, threatening to jerk free of Chira’s grip.  Pressure, a pleasurable ache rushed up her lengths in unison.


“Awuuu!” Skye howled cutely, her orgasm hitting as hard as ever.  In perfect synchronicity, the glans of her penises flared, and a pearly rope of thick, hot goo blasted outward.


“GLRK!” gurgled Chira, her sly golden eyes suddenly wide with surprise.  Caught off-guard by both the force and the sheer volume of Skye’s ejaculation, the silver-haired girl’s mouth was completely filled almost immediately with cub spunk.  Chira swallowed in a very, large, eye-watering gulp, only to have both of Skye’s pulsing shafts immediately fill it again.   The bat shuddered, moaning happily as she drank from the fox, most of Skye’s semen pouring down her face and chest.  It did not elude Chira that all of this was just a single spurt; Skye had not even begun her second ejaculation of her orgasm yet.  Chira brushed back her wings, exposing more of her body to Skye.


The fennec frowned, feeling a hot, warm dampness strike her shin.  Still totally enraptured by Chira’s supernatural gaze, she could only see out of the edges of her vision.  Chira was climaxing too; a large, twitching shaft jutted from her now-revealed hips, bobbing up and down as it spat ribbons of her own semen against Skye’s legs.  Chira cooed happily between mouthfuls of foxcum.  Just the taste of Skye’s semen had set the little vampire off, without once touching herself.  Skye watched as it bounced up and down rhythmically with each of Chira’s pelvic muscle spasms, firing long strands of spunk, some slapping loudly against Skye’s upper thigh.






*****


“Oh, yeaaah….  that