Part 1: Hot Date With A Vixen ============================== The rumors were true. Lawson Chee was back in town and on the prowl. Tall, lean and swift. A spotted gift to the ladies of the world, if they managed to catch his sharp eye and spark a glint there. ... Back in the real world, it wa a little too early in the morning to embarkk on some alpha male quest. Breakfast was the only thing he was aspiring to at the moment. Making his way to the kitchen, he gobbled up a bowl of cereal and pushed it away with a yawn. He folded his arms and lay his head down but before the nap could commence, two feminine voices entered the kitchen. Their conversastion halted when they spotted him. "Napping already," His mother tisked, "He's gonna sleep through his summer break!" Followed by a giggle from his sister, Kimberly. He only flipped his head to the other cheek. Ignore. It was his off time and he was determined to nap all he wanted. The ladies began clinking dishes here and there, preparing breakfast. The chair across the table creaked under the weighty curves of Momma Chee. She took her seat and clacked a mug down, dipping a teabag in while she continued making small talk with Kimberly. Lawson was just fading back into his nap when his mother said something that caught his full attention. "Oh! You know who I ran into the other day? That nice girl that works down at the coffee shop.." Rena, his old classmate and long time crush. A vixen of blue eyes and platinum-blonde hair, fur of pale pink bordering on peach. Every bit as sweet as her coloration suggested. Every bit as curvy and delicious looking for that matter. Lawson snapped up to find his mom and sister both fixing cheeky grins at him. "Oh, that gets his attention," His mom said as she and Kimberly shared a laugh. He rolled his eyes at them, leaning back in the chair and trying to cloak himself in a nonchalant aura. "Nah, I just..I didn't know she was still in town," "He's had a crush on her since high school," Kimberly shot over her shoulder as she routed through the cabinets. "We had classes together-" And a ton of deep conversations between them. Momma Chee's eyebrows rose over her sip of tea. One finger uncurled from the mug to point at him. "She still works at that coffee shop on the boardwalk. You ought to at least say hello. Or ask her out. She's such a nice girl," "Ugh. I'm sure she'll be seeing somebody by now. She's cute, funny, smart, beautiful..I-" He caught himself before going on further with the glowing review. His mother shrugged but kept the wry, knowing smile on her face. "You do you, hun. I'm just saying. If we end up with a bunch of lil' pink cubs in the family, I won't be complaining," Lawson couldn't keep a grin from spreading on his face. Of course his mom didn't have to convince him. He knew that, so did she. It was himself that he had to convince to just take the damn shot already. Maybe he ought to use the momentum from this little nudge. With a heavy sigh he rose from the table, pawing at his ear. "No guarantees, but...I might go for a coffee later. We'll see what happens," "That's the spirit. You got this," His mom said, with a pat on the back as he departed the kitchen. === The boardwalk was bustling in the afternoon warmth. Lawson's reflection flitted along the row of shop windows, against a background of familiar surroundings. Uncle Stan's Pizza Van, his old summer job in high school. It looked like they had a shiny, dent free newer model van parked out front, an upgrade from the old backfiring clanker he had done deliveries in. Next door to that was the Phat Phuck Ho Chinese Buffet. The greasy dumpster peeked out from the side alley, offering no clue to the many depraved acts that had gone on behind it at night. And there it was. The coffee shop, which hadn't changed a bit in his time away. Not that he would have noticed either way, his thoughts fixed on a particular pink barista inside. No hint of her in the shine of the blue windows. She could be looking at him right then and there. He took a breath, puffed his chest out and put on a cocky grin. It was time to start acting like an alpha male. A predator. Somebody that would leave that hot vixen with hearts in her eyes. He moved to shake hands with his reflection, fingers finding the metal handle. Only to freeze in place and not for the typical reasons. "Hey, kitty cat! Haven't seen you for a minute!" She had materialized right there on the sidewalk, complete with a warm smile and the big, round charms she was known for. Dressed casually in an orange t-shirt and snug jeans that hugged her rear end and did nothing to dissuade the comparison to a peach. She nodded toward the coffee shop, "They opened a new boba place down the street while you were gone. Want to come get some?" - Cheetah and Vixen caught up as they meandered along the boardwalk in no particular direction. To eventually wind up on a bench in a small park where the surroundings grew a little quieter. She laughed at one of his quips about college life. Her eyes held his a bit longer though, then darted down to her phone as she texted somebody. Daintily she sipped from her boba tea, the breeze tussling her hair. It glowed with the low hung sun hanging in the sky out over the beach. Near sunset. Had they really been talking that long? She followed his gaze to the horizon, lingered there a moment. "The beach is really nice this time of day," She said, "It's got me thinking, I could cross something off my bucket list today," His jaw nearly dropped, only to close as he tried to calculate whether he heard that correctly. He should say something smooth, but she handily filled in for him. She leaned in, head nearly on his shoulder. "I think a nice, tall Cheetah could help me," "Uh..w-well, I'd be glad to," She smiled, dipped her head to finish off her tea. "I'm gonna slip into something a little more casual. I'll see you down by the tide pools," An ecstatic Cheetah was left in her rather scenic wake. Her hips swished as she walked, her tail following suite, to the backdrop of tight round cheeks hugged in denim. Leaning back on the bench, he felt like he had already spent some time with them bouncing on his lap. In an incredible turn of luck, it seemed Rena was snatching him from the jaws of the friend zone. - A row of planks embedded in the sand curled over fields of cattails, dipping down toward the glow of sand and water. Night approached, but the last of the slipping sunlight caught her body and outlined it in gold. Very little was covered by the white bikini. Rena, waiting for him. Hair tossed in the wind as waves crashed in the distance. It was a dream come to life. Lawson clenched his paws in the sand, as if to hang on. To keep the scene from evaporating in front of him. "Guess I didn't bring any swim trunks," "You don't need 'em. Not as much as I need you," She turned toward the waves and a moment later his hands touched lightly on her shoulders. "Thanks for coming, kitty cat," Her head turned, tilted up. Plush lips touched his cheek. And then she turned, looking past him. "Oh! There he is!" Lawson's arms fell from around her as she rushed excitedly- bounced really, over to another figure who had appeared. The stranger blended well with the sandy beach. He was diminutive, small but broad and stocky. A true male shortstack, a Fennec with his distinctive large ears pinned back behind his smug expression. And right between them, Rena bent down to plant a brief kiss. "Uh?.." The Cheetah uttered. "This is Flax," Rena explained, standing behind the Fennec while her fingers rubbed his ears. "He's my boyfriend. I met him a few days ago," A few days? How- From beneath the Fennec's fat belly protruded a gigantic sheath. And below that, the reason he had to take a wide stance- a set of nuts sagging under their own weight. Already, the fat head of the fennec's cock was swelling out of his sheath as his grubby hand moved up the back of Rena's thigh. Her butt remained out of his reach but it didn't seem to discourage him. Lawson curled his tail around his crotch, with no chance of competing with the Fennec. Rena stepped toward him. "It was kind of a spur of the moment thing. But..I run into you and he gets out of jail the same day. It seemed too perfect to pass up," "So why do you need me again? I thought-" "I've always wanted to make love on the beach out here," Rena explained, "But I don't want any sand in my butt," The Cheetah was...surprisingly calm. It was a dream of hers, something he could help with? He did want to see her happy.. "C'mere, kitty cat," Glossy candy-pink lips poured honey on the request, followed by her finger reaching up to curl under his chin. "Pleaseee?" He bent down toward her, but rather than his lips meeting hers she only urged him right past and down onto his knees. A hand at his back nudged him to all fours. She leaned over his back, one hand between his shoulders and the other weighing on his butt as she bent over to lock lips with the Fennec. He hung his head, catching sight of his own excitement wagging between his spread thighs. About as impressive as a stray udder. He achingly throbbed at her touch and proximity. Useless, though his lanky limbs put him at the perfect height to give the Fennec a leg up. Lawson grunted as the Fennec put one foot on his back and heaved himself up, wavering a bit but Rena kept him from losing his balance as she embraced him pressing her tits against the pudgy shortstack's equally soft and warm body. They made out noisily as Lawson's arms shook with the effort to hold up the incredibly dense furball while he did his business. Rena's bikini top was shed and tossed to the sand while the bottoms slid down her legs. Thanks to his vantage point, there was nothing keeping the Fennec's cock from parting the delicate, soft, cream colored lips between the vixen's hips. Even over her gasping and moaning, Lawson heard the slick squishing noise as Flax forced his cock inside. Rena moaned, her fingers sinking into the Fennec's broad ass cheeks as he began to push into her, his paws digging into Lawson as he began to thrust and pick up speed. And he wasn't just clapping cheeks either. He was also clacking vertebrae. Lawson's back protested with pops and cracks, his posture bowing lower with each impact plowing into Rena's pussy and then the recoil of fat balls and lard that bounced back. Warm fluid squirted, oozed down his side. "S-sh-shove it in!" Rena pleaded between gasps. She wanted the Fennec's knot forced inside her and Flax complied with considerable effort. He slammed into her with all his might, curling his body forward. She took his fat butt into her arms, holding him against her for dear life. The veiny pink orb flattened itself against her pussy and then squelched as it popped inside. At the same time, the Cheetah's spine crumbled and he collapsed. But was followed by the vixen, clinging to the Fennec for all she was worth. Even had she not been, the two were anchored at the hips thanks to the knot that now occupied her pussy. They continued their activities, further embedding Lawson into the sand. It was considerably later in the night when something resembling a sandy, lumpy and soggy fur rug was wheeled off the beach on a stretcher. Epilogue: Nine Months Later... =============================== Rena had entered the hospital the previous day. But the work wasn't done just because there were now 19 peach toned fennecs crowding the maternity ward. They still needed feeding- good thing her body had grown for the task, though still she was beyond exhausted. And in the middle of all that.. "Ma'am? You have a visitor. Right this way," Rena blinked as the flourescent glare was blocked by a shadow. A glowering older lady loomed. "Oh! H-hey, Momma Chee," Rena managed to murmur. The spotted lady sighed, "I'm still not thrilled with what you and your boyfriend did to my son," That was, pulverized him down into a fur rug. He was currently draped over his old bed back home, completely crippled. Somewhere in the wild mating Rena and the Fennec had turned his balls into pancakes. Suffice to say he wouldn't be giving her any grand cubs. Rena opened her mouth to reply, but the older Cheetah lady held up a hand to hush her. Then walked over to the window. "I don't know the details. Maybe I shouldn't know," Momma Chee's glare lingered a moment but then her expression softened as she placed a hand on the vixen's head. "You're special to him. I know he wanted to see you happy. And...the pups are really cute," They both smiled. That was true. "So I came down to help you out. Get some sleep and I'll feed the rest," Momma Chee stepped behind a curtain and pulled the sundress up over her head, tossing it over the rail. She looked more than capable of helping out, hefting heavy breasts in her hands to keep them from reaching for the floor. Rena's litter would be eating well if she had anything to do with it. The room next door was lined with small glass contained beds. The Cheetah couldn't help but gawk at the number alone. Such a big, healthy litter. Privately she was a bit jealous. One remained to be fed and so she took it in her arms, grunting a bit with the effort to lift the pudgy creature. "Alright. Dinner time," She said softly to the bundle as she took a seat. But the cloth shifted, fell away as the Fennec awoke in full. Wait..this one wasn't pink. A fat, stocky Fennec emerged from the cloth, along with something else. Big, bulging, rock hard as it settled right between Momma Chee's tits and leaked a bit of precum under her shocked face. Well, those beds were comfy. And they fit him well enough despite being a fully grown. An upside to being a shorstack. He groggily awoke, blinked and smacked his lips. His eyes flew open as he realized whose lap he was sitting on. "Woah, mama!" That was the first thing he said to her. He spread her thick thighs out to either side, kneeling in front of her fat pussy. A devilish grin upon his face, he got to work on his next litter. Her glasses were knocked askew with the cock slamming into her, but she merely leaned back and let him do with her as he pleased. Given his track record, Momma Chee had a feeling she would soon be mother to an actual alpha male or two.