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(Originally half of the story of the same name.)

For those keeping track, yes, I did split this story.
Also, for those keeping track, yes, I added to both parts.
Dunno if you're into the add-ons but, if so, you're welcome!
And, if not, I'm sorry.

Word count: 4,088 – Character count: 22,994
Originally written: May 2nd, 2017
Revised and split: September 19th, 2017

The fox retreats to the bathroom, after corrupting his houseguest… only to make a bizarre discovery, about himself.

Sherly Karu created by and © SherlyKaru","writing":" When I’d invited the little Girl Scout into my apartment, I had no idea what things would go the way they had… I sat on my couch, unable to do anything but bear witness to what was happening, in my lap.\n Sitting there, right on my leg, was a little, gray-black fox girl in a Scout uniform. Her eyes were transfixed on my laptop’s display as it automatically scrolled through picture-after-picture of individuals, couples, and even [i]groups[/i] of people doing various different sexual activities. I could hear the Scout panting… feel her shuffling… and watched her hand wriggle under her khaki skirt. She was working herself up, trying to get rid of the “itch” she’d described, not long ago… But, in doing so… she was giving me an “itch” of my own. \n\n I swallowed hard, my ears folded and my heart thumping… Every pant she gave… every [i]whimper[/i]… made me tense. My olive-gold fur was bristling and my sensitive fox nose was twitching… I knew I was picking up her scent… which just made things all the worse, for me. I hated… absolutely [i]hated[/i] to admit it… but… watching her… smelling her… [i]feeling[/i] her discover herself… was arousing. [i]Very[/i] arousing… \n\n “Little girl…?” I called out, after a long while.\n “No… pee… king… [i]haa[/i]…” was her innocent reply. She didn’t seem like she knew that I was… that I could see her hand, shuffling under her skirt… but, I guess she felt like repeating herself, just in case.\n “I… u-uh…”\n Her little body squirmed, in my lap. I didn’t know if she’d noticed what she was doing to me… but, I hoped not. Pajama bottoms really aren’t the best, for concealing something like that.\n “I need to use the bathroom,” I suddenly half-whispered. “Can I…?”\n I waited, gritting my teeth as I heard her grunt… felt her shiver… watched her rub herself… After a few moments, though, it became obvious that she wasn’t going to answer me.\n “I… I [i]really[/i] need to use the bathroom,” I repeated. When she, again, failed to respond, I decided to speak a little louder. \n\n “Little girl… Hey!” I called.\n “[i]Mister[/i]…” she finally said. Her voice was quivering…\n “I– I said that… I… need to use the restroom…”\n “Mmm…”\n “So, uh… m-may I?”\n I was a little surprised when the Girl Scout suddenly shuffled out of my lap, then.\n “Don’t… [i]peek[/i]…” I heard her warn, yet again, as I got to my feet.\n “I’m not,” I honestly told her… although, I certainly [i]had[/i].\n When she didn’t reply, I decided to just be on my way, leaving her to my cache of porn and her own hands. \n\n “Alright. Let’s take a second to really go over the situation…” \n\n I’d locked myself in my bathroom and taken a seat on the toilet. It seemed like the ideal place to collect my thoughts, since it was unlike that she’d come and find me, in there. Plus, it gave me a chance to calm down… mentally [i]and[/i] physically… \n\n “There’s a little Girl Scout sitting in your living room, looking at your collection of adult drawings, and… uh… m-masturbating, to them.”\n I felt my face brighten, then… I couldn’t smell anything but the scented bath beads I kept on the sink… but, I could still hear the Scout’s voice, every now-and-then… With her not actually in the same room… that gave my mind a chance to wander. And that… unfortunately… let me envision [i]exactly[/i] what she was doing, in the other room. \n\n “Sliding… under her skirt…” I murmured, to myself. “Over those panties, you saw…”\n My ears twitched, again, as I heard her gasp, from the living room. Without giving it any thought, I let my hand wander, sliding along my chest and down my front side…\n “Her little hand, digging into the white fabric as she… tries to… scratch her itch…”\n Before long, I was doing much the same, through my PJ pants.\n “She must be s… so confused…” I panted, closing my eyes and rubbing the bottom of my palm against the tent in my pants. “Feeling that tingling… [i]burning[/i] sensation… Tr-trying to make it go away… only to… to work herself up, further…”\n I took long, slow breaths as I absentmindedly teased myself. I wasn’t sure if she was still making noise, though. I was too busy getting lost in my own twisted fantasies… \n\n “S-soon…” I huffed, feeling my length wriggle its way loose from my shorts and trying to peek through my buttoned PJs, “she’ll let her hand wander… m-maybe even… [i]under[/i]… those cute undies…”\n I could see it, clear as day… The Scout’s hand had made its way under the pink waistband of her rainbow pawprint panties.\n “She would… [i]haa[/i]… give herself a little… little rub… cautiously… [i]curiously[/i]…”\n As I thought about it, my own hand began to rub along my exposed length. It wasn’t long after that it poked through the buttoned hole of my lounge pants. I shivered, my warm palm teasing the already-dribbling head of my shaft…\n “A-and, then…” I whispered, gripping myself and starting to rub, “sh-she’d… [i]mmph[/i]… poke inside… w-with a surprised gasp…”\n I could see the look on her face… hear the uncertainty of her voice… She was nervous… but, she kept going, wanting to make the “itching” stop. \n\n I then realized… I didn’t care how wrong my fantasy was, anymore. Watching her rub herself… imagining her work herself into a further frenzy… It was exciting, to me, and [i]I[/i] was the one who needed relief. And, without that sweet and innocent girl ever knowing, I would make it happen… by using her as my focus. \n\n I fell silent, my ears folding as I began to glide my hand up and down my pointed fox pole. In my mind’s eye, I could see her hand working itself against her body – sneakily hidden but oh-so-obvious as it made the fabric of her panties and shirt bulge and relax with every movement.\n My tail wagged as I remembered her scent… soft, sweet, but strangely familiar. My excitement grew as I rubbed myself to her doing the same, my eyes roving her little body as she wriggled and tensed against my couch. I could tell that she wasn’t interested in the images on the screen, anymore… Something had overtaken her: primal desire. She was [i]desperate[/i] to make the buzzing of her lap stop… so desperate, in fact, that she had to pause just long enough to pull down those panties I adored. Then, I saw it… \n\n Her little, virgin mound… \n\n Even though it was covered with slightly-matted, slightly-moist fox fur, I could see, plain-as-day, when her fingers slipped in between her legs and touched her from the inside. She wasn’t the [i]least[/i] bit shy about it, either, as she brought herself back against the couch and spread her legs. I could tell how badly she wanted to push her fingers in… and, when she did… I heard her moan. [i]Loud[/i]. \n\n “[i]Aauhn[/i]–!!”\n My body trembled and I suddenly gasped. I’d come to my end far sooner than I’d expected… yet, I continued to stroke myself, enjoying the fantasy I’d conjured, for myself. It was so wrong… so [i]dirty[/i]… And, maybe that’s why I was so hot for that little fox girl… \n\n A few moments after I’d felt the last spurt leave my shaft, I came to a rest against my toilet, quietly panting… Eventually, I decided to open an eye… only to blush at what I saw.\n The towel on the opposite wall had been marked by my gunk, a thick pool of it clinging on while some of the looser fluid dripped down onto my tiled floor. I’d also managed to leave a short trail from the wall, leading back to where I sat. When I raised my hand up, I took note of the semi-translucent white goo on my otherwise chocolate-brown hand… A second later, I brought my hand up and groomed it clean. \n\n [i]God…[/i] I thought as I sat there, slowly breathing and sufficiently satiated. [i]I can’t believe I did that… to[/i] her[i]… Does… this make me a[/i] pedophile[i]?[/i]\n I briefly wondered… before I gave a slight chuckle.\n [i]Nah… Fantasies and reality are two completely different things,[/i] I told myself. [i]Though, I’ve gotta say… this is kind of an eye-opener. I didn’t know I was[/i] into [i]lolicon…[/i]\n I blushed a little…\n [i]I guess all I needed was a little[/i] push[i]… Can’t say I ever expected it to be from a real-life little girl, though… How freaking[/i] bizarre[i]![/i]\n Just then, I remembered something… something that made me sit upright with a start.\n [i]Oh, damn! The little girl!![/i]\n Without giving a thought to my bathroom tiles or the towel, I adjusted my spent foxhood, stood, and headed out of the bathroom, suddenly [i]quite[/i] worried about the Girl Scout… or, more accurately, what she might be doing or had already done, while I was busy. \n\n My ears were already on a swivel as I returned to the living room. The fact that I couldn’t hear anything sent dreadful shivers down my spine. I had to assume the worst; that the Girl Scout had left… Worry set in as I started to wonder if she would tell anyone what had happened… but, almost as quickly as I’d had that thought… it vanished and I blinked.\n [i]She’s… still here?[/i]\n Indeed, the Scout was still in my apartment. Apparently, she hadn’t moved from the couch, at all. However, the look on her face, as she stared at me, was one that made me worry all over, again… \n\n She was scowling at me, her ears folded and her face bright red. She also couldn’t seem to look me in the eye, as I walked into the area.\n “[i]Wha[/i]–”\n I cleared my throat, after squeaking, and tried to speak in a normal tone.\n “Wh-what’s wrong, little Scout?” I asked as calmly as I could.\n She bit her lip and looked away. Was she upset? And, why?\n “I… I’m sorry I took so long, Miss. I just… I had to go, and–”\n “[i]It’s not fair[/i]…”\n I blinked, again, as I heard her speak. She turned her head my way, then, still blushing hard and looking… [i]frustrated[/i], I suddenly realized.\n “Wh… what’s not fair?” I queried, suddenly very curious.\n “I can’t– the tickle… I-it won’t…”\n She whimpered, folding her ears back farther and clenching her face.\n “[i]I can’t make the tickle go away[/i]…!” she suddenly cried out. A moment later, she squirmed and wriggled, pushing her hands against her lap. Apparently, she didn’t care if I was “peeking,” anymore – not that she was… doing what she had been, I mean.\n “You… can’t make the tickle go away?” I repeated. When she nodded, I felt my heart start beating… She was… still feeling frisky. And, from the sound of it… she couldn’t get herself off, for some reason. \n\n Dark thoughts clouded my mind, then, and I felt myself grow excited… What I had in front of me was something that, up until recently, I didn’t even know I’d wanted. My nose twitched, picking up her scent, again… and, I felt myself pant. A moment later…\n “[i]Huh[/i]…?”\n The Scout paused… then, she gave a startled yelp!\n “What are you–”\n “Giving you a hand,” was my reply. \n\n I don’t know why I did it… I have no idea what came over me… but, for whatever reason, I’d walked back over and, without even asking, let my hand slide under her skirt… right under those little pawprint undies… and, started fingering her without so much as a second thought. \n\n “No… [i]nooo[/i]… stop… [i]stooop[/i]…!” \n\n She cried out, panting and whimpering in confusion. I had no intention of stopping my actions, though… Something had overtaken me… and, I planned to see it through to the end. Specifically… [i]her[/i] end. \n\n “Mister…! M-mister… [i]mister[/i]…!”\n I grinned a little. She was tugging at my arm, writhing and squirming in my lap as I parted her folds with my fuzzy digit.\n “S-stooo-[i]ooo[/i]-oooppit…!”\n But, even as she protested…\n “[i]Nuuu-huuu-huuuh[/i]…!”\n I could tell that she was starting to [i]give in[/i]. \n\n Pretty soon, I’d stopped being so gentle. My fingers were forcing their way in, [i]spreading[/i] her previously untouched petals and pushing deep within her. She couldn’t even speak anymore… just cry out, [i]writhing[/i] in pleasure. Again, I don’t know what was going through my head that caused me to [i]abuse[/i] her, like that…\n I guess her awakening… had awakened [i]me[/i]. \n\n “I… I… [i]I[/i]…”\n My grin widened… She was hugging onto my arm and her legs were tightening against my hand. Her panting was heavy and her body was hot… It wouldn’t be long until…\n “Ah… a-ah! A– [i]auuuhhhnnn–uu-huuuuu[/i]–!!”\n I licked my lips, [i]reveling[/i] in the way the little girl’s body vibrated in unbridled pleasure. The noises she made as she hit, what I could only assume was, her first orgasm… carried a mix of confusion and sensuality I’d never heard before… I wanted [i]more[/i]. \n\n I kept thrusting my fingers in, forcing her orgasm to keep going… Every time she started to calm… I pushed in again, causing aftershock-after-aftershock… I could feel her little body trying to suck my fingers in… keep them in place… but, I wouldn’t let her. There was no [i]way[/i] I was going to let it end… but, eventually… her body had given out, on her. \n\n My tail wagged as I held the girl in my lap, her body shivering and twitching in the twilight of her womanly experience… Her breath was ragged and her body was sweaty… She needed time to recover… but, I didn’t want to let her. To my corrupted way of thinking, having her there and defenseless was a golden opportunity… one that I wasn’t about to pass up. \n\n I let my hand slide out of her little honey hole, making her shudder. A second later, I brought that hand around to her waist. Slowly and carefully, I lifted her up with one arm. She didn’t seem to notice as I reached down with my free hand and undid the button of my plaid pajama bottoms. My heart raced, then… She [i]could[/i] have stirred at any moment… but, she didn’t even make a sound as I pulled her wet panties to one side. As I placed her back down, however…\n “A-[i]ah[/i]…!”\n The girl jolted, inadvertently pushing down and making me gasp. She didn’t know what was going on, exactly… but, she knew that [i]something[/i] was pushing its way inside her tightness…\n “M… m… [i]mister[/i]…?” she whimpered, her voice filled with fear and a look of sheer confusion on her teary-eyed face. Then, a second later…\n “[i]Kyaaaaa[/i]…!!” \n\n I yanked her down the rest of the way. \n\n The Girl Scout brought her hands to her face, sharply shaking her head and crying aloud as I bucked my hips against her. Every thrust I gave her shook her to the core, making her yell as she cried in misery, too scared and confused by what was happening to even [i]think[/i] about putting up a fight. I could tell that I was hurting her… She had [i]never[/i] done that sort of thing, before. But, her well-being was the least of my concerns… The feeling of those pristine, virgin walls being forced around my foxhood… It was beyond description… \n\n “[i]Whyyy-aii-aii[/i]?!” she wailed as I savagely slammed myself into her tiny hole, yanking her tiny body down and feeling her lingering juices make a mess of my PJ bottoms. I couldn’t get enough of that virgin Girl Scout’s lap… It was addicting… [i]intoxicating[/i]… I was [i]hooked[/i]… and, no one… especially [i]her[/i]… was going to stop me from getting my fill. \n\n Eventually, the girl stopped trying to speak and went quiet. Her hands stayed tight against her face but, other than when I stuffed myself into her, she wouldn’t make a noise.\n “En-[i]joy[/i]-ing your-[i]self[/i]?” I grunted. She gave a fearful whimper in respond… I just chuckled to myself as I asserted my dominance, spreading her lips and parting her void with my eager malehood. It was absolute [i]bliss[/i], being able to do that… but, that bliss was soon cut short… \n\n “A-[i]ahhuh[/i]–nngh…!”\n I barely had time to realize that I was going off, as it happened. Her hands moved away from her face and she gasped. I’d pulled her down, holding her tight as I kept myself buried up to the knot within her. But, that wasn’t what she chose to comment on.\n “S-something’s… coming [i]out[/i]…!!” I heard her cry. She tried to pull away, then… but, my grip was too strong. She struggled and whimpered, shuddering as she felt something sting her walls.\n “Wh-what-is-it-[i]what-is-iiitt[/i]…?!” she half-screamed, starting to panic. I didn’t answer… Rather, while she was distracted, I stood up in mid-orgasm and threw her on the coffee table, pressing her down.\n After emptying my sack into that first hole, I pulled out and grabbed her panties, yanking them down and, without a word…\n “Wh– [i]aah[/i]!!”\n I shoved myself straight into her other hole. \n\n “Nooo…! [i]Waaaaah[/i]…!!”\n She cried out loud, screaming in pain and jerking as I yanked her arms back and rode her like a bike. She didn’t like it… but, little-by-little, her body started to give in to my demanding pace. Soon, I could feel myself fill her secondary cavity all the way up to my sheath.\n “[i]Wa– eaahhh[/i]…!!”\n The little Girl Scout had started crying, shaking her head, again… but, I still didn’t care. I was way too turned on by her tiny little frame, for that. She could cry all she wanted… but, that didn’t change anything. \n\n I was going to claim her cute little body… one hole at a time. \n\n The tiny vixen continued to protest my actions as she struggled against me… and, she was getting [i]louder[/i]. So loud, in fact, that it was starting to annoy me…\n “Shut [i]up[/i]!” I snapped, letting go of one arm and grabbing her muzzle. I could feel the tears running down her cheeks as she wriggled and jerked her head but my grip on her face was too strong. She couldn’t break free.\n My assaults went relatively unchallenged, from then on, as I pinned her down, pulling one arm behind her back and keeping my other hand on her muzzle. Just like the first time, she eventually quieted down, only allowing herself to whimper and cry out from my thrusts, rather than scream in defiance. I couldn’t help but grin, knowing I was able to break her so easily…\n “You’re a [i]compliant[/i] thing, [i]aren’t[/i] you?” I asked as I continued to knock on her back door. Her hands clenched and her body rocked… but, she didn’t reply… not that she could say [i]much[/i], with my hand over her mouth. I leaned down over her, humping harder as I continued to speak…\n “It was kind of [i]lucky[/i] that you came to my apartment…” I huffed into her folded ear. “I was just [i]wondering[/i] what I was going to do today… Now, I know.”\n I suddenly bit down on her metal-studded ear, making her yelp.\n “[i]You[/i]…” \n\n The brutality of my actions continued for several more moments, my hard pole shoving into her tight little hole like a piston… During that time, I’d noticed how obedient she’d been… and, I rewarded her by letting go of her muzzle. My ears picked up on the sounds of her violent gasps or air, shortly after… and, I pulled her arms back, again, keeping her firmly between me and the table. Even if she’d wanted to get loose, at that point… it wasn’t likely that she [i]could[/i]. \n\n “Do you… [i]haa[/i]… know what… [i]mmph[/i]… my favorite part of… of a… Girl Scout [i]S’more[/i] is?”\n I slowed my actions just enough to wait… When she didn’t respond, though, I let go of her arms and grabbed hold of her ponytails, yanking her upright.\n “I [i]said[/i]… ‘Do you [i]know[/i] what my favorite [i]part[/i] of a Girl Scout [i]S’more[/i] is?’”\n She trembled and whimpered, quickly shaking her head in fear. A grin came over my mouth as I gave a sharp thrust, shoving my fully-engorged knot inside of her and forcing her to take my load. The Scout sharply cried out, fur bristling, ears perked, and mouth agape from the sudden intrusion… then, she shuddered and cried as I erupted inside of her anal cavity. \n\n In the midst of my second orgasm, I let go of the girl’s red hair, letting her crash onto the table with a thud. She sniffled and whined as she felt me coat her rump with my seed… then, she shivered as she felt me lean down again.\n There was a pause as the last bit of my seed spurted out… then I whispered, “Th-the marshmallow filling…” into her tensed, folded ear…\n Things got quiet for a moment… Then, suddenly…\n “[i]Snrk[/i]…”\n The Girl Scout made a noise… Not a second later… she started [i]laughing[/i]!\n “God, that was a pun was bad, bad, [i]bad[/i], Joe!” \n\n We laughed at the bad pun, for a while, before I got the Scout – which, you probably guessed was the one-and-only [i]Sherly Karu[/i], by now – a pack of ice for her sore undercarriage. We ended up ordering some Chinese food, then, and lounged on my love seat, cuddling and enjoying those pictures from before. It was kind of weird… but, definitely cozy. \n\n “So… how’d you know it was [i]me[/i]?” I heard her ask after a while. I grinned, nuzzling her cute little beret and purring.\n “Is that a [i]serious question[/i], sweetheart?” I replied. “Seriously… how many cute, black vixens with beautiful red-and-blue eyes do you think I [i]know[/i]?”\n “Well, I [i]guess[/i]…” She giggled. “Did you… really not know it was me, though?”\n “Maybe I [i]didn’t[/i]…” I grinned, my tail wagging. I could feel her squirm a little… I doubted she was taking me seriously… but, the truth of the matter was…\n “I… really [i]wasn’t[/i] sure it was you, no. Even when things… went the way they did.”\n Sherly tilted her head, looking up at me from her reclined position on my front side. My ears were folded back and I’m sure I was frowning… I was also starting to wonder… \n\n “Why did you do this, Sherly?”\n “Hmm?” Her tail wagged and she smiled… but, her smile quickly faded as she noticed the serious look on my face.\n “Why did you turn yourself into a little girl– actually, no. [i]How[/i] did you turn yourself into a little girl, firstly?\n “Oh, that’s [i]easy[/i]!” She beamed as she told me, “[i]Potions[/i]!”\n “Oh. Right…” I sighed. “So… [i]why[/i] did you change yourself?”\n “I have my reasons, sweetie…” she giggled again. “And, believe it not, they’re not [i]all[/i] tied to sex! But, um… I’m sorry if I upset you, pretending I wasn’t me.”\n She squirmed, shifting on her ice pack.\n “It was definitely [i]fun[/i], though… the big, strong fox [i]violating[/i] the innocent, little Girl Scout who just wanted to sell him some yum-yums… You [i]really[/i] got into character [i]fast[/i], too!”\n I hesitated… before I told her, “That… wasn’t a character…”\n After hearing that, Sherly sat up. I wasn’t sure… but, I think she was giving me a concerned look. I couldn’t bear to look back, though… \n\n “Sherly… I…” I paused, again. “I’m sorry things got so out-of-hand.”\n “Nothing to apologize for,” she purred… “It was [i]lots[/i] of fun!”\n “[i]Was[/i] it, though? I heard you panicking… [i]saw[/i] you crying… I [i]hurt[/i] you!!”\n She smiled… then, she passed a deep, worried sigh my way…\n “Yeah… I guess I got a little carried away, [i]too[/i],” she countered. “I got so lost, playing your victim, I guess I kind of… forgot you weren’t even sure I was [i]me[/i]! But… it [i]was[/i] all just a game… one I was [i]hoping[/i] you’d play. I [i]wanted[/i] you to dominate the Scout… dominate [i]me[/i].”\n “But I… I r… I [i]ra[/i]–”\n “It was [i]hot[/i] playing your victim,” she interrupted, turning over and giving me a kiss. “Oh, Joseph… thank you so much… I’m gonna sleep so [i]good[/i], tonight! Might be sore for a little bit, though. Hee hee…!” \n\n I went silent, at that… Sherly could reassure me as much as she wanted… but, what had happened that day, I wouldn’t soon forget. After that little Girl Scout… after [i]Sherly[/i] had started to explore her body… something [i]snapped[/i] inside of me and I slowly lost control… I really [i]didn’t[/i] know if it was Sherly… but, whether it was or not, I’d done something… something [i]unforgivable[/i]…. [i]She[/i] may not have thought so… but, whether she wanted to admit it or not… \n\n I’d… [i]raped[/i] her. And… I’d loved [i]every minute[/i] of it…","writing_bbcode_parsed":"    When I’d invited the little Girl Scout into my apartment, I had no idea what things would go the way they had…  I sat on my couch, unable to do anything but bear witness to what was happening, in my lap.
     Sitting there, right on my leg, was a little, gray-black fox girl in a Scout uniform.  Her eyes were transfixed on my laptop’s display as it automatically scrolled through picture-after-picture of individuals, couples, and even groups of people doing various different sexual activities.  I could hear the Scout panting… feel her shuffling… and watched her hand wriggle under her khaki skirt.  She was working herself up, trying to get rid of the “itch” she’d described, not long ago…  But, in doing so… she was giving me an “itch” of my own.

    I swallowed hard, my ears folded and my heart thumping…  Every pant she gave… every whimper… made me tense.  My olive-gold fur was bristling and my sensitive fox nose was twitching…  I knew I was picking up her scent… which just made things all the worse, for me.  I hated… absolutely hated to admit it… but… watching her… smelling her… feeling her discover herself… was arousing.  Very arousing…

    “Little girl…?” I called out, after a long while.
     “No… pee… king… haa…” was her innocent reply.  She didn’t seem like she knew that I was… that I could see her hand, shuffling under her skirt… but, I guess she felt like repeating herself, just in case.
     “I… u-uh…”
     Her little body squirmed, in my lap.  I didn’t know if she’d noticed what she was doing to me… but, I hoped not.  Pajama bottoms really aren’t the best, for concealing something like that.
     “I need to use the bathroom,” I suddenly half-whispered.  “Can I…?”
     I waited, gritting my teeth as I heard her grunt… felt her shiver… watched her rub herself…  After a few moments, though, it became obvious that she wasn’t going to answer me.
     “I… I really need to use the bathroom,” I repeated.  When she, again, failed to respond, I decided to speak a little louder.

    “Little girl…  Hey!” I called.
     “Mister…” she finally said.  Her voice was quivering…
     “I– I said that… I… need to use the restroom…”
     “Mmm…”
     “So, uh… m-may I?”
     I was a little surprised when the Girl Scout suddenly shuffled out of my lap, then.
     “Don’t… peek…” I heard her warn, yet again, as I got to my feet.
     “I’m not,” I honestly told her… although, I certainly had.
     When she didn’t reply, I decided to just be on my way, leaving her to my cache of porn and her own hands.

    “Alright.  Let’s take a second to really go over the situation…”

    I’d locked myself in my bathroom and taken a seat on the toilet.  It seemed like the ideal place to collect my thoughts, since it was unlike that she’d come and find me, in there.  Plus, it gave me a chance to calm down… mentally and physically…

    “There’s a little Girl Scout sitting in your living room, looking at your collection of adult drawings, and… uh… m-masturbating, to them.”
     I felt my face brighten, then…  I couldn’t smell anything but the scented bath beads I kept on the sink… but, I could still hear the Scout’s voice, every now-and-then…  With her not actually in the same room… that gave my mind a chance to wander. And that… unfortunately… let me envision exactly what she was doing, in the other room.

    “Sliding… under her skirt…” I murmured, to myself.  “Over those panties, you saw…”
     My ears twitched, again, as I heard her gasp, from the living room.  Without giving it any thought, I let my hand wander, sliding along my chest and down my front side…
     “Her little hand, digging into the white fabric as she… tries to… scratch her itch…”
     Before long, I was doing much the same, through my PJ pants.
     “She must be s… so confused…” I panted, closing my eyes and rubbing the bottom of my palm against the tent in my pants.  “Feeling that tingling… burning sensation…  Tr-trying to make it go away… only to… to work herself up, further…”
     I took long, slow breaths as I absentmindedly teased myself.  I wasn’t sure if she was still making noise, though.  I was too busy getting lost in my own twisted fantasies…

    “S-soon…” I huffed, feeling my length wriggle its way loose from my shorts and trying to peek through my buttoned PJs, “she’ll let her hand wander… m-maybe even… under… those cute undies…”
     I could see it, clear as day…  The Scout’s hand had made its way under the pink waistband of her rainbow pawprint panties.
     “She would… haa… give herself a little… little rub… cautiously… curiously…”
     As I thought about it, my own hand began to rub along my exposed length.  It wasn’t long after that it poked through the buttoned hole of my lounge pants.  I shivered, my warm palm teasing the already-dribbling head of my shaft…
     “A-and, then…” I whispered, gripping myself and starting to rub, “sh-she’d… mmph… poke inside… w-with a surprised gasp…”
     I could see the look on her face… hear the uncertainty of her voice…  She was nervous… but, she kept going, wanting to make the “itching” stop.

    I then realized… I didn’t care how wrong my fantasy was, anymore.  Watching her rub herself… imagining her work herself into a further frenzy…  It was exciting, to me, and I was the one who needed relief.  And, without that sweet and innocent girl ever knowing, I would make it happen… by using her as my focus.

    I fell silent, my ears folding as I began to glide my hand up and down my pointed fox pole.  In my mind’s eye, I could see her hand working itself against her body – sneakily hidden but oh-so-obvious as it made the fabric of her panties and shirt bulge and relax with every movement.
     My tail wagged as I remembered her scent… soft, sweet, but strangely familiar.  My excitement grew as I rubbed myself to her doing the same, my eyes roving her little body as she wriggled and tensed against my couch.  I could tell that she wasn’t interested in the images on the screen, anymore…  Something had overtaken her: primal desire.  She was desperate to make the buzzing of her lap stop… so desperate, in fact, that she had to pause just long enough to pull down those panties I adored.  Then, I saw it…

    Her little, virgin mound…

    Even though it was covered with slightly-matted, slightly-moist fox fur, I could see, plain-as-day, when her fingers slipped in between her legs and touched her from the inside.  She wasn’t the least bit shy about it, either, as she brought herself back against the couch and spread her legs.  I could tell how badly she wanted to push her fingers in… and, when she did… I heard her moan.  Loud.

    “Aauhn–!!”
     My body trembled and I suddenly gasped.  I’d come to my end far sooner than I’d expected… yet, I continued to stroke myself, enjoying the fantasy I’d conjured, for myself.  It was so wrong… so dirty…  And, maybe that’s why I was so hot for that little fox girl…

    A few moments after I’d felt the last spurt leave my shaft, I came to a rest against my toilet, quietly panting…  Eventually, I decided to open an eye… only to blush at what I saw.
     The towel on the opposite wall had been marked by my gunk, a thick pool of it clinging on while some of the looser fluid dripped down onto my tiled floor.  I’d also managed to leave a short trail from the wall, leading back to where I sat.  When I raised my hand up, I took note of the semi-translucent white goo on my otherwise chocolate-brown hand…  A second later, I brought my hand up and groomed it clean.

    God… I thought as I sat there, slowly breathing and sufficiently satiated.  I can’t believe I did that… to her…  Does… this make me a pedophile?
     I briefly wondered… before I gave a slight chuckle.
     Nah…  Fantasies and reality are two completely different things, I told myself.  Though, I’ve gotta say… this is kind of an eye-opener.  I didn’t know I was into lolicon…
     I blushed a little…
     I guess all I needed was a little push…  Can’t say I ever expected it to be from a real-life little girl, though…  How freaking bizarre!
     Just then, I remembered something… something that made me sit upright with a start.
     Oh, damn!  The little girl!!
     Without giving a thought to my bathroom tiles or the towel, I adjusted my spent foxhood, stood, and headed out of the bathroom, suddenly quite worried about the Girl Scout… or, more accurately, what she might be doing or had already done, while I was busy.

    My ears were already on a swivel as I returned to the living room.  The fact that I couldn’t hear anything sent dreadful shivers down my spine.  I had to assume the worst; that the Girl Scout had left…  Worry set in as I started to wonder if she would tell anyone what had happened… but, almost as quickly as I’d had that thought… it vanished and I blinked.
     She’s… still here?
     Indeed, the Scout was still in my apartment.  Apparently, she hadn’t moved from the couch, at all.  However, the look on her face, as she stared at me, was one that made me worry all over, again…

    She was scowling at me, her ears folded and her face bright red.  She also couldn’t seem to look me in the eye, as I walked into the area.
     “Wha–”
     I cleared my throat, after squeaking, and tried to speak in a normal tone.
     “Wh-what’s wrong, little Scout?” I asked as calmly as I could.
     She bit her lip and looked away.  Was she upset?  And, why?
     “I… I’m sorry I took so long, Miss.  I just… I had to go, and–”
     “It’s not fair…”
     I blinked, again, as I heard her speak.  She turned her head my way, then, still blushing hard and looking… frustrated, I suddenly realized.
     “Wh… what’s not fair?” I queried, suddenly very curious.
     “I can’t– the tickle…  I-it won’t…”
     She whimpered, folding her ears back farther and clenching her face.
     “I can’t make the tickle go away…!” she suddenly cried out.  A moment later, she squirmed and wriggled, pushing her hands against her lap.  Apparently, she didn’t care if I was “peeking,” anymore – not that she was… doing what she had been, I mean.
     “You… can’t make the tickle go away?” I repeated.  When she nodded, I felt my heart start beating…  She was… still feeling frisky.  And, from the sound of it… she couldn’t get herself off, for some reason.

    Dark thoughts clouded my mind, then, and I felt myself grow excited…  What I had in front of me was something that, up until recently, I didn’t even know I’d wanted.  My nose twitched, picking up her scent, again… and, I felt myself pant.  A moment later…
     “Huh…?”
     The Scout paused… then, she gave a startled yelp!
     “What are you–”
     “Giving you a hand,” was my reply.

    I don’t know why I did it… I have no idea what came over me… but, for whatever reason, I’d walked back over and, without even asking, let my hand slide under her skirt… right under those little pawprint undies… and, started fingering her without so much as a second thought.

    “No… nooo… stop… stooop…!”

    She cried out, panting and whimpering in confusion.  I had no intention of stopping my actions, though…  Something had overtaken me… and, I planned to see it through to the end.  Specifically… her end.

    “Mister…!  M-mister… mister…!”
     I grinned a little.  She was tugging at my arm, writhing and squirming in my lap as I parted her folds with my fuzzy digit.
     “S-stooo-ooo-oooppit…!”
     But, even as she protested…
     “Nuuu-huuu-huuuh…!”
     I could tell that she was starting to give in.

    Pretty soon, I’d stopped being so gentle.  My fingers were forcing their way in, spreading her previously untouched petals and pushing deep within her.  She couldn’t even speak anymore… just cry out, writhing in pleasure.  Again, I don’t know what was going through my head that caused me to abuse her, like that…
     I guess her awakening… had awakened me.

    “I… I… I…”
     My grin widened…  She was hugging onto my arm and her legs were tightening against my hand.  Her panting was heavy and her body was hot…  It wouldn’t be long until…
     “Ah… a-ah!  A– auuuhhhnnn–uu-huuuuu–!!”
     I licked my lips, reveling in the way the little girl’s body vibrated in unbridled pleasure.  The noises she made as she hit, what I could only assume was, her first orgasm… carried a mix of confusion and sensuality I’d never heard before…  I wanted more.

    I kept thrusting my fingers in, forcing her orgasm to keep going…  Every time she started to calm… I pushed in again, causing aftershock-after-aftershock…  I could feel her little body trying to suck my fingers in… keep them in place… but, I wouldn’t let her.  There was no way I was going to let it end… but, eventually… her body had given out, on her.

    My tail wagged as I held the girl in my lap, her body shivering and twitching in the twilight of her womanly experience…  Her breath was ragged and her body was sweaty…  She needed time to recover… but, I didn’t want to let her.  To my corrupted way of thinking, having her there and defenseless was a golden opportunity… one that I wasn’t about to pass up.

    I let my hand slide out of her little honey hole, making her shudder.  A second later, I brought that hand around to her waist.  Slowly and carefully, I lifted her up with one arm.  She didn’t seem to notice as I reached down with my free hand and undid the button of my plaid pajama bottoms.  My heart raced, then…  She could have stirred at any moment… but, she didn’t even make a sound as I pulled her wet panties to one side.  As I placed her back down, however…
     “A-ah…!”
     The girl jolted, inadvertently pushing down and making me gasp.  She didn’t know what was going on, exactly… but, she knew that something was pushing its way inside her tightness…
     “M… m… mister…?” she whimpered, her voice filled with fear and a look of sheer confusion on her teary-eyed face.  Then, a second later…
     “Kyaaaaa…!!”

    I yanked her down the rest of the way.

    The Girl Scout brought her hands to her face, sharply shaking her head and crying aloud as I bucked my hips against her.  Every thrust I gave her shook her to the core, making her yell as she cried in misery, too scared and confused by what was happening to even think about putting up a fight.  I could tell that I was hurting her…  She had never done that sort of thing, before.  But, her well-being was the least of my concerns…  The feeling of those pristine, virgin walls being forced around my foxhood…  It was beyond description…  

    “Whyyy-aii-aii?!” she wailed as I savagely slammed myself into her tiny hole, yanking her tiny body down and feeling her lingering juices make a mess of my PJ bottoms.  I couldn’t get enough of that virgin Girl Scout’s lap…  It was addicting… intoxicating…  I was hooked… and, no one… especially her… was going to stop me from getting my fill.

    Eventually, the girl stopped trying to speak and went quiet.  Her hands stayed tight against her face but, other than when I stuffed myself into her, she wouldn’t make a noise.
     “En-joy-ing your-self?” I grunted.  She gave a fearful whimper in respond…  I just chuckled to myself as I asserted my dominance, spreading her lips and parting her void with my eager malehood.  It was absolute bliss, being able to do that… but, that bliss was soon cut short…

    “A-ahhuh–nngh…!”
     I barely had time to realize that I was going off, as it happened.  Her hands moved away from her face and she gasped.  I’d pulled her down, holding her tight as I kept myself buried up to the knot within her.  But, that wasn’t what she chose to comment on.
     “S-something’s… coming out…!!” I heard her cry.  She tried to pull away, then… but, my grip was too strong.  She struggled and whimpered, shuddering as she felt something sting her walls.
     “Wh-what-is-it-what-is-iiitt…?!” she half-screamed, starting to panic.  I didn’t answer…  Rather, while she was distracted, I stood up in mid-orgasm and threw her on the coffee table, pressing her down.
     After emptying my sack into that first hole, I pulled out and grabbed her panties, yanking them down and, without a word…
     “Wh– aah!!”
     I shoved myself straight into her other hole.

    “Nooo…!  Waaaaah…!!”
     She cried out loud, screaming in pain and jerking as I yanked her arms back and rode her like a bike.  She didn’t like it… but, little-by-little, her body started to give in to my demanding pace.  Soon, I could feel myself fill her secondary cavity all the way up to my sheath.
     “Wa– eaahhh…!!”
     The little Girl Scout had started crying, shaking her head, again… but, I still didn’t care.  I was way too turned on by her tiny little frame, for that.  She could cry all she wanted… but, that didn’t change anything.

    I was going to claim her cute little body… one hole at a time.

    The tiny vixen continued to protest my actions as she struggled against me… and, she was getting louder.  So loud, in fact, that it was starting to annoy me…
     “Shut up!” I snapped, letting go of one arm and grabbing her muzzle.  I could feel the tears running down her cheeks as she wriggled and jerked her head but my grip on her face was too strong.  She couldn’t break free.
     My assaults went relatively unchallenged, from then on, as I pinned her down, pulling one arm behind her back and keeping my other hand on her muzzle.  Just like the first time, she eventually quieted down, only allowing herself to whimper and cry out from my thrusts, rather than scream in defiance.  I couldn’t help but grin, knowing I was able to break her so easily…
     “You’re a compliant thing, aren’t you?” I asked as I continued to knock on her back door.  Her hands clenched and her body rocked… but, she didn’t reply… not that she could say much, with my hand over her mouth.  I leaned down over her, humping harder as I continued to speak…
     “It was kind of lucky that you came to my apartment…” I huffed into her folded ear.  “I was just wondering what I was going to do today…  Now, I know.”
     I suddenly bit down on her metal-studded ear, making her yelp.
     “You…”

    The brutality of my actions continued for several more moments, my hard pole shoving into her tight little hole like a piston…  During that time, I’d noticed how obedient she’d been… and, I rewarded her by letting go of her muzzle.  My ears picked up on the sounds of her violent gasps or air, shortly after… and, I pulled her arms back, again, keeping her firmly between me and the table.  Even if she’d wanted to get loose, at that point… it wasn’t likely that she could.

    “Do you… haa… know what… mmph… my favorite part of… of a… Girl Scout S’more is?”
     I slowed my actions just enough to wait…  When she didn’t respond, though, I let go of her arms and grabbed hold of her ponytails, yanking her upright.
     “I said… ‘Do you know what my favorite part of a Girl Scout S’more is?’”
     She trembled and whimpered, quickly shaking her head in fear.  A grin came over my mouth as I gave a sharp thrust, shoving my fully-engorged knot inside of her and forcing her to take my load.  The Scout sharply cried out, fur bristling, ears perked, and mouth agape from the sudden intrusion… then, she shuddered and cried as I erupted inside of her anal cavity.

    In the midst of my second orgasm, I let go of the girl’s red hair, letting her crash onto the table with a thud.  She sniffled and whined as she felt me coat her rump with my seed… then, she shivered as she felt me lean down again.
     There was a pause as the last bit of my seed spurted out… then I whispered, “Th-the marshmallow filling…” into her tensed, folded ear…
     Things got quiet for a moment…  Then, suddenly…
     “Snrk…”
     The Girl Scout made a noise…  Not a second later… she started laughing!
     “God, that was a pun was bad, bad, bad, Joe!”

    We laughed at the bad pun, for a while, before I got the Scout – which, you probably guessed was the one-and-only Sherly Karu, by now – a pack of ice for her sore undercarriage.  We ended up ordering some Chinese food, then, and lounged on my love seat, cuddling and enjoying those pictures from before.  It was kind of weird… but, definitely cozy.

    “So… how’d you know it was me?” I heard her ask after a while.  I grinned, nuzzling her cute little beret and purring.
     “Is that a serious question, sweetheart?” I replied.  “Seriously… how many cute, black vixens with beautiful red-and-blue eyes do you think I know?”
     “Well, I guess…”  She giggled.  “Did you… really not know it was me, though?”
     “Maybe I didn’t…”  I grinned, my tail wagging.  I could feel her squirm a little…  I doubted she was taking me seriously… but, the truth of the matter was…
     “I… really wasn’t sure it was you, no.  Even when things… went the way they did.”
     Sherly tilted her head, looking up at me from her reclined position on my front side.  My ears were folded back and I’m sure I was frowning…  I was also starting to wonder…

    “Why did you do this, Sherly?”
     “Hmm?”  Her tail wagged and she smiled… but, her smile quickly faded as she noticed the serious look on my face.
     “Why did you turn yourself into a little girl– actually, no.  How did you turn yourself into a little girl, firstly?
     “Oh, that’s easy!”  She beamed as she told me, “Potions!”
     “Oh.  Right…”  I sighed.  “So… why did you change yourself?”
     “I have my reasons, sweetie…” she giggled again.  “And, believe it not, they’re not all tied to sex!  But, um… I’m sorry if I upset you, pretending I wasn’t me.”
     She squirmed, shifting on her ice pack.
     “It was definitely fun, though… the big, strong fox violating the innocent, little Girl Scout who just wanted to sell him some yum-yums…  You really got into character fast, too!”
     I hesitated… before I told her, “That… wasn’t a character…”
     After hearing that, Sherly sat up.  I wasn’t sure… but, I think she was giving me a concerned look.  I couldn’t bear to look back, though…

    “Sherly… I…”  I paused, again.  “I’m sorry things got so out-of-hand.”
     “Nothing to apologize for,” she purred…  “It was lots of fun!”
     “Was it, though?  I heard you panicking… saw you crying…  I hurt you!!”
     She smiled… then, she passed a deep, worried sigh my way…
     “Yeah… I guess I got a little carried away, too,” she countered.  “I got so lost, playing your victim, I guess I kind of… forgot you weren’t even sure I was me!  But… it was all just a game… one I was hoping you’d play.  I wanted you to dominate the Scout… dominate me.”
     “But I… I r… I ra–”
     “It was hot playing your victim,” she interrupted, turning over and giving me a kiss.  “Oh, Joseph… thank you so much…  I’m gonna sleep so good, tonight!  Might be sore for a little bit, though.  Hee hee…!”

    I went silent, at that…  Sherly could reassure me as much as she wanted… but, what had happened that day, I wouldn’t soon forget.  After that little Girl Scout… after Sherly had started to explore her body… something snapped inside of me and I slowly lost control…  I really didn’t know if it was Sherly… but, whether it was or not, I’d done something… something unforgivable….  She may not have thought so… but, whether she wanted to admit it or not…

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