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Cute, smart, kind, athletic, and deeply curious, she was her parents’ pride and joy. Mom and Dad, two collies, were respected scientists at one of the most prestigious universities in the world, and they imbued their daughter with a lust for knowledge and science. They taught her about logic and the scientific method, and encouraged her to use the family computer to research whatever she wanted — with supervision, of course. She would let them know what she was curious about, and they would guide her to it. As a result, she excelled in every subject in school, sometimes knowing even more than her teachers. Then, when she was eight years old, she got her first smartphone, and it truly unlocked her mind. She would spend all night on it, playing chess and surfing around whatever online encyclopedias she could find, and then she would regale her parents with her newfound knowledge. They always seemed so proud of her.\n\nAnd then one day, as she trawled the internet for more science, she came across the life cycle. And something in particular caught her attention: reproduction.\n\nKenzie was quite good at figuring things out on her own, but was more of a hands-on, visual learner. And, as she very quickly learned, there was no shortage of visual aids online. She found entire websites dedicated just to videos of people engaging in reproduction! She didn’t understand why there was so much material, but she was grateful to have so many helpful examples. Though she was already roughly aware of the physical difference between boys and girls, she would never say no to an opportunity to deepen her knowledge. She dutifully took notes and screenshots, and even saved some particularly informative videos. Ahh, learning was so fulfilling.\n\nThe next day, she showed her parents what she had learned, just like she did every day. But this time, her parents reacted very differently. There was no interest or praise. Instead, they flipped their lids. They told her that she was too young to be learning about this sort of thing, and that she wasn’t allowed to look at it anymore. When she asked why, they dodged the question. The problem with kids like Kenzie is that you cannot simply declare something to be case. When her parents had prohibited her from doing things before, they always explained why. She wasn’t always happy about it, but at least she felt like they were being honest. But not this time. This time, it felt like they were hiding something from her. So she pushed back. They pushed back harder. Ultimately, their fight ended up with them taking her phone away for a week.\n\nAnd this, after a lifetime of doing everything right for their daughter, was the first time her parents had seriously fucked up.\n\nKenzie was mad. She was just doing what she had done every night. So why was she in trouble now? Why was reproduction so different from everything else? Telling her that she couldn’t know only made her want to find out even more. And thus, she learned an entirely different lesson than the one her parents wanted to teach. Instead of learning that she shouldn’t look up reproduction, she learned that she should hide that she was looking up reproduction. It was her first step onto the road to depravity.\n\nBut we’re getting ahead of ourselves a little bit.\n\nThe week she spent without her phone was miserable. She hadn’t even had it for a full month and she already had no idea how she lived without it. No chess, no encyclopedias, nothing! She still had her books — even some she hadn’t read — but they just seemed so limited. And they certainly didn’t have any information on reproduction in them.\n\nDid they?\n\nHer parents got her a kid’s encyclopedia last year. She had spent quite a lot of time reading through it, but she didn’t read it all. Perhaps it had something on reproduction. She pulled the large tome off her bookshelf, put on her oversized glasses, and flipped straight to the index, scanning the ‘R’ section. There were so many things that began with ‘re’ but she quickly found what she was looking for: reproduction — 625-627.\n\n“Ah-ha!” she said, licking her thumb and shuffling to the page. Halfway down page 625, she had found what she was looking for. The section was short, barely spanning two full pages, and exclusively about asexual production. Not that this bothered Kenzie. Her motivation was still pure, still about satisfying her curiosity. And this was new to her! She had no idea that reproduction could be done all alone. \n\n“Parthenogenesis,” she said out loud, pronouncing the word perfectly. \n\nHer excitement was short-lived as she reached the end of the section just two pages later. She flipped back to the index, making sure she didn’t miss anything, but nope, that was it. She grumbled and slammed the book shut with a loud ‘whump,’ then shoved it back into the shelf with a loud ‘clunk.’ She wanted — needed — to know more. But how could she? She couldn’t ask her parents to see it on the computer, that’s for sure. Maybe she could check the library at school tomorrow? But that didn’t help her right now. \n\nShe fell back on her bed and closed her eyes, trying to remember what she saw on what she would learn later was a porn site. The penis goes into the vagina, and then, ah, what happened next? It would go in, and out, and in, and out, until eventually it slid out, and sometimes some white stuff would come out with it. Oh, but some species got stuck? Ahh, what was the difference?\n\nWell, hang on a sec. She scratched her chin as she thought. Okay, so, to reproduce, you need a boy to put his penis into the girl’s vagina. Oh, unless it’s ‘asexual.’ But mammals don’t do it that way? At least, she didn’t think they did. If she couldn’t watch boys and girls having sex, then maybe she could at least experiment with half of the equation? Kenzie was definitely more of a reader and less of an experimenter, but when the need arose, she could experiment as good as anyone else! \n\nShe got off her bed and dragged her chair to the front of the mirror, then closed her blinds before sliding her pants down to her ankles, stepping out of them, and sitting down. Her long fur, a mix of white and black, mostly obscured her crotch, so she reached down and pushed it out of the way, revealing her black and pink vulva. Strangely enough, it was the first time she had ever [I]really [/I]looked at it. Obviously, she had seen it countless times, but she had never bothered to study it. She probed at the inverted Y-shape of her tight opening, stretching the folds back and forth and getting a look at the pink insides. After prodding at it a little bit, she managed to slip a finger an inch or so inside. Another new experience. It had never really occurred to her to try to stick things into it. She knew it was possible, it was sort of like her ear. Sure, things [I]could [/I]go inside of it, but they weren’t [I]supposed [/I]to.\n\nShe tried to push her finger in farther, but it didn’t seem to want to go any deeper. What was stopping it? It wasn’t immediately clear, so instead of focusing on her depth, she focused on her width. Without taking her other finger out, she tried sticking another in. No luck. Not even a little bit. But Kenzie was not the type of girl to be deterred so easily! She wiggled her finger back and forth, glasses sliding down her face as she tilted her head toward the floor, trying to open herself up more, but it just wasn’t budging. But something else [I]was [/I]happening; something she didn’t expect.\n\nHer vagina tingled. And it felt really nice.\n\nThis was certainly worth looking into! But just as she started poking here and there to see what felt best, there was a knock at her door. She nearly fell out of the chair as she leaned forward, trying to grab her pants off the floor.\n\n“Kenzie! Dinner’s ready!” said her father.\n\n“Okay!” \n\nThe interruption was a disappointment, but if there was one thing her mom could not stand, it was Kenzie letting the nice meal she cooked get all cold. She had learned long ago not to push it, and she wasn’t gonna start now. It’s not like her pussy was going anywhere.\n\nWait, pussy? No, it was called a vagina. Where did that word come from?\n\nDinner came and went. Sometimes her parents would ask her about her day, but not tonight. That was a good thing, too, because Kenzie had zero interest in telling them that she was mostly thinking about how to stretch her pussy out like all those older girls did. When she was done, she took her empty plate to the kitchen, and as she walked back through the dining room, her mom flagged her down.\n\n“Kenzie, dear, it’s time for a bath.”\n\nUgh. Kenzie hated baths. Well, no, that’s not quite right. Kenzie hated the part [I]after [/I]baths. It took hours for her ample fur to fully dry, and she wouldn’t even have her phone to pass the time. But of course, the bathtub was the one place where she could go completely naked and not have to worry about interruptions.\n\n“Do I have to?” she asked. Of course, she wasn’t going to fight, but she didn’t want to look eager either.\n\n“You’re not going to sleep still wet. Let’s go.”\n\nKenzie sighed, but her groin tingled with anticipation. “Yes, Mom.”\n\nMinutes later, Kenzie was fully submerged in bath, with just her head sticking out of the water. Her fingers moved beneath the surface as she continued exploring her vagina. But she just wasn’t getting very far. She couldn’t get her finger in more than a quarter, maybe a third of the way. It just wouldn’t stretch like those other girls. Was something wrong with her? Maybe she wasn’t doing it right. \n\nAs she thought, her eyes drifted to the edge of the tub. There was a little bucket of toys sitting on the floor. She hadn’t played with them in a while — she was too big to play with little kid toys! They were mostly small rubber dolls with articulating joints, but a memory stirred in her mind. She reached over the edge, dripping water dripping from her fur to the floor, and pulled out a figure of a reptile man. She never figured out exactly what he was — her theory was a komodo dragon — but that didn’t matter right now. What mattered was the long, straight, tapered tail coming off the back. The very tip was definitely thinner than her finger, but the base was thicker. She fell back into the tub, then using one hand to spread her vulva as much as she could, she positioned Mr. Lizard’s tail at her entrance and slowly pushed. \n\nThe tapered tip entered her body without much resistance. She held it there for a moment, taking in this new sensation, then continued to push until the tail was about half way inside. And then she felt something give way close to her entrance. A quick jolt of pain, nothing serious, but definitely surprising and unexpected. She yanked the tail out of her pussy, slinging even more water onto the floor as her arm flew out of the bath, then leaned forward. A small trickle of red floated just outside of her puffy labia, and a wave of panic hit her. Blood! Why was she bleeding? Did she break something? Did she need to see a doctor? She leaned back and looked at the ceiling. No, no, it’s fine. She can just say that she cut herself while itching. She checked again. There was no additional blood, and what was there had mostly dissipated into the bathwater. Confused, she reached down and squished her vulva. A little more trickled out, but after a moment, it stopped. She twisted and squeezed a little more. Still clean. Okay, so she wasn’t going to bleed to death in the tub. But the experience had unnerved her enough to make her give up on her endeavor, and she threw the lizard toy back into the bucket. Or, at least she tried to. She may have been an athletic girl, but throwing was not one of her skills, and she was so off-target that the toy was more likely to land in the toilet than the bin. It tumbled across the floor, splashing even more water all over the place.\n\nShe finished her bath as normal, and for the rest of the night, didn’t think much about exploring her body. Her parents let her use the computer under supervision until bedtime, so she spent her time researching her other interests. Tonight’s topic was history! It was endlessly fascinating to her how people back in the day lived. No smartphones, no computers, no television, and if you go back far enough, no electricity at all! She imagined having to cut the lids of cans off with a knife and cringed. Definitely grateful she was born in the modern age.\n\nBut as the sun went down, and her parents tucked her into bed, her thoughts shifted back to her bath. Why did she bleed? Why didn’t those girls in those videos? After her mother turned off her light and closed the door, she slid her finger back down to her vulva and probed the entrance, but had a thought. She had an easier time getting that toy’s tail in while she was in the bathtub… did wetness help? She pulled her finger back to her lips and shoved it into her mouth, drooling all over it. When the fur on her digit was sufficiently soggy, she shoved it back into her panties and tried again. It slid in significantly easier than last time, and before she knew it, she had half of it inside of her. She exhaled hard and pushed again, and her finger sank deeper and deeper until it reached her knuckle.\n\n“Wow,” she said under her breath. Her finger was deep inside of her, and she wasn’t sure what to do next. Then a wave of panic if her. Her finger went deeper than the toy’s tail… what if she was bleeding again? She quickly reached for her phone and — oh, right. With a grumbly growl, she pulled her finger out and brought it to her nose. Didn’t smell like any blood was there. She gave it a tentative lick. It tasted weird, but the metallic tang of blood was absent. So, she slowly pushed her finger back in… then took it out. Her small body responded with tickles of pleasure as she imagined that her finger was a boy’s penis. In and out and in and out. She moved her other hand to her vulva and rubbed it back and forth, and she gasped as the pleasure continued to mount. A new wave of pleasure rippled over her body as she slipped her other finger into the top of her vagina. She seized up and stopped. What was that? Why did that feel so good? She wiggled her finger, feeling a little nub in the top of her vagina. When did that get there? And why did it feel so good? The sensation made her squirm back and forth, stealing the breath from her chest.\n\nBut Kenzie quickly learned another thing: No matter how wet she got it, a furred finger just had too much friction for her soft tunnel. Her vagina burned as the fur rubbed against her walls. The pain was starting to surpass the pleasure, so with a low whimper, she pulled her hand out of her panties. She needed something else. Something smoother. Something like Mr. Lizard’s tail. But her arms, legs, and eyes suddenly felt heavy. Experimenting was hard work! Maybe she could play with Mr. Lizard tomorrow...\n\nThe days went by, and at the end of the week, her parents gave her her phone back, along with a stern talking-to. She nodded and apologized as her mother put in no uncertain terms how she was too young to be learning about that sort of stuff, and if she was caught doing it again, they’d take away her phone for good. The threat was successful, and despite her deep curiosity, she stuck to more “approved” topics… for a bit. But her body was growing. It was changing. She may be just nine years old now, but puberty was starting to get to work the background. That curiosity would soon become something she couldn’t ignore.\n\nWeeks turned to months, and Kenzie went back to how she was before. Her grades got better, her chess rating went up, and she spent her time trying to quench her boundless thirst for knowledge. Well, most of her time. Whenever she took a bath, Mr. Lizard’s tail found its way into pussy. It seemed to go deeper each time. It seemed to feel better each time. Months turned to years. The now eleven-year-old puppy was starting to feel sexual desires that went beyond basic sensation and intellectual curiosity. It had become trivial to get Mr. Lizard’s entire tail inside of her. It wasn’t enough anymore. She wanted more. So, she worked her way up, inserting larger and larger objects into her vagina. She even carried around an old cloth measuring tape, always on the lookout for something just a little thicker than last time. First, it started with her brush handle. That satisfied her for a bit, but that too became easy. Then, lying in a rarely-used toolbox, she found a screwdriver that had a slightly thicker handle, but it really wasn’t much better — and she was at a loss for anything bigger. Her searches online for common household dildos (a word she learned recently) turned up nothing that she hadn’t already thought of, with one exception: vegetables. But she was a canine! She didn’t eat vegetables! Oh, how lucky the herbivores were, with perfect dildos available to them every day! And it’s not like she could ask her mom to buy some. She tried to think of a good excuse, but she didn’t want her mother to be suspicious, so she suffered in silence.\n\nThen, one day, her prayers were answered. Apparently, there was an event at the university that Mom was attending. She wanted to bring some food for the herbivores, so she bought all sorts of vegetables. When Kenzie opened the refrigerator, there they were, just sitting at the bottom. She knew what some of them were, but none were the right shape. Oranges, grapes, some weird leaves, but nothing oblong. Her eyes darted around the produce, and then she saw them — cucumbers! That’s what she found online! While most of them looked far too large for her, there were a few miniature ones that seemed promising. She checked to make sure her parents were still in the back yard, then whipped out her measuring tape and went to work. When she found one that seemed right, she grabbed it, hid it under her shirt, and brought it back to her bedroom. \n\nShe yanked her bottoms down in one motion and fell back onto her bed. She measured the cucumber again: just a touch under five inches around. The screwdriver handle was about eleven and a half, so this was a big step up. But she could do it! She brought the cucumber to her lips, slid it into her mouth, and — blech! Her chest heaved as the bitter flavor coated her tongue. Herbivores actually eat this stuff? She ran her teeth over her tongue several times, as if trying to scrape the taste off. Once she no longer felt like gagging, she held the tip of the cucumber against her vulva and took a deep breath. Then, she slowly pushed it in. She bit her lower lip and tried not to moan as the makeshift dildo parted her preteen pussy walls farther apart than ever before. The pressure of her young tunnel spreading to its limit burned in just the right way, and she sped up, thrusting the cucumber faster and harder. Her cunt smacked loudly as it pulled away from her body, wrapped tightly around the vegetable invader, and her legs wobbled as she got her first true taste of how good sex could be.\n \nIt didn’t take long for the pleasure to overwhelm her. A heat — more than just the friction — rose in her groin. She drove the cucumber as deep inside as she could, and slamming it against her cervix. Pain jolted through her body but she hardly noticed or cared as her legs tensed up, her little pussy throbbing and squeezing against the makeshift dildo. Her heart pounded and her breath quickened as a strange but wonderful feeling coursed through her body, and she held perfectly still, aside from the rising and falling of her chest.\n\nShe stared at her ceiling, trying to figure out what happened to her. But she had a pretty good idea. She had read about “orgasms,” which is what happened when a boy or a girl felt really, really good. And that certainly did feel really, really good. She looked down at her vagina, and a dizzy rush ran through her head. Wow… sex was amazing. She slid the cucumber out of her body, her pussy stretching and distending as it wrapped around it until it popped out, and her pussy relaxed back into its normal position. Now, what was she going to do with this cucumber?\n\nA few days later, her vagina got itchy. As she searched the internet for reasons why, she learned that stuffing produce into her pussy was not a good idea. When she read that she would probably need to see the doctor, she panicked a little. Would she need to say what she had been doing? What if the doctor freaked out like all the other adults did?\n\nBut ever since her parents blew up on her, Kenzie knew that lying had its uses. If the doctor asked… she would just lie.\n\nFortunately for her, Dr. Ascha didn’t pry. Sure, she had asked a few questions, but after Kenzie answered ‘no’ to all of them, the doctor told her that sometimes these things can just happen. She prescribed her some medicine, and everything cleared up in no time.\n\nKenzie had learned a lesson from all this, but it was not the one a young puppy should have learned. It wasn’t, ‘I shouldn’t be sticking household objects into my vagina,’ it was ‘I need the real thing.’\n\nThat’s where things [I]really [/I]started to go off the rails. \n\nKenzie was a sweet girl. She was an attractive girl. She was a persuasive girl. And when she wanted something, she was good at figuring out how to get it. It didn’t take her long to figure out that she could just go online and talk to people about sex. And most people were into it... until she told them her age. And then they’d freak out and ask her all sorts of questions.\n\nWhere did you learn about that?\n\nAren’t you too young to be talking about this?\n\nAre you trying to get me arrested?\n\nIt was so frustrating. She wasn’t too young! Why were adults always freaking out about this sort of thing? As always, she did more research, and saw that it was against the law for her to have sex. Her heart skipped a beat. Was she going to get in trouble for putting the cucumber inside her? Was she going to go to jail? But then she remembered something her father once said: it’s only illegal if you get caught. \n\nNo one caught her with the cucumber. And maybe, if she did things right… she could have sex without getting caught.\n\nSo she started using a fake name online. Most people stopped talking to her when she told them how old she was, but every once in a while, she’d meet someone who wouldn’t run away. Someone who really seemed to like that she was only eleven. Someone who would trade pictures with her. But as much as she liked the pictures, they also frustrated her. All the penises — or cocks, as she learned to call them — were so far away! What’s the point if it couldn’t come and have sex with her? And most of them were too big anyway. She was a big girl now, but the cucumber had stretched her to her limits. It couldn’t be any bigger than that! Well… maybe a little bigger. But not much. Oh, and other canines were out of the question too. When she learned about reproduction, she read that both the man and the woman needed to be the same race to make a baby. Well, she wanted a baby one day, but not yet. If her parents would kill her if they found out she had sex, she didn’t even want to know what they might do if they found out she had a baby inside of her!\n\nBut these restrictions didn’t stop her. Kenzie was nothing if not determined! And less than a week later, she met a deer named Luke who actually lived in her city. And not just in her city, but in her neighborhood! And when Luke sent a pic of his cock, she shivered. It was almost shaped like an ice cream cone! Thin at the tip, but wider at the base. Like Mr. Lizard’s tail, but bigger. But not too big! She could definitely fit most of that in, couldn’t she? She pulled her pants and underwear down, spread her vulva with two fingers, and sent a pic to Luke. Luke said she had a very pretty pussy. Luke said he wished he could fuck it.\n\nKenzie gasped and rolled onto her stomach, squeezing her hand between her thighs. Was this finally her chance? Her tail whipped around as she imagined him behind her, pushing his cock inside, stretching her out. But her imagination wasn’t enough. She needed the real thing. She needed it now!\n\nShe fell back onto her side and started to send another text, but memories of her mother’s warnings played in her head. Don’t trust anyone online. Strangers could be lying to you. And never meet anyone from the internet in person. But Luke seemed so nice! And that tingle in her pussy got worse every time she looked at his cock. She had to do this. She had to! So she took a deep breath, told him her parents weren’t going to be home until night, gave him her address, and promised to not tell anyone. She was so glad she didn’t need a babysitter anymore.\n\nAnd then she waited. Would he disappear like so many other guys? She stared at her phone, trying to will a response into existence, but none came, so she tossed it to the side and fell back onto her pillow. Every second she spent imagining Luke’s cock inside of her made her pussy tingle, so she rolled off the bed and waddled to the bathroom, pants still around her knees, and grabbed Mr. Lizard off the edge of the tub. As she returned to her room, she heard something that made her ears shoot straight up.\n\nHer phone’s notification jingle.\n\nShe launched herself toward the bed, nearly tripping over her anklebound panties as she scrambled for her phone. Her tail went crazy as she read his message, but her excitement quickly turned to worry. What did he mean that he wasn’t sure she was for real? Couldn’t he trust her? She had to prove she wasn’t making things up!\n\nShe rolled onto her back and spread her legs again. This time, she set her camera to video and started recording.\n\n“I’m for real, Luke…” she said as she spread her thick vulva lips again, then stuck her finger tip in and moaned. That should do it! She sent it to Luke, and this time, his response was almost instant. He said he was coming over! Her whole body vibrated, so she yanked her pants back up, ran to the bathroom, and tossed Mr. Lizard into the tub. “Sorry! I need to be ready for Luke!” \n\nShe took off for the living room and hopped knees-first onto the couch, then stared out the window, her violently swinging tail dragging her hips back and forth. Every car that went by made her heart pound. But none of them stopped. A few people walked down the sidewalk, but none of them were deer. Where was Luke? Was he actually coming? She checked her phone again. Nothing. Her pussy ached. God, she wanted to know what a cock felt like so badly. She reached down and squeezed her puffy vulva through her pants. Where was he?\n\nAnd then a deer rode by on a bike. She stopped and ducked down, watching as he seemed to slow down as passed the house. But he didn’t stop. Her ears drooped. She thought that was him! But only a minute or so later, the deer came back from the other way. But ust as she got her hopes back up, he kept going. What was he doing? She peered over the top of her couch, her head barely sticking up in the window, and watched like an eagle, hoping he would come back. And he did! This time, he made a sudden turn and drove his bike across the lawn and into her back yard! Her whole body squeezed tight as she sprang from the couch and rushed to the back door. He was here! He was really here, and he was going to put his cock into her pussy! She unlocked the door, yanked it open, and stuck her head outside. \n\nA male voice cracked. “Holy shit!”\n\nShe turned her head, and staring back at her was a tall, thin deer man resting his bike against the side of the house. His eyes were peeled wide open.\n\n“Luke?” she asked, her voice dripping with sugar and honey.\n\nThe deer turned slid his hands down his face, looking left and right, standing on the tips of his hooves like he was trying to see over their tall fence. “Zoe?”\n\nKenzie’s chest tightened. She had used that name all the time online, but it was the first time she heard it in person. She smiled, her tongue hanging out the front of her mouth. “Yeah!”\n\nLuke pushed his finger against his mouth. “Shh! Not so loud.” He hurried over to her. “No one else is here, right?”\n\n“No.”\n\n“And you don’t have any like, security cameras or anything?”\n\nKenzie turned her head. “No…?” \n\nLuke took a deep breath and slowly spun in a circle. “Fucking hell…”\n\n“What’s wrong?” she asked, getting worried. Her heart was beating so hard.\n\n“I’m out of my fucking mind.” He stepped toward her, looked her up and down as he grabbed his antlers. “God, you’re so fucking hot.”\n\nKenzie almost melted into a puddle of fur. Luke was cute too! She looked down at his groin. She knew what was in those jeans. She wanted it. She needed it. She couldn’t wait any longer. She reached out and took his hand and pulled him back into the house.\n\nLuke kicked the door shut. “Can we go to a room without so many windows?”\n\n“My room has blinds,” Kenzie said. “Do you wanna see it?”\n\nLuke took a sharp breath. “Fuck... Let’s go.”\n\nKenzie squeezed his hand tight and ran back to her room, her tail hitting Luke’s legs over and over. When they got there, she let go of his hand, vaulted over her bed, and slammed her blinds shut, covering the room in near-darkness. She then ran around her bed, bouncing off it as she clipped her hip on the side of the mattress, and smacked her light switch, returning illumination to the room.\n\n“Fuck, it’s the same room from the pictures,” Luke mumbled. He took a deep breath, looked at the ceiling, then walked into the room, rubbing his face up and down. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”\n\nKenzie flopped down on the bed. What was wrong with Luke. Didn’t he want to have sex with her? Why did he look so uncomfortable? “Um, are you okay?”\n\nLuke sat next to her. “Oh, I’m just in some the room of a little girl I met half an hour ago and I’m thinking about fucking her. I must be crazy...”\n\nKenzie frowned. Did she mess something up? “Don’t you want to?” she asked, hearing a little sadness in her voice.\n\n“I do, and that’s the problem!” He looked down at her with his teeth gritted. His mouth looked like it was shaking. “You’re really not going to tell [I]anyone?[/I]” he asked, emphasizing the last word.\n\n“I won’t! My parents would kill me if they found out.”\n\n“So would mine.” Luke looked down. “Fuck, you’re so fucking cute... making me so hard...”\n\nKenzie looked down at his jeans. There was definitely a lump that wasn’t in there before. She knew boys’ penises went back into their body when they weren’t using them. Does this mean his was sticking out now? She reached down and squeezed it.\n\n“Whoa, fuck!” Luke said, tensing up and pulling his hips down into the bed.\n\nKenzie let go. “Sorry!” Her chest tightened. Was he going to leave now? “Did I hurt you?”\n\n“No, no, it’s just, I wasn’t expecting you to just, uh, and uh, it’s sensitive, so —“\n\nKenzie relaxed. She knew exactly what he meant. “Oh, mine’s sensitive too…” Her body started to buzz as her tail swished across her mattress. “Do you wanna feel it?”\n\nLuke took another deep breath, his chest fur visibly puffing through his shirt. Without a word, his hand shot to her stomach and slid down to her groin. Kenzie gasped softly as he cupped her pussy in his palm through her pants, rubbing it back and forth. Her whole body lit up with hormones, and she squeaked a soft moan, entirely involuntarily, then another as she wiggled and pushed back into the mattress.\n\nBut as good as it was, it wasn’t enough. She needed more. She needed to be closer. She wrapped her thumb around the band of her pants and pulled them up and away from her body. “Put it in here, Luke…”\n\n“Fuck…” Luke said under his breath. He let go of the fabric — and her pussy — then pushed his hand up against her lower stomach, sliding it down her thick black and white fur until the tips of his fingers tickled the puppy’s cunt. \n\nKenzie giggled. “Your hand’s warm.” And her body was hot.\n\nLuke softly snorted. “Your pussy’s even warmer.” His hand slipped further down, and he spread her thick lips, poking at her entrance. “God, you’re so wet. Can I… can I stick a finger in?”\n\n“Umm…” That wasn’t what she wanted. “I want you to stick your penis in instead…”\n\nLuke sounded like he choked on his own breath. “Oh my god, Zoe.” He yanked his hand out of Kenzie’s panties, making her squeak, then fiddled with the button and zipper on his jeans, shaking them down his hips and exposing his tented underwear. Before she had time to stare at the strained fabric, Luke yanked those down too, and Kenzie, at last, got her first real life look at a penis.\n\nShe stared, transfixed, as she quickly studied the pink flesh before her. She didn’t expect it to be so shiny! The tip was thin — no thicker than her own finger, but at the base, it was a little thinker than the cucumber she used. It looked about as long as the cucumber, too. Would it all fit inside of her? She remembered the way it hurt when the cucumber hit her deepest parts… but she also couldn’t get it all the way inside because she had to hold on to a part of it. Luke wouldn’t have that problem. He’d be able to get every last bit of it inside of her. And if it didn’t all fit… she’d make it fit. The thought made her pussy feel like a current was going through it. \n\nThe horny deer slid a little closer, his cock wiggling back and forth as it got closer to Kenzie’s face. Her eyes went down to what sat below it — two nice, round balls sitting in a fuzzy sack that dangled down just a little bit. She knew what those were for. That’s where the sperm was made. The sperm that she wanted inside of her. She looked back up at his cock, where a little wet bead gathered at the tip. Wait, that wasn’t his sperm, was it? He wasn’t already having his orgasm, was he?\n\nShe looked up at him. “Are you cumming?”\n\nLuke stopped and turned his head. His face seemed to soften, as though he was knocked out of some trance. “Um… no?”\n\nKenzie reached up and smeared the blob with her finger, drawing a little gasp from the deer. It was too slippery to be pee, and when she pulled her finger away, the mystery fluid clung to it, creating a sticky string. “Then what’s this?”\n\n“It’s precum. It’s… fuck, you don’t know what that is, do you?”\n\nA little bit of embarrassment crept into Kenzie. She prided herself on knowing about sex, but she had never heard about this ‘precum’ stuff! But she knew that ‘pre’ meant before, so this was… “Before cum?” she said out loud.\n\nLuke rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Yeah. It’s… what comes out when a guy wants to have sex,” he said, talking in that annoying way teachers always talked when they thought she was too dumb to understand what they were saying. “It makes it easier for his penis to go inside.”\n\nAnd that’s exactly what Kenzie wanted. Precum sounded good to her! She scooted back on the bed, then lifted her legs in the air and pulled her pants down to her ankles. Luke’s eyes went wide as she spread her legs and wiggled her hips, her tail whipping back and forth against his knees. “Can you put it inside then?”\n\n“Shit...” Luke whispered. He reached down and pulled her pants the rest of the way off her legs, grabbed both her shins, and spread them a little further apart. He closed his eyes, tilted his head back to the ceiling again, and dragged her toward him. \n\nKenzie giggled and her toes wiggled as she slid across her sheets. She looked at the dripping cock just a foot away from her pussy. It was so close now. She couldn’t wait anymore. She needed it inside her. She needed to feel it. She needed to know what sex was like. She thrust her hips off the bed and shook them back and forth. “Come on…”\n\nLuke made a low snorting sound and pushed her groin back down to the bed. “Alright,” he said, his voice low and shaky. “Just… tell me if it hurts.” He put one hand on the mattress and his other on his penis, angling it down, then slowly lowered his hips toward hers. “Fuck me, man...”\n\nAnd then, after what felt like hours, his wet, leaky cock made contact with her puffy black pussy. She squeaked as she felt the wetness, and then, after it slid back and forth across the Y-shaped opening to her cookie, it finally began to sink in. She gasped, closed her eyes, and clutched the bedsheets as it slowly pushed deeper inside, spreading her wider and wider with each inch as the thick base drew closer. It was so much warmer than she expected. It was so much smoother than the cucumber. She opened her eyes again and looked down at her pussy stretching around the invading pink length. It was only half way in. She bit the inside of her cheek and exhaled, dropping her head onto the bed.\n\n“You okay?” Luke asked, holding his hips still.\n\nShe nodded. “Yeah. Keep going.”\n\n“Alright…” Luke’s hips started moving, and that wonderful stretch in Kenzie’s pussy deepened. The tip poked her deep inside while the approaching base split her cookie in two. And it just kept going. It wasn’t painful, but as more of his cock went inside of her, she started to feel like she was reaching her limit, both at her entrance, and deep inside. But just as she wasn’t sure how much more she could handle, she felt a bump against her butt. She looked back down and saw her pussy looking more puffed up than she’d ever seen it before as it stretched itself around the base of Luke’s cock. \n\n“Is it… all the way in?” she asked, making sure she wasn’t seeing things.\n\n“Yeah. Holy fuck, I can’t believe it all fits.” Luke grinded his hips against her butt, and Kenzie felt that deep stretch go just a little deeper. \n\nKenzie giggled. “Deer boys have smaller penises than other boys.”\n\nLuke looked down at her with a furrowed brow. “Seriously?” he asked, his tone flat.\n\n“What?”\n\n“You shouldn’t tell guys when they have small dicks.”\n\nShe did remember all that porn talking about how big the guy’s penises were. Why, though? That didn’t make any sense. “But if you had a big penis, it wouldn’t fit in me!”\n\nLuke shook his head. “You really are just a kid, aren’t you.” \n\nKenzie was confused. She got the sense that she did or said something wrong, but she couldn’t figure out what it was. “Um, yeah?” She squeaked when she felt Luke’s penis move inside of her.\n\n“I’m just gonna start thrusting now.”\n\nOh, right. Sex wasn’t just about putting the penis inside the vagina — it was about taking it out and putting it back in, over and over again. Kenzie never understood why they did that, but they all did, so there must be a reason, and she couldn’t wait to find out what that was!\n\nLuke pulled back, and his cock started slipping out. Kenzie’s cunt clung on in vain, desperately trying to hold on to that wonderful stretch, until only the thinnest part remained inside. And then he pushed. It wasn’t fast, and it wasn’t hard, but it went through Kenzie’s body like a shockwave. She gasped and tensed up, grabbing her sheets so hard that they popped off one of the mattress corners. \n\n“I’m alright,” she said, not wanting him to risk him stopping. But alright was an understatement. She knew right then and there that her life would never be the same. This feeling, this new, wonderful feeling. Why did the adults want to keep her from this so badly? Luke thrust again, and that feeling rippled through her once more. Her vulva — no, her whole lower body — throbbed each time that thick base stretched her out.\n\nLuke fell forward, putting his hands on either side of her shoulders. “Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight,” Luke said, sounding almost angry. \n\nKenzie turned her head, confused by his tone. “That’s good... right?”\n\nLuke leaned forward, getting his face close to her chest. “It’s really good. You’re so hot, Zoe.”\n\nKenzie smiled, her tongue poking out of her mouth. Luke ran one hand up and down her thick-furred torso, making little circles as he passed each of the nipples on the left side of her body. “That tickles!” She giggled, her tail wagging wildly as he rubbed her belly and fucked her pussy. She didn’t even know her nipples could feel that good. She loved learning.\n\nLuke kept thrusting, and Kenzie just basked in the moment, letting the deer do what he wanted with her. She bounced back and forth on the bed with each thrust, her glasses sliding up and down her nose every time the deer bottomed out. She barely had any thoughts anymore. Even now, she tried to keep a learner’s mind, but there was no room in her brain for that at the moment. Just that perfect pleasure burning up her vulva, running down deep into her belly. She had no idea how she went eleven whole years without ever feeling this. How much time had passed since Luke put his penis inside of her? A minute? Ten? A hundred? \n\n“God damn.” Luke’s voice was deep and scratchy. It sounded like he was starting to have trouble breathing. “Zoe, I’m getting close...”\n\nAnd Kenzie got excited. She knew what he meant. She had heard guys say that in the videos. He was about to have his orgasm. She closed her eyes and imagined all the cumming cocks she had seen. The ropes of semen shooting out, leaving white trails in the fur. The dicks twitching in their hand with each shot. The moaning and shaking that went along with it. Just before it happened, the guys would start to breathe just like Luke was now. Her pubis tingled as her imagination went wild. Sex had already exceeded her wildest dreams… what would the ending be like? She wanted to find out, and she wanted to find out now. Why not give him a little help?\n\nShe opened her eyes and gave him her sweetest puppy dog face. “Are you going to orgasm soon?”\n\n“Y… yeah.” Luke said, his thrusts getting harder. “Can I… do it inside of you?”\n\nShe lifted her short legs and wrapped them around his waist, squeezing his midsection as she tried and failed to touch her toes together behind his back. This was the final part. The part everyone seemed to like the most. And for some reason, something deep in the back of her mind told her that there was no way he she could let him pull out. “Squirt in me.”\n\nLuke moaned and started slamming her hips harder than ever. “Holy fuck...”\n\nPleasure wracked the preteen puppy’s pussy with each wet, sloppy thrust. She was being stretched to her absolute limit, perhaps even beyond it, but any pain that she might have felt was being completely blocked out by the mix of adrenaline and lust pumping through her veins. She looked down at their penetration, her puffy canine vulva stretching away from her body every time Luke pulled back, before his thrust shoved it back into her body. \n\nLuke’s breathing sped up. His thrusts became a staccato. His face squeezed into a grimace. “Fuck… I’m gonna… fuck!” He gasped, groaned, damn near shouted, as he hilted his cock into Kenzie’s stretched cunt.\n\nAnd she felt it. She felt everything. She felt Luke’s penis throbbing and pulsing against the deepest part of her tunnel. She felt her already wet vagina suddenly feel soaked. And she felt the warmth of his load as it sunk deeper into her body than even his cock did.\n\nKenzie had often wondered about orgasms. It was obvious when a boy was having an orgasm, but not as much when a girl did. Sometimes, when she played with herself, she felt the pleasure rise and then fall. Was that it? Was that an orgasm? She just didn’t know. But now she had a very clear answer: No.\n\n[I]This [/I]was an orgasm.\n\nIt started deep in her pussy, but quickly exploded like a bomb. She didn’t say anything. She just let out a soft bark as her body started convulsing. Her legs, already stretched around Luke’s torso, flexed and squeezed his hips as her back arched, pointing her flat chest toward the spinning ceiling fan. Her hands didn’t know what they were doing as they opened and closed seemingly at random, as if trying to catch something invisible. And her pussy — good God, her pussy. With each throb of Luke’s cock, it clenched in response, and with each contraction, the noise coming from her throat grew louder until it became a howl as the greatest feeling of her life overwhelmed her. \n\nBut all good things must come to an end. Luke assaulted her spade with a few more short, sharp thrusts, before the twitching stopped completely. The pulsing in Kenzie’s depths slowed, her muscles relaxed, her voice grew silent, and she stared at the ceiling through her fogged-up glasses, breathing slowly but deeply. She could hear her own blood as her heart slammed it into her brain, moving her head with every beat. Kenzie had never fainted or blacked out before, but the tiny part of her mind that still produced coherent thought wondered if she was about to find out. \n\n“You okay, Zoe?”\n\nThe voice snapped Kenzie out of her trance. Her head flopped to the side and her tongue slid out of her mouth. She didn’t have a good answer. She didn’t think feelings like that were possible. No wonder everyone seemed to just lie there just after orgasm. It didn’t feel possible to do anything else. But she was a strong girl. Sex was overwhelming, but she could handle it! She looked up at Luke and nodded. “I think so.”\n\nLuke closed his eyes and sighed. “I can’t believe I just fucked an elementary schooler…”\n\n“You liked it, didn’t you?” Kenzie said with a little giggle.\n\nLuke reached down and rubbed his hand over her chest again, finding her nipples under her thick fur and rubbing circles around them. “I think you did, too.”\n\nOf course she did. Sex was incredible. No wonder all those adults seemed to like it so much.\n\nAnd with that, Kenzie Birch tipped over the point of no return. Any intellectual curiosity she had about sex became secondary to the raw pleasure. She wouldn’t stop. She couldn’t stop. \n\nLuke began pulling his now half-soft cock out, and Kenzie’s vagina quickly returned to its original, unstretched shape, the cum squelching inside of her as it did so. Some even got squished into her cervix — a cervix that would soon become eager to receive as many loads as it could. The deer’s dick slid out the rest of the way, and the entrance to her most special part sealed up. Well, for a moment. She yipped as an unexpected shock of pressure and pleasure hit her vulva.\n\n“Fuck man...” Luke whispered as he squished the canine kid’s puffy lips between his fingers and thumb. His thick, pearlescent semen oozed out of her in blobs, and she reached down and scooped up some of it, then brought it to her nose and sniffed. It smelled almost like… the swimming pool? That’s not what she expected. A strange thought crossed her mind, and she raised her fingers to her lips.\n\n“You’re not gonna...”\n\nOh, she was. She plunged her fingers into her mouth and twisted her tongue around them, spreading the deer’s load around her mouth. The taste was definitely not delicious. It was actually kind of gross. But there was something about it that made her body tingle. Now his cum was inside of her on two ends.\n\nBut, as she shifted her legs and felt his sticky sperm squish inside of her pussy, she got this deep sense, articulated not in thought but pure feeling, that it belonged[I] down there[/I].\n\nLuke groaned and put his head in his hands. “Man, what the fuck am I doing? How old are you again?”\n\n“Eleven.”\n\n“Like hell you are. Where does an eleven year old learn to do all this?”\n\nShe stretched and rolled onto her side. The cum slid down her tunnel as she turned, spreading that wet feeling deep inside. Oh, she could get used to that. “Um... the internet.”\n\n“Fucking ridiculous…” Luke sat back on the bed and grabbed his antlers. “Fuck!”\n\nKenzie looked up at him. Why was he acting like this all of a sudden? “Luke, are you okay?”\n\n“I’m so stupid…” The deer looked back and forth, like he was trying to find an escape route. “If your parents see cum in your panties when they do the laundry, I’m so fucking dead. We need to clean you out.”\n\nAnd with that dose of reality, that the logical part of her brain that had been drowned out by the horny part started to take a little control back. Luke wouldn’t be the only one who would be dead! She covered her pussy with her hand as she stood up, and Luke extended his neck toward the bed like he was trying to see a tiny bug.\n\n“Okay, good, none of it dripped onto your sheets. Good, good, good good good.” His voice shook with each word. “Come on, where’s your bathroom? Don’t let any drip onto the floor.”\n\nKenzie led him there. The deer’s breathing got heavier and faster, almost in the same way it did when he had his orgasm. She went to the toilet, but her grabbed her wrist. \n\n“No, no, you gotta get it out of your fur, too, or it’ll still stain your underwear.”\n\n“Oh, right —”\n\nLuke pointed at the tub. “Get in there. Squeeze it out. Don’t get out until you’re totally clean, okay? Please? Can you please promise you won’t?\n\n“Okay — ”\n\n“Good. I have to go. I can’t be seen here.” He turned and speed-walked out of the bathroom. The last thing Kenzie heard him say was, “Oh my god, what the fuck am I doing?” as his voice faded away. \n\nKenzie stood there, stupefied by Luke’s sudden meltdown. A little bit of her own anxiety twisted in her stomach, but she had a job to do. She waddled, hand still under her spade, and sat down in the bathtub. As she leaned forward and looked at her messy pussy, it really hit her. Wow, she actually did that. And she actually liked it. She liked it so much that she wanted to do it again. After poking at the cum for a few seconds, she put her fingers on the sides of her vulva and spread. She could see more of it pooling at her entrance, so she pushed. Globs of the deer’s load gushed out of her cunt, sliding down her glutes and into her tail. She knew from those porn videos how much boys could ejaculate, but seeing it come out of her body made her gave her stomach excited butterflies. She pushed again, and this time, much less bubbled out. After a few more empty squeezes, she stopped and stared at her puffy cunt. There was just something about the way the translucent sperm glazed her pussy that enraptured her. She opened her hand, letting her hole snap shut, then rubbed circles around her labia, spreading Luke’s cum around until it covered her whole cunt before stuffing two fingers back into her pussy. God, it had never felt so slippery inside before. She curled the tips of her fingers along the base of her tunnel, scraping up a layer of cum that she couldn’t push out, then yanked it out and stared at the blob, squishing and stretching it between her fingers and — \n\nThe logical, worried part of her brain that had been trying to wrestle control back finally broke through, and a panic hit her. She let a complete stranger into her house — her parents house — then had sex with him. If Mom ever found out, she’d be grounded for the rest of her life! She’d never touch a phone ever again! Oh no, what if they could smell Luke? She whined a little and turned on the water. She had to get clean. She slid under the faucet, then yelped and shot back when the still-cold splashed her sensitive spade. Calm down, Kenzie. Remember what Mrs. Warren always says. One step at a time. One step at a time. She tested the water with her paw, and when it was warm, she put in the stopper and took a bath, trying to stay as calm as she could — which was not very calm at all. Her heart pounded as she scrubbed the cum out of her tail. Eventually, she felt like she was clean enough, so she stood up, water pouring from her thick fur, then put up the shower curtain and shook off before toweling dry. \n\n“Oh, no, no, no.” Kenzie whimpered as she ran, still naked, into her bedroom. She took a deep whiff. It didn’t smell different to her. Was her nose just used to Luke’s scent? She wasn’t going to take a risk, so she quickly put her clothes back on, then ran back to the bathroom, grabbed some scent freshener from under the sink, and sprayed it around her room. She sprayed and sprayed and sprayed until the room smelled like a sickening nothing. Was that good enough? She grabbed her bedsheet and pulled it back over the corner of her mattress, then yanked her window open. A chilly gust blew in, but being a bit cold was better than being killed by her parents. She paced around her house, checking to make sure Luke didn’t leave the door open or something. Would they be able to smell him in the hallways? Maybe a little scent freshener would help there, too...\n\nKenzie spent the rest of the day in a low-grade panic. She tried to sit on her bed and use her phone, but her mind always went back to the chat apps she used to talk to guys, and it made her feel sick. Every five minutes or so, she’d pace up and down the hallway, trying to think if there was anything obvious that would give her away. She’d peek out the window, seeing if her parents’ car was back. Then run back to her room. Then run back to the living room. And back and forth again. As the sun went down, she recited excuses to herself. She thought up believable lies. Then she paced some more, not bothering to turn the lights on when the house got dark.\n\nAnd then a light shone through the front window. She looked out the window to see her parents’ red car pulling into the driveway. Her stomach, already a rockslide of anxiety, filled to the top with boulders, and she dashed back into her room and fell backwards onto her bed, lying like a plank of wood. The front door opened. Her heart quickened. Footsteps. Her heart pounded. Voices. Her heart crashed against her ribs, trying to break free. Then came a knock at the door.\n\n“Yes?” Kenzie asked, her voice squeaking as she tried to sound normal.\n\n“Can I come in?” It was Mom. \n\n“Okay.” Kenzie’s voice shook, and when her door opened, she felt like she swallowed a bone.\n\nAs soon as she stuck her face into the room, her mom scrunched her face up, baring her teeth. “Ugh! Why’s it smell like chemicals in here? And why’s your window wide open? It’s close to freezing out there!”\n\n“My… my room was stinky, so I looked around and, uh…” Kenzie turned away so she could swallow without her mother seeing. “I found some old food that was going bad, so I opened the window and used the smell spray.” \n\n“We’re not paying to heat the back yard!” Her mother walked into the room and toward the window. \n\nKenzie tensed up even tighter. She was so scared Mom would see something, smell something, maybe even touch something that would give everything away, but her mother just pulled the window shut and locked it.\n\n“Doesn’t even smell like anything rotting in here…” Mom mumbled as she turned around. \n\n“Oh!” Kenzie’s voice squeaked. She looked away and gulped, trying to get her throat to open up. “Oh, I found it at lunch, so maybe —“\n\n“Oh my god, Kenzie, you’ve had your window open for over six hours?”\n\n“Sorry.” Kenzie looked down, but on the inside, she was daring to hope. Was she going to get out of this without Mom suspecting anything?\n\nHer mother sighed. “Next time you spill something, just clean it up like normal and let the smell go away on its own, okay? You don’t need to use half a can of scent masker.”\n\nKenzie’s heart sped up. She [I]was [/I]getting out of this! “Oh… okay,” she said, trying to sound at least a little sad as she pushed her hips against the bed to keep her tail from wagging. “I’ll do it right next time.” Mom always liked hearing that more than ‘sorry’ over and over again.\n\nHer mother smiled and walked back toward the hallway. “Did you have a snack today?”\n\nKenzie’s stomach gurgled. “Oh, no, I haven’t eaten since lunch.” Not a lie this time. Between the anticipation of waiting for Luke and the terror of getting busted, her stomach had no room for food. But now that she was pretty sure everything was going to be okay, there was a gaping emptiness in her stomach where all the anxiety used to be.\n\n“Well, come on into the kitchen. Dad and I got carnitas.”\n\nKenzie launched herself off the bed, propelled by relief, hunger, and the knowledge that her favorite food in the whole world was waiting for her. “Oh boy!” She ran past her mother, letting her tail swing back and forth, and into the kitchen.\n\nDays passed, and while Kenzie held on to some fear that something would give everything away, her parents never did find out. Or if they did, they didn’t say anything, and Kenzie knew her parents well enough to know that they would have said something. Before she knew it, Kenzie was back to her normal self.\n\nHer horny self.\n\nStill, her days of nervous reflection taught her two things. First, she shouldn’t invite strangers from the internet over, no matter how horny she was. She could have been hurt! Second, she really, [I]really [/I]liked sex. \n\nShe never did hear from Luke again. She tried sending him another message, but his account was gone. And the thought of meeting guys online to trade pictures with didn’t excite her if she couldn’t invite them over for sex. Anything short of the real thing wasn’t good enough for her anymore.\n\nShe would need to find another way.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Throughout history, countless things had been blamed for ‘corrupting the youth.’ Books, music, drugs, interspecies mingling, and so on. And every time, the problem never lived up to the hype. And yet, in modern society, the path to temptation had never been so open — and no one seemed to notice. As it turns out, if you give every kid a handheld computer with internet access and a camera, some of them are going to get up to things that they shouldn’t get up to. And no one proved that better than Kenzie Birch.

Kenzie really was the ideal little girl. Cute, smart, kind, athletic, and deeply curious, she was her parents’ pride and joy. Mom and Dad, two collies, were respected scientists at one of the most prestigious universities in the world, and they imbued their daughter with a lust for knowledge and science. They taught her about logic and the scientific method, and encouraged her to use the family computer to research whatever she wanted — with supervision, of course. She would let them know what she was curious about, and they would guide her to it. As a result, she excelled in every subject in school, sometimes knowing even more than her teachers. Then, when she was eight years old, she got her first smartphone, and it truly unlocked her mind. She would spend all night on it, playing chess and surfing around whatever online encyclopedias she could find, and then she would regale her parents with her newfound knowledge. They always seemed so proud of her.

And then one day, as she trawled the internet for more science, she came across the life cycle. And something in particular caught her attention: reproduction.

Kenzie was quite good at figuring things out on her own, but was more of a hands-on, visual learner. And, as she very quickly learned, there was no shortage of visual aids online. She found entire websites dedicated just to videos of people engaging in reproduction! She didn’t understand why there was so much material, but she was grateful to have so many helpful examples. Though she was already roughly aware of the physical difference between boys and girls, she would never say no to an opportunity to deepen her knowledge. She dutifully took notes and screenshots, and even saved some particularly informative videos. Ahh, learning was so fulfilling.

The next day, she showed her parents what she had learned, just like she did every day. But this time, her parents reacted very differently. There was no interest or praise. Instead, they flipped their lids. They told her that she was too young to be learning about this sort of thing, and that she wasn’t allowed to look at it anymore. When she asked why, they dodged the question. The problem with kids like Kenzie is that you cannot simply declare something to be case. When her parents had prohibited her from doing things before, they always explained why. She wasn’t always happy about it, but at least she felt like they were being honest. But not this time. This time, it felt like they were hiding something from her. So she pushed back. They pushed back harder. Ultimately, their fight ended up with them taking her phone away for a week.

And this, after a lifetime of doing everything right for their daughter, was the first time her parents had seriously fucked up.

Kenzie was mad. She was just doing what she had done every night. So why was she in trouble now? Why was reproduction so different from everything else? Telling her that she couldn’t know only made her want to find out even more. And thus, she learned an entirely different lesson than the one her parents wanted to teach. Instead of learning that she shouldn’t look up reproduction, she learned that she should hide that she was looking up reproduction. It was her first step onto the road to depravity.

But we’re getting ahead of ourselves a little bit.

The week she spent without her phone was miserable. She hadn’t even had it for a full month and she already had no idea how she lived without it. No chess, no encyclopedias, nothing! She still had her books — even some she hadn’t read — but they just seemed so limited. And they certainly didn’t have any information on reproduction in them.

Did they?

Her parents got her a kid’s encyclopedia last year. She had spent quite a lot of time reading through it, but she didn’t read it all. Perhaps it had something on reproduction. She pulled the large tome off her bookshelf, put on her oversized glasses, and flipped straight to the index, scanning the ‘R’ section. There were so many things that began with ‘re’ but she quickly found what she was looking for: reproduction — 625-627.

“Ah-ha!” she said, licking her thumb and shuffling to the page. Halfway down page 625, she had found what she was looking for. The section was short, barely spanning two full pages, and exclusively about asexual production. Not that this bothered Kenzie. Her motivation was still pure, still about satisfying her curiosity. And this was new to her! She had no idea that reproduction could be done all alone.

“Parthenogenesis,” she said out loud, pronouncing the word perfectly.

Her excitement was short-lived as she reached the end of the section just two pages later. She flipped back to the index, making sure she didn’t miss anything, but nope, that was it. She grumbled and slammed the book shut with a loud ‘whump,’ then shoved it back into the shelf with a loud ‘clunk.’ She wanted — needed — to know more. But how could she? She couldn’t ask her parents to see it on the computer, that’s for sure. Maybe she could check the library at school tomorrow? But that didn’t help her right now.

She fell back on her bed and closed her eyes, trying to remember what she saw on what she would learn later was a porn site. The penis goes into the vagina, and then, ah, what happened next? It would go in, and out, and in, and out, until eventually it slid out, and sometimes some white stuff would come out with it. Oh, but some species got stuck? Ahh, what was the difference?

Well, hang on a sec. She scratched her chin as she thought. Okay, so, to reproduce, you need a boy to put his penis into the girl’s vagina. Oh, unless it’s ‘asexual.’ But mammals don’t do it that way? At least, she didn’t think they did. If she couldn’t watch boys and girls having sex, then maybe she could at least experiment with half of the equation? Kenzie was definitely more of a reader and less of an experimenter, but when the need arose, she could experiment as good as anyone else!

She got off her bed and dragged her chair to the front of the mirror, then closed her blinds before sliding her pants down to her ankles, stepping out of them, and sitting down. Her long fur, a mix of white and black, mostly obscured her crotch, so she reached down and pushed it out of the way, revealing her black and pink vulva. Strangely enough, it was the first time she had ever really looked at it. Obviously, she had seen it countless times, but she had never bothered to study it. She probed at the inverted Y-shape of her tight opening, stretching the folds back and forth and getting a look at the pink insides. After prodding at it a little bit, she managed to slip a finger an inch or so inside. Another new experience. It had never really occurred to her to try to stick things into it. She knew it was possible, it was sort of like her ear. Sure, things could go inside of it, but they weren’t supposed to.

She tried to push her finger in farther, but it didn’t seem to want to go any deeper. What was stopping it? It wasn’t immediately clear, so instead of focusing on her depth, she focused on her width. Without taking her other finger out, she tried sticking another in. No luck. Not even a little bit. But Kenzie was not the type of girl to be deterred so easily! She wiggled her finger back and forth, glasses sliding down her face as she tilted her head toward the floor, trying to open herself up more, but it just wasn’t budging. But something else was happening; something she didn’t expect.

Her vagina tingled. And it felt really nice.

This was certainly worth looking into! But just as she started poking here and there to see what felt best, there was a knock at her door. She nearly fell out of the chair as she leaned forward, trying to grab her pants off the floor.

“Kenzie! Dinner’s ready!” said her father.

“Okay!”

The interruption was a disappointment, but if there was one thing her mom could not stand, it was Kenzie letting the nice meal she cooked get all cold. She had learned long ago not to push it, and she wasn’t gonna start now. It’s not like her pussy was going anywhere.

Wait, pussy? No, it was called a vagina. Where did that word come from?

Dinner came and went. Sometimes her parents would ask her about her day, but not tonight. That was a good thing, too, because Kenzie had zero interest in telling them that she was mostly thinking about how to stretch her pussy out like all those older girls did. When she was done, she took her empty plate to the kitchen, and as she walked back through the dining room, her mom flagged her down.

“Kenzie, dear, it’s time for a bath.”

Ugh. Kenzie hated baths. Well, no, that’s not quite right. Kenzie hated the part after baths. It took hours for her ample fur to fully dry, and she wouldn’t even have her phone to pass the time. But of course, the bathtub was the one place where she could go completely naked and not have to worry about interruptions.

“Do I have to?” she asked. Of course, she wasn’t going to fight, but she didn’t want to look eager either.

“You’re not going to sleep still wet. Let’s go.”

Kenzie sighed, but her groin tingled with anticipation. “Yes, Mom.”

Minutes later, Kenzie was fully submerged in bath, with just her head sticking out of the water. Her fingers moved beneath the surface as she continued exploring her vagina. But she just wasn’t getting very far. She couldn’t get her finger in more than a quarter, maybe a third of the way. It just wouldn’t stretch like those other girls. Was something wrong with her? Maybe she wasn’t doing it right.

As she thought, her eyes drifted to the edge of the tub. There was a little bucket of toys sitting on the floor. She hadn’t played with them in a while — she was too big to play with little kid toys! They were mostly small rubber dolls with articulating joints, but a memory stirred in her mind. She reached over the edge, dripping water dripping from her fur to the floor, and pulled out a figure of a reptile man. She never figured out exactly what he was — her theory was a komodo dragon — but that didn’t matter right now. What mattered was the long, straight, tapered tail coming off the back. The very tip was definitely thinner than her finger, but the base was thicker. She fell back into the tub, then using one hand to spread her vulva as much as she could, she positioned Mr. Lizard’s tail at her entrance and slowly pushed.

The tapered tip entered her body without much resistance. She held it there for a moment, taking in this new sensation, then continued to push until the tail was about half way inside. And then she felt something give way close to her entrance. A quick jolt of pain, nothing serious, but definitely surprising and unexpected. She yanked the tail out of her pussy, slinging even more water onto the floor as her arm flew out of the bath, then leaned forward. A small trickle of red floated just outside of her puffy labia, and a wave of panic hit her. Blood! Why was she bleeding? Did she break something? Did she need to see a doctor? She leaned back and looked at the ceiling. No, no, it’s fine. She can just say that she cut herself while itching. She checked again. There was no additional blood, and what was there had mostly dissipated into the bathwater. Confused, she reached down and squished her vulva. A little more trickled out, but after a moment, it stopped. She twisted and squeezed a little more. Still clean. Okay, so she wasn’t going to bleed to death in the tub. But the experience had unnerved her enough to make her give up on her endeavor, and she threw the lizard toy back into the bucket. Or, at least she tried to. She may have been an athletic girl, but throwing was not one of her skills, and she was so off-target that the toy was more likely to land in the toilet than the bin. It tumbled across the floor, splashing even more water all over the place.

She finished her bath as normal, and for the rest of the night, didn’t think much about exploring her body. Her parents let her use the computer under supervision until bedtime, so she spent her time researching her other interests. Tonight’s topic was history! It was endlessly fascinating to her how people back in the day lived. No smartphones, no computers, no television, and if you go back far enough, no electricity at all! She imagined having to cut the lids of cans off with a knife and cringed. Definitely grateful she was born in the modern age.

But as the sun went down, and her parents tucked her into bed, her thoughts shifted back to her bath. Why did she bleed? Why didn’t those girls in those videos? After her mother turned off her light and closed the door, she slid her finger back down to her vulva and probed the entrance, but had a thought. She had an easier time getting that toy’s tail in while she was in the bathtub… did wetness help? She pulled her finger back to her lips and shoved it into her mouth, drooling all over it. When the fur on her digit was sufficiently soggy, she shoved it back into her panties and tried again. It slid in significantly easier than last time, and before she knew it, she had half of it inside of her. She exhaled hard and pushed again, and her finger sank deeper and deeper until it reached her knuckle.

“Wow,” she said under her breath. Her finger was deep inside of her, and she wasn’t sure what to do next. Then a wave of panic if her. Her finger went deeper than the toy’s tail… what if she was bleeding again? She quickly reached for her phone and — oh, right. With a grumbly growl, she pulled her finger out and brought it to her nose. Didn’t smell like any blood was there. She gave it a tentative lick. It tasted weird, but the metallic tang of blood was absent. So, she slowly pushed her finger back in… then took it out. Her small body responded with tickles of pleasure as she imagined that her finger was a boy’s penis. In and out and in and out. She moved her other hand to her vulva and rubbed it back and forth, and she gasped as the pleasure continued to mount. A new wave of pleasure rippled over her body as she slipped her other finger into the top of her vagina. She seized up and stopped. What was that? Why did that feel so good? She wiggled her finger, feeling a little nub in the top of her vagina. When did that get there? And why did it feel so good? The sensation made her squirm back and forth, stealing the breath from her chest.

But Kenzie quickly learned another thing: No matter how wet she got it, a furred finger just had too much friction for her soft tunnel. Her vagina burned as the fur rubbed against her walls. The pain was starting to surpass the pleasure, so with a low whimper, she pulled her hand out of her panties. She needed something else. Something smoother. Something like Mr. Lizard’s tail. But her arms, legs, and eyes suddenly felt heavy. Experimenting was hard work! Maybe she could play with Mr. Lizard tomorrow...

The days went by, and at the end of the week, her parents gave her her phone back, along with a stern talking-to. She nodded and apologized as her mother put in no uncertain terms how she was too young to be learning about that sort of stuff, and if she was caught doing it again, they’d take away her phone for good. The threat was successful, and despite her deep curiosity, she stuck to more “approved” topics… for a bit. But her body was growing. It was changing. She may be just nine years old now, but puberty was starting to get to work the background. That curiosity would soon become something she couldn’t ignore.

Weeks turned to months, and Kenzie went back to how she was before. Her grades got better, her chess rating went up, and she spent her time trying to quench her boundless thirst for knowledge. Well, most of her time. Whenever she took a bath, Mr. Lizard’s tail found its way into pussy. It seemed to go deeper each time. It seemed to feel better each time. Months turned to years. The now eleven-year-old puppy was starting to feel sexual desires that went beyond basic sensation and intellectual curiosity. It had become trivial to get Mr. Lizard’s entire tail inside of her. It wasn’t enough anymore. She wanted more. So, she worked her way up, inserting larger and larger objects into her vagina. She even carried around an old cloth measuring tape, always on the lookout for something just a little thicker than last time. First, it started with her brush handle. That satisfied her for a bit, but that too became easy. Then, lying in a rarely-used toolbox, she found a screwdriver that had a slightly thicker handle, but it really wasn’t much better — and she was at a loss for anything bigger. Her searches online for common household dildos (a word she learned recently) turned up nothing that she hadn’t already thought of, with one exception: vegetables. But she was a canine! She didn’t eat vegetables! Oh, how lucky the herbivores were, with perfect dildos available to them every day! And it’s not like she could ask her mom to buy some. She tried to think of a good excuse, but she didn’t want her mother to be suspicious, so she suffered in silence.

Then, one day, her prayers were answered. Apparently, there was an event at the university that Mom was attending. She wanted to bring some food for the herbivores, so she bought all sorts of vegetables. When Kenzie opened the refrigerator, there they were, just sitting at the bottom. She knew what some of them were, but none were the right shape. Oranges, grapes, some weird leaves, but nothing oblong. Her eyes darted around the produce, and then she saw them — cucumbers! That’s what she found online! While most of them looked far too large for her, there were a few miniature ones that seemed promising. She checked to make sure her parents were still in the back yard, then whipped out her measuring tape and went to work. When she found one that seemed right, she grabbed it, hid it under her shirt, and brought it back to her bedroom.

She yanked her bottoms down in one motion and fell back onto her bed. She measured the cucumber again: just a touch under five inches around. The screwdriver handle was about eleven and a half, so this was a big step up. But she could do it! She brought the cucumber to her lips, slid it into her mouth, and — blech! Her chest heaved as the bitter flavor coated her tongue. Herbivores actually eat this stuff? She ran her teeth over her tongue several times, as if trying to scrape the taste off. Once she no longer felt like gagging, she held the tip of the cucumber against her vulva and took a deep breath. Then, she slowly pushed it in. She bit her lower lip and tried not to moan as the makeshift dildo parted her preteen pussy walls farther apart than ever before. The pressure of her young tunnel spreading to its limit burned in just the right way, and she sped up, thrusting the cucumber faster and harder. Her cunt smacked loudly as it pulled away from her body, wrapped tightly around the vegetable invader, and her legs wobbled as she got her first true taste of how good sex could be.
 
It didn’t take long for the pleasure to overwhelm her. A heat — more than just the friction — rose in her groin. She drove the cucumber as deep inside as she could, and slamming it against her cervix. Pain jolted through her body but she hardly noticed or cared as her legs tensed up, her little pussy throbbing and squeezing against the makeshift dildo. Her heart pounded and her breath quickened as a strange but wonderful feeling coursed through her body, and she held perfectly still, aside from the rising and falling of her chest.

She stared at her ceiling, trying to figure out what happened to her. But she had a pretty good idea. She had read about “orgasms,” which is what happened when a boy or a girl felt really, really good. And that certainly did feel really, really good. She looked down at her vagina, and a dizzy rush ran through her head. Wow… sex was amazing. She slid the cucumber out of her body, her pussy stretching and distending as it wrapped around it until it popped out, and her pussy relaxed back into its normal position. Now, what was she going to do with this cucumber?

A few days later, her vagina got itchy. As she searched the internet for reasons why, she learned that stuffing produce into her pussy was not a good idea. When she read that she would probably need to see the doctor, she panicked a little. Would she need to say what she had been doing? What if the doctor freaked out like all the other adults did?

But ever since her parents blew up on her, Kenzie knew that lying had its uses. If the doctor asked… she would just lie.

Fortunately for her, Dr. Ascha didn’t pry. Sure, she had asked a few questions, but after Kenzie answered ‘no’ to all of them, the doctor told her that sometimes these things can just happen. She prescribed her some medicine, and everything cleared up in no time.

Kenzie had learned a lesson from all this, but it was not the one a young puppy should have learned. It wasn’t, ‘I shouldn’t be sticking household objects into my vagina,’ it was ‘I need the real thing.’

That’s where things really started to go off the rails.

Kenzie was a sweet girl. She was an attractive girl. She was a persuasive girl. And when she wanted something, she was good at figuring out how to get it. It didn’t take her long to figure out that she could just go online and talk to people about sex. And most people were into it... until she told them her age. And then they’d freak out and ask her all sorts of questions.

Where did you learn about that?

Aren’t you too young to be talking about this?

Are you trying to get me arrested?

It was so frustrating. She wasn’t too young! Why were adults always freaking out about this sort of thing? As always, she did more research, and saw that it was against the law for her to have sex. Her heart skipped a beat. Was she going to get in trouble for putting the cucumber inside her? Was she going to go to jail? But then she remembered something her father once said: it’s only illegal if you get caught.

No one caught her with the cucumber. And maybe, if she did things right… she could have sex without getting caught.

So she started using a fake name online. Most people stopped talking to her when she told them how old she was, but every once in a while, she’d meet someone who wouldn’t run away. Someone who really seemed to like that she was only eleven. Someone who would trade pictures with her. But as much as she liked the pictures, they also frustrated her. All the penises — or cocks, as she learned to call them — were so far away! What’s the point if it couldn’t come and have sex with her? And most of them were too big anyway. She was a big girl now, but the cucumber had stretched her to her limits. It couldn’t be any bigger than that! Well… maybe a little bigger. But not much. Oh, and other canines were out of the question too. When she learned about reproduction, she read that both the man and the woman needed to be the same race to make a baby. Well, she wanted a baby one day, but not yet. If her parents would kill her if they found out she had sex, she didn’t even want to know what they might do if they found out she had a baby inside of her!

But these restrictions didn’t stop her. Kenzie was nothing if not determined! And less than a week later, she met a deer named Luke who actually lived in her city. And not just in her city, but in her neighborhood! And when Luke sent a pic of his cock, she shivered. It was almost shaped like an ice cream cone! Thin at the tip, but wider at the base. Like Mr. Lizard’s tail, but bigger. But not too big! She could definitely fit most of that in, couldn’t she? She pulled her pants and underwear down, spread her vulva with two fingers, and sent a pic to Luke. Luke said she had a very pretty pussy. Luke said he wished he could fuck it.

Kenzie gasped and rolled onto her stomach, squeezing her hand between her thighs. Was this finally her chance? Her tail whipped around as she imagined him behind her, pushing his cock inside, stretching her out. But her imagination wasn’t enough. She needed the real thing. She needed it now!

She fell back onto her side and started to send another text, but memories of her mother’s warnings played in her head. Don’t trust anyone online. Strangers could be lying to you. And never meet anyone from the internet in person. But Luke seemed so nice! And that tingle in her pussy got worse every time she looked at his cock. She had to do this. She had to! So she took a deep breath, told him her parents weren’t going to be home until night, gave him her address, and promised to not tell anyone. She was so glad she didn’t need a babysitter anymore.

And then she waited. Would he disappear like so many other guys? She stared at her phone, trying to will a response into existence, but none came, so she tossed it to the side and fell back onto her pillow. Every second she spent imagining Luke’s cock inside of her made her pussy tingle, so she rolled off the bed and waddled to the bathroom, pants still around her knees, and grabbed Mr. Lizard off the edge of the tub. As she returned to her room, she heard something that made her ears shoot straight up.

Her phone’s notification jingle.

She launched herself toward the bed, nearly tripping over her anklebound panties as she scrambled for her phone. Her tail went crazy as she read his message, but her excitement quickly turned to worry. What did he mean that he wasn’t sure she was for real? Couldn’t he trust her? She had to prove she wasn’t making things up!

She rolled onto her back and spread her legs again. This time, she set her camera to video and started recording.

“I’m for real, Luke…” she said as she spread her thick vulva lips again, then stuck her finger tip in and moaned. That should do it! She sent it to Luke, and this time, his response was almost instant. He said he was coming over! Her whole body vibrated, so she yanked her pants back up, ran to the bathroom, and tossed Mr. Lizard into the tub. “Sorry! I need to be ready for Luke!”

She took off for the living room and hopped knees-first onto the couch, then stared out the window, her violently swinging tail dragging her hips back and forth. Every car that went by made her heart pound. But none of them stopped. A few people walked down the sidewalk, but none of them were deer. Where was Luke? Was he actually coming? She checked her phone again. Nothing. Her pussy ached. God, she wanted to know what a cock felt like so badly. She reached down and squeezed her puffy vulva through her pants. Where was he?

And then a deer rode by on a bike. She stopped and ducked down, watching as he seemed to slow down as passed the house. But he didn’t stop. Her ears drooped. She thought that was him! But only a minute or so later, the deer came back from the other way. But ust as she got her hopes back up, he kept going. What was he doing? She peered over the top of her couch, her head barely sticking up in the window, and watched like an eagle, hoping he would come back. And he did! This time, he made a sudden turn and drove his bike across the lawn and into her back yard! Her whole body squeezed tight as she sprang from the couch and rushed to the back door. He was here! He was really here, and he was going to put his cock into her pussy! She unlocked the door, yanked it open, and stuck her head outside.

A male voice cracked. “Holy shit!”

She turned her head, and staring back at her was a tall, thin deer man resting his bike against the side of the house. His eyes were peeled wide open.

“Luke?” she asked, her voice dripping with sugar and honey.

The deer turned slid his hands down his face, looking left and right, standing on the tips of his hooves like he was trying to see over their tall fence. “Zoe?”

Kenzie’s chest tightened. She had used that name all the time online, but it was the first time she heard it in person. She smiled, her tongue hanging out the front of her mouth. “Yeah!”

Luke pushed his finger against his mouth. “Shh! Not so loud.” He hurried over to her. “No one else is here, right?”

“No.”

“And you don’t have any like, security cameras or anything?”

Kenzie turned her head. “No…?”

Luke took a deep breath and slowly spun in a circle. “Fucking hell…”

“What’s wrong?” she asked, getting worried. Her heart was beating so hard.

“I’m out of my fucking mind.” He stepped toward her, looked her up and down as he grabbed his antlers. “God, you’re so fucking hot.”

Kenzie almost melted into a puddle of fur. Luke was cute too! She looked down at his groin. She knew what was in those jeans. She wanted it. She needed it. She couldn’t wait any longer. She reached out and took his hand and pulled him back into the house.

Luke kicked the door shut. “Can we go to a room without so many windows?”

“My room has blinds,” Kenzie said. “Do you wanna see it?”

Luke took a sharp breath. “Fuck... Let’s go.”

Kenzie squeezed his hand tight and ran back to her room, her tail hitting Luke’s legs over and over. When they got there, she let go of his hand, vaulted over her bed, and slammed her blinds shut, covering the room in near-darkness. She then ran around her bed, bouncing off it as she clipped her hip on the side of the mattress, and smacked her light switch, returning illumination to the room.

“Fuck, it’s the same room from the pictures,” Luke mumbled. He took a deep breath, looked at the ceiling, then walked into the room, rubbing his face up and down. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

Kenzie flopped down on the bed. What was wrong with Luke. Didn’t he want to have sex with her? Why did he look so uncomfortable? “Um, are you okay?”

Luke sat next to her. “Oh, I’m just in some the room of a little girl I met half an hour ago and I’m thinking about fucking her. I must be crazy...”

Kenzie frowned. Did she mess something up? “Don’t you want to?” she asked, hearing a little sadness in her voice.

“I do, and that’s the problem!” He looked down at her with his teeth gritted. His mouth looked like it was shaking. “You’re really not going to tell anyone?” he asked, emphasizing the last word.

“I won’t! My parents would kill me if they found out.”

“So would mine.” Luke looked down. “Fuck, you’re so fucking cute... making me so hard...”

Kenzie looked down at his jeans. There was definitely a lump that wasn’t in there before. She knew boys’ penises went back into their body when they weren’t using them. Does this mean his was sticking out now? She reached down and squeezed it.

“Whoa, fuck!” Luke said, tensing up and pulling his hips down into the bed.

Kenzie let go. “Sorry!” Her chest tightened. Was he going to leave now? “Did I hurt you?”

“No, no, it’s just, I wasn’t expecting you to just, uh, and uh, it’s sensitive, so —“

Kenzie relaxed. She knew exactly what he meant. “Oh, mine’s sensitive too…” Her body started to buzz as her tail swished across her mattress. “Do you wanna feel it?”

Luke took another deep breath, his chest fur visibly puffing through his shirt. Without a word, his hand shot to her stomach and slid down to her groin. Kenzie gasped softly as he cupped her pussy in his palm through her pants, rubbing it back and forth. Her whole body lit up with hormones, and she squeaked a soft moan, entirely involuntarily, then another as she wiggled and pushed back into the mattress.

But as good as it was, it wasn’t enough. She needed more. She needed to be closer. She wrapped her thumb around the band of her pants and pulled them up and away from her body. “Put it in here, Luke…”

“Fuck…” Luke said under his breath. He let go of the fabric — and her pussy — then pushed his hand up against her lower stomach, sliding it down her thick black and white fur until the tips of his fingers tickled the puppy’s cunt.

Kenzie giggled. “Your hand’s warm.” And her body was hot.

Luke softly snorted. “Your pussy’s even warmer.” His hand slipped further down, and he spread her thick lips, poking at her entrance. “God, you’re so wet. Can I… can I stick a finger in?”

“Umm…” That wasn’t what she wanted. “I want you to stick your penis in instead…”

Luke sounded like he choked on his own breath. “Oh my god, Zoe.” He yanked his hand out of Kenzie’s panties, making her squeak, then fiddled with the button and zipper on his jeans, shaking them down his hips and exposing his tented underwear. Before she had time to stare at the strained fabric, Luke yanked those down too, and Kenzie, at last, got her first real life look at a penis.

She stared, transfixed, as she quickly studied the pink flesh before her. She didn’t expect it to be so shiny! The tip was thin — no thicker than her own finger, but at the base, it was a little thinker than the cucumber she used. It looked about as long as the cucumber, too. Would it all fit inside of her? She remembered the way it hurt when the cucumber hit her deepest parts… but she also couldn’t get it all the way inside because she had to hold on to a part of it. Luke wouldn’t have that problem. He’d be able to get every last bit of it inside of her. And if it didn’t all fit… she’d make it fit. The thought made her pussy feel like a current was going through it.

The horny deer slid a little closer, his cock wiggling back and forth as it got closer to Kenzie’s face. Her eyes went down to what sat below it — two nice, round balls sitting in a fuzzy sack that dangled down just a little bit. She knew what those were for. That’s where the sperm was made. The sperm that she wanted inside of her. She looked back up at his cock, where a little wet bead gathered at the tip. Wait, that wasn’t his sperm, was it? He wasn’t already having his orgasm, was he?

She looked up at him. “Are you cumming?”

Luke stopped and turned his head. His face seemed to soften, as though he was knocked out of some trance. “Um… no?”

Kenzie reached up and smeared the blob with her finger, drawing a little gasp from the deer. It was too slippery to be pee, and when she pulled her finger away, the mystery fluid clung to it, creating a sticky string. “Then what’s this?”

“It’s precum. It’s… fuck, you don’t know what that is, do you?”

A little bit of embarrassment crept into Kenzie. She prided herself on knowing about sex, but she had never heard about this ‘precum’ stuff! But she knew that ‘pre’ meant before, so this was… “Before cum?” she said out loud.

Luke rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Yeah. It’s… what comes out when a guy wants to have sex,” he said, talking in that annoying way teachers always talked when they thought she was too dumb to understand what they were saying. “It makes it easier for his penis to go inside.”

And that’s exactly what Kenzie wanted. Precum sounded good to her! She scooted back on the bed, then lifted her legs in the air and pulled her pants down to her ankles. Luke’s eyes went wide as she spread her legs and wiggled her hips, her tail whipping back and forth against his knees. “Can you put it inside then?”

“Shit...” Luke whispered. He reached down and pulled her pants the rest of the way off her legs, grabbed both her shins, and spread them a little further apart. He closed his eyes, tilted his head back to the ceiling again, and dragged her toward him.

Kenzie giggled and her toes wiggled as she slid across her sheets. She looked at the dripping cock just a foot away from her pussy. It was so close now. She couldn’t wait anymore. She needed it inside her. She needed to feel it. She needed to know what sex was like. She thrust her hips off the bed and shook them back and forth. “Come on…”

Luke made a low snorting sound and pushed her groin back down to the bed. “Alright,” he said, his voice low and shaky. “Just… tell me if it hurts.” He put one hand on the mattress and his other on his penis, angling it down, then slowly lowered his hips toward hers. “Fuck me, man...”

And then, after what felt like hours, his wet, leaky cock made contact with her puffy black pussy. She squeaked as she felt the wetness, and then, after it slid back and forth across the Y-shaped opening to her cookie, it finally began to sink in. She gasped, closed her eyes, and clutched the bedsheets as it slowly pushed deeper inside, spreading her wider and wider with each inch as the thick base drew closer. It was so much warmer than she expected. It was so much smoother than the cucumber. She opened her eyes again and looked down at her pussy stretching around the invading pink length. It was only half way in. She bit the inside of her cheek and exhaled, dropping her head onto the bed.

“You okay?” Luke asked, holding his hips still.

She nodded. “Yeah. Keep going.”

“Alright…” Luke’s hips started moving, and that wonderful stretch in Kenzie’s pussy deepened. The tip poked her deep inside while the approaching base split her cookie in two. And it just kept going. It wasn’t painful, but as more of his cock went inside of her, she started to feel like she was reaching her limit, both at her entrance, and deep inside. But just as she wasn’t sure how much more she could handle, she felt a bump against her butt. She looked back down and saw her pussy looking more puffed up than she’d ever seen it before as it stretched itself around the base of Luke’s cock.

“Is it… all the way in?” she asked, making sure she wasn’t seeing things.

“Yeah. Holy fuck, I can’t believe it all fits.” Luke grinded his hips against her butt, and Kenzie felt that deep stretch go just a little deeper.

Kenzie giggled. “Deer boys have smaller penises than other boys.”

Luke looked down at her with a furrowed brow. “Seriously?” he asked, his tone flat.

“What?”

“You shouldn’t tell guys when they have small dicks.”

She did remember all that porn talking about how big the guy’s penises were. Why, though? That didn’t make any sense. “But if you had a big penis, it wouldn’t fit in me!”

Luke shook his head. “You really are just a kid, aren’t you.”

Kenzie was confused. She got the sense that she did or said something wrong, but she couldn’t figure out what it was. “Um, yeah?” She squeaked when she felt Luke’s penis move inside of her.

“I’m just gonna start thrusting now.”

Oh, right. Sex wasn’t just about putting the penis inside the vagina — it was about taking it out and putting it back in, over and over again. Kenzie never understood why they did that, but they all did, so there must be a reason, and she couldn’t wait to find out what that was!

Luke pulled back, and his cock started slipping out. Kenzie’s cunt clung on in vain, desperately trying to hold on to that wonderful stretch, until only the thinnest part remained inside. And then he pushed. It wasn’t fast, and it wasn’t hard, but it went through Kenzie’s body like a shockwave. She gasped and tensed up, grabbing her sheets so hard that they popped off one of the mattress corners.

“I’m alright,” she said, not wanting him to risk him stopping. But alright was an understatement. She knew right then and there that her life would never be the same. This feeling, this new, wonderful feeling. Why did the adults want to keep her from this so badly? Luke thrust again, and that feeling rippled through her once more. Her vulva — no, her whole lower body — throbbed each time that thick base stretched her out.

Luke fell forward, putting his hands on either side of her shoulders. “Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight,” Luke said, sounding almost angry.

Kenzie turned her head, confused by his tone. “That’s good... right?”

Luke leaned forward, getting his face close to her chest. “It’s really good. You’re so hot, Zoe.”

Kenzie smiled, her tongue poking out of her mouth. Luke ran one hand up and down her thick-furred torso, making little circles as he passed each of the nipples on the left side of her body. “That tickles!” She giggled, her tail wagging wildly as he rubbed her belly and fucked her pussy. She didn’t even know her nipples could feel that good. She loved learning.

Luke kept thrusting, and Kenzie just basked in the moment, letting the deer do what he wanted with her. She bounced back and forth on the bed with each thrust, her glasses sliding up and down her nose every time the deer bottomed out. She barely had any thoughts anymore. Even now, she tried to keep a learner’s mind, but there was no room in her brain for that at the moment. Just that perfect pleasure burning up her vulva, running down deep into her belly. She had no idea how she went eleven whole years without ever feeling this. How much time had passed since Luke put his penis inside of her? A minute? Ten? A hundred?

“God damn.” Luke’s voice was deep and scratchy. It sounded like he was starting to have trouble breathing. “Zoe, I’m getting close...”

And Kenzie got excited. She knew what he meant. She had heard guys say that in the videos. He was about to have his orgasm. She closed her eyes and imagined all the cumming cocks she had seen. The ropes of semen shooting out, leaving white trails in the fur. The dicks twitching in their hand with each shot. The moaning and shaking that went along with it. Just before it happened, the guys would start to breathe just like Luke was now. Her pubis tingled as her imagination went wild. Sex had already exceeded her wildest dreams… what would the ending be like? She wanted to find out, and she wanted to find out now. Why not give him a little help?

She opened her eyes and gave him her sweetest puppy dog face. “Are you going to orgasm soon?”

“Y… yeah.” Luke said, his thrusts getting harder. “Can I… do it inside of you?”

She lifted her short legs and wrapped them around his waist, squeezing his midsection as she tried and failed to touch her toes together behind his back. This was the final part. The part everyone seemed to like the most. And for some reason, something deep in the back of her mind told her that there was no way he she could let him pull out. “Squirt in me.”

Luke moaned and started slamming her hips harder than ever. “Holy fuck...”

Pleasure wracked the preteen puppy’s pussy with each wet, sloppy thrust. She was being stretched to her absolute limit, perhaps even beyond it, but any pain that she might have felt was being completely blocked out by the mix of adrenaline and lust pumping through her veins. She looked down at their penetration, her puffy canine vulva stretching away from her body every time Luke pulled back, before his thrust shoved it back into her body.

Luke’s breathing sped up. His thrusts became a staccato. His face squeezed into a grimace. “Fuck… I’m gonna… fuck!” He gasped, groaned, damn near shouted, as he hilted his cock into Kenzie’s stretched cunt.

And she felt it. She felt everything. She felt Luke’s penis throbbing and pulsing against the deepest part of her tunnel. She felt her already wet vagina suddenly feel soaked. And she felt the warmth of his load as it sunk deeper into her body than even his cock did.

Kenzie had often wondered about orgasms. It was obvious when a boy was having an orgasm, but not as much when a girl did. Sometimes, when she played with herself, she felt the pleasure rise and then fall. Was that it? Was that an orgasm? She just didn’t know. But now she had a very clear answer: No.

This was an orgasm.

It started deep in her pussy, but quickly exploded like a bomb. She didn’t say anything. She just let out a soft bark as her body started convulsing. Her legs, already stretched around Luke’s torso, flexed and squeezed his hips as her back arched, pointing her flat chest toward the spinning ceiling fan. Her hands didn’t know what they were doing as they opened and closed seemingly at random, as if trying to catch something invisible. And her pussy — good God, her pussy. With each throb of Luke’s cock, it clenched in response, and with each contraction, the noise coming from her throat grew louder until it became a howl as the greatest feeling of her life overwhelmed her.

But all good things must come to an end. Luke assaulted her spade with a few more short, sharp thrusts, before the twitching stopped completely. The pulsing in Kenzie’s depths slowed,  her muscles relaxed, her voice grew silent, and she stared at the ceiling through her fogged-up glasses, breathing slowly but deeply. She could hear her own blood as her heart slammed it into her brain, moving her head with every beat. Kenzie had never fainted or blacked out before, but the tiny part of her mind that still produced coherent thought wondered if she was about to find out.

“You okay, Zoe?”

The voice snapped Kenzie out of her trance. Her head flopped to the side and her tongue slid out of her mouth. She didn’t have a good answer. She didn’t think feelings like that were possible. No wonder everyone seemed to just lie there just after orgasm. It didn’t feel possible to do anything else. But she was a strong girl. Sex was overwhelming, but she could handle it! She looked up at Luke and nodded. “I think so.”

Luke closed his eyes and sighed. “I can’t believe I just fucked an elementary schooler…”

“You liked it, didn’t you?” Kenzie said with a little giggle.

Luke reached down and rubbed his hand over her chest again, finding her nipples under her thick fur and rubbing circles around them. “I think you did, too.”

Of course she did. Sex was incredible. No wonder all those adults seemed to like it so much.

And with that, Kenzie Birch tipped over the point of no return. Any intellectual curiosity she had about sex became secondary to the raw pleasure. She wouldn’t stop. She couldn’t stop.

Luke began pulling his now half-soft cock out, and Kenzie’s vagina quickly returned to its original, unstretched shape, the cum squelching inside of her as it did so. Some even got squished into her cervix — a cervix that would soon become eager to receive as many loads as it could. The deer’s dick slid out the rest of the way, and the entrance to her most special part sealed up. Well, for a moment. She yipped as an unexpected shock of pressure and pleasure hit her vulva.

“Fuck man...” Luke whispered as he squished the canine kid’s puffy lips between his fingers and thumb. His thick, pearlescent semen oozed out of her in blobs, and she reached down and scooped up some of it, then brought it to her nose and sniffed. It smelled almost like… the swimming pool? That’s not what she expected. A strange thought crossed her mind, and she raised her fingers to her lips.

“You’re not gonna...”

Oh, she was. She plunged her fingers into her mouth and twisted her tongue around them, spreading the deer’s load around her mouth. The taste was definitely not delicious. It was actually kind of gross. But there was something about it that made her body tingle. Now his cum was inside of her on two ends.

But, as she shifted her legs and felt his sticky sperm squish inside of her pussy, she got this deep sense, articulated not in thought but pure feeling, that it belonged down there.

Luke groaned and put his head in his hands. “Man, what the fuck am I doing? How old are you again?”

“Eleven.”

“Like hell you are. Where does an eleven year old learn to do all this?”

She stretched and rolled onto her side. The cum slid down her tunnel as she turned, spreading that wet feeling deep inside. Oh, she could get used to that. “Um... the internet.”

“Fucking ridiculous…” Luke sat back on the bed and grabbed his antlers. “Fuck!”

Kenzie looked up at him. Why was he acting like this all of a sudden? “Luke, are you okay?”

“I’m so stupid…” The deer looked back and forth, like he was trying to find an escape route. “If your parents see cum in your panties when they do the laundry, I’m so fucking dead. We need to clean you out.”

And with that dose of reality, that the logical part of her brain that had been drowned out by the horny part started to take a little control back. Luke wouldn’t be the only one who would be dead! She covered her pussy with her hand as she stood up, and Luke extended his neck toward the bed like he was trying to see a tiny bug.

“Okay, good, none of it dripped onto your sheets. Good, good, good good good.” His voice shook with each word. “Come on, where’s your bathroom? Don’t let any drip onto the floor.”

Kenzie led him there. The deer’s breathing got heavier and faster, almost in the same way it did when he had his orgasm. She went to the toilet, but her grabbed her wrist.

“No, no, you gotta get it out of your fur, too, or it’ll still stain your underwear.”

“Oh, right —”

Luke pointed at the tub. “Get in there. Squeeze it out. Don’t get out until you’re totally clean, okay? Please? Can you please promise you won’t?

“Okay — ”

“Good. I have to go. I can’t be seen here.” He turned and speed-walked out of the bathroom. The last thing Kenzie heard him say was, “Oh my god, what the fuck am I doing?” as his voice faded away.

Kenzie stood there, stupefied by Luke’s sudden meltdown. A little bit of her own anxiety twisted in her stomach, but she had a job to do. She waddled, hand still under her spade, and sat down in the bathtub. As she leaned forward and looked at her messy pussy, it really hit her. Wow, she actually did that. And she actually liked it. She liked it so much that she wanted to do it again. After poking at the cum for a few seconds, she put her fingers on the sides of her vulva and spread. She could see more of it pooling at her entrance, so she pushed. Globs of the deer’s load gushed out of her cunt, sliding down her glutes and into her tail. She knew from those porn videos how much boys could ejaculate, but seeing it come out of her body made her gave her stomach excited butterflies. She pushed again, and this time, much less bubbled out. After a few more empty squeezes, she stopped and stared at her puffy cunt. There was just something about the way the translucent sperm glazed her pussy that enraptured her. She opened her hand, letting her hole snap shut, then rubbed circles around her labia, spreading Luke’s cum around until it covered her whole cunt before stuffing two fingers back into her pussy. God, it had never felt so slippery inside before. She curled the tips of her fingers along the base of her tunnel, scraping up a layer of cum that she couldn’t push out, then yanked it out and stared at the blob, squishing and stretching it between her fingers and —

The logical, worried part of her brain that had been trying to wrestle control back finally broke through, and a panic hit her. She let a complete stranger into her house — her parents house — then had sex with him. If Mom ever found out, she’d be grounded for the rest of her life! She’d never touch a phone ever again! Oh no, what if they could smell Luke? She whined a little and turned on the water. She had to get clean. She slid under the faucet, then yelped and shot back when the still-cold splashed her sensitive spade. Calm down, Kenzie. Remember what Mrs. Warren always says. One step at a time. One step at a time. She tested the water with her paw, and when it was warm, she put in the stopper and took a bath, trying to stay as calm as she could — which was not very calm at all. Her heart pounded as she scrubbed the cum out of her tail. Eventually, she felt like she was clean enough, so she stood up, water pouring from her thick fur, then put up the shower curtain and shook off before toweling dry.

“Oh, no, no, no.” Kenzie whimpered as she ran, still naked, into her bedroom. She took a deep whiff. It didn’t smell different to her. Was her nose just used to Luke’s scent? She wasn’t going to take a risk, so she quickly put her clothes back on, then ran back to the bathroom, grabbed some scent freshener from under the sink, and sprayed it around her room. She sprayed and sprayed and sprayed until the room smelled like a sickening nothing. Was that good enough? She grabbed her bedsheet and pulled it back over the corner of her mattress, then yanked her window open. A chilly gust blew in, but being a bit cold was better than being killed by her parents. She paced around her house, checking to make sure Luke didn’t leave the door open or something. Would they be able to smell him in the hallways? Maybe a little scent freshener would help there, too...

Kenzie spent the rest of the day in a low-grade panic. She tried to sit on her bed and use her phone, but her mind always went back to the chat apps she used to talk to guys, and it made her feel sick. Every five minutes or so, she’d pace up and down the hallway, trying to think if there was anything obvious that would give her away. She’d peek out the window, seeing if her parents’ car was back. Then run back to her room. Then run back to the living room. And back and forth again. As the sun went down, she recited excuses to herself. She thought up believable lies. Then she paced some more, not bothering to turn the lights on when the house got dark.

And then a light shone through the front window. She looked out the window to see her parents’ red car pulling into the driveway. Her stomach, already a rockslide of anxiety, filled to the top with boulders, and she dashed back into her room and fell backwards onto her bed, lying like a plank of wood. The front door opened. Her heart quickened. Footsteps. Her heart pounded. Voices. Her heart crashed against her ribs, trying to break free. Then came a knock at the door.

“Yes?” Kenzie asked, her voice squeaking as she tried to sound normal.

“Can I come in?” It was Mom.

“Okay.” Kenzie’s voice shook, and when her door opened, she felt like she swallowed a bone.

As soon as she stuck her face into the room, her mom scrunched her face up, baring her teeth. “Ugh! Why’s it smell like chemicals in here? And why’s your window wide open? It’s close to freezing out there!”

“My… my room was stinky, so I looked around and, uh…” Kenzie turned away so she could swallow without her mother seeing. “I found some old food that was going bad, so I opened the window and used the smell spray.”

“We’re not paying to heat the back yard!” Her mother walked into the room and toward the window.

Kenzie tensed up even tighter. She was so scared Mom would see something, smell something, maybe even touch something that would give everything away, but her mother just pulled the window shut and locked it.

“Doesn’t even smell like anything rotting in here…” Mom mumbled as she turned around.

“Oh!” Kenzie’s voice squeaked. She looked away and gulped, trying to get her throat to open up. “Oh, I found it at lunch, so maybe —“

“Oh my god, Kenzie, you’ve had your window open for over six hours?”

“Sorry.” Kenzie looked down, but on the inside, she was daring to hope. Was she going to get out of this without Mom suspecting anything?

Her mother sighed. “Next time you spill something, just clean it up like normal and let the smell go away on its own, okay? You don’t need to use half a can of scent masker.”

Kenzie’s heart sped up. She was getting out of this! “Oh… okay,” she said, trying to sound at least a little sad as she pushed her hips against the bed to keep her tail from wagging.  “I’ll do it right next time.” Mom always liked hearing that more than ‘sorry’ over and over again.

Her mother smiled and walked back toward the hallway. “Did you have a snack today?”

Kenzie’s stomach gurgled. “Oh, no, I haven’t eaten since lunch.” Not a lie this time. Between the anticipation of waiting for Luke and the terror of getting busted, her stomach had no room for food. But now that she was pretty sure everything was going to be okay, there was a gaping emptiness in her stomach where all the anxiety used to be.

“Well, come on into the kitchen. Dad and I got carnitas.”

Kenzie launched herself off the bed, propelled by relief, hunger, and the knowledge that her favorite food in the whole world was waiting for her. “Oh boy!” She ran past her mother, letting her tail swing back and forth, and into the kitchen.

Days passed, and while Kenzie held on to some fear that something would give everything away, her parents never did find out. Or if they did, they didn’t say anything, and Kenzie knew her parents well enough to know that they would have said something. Before she knew it, Kenzie was back to her normal self.

Her horny self.

Still, her days of nervous reflection taught her two things. First, she shouldn’t invite strangers from the internet over, no matter how horny she was. She could have been hurt! Second, she really, really liked sex.

She never did hear from Luke again. She tried sending him another message, but his account was gone. And the thought of meeting guys online to trade pictures with didn’t excite her if she couldn’t invite them over for sex. Anything short of the real thing wasn’t good enough for her anymore.

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