The following story has yiff in it, which you probably expected since I don't know how else you got to it other than a naughty website unless someone stole this story and posted it elsewhere (in that case fuck you stealing people). If you are under the age of 18 (or whatever the legal age of reading porn is where you are) then you should not read it because you'll get in trouble if you do. I know this won't stop anyone but at least i won't be held accountable (Yay)

Story Written by Jake Brian Purplecat

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Don't Change! - Chapter 2

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	Downwards our hero walked in the underground tunnels. He had to keep his space suit's light on a low setting worried about someone else catching him. Luckily for him all of the thieves were busy in their base that he was heading towards.

	“Vince.”

	He reached an opening to a large cave that the criminals seemed to set up as their home. Leaning himself against the wall he peered around the corner trying to access the area. 

	“Vince.”

	Everything depended on the next couple of seconds. Grabbing his blaster off of his belt the hero knew that one wrong move and he'd not only let the thieves get away with their crimes but also might become their prisoner. If not an even worse fate. He whipped around the corner and

	“Vince it's dinner time!”

	With that Vince put down his book and looked up at the female bat. “Can I just finish this chapter Viv? I'm really close I swear.” She shook her head. “I don't want to risk you getting sucked into the next chapter or the one after that, so downstairs now, orders from Mom and Dad. Besides you can always pick it back up afterwards.”
	After putting a bookmark on the page he was at the mouse followed his friend to the dining room. Vince's Godparents liked to make sure dinner was always a time for the whole family to get together, and so he couldn't read at the table. 
	“So, what's new with you kids? Any school events coming up?” Dad asked once Vince finally sat down. Normally he had his nose in a book so he wasn't up to date with things that went on in the school but today he remembered noticing something. “Well in the library they were printing up posters to advertise for the Prom.”
	Hearing this took so much of their attention that they practically forgot that they were in the middle of eating. “When is it?” “You're planning on going right?” “We've got to look into the price of a tux.” “Do you know who you're asking out?”
	“Guys, relax there's plenty of time before the prom actually gets here.” Vince stuffed his face a little after he said this, not wanting to say out loud that he wasn't exactly planning on going anyway. Even if a girl would be willing to go to it with him it wasn't something that seemed like fun. Maybe the dancing part would be alright but the high school social aspects and the almost certainty that the punch would get spiked at some point were turnoffs.
	Vivian probably figured what was going through his mind and backed up her parents on the subject. “It doesn't hurt to at least think about who to take. I'm sure you'll end up being glad you went.” He nodded at his friend not having an argument against that. “I'll think it over.”

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	The next couple of days news of the prom spread fast. Even with having his nose in a book as much as he did Vince couldn't help but over hear guys talking about which girls they were thinking of asking out, or the girls fantasizing about how magical of a night it'd be. 
	With all the reminders it just bothered him more that he couldn't think of someone to ask out. Most of the girls he knew were acquaintances at best and generally didn't interest him that much. More than half of the ones he was closer to than that were graduated from high school by now and were moved out to college or planning on it so were probably too busy for something like a dance at a school they weren't in anymore. Maybe his friend Sam could help him think of a good girl.
	A strong slap on the back during lunch brought him out of his thoughts. “Hey, how's your day going so far?” Vivian sat down next to him with a friendly smile. “Well since you and our parents ganged up on me about the prom thing I've been better, not like I know a lot of girls.” 
	Then a thought struck him. Vivian was a girl. Sure she looked like her gender, no mistaking her for a guy at all. When it came to her personality though she was very much a tomboy. Watching action flicks and playing in the mud came to her more naturally than it did to most guys. She's been in a good number of fights (most of them dealing with someone bullying him or some other kid) and only lost one or two. She probably hasn't even worn a dress or skirt in over a decade. 
	All of that was fine with Vince. It made their friendship a bit of a yin and yang, the good kind where they balanced each other out in terms of their weaknesses and strengths. For a moment he wondered why he hadn't yet thought of asking her out.
	“Didn't want to pressure you too bad Bro, but it's our senior year of high school and this is your last chance to go to a dance. I'm sure whoever you ask will be glad to accept.” Ah, right. It slipped his mind for that moment that they were practically family. Even if he was able to just see her as his friend instead of someone he grew up in the same house as, if she only saw him as a 'brother' then asking her out would be super awkward.
	“It's cool. Could you let Mom and Dad know I'm heading over to Oliver's tonight? I could probably get some good advice from him and Sam.” 

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	At first during the visit Vince didn't bring up the prom because he wasn't sure how to do so exactly. It was easy to get caught up in just hanging out with old friends. By the time he figured out that there wouldn't be any easy way to ask about it he got even more distracted by the fact Sam put in a horror movie for them to watch.
	Both of his friends were a little bit older than him, enough to be graduated. It made him feel so much younger, a feeling that would probably be worse if Sam actually got into a college yet. The age gap was smaller than it felt, he knew and was telling himself, they were his friends and would help him out anyway.
	“So prom is coming up, and I was wondering who I should ask out.” In the horror movie on screen the music was building up in intensity. “Why are you planning on going if you don't have anyone in mind?” “Well my parents really want me to go to it Ollie. Plus who knows, I might actually enjoy it a little.”
	Shadows in the edges of vision on the screen, the monster was about to strike. Suddenly terrible things were happening and the boys both cringed and looked away. “You guys really can't handle this stuff huh?”
	Vince huffed a bit. “It was just a little startling. I'm fine.” Sam rolled her eyes at this. “Please, if horror movies were alcohol you two would be passed out drunk like 10 minutes ago. Oh, and why don't you just ask out Vivian? You're like the same grade right?”
	So it wasn't just him that had thought of this. He shifted a bit on the couch, saw some more gore on screen and quickly glanced away again. “But we're practically siblings. That would be weird wouldn't it?”
	Since this time his gaze to avoid looking at the TV was toward his friends he could see the look on their faces as if he had said something stupid. “You remember who we are right? We told you months ago that we started dating. We're ACTUALLY brother and sister and that doesn't bother us.” 
	“Ok that's a decent point. But what if she says no?” Oliver put a paw on his shoulder. “Don't focus on that too much. If it happens it happens but what's important is that you ask.”
	“How would you know exactly? Didn't you guys say that Sam made the first move?” Vince said jokingly. “Well then take it from me, ask her out already. If you don't then I'll ask for you, and that'll make me responsible for two relationships.” Sam joked back, but with a gleam of seriousness in her eye. “Alright Alright I'll do it.”

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	Planning to do something and doing it are very different things. Several days had gone by and he was no closer to having the courage to ask out his friend. At this point he was scared that Sam was going to live up to her promise of asking for him.
	This was a new day he told himself. The morning had just started and he had plenty of time to mentally prepare. After a nice relaxing shower perhaps he could even do it before school started. Reaching the bathroom he noticed Mom putting on some makeup so he'd have to wait a while before he could wash up.
	Wait he thought, Mom always uses the bathroom attached to the parent's room. The person using the hallway bathroom mirror to apply makeup was Vivian. Apparently with a dress on she was a pretty close match for her mother. 
	“Hey Viv. What're you doing?” Vince was trying his best to be polite. She blushed a bit and looked over. “I'm, uh, just putting on some makeup.” She wasn't doing too bad for not really having used makeup but it was still easy to tell it wasn't on right. “You normally don't, what's the occasion?” 
	She hesitated at the question. “I want to be attractive for once.” “But you are attractive.” “Really? Well it's senior year and this is the last chance I have to go to prom. Apparently only pretty dress and makeup girls get asked out.”
	He knew that she hadn't gone to any dances or anything during high school but just figured it was her choice. It was so easy to see even friends in a vague stereotyped view, but she had a feminine side and part of that was wanting to be thought of as datable.
	“I was actually... planning on asking you out.” Unfortunately she rolled her eyes at him. “You're just saying that to be a good friend.” Great, now it looks like a pity date invitation. “I'm serious. Even if you don't believe that I was going to ask before hand then at least know that I don't want my best friend pretending to be something she's not. So will you get out of that dress and agree to go to prom with me?”
	A smirk formed on the bat's lips. “I thought getting a girl out of her dress was something that happened after the prom, not before.” “That isn't what I meant. I meant, you know, getting you back into pants.” Vince was blushing deeply at the tease. “Into whose pants, Yours?” Most of the words from his mouth after that was embarrassed gibberish but she didn't seem to mind and started washing off the makeup. “Guess we'll be doing each other a favor. You got yourself a date dude.”

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	Leading all the way up to prom night Vince was worried every morning that he'd see Vivian in the bathroom getting in some girly dress	 or putting on lipstick. The thought made him sick and he was relieved every day when it didn't happen. After agreeing to go out with him it was like she never even thought of going girly. It wasn't an exact return to normal, she seemed happier in general since that day.
	Even more so when it was finally the day of the prom. Her excitement kept bubbling up to the surface every now and then. Vince was pretty excited too, he hardly read at all all day. 
	Excitement turned into nervousness as he got dressed in his tuxedo. He wondered if he felt like this before a dance then how much more nervous must people get on their wedding days? Why was he thinking about weddings right now?
	With a deep breath to try and relax himself he walked out of his room and downstairs. Waiting for him in the living room was his date in a tuxedo of her own. He was a little surprised at first, but what did he expect? Besides she looked pretty good in it.
	Her parents took some pictures of them together like parents typically did on nights like this. When they heard about their two kids going out together there didn't seem to be much surprise. They weren't strict or anything about it either, but there was still reminders of some basic stuff like not to drink the punch. So there was definitely benefits to having your godparents be the parents of your date, if it was any other girl he'd probably be getting intimidated by the dad or something so that he wouldn't try any funny business. 
	Vince wondered if it was more awkward to have full approval from a girl's parents instead of being sorta scared of them.

	The school auditorium was decorated like a dance should be. It wasn't as cram packed as either of them expected but there was still plenty of other people. “You know, we might get mistaken for a gay couple.” The mouse teased his date. “If we do at least it's obvious who's the pitcher and who's the catcher.” She said smiling to him. 
	It was still early in the party and only a handful of couples were dancing. Vivian walked towards the dance floor keeping a hold of Vince's paw. “How about we help start up the fun?” “Sure, I'd love to dance.” “Great. Don't worry if they put on a slow song, I'll lead.”

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	The night was long, and it wasn't over yet. The two friends were back home after hours of dancing and conversation. Vince was glad that his parents insisted that he went to it, but it wasn't the prom as much as who he went with that he enjoyed. 
	As he went into his room to get out of his tuxedo he was followed in by Vivian. “Do you need anything Viv? I was just about to change.” “Of course I need something, any good prom experience doesn't stop when you leave the school.” She smirked and groped at his ass playfully. 
	The mouse boy jumped and got nervous not expecting things to move this quickly. “Sorry if I made you uncomfortable.” She moved her hand away from him, but he grabbed it before she could turn to the door. “You just surprised me. I wasn't even thinking about sex tonight, but if it's with you I guess I'd be ok with being a little slutty on the first date.” 
	He smiled awkwardly to her, and her smile returned. Suddenly she shoved him onto the bed and started taking his tux off. “Good. I'll make sure you remember this night cutie.” Soon he had nothing on but his socks. Vivian's paw grasped his cock and rubbed it harder than Vince had ever done during any masturbation session. He moaned out and gripped on the bedsheets. 
	This went on for a while as she enjoyed watching her date squirm. “Oh Viv! I'm going to blow!” With that she immediately let go, leaving his boner to cool down. He started to whine about the sudden stop but was silenced with a deep kiss. They had already shared several kisses earlier in the night but they both savored this one like it was their first. 
	Getting off the bed Vivian went to work getting herself naked as well. For a few moments she enjoyed Vince's eyes going all over her body. Then she moved back towards him, forcing him to lay on his back before positioning herself over his mouth. Without being told what to do he started licking at her.
	“So obedient, I'm already looking forward to the second date.” She leaned forward over his body and traced around his cock with a finger lightly. Hearing a light moan from underneath her she kept on teasing his shaft gently as she plotted what to do to him next.

	Vince had completely lost track of time. He couldn't tell if it had been thirty minutes or hours that they had been going at it so far and still he hadn't been able to cum yet. Sure he came close a couple of times but then she slowed or stopped again to deny him. 
	For the most part he couldn't complain since he was enjoying every second of it. Between the pawing-off sessions, making out, tongue baths to his cock and balls, and even getting his ass fingered, it felt like he was in the middle of a smut story like he'd read online as any horny teenage bookworm with internet almost certainly has gone through a million of.
	Apparently Vivian had just realized how long she had been teasing him and moved onto his lap, grinding her lower lips against his shaft. The two started kissing again as she lowered herself onto his cock. Only their lips pressing against each other muffed their moans.
	Their paws groped each other's bodies. Her riding got faster and wilder with each passing second. Vince felt her biting on his lip lightly. He wasn't able to hold back any longer. Thrusting into her to match her movements he started cumming inside.
	Both of them started slowing down once he had finished. He panted and hugged her tight, and she returned the embrace. “T-that was one hell of a first time.” The two of them pulled away enough from the hug to look into each other's eyes and she nodded. “Agreed. Think you'd wanna go a second time tonight after a little rest? We'll skip straight to the pussy fucking part, I won't tease you any more tonight.” He gave her a soft kiss before replying. “As long as you promise to tease me on the second date. As long as we eventually get to the regular fucking it's kinda fun foreplay to be edged like that.” Vivian smirked at him. “Wow, you're more submissive than I expected. Got yourself a deal.” With that said they kissed and cuddled some more, followed by another session of humping. The second of many that they would enjoy that night.

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	Morning came at some point and Vince and Vivian woke up to find themselves in bed together. It was a pleasant surprise for a few seconds until morning amnesia wore off and they remembered the night before, making it just pleasant. Vivian went out of the room first, and Vince tried to wait a good amount of time after her both of them hoping not to be noticed coming out of the same room by their parents.
	The mouse was second to use the shower and to come downstairs for breakfast. At first it seemed they managed to not be found out. That hope was dashed as the teens noticed a knowing smile forming on Mom's face. “So kids, did you enjoy the dance last night?” Vince poked at his food with a fork focusing on that as he answered. “It was nice. Only liked half of the songs they played, the DJ has questionable music preferences.” 
	“Well at least you liked half of them.” “True, plus the important thing is that I really liked the girl I went with.” Vivian playfully punched him in the shoulder. “I liked the guy that took me, even if I did have more testosterone than him.” “Maybe I like chicks that are manlier than me.” “That's more than a maybe, you practically begged me to keep being a tomboy. I'm glad too, that you let me know I didn't have to change to be loved.”
	An interrupting cough from her Dad reminded them that their parents were still at the table with them. “Speaking of 'being loved', we heard you going at it last night. Congrats.” Even Vivian looked away from him feeling embarrassed at having been caught. Mom was next to say something that would catch them off guard. “We're really happy for you two. I have to ask though, did you remember to use protection or are we going to have to get some pregnancy tests?” 
	Vince and Viv glanced at each other awkwardly. “... Pregnancy tests. Sorry.” Mom put a reassuring paw on her shoulder. “The question was just so we knew how to go about it. Of course we'd help you with the baby, if there is one that is, until you got through schooling. Plus it's not like some random punk knocked you up, even if we didn't raise you ourselves we know you're a good kid Vince.” He blushed a bit as she turned to him mid-sentence. The thought of a baby hadn't crossed his mind until she brought it up but he was the good guy kind of person that would stick around. In fact he kind of liked the idea, but hoping a little bit maybe the having a kid with his new girlfriend could be postponed until after highschool graduation if she wasn't with child from last night. 
	“And besides, we can't really say anything bad about you having gone condom-less when we did exactly that when we were your age. Hell we were sorta surprised that the DNA tests showed me as your father Viv after all the barebacks mom went with my brothers and cousins.” The rest of them blushed, even his wife but her smiled suggested she'd have been just as willing to tell this story. “Daaaaad!” “Oh Viv, I love your mom and would have married her and raised you even if you were their kid instead of mine.” “That wasn't what I was whining about, you pervert.” He chuckled a bit. “Oh right, sorry. Forgot you kids might not be into listening about your parent's sex life. But if you ever want to hear some stories and maybe get some inspiration or just curious, you can always ask and we'll be glad to share.” 
	Vivian and Vince shared a look doubting that would happen any time soon. They hardly noticed that already their inner thoughts went from never wanting to hear from not soon. Between how open and understanding their parents were about this sort of thing, and their own perverseness and hormones, they would be asking for a sexual story time sooner than they would have guessed.