Warning: this story contains scenes of Penectomy (the removal of the penis) and has scenes which are of a straight sexual nature. Scenes exist in non-consensual situations. If you don’t like any of this, please close the document now.

It was a frosty early December night, and the air was icy cold. Frost clung to windows, sparkling in the faint light of the moon. The streets were quiet with the only sound being the occasional crunch of footsteps on the frozen pavements. 
Strings of Christmas lights were hung from rooftops, glowing and giving the neighbourhood a soft, cosy feel. Every now and then a gentle cloud of warm breath would rise from a passerby – fading into the chilly air.  
Inside Gabe’s apartment, it was a completely different world. The small space was warm and bright, with soft Christmas lights wrapped around a small tree in the corner. The tree wasn’t much – just a few feet tall – but Gabe had decorated it as best he could with bright baubles and tinsel – along with the all-important fox themed decorations. 
Gabe, a fox with the usual red fur with a white muzzle and soft white fur which ran down his throat to his chest, stretched out on his couch, one leg hanging off to the side. He was wearing a loose green hoodie which, frankly, had seen better days and a pair of grey sweatpants. 
His ears occasionally twitched, catching the faint sounds from the TV where a Christmas movie was playing quietly in the background. Not that he was watching it of coarse – he was looking over the notepad on his lap. Next to him on the small cabinet next to the chair arm was a mug of steaming mulled wine, its spiced scent making the room seem all the more Christmasy. 
“Okay…” he said quietly “So, Abby’s done - got her the baking kit. Sam’s good with the puzzle set.” He grinned to himself putting a tick at the side of each of their names. 
When he got to his dad’s name, he paused. A grin crossing his muzzle as he wrote ‘Prank box + Coupons’. He giggled quietly imagining his dad’s reaction to being covered in glitter. He always enjoyed adding a bit of fun to the gifts he gave – whether they tended to like it or not! 
His list was nearly finished, and as he thought about tomorrow he couldn’t help but feel a little bit giddy. 
“Tomorrow’s gonna be fun” he said to himself, setting the notepad and pen to the side. His eyes glanced towards the Christmas tree as he took a long sip from his mug. Outside the frost sparkled in the glow from the colourful lights in his room – and everything felt Christmasy.
As he finished his mulled wine, he picked up the tv remote and turned the tv off – the room becoming dimmer as just the twinkling lights of the Christmas tree kept it lit. He stood up and padded into his bedroom, closing the door behind him and pulling his hoodie off over his head. 
‘Time for bed’ he thought to himself as he slipped his sweatpants down along with bis boxer shorts – standing there naked now. He looked at himself in his full-length mirror; a lean youthful looking fox staring back at him with a cute uncut dick which flopped lazily over his white soft pouch of balls. ‘Maybe this time next year I will get to go to bed with someone… Maybe a cute girl... maybe a cute guy... but someone to snuggle up to. That’d be the only thing that could make all this better.’ He thought as he got into bed. 
He picked up his phone and started having a flick through his social media. Abby had apparently already got her Christmas presents and was wrapping them… she’d posted a message saying, "Why do I always run out of tape RIGHT when I need it most?!" To which he replied with ‘Hot glue gun Abby! Next level wrapping chaos!’ along side a present emoji and a fire emoji. 
After posting a number of other silly replies and snickering at more messages, he finally sets his phone down onto the bedside cabinet and sighs happily, looking up at the ceiling, letting his mind wander a little… back to having a partner again. 
‘What if it was a girl… that would be hot…’ he thought, since he usually thought guys were more into him than girls, but he liked both equally. He moved his hand down to his floppy dick, teasing at the tip of his foreskin as he closed his eyes imagining a cute cat girl in front of him being all adorable and taking his hand – guiding it to her boobs, all hidden behind a Christmas t-shirt... 
His foxhood started to firm up in his hands, as he teased himself, rubbing his hand gently up and down the semi, feeling the silky foreskin roll slowly back over the sensitive head hidden inside… 
He moaned quietly to himself… ‘Fuck... my dick would be all hers too... she could ride it as hard as she wanted…’ he thought – his dick now at its full six inches, twitching to his heartbeat in his hand, the foreskin rolled back just a little in its hardened state, the tip of the head peeking out with a small bead of pre escaping. 
He was actually quite protective about his dick, he’d never been the kind of guy to show it off to anyone, as confident as he usually was. He used the stalls in the restrooms to avoid people looking, and though he liked wearing sweatpants, he was always conscious of going out in public in them, as they tended to reveal a bulge – whereas jeans would at least mask it – to a degree… So the idea of some girl, having full access, whenever she wanted was both exciting and scary at the same time.
He knew he wasn’t going to make himself cum... he was trying to be good, trying to not jerk off as much… He’d heard of ‘No Nut November’ and thought ‘Nah. No need to be that crazy!’ but it had made him think maybe he was jerking off a little too much, given his usual five times a day deal he had going on… So, although it was December now – he was going to reduce the amount of jerking off he was doing. The problem was that he found himself constantly getting horny as heck – thinking about scenarios just like this one. 
He started to rub his hand up and down his eager length, knowing he could probably hit the ceiling if he shot his load now... it had been four days since he had let himself cum, and boy could he feel it…
He panted lightly, feeling his climax building. He adjusted his hand movements to just the slightest of movements, holding his dick with just finger and thumb on the underside and top of his foreskin that was rolled back halfway over the head… just gently moving it up and down a tiny amount, holding himself right on the edge… 
He loved edging himself… In a way, he found it almost as good as cumming, but it lasted longer. He kept teasing himself, holding himself right there on the edge, his dick hard as a rock, his hand barely moving, and pausing just now and then to prevent him from going that bit too far. He found himself having to stop thinking about that cat girl, as by this point, he knew even if he wasn’t touching himself, he could think himself over the edge…
After half an hour of edging, he finally, reluctantly let go of his tortured length… watching it twitch and bounce as the feelings of being so close slowly retreated… “Fffuuck...” he said quietly to himself as he panted … ‘Tomorrow maybe... Tomorrow, I’ll treat myself to shooting. Christmas shopping... Coffee... Cum.’ He thought, summarising his plans for tomorrow as he finally turned over onto his side, the head of his dick flopping onto the cold bedsheets, and slowly drifting off to sleep thinking about the next day’s Christmas shopping. 

A shrill noise and buzz came from the bedside table as his phone started slowly buzzing its way towards him. Gabe groaned, his hand reaching out to grab it from under the covers, fumbling blindly until he managed to shut it up. 
For a moment he laid there, in the cosy cocoon of his blankets, his dick as hard as a rock as it is every morning as of late… ‘Ugh… why didn’t I disable my alarm today…. I’m not working today …” he said turning over and staring at the wall...
Gabe worked at a local café about a ten-minute walk from his apartment. He was known as the fox of chaos to those he worked with – since he brought a crazy vibe to the place, usually causing some kind of calamity with his mischief – but at the same time being extremely skilled at what he did. His ability to do some of the most amazing latte art always impressing the customers, as well as his boss. 
But, as he stared at the wall, he knew he may as well use the extra time to get up and … his thoughts were cut off as his alarm started going off again – buzzing and screeching…
Apparently, he realised, he had only snoozed it. And then - it fell down the side of his bed between it and the bedside cabinet.
“UUUGGHH!” he growled before spinning over and trying to wedge his hand down between the bed and cabinet painfully, only to realise this wasn’t going to work and he was going to have to reach under the bed.
He managed to retrieve his phone eventually and was now well and truly awake. 
He threw back the blankets, sitting on the edge of his bed and stretched his arms up above his head and picked his feet up off the floor in front of him. His fur was slightly scruffy, but then that never really bothered him. That was simply – him. 
He stood up, glancing out at the frosty scene out of his bedroom window and wandered over to his wardrobe, having a look inside to get out a pair of jeans he could wear to the mall… But – there weren’t any. ‘Ah fudge.’ He thought, realising he needed to do his laundry… The only pants he had to put on today, were the grey sweatpants he’d been wearing yesterday evening… 
He pulled on some fresh boxershorts, his dick still being awkwardly hard as he tucked it in, then pulled up his sweatpants. Next, he reached into his wardrobe and pulled on a thick, soft grey hoodie to match his sweatpants and grabbed his favourite red and black plaid scarf – wrapping it snugly round his neck. 
After running his hand through his headfluff to straighten it just enough, he headed to the kitchen where his coffee pot had made coffee for his workday, that wasn’t happening. He switched it off, pouring himself a cup, adding milk and sugar and sorted himself some toast, munching on it while looking at the shopping list he’d prepared. 
“Alright..” he said to himself “Abby’s baking kit, Sam’s puzzle thing, Dad’s glitter bomb… and Mum’s candles… OH and…” he said writing something else down “leather-bound journal for Uncle Steve. Let’s do this!” 
With his scarf fluffed up just right and his coat zipped up, Gabe grabbed his bag and headed for the door. 
The cold air hit him as soon as he stepped outside, but with the day he’d got planned, nothing was going to get him cold today.  
It was only a short walk to the bus stop, and it seemed to be his lucky day – as the bus pulled up just as he got there. 
He stepped onboard, scanned his card and went to sit down. The bus was nearly full, the hum of quiet conversations and rustles of shopping bags filling the warm humid air. The windows of the bus were misted up, so it was only through the front, looking down the bus that anyone could really see where they were.
He pulled out his phone, idly scrolling through his social media – which was filled with friends posting photos of their Christmas trees and pets wearing Christmas hats… One of his friends had posted a photo of an overly ambitious gingerbread house. He had to reply to this one; “That’s not a house, it’s a structural engineering project! You gone into property development!?” 
The bus jerked to a stop, jolting him from his scrolling. He glanced up to spot they were almost at the mall. He slipped his phone back into his pocket and watched as the mall started coming into view. 
The bus pulled up and he hopped off, walking through the main entrance – with the sounds of Christmas music and crowds of people spilling out to greet him. The warmth of the mall enveloped him and along with it came the scents of cinnamon, pine and a faint smell of pretzels coming from one of the nearby stalls.
Stood just a little down the thoroughfare was the famous Christmas tree that the mall put up every year. Standing three stories high decorated with enormous glittery baubles and twinkling lights.
“Alright..” Gabe said to himself, pulling his list out from his pocket “Lets make some magic happen!” 
He started to walk, weaving his way through groups of shoppers (who had decided that that spot in particular – in the middle of the thoroughfare - was theirs to block up), and making sure to take a photo of the huge tree before it was too big to be fully in frame. The chaos of Christmas shopping never phased him though, after all, he was a fairly chaotic fox.
His first stop was the puzzle store, where he quickly found the set he’d picked out for Sam. “Check” he said tucking the bag under his arm as he headed to the next shop. Abby’s baking kit was just as easy to find, and he even got it gift-wrapped which would save him wrapping it! So far, the day was off to a great start! 
He walked through the crowds and made his way into the stationary store where he found himself staring at an empty shelf. 
The spot where the leather-bound journals should have been was bare, except for a small sign reading ‘discontinued’.  He stood thinking for a moment… His uncle loved that journal – it went really well with his collection of old books, and he wrote about his travels in it… “Seriously? This is the one thing I know I cant get anywhere else...” 
One of the shop assistants nearby spotted his expression and stepped over “Looking for something specific?” she asked.
“Yeah, the leather journals. You had them last year but …” Gabe gestured to the empty shelf.
The shop assistant gave him an apologetic shrug “We stopped doing those last month. They just weren’t selling enough. Sorry about that” 
“Of course they weren’t …” Gabe said under his breath, more for himself than to her. 
The shop assistant walked off to go help another customer and Gabe sighed, glancing round to see if there was a decent alternative – when he heard a female voice from behind him.
“Let me guess...” she said, her voice hinting a mix of humour and annoyance “You were after the journals too?” 
Gabe turned round to see a vixen, around his age standing a few feet away, with a similar expression of annoyance on her face. She was sleek with her orange red fur brushed neatly, and her coat buttoned snuggly up. Her blue eyes held a sharp curious sparkle though as she looked at him.
“Busted,” Gabe replied, glancing over at the attendant across the shop and back to the vixen “You were hoping they’d have a few stashed away in the back?” 
“Something like that.” she said smirking “I’ve been coming in all week, but until today – the sign said ‘out of stock’ AND… Until today little miss ‘didn’t sell enough’ had failed to give me that information” 
“I guess we are both out of luck then huh.” Gabe said looking round 
“Well, good luck finding a replacement” the vixen said, her smile widening a little “I’m Nikki, by the way.” she said 
“Gabe.” He replied smiling back “And yeah, you too. Let me know if you find a magical solution!” 
Nikki snickered quietly then turned to head out of the store “Don’t hold your breath!” 
He watched her walking away – she was confident, sharp and had a way of making even frustrating moments feel a little less serious... but he shook his head and turned his head back to the shelves, muttering “Back to the drawing board...” 
What he didn’t notice, however, was that Nikki didn’t leave the shop entirely. She lingered near the entrance, glancing back in at him several times before slipping into the crowd outside. She liked the look of that fox boy, with his tantalising soft bulge on display in his grey sweatpants… After all, guys don’t wear grey sweatpants if they don’t want to be noticed…  The game was on. 
Gabe moved on – the next shop was a small boutique specializing in scented candles and handmade crafts. The cozy store smelled of pine, cinnamon all mixed together with fruits. It didn’t take him long to find a nice set of candles packaged in a pretty box. He grinned as he brought it to the counter, glad to be able to check another item off his list. 
Outside the shop, Nikki lingered, leaning casually against a railing in the background, pretending to scroll through her phone. Her ears perked as Gabe exited the boutique with his array of bags ever increasing. She followed him again, careful to keep her distance but always keeping him in sight as best she could in the crowds. 
After one last stop at a quirky gadget shop to get the glitter bomb he needed for his dad’s gift, he turned back towards the large Christmas tree. “That’s the last big present done...” he said to himself as he glanced at the beachball sized baubles.
The smell of roasted chestnuts and sugary cinnamon buns wafted through the air, and his stomach let out a growl. “Coffee time!” he thought, shifting his bags into one hand and heading towards the café near the tree’s base. 
Nikki followed a short distance behind, a sly smile spreading over her muzzle as she watched him disappear inside. She paused for a moment, then stepped inside as well.
Gabe had got himself a good old festive favourite; a gingerbread latte, with extra whipped cream and cinnamon sugar sprinkled on top because, why not? 
He found a small table near the window looking out at the street of the mall, setting his bags down with a satisfied sigh. He leaned back in the chair, sipping the sweet, spiced coffee and relaxing a little for the first time all day. Out in the mall, shoppers bustle past, but the café was a pocket of calm. 
Then, a familiar voice sounded out from behind him.
“We really must stop meeting like this.” Nikki said with a slight laugh
Gabe turned to see her holding a coffee, with a Christmas tree dusted on top with cocoa.
She smirked “Mind if I join you?” she asked
“Nah! That’s cool!” Gabe replied, “Nice to see you again, Nikki!”
“Same!” Nikki replied grinning “So how’s the shopping going?” 
“Not bad” Gabe said leaning back a little “Got everything except the journal. You?” 
“Still figuring it out.” Nikki admitted “But couldn’t pass up on a gingerbread latte. Looks like you have good taste too.” She said glancing at his drink
The pair laughed, and Nikki began to work her charm, seeing the fox seemed to enjoy her company and actually, she quite liked Gabe’s playful energy. They traded stories about Christmas shopping mishaps and their favourite Christmas movies – and the craziness of last-minute gift hunting. 
“So,” Nikki said after a while, her eyes twinkling “What’s next on your list?” 
“Honestly?” Gabe replied finishing the last of his coffee “Heading back to wrap this mountain of stuff and probably pass out in front of another Christmas movie. I’ll have another think about that journal.”
“Sounds like a plan.” Nikki said, leaning forward slightly “Need any help with that wrapping?” 
Gabe blinked, then smirked “You volunteering?” 
“Maybe,” Nikki said, her tone sounding playful but teasing “I’m a pro with tying things tightly… ribbons, twine… you’d be impressed.” 
“Alright!” Gabe laughed “Tell you what, come over then, and I’ll let you show off those ribbon skills. But only if you’re ready for the world’s cheesiest holiday movie marathon” 
“Deal.” Nikki said, standing up and finishing her own drink “Lead the way, foxy boy.”
So the pair headed back to Gabe’s place.

Gabe unlocked the door to his apartment “You sure about this? My wrapping skills are terrible. You might regret volunteering” he said with a grin, glancing at Nikki.
Nikki smirked “I think I can handle it. Besides, someone has to tie up the perfect little package now don’t they” 
As they stepped inside, Nikki took off her coat and scarf and looked over his pretty little Christmas tree “Not bad” she said, eyeing the slightly crooked star at the top “That’s got … character.”  
“Hey, the crooked star is an artistic choice” Gabe replied putting his bags down “And the tree being a bit of a bitch… you want a drink?” he asked 
Nikki grinned and padded over to the fox boy without any hesitation and kissed him, full speed right on the muzzle. 
Gabe went wide eyed, his tail flicking behind him as his mind raced to process what was happening. Her lips were warm and soft against his, the kiss confident and in the moment he kissed her back.. 
When Nikki pulled away, her smirk returned, and she tilted her head a little “What?” she said 
Gabe blinked “I … uh … wow…” he said, his usual quick wit having been disarmed momentarily “I uh … was just trying to work out if that means you do, or don’t want a drink” he grinned 
Nikki laughed and pushed him back against the wall gently “Oh, and yeah… I want to see all those decorations” she said moving her hands down to his crotch.
Gabe hadn’t realised, that during the kiss and during his surprise, his dick had sprung into life… tenting out his sweatpants more than obviously. As she wrapped her hands around it, he let out a quiet squeak “Oh!... uh!” 
Nikki nosed under his muzzle and nibbled at his neck fluff “I think there’s something I want from you Gabe… will you let me have it?” she asked cryptically 
Gabe moaned … his pent-up dick being teased inside his pants by her exploring hand “Y-yeah! … I guess? I … Haven’t done anything with a girl before though…” he said, his confidence beginning to melt a little 
Nikki grinned and glanced around the room, seeing the entrance into the bedroom, then, still gripping his tent, she tugged gently – leading him into the bedroom with his boner. 
Once in his bedroom he allowed the vixen to turn him so the bed was behind him, and slowly pushed him back onto it. 
Nikki grinned “Want to try making it even more interesting?” she asked 
Gabe wasn’t really sure what she was meaning, but he trusted her enough now, with her playful personality to make his first experience with a girl even more special and he nodded. “Yeah, I guess?” 
Nikki reached into the pockets in the cargo pants she was wearing, and fished out some zip-ties. 
Gabe blinked “Oh! That – much – more interesting.” He said as he allowed his wrists to be zip-tied to his bed, and his ankles zip-tied together
Nikki nodded, hopping up on the bed and straddling his legs just above his shins “lets see what this cute foxy boy has got me for Christmas huh?” she said before moving her nose down to brush against the taught soft fabric covering his hidden length inside. 
Gabe blushed deeply… last night when he had thought about having a girl with him in bed, he had thought next year … not the next night… And as his sweet scent was being sampled by the pretty fox girl on top of him, he wondered maybe if this was some kind of beginning of something much bigger … 
“Your scent is pretty strong Gabe, have you been horny for a while?” Nikki asked, slipping her fingers into his waistband and slowly slipping them forwards, bending Gabe’s dick down before it springs back up, desperate for attention. 
Gabe looked to the side slightly before looking back at her “Well… I’ve kinda been not jerking off much recently … You … may have to be careful ‘cos it’s kinda on a hair trigger.” He said awkwardly
Nikki grinned widely “Oh, well I better do something about that then shouldn’t I!” She said pulling out a couple more zip-ties from her pocket
Gabe was confused for a moment and then blinked as he watched her wrapping one right around the base of his dick, pulling it up snug… and then yelping as she pulled it as tight as it could go – it biting in, crushing the shaft of his dick as it went “OW! Uh!! … N-Nikki? That kinda hurts” 
Nikki smiled at him, looking straight into his eyes “That’s no problem, if it’s not tight enough it won’t work. We don’t want it going off, do we?” 
“I-is it supposed to hurt that much though?” He asked 
Nikki nodded “It does a bit, but it gets better.” She said wrapping another around his shaft just a little bit further up from the first, tugging that just as tight as the first.. his dick bulging a little more from the pressure inside, his foreskin slipping back a little more as the head of his dick flares under the pressure. 
“Ffffffudge that hurts..” Gabe said gritting his teeth … “Maybe … you could just uh… use it now?” 
Nikki nodded happily “Yep! That’s the plan! And with these bad boys on, there’s no need for a condom. Oh ... and one more thing” she said before pulling a strange looking silver thing - it looked like a knife - from her pocket.  
Gabe suddenly went wide eyed “Uh, Nikki? What’s that…. What … are you doing with that?” 
She smiled sweetly back at him “It’s a knife. And I’m going to take my Christmas present now!” She said moving the blade down to the bunched-up flesh between the zip ties.
“WHAT!?” Gabe cried out, his voice cracking “NO!! Fuck!! Nikki!!! What the fuck?!! H-how about we ... we stop doing this and go wrap the presents... I don’t think I want to do this now.” 
Nikki looked up at him “After you got me all worked up and hopeful?! That’s a bit selfish of you Gabe.” She said wrinkling her nose at him.
Gabe was completely silent, he didn’t know how to respond to that. It was as if this was something totally normal, and a girl had just scolded him.
Nikki smirked as her eyes went back to the fox boy’s doomed member, and made the first cut, the scalpel blade slicing cleanly through the delicate skin, burying itself deep into Gabe’s precious dick meat. 
Gabe cried out! The pain was slightly deadened from the restricted blood flow, but the pain was real – sharp and deeper than anything he’d ever felt before “NO PLEASE!!! Not my dick!” he shouted out 
Nikki ignored him as he tugged at his restraints, steadying him with both her knees either side of him as she sliced deeper still, one hand cutting – the other hand holding the tip of it, teasing her fingers over that silky foreskin that was still half shrouding the flared head. 
He couldn’t do anything but watch as she cut deeper and deeper, watching his precious dick that he’d cared so much about come looser in her hand, flopping to the side as she held it, with her hand now being the only support it had now that there wasn’t enough flesh to support it to his own body… 
And with one final slice – his dick came free in her hand. 
She brought it up to her nose, rubbing that warm flared head against it, breathing in that pent up scent of his … “Thank you for my present, Gabe… I … think I might use it now.” She said giving it a lick, then slipping it into her mouth, slurping and sucking on it – tasting the sweet salty musk he’d had all that day while he’d been out. 
Gabe was panting heavily from his ordeal… and now he was watching his dick being sucked off by a hot vixen…. But his dick wasn’t attached to him anymore!! It was the strangest sensation… he could feel his boner still. He could feel it down there between his legs, throbbing and twitching as a phantom dick – but he could see it had been cut free! 
As Nikki sucked and slurped at Gabe’s severed length, she could feel his foreskin teasing back a little more, and with being finally satisfied she had sampled his flavour enough, she pulled it slowly from her maw, making sure to keep it slick - and held the base.  “I bet you would so want to do this right now” she said wrapping her other hand round it and starting to slide her hand up and down it... the foreskin rolling back all the way before being pulled back up again… back and forth … over and over…
Gabe gasped… he could feel nothing from his severed dick, but his imagination was going crazy.. he could almost feel it, in that phantom dick … how desperate he was to cum, even with the fact he had no dick any longer!
Nikki let out a quiet giggle “Aw... I know. Foxy boy wants to cum so bad…” she said, now undoing her pants “But let me give you your present huh?” She said, slipping them down 
Gabe was dumbstruck… the first time he had seen a girl undress in front of him, and he couldn’t jerk off to it. He watched her slide her panties down, her smooth sex coming into view for the first time … 
Nikki could see how desperate the poor boy was. When she first saw him in the mall she thought he would have been a typical boy, jerking off multiple times a day… so to have a guy who hadn’t jerked for a few days, she figured maybe she could let him have a little something to enjoy... “I’ll tell you what Gabe, let’s see if I can give you a bit of a show with my new toy huh? … and see if this stump of a dick can do anything for you…” she said reaching down with the hand which wasn’t holding his severed dick, and allowing her warm palm to gently rest on his fluffy white sack, her fingers splayed, and allowing the stump, with its zip-tie to slip between her fingers.
As she slowly rubbed the tip of his severed length against the folds of her sex she bit at her bottom lip, loving the warmth her new toy had still, allowing it to just nudge a little inside, like a dog nosing at someone’s sweater. 
She slid his severed length in further before moaning a little “Oh... Gabe, your dick is one of the best dildos I think I’ve taken.” she said, pushing down with those fingers either side of the stump that remained of his dick, feeling his dick root inside still hard... 
Gabe was still pent up as heck, and now – regardless as to whether it was his severed dick or not, he was watching a girl play with herself, with her hand down pressing against his crotch. Just the act of that pressure, and the nudging of the root of his dick was enough…. He started to feel his orgasm building…
Nikki grinned, watching Gabe’s face as she manipulated the mangled stump she’d left him with, while starting to slide his full length in and out of herself… feeling that once so sensitive length gliding against her walls, the foreskin rolling back and forth – finally doing the job it had always been there for, but no longer giving its former owner the pleasure it would have given… now – the only pleasure it was giving – was exclusively for her.
Gabe started tensing up, he couldn’t last any longer… he felt his climax rushing through him … he couldn’t grip anything with his hands secured to his bed, so his hands clenched against themselves as his body shook a little while Nikki kept rubbing and nudging that tied off nub above his balls…. And then it hit. He cried out, feeling that rush, swearing he could still feel his dick in the split moment it hit. 
Nikki panted as she watched the fox boy cum without his favourite toy – that very toy pleasuring herself, bringing her closer with every thrust and pull… she watched as the tiniest blob of Gabe’s seed managed to force its way past the zip-tie as he came … It was all she needed to push herself over the edge, her body tensing up as she moaned loudly, her sex clenching onto that severed length inside her as her orgasm spread through her in wave after wave of pleasure…
Gabe looked up at her as she slowly came down from her climax, in the afterglow of his own… and he watched as she slowly slipped his glistening dick, now coated in her own juices from her. 
Nikki moved down to kiss his cheek “Thank you for the present Gabe” she said before getting up and pulling her panties and pants back up …
“w-what now?” Gabe asked quietly
Nikki pushed Gabe’s severed length into one of the larger pockets in her cargo pants “I need to go.” She said before bringing the knife up to slice through the zip-ties holding Gabe’s hands to the bed. She had taken pity on him, since he was after all, a genuinely sweet guy… She’d not met any quite as sweet before. 
Gabe moved his hands back down and flexed his fingers a little 
Nikki moved back to kiss his nose “I’ll see you again… And maybe, if you get over loosing your pretty dick, we can go for coffee again.” She said sounding sincere 
Gabe watched as she turned, and walked out of his bedroom, grabbing her coat and moving for the door “…. I’d like that.” He said quietly 
Nikki’s ears caught it, but she didn’t turn, just smiled secretly to herself and left the apartment. Maybe he could be the one that would heal that part of her that had been injured so badly in the past.