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Fixin' the Vixen

By: Kiki Kalani

For: Dupe

Warning: Feral/Feral

"Welcome to your new home Rokoko."

The albino-furred vixen yipped with excitement as she dashed out of the small cage and into the well-worn and spacious area her new human caretaker had fenced off for her. The fox had been cooped up for months in a variety of all too small and all too dark places - it was a welcome relief to finally be able to frolic freely and stretch out her sore and aching limbs as the bare sun warmed her fur.

"Already enjoying yourself, huh? I'll leave you to get used to your new home...and family."

Her new human spoke again, she'd been around them long enough to understand most of what they said since she was raised from birth by them as a 'pet'. Even now she was happily wearing a loose pink collar around her neck, though the finer points of being domesticated had yet to take root in her.

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Her hyperactive bout of joy didn't take long to attract attention with the absence of her new human. She caught a whiff of something strange, a scent that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end as something primal flared up in her mind. Her body froze completely as her eyes darted around to find its source, heart starting to race in her chest.

"So...you must be my new 'sister'...you don't look like much of a dog though." An intimidatingly large Doberman rounded the corner, his eyes piercing as they stared into Rokoko's own with an unyielding gaze.

"W-who are you?" The vixen jumped back, cowering as instincts flooded her mind. Something about the way he stood, the way he was looking at her, his size - it all blurred together with that urge in her head, something that was trying to warn her of a danger she had never faced in her sheltered and isolated life.

"He calls me Rex, but the other dogs here call me King. I'm top dog around here..." The Doberman chuckled to himself as he started moving closer to the vixen, eventually backing her up against the tall fence that kept her contained. "I've never seen a fox before...so small and pitiful..."

"S-stay back." The vixen bared her teeth, trying to assert herself despite her small size and cowering, though it didn't have any effect on the dog who only looked on even less amused than before.

"I'll do what I want...I own you now, bitch." He let out a loud growl of his own, sending a shiver down the vixen's spine that nearly caused her to topple over in shock. "Like I said, I'm top dog...and you are not even a dog...just some worthless wild thing that caught the human's interest..."

The vixen whimpered, eyes darting swiftly to each side of her as her mind raced to try to find some escape from the situation. She didn't know the first thing about how to act during such an encounter though, barely an ounce of anything more than instinct trying desperately to guide her along.

"Maybe I can fix that...with a little training..." The doberman's face curled into a twisted grin. "Teach you how to be a proper bitch..."

The vixen's eyes widened at hearing that, and she wasn't about to let that monster do anything to her. Without a single glance up to him, she tried to make a run for it - darting quickly past him only to feel a sharp pain on her neck as she came to a halt.

"The first lesson is going to be to listen when I am talking!" The Doberman growled again after throwing her back onto the ground, his paws pushing firmly against her chest to pin her down. "When I tell you something you are to respond with 'Yes, King' or 'No, King'. Understand?"

"Y-yes K-King." She let out the words as almost a whisper, barely able to breath from having that weight on her chest and the wind knocked out of her by the rough treatment.

She felt the weight lift from her chest as the Doberman smirked once more, head held high as he watched her pick herself back up onto her feet. She barely could catch her breath, and her neck still ached from where he had grabbed her. There was no way she'd be able to fight him, and his muscular frame made running a waste of time. All she could do was hope to get rid of him as quickly as possible - even if it meant agreeing to whatever twisted game he was formulating in his mind.

"Good girl...now..." His grin widened even more as he watched her eyes fill with a mix of surprise and fear. She could see his hardening shaft between his legs, his member pulsing and throbbing as it emerged from its sheath. "Be a good bitch and suck off your King. Maybe if you do a good job I'll give you something nice."

She felt a knot grow in her throat, blood rushing to her face as she froze once again. The smell had already hit her nose, a putrid salty odor that made her stomach churn. She could barely even consider the thought of having to get any closer, but her options seemed slim and the impatient growling of the dog soon forced her forward.

"That's right, get to it!" His cock was fully erect by the time she finally brought herself between his legs, the throbbing thick length considerably larger than her snout or even her head with a heavy pair of balls dangling behind it.

"Hurry up, bitch! Your king is waiting!" The vixen jumped at the barks, nose pressing reluctantly against that slimy dog dick. The musk burned at her sensitive nose, making her eyes water as she forced herself onward to run her snout along the entire length.

"I said suck, not sniff! You'll have plenty of time to do that later when you are worshipping your new Master!"

The vixen's ears went flat and her tail curled between her legs as shame overtook her. With even more reluctance than before she worked her way back to the tip, slowly taking it into her mouth. She reeled in disgust, barely able to keep herself upright to take even more as the lewd soft moans of the Doberman reached her ears to taunt her as the musk continued to burn at her throat and nose.

"Just like that~! You'll make a good little bitch yet!"

The vixen could only let out a muffled whimper in reply, the words stinging just as much as the musk did, though with each passing breath of that scent and lick of that thick member her mind seemed to numb to it a little more. She couldn't stop though, couldn't risk whatever the Doberman had in store for her if she disobeyed.

"Enough!" The vixen stopped right away, ears perking up in surprise. "I've got a better idea since you are being so cooperative. Get on your back, now."

"Y-yes, King." Rokoko replied immediately before flipping onto her back with a soft whimper, soon to be pinned down by the Doberman's large paws and a heavy musky sack almost choking her as it covered her face. She was immediately assaulted by potent thick musk once more, this time even more concentrated before with barely a breath of fresh air to offer relief.

"You know what to do, bitch."

The vixen wasn't left with much else to do than obey, tongue licking blindly against the sweaty pair of orbs in front of her, mind fogging as she was forced to breath more and more of that potent scent that seemed to burn at her very thoughts now.

"Move your tail." She felt the Doberman's forepaws push her legs to the ground, spreading them out as her tail fell out of the way to give him a full view of her canine cookie.

She had barely noticed she was getting wet, the moist entrance glimmering in the sun as the dog lustfully eyed it. She wouldn't notice just how much the musk was driving her thoughts until she felt a string of drool trickle down onto her - lighting her mind ablaze as it drizzled across her sensitive parts.

"So wet already...and you smell like a virgin too...I'll be your first, bitch. I'm going to claim you after this and then we'll see about teaching you how to be a proper dog."

The vixen let out another whimper, tongue still working at those full orbs as she took deep long breaths of that increasingly addictive musk - something in her buzzing mind starting to awaken as her own arousal started to grow. Her body twitched as jolts of pleasure danced up her spine - drool continuing to drip down onto her sex from the lustful dog.

"Doesn't it feel so good to serve your king? Bet you can't get enough of that scent."

She felt the knot in her throat return as the words reached her barely visible ears, teasing and taunting her as they echoed in her ever fogging mind. The scent was starting to burn even less, barely doing more than fanning that flame burning between her legs and muddling her thoughts while she squirmed beneath him desperately. Time seemed to slow, each second turning into a torturous eternity as the part of her that wanted it all to be over was slowly smothered.

"That's it, take deep breaths, you love the scent of dogs."

The words echoed in her mind once again, bouncing around in the thick haze that kept her own thoughts tied down in that sticky sweaty smell. She struggled against it, trying to push them out, trying in vain to bring back the disgust that had slowly dwindled and died.

"I'm Surprised your pathetic little vixen brain hasn't melted entirely yet with how eagerly you are serving your new King."

A soft muffled moan escaped her, eyes rolling back as the last bit of her pathetic little brain starting to give way to the potent piercing scent and teasing of her new King. All she could think of was how good that scent was, how much she loved to lap and suckle at those orbs smothering her.

"Mmm~ That's good bitch, just a little bit more and I'll give your nice clean fur a new coating." Rokoko felt her arousal grow at the praise and promise of the reward soon to follow, spurts of pre already teasing her as they pelted across her belly - just shy of hitting her canid cex.

Her mind fogged even more as the swirling burning lust slowly choked out all other thought, a desire to coax out the canine's climax overtaking her slowly. Without even giving a second thought her paws lifted up from her chest, working themselves around until she felt that throbbing member, warm pre coating her paws as she started to work them along the dog's length.

"Good bitch! Get ready for your King's seed~!"

Thanks to her extra effort it wasn't long before she was finally rewarded with thick ropes of cum, her body spasming and twitching beneath the Doberman's weight as the hot thick spurts coated her body and her cookie, toes curling while a muffled moan escaped her lips. She couldn't believe how good it felt, or that some part of her looked forward to what was soon to come.

The End